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butchybats · 10 months ago

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Okay this is again me obsessed with lesbian Devil's Minion. I had written I have lots of thought about Armand's gender presentation and her way of comforming or not comforming through the century. I want you that it's long and there is lots of projection going on lmao. Sorry if it took me a while to answer but I have an exam some days ago so I didn't have time/energy to think too much about fandom. So my vision of Armand's gender presentation and issues and journey: I just think that as a Venetian Renaissance girlTM she may have been preassured to dress and act and behave in a certain manner. Just as in canon Armand was groomed to be the perfect imagine of the Renaissance young man but like +100. And imho her relationship with gender would change if the boys in the Palazzo remain boys or if we all change them to be girls. In the first case, I can see her resenting more the rigid gender role of their time, because of the fact that others boys were more free than Armand, and skeaking out with Riccardo&Co to go running on the streets dressed as a paige. In the second case, maybe there is less resentement and more "what if we don't try dressing as young men to go in that tavern/fairy" etc. Regardless of that, I can also see all the people around Armand (Marius in primis but not only) to take the whole objectification+"oh you just look like a doll/such a beautiful girl/pretty face" up to 100 if Armand was a girl. Imagine all the canon objectification Armand face in TVA+ the doll treatment that Claudia received in IWTV (the first book)- that's more or less how I think it would have been for a version of Armand who is a girl during the Renaissance. I imagine she would not be called a cherub but a young nynph, which is. Ick. And I imagine that, like in canon Armand had an ambiguous reaction to being called beautiful, that would be true even more in this au. I can see him (her idk) trying to present more masculine to try to avoid objectification (which is ironic giving canon) and idk wanting to distance herself from the idea of a Renaissance painting. I think during the cult years Armand would have not presented either masculine, andronynous or feminine- just long chastizing black dresses and unkept hair. This is also a some sort of way to distance herself from her apparent physical beauty that is the thing that, as a mortal, people always focused on when looking at her. Then- the theatre years. I see the theatre years as years of experimentation in term of gender presentation because well, I'm a theatre person lmao. I can see Armand, in the rare time he enters the stage, playing a male role (again the projection lmao). And then- after Louis burn down the theatre. The Modern Age TM. I can see Armand experimenting with gener presentation and finding a sort of androgynous persona and allure while still with Louis, because I think it was the beginning of last century, during La Belle Epoque etc, that the imagine of women with short hair or occasionally in trousers started become more popular. I can see Armand cutting their hair every evening like Gabrielle in canon, in modern time, or Claudia in the movie, even if for different reasons. Then the 70s/80s happens and Armand is BLOWN AWAY. By all the nuances and variety and freedom of expression in underground scene and culture that she discover through Daniel. (Also lesbian). Daniel is like, 100% butch lesbian, and we know from canon Armand does consider Daniel as the guide to the modern world. I think in this au Armand, with all her past baggage, would find Daniel's way to express herself very freeing. I can see Armand becoming less and less gender conforming in modern time, maybe even wanting to change pronouns in the 00s, maybe not, but otherwise being very fascinated for multiple reasons by the new freedom and the concept of gender as something who trascend physical bodies.

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#i love this you’re so smart #r63 vc #artemideaddams #bat notes

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prodigal-explorer · 1 year ago

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🌠 welcome to my intro! 🌠

a few people might know me from my other blog, @golden-songbird, but this is my new sanders sides/omori/your turn to die main blog! i write a lot of stories, make a lot of headcanons, and think a lot of thoughts, so if you're someone who likes analyzing sanders sides/omori/your turn to die or just sanders sides/omori/your turn to die content in general, this might be the blog for you!

also, i'm just gonna put my masterlist here! this has all of my stories, fanfics, and writing guides!

now for some more about me!

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🌟 annie is my name!

🌟 19 - 01.30 (aquarius)

🌟 he/she/star pronouns

🌟 enfj

🌟 i speak english, but i am learning french (i consider myself to be at an intermediate level), and i want to learn tagolog!

🌟 i don't know my gender, but i identify as lesbian!

🌟 i am filipino-american, and i am mixed! i am very proud of my heritage and i talk about it a lot!

🌟 i have ehlers-danlos syndrome, pots, adhd/autism, and anxiety.

🌟 i am an ambivert who loves people but also loves my space! i am very honest and open about my boundaries. i'm not a passive-aggressive type, and i like to communicate.

🌟 i don't really consider myself a proshipper or an anti. i kinda just stay out of all that because i don't believe that censorship is okay or good, but i also don't promote harmful ideas. not to say that either of those types of people always do those things, but it's just a weird slippery slope that i honestly touch grass too much to care about.

🌟 i'm a rising sophomore in college and i am currently majoring in theatre performance, but i am transitioning to get my bfa in acting!

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✩ likes:

writing, reading, classical literature, fanfiction, journaling, musical theatre, theatre, singing, dancing, acting, video games, sunny weather, mornings, dogs, pigs, asian history, african history, pacific history, women's history, learning new things, tea, sweet foods, candy, makeup, skincare, self-care, perfume, and most of all, my twin sister!

✩ shows i watch:

i don't watch a lot of tv, but when i do, i default to the same shows. sanders sides, anne with an e, modern family, little house on the prairie, dance moms, south park, alexa and katie, no good nick, high school musical the musical the series, curious george, and fraiser are my favorites!

✩ video games i play:

i love video games but i'm not great at them. my favorite games of all time are omori, your turn to die, animal crossing new horizons, legend of zelda: breath of the wild (i haven't played totk yet, please no spoilers!!), spiritfarer, hades, good pizza great pizza, undertale, deltarune, pokémon emerald rogue, and story of seasons: pioneers of olive town. i'm looking forward to playing all the story of seasons games in the future!

✩ my favorite plays and musicals:

my favorite plays are little women (adapted by kate hamil), dance nation, fences, the glass menagerie, equus, eurydice, a raisin in the sun, and especially the miracle worker.

my favorite musicals are hadestown, ragtime, alice by heart, matilda, gypsy, west side story, ragtime, in the heights, great comet of 1812, pippin, come from away, the color purple, amelie, the mad ones, and fun home.

✩ celebrities i enjoy:

i don't really talk about celebrities much, but when i do, it's about these guys: maddie ziegler, chloe lukasiak, nia sioux fraizer, jojo siwa (i don't really know all the drama surrounding her, i just like her message), paige hyland, sofia vergara, lea salonga, eva noblezada, lin manuel miranda (i just think he's goof), beth malone, phillipa soo, karen olivo, dolly parton, amber gray, lauren zakrin.

✩ dislikes:

bossy people, authority in general, staying up late, coffee, bitter foods, dear evan hansen, be more chill, most cartoons, roller coasters, twitter, dream smp, milk, traveling, writer's block, lifting heavy things, being teased, passive-aggressive people, patton sanders, basil, keiji shinogi.

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here's the stuff about me pertaining to sanders sides!

★ my favorite side is roman, i actually kin him and relate to him a lot!

★ my least favorite side is patton. i don't think he's evil or anything, but i am very critical of him and i make him the antagonist in a lot of my aus.

★ my opinion on the sides from favorite to least favorite are as follows: roman, logan, remus, virgil, janus, patton.

★ i am an avid remy enjoyer and i think emile picani is cool.

★ i do a lot of canon-deviant headcanons such as race headcanons, pronoun headcanons, and disability headcanons. i am very respectful of these things and do lots of research, mainly because such headcanons are usually projections of myself and my own experiences.

★ i write a lot of sanders sides fanfiction and roleplay ideas, as well as aus. feel free to use anything you'd like for inspiration as long as you give me credit! i've had my work stolen before and it doesn't feel good.

★ my favorite ships (in no particular order) are roceit, prinxiety, logince, literally all poly combos of roman/logan/janus/virgil, intrulogical, analogical, dukeceit, remy/roman, remy/remus, remile, roman/emile, and loceit!

★ my least favorite ships are pretty much all patton ships and remrom. i'm not a remrom destroyer who will burn down your house if you ship remrom (as long as they're like- not explicitly brothers) but i'm an identical twin so the idea of them being in love is super weird to me lmao. i can't take it seriously.

★ i love talking about sanders sides please talk to me about sanders sides! especially if it looks like we have a lot in common!

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here are my other socials!

✯ ao3: ultraluminary

✯ quotev: tinyrevolt

✯ discord: waterfalldancer

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thanks for reading all that! i hope we become great friends!

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #sanders sides fandom #sanders sides fanfiction #tumblr intro #tumblr introduction #introduction #intro #roman sanders #roman sanders kin #tss

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kraekat29 · 1 year ago

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Lover- Chapter One

The sun was peeking through the bedroom window, Paige and Rudy were laying in bed, admiring each other as usual.

Their one year anniversary was coming up, and over the past year Paige had grown, she’d become a stronger, healthier person.. all thanks to Rudy.

He was there for her on good days and bad, and she was there for him when he’d have panic attacks on set.

The two of them worked together, they had this natural flow of calmness around them- Rudy loved traveling and somehow he’d convinced Paige to come along.

The two were constantly finding different waterfalls and cliffs to dive off of into the ocean.. this was calmest Paige had ever felt.

She still hasn’t met his family, that was her own doing. She was terrified of meeting them, what if they didn’t like her? What if they convinced Rudy to leave? She didn’t know what she’d do..

Rudy rubbed his thumb over her cheek, making Paige lean into his touch, an instant feeling of calm washing over her.

Lately she’d been trying to stay off of social media, she couldn’t handle the edits of Rudy and Madison.. not to mention all the ones of JJ and Kiara.

Seeing them made her feel sick, if JJ and Kiara had chemistry does that mean her and Rudy didn’t while filming? And if they thought Rudy was looking at Madison a certain way then did he even like Paige at all?

It took three months for Rudy to finally talk her down, and honestly the edits were a little unsettling to him as well.

But on a rare occasion people would actually notice them and they’d notice JJ and Ruby, so at least they had that.

Paige knew things wouldn’t be easy as an actress but she didn’t think a few clips of her boyfriend looking at someone else would terrify her the way that it did.

She knew Madison was a lesbian, but all these edits started to cloud her judgement for a bit, making her wonder, did Madison actually have a thing for Rudy?

So Paige sat down with her one day and laid everything on the line, making it clear she was with Rudy.

Madison thought it was hilarious, but she did agree with the fans that JJ and Kiara had chemistry.

That argument has been going on for two months now, and the girls were feisty on set, one cat fight away.

Paige was never a jealous person, but she figured maybe Ruby was rubbing off on her a bit- she knew her character well enough that if anyone tried going for her man that she’d fuck them up.

So Paige tried avoiding Madison at all costs, but she kept a close eye on her, she wasn’t taking any risks.

She also had a sit down with Jonas, asking his thoughts on the whole ‘Jiara’ situation.

“ I mean.. it’s crazy right?” Paige asked and Jonas sighed, “ yes and no. If they get more attention and views then we may have to work with it” Jonas said.

“ so.. that would be the end of JJ and Ruby..” Paige said quietly, “ precisely, but they do have a pretty wide fanbase. It just depends on if the fans still want them or not.” He said.

And now here Paige was in her trailer, tears streaming down her face as she read her season two script.

This had to work out..

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jaggedwolf · 5 months ago

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separate thoughts about a trio of characters in PLL S1 given what happens in later seasons. don't click if you haven't seen up to the end of S4, yes I'm talking to the two unfortunate souls I've dragged into this canon, this is not for you yet. go away, begone, shoo.

~s3 and s4 spoilers here blah blah blah you have been warned~

Obvious retcons are obvious, in that none of

Paige crushing on Emily in freshman year + getting tormented by Alison for it

Spencer being on amphetamines most of summer + her family thinking she killed Alison while high

Ezra already knowing who Aria was + surveilling the liars to write a book

were planned back when season 1 was being written, or were even potential story ideas. On this rewatch, I didn't mind viewing S1 from the perspective of the retcons.

Let's get Fitz out of the way first because he's boring and he sucks. This is the first time I've watched many of the S1 Ezria scenes because back when I first watched this show I fast-forwarded through all of their scenes. I find him much more tolerable with the idea that he's always been even creepier, having hung out with 14-year-old Alison as a college student, that he's using the Ezria relationship for dirt while also getting his rocks off on it, that his stupid little :o faces are an act, that all of it is defensible because it is For The Book. If only a certain hoodie had aimed their gun better 🙏 Perfect ending then

Paige, truly my poor little meow meow before that was even a phrase. It is delicious to spend time with S1!Paige knowing the full backstory - her dad alone could explain the vibrating-with-turmoil mess we see, but the retcon slots in neatly to what we already know. In S1, Spencer says Paige has fouls named after her in field hockey, and so Paige bruising Alison in soccer is what prompts Alison's ire and revenge. S1!Paige treats Emily's existence like it's the universe playing a joke on her, (incorrectly) attributing an ease to Emily's life, be it swimming, sexuality or parents. What an even bigger joke it must have felt like, that Emily turns out to be gay after all and was in love with Alison. Paige must really really like Emily to only go "She seemed like a very dynamic person." in response to that and not just cycle off.

Though it must be that by this point Paige has realized Emily does not exactly share moral philosophies with Alison. In her introductory episodes, Paige repeatedly assumes of Emily ulterior motives, or behind-the-scenes game-playing, with very little basis. All of the liars get this to some degree, the consequences of their public tight-knit friendship with Ali, but it also fun to consider whether Paige ever thought Emily in on the trick played on her. (Am I making up in my head someone in the show describing the quintet with "those girls tell each other everything"?)

I assume freshman year Paige was looking at Emily like this all the time given how easily Ali figured it out. Going to blame Ali for Paige's tragic style shift from polo shirt + khaki shorts to terrible haircut + terrible cardigans, rip the baby lesbian fit.

Emily is absolutely the first time Paige has ever tried being a verbal bully and not a physical one. She is not very good at it, like clearly Emily is out and nobody cares, this is ineffective leverage. She also does not have that dog in her when it comes to physical bullying either, given her reaction post-head dunk. Some of it is because it was Emily Fields, with all that represents and who remained unfailingly not-terrible to her even after said dunk, but it does seem to apply more generally - I think she can do heat of the moment sports roughness without feeling bad, given Spencer's and Ali's comments, but the targeting of someone did not feel great for her.

S1 parallels Paige and Ali a few times, the first when Spencer tells Emily that she talked to Fulton for her because Emily never stood up to Ali (and no, I don't think Spencer was aware of Ali playing hot-and-cold with Emily re:kisses, just that she had eyes and like everyone else could see that Emily was whipped), the second when Paige and Emily frame Emily's type as "ballsy women", the third when Emily puts away her Alison bracelet after the picnic where she tells Paige she can't secretly date, the fourth when Paige texts Emily post-Samara and A immediately follows up with the "love me, lie for me" text. I don't think Ali is ever as directly brought up in the context of Emily/Maya, though I could be mistaken. They feel more separated.

My only notes on this are (1) one of the fun things about Paily for me is the way they take turns being the brave one and admire the other one for it (2) I wonder if Paige has already been comparing herself to Alison by the time we see her in S1...maybe she has, given something she says in S5

okay okay okay Spencer Hastings!!! an excellent maniac <3

Spencer's family really is terrible to her about letting Ian continue to live on their property even after she's expressed terror at it and they know he was kissing her while she was 14 and he was her coach, but it is so so funny that every time she accuses Ian of murdering Ali her family must be thinking....fucking hell, you did it and we need you to not drag police attention onto our family! What the fuck Spence!

Especially funny from Melissa's PoV, who IIRC buried a girl and thought she was covering for Spencer, and now has Spencer repeatedly accusing her husband in public. From her perspective she is the most long-suffering oldest sister who has ever lived, okay.

Again, all of the Hastings deserve this problem because of how they are fine with even a non-murdering Ian and apparently got Spencer zero help after that cursed summer murder. Still very funny.

When Spencer asks Ian "Was that how it happened?" when he recites how her fake suicide letter will say she murdered Alison, I wonder if it's a genuine question her part :( Her memory of that night is very fucked up, she might in this moment wonder if he saw something and go wait no, Ali died of suffocation.

Spencer...also had multiple confrontations with Ali? From this season we know she had one inside her house (before or during?) the sleepover, and then in S4 we learned Spencer's A adderall pills overpowered Ali's sleeping pills and Spencer chased after her in the backyard. Were there more confrontations she had that day? I genuinely forget, and will now simply picture Spencer running back and forth and back and forth and back and forth across her own backyard.

#mine #pll #pll meta #paige mccullers #spencer hastings #ezra fitz

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softtrobed · 4 years ago

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hm would you write a fic about annie coming out to jeff? i love their friendship and brother/sister relationship :)

thank you so much for this request! i honestly got a bit emotional writing this. annie coming out to jeff is something that can honestly be so personal...

there's some focus on annie coming out to other members of the study group, but it does mainly focus on her and jeff. i hope that's okay :)

Annie had decided to come out to her friends in the same way she tended to do most things: efficiently and beginning by making a list.

Well, she supposed the most efficient way would be to come out to all of them at the same time, but this way would be more effective in the long run. She knew they’d all have very different reactions, different questions to ask, different levels of surprise, so if they all found out at once, most likely no one’s questions would get answered (not just the ones she would politely ignore), the group would start talking over each other, someone would yell at Pierce and it would almost be forgotten what the point of the conversation even was. This way, although it would take longer, everyone would hopefully be satisfied.

She told Troy and Abed first. That was the easiest, as because the two were a couple, she had no doubt they’d be accepting. Additionally, in the time they’d lived together, she had a feeling they’d already picked up on some of her not-so-straight behaviours: the girl-crushes she formed on the pretty women in the movies they watched together and her disinterest or non-romantic affection towards the men she knew she was ‘supposed’ to swoon over; the way she giggled and twirled her hair while on the phone with a certain girl from Greendale she’d recently reconnected with; the one time she didn’t delete her search history from the apartment computer and Abed may or may not have seen her recent searches, which included among others, ‘am I gay test,’ ‘comphet meaning’ and ‘can you be straight but think girls are really pretty and rarely have long lasting feelings for men?’

She’d come out to them over breakfast one day, and they basically had the best response she could have wished for. They were totally cool with it, but didn’t make it a big deal. They joked about how she was no longer the token straight roommate, she hugged both of them, and the day went on as normal.

Annie had crossed their names off her list with a big smile on her face.

Next had been Britta. Annie had also guessed that she’d be accepting, as what had happened with Paige last year had been a bit misguided but well-intentioned. At least Annie didn’t have to worry about Britta only wanting to be her friend because she was a lesbian, because they were already friends, and Annie suspected Britta had learned her lesson.

As expected, Britta reacted well. Perhaps too well, loudly proclaiming her supporting for the LGBTQ community before asking a string of questions about what it was like dating girls and if kissing them was different if you were sobre and/or not doing it to prove you weren’t homophobic. Annie explained she didn’t know - she actually hadn’t kissed a girl yet - but did wonder if Britta’s questions weren’t just due to her being an ally. She could be wrong, but she had read something about queer people having a way of spotting each other. Still, it wasn’t her place to assume anything, and she put the thought out of her mind as she crossed off Britta’s name.

Next was Jeff. This was a bit trickier. Once again, she didn’t think Jeff would be at all homophobic (unless he turned out to be one of those men who only viewed relationships between women as hot, but she’d cross that bridge if she came to it), but coming out to him made her nervous for another reason. Ever since they’d kissed at the Transfer Dance, his feelings for her had seemed unclear. At first, he’d seemed determined to forget it ever happened - which she’d found unfair at the time, but now appreciated - but lately, it was possible he had actually become interested in her. It felt… really weird, when she thought about it for too long. Not only was she definitely not interested in him, but, partially due to their age gap, their relationship felt too close to a father-daughter or older brother-younger sister relationship to be romantic. Sometimes she wondered why she’d ever liked him like that at all.

Although, since she’d extensively researched what comphet was and realised that was undoubtedly what she’d been experiencing, she could understand a bit better she’d never really liked him to begin with, she’d just latched onto a seemingly unattainable man to convince herself she could be attracted to guys, yet again.

As everyone packed up their stuff to leave the study room, Annie remained seated. “Um, Jeff,” she said. “We’ve both got a free period now, right?”

“Right,” Jeff replied, not looking up from his phone.

“Would you mind if I talked to you about something?”

He looked at her curiously. “Yeah, sure.”

Troy, Abed and Britta had clearly all realised what was going on. Abed gave her a small, supportive smile, Troy gave a quick thumbs up, and Britta winked in a way Annie guessed was meant to be subtle, but no doubt everyone in the room saw.

“Come on, guys,” she said, ushering the others out of the room. “This sounds important, and private, and we’ve all got classes to get to.”

Shirley stopped, muttering that she’d forgotten a textbook, but Britta practically pushed her out of the door as Abed said in a deep voice, seeming to have taken the opportunity to act like a security guard, “Keep it moving.”

Annie smiled as she watched them leave, her friends dramatics a pleasant distraction from what she was about to do. She turned back to Jeff to see he’d put his phone down. Clearly, he knew this was serious. “So,” he said. “What did you want to talk to me about?”

Annie opened her mouth, let out a squeak, then closed it. This was going to be difficult. Maybe she should have just come out to everyone at the same time, the consequences be damned. That way, she would have got it all over with at once.

“Annie, is everything okay?” Jeff sounded so genuine in his concern, a relatively rare sight. “You know you can tell me if something’s bothering you?”

“No, everything’s fine,” she assured him, finding her voice, but he didn’t look convinced. She took a deep breath. “I was thinking recently about that time we kissed.” He looked confused for a second. Didn’t he remember that night? Not that she cared, of course. “You know? During the dance at the end of our first year? I had just decided not to move to Delaware with Vaughn-”

“Right, right,” he cut her off. “I remember. Sorry, go ahead.”

“Thank you,” she said curtly. “So, I’ve been thinking about our kiss, and-”

Once more, he interrupted her. This was just getting annoying. “Annie, look, I know I’ve been giving… pretty mixed signals about my feelings for you, or if I even have any, but lately I’ve taken a good look at myself, and realised that it would never really feel right to be with you. For many reasons, none of which are your fault. It’s just that you’re much younger than me, and you often feel like a little sister to me - as well as a friend, of course - so I’m sorry, but-”

“Jeff.” Her firm tone silenced him.

There, she thought. How does it feel to be interrupted?

“I don’t want to be with you either!”

“Really?” he checked. “Because it wouldn’t be your fault if you did, I’m the one who needs to keep whatever feelings I have for you in check. Plus, I mean, I wouldn’t blame you…”

She rolled her eyes, but a smile began creeping onto her face. “I swear. I was going to say that I’ve been thinking about that kiss because of how, back then, I thought I really liked you. In a romantic way, I mean. But recently, I’ve realised that I just made myself think I liked you, even loved you. I wanted to convince myself I could be attracted to men, so just like with Troy in high school, I picked an unattainable - or so I thought - man. In his case: someone cool and popular who I thought would never notice ‘little Annie Aderal.’ With you, a cool, older guy who just saw me as a child.”

“Annie.” Jeff’s tone was serious but not annoyed. “Are you saying what I think you are?”

She nodded, her lips a thin line. “I’m a lesbian, Jeff. I really hope this doesn’t change things between us, although, honestly, knowing you don’t want to be with me is a big relief, because I was worried I’d break your heart or make things weird, but…” She paused. She was getting ahead of herself. “Well, have I made things weird?”

“Of course you haven’t! Thank you for telling me, that was really brave, especially if you thought I was still interested in you.”

“Thanks,” she said. She quickly added, “It’s not that I thought you’d react really badly. I don’t see you as someone who thinks he’s somehow entitled to any women he has feelings for, but still… I didn’t want to hurt you.”

He stood up, walking around to her side of the table, presumably to remove the physical and metaphorical distance between them, and gesturing for her to stand up as well, which she did. “You haven’t hurt me at all, Annie, I promise. I care about you, so much, even - no, especially - as a friend, and I just want you to be happy. Even if I was madly in love with you - which, thankfully, I’m not - I could never be upset at you, or anyone, for this.”

Annie could feel tears forming in her eyes. “Aww, Jeff!” She practically threw herself at him, wrapping him in a tight hug which he happily returned, laughing.

“Okay, we don’t have to make this all dramatic,” he said, but Annie was sure he sounded a bit choked up.

They came apart, smiling at each other for a few seconds before Jeff hesitantly reached out and gave her a pat on the head. “For old time’s sake,” he explained.

Annie had never felt happier while being given a head pat, which didn’t say much, she knew, but it was accurate, as she’d probably felt happier in general at some point in her life. Still, this was definitely in her top ten.

That night, she crossed off Jeff’s name, remembering the days she would doodle hearts as she wrote down his name, or paired her first and his last. This time, she instead drew a little smiley face. That was far more accurate, she thought. The thought of Jeff no longer made her heart flutter in her chest, but he made her smile, and she was more than happy with that.

#community #nbc community #annie edison #jeff winger #troy barnes #abed nadir #britta perry #shirley bennett #pierce hawthorne #lesbiannie #trobed #community fanfic #my writing #ask #lesbiannie-rights

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tibby · 3 years ago

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tibby thoughts on pll, the liars plus allison

listen. the show itself is NOT good. it has never been good. even when i was 14 watching it and had a head full of gossip girl and glee brainrot, i knew pll was a bad show. you could say it aged terribly - which it has - but it was also kind of out of date at the time. it's messy, it makes no sense, it has terrible morals even for a teen drama...and yet. AND YET. i find myself returning to the first three seasons every year. i will never watch past that and i never have, all my information from post-s3 is by what i've read...and yet, once again, here i am. about to start s2. i don't even like this show but goddamn they put something in it that keeps me returning again and again. it's a curse.

anyway. let's talk about the girls:

spencer hastings: the LOVE of my LIFE. troian really was too talented for this show and you can see it in virtually every spencer scene, she's just so good no matter how dumb the plot is. spencer is by far the most complex and layered of the liars, even if they very rarely handled her problems well. she's smart and brave and funny and kind of insane but she is my dearly beloved and she is probably the reason i keep coming back. fucked that the show never addressed the amount of adults who preyed on her outside of blaming spencer for it to create conflict with melissa, but also pll is just, infamously bad when it comes to this shit. also i don't CARE, s1-s3 spoby are GOD TIER hets. he was her safe place to land!!!

hanna marin: i feel like sometimes they dumbed hanna down too much or focused on her being comedy relief even when it wasn't appropriate but ashley benson's strength is comedic acting so i guess i can't really blame them. regardless, love love LOVE hanna, easily my second favourite liar after spencer. they handled her ed relatively well for pll standards, but i do think the show relied too heavily on fatphobia, even away from alison. also hanna and mona's relationship is hands down the most interesting one in the show...like, i'm a mona apologist, so maybe i'm biased, but the kind of Intense Friendship they had for a year and how much mona's betrayal fucked with hanna but also how she knew mona could be better and constantly tried to prove it to the others...makes me insane. vandermarin 4 ever. haleb is cute too.

aria montgomery: as a strong believer in the #AriaIsA theory i am constantly disappointed they never embraced the full extent of insane aria because she was always at her most fun there. which might be my lucy hale in fantasy island stan card talking but it's TRUE. let more women be unhinged!!! also fuck ezra fuck ezria fuck marlene king for trying to make that shit romantic when aria should have murdered that fucking predator.

emily fields: just....boring. i wish i could like her because i know she was an important lesbian character for the time but god. she's just so dull. shay mitchell's lack of acting skills do not help. i liked emaya, i guess? mainly i just am so disinterested in emily sorry.

alison dilaurentis: THEY SHOULD HAVE KEPT HER A VILLAIN!!! like okay yes i didn't watch past s3 but everything i saw of ali after they decided to redeem her was SO boring and they made her so dull, i guess because it was the only way they could justify emison or whatever. ali was not just a mean girl in flashbacks she was manipulative and controlling and derived joy from hurting others. she blinded jenna and made toby take the fall even after finding out that he was a victim of SA at jenna's hands. she was so horrible to mona that mona quite literally lost her mind. harassed lucas and paige endlessly. and that's not even touching on how she treated the other girls...like the entire thing pre ali being revealed as alive is the four liars realising how awful she was for them and trying to move on from that, especially with the fact ali was "dead" and they'd never get closure weighing them down. like ali was TERRIBLE but that's what made her FUN and INTERESTING and sasha killed it despite being so young so WHY!!!! WHY!!!! TRY AND MAKE HER OUT TO BE A GOOD PERSON AND CHANGE EVERYTHING THAT WAS INTERESTING ABOUT HER!!! MARLENE KING YOU SHOULD NEVER BE ALLOWED TO WRITE AGAIN!!!!

#ask #anonymous

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skepticallysound · 3 years ago

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A short story that I’m taking name suggestions for?

I didn’t turn around, because I knew that if I did all I would see is her face, screwed up in pain. Maybe she’d be on her knees, sobbing. I don’t know, because I didn’t look back. I wanted to. Oh, god, how I wanted to turn around and see her one more time, I recalled how her face dropped when I told her; I know I would cherish that last memory of her face forever. It was senior year and we’d both be going off to college next year, so that was the end. We always talked about spending these last few months together, before I left for Yale and she went to UCLA, but I guess my parents had something else in mind. My parents. That was it, they were the problem. I was angry at them, understandably, but they were still my parents. I needed them. I didn’t need her. Just wanted her really, really, really badly. When I finally got home I called Mick. He picked up right away. “Hey, I was just gonna call you. Wanna go get some pizza or something?” I let out a sob. “Hey, hey, hey. What’s wrong?”, Mick asked.

I tried to explain but I was crying too hard for him to even understand what I was saying. “Ok, it’s ok. I’ll be there in ten.” That was Mick. Reliable. Caring. The best friend I ever had. I can’t even imagine my life without him, we’re basically like siblings. And of course we’ve had the moment where he confessed his love to me - because we’re a boy and a girl, we have to be romantically involved right? It went something like this:

“Jess, I like you. I have for a little while now and I just thought you should know.”

“Mick, I like girls.”

“Oh… Ok. Never mind then.”

And that was that. He was great. Anyway, he came over and found me curled up in a ball in my bed under my covers. “What’s happened, love?”

“I broke up with Alisha.” I cried.

“Oh, honey. Why?” He cooed. He was good like that, supportive.

“Because, because -“ It was at this moment that I realized it was a very stupid reason, probably one of the worst ever, in fact. I started crying even harder.

“Ok, it’s ok, we don’t have to talk about it.”

And like that we stayed for quite some time, him holding me, stroking my hair and me, bawling, unable to speak.

Of course, eventually Mick had to leave. My mom came home and although both my parents adore him, it was also getting late and, like I said, boy and girl. So, no sleepovers allowed - stupid rule if you ask me, especially since I had come out, like obviously I don’t want to have sex with him now, surely you understand that. But no, my parents are very much the “Oh, this is just a phase” type of people. So, no sleepovers. Mick told me to text him if I need anything. He knew how to sneak into my window and he told me that he would bring ice cream or Kit-Kats - my favourite chocolate - in a heartbeat. My mom asked what that was about. I hesitated. I loved my mom, but, she didn’t really get me. She tried really hard, I have to give her credit, but her life was so different from mine and she just really didn’t get what it was like for me. Plus the whole lesbian thing, but we’ve already covered that. I decided to tell her. “I broke up with Alisha.”

“Oh, honey. That’s tough… but I really think this is for the best.” She hugged me. Best my ass. “If you need anything, let me know. I love you.” She let go and kissed me on the forehead. I went back up to my room. I felt like throwing up. I probably grabbed my phone to text Alisha about a thousand times, even typing out what I wanted to say. “Hey, I’m so sorry. It was a huge mistake, can you forgive me?” But I never sent them, it wasn’t fair to her. I break up with her and then a couple hours later change my mind? Bullshit. So, I laid in bed. Eventually, the tears stopped, and all I felt was numb. Right about now, all I wanted was a big hug from my dad and a deep talk from my mom, but my dad wasn’t home yet and my mom wouldn’t really want to get into the depths of my relationship with Alisha. Slowly, the sweet release of sleep came over me as I blasted my music, and I drifted off dreaming of her. Her gorgeous chocolate eyes and dark brown skin. The way she used to straighten her hair everyday in eighth grade because she “thought it looked better” but eventually left it natural most of the time from tenth grade on because she finally started to believe me when I told her it was beautiful. If it wasn’t clear already, Alisha and I were friends. Good friends. Not quite Mick and I good, but good. It’s kinda funny, because normally the two girls are the best friends and the guy and the girl fall in love, but this time the guy and the girl were the friends and the two girls fell in love. So, yeah, we were friends. And I loved her as my friend, but I always thought she was beautiful. Honestly, she was a big part of my sexual awakening, I never really realized that thinking other girls were pretty wasn’t normal, especially because my one girl friend that I talked to about it was also into girls, so, I guess neither of us really realized we were not straight for a while. It took me talking to my sister to figure it out. I remember we were both on instagram and she showed me this picture of this girl and said something like “Ugh, her stomach is so flat. Why can’t I look like that?” Which is total bullshit to begin with because my sister is hot - it runs in the family, I guess. But then I said something like “Holy shit, I’d [Insert sexual comment here]” which got a very strange look from Paige, my sister, and I thought ‘Huh, maybe that’s not normal.’ So, yeah. After that, Alisha and I started dating, we dated halfway through grade 11 through until the end of senior year. At first, I kept it a secret from my parents, and she understood that. Coming out was not an easy thing for me, for Alisha though… lets just say, she had a very different relationship with her parents. They were much more accepting than mine, but also much more strict when it came to some things. Like, for example, when they did find out we were dating, her parents did not let us go into her room, in fact, they barely let us stay at her house alone, ever. My parents, on the other hand, didn’t really care about that as much. Even when my sister brings her boyfriend over, they’re allowed in her room. So, it’s a bit of a different dynamic between her and I. When I did finally come out to my parents, I wasn’t shunned or anything, but I wasn’t exactly welcomed with open arms either. I got a lot of “I’m sure you feel that way now,” and “Theres nothing wrong with experimenting.” But it was clear that they either didn’t think this was a lasting thing, or hoped that it wasn’t going to be.

The next day when I woke up, I had a text from Alisha. I bolted upright in bed and opened my phone. “Hey, can I ask you something?” It read. Why didn’t I stay up? I hated myself for a moment, then I looked at the time stamp. 4:32 am. I wouldn’t have been awake anyway, but I felt terrible because I felt like I was the reason she was up that late. Of course, Alisha was always one to stay up late. I, on the other hand, was much more sensible, usually going to bed by 11:00 or 11:30. I texted her back “Of course. Whats up?”. I sat and waited for a minute. Nothing. I felt the tears coming back. Then, a text from Mick came in: “How ya feeling?” Not great. I send him the crying emoji and the puking emoji. “That good, huh? Want me to come?” Theres that reliability again.

“No, I’ll be ok. Thanks though.”

“Anytime, and I’m still here if you need.” I don’t need to reply to this one, Mick and I are very low communication type of friends. I flip back to my chat with Alisha. Still nothing. Then the text bubbles appear, and disappear again. I wait, but they don’t reappear. More tears. I fling my phone across my bed, watching it bounce and then land on the pillow. My sister comes in. I hadn’t seen her since yesterday morning. She understands what goes on in my house better than anyone, even Mick. I guess Mom told her what happened because she didn’t say anything, she just came over and sat with me.

“Was it because of them?”

I nodded. Again, unable to speak.

“You shouldn’t let Mom and Dad dictate your life. I know theres a lot they have control over, Jess, but not this. They don’t get to decide who you love.” She was always more independent than I am, and even though she didn’t quite have this exact problem, she understood. I loved her for that. I gave her a smile and she kissed me on the cheek and left. I felt a vibration through my bed. I sat up and flipped over my phone, Alisha had finally texted. “Sorry. I just need to know why…Did I do something?” I was in shock. I can’t believe I didn’t even tell her why. I am such a horrible person.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. It wasn’t you at all. It was -“ I hesitated. I felt stupid. It was still a dumb reason. “It was because of my parents. And I feel so stupid. I shouldn’t let them control my life.” My finger hovered over the send button, and eventually it fell. My stomach dropped.

“So, what are you saying?” She replied, almost immediately.

“I’m saying that” I sent that first, that way I couldn’t back out of it. “I’m sorry, and it was a huge mistake.”

My phone started buzzing, she was calling me. I took a deep breath and tried to make it sound like I wasn’t crying. God knows why, but I did.

“Hi.” I exhaled

“Hi.” She replied. “Sorry to call. It’s just-“

“You hate texting, I know.” I finished for her. After all, I did know her very well, we had been friends for four years and dated for two of them.

“So, look. I know you and your parents have a rough relationship, but I just don’t understand why you broke up with me.”

“Like I said, it was stupid. I just felt like, I don’t know, they were starting to resent me for our relationship.”

“Oh. Well, how did you feel?”

“Honestly?”

“Honestly.”

“I felt like you were one of the best things that ever happened to me.” There was no reply, so I continued, “And I feel like and idiot for ending things with you.” I waited.

“Jess, I-I don’t know how I feel. I don’t know what to say.”

“I get that. I know you’re probably mad at me. I get it if you never want to see me again.”

“No. I don’t want that. I want the opposite, but how can I know that you won’t do this to me again?”

“You don’t, but I can make a promise to you that I have seen the error in my ways, and if you want me back, I’m yours, with the promise that this wont happen again.”

“The point is, Jess, that if you didn’t want to end it you shouldn’t have." “I know! I know I shouldn’t have. So, of course I want you back, but if that’s not what you want then I completely understand.”

“Give me some time to think.”

“Of course!”

“Ok… Bye.”

“Bye.” There was a moment while neither of us hung up and I could hear her take a couple breaths in, then the line disconnected. I took a deep breath and felt, renewed? I just hoped she would understand that I knew how much of an idiot I was and that I never wanted to hurt her like this again.

The next day, Alisha texted me asking if we could meet for coffee. I replied right away. “3 at our spot?” She asked. “Sounds good.” I replied. I looked at the clock, 1:43pm. Only another hour to wait, I quickly hopped in the shower and then picked out my bright yellow top and paired it with my solid light blue palazzo pants. Alisha always talked about how much she loved this shirt. I put on my makeup and got in my car and drove to Liz’s Coffee House. This was “our spot”, where we had our first real date, all our hangouts, we went here all the time. I got there and checked my phone. 2:54pm. Perfect. I went in and walked towards our usual table, Alisha was already sitting there, she clearly made as much of an effort as I had. Her hair was down, the way I liked it best, and she was wearing her green off the shoulder shirt and black shorts. God, she was hot. I sat down and she pushed a coffee cup towards me. “I got you your usual.”

“Thanks.” I blushed, half surprised she did that, but then remembering Alisha, feeling more surprised that I was surprised she did that. “So,” I opened

“So.” She let it hang in the air for a minute. “I still like you.” “I still like you too.” I couldn’t meet her gaze, but I felt it on me.

“Then, as long as you follow through on your promise and don’t do anything stupid again…” I managed to look up at her.

“You have my word.” I giggled

“Good. Then we’re good.” She beamed. I let out a sigh and beamed back at her.

So, Alisha and I kept dating. In my head, it was just a few more months but Alisha said that she felt like it was a few more months she could spend with a girl she had the most fun she’d ever had in her life with, and I had to agree. So, a few more months until we would have to say goodbye again. We weren’t thinking about that, though. We were just focusing on us and now.

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moist-astronaut · 4 years ago

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things my friends and I have said over the last year

“I’m verbally illiterate” “Isn’t that called dyslexia”

“I’m going to chemistry and I’m gonna light myself on fire” “No” “Damnit let me burn like the witch I am!”

“Don’t worry it’s not anti-Christ it’s just anti-government”

“I’ve been getting migraines everyday and I’m considering chopping my head off” “But that would kill you” “Two birds one stone!!”

“I swear to god I will hug you” “My house is 5 miles away and my doors are locked” “Your locks are FEABLE”

*writing an email* “Bitch comma”

“Ok but I could be a top” *laughing* “What I totally could be!” *laughing and crying for literally 6 minutes straight*

*on a group call, friends cat misha walks into the room* “Tell misha I would live and die for her, whichever she prefers” “She says thank you” *cat noises*

*joins discord vioce chat at 11:26 pm* “You guys are gae but I love you” “Thank you saeren very cool” “Goodnight” *leaves chat at 11:28pm*

“Jake jake jake jjjake -j-jaaake hey jake” “W H A T” “Can I eat your pens” “I literally have a restraining order against you”

“I’m educatn’t”

“Me calling you to dumb to be a slytherin is payback for you leaving multiple handprint bruises on my legs” “It’s not my fault your skin is weak”

“He’s rolling so that we can walk” *rolling in the grass and collecting leaves on his jacket* “I’m rolling for your sins”

“There are 7 of us so we can each be a deadly sin” “I wanna be Ross” “You mean wrath?” “No that dude from Friends”

“Ok but other than his strict attraction to women, his multiple wives, his hatred of gay people, and the fact that he is dead, what is standing between me and Joseph Smith the All American Hottie from being happy together”

“Consider: Mullet” “No”

“I do my homework while loudly eating a pop tart asmr”

“No no listen, he’s my brother, he’s a bastard of my dynasty…I might just ransom him off”

“These Norwegian bastards indroduced a fucking PLUAGE to my COUNTRY”

“Ooooo meth”

“Half of my life is me resisting the urge to sing the zaboomafoo themesong, the other half is me actually singing the zaboomafoo themesong. So either way my entire life revolves around zaboomafoo.”

“I just don’t think I would hire a gay man-wait no I’m not homophobic”

*chucks half a gallon of milk in a gas station* “-ah- got milk?”

“Gimme your sternum boy”

“Nooooooo he stole my sternum!!!” (Side note these were two separate occasions)

*being force fed milk duds* “No!! This is the worst way to die!!”

“Hey babe come over I have a hammock and a heated blanket”

“Be afraid, be prepared- IN THE WORDS OF SCAR”

“Stress eating stress gummies Stress eating stress gummies Stress eating stress gummies stress eating-”

“I thought to myself ‘Y’know if I die today this is how I want to be remembered- a leather skirt and leg warmers’”

“I think I’m telling you to go to sleep” “You’re gonna have make me” “I can’t tell if this is cry for help or flirting” “Yes”

“This is at best cannibalism and at worst being straight”

“Oh look Percy Jackson’s here now, ooh they replaced every character’s face with Mr. Bean. I hate it”

“You can’t be mean to me! I’m gay AND a woman! That’s a hate crime!” “Yeah well I’m brown and Muslim! Square the fuck up bitch!”

“Babe it’s not very metal to be afraid of your hair dresser” “It’s not very metal to have a hair dresser and yet here we are” “It’s fine you’re into glam metal”

“Hey augie, got any grrrrrrapes?” “I’m doing IXL :(“

“Can I come?” “No” “What if I bring watermelon?” “You can come, leave the watermelon, then leave” “:(“

“What in the jersey shore”

“Rad’nt”

“Ok but consider: Mullet-hawk” “I can and will divorce you”

“Dee-vorce 👏 Just to 👏 re-vorce 👏 👏 “

“Ah yes, that’s why I’m fat…for combat reasons…”

“You fool I consent!”

“My Boston fern is being a bitch but that’s because it’s winter and that’s BITCH season”

“You walk through the rest of the house and it’s like ‘ooo witchy and aesthetic’ then they’ll get to the guest room and it’ll just be a tacky twink Fever dream”

“Who needs a scalp”

“HeHe, sexing”

“Council has decided, your vibes are rancid (and not the band)”

“You’re never to young to hate women”

“Look at me I did the dishes I’m a 1950s housewife with a strangely new jersey accent and affinity for lesbianism”

“Well look who has the table now”

"contrary to popular belief, fuck you"

"There's nothing here that requires whisking, i'm just problematic"

"If you could go anywhere in the world with two people, who would you choose?" “New Orleans!”

"So he proceeded to bite me on the butt...like, really, really hard."

“I don’t cheat, I win. It’s not cheating if it’s consensual.”

“My mouth, my choice”

“Do you like my ombré of a tan"

“Who’s the cutest in the chat right now then?” “It’s Paige!” “No, it’s obviously Augie.” (paige's boyfriend)-said by a straight man

“Francis is just a one and done.”

“Would you ever have a threesome?” “...yes...” *To Francis* “Sure!”

“How do you feel about anal sex?”

“Of the people in this room, who would you most want to make out with?” “Augie” “The answer is yes, but only if it’s 6 feet apart.”

“Square, flat, and overcooked.”

“The virus would be over if everyone would breathe underwater for 5 minutes.”

“I have daddy issues, but not with my father.”

“You’re a ladies man but you have two boyfriends.”

“That means lesbian in sign language” “No, that means fuck boy in American”

“I’m like a parasite, you can’t get rid of me. I’m here forever.”

“You’re like my long term hit man”

“Is it Jake?” “No, why would the evil Russian man be Jake?” “Because he would never hire a gay man and you don’t look like a gay man”

“Jake is homophonic, Augie is racist, and Francis is a woman hater!”

"Grew a korean radish, 1 star"

"I've got more cause i'm a rich boy, and by that i mean my father sometimes buys avocados. And that's on what? Upper middle class"

"Tell your good for nothing boyfriend to stay away from my mom"

"It's not inciting violence it's just ~inspiring it~ "

"Listen bitch just because you have avacados and a roomba doesn't make you better then me"

"i would totally let narthex ruin my life. and that's on what? daddy issues and bisexuality"

"who is titty"

"how is he racist" "he hates the french and russians right?" "don't forget italians" "that's just self loathing"

"This is the last time i wear a thong- it's for educational purposes"

"babe come over i'm a burrito"

"he put bread with milk. luckily he passed away"

"you touched my wiener!" "you offered it!"

"foot'nt"

"i took a shower and realized the floor doesn't bounce"

"i love ass whoooaaaaaa i meant cassie"

"Rosalie you're the deciding vote. Be decisive." "Dude i'm bisexual and a gemini. what're you talking about?"

"Okay so to recap: jake is homophobic, augie is racist, francis is a woman hater, and now paige is a bunny abuser?"

"Just bring a watermelon keychain and it'll be fine" "Whooaaaa i'm gonna need a big key then"

"If you were blind what would you even see"

Post Traumatic Youth, plus D for danny's disorder"

"i think she's past the phase where she likes people just because they're russian"

"francine is a lesbian, but only during quarantine"

"don't be a home wrecker!" "i can't help it!"

"we are not doing coed tents" "i wanted to go purple-ing though"

"if it's not perfect i'm gonna through hands" "with who" "i don't know, the CEO of stupid"

"don't make me feel guilty for bullying you"

"it doesn't look very cash money cool but okay"

"slinky cat" (ferret)

"The pond behind my house didn't freeze all the way through this winter, so i couldn't go ice skating" "okay, so i have an idea. we can go to walmart and get-" "ANTI FREEZE!" "well, yes- wait, no. No, the more i think about that definitely no."

"The amish will win, the amish will prevail" "the amish will conquer us all!"

"He do be kinda mafia doh"

"i'm being sneaky sneak. stairs go creaky creak. and i need. DRUGZ"

"brain on shutdown, power saving mode"

"Somebody go tip her, she's dancing like a stripper" "thatd be nice- oh wait no!"

"fellas, is it gay to lick your homies eyeball?"

"it's not racist if you're only targeting one group of people" "that literally racism" "but what if they're french"

"i'm not racist yet but the option is available, and it's good to have options"

"they don't call me Mr. Steal Yo Boy for nothing!" -a straight man who has a girlfriend

"i think he has a bad habit of not dating girls"

"kinda hot tho 🥵 in a Santa Claus kinda way...hoe hoe hoe"

"i'll be your hot jacuzzi bubble dealer"

"when deceit and doubt fills you up, you cleanse your mind through creative activities, such as making organic soap"

"friendly reminder #4: you're never to old to eat a freezie-pop"

"sorry i'm just nervous" Chinese Teacher: (Waving her hand in front of her face) “Just pretend I’m cabbage.”

"me when my dads name is publicly broadcasted on the radio for his 14 felonies and assorted war crimes"

"<@!523669420435046401> I sentence you to a solid nine by the banhammer. For your crimes against Humanity, God, Satan, and Matt Frank. See you in hell."

"Danny, just because you're playing *Just Cause* doesn't mean you need to Just Cause our friendship!"

"Silly Matt! You fell for the ole’ Heimlich maneuver!”

"i got a bunch of new shirts over quarantine" "you would"

"Ok, there's a 32 year old doctor in new Jersey dying right now" "Yeah, but to be fair everyone in new jersey has a pre-existing condition"

“This is the longest period of time we’ve had without a Nintendo direct” “Maybe they’re gonna make a Nintendo indirect?”

"you’re looking extra white today.” "thanks i've been practicing"

"do you have any batteries" *looks inside shirt* "not yet"

"let's go colonize the middle school!" "yyayayyayayay!!!" " wait I gotta ask my mom first" What happened next is know called the *Juniors burden*

"oh so you're a DOWNSTAIRS milk kinda guy"

"you are literally the human embodiment of crumbs in a bed"

"The Berk-ey Creamery isn’t a place, it’s a people!”

"He shoved a floating joy-con straight up his flux-capacitor.” "great! now it's paired"

"No, that isnt armor, the real armor are the friends you made along the way"

"This one goes out to all my lady friends out there *proceeds to kill himself in game*

"i'm a coward" "that's what a coward would say!"

"rest is for cowards and fools"

"every time you speak you take years off my life"

"Shark dick hoo ha ha"

"Me and the boys brushing our teeth at 3 AM"

"remember if you kill yourself the fascists win"

"The Beatles aren’t real. Have you ever seen a beatle? No? Exactly." "Babe” "Shut up I’m right."

*reading over these quotes* "god i hate that" "you said that!"

#ghost talks #long post

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celestialvoid-fanfiction · 5 years ago

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First Date Deception

Stiles goes on a date with Derek in his sister’s place.

For @aussiebee

Stiles jumped as his bedroom door flew open, slamming against the bookshelf on the wall behind it.

His sister barrelled into his room, stumbling as she tried to catch herself on the doorframe. Her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths and her dark brown eyes were wide with fright.

“I need your help,” Paige pleaded.

Stiles rose from his seat, his chest tightening with fear as he stepped over to his sister’s side. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

Paige stepped into his room and slumped down on the end of his bed.

“You know, Derek Hale?”

“Super popular jock? Captain of the basketball team? Tall, dark, and handsome. That Derek?” Stiles asked.

Paige nodded. “He asked me out on a date, tonight.”

“Does he know you’re a lesbian?” Stiles asked.

“No,” Paige answered. “And that’s what I’m worried about. I can’t go on a date, it wouldn’t be fair. I don’t want to lead him on, or get caught up in a situation I don’t want and can’t get out of.”

“You’re right, you shouldn’t go,” Stiles replied bluntly. “It wouldn’t be honest.”

He paused for a moment.

“I’ll go,” Stiles offered, “disguised as you.”

“What if he wants to hold hands?” Paige asked

Stiles shrugged. “I’m prepared to make that sacrifice.”

“What if he wants to kiss?”

“I’m prepared to make that sacrifice.”

“What if he wants to—?”

“You don’t want to know how far I’ll go,” Stiles said, cutting her off.

“You’d really go on a date with a guy for me?” Paige asked, stunned.

“You’re my sister,” Stiles said, smiling softly. “Of course I would.”

“How’s it going in there?” Paige called out from where she stood in the hallway, leaning back against the wall across from her brother’s room.

“Almost done,” Stiles replied.

A moment later Stiles stepped into the hallway. He wore a thin summer dress, the wavering white fabric covered in vibrant yellow sunflowers and the skirt hanging around his knees. He wore a pair of white sandals that complimented the dress.

The illusion was completed by a wig of long brown hair, curling slightly as it framed his face. His moles were covered up with concealer.

He looked himself up and down before looking back at his sister and raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

“It’s like looking in the mirror,” Paige said. “But you might want to work on your voice.”

“You might want to work on your voice,” Stiles mimicked.

Paige blinked in surprise. “That was a lot better than I thought it’d be.”

Stiles smiled proudly.

“You’ve been practicing that, haven’t you?” Paige asked, narrowing her eyes suspisciously.

“Sometimes I pretend to be you when I call Dad,” Stiles admitted. “He’s more likely to say yes to you.”

Paige pushed herself up off the wall and took a step closer. “Are you sure about this? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“Paige, it’s going to be fine,” Stiles said reassuringly.

Paige opened her mouth to say something when a knock at the front door interrupted them.

“That’ll be him,” Paige whispered.

“I’ve got this,” Stiles said. “Just hide in your room until we’re gone.”

“Call me if you need to, okay?”

“Okay,” Stiles agreed. “Now, go.”

Page stepped past him and into her room. She stopped in the doorway, hesitating for a moment as she looked at her brother.

“Hey,” she whispered. “Thank you.”

Stiles made his way downstairs and opened the front door.

Derek stood on the front step. He was dressed in a grey Henley and a worn leather jacket. His wide-set eyes were pale, the colour of his irises shifted in the light; from hazel to green, to a shade of light blue-grey hue. A kind smile turned up the corners of his mouth as he met Stiles’ gaze.

“Hey,” Derek said quietly.

“Hi,” Stiles said, mirroring his sister’s voice perfectly.

“You ready to go?”

Stiles nodded.

The cinema was full with a buzz of chatter as the crowd of people filtered into the space and filled up their seats.

Stiles toyed with the hem of his skirt, swallowing hard as he tried to calm his racing heart.

"Here you go," Derek said quietly, trying not to startle Stiles. He held out a box of popcorn and a drink for Stiles.

"Thank you," Stiles said softly. "Are you sure you don't want me to pay you back? I'd be more than happy to."

"It's fine," Derek reassured him, offering him a kind smile.

Stiles smiled bashfully, bowing his head as Derek slid into the seat beside him. A strange warmth filled his chest and his stomach was full of butterflies.

The cinema darkened and the screen lit up, playing trailers and advertisements before finally starting the movie—the latest horror film.

Stiles couldn't focus. It's not that it wasn't a good film, it was just that he was expecting Derek to make a move—to pretend to yawn so that he could put his arm around his shoulders, or to edge closer. But he didn't. Part of him felt relieved at that, he didn't—for Paige's sake—but part of him wished Derek had made a move, that even for one night Stiles could be close to him.

His mind was swirling with thoughts. He bounced his knee slightly, trying to find a way to move while sitting still.

He drew in a deep breath and tried to focus on the movie.

He watched as the characters moved down the dark, damp tunnel—a sewer or hidden passage of some sort, lit by the flickering glow of their flashlight. The concrete walls were covered in slime and mould, rivulets of water streaming across the rough surface. Spaced out along the walls were rusted iron grated, the lattice of metal bars catching debris and detritus.

There was no music, no sound except for the dripping water, the trickling rivulets and the echo of the character's footsteps as they moved slowly.

There was a thundering bang as the creature burst through the wall.

Stiles jumped. He let out a startled yell, reaching out for Derek.

A moment later he composed himself, his heart racing as his eyes drifted to where his hand clutched Derek's. He lifted his eyes to meet Derek's reassuring gaze.

Derek looked back at him, his face lit by the glow of the movie screen and his adventuring eyes like clear diamonds.

Stiles felt his stomach twist in knots. He swallowed hard against the lump in his throats and slowly pulled his hand back.

"Sorry," Stiles whispered, his face flushed red as he turned back to face the screen.

A moment later, he felt Derek's fingers gently brush against the palm of his hand as he laced his fingers with Stiles'.

Stiles looked up at Derek in surprise.

Derek looked back at him, his pale eyes lit by the movie.

Stiles blushed, bowing his head slightly as he turned back to the movie.

He didn't want to lead Derek on, but at the same time, he couldn't pull away.

His racing heartbeat slowed, the warmth of Derek's touch soothing him.

They stayed like that for the lights came back up at the end of the movie. Derek slowly pulled his hand free of Stiles', collecting their things before making their way out of the movie.

They stepped out into the cool night air.

Stiles looked up, watching as the wisps of cloud cleared to reveal the glittering stars that filled the night sky.

"We should get going," Derek said quietly, a hint of sadness in his voice. "I think your dad will kill me if we're out later than nine-thirty."

"Assuming he hasn’t sent the deputies after you already," Stiles teased, a mischievous smile turning up the corners of his lips.

Derek smiled back, nodding towards where he’d parked his car.

Stiles followed.

He climbed into the Camaro and Derek slid into the driver’s seat. He fitted the key into the ignition and turned it, letting the car roar to life.

They drove home in quiet, Stiles staring out the window at the night sky as Derek drove through the familiar streets of Beacon Hills. The sound of Derek's car engine rumbled through his chest, soothing him.

They pulled up before Stiles' house and Derek shut off the engine.

Stiles climbed out of the car and made his way across the front yard to the front door, Derek following after him.

"You don't have to walk me to the front door, you know," Stiles told him.

"What kind of a gentleman would I be if I didn't make sure you got home safe?" Derek said, flashing a charming smile.

Stiles stopped by the door, he turned to face Derek, letting out a measured breath.

"Derek,” he started slowly. “You’re a really nice guy and I had a really nice time tonight, but I..."

"I know," Derek said softly, offering a kind smile. "You only want to be friends."

He leant forward and pressed a soft kiss to Stiles' cheek.

"Goodnight, Stiles," he whispered before stepping back, a coy smile in his face.

"What?" Stiles asked, stunned.

Derek smirked, turning back towards his car.

"Wait, you knew?" Stiles asked, no longer mimicking his sister's voice.

"I worked it out a while ago," Derek admitted. “About an hour into the night.”

"And you didn't think to tell me you knew?"

"I didn't want things to get weird,” Derek answered. “Besides, I liked being with you.”

Stiles frowned in confusion.

"I asked Paige out tonight as a friend so I could to talk to her about how to talk to you," Derek admitted.

“Why would you need my sister to help you to talk to me?” Stiles asked.

Derek levelled Stiles with a look, lifting an eyebrow.

I took a moment, but Stiles’ eyes widened with realisation. "Oh."

Derek bit his bottom lip slightly, bowing his head.

"So you... you like me?"

A soft pink blush coloured Derek's cheeks. "Yeah, I do."

Stiles couldn’t help but smile.

“I like you too,” Stiles admitted.

“Does that mean you’ll go on another date with me?” Derek asked hopefully.

“I’d like that.”

[AO3]

#give away #commission give away #fanfiction commission give away #thank you give away #thank you #aussiebee #first date deception #sterek #sterek au #sterek fanfiction #sterek fanfic #sterek fic #sterek one shot #sterek short one shot #sterek first date

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i wonder though what happened to gina and kelsey. were they really able to continue working in the industry after all that stuff or do they gave it up and did something else with their lives? i feel like thats the only stuff that was left unanswered tbh.

I sure am a tumblr user of many words. Sorry.

There’s a Lot of stuff left unanswered. The major thing that the finale ignores imo is that Bojack doesn’t actually confront Sarah Lynn and by extension his abuse toward her. Maybe the series assumes that it’s already explored their relationship (as well as Bojack’s upbringing) enough to warrant leaving it at That. But it all just feels so passive esp when you consider that Boj is never in direct conflict w the catalyst for Boj’s downfall, Sarah Lynn’s mother. He barely even confronts his mental perception of Sarah Lynn in The View from Halfway Down. Absolutely a missed opportunity. :/

And re: Kelsey and Gina I agree that their absence feels like a loose end.

Kelsey was able to land a major movie by being true to herself whereas in season two w Secretariat, this is exactly what got her fired and precisely what she feels she can’t do with the Chicken for Daze ad. In terms of her own personal journey, it’s more or less resolved.

The icing on the cake, though, would’ve been if she was working on Fire Flame throughout the season and involved Bojack and Gina in the project, even as minor roles. (Somehow despite her wanting to avoid drama and Gina wanting to avoid BJ.) This would be a perfect set-up for Kelsey to be witness to the truth of Bojack’s abuse.

Meanwhile, Penny gets in touch with Paige and Max, thus cementing the case against Boj. At some point, if Penny’s trauma feels more or less “resolved” (at least in TV terms......), maybe Charlotte can start to forgive herself.

If Bojack was outed as Penny and Gina’s abuser, just as he’s on trial for grooming and enabling Sarah Lynn’s addiction (in the court of public opinion but I am surprised breaking and entering ended up being his only charge) this would create the major crisis season 6 needed.

EVERY single beat in A Quick One While He’s Away builds up to Bojack’s downfall. Kelsey has a connection to Bojack and Gina (albeit tangential). As a woman, lesbian, and director in an industry as patriarchal as film she can (and has) offered a uniquely blunt view of Bojack. She’s one of the few characters who’s never given Bojack a free pass and in A Quick One While He’s Away, she references known abuser ROMAN POLANSKI. This is a perfect. Set up. Perfect. How am I supposed to believe that Kelsey Who Never Makes a Mistake Jennings doesn’t get the opportunity to rake Boj over the coals in the SERIES FINALE????

Gina, meanwhile, is so traumatised that it’s clear that she would actively avoid Bojack. But if the series managed to make a decent excuse for why they’re in the same room together, (which it’s good at in the strangest way possible), I think that’s enough for Kelsey to pick up the clues. What can b done w Gina’s character beyond that is very limited considering how avoidant she is. She’s become overly cautious and she’s established that she doesn’t want to come forward as an abuse victim because it would hurt her career, which ironically is exactly what’s ruining it now. The most we can do with Gina’s story is elaborate more on the tragedy.

Final note that Hollyhock’s letter, while creative, was the most anticlimactic way this could’ve been resolved. Obviously not everything can be tied up in a neat bow lest we be repetitive but... If not Sarah Lynn, and if not Hollyhock, and if not Gina or even Kelsey... how can you say Bojack is undergoing character growth if he never confronts the victims of his own selfishness? He doesn’t even have a scene w the investigative reporters!

Bojack’s biggest onscreen confrontation (other than the one with Angela which I thought was brilliant) is with a nameless talkshow host. On one hand, this evidences how far Bojack has fallen that all his “shortcomings” are severe enough to be criticised on a public platform but on the other hand, on a show that’s at its best when it analyses unhappiness and trauma through an interpersonal lens, I’m wondering why we didn’t get any of that in Part Two.

#abuse m #bojack spoilers #bojack horseman season 6 #bojack horseman #bojack season 6 #bojack #look at me... script doctoring in a tumblr ask...#u #c #gina #kelsey

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zuucc · 5 years ago

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My type: W. Nylander | BLURB

Words: -1K

Summary: After answering quite the juicy question, you come to find out that Willy and all the other boys think that you’re a lesbian, when in reality you’re bisexual.

Author’s note: Just a quick lil something. Not edited (yet).

Warnings: Suggestive themes. My own takes on being bi. I actually don’t thing there are any profanities in this!!!

Masterlist linked in bio.

“Come on, Y/N, you tell us! Who, out of all of us - and you can’t pick Steph or Paige,” Mitch points to the only other girls around the table, “would you rather sleep with?” All the boys eyes turn to you, big eyes and excited smiles on each of them.

“Well, it’s sure as hell not you, Mitch,” you say, making everyone laugh, Mitch earning a teasing push from both Kappy and Steph.

“Oh, but how can I choose?” you exclaim dramatically, leaning over Paige, who’s sitting next to you, and squishing Kappy‘s cheeks like you’re his old aunt, making him roll his eyes and fight another laugh.

“Take your time, think about it,” Auston says, hoping dearly that you’ll say his name.

“No, it’s easy, don’t even have to think about it,” you say, a smug smile on your lips.

“What? Say it!”

“It’s Willy,” you say, confidently, enjoying how all of them are so interested to know this. Willy’s face goes red but everyone else goes into whining and begging for an explaination. Steph has now moved on from teasing her boyfriend to teasing Willy who’s desperately fighting the heat that’s rising on his neck and cheeks. His eyes meet yours quickly and you just smile nonchalantly at him, like it’s not a big deal for you.

“Why? You gotta tell us. We’re trying to learn here,” Austin says, making the other boys laugh - obviously over the defeat.

“Well, you can’t really learn how to be a blonde swede, Aus - also he’s a lot funnier than you,” you say and everyone hoots and chirps, both Auston and William the target of their chirps.

The boys eventually calm down and move on. You slip away from the table with Paige to get a refill at the bar. “Hey, I’m just gonna go see how Kappy’s doing,” she tells you, leaving you for her drunk boyfriend who clearly needs assistance on the dance floor. You let her go, still waiting for your drink at the busy bar.

“Hey,” you hear a familiar voice next to you. You look over to see Willy leaning on the bar next to you. “Hey,” you smile. “Have you gotten those blushing cheeks under control again?” you tease, leaning into him as if to poke at him - his cheeks flaring up again. “Yeah, well, here they go again,” he says, letting his head fall down in a light effort to hide. “Here you go, this’ll help,” you say, holding your ice cold, newly poured drink up to his cheek, making him chuckle.

“I don’t know why I’m so blushy! It’s not like you actually want to sleep with me,” he says, shaking his head to himself, taking your glass from you and holding it to his other cheek.

“Hah, and how would you know that?” you ask, laughing to yourself. “Well, you only like girls, right?” he states more than asks, glancing over at you. “You’re a lesbian, right?” it sounds more like a question this time, and the horrified look growing in his eyes makes you chuckle.

“I’m not a lesbian, Willy,” you smile, laughing to yourself again. “What?” he asks, full on question, full on horrified. “What? That’s why all of you think it’s so funny to ask me these questions? Because you think I only like girls?” you ask, only getting a tense nod from your blushing friend. “I like guys, too, Will. I’m bisexual,” you tell him, and realization dawns upon him.

“But... I’ve only ever seen you with girls?” the blush is fading from his face, now that he’s got all these unanswered questions. “Well, I mostly just go for girls because that’s easy. I mean, it’s what I know - not that girls are easy. It’s just what I’m used to. Also when you’ve only been with girls for a while, dicks get kinda scary and, I don’t know, just makes it even easier to just stick to girls,” you tell him, making little faces and gestures as you go on - watching him as his face turns red again.

“What, Will?” you ask, lightly shoving at him. “Uhm, I don’t know, I just... Ugh, what you said earlier just makes me blush even more now,” he exclaims, looking up in the ceiling as if to try and fight it. “But why are you blushing so much?” you ask, thinking that maybe you should be the one blushing.

“Can I just ask first? What did you mean? Like, did you mean what you said?” he asks, and you’re not quite sure what he means but answer anyway. “I meant it! And what I was trying to say when I told Auston that he couldn’t learn how to be a blonde Swede, is that you’re my type, Will,” you say, feeling a slight blush rise on your own cheeks.

“Oh,” he says, and you nudge him, urging him to actually answer your question. “Uhm, it’s just that I’ve found you very charming and beautiful and all that.. and funny and, like, sexy...” he mumbles, looking down - and not seeing the rush of blood in your cheeks. “And I just tried to push it to the back of my mind because I thought that you would never be interested in me because, you know, I thought... We all thought that you were a lesbian,” he rambles, making a wide smile grow on your lips.

“Will,” you reach out, placing a finger underneath his chin to make him look up at you. He looks gorgeous, a shy smile and red tinted cheeks, and you take a step closer to him - making him take a deep breath and stand up more straight in order to compose himself.

“So, uhm, I’m your type, huh?” he asks, a sweet smile turning up his lips. “Mhm,” you take another step closer. “Tall, blonde, Swedish, funny, kind... hockey player - you tick all the boxes,” you take another step closer, his lips only an inch or two away from yours as you look up at him. He looks as if he’s about to say something - several times actually - but he seems to change his mind every time.

Finally, deciding to just press his lips to yours instead.

#william nylander imagine #william nylander #hockey imagine #hockey #hockey imagines #william nylander owns my ass

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ashflynns · 4 years ago

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☄〔 HUNTER SCHAFER, TWENTY ONE, TRANS FEMALE, DREAM TRAVEL 〕╰ ASHLEY FLYNN just came over half - blood hill . you know , the child of HYPNOS who was claimed two months ago ? i’ve heard chiron say that she is PLAYFUL & EMPATHETIC , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they’d say she’s LAZY & TACTLESS . i’d say they remind me of sleepy smiles and under-eye bags, messy buns and an unmade bed, running from your problems with bare feet & trying to hard to keep your friends but losing them anyway, especially since she’s FOR THE NEW CABINS . ( ✎ joey , 24 , she/her , bst . )

*insert nice graphic here aka for the love of god someone find me a photoshop link*

hi! its your resident sea witch joey here ready to bombard you with an encyclopedic knowledge of the greek pantheon and uk criminal law?? i guess??? if u dont already know, i’m the one with six (6) cats. i combined my task and intro because im LAZY and bad at intros so i’ll use paige’s stats as a crutch whoops. ash is the lazy laid-back stoner friend everyone needs. she has no trauma because she DOESN’t DESERVE IT so maybe the real trauma will be the friends we make along the way.

𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕤 .

name : ashley finn

nicknames : ash, whatever cute names u wanna give her

birth date : 4th february (aquarius squad speak up!)

gender : trans female

pronouns : she/her

ethnicity : white

nationality : irish american

hometown : ?? idk american towns SUE ME but she’s from SOMEWHERE in oregon

demigod abilities : sleep manipulation, dream manipulation, dream travel

cabin number & godly parent : cabin fifteen, hypnos

how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? : hlhglkhg so i thought it’d be funny if they met when ash’s mum participated in a sleep research study. i think i’m hilarious.

𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 .

faceclaim : hunter schafer

height : 5′11″

hair colour : blonde

eye colour : blue/green.

dominant hand : leftie!

distinguishing features : her hair’s actually super curly she just straightens it a lot bc curly bedhead is a bitch to brush through in the mornings.

dress style : ugh this is gonna be hard to explain but like. you know those alt hippy stoner girls?? like that. likes baggy clothes and neutral colours. a lot of quote unquote ugly clothes with clashing prints. band t-shirts and whatnot.

𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕡-𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 .

go - to weapon : HAH implying she willingly participates in capture the flag. she’d go for a xiphos because it’s the most basic dfkjg

ambrosia : garlic bread. yeah she’s that kind of bitch

favourite camp location : zephyros creek!

their opinion of their godly parent : really unbothered tbqh. but she’s a very laid-back person to begin with. a ton of her school friends had absent dads. if she hadn’t come to chb so early then maybe the whole ‘i have powers with no explanation’ would’ve caused some resentment but hey, he’s a god. he’s a busy man. and being raised by a single mum made up most of who ash is, so it’s not like she’d change anything.

age they were claimed : this year baby!

how they were claimed : look dad’s timing was off but as far as he was concerned he claimed ash when percy made the deal. ash kinda always knew it was gonna be him so it was no surprise.

stance on the new cabins : for the new cabins.

their opinion on lyssa pentelute : as far as ash is concerned, lyssa’s whole shtick is just an excuse to shit on the kids who don’t have to suffer the same way she did. so, uh, she’s kind of a bitch? i have this in a bit more detail down below.

quests : i’m gonna tentatively put no for now (unless anyone else on quests decides they’d like to have dragged ash along!)

𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 .

positive traits : playful, empathetic, laid-back, friendly but not a pushover, patient

negative traits : lazy, tactless, aloof, spacey, struggles to express said empathy, lack of focus

mbti : Iinfp-t, the mediator

alignment : neutral good

hogwarts house : hufflepuff

kinsey scale : JUST ASK IF SHES A LESBIAN OKAY?? THE ANSWER IS YES.

archetype : somehow she matched equally with the innocent child and the wise old man *insert so what is the truth meme*

what candle scent are they : vanilla

goals & desires : well this one was tricky bc ash is a simple girl with simple needs and really just doesn’t want anything to change. she wants a life without the pressures of work and commitment, but that’s just not gonna happen, is it? her short-term goals are to practice fighting that urge to stay in bed all day and try to be a bit more productive. it’s not going well.

fears : explained more below but basically she has a fear of destroying all her relationships due to a lack of connect with the world

hobbies : when she’s not napping? probably gaming, going on nature walks, baking treats.

habits : biting nails is the worst one. spacing out. you know that thing where you just?? stop focusing your eyes?? but you’re still tuned in to the conversation? that.

𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 .

so hear’s the short version kfjglkdfgjd ( for NOW ):

ashley’s mum, niamh, is third-gen irish immigrant. ash didn’t have a luxurious life or anything. they mostly lived off benefits or whatever niamh could pick up from her extremely lucrative dog-walking business. how she met hypnos was a literal joke. they met when she participated in a fucking sleep study and i guess they hit it off. typical story of dad fucks off/single parent yadda yadda. there’s no real ~~trauma~~ to ash. yeah, transphobia sucks and high school really sucked all but her mum’s been super supportive since she first came out and no one at chb has given her shit yet. niamh’s still around and ash goes back home every couple of months to visit her. they have a pretty good relationship. it’s all cool.

i feel cliche saying she was a ‘dreamy’ girl but dreamy or spacey really is the best word for it. mixed with your typical demigod adhd you get a kid who really struggled with school. well, it’s not like she struggled - ashley’s a smart gal - but the teacher’s struggled with her. i guess it was hard for them to understand that ash actually does her best thinking when she’s asleep.

struggles to keep friends - maintains a persona of aloofness and apathy but actually cares way too much. the narcolepsy hinders her ability to form proper connections ( although she’ll argue the sCiEnTiFiCaLlY pRoVeN fAcT that napping with someone for half an hour does more to build trust than anything else ). and no one’s really that fond of ash popping into their dreams. maybe they shouldnt have so much to hide, huh?

her biggest ‘’’ inner struggle ’’’ shall we say is the pressure to be productive. let’s face it, she IS a lazy bitch, and that’s pretty much an inherited nature. getting a job sounds like hell, she sucks at combat training, she really could NOT be bothered with camp politics and god wars and whatever else. why can’t she just sleep and dream walk all day? monster’s are out there man, she’s gonna die some point soon anyway. but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel guilty about it all. it’s kinda hard not to.

so, moving on to the ISSUE AT HAND. so when you walk through dreams and you sleep for 20 hours of the day, it’s not hard to figure out who your dad is, even if he never turns up. like, seriously, who else would it be? so yeah, sure. she was only claimed a couple of months ago. but she wasn’t completely in the dark like some of her other campers, and she respects that, truly. she got the luckier end of the stick and its not hard to understand the resentment among the minor demigods and the unclaimed.

HOWEVER, she’s very much FOR the new cabins. as explained above, lyssa’s a bitch whose taking her mummy issues out on others. ash loves bunking with the hermes kids but she’d like a space of her own and at the end of the day who the fuck is lyssa to make that decision?

𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕒 .

pinterest! (its a wip there’s not much IM SORRY)

spotify (now this is the one thing i will never let u down on)

wanted connections coming soon!

#ambrosia:intro #ambrosia:task #*will smith presenting wife pose*

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love-pyramus · 4 years ago

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Babe I'm begging- please talk abt your ocs 👉👈

Ok! So I’m gonna talk about Bella because shes badass

She is the tallest of my OCs, coming in at 6′3, and she’s awesome

She is what’s called a Celestial Harnesser, and if the king finds out she’s one he’ll have her killed (he wants that anyways but Bella is Bella so-)

She met Leo when she was 8, her 10, and their basically siblings, Leo’s mom and dad took Bella in after her family was killed in the Kill Order

Also, raging lesbian, a think with me and Paige is “6′3 murderous lesbian” because that’s angry Bella to a tee

She acts tough, because she’s 19, and the leader of a rebellion, but she’s honestly so soft

She simps so hard for Jess

After Jess dies she becomes reckless, and Kiara has to bring her down, which is setting up a healing process

Kiara has had feelings for Bella for such a long time

Eventually I somehow set up a romance, and come the final battle, everyone thought Bella would kill the king, but she actually lets Kiara (the princess) do it

After the rebellion, Kiara becomes queen, and the kingdom returns to how it was before the king became a dictator

They create memorials for everyone who died in the rebellion, and eventually Kiara and Bella get married, and Bella becomes the queen as well

They have a baby somehow (idk, I’ll figure it out later) and they name her Jess, after Jessica

And yea! Bella!

#Sunrise Crew

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1, 6, 7, 12, 25, 31, 34, 46, 47, 59, 60, 66, 85, 100 :3c

.1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? I don’t have cereal with milk at all. I like my cereal Crunchy.

6: do you keep plants? I want to, but they always die. I’ve got a mixed pot of violas out by the front door though, they seem okay since I forgot they existed.

7: do you name your plants? I once had a maidenhair fern named Lady Catherine de Fern after Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

12: what’s your favorite planet? I always liked Pluto, don’t know why. It’s small and overlooked, like me.

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? Does the library count? I got locked in once bc I didn’t hear them ring the bell or turn out the lights (I was really into my book). When I tried to leave the alarms went off and 12 yo me cried bc bad noise but also bc I thought the police were gonna come and arrest me for stealing books. From the library.

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I care more about comfort than style, but I like fun socks... and I rarely sleep with them on unless its VERY cold. I don’t own any white socks anymore since I stopped wearing a school uniform.

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? I’ve kept almost all my stuffed toys. The main one was a dog named Diggory Doggeral, or Digs. He has a triangle shaped, bottom heavy body, floppy neck and legs, big paws and a long nose. He’s been all over the world and once got left in a Motel for 6 months! The staff kept him and made him a mascot in the office till we remembered, thank god.

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. When Emperor Augustus was fighting the naval battle against Mark Antony and Cleopatra, he was a bit in over his head. Not to worry, said his advisors, just keep calm and get Agrippa.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? Politically? Whale tail soup. Emotionally? Cilantro.

59: what’s your favorite myth? I love myths around Selkies, especially gay retellings with happy endings... but idk... does the battle of Troy count? Icarus? If you don’t know it, I recommend looking up the myth of Hinemoa. She was in love with a man her parents didn’t approve of, and one night she snuck away in the dark, to swim her way to his island guided only by the sound of his flute on the water.

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? Yes, especially those written by lesbians. At the moment, my favourite is ‘in time of daffodils’ by E.E Cummings.

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? It would be branches as well as flowers, like antlers or thorns. The colours would be either bright and rainbow, or muted blues and purples and whites.

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? The Asterix Comics got me into classics as a wee lass, and I love the Avatar comics (if only to see old friends again). I liked a book called Page by Paige, and another comic novel called On A Sunbeam.

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? The future, for hope. To get things over with.

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