#ginni and georgia season one

[feral-cockroach]

biggg juxtaposition to my previous fat hairy men appreciation posts but

as someone who self harmed for damn near a decade (almost 8 years, if i have my timeline correct) and is still very much in recovery for it, i feel like. idk when you find out your child has been self harming and that the other parent knew, i feel like maybe. you should understand that they were not comfortable coming to you with it. and i think you can be upset that you werent in the loop about everything but i think its a respect of your kids boundaries if the other parent does not tell you. if my mom had told my father that i was self harming it would have done absolutely irreparable damage to our relationship. it would have devastated me. i would never have forgiven her. or maybe i would have but it would take a long, long time to do so.

like. idk . im very clearly not a parent but i am at the age my mom was when i had just been born. at my age, my mom was raising up a 8 month old baby. and my mom self harmed too! and like. im not a parent but i feel like i am old enough and qualified enough (having done it myself) to have a valid opinion on the situation.

everyone in this show is so fucked up though tbh lmao. except austin. and joe, i think. idk. anywayz

[giftedpoison]

listen we can shit on Ginny and Georgia all we want (and by we I mean anyone who wants to but I’m not actually included because I genuinely think the show has a lot more to offer than what people give it credit for) But the absolute masterpiece that is the scene Season 2 Episode 5. Zion and Paul sitting at the bar at Joe’s place (that Georgia forced them to) and poor Joe standing across from them behind the bar.

The most immaculately funny scene i’ve witnessed in a while

Like Paul to Zion: I know you slept with Georgia right before we got engaged

Poor Joe: O_O

[superpowerednerds]

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[phantomoftheorpheum]

Ginny & Georgia 1x01 lb (first time watching)

y'all, I know I am a billion years late, but I'm finally going to watch Ginny & Georgia. I quit after the pilot the first time around because I could not handle the secondhand embarrassment, but I've been promising my friend I will watch it with her for years. so... I think I'm going to do small post episode thoughts, nothing lengthy or super in depth like some of my other shows (generally mystery stuff) because I am watching with someone else and I can't really constantly pause to take notes. so this will be more "general impressions."

**Spoilers for Ginny & Georgia 1x01**

Like I said, I've seen the pilot once before, though it is the only episode of the show I have seen. I also have somehow managed to avoid all spoilers of this show, I think because I blacklisted it when I realized I wouldn't be watching anytime soon, and I don't have a Twitter or a Tiktok. ANYWAY, since this is the pilot, I'm going to do general character impressions and predictions, but in the future I will only do specific characters when something has changed in my feelings/opinion. So this will likely be my longest post for season 1.

Ginny - I honestly came out of this pilot with Ginny as a little bit of a question mark. Initially, she definitely gave off early seasons Rory vibes (it's not like we all don't know the concepts of the shows parallel, though handled quite differently), but by the end of the episode she's made a lot of impulsive, messy decisions, so I'm not totally sure what we're in for with her. She has a kind of interesting balance between sometimes seeming sweet/naive/responsible and blunt/cynical/impulsive. If I had to guess, she's going to lean more into the second set of character traits because that is way more drama.

Georgia - Georgia is at the top of the list of characters with big personalities that I currently enjoy, but do wonder if might grate on me eventually. She's super charming and obviously gorgeous, and I didn't remember that we were actually going to see her backstory (totally forgot about that from the first time I saw the pilot) which I think will be a great service to her character, because it means the viewers have extra insight as to why she does what she does and empathizing with her. Georgia is a wildcard, so I'm strapping my seatbelt on with her.

Max - Max is number 2 on the list of characters with big personalities that was fun in 1x01, but that (with her in particular) I wonder might be a bit much at times. She's definitely a comic relief character, and I fully expect her to have some softer and more vulnerable moments to balance out her character a bit. She feels like another character that will really bring the drama.

Marcus - I could be totally off base here, but I feel like I know exactly where they're going with Marcus. Like he is the character, out of everyone, who I feel like having watched a lot of teen dramas is paying off for, because I feel quite confident that I understand him. He's the "will they, won't they" love interest (I mean, physically, they did, but emotionally not so much) who is going to come off as an "apathetic cynical asshole" for some number of episodes, have a traumatic backstory and softer side he struggles to share, and will eventually become a fan favorite. I really think if I'm right about anything, it's this.

Ellen - Ngl, I thought she was going to be a nemesis for Georgia at first, but that was clearly a wrong first impression and I kind of love her immediately. Idk that she will really get her own arc, but I think she's going to be hilarious.

Joe - I honestly don't quite know what to do with Joe. On the one hand, he so clearly fits into the "slow burn, pining/denial, endgame romance" trope as a character, but it's just.... so on the nose Luke from Gilmore Girls that I almost feel like they actively want to subvert that? I don't know. He definitely does give "endgame" romance vibes.

Paul - I'm also not quite sure what to do with Paul yet. I'm inherently suspicious of him, he feels like a character who could come off quite nice and a little oblivious, but then actually have anger issues or be controlling or something. I'm legitimately unsure if he's going to be a protagonist or an antagonist yet.

Cynthia - Mean girl. This is the nemesis I initially thought Ellen was going to be. Right now I could see her being a two dimensional problem Georgia continuously has to deal with, but I also wouldn't be surprised if she gets fleshed out eventually.

Hunter - Oh, Hunter. Poor, sweet Hunter. If you are not the sacrificial lamb of a first love interest, then I don't know what you are. He screams the "first boyfriend" roadblock to a Ginny and Marcus relationship. But props to the actor because I think he's playing it exactly how they want him to. Like they want Hunter to be the logical choice, but he's also an obstacle so they don't want the audience to get too attached to him, so he is also the most awkward/uncomfortable character ever. It's like, he's so nice, but also he makes me want to die of secondhand embarrassment constantly. Anyway, if I've read the Hunter/Ginny/Marcus love triangle wrong, I will be shocked.

Ginny's Other New Friends - I don't have the names down yet, but most of them are pretty unlikable so far. I assume we'll get more layers to this group as we go.

Austin - He's adorable, but I don't feel like I know anything about him yet, except that he loves Harry Potter, so not much to say here.

Zion - I assume we will see present day Zion at some point, since he seems to be a presence in Ginny's life, but I'm not sure when. For now, very little immediate opinion on him.

Okay, that's all the characters I feel like I need to cover under first impressions. I did remember that Georgia had murdered her husband and why (this is honestly the main thing I remembered from the pilot), so that wasn't a shock. I still struggled with the secondhand embarrassment, but I will power through for the sake of my friendship. lol.

This episode is obviously a lot of set up and I feel like by covering the characters, I've pretty much covered the episode, so I will be back with 1x02 shortly. Future episodes will be more bullet points of the my thoughts/feelings as I watch, and not so detailed per character.

[calsvoid]

i hate when i go into a show thinking a character is gay and they’re not gay

[anotheryoutubefanpage]

Watching the first season of ginny and Georgia. And honestly I cannot stand ginny so im skipping most of her scenes lmao. Im just hoping season two is better and so is the writing for ginny.

Why do the writers write teenagers like this? It feels like their going extra hard on the stereotypes or maybe their trying to hard to be relatable? Idk but it just makes me skip the scenes

[m3ntally-unstable]

can you write a drew starkey x fem!reader imagine where drew has a crush on the reader and he has for a while, but he doesn't think the reader likes him back until one day he like drunk confesses or just impulsively tells her? <3

A/N : Yes I will try (I’ve never written before) I’m sorry I’m so late on this I’m just so nervous to write stuff 😭😭

I love you..

Drew starky x fem!Reader

Warnings:- drinking,use of y/n , drew being drunk most of the time, some insta posts (tell me if I’m missing anything.)

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having a well-known acting career and appearing in TV series such as Vampire Diaries, Stranger Things, and Ginny and Georgia, I've had my fair share of romantic relationships and crushes on coworkers.

I have had both positive and negative emotions from every person I have dated. Nonetheless I still have a lot of my partners as friends, though.

When I got casted on outerbanks, I was already working on a project which required all of my time in another state in a whole ,leading to me having to decline the role.

After finishing said project , and sulking over not excepting the offer i got a call from my agent telling me that I was getting handed a role,a really good one .No audition needed. As the love interest of a rich playboy (wonder who that is).

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“What exactly is the show again?…” I asked annoyed that I was being disturbed from my beauty sleep.

“Firstly I never told you aaand secondly it’s for.. outerbanks!”

What.

The show I declined? The show that made me regret doing my previous project instead of it? The show where my college crush- AHEM. right where was I

“Hellooo? You there y/n?..”

“Uhhh yeah sorry. You can call back and say yes”

“I already did. I was just telling you”

“Wow oka-“

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Originally I believed that when I joined the cast of the outerbanks drew starkey would forget about me, but judging off of the happy smile on his face when he saw me or how his eyes softened when I talked about something I was interested in told me otherwise. I was finally gonna tell him. Tell him I l-

Actually I just shouldn’t go! Yeah. Why face the embarrassment of drew not feeling same! Yeah that’s smar-

Ting!

Madisyn bby

Girl, we need to go shopping for

Dresses ASAP . It’s already 3

And the party IS AT 9

You

Woah woah ok I’ll

Meet you out in 5😭

Madisyn bby

That’s what I thought

You

Yeah yeah 😒

Madisyn bby

GET READY!!

Read 12:45

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“Ok , red or black?” I asked with hesitation on the choices i had just tried on. “Definitely black girl, you look so hot” madisyn replied “maybe match it with some green?” Elaine said “that would look so good” Maddie added with a wink towards Elaine.

“Hey hey what’s up with the winking” I asked panicked “oh you know just Drew’s favourite colour..” madisyn mumbled out. I felt my eye twitching at the three of them I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks

“god you guys” I blushed and ran into the changing room soon hearing the laughter of the 3 girls.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed girlie pop” Elaine teased “easy for you to say your already dating someone ” I whined

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As soon as I walked into the venue of the party the only that came to mind was my insecurities. Would Drew ever like someone like me? Someone who isn’t as pretty as his ex’s?

Instead of overthinking maybe I should just drink it away .yeah that sounds goo-

“Y/N!”

God what is with people and interrupting me today?! I turned around and looked around not seeing anyone who seemed to be calling my name

“Over here!” I turned a bit to the right and saw

Drew.

Oh my. No no no. I’m not ready yet I was still in the middle of overthinking.

He came running up to me with the cutest grin on his face “hey.” He said out of breath “hi Drew” I responded while looking down because I could feel the blood rushing up.

“You- uh you look beautiful ” he stuttered out after actually taking a good look at my dress. If I wasn’t blushing earlier I sure am now.

“You don’t look half-bad yourself starkey” I giggled out trying to regain my confidence.

I couldn’t help but notice the small blush spread across his face after hearing my comment. God that’s so embarrassing, why did I even say that.

“DREW MY MAN!” I hear non other than Rudy come up. Rudy was nice , I saw him as my best friend, like a brother, Rudy and I were two pods in a pea, me and him grew up together in Atlanta and only moved apart because of high school, we still often texted and chatted but it never felt the same as being with him in person

“RUDY!” I squealed

“Y/n!” He rushed into my arms and pulled me into his into his tight embrace “oh my god , I missed you so much”

He chuckled “I missed you too n/n” he pulled back “look at you, miss hell on wheels”

“You guys know eachother?” Drew asked “yeah, me and Rudy grew up together” I responded Rudy agreeing with me “oh okay..”

“So um let’s head inside?”

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It was currently 1:25 am and observing how everyone was almost knocked out , except for jd and me obviously, who else was going to take care of them?

“I’ll order a Uber for Rudy and Elaine , you should stay with drew,the girls and me , it’s not a problem” JD offered

“Yeah That’d be great , thank you jd” he nodded

Now , the biggest challenge of all, getting them back to the apartment. Sigh, why am I even here.

“Drew come on , let’s go”

“Ughnnn, no I don’t wanna” he wrapped his arms around my waist and stared into my eyes

“Drew-” he put his head into the crook of my neck. God I can feel his breath. It’s okay , just get him back to the apartment and done

“Y/n Come on let’s go!” JD honked from the car

“Come on drew” I practically dragged him out, but what surprised me that he didn’t let go. “Drew let go”

“Nghhhh” he somehow just cuddled in deeper to me

This is going to be a long night.

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Having to drag this 80kg man down a hallway into a bed is like doing bodybuilding.

“Come on Drew go to bed”

“Don’t leaveeeee” he whined

I sighed out of frustration, “okay cmon big boy let’s go to bed” I stepped into bed and stayed on my side of the bed, not wanting it to be awkward.

He tried wrapping his arms around me “heyyy, come closer”

“Drew what has gotten into you” I mumbled, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and stuffed his head into the crook of my neck like earlier today

“You know drew im so gonna make fun o-”

“Do you and Rudy have something going on” he spoke clearly for the first time that night.

WHAT?!

“What are you on about drew.” He still waited for a response “no!” He sighed like he was holding his breath and leaned back into my shoulder.

“I love you” his voice came muffled but , I knew what he said, if it wasn’t so dark , he would’ve seen how red I’d become just from that one comment

“Drew come on your drunk-”

He lifted his head “I mean it.”

Oh my god. Is the world spinning? I can’t breathe!. Okay , no calm, he’s drunk he doesn’t mean it. Your okay yea-

Suddenly I felt lips on mine, it took me a moment to realise what was happening and I kissed back. no this is wrong, I pulled away

“Drew we can’t do this.. not again”

“Y/n , I know you feel it, please.”

I paused thinking of what to say , hearing him plead with his puppy eyes under the moonlight was intoxicating

“Drew your drunk, I won’t do anything, until I know you mean it”

Drew didn’t respond, he slowly made a Noice of confirmation and understood where I was coming from and put his head back down to its original position.

I knew he wasn’t sleeping but it was peaceful knowing we were just lying there. I felt my eyes get heavy but before I let slumber take me I said

“Hey drew..”

“Hmm”

“Tell me that again tomorrow”

I felt him smile against my neck and muzzle into me more

“Ofcourse”

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The next morning , i woke up with Drew still having his arms wrapped around me and a particular instagram post that made me actually realised what was happening

Rudeth

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[boag]

I think Maniac was the best one of all time

My toxic trait is that I loooove Netflix originals

[alyswritings]

Self Harm

Request: Hey I was just watching the new season of ginny and Georgia and I was wondering if you could do one where Jj maybanks daughter has a panic attack and then tells her dad that she’s been burning herself (self harm) and he never knew, he’s glad she told him. And he tells her he’s gonna get her help x

JJ Maybank x daughter!reader

Summary: JJ finds out something heartbreaking about his daughter.

Warnings: heavy mentions of self harm, DON'T READ IF IT COULD TRIGGER YOU

a/n: thank you for the request! sorry it took me forever to get to!

(gif not mine)

Y/N is doing dishes and lost in her thoughts, flinching a bit when her dad puts a cup in the sink. JJ freezes, frowning at her in concern.

"You all right?" He asks.

"Hmm? Yeah. Yeah. Sorry. Just, uh... head in the clouds. Didn't hear you." Y/N says.

"Okay." JJ mumbles, still giving her a concerned look. He massages her scalp for a moment. "Look, uh, I gotta go out of town for a few days. You know, work and all, I'm gonna go take a job a few towns over." He says, walking around the kitchen as he cleans it up. As he busies himself, he fails to notice Y/N freeze or hear her breath hitch.

While he continues to talk about how long he'll be gone, Y/N drowns him out as she feels her palms grow sweaty and her breathing become uneven while her eyes sting with tears. She hates being alone. Her mind never shuts up when she's by herself and forced to drown in her thoughts.

"Y/N?" JJ calls after she doesn't answer his question. He frowns when he notices her tense shoulders. "Baby? Hey." He walks over and puts his hand on her back lightly making her flinch and she drops the glass in her hand, it shattering in the sink.

"Whoa, whoa, hey, okay. Baby, hey." JJ pulls her away from the sink, his worry only increasing when he notices her uneven breaths and the tears streaming down her face. "Baby, look at me. Hey, you're okay."

"Don't-- I don't-- I can't--" Y/N presses one hand to her chest.

"I know, baby girl. You're okay. You're safe." JJ soothes, gently running his hand up and down her arm. Y/N manages to get enough air in her lungs to be able to talk.

"You can't go." She rapidly shakes her head. "You can't-- no. I can't be alone. I don't like being alone."

"Okay. Okay, hey, baby, you're okay. It's okay. I won't go, I'll cancel." JJ says, carefully cradling her head in his hands.

"I'm sorry." Y/N sobs. "I'm so sorry."

"No, no, you don't have to be sorry about it, baby. It's okay." JJ says.

"No, I'm sorry about-- about what I do." Y/N hiccups.

"Do? Wh-what do you mean, do? What do you do?" JJ asks.

Y/N lets out a few more sobs, trying to find the strength to tell him.

"Princess, you can tell me anything, remember? What's going on?" JJ asks, his voice soft and full of concern.

"I..." Y/N hiccups. "I burn myself." She tells him. JJ feels his heart split in half at her words. Y/N eventually manages to look up at her dad's face, breaking into another fit of sobs at the pain in his face.

"I'm sorry." She cries, knocking JJ out of his heartbroken state.

"Oh, hey, no, no, it's okay. C'mere." JJ pulls her into a tight hug. "You're okay. Let it out, baby." He mumbles as she continues to cry, tightly clutching onto his shirt. He kisses her on the head. "You don't have to apologize for anything, baby girl. I got you."

Y/N's knees give out on her and JJ slowly lowers them both to the ground. He manages to get her on his lap and rocks her back and forth like he would when she was a baby.

"I got you. I got you. I'm right here." JJ soothes, stroking her hair. Y/N buries her face in his shoulder, her tears wetting his shirt. JJ ignores the tears welling in his eyes as he forces himself not to cry.

When her cries grow somewhat quieter, JJ decides to speak up aside from the comforting reassurances he's been repeating.

"I never knew, baby." JJ mumbles into her hair. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I didn't know. I'm really glad you told me, though." He presses another kiss to her head and strokes her hair. "I'm gonna get you help, okay? We're gonna get you help and I'm gonna be there every step of the way."

"Don't go on your work trip. No work trips." Y/N sniffles.

"I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart." JJ assures. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." He promises. JJ glances down and notices her shorts riding up, seeing part of the burn mark on her thigh. A frown sets on his face as he carefully brushes up the short up a bit more to reveal the full burn mark.

Y/N realizes what he did and chokes on a sob. She slightly flinches when a tear lands on her leg, knowing it's not hers. She looks up at her dad and sees the tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry." She cries, feeling even guiltier.

"No. No." JJ sniffs, trying to push his tears back. "It's okay, baby. I got you." He tightens his grip around her, kissing her on the head. "I got you. You're gonna be okay."

After both of them manage to calm down a bit, JJ pushes her away slightly and he cups her face, his thumbs wiping her tears away.

"How about..." He sniffles, trying to contain his own emotions. "How about tonight we build a fort and, uh... and watch whatever movies you want? Or shows. Eat whatever you want? And tomorrow we'll look into therapists and stuff, hmm?"

"Okay." Y/N nods, sniffling.

"Okay." JJ mumbles, kissing her on the forehead. "I love you so, so, so fucking much."

"I love you, too." Y/N whispers, cuddling into him again, JJ's arms wrapping around her.

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click HERE for #363 gifs of antonia gentry as ginny miller in season one of netflix's ginny and georgia (episodes 1-2). all gifs were made from scratch by me for my own personal roleplaying purposes and so i figured why not share them. please remember when casting that antonia is of jamaican and white descent. please like/reblog this post if you found it useful.

[lvrcpid]

road trip! - modern!au

— something tells me y’all are going to disney

— everyone met up at the sully house at 4:30 am on the DOT

— neytiri threatened to leave lo’ak since he didn’t wake up on time

— jake didn’t feel like taking multiple cars cause he thinks gas prices are insane so he rented a huge caravan to attach to his truck

— he drives a ford F150 btw

— there isn’t really a seating arrangement but trust ronal, neytiri and your mom are in the back sipping wine/juice and gossiping

— your dad sitting in the passenger seat while jake drives and tonowari in the back seat since he called dibs

— alright let’s get into the funny stuff

— not even 10 minutes in and lo’ak is complaining he has to pee

— neytiri tells him “there’s literally a bathroom?”

— he doesn’t want to get up cause him and tsireya are watching the new season of ginny and georgia

— kiri is definitely in a window seat cuddled up watching her shows while tuk is next to her playing adopt me on her ipad

— you got stuck with aonung and neteyam

— they’re just glaring at eachother cause wtf i wanted them to MYSELF!

— rotxo could come this time (YAYYYY)

— but he was knocked out on the couch as soon as they got up there

— jake has the worst road rage

— he stay cussing someone out while tonowari is tryna defuse the situation

— your dad is just listening to sports podcasts

— baseball specifically

— neteyam bugging everyone to play crazy 8

— tuk ate y’all up every single round

— when it FINALLY came time to stop at a gas station, lo’ak was the first to get up

— he came back WITH THE MOST SNACKS

— i’m talking candy, chips. the whole 9 yards

— i’m too lazy to write the snacks everyone got but something tells me the men have hella slim jim wrappers in the truck

— you playing tic tac toe with ao’nung because he was bored and his signal went out

— speaking of signal, there was a point in time everyones signal went out for like an hour and it was pure chaos

— neteyam was probably reading when it happened so he didn’t even care

— a lot of “damn!” when jake swerves around someone

— neytiri calling him upset cause “there’s a pregnant woman and CHILDREN BACK HERE JAKE.”

— tsireya and kiri looking at ears they want to buy to match with the boys

— lo’ak and rotxo looking at them like ??? whatever makes you happy babe

— lo’ak knocked OUT. i’m talking snoring, spit on his shirt

— something tells me he sleeps like he has 4 kids and mortgage to pay for

— you and tsireya made a lot of tiktoks

— i mean a lot

— you , neteyam and aonung decided y’all were gonna be different and wear goofy ears instead

— ronal asks for a time check and only realizes it’s 7 in the morning and y’all have 8 more hours to go.

— cue a conjoined sigh

— tuk made you play those tiktok games with her and you actually had a blast

— tuk is so cool i love her

— i’m gonna stop here cause it’s getting long but if y’all want me to write one where they’re at disney then lmk 🤭

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[gas-stationprincess]

i might be bias, but outer banks is really not that bad of a show that is meant for teenagers.

outer banks has a lot of its own issues like some inconsistencies in the plot, plot holes, corny dialogue, questionable filming, and some interesting character choices. —which those things might make it seem like the show is horrible. but when compared to some other shows that are meant for teenagers, it is really not that bad.

outer banks shows a lot issues in a way that makes the show progressive. starting with giving their main black lead character a MAJOR arc and plot in season two. which is almost unheard of in shows for teenagers which typically dont use their black characters at all and their only existence is to be the token black character. "oh no! we cant give a major plot and arc to character that isnt a conventionally attractive white man."—is what i imagine a lot of writers of other shows say. (i am not saying pope isnt conventionally attractive. he is a cutie pie! i love pope!!! he is actually my favorite)—compared to supernatural, teen wolf, criminal minds, riverdale, & stranger things

also, the show is not overly sexual. i HATE it when shows are overly sexual; especially when they are about teenagers. like i LOVE outer banks because it is basically just teenagers having fun and treasure hunting with a lot of drama.—compared to euphoria & riverdale

this is a rarity lately, but the writers of the show actually know how teenagers act and talk! what! CRAZY! i mean there is some corny lines in outer banks, but the dialogue is not horrible.—compared to ginny & georgia, riverdale, & mean girls 2

i also really enjoy the show because all of the characters have depth and different family dynamics. pope is actually the only character with good and proactive parents (which also breaks stereotypes). crazy how most shows still actively refuse to break stereotypes when it comes to their poc characters. but not outer banks! their poc characters are not made from stereotypes!

i also like outer banks because i like the take the show has on classism. if you have not noticed, the shows theme is, classism. funny how they portray the rich as bad guys than the poor? again more stereotypes are being broken! the show is like: rich people get away with their crimes and are treated better because they are rich. while poor people are left to suffer and that is not fair!—compared to riverdale

and DONT get me started on how they write their female characters vs the male characters. the only female vs female conflict in the show is between sarah and kie. and they get over that in like three minutes. while the male vs male conflict is never resolved. notice how the men are the overly emotional ones with mood swings? while the females are the ones with level heads and are the more mature ones? sounds like feminism to me! & also sounds like people who know how to write teenage boys & girls!

thank you to the outer banks writers for making a show that is progressive and not using stereotypes when making your characters! us viewers appreciate you!

(i can also make an entire post about the things wrong with outer banks if anyone is interested!)

[thatseventiesbitch]

It's heeeeeeere!

That '90s Show Season 2 Official Trailer

My favorite bits:

Leia's grandparents all teaching her to drive 🥰

I know a little bit about how Jay and Nikki find out about the almost-kiss, and it was fun seeing it play out 😆

Guys, gals and nonbinary pals, we have our first falling(/jumping?) off the water tower moment of the series!

"Okay you know what, I've talked myself back into it". Nikki my love!

Leia's Hot Topic interview!!!!! With Mitch. Who is still in love with Donna. 🙄 Very excited to see the rest of that storyline.

Lol why are the guys car-surfing? First it was Nate in the teaser and now Ozzie.

"If we got past me calling her grandma hot, we can make it through anything." 🤣

Ooooh, the girls shoplifting and Gwen being the only one they stop is inch-resting! Very very intrigued by how they handle this storyline. Reminds me of the Ginny & Georgia episode.

Why is Jay like, hugging Donna like that? (And the "Dude!" just sounded like LP to me 🤣)

I do love me some Will Forte

"We have some fun news to share!" LMAO that entire scene already had me dying. This Bob is back, baby!

T-minus 23 days, people. It's happening (again)!

[andreal831]

Do you consider that during the period that Hayley was married, Jackson was a stepfather? I don't know, I don't see him like that, in my vision he always tried to turn Hayley against the Mikaelsons, sometimes I see it like that because I'm not a big fan of Jackson when it comes to them, so He was just a man whom Hayley got married to save her daughter

And what do you think it would be like if Hayley, Hope and Elijah had left when she said she wanted to build a life with them? Do you think Elijah would take on a fatherly role? Did I ask, making sense of my doubts?

To me he was a stepfather but not a father, if that makes sense. Which is funny because people always get mad at him for trying to "take Klaus' place."

I will preface this by saying most of my opinions on this come from the lack of development the writers gave Jackson as well as the fact that the writers didn't want baby Hope, they just wanted teen/adult Hope.

When people get mad at me for how I view Jackson, they usually bring up quotes from the show but struggle to actually point to moments where Jackson is exhibiting those traits. Jackson is a classic mistake in writing of "show don't tell." Instead of showing us that he's a good father to Hope, they tell us and we are supposed to just take the character's word for it. The show essentially left a lot of their relationship up to our imaginations and I just never made headcanons with Jackson so it fell flat. But to me, he cared more about marrying Hayley than being a father to Hope.

Again, part of this is due to the fact that we hardly see anyone in season 3 interact with Hope. I get that it's hard to have a baby on set, but when you launch a whole spinoff around a magical baby, it helps to have a baby. I definitely think Jackson loves Hope, but not necessarily as his own. I feel like he held the Mikaelsons against her a little bit. If he and Hayley would have (could have) had their own kid, they definitely always would have fought over Jackson saying "our kids" versus "your kid." I also think that if Hayley would have been willing to leave Hope with Klaus and start a family with Jackson, I don't think he would have been upset by that. Anything to get away from the Mikaelsons.

I don't blame Jackson for not wanting to associate with the Mikaelsons after Klaus cursed them all. Although, ironically he was the one making side deals with Klaus in season 1 and 2. However, he had no right to give Hayley an ultimatum, especially where Hope is concerned. Of course, if you love someone, you don't want them to be around toxic people. But you don't get to make that decision for anyone else. People have to be allowed to make their own decisions. You can only set boundaries for yourself, and he does. He gives her an ultimatum and when she picks the option he doesn't like, he leaves. This is where I have a hard time with him as a father. It reminds me of Ginny and Georgia (*spoilers*) when Paul finds out the truth about Georgia and he initially leaves but then he can't stay away because he loves the kids so much. It takes him less than 24 hours to decide to help Georgia to protect the kids. (*end of G&G spoilers*) Jackson leaves and doesn't even reach out to Hayley for an entire month while he knows they have enemies in town. Yes, he had every right to do that, but I can't help but hold that against him as a father and husband. Just like I hold Klaus not reaching out to Hayley while he has to stay away with the Hollow against Klaus. We can headcanon that Mary is updating him but again, the show doesn't bother telling us anything.

I personally hate the scene when Jackson walks out. I know he is mad that she went to help the Mikaelsons, but Rebekah was actively kidnapped and drowning at the bottom of the ocean. He then makes her feel guilty because he had to put Hope down and she cried for a long time. A husband/father shouldn't make his wife feel guilty because he had to put the baby down. And, a husband should never make a mother feel guilty that her baby was crying. That detail was unnecessary. Yes, he was mad at her reasoning and mad that he made Thanksgiving dinner and she missed it, but there was other ways to say it. He weaponized Hope against her. It just made him sound like he resented having to play stay-at-home father, but what else was he doing? Neither of them worked.

I also think Jackson had this idealized idea of what his life with 'Andrea' was going to look like and it didn't include a magical child she had with another man. Even when she was living with the bayou, she didn't feel supported by him. She tells Eve that she's on her own with the baby. He does build her a crib but then after she 'looses' the baby, he doesn't even reach out. Compare this to Cami who is in tears, running to Klaus when she heard to see if it was true. Also, compare the reactions to Cami meeting Hope and Jackson meeting her. The writers are also a bit sexist and focused more on building Cami up as a stepmother and didn't focus too much on Jackson as a stepfather.

I don't like to always compare Jackson and Elijah because I don't think it is super helpful to the discussion. We should be able to analyze one without the other. However, since you asked, I do think Elijah plays more a parental figure to Hope. He also has the advantage of being biologically related to Hope. No matter what was going on between him and Hayley, he was always going to be in Hope's life.

Although, I do think that it wouldn't have mattered to Elijah if Hayley had a baby with someone else. I think he still would have taken on a parental role because he loves to be a parent. We know from the past that he was willing to be with Tatia and be a father to her child, so I don't see a difference with Hope.

I don't think Elijah would have ever left town without Klaus to start a life with just Hope and Hayley. The only way he would is if there was no way to protect Hope and Hayley while saving Klaus. Even then, he would go back for Klaus. Elijah was always very careful to not overstep his role with Hope. He knew Klaus' fears and also knew how Klaus tended to behave when he felt insecure. For everyone's sake, Elijah would keep a respectable distance as an uncle. Although, Elijah always just kind of acts as the parental figure of the group, so that wouldn't change too much. I can definitely see him taking on the more strict disciplinarian role while Klaus just spoils Hope.

Thanks for the ask! I hope I answered it all <3

[erraticrandomficwriter]

Below the cut is Season 1 Episode 2 of my Ginny and Georgia Fanfic; My Mother's Daughter

At the bleak hour of 3 AM, Alex jolted awake, heart pounding, and sweat slicking her brow from another nightmare. Try as she might, sleep eluded her. She sighed and reached for her notepad; a song idea had sprouted from the chaos of her dreams, and she wasn’t about to let it slip away.

Alex’s creativity wasn’t confined to just writing stories and poems. She also sang, played the guitar, and wrote songs. Unlike Ginny, who excelled at the piano, Alex kept her musical talents hidden. Georgia probably didn’t even know she could play the guitar. Alex had picked up playing the guitar in music class back in Texas and now imagined the chords since she didn’t have one of her own.

She often felt overshadowed by Ginny and preferred to keep some things to herself to avoid comparisons.

As she was finishing her lyrics, she heard Georgia and Ginny talking in the other room. She tried to ignore it until something about Chewbacca caught her attention. Curiosity piqued, she went to Ginny’s room and saw her sister plucking a hair from their mother’s chin with a pair of tweezers.

“I’m not awake enough for this,” Alex muttered, shaking her head before returning to her room and closing the door.

Restlessness gnawed at her, making her feel as though she couldn’t sit still. She loved her home in Wellsbury but sometimes felt an overwhelming urge to move, to do anything but remain idle.

Abandoning her half-finished song, Alex decided to prepare for school. Getting ready and having breakfast early would give her a legitimate reason to leave the house without sneaking out. With that plan in mind, she set about her morning routine, hoping the activity would help settle her restless energy.

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Alex’s plan worked perfectly. She got ready, had breakfast, left a note saying she had left for school, and was out of the house before anyone else was even downstairs. She found a quiet spot in the school’s hallway and resumed her songwriting as she waited for the first bell. he was so lost in her creative flow that when a small package landed on her lap out of nowhere, she nearly jumped out of her skin.

“Jesus!” she exclaimed, her heart racing.

“I’ve been called worse,” Press said with a grin, plopping down next to her and glancing at her notebook. “Working on another poem?”

“A song, actually,” Alex replied, closing the notebook and examining the package. “What’s this?”

“Breakfast,” Press said with a shrug, tearing into his own. “If you’re here this early, I figured you might’ve skipped eating.” He handed her a carton of milk to go with it.

“Thanks,” Alex said with a grateful smile, accepting the milk. “I know why I’m here this early, but what about you?”

“The cafeteria makes killer turnovers for breakfast,” Press replied, his gaze fixed on something across the hall as he ate.

Alex knew better than to pry when someone didn’t want to talk. She despised it when people did it to her, so she wasn’t going to do it to Press. Instead, she set the milk carton beside her, opened her package, and said, “I’ll be the judge of that.” She tore off a piece of the turnover and popped it into her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise. “Holy apples, Batman – this is amazing!”

Press nearly choked on his milk but managed to recover with a smug smile. “Told you.” He studied Alex for a moment, clearly debating whether to ask her something.

Noticing his hesitation, Alex waved her hand in front of his face. “What’s up with your face?”

“Why did you take a picture of your fractured reflection and write that poem for your self-portrait?” Press asked, his voice steady.

Alex wasn’t expecting that. She looked away, biting her lip in thought before answering, “We’re not close enough for me to tell you that.” She was referring to an incident involving a bee, not what had happened with Kenny. She doubted she’d ever tell him about the bee; she didn’t want him to see her differently after knowing.

Press didn’t push further. “Okay,” he said, finishing the last bit of his turnover and his milk. He got up and threw his trash away in a nearby barrel. When he returned, he held out his hand to help Alex off the floor. “The classroom should be unlocked by now.”

Alex took his hand, tossed her trash, and together they walked to their first-period classes.

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“Where were you this morning?” Ginny asked, sliding into her seat beside Alex in AP English.

“Over the rainbow sipping tea with the Mad Hatter and the Scarecrow,” Alex replied, not lifting her eyes from her notebook.

“Is that a euphemism for something, or are you just avoiding the question?” Ginny pressed, genuinely puzzled.

Alex finally looked up and beamed, “Yes,” before diving back into her writing. She’d let Ginny puzzle over that one.

The bell rang, cutting off any further questions. However, as soon as class was over and they lined up to get their quizzes back, Ginny cornered her again. “I’m serious, where were you? Mom was freaking out until she saw your note.”

“I highly doubt that,” Alex replied coolly. “Besides, you said she saw my note, which clearly stated I was going to school early. So why are you asking me where I was?” Alex’s patience was wearing thin, and Ginny’s persistence wasn’t helping.

“I think what Ginny really wants to know is if you snuck out to hook up with Press before school,” Maxine chimed in with a smirk.

“Oh my deity of your choosing,” Alex groaned, rolling her eyes. Her attention snapped back to the teacher, who announced that only one student had a perfect score and that Hunter Chen was the one to beat. When Ginny and Alex got their quizzes back, both were scored 100%. “Racism is real, yo,” Alex muttered sarcastically as she exited the classroom, echoing Ginny’s words from their first day.

At her locker, Alex suddenly felt someone’s presence far too close behind her. She screamed and scrambled away, heart pounding, only to realize it was Press. He was approaching her slowly, like one might approach a startled deer. “Don’t do that!” she screamed again, not caring who heard.

“Whoa, Alex, I’m sorry…” Press’s apology was genuine. He hadn’t even managed to get out his intended “Boo!” before she freaked out. “Alex, you’re shaking.” He followed her into an empty classroom, watching as she hugged herself tightly, avoiding his gaze. Her behavior spoke volumes. “Who hurt you?”

Alex’s mind was a whirlwind, memories crashing down like a relentless tide. It wasn’t until Press’s words broke through that she managed to tether herself to the present. “What?” she asked, her voice fractured.

Press approached cautiously, stopping when she looked ready to bolt. “Who hurt you? Give me their name, and I swear I’ll make them pay.”

Alex saw the fierce determination in his eyes. She cleared her throat before speaking again. “I already did. Metal stool, below the belt – he won’t be hurting anyone else again.” She could see the anger simmering in Press, barely contained. “It happened in Texas, and I don’t want to talk about it.”

Press paced, trying to calm himself. “Okay.” After a moment, he stopped and asked, “Permission to hug you?”

Alex felt tears welling up. When she practically threw herself at Press, she knew she was clinging to him like a lifeline she hadn’t realized she needed.

So much for keeping it to herself, but Press didn’t run for the hills. If anything, it seemed to bring them closer, and to her surprise, Alex didn’t mind that one bit.

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After school, Alex was brought to the guidance counselor’s office by her Math teacher for a meeting to discuss her progress. Alex repeatedly told them that she didn't need tutoring, but they just pointed at her assignments and insisted. They even threatened to call her mother, Georgia, for a chat about next steps. Alex knew that bringing Georgia into this would lead to a lecture about her school performance and yet another comparison to Ginny. Though she doubted her mom even realized she was doing it, so she begrudgingly agreed to the tutoring. Again, it’s not like she needed it.

Alex plopped herself at a table by the window at Joe's Cafe, waiting for her tutor. She audibly groaned when she saw Hunter walking in. Sure, she knew that Hunter and Press were friends, but since Hunter dated Ginny, she figured Ginny would hear all about this.

"Hey, Alex," Hunter greeted with a friendly smile, setting his bag on the floor and sitting across from her. "I brought some practice pages for you to do so I can get a sense of your starting point, and we can go from there." He placed the papers and a pencil in front of her. "Do you have any questions before we get started?"

"Yeah, can we just pretend we did this whole tutoring thing so we can leave? I don't need tutoring, so you're just wasting your time." Alex’s annoyance was palpable.

Hunter looked at her supportively. "It's okay, Alex. Not everyone gets this, and if you're worried about me telling anyone, I won't."

Seeing the determination in Hunter’s eyes, Alex knew he wasn’t going to back down, so she begrudgingly started working on the sheets while he talked.

Hunter, thinking she was ignoring him and doodling, said, "I give you my word, I won't tell anyone you need tutoring." He added, "Could you at least try to be respectful and not doodle on the papers?"

"I'm not doodling," Alex retorted defensively. "I'm a horrible artist, so I don't doodle. You can ask Press if you don’t believe me. And like I said, I don't need tutoring. It's not that I can't do it; I just don’t care to. If the teacher paid attention, she’d see that I deliberately do just enough to pass. Why put effort into something I don't care about? Before you start lecturing me on respect, that goes both ways. How about you respect me enough to, oh, I don’t know, believe me when I say I don't need this?" She didn’t even look up from the papers as she spoke, and when she finished, she slapped the practice sheets down in front of Hunter— all completed.

Hunter looked shocked, his eyes wide as he saw that every single answer was correct. He flipped through the pages, checking to make sure the answer key wasn’t mixed in. "How...what..." he stammered.

"I told you I didn't need tutoring," Alex said, smugly.

"You sure don't," he laughed. "But I don't get it—why don't you do the work if you can clearly do it? Why aren't you in AP Math, too?"

Alex sighed with an elaborate hand gesture. "Were you not listening? I don't care about Math or any other subject. I do just enough to not get held back and focus on what I like. No point in wasting time on the other stuff.”

Hunter was still processing everything. "You could literally get into any college..."

Alex practically leaped out of her chair to lean over the table and cover his mouth with her hand. "I've heard it all before—no intention of hearing it again. If you promise to hush and never bring it up again, I'll show gradual improvement or whatever. Deal?"

When Hunter nodded, she removed her hand, returned to her seat, and sighed. "So, now what? We can go, right?"

Hunter, needing to collect his tutoring hours, said, "Actually...could we work on something? Anything? Joe needs to sign off that I've been here tutoring, and I’m counting on these hours to..."

Alex held up her hand. "Say no more. Homework it is."

Hunter was surprised she agreed. "Thanks. I appreciate it."

Alex shrugged. "You don't annoy me as much as I thought you would, so no biggie."

Hunter looked amused and confused. "Thanks, I guess."

Alex set her homework down. "I don't particularly care for Ginny's friends, and you're part of that group, so I assumed you'd be as nail-on-a-chalkboard-esque as them."

"Press is friends with them, too," Hunter countered.

"His so-called friends called him a psycho sociopath and told me I could do better. You may be friends with them and Press may be friends with you, but those ladies are so not his friends," Alex said without hesitation.

Hunter took that into consideration. "Noted." He then spotted some music notes and lyrics on one of Alex's notebook pages. "You're a songwriter?"

Alex flipped the page and went back to her History assignment. "We're not friends enough to get into that."

Hunter held his hands up in a playful, dramatic 'I surrender' manner. He could definitely see why Press was so into Alex and hoped it’d work out for them.

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When Alex got home after Hunter’s ‘tutoring session’ ended, she found Press perched on the front steps of her house, waiting. She couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest at the sight of him there, almost like he was a guardian waiting to ensure she made it home safe.

“You’re not gonna go all Edward Cullen on me and watch me when I sleep, are you?” she teased, her playful smirk masking the genuine curiosity and slight nervousness beneath.

Press’s face turned stoic, masking any hint of confusion. “I have no idea what you’re referencing.”

Alex squinted at him, trying to discern if he was serious. A flicker of amusement crossed her mind, lightening the lingering weight of her day. She sat down beside him, chuckling. “What’s up?”

“You weren’t at Brodie’s tonight. Everything okay?” He cut straight to the chase, his eyes searching hers for any sign of distress.

“I had to do some mandatory tutoring,” Alex explained, rolling her eyes dramatically. “It was easier than dealing with the school calling my mom in.”

Press raised an eyebrow. “You’re literally one of the smartest people I know. You don’t need tutoring.”

“That’s what I tried to tell them,” Alex sighed, leaning back on her arms. She could see the concern in Press’s eyes, and it touched her more than she expected. “I’m fine, Press.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” he snapped, then immediately softened, rubbing his brow. Guilt tugged at him—he hadn’t meant to sound harsh. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“No, you did, and that’s okay,” Alex took a deep breath, feeling the weight of unspoken truths pressing against her ribcage. “I’m not lying when I say I’m fine.” She saw Press about to counter, so she quickly added, “F is for feeling overwhelmed. I is for I’m not alright. N is for not being able to sleep, E for every night.” Alex couldn’t take credit for that, but when she heard the song ‘Fine by Kyle Hume’ she felt it in her soul.

Alex flashed a wide smile, masking the turmoil inside. “I’m very good at burying things and saying what needs to be said so people don’t freak out around me.”

“You don’t have to wear a mask around me,” Press’s tone softened, a gentleness threading through his words. He wished she’d let him in, just a little bit more.

“It’s not a mask,” Alex countered with a small smile, though her heart ached with the effort of keeping the walls up. “It’s a face.” She wrapped her arms around his and leaned on his shoulder, craving the comfort of his presence. “I’m never going to tell you the full story.”

Press didn’t move, didn’t look at her. He could feel the unspoken pain radiating from Alex, and all he wanted was to ease it. “Okay,” he said simply and sincerely, and that was good enough for Alex.

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Up in her room, Alex was getting ready for bed when Georgia came in. She was braiding her hair, trying to unwind from a long day – ironically, because in a way she was literally winding her hair.

“Who were you talking to outside?” Georgia asked, her voice curious.

“Matt Press,” Alex answered, deftly finishing the braid. “He’s a friend.”

“A friend who is a boy?” Georgia’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Are you going to be okay with that?”

Alex turned to face her mother, meeting her gaze head-on. “Yes, I’m okay. And…he kinda knows what happened. When he snuck up on me, I kinda freaked, and he figured it out.”

Georgia’s legs wobbled, and she had to sit down. The revelation was like a punch to the gut, causing a swirl of emotions—fear, relief, and a deep, aching sadness for her daughter’s pain.

Since Georgia was uncharacteristically silent, Alex continued, feeling a need to fill the heavy silence. “He didn’t react like I thought he would…he was supportive and asked for my permission to give me a hug. After everything, I really didn’t think I could get close to a boy, and I’m not saying that he and I will ever get close physically, I’m just saying…it’s good, Mom. I’m good.” There was a mix of hope and vulnerability in her voice, a quiet plea for understanding.

Georgia swallowed the words she wanted to say because, for the first time in a long time, she saw that Alex genuinely meant she was good. Instead, she put on a warm smile, feeling a surge of maternal pride and love, and kissed her daughter’s forehead. “I’m glad. After all, not all men…”

She didn’t need to finish her sentence. Alex responded instantly, the playful sparkle in her eyes returning. “Of course not. Gomez Addams would never.”

Georgia chuckled, a wave of relief washing over her. “My little Addams fanatic,” she said softly, her voice filled with affection. “Goodnight, Lexi,” she added before leaving the room.

Alex glanced at her new mirror and smiled – for the first time in a long time, it was a genuine one. The reflection staring back at her wasn’t forced or feigned, her smile was real and for the first time in a long time Alex thought she might actually sleep through the night because of it.

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At school the next day, Hunter hurried down the hall, weaving through the crowd until he caught sight of Alex. His heart pounded as he approached her, his steps quickening with urgency. He caught up with her and, panting slightly, blurted out, “Okay, so, I really need you to be cool and please, don’t hate me.”

Alex’s brows knitted in confusion. She couldn’t fathom what Hunter might have done to warrant such a plea. Trying to control the flood of anxious thoughts racing through her mind, she met his gaze and said, “I make no promises. What did you do?”

Hunter stopped abruptly, causing Alex to halt as well. He winced, his face a mask of regret as he confessed, “I may have told your guidance counselor that you’re incredibly smart and should be in AP classes.”

Alex felt her blood start to boil, the heat of anger rising from her chest to her cheeks. “You may have done it, or you did do it?” she demanded, emphasizing the words ‘may’ and ‘did’.

Hunter looked away, guilt etched on his face. “I did,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. He could see the fury blazing in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Alex, I just couldn’t let you throw away your chance at college and…” His words trailed off as Alex stormed away, fury in her stride. He raced after her, calling out, “Look, I’m sorry but…”

Alex whirled around, jabbing her finger into his chest as she advanced, forcing him to backpedal until he was pressed against the wall. “No buts. There are no buts in this situation. I trusted you, and you betrayed that trust. You had no right interfering in my life. Do you think I want to be in the same classes as my sister, constantly being compared to her? Now I’ll never hear the end of it from Ginny and my mom! I just wanted to stay under the radar, make my own choices, and you took that away from me!”

Hunter could see that her reaction was about more than just his betrayal. This outburst stemmed from deeper issues, from wounds he hadn’t known existed. “I’m sorry,” he repeated, feeling helpless.

“I don’t care,” Alex snapped, removing her finger from his chest and walking away, her anger leaving a tangible trail behind her. This time, Hunter didn’t follow.

Press entered the hall just in time to see Alex walking away from Hunter. Concerned, he approached his friend and asked, “What’s up?”

Hunter sighed heavily, the weight of his mistake pressing down on him. “I was assigned to tutor Alex and found out she’s a lot smarter than she lets on. I told her guidance counselor.”

Press looked at him like he was an idiot all whole doing his best not to get pissed. “Dude, Alex has her reasons.”

“I get that now,” Hunter replied, his remorse deepening. “She told me she only cared about English, but I didn’t realize there was more to it.” Granted, he didn’t know the whole story but with how Alex had spoken about being compared to Ginny, he could imagine.

Press shook his head at his friend. “You really screwed up, man. Good luck fixing it.”

“You’re not going to help me out here?” Hunter asked, hoping for some assistance.

“Nope,” Press said firmly, walking away.

Hunter exhaled deeply and headed to class, his mind racing with ways to make amends. He needed to fix things with Alex—not just because she was practically Press’s girlfriend and Ginny’s sister, but because he genuinely hoped they could become friends. He just hoped he could find a way.

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When Alex walked out of her guidance counselor’s office clutching her new AP class schedule, she felt a volcanic eruption of frustration bubbling within her. It took every ounce of her self-control not to tear the paper into confetti and scatter it across the hallway. She knew the inevitable confrontation with her mom awaited her—an interrogation about why she hadn’t been in these advanced classes from the start and why she’d coasted at a level far below her true capabilities. There was no escaping it now; Georgia wouldn’t let this slide. After giving Alex so much slack on bigger issues, her mom was sure to unleash her wrath this time.

As Alex stormed down the hall, she passed the lilac-painted wall where Ginny and her friends—Nora and Abby—stood, chatting. She hoped to glide by unnoticed, but Abby shot out her hand, gripping Alex’s wrist with a firm hold.

“Hey, Ginny’s twin, we’re going shopping, and you’re coming,” Abby said with a faux-sweet smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

“Hey, the name’s Alex, and no, I’m not,” Alex retorted, yanking her hand free. She added with a sarcastic, high-pitched valley girl tone, “Thanks for the invite, though,” and flicked her hair dramatically before turning to walk away.

“You could have just said no,” Abby called after her, a hint of annoyance in her voice. “No need to be a bitch about it.”

That remark was the final straw. Alex stopped dead in her tracks, fury igniting in her eyes. She spun on her heels and marched back toward Abby, her expression murderous.

Seeing the brewing storm, Ginny quickly intervened, stepping between her sister and Abby. “Don’t ruin my chance at having friends, I beg of you,” she quietly pleaded, pushing Alex away.

“No promises,” Alex muttered, glaring daggers at Abby. She shot her the middle finger before continuing her march down the hall to her locker, where she needed to gather her textbooks for return. She’d be getting new ones the next day.

As Ginny rejoined Nora and Abby, Abby watched Alex’s retreating figure with a newfound respect. “She doesn’t take anyone’s crap. I’m totally in love with her,” she declared with a serious tone, then burst into laughter, with Nora and Ginny joining in soon after.

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Alex sat at the kitchen counter, her focus intently on the card game she was playing with Austin. The quiet hum of their playful competition was interrupted when Georgia and Ginny burst through the door. Ginny, radiating frustration, stormed straight up the stairs without a word. Georgia, visibly exasperated, entered the kitchen, shaking her head in disbelief. "I don’t know what I’m going to do with your sister,” she muttered, her voice heavy with fatigue.

Deciding to face the inevitable, Alex turned to Austin with a sigh. "We’ll play cards again later. I need to talk to Mom."

Austin, sensing the seriousness of the situation, nodded and began to gather the cards. "Okay," he said simply, before retreating up to his room.

Georgia, still releasing deep, weary sighs, set her water bottle down on the counter with a thud. She looked across at Alex, her expression a mix of concern and exasperation. "Please tell me you don’t have a crisis too. Or if you do, let it be a normal teenage crisis, like a zit that makes you feel like you’ll just die if you have to go to school tomorrow."

Alex couldn’t help but chuckle at the oddly specific example but quickly regained her composure. "With the exception of Art, I’m starting all AP classes tomorrow," she announced, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside.

Georgia blinked, clearly taken aback. She moved around the counter island and perched on the stool beside Alex, her eyes searching her daughter’s face. "You barely get C’s in any class other than English, so please explain how you’re now in AP classes?"

Alex stood up, making her way to the fridge. She grabbed a can of cola and opened it with a crisp snap. "You know I don’t believe in wasting my time," she said, taking a sip. "So I just don’t bother in the classes that I don’t care about." She left out the part about avoiding being in the same classes as Ginny, a detail she wasn’t ready to share.

Georgia slowly rose from her seat, the realization dawning on her. "So this whole time—for years—you’ve been pretending not to be as smart as you are?" She didn’t wait for a response. "Why the hell would you do that, Lexi? And don’t give me that ‘oh, I just don’t care’ crap." She pointed a finger at Alex, her frustration boiling over. "You fooled me good, baby girl, and I don’t appreciate that. Once I figure out how to deal with everything else that’s going on, we will be having more of a conversation about this." With that, Georgia turned and left the kitchen, her footsteps echoing down the hall.

Alex exhaled a long breath, taking another sip of her soda. "Yep, that pretty much went the way I thought it would," she muttered to herself, the weight of the confrontation settling heavily on her shoulders.

With the tension between her and her mom still hanging in the air, Alex planned to retreat to her room for some much-needed solitude. That was the plan until a sudden knock at the front door made her spin around on her heels. She opened it to find Hunter standing there, a hesitant smile on his face.

“Ginny’s upstairs, I’ll go get her,” Alex said automatically, ready to dash away.

“Actually, I’m here for you,” Hunter interjected quickly before she could leave.

“Why? You have more decisions to make about my life?” Alex retorted, raising an eyebrow as she sipped her soda. She stepped outside, closing the door behind her.

“I deserve that,” Hunter admitted, then handed her a paper bag from the Wellsbury bookstore. “This is for you.”

Alex tapped her soda can thoughtfully. “Is this a bribe for my forgiveness?”

“Absolutely,” Hunter replied without missing a beat.

Alex chuckled, handing him her soda can. She took the bag from him and pulled out a compilation book of cartoons of the Addams Family by Charles Addams. Her eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh my deity of your choosing, this is amazing!” She laughed, flipping through the pages before looking back at Hunter. “How did you know I loved the Addams Family?”

Hunter shrugged, a smile tugging at his lips. “Your bag is covered with Addams Family-themed patches. I figured this would be a safe bet.” His eyes were hopeful. “Are we good?”

Alex closed the book, placing it back into the paper bag. She took her soda can from him and narrowed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. “You’re lucky I love a good bribe.” She grinned, and he smiled along with her.

“Good, I’m glad. I really want us to be friends,” Hunter said earnestly.

Alex’s immediate response was blunt. “Right – not getting along with your friend’s friend and the girl you like’s sister probably wouldn’t bode well for you.”

“Not just that,” Hunter explained, “I think you’re cool and want to be your friend, just because.”

“A non-ulterior motive friend, eh? I’m good with that.” Alex lifted the bag. “Thank you for this. See you in class.”

Hunter smiled and waved as she went back inside the house. He walked back to his car parked down the street and got in, looking at Press who was sitting in the passenger seat. “You were right, she loved the book.”

“Told you,” Press replied, not looking away from his phone.

“I thought you weren’t going to help me though? Why did you give me the book?” Hunter asked, still puzzled.

“I wasn’t helping you, I was helping her,” Press replied seriously. “She could use you as a friend.”

Hunter could have easily teased Press for being sentimental, but he chose not to. Instead, he simply said, “I owe you one.”

“I aim to collect,” Press responded, his tone leaving no room for doubt. He had given Hunter the book because he wanted Alex to feel better and for her and Hunter to be friends. Press was willing to do anything to make Alex happy and he intended to see it through.

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End Season 1 Episode 2

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favorite color: Purple and black

last song: Recently I am obsessing over Måneskin.

last movie: Alice in Worderland 1999 (remembering childhood :D)

currently watching: Rewatching Good Omens... I can't get into anything else after this 2nd season...

other stuff I watched this year: Oh too many things, but I enjoyed a lot Ginny and Georgia, Severance, Wednesday, From, What We Do in The Shadows, and Young Sheldon.

shows I dropped this year: The last of us...

currently reading: I am currently reading London by Edward Rutherford (historical fiction about London that begins from the creation of the world to nowadays, and every chapter is telling the story of some of its citizens)

currently listening to: Playlist: Måneskin, Point North, Catch Your Breath, Yungblud

currently working on: I have 3 jobs. One main 9 to 5 and two side jobs, so they take a lot of my time but besides that, I am writing a Good Omens fan fiction.

current obsession/s: Obsessions? Who? ME? (she said, while the voice in her head goes GOOD OMENS GOOD OMENS GOOD OMENS)

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