#idk Nevada but she also said she wanted to get out of there so I’m guessing it’s not the best place

[amelmajrii]

NY would definitely be a dynasty with back to back championships with the big 3 that they have and getting Jojo back plus Gabby. The only problem is that Gabby said she like living in Seattle lol

we can change that. that girl had to live in Lyon.. trust me she can live anywhere now.

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Day 9 : Scronch'love.

𐐪𐑂 Pairing : Sapnap x fem!reader {Playlist}

𐐪𐑂 Summary : a lovely afternoon and an ancestral question; when are you going to join the dream smp?

𐐪𐑂 Word count : 1.5k

𐐪𐑂 Warning : swearing

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“Have you been here for a long time?”

“Have you been here for a long time?”

“Have you been here for a long time?”

Time bends and twists into unknowns shapes when well spent. So, you’re so not sure. Long enough for your fairy garden to start looking like at least a proper garden, long enough for your feet to start fidgeting, brushing against the soft fabric of the blanket ever so slightly and softly.

“Can you share your screen?”

“I’m just picking flowers, there’s nothing much to see,” you warn but it never does the proper job.

“That’s fine, I like watching you play.”

“Oh, do you now?”

“Yeah. You’ve been playing for years and you’re still dog water. It's almost soothing,” you hear him grin through the silkiness of his voice.

You smile evasively, palm gripping the mouse and executing on memory. Soon, Sapnap’s satisfied noises hovers and everything is just how it’s supposed to be. You spend a while humming the music of days and nights of the game while building your project. Sap helps from time to time, giving advice when his attention is there and leaving trails of compliments on his way. You don’t think the garden is necessarily that good, you don’t mind either.

“Do you think the tree should go on the left or the right of the pond?” You ask, fingers drumming back and forth between the two options. Right he says. "What about the roses, do I plant some or not?"

“It’s just a detail, don’t hurt your brain too much on that,” he says in a light tone, but you disagree.

“Details are what make things important. Like when you remember I prefer warm pillows so you give me yours, it’s just a detail but it makes me happy.”

“Of course I do; you’re a baby,” he murmurs teasingly.

With an arched eyebrow, you retort, “says you,” and silence follows for a second as you plant the tree on the right of the pond.

“Yeah, Dream already made sure I was aware of that.”

“Not sure why the piss baby thinks he’s qualified to have this conversation, buddy,” you note and Sap chuckles are as vivid as contagious. “Why would he call you a baby anyway? What have you done?”

“I-I’m not telling you.” As soon as the mumbles fades, your phone sends loud vibrations on your desk. You abandon your character to the night and the wildness, picking the phone as you murmur a low oh, okay. Whether it’s to your phone or Sapnap, that, isn’t really clear. Still, Sapnap’s words sound more distant, more of what wonders are made of. On the screen, a twitter notification of a certain Karl Jacobs.

“You’re not even listening to me anymore,” Sapnap whines.

“I don’t listen to whiny babies, sorry.”

“We’re on the verge of divorce, yn and it’s your fault.”

A scoff skitters out through teasing lips, “But you still talk about me all the time, don’t you?” Your voice drags through different lands, unknown and musky.

“So what?” He splutters all awkward like it’s some kind of confidence that shouldn’t have left his thoughts and, somehow, you’re surprised the almighty confidence has left the game. “Who said that?”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re obsessed with me, admit it,” you demand and though you don’t notice it, too tangled with the moment, the atmosphere is tinted with a different nuance like it’s suddenly dawn at the end of a summer party.

“So are you.”

Now, your heart drums a strange yet familiar rhythm. Something made of secrets and uncertainty, something you decided to leave unnamed a long time ago. Sapnap, you reason, can’t be lied to. He knows better than words half meant, half made up and it’s annoying, really, but he just does somehow. If you dare to lie, he would know and then it would be even more annoying.

“Yeah, you’re living in my head rent free but at least I’m not trying to hide it.” No answer. You peek at the game, you’ve been slain by a spider. “Karl said that,” you resign yourself. “He said he was about to join the vc by the way.”

Before the conversation can carry on, the sound of Karl joining the call resonates. Being in this Discord server is like living in a house with 10 siblings, that’s what you understand from the way Sap exhales heavily.

“Oh, I am interrupting something?” Karl says, struck by a peculiar energy.

“Besties time Karl, besties time,” Sapnap mumbles beneath his breath and it chimes a little like disappointment.

“Well, too bad I guess,” Karl exclaims. “It's about time I meet miss Bunnyshow.”

Karl is like that gif of a cat sitting in a tiny box with the caption “if it fits, I sit”.

“Does that mean our passive aggressive subweet arc is over?” You ask, faking the dejection when your smile grows wide.

“Oh god, I hope not. That’s my favorite part of the day.”

"It means a lot to me. Especially coming from my comfort streamer Karl Jacobs," you confess.

Satisfied, your attention gets back on the game; flowers rooting gracefully into the dirt and hives ready to host the beloved honey bugs as Karl and Sap catch up on time being apart. Everything is quiet and peaceful like the end of an afternoon well spent.

“I like your garden,” Karl points out and you hum a thank you beneath your breath.

“So you can take Karl’s compliments but not mine.”

“We’re besties you’re honor. Sapnap you can leave now, thank you,” Karl giggles and you follow along.

“Sorry Karl, there’s only room for one man in my heart and that has to be Sapnap.”

He fakes a cry to keep the theatrics before adding without transitions, “You know if you asked Dream he’d probably let you on the SMP.”

“No thanks,” you grin.

“Sapnap, your girl doesn’t want to play with us.”

“She’s already been whitelisted for months now,” Sapnap informs but fails to comment on the first part of the complaint.

He’s not lying, but you feel like it says more about Dream’s stubbornness than it says about you. As for your best friend, he understands better than anyone that wish for privacy and it’s something made of respect like yours for his career. You’d rather see him shaped by all the light than being touched by a glimpse of it. He does, after all, deserves it all. So, that’s the contract you made with yourself because it made sense; being a supportive shadow. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that you’ve never considered streaming before. It’s that it’s his world more than yours.

Karl, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to think the same way, “This is unacceptable, I gotta send a few texts.”

“Lost cause, dude, lost cause,” you grin but stubbornness seems to be a pre required trait for those mcyts.

Before you have time to find a suitable comment about the newborn group chat, a new person joins the call and Sapnap's annoyance is even more palpable, "No fucking way dude. We can't even have a second of peace on this server."

"Why would you be in a discord call if you want peace. You're just dumb," Quackity retorts with an energy he and he only can ever own.

Then George joins and Dream follows on his heels and soon your ears are filled with conversations that are as loud as scattered. Your shoulders sink in the back of your chair as soft fingers try to brush the upcoming migraine away. This is why you can't join the SMP; -not really but still- too much energy that has to be processed at all time. And you should know better, being friend with a very chaotic boy for the last 15 years, but you're not somehow.

"No, fuck that," Sapnap mutters. "I'm out."

"You can't leave now we have things to discuss," George exclaims. "Bunny, explain to me how Sapnap's proposition is more appealing than mine."

"Because I know her more than you do," he defends, and he's right. Money isn't of you interest. Love, on the other hand...

"Because she's like scronch'love," Karl giggles mindlessly.

"The fuck does scronch'love mean?" You ask, amused.

"It's very simple," Quackity intervenes. "If I offered you the same thing, would you even consider it?"

"Of course I would. What kind of question is that?"

"Fine. So, if Sapnap keeps his offer, here is mine; you become the president of Las Nevadas in addition to what he said."

"What?" Sapnap takes offense.

The call brims with an agitated confusion as you smile deviously, heels rooted into the floor to make your chair spin lightly and your fingers drum on your desk.

"I don't think you wanna do that," George corrects.

"Yeah, you absolutely don't," you confirm.

"Fine," he retorts. "So Sapnap's offer plus a Las Nevadas citizenship. How does that sound?"

"Like an offer I'll confider," you sigh. "So who's scronch'love now?"

"Still you," Dream answers. "Except you're also a big dummy."

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A/N : helloooo,, how are you??? this part very self indulgent and I think this fic will be in general but I hope you liked it anyway. I love the idea of c!quackity always being too much and always having something to add to be even more over the top. I'm having more trouble than I thought about Bunny's and Sap's friendship because I want them to have a very special friendship but I hope it appears as such. idk. lmk what you think and thank you for reading it it makes me very happy <3 Until next time (ɔˆ ³(ˆ⌣ˆc)

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Genuine non-troll white woman here - you wrote "So I already knew that Good Girls was a white feminism phantasmagoria...But, jesus fucking christ, y'all are just showing your true colours lately. The way you talk about a MOC in relation to a white woman is disgusting." Not asking you to call out specific people or posts or start any kind of flame war but what would be a general example of what you are talking about? I follow a good chunk of people and I'm not seeing this maybe b/c I'm not following the same people, maybe out of willful blindness, maybe I'm not recognizing it - again, b/c of ignorance, etc. Just trying to understand what you mean - and not do it obviously, if I am doing it.

I apologise for taking a longish time to answer this. Honestly, I wasn't sure I wanted to get into it. Anyway, I'd first like to say that this is all my opinion. What bothers me might not bother someone else. BIPOC are not a monolith. Even subsections aren't. Not all Mexican trans men are a monolith. Neither are all Japanese lesbians. You get the idea. And that's not even including people like Ben Carson or Caitlyn Jenner—people who support and work for policies that actively harm the marginalised group of which they are a part. Secondly, I know this isn't your intention, but asking POC to tell you what is ok to do and what is not is a slippery slope to "my [blank] friend said this was ok." Finally, the fandom is quite small so it is pretty hard to give general examples. I don't know if it's more trouble to quote specific posts or not, because some will think it is about them anyway. Anything I'm going to mention I've seen on Tumblr, Instagram, Reddit and/or Twitter. But there are definitely popular Tumblr blogs that all push the same narrative. Oh, and one last thing, I haven't seen any of what I'm referring to from people I follow.

Ok, let's go. For a very long time, mainly WOC have pointed out the racial problems within the show and the extremely dismissive attitude about those problems from mainly white women. And while these same women have written thousands (even tens of thousands) or words about Beth (it's always Beth) and her struggles and the amazingness of such a complex female character (ymmv), they brush aside commentary about racism as either nitpicking, not understanding the show is about the 3 women (tell that to all the white men with fleshed-out storylines), or misogyny. The last is especially hostile because they are often talking over Black women and misogynoir is a very real fucking thing that couples the fun of being hated for being a woman with the delight of good old-fashioned racism. They espouse the idea that people having a problem with Beth are all covert & overt misogynists. But talk out the other side of their mouths that they can't possibly be racist even when they support racism in the show or ignore concerns brought up by fans of colour. And that is just the absolute height of hypocrisy. Because by the former they acknowledge that people in a marginalised group (women) can still be anti- that group (a phenomenon with which I agree). But in the latter, suddenly they don't understand that concept.

Specific to the post you are responding to, fans that purport to like Brio write about the relationship in ways that reveal how much of their enjoyment comes from Rio being inferior to Beth. It's all about what he can do for her, how he acts against his best interests for her, how he literally denies himself sexual pleasure for her. Those are all meant to show how in love he is with her. But the show never bothers to tell us why. And, no, this is not because the show is so deep. Other romantic relationships they have scenes that are explicit about the characters' feelings. But Rio, after being shot, after being betrayed, after being mocked, is just so in love with Beth....because. (MYSTERIOUS!) And the Beth stans are more than fine with this because they think everyone should be as obsessed with Beth as they are. But it's bad storytelling. And, in this particular case, it gets into very dicey racist tropes. A white women treating her Latino lover like an afterthought is not the same as a white women treating her white lover like an afterthought. It just isn't. And if some of these fans are as smart as they pretend to be, they know that. They just don't care. Much like the showrunners.

There was so much talk defending the drawn-out Boland marriage because why can't we understand how hard it is for Beth—who is, at various times, claimed to be emotionally abused by Dean or staying with him because it is safe and comfortable—and we don't appreciate how difficult it is for her (I may be one of the few divorced people talking about this show on Tumblr, so this has always made me laugh). Yet there was nothing but glee when Rio flipped on his brousin (who was written as both abusive and safe) for Beth. Where was the empathy for Rio and how hard it was for him? Especially because, unlike Beth, he didn't even have one parent? Hadn't the Beth stans used her very tragical history™️ to explain away her every shitty act? idk, not having any parents and going to jail (as a minor?) and being betrayed by your family seems pretty tragic. But I didn't see them all of a sudden excusing Rio's bad behaviour. Because, feminism or something?

What about Beth's feelings? Last season she spent trying to have him killed. This season she spent looking annoyed by him. Throughout both she talked down to him in a specific white woman way that every BIPOC has experienced, even if some of them are cool with it. There were multiple opportunites for Beth to talk about her feelings with Ruby and/or Annie, but the writers made the deliberate choice to always make it about sex (and god, the immature way they had these three grown women talk was fucking obnoxious). She spent the last 2 seasons also wanting him out of her life to the point that a majority of her actions in S4 were motivated by getting to Nevada with her husband and kids. Beth doesn't care about Rio but Rio needs to put Beth above everything because he's just so in love like he's never been before (which is blatant Marcus & Rhea erasure). And anyone who doesn't think Beth would have just as happily been sitting on that bench plotting how to "run the city" (hahahahaha!) with Nick if the situation worked out differently hasn't been paying attention.

So, what do we have? A white woman who is constantly excused (by the loudest portion of the fandom) for all her ill treatment to her Black BFF & her Black husband, her Asian coworker, her Latina "friend," and Rio (among others) because her life is hard and who is not required to even be nice to her supposed "endgame". And a MOC who is expected to accept being treated poorly by the white woman because he loves her.

And, a last thing, this attitude grossly crossed over into talk about real people when the fans—who self-righteously claimed to be above anon sources or talking about the actors—latched on to the narrative and enjoyed blaming the MOC actor for the cancellation of the show, even dragging his insignificant (in terms of influence) Black wife into it. All while conveniently ignoring that the creator/showrunner is a white woman. The star & producer is a white woman. The people making the decisions at NBCU & Netflix were white women. All white women with so much more power than the Latino actor.

Shit, did I answer your question? I know this is a lot. But I could honestly make mulitple posts on each issue I touched on here. Basically, white people ain't slick, be they content creators or fans. We see how & what y'all talk about. We see that Rio not having a last name is not a big deal to you and we know why that is. So we're fucking tired. And we're over a show that had so much potential crapping all over their POC characters to prop up a white woman. And we're repulsed by the white women in the fandom who use their tears to seem oppressed and who toss around the word misogynist because POC dare call a Karen a Karen.

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Monday Morning Rewatch Thoughts

This episode was disappointing. I think the last episode would have served as a better mid-season finale personally. Thoughts below:

Annie

- The plot of, “I wasn’t Ben,” and Annie being motivated to keep Ben in his current school for that reason is amazing. That is the kind of plot I want, and care about, for Annie. I love that they have included Ben’s transition into the story line in a way that it isn’t the main focus and that Ben has other pieces of characterization and other challenges/points of conflict than just his transition, but that they haven’t shied away from it when it makes sense.

- The financial aid lady is a down.ass.bitch. for telling Annie to just go find some guy she’s slept with the put down on the paperwork. I’m sorry, but that was great of her to be like listen here’s a loophole so you can help your kid and I will not ask questions. 

- I did not like the Kevin (name?) storyline at first because it just didn’t make sense? And I did not like his characterization at the auction of being the “trashy homeless guy” who eats way too much food and steals dogs. I felt like he had more to him when he told Annie that he doesn’t want to be a favor to her. I think she has more chemistry with him than any other guy we have seen her with (including Greg, sue me) and I’m actually looking forward to a possible storyline of her and him falling in love via being awkward roommates. I am hoping it has a current of don’t judge a book by it’s cover, and that Kevin is someone who is a good person and has an interesting story that brings Annie to some sort of realization about herself.

Ruby/Stan

- I HATED... yes... HATED Beth in the scene where Stan was going over the game plan. She was so damn condescending. Stan was biting his tongue and being as polite as he could be, but she was fucking rude. Point blank. Rude. 

- Because of that, I loved the scene where he called Beth out. And he is fucking right. And you know what? He even threw her a bone that she was ignored in her home for so many years. Which is fucking true, and made the conversation SO much more nuanced than just Stan calling her out. It made it sooo much more complex that he mentions her motivations. He has known this woman like a family member to his own family for decades. It makes sense he would see and understand the nuances of why she is doing what she’s doing. I hope it is foreshadowing for something more to come. 

- Sarah and Ruby have the best chemistry of any parent/child relationship in my opinion. I love watching them on screen even for just a few moments. 

- Ruby’s, “I did it for me,” at the end was remniscient of Beth telling Dean, “I wanted to,”. Yes, thank you. Ruby is not a yes man. She did this shit for her family, for her kids, for herself. As much as I think Beth might try to be in charge and often is, it was a good reminder that Ruby is still in there and still has a backbone. She has called Beth out with stealing the Tesla, with the sex tape, etc. before and I want that energy back.

- Annie and Ruby having a sweet moment together on the bench was great, I love them together. They’re so fun but also so so sweet.

Beth/Dean

- She’s with fricken Dean again this week.

- Beth’s eyebrows and wig are fucking terrible. Someone CHILL with the eyebrow filler.

- Was Rio just watching Dean and Beth? Like hanging out waiting? He was like RIGHT THERE when Dean got up. Was he behind a tree watching Dean with his arm around Beth just boiling? 

- Dean being pitied by the guy he was trying to sell product to was great. He has been knocked down so many pegs. But also, it was a waste of fucking screen time.

- Not so easy to get out from under someone’s thumb, huh Deansie? How’s it feel to be a dumb ass yet again? A year’s supply of skin care? Guessing Beth is gonna have to bail him out which is again a waste of screen time and something no one gives a shit about seeing.

-  The fact that Dean thinks he was good at selling cars is just... sad.

- Beth being a “bad bitch” and selling purses to the husbands who went to see strippers is completely undermined by her being a doormat for Dean who is a sexist, condescending pig who cheated, lied about cancer, and has not shown a single ounce of respect for her as a woman outside of her ability to raise children and make cookies.

- I do not want to see a storyline of Beth trying to get money to leave and go to Nevada or wherever. I know the show runners have said Beth will realize she can’t escape Rio if they’re in the same town, so that is what this storyline is going to be. Her trying to escape Rio yet again. This has been drawn out long enough now. This episode was so confusing and weird. Like her and Rio got the trust of the SS just so the agents could leave? Their relationship advancement, her making this choice of him or SS, etc. was for... what? The drama of the last episode was because of... what exactly? What was the entire point of the SS storyline if it literally put us no where? I’m asking sincerely if anyone has thoughts.

- I don’t want to see Beth and Dean anymore. I am fucking exhausted of seeing Beth and Dean. I am over it. I spent almost this entire episode on my phone because I was bored. The Beth being sweet to Dean storyline is so so so far past where it made any logical sense to the plot. There has been no advancement or progress. She’s supposed to be in a love triangle? We have seven episodes left and there has been absolutely zero progress in her and Dean’s situation. I will be looking for some fucking conflict in this next episode with Dean seeing Rio otherwise I have little to no hope for the Brio ship going forward.

Rio/Nick

-  Rio is the spider that Dave talked about right? That he couldn’t get and so he never went back in the bed?

- Nick is a pathetic pussy, and so is his bodyguard. Mick is the only ‘muscle’ I want on my screen. Thanks.

- The bullet wounds not being there is unacceptable. Not just because it completely minimizes the fact that this man was shot in the chest three times and left to die, but also just from a plot standpoint. Like this was the entire storyline of season 3. Wtf. I understand Dean’s not being there, because that was treated as a minimal storyline. But Beth shooting Rio was the entire basis of season 3′s conflict. It’s bizarre and completely unacceptable.

- I posted a little while back about stereotypes, guessing that Nick was going to push Rio and Beth together by stereotyping them both and not seeing the deeper connection between them. Tooting my own horn because this is exactly what Nick did. Beth is the soccer mom, Rio the “gangster”.

- Nick and Dean are the same force for Rio and Beth, respectively. They’re both oppressors. They both don’t get it, the draw between the two. Beth and Rio both try to minimize their relationship, admitting only to sex and nothing more, to their oppressors. Beth used to want to get out from Dean’s grasp and Rio currently does with Nick. Both Dean and Nick have put this other person in a box, minimized them to nothing more than a stereotype, taken away their choices, taken away their power and control. How Beth does not realize Dean is her oppressor and not Rio is fucking beyond me.

- Nick doesn't have kids, so who was the kid referring to Rio as his uncle? The female cousin’s child? Let’s see more of her and less of Dean please.

- Rio literally couldn’t cope the second Nick brought up Beth. He walked away like a love-struck teenage idiot not wanting to admit that he made a bad decision over a girl. I’m curious about this. I hope we find out more of why Rio did it. Did he do it just to scare Beth into submission because he knew he couldn’t hurt her? Or was there a layer of thinking Lucy was a threat to Beth? Because Lucy was pissed at Beth. Or a layer of trying to feign still having power in front of his boys but not being able to hurt Beth? 

- Rio’s voice is so raspy at the end, he’s so tired and beaten down, literally and figuratively. And I cannot catch the meaning behind “sometimes it’s worth it”, to be yourself? He sounded so... just sad and down when he said it. It sounded so vulnerable. 

- It is not, I repeat, not a storyline they should go down of thinking it is cool/fun/sexy/empowering/feminist for this “gangbanger” to be in love with the housewife and for her to not reciprocate and then torment him. It’s not. 

Promo/Going Forward:

- I think we have seen confirmation that Rio will lie/keep things from Nick. I think Rio gave Beth the plates, and they will be working together going forward. I hope.

- Rio chilling in the backroom of PP with Beth, so chill, so nonchalant, put me in the ground.

- In the below shot, you can see Rio still sitting there with his hand on his chin as Beth talks to Dean. This scene better be LOADED. Go ahead and mention them banging, Dean. That will be fun. But also I want to see Beth try to talk her way out of it. Go ahead and try to tell Dean you didn’t have a choice Elizabeth. Go ahead and try to minimize what this is when Rio is sitting there listening. That will be golden conflict. I want to see Rio realize the dynamic between Beth and Dean, see him see how submissive and pathetic she is when Dean is around, see how Dean belittles her, and then use that against her to pull her out of her shell. I want to see Beth try to minimize her relationship with Rio, see him call her out on that too. Idk. This scene has been four seasons coming so it better not be a disappointment.

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"Doppelganger" *Part 17*

WHOO, y'all I really didn't think I had a lot left in me and then this just came pouring out. Wow. So yeah after about 3 hours and some crying and a breakdown later, here's another chapter. Definitely gonna get to 20. Oh yeah.

Warning: ANGST. SO MUCH ANGST. This one kinda got too close to home, but I made it that way so I have no one to blame but myself. If it hits close to home for you as well, I'm so sorry. Also if you're sensitive to....idk I guess I'll just say "drug use"? Use caution when reading.

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That Monday you went to class for the first time since you had been abducted. You slunk into class and sat in the back trying to remain unnoticed, but everyone instantly turned to you.

"Oh my god Y/N! Are you ok?!" One student asked you.

"How scary was it?" Another one asked.

"Was Nevada good in bed?" One girl asked you, causing three girls to hit her and shoo her away.

"I um...I…" you tried to breathe, but the questions and chatter kept coming. It was too much for you to handle. You grabbed your stuff and ran out of the classroom, down the hall.

"Hey sweetie are you ok--?" A young Hispanic girl asked you. It took you back to when Gabi had befriended you. You backed away from her and ran out of the building into the quad. You were hyperventilating, you could barely see in front of you. You collapsed onto the grass, crying. You hit your speed dial to call Chloe.

“Hello?”

“Ch-Chloe, I--” You could barely breathe, you were crying so hard. People were starting to stare, you had to get control of yourself.

“Y/N? Oh my god babe are you ok? What happened?”

“I...I need you…” You gasped, trying to get up and duck behind a building where no one could stare at you.

“Oh, oh honey I’m across town right now. Otherwise you know I’d come right down there,” She apologized. “Why don’t you call--”

“I can’t call Rafael,” You cut her off. “I don’t want him to know how fucked up I still am about all of this, we just started to get back to normal,”

“...Um okay, well I don’t know what you want me to--”

“Forget it, I’ll be fine,” You hung up the phone before she could say anything else. You felt bad for being so short with her, but you weren’t exactly yourself right now.

You really didn’t want to have to use Rafael as your crutch, your lifejacket. He had his own life, his own career. He didn’t have time to babysit you. You took several deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. You glanced around the corner, fewer people were in the quad now. You calmed yourself down enough to walk over and sit under a tree, breathing in the spring air.

You were just starting to calm down when your phone rang: RAFAEL CALLING.

Dammit Chloe…You reluctantly answered the phone with a fake chipper voice. “Hey baby!”

“Hola mi amor, Como estas?”

“I’m fine, Raffi…”

“Are you sure? Because Chloe just called me and--”

“She shouldn’t have called you,” You grumbled.

“Y/N, look baby if you’re in distress--”

“I’m not in distress, Rafael. I’m fine,”

“Are you--”

“Yes, I’m sure. I’m sorry Chloe called you. I’ll see you at home,” You hung up the phone abruptly. You instantly felt guilty; why were you taking it out on him? He was just trying to help. But you didn’t want him worrying about you, that was the whole point. You just wanted to forget about everything for a while. You laid down under the tree and closed your eyes, enjoying the sunshine on your face.

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Meanwhile

Rafael really didn’t want to betray your trust, but he didn’t know what else to do at this point. You clearly needed outside help and you refused to let him give it to you, so he felt like he had no choice. He went down to the precinct and into Olivia’s office.

“Rafa,” Olivia stood up as he walked in.

“Hey Liv,” He nodded, giving her a small hug. She walked back around her desk as he took a seat.

“What’s up?”

“It’s….Y/N,”

“She’s having trouble dealing with her trauma, isn’t she?”

“...Yes,” He nodded sadly. “And she won’t talk to me. She won’t let me talk to her about it because she doesn’t want me to think of her as a ‘victim’ and--”

“Well of course not Rafael, you’re her--” She paused. “Are you two still engaged?”

“YES, Olivia,” He sternly replied. “We’re still engaged,”

“Okay, sorry,” She bit her lip. “Anyway, of course she’s not going to want to discuss her trauma with you, you’re her loved one. Would you want her to see you as a victim?”

“...No,” He shook his head. “But she needs to talk to someone,”

“Are you suggesting I talk to her?” Olivia half laughed. “Because that’s probably worse than talking to you--”

“Why? She won’t feel ashamed telling you things, she doesn’t care what you think of her,”

“Well, gee thanks,”

“You know what I mean,”

“Yeah I do. She doesn’t like me,” Olivia pointed out. “Which means she won’t be as open to me, you know that,”

“Well, I mean if any of the other squad members come to her she’s just going to be upset more and more people know about her, and I just thought---” He sighed and held his head in hands. “I just-- I don’t know what to do, Liv,”

Olivia came around her desk again and put a hand on Rafael’s shoulder. “...I’ll try, if you really want me to,”

He looked up and gave her a small smile. “Thank you, Liv,”

-----------------

That Night

You had come back to Rafael’s after your little meltdown. While you were at school, a very kind gentleman found you lying under the tree and noticed you needed a bit of shall we say, a chill pill. You had gladly taken a few and popped them on the way home, and you were currently sleeping it off in the front of the TV when Rafael came home, and he wasn’t alone.

“Y/N….Baby?” He called, but there was no answer. He gave Liv a worried look as he dashed through your living room, to find you unconscious on the couch while Netflix was asking “ARE YOU STILL THERE?”

“Oh my god, Y/N! Baby, baby are you okay? Y/N, wake up!” Rafael violently shook you as Olivia started to call for a bus. She stopped dialing when you groggily awoke, stroking Rafael’s face with a sleepy smile.

“Heyyy, baby--” You kissed him deeply.

“Are you--- are you high, right now?” He looked at you horrified.

“What? No! No….maybe a little bit,” You bit your lip trying not to giggle at his very serious face.

“God dammit-- Y/N, carino-- why--?”

“Oh my GOD,” You suddenly noticed Olivia standing behind him. “What is she doing here?”

“She came to--”

“Oh my god, you told her to come here didn’t you? You’re kicking me out, aren’t you? For HER?”

“What? No! Jesus Christ, Y/N what exactly did you take--”

“Oh yeah, let me just tell the ginger snap here what drugs I’m on, and then she can throw me in jail and have you all to herself!”

“What the-- alright that’s it, you with me,” He grabbed your arm and started dragging you to his room. “I’m sorry about this Liv,” He looked at her apologetically.

“Oh yeah, sorry Olivia, wouldn’t want to interrupt your romantic evening with my fiancée,” You mocked, making Rafael walk faster. He pulled you into the room but you were so out of it you flopped onto the bed like a rag doll.

“Jesus-- Okay seriously baby, you need to tell me what you took,”

“No! It was nothing, it was just something to calm me down, it’s not a big deal--”

“It IS a big deal!” He yelled angrily. “Look at you! You can barely sit up!”

“I’m fine! See?” You sat up for about 10 seconds before falling back down on the bed again. You started giggling uncontrollably until you saw Rafael’s face. He wasn’t angry anymore he was...sad? Scared? His eyes were filled with tears, his hand was over his mouth.

“....What is happening right now?” You blinked several times, trying to clear your mind. Seeing Rafael in distress suddenly made being high not so fun anymore.

“...You know this is how I had to see my dad every day when I was a kid,” He said through choked back tears. “You know how traumatic it is to see you like this Y/N I don’t know why--”

“What?” You suddenly sat up quickly, holding on to the edge of the bed to keep you upright. “I...no, you said he used to beat--”

“You think he was SOBER while doing that?!” Rafael yelled louder now, and became more angry.

“...No, I guess not--” You hung your head down, mostly because it was difficult to keep it upright.

“I...I can’t talk to you when you’re like this, I just can’t,” He threw his hands up and walked towards the door.

“Rafa I--”

“Just sleep it off, we’ll talk later,” He snarled and slammed the door.

Almost immediately you burst into tears; how could you have done this to him? You hadn’t really thought about his whole dad situation, but now that he said it out loud it made perfect sense.

You just wanted to feel better, without causing him grief. And instead you had caused him heartache and pain. It made you hate yourself more than you already did.

And to top it off, Olivia was now out there with him in the living room, probably comforting him. Holding him while he cried about how you hurt him. You were driving him right back into her arms, no potions needed. You wanted so badly to just go in there and tell her to get the fuck away from your man, but you still couldn’t stand. You just laid there and cried until you fell asleep.

------

Hours later, you woke up to a dark room once again. It was 10:30. How long had you been out? You cautiously opened the door, but the living room was dark. Rafael wasn’t there?

“...Baby?” You called through the apartment to make sure, but sure enough there was no answer. You flipped on the light to see a note with your name on it. Oh god.

“No, no no no no--” You raced over and opened the paper, praying to God it wouldn’t say what you thought it would.

“Y/N-- Went out to clear my head, think about things. There’s food in the fridge I’ll be back.”

“I’ll be back?” You read out loud. When? Tonight? Tomorrow? A week from now? You started to grab your phone to call him, but before you could the door swung open and Rafael came sneaking in-- with Olivia.

“Oh my, Oh my god--” You wanted to vomit right there. They were both clearly a little tipsy and giggling, but when they saw you they straightened up quickly.

“Hey baby, you’re up,” He smiled sweetly, walking over and kissing your cheek.

“Oh so this is what we’re doing now, is it? I get high and upset you, so you go and get drunk to upset me?”

“What? No, I just-- we were just--” He looked to Liv.

“Y/N listen, we were just--” Olivia tried to explain.

“Oh I think you were JUST LEAVING, bitch,” You growled, starting to charge her but Rafael grabbed your arm.

“HEY, leave Liv alone,” He told you sternly, almost glaring at you. You had been here before, this was too familiar. You looked at him in surprise, then turned to Olivia with anger.

“...You did it again, didn’t you?” Hot tears stung your eyes as you swiped your arm from Rafael’s grasp.

“Did what?” Olivia asked, oblivious.

“You dosed him again, DIDN’T YOU?!” You started to charge her again as you screamed, but this time Rafael grabbed you by your waist.

“Y/N! Nobody fucking dosed me, you wanna talk about dosing? Let’s talk about how I found you earlier,” He barked.

“That was completely different--” You started to defend yourself.

“Why? Because you wanted to feel better?” He asked you angrily. “Because I went out and did the same thing, and just because you’re insecure about Liv and I, suddenly she has me under a spell?”

“This isn’t you,” You shook your head with tears rolling down your cheeks. “It just isn’t, I know it’s not,” You looked to Olivia, who still retained her confused look.

“Olivia, can you--?” Rafael looked at her while nodding at the door.

“Yeah, of course, I’ll-- talk to you later,” She gave a little nervous wave before walking out and closing the door behind her.

------

“See? Are you happy now?” He threw up his hands. “I didn’t go after her like a little love spelled puppy, Y/N,”

“You don’t have to mock me--”

“I told you I wasn’t under anything! You think that just because I’m mad at you, suddenly I must be under some kind of spell? Because, what? Because I can’t be mad at you, because you’re ‘going through something’? What about me?! What about what you’re putting me through?!”

“I’m trying NOT TO!!!!!!” You screamed.

“Yeah well you’re doing a hell of a job,” He laughed sarcastically, walking through the living room to his room.

“Rafael, Rafa!” You chased after him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to--”

“To what, Y/N? To get high in the middle of the day on god knows what? Or did you not mean to get caught?” He sneered as he started to get undressed.

“I just wanted to feel better!!” You stomped your foot.

“I don’t make you feel better? You need drugs for that?!” Tears came to his eyes. He couldn’t believe what you were saying.

“No!!! I just--” You paused, trying not to cry. “I just don’t want our relationship to be you constantly comforting me, or-- or taking care of me, like I’m a child!”

“Yeah well you’re sure as hell acting like one,” He tossed off his pants and dress shirt and stomped into his bathroom to get a t-shirt to wear with his boxers.

“....Why are you putting clothes on to sleep?” You asked him cautiously; you both usually slept naked in each other’s arms all night.

“Because I’m sleeping in the guest room, you can have the bed,” He pushed past you and out the door heading down the hallway to the guest room.

“No, no no no no Rafael don’t,” You quickly trailed him, grabbing his hand and making him face you.

“Why? I don’t make you feel better, why don’t you sleep with your pills?” He narrowed his eyes at you as he pulled away from you and started to walk away again.

“.....Please….” You softly whimpered, making him stop in his tracks. He didn’t turn around, he just looked at the ground and sighed.

“...Please don’t leave me alone,” You sounded like a little girl scared of the dark, but you didn’t care.

You couldn’t pretend that you didn’t need him anymore, because the truth is you did. You needed him by you every second of every day, you felt absolutely helpless without him. And you hated it. But you couldn’t hide it anymore.

After a long pause, Rafael turned back to face you, tears were streaming down your face. You looked so small and pitiful, he instantly regretted yelling at you like he had. He walked back slowly towards you, taking you in his arms and rubbing your back.

“I’m never going to leave you alone, carino,” He whispered as you sobbed into his chest. “I promise you,”

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered. “I’m so sorry about today. I just--”

“I know,” He nodded as he walked you back into his room and sat you on the bed as you pulled your clothes off. He took off his clothes and crawled into bed next to you, listening to your cries die down.

“I’m sorry I went out with Olivia, mi amor,” He apologized into your ear as he spooned you. “I knew how much that would hurt you and I did it anyway,”

“...It’s fine,” You nodded, even though you weren’t sure it was. But, you knew on some level that being high in front of Rafael would upset him and you did it anyway, so you couldn’t really hold onto it.

“....You really do need someone to talk to though, baby. Even if it’s not me,” He whispered, kissing the back of your neck gently. “Please?”

“Okay,” You nodded as you turned to face him. “I’ll do anything you want me to Rafa,”

“I want you to do it for you,” He pressed his forehead against yours.

“I don’t care about me, I care about you!” You shook your head.

“And I care about-- see this is what I’m talking about, baby,” He sighed. “You have to stop-- punishing yourself, or hating yourself, for whatever happened. We’re never going to be able to move on if you don’t,”

“....Okay,”

“Okay you’ll do it?”

“...I’ll try,”

“Okay,” He kissed you gently. “That’s all I’m asking,”

“....I flushed the rest of the pills,” You told him softly, making him smile for the first time that night.

“Thank you, baby,” He kissed you again.

“And I don’t care if you think that you’re--- being a burden, or needy, or some kind of anchor because you need me to feel safe. I want you to feel safe, all the time. And I WANT to be the one who makes you feel safe. Not drugs, not alcohol, not anybody else. Me. And if I need to be by your side 24/7 for the time being, then that’s what I’ll do,”

“What? Rafa come on--” You started to protest.

“No, I’m serious,” He took your hands. “I made a commitment to you, and I’m damn sure going to keep it. I will protect you from now until the end of our lives. So, I’ll call Morgan tomorrow and tell her that until further notice, unless I’m in court I’ll be working from home, okay?”

“I---I can’t ask you to do that--”

“You’re not asking me, carino. I’m offering-- No, I’m telling you, that’s what I’m doing,”

“....Okay,” You nodded with a small smile, snuggling closer into his chest as he pulled you tighter.

“I love you, Y/N. I love you more than anything in the world,” He whispered to the top of your head as you fell asleep on his chest.

“I love you too Rafael,” You cooed as you drifted off to sleep.

[vxvxan]

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒'𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍  /  welcome aboard, vivian yu, student #34. we are excited to set sail with you !  has anyone told you that you look like park sooyoung? according to our records, you hail from las vegas nevada, usa, prefer she/they, are demigirl, and are here to study communications. we also see you received a spot on the ss university because of your money — we won’t tell anyone. during your first few weeks here, other students said you were  + bright, + cunning, but also - manipulative. it sounds like you spend most of your time at the high sea grill. upon checking your luggage, we noticed you packed your grandfather’s military pocketknife. hopefully your roommates don’t steal it!

hi it’s nia <3 this is my second muse vivian and i apologize soooo much in advance. lmao. their bio and info is below the cut. please like and im me to plot i am so so excited to bring u this angst bitch

vivian grew up in las vegas. they were born to not one, but two politicians. their mother was a state representative and their father was mayor of their town. ever since she was a kid, vivi was forced to spend her free time at donor events, fundraisers, and shuffled around at various events for causes around the city. everyone in town knew vivian by name and face. people sucked up to her: neighbors, teachers, law enforcement, anyone hoping to get ahead by way of her parents’ favor. it gave her a heightened sense of importance that quickly got to her head. 

by the time she was a preteen, vivian believed herself to be above the law and above those around her. by age 14, her father was running for governor and her mother held ambitions of working on a national level in washington dc. an only child with her parents both busy and in the public eye, vivi had absolutely no one to turn to. in her mind, no one would understand her, anyway. once she was 15-16, she was hanging out with an older crowd, skipping school, sneaking out and getting drunk to see if anyone at home would notice  ( they didn’t. )  her folks didn’t take notice of vivi’s bad behavior until her actions began affecting them politically. you couldn’t run a campaign on ‘safe cities’ when your daughter was being brought home by police at night and found lingering around sketchy clubs on the vegas strip. 

trigger warnings in next paragraph: drugs, drug overdose, death

vivian’s mind began to be wired in a really terrible way: the more trouble she got into, the more her parents seemed to notice she existed. maybe they were screaming at her, but they were communicating with her. and that was more than she’d had before. one night at a fundraiser, vivi met a boy who was a fellow politician’s kid. he invited her to a back room with a few other teens where she was introduced to cocaine. unfortunately, vivi became hooked right away. over time, she found comfort with drugs and with this group of teens; the only people who seemed to understand her and care about her. a few months later, she was at a party with this boy and their friends when he overdosed in front of her. his death profoundly affected vivi. she became even more withdrawn, talked to almost no one, and was cruel and cold whenever she did. after nearly being disowned by her parents for the overdose incident, vivi agreed to go to rehab. once she was out, they were sent away to live with their uncle in boston, massachusetts, so vivi couldn’t mess up their politics anymore. she stopped looking for attention from her family and instead wanted nothing to do with them.

( triggers over ) 

in boston, vivi attended public school. quickly she fell into her old ways, getting caught up with a bad crowd, ignoring school and rules, and partying constantly. at school, she met a kind student named harper and was very drawn to her. the girl was so good and everything vivian wasn’t. vivi knew she had absolutely no business getting involved with someone so pure and kindhearted, but she couldn’t help herself. harper was ... different somehow. for the first time, vivian fell in love and felt love. the two dated and vivi really thought she could be a good person with her girlfriend’s influence. however, the school year ended, vivi was shipped off to boarding school by her parents, and she regressed all over again. knowing the path she was on and knowing her girlfriend deserved much better, vivian cheated on her right away and broke things off. ever since then, vivi has cheated on every single person she’s ever dated and maintained fierce independence and selfishness. 

other info:  vivian may look poised and sweet from time to time, but don’t let it fool you. it’s her political upbringing that allows her to put on a faux aura of compassion and authority. vivi is still the same mess they have always been. they will be a bitch form time to time. they take kindness as an insult and as a method for someone to get something from her. it’s not her fault, really. it’s how she was taught. they’re impulsive, stubborn, ruthless, and self-destructive. they are very very intelligent and could do something with their life, if they ever learned to channel her good qualities. vivian just doesn’t know they exist. vivian is bisexual with a strong leaning towards women, but who knows ?  putting her into a box would be impossible. she’s an entp, virgo, chaotic neutral if any of that means anything to you. <3 

if you like this i will im you to plot !!  i’m soooo excited to bring vivi to yall and excited to see if she grows up or changes at all here lol

wanted connections ?? i am so open to anything don’t feel limited by these, but here are so ideas to help us: 

a former best friend who vivi fucked over

someone vivi started getting feelings for and then abandoned

friends with benefits

even better, enemies with benefits

someone vivi cheats on for exams, homework, etc.

someone vivian has a soft spot for but won’t admit 

someone vivi is super protective of  &  will fight over

partners in crime  ( warning u have to be ready to commit real crimes lol ) 

??? idk literally whatever ?? ?

angsty drama

[crazedhopelessromantic]

"Where are we going? " Anne asked as she watched him put his four big dogs in the tuck bed.

"Just get in, I'm not going to tell you. "

"Is it in the state? "

"... Not awnsering. " Joe closed the tailgate and walked around to the divers side, pulling open the red door and getting inside. Anne opened the passenger door and got in.

Anne opened her mouth to ask another question but Joe put his hand over her mouth. "No. "

Anne huffed, but stayed quite. Joe pulled out of the driveway and out of the neighborhood, some of the neighbors that were out side waved goodbye at them, Joe didn't react but Anne waved back at them. When they got into the highway it began to rain, much to Annes delight.

"... Where are we going? " Anne smiled, looking out the window at the passing trees.

"Shut up, if you ask again I'm going to literally throw you out of this. "

"O, kinky. " Anne poked his shoulder

"You disgust me. " He took a hand off the steering wheel and brushed her hand off him. He speed up when he turned onto the freeway from the highway, the dogs in the back hunkered down in a good old fashion dog pile.

"Are we-. "

"Anne what the fuck did I just say?! " Joe groaned, she is so lucky he had precious cargo on board and had to focus on driving. He can't die if he got into a crash, but the dogs could. His lifeline, as he calls them.

Anne looked at him and then too the floor and then out the window, twirling her hair between her fleshy fingers. Fuckin' creep liked being yelled at.

"You're getting off on this, huh? "

"Pointing it out isn't making it any better. " She winked and Joe gagged. He wasn't too fond of her weird flirting- but also wasn't totally against it. Anne laughed at his reaction.

"It's in Las Vegas. " Joe sighed and gave her one awnser, only one. Anne nodded, she didn't know where Las Vegas was at and at this point she was too afraid to ask.

Anne pulled her phone out and went to text the director of the site she had been staying at

'Hey fuck head. '

'What do you want Anne. '

'And more importantly where the fuck are you? '

'Calm down- I don't know where I am but there are no trees anymore and I'm going to Las Vegas. '

' ... What are you going to do in Nevada? '

'Idk. '

'WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?! '

' 🥺 no need to yell at me.. 👉👈'

'Are you getting kidnapped or something? '

Before she could respond Joe snagged her phone, turned it off and threw it out the window. It hit the car behind them. The dogs watched as the windshield broke and the car crashed into the side forest surrounding the road.

"What the hell was that for!? " She got no response, only him turning to look at her with a smile on his face, he was proud of himself. "I hope you know your chances of being dragged by the hair to hell just incressed. "

"Oh god, I'm sooo scared. " He said, scsrasm thick in his voice. "Who were you texting? "

"Site director. I was telling him to call off my appointments for the day. " -that's was she was going to do before he rudly interupted her. She tells him a lie every so often, as a treat. "Are dogs even allowed where we're going? " So many questions.

"Nope, but either way, I don't care and neither should you. " He passed in front of a cop and dive right through a toll booth.

"... I don't know why I expected you to pay. "

"Your first mistake was expecting anything of me. "

"Don't say that. "

"You aren't my mom. "

"But I am your therapist. "

With his eyes on the road he opened his give box and shoved a clean squeaky dog toy in Annes mouth "Shut up. I'm not going to ask again. "

Anne pulled the toy out of her mouth when her eyes started to water. she kept it close to her mouth to bite on it, she was thoroughly entertained by it. Not soon enough they arrive to Las Vegas and pulled into a place called 'Area-15'.

"And we're here. " Joe parked where ever space was available and got out after turning the car off. Anne got out two, but kept the toy in her hands, the squeaking causing the dogs to jump out twoards her - it would have been illegal for her to refuse some play time, so she threw it at one of the dogs and a different one caught it.

"Oooo, what is this place? "

"It's an interactive art Museum. "

"Oh? "

Joe walked over twoards Anne and picked her up, resting her on his shoulder - it's just faster travel. He called his dogs over, like the good boy and girls they are the fluffy trio trotted along after them.

"This is humiliating. "

"You're humiliating. "

After what seemed like a short walk they arrived to the entrance of the Area-15 and walked in - some kids we're staring at the dogs, wanting to pet them, some kids did.

"Please put me down now. " Anne pushed against his back, trying to get out.

"Hmm, let me think about it. " His grip on her was tight, she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Anne whimpred then gave up, she did keep her hands on his back though.

"Nice ass. "

"Thanks."

Joe stood in front of the whole reason why he drove the seven hours, Omegamart. Joe put Anne back down on the floor before picking her back up only differently and cutting the long line of people, they didn't complain. The workers at the entrance greeted them and the dogs.

"Omega mart? " She slid her legs out of his arms and back on the floor, "this place looks like an SCP. " She said it loud enough only for him to hear.

"What makes you say that?"

Anne grabbed his hand and walked around the exhibit with him. "The vibe. " The dogs walked around like they owned the place, making sure to sniff everything in sight.

[braden-holtbys]

Like Morning Follows Night pt. 2

A/N: Hey guys! I’ve been working on this for a little while now. I didn’t wanna make it too long so sorry if the end seems abrupt. I may make a part three to this if y’all like it!  Also feel free to send me a message for more or anything else! And as always, it’ll be under the cut.

It’s been two years since Alec had left, and honestly, you’ve been doing so much better nowadays. You’ve been loving your job, but you also kind of feel like it’s time to get relocated. Not that the job or anything was bad, it’s just that you’ve been living mostly by yourself in LA, and you know damn well living in the city can get ridiculous. Occasionally you would look here and there for places that seemed reasonable, but of course there was a place that you avoided. Las Vegas, Nevada. The neon lights and the casinos weren’t for you, and you had previously gone there to visit family. However, you stopped going as much as you used to. 

I look around and see that I’m alone. Sin City’s cold and empty, no one’s around to judge me. Ooh I can’t see clearly when you’re gone. I’m blinded by the lights.

You figured that the relationship broke off because of the trade. It was true, but you tried to keep your focus elsewhere since you thought he’d move on anyways. For you, you didn’t get into a relationship and had some walls up that seemed so hard to break down. Your friends had tried to set you up on dates, and it just never worked out. Things seemed to be missing, yet you would try so hard to not be too nitpicky and reminisce on an ex. Hell, you’ve even avoided Staples Center when the Knights came around. 

Your friends have been encouraging you to take some time off of work. They seemed to notice that you’ve been dealing with a lot at work and trying to look for places near a new relocation site. Your boss had told you, as one of the event managers, that Vegas might be one of the sites. As much as you dreaded it, you accepted it as a new start and even if it’s the same place where he’s at. It seemed petty to dread being even in the same city as your ex, but you still believed that he wouldn’t even notice that you’re there and that he moved on. Plus, your boss was cool enough to give you a week off to find a place out there. The hard work, the ups and downs, everything really paid off. 

I’m running out of time ‘cause I can see the sun light up the sky, so I hit the road in overdrive. Baby, oh I can’t help it. 

Keys, bags, gas, snacks… check. Driving to Vegas wasn’t so terrible as  you had your music that slaps. Honestly, at least you’ll have time to yourself and you felt confident enough to actually attend the game on Thursday night. 

“Phew, that took long enough. Seems like I’ll just spend the rest of the night in the room,” you said quietly to yourself as you put the card in the slot. Four and a half hours of driving, getting something to eat, and finally checking into the Bellagio got you slumped. Honestly, you were tired enough to knock out then and there which didn’t sound like a bad idea. You actually were gonna look at a couple apartments tomorrow morning anyways. 

-Fast forward to tomorrow because idk how to end the night without more filler and not getting straight to the point-

The apartments you had looked at were nice, but of course one or two were better than others. At least that’s a good start. You also had some time to hang out with your cousins who were aware of the situation with you know who and with work. A little text and phone call here and there with them always made you feel better, also because sometimes their shit talking was funny. You were at their house out in the suburbs, just hanging out for a bit because what else is there to do in Vegas. Like honestly? 

“Anyways, what are you gonna do if you happen to run into Alec? I mean sure there’s lots of people here, but honestly…,” your cousin Lexi had trailed off. 

“I don’t know, probably just keep on going and just leave it alone,” you replied.

“Well he better not try anything sneaky, Y/N,” she added. “I don’t wanna see you get hurt again because of him or else he’ll catch these hands.”

You chuckled in response.

”Anyways, I gotta get going here. So we’ll catch up again sometime right?”

“Yeah for sure,” she commented as she walked with you to the door. “Just text or call.”

You nodded as you made your way back to the car and left for the hotel room. It was only three in the afternoon, but you always liked to nap before the games. Honestly, you still missed pregame naps with Alec. You missed being wrapped in his arms, his warmth, the light snoring, but most of all you missed him being the big spoon. You had plopped onto the bed as soon as you got back to the room. So many thoughts were racing through your head, yet it was hard to get them out. 

I said, ooh, I’m blinded by the lights. No, I can’t sleep until I feel your touch. Ooh, I’m drowning in the night. When I’m like this you’re the one I trust. 

It was hard to sleep, but with a puck drop at seven, you needed to get ready. The clock on the nightstand read 5:54 pm. It didn’t take too long to get ready, and you reluctantly took your jersey with you. It was Alec’s jersey, but you still kept it because it looked better on you anyways. 

6:15 pm and a quick uber to the arena, just in time for warm ups. You decided to stay on the Kings side but close to the benches and glass. It was a bad idea but you didn’t care. It was a risk, but oh you needed the thrill. With the buzzer going off and the announcement of both teams coming on ice for warm ups, the pit of anxiety was building up in your stomach. 

You looked up at the jumbotron, and for a brief second, you saw yourself on it. How embarrassing because now it announced to Alec that you were in attendance. You were sure he didn’t see it, but somehow you felt like someone was looking at you. Whoever it was, they were looking from a distance, like they knew you, examining you. It felt so intense and you didn’t want to look. Yet, you had the built up a tiny bit of courage to look around and to see if you can confirm the feeling. 

And there it was. Your eyes had locked with Alec’s for a brief moment in time as he was conveniently by the dividing line. It felt like eternity as you both looked at each other until he had skated off for a couple shots on net. The anxiety built up even more, you can feel it. It didn’t matter though since you were here for a time, good or not. You still stood by the glass until warm ups were over and hurried to the nearest restroom that you can find.

“Oh my god, oh my god…,” you whispered to yourself as you got to an open stall and locked the door behind you. Your phone had vibrated a couple times before you took it out of your pocket. It was a couple text notifications from a number you didn’t have, probably because you either deleted or wrong number or whatever. 

‘Hey, it’s Alec.’

You didn’t... you couldn’t believe that he still had your number. It must be a joke at this point because it’s been a couple years and he barely even texted you after he left. You’ve ignored the texts and figured that he’ll just delete your number. Why would he have a number of an ex anyways?

A: ‘Come meet me after the game outside the locker room. I’ll let the security know. Only if you’re comfortable…’

You read it over again before replying. Panic and somehow relief were the two main feelings you had.

Y: ‘Fine, I’ll be there’

It couldn’t be… why now?

You got me in the mood, mood. I’m scared but if my heart’s gonna break at the end of the night then we’re in danger.

[darnittumbleweed]

Wait why have Twitter turned on gube? What do they think hes done?

What aren’t they mad about? Most of it is decades old though some people are saying he may have said it as recent as 2016. Let’s see Some statements he made using the R word (he’s done work with developmentally disabled people since then) a poem he wrote where he mentioned he wouldn’t date a lesbian (allegedly someone on social media talked to him about it when it happened and explained to him why that might be offensive. He listened to her and apologized). Also a photo shoot where he wore a headdress (though I’ve heard some people claim it’s a showgirl headdress and not native. Idk I’m not native so I can’t say) also accusing him of cultural appropriation for loving kimonos...that seems like reaching but then again I’m not Japanese so I don’t know if appreciating and buying kimonos is upsetting or not. He’s not using them as costumes and seems to genuinely appreciate them (according to him the kimonos remind him of his late grandmother who bought him one when he was a child and after she died he was heartbroken so his dad gave him an adult one insisting his grandmother had gotten for matthew to wear as an adult though in reality she bought it for Matthew’s father...so yeah emotional connection to the kimonos so) so idk if that’s considered inappropriate or not. People are also mad that he is allegedly registered as a republican when it’s most likely because his mom is a replublican political candidate and he most likely registered as an eighteen yr old who wanted to support his mother (she supported a democratic candidate so most likely she isn’t toting for the tea party). Idk if Nevada has the rule that you can only vote for the party you’re registered as or not. He’s said he has a distaste for politics and tries to avoid being involved in it (which has really made people mad because not voting is frowned upon) idk if he even votes nor should I know because it’s not my business. Honestly I’m torn about it because really his political affiliation isn’t my business at the end of the day. That the thing about our political system in the us. You have freedom to vote how you choose. No I don’t like a gigantic chunk of republican values...I don’t even agree with Democrats...I’m a libertarian sooo. I may not like that he’s possibly voted republican but really it’s not my right to tell anyone how they can vote no matter how I feel. I don’t care how people vote as long as they’re making educated informed votes. Also people are still mad that he’s not being that vocal about blm. They think the donations he’s given aren’t enough and he needs to say something more. They also claim he’s pro cop (though I’m confused about how that one got brought up)...oh and he’s possibly pro gun rights (he was a boyscout and trust me those kids love America and guns).

So, it’s a giant clusterfuck of accusations and opinions and people being upset and wanting acknowledgement. Yeah I do think he maybe should say something about the fact that people are upset but it’s gotten to the point where people are just throwing out threats which makes it seem like any acknowledgement won’t be enough to satisfy them. I get that people feel upset and want some acknowledgement but I kind of feel at this point that if they’re getting this upset then why keep obsessing about this instead of just cutting their losses and leaving.

I also don’t feel like I have too much right to speak about if someone has the right to be upset because I’m not a part of any of these groups who may have been offended by these comments. So I can’t police if they have the right to be upset or have an opinion. I’m trying to stay in my lane, but I feel grossed out by the threats that are popping up...no one has any place threatening anyone.

It’s a mess. I’m sure I missed some things but I’ve avoided twitter because those kids scare me. They need to step away from the internet and take some of that rage towards protests and issues. Cancel culture is a mess

[bom-bombon]

idk if youre still doing that ask, but if you are do you have anything for virginia?

I have a whole story about Virginia and her complexity.... problem is that most of it is in my head and I can’t put it into words

Name: Elizabeth Henry

Age: 31-34

Gender: Cis female

Ethnicity/Race: European (English, there’s others, I just forgot)

Siblings: West Virginia and Kentucky

Height: 5’5 (165.15 cm)

Relations:

-Kentucky: She loves him. She adores him. Virginia doesn’t realize this out of him and West Virginia, she loves Kentucky more. Although he was a troublemaker as a kid, she still showered him with gifts of animals and helped him start a farm and planting. Even though she was distant with him when he was growing up, Kentucky understood why and was soon pushed into the responsibility of being a state, leading him to emphasize with her the workload. During the War of 1812, they became closer as Kentucky tried to be at every battle, supporting the country as Virginia took care of him and his wounds. She was proud of him. Nowadays, they are still on good terms. 

-Maryland: She has mixed feelings about Maryland. Mostly negative. Perhaps there was a time when they were colonies that Virginia thought Maryland as a friend but it’s complicated and a wip. Although Maryland’s positive attitude and some of his beliefs rubbed off on Virginia over the years, she finds him annoying. Since the Civil War, he became more wealthy than her which was a blow to her self esteem, seeing how she always bragged how successful she was and was then destroyed. She has hated how much influence Maryland had on DC seeing as they had different aspirations for the boy. Virginia wanted him more of a Southern gentleman and Maryland wanted him to be free and study all his heart desired, even if it included getting in trouble. And finally, and most importantly, she absolutely hates how he drives and how he even got a driver license. She has gotten into countless accidents whenever she is behind him and fights with him nearly every time. She’s tired of him. But she hates other people more so he’s okay for now.

-North Carolina: Though I don’t have a concrete and satisfying oc of North Carolina, I think that these two are good friends. They just vibe with each other from the start and have great respect for each other. They like to tease each other too.

Virginia: I guess I won once again, huh?

North Carolina, eye twitching: Oh, bless your heart, sweetie.

-Tennessee: She finds him kind of adorable with his optimism, his passion about music, and his habit for always volunteering to help. Virginia always had great respect for him.

-West Virginia: She doesn’t really like him. She used to really love him as she used to raise him but their bond just slowly deteriorated up until the Civil War. Like with Kentucky, she was distant but this had a greater effect on his mental health as West interpreted that Virginia didn’t love him anymore. She had so much to deal with that it physically drained her from wanting to spend time with West Virginia. She always told him she loved him but it wasn’t enough. When West Virginia was becoming his own state, he stole some secrets from Virginia and gave it to the Union. When she found out about this, she felt utterly betrayed. She always thought they were close albeit having opposing opinions. What made this hurt more was that West Virginia was actively participating in the campaign in the East, taking Richmond and causing damage. After the war, she heard some of the things he said about her which was the last straw for her. She began hating him from that point on. He betrayed her, hurt her, and talked absolute trash about her. She didn’t forgive him. Her hatred died down nowadays but she doesn’t really like him. Please know that this was from her perspective, okay?

Things I don’t know how to title but it exists: 

-first wanted to seek wealth

-was incredibly sick when she was young; she promised herself to never get to that point in life at whatever’s cost

-wealthy

-works hard

-makes bomb ass food

-mom friend

-motherly

-compulsive caretaker

-she was 18 when they declared her independence 

-sorta a history buff

-loves going to festivals

-has an obscure driver license plate, not sure what it is yet, but I just know that it’s probably out of vanity 

-(on the last point wtf is up with your license plate Virginians. Every time I see a plate that says Virginia, your plate always says something weird and I’m just so confused. Also you’re not very good drivers. There. I said it.)

Some things about her (development? idk): 

Due to the living conditions of Jamestown and the rapid growth because of tabacco, she promised herself to never get to that point in her life ever again. She developed a habit throughout the years of saving money and soon became her profession of either business or economics. 

Since she was the oldest compared to the other OG 13 an had two younger brothers, she had to grow up quickly and be the responsible one. She wanted them to be safe while they’re together. For example, when Virginia see anyone hurt, she was always the first to help them and give some sort of lecture. She also provided the food, with some help obviously, but she was the main chef. Whenever the other colonies get upset, Virginia has to step in and comfort them. At the same time, she was also delving more into politics and helping out with her government. With this mindset, she had little time to truly enjoy her childhood or even have one. She had to be the mature one. She had to be the responsible one. She had to be. This ultimately causes her to be stressed and thinking that is normal. It also lead to Virginia being to stubborn and thinks she doesn’t have to be goofy or have fun like the other kids.

Some writing but I’m too shy to show all of it so have this,,,:

She swiftly exited the party held in their shared house. Thoughts raced through her mind. Fun, gentle memories filled her mind with nostalgia only to be struck with regrettable decisions she made. Her breath quickened. Her blue eyes shifted from plant to plant. Her chest grew heavier by the second. 

--

The booming echoes of gunshots softly dies down, relieving Virginia of her stress. She and most of the female states took refuge at a nearby town from Yorktown. Virginia prayed once more for the safety of her fellow states who are currently in the siege. Pressing her hands together, she began reciting. Massachusetts, New York, New Jersey, Rhode Island, Maryland, South Carolina, and Georgia - her brethren. The thought of them getting hurt distressed her greatly. They don’t always agree on everything but she’ll be damned if they don’t mean anything to her. Little by little, she began relaxing, but that anxiety never left. Once the last words slipped from her mouth, she glanced at the other girls. The tension in the air was palpable. They could only hope that this period of silence would stay silent.

Some quotes,, things?: 

Nevada, Arizona, and New Mexico: *closes the windows and curtains fiercely and quickly while peeking out every now and then*

Virginia: *crosses arms with a disappointed look* So what’s your excuse for today? 

Nevada: [whispers] I said shut up! *looks at Arizona and New Mexico who gave her a nod*

Arizona: We’re good. We can talk now.

Virginia: What illegal shit have you done this time?

--

South Carolina: What are you? Barely 300 years old? Makes sense. You’re so young!

Rhode Island: Careful South, you’ll make the entire void we call Midwest cry *snorts*

Virginia: When Washington wanted us to get along, I’m not quite sure this is what he meant

--

Virginia: *disgusted by the whole thing*

--

West Virginia: Oh come on! 

Maryland: Listen, no one will make fun of you.

Virginia: I will though!

--

DC: How the hell did you get in my house??

Maryland: Not important! As long as we’re together.

DC: Virginia?

Virginia: Like he said, not important.

--

DC: If you don’t mind a whole house has to be clean.

Maryland: See! He’s not gonna make us work.

DC: Who said I don’t need help?

Virginia: *smacks Maryland*

--

Maryland: For someone who lived almost practically alone for the past 150 years, he makes some messes.

Virginia: You know, this is your fault.

--

Virginia: I’ve said this once and I’ll say it again, your brother’s a dick

Delaware: I agree.

--

Virginia: Why the hell is this here? *points to Maryland*

--

1812

Virginia: Show me what you have

Kentucky: A gun!

Virginia: NO!

--

Smith: Ugh, don’t be like that. [sees Virginia] And don’t worry about the kid too. No reason for her to starve under your rule too.

[housebaylor]

Some Sapphire Flames thoughts, beware big spoilers under the cut

Where to start?

I regret never making a list of my actual preditions for the book, I would have won many MANY many bets.

Rogan who? - In books most of the time I never feel atration for the male protagonist, my mind and heart always stays with the female protagonist, (even with IA books, only Arland, Hugh and Roman have my heart). BUT this time Alessandro won me completely he felt very different from other male protagonists, yes I got a little bit annoyed with his multiple tries to leave Catalina behind… but aside for that I really liked him! His flirting made me laugh a lot, I love how cheesy it was.

And Catalina wow, I love so much the fact she is not a combat character, I think this is the main reason Ilona is worried about the book, and in my opinion all this factors gave the books a breath of fresh air. I cannot wait to see Catalina grow in a manipulative (and cunning 👀) but also compasionate Head of the House, I really really want her to be the female version of Augustine.

That promise she did with Victoria is going to be a PAIN, and I’m gonna enjoy it so much. Some months ago I was talking with @/Lemon_Cookie (in tw) of how I wanted to see Catalina with someone else before finally ending with Alessandro, and yes! it seems it is really gonna happen (and Linus also mentioned there were other mages interested in her 👀)

ohhh that kiss scene, shtt, when a book author said that it was “hotter than other sex scenes” I got very high expectations about it. When they first kissed I was like “okayy…” but then… wow, really wow. 

I didn’t know I need it but I’m loving and thankfull for the hinted romance between Mom and Heart!! Also there is also the hint between Bern and Runa, I’m still not sure what to think about it tbh.

I love Bug’s part in the book, kinda sad he didn’t appeared a lot in the second half of it. AND NOOOO NAPOLEOON!!!! I’m gonna go a give him a new puppy.

I loved Runa in DF, so seeing her in pain in this book made me really sad, cannot wait to see her back in the next book with her sister and werewolf brother lol. And I cannot have enough of the friendship between her and Arabella! I had a lot of fun with those two!

Also Leon and Alessandro feud was really entertaining, and L&B overprotectiveness was sooo cute, ohhh in the next books they are probably gonna be more!

About the villains, I love it, I never expected for IA to go the club of assasins route, and honestly I thought the serum plot was going to be saved for Arabella’s trilogy.

And Arabella… that girl is gonna get in BIG trouble… she asks Catalina to not to do her a “Nevada” but that is what she is doing, and she is also hiding her magic to the family, I hope, and I expectd for to Leon be suspicious of her and be with her in the bad times.

With the Warden thing, I have my doubts of Linus being Caesar, but I do believe this new serum thing is somehow connected to the past conspiration. And with Alessandro’s hints, Linus may be really the girls grandad, or family. And well none of the girls has manifest his weapon magic so :/ idk.

Talking about weapons, Alessandro cloning magic is so cool! I wonder if that ability can do more.

And back to Linus, he is actually a good grandad, that small talk with him and Lina was so real, and love ever piece of it. But ughhh I’m afraid, If he is Caesar  he is gonna manipulate Catalina to be at “his side”. Also are there more people in his House?? Does he have Kids?? a heir?? Was this one of the reasons Victoria made Catalina make that promise? If I can’t have them under my foot neither you Linus??.

A favorite scene? I cannot chose right now, the habanero made me laught A LOT, the last battle part with Benedict was very good, Catalina and Alessandro in the highway was also *chef kisses*, Sandro in Lina’s bed (the first scene) was also very very funny, the bathroom make out is also a strong contender)

** and  👀👀👀 Alessandro’s family, ohhh can’t wait to learn more about them.

*** I found the Nevada thing childish, but very in character, I can see Nevada fans getting angry about it, but eh, it is Catalina’s time

*** The Baylor humor is rubbing on Matilda

Anyway in my first reading I ended with 64 highlights, time for the second re-read. I have more things in my head, but I’m gonna cut it there :D

HE WAS LEAVING.

[jungle321jungle]

I Read The Lightning Theif Rewrite Script So You Dont Have To

So @dragonsarecats sent me this.

This being Chris Colombus’ rewrite of Chris Titley’s Lightning Thief movie from 2008.

And wow, if you thought the movie was bad before, you’re in for a surprise.

So if you wanna read all 121 pages yourself feel free, or read on and I’ll highlight everything by way of explaining all the issues with screenshots. And the very few good things at the end.

So, in no real order here is,

My 13 Issues!

1) Grover

My poor poor goat boy... The best way to describe his character is as follows: “The Stereotypical Horny Teenage Boy”. And legit that’s all to him.

2) Percy

So Percy... it’s honestly hard to spell out exactly what’s wrong with him. But things are, everything is. He doesn’t have a character. He’s just kinda the reason things work?

But he does piss off a bully? So that’s something? I guess???

3) Yancy Academy/The Start

I’m not gonna get into the fact that Percy is 17 all that’s wrong with that. But what’s wrong with the start of the story is two main things: The Minotaur and Drew.

So in this Drew is basically a mix of Nancy and Clarisse. As he’s the one Percy sprays with water in the bathroom, but that happens before Percy gets to camp. For reasons.

As for the Minotaur he comes twice, first to replace Mrs. Dodds and then to attack at the camp border. So during the first attack Percy slashes it and it ran off. Then when it’s back Percy kills it and takes off it’s horn- after Bruner established that it can only be killed by taking off a horn??? Said horn is also traded to Zeus for Grover’s life later?? Why is that a good trade???

4) Annabeth and The Love Story

Annabeth is there purely to be a love interest

So this thing leans heavily into the stereotypes of the demigods traits and yet I don’t think Annabeth does a single smart thing

She’s such a girl

That may sound like a weird complaint but like read this

So shortly after this Percy and her kiss and basically it s the most most cliche of cliche

And yeah that’s all there is to her

Well at the end she feels the need to tell Athena and Poseidon that she’s dating Percy and thus the two of them should make up

5) Luke

So the first thing wrong with Luke

He and Percy has two sentences of conversation before he’s giving Percy the winged shoes and shield cuz the bolt is there in the movie

He never met Hermes

Hermes didn’t know he had a son named Luke

I think that says all it does

There’s more about him but I’ll save that for the final battle

Luke has zero one liners

I swear his lines were the best thing about the movie

6) Sally

So after the Minotaur attacks the first time Chiron sends Grover to get sally then head to camp. But like sally has no need to go with?? She’s literally going with to be captured, cuz she can’t get in camp. They are 17, so they can prob drive. She’s not needed for that???

Despite being Percy’s motivation we barely have reason to care about her despite the fact she’s the mom

When Percy gets her back and they’re about to die, Percy kisses Annabeth instead of hugging his mom

She kissed Poseidon

7) Poseidon

So my real problem with him is him and Percy’s relationship

So Percy goes from being super cold to him, to hugging him, to getting a matching tattoo within three pages

8) Ares

So first Annabeth had to convince the dude that the war between the gods woulds be a good thing and to let them go

He’s very particular and stupid about cheeseburgers

So besides the fact that you can’t tell a burger is raw based on lifting the bun, after this the manager comes out tells Ares off for being rude to the waitress. Ares calmly apologizes and then punches the dude

Cops then show up and start shooting

The kids and ares get in a humvee and the cops are chasing them until ares hits a button and goes into stealth mode

So yeah

9) Hades and the Underworld

So the Underworld isn’t the underworld

It’s an AU if Los Angels, complete with burning things buildings and cars everywhere

Like hades mansion is literally crumbling to pieces and the food is rotten

Also apparently there’s no Charon it’s Virgil

Hades is the embodiment of the devil and evil. Complete with a demonic form

He wants to feed the kids TO KRONOS

Persephone is there and she’s stupid. First off she and Grover keep staring at each other “lustfully”

She also plays loyal to Hades and send everyone to die then is like whoops nope sorry bro I hate it here feel free to go home

She and Grover give each other lustful looks

Should she even be there in the summer?

Oh and lustful looks

10) Vegas

Okay so I’m not a fan of pearls as it’s a departure from the book and all but whatever I’m gonna ignore that for the sake of this.

But there’s many issues with the journey. One of which is heading to Vegas

So this person clearly doesn’t know how Nevada works cuz the whole thing is complete desert as they walk to Vegas on foot. Like according to this dude there is nothing in Nevada but Vegas

They walk until Poseidon sends them horses with baskets of fruit.

Which they then decide to ride down the Vegas Strip

So when they get to Lotus Flower Hotel, the name automatically changes to “Lotusland” for unknown reasons

And the reason Percy figures things out is cuz he bumps into a kid from the 70s and goes “Sorry, my bad.” And the kid basically replies as if Percy has said yeet. Like idk about the 70s, but I have a feeling that “my bad” isn’t that crazy of a phrase

Percy snaps Grover and Annabeth out of it by shoving them into a pool

During the fight on the way out Percy hits people with his sword and suddenly they age??? They chase them outside, and after the trio gets away they head back inside and de age again. Cuz somehow that makes sense

11) The Final Battle

The final battle, the final battle *sigh*

So like the movie the final battle takes place in NYC outside the Empire State Building. And Luke shows up to fight Percy

But the issue is how the fight works. So for some context Percy sends Sally and Annabeth up to Olympus ahead of him while he fights Luke so meanwhile Lukes on flying shoes and using the MASTERBOLT to attack Percy

But despite being close to midnight, this is fucking NYC. People can see him blasting craters into the street as he attacks Percy

So Percy fights back with three fire hydrants as if they are placed that close together. And Luke meanwhile is dodging water until he’s struck but like yo dumbass! You have fucking lightning in your hand! Strike the shit out of that water!

So then to the fight moves to the Hudson River because it’s magically right next to the building and Percy after flying with his own winged shoes, sucks Luke down in a whirlpool

Percy then goes to Olympus and somehow makes it at the same time as his mom and Annabeth?

12) The End

It ends back at Percy’s house

Grover is there

Annabeth is being this version of Annabeth

Percy shows off a tattoo that matches Poseidon’s

Gabe is yelling for beer, Sally yells at him to get it himself. He goes to the fridge and there’s Medusa’s head

The screenplay ends with gave turning to stone to the sound of crackling lightning outside

Like wtf kind of ending is that ???

The good things!

1) Annabeth is blonde!

She’s blonde. Yeah that’s all this point is

2) It’s so bad... it’s good

So many times I found myself cackling and crying laughing

I kept interrupting my friends to tell them the bullshit that was going on

Nothing made me laugh more than stealth mode

~~~~

So yeah, there ya go.

A long “review” of this trash screenplay from 2008 that no one asked for.

[bcnhur-blog]

hello!! i’m k and i’m very excited to bring you my angel toni. 

[ katherine langford. twenty-one. cisfemale. she/her. | muse 5a ] lost boy by ruth b. just came on the radio and it made me think of antoinette ‘toni’ west. they’ve been in sundance for one month and they’re currently a receptionist at sundance inn. if you’re looking for them, try by in the mix, locals say they’re there a lot. 

toni always knew she was adopted. considering it was kinda impossible for her two moms to have kids together. so it never really bothered her. her mothers always made sure she knew how special she was and how loved. toni was crafted with love and kindness. 

she’s the youngest of three siblings. a little more spoiled than her two older siblings. a little more of a mama’s girl. so when she said she was moving to another state everyone was shocked. everyone knew she had did a ancestry test and found a twin brother. but no one thought she would move to be closer to him. 

under her cute and calm demeanor toni feels lost. unsure of what she wants to in her life. although, she’s a great artist, she’s not sure if she can make a living out of that. so moving to sundance wasn’t only to be closer to an actual blood relative but it was a means to find herself.

many people have no idea about toni’s internal struggle because she’s so good at hiding it. she’s nice and sweet. but if you try to come at her she’ll match you.

she was staying at the sundance inn for a week when she had asked about a job. as part of the deal she gets to stay in a room there until she can find an apartment. the owner is just happy to have someone else there tbh. 

subplot: toni is muse 5a.

muse 5a and muse 5b are twins who were born to a single mother who wasn’t ready to have children. in the end, the twins were adopted by separate families. muse 5a was raised in california, and muse 5b was raised in sundance, nevada, completely unknowing of each other. after growing into adults, muse 5a and muse 5b ended up finding out about each other because of mutual ancestry tests. after talking through e-mail for a while, muse 5a decided to make the move to sundance, nevada and to connect with their twin. 

wanted connections

i would love someone who befriended her pretty quickly

also an eventual roommate would be fun!

she’s only been here a month iDK 

[rachelsquill]

i am thinking thoughts and idk how to articulate them

i think that Q should have a good relationship w his dad and his mom died a while back so its just those two and maybe the castle gets lonely - he has slime to chill with him but sometimes he aches for more. thats why when wilbur starts bothering him more frequently even thought he acts like its an inconvenience its actually very welcomed- maybe wilbur even has the same humor as Q’s mom which makes him like him even more.

Wilbur has a strained relationship with his father- Phil seems to care more about the kingdom than he cares about wil’s happiness. Kristen is there and she is alive- she is more gentle in how she handles wilbur and ultimately she helps phil see that hes being ridiculous about bloodlines etc

i know its maybe a little unlikely that two royals would get together especially considering one is an only child and the other is next in line for his kingdoms throne- but i have thought it would be interesting if they were neighboring kingdoms like not too far from each other. I think that wilburs families kingdom is much larger than quackitys - so maybe when the two of them get together they work to find a way to combine the two kingdoms— orrr maybe one of yhe conflicts is that wilbur wants to go and live in Q’s kingdom and so maybe tommy ends up becominh yhe next in line for the throne of wilburs kingdom- idk havent quite figured it out

Q’s kingdom is essentially las nevadas but maybe w a different name idk i will think abt it

and wilburs kingdom is lmanberg i may choose a dif name tho but thats the vibes

and im kinda thinking i will go with techno being an uncle who is a warrior king of a smaller snowy area - the antarctic empire

i have also decided that karl and sapnap rule kinoko kingdom- george is their like advisor maybe. There is karlnapity past relationship drama in this bcuz i like them but i also like the drama that comes w their breakup- i think it would be funny if Q and wilbur first talk at the ball or whatever becayse Q is avoiding sapnap and karl

Quackity makes eye contact with sapnap and goes to the nearest person hoping to avoid any confrontation with his exes “hey pretend you’re having a conversation with me” “what” wilbur was in the middle of grabbing some snacks from the abundance of treats available and was not prepared to strike up conversation “I am avoiding someone please just pretend like you’re an old friend and go along with it” “who are you avoiding” he looks around theroom but quackity pulls him back to face him “stop they’ll get suspicious if you look around like that- they’re just over there please just pretend i said something funny” “okay” wilbur fakes a laugh “so why are you avoiding whoever the fuck it is you’re avoiding” “they’re my exes- messy breakup- don’t wanna get too into it” “okay well- if i’m to pretend we’re old friends and help you avoid them it’d be nice to at least know your name” “quackity” “pleasure to meet you- I’m wilbur. would you like a scone?”

yes thats very stupid just random dump of my brain thoughts im very bad at dialogue and writing in general so dont judge it too harshly especially considering i am not bothering to actually properly write it - but i just think that would be interesting :3

As for why wilbur has never met quackity before- idk i need to think of a reason. maybe sam was protective of quackity for a long time and so he never really left the kingdom- or maybe when his mom was sickly before her death q didnt like leaving her in the castle alone (i mean technically staff were there but i mean w/o family) so he stayed back when sam went to social gatherings/meetings. Maybe their two kingdoms- despite being next to each other- didnt actually do a lot of business together so they never really had reason to meet (but this is unlikely so probably not) or maybe q’s kingdom was originally run by someone else? like maybe OH MY GOD MAYBE SCHLATT WAS THE OLD RULER AND EVERYONE IN THE KINGDOM HATED HIM A LOT SO THEY OVERTHREW HIM AND SAM TOOK HIS PLACE because he had lead the revolution omg yes i think i’ll go with that.

royalty tntduo au i dont know how to make an au abt royalty but they are rival kingdoms and maybe one of them has parents who keep trying to set them up with women and they r just like simply not vibing w them.

what if wil is betrothed to sally and he thought he was okay with it until at a ball he meets q and hes like “holy fuck…” and he and q hit it off like they just bounce off each other really well w banter and such

and sally starts to notice that things r just not quite workinh out and that wil has eyes for someone else and she sits him down and says “i think we need to break this off” BUT wil is in denial of his feelings he is still convinced that he is straight (hes bi w a lean towards men but he has not figured it out and he has internalized biphobia definitely not projecting on him i promise) so hes a bit offended abt this and sallys like “wil i love you, i do, but i dont think i can make you happy for a lifetime” wilbur finally gets what sally is saying and she becomes a confidant for him to gush about q to.

i have more ideas but i cannot figure out how to say them im sleepy and also on call w friends so i keep getting distracted if i think of more bs i will add to this

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@xyloophones tagged me and !!! eeep :D okay! let’s do this!

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 10 people

# following: 272

# of followers: 30!! n like idk where yall came from but owow. (waves noodle arms of appreciation \o/ hiiii) :3 thank u n feel free to say hi! I’m always up for making friends :)

average hours of sleep: Pfft!! i’m terrible at this. If I’m stressed it’s maybe 4 hours minimum mandatory for functioning even if i can’t force my brain to turn off very well, but on weekends it’s more like 8-ishh?? Weekdays tho sometimes it’s 2 or maybe 6 you just never know... help.,,, no one should’ve let me become an adult

lucky number: 2

instruments: violin (love it. it’s a great stress reliever and fun way to annoy the neighbors. no I do not feel like sherlock when i play at random hours. who said that? yea yea okay so maybe I do a lil bit...)

what are you wearing: black button down, maroon scarf and some slacks. still in work clothes and can’t wait to put on some pajamas n eat some spaghetti for dinner

dream job: English teacher in foreign country ✨

dream trip: RUSSIA!!! GOTTA GO SOMEDAY! Learned the language n everything and for some reason it’s had a special place in my heart since high school. darn visa process n paperwork. maybe this summer?? 

birthday: Mid October :) Right after the leaves change colors. Imma be 23 this year yipes!

height: 5’6”

gender/pronouns: she/her

other blogs: started 2 but don’t have time for them regularly just yet. gotta get settled in my job more but it’s in the works! got one based on my thesis project that’s got me super jazzed and I think it’ll be pretty cool. This one is mainly for stuff I really like/enjoy :)

nicknames: nope, never had one but I’d like to think one day I may earn one.

star sign: Libra??? this never made sense to me but there you have it? i am a confused. but also kinda like the fortune cookie-esque advice I get related to this. 

time: 8:04p woo! procrastinating somethin awful so internet here i come!!

favorite bands: AAAACKKK?? everything??? honestly my fav music ranges from classical orchestral scores to hard punk rock to grunge to pop to club and rap and 1940s swing bands and classic 1980s and nightcore and acapella covers???? soo? I’m literally the worst person to pick for DJ bc it’ll be aAALLllll over the place...

favorite artist: i LOVE pretty much anything in watercolor or impressionist style or related to my fandoms but def the fav has to be Degas bc, yeah his art inspired me soo much growing up and i had posters of his paintings clipped out of my calendars to hang up around my room for the longest time

favorite tumblr artist: OH MY GOSH SO MANY PLS DONT MAKE ME LIST THEM

song stuck in your head: “Can’t go on without you” by Kaleo, “You’re not there” by Lukas Grahm and “Friends” by Marshmello and Anne Marie (bouncing among the three but there’s ALWAYS a song going in my head...)

last movie you watched: Megamind!! just can’t help but rewatch. good memories. i know almost all the lines by heart n it reminds me of family

last show you watched: Violet Evergarden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UGHHH YES I love this show so much right now and it is my new obsession <3 reminds me a lot of Saber from the Fate series and I love where it’s going storywise :D!!!!

why did you make your blog: ummm????? I didn’t know how tumblr worked so I just? kinda?? signed up?? and started finding stuff i liked? just out of curiosity so idk what i want it to be really?

what do you post: AVERYTHINGGGG!! If you’re here. You get a taste of my fandom feels and random musings and a lil bit of everything else... soo hehehe. I mostly talk in tags too so an actual post is pretty rare... :) 

last thing you googled: Rupert’s drops exploding bc a fic mentioned it and honestly who doesn’t like exploding glass??

ao3: :) one of these days I’ll figure that out too.... but rn, nope.

do you ever get asks: nope! but feel free! i’m pretty unreachable during weekdays but I’d be happy to get back to ya on the weekends :D

how did you get the idea for your url: autogenerated bc i’m a derp and couldn’t think of something and this sounded interesting and a lot like the family jokes we’ve got going at home soo ye. I’mma make it mine. :)

favorite food: Apple pie

last book you read: akdlfjd does fan fic count???? (it absolutely does btw and I have several going rn) last physical book i read was Blood Lure by Nevada Barr which i lifted from a youth hostel book exchange about 5 months ago. I don’t really have room for physical books with my current living situation but I love them SOO muCH. they are my precious.

top 3 fictional universes: Lorein Legacies,  Edge of tomorrow, and DC comics bc of my batboys <3 :3 (I fall in love with so many stories this was Really hard to choose so there you have it!!!)

Woot woot!! We made it yall! Didn’t think 30 questions would be that long, but here we are :D 

Ya don’t have to do this if you don’t want to but i’m tagging: @screamingatanemptyroom @cherrymaphanji @crazybowtielover @darkstarsshinetoo @magicdreamsandmusic

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Hey so loved your black magic series! I read your post about using REE/Rafael. I’ll read anything you write but this idea to me is RPF and kind of squicks. ☹️ Maybe if you use another character he played? Nevada?! Someone sees “Barba” doing something super bad and they’re all “omg omg” and think it’s Barba? 🤷🏻‍♀️

I hear you, I do. HOWEVER, I made a "Version" of Raul Esparza in this story that is 5 years younger, and...I hate to say it, "more" famous?

IDK I wrote a 'prototype' chapter last night, so I'm gonna put this to you. I assume/hope you're an avid reader and I can gauge the public consensus, but also I want ALL my readers to be happy!!

So here, read this and then tell me if you still find the idea "Squicky".

That goes for anyone else! Maybe I should put my tag list in here....

The way I wrote him though anon, I truly feel in my heart that it's not RPF, because like I said RPF freaks me out as well.

Before you already go in skeptical, let me set up the plot I had planned. {As told to @madamsnape921 in an IM:

the thing was gonna start that someone sees Rafael proposing to the reader, and tells a tabloid that Raul Esparza is engaged to some rando. Because they think that it was him. And then Rafa, the reader and Chloe start to discuss on how either it's a multiverse thing, or a doppelganger thing because it turns out that Rafael and Raúl are very similar, like personality traits and the Broadway dream, except that Raul's childhood was basically the opposite of Rafael's so Chloe THINKS that Raul is Rafael from a "multiverse".

Right and then Raul goes to Rafael's office to confront him and then the reader and Chloe are there to take Rafael out to lunch and they're like holy shit!

And Rafael is super uncomfortable with the idea of the reader EVER being in a show with Raul because obviously they're like the same person and Raul probably has more in common with her

Oh and also Raul is five years younger, and thinner. So then Raul's like you shouldn't listen to him, I could really help you with your career.

Annnnd that's all I have so far.

Okay so read this really and tell me you honest opinion.

Screw it putting the tag list:

Tag List

@madamsnape921

@lolliepopsicle

@chasingeverybreakingwave

@milkshqke

@wanniiieeee

@word-scribbless

@gibbs274

@sassyada

@aprildecker-blog

@bookishfanfic

@stars-in-the-skies-world

@stars-trash-18

@omgsuperstarg

You were walking towards the exit of Central Park hand in hand with your now fiancee, when all of a sudden two giggling girls came running up to you.

“Oh my god!!!!! Raul we didn’t know you had a girlfriend!” One of them started squealing.

“Fiancee,” He corrected. “Wait I’m sorry, what? Did you just call me Raul?”

“Uh...yeah, duh,” One of the girls made a face. “Raul Esparza?”

“What?” You bursted out laughing. “I’m sorry, you think he’s Raul Esparza?”

“Um, we know he is,” The other one crossed her arms.

“Um, no he isn’t!” You wrapped your arm around Rafael protectively, as if the two girls were going to kidnap him or something.

“I can promise you ladies, I am not-- whoever you just said,” Rafael assured them.

“Why are you doing this? Are you trying not to embarrass your lady friend here?” One of the girls made a weird face at you.

“Wha? No--” Rafael tried to defend himself but the girls were already clearly ticked off.

“Wow, I have heard of actors trying to get away from fans but completely pretending to be another person, that’s pretty low Raul,” One of them glared at Rafael.

“Yeah, it wouldn’t have taken you much effort to just take a selfie with us,” The other one added with a scowl.

“I...um--” He looked to you for help, but you just shrugged. You had no idea how to handle such a weird situation.

“I guess we can take one--” He offered.

“Oh no, forget it now,” One girl scoffed.

“Yeah, jerk!” The other one stomped her foot and they both sauntered away angrily.

-----------

“...What the hell was that?” Rafael looked at you in utter confusion and disbelief, you just gave him a “wtf” smile.

“I have no idea baby--”

“Oh my god, are you guys ok?” Chloe suddenly came running up behind you. “What the hell did those teeny boppers want? To rob you with water guns or something?”

“No they-- they wanted a selfie?” Rafael was still confused, trying to figure out what just happened.

“A selfie? With you?” Chloe snorted.

“No-- With Raul Esparza,” You looked at her with a confused smile. It was pretty entertaining to think that your fiance looked like a Broadway star.

“I don’t get it, you said that I didn’t even look like him!” Rafael looked at you.

“I mean I said I didn’t see it, and that you were more handsome,”

“....Yeah well you might wanna rethink that answer babe,” Chloe’s eyes were wide as she handed you her phone. She had googled RAUL ESPARZA, and the images that popped up were-- Rafael’s face.

“Oh my God…” You whispered, showing Rafael the phone. He quickly pulled out his own and started searching for himself. You handed Chloe back her phone and did the same. Pages and pages of articles about Raul Esparza’s shows, and accelaides, and all with Rafael's face plastered all over them.

“He’s….me,” Rafael whispered in horror.

“He looks more like you than you do!” You teased, he looked at you with a very serious face. Clearly he was not ready to joke about this yet.

“Holy shit. This is some multiverse shit,” Chloe muttered as she went through her Google search.

“Excuse me?” You asked her.

“You know, the multiverse theory? There’s an infinite amount of universes in every decision anyone ever makes.”

“Meaning…?” Rafael asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Chloe raised an eyebrow. “Raul could be Rafael, if he hadn’t given up on his Broadway dream,”

“Oh my god,” Rafael started laughing. “Chloe, did you get loaded in the park or something?”

“Oh okay, so you have a better idea, big brain lawyer?” She crossed her arms.

“He might not, but I do,” You piped up, showing her your phone.

“Doppelgangers?” Chloe read with a face.

“Yes, it’s a fact that there are 5 people in the world with the EXACT same face,” You continued reading.

“And he just happens to live in New York, where Rafael lives? AND is on Broadway, the one thing Rafael gave up?”

“Look sure it’s a million to one shot that those events would line up, but what’s more plausible: Doppelganger or ‘Multiverse’?” You looked at Chloe, who looked at Rafael, so you turned to Rafael as well.

“...Wha--are you asking me?” He asked.

“I mean it is your face,” You shrugged. “What do you think, baby?”

“I’m leaning towards a doppelganger, sorry Chloe,” He shrugged as well.

“Yeah well, you’re probably right,” Chloe nodded as she read her own phone, still on Raul Esparza info. “Most likely because he’s five years YOUNGER than you,”

“WHAT?!” Rafael grabbed her phone; as he read it, his face fell. “Oh God, no…”

“Wha--What does it matter how old he is, Rafa?” You furrowed your brows.

“Or the fact that he’s clearly thinner and more attractive,” Chloe added with a smirk.

“CHLOE,” You scolded her. “What the ever loving fuck?”

“Well, I’m just saying-- Look at them side by side,” Chloe had a photo of Rafael from some mayor’s ball next to Raul Esparza at the Tonys, both in tuxedo’s. You wouldn’t admit to Rafael but Raul was definitely thinner, and...he looked a lot younger. It was probably Botox or something you were sure, but still….

“Okay but again WHY does it matter--?” You wanted to change the subject.

“Are you kidding me? Y/N-- This is what you want to do!” He gestured to Chloe’s phone.

“....I don’t want Raul--” You started.

“No, you want to be on Broadway though!! And, and what if someday, God forbid, you end up in a show with this guy? He clearly already has a leg up on me compatibility wise, and as Chloe so kindly pointed out, a leg up on me age and attractiveness wise, and--” Rafael started ranting and rambling, talking lightening fast, as he did when he got upset or excited.

“Whoa whoa whoa whoa, back up there counselor,” You put up a hand to his face. “Are you actually insinuating that if I worked with Raul Esparza, that I would magically fall in love with him?”

“Don’t say it like that,” Rafael was triggered by the mention of magic and love.

“Okay but I’m not even saying ‘magic’ magic, I’m just saying-- What do you think because he’s an actor, and younger than you I’m just going to think I’m better off with him? Just because he has your face?” You gave him a small “oh honey” smile as you placed your hands on either of his face.

“No, but if you have to play his love interest, and you spend every day with him, it might blur the lines--” He started grumbling.

“Rafael, baby--” You shook his head in your hands. “I am still in SCHOOL. I am nowhere NEAR being in a Broadway show as a freaking techie, let alone a love interest starring opposite Raul Esparza,”

“Yeah, I mean this guy is huge-- 3 Tonys, 2 Emmys, an Oscar--” Chloe rattled off, but stopped when she realized you were glaring at her. “What? I’m helping!”

“...See? He’s far too famous for me,” You pressed your forehead to Rafael’s.

“Right, and I’m just the lowly ADA,” He muttered.

“Lowly my ass, Rafa,” You hit him playfully. “You are the most respected ADA in all of New York,”

“I’m the only ADA of New York,” He made a face.

“Not true! Just the city,” You beamed, proud of yourself you did some research once you had gotten together.

“My point is Rafael,” You now put your hands on his collar and pulled yourself into him. “You are all the acclaim I need,” You kissed him softly. “You’re my everything, I mean for fuck’s sake you just held a one man flash mob to propose to me! Let’s Raul Esparza do THAT,” You laughed, hoping to make him feel better. As his scowl melted into a smile, you knew you had succeeded.

“That was pretty romantic wasn’t it?” He beamed, proud of himself.

“It was EPIC,” Chloe chimed in, for good this time.

“Your voice is beautiful by the way,” You had forgotten in the midst of all of the romantic hubbub to compliment him. “I’m really sorry you had to give up Broadway,”

“Yeah, well-- apparently some part of me didn’t,” He gestured to his phone.

“Well he doesn’t have me,” You pointed out.

“He doesn’t know what he’s missing.” Rafael grinned as he pulled you into a deep kiss.

“Now can we please just forget about--” You hesitated, deciding not to mention his name again. “Anything else, and just focus on our engagement night?”

“Well, I suppose--” He nodded as he put an arm around you, and the three of you continued to walk through the park.

-------

Across town in a swanky New York Penthouse, an alert went off on Raul Esparza’s phone. He had it set to notify him any time his name appeared in a headline on the internet. He glanced over and picked it up, reading the notification. As he read it, his eyes widened and his face grew red. He stood up and yelled to no one in particular,

“Who the FUCK is trying to impersonate me?!”