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astralprcjects · 3 years

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first of all, if you saw me accidentally post this when it was half done, no you didn’t <3 but anyway, i’m following the trend and throwing out some ideas for connections !! i’d love some new plots, so if any of these catch your eye pls don’t hesitate to come yell at me :))) discord is the best place to reach me ( jojo she-ra#5493 ) or tumblr ims work just fine too !!

i get very confused whether likes are just for support or if you’re interested in any plots so pls pls just dm me or drop a reply and i’ll come to you !! i’m not scary i promise just nervous like a shaky dog <3

a few important points:

mars is a lesbian, so romantic plots can only be taken up by female and non binary characters.

rosalie is bisexual and polyamorous – they have no interest in monogamy. she likes to form connections with people, and so much prefers casual flings and dating with no strings over one night stands.

both of my characters use she and they pronouns interchangeably. please don’t refer to them as women or misgender them in any way ( i’m always happy to answer any questions if you’re confused !! )

── 👻 M A R C E L I N E

extroverted friends – a lot of mars’ friends are introverts and she loves them dearly, but sometimes they just needs to be around people who match their energy !! so friends who will happily get excited with her and share their own passions in return ?? they’re extremely loyal and latch onto people quickly, so would be over the moon for that energy to be matched. ( open – all )

the non-believer – this muse doesn’t believe in ghosts or aliens or anything supernatural. so, naturally, mars has made it her life’s mission to change their mind. they have constant debates and light-hearted fights; they both enjoy trying to prove the other wrong. ( open – all )

horror movie besties – mars loves a good scary movie, but they always appreciates a familiar shoulder to hide behind. she and this character share a passion for horror movies and have regular movie nights. they always accompany each other to see the latest scary flicks in the cinema or re-runs of old classics. ( open – all )

unrequited crush – someone that mars is close friends with, who she is sure she feels more than friendship for. they respect their boundaries and will always be afraid to tell them, but can’t help but quietly pine from a far. ( open – f/enby )

requited crush – same as above, except the other person feels the same and now they’re dancing around each other ( open – f/enby )

friends who grew apart – they used to be close, mars used to tell them everything, but something pulled them apart. perhaps they both had feelings for the same person, or your character became irritated by mars’ constant pestering. mars can also get bored easily, maybe she became bored of this person too ?? or maybe mars had a crush on them and pulled away out of panic. ( open – all (f/enby only for ex-crush) )

amicable exes – they dated for a few months and it was great, but other circumstances caused them to break up. they didn’t see each other for a while, but later reunited and realised that, although they had both moved on, they still really cared for each other and struck up a strong friendship instead. now they are each other’s go-to for relationship/dating advice, since they know each other so well. ( open – f/enby )

co-workers and work connections – mostly fellow journalists, or people who work in the magazine/newspaper industry. marcie works freelance, so she works for various publications across the city and would have contacts in most places who she can call upon for favours. they would also have a string of contacts from previous articles they’ve written; perhaps she has interviewed your character or they are someone with a lot of connections themselves which she can utilise. usually at a price, of course. ( open – all )

no man is an island – mars is desperately trying to become an author, but they can’t do it alone. so anyone who works in the industry is a valuable asset – publishers, editors, fellow authors, you name it and mars probably wants their number. she can go to these people for help and advice when she faces a setback, or just wants to use their placement in the industry to try to launch her career. they are, of course, always well compensated with baked goods and cups of coffee. ( open – all )

rivals – mars can be incredibly irritating and she knows that, but she doesn’t appreciate when people are cruel or rude to her about it. this muse simply can’t stand marcie and so the feeling is mutual and they avoid each other at all costs, even if the universe sometimes has other ideas. ( open – all )

── 🌹 R O S A L I E

gossip sources – people always know people who know people and rosalie is insufferably nosey. she always wants to know everything that’s going on and can never keep her opinions to herself. as such, she is an excellent person to go for if you need to rant or want impartial advice, just as long as you remember to tell her not to spread the news beforehand. otherwise the entire borough of queens might know your business by lunchtime. ( open – all )

college friends – rosalie studied at nyu from 2012 to 2016, so could have crossed paths with all kinds of people during this time !! maybe they’ve stayed in touch ever since, maybe they lost track of each other once their lives divulged but now have an opportunity to reconnect ?? ( open – all )

makeover victims – rosalie loves all things beauty (makeup, hair, nails, fashion, the full works) and, even more than that, loves experimenting on other people. these characters are her canvas; whether they have an event they’re attending, or are off on a date, or even just fancy an afternoon of being pampered, rosalie will always be at their doorstep with a fully equipped makeup kit if they just say the word. ( open – all )

practically cousins – rosa’s family is huge and they are well known for inviting anyone and everyone over for dinner, especially if those people don’t have family of their own or are far away from home. rosalie’s friends are considered family and are welcome in their home. ( open – all )

friends of her family – the above courtesy is of course extended to their family member’s friends. perhaps this muse is close to one of rosalie’s siblings, but doesn’t get along with rosa at all. the two try to get along over the dinner table (mostly to avoid her abuela’s wrath), but outside of that they bicker relentlessly and can’t seem to ever see eye to eye. ( open – all )

rivals – rosalie is an insufferable gossip who can’t keep their mouth shut unless they were sworn to secrecy. maybe she spilled a secret of your muse’s by accident and they have never forgiven her for it ?? she’s not spiteful and is very openminded so it would be something she thought was harmless or common knowledge, which also means she doesn’t really accept that she did anything wrong. ( open – all )

heartbroken – their dating life is a mess and they tend to pull away if things get too serious, so she’s likely to have a string of people who have been hurt by her distancing herself from them. maybe there was a miscommunication and rosalie thought they were only hooking up but the other thought they were dating ?? or maybe they were something more serious, but rosalie broke it off when it got too real ?? there are lots of options to play with !! ( open – all )

casual hookups – because she doesn’t want to get attached, rosalie has multiple casual partners. neither party wants anything more serious, but it is fun to hook up with each other and go out on dates without any of the strings that usually comes with that. if we want the d r a m a, perhaps your muse actually does want more, but rosalie is scared to commit. ( open – all )

industry friends – actors, directors, screenplay writers etc. the entertainment industry is a tangled mess of egos, but when you make friends you keep them close. these are people rosalie can run lines with, they tell each other about auditions and support each other through the madness that is the career path they’ve both chosen. rosalie is never afraid to speak her mind, so she is always someone that can be relied upon for constructive, impartial advice. ( open – all )

#( always down for brainstorming !! these are just to get the ball rolling and some ideas of what i'm looking for #if you have any ideas for other plots or things you want to do that marcie or rosa could be used for hit me uP i'm probably gonna be into it #especially if it hurts them <3 )

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alovevigilante · 3 years

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(This monologue can be performed with a normal breathing pattern, cause the message is important and should be emphasized accordingly.)

When I was younger I didn’t know from a gay person. I went to a small school, where that wasn’t mentioned. It wasn’t a part of the curriculum in schools in the 80s as it is now. So, when I heard the word, “gay” being used in society it had an entirely different definition from the meaning it takes on today. When I used to use the word “gay” when I was a kid in sentences back in the day to communicate, it was usually to say that something was “uncool”. But that’s grade school for ya. That’s why you’re there when you’re younger, to learn better.

But now at 46, out of school for many years, and after having witnessed, and after getting to know people who define themselves, and identify as “gay” I realize that they are some of the coolest people on this planet. And “gay”, in my new definition, is very very very very (meaning emphasis on very) cool. Cause gay is colorful, all colors, and vibrant. Gay is bright, and fierce. Gay is creative, and brave. And gay is a term to explain certain people’s authenticity; showing themselves to the world honestly, and not afraid to profess and show their love openly.

Being gay is not the issue. The issue is recognizing that all people, no matter who they choose to love, are of LOVE, AND Love is where it’s at! It, in this case, its the feeling of belonging, sharing joy, experiencing happiness. It’s world peace first starting from your internal, individual worldview, and then the world around you. But it starts by leaving the judgement at the door. Because the person that feels the judgement first, is you. And others feel it, if they choose to allow it to affect them. If you don’t like something, and it’s not for you, then don’t do it. We will all be happier by allowing everyone the opportunity to be themselves too, without condemnation, and dipping in others business which isn’t our own. Being responsible for how you feel if we want to stay happy, should be our primary goal. And that’s a big enough job without getting into other people’s lives.

I also forgot to mention, that if you’re at the point in this monologue where you’re not only judging the gays, but you’re judging me for loving and supporting the gays because we’re all human and made of love, please feel free to include yourself in that love. It will help to lift your spirits if you do. Cause when we judge others, we all feel the exclusion. And feeling excluded doesn’t feel good. So please don’t choose a life without love. Choose a more inclusive mindset. Ok? I’ll answer that. Yes it IS ok!

I’m not ok with judgements or hate, cause it hurts the whole of us as a human race. Cause we are all fundamentally the same. Take biology 101 for example. Like the late astronomer, planetary scientist, cosmologist, astrophysicist, astrobiologist, author, and science communicator, Carl Sagan used to say, “we are all made of star stuff.” But the point is, the SAME stuff! Water, skin, muscle, bone and organs… But listen, all science aside, we all have a fundamental need to feel loved, and to belong, no matter how much we fight it sometimes.

Internalizing love, and acting on that inspiration toward all people is needed to change the world in a positive way. And I’M DOWN wIth THAT!!!!!

(Please emphasize the word, “THAT”... say it fast in one syllable, and also, that’s why the “with” in the last sentence, is tiny...)

Let me repeat, I AM DOWN, MEANING in FULL SUPPORT of, the LOVE, and of the GAY NATION because gay people are a part of the whole of who we are as a human race! And no matter how hard one may try, no person is excluded from that. So make it a loving experience.

(Ok, back to a more neutral energy, and for me, that’s not saying much)

So, fellow humans, I’m now also coming out of the closet, to say, that I am extremely JEALOUS in a great way of the gays! (Including the lesbians, cause they’re also under that umbrella term) Because I think they’re AWESOME, and I support them 100%, and I strive to be as cool as they are!!!! Ok?!?! Yeah! It is!!!! So there!!!!! And also, because I love them dearly... 🙈🤷‍♀️💕☺️🥰

*For those of you who read all the way through to judge and rip on my writing, you clearly have missed the point entirely. I chose being gay as a group to use as an example in this case, but sub in any race, and creed, and gender or any group that has been discriminated against at one time or another throughout the history of humanity, and you can get the same result. (Although they are a part of the whole of humanity, hate groups are excluded in this case because, because A. They have excluded themselves with their fear-based, loveless choice of behavior by treating all people as the enemy, and also because some people refuse to sway from their hardened beliefs and B. I’m focusing solely on groups that embrace a loving energy, and don’t wish to harm others.) We are all human. We have all experienced things that have alienated us, and make us feel excluded, no matter how accepted we seem to be outwardly. And we miss out on a lot of wonderful people by excluding them due to our own judgements.

My point of all this writing? To unite people, in human emotions, by my deliberate choice of energy. My message is clear, if you choose to be open enough to glean it. But for those who aren’t, here’s the deal: yes, I am fully aware that my writing isn’t normal. The tactics I use, are unorthodox because it’s a way to get everyone reading on the same side. I’m over separation.

I experiment to try to figure out ways to eradicate the loveless energy. I guess I’m starting to realize that I can’t do it alone. So, some say “choose love”. “Love matters” “Inclusion matters” and it does. But unless we make a conscious effort to change the way we approach our societal norms i.e. comedy, music, entertainment in general, commercialism, big business, government, how we treat one another in our daily lives, and the treatment we accept from others and ourselves, nothing will. The sooner we can internalize that, the better. I guess that’s why I feel that starting with changing myself is the best way to it. You see, I mention all of those things, because they have the biggest platform to influence people. They also have the ability to persuade. If that isn’t utilized for a positive result for all people, we get what we essentially have now; an uneven exchange. And life isn’t fair? That shit, is old school mentality. Life can be anything we want it to be. And that’s the truth. We just have to decide to adjust it.

It’s not easy for me to fully accept myself for some reason. I’m having great difficulty sometimes maintaining a loving outlook. When I judge myself like this. I feel like there must be something fundamentally wrong with me. But there isn’t. We all feel this way from time to time. What I think about me, is what I need to focus on. Because what I feel about everything, comes from that very place. I act according to how I feel. Point blank. When I’m not consciously trying to think differently, cause I’ve been conditioned by myself to think in a fearful way, I also get just as wrapped up in the upset of the outside world as everyone else does, and I feel that life is insurmountable, and that nothing can change from how I’m seeing it at that moment in time. It takes a change in my thinking, my perception, the union of me now, not me from the past focusing on what was and how I didn’t enjoy the experience. It will take the union of me changing my mind about what I observe to make the change. I can’t hold onto the past hurts, and expect a positive change in result of my now or my future. All I can do, is redefine my past, and lose the loveless energy. That will be enough to keep me busy for quite some time.

That’s why I write. I write to cheer myself up. I write to amuse myself. I write to clear out the cobwebs of my past I have in my head, and try to accept where I am now. I write to move myself forward in a peaceful and loving existence. I write to feel better, period. Doesn’t always work. Sometimes I find that being a loving person isn’t the easiest choice, especially when you’re living in your head in past hurts. So, all of this experimentation i do with my own energy is a process that I’m willing to share with whom ever, whatever the consensus may be. My love for me and the love I have for all people is growing, and with it so is my recognition of the dissonance that is us as a human race. That is also being highlighted intensely.

I guess my point is, I understand fully that the change can’t come from just one person to affect the whole. Well, essentially it could, but it’s unlikely due to our vast majority of differences. But, if I change and affect the people in my life positively, that chain reaction could be like a pandemic of love, instead of disease. We can all affect one another, and be infected, by the love virus. Let’s choose to laugh together more often, let’s be together in love as we feel comfortable doing so, let’s stop all the things that aren’t loving to ourselves and others. Let’s decide both individually and together. Let’s choose to “be the change we want to see in the world.” (mahatma gandhi.) And let’s “be the ones to make it different.” (Me, Kari Keillor)

(Please sub the energy of pandemic and fear for the energy of love traveling the world and affecting it positively.)

“so it goes.” -Kurt Vonnegut.

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imagine-jjba · 5 years

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Hcs of Jolyene with,,,a soft fem s/o please,, im just a dumb lesbian

jolyne x soft fem!s/o

you can’t make me not answer this. as a fellow lesbian, jolyne makes me so soft. i’m very okay with doing soft fem s/o with jolyne as i too want to marry that beautiful girl. here’s some soft headcanons for you and her! though, i’m not really sure if you wanted anything specific, but here we go. i hope you enjoy!

@crackheadcath

assuming that the ending of part six turned out differently and you and jolyne are now happily together with the threat of pucci gone, you spend so much time together! she really loves you and makes sure you know that in the most intimate of ways.

when you’re physically together, she’ll always let you cuddle up to her and sit in her lap, if you’re comfortable with it. if not, she’ll hold your hand. she wants at least some form of physical contact. you both barely survived the incident, so now she just wants to feel your body heat and your heart pumping. subconsciously, she wants to make sure that you’re alive.

you do pratically everything together as well. shopping for clothes? jolyne’s right there to tell you which ones she thinks would suit you best. she personally likes loose-fitting dresses on you, in rose situations. she’ll also get some outfits for herself and you give her your opinions on it. though, when you head into the underwear section, she’ll probably try to find something cute and sexy for you to wear. you’re adults, after all, so it’s not too uncomfortable. though, it is embarrassing when she whispers in your ear about how cute you’d look with those on for her. she just likes teasing you, though. if you ever get uncomfortable with it, she’ll stop and be serious about it.

you two have also shortly moved in together after the events of stone ocean. living a small apartment, you both find yourselves to be very contempt. even with a criminal background, jolyne somehow manages to get into college. she’s planning on getting a degree for entomology. you help her with her studies and make sure that she’s not too stressed out about it. if you’re in college as well, she makes sure to do the same for you.

you both really love cuddling, so on nights where you can both just watch TV and cuddle, jolyne makes some popcorn while you get the blankets. when you’re cuddling together, she’ll pull you close and wrap her arm around you, snuggling your side. if she’s feeling particularly snuggly, she’ll comb her hands through your hair and tell you how gorgeous you are. she loves you dearly, even if sometimes she isn’t the best at expressing it.

you find comfort in each other as well. when she’s feeling upset about something, she’ll ask to talk to you about it. she’s not the best at talking about her feelings, particularly about the missing father figure in her life, but when she’s feeling really upset about it, she’ll try her best to put it into words and help you understand what she needs in that moment. she trusts you to do the same as well. if you’re having issues and she can see it on your face, she’ll ask you if you need to talk. she wants you to trust her with hearing your feelings.

dates together are always fun! you show a decent amount of PDA, jolyne doesn’t mind it. she’ll respect your boundaries if you have an issue with it, though. she also trusts that you’ll do the same if she’s not feeling the “PDA vibes” that day. you’re both very trusting and caring for each other!

her usual nicknames for you are “babe/baby!” it’s her usual go to, but if you have any sort of weird nicknames that reference to something that only the two of you know, she’ll definitely call you that as well.

your entire friend group knows you’re a couple as well. hermes doesn’t mind that you two show some PDA, but she’d rather not have it around her. foo fighters is always gushing over at how cute you two are together, even if you’re doing something simple as greeting each other with a kiss. weather report doesn’t really mind the PDA from you two either. he finds it cute sometimes and will mention it once or twice, particularly if you two are doing something awkward for anyone else to be doing. you both don’t really care about how awkward you look. it’s a bit awkward with anasui, however. after all, they broke up a while ago. you don’t do as much PDA around him, but you know that after some time, he’s probably gotten over jolyne.

now, with jolyne’s family? you’re nervous on being introduced to them. sure, you’ve met mr. kujo before, but never introduced as jolyne’s girlfriend. he’s tough and intimidating, in your eyes. you don’t want him to be too mad at you, or not trust you. when she introduces you to her family as your girlfriend, you start talking to him. it seems that he’s a bit wary of you two dating, but he doesn’t dislike you as much as he disliked anasui. maybe it’s because he knows more about you? who knows. jolyne’s mother is very fond of you and likes to talk to you, just getting to know the people that are important to her daughter is good enough for her! jolyne’s very proud to show off her girlfriend to her parents.

sometimes, at home, you dance together to new songs on the radio. jolyne likes hearing your singing voice, so she always encourages you to sing while you two spin around in circles until you inevitably fall down. you laugh, kiss on the floor, before getting up and repeating the entire thing all over again. it’s really sweet, honestly.

when you think about jolyne, you often wonder what your life would be like without her. after all, she practically spoils you with love and attention now, you don’t know what you’d be doing now. maybe you’d still be in jail? who knows. all you know is that your life would be significantly boring if she weren’t around you all the time. you make sure to tell her as much.

she’s the type to also tease you a lot. when you say you love her, she’ll pretend you’re confessing your feelings to her for the first time all over again, even if you’ve been together for a long while. she’ll give you puppy-dog eyes and say: “awe, babe! you’re confessing?”

“we’ve been dating for like— 4 years, jojo.”

“babe!!! that’s so cute, you had a crush on me...”

“i still have a crush on you.” but it’s very cute and silly regardless.

she loves to kiss your face a lot, anywhere that’s visible on your face, she’ll kiss it. your face is not safe from her love. she loves kissing your cheeks and the bridge of your nose, but the place she likes to kiss the most is your lips, of course. she really loves to spoil you with all the love in the world.

#jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jjba #jojos #jojo #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo kimyou na bouken #jolyne cujoh x reader #jolyne cujoh #imagines #x readers

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kaz3313 · 5 years

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Y'all I'm doing a Good Omens Fic Rec. This is all for Ao3 but I'll do one for Tumblr Too 💕 [if you cant find any of these PM me for links!]

"Once More, with Pharaohs" by Duinemerwen

Completed, Multi Chapter, Historical Fic, Ancient Egypt, and Ground Hog Day esk [time loops]! I'll be honest I'm still reading it at the moment but it's a perfect balance of angst and humor 💕

"Love, Your Found Adversary" by Slow_Burn_Sally

Completed, Oneshot; Letters throughout the years

"All Tied Up" by Slow_Burn_Sally

Completed, Oneshot, humor, implied NSFW but nothing overly graphic; Short but gives you a good laugh!

"The Silence of the Flies" by gypsyweaver

WIP, Multichapter, Human & Seriel Killer AU; Currently freaking out because it Updated and I havent read the newest chapter(s)!!

[gypsyweaver has many fics and I can't list all of them (otherwise it'd be most of the list) so please check em out!!]

"Living Proof" by theinkwell33

Oneshot, Completed, Humor; absolute delight with humorous misunderstanding that lasts several thousand years!

"If Not Now, When" by ineffablefool

Multichapter, Completed Human Au; A mostly fluffy fic (there are serious parts but for the majority of it), human Au! This includes Bi/Pan/Lesbian (I'm so sorry! I cant rember if it was specified!) Anathema, Trans&Bi&Ace Crowley, lots of other Lgbt+ but I don't want to give it all away! Has lots of fat postivity!

"That Guy Sure Looks Like Plantfood To Me" by MovesLikeBucky @moveslikebucky

Oneshot, Completed, Horror, Angst; This is an absolute delight, takes inspiration from Little Shop of Horrors and truly uses that "Horrors" aspect!

[Check out Bucky's other Fics as well! She's a wonderful writer and while I havent caught up on all her fics the ones I've read/parts I've read are amazing]

"All's Fair in Love and Serial Killing" by WyvernQuill

Completed, Oneshot, Human & Serial Killer AU; what orginally got me into serial killer aus, a page turning (or, page scrolling) edge of my seat kind of fic. Happy ending! Which is always nice to see!

"A Burn Worse the Whisky" by Cayran

Completed, Multichapter, Angst with a happy ending. Took my heart and swung it around. Happy ending, though!

"dearly departed" by attheborder

Multichapter, Complted, Humor (little angst peaking through); A discorporation from a car crash leads Aziraphale to find out that him and Crowley are married by law. Meanwhile, Crowley is trying to get out of Hell as quick as possible, and a fellow demon becomes an ally. Very good, and very funny!

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ask to tag #fic rec #fic rec list #please reblog!

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liesofthelonely · 5 years

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( AMY ADAMS. FORTY FIVE. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER. ) in texas, JACQUELINE WELLS is more commonly known as JACKIE. they’ve been living in newton for FORTY FIVE YEARS and currently AN AUTO BODY SHOP OWNER. some say they are REALISTIC & A WORKAHOLIC but i’m more inclined to believe those that say they’re SELFLESS & RELIABLE. if you walk by their house, you can sometimes hear DROPS OF JUPITER by TRAIN playing from their window. ( sunflower seeds, helix piercings, overalls, marc jacobs daisy perfume & gasping for air after a swim. )

hi there, the name is quinn & i die for this roleplay’s plot, as a motorbike lesbian wannabe this is so perfect, bless the admins for this ! also i have to say i very much suck at writing intros but here goes nothing heh. & not to forget my love leah who has brought me here !

jonathan & jennifer were blessed with not just one baby in 1974, but unexpectedly two. the discovery turned out to be dizygotic twins consisting of one boy and one girl & the wells couldn’t be more proud. like old fashioned / traditional parents, they had one of each gender and both a never expressed secret favorite by nature.

the wells kept up the tradition of naming their children starting with a ‘j’, jackson being named after jonathan’s father jaxson, the girl named jacqueline, not to be confused by or shortened to jac or any of that ‘nonsense’, they were old fashioned after all.

skip jump to their high school experience; jonathan was a busy ceo who was almost never home though he dearly loved his children which he expressed through taking them on trips all over the country and even internationally ! jennifer was an interior designer, a career she put on hold raising the kids, but when they both got sent off to school, she picked it right back up.

like the ultimate high school cliche, jacqueline became head cheerleader whilst her brother jackson achieved the quarterback position with ease & long story short; the wells were easily the talk of every single day they roamed the halls. not to forget their parents were huge sponsors, too. each wells twin with their own clique, almost owning the school itself with how much power they had.

however they weren’t exactly the nicest people, they did try to please their parents every day, get a+ grades and spent their summers volunteering in third world countries in order to best their resumes. out of all relationships jacqueline had, the one she had with her brother was the best. they understood each other better than anyone else did, not even their parents came close to how much love they had for each other. when crashing parties, they always arrived & left together, it was as simple as that. they had each others backs. they were watertight, nothing less.

so, yes you might feel it coming, when jacqueline turned 21 and spent the perfect birthday dinner with her family, she flew that same night over to california to spend one of her last summers as a student at a friend’s villa. partying her ass off, expanding horizons sexually and swimming in her massive pool, completely losing track of time, it was her friend who found out about the heartbreaking news. the wells residence had gone up in flames overnight, a gas leak the police stated in the papers. which left jacqueline with the inheritance and no close family left.

it was something jacqueline never processed fully, til this day she still believes she’s living in some sort of fucked up dream. or nightmare, rather. there’s lots of times she just zones out, thinking of her family. she most definitely changed personality wise, going from stuck up bitch extrovert to easy-going introvert who’s very reliable but doesn’t talk about the past. any talk about her family is either dismissed or easily changed in subject.

in honor of her father and jackson’s wishes, she chased their dream instead of her own. she stayed in town instead of fleeing it, leaving her fantasies as a lawyer like she always hoped to become, she bought land with the inheritance’s money and built an auto body shop. as the business was under construction, jacqueline used her status and the family’s money to teach herself everything that was to know about cars, motorbikes, any alike vehicle & keeping a business that was to be taught by fellow owners/mechanics of auto body shops.

over time her name changed from jacqueline to jackie, making it both easier for fellow residents & making her feel closer to her deceased brother. she’s changed the business’ name multiple times but eventually stuck with ‘jackie’s all’s well’.

she’s also very open to any customer, resident of newton or not, all is welcome or rather ... all is well haaa. but in all seriousness, she’s not picky and would love to help anyone. but also in my defense, i don’t know shit about cars so pls don’t come @ me. that’s all for now !

#rideintro.#&&. intro

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geek-and-nerd-are-not-the-same · 6 years

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Magic as a metaphor for queerness in Merlin..

The kingdom doesn’t outright hate it, but many fear those who use it.

All the magical individuals have some characteristics that make them not so heteronormative. Merlin is lowkey gay if not pan considering how often he checks out dudes and obviously would die for his Arthur. But he does get interested by woman, the way he did for “Kara.” Morgana likes Arthur, but like a brother. She seems to show more interest in Gwen imo, but I also get lots of ace vibes from her. And especially considering her relationship with uther, I think that may play a big role in how her sexuality has developed. He’s raised her since she was 10, but looks at her and treats her as if she was a future spouse (well, more like concubine..) She in turn loves him but doesn’t, and seems very uninterested in physical relationships. But she’s very close to Gwen, and especially touchy feels with her (but obvi in a non predatory/creepy way. She seems to show affection with physical touch. Anyhow) Nehm... the hot priestess of the old religion. (No clue how to spell her name though >.<) She was a total lesbian queen. Like god, I would bow to her in a heartbeat she was such an bamf. Sad she died, but made sense for the story.

Ooh!! Another thing. Families happen and all, but the families that are really close are the families who accept each other. Whether that’s complete acceptance and love like Merlin’s mama had for her baby, or like the familial ties the magical people make with one another, that kind of relates to like how queer people who have been kicked out/disowned by their families make their own families with those who accept and actually love them. Take gaius for instance. His family is never shown (maybe bc he’s so old and under the king’s service, maybe he couldn’t maintain his family connections. But) it also feels like he had to make his own family. He can relate to the closeted people bc he, like me, has to his keep parts of himself from those he cares about dearly so they won’t hate or not trust him. Would my family know I’m queer, then I wouldn’t be able to have the relationships I have with my sisters, and I would lose the relationship I have with my parents. Uther is like my parents: he’s misguided bc of something he doesn’t understand and trying to think of the safety for ALL his kingdom, yet he ends up hurting them. Especially the ones he most loves. He forced gaius to betray his fellow magical brethren, all while thinking gaius agreed and that he was doing good. But he hurts his people, and constantly cuts at gaius. Like when the not Voldemort was defeated, uther took this as proof that all sorcerers were evil and for more reason, he had to go and destroy/kill them all. Gaius is a loyal and close friend to him. Merlin has saved his son time and time again. But if he knew they had magic, he would kill them immediately. In my family, my mom makes hurtful comments about queer individuals bc of her faith in Christianity, never realizing how much it hurts me at times. She definitely knows when it angers me though bc I always get into arguements with her about it. I don’t think I’d ever openly admit I’m queer to her bc I don’t want to lose my sisters, or the relationship I have with her (no matter how closed off I may have to keep it these days). I love her, and I don’t want to lose her or her trust. Likewise, gaius loves and cares for uther, and so he will not risk betraying his true identity of a warlock/sorcerer to him.

I’m trying to think in regards to other “good” magical people, but almost all instances of magic are from bad guys trying to get revenge unless it’s Merlin using magic for the sake of someone else. But again, when he uses his magic, it’s for people he cares about. And magic is very closely tied to Love it seems. The very first episode even seemed to support that since the woman came to get revenge for her son, whom uther had executed. The beetle magic man who managed to kick gaius out did it bc of love and revenge for his murdered family. All magical creatures and individuals want a Camelot where magic can come back, and no one will be persecuted for it. Some of them are going about it in totally wrong ways, but you can’t really petition or talk a tyrant out of being a dick so I get it.

But especially considering how coded Arthur and Merlin’s relationship is, and how it’s emphasized over and over again that only once Arthur is king will there be able to be a Camelot of justice and equality for everyone, I can’t help see magic as a metaphor for queerness.

But I’m barely in the first few episodes of s2, and still have ways to go. I don’t know if my theory will stand up. (Or if this is an old thought that has already been dissected to each individual cell long ago. Sorry if I’m just throwing old water back into the well.) anyways, back to Merlin!

#merlin bbc #bbc merlin #merlin #queer theory #analysis

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thesummonerofaskr · 7 years

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Salt 2: Tharja

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Oh Tharja. How I hate thee. Let me count the ways. I was ready to do a rant upon this character back during the Enduring Love gauntlet after she won, the only character to take two wins after multiple gauntlets and prove that people absolutely enjoy psychopaths more then they love to admit. And I mean... I like psychopathic characters to a degree as well. I’m just more aware that if half of these characters I like were real, they would deserve to die in horrible, painful manners. But Tharja... Tharja doesn’t click with me. I don’t find her entertaining. Still, I decided not to do the rant then because I figured it would prove nothing. She took her second win and surely wouldn’t be in another gauntlet for a while, right?

Well now we have Winter Vs. New Years. And since as with any gauntlets they do internal eliminations first, we already have a million people predicting that the final match will come down to Winter!Tharja vs. NewYears!Camilla. And needless to say, while I am loathe to admit it, I do understand the anger and frustration that comes from the fact that the reason these two characters are so popular has less to do with personality and more to do with their physical assets. Because a lot of people who play this game consist of two groups, those groups being prepubescent straight men and prepubescent lesbians who see big tits and immediately rate that character high because “daaaaaaaaaaaaaaayum!” Meanwhile Faye from Shadows of Valentia has a similar personality with a more modest character design, yet notice how many people despise her because she isn’t built like a supermodel. A good number of these people who hate also like Tharja and/or Camilla. You wanna talk about double standards?

Now to be fair I know there are reasons to like Tharja. I like Camilla. And Faye, while cute, doesn’t get a lot of writing outside of her obsession for Alm. But if I had to take any of these girls in real life, it would definitely be Faye because she’s not ready to murder Celica for her man. That being said, though, why do I hate Tharja personally? I like Camilla. I like Henry. I even like Peri. It doesn’t get more problematic then Xander’s literal problematic servant. What’s my beef with Tharja?

Well for starters her personality doesn’t appeal to me. Tharja is dark and broody. She intentionally acts this way because she doesn’t care for social contact and because she feels it is the way a harbinger of death, destruction, and doom is meant to act, heavily contrasted with her fellow Dark Mage in Awakening in Henry whom is upbeat, cheerful, and has a bad joke or pun at the ready even while committing horrible acts of atrocity. Both are morally bankrupt as far as ethics go, but who sounds like the more entertaining character out of the two? Camilla may be as obsessive as Tharja, but she’s also got more charm in her unbridled and unquestionable love for her family as well as her adoration for children and animals. Tharja’s just kinda... dull to me. She’s either dull or scheming. All of her good acts feel forced because it doesn’t seem like the character she is. It’s similar to Peri’s support with Odin. Most of her supports involve her being heavily problematic and being scolded for her practical murder fetish, yet when Odin does it, she’s apparently leading a group designed to rehabilitate the disorderly such as her. I love Peri for being more entertaining, but she’s a psychotic bratty womanchild! Where the fuck did that come from?! But for Tharja, that’s nearly every support she has. The only one where you could see her being that nice is with her stalker crush Robin. Speaking of which...

My second gripe is that it’s never explained why exactly she’s obsessed with Robin. Nor is there any real way to headcanon it either. I once posited it might have something to do with Grima, but was then reminded that Tharja is willing to destroy Grima for Robin, meaning she cares for the man more then the dragon. So why is that so? I don’t know. Nobody does. Compare that to her expy in Fates, Rhajat. Corrin saves Rhajat when she’s a little girl from a life-ending experience. Then they save her again during the Faceless rampage. Rhajat was already smitten the first time, but the second time around sealed her obsession for Corrin. Camilla’s obsession? As she explains in her support with Niles (another popular character whom I despise, go figure), she saw Corrin as a scared, lonely child who now had the entire world against them as a Hoshidan in Nohr. During the Concubine Wars, she was a living weapon against her half-siblings, unloved by her own mother and hunted by her other family until the bloodshed ended and she was able to live peacefully with Xander, Leo, and Elise. She doesn’t want Corrin to feel as alone as she did and so she utterly smothers them with affection. She knows that her other three siblings can handle themselves since they also lived through those bloody times, but Corrin is this sweet, naive person who can’t even murder Hoshidan prisoners on King Garon’s orders. Clearly they need more affection and more time to grow in Camilla’s eyes. Faye doesn’t have as much writing either, but there’s at least enough to headcanon why she’s obsessed with Alm. She might’ve had a regular old crush on Alm as a child, but then Slayde comes to Ram Village ready to kill Kliff, Gray, and Tobin as well as her, though it’s implied in his dialogue and the dialogue of his men that she was also considered a target for rape! Because God knows the women can’t be spared in pre-Tellius Fire Emblem stories.That would naturally be a very traumatic experience that was delayed long enough for Mycen to come save them by Alm acting like this brave hero, charging out and punching Slayde in the face despite the fact that it would’ve cost both him and Celica dearly if Mycen didn’t show when he did. Psychologically speaking, Faye could very well see Alm as an anchoring point, something comforting to her now scarred psyche, and thus that dependency manifested itself into an obsessive desire that causes her to become more and more unhinged when she goes into battle alongside Alm and the others in the name of the Deliverance. But if I keep going on about how much I like Faye and how much I wish she’d gotten more development, we’ll lose the topic completely, so onto the final reason I hate Tharja.

You know what all of these characters I like do that Tharja doesn’t? They respect their children. Camilla loves children. Faye doesn’t have children as far as I know, but I imagine she would love them even if she does disappear for days on end because of that mangled psyche of her’s. Henry and Peri both end up surprisingly good parents despite their usual disturbing behavior. Even Niles, whom I stated above I do not like, is a good father... well as good as a Fates parent can be. Tharja, however? Tharja openly experiments with magic on her daughter. And here’s the thing. We’re not counting the Tharja in the future who went mad with grief and started experimenting on Noire to “make her stronger” or whatever. In Noire’s support with her father, she’s come down with a runny nose and it’s Tharja who cursed her with it. Progressing further reveals that he tried to get her to undo the hex only for her to move it to him as well. Noire gets upset because that was how it was even in the future and thus it seemed to her that nothing was changing, so by their A-Support, her father goes balls to the wall and takes all of Tharja’s cursing implements, which makes Tharja chase him around violently and this... lifts Noire’s spirits because it’s different. I’ve seen people try to defend this by saying “it’ll make Noire stronger,” but that is often used as an excuse by abusers to defend what they do to their children in real life. It hits too close to home and I find it absolutely disgusting that this is used by some of her fans to excuse her actions. A few others have mentioned it should be taken as goofy, but again this is a character who seemingly values tradition over mischief. I doubt that she meant her anger to be taken as if in jest. So as far as I’m concerned, she did it because she knew she could, because she knew Noire had taken it before, and because she figured Noire made an easy guinea pig, making her a shitty mother and a disgusting human being.

I can forgive a psychotic personality in fiction. I can forgive obsessiveness. I can forgive violence, especially since I can be quite an aggressive person myself. I can forgive a lot of things in fiction as long as the characters are entertaining. I don’t expect to make people like Peri or Camilla if they hate them. If either of those two were real, I imagine the former would need to be put to death immediately and the latter put in a psyche ward at least if not put to death as well. But Tharja isn’t just dull, uninteresting, and morally bankrupt. She also represents how disgusting some people will get in order to defend her. You can tell me how disgusting I am for liking Peri because “I’m woobifying a serial murderer,” even though I haven’t called her anything short of disturbed and monstrous, but I won’t try to turn around and convince you that it’s not her fault since her father raised her to kill people and encouraged her as a child to murder her butlers and maids since it made her happy. He should be put to death too, sure, but Peri is far too broken to realistically save and only Fates’ stock writing could even hope to try. I’m not gonna tell you to dislike Tharja if you’re reading this and like her. I only hope you have proper reasons to like her whilst accepting that she isn’t a hero, she isn’t a nice person, and she isn’t morally just in her actions.

Or you could like her because she has big tits, I guess. Seems to be the go-to reason for Tharja/Camilla fans.

#ooc #michele rants #character hate #not gonna tag the character's name #but it is in the title #sorry to all the fans if it shows up regardless

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dorothyliker420 · 7 years

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huuhhoOh my GOD slrprfrsrfl(more lip licking noises)ooooh my GOd whoaoaohah. *huffing* a completeed chorus 2! HOLY SHIT oh my gohd

(silky made me this image as per request ily silky)

WELL HERE WE GO!!!!!!! A COMPLETED CHORUS CHAPTER 2!!!!!!!! CLOCKING IN AT 20,588 FUCKING WORDS AND 45 PAGES IN GOOGLE DOCS! lets see how many bs words I can add to that count am I right ladies

because of, I dont know, any italicization or bolding in the text itself was lost when I copy/pasted it to here so I guess the Experience isnt as Deep BUT ITS ALL GOOD ANYWAY because only I get to type in bold. thats how you know its me and not a rabble, but I also italicized lines that I really wanted to talk about

ill put all the Canon Real Text in an indent tho happy reading,

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The new canon is that in between those dashes is a really terrible swear word that the author censored with asterisks. only he knows it and he’ll unleash it when you criticize his fic

Pacing quickly around her room in a long, frustrated circle, Lisette’s worries were quickly drawing to a boiling point.

lisette’s circles make me long and frustrated am I right fellow dudes

Typically, she was a very easy-going person, the kind of girl who’d shrug off most concerns and instead focus on keeping a positive outlook. However, after spending her entire morning going through the motions, feeling trapped in a listless, uneasy funk, even she couldn’t help but be affected. It was almost noon already and still she couldn’t move her thoughts past yesterday’s tea party, to the look she’d seen weathered across Alto’s face.

Lisette is right to be threatened and uneasy. this is like the scene in the opening where the village is getting crystallized and its too late for rosa and shes like SAVE YOURSELF except instead its sexification

She hadn’t had the courage to say anything at the time, but it had haunted her thoughts ever since. Making it worse, when she’d attempted to find her mother to ask her for her advice, she hadn’t been able to find her anywhere, so she’d wound up simply spending the previous night with Marie.

the ghosts of the last chapter vaguely implying alto is too horney to sleep in the same bed as marie have returned and im frightened

“He’s… he’s still on edge, isn’t he?”

It wasn’t right. The fighting was over and peace had been won, but even when he should have been relaxing with his friends, Alto was still wearing the same guarded, strained expression. It was the same heart-breaking look she’d seen from her friend all throughout their battles, at all the times she’d stood at his die, watching him make the most difficult decisions of his life.

STOOD AT HIS DIE

She didn’t think any of the others had noticed. Perhaps she was the only one that would even be able to recognise the difference, after all, she was the only one who’d known him before all this. Back in Mithra he hadn’t been anything like that, he’d smiled freely and his gaze had was always carefree, to the point of being cheeky. Their entire lives had changed ever since she became a Witch and he followed to become her Knight… but she’d always hoped all this time that it could still return to how it was when everything was finally over.

“No,” she corrected herself, her body sagging with a deep sigh. There wasn’t any point lying to herself about this, “I’m not that naïve, I always knew it wouldn’t be that easy…”

“gee” said lisette out loud to herself with no one else around, “I am lisette from the video game stella glow. I am five foot four and my blood type is

Because, she knew Alto. And she knew, for him, that it had never been about the battles. He didn’t fear fighting, he would recklessly throw himself into danger without even a second’s thought if it meant he could help someone. As she’d told him so many times, his overwhelming compassion was both his best and worst trait. He was courageous to the point of stupidity, all he cared about was protecting the people important to him, keeping the people he loved safe and happy, as best he could. That was all the fighting had ever meant to him. And that was why she’d always known it couldn’t possibly be that easy for him.

im giving this alto analysis a 2 alto is a liberal degenerate who really loves hunting and also u dont know anything about him jl “AWOOOGAA” davenport if u tell me about him again ill kill you

Crying out in annoyance, Lisette slumped across the room and threw herself onto her bed, sinking deep into the large, soft mattress as if to try let it absorb a fraction of her worries.

I cannot shake the feeling he was thinkin bout her tiddies when he wrote this

‘Alto’s still fighting, even now,’ she knew that. It was a truth she’d struggled to deal with for days now, ‘The war isn’t over for him yet, because he’s still pushing himself to try find a way to keep every one of us happy.’

fuckin dumb ass horny ass bitch. mediocre ass, pathetic ass, money grubbing, fucking stupid bitch ass you dont put apostrophes around thoughts its ugly as shit

It was a painful thought, the elephant in the room and something she hated thinking about. But somehow, not thinking about it, pretending to simply ignore had become even worse.

does lisette know what an elephant is. does that expression exist. this is third person limited so its kind of weird to use that kind of anachronism

After all, if Alto was still fighting, then she wanted to fight alongside him! She was his family, his comrade, his first Witch and even his (prospective) girlfriend,

I had to cut this off because it was next level dumbshit literally anyone is his prospective girlfriend with that state of their relationship. im his prospective girlfriend

there wasn’t a single part of her that wanted to do anything less than to support him with all her might. He was a part of her soul. He was the man she loved and someone who she would never allow herself to be separated from, she’d known those feelings for absolute certainty ever since the moment she’d woken up from death’s door and travelled around the world to stand at his side. Just thinking about him wracking himself with worries and her not helping him was terrifying!

2. that last sentence is the worst written thing in, if not human existence, then the century

And, she spared a glance over at the mirror she’d been avoiding looking at all day, even aside from that, could she really say she was any different? Was she truly able to smile like before, only because their fighting was over?

hackles raised at the prospect of mirror kink

Lisette gave a dry laugh, reaching out and squeezing the small stuffed pig Popo had given her, pressing it against her considerable chest.

1. the pig is kinda cute like maybe but who tf is vending these smutfic items. who is crawling around in the back alleys selling cursed objects that make people horny as fuck. did ewan make a deal with the devil to sell all his twilight-zone-monkey-paw shit from his brief sponsorship with baddragon

2. die

3. lisette’s chest is CONSIDERABLE all right. it makes me CONSIDER ending it all

For all their outward appearances, in this, at least, she doubted it was any different from any of the others, no doubt that was why everything had seemed so off lately, “We’re all just stuck in limbo, aren’t we?”

this is the longest string of indirect pronouns ever like whomst??? and what an eerie sentence to end a section on. though u kno what stay in limbo

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those dashes are containing the massive power of the cuss word. if even one of them falters or breaks formation the sheer obscenity would vaporize us all

Unfortunately for Lisette, her self-examination came with no easy answers or steps forward. Even though she’d accepted that being stuck in place as they were was only making things worse for all of them and particularly for Alto, there was no obvious solution she could latch onto, to change things.

this literally picks up? exactly where the previous section ended? like. with information that flows from the previous paragraph. if youre going to make that fucking big then why is it functionally useless

However, now more than ever, she was a determined woman and slowly -as the time passed and the morning faded away into early afternoon- slowly, her resolve held out and she was able to fearlessly consider even the truths she’d previously tried so hard to avoid.

why is this the ugliest formatting ive ever seen have you ever heard of an em dash or, a comma. also im losing shit at Determination Resolve Holding Out Shes Never Done This wasnt this like the sole bad point of her tunings

She knew she loved Alto, that he was the only man who’d ever made her feel complete

But, she also knew that the other Witches felt just the same, she forced herself to accept the fact that he was just as important to them as he was to her.

ok nvm im not done being pissed at The Only Man like yeah lisette its called comphet im rewriting this so that lisette realizes shes a lesbian and also that whole Complete Her thing is all of whats wrong with lisettes arc like all of it this is what men do

It was something they’d all consciously avoided discussing, something that none of them seemed to know how to deal with. Her companions, the other Witches, were all as close as family to her, she loved them all dearly… And yet, they were all competing, in their own way, for the same man.

alto is three years old

She was sure they must feel just as awkward about that as her, there was a reason why even the ever impulsive Popo or the harsh-blunt Sakuya

tell u whats harshing my blunt........this fic ((takes a weed puff

had never said anything and why, no matter how much they talked and how much they shared, this single topic was never once addressed directly, they’d all been working on the same process as her- that it was too strange a situation and too difficult a conversation to deal with, that the best thing to do was simply wait till after the war when Alto would be able to reciprocate their feelings, and then there the problem would solve itself. Well… The war was over. And they were all still tiptoeing around each other’s hearts, all waiting for the same response from the same man. “We must all seem so silly.”

tf were they supposed to do to address it? like lets just accept the gross situation but was they supposed to so call everyone to a room lisette spins around in a big chair and says We’re Here To Discuss The Het or maybe this happens

She could just imagine how ridiculous this situation must appear from the outside; five best friends all in love with the same man, all waiting for him to respond to their feelings and all marooned in the same silent stand-off, walking on eggshells while pretending everything was fine. No doubt her mother found it hilarious.

thats the worst line ive ever seen in my life. oedipus rex has nothing on this bitch

that aside like accepting them all as comphets for the moment. literally never interacted on a regular basis with another boy their age. except hilda I guess but it doesnt matter this is so dumb! yall is a bunch of trauma victims you cant just jump directly into the boinking

“Grrr! This is all your fault Alto! Stupid! Since when did you get so popular anyway!? You weren’t like that in Mithra! You’re just… you’re just too dependable… You mean so much to all of us, we can’t help but love you…”

deadass u told me this was dialogue from the anime where the tiddies bounced when the girl blinked? id believe it

He was their conductor. They all loved him. They all wanted to be with him. They were all waiting for him to favour only them…

dont like how its treated that its an absolute that witches will just fall for their conductor thats like sayin no one is safe around bi ppl. reach perhaps but its the same dumbass ideas

Perhaps that was the worst part of all. The more she thought about it, the more she was starting to realise just what an impossible situation their feelings and expectations had put Alto into. She knew better than anyone just how much he cared for each of them, she’d healed the scars on his body time and again that showed just how far he’d go to protect any of them… And yet, without ever really thinking how, they were all still asking him to then choose between them, to decide which of his Witches he loved the most.

but also I just had the revelation that author does not know what romantic love is like, at all, and the smoke cleared I am enlightened and theres nothing I dont understand

And, she couldn’t help him at all, could barely even support him in what must be an incredibly painful choice for him. All she could do was leave it to him, and trust that when he did choose, that he felt the same way about her as she did about him and they would finally be together. As for the rest… She didn’t know… The thought of him choosing one of the others over her was almost too painful, to terrifying to consider, but the knowledge that her friends would have to go through that was no less terrible…

tired of u demonizing r*mantic love. fuck its th most exhilarating experience of my life. that and having a baby shark sit in my hands. dont give all these Oh No People Get Hurt to justify just fuckin whoever u want

That was the mire they were all stuck in. That was why Alto was still looking so stressed and why none of them had been able to move forwards. There wasn’t anything any of them could do and there was no way to make everyone happy. She frowned bitterly. ‘…Would… Would it even make us happy?’

me, who had never been as happy as I am prior to being in love: hell yeah bitch dis go hard as hell flocka

It was a strange thing to consider, something she’d never once thought before this very moment- she’d thought for so long she was waiting for Alto to return her feelings, she’d wanted so long to be with him and to be together forever. But, would she really be happy like that? Could she truly be happy being with the man she loved at the expense of watching the companions she held dear, the friends she’d bled and cried together with, becoming heartbroken? Mordi, Popo, Sakuya, and especially Hilda, after all they’d been through, after how important she knew Alto was to each of them… Her heart clenched in her chest just imagining it!

if this is a question then ur not in romantic love idiot! shut up

But… That was how it had to be, wasn’t it? They’d all been foolish enough to fall for the same man, there was only one Alto. No.

dumps the big ass mess of gl***ng pr**e poly edits here but im not saving it to my computer so u gotta imagine it

Lisette propped herself up on the bed, a previously unfathomable conclusion quickly becoming clear to her. No. She couldn’t accept that. And Alto surely wouldn’t accept that. He’d never accepted that they couldn’t stop the Eclipse. He hadn’t accepted that they couldn’t fight against God. And, at the end of everything, he’d refused to accept that Mother Qualia had to be their enemy. A solution that put the entire burden on Alto and led to all her friends being heartbroken? How could she ever accept that!? How could she ever have thought something like that would make her happy!? That wasn’t how they worked! They were the Tuning Knights, humans that had defeated God and saved Marie! They would never accept such a lukewarm compromise.

fucking................mormons..................................

‘Well now,’ she laughed, ‘If I really think about it, the solution is pretty obvious, isn’t it?’ It was reckless and crazy, nothing at all like anything she’d ever imagined herself doing… But then, didn’t that just make it the same as everything else they’d done?

this isnt even how polyamory works!!!!!!!! sorry im not being funny I just really value r*mant*c love and listen NO ONE would just sit down and think “yes clearly the healthiest thing for the person my heart is devoted to is to juggle 6 relationships”

“Yup! I’m not gonna accept anything like that!” ultimately, all that mattered was the same conclusion she’d come to, ever since she’d returned to life. She already knew what she wanted, she just had to make it happen, “Alto, I’m by your side. Always. I’ll support you!”

hi im lisette and this is my boyfriend alto! we’re queering heterosexuality by having him fuck a ton of girls at once! swipe right if you want to hop on that dick. no gays allowed

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me: this is bad content

jldavenport: h*mg*n*n*l*b*ng*s*gl*m

me: vaporized in silhouette against the wall from the sheer power

Finishing off a long day of meetings, reports and training, clad in his usual attire (sans the armour,

oh shit its sans thearmour!!!! gonna have a bad time that being said makes sense that hes european the gross fuck

thankfully for him) and returning from the dormitory baths with a relieved sigh, Alto scarcely had time to close the door to his room behind him before he was suddenly jolted from his thoughts by an excited knocking. “Eh? Lisette?”

the phrase “dormitory baths” pisses me the fuck off where do you get off jldavenport. probably all over your keyboard but stop saying shit like that this isnt your canon bitch

A late-night visit from his orange haired friend wasn’t especially unusual, but to see her standing around in her Witches outfit

epithets, especially those that refer to hair color, are awful and amateurish but because he still doesnt know this apparently: Redhead. Is. A. Fucking. Word.

in her Witches outfit

that wasnt good enough to warrant that large of an image but like that movie fucked me up so bad lets see what scars me worse the mouse scene or this fic

at this time of night certainly was. And even stranger than that, she was wearing the original outfit, the one she’d worn since the first time she’d awakened to her powers in Mithra, rather than the more dazzling Goddess robes she’d gained after he’d finally tuned her heart, ‘I suppose it’s probably easier to sit around in this one?’ If he had to wear something as flashy as any of the dresses the girls wore, he was sure he’d spent half his time worrying about ripping it.

honestly content notwithstanding this reads like an instructional on what NOT to do when writing. you write like this? dont. its very entry level like I cant say that I necessarily write better but do what I say not what I do

throwing the goddess thing out there is like him saying LOOK!!!! A FACT i KNOW ABOUT THE ACTUAL CANON!!!!!! HAHA

Despite standing staring at him from the hallway, with her face flushed and eyes not quite meeting his, she still hadn’t said anything, “Er, Lisette? Is something wrong?”

knocking on someones door and forgetting why ur there is a neurodivergent feel lisette has adhd now and theres nothing you can do about it

“Ah!” she jumped before finally shaking herself off and responding with a slight anxiousness, anxiety. see me after class “No, no not really. I just… I’ve had a lot of mind and I thought it’d be better if we could talk a bit? Do… Do you mind if we spend the night together, again?”

lisette u were literally talking to urself five minutes ago abt havin him fuck everyone and now ur all anime blushus. bitch

He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. She wanted to share his bed again? Spend the night holding hands like back then? Stopping himself short of giving her an answer, Alto suddenly realised just how imploringly she was looking up at him.

they literally used this exact Mouth Suddenly Dry thing last chapter do ppl who enjoy this fic actually like that r smthn. they get wet 4 the dry

“Huh, it’s not like you to actually ask…” He teased softly. Usually Lisette was far more insistent about this sort of thing, he’d normally expect her to simply march into his room and seat herself on his bed. He only realised as she spoke that for her to act like this, for whatever reason she was acting like this, it must be important to her that he did accept her request

ugly sentence. ugly, ugly sentence. ew. im actually so bored by this sentence im ceasing work on this for the night good bye

She didn’t want to force it on him. Still… He couldn’t help but hesitate. It was stupid, he knew, but he’d felt awkward spending time alone with any of the girls since after the war, lest any of them get the wrong idea.

“get the wrong idea” DONT FUCKING WRITE ALTO LIKE THIS I AM IMMORTAL MY SKIN IS ADAMANTINE YOU SHALL FALL BEFORE ME

A moment passed and still Lisette didn’t say anything; clenching her hands nervously below her wait -and unintentionally pushing her impressive bust out even further towards him-

the commissioner, apparently upon seeing stella glow:

she silently awaited his response. Blushing a little under her low gaze, Alto realised it was getting harder and harder to remember the days when he’d seen her just like a sister.

this proves its inhuman and disgusting because it gave me visceral flashbacks to fire emblem fates so lemme post some of my fave incest quotes from that, starting with the ones it made me astral project into

did that last one haunt u because for a split second you imagined a world where lisette said them? good bc that shit keeps me up at night. im tired of cropping these quotes out so like we’re done my point has been made

In the end though, he couldn’t possibly deny her. Not for no reason, and not when she looked at him like that, “Yeah, of course Lisette. That sounds fun.”

the begging thing from the last chapter hit me full force in memory and I honestly hope it comes back bc ive got a dynamite joke locked and loaded

Breaking out into a bright smile, the Water Witch sagged in relief, taking him by surprise as she reached out to take his hand in hers, letting her body fall soft and warm against him as she did so. Her breath tickled hot across his collar and Alto’s heart jumped in shock!

DONT EVER USE EXCLAMATION POINTS LIKE THIS im serious. it is about as ugly, 2007-fanfic-net-core you can get.

Her hands felt smooth and gentle, wrapped warm around his…

HIS WHAT

he’d felt that before, it was pleasant, although not anything new. But feeling her head falling lovingly to his shoulder like this and having her entire body now laying against his… His mouth went dry,

Wet 4 The Dry Confirmed

he could even feel her breasts pushing large and heavy against his own chest! ‘Woah… S-So soft… They’re even bigger than Rosa’s, aren’t they?’

can you believe this was written completely unironically? like, people find this hot? if it didnt deplete the experience of reading this fic id replace every line referencing boobs with a comment from nicki minaj’s instagram

For just a split second, no matter how much of a gentleman he was, standing there like that, it was impossible for him not to compare the mother and daughter.

WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON

“Li-Lisette?” he choked out, desperately reigning in his thoughts before they rampaged down a dangerous direction. “Mmm, Alto, hehe, I’m glad,” she giggled happily, skipping back and beaming up at him as she tugged on his hands, leading him off, “Even just being like this with you, I feel better already!”

ok I have NO idea what movement theyre doing. shes like, skipping and then she comes back and takes his hands and idk probably his dick or something

Absolutely caught up in her rhythm, they were halfway down the hall before Alto finally realised she’d pulled him completely out of his room!

heres a coded message just for katt: e*****t w** d****** **m!the narration means he was aware she was pulling him so like where the fuck did he think he was going if not outside his room

“Uh, h-hey, Lisette? We’re going somewhere? I thought you wanted to go to sleep?” “That’s right,” she nodded simply, giving up and tugging him and instead falling into step beside him, “But your bed’s too small for it to be comfortable, so we’re gonna use my room instead!” Alto almost dug his heels in from sheer indignation!

im sorry. im sorry I had to cut this up but come on. come the fuck on. indignation. like she made a point and alto is all “insolent female requesting things of me” have you not met alto. authot is from r/incels

She’d come all this way to see him, just to drag him back to her room!? How self-indulgent could she be!? And, it wasn’t as if his bed back in Mithra had been any larger and she’d never complained before. Eventually, he just sighed and followed her lead, it wasn’t worth getting worked up over. If it would make her happier, then that was fine. It might be nice to spend a night in someone else’s room for a change too.

Walking hand in hand through the halls like this was fairly embarrassing, thankfully it seemed that it was late enough that no-one else was around. He really, really didn’t want to suddenly run into Rusty like this, let alone Giselle, or Sakuya… Supressing a shudder, Alto hurried on.

“let alone giselle” wh???? I am so baffled by this. obviously rusty or sakuya would give him shit but whats giselle gonna do??? is alto being bullied by a robot?????? I want giselle to appear and smash alto’s frosting into the ground

“I won’t hesitate, bitch,” said Giselle, pointing her laser at altos dick and shattering it into one million individual pieces

Unlike the tiny spare room he’d been assigned so long ago now, Lisette, as a Witch, had been housed in the premium quarters on the other side of their dormitory.

stop. stop saying dormitory. this is not a college

Luckily in this case, unlike the Palace, the building wasn’t overly large so it was only a short trip to her room. They arrived a few minutes later, just as his heart was beginning to settle down.

…

what happened to the long ass aterisks break. oh god the swear word is coming isnt it

Unfortunately, the moment Lisette opened the door and they stepped inside, Alto’s breath was one again caught violently in his throat, “H-Hilda!?” And indeed, kneeling serenely atop a small cushion in the middle of the large room, the Time Witch was sipping calmly from her usual green ceramic tea-cup, as if there was nothing strange about her presence here at all.

I dont like how shes sitting on a pillow in the center of the room that sounds ritualisitic

(bangs pink cup on the ground) She Sits On The Sacrificial Fuck Pillow ((group of hooded figures behind me start chanting “Fuck Pillow! Fuck Pillow!”

Watching as she settled the drink aside, perfectly in synch with the sound of Lisette locking the door behind her, Alto’s mouth went dry.

theres so much wrong with the syntax and shit but im pushing that all aside to say how fucking difficult it is to sync sound like that even on purpose so yeah theyre def doing a cult sacrifice to the original sex god, elcrest

A moment of silence reigned and somewhere in the back of his currently panicking mind, the bewildered Conductor couldn’t help but notice that Hilda too was wearing her standard Witches’ outfit, the same form fitting black dress

“dress” very generous for mr boob grower

and wide sweeping hat she’d become associated with for so many years. However, in her case, this wasn’t much of a surprise. As far as he’d seen from the White-Haired woman, she didn’t seem to actually own any normal, casual attire and, while he knew she deeply adored he beautiful white dress she’d unlocked when he’d purified her lonely heart, he also knew that even she couldn’t help but feel rather self-conscious, wearing something that was practically a wedding dress as an everyday outfit, he hadn’t seen Hilda’s Goddess Robes since the end of the final battle.

I literally cannot read any part of this paragraph except the capitalization of White-Haired and Goddess Robes this was either written in the 1700s or modern day by me dissociating in a target bathroom this is so funny if the fic gets any funnier ill die

“Alto? I’m surprised. Isn’t it a bit late for you to be visiting a woman’s bedroom?”

horny dont got business hours babe

“Ah, H-Hilda! It’s, it’s not what you’re thinking, I, Lisette!? Wha-” “Relax Alto,” the Water Witch giggled softly as she stepped forward, taking his hand again, but this time wrapping herself around his arm, “She’s just teasing you.” “Wha… Abuh?”

this is harem anime/fire emblem dialogue right down to the “Abuh?” actually thats the defining thing you hear someone say that youre in a straight anime and you need to run for your fucking life

“My apologies,” Hilda nodded, offering him a small smile in recompense as she matched Lisette’s movements, taking hold of his other hand, her pale face burning bright red as her soft fingers entwined with his, “I just, got a little flustered seeing you so suddenly… I… I wasn’t sure what to say.”

ok first of all you cannot write hilda in any realm of possibility but also like this is yet another thing to not trust men for: emphasizing the whiteness of a womans skin. he is a racist, plain and simple

Her hand squeezed nervously around his and Alto realised just how easily he could feel her racing heart through the light fabric of her dress when she pulled his arm against herself. Not that Lisette was any different, he couldn’t possibly believe in the confidant front she was showing after knowing her as long as he had, not when he could feel her entire body trembling against him.

hilda is like two ft tall howd she even reach his arm. also like there isnt even any fabric boy u raw touchin her

His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t think what to say, he wasn’t mentally prepared for any of this! He’d gone from expecting to go to sleep, to being visited by Lisette, to being dragged through the halls, and now he was being sprung with some surprise meeting!? And both of them were clinging to him like never before!

this is in character alto not wanting to have a threesome so he can go nap

He couldn’t possibly keep up. Before he even realised it, he’d been pulled all the way over to Lisette’s bed and was sitting with a girl wrapped around either of his arms.

what a problem! what a terrible day for him! what are the odds of this happening!

“What… What’s going on?” “Something good.” Hilda answered in her own cryptic fashion, her voice almost breathless and her blazing red cheeks half hidden behind his cloak as she shyly slid in right next to him.

it is most certainly not good ma’am

“That’s right,” Lisette agreed, happily snuggling up against him as she squeezed herself around his other arm, “We’re gonna help you come to a decision!”

we’re gonna make u C*M...............to a decision ;)

Alto blinked, “Eh?”

petition for this to turn out like the friends episode where ross got kicked out of a threesome with his wife and another woman bc they were lesbians so he left and made a sandwich

conveniently the fic decides to break here anyway so thats all you get for now. I’ll finish the other parts later (im expecting like maybe five because of the gargantuan size of this travesty) and link them direct from here

Part 2 here! (coming soon)

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shazyloren · 7 years

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The Dragon Club: Chapter 5 - Identity and Support

Summary: Jon Snow is an online blogger who gets an interview with the sort after Daenerys Targaryen, the Editor of Valyrian, a multi-million dollar fashion magazine. He'd heard so much about the silver-haired and silver-tongued woman and the running of her business; he would have to be smart to get anything more than five minutes. Will he be safe walking into the Dragon's lair or will he get thrown to the Lions?

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12018519/chapters/27335871

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Jon couldn't quite believe the praised he'd received for his honest opinion on Daenerys Targaryen; he would've been thankful for it all if he didn't feel like he'd possible gone a little overboard in his anger towards her. But he had felt almost humiliated when she chucked him out that he needed to expel the worked up aggression inside him. But he'd had so many messages and emails from fellow Journalists in congratulations and many news outlets had wanted to interview him. He'd said no to them all; he didn't need that fame at all.

And then out of nowhere; Daenerys had tweeted him on twitter. He hardly looked at anything or replied to comments he occasionally got, before this article he'd only had 14 thousands followers. But she tweeted him 'No legacy is so rich as honesty' and he'd felt confused by everything that followed for the rest of the evening. Had she appreciated the article? Did she think it was an accurate assessment of herself? Was she just putting on a front to make him believe that? All these questions ran through his mind as he replied to her 'Shakespeare' and watched as his follower count went up tenfold.

He'd been on his own that evening which was very unusual in his family. Either Arya would be round without Gendry eating Jon's chocolate as Gendry would only allow healthy stuff in the house or Sansa would sleep in his spare room after arguing with her mother profusely. Sometimes Robb would even sleep on his sofa after been kicked out by Talisa because he refused to give her anymore cream cakes during her current pregnancy craving. But Jon only had his husky, Ghost as company that night and even he was staying in his bed rather than joining Jon in the study. So he'd had to navigate through the weird evening by himself, which was unfortunate because he wasn't good ins social situations such as this. He wrote his articles and that was it. And now here he was; parading through twitter as people began to comment on their exchange online.

After he'd replied with 'Shakespeare' She'd put up a photo on her instagram of her and five other people with the caption. 'Welcome to the Dragon Club' it was her first post and she'd linked it to her twitter page. Jon was clicking the link and looking at the photo before he could tell himself to stop. She was wearing a white floor length dress with some sort of cape and all her guests were dressed up just as smartly. They all had wine in their hands which mad Jon get up and go to the cooler for his own wine. Looking around the room he suddenly felt lonely, no one to drink his wine with and no one to celebrate his success with. Of course the family had texted him and congratulated him; even Catelyn whose number he had in case of an emergency had said he'd done a good job.

His relationship with his father's wife was a strained one at best. After she'd had Robb; both she and Jon's father Eddard had engaged in a period of estrangement. Eddard had had a short term relationship with another woman who Jon only knows by the name of Wylla and Jon had been conceived. She'd died after giving birth to Jon; pneumonia taking her in the night and so Eddard was left with Jon to care for. He and Catelyn had re-connected and Jon had been apart of their life ever since. Catelyn did not particularly like Jon; he wasn't her son; he was a reminder of the lowest point in both Eddard and Catelyn's relationship and that had weighed heavy on him. She'd never been mean to him; and when he'd been poorly she'd stayed with him throughout the night and when he'd been hurt by words from bullies at school she'd listened to his tears and gave him advice. But as Jon got older it became a different relationship after he found out everything that happened.

Robb had served in the army and had come home after retiring even at the age of 29 that was almost unheard of but when he went off to fight, Catelyn had been so proud of him. He now worked with Eddard at his Art restoration company in human resources and married the medic he'd met on tour in Iraq and they both were expecting their first child. Sansa had got a modelling contract and had been in many famous adverts and fashion collections over the last four years but recently got on the cover of Valyrian and Vogue within four months of each other, Catelyn had been so proud of her. Arya and Gendry ran a gymnasium together and offered different courses in lots of different martial arts and olympic sports such as fencing. Catelyn has been so proud of them when they got the keys to the The Wolf and Bull gym.

Yet when Jon started his online blog and began travelling with his then Girlfriend Ygritte; she'd said he needed to get an actual job, and not one which wasn't going to pay him. That had always stuck with Jon; he'd always been motivated by catelyn's lack of faith in him. And Ygritte... her... she'd been so support of him and his vision while they were together. everything he did now was because of her faith and his defiance over Catelyn's lack of faith in him.

Now; the following morning Jon awoke with those words fresh in his mind and felt compelled more so than ever to write to the best of his ability. So showering and getting dressed he took ghost for a walk around the countryside and looked for inspiration. There had been several things happen in the news of late that he thought he could commentate on. A woman had been assaulted outside an abortion clinic not far from where he lived and being an advocate for choice he thought about doing this. it was different from the previous stuff he'd done. He'd always shown positive sides of the fight, women's march and and protests. But as he thought it over he felt more compelled to get on it.

Making sure Ghost had had enough exercise they walked back home Jon fed him before feeding himself and getting to work on his research. It was hours before he was pulled out of his computer and heard his front door bang. Life, his first human interaction in a while. "Jon?"

It was Sansa. "In here"

Sansa entered his office and Jon leapt from his chair as he looked at the sight of her. Holding two bags of clothes and tears streaming down her face. Her red hair was strewn all over the place and her mascara was running down her cheeks. "Can- Can I stay with you for a while?"

"Of course!" He took her bags from her and led her to his spare bedroom in which Ghost was laid on the fresh sheets. he dumped the bags on the rug by the bed and turned to see her face in the proper light of the window. "What happened?"

"I met someone they don't approve of" Sansa said sadly. "A fellow model of mine asked me to dinner tonight and as I was getting ready Mother said I was not to go on the date. I got angry and came to the one person who doesn't judge me like everyone else does"

When Jon looked at Sansa, she was dressed in a nice outfit; he wondered why his father and Catelyn did not approve of someone that she's dating? they'd never had an issue with Ygritte and she was more of a free spirit than any of the other partners the stark children have. Even Bran's stoner girlfriend Meera was loved by Eddard so he didn't know why there would be an issue. He furrowed his brow in confusion and sat on the edge of the bed. "What's his name?"

Sansa breathed deeply before sitting next to Jon on the bed. "She's called Margaery"

Jon's mouth formed into an 'o' shape as he understood what had happened. Eddard and Catelyn had never commented on Jon's LGBTQ pieces when he wrote them for his blog, he didn't think anything of it but now it made sense. Surely they didn't have a problem with Sansa being interested in a woman? But as he looked at this crying mess on his spare bed he knew they'd said some horrible things about it, they must've.

"I was getting read and mother asked me what I were I was going and who I was meeting. I said I had a date with one of the models on the agency with me. She seemed excited and pressed me for details. As soon as I said 'she plays the flute' Mother's expression turned dark. 'I will not have an of that lesbian nonsense in my house', she was so horrible Jon. Father didn't say much; just the odd few nods in agreement with her. So I stormed up to my room and grabbed my bags before yelling at them I was coming here and leaving them behind"

Jon realised he had to be careful of what he says. "What's she like? Margaery that is"

"Bold, really out there. She's super chill though, doesn't take rubbish from anyone" Sansa half smiled while she was wiping away her tears with a small tissue.

"Does she like you?"

"I think she does, she asked me to dinner so I suppose so" Sansa's sniffles calmed down then.

"And do you like her?" Jon already knew the answer.

"Yes"

"Then I believe you have a date to get ready for; I'll take you" He offered.

"Thank you, Jon" He kissed his sister on the forehead in support before leaving her to get changed. Enraged at her state she'd arrived at his house, he picked up his house phone and dialed his father's number furiously. How could they treat their own daughter like this? They have five children in Robb, Sansa, Arya, Bran and Rickon, all who Jon loved dearly. So what if Sansa is gay? She might not be, but she's excited about the fact she's met someone and why can't they be happy for her? They'll get grandkids from all the other children no doubt (maybe not Arya). What is there problem?

Jon waited as he dialling tone rang and rang before his father picked the phone up. "H-hello?"

His father's voice was coarse; perhaps he'd been arguing with Catelyn he did not know. All he knew was that his sister was at his house upset all because of the fact she likes someone of the same sex. Jon felt the anger inside him burst out. "Why did you say those things?"

"Jon..." His father started.

"No, you don't get to talk father. Sansa is so excited about her date tonight and Catelyn and yourself have been horrible about it. So what if it's a girl? It doesn't mean she's gay and even if she is it's not a problem. She's still Sansa this doesn't change her in any way; just because she's going on a date with a female does not mean she's any less than the daughter you raised. She wanted to share with you both her excitement about tonight and you told her her feelings were invalid, they were nonsense. Margaery asked Sansa and Sansa said yes and I'm taking Sansa to her date whether you like it or not"

"Son, it's not that simple. You can't just expect us to not be shocked and confused about this" Eddard was trying to reason with Jon but when Jon was on the roll he was now he wasn't going to have any of it. "She didn't even come out to us"

"And why does she have to? She has never dated a girl before only boys. She's never had to come out as straight to you when dating the boys she has. She wanted you to be happy for her; to support her during this relationship that's blossoming and all you've done is devalue her" Jon spat in a tone that was quieter than his normal speaking voice; he did not want Sansa hearing his outburst to their father on the phone. "I don't want to hear excuses; I want you to apologise to Sansa tomorrow and ask her how her date went. And I want you to be happy that she is happy! Is it really so hard to do?"

Jon hung up after that and started tidying a few things in his house while he waited for Sansa to finish getting ready. It wasn't long after that she was and so they got into Jon's car and he drove her to the centre of King's Landing to let Sansa meet Margaery for her date. They said goodbyes and she thanked him again for his support. He told her to let him know when she needed picking up to which she cheekily replied that she was a 'supermodel' she didn't need to be picked up. Jon cheekily remarked that perhaps she should get her own place instead of living at home if she was a 'supermodel' to which Sansa flipped him off.

Jon decided while he was in town centre, he'd go do some shopping. As he walked through malls and roads he found himself spotting something out of the corner of his eyes. Silver hair, small and large sunglasses covering her face.

"Hello Mr. Snow"

"Daenerys? What a pleasure"

#the dragon club #jon snow #daenerys targaryen #jon x daenerys #jon x dany #jon x dany fanfic #jonerys #jonerys fanfic #jonerysfanfic #got #game of thrones #au #modern setting #modern au #Sansa is with margaery yall

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monkeywiki · 7 years

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You know Kingdom H

earts really is gay culture. You have the Gay anthem Simple and Clean, featured in every Kingdom hearts game, Which we all know was very clearly written for and by a gay. You have Kingdom hearts 3's Sora design which, do I really need to say anything. Then you have Riku, very clearly protective and devoted to keeping Sora safe. The heartwarming scene where the lesbian, Namine, saves her fellow lesbian friend Kairi from the clutches of the heterosexuals keeping her from supporting her fellow gays. Axel, desperately trying to keep from losing his boyfriend, Roxas, whom he loved dearly and I quote, makes him feel like he has a heart. And let's not forget Donald Duck and Goofy's twink hunk solidarity.

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k-dirty-pop · 5 years

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Queer Musings with Lennie

Lol aka I'm about to overshare and RAMBLE so feel free to ignore and keep scrolling

So I flew back to the east coast for a week to visit family for the first time since I moved to LA and it just so coincidently happened to be PRIDE weekend in DC so I decided to drive into the city on Friday so I could hang out with some of my queer friends who live there as well as to be a chaotic bi in the nation’s capital.

I had a great time, I was drunk for 2 days straight, I got to see friends I have missed dearly, I feel in love at a lesbian bar (her name was Emma, she was REALLY CUTE and funny and we actually graduated from the same university and her birth chart is earth dominant WHICH IS SOMEONE I DESPERATELY NEED BECAUSE YOUR GIRL HAS NONEEEE) and it was just like a super good and fun weekend overall but at times I still felt like really weird????

So I’m not technically in the closet but at the same NONE of my family knows I’m into women and like I had to keep remembering that and censoring myself at times because while I don’t OVERLY post on social media I do use it to connect and stay in contact with people so I had to remember that while I could rant about the gay agenda on Twitter and post videos of me doing fun things with my fellow queers on snapchat I had to make sure that my insta and fb were left alone and that my friends didn't’ tag me in anything that might tip off my family. Even when I was preparing to leave for the city my mother kept asking me who I was seeing and why I was going and I just kept giving very vague and unspecific answers and i really hated it cause I want to be 100 percent authentic!!! I want to be myself ALL THE TIME!!!

Also I don’t think I realized how much it would stress me out to not be accepted by my family until I was texting one of my close friends (I was a bridesmaid in her wedding so the feeling is mutual) and I guess I’ve always just hinted at the fact that I’m bisexual and had never actually officially said it or anything cause she was like “so you’re bisexual for real?” and I was like “yeah?? is that a problem???” and ten minutes after I sent that text she STILL hadn’t replied back and my anxiety/depression/insecurities/tequila I had been drinking all mixed together and all I could think was “SHE HATES YOU AND SHE’S GOING TO HATE YOU FOREVER AND IT’S WHAT YOU DESERVE” and so I called her and was on the verge of crying actual tears and when she picked up I went “DO YOU HATE ME NOW???” and almost had a nervous breakdown in the middle of Dupont circle.

Turns out the reason she hadn’t answered was because she was D R I V I N G and therefore being responsible by not answering her phone and when I was like “so we’re good right? It doesn’t bother you?” she was like “are you fucking kidding me? You think I’m gonna end our friendship because you like women??” and I think the rational part of me who knows her already knew that she didn’t give a shit but still there was this split second where I thought i was going to lose someone very important in my life and it was the WORST and I honestly don’t know if my family would support me and I HATE that because my family means alot to me so the thought if them not wanting to be a part of my life is heartbreaking.

#queen gem #pride #i'm just a little overly emotional right now i think #i'm also super exhausted I haven't slept alot the past couple of days #and ive had WAY too much alcohol so maybe it's all finally hitting me #ill probably delete this later idk

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acuppellarp · 7 years

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Welcome to A Cup-pella, Leigh! We’re excited to have you and Blair Anderson in the game! Please go through the checklist to make sure you’re ready to go and send in your account within the next 24 hours.

OOC INFO

Name + pronouns: Leigh, she/her Age: 24 Timezone: EST Ships: Blair/Chemistry Anti-Ships: Blair/No ChemistryIC INFO

Full Name: Blair Devan Anderson Age/Birthday: 22/February 14 Personality: compassionate, optimistic, insecure, polite, overemotional Hometown: Greenwich, CT Bio:

Growing up a hop, skip and a jump from New York City gave Blair Anderson a fascination with the bustling metropolis from the time that she was a little girl. For as long back as she can remember, she’d spend at least one weekend evening a month being dragged on the Metro North train into Manhattan where her parents would take her and her sister, Chloe, to see some kind of show. Music was something that was ingrained in Blair from the get go. Every time they’d go see a Broadway show, an opera, or the New York Philharmonic, Blair always sat rapt with attention. It was a difficult feat for a little girl, but Blair was utterly captured by the magic of the performers onstage. One could say that it was ingrained in her DNA– Her mother, a retired opera singer, would coach her to make sure young Blair didn’t damage her voice. That was Blair’s bonding point with her mother, and initially what made them inseparable.

High school was extremely difficult for Blair, who found herself crumbling under the conservative, oppressively wealthy nature of her Connecticut suburb. The only solace she found was in music: specifically, playing and singing. She was enrolled in piano lessons as a young child, and it was her solace and saving grace throughout stressful teenage years of trying to figure out exactly who she was and what she wanted. She dated on-and-off a boy who ruined most of her self-confidence, something that Blair didn’t really get back until she was in college. She mostly went ignored, aside from being known as the “quiet music girl” who didn’t speak unless it was on a stage. She landed every lead in every school musical, and spent her summers training at Broadway camps in New York City.

When it came time for college, the only option possible was for Blair to go to New York. Between NYADA, NYU and AMDA, she had her work cut out for her, especially when she was accepted into all three. Blair’s initial choice was to go to NYADA, but she found that she was unhappy there. The focus on musical theatre was good, but she wanted to become a more well-rounded musician and found herself slipping back to her classical and operatic roots. So, in her sophomore year, she made the switch into NYU Steinhardt’s program in musical theatre, and took a minor in piano performance. She found herself much happier there, and started to really come out of her shell.

It was at NYADA that Blair met her first real girlfriend, Elise. Blair was naive to an extent– she truly thought that she and Elise were going to be something special. It got serious enough for Blair that she took Elise home to an unofficial high school reunion, thinking her suddenly realized sexuality would be welcomed and accepted. Instead, Blair found herself at the helm of a massive cyber bullying bout, in which her social media accounts were inundated with hate messages. Her private school clique effectively ditched her, and it took quite the toll on Blair. To make matters worse, Elise shortly after informed her that they were “just a phase” for her, and she wasn’t interested in much more. Blair effectively ended their flirtationship, but was presented with an entirely different issue: she had to come out to her family.

Blair’s relationship with her family is nothing if not strained, and it’s part of the reason why she’s so happily living in New York. Her mother fell into the “helicopter parent” category, while her father was always too busy to bother with Blair and Chloe– at least, until his alcohol-induced rage transferred from his wife to his daughters. It was after a particularly rough day at work for him and he’d had too much to drink one summer night when he came after Blair at a family dinner, who in a fit of ire, blurted out that she was a lesbian. That was the end of her perfect Stepford family, as Blair was thrown out of their house immediately. Since then, her parents have been trying to set Blair up on blind dates with eligible and Anderson-approved young men, but she has absolutely no interest and hides out in New York City as much as she possibly can.

Blair could only find solace in A Cup-pella, where she spent many a night doing her homework and studying for exams. It’s where she met Tina Cohen-Chang, who is her best friend in the entire world. It’s where she met her fellow Warblettes (including Serena Smythe, who still makes Blair’s heart flutter to this day). It’s where she met Kate Hummel, when she was (and still kind of is) convinced that the two of them were going to get married. Right now, Blair is trying to make ends meet without the financial support of the Andersons (and survive the occasional pop-in from her sister) by working as an actress. On the side, Blair gives piano lessons and plays in jazz cafes across the city. She’s happy, happy enough, at least, and right now, that’s about all she can ask for.

Pets: Blair has two pets, whom she loves dearly. Roxie is a King Charles Cavalier Spaniel, very sweet and very loving. Blair rescued her from an animal shelter, and she gets along very well with Tina. Lennon is a canary that Blair bought herself upon joining the Warblettes.

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