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[cmyknoise]

I posted 22,892 times in 2022

That's 3,071 more posts than 2021!

1,571 posts created (7%)

21,321 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@fundylive

@rgbheart

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I tagged 2,378 of my posts in 2022

#lemon's stuff - 1,073 posts

#dsmp - 291 posts

#dream smp - 287 posts

#lemon answers - 236 posts

#wilbur soot - 218 posts

#lemon’s stuff - 171 posts

#tommyinnit - 124 posts

#ask - 106 posts

#anonymous - 94 posts

#lemon draws - 91 posts

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I’m still angry that the bedrock edition, on all ports, has NO subtitles. No closed captioning, nothing. That is an exclusive feature to bedrock. 

Especially with the addition of the warden and all the very sound sensitive aspects that came along with the deep dark. 

Java players get the ability to see when a warden moves or sniffs or starts to attack. They get the ability to see if they’ve set off a distant sensor. Things that are so vital for this update. 

Bedrock players dont have subtitles at all, and somehow this isnt a priority for them to add? Bedrock has been out for ages. Java has had subtitles for ages. 

Arguably, with Bedrock platforms being consoles and phones, it’s harder to see or hear things and would need something like subtitles. 

But the fact that such a vital accessibility feature is continuously ignored on these ports of the game is absolutely insane, especially with how big of a userbase minecraft has. 

Edit: Here’s a link to Minecraft’s feedback posts where users can vote on things that they want looked at or implemented in the game. Please vote here, having basic accessibility is a must. Check the reblogs of this for more info I posted.

2,289 notes - Posted August 13, 2022

#4

"why did you die?"

“I was very sad.”

Singlehandedly probably one of the best things ever from that stream, and that is so much coming from a superb stream.

"Why did you die?" is so reminiscent of a question a child would ask if their parent had died, whether from suicide or other means (in this case, suicide).

It is a question of anger and frustration and pure not understanding. it's the same thing a kid would ask because they don't understand how a person could hurt so much to do that, or how they could leave them.

Fundy was angry and mad because Wilbur left him. he didn't know why he left him, he didn't know or understand why they couldn't do something else, anything else. He didn't know that Wilbur was hurting, he didn't know, and in those moments he didn't care. it's the question from a hurt child.

In that moment, that's what he was. a kid suddenly very alone in the world, knowing that the only person he had just left him, and everyone after would follow suit.

"I was very sad." Is such an... honest answer. It suffices. He doesn't have to say 'i was paranoid, i was depressed, i was tired, i was hopeless'. He said what was true, it weighs just as much as everything else simply because it's a fact not many people knew or picked up on.

Wilbur was honest with his intentions in Pogtopia, but not his feelings. When he was revived, he also made such a point to pretend he hated something just to keep up this sort of image that he never cared and that it hurt him how much he cared. But... that's the point. He was sad, and he was hurt.

Not only is this a punch in the face hearing Wilbur say this, but it's the only real time we've heard him say much of anything about what he felt during Pogtopia (similarly to Tommy and his silence on exile. in my opinion, this felt very similar to 'it was a wiggly time in my life).

But it also fits in line with the previous comparison. It's such a simple explanation that someone may use to explain to someone, like Fundy, who didn't understand why someone would leave them in that way. It's similar to how a family member may explain to a child why their parent is no longer with them.

It's not too detailed or grim, but it's not lying or sugar coating it. It's simple, and true, and an answer that Fundy, all too clearly, understood.

It's even more impactful, gut-wrenching, with the follow up question,

"Why couldn't we walk away? Just you and me?"

2,324 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

#3

 [ Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N' Roses plays very loudly in the background ]

Tubbo: OOOH!

Tommy: Here’s what we’re gonna do detective Tubbo!

Tubbo: What’re we gonna do?

Tommy: We’re gonna solve cases! We’re gonna figure out where Shrouds gone. We’re gonna figure out where Dream has gone.

Tubbo: WE’RE GONNA SOLVE ALL THE PROBLEMS

Tommy: This isn’t just a coping mechanism because of the immense amount of trauma I’ve been through!

Tubbo, speaking over Tommy: This is our true purpose!

Tommy: I’m not massively concerned about the location of Wilbur and Dream and the many things that are completely out of my control!

Tubbo: It’s gonna take months, it’s gonna take days!

Tommy: Days!

Tommy: And I promise you Tubbo! This isn’t just another one of those ploys because I’m sad.

Tubbo: No, we’re not compartmentalizing anything!

Tommy: We’re not compartmentalizing, we’re taking this full force!

2,461 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#2

not prepared for grown ass adults to bully children and teens for the next few days bc of vidcon panels. 

there is no cringe. shut the fuck up this is a fandom panel. dumb questions are fine. cosplayers are fine. as long as they’re not asking invasive questions or being rude they are fine, but even if they do those things they dont deserve to be harassed and called names and shit. 

this is going to be the first convention and panel for so many people. they’re going to be nervous, they may not think through the best questions. who the hell cares. 

just don’t be an asshole to these people

2,747 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

maybe somewhere, things were different. maybe their promises of running away wouldn’t fall through.

context & bonus under cut!

anyway! enjoy a piece from a runaway au (that i may or may not write, who knows).

essentially, tubbo gets a broken van from wilbur, fixes it up, and without telling anyone he takes ranboo, tommy, and michael with him and they run away. somewhere better. they drive past spawn, stop for a wilburger on the way out, and drive off until roads don’t exist, until its just them, dirt, and the woods. good thing tubbo tricked the hunk of metal out to handle it. 

they drive for a long time, stopping to get supplies occasionally, but they don’t stop until they find somewhere nice. somewhere far, safe, hidden. home. they stop once they find home.

anyway here’s the drawing with less dramatic lighting if you want to see the details!

See the full post

3,435 notes - Posted January 13, 2022

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[ghstandpucks]

Cutting Edge ~ Nathan MacKinnon Ch. 9

Hi everyone! I hope you are all doing well! Sorry this chapter took forever! But I hope you enjoy it! I have the rest of the series planned out, and it should be about 6 more chapters. I’m excited about where it is going and I hope you are too! Stay healthy, safe, and enjoy! Let me know what you think! Tags are open!

Prologue Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7 Ch.8

The following Wednesday you were at practice. Bednar had the team gathered in a semi-circle as he informed them of the upcoming schedule before the holidays. “Oh and Coach Y/L/N. In case you didn’t know, we are playing Anaheim this Sunday,” Bednar turned back toward you.

           “Oh yay!” you said, clapping your hands together quickly. You couldn’t help but be excited to see some of your friends on the Ducks again. As soon as you said that though, you had many unapproving looks shot at you from the team. “I mean, oh no?”

“Who are you really rooting for Coach?” Tyson called out.

           “You guys, obviously,” you stated flippantly. “I know how they skate and I know how their skating coach skates so we got this.” Bednar chuckled.

           “I was going to ask if there is anything we should know about your time with the team?” he asked, and you looked at him questioningly.

           “No?” you said, confused at where he was going with this.

           “Just asking. Hockey players make comments and I would like for us to be prepared if they say anything about you,” he explained.

           “Oh,” you said, and thought for a second. “To be honest, I was mostly just around them for a quick showcase, charity events, or galas that they had. I have a few good friends from the team but I don’t think they would really say anything. I was more like everyone’s little sister when I was with them,” you said and everyone nodded. “Oh! If you hear the term ‘little dove’, that’s me.”

           “Little dove?” Gabe asked, and you shrugged.

           “A few called me little duck at first. But then after a showcase at one of their events I had performed in this greyish-pink dress and Getzlaf started to call me little dove. The rest of the team just followed along,” you explained. You caught eyes with Nate, and he smiled softly. You had just told him about that nickname last week when he saw a comment on your Instagram post from Hampus Lindholm. You had posted a funny picture from practice of Tyson laying flat on the ice and you doubled over laughing at him because he had seemingly tripped over nothing. You accompanied it with a caption of how the team always seems to brighten your day with a laughing emoji. Hampus commented “We feel so betrayed little dove.”

           After practice that day, Nate was over at your apartment after having gone to the store to get stuff for dinner. You wanted to cook that night, so he thought it was only fair if he bought the groceries. Since the two of you had started dating, you tended to stay in at his or your place, not wanting to fuel rumors. A picture of the two of you dancing at the gala was posted recently, the media team not thinking much of it, but oh boy did it spread like wildfire. While your fans thought it was cute, Nate’s fans were a mix. You were starting to see how vicious some hockey fans could be.

           You were finishing the shrimp for shrimp scampi when Nate came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “I have a question,” he mumbled into the hair at the top of your head. You hummed, encouraging him to go on. “What do you want for Christmas?” he asked. You smiled, forgetting that it was already December.

           “Nothing,” you said simply.

           “There has to be something,” Nate stole a shrimp from the pan and you batted his hand away. He chuckled and kissed your cheek. You finished the dish, turned off the stove, and turned to face him.

           “Well, there is something,” you smiled up at him. Nate smiled back at you, raising his eyebrow in question. “A unicorn.” Nate’s face fell and you couldn’t help but laugh.

           “Seriously Y/N?”

           “Actually, in all seriousness, I want a unicorn that poops rainbows. But I know those are hard to find,” you laughed as Nate rolled his eyes at you. He maneuvered you away from the stove and lifted you onto the counter, standing in between your legs.

           “Why are you being difficult?” Nate asked, humor in his voice.

           “Well what do you want for Christmas?” you asked, smiling widely at him. Nate shrugged.

           “I don’t need anything,” he said.

           “It’s not about what you need. What do you want?”

           “Nothing.” Nate smiled mockingly at you.

           “You can’t say nothing and expect me to tell you something!” You laughed. The conversation went on like this for another 10 minutes, neither one of you giving in. You kept up with wanting a unicorn, much to Nate’s dismay. He knew he wasn’t the most romantic, and really wanted to get this right with you. Since he wouldn’t tell you anything though, you didn’t budge either. It seemed like you had both met your match when it came to stubbornness.    

           A while later, Nate had just got out of the shower and you were finishing putting the dishes away from dinner. As you turned your lights off and made sure your front door was locked, you looked out the window and immediately smiled. It was snowing. Running into your bedroom, you started to grab your big coat and a beanie, shoving your feet into a pair of boots. “Going somewhere?” Nate asked as he walked out of the bathroom, highly confused.

           “It’s snowing outside! Let’s go!” you squealed, throwing his shirt and sweatshirt at him.

           “This isn’t the first time it’s snowed since you’ve been here Y/N,” Nate chuckled, but continued to get dressed to go outside.

           “Yes, but it usually happens when I’m sleeping or at the rink! I haven’t been out while it’s snowing yet!” You bounced around your room, continuing to check the window to make sure snow was still falling.

           “It’s just snow,” Nate said, finally finishing putting his shoes on. You grabbed his hand and pulled him to your front door.

           “Yes, but I’m from Southern California! I always had to drive to the snow. I want to go outside while it’s coming down actually!” You grabbed your keys and left your apartment. Nate allowed you to drag him along, silently amused at your excitement. Luckily for the two of you, your apartment building had a secluded courtyard in the middle so you didn’t have to go out front to the main street. This allowed Nate and you not to worry about being seen together this late at night. That would definitely be the source of more speculation.

           Once outside, you giggled with excitement and ran to the middle of the empty courtyard. Looking up toward the sky, you stuck your tongue out to catch the snow as it came down. Nate walked up beside you and grabbed your hand. You took out your phone and had Nate take a picture of the two of you, realizing you really didn’t have any. What better way to commemorate your first snow in Colorado than with Nate? After spinning around all excited for a moment, you walked back over to Nate and wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his sweatshirt as your nose was starting to freeze. Nate held you close to him, looking down and tilting your chin up so you met his eyes. He chuckled softly at your red cheeks and nose, leaning down and fitting his lips to yours. The two of you stood there for a moment, lost in a blissful bubble you had created.  You pulled away slightly and shivered, the cold starting to get to you. Nate smiled softly and kissed your forehead. “Let’s get you inside before you freeze,” he muttered, taking your hand and leading you back up to your apartment. Once back in your apartment and in your pajamas, you crawled into bed and over to Nate who was already laying down looking through his phone. You cuddled into his side and weaved your legs with his.

           “Jesus babe! Your feet are freezing!” he jumped slightly, putting his phone down. You laughed but didn’t move.

           “Poor circulation from tying my skates too tight over the years. Sorry,” you giggled. Nate shook his head, but didn’t bother moving. If being with you meant dealing with cold feet, he didn’t think that was a bad price to pay.

~ ~ ~

           Sunday had arrived and it brought with it the Ducks. You were currently standing by the bench with the other coaches as the team was warming up. You had just finished talking with Bradie Tennell, the skating coach for the Ducks. The two of you were on the Olympic team together and had become good friends. She let you know that the team had been good to her so far, and that made you happy. You were leaning against the board when Ryan Getzlaf skated up to you.

           “How are they treating you, little dove?” he asked, and you smiled at the familiarity of the name. The question didn’t surprise you; he had always been protective. You were young and talented when you first started to skate in Anaheim, and some of the rookies took interest in you. Being so focused on making the Olympic team though, you barley noticed. The captain announced one practice that you were off limits, and they complied. After that it seemed the whole team had become extra protective of you.  

           “Good! They’re a good group. I like it here,” you answered honestly. He nodded and looked back out over the ice.

           “Is that why it looks like I’m about to get in a fight with 29 tonight?” Ryan smirked at you. You found Nate on the ice and smiled at him, and the tension in his jaw seemed to release as he went back to what he was doing. Nate knew you were friends with the Ducks and figured some may go talk to you; but he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy that they could talk to you so openly and no one would question it while the two of you had to date secretly.

           “He’s just protective like you are,” you tried to laugh it off, but Ryan gave you a look that said you were not fooling him. You smiled sweetly and he shook his head.

           “Whatever you say little dove,” Ryan said and skated off.

           “Be nice!” you yelled after him and he let out a laugh.

           “Will you stop fraternizing with the enemy Coach?” Tyson asked skating into the box.

           “Just for you Tyson,” you winked at him.

           Later, the third period had just began and the teams were tied. The whole game had been a back and forth with scoring. A few times when one of the Ducks would skate by, they would say hi, wave, or wink at you. The winking seemed to happen only when Nate was on the bench, and you were wondering if Ryan had said anything. You needed to work on being a better liar.

           Nate was on the ice when Hampus Lindholm skated by before a face off. “You know, we were all sad when Y/N left us to come here. I would think she’s a good coach,” Hampus judged Nate’s reaction. Nate side-eyed him, but didn’t say anything. “She’s cute too,” Hampus pushed a bit further. The Ducks’ captain had said that chirping about Y/N was off limits, but he had also said he felt it may get under MacKinnon’s skin. When you talked about being friends with some of the Ducks, Hampus was one of them. He didn’t want to be disrespectful toward you, but he thought it would be fun to see if he could push the center’s buttons. Nate took a deep breath and continued to ignore him. “You know she was my date to a charity event once,” Hampus continued. Nate did know this; you had told him you went as friends since you were going to the charity also. He knew it was nothing, he knew Lindholm was trying to dig at him, but that doesn’t mean that it didn’t bother him. When the puck was dropped, Nate threw himself into the defenseman, promptly flattening him out on the ice.

           Nothing was called and the play kept going, but you stood behind the bench with wide eyes. What had just happened? You were so distracted in your own thoughts that you hadn’t realized the buzzard had gone off, signaling an Avs’ goal. Turning your attention back to the team celebrating at the end of the ice, you saw them all gathering around Nate. Of course you had missed it. That was the only score of the third period, the Avs winning 3-2.

           After the game and interviews were done, you had said bye to some of the guys and Bradie. Nate had asked if you wanted to stay at his place that night, so you made your way to his apartment. You texted him that you were there, and he told you the front was unlocked. Upon walking into his apartment, he called you over to the couch where he was laying down and pulled you down on top of him. You gave him a quick kiss, then settled your chin on his chest, looking at him expectantly. “So,” you started. Nate knew where the conversation was going.

           “You really did just go to the charity thing with Lindholm as friends, right?” he asked, furrowing his brow a little.

           “Yeah, that’s all it was. Why?”

           “He said you were his date,” Nate shrugged and started to play with your hair, twisting and untwisting a strand around his finger.

           “As friends. I have no feelings for him whatsoever,” you explained, then realized why he was asking you to clarify. “Is that why you hit him so hard during the game?” Nate averted his eyes from you, slightly ashamed he let what Lindholm had said get to him. You giggled, knowing that was the issue. “Nate, babe. There was nothing there, nor will there every be anything there. And that goes for the rest of everyone. Don’t let it get to you okay,” you said, kissing him softly. You pulled away and rested your palm against his cheek. “Plus, he’s not my type.” That perked Nate right up.

           “So, what is your type?” he wrapped his arms around you with a smirk.    

           “Big, burly, 6-foot Canadians with blue eyes who are just as stubborn as I am,” you smirked at him. Nate rolled his eyes, but laughed and pulled you in for another kiss. He flipped the two of you so that your back was to the couch now with him hovering over you. Nate started placing quick kisses all over your face and you giggled as his stubble tickled your neck. The two of you stayed like that for a while longer before ordering take out and getting ready for bed.

~ ~ ~

           The holidays fast approached, and you were thankful the team had four days off for Christmas. You had already booked a flight back home for the morning of Christmas Eve, and would be flying back to Denver on the morning of the 26th. For you, going home was easy as it was only a two in a half hour flight. You had booked it when you first got the schedule back in September. You were starting to feel bad that not everyone on the team would be going home though, Nate included. If you had known that you would have been in any sort of relationship, you may have opted to stay as well. When you brought this up to Nate, he told you not to worry about it, and that he would even take you and pick you up from the airport.

           On the 23rd, you and Nate had just got back to your apartment after having dinner with everyone who was still in town. Since there were multiple people going, you figured nothing would come of it to be seen out with Nate in public. The two of you were still keeping your relationship from mostly everyone on the team, so it was easy to act like you had been at practice. To anyone who didn’t know, it just looked like you two were good friends.

           You showered and put your pajamas on, setting out your present for Nate on the coffee table and finding a movie to watch while he showered. You had settled on watching a Hallmark Christmas movie, because who doesn’t secretly love the cheesiness of it all? Nate sat down next to you on the couch and pulled you into his side. Placing a blanket over the both of you, you settled into watching the movie, pointedly trying to ignore the Christmas gift bag he had set down on the coffee table next to your gift to him.

           After the movie, you turned the tv off and just enjoyed being in each other’s company. The only lights on were the Christmas lights from the fake tree you had set up, and other Christmas lights you had decorated with. Your apartment looked a bit like Christmas exploded in it, but it made you happy and Nate laugh. You made some hot chocolate, and sat back down facing Nate. Handing him his, you took a sip and set your mug down on the coffee table, in turn picking up your gift to him. “Present time!” you sang, handing him the gift. You weren’t sure what he would think of it, realizing it was difficult to buy for someone who seemingly had everything he wanted.

Nate unwrapped the gift, and smiled upon taking it out of the box. It was a wooden watch, one that you had found on Etsy. It was a dark stained wood that you had engraved on the back of the watch face. As Nate turned it over in his hands, he smiled wider and chuckled. You were able to convince the designer to engrave a hockey skate and a figure skate. Above the skates read “Merry Christmas” with the year, and both your initials. “I know you already have a watch, but I thought the wood was neat and I was excited when the person said they could engrave the skates on it, and…” you were cut off from your rambling by Nate pulling you into a sweet kiss.

“It’s perfect Y/N. Thank you,” he whispered, placing a kiss on your forehead and admiring the thoughtful gift. He set it down and handed you the gift bag. You smiled while you took the tissue paper off the top, feeling fabric at the bottom of the bag and took it out. You laughed, seeing the familiar burgundy and blue. Holding it out in front of you, you saw the 29 on the arm, turning it around to see ‘MacKinnon’ on the back. While you unfolded it though, a smaller box fell into your lap. “I know you can’t wear it to games, but I wanted to get you my jersey,” Nate explained as you slipped it on over your pajama top.

“Thank you,” you said, blushing slightly and turning your attention to the box. Opening it up, you saw the most beautiful, small and delicate figure skate charm you had even seen. It was gold with diamonds encrusted into it. Taking it out of the box, you noticed it was attached to a delicate gold chain as a necklace. You turned it over in your hand, feeling something on the back of the charm. You giggled, noticing a ‘29’ engraved onto the back.  “Nate, it’s beautiful.”

“I thought you could at least wear my number to games this way. If you don’t like it we can go get you something else,” Nate looked at you unsure, and you shook your head.

“Help me put it on?” you asked, and turned around. Nate deftly clasped the necklace together. “How does it look?”

“Perfect,” he said, and you grinned at him.

“I love it, thank you,” you said, and leaned in to kiss him. What was an innocent gesture quickly turned heated as Nate pulled you onto his lap, you straddling him. Your fingers carded through the hair at the nape of his neck as his hands pushed the hem of the jersey and your pajama shirt up, gripping your hips. You pulled back after some time, needing to take a breath and maneuvered yourself to where you were sitting in Nate’s lap and leaned your head on his shoulder. Nate chuckled, kissing your forehead.

“Maybe it’s a good thing you can’t wear my jersey to games. I don’t think I could concentrate,” he mumbled. You giggled and pecked his neck, the both of you settling back down.

The following morning Nate drove you to the airport. Thankful for his tinted windows, you kissed him quickly before anyone would figure out who the both of you were and grabbed your bags. “Merry Christmas Nate,” you said, slipping out of the car.

“Let me know when you get home, okay?” he said with a soft smile, and you felt your heart tug at the thought of leaving him for a few days. It struck you that this was the first time since September you wouldn’t be around him almost every day.

“I will,” you returned his smile. Nate quickly reached over the center counsel for your hand, bringing it up to his lips.

“Merry Christmas Y/N,” he said lightly, realizing the same thing you were. You grabbed your bags and smiled, waving as you shut the door and headed into the airport. Nate made sure you were inside the building before he took off, not being bothered by the honks he was receiving from annoyed holiday travelers.      

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[atinydise]

Ateez seeing that their s/o moved on (1/2)

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 1k9.

❦ Masterlist.

Part 2

HONGJOONG ft. Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

The group were dining in a famous restaurant. They like to spend few times with each other, without camera being around. They could talk about their life, privacy things or even girls. Since Hongjoong and you broke up, they tried to avoid this subject. That would be too awkward. “Guys!” yelled Wooyoung, “I can’t believe we won an award!” “Yes! Atinys are the best!” clapped San. “I wasn’t expecting to win an award this year!” confessed Mingi, grilling his meat. “We worked well! We can be proud of us guys!” said the leader. They enjoyed their meals till the end but Wooyoung noticed you at the back. He warned Hongjoong of your presence.

“Hyung!” he tapped his shoulder, “is that Y/N?” he pointed at you. The leader instantly recognized you. You were so beautiful, as always. This dress fit you so well and your smile… it could warm the entire restaurant. He noticed that you were grabbing this boy’s hand in front of you. “Is that Hyunjin with Y/N?” asked Yunho. “Seems like.” Said Hongjoong coldly.

It’s been 8 months now since you broke up. Hongjoong needed to focus on his career, but he regretted it. He couldn’t explain how he really felt toward you at his time so he just chose an easy option. “Should I go and talk to her?” asked Hongjoong. They all looked at their friend. “Why?” asked Seonghwa. He sighed, “I can’t handle seeing her happy with someone else.” He confessed. “You broke up with her. You can’t ask her to get back to you because you saw that she moved one.” But Hongjoong didn’t care about his opinion and walked up to you. “Of course, that I would like to go in Los Angeles with you!” you said to Hyunjin happily. “Y/N.” interrupted Hongjoong. That was awkward for you, but you tried to manage it well. “Oh, hi Hongjoong.” “What are you doing?” You raised a brow, “what do you mean? I’m eating like you I think.” “I mean with Hyunjin.” He clarified coldly. The boy stood up in front of your ex in a provocative way. “Guys calm down, please.” You grabbed Hyunjin’s hand. Hongjoong noticed it and repeated, “What are you doing with him Y/N?” You sighed, “Hyunjin is my boyfriend.” The leader blinked, it was too late. He hoped that you were just on a date but it’s more intimate than expected. “So please, leave us alone Hongjoong. We broke up so we can’t tell each other what we can do or not anymore.” “Y/N” called your ex. “Please leave.” You insisted, staring at him seriously. Hongjoong looked at you with a sad expression. Before leaving he gave a dead stare to Hyunjin, “if you do something bad to her, I’ll-“ You cut him straight, “he won’t. Just leave now.” Hongjoong went back to his table but grabbed his jacket and went out of the restaurant.

SEONGHWA ft. Chanyeol (EXO)

Seonghwa never stopped to regret you, since your breakup. You were non-stop arguing about his schedule. When he could rest and have fun with you, he just practiced alone in the studio. He always declined all of your propositions. That’s why you argued. Of course, being an idol was his priority but why he was always practicing? One day you confronted him, “Seonghwa! I feel like I’m not even important to you. You are always working” you confessed. “Even the boys are taking a break while you are practicing.” He sighed and threw his bag on the couch angrily, “Y/N! I’m an idol can you stop being so selfish?” he rolled his eyes, “I just get back home and you are yelling at me!” “Then I’ll leave you in peace if is that what you want” you threatened him. “Yes! That’s what I want!” he said. The next time he saw you was when you took all of your stuff back to move on in your own apartment. It’s been 1 year now. Seonghwa couldn’t move on. He tried to call you and text you, but it seems that you changed your phone number, or you blocked him. He couldn’t figure it out. The team members proposed him to go at your apartment, but he rejected this idea.

But today, he was walking to you with a dozen of roses, determined to get you back. He didn’t understand why there was so many boxes in front of your entrance door. “Y/N! You should throw few boxes!” said an unknowing voice. Seonghwa noticed that it was a male voice tone. “Never! I need all these boxes in our new apartment Chanyeol!” you answered. Seonghwa hid behind the wall, listening to the conversation. “I swear you will take more than a half space in our wardrobe.” You pouted, “My clothes are tiny next to yours!” He laughed ang hugged you tightly, “finally we can have our own house.” You nodded, “but don’t forget to comeback home after your practices and your promotions!” you said seriously. “Of course, my love” he kissed your forehead. Seonghwa was so confused. 2 minutes ago, he was ready to get you back and now he was hiding and eavesdropping your conversation with your new boyfriend. “I’ll put these boxes in the car, can you bring all my bathroom stuff? It’s heavy” you asked to Chanyeol. “Sure sweetheart.” As you carried the boxes, you noticed the roses laying on the floor. Your favorite. You put your boxes down, and read the card, “From Seonghwa to Y/N.” Your heart raced, was Seonghwa there? You rushed outside but no sign of him. “Is everything okay honey?” asked Chanyeol seeing your frustration. “Yes. I thought I saw an old friend.” You smiled, hiding the flowers behind your back.

YUNHO ft. Changhyun/IM (Monsta X)

It was a Sunday night, Ateez members were taking a rest day. They enjoyed it, they went to the cinema, restaurant and bowling. Now they went back to the dorm and they all went to their own stuff. Yunho was looking at Atiny’s posts, scrolling about their performance at MAMA 2019. He was laughing and saving screenshots every time the fan joked about Mingi’s abs. When he finally got bored, he was tempted to check your profile. Last time you talked with him was when you inform that you were sending back his grandmother’s necklace. He gifted it to you for your 2nd anniversary. You needed to go in Europe for 6 months, for work. Yunho was okay for a long-distance relationship. It wasn’t a real big deal for him, he was busy with his idol life anyway. But you barely talked for few days, not even texting. The jetlag didn’t help to fix this situation too. When you woke up, he was working. When you got free time, he was sleeping. You could really talk for few hours in weekend, when Yunho was not promoting. One night, he called you to talk about this issue. Even if you both were sad and crying a lot, you decided to stay friend.

That’s why he wasn’t expecting to see your profile status changed from “Single” to “In relationship” so fast. You broke up for 6 months now. He immediately tried to know a bit (even a lot) more about your new boyfriend. The boy noticed that a guy named Changkyun was commenting your pics a lot with nice comments or emojis. He never clicked so fast on a profile. Yunho started to check all of his posts. You were talking a bit with him since you moved to Europe. It seemed that you were just close friends. Until, he saw a pic of you and this Changkhyun. You were on his arms with a shy smile while he hugged you. The caption was “She’s mine”. Yunho saw red instantly. You didn’t cheat on him, but he was mad that another guy was close to you. He inspected his other post, few pics of him, some posts talking about you. Nothing exceptional, just this pic. Yunho decided to send you a direct message. [“Hi Y/N. I need to know. Are you dating this guy? @ChangkhyunMX?”] The 3 dots appeared on the screen. He was so stressed. [“Hi Yunho. Why do you want to know that?”] He took a deep breath, [“I just want to know. Say yes or no…”] You took 2 minutes to reply to his message. [“Yes. He’s my boyfriend”] you typed shyly. Yunho saw your message but he never answered you back. Even if you insisted to know why and how he felt about this, you never saw him on with his main account anymore.

YEOSANG ft. Yugyeom (GOT7)

Ateez members just cameback from their 4 months world tour. They went to Korea, Europe, Japan and US. They became more and more popular every day. Especially Yeosang, his unique voice and charisma are more praised than before. Sadly, fame have a bad effect on him. He started to be a bit too flirty with everyone, never too far because he was faithful to you. But you didn’t like his behavior. Every time he said that he was doing that for his job only. Flirting back with other idols or fans was really a part of his contract? Absolutely not. For this reason, you broke up with him. Now he could focus on his jobs and you could stop being jealous and hurt to every girl he was talking to. You noticed how he seemed to don’t care when you said that you prefer to stay alone than causing dramas. No expression, no sadness, he didn’t even blink at all. You seriously doubted about your relationship with him. Was he lying all the time? Was he really happy with you? Anyways, now it’s over. The detail you didn’t know about was that Yeosang didn’t want to move on. He asked the members, especially his closest friend Wooyoung, some advices. “You should just tell her the truth. The real reason why you didn’t react when she broke up with you.” Said his friend. “Why I should tell her now? It’s been 6 months Woo.” “It’s never too late” said Wooyoung eating his snack. “Okay… you’re right, I’ll go and tell her tomorrow.” Wooyoung growled, “No! Now!” Yeosang sighed but grabbed his coat and headed to your apartment. He forgot how it was close to their dorm.

He knocked at your door, repeating in his head what he could say. “Hello-“ you began as you fixed your hair, “Yeosang? What are you doing here?” “Hello Y/N. I wanted to talk with you.” He scratched his head nervously. “Huh… I think it’s not the right moment“ you said holding your bathrobe. He raised a brow, “what do you mean?” “Babe? Is everything okay?” asked a voice behind you. “Hum, yes Yugyeom, it’s fine.” “Who are you?” asked your boyfriend. “It’s Yeosang” you answered, knowing that Yugyeom was getting jealous. “Oh, the ex-boyfriend.” “Yes whatever… Can I talk with Y/N? In private.” Asked Yeosang annoyed. There was a heavy and awkward tension. Finally, Yugyeom said, “You can talk to me too. She doesn’t hide anything from me.” Yeosang was losing his temper. “I don’t care, I just want to talk with Y/N alone. Can you stop being so possessive?” “Yeo-“ you tried to say. “If you are not happy then leave. She doesn’t need you anymore as you can see.” Said Yugyeom coldly. “Y/N?” Yeosang stared at you. That seemed important but Yugyeom pushed you softly behind him and faced your ex-boyfriend. “Leave now.” “Can you mind your own business?” asked Yeosang. “She’s mine, so it’s my business.” You blushed lightly. You tried to interpose between the 2 boys before it goes too far. “Yeosang you should go. That was a bad idea to come here.” He looked at you sadly but nodded. He gave you a cute smile and headed back to the dorm. “It’s never too late huh, Wooyoung.” Scoffed Yeosang.

Part 2

[blueeyedgeorgie]

Insecure-J.M

“Can you write something about reader being insecure about her body and thinks she looks fat but James cheers her up and makes her feel sexy“

Pairing: James Marriott x Reader

Word Count: 1k+

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James had been editing. Lately, he was under a lot of stress. He was looking for a new house to move into while he still had to film and edit his own videos. And on top of that, it was his week to edit the new Eboys video. Will did edit last week's video even though James was supposed to edit last week. Meanwhile, James's girlfriend was hiding away in the couple's bedroom. Y/n was laying in bed, scrolling through Instagram. She had been looking at her explore page. There were some photos of her along with photos of the Eboys and other commentary YouTubers. After scrolling past a photo of Y/n with Will's girlfriend, Mia, a new post caught Y/n's eyes. The photo had just been a normal photo of Y/n, what had caught her attention really was the caption of the post. 'Listen, I use to like Y/n. At this point, she's let herself go and it's sad. She use to be fit and skinny, now she's just overweight and has started eating unhealthy. I can't imagine how James is dealing with everything.' Y/n bit her lip, was it true? Did she really let herself go? Y/n go out of bed to look at herself in the mirror. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt along with a pair of underwear. Carefully, she turned, examining herself in the mirror. Her ass wasn't as nice as it was before. Her waist was wider. Her chin felt fatter. Y/n hadn't realized it, but she had begun to cry. Did she really let herself go as the fan had said? Y/n didn't want James to realize it, how fat she had become. Maybe she could cover up and hide it longer. Meanwhile, James had made it to the eight-minute mark of the new Eboys video. Right about now he had decided was a good time to go and check up on his girlfriend, she had been awfully quiet. James had opened the door leading to his shared bedroom with Y/n, only to discover Y/n crying, staring at herself in the mirror. "Y/n, what happened?" A frown crossed his face as he sat at the edge of the bed. "Promise you won't leave me if I tell you?" Y/n mumbled, refusing to look away from herself. James's chest tightened. Did something bad happen? Did she cheat? "Yes, of course I promise." "I've gotten fat." Hearing those words leave Y/n's mouth made James laugh. He couldn't help it. "Fat? Y/n, you're crazy," a smile replaced his frown. "Please don't mess with me, I know I've gained weight," Y/n glanced at James through the mirror for a moment, only to look back at her body. "Y/n, you have to be joking? You're gorgeous," James had finished letting out his laughter. "What's making you think this way? You've always been so confident." "A fan said I gained weight," Y/n mumbled quietly. "What?" James raised a brow, "You can't possibly believe them, can you?" "But they're right." "Y/n, come here," James let out a sigh. Hesitantly, Y/n approached him. James placed his hands on her waist while giving a small kiss. "Go weight yourself on the scale in the bathroom, I promise you haven't gained any weight," James had continued to speak after he pulled away from the kiss. "And if there's the smallest chance you have gained a pound or two, I swear on all my guitars that I won't leave you." It had taken Y/n a moment to cave into the idea James had given. Of course, she had demanded that James stayed in the bedroom as she went to weigh herself. As the numbers had changed, glowing red, Y/n held in a breath. After a moment or two, her weight had come on the screen. She hadn't gained a single pound. Y/n let out a breath. James was right. Y/n had entered the bedroom where James had been waiting for her. A smile had been plastered on her face. "You see?" James smiled. Y/n gave a nod, quickly running into James's arms. James let out a laugh, holding Y/n close to him. "Love you, James," Y/n smiled, looking up at James. "Love you too, Y/n," James replied, kissing Y/n once again. "Now do you realize how gorgeous you are?" "I think I'm just average," Y/n gave a small shrug. "You're a literal model, Y/n. Do you not realize how many times I've caught guys staring at you? Do you not realize how many followers on your socials call you a model? YOu're beyond gorgeous, Y/n." "Oh really?" Y/n let out a small giggle, "Do you think I could hear a story or two about you getting jealous?" "I... you got me there," James gave a small nod. "I've gotten jealous quite the few times." "Tell me about some times then," Y/n held a small smirk on her face. "One time we were at a pub with a couple of friends, you had worn the red dress that hugged you in all the right places. I remembered overhearing some guys talking about you. They had been staring at your ass. You have no clue how much I wanted to punch them, but I was already buzzed at the time and I didn't want to do something I would regret." "Was that why you were handsy that night?" Y/n smiled, she laid her head against James's shoulder. "Yes and no. It was a mix of the alcohol, the jealously, and how gorgeous you are," James replied with a small nod. "You aren't too bad yourself," Y/n mumbled softly. "Well I hope so," James chuckled. "But you're the much more attractive one in this relationship, n/n." "Thank you, J," Y/n blushed softly as she bit her lip. "Anytime, Y/n," James gave a small nod. Once again, James kissed his girlfriend, only for Y/n to place a hand on his chest. "Alright, I have to get back to editing a new video. Anything you need before I get back to my computer?" "Could I possibly have another kiss?" Y/n grinned. James easily placed another kiss to Y/n's lips. "I love you, Y/n," James had moved Y/n so she was sitting on the bed, meanwhile he stood up. "I love you, J," Y/n replied. With that, James made his way out of the room, leaving Y/n to pick up her phone. It was time to take some pictures for Instagram.

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[fearlyssa]

Something to consider

In honor of Karlie’s birthday today here’s something for those who don't believe Taylor could be with Karlie because they chose to only believe Taylor’s own words: a list of the lyrics on Reputation (Taylor’s own words) that reference Karlie vs those that reference Joe. I tried my best to be impartial and include everything on both sides but just a warning it’s SUPER long! So if you don’t feel like reading it or don’t have the time then keep scrolling. But for anyone who’s interested here’s what I came up with (including explanations of the references and links if I have them; feel free to disagree or add any I missed, I tried to think of everything so I realize some may be a bit of a stretch)

Lyrics that point to Karlie:

Ready for it:

1. Younger than my exes (she’s 26 today, younger than most people Taylor has supposedly dated, male or female)

2. No one has to know (they’re closeted)

End Game:

3. We got big reputations (they’re both famous; Joe was relatively unknown until recently)

4. You and me would be a big conversation (they’re both famous and both women who are supposedly dating men so if they were found out - at least right now - it would cause a scandal)

Don't blame me:

5. I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I'd lose my mind

6. For you I would fall from grace, just to touch your face (This applies to the line above as well; her reputation would be ruined if people found out she was lying about her dating life causing her to “fall from grace” but she loves her enough to risk it by continuing to date her secretly)

7. I once was poison ivy but now I’m your Daisy (at first listen this line might sound like nothing more than a Mavel and/or Great Gatsby reference but according to this person they both like Marvel comics and check out how the daisy she drew in the handwritten lyrics in one of the Reputation magazines looks just like the one Karlie posted from their Big Sur trip in 2014. 👀

Delicate:

8. Dark jeans and your Nikes (she models for Adidas now but was doing Nike ads when they met)

9. Never seen that color blue (maybe a stretch but Karlie's eyes are a shade of green that can sometimes look blue so that may be a shade of blue she's never seen before. And I won’t add this to the list because it’s not Karlie-specific but the girls back home line is also not necessarily straight as lesbians and bisexuals, just like guys, date women and ‘back home’ can reference anyone who’s not from exactly where you’re from. They’re from different parts of the country for instance)

So it goes:

10. All eyes on us (they're both famous, have been on stage together three times and used to often be seen together by paps in public - which I do believe was on purpose; this line reminds me of the chorus of This is what you came for too)

11. Lipstick on your face (there's candids of Karlie with lipstick smudged on her face in pictures with Taylor from July 14th 2014 - as well as pictures of Taylor from her 25th birthday - and I believe another day too -, where she’s with Karlie and has on one shade of lipstick but a while has Karlie’s shade of lipstick smudged over hers and vice versa. Note how their lipstick looks in the top two photos from her birthday party compared vs the bottom two)

Gorgous:

12. I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk (the weird way Karlie says important)

13. Your magnetic field being a little too strong (they’re very physically affectionate with each other and often bump shoulders when sitting next to each other as if they literally have magnets in them)

14. I got a boyfriend, he's older than us (she often dates guys older than her and Karlie is younger than them and her. Imo it refers to her bearding with Calvin specifically)

15. You’re so Gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face (At VSFS 2013 where they first met Taylor looks in awe of her like she doesn’t know what to say. She definitely looks like she thinks she’s gorgeous and while the term could refer to anyone, it's usually a female descriptor and she's literally a model for a living who is known for her beauty and has, seemingly on purpose, used the word on IG right around when the song came out. And on an unrelated note I also want to point out that the ‘If you got a girlfriend’ line is not strictly male-oriented so although it’s not specifically Karlie-related it could still apply to a bisexual or lesbian woman)

King of my heart:

16. like trying on clothes (another somewhat female reference and she's a model so she does that for a living so therefore even more often than most people)

17. Move to me like a Motown beat (As mentioned in the caption of their IG post about it she & Karlie listened to Motown while getting ready for the Met Gala in 2014 so it's safe to say they’re both fans of the genre and enjoy listening to it together)

18. American queen (I know they're both American but Karlie has referred to her as an American dream before which you'll notice was the original lyrics when Taylor was writing & recording the song)

19. Your love is a secret I'm hoping, praying, dying to keep (this is pretty obvious but if she’s closeted then her love life is obviously a secret she’d want to keep)

20. Drinking beer out of plastic cups (I know this line is pretty general and she seems to be referring to a different time when she was up on a roof but it should be noted that the only time she’s been seen drinking beer in a plastic cup prior to the album coming out she was with Karlie)

Dress:

21. Our secret moments in a crowded room, they got no idea about me and you (you can see them having private moments at events in candid photos and videos such at award shows, the VSFS and at the 1975 concert. All times when tons of people were around but didn’t seem to notice or care if they were affectionate with each other because everyone knows they’re close and just thinks they’re friends)

22. Golden tattoo (they wore them together at Drake's birthday party last October. And maybe this is reaching but some of them were stars and “gold star” lesbians are those who have never “been with” a man, Idk about Taylor, but Karlie is rumored to be one.)

23. I don't want you like a best friend (they’re known as best friends so that one’s obvious)

24. I’m spilling wine in the bathtub (in the photo of her and Karlie getting ready for the Met Gala in 2014 you can see that Taylor has drunk wine in the bathroom with Karlie before)

25. Everyone thinks that they know us but they know nothing (A common problem when you’re famous because a lot of people know OF you but don’t really KNOW you or your relationships like they might think they do. She also references this in the album prologue but when it comes to Joe, not many people knew of him before he dated her so he doesn’t have a big reputation or people who think they know him) Dancing with our hands tied:

26. I loved you in secret (again sounds like it references being closeted)

27. 25 years old (Karlie’s age up until today and *almost* Taylor’s age when Kissgate happened)

28. People started talking putting us through our paces (again sounds like it refers to Kissate; people didn't talk about her and Joe, only the media did months later when the album was already finished and she says never to believe them anyway. Plus you have to wonder how they already knew of her secret relationship with him even before pictures had come out of them together)

29. I had a bad feeling...but we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied (they were dancing closely/kind of kissing at a 1975 concert in 2014 and someone got a video and pictures that made it into many articles starting Kissgate. You can see in pictures how upset Karlie and their friends looked walking back from the concert that night carrying a very drunk Taylor. Maybe she knew there'd be a shit storm about it the next day but didn't care and did it anyway because she was so drunk. Their hands would then have been tied metaphorically speaking and they would’ve had to do what they had to do which was to keep dating guys publicly and to stop being seen alone together)

30. I loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would decide us (as the world sometimes tries to do with gay relationships, not so much straight ones)

31. So baby can we dance, oh through an avalanche (same points as above ^)

Call it what you want:

32. My baby's fit like a daydream (I know "fit" is English slang but still, Karlie is quite physically fit - she literally ran a marathon like the day after the song came out and in the Vouge Best friends video Taylor mentions her shiny abs)

33. Walking with his head down (I realize she's not a man but being as tall as she is she does do that a lot)

34. So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to (some people say they're friends, others say they're in a romantic relationship, a lot of people think they broke up or are no longer friends and don’t even talk anymore etc.)

New Year's Day:

35. This is maybe a slight stretch but the references to a girl's party and polaroids that she often takes with her friends make me think of women and not really men, and as someone whose been to her house I can vouch that she has a lot of polaroids of her female friends; many of Karlie specifically displayed in her sitting room as well as a photo of them at Big Sur that she keeps in one of her bathrooms but not as many photos of guys who it’s hard to imagine would fit in all that well at a party like that but maybe that’s just me)

lyrics that refer to Joe:

In general:

1. The words he, him & his (and anything else masculine-sounding like the word handsome and king in reference to a current relationship. I guess this is a bunch of references but I didn’t actually count how many times she said he on the album because that would be a lot. lol):

Ready for it:

2. Younger than my exes (some of them anyway; her two most recent ones)

Don't blame me:

3. Toying with them older guys (he's younger than Calvin and Tom as is she however note that she's admitting to using them which seems like more of a reference to a bearding contract unless we're to believe she's admitting to being horrible to her exes)

Delicate:

4. never seen that color blue (his eyes are blue)

5. girls back home (they live in different counties)

So it goes:

6. wear you like a necklace (she has one with his initial on it. I’ve been told it’s a lesbian term as well but I didn’t add it to Karlie’s list as it’s not specific to her)

Gorgeous:

7. I got a boyfriend he's older than us -Sunset & vine (where his movie premiere was last October although we now know the song was written in September and interestingly enough the area is also well-known for it's gay bars)

King of my heart:

8. king of my heart (king is a male term and they have royalty in England)

9. Say you fancy me not fancy stuff (fancy is British slang for liking someone)

10. salute to me I'm your American queen (she’s American and he’s from the UK where they still have royalty)

Dress:

11. flashback when you met me your buzz cut, my hair bleached (if it's in fact true that they met at the Met Gala in 2016 that they both attended then that's a reference to the hairstyles they both had at the time though tbh the timeline doesn't really make sense for that to be true)

Call it what you want:

12. My baby's fit like a daydream (Fit is British slang for attractive and he's also physically fit)

13. Call it what you want (in reference to weather or not the relationship is real)

14. I want to wear his initial on a chain around my neck (because she wears a necklace with a J on it)

So there you go. I'm not saying you have to believe the album is about Karlie or not about Joe but there do appear to be a LOT more references to her so I'll just leave it up to you to decide what you want to believe, I just thought I'd post this to prove that there is in fact evidence to support Kaylor, it's not just a baseless conspiracy theory.

[theclassrp]

Thank you OSWIN for auditioning for our first alien OC EVIE SMITH, we love how in-depth and thorough you’ve made her and her daughter. We find the idea that she’s a Floraxian to be interesting and fun! We have decided to go with Elizabeth Henstridge and we are pleased to say that you have been accepted!

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IN-CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character desired: Evie Smith, 32; daughter: Millie Smith, 11(i realise there are a lot of smiths, i just went generic because she’s an alien so it felt right, but i’m also cool with changing it!) Sexual and Romantic orientation: pansexual/romantic, but a bit too busy hiding/keeping her daughter safe for any of that sexual/romantic nonsense. Ships: evie/chemistry Anti-Ships: evie/forced, evie/no chem Character biography/history:

- though she tries very hard to keep under the radar and away from all things rift/alien related (she really just wants to give her daughter a chance at a life she can’t have), her daughter Millie actually just started this past september at coal hill academy – the home of the very rift the mother/daughter duo snuck through – thus putting her in a position where she (and her daughter) are forced to interact with people she thinks might be involved in all the alien business. she’d considered kicking up a fuss in order to get her daughter into another school district, but she didn’t want to draw any extra attention to them – rule # 1 of being an alien refugee? keep a low profile.

- picked her current alias by doing a quick google search and picking at random a first and last name from the list of top 100 most common names in the uk. the more generic the name the better, she figured. but she hadn’t exactly counted on being surrounded by quite so many smiths when she’d chosen it. better to be boring than tracked down by the blorgon mafia, yeah?

- she is of a humanoid alien race which has a mutation gene that allows them to take on the form of whatever sentient creature that makes contact with her bare skin. she can control this power, a little bit, by slowing down the process– but so long as there is contact she will take on the physical structure of the being (conversely once contact is broken she is able to return to her natural form), though she is able to hold this mutation as long as she likes it does come with a cost – she is able to see the future of whoever’s entity she wears, and that is very rarely a good thing.

Character traits: + caring, courageous, intelligent, enthusiastic. - cautious, guarded, know it all, perfectionist. Connections:

Rory Williams: Her favourite male nurse. Rory is kind, dedicated, brilliant with children, and doesn’t ask too many questions which are… actually exactly the traits Evie looks for in a friend these days. Someone, she can enjoy a laugh with, who has no interest in prying into her personal life. So they’ll sit together in the canteen if they happen to share a lunch break, or meet up for the occasional coffee – he’ll share stories about his very ginger wife, and she’ll share anecdotes about Millie and that’s good enough, isn’t it?

Martha Jones: Evie and Martha work together in the ER, and if she’s honest she sort of looks up to Martha… in a way. She thinks she’s a brilliant and capable physician, especially considering the obsolete tech the year 2016 provides. She thinks they could actually be pretty good friends – both kind, quietly, slightly nerdy individuals. It’s just… she gets the sense that Martha knows a bit more about the rift and the resulting alien activity than she lets on. And Evie can’t afford to risk being sent back through.

Ashildr/Me: Mayor Me. The first person who greeted her when she passed through the rift, and the one who helped her get acclimated to the area. When they first arrived, Mayor Me gave them shelter on Trap street. And when Evie insisted on building a life in London (being human passing, apart from the gloves they’re forced to wear has its perks!), Me helped her find a flat and set her up with a job. All she asks is that Evie be her eyes in the hospital, and report any new arrivals to her so that she can over them the same protection Evie was given.

ORIGINAL CHARACTER INFORMATION

Face claim: 1st choice Elizabeth Henstridge, 2nd choice Chloe Bennet maybe? Pronouns and Gender: female, she/her, mutant humanoid from the future. Additional biography: - she comes from a planet that is unpronounceable by most humans, in a future most of earth’s population hasn’t even considered. a planet with no sun (it’s basically always day and everything appears to be the colour blue, this tooks some getting used to when she was first on earth), that has the most beautiful mountain range in the galaxy, and one that has been in a civil war for as long as history has been recorded by the people who live on it. two races – one with all the power and one existing only to serve, and then her kind. the mutants. half breeds. the lowest class citizens. and so naturally the leads of the rebellion.

- evie was born into a family whose outward appearance was floraxian – and so long as they always wore a pair of gloves, they were able to fit in and and reap the benefits all floraxian’s were awarded simply for being born. which was great, in theory, apart from living in fear of being caught. living as a floraxian meant more opportunities, better food, access to a better education (which is how evie was able to be trained as a physician… she’d be thankful later for such thorough training when she found herself working in a primitive earth hospital in the 21st century.)

- however evie never quite felt… right. it seemed wrong, din’t it? that she reap the rewards of a society that runs on the oppression of her own people. so in her 20′s she joined the rebellion, using her status as doctor to help. but her idealism perhaps made her a bit naive. and so she got caught in over her head – pregnant and in way too deep in the blorgon mafia. a fact that became particularly evident when her then boyfriend (and father of her child), a fellow mutant higher up in the rebellion one night drunkenly admitted that perhaps the intention of the group was not as noble as she once believed.

- with no way out, and a young child to protect she did what she had to do, and found a way out after a chance encounter with a time rift. she had no clue what would be on the side, but it seemed a brighter possibility than what the mess the were up against.

- earth provided a lot of challenges and even more new opportunities. like the opportunity to start over fresh – new identities and all. and so long as she always kept on a pair of gloves, her cover wouldn’t be blown. which was nice, wasn’t? safety at last. she does miss her family, but she knows they are safer without her around. and anyway, she’s got millie and that’s all the family she needs.

- though there is a part of her that worries her ex will find a way through the rift and come to take them back, she can’t bear the thought of it being closed permanently (monitored, certainly, but kept open). she knows she not the only being in the galaxy that’s ever needed a fresh start. and with mayor me and the trap street there’s no reason refugees from across the galaxy shouldn’t be able to find the same safe haven in london as she has. within reason, of course.

- all of that being said she does know how to protect herself. she may look very sweet and innocent on the outside (and she is both of those things, for the most part), but since coming to earth and escaping the rebellion/her ex she’s decided she never wants to feel helpless again, and so has taken some self defense classes and even knows how to carry a gun. (she does keep one in the flat in a lock box just to be safe, but it’s not loaded.)

- in her spare time she works on creating a gene suppressant. mainly for millie’s sake, something she can take (like a vitamin or a shot) to keep her powers under control and maybe offer her a real chance at a normal life. but so far she’s come up completely empty.

PARAGRAPH SAMPLE

She had a system. Finely honed over years of overachieving. She lined her open books across the table – by subject and in order of importance – she’d study one subject until she either got bored or distracted at which point she’d move on to the next. The genius part, of course, being that it prevented her from wasting time closing her books and finding her place in the new one. Efficiency is the key to good grades. As proven by her many years of excellence. Who said you couldn’t be brilliant and a Hufflepuff?

That is to say, she generally had an effective system. But that day something seemed to be going awry…

She’d just moved from Defense Against the Dark Arts and onto Potions when she realised it. Her pages were askew. She’d been meant to read Chapters four and five, but she was on seven.

“No,” Jemma asserted to herself, flipping anxiously through her very detailed planner, “No, that can’t be right I checked.” Triple checked in fact and yet….

Her eyes glanced from her to the Potions book again, now midway through the second chapter.

“Oh!” Jemma gasped in surprise, leaning forward to inspect her books. “Now that’s new. How you doing that then?” She whispered into the pages of her book, eyeing them curiously.

IN-CHARACTER QUESTIONS

1. What are your character’s last three texts sent? And to whom?

[ SMS MILLIE ] Late shift at the hospital. Dinner’s in the freezer. No chocolate until after you’ve finished your homework. [ SMS Millie ] I mean it! [ SMS Me ] There’s a situation at the hospital, I think you’d better come check it out.

What would be your character’s last three social media posts?

1. an instagram shot of an exhausted looking millie wearing a smile and scrubs. captioned: ‘Need tea in an IV bag STAT! #knackered’ 2. a new pinterest board filled with perfectly organized wardrobes (by colour, clothing articles, length etc) entitled ‘organisation goals’ 3. joined the facebook group working mums of hackney area.

What are the very first three things your character does when they get up in the morning?

she’s a very early riser. first she’ll pop on the treadmill for an early morning jaunt to get that adrenaline pumping. she’ll then set the kettle hop into the shower. she lets her tea brew whilst she dresses and sets about getting breakfast ready before waking up millie.