#might even make an insta for her and Lady

[motherhenna]

More pics of Liesel from her foster mom

Family has finally left and termite tenting is done: we're getting so close to moving / buying furniture and being ready to take her home!

I got a customized collar and bandanna for her too

[simpforrooster]

i’ll let you know tomorrow.

pete ‘maverick’ mitchell x f!reader

summary: maverick is enamored with a new lady at the bar. turns out rooster talked mav up earlier.

t/w: brief mention of an age gap, alcohol, cursing maybe?

“Hey Mav, you got a little drool,” Hangman tells him, gesturing to his mouth with his beer bottle.

Maverick knew he was staring. He just didn’t realize how obvious he was being about it. The moment you stepped into the bar, Maverick was gone. He hasn’t been able to take his eyes off you.

Rooster follows his godfather’s gaze, smiling upon seeing you. He’d met you earlier, a new computer engineer on base. Rooster knew Maverick would insta-fall in love with you.

You were absolutely Maverick’s type. So much so that Rooster didn’t think he’d be able to utter a word to you. He’d never seen his godfather so speechless. The man was practically undressing you with his eyes.

“Are you going to go talk to her? or just stare like a creep?” rooster asks.

maverick runs a hand over his face, about to accept defeat. “I don't even know what I'd say to her.”

Hangman rolls his eyes. “Grow a pair, Pops. I just might beat you to her.” Mischief dances in Hangman’s eyes, like he knew all Mav needed was a little competition.

Maverick meets Rooster’s eyes. “Maybe she’s lost that lovin’ feelin’?”

“Oh no, she hasn’t.” Rooster vehemently shakes his head, backing up from his godfather. Roos heard the story time and again from his mom. Ice shared it with her shortly after Goose’s death, hoping it would bring a smile to her face.

It did.

“Come on, your old man used to back me up. Now it’s your turn.”

Maverick hadn’t used this tactic on a lady since Charlie. It felt pretty sacred to her, and Nick. He wasn’t sure if he kept it filed away for so long for her sake, or Nick’s. With Rooster standing here, and Charlie happily married in D.C. he thought, what the fuck?

“We gotta help her find it,” Maverick pleads, praying Rooster caves before someone like Hangman steals her away.

Maverick gives Rooster his best pleading eyes. He has no idea who that girl is, but he can’t let her get away. He can’t bear to see Hangman with her.

Rooster throws back the remainder of his beer, silently conceding. Maverick jumps into the plan, effortlessly explaining everything as if he does this all the time.

As Maverick and Rooster perform for you, Mav immediately takes note of the pretty flush that dusts your cheeks. He wonders how many other ways he could make you blush. Catching Rooster’s eyes, Mav sees a ghost. For a brief moment, Maverick isn’t performing this schtick with Rooster, but rather his father. Bradley looked a lot like Carole when he was younger, but as he’s grown up, he’s Nick Bradshaw made over.

After the last note, Maverick holds your eyes, raising a brow. The smirk you grant him makes him weak in the knees as you pat the empty barstool to your left. Maverick smiles thanks to Rooster and Rooster retreats to the pool tables.

Up close, Maverick sees you’re much younger than he thought. Maybe even younger than Rooster. You don’t seem to mind though, Maverick taking note of how your body angles more toward him. He also notices the cocktail in front of you.

At least 21.

“You must do that all the time to have it so perfected,” you tease. Mav takes a swig of his beer, quickly glancing at the dagger squad. Rooster shoots him a thumbs up, while Coyote and Hangman make obscene gestures. He’ll have the two of them pay for that, of course.

“Ah, nah. This is only the third time. First two weren’t very successful,” Maverick tells you, following your lead by leaning a little closer to you. He figures he can blame the loud music for needing to invade your bubble.

“How’s this one going?” you ask.

“I’ll let you know tomorrow morning, but it’s looking pretty good so far.” He fixes you with the cocky smile of the 24 year old who last uttered the line.

“Is that right, Captain?” you quip. Mav’s eyebrow quirks in surprise that you know his rank.

“Your son told me all about you this afternoon during our meeting,” you gesture toward the squad.

Son.

Bradley referred to himself as Pete’s son. The feeling in his stomach almost rivaled the one you cause, your eyes silently begging for Maverick to get you out of this bar.

masterlist.

a/n: i recently watched the first top gun and melt every time mav tells charlie he will let her know in the morning. ugh. obsessed. had to write this.

[winterinvelaris]

I think I know who the Archerons are descended from (MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE MAASVERSE)

So, I know we talk a lot about the Archerons and their potentially magical lineage, and I'd like to take my own personal stab at it: I think the sisters are descended from Dorian and Manon.

Let's talk about the surface level stuff: It's heavily implied that Dorian and Manon's relationship does not end after Kingdom of Ash. It's pretty reasonable to assume that they might've even gotten married and had children (unless the witch-typical complications prevented them from doing so). It's also very possible to assume that Throne of Glass takes place in the past. (That's a theory explanation for another day, though. emilystheories on insta has a great run down of it.) We also know that the Throne of Glass fae made their way to other worlds- perhaps even the ACOTAR universe?

The Archerons and Magic: We know that these three sisters start human, but after becoming Fae, they are MASSIVELY more powerful than most others of their species. Even before their transformations, they were powerful-- think about Nesta shielding against Tamlin's glamour and the massive amount of will and strength it canonically took both her and Elain to survive the Cauldron. This shows that they aren't your everyday, average humans. The Nesta-is-a-witch theory isn't exactly a new one- there's plenty of jokes in the text that connect her to witches that it almost feels unnecessary to mention her iron-will, her death magic, her beauty, or her bloodthirstiness. Almost. Everything about Nesta screams Ironteeth. And then there's Elain-- her connection to Dorian and Manon's magic is a little less obvious than that of her sisters. I definitely think she has more of Manon's Crochan influence than Ironteeth. The Crochan are described as peaceful and beautiful-- sound familiar? We also know that it was common for witches to be Seers and for them to make Witch Mirrors that could see through time. Now, think about Dorian's magic: raw, unspecified power that he usually uses for elemental power and shapeshifting. He favors ice, usually. Now, think about Feyre's power: abilities so diverse it might as well be raw that focuses on elemental power and shapeshifting. She and her water-wolves also have a lot of fun with the ice. VERY similar. Too similar to ignore. 

Archerons and Titles: Okay, so we know that the Archerons come from money. Or, at least they used to. It's possible for that money to have come from a royal bloodline. But that's not what's important right now. There's something that's been bugging me for a while, and I think this theory explains it. Have you noticed that Feyre (if we ignore Rhysand lol) is virtually never referred to as a queen? She's almost always called a Princess, specifically the Princess of Carrion. Nesta, despite not having an official title, is always the one who's called a Queen. Could this be a nod to the ancestors these sisters take after the most? Feyre is always called a Princess even after becoming High Lady-- quite similar to our favorite Princeling after he becomes King. Nesta has always been regarded as a Queen no matter her status-- also similar to the High Queen of witches before she got her title.

Other notable things:

The witches have the three-faced goddess. There are three Archeron sisters. Witches are usually women. Obviously, the sisters are all women. Witches raise their young to be heartless and cutthroat-- much like how Nesta was raised by their mother. Feyre's name is an ancient faerie name. The Archeron cottage had Wyrdmarks on it, implying influence from TOG in the ACOTAR world.

[sophistired18]

Timeskip Kryk part 2! (Sorta?)

Here's some kryk hc's/random scenarios i have if they didn't make a move in highschool and remained pining idiots :)

One thing for sure, I think they would both know that there was something there, but ofc they never talked about it. Especially bc Yaku was going to Russia. Since they didn't do anything about their feelings earlier they both tried sweeping it under the rug and act like it never happened. And ofc that pining never really goes away, but the distance sorta helps. (Not really they miss each other so much)

Kuroo is going in as an intern for the Japan Volleyball Association and sends a photo of him in his new suit and asking if he looks okay for his first day. Yaku leaves it on seen. Kuroo dies inside bc does he actually look that bad?? It makes him panic alittle, although in the end he does very well on his first day, but he's still butt hurt by Yaku's lack of response. Only until the day after does Yaku respond "You look good" and "Sorry. I was busy". This makes Kuroo get mad but also ashamed at how happy it made him feel for Yaku complimenting him.

On the otherhand, Yaku cannot stop freaking out at how fucking good Kuroo looked in that suit. After a good 10 minutes of just gawking at a poorly taken selfie of his "I'm getting over him" crush, Yaku decides his heart cannot handle this today so he makes the hard choice of ghosting Kuroo so that he doesn't accidentally blurt how hot he thinks Kuroo looks. He feels bad but it was a necessary sacrifice to save himself from falling for him all over again. Although it's too late for that bc that image was ingrained into his mind all day.

Kuroo tries not to, but he stalks Yaku's insta page for "Volleyball Research purposes". Kai tries to remind him "You know that's your friend right? You can literally just ask him how he's doing instead of stalking his story to see if he's eaten dinner yet".

Kai, Kuroo, and Yaku are facetiming and Yaku mentions that his hair is getting long. Kuroo asks if he's gonna get a haircut, but deep down he's crying bc yaku looks so cute with his shaggy bangs, please don't chop them. A week later, Yaku posts on his story his new undercut and re-styled bangs that are swept back in the same way that Kuroo is swept off his feet the moment he sees them. Kuroo realizes it might be too late to get over his best friend bc how is he supposed to when this best friend looks THAT GOOD. He screenshots the photo and has failed many times to delete it.

Kuroo sends treats and trinkets from Japan to Yaku on his birthday, which makes Yaku super happy but also super homesick. And it also makes him feel a bit bad bc he only facetimed for Kuroo's birthday. He tells Kuroo he'll send a gift for the next birthday and Kuroo says he doesn't have to, but he does anyways. So now for every birthday for the past 8 years, they've been doing gift exhanges from Japan and Russia. Yaku likes to send treats he enjoys or thinks Kuroo would like, or he'll send something he hasn't tried yet so that they can both try it and review it together over facetime.

One weekend for a business trip, Kuroo meets a very pretty lady who matches what his type in women was when he was younger. She was interested in him and he thought why not, I'm a grown man I can go on dates. The entire time he was expecting it to go wrong or for her to disagree with him, yet none of that happened. The date actually went smooth, she even shared some interests with him. He was sure that she was exactly the kind of person that he would've wanted as a partner a few years ago. But after he walked her to the train station and wished her a safe trip, he immediately called Yaku on impulse. He told him how he went on a date, which Yaku responded asking how it went. Kuroo tells him it went absolutely smooth and that she seems to really likes him. And when Yaku asks "Do you like her?" Kuroo hesitates, "I think I do?". But he wasn't sure how to answer when Yaku says, "Then why do you sound so upset?". After a while in silence, Kuroo just sighs, "I guess we just got along too well. The entire night I suppose I was searching for something else. Something more." They end the call soon afterwards, in attempt to try not to let the implications of those words sink in.

Yaku flies down to Tokyo to visit family for a few days. Kuroo tries not to freak out. He hasn't seen Yaku in 3 years but it feels like its been a decade. He knew about Yaku's departure 3 weeks in advance, so he planned accordingly to find time to hang out with him, but nothing could've prepared him for all of a sudden 4 big meetings back to back all during the week Yaku would be staying, with one of the meetings, if his presentation went well, potentially granting him a promotion. Even then, he seriously considers calling in sick. Yaku tells him over the phone that he's an absolute idiot and he should not risk a promotion for this. He ends up not being able to see Yaku at all, bummed that he didn't even have the time to take Yaku to the airport. Although based on the photo taken from a lunch that Yaku and Kai had bc they were actually able to meet up, Kuroo thinks that maybe it's a blessing in disguise that he didn't see Yaku in person. Bc now he's certain that he would've folded right then. Bc if Yaku looked that good with udon broth all over his lips in a photo, then Kuroo might just die if he sees Yaku in front of him.

Yaku is at a bar celebrating with some of his teammates when Kuroo calls Yaku to wish him a merry Christmas. Yaku steps out the bar and they talk about nostalgic memories, which gets Yaku teary eyed and he's glad they're not facetiming rn bc one, Kuroo can't see how much of a sap he is rn, and two, if he sees Kuroo's face he might actually bawl. When Kuroo wishes him goodnight, Yaku enters the bar with his heart too full that it might just explode. He tries to stay cheery and hang with his teammates, but at some point he had a bit too much to drink, and he just begins crying. His teammates are shocked and keep asking him what's wrong, but then Yaku sobs, they don't know what to do because he's only speaking in Japanese. The day afterwards, Yaku wakes up with a horrible hangover with no recollection of his sob session at the bar. It's only until years later that its brought up again. It was when Kuroo visits Russia for the first time, Yaku introduces him to some of his teammates, with one of them giving Kuroo a confused look that Kuroo quotes as "a life threatening mafia glare" and "He looks like he wants to skin me". It's only until a few days later when Kuroo has returned to Japan and they are all having lunch where the teammate begins laughing and says Kuroo's name as if he had a revelation. This makes Yaku absolutely confused so he asks whats so funny. His teammate pulls out his phone and presses play on a recorded video and laughs "We never understood what you were saying, but I remember I kept hearing you cry 'Kuroo'. It's only now that I realized what 'Kuroo' meant." Yaku is mortified at the video of him sobbing, and his teammates begin poking at him to translate for them but Yaku only blushes so hard at his own cries in the video. He hopes that Kuroo will never see this video, otherwise it'd be the equivalent of Yaku professing his undying love and how much he is NOT over his highschool crush. Luckily, his teammates can't understand a word he is saying and unfortunately, he can't reach the phone from their hand in the air when he tries to delete the video due to their almost 2 ft height difference.

[nats-bottom]

KJ - Drunk

Summary: Kelly Jones asks y/n questions about her work at NASA

Pairings: Kelly Jones x Reader

Warnings: Fly Me to the Moon spoilers, swearing, misogyny, bullying if you squint, lying

Notes: If you haven't seen Fly Me to the Moon, then I would wait until you see it, unless you don't care about spoilers! (or don't care about seeing it, but I highly recommend it! It's such a great movie!)

I also have accounts on Wattpad and AO3! The users there are @ paige_vers

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Y/N POV

Oh shit. There she is. That woman I said all those things to at the diner that night. If I knew that she would be fucking working with me, then I wouldn't have said all that. That was just meant for someone who I was never supposed to meet again. Some stranger. But here she is, walking towards me. She has a clipboard in her hands, and so does her assistant, or at least that's who I assume that is. 

I watch as they walk closer towards me, and I start to freeze. I stop what I'm doing and just stand there, looking at the two women. I drop my hands to my side and clench them into fists as I feel them start to get sweaty. 

"Well hello there. Y/n, was it?" She says as a smirk plays across her beautiful face. She stretches out her right hand towards me, putting the clipboard between her left arm and her stomach. I wipe my hands on my skirt, not wanting her to feel my nervousness through my sweaty hands. 

"Yes, and you're Kelly, right?" I say, reaching out my right hand and shaking hers. I feel a spark of sorts as I feel her soft, warm hands. I feel a bit embarrassed, knowing that my hands are dry from working on the rocket all day. Well, they are a little moist from all the sweat, but that doesn't help. 

"Can I ask you a few questions? This will only take a few minutes, since I can tell that you're a busy lady." She says with a wink. I just look at her, lost in her green eyes that could hold mine forever. She just stands there, waiting for an answer. "Y//n?"

I snap out of my trance, and reply, "Oh, uh what? Oh yeah sure." I say, finally realizing what she said. I roll my shoulders back, entering a more relaxed stance. 

"Ok so to start, how old are you?" Kelly asks. She picks up her clipboard, and so does her assistant.

"I'm 24."

"Write down 36." Kelly says to her assistant. She writes something down on her clipboard. Kelly reads out the next question, "And what made you want to work here?" She looks at me with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Yet I know that I'm about to crush it.

"I saw a flier for it on the college dorm announcement board." I tell her the truth.

"Write something about how she wanted to be the first girl to space." Kelly says as she looks down at her clipboard for the next question.

"It's true." I say. Both women look up at me from their clipboards.

"Make sure you get all this." Kelly says to her assistant, this time a little more quietly. 

"Yeah. Ever since I heard of what NASA was trying to do, I always wanted to be the first woman in space. With the whole space race and everything, I thought it would be a great opportunity to be the first." I reminisce, looking between Kelly and her assistant, but mainly at Kelly. "I submitted my application to be an astronaut, because you have to apply before they even consider you, but I was denied. They said that they don't allow women because it might mess with their reproductive systems. (I really have no clue, I'm just making that part up). I heard that they just laughed when they had a girl apply for the program." I say sadly. If you were to look closely, you might even notice the tear starting to form in my eye.

"So then what did you do after that?" Kelly's assistant asks, completely engrossed in my story.

"So then I decided to go into engineering, and I saw the flier for NASA on the bulletin board in my college dorm. They had an internship for seniors, so I tried that out, loved it, and they kept me on as an employee. So that's how I ended up here." I say, with my arms out, gesturing to the place. Kelly's assistant scrambles down her notes, and Kelly just looks at me with wide eyes, her mouth gaping a little bit. I smirk at this; the fact that I amazed her makes me proud.

She clears her throat and straightens herself out. "Are you the only woman working here?"

"In this department, yes. In the office there are more. The guys try to send me in there as much as they can though, because 'that's my place.'" I say with air quotes. 

"Do you like working here though?" Kelly asks. 

"Yeah, I do." I let out a huff. "I try to ignore the guys as much as I can, all their teasing and such. But it's a good job. I quite enjoy it."

"That's good." Kelly says to me. "Did you get all that?" She asks her assistant, who nods, while writing something else down. "Will you go find someone else to interview please? I'll be over in a minute." Kelly says to her assistant.

"Yeah, I'll go ask those men over there." Her assistant says, pointing towards two of my coworkers. She walks over to them confidently, and starts some small talk with them.

"Hey I'm sorry about the other day, it was something meant for a stranger. Not someone I would see again. I'm really so-" I start to say.

"Stop it right there. You have nothing to be sorry for. I was actually hoping I could ask you out for a drink?" Kelly interrupts me.

"Oh, uh, yeah that'd be cool. I know a good bar not too far from here."

"Great. How about tonight at eight?" Kelly says.

"Sounds good." I grin at her. She hands me her clipboard and a pen, and I look at her with an unknowing look. 

"For the address." She assures me.

"Oh ok." I take the clipboard and write down the address and hand it back to her. She looks down at it and nods. 

"See you tonight!" Kelly says excitedly. She gives me a smile, then walks away to her assistant. I watch her hips sway back and forth as she walks away. Damn she's hot. 

I get back to work, the day dragging on as I wait for tonight's adventures.

[lilpotatjj]

Requestet: yes :)

Hope everyone like it❤️

Uses of Her/She

Warning: stupid acc.names 😅🤭 fluff and little flirty

Wordcount: 810

Sweet Nothings

"soooo....you wanna go live the next minutes?" you take off your shoes and go to the kitchen to make yourself something to eat while Bella changes and goes to the laptop after coming home. "ok....never really live let's see how many people even join" she makes a few settings on insta and looks at me. "So if you want you can sneak in secretly. People might want to know who you are."

"first I'll hide" you smile and give her a wink, get your food from the kitchen afterwards. When you come back with your bowl, she is now online.

"Wow, I didn't expect so many at once." She greets some of the people who are obviously freaking out with joy that Bella is live. You just smile.

scguuuuurl: *Bella <3*

ironman: *omg Bella I love uuu*

btwpotat: *good evening from Las Vegas*

"good evening"

dublin: *SEASON2? when do you start filming*

"ahh.so we've already started" she answers several questions and you just stand in front of the camera so that only a little bit of your legs are visible which makes people directly curious.

scguuuuurl: *there is someone?!*

bananaaaaa: *who is that?*

youAin'tShiat: *surely santa claus🎅*

btwpotat: *chuck noris*

Bella giggles her super cute giggle and just watching them going nuts.

gotchaALL: *ShOw YoUr FaCe*

LeonS.Kennedy: *it is the Dina actress isn't it?*

it'sSnow: *Female or Male?! *

AbbyjustHATESu: *it's the ABBY actress🏑🔨*

DaenerysSnOw: *mabe it's their LoVeR <3333*

ironman: *noooo Bella can't be taken. I want them🥺*

You can't help but laugh and put your hood up, sit behind Bella's back so you're back to back and just keep eating your food.

" they really getting excited who you are" Bella says, keep looking at the screen put her arms behind herself, around your neck so you can't escape.

"I'll fix you something to eat in a minute" you try to stand up, give her a sweet bitemark without showing your face yet and go into the kitchen with your empty bowl. While preparing something for Bella to eat, the live viewers go crazy because they heard you and saw a little of what happened.

chickencrisp: *oh hell they are in love*

bananaaaaa:*tha't soundet like a girl!*

Sydney: *was a guuurl*

gotchaALL:*a lady for the queen lol*

btwpotat:*she's a vampire hehehe*

dublin: *where will be the next filmset for season 2?*

"will be in Vancouver" She looks to you and smirks. "they think we are in love or even in a relationship".

"are we?" you simply ask in a bittersweet tone and gives her the bowl full of food.

"Of course not, we're just friends" She looks at the stream again and you sit down next to her, still hooded, but so that you're not in the frame.

it'sSnow: *just friends......well....*

chickencrisp: *friendzoned*

AbbyjustHATESu: *LIAR*

scguuuuurl: *so not friends*

"you guys" she laughs and eats somthing while you just lean against her shoulder, nestle your head against her and your face slightly visible in the camera.

BabySodaaa: *yooo I cAn SeE yOu*

TheLastOfThrusts: *'friends' 'caugh caugh'*

bananaaaaa: *she looks to cute show ur whole faaaace*

Dr.Greys: *vancouver omg that's my hometown. ◇cries in undead◇ *

Phieby: *I wanna meet uuu U___U *

"Most of Seattle is filmed in Vancouver" she continues to eat and you look a little lost at her fork. "what? you want a bit?" Bella holds her fork towards you and you quietly take a bite.

it'sSnow: *aaaaaawwww daaaaads so cuuuuute*

ironman: *I want also something from u Bella*

You look at her while she eats the rest without paying attention to the camera. Bella puts her empty bowl down next to her and looks at you. "What's wrong?"

"you can't even eat properly!" You laugh and playfully try to clean the corner of her mouth.

BabySodaaa: *oh oh ragemode activated*

chickencrisp: *your both so adorable <333*

eyesONme: *oh my god it's happening! EVERYBODY STAY FuCkIn' calm!

Zer00: *go get your queen 'throws a masterball' *

"ok stupid...stop it" Bella laughs , again but this time u had enough of all the playing. You just grab her face rough in your hands and kiss her.

it'sSnow: *OMG WTF*

ZaddyWatchesyou: *CANOOON..... and I'm here for that!*

TheLastOfThrusts: *Holy crap go get the holy water and safe my damned soul*

DaenerysSnOw:*told'cha guys*

Phieby: *changed 'single' mode to 'taken' Lmao xD *

"w..what the" Bella is completely red.

"ah...where just friends" You say as if nothing happen.

"you....I hate you!" her look playfull. "no you don't but you love me!" you say looking in her eyes. "I do...." she whispers completely offendet and suddenly quit the livestream.

"and you? do you love me!?" her look more serious. But before you say somthing you just show it her again, kissing her pretty intens and both of you don't seem to want to end this kiss.

[ladiesonfilm]

Lola Bulgari

Man - it was a real loss to the industry when she retired - she just oozed sex appeal and everything about her screamed ‘filthy slut’😛.

And there’s a lesson here as well : If the ladies do too much too soon they can’t handle it & their porn career is over before it’s started.

Case in point her second ever movie was a 5 man gang bang with DAP and all the bells and whistles and you can see: She’s completely fine with all of it, totally relaxed & even enjoying herself, except for the DAP - it’s clearly too much for her.

Of course it can be very hot when the girls look totally out of their depth & flustered, but what’s the point if it puts them off shooting porn altogether 😦

So in the end she only shot like 40 scenes . . . Maybe if she’d eased herself in a bit more we’d still be getting the benefit of her super sexy body & gorgeous pouty face.

Alternative theory : she might have stopped making porn anyway because she got a better offer :-

From her Insta it looks like she’s happily married now running her own retail business, kids, fancy holidays etc. so just goes to show there can be life after porn, even for the ladies at the very sluttiest end of the strumpet spectrum 😊

Pro Tip : Check her out in ‘10 Man Gang Bang’. It’s pretty full on stuff - the clue’s in the name - but by far the most extreme part is right at the end: instead of shooting on her face all the guys shoot their loads into a bowl and she has to drink the lot!

She looks fine until it’s in her mouth and the true reality of the situation hits her and you can see the sudden panic & horror in her eyes! Anyway she gets it down - somehow - but what a face 😵‍💫🤢🥴🍋!

She honestly looks like she’s about to burst into tears & her ‘smile’ afterward is . . . not entirely convincing . . . It’s 100% certain the second after they cut she ran straight to the bathroom & puked her guts up 😳🫢

Bonus : there’s an overflow post & I made a photostory from her Public Agent shoot

Full post here :-

FR : 5

Status : Retired

PSR : 16.5

PC : R/B/R/R/R

🏵️ : )••(

OF$ : n/a

Shave : B

[wildestheart4ever]

@stealingyourbones @aikoiya @markus209 @kyrianclawraith 

Jason.

He was still picking off meat bits from his finger nails as he, Tucker and Sam walked away from the dumpsters full of wasted meat, surly and exhausted after such an eventful day.

In all honesty, the Lunch Lady brought some sense of familiarity, the lunacy of everything about her making everything feel almost nostalgic - now don’t get him wrong! He’d very much like to go without smelling like a total meat locker at the end of every encounter [and he was sure this wouldn’t be the last time], but exercising his training and powers to their full extent felt almost exhilarating. 

The sound of Dash hollering in outrage as he squirmed out of the pile of meat Jason had dumped on him was just a cherry on top. 

“For a first time of superheroing, I’d say that wasn’t so bad.” Sam offhandedly commented, vigorously scrubbing her hands with the disinfectant wipes she apparently carried around with her. Honestly, she could groan and bitch over Tucker all she liked, but those two were more alike than they wanted to admit, watching Tucker wipe under his nails just as vigorously.

Jason shrugged, “Not my first time kicking ass.” He muttered in response, ignoring the curious looks the two threw him.

“Maybe, but I bet it’s your first time dealing with ghost.” Tucker said. It was almost bizarre, watching the guy fall into this strange mode of professionalism - he shielded them, herded the ghost away from the public, distracting her with goading and jabs to keep her attention on him, pulling out all the stops that spoke of a long time knowing what he was doing.

Sam nodded in agreement, giving him a nudge of approval, “You did good.”

Jason tried not to blush under the praise. It did feel a bit like going out as Robin for the first time, finally getting to go out there and put his hard earned training to good use. Flying through the air at full speed without the assistance of a grappling hook had been exhilarating, as was going ham [heh!] on that giant hunk of meat with all the enhanced strength he had gotten control of.  

Still, fighting the ghost of an ole lunch lady who used to work in Casper High had been an experience.

“Thanks, was honestly worried for a second there - while on the topic, we should probably keep a journal about this - about ghosts, I mean -, on this case: It seems like Ghost do not like when people meddle with things that they consider theirs. Sam.”

Tucker grinned evilly, leaning over to look at her, “Yeaaaah, Sam.”

The girl rolled her eyes and looked away from them with a huff, “Well sorry if I was looking for variety in the menu, how was I supposed to know a ghost would have such a big issue with that?”

“HA! Variety my butt, you wanted us to eat grass, Sam, grass.”

Nudging Tucker to tell him to back off [’Cause by gods this girl did not take well to aggressive opposition], Jason threw her a patient look, “Sam, that wasn’t asking for variety. You had them switch out all the meaty foods to your Ultra-recycled vegetarian diet - disregarding the people who can’t even eat that stuff.” He chided.

Sam paused in her tracks, brows knitting as she pondered over his words, and looked down at her feet, “Oh, didn’t even think of that.”

Good, she wasn’t being intentionally disregardful of other people - that was good, he wouldn’t like to live in a world where she might become a rogue, god knows what that’d be like. She was just an intense, angry teenage girl who cared too much, abysmal execution not withstanding....... She and Dick would’ve gotten on great he was sure.

“Plans for Friday still a go?”

Ah, Friday, the day for when they were planning to explore the Ghost Zone, wander into the depths of the unknown completely and utterly unprepared, Bruce would’ve broken out in hives.

Jason gave a sharp nod, “Yup! Jazz will be studying at the library and go to movies with a friend after, while the Fentons would be at City Hall, looking into trying to convince some white collar to approve installations of some safety measures against ghost, we got the whole place to ourselves for approximately a few hours.” Honestly, the amount of time they had on their hands wasn’t to his liking, especially considering how much could go wrong.

Sam nodded in approval, “Knowing them, they’d be spending all day there getting that to happen.”

“Yeah, wouldn’t be surprised if they were itching to go now, considering how long they’ve been raving about today.” They three winced at recollections of the Fentons’ excited babblings, trembling with the sheer magnitude over their first ghost sighting and dragging poor Jason into it.

Jason resisted the urge to shudder, “I’m trusting they’ll be preparing a list of proper protective measures and a whole presentation about it before they go knocking down those doors,” He wryly commented, kicking a stray piece of broken concrete, “Jeez, not only are they shitty parents, they’re embarrassing ones too. Surprised Danny just never booked it......or Jazz for that matter.”

“Not like they could.” Tucker muttered, looking suddenly uncertain and uncomfortable about the topic.

Right, right, this kinda thing was never as easy as one wished it to be, he was sure Jazz would’ve jumped at the chance to get her and her brother out if she could, and god knows the can of worms that were Danny’s own complicated feelings about his parents.

Peachy.

“Any so, we’ll check over our preparations for Friday. As of now, keep our heads low until the parents stop breathing down our necks over the cafeteria mishap, we still have our setup in the OPs center?” Sam asked, nodding in approval at Jason’s affirmation, “Good, let’s hope it stays that way........”

“You know........”

Jason didn’t like the sound of that, eyeing the girl warily, “What?” “We’ve known that ghost were showing up a lot longer, and it seems the stronger ghost are finally taking an interest in showing up. You might need proper back-”

“No.” Nope, absolutely not, he was not getting other kids involved in this mess, much less untrained ones. It’s bad enough these two won’t run the other direction when a ghost does show up, however seemingly weak the ghost in question is, he’s not going to let them actually try to engage.

The girl huffed, grabbing the boys’ sleeves and dragging them into an empty alley, giving them some semblance of privacy, and turned to face Jason, “Look, I know you got this iffy thing about teen heroes going on and all, but you’re just as new to this -”

“I at least had training, Sam, training and experience I shouldn’t have had in the first place, but I have it -”

“You never got in a serious fight with ghosts before, though, and while you did a great job handling the Lunch Lady, it showed. Look, if not that, at least teach us how to use to use the Fentons’ weapons.”

“Sam -”

“For defensive purposes,” Tucker quickly offered, giving the other boy a beseeching look, “Sam’s got the right idea, this whole ghost thing is looking like a long term change and we never know what kind of ghost will be coming out of that portal - the least we can do is learn to defend ourselves.” 

God, these two. Jason dragged his hands down his face with a tired groan, throwing the two teens a glowering look before looking away, pursing his mouth in consideration. Self defense, okay, not a bad thing to have up your sleeve, and who knows what trouble these two would get into with their involvement.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Jason sighed, “Self defense, that’s it! But can you at least promise me you won’t try to jump into any fights?”

“On the off chance we don’t face any potential kidnappings or what other such bullshit the further we’re involved in this mess, we promise.” Tucker swore, hands held up in a scouts salute.

Jason tried not to twitch at the boy’s swearing, practically envisioning Mrs. Foley’s disapproving stare, and just looked at the boy.

He’s seen recollections of Danny’s memories of this kid, he’s never been a boy scout.

Sam smiled cheekily, almost as if knowing what he was thinking, “What he said.” She chirped, looking practically eager at the promise of training.  

MUCH LATER [Said in SpongeBob narrator voice]

“Hey, Danno! You hear about today? After years of study, we finally caught sighting of our-”

- “Yeah, dad. I know, you told me......a million times already.” Jason cut Jack off with a sneering grimace, grumbling under his breath as he stalked further into the lab, perusing the work table for any finished project that might need tampering.

Gotta give points to the Fentons’ lack of concern with their kids waltzing in and out the lab all willy nilly, stealing stuff would’ve been a lot harder if they had been competent parents.

He hummed quietly in interest at what looked to be clunky looking communicators, they looked nearly finished, nearly, and would sure be useful for the upcoming trip. Throwing the large man a watchful look, he carefully swiped the devices and stuffed them in his pocket, deciding to look for the blueprints later. Making sure he hadn’t been caught, Jason threw the distracted man a inquiring look, “Any lab chores today, old man?”

He heard Maddie huff in amusement, looking in her direction and trying not to flinch away as she patted his cheek affectionately, “Not today, sweetie. You should go to your room and clean up, and don’t forget we’re going to talk about your little mishap yesterday, okay?” She informed, giving him a stern look.

Rolling his eyes, he hefted his backpack higher onto his shoulder and turned to leave, “Yeah yeah. Gonna order Chinese takeout, so try remembering to clean up before coming up to eat, last thing we need is the kung-pao chicken coming to life on us.”

Blinking at the flippant demanded, Maddie blinked before giving him a hesitant smile, “Sure thing, you know where the money is.”

“Mhmm.”

With that, Jason quickly left the lab at the sign of Jack preparing for another tirade, already looking ready to swing the unfinished bazooka in his hands.

He nearly bumped into Jazz on his way to the stairs, mumbling a sheepish sorry and watching as she wrinkled her nose at him.

Jazz waved her hand in front of her face, grimacing at what was most likely the wafting stench coming off him, “Eugh, take a shower, will you? You smell like a meat locker.”

“What are you talking about?” He paused to duck his head and jokingly smell the collar of his shirt, giving it an exaggerated sniff before looking back at her innocently, “It’s my new cologne: Odeur d'homme.”

The girl blinked. Oh right, Danny doesn’t speak french, whoops.

He watched as she finally rolled her eyes, huffing in exasperation and crossed her arms, “Well you should consider getting a refund, cause Smell of Man reeks.” Turning away to head for the kitchen.

“Shows what you know,” He called after her, leaning over the banister to stare at her retreating back, “Hey! Mind calling the Chinese place? Ma gave the okay for takeout.”

“Sure, want anything in particular?”

If he requested enough food to feed a small army, well, he could always point fingers at the giant of a man that was Jack Fenton. Quickly heading upstairs before Jazz could comment on his large request. It was hard to come by carbs in a house where the food was mostly contaminated, better take advantage where he can, right?

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FRIDAY

“Ready?” Sam asked, hands flitting nervously around the newly minted com Jason and Tucker finished working on and tested an hour ago.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Jason confirmed, tightening the glowing knot of rope around his torso. He made sure to wrap it around him like a harness, ensure that there wouldn’t be a chance of it unraveling......not that it would, Bruce made sure he knew his way around a rope. He turned as Tucker came ambling down the stairs, closing the door behind him firmly shut, “Fentons gone?”

“Just sped around the corner. I swear, I’m surprised that man hasn’t gotten arrested yet,” Tucker stated, moving to stand by Sam’s side and giving him a considering look, “Show time?”

Turning to look at the large shut gates that led to the Ghost Zone, Jason gave a determined nod, “Show time.”

A rush of adrenaline surged through him as the doors opened to reveal the green swirling abyss. It niggled at his mind just staring at it, like he’s seen something like this before.

Gentle hands on his shoulders, guiding him toward a pool of glowing green, stopping to stand at its edge and staring down into its glowing abyss.

Confusion. What was going on?

The same hands caressed his face, “I’m sorry, but know I’m only doing this is for your own good.”

A shove. Stumbling back and falling into the glowing pool with a loud splash.

Drowning. Can’t breathe. Surface growing further out of reach.

Everything was too bright.

Pain.

“Jason?”

He was pulled from the memory by the sound of Tucker’s voice, turning to meet Sam and Tucker’s worried stares. Tucker tilted his head, eyeing him with concern, “You good, man? We can always postpone this until the speeder is ready.” He gently offered, gesturing toward the giant pile of metal that the Fentons were working on.

Jason quickly shook his head, “No, it’s - I’m fine. I got this.” He reassured them, squaring his shoulders and taking a deep breath before slowly advancing. 

“Be careful.” Sam called after him, hastily shoving the comm into her ear, Tucker stood by her side, twisting the end of Jason’s tether nervously in his hands.

Turning to give them a reassuring nod, Jason took another deep breath before making a leap.

Suddenly finding himself surrounded by glowing green.

Taking a steadying breath, pulling himself from the unease of a blind mission, Jason pushed himself forward, taking in the Ghost Zone

Doors, there were doors everywhere he looked, moaning ghouls rushing past him with eerie shrieks had him stumbling back in alarm, not looking to get into any potential scuffles. It was weird, it felt - it felt almost......familiar. 

“Jason, Jason can you hear me? Over”

Tucker’s voice rang through his ear, and Jason felt a brief relief at knowing their work was successful, reaching up to tap his comm, “Loud and clear, Tuck. Also, you don’t actually have to say ‘over’ whenever you say somethin’, just so you know.”

“.......Sounds more official that way, like a mission.”

He huffed with amusement, taking in his odd surroundings as he proceeded forward.

“How’s it lookin’ in there? See anything that might be of use?”

“Not gonna lie to ya, Sam - it’s very green in here, lots of doors and.......islands.” He informed, staring at the tiny floating islands in the distance. There was that niggling feeling again, like this should be familiar to him. 

A rush of vertigo suddenly slammed into him, followed by a sharp pain piercing through his skull that had him stumbling with an alarmed grunt.

The sound of Tucker and Sam’s cries of concern were washed over by images of recollections of swooping past countless islands with reckless abandon, feelings of mischief and rowdiness, followed by little green.......somethings always floating in the corner of his vision, making chirps and trilling sounds he swears he could understand.

What?

Shaking his head, Jason massaged his temple with the heel of his palm, breathing heavily as he looked at the Ghost Zone with new, uncertain eyes.

“Jason! Jason, can you hear me!? Please say something!!” 

“I think I’ve been here before.” He uttered, ignoring Sam’s frantic calls, swallowing thickly as he registered the unexpected information, feeling wrong footed all of a sudden.

“What, what do you mean? Over.” 

“I think......” He hesitantly leaned against a frame of a random door, combing his fingers through his hair in agitation as he threw another uncertain look around him, “......I think this is where I went when I died.”

He could feel the vertigo looming in the distance, swooping down on him while he was suddenly being blinded by a bright light. Jason could feel his body sink lower and lower, everything around him growing murkier the further his vision blurred.

Blinking and huffing in agitation, Jason shook his head, looking around his suddenly empty surroundings, every door and island, every ghoul and odd blob suddenly gone from sight.

Turning to survey his new surroundings, Jason tensed in shock to find someone with him, standing a good ten feet from him.

The man was tall, broad, and looked just as uncertain of this place as Jason felt - and for a moment, he thought he was looking at Bruce. But that wasn’t right. A feeling of dread crawled up his spine when the man laid eyes on him, staring at him with searing green eyes, blinking before dawning realization showed on his face.

“Jason?”

The voice was almost familiar, Jason found, and it finally occurred to him as to why. The man was younger than he first thought now that he was taking a closer look, more in his late teens actually, he had black hair, a streak of white at his hairline cutting through dark tresses, there were also three very familiar little birthmarks on his face.

Jason realized with befuddlement that he was staring at his own face. Realized who it was he was staring at.

“Danny?”

I’m sure you know by now the Danny that will meet Batman will be a little more jaded. Forcing to learn lethal violence and being compliant to one’s expectations just to get any chance of freedom will surely do that to what is basically an innocent civilian boy. Will be a little more brutish when impatience hits him when request for a private meeting with the Bats are being rebuked? Maybe.

Jason is gonna make Vlad’s life hell, I assure you. No matter how much he dislikes the Fentons, there’s nothing that gives him the bigger ick than this narcistic entitled asshole crying “JAck STolE MaDDie FRoM mE”

Also, he may also be stuck in this secret keeping deal Danny had with Vlad, but it does not mean he’s gonna let this fucker barge into Danny’s life. Aka tell the Fentons that Vlad has been cornering him, harassing him and making him uncomfortable - you know! Not exactly implying anything, but letting the parents draw unsavory conclusions.

Who’s gonna win? The beloved child......or the estranged man this couple hasn’t been in contact with for the last 20 yrs.

[ur-mousey]

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Howl's Moving Castle Made Me a Simp

RATING: fun = 9/10, plot = 8/10

PLOT SUMMARY: Sophie is an eighteen year old orphan who owns a hat shop passed down by her father. One day, Sophie runs into Howl and a new world is opened to them when a jaded witch curses her to be a ninety year old woman. To reverse the curse, Sophie embarks on a journey upon Howl's Moving Castle.

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SIMP PART: In the review below, I will discuss the movie's negative points.

BUT THIS!!!

Art by Kalisamii on Insta

THESE TWO!!!

The Sassy Man apocalypse was upon us since 2004 when this movie debuted. I believe little boys watched this movie and thought that the best way to get girls was to be as dramatic as Howl. I absolutely love this pairing! In the future, I might write some fanfics.

After watching the movie with my bestie pookie bear, we compared this ship to the Princess Mononoke couple (Mononoke x Ashitaka)

The consensus were that we both liked Monotaka more.

Howl's Moving Castle is a great A-love story about self discovery and found family. What confused us most was the point in which the two feel in love with each other. Howl, is extremely mysterious. You never can tell just what he's thinking. It does't help when you realize that he knew who Sophie was before even meeting her, because time travel.

You could make the argument that he was always enamored by her on that day he met Calcifer (best character!!! Howl got his sassiness from this spitfire). But, I can't truly believe that. And frankly I do not think it mattered when he fell for her. It matters more when Sophie found out that she loves him. The movie is about Sophie learning to discover herself.

(^^Not to say he wasn't enamored by her in that first interaction, but he definitely wasn't in love with her)

Sophie had to be told by other characters that she was in love with Howl. Especially by the Witch of the Waste who was suffering from dementia. My friend initially had a problem with Sophie's initiatives. Sophie has her moments where she's determined despite beings a big scaredy cat, however, she was solemnly aware of her emotions.

I, however, came to the conclusion that Sophie is a little dense. In the beginning sequence of the movie, other people point out that Sophie lacks adventure. She runs the hat shop, not because she's passionate about it but because her dad left it in her name. So to say she would not realize her feelings is an understatement. When did she know she loved him?

I would say, it would have to be the moment when he saw him at his worse. When he was more monster than human. When she realized that he needed her more than she needed him.

This pairing will always have me in a chokehold.

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BEST CHARACTER: CALCIFER

No further explanation. If you know, you know.

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REVIEW:

I love this movie! It gave off A Whisker Away vibes, but I guess you can say that that movie took inspiration from this. Both feature a fantasy element behind a real-world landscape. In Howl's Moving Castle, there are wizards and witches, in a town based off Alsace, France. Both of the female protagonists are forced to take on a different form, Sophie as an old lady, to start their journey of self-discovery. 

Granted, Miyo embarked on the cat train for purely selfish reasons other than Sophie, who was forced into it by a witch.

I bring up A Whisker Away because they did something better than Howl's Moving Castle. They juggled their 'war' aspect more effectively without muddying the love story. And it is my one gripe with the movie. I have no other true negatives to say.

We see the main events through Sophie's eyes. She is not involved in the war elements as heavy as Howl. Miyo on the other hand is deeply connected to the cat world. When she finds out that her body can be lost forever to her, she has a reason to go after the main villain -along with her love interest who would rather her as a person than a cat.

Sophie also had this set up. 

We see that Sophie meeting Howl for the first time put a target on her back by the Witch of the Waste. Who, by all means, went out of her way, to locate and curse Sophie into being an old hag because she, the witch, wants Howl's heart. Let me remind you that Sophie briefly ran into Howl on the streets. They exchanged a few words and Sophie got cursed for it.

This is the perfect setup for a protagonist and villain relationship. We see the two butt heads further on the grounds of the Castle. It was a goldmine to watch Sophie go from being spiteful juts at the Witch to worry as they climbed the stairs together. Sophie even cheers on the Witch who turned her ninety-years-old against her will. And then, out of the goodness of Sophie's heart, they practically became roommates.

The Witch of the Waste got a redemption ark. I had fun with it, and I am happy that it subverted my expectations. It showed that even the most selfish people desire a community.

And this made way for the new antagonist, big government. But, it's more so Howl's problem than Sophie's This is where the movie lacks. They should have switched to Howl's perspective. 

Throughout the whole movie, we can see the war, draining Howl. We see how his continuous usage of magic turns him into a beast by the minute. We understand the kingdom wants to make an army of mindless wizards and witches who've succumbed to animal form. To what, I don't really know? Maybe to conquer the world.

Something generic.

I believe a few minutes in Howl's perspective, would have aided the movie in fleshing out that idea. 

The movie is in Sophie's perspective which made the Witch of the Waste a perfect antagonist for her. The government is after Howl, who Sophie is in love with. She had one interaction with the leader. It's not enough for her to have any stakes besides losing Howl. And when Sophie returns to Howl's heart, the war is over. Magically.

(After I wrote the paragraph above, I forgot that Sophie's involvement with the scarecrow is the reason the war ended, but I'm not changing my last statement.)

It felt rushed. Sophie effectively became the passenger in her own story by the last 20 or so minutes. However, she is the one to end the war when it should've been Howl in the name of protecting his family. Or at least that's how I see it. I loved the flow of the ending sequence with the house falling apart. And I genuinely felt fear at the thought of losing Calcifer. Even the Scarecrow's sacrifice of his stick, caused me to be on the edge of my seat. 

Everything going on in the movie was resolved by Sophie herself. She is a girl-boss, hands down. However, I do think some of it should have shifted to Howl. He needed to solve his own problem, not Sophie's. He should have been the hero to change Mr. Turnip Head, the Scarecrow back into a prince. Not Sophie. I commend him for becoming less of a coward due to Sophie's influence. He learned to rely on her. In the end, it could've been his ultimate sacrifice. He stopped the war, saved the prince, and on the brink of death, Sophie could've still saved him like she did in the movie.

However, Sophie stops the war by finding Howl's heart and fixing the cursed prince. But alas, the hero we needed (and which we got), who overshadowed everything is;

Mr. Turnip Head, the Scarecrow!!!!!!

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Thank you for reading! Request rules are here! Follow my��ig = lil.thoughts.xo! Do you agree or disagree?

[misspennycandy]

hi! My name is Mel and I'm a pretty big Muppet nerd :D

My favorite Muppet of all is Dr Teeth, keyboardist and front man of the rock band, Dr Teeth and the Electric Mayhem 💚💚💚 In my ocxcanon-verse, the groovy lady who's captured the good doc's heart is a writer named Marisol~

She is a tv writer who works on scripts for the talk show Up Late With Miss Piggy and Teeth is part of the house band for the show; they probably met at work, though Marisol has been a fan of the band's music for years. (fun fact: one of Teeth's bandmates, Zoot, is her cousin!)

Unlike the flashy, loud, and charismatic Teeth, Marisol's a little more reserved, shy, and tends to overthink things. She's also a very sweet, fun person in her own right once you get to know her, and she and Teeth hit it off pretty well, being fellow creatives, fans of rock music, and lovers of good food/desserts. On occasion, Teeth finds himself turning to Mari to help him out when he has writer's block (and vice versa), and they make beautiful music together, in all senses~ ^^

Fun facts about Mari:

IMPORTANT: she is pretty tall! I don't have a "set height" for her, but she is noticeably taller than Teeth, and it's at least a lil visible when they're sitting next to each other. Love a cute height difference x)

has a fondness/superstition for good luck charms (her 'usual' outfit includes a clover necklace and lady bug skirt pattern)

has a little black kitten named Bea as a pet (she doesnt believe black cats are bad luck, quite the opposite in fact)

her favorite dessert are macarons

best friend is Yolanda the rat (she works on the Miss Piggy show, too, as one of Kermit's personal assistants. she's chatty and nosey, but has a heart of gold, always encouraging Marisol to get out of her comfort zone, and ask out that musician she's been crushin on for months!!)

she bakes pretty great desserts!

ahh I hope that's enough info to give context ^^;

if you'd like more refs/drawings that showcase their 'vibe':

💚💙Mariteeth Instagram page (for more drawings of my muppet gorl and otp draws, by myself and others)

IDEAS:

In terms of prompts, I'm pretty open to any cute poses/ideas you might have, dear gifter. If you wanna draw them in their 'classic' outfits, or switch it up to fits you see on their insta page, or even make up your own outfit entirely, I'm open to anything~ If you find drawing characters in "couple costumes" fun, three different ideas I have: Mary Poppins & Bert, Western Barbie & Ken, Robin Hood & Maid Marian. You can also do somethin' like "Santa and Mrs Claus~" to fit the holiday theme ^^

In general, anything holiday related is cute to me. mistletoe, gift exchanging, (comfy matching?) sweaters, hot drinks~

If you want to do somethin unrelated to holidays, just them hanging out together, Dr Teeth playing Mari a romantic piece on piano, sharing a milkshake on a date, cuddling during a drive-in movie, dancing, holding hands, kissing, Mari wearing Teeth's hat, riding a tandem bike (a la Muppets Take Manhattan)… I'm really not picky! lol

Thank you so much for reading all of this! I'm so excited to see what idea you might settle on ^^ Hope you have fun with it and happy holidays!! --Mel

[thals-gr27]

Vamp!Knight x Mortal!Princess (WLW)

Gay Vampire Knight, but the Princess she protects has no idea until the Knight gets badly hurt and needs to feed.

Reposting this as a separate thing, rather than attached to a reblog, just 'cause

The Knight has to keep her armor on, including her helmet, every minute of every day. And at night, the Knight is keeping her safe while she sleeps, so the Princess has maybe seen glimpses of her face — the outline of her jaw, the texture and color of her hair, maybe the color of her eyes through the helmet — but has never seen her fully.

One day, someone attacks the Princess in the late afternoon/early evening. Knight defends her well, but the attacker gets a lucky hit. Since it’s daylight, she isn’t healing as well as she could. Luckily, one of the Healers in the castle knows about her ‘condition,’ and they get her there safely.

(On the way, they pass by the tavern where most of the castle workers spend their time off. Knight makes a quip about needing a drink, half-delirious and more honest than she probably intended to be. But luckily, the Princess has no reason to think it's anything other than a joke.)

When all’s said and done, the Knight is laying with a rag over her sweat-soaked forehead. The Princess is worried sick, but the Healer tells her that she just needs to rest. And she can’t do that with the Princess doting on her. Get to her room, and there’ll be a handful of guards there tonight to make up for the Knight’s absence.

"I'll be fine, My Lady," the Knight assures her, barely lifting the rag so the Princess can look her in the eye for a moment. Honestly, the thing she wants most is still a drink. But if the doctor's orders are to rest, she's not dumb enough to argue. The humor is enough to get the Princess to back down, and she heads to her own room.

In reality, the wound would have killed any normal person, so the Knight needs to feed badly. So the Healer tries to keep the Princess out of the room during the night, and the Knight goes out into the town. Maybe there's a scumbag harassing the tavern the other palace workers go to on their time off. Someone easy, someone no one will miss. Shouldn't be a problem.

But for some reason or another, the Healer gets distracted, and the Princess sneaks in to find that the Knight is gone. She panics for a moment before getting exasperated; she knows the Knight well enough, she probably did sneak off for a drink anyway. After all, she's one of the sneakiest and most resourceful warriors in the kingdom. If the Princess can sneak around the Healer, she definitely could. Of all the ridiculous, irresponsible things to do, this is high up there. So the Princess heads out into the town (probably snagging extra clothes from the healer's ward, since she can't be sure she could sneak back into and then out of her room undetected).

Meanwhile, the Knight found the scumbag, and he's as bad as (if not worse than) he sounded. So while he'll probably taste disgusting, the Knight's not in a position to be picky. So she grabs him, drags him into an alley, slaps her hand over his mouth, and bites down hard on his neck.

The Princess is more than a little flustered when she hears a man whimpering in the alleyway, and she's pretty surprised (and disappointed, strangely) to realize the other person is her Knight. But she pushes past the disappointment and speaks up, telling the Knight she shouldn't be out there. A near-death experience may be stressful, but the night afterward is not the time for...

And when the Knight finally turns around, the Princess goes breathless. It hadn't clicked that she might be seeing the Knight's face for the first time, not really. But she knows that jawline. She knows that hair, usually pressed from wearing a helmet, now tousled and wild. She almost knows those eyes. But the first time she sees her Knight's face, it isn't soft and gentle, like the Knight has always been with her. Warm and kind, like her voice, her touch.

For just an instant, her eyes are manic. The moonlight glinting off of them, and the Princess could swear she saw them flash unnaturally. The gentle smile she's seen glimpses of, heard in the teasing and care of her voice, is nowhere to be seen. Instead her fanged teeth are bared, her lips curled into a vicious expression that's half-grin, half-snarl.

And the blood. Coating her lips in crimson, staining her teeth, dripping down her chin. The man falls limp in her grasp, and the Knight licks her lips.

And then the Knight realizes. Her eyes go even wider, the grin falls, her fangs retract. She drops the man and stares at the Princess, and the Princess stares right back. And when the confusion, the horror, the fear have faded, all the Knight has left is shame.

And she runs from it.

[hensnightshopsblog]

How to Choose the Perfect Hens Party Theme for an Unforgettable Celebration

Hello ladies! Planning a ripper hens party for your best friend? Well, you’ve come to the right place! Here at Hens Night Shop, we’ve got all the best supplies to make your bash a bonza one. But before you start stocking up on goodies, let’s have a yarn about how to choose the perfect hens party theme. From matching the theme to the bride’s personality to incorporating current trends, we’ve got you covered!

Matching themes to the bride’s personality

When it comes to picking a theme for the hens party, it’s all about celebrating the bride-to-be’s unique personality and interests. Is she a laid-back beach babe who loves soaking up the sun? Then why not throw a tropical luau party complete with leis, tiki torches, and fruity cocktails? Or perhaps she’s a vintage-loving gal with a penchant for all things retro? In that case, a glamorous 1920s Gatsby soirée with flapper dresses and jazz music might be right up her alley.

Incorporating current trends into the theme

Now, let’s talk about staying on-trend with your hens party theme. From boho chic to disco fever, there are plenty of hot trends to choose from that’ll have everyone buzzing. One popular trend that’s been making waves lately is the wellness retreat theme. Picture this: a day of yoga sessions, meditation workshops, and healthy brunches surrounded by lush greenery. It’s the perfect way to pamper the bride and her crew while staying on top of the latest trends in wellness and self-care.

Another trend that’s been popping up on the hens party scene is the DIY craft party. Get crafty with DIY flower crown workshops, candle making sessions, or even pottery classes. Not only is it a fun and creative way to spend time with the girls, but everyone gets to take home a handmade souvenir to remember the special day.

Budget-friendly theme ideas

Now, let’s address the elephant in the room — the budget. Planning a hens party sashes can get pricey, but that doesn’t mean you have to break the bank to throw an epic event. There are plenty of budget-friendly theme ideas that are just as fabulous as their pricier counterparts.

For starters, why not host a backyard barbecue with a twist? Deck out the backyard with fairy lights, set up a DIY cocktail station, and fire up the grill for a feast fit for a queen. Or how about a movie night in with a cozy pyjama party theme? Stock up on popcorn, candy, and chick flicks for a night of laughter and relaxation.

And if you’re feeling extra thrifty, why not opt for a DIY theme where everyone brings a dish or activity to share? Whether it’s homemade pizzas, DIY face masks, or a DIY photo booth, getting everyone involved is not only budget-friendly but also adds a personal touch to the festivities.

Creating a cohesive and Instagram-worthy atmosphere

Last but not least, let’s talk about creating a cohesive and Instagram-worthy atmosphere for the hens party. From the decorations to the party favours, every detail counts when it comes to setting the mood and vibe for the celebration.

Start by choosing a colour scheme or theme that ties everything together. Whether it’s a chic black and gold palette or a whimsical unicorn theme, having a cohesive look will make your party pics pop on the ‘gram.

Next, deck out the party space with themed decorations and props that’ll make for Insta-worthy photo ops. Think custom banners, balloons, and signage that showcase the bride’s name or favourite catchphrases. And don’t forget to set up a designated photo booth area complete with fun props like oversized sunglasses, feather boas, and quirky signs.

Finally, send your guests home with some swanky party favours to remember the special day. Whether it’s personalised wine glasses, custom tote bags, or mini bottles of bubbly, a little memento goes a long way in showing your appreciation for everyone’s attendance.

In conclusion, choosing the perfect hens party theme is all about celebrating the bride-to-be in style while staying true to her personality and interests. Whether you’re going for a laid-back beach vibe or a trendy wellness retreat, there’s a theme out there to suit every bride’s taste and budget. So grab your bride squad, pop the champagne, and get ready for a hens party to remember!

[anitabyars]

Book Description

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling authors Kerrigan Byrne and Cynthia St. Aubin, is the next opposites attract rom-com including plenty of shenanigans from the hilarious Townsend Harbor cast!

Darby Dunwell is not—as her name might suggest—a Bond Girl, though she's been blessed with the body of one. An east coast, ivy-league, trust fund kid, she flees a life of expectation, elocution, and executive board rooms to follow her one true love: Coffee. Isn't the Washington Coast the Mecca for all things brew related? The deeply eccentric seaside tourist hamlet of Townsend Harbor throws its doors wide open for her sex-positive, bikini-themed coffee shop named, Brewbies. Her grand opening is an unmitigated success, until the county sheriff saunters in to shut her down.

Compulsive rule-follower Sheriff Ethan Townsend is known for helping old ladies across the road, breaking up bar fights, and keeping the sleepy town safe from the flood of seasonal tourists. One-night stands, not so much. After having his heart publicly stomped on, he no longer bothers to ask the name of the woman he's going to forget in the morning. A policy he regrets when the woman who blew his mind turns out to be his nemesis. Not only is Darby's salacious coffee shop causing traffic incidents on the Coastal Highway, its proprietress keeps making his life-among other things-as hard as possible.

Darby finds herself embroiled in a feud she never wanted with the cop who is as tight assed as his trousers suggest. But even as their animosity sizzles and the town begins to take sides, Ethan can't seem to keep his eyes off Darby's double D's.

My Review

5⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Sexy, entertaining, romantic, with so many laugh out loud moments as well as sexual innuendo, and plenty of secrets that the folks of Townsend Harbor are keeping, kept me reading long into the night. Loving this one just as much as I did the first in this fantastic series!

Ethan Townsend is still getting over losing his girlfriend to someone else. With him being an elected county sheriff and the towns favored son, it gave him zero room to be a man in his community without gossip getting out, so he crosses an international border to avoid recognition. All to find a woman. Tense and edgy, he was ready to be reckless for once in his life and hoping to kill all thoughts of his ex. And then he saw her full of an arsenal of weaponized sensuality! She was trouble with a capital T!

Darby Dunwell is a breast cancer survivor who has just purchased some property and is serving coffee out of her vintage camper turned coffee truck called “Brewbies”. Townsend Harbor’s first and only sex positive, body-positive, bikini wearing, barista with a Las Vegas neon blinking sign. Where her coffee came with highly suggestive names and plenty of flavor. But while this new stand is a hit with some of the folks of Town Harbor, there are others who have already signed a petition to have her closed down.

When the sheriff goes to serve papers to shut down the new coffee truck in town, he finds his amazing one night stand from weeks ago staring back at him!

These two bring it with all the sizzle and the heat to die for. Their sizzling connection and insta-lust is everything you will want in a romance. I loved these two and this series just keeps getting better and better! You don’t want to pass this one up!!

I received an early copy and this is my honest review.

[ourthreadsoflife]

!!Vicarious Existence!!

You are walking on a sidewalk, and you notice an old lady struggling to cross the road. You try and pace towards her to assist, but another passerby actions your intent. The instance brings a smile to your face. Even though you merely witnessed a humane deed. You and your friend, growing up together… sharing the little joys of life. When you are older, your friend attains deserved success, fame, and adulations. Somehow, your feel that your friends success is your success. You are happy for their success and feel part of it in your own way… and whatever extent you bask in their success.

You are sitting in a pub with friends enjoying a game on the big screen and your team wins the game. You and your group, celebrate the win the entire night. And if it is world cup, we all join you and friends to welcome our team, and chime-in on the celebrations. The entire nation rejoices the accomplishment as our own.

 You are sitting in the darkened cinema hall, engrossed in the hero’s journey to avenge the wrong done onto him by the antagonist. And the credits role and the lights come on you feel you were avenged.

This is true for the TV series we binge, the songs we listen, the poetry we relive, the photos we snap, the reels we insta, the role models we follow. We all, to some degree or more live vicariously through these instances.

In the instances shared above, you felt a positive emotion, but that might not be the case every-time. Like when a colleague gets a promotion (no matter how-fucking-ever deserving) you were working towards. Or even in the above instances, you might be annoyed at the passerby instead of being happy or jealous of your friend or envy the players for stealing your dream of winning the cup.

Happy or not, it depends on how you are wired. There is nothing wrong or right about it. It is just your reality. All we need to do is understand and learn to manage these influences. Especially in a time when we drown ourselves with so much of external stimuli. We need to be aware how they and how much they influence us. We need to learn to find our way through them. These vicarious influences, trigger strong emotions. Empathy, envy, joy, sadness, lust, gluttony, patriotism, devotion, animosity, you name it they make you feel it. Till one reaches a state of numbness. Where one has heard and lived so much, everything seems known, seems routine. A routine that is devoid of self. Coz you are numb to the now, absent from the present, lost in the lived lives, and running on empty. You might say this is a little extreme. But it is an unconscious reality for many. Vicariousity may not be the sole reason, but it sure is one of them. Overthinking stems from these triggers. We overthink our actions only coz we preempt other’s reactions to our future actions. We do certain actions only to appease others, coz we know this way they will react positively towards you. It’s a tiring loop many of us never learn to get out of, simply coz we don’t realize we are stuck in a loop. Lastly and most importantly, we need to weed-out our predisposition of living our dreams through our children. We don’t realize the damage we do onto our children when we burden them with our unfulfilled dreams. “History at its best is vicarious experience.” - Edmund Morgan

Generations have been burdened with an unwarranted dream. And that need we have that “my kid” needs to be great, needs to be perfect, needs to be the best, all trail back to the goal, the dream we chose for the kid. “The beauty of dystopia is that it lets us vicariously experience future worlds - but we still have the power to change our own.” - Ally Condie It is hard escaping a vicarious existence. But the best thing to do is to embrace the now, be present for yourself, for the ones that mean the world you and for the ones who you mean the world to.

Hope we find our way out of the vicarious trap.

[yakumtsaki]

With the help of the voodoo doll, which has easily become my fav object in the entire game, we conquer shaved-ponytail-geezer’s heart! Well not really, but he got an insta crush! I still can’t fathom that Mr. Big was on the lot and Cyn legit did the vomiting animation @ him and went for this guy instead. At the same time, I can absolutely fathom it.

This poor maitre d’ lady has been watching us romance geriatrics in her place of employment since Culturally Appropriating Drama Prof, maitre d’ lady sweetie, I’m so sorry. 

-Don’t be, business among the lucrative grey demo is booming!

Well look at Cyn giving back to the community! Keeping the elderly company, supporting local commerce, what a charitable queen.

We return home, where Sophie has clearly taken my advice to chill on the pet training while pregnant to heart, literally all her wants are about pets learning commands.

-And this, D’vorah, is how you play dead!

Soph please get some goddamn rest before this training becomes too realistic for comfort. 

Valentina grows up! She is so cute and chonk, looks just like Abbey with Maxx’s coloring AND she’s a genius <3 Aw Val, I’m sure based on your adorable appearance and cute name you’re gonna be the best doggie ever! (*ominous music*)

-Ok sweetheart, you’ve been an adult for almost 36 seconds now, time to get a job and learn your first command! We’re gonna learn how to ‘shake’!

-Oh, I’ll learn how to ‘shake’ alright.. I’ll shake you losers like you’ve never been shaken!!! 

-What a good girl :)

Sophie passed out in front of a cat painting.. if that isn’t a suitable summary of her life I don’t know what is.

Real talk, during this pregnancy Shajar has been A COMPLETE FLOP. Soph has had a pretty rough go of it and Shajar barely interacts with her? To the point where she gave Soph one measly hug and I legit took a pic of it?? For comparison Don -for all his general uselessness AND getting cheated on- is always following Cyn around and serenading her in the hallways and crap. 

It feels like Shajar locked this down via the sneaky impregnation bs and thinks she doesn’t have to put in time anymore, clearly those socio Jojo genes are finally making an appearance. Now I don’t mean to play favorites, but Shaj, if you fuck this marriage up and she dumps you, you’re out the door and she’s staying at the house, even your parents like her better:

-So he’s going on and on about how if he gets a chin implant he’ll be a perfect 10 and I tell him, ‘Worthington, you fucking WASP inbred, why waste all that money when a train could run over your face for free? That’d still improve that mug of yours!’ hahaha!

-HAHAHAHA oh Sophie, how delightfully cruel you are!

-Mon Dieu, Francés sùcks, hùhù!!

-What’s so funny? >:| -Oh, we’re just shittalking Frances and Ti-Ning, Shaj, come join! -I like Frances and Ti-Ning >:| -UGH, of course you do. Pay her no mind, Sophie, she’s always been a buzzkill. Literally, she killed my buzz the minute she was born and didn’t stop for 17 years.

Ok things are definitely starting to clear up around here re: Shajar’s recent attitude, and I guess it’s semi-understandable but I only have one thing to say to you, Shaj: get over it.

So our butler was glitching so we got a new one that a) is glitching even more b) is an elder whom Cyn is lusting over. So not only is this guy’s icon glitched as pictured above-

-but he also completely changes his face template when he’s in his swimwear to use our hot tub while on the clock (money well spent). His regular face is the male Kaylyn Langerak one, chameleon king! 

You might be wondering why I’m dedicating this much time to introducing the glitched butler, and it’s because this guy ended up glitching so hard he made the entire lot unusable, and I freaked the fuck out fixing it and missed several pics, but more on that disaster when it happens. For now I was all like ‘harhar look at the butler changing faces so he can not do his job undetected’, how sweet and naive of me. But for real if you have a glitchy butler get the fuck rid of him asap.

A mixed day for Sophie’s LTW as Maxx manages to get fired 2 days before retirement, iconic-

-but D’vorah tops her career and earns 10k! Good job, baby!

-Ya no shit, you dumb motherfucker.

I see we caught you in a great mood as always, moving on.

It’s a regular day as Mad Scientist Jojo is debasing himself fixing Cyneswith’s pink computer..

..and Cyn goes to play video games with iVan.. when suddenly..

..JACK DO RUNS IN AGAIN, OF COURSE UNINVITED. BRO WHAT THE FUUUUUCK I CAN’T WITH THIS PSYCHO. WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW???

-I’M HERE TO CLAIM WHAT’S MINE.

WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

B R O R     R O R B

WHAT. A. FREAK

I feel you guys are gonna think I’m making this shit up, I swear I’m not, this is all he did, ran in and kissed Cyn. Jack Do aka a) had two lame dates with her in uni b) accidentally broke her and Don up c) currently furious with her for ‘cheating’ on him with Malcolm d) wasn’t even in love with her to begin with literally RAN IN OUT OF NOWHERE AND KISSED HER. CYN WTF DO YOU DO TO THESE GUYS

I’M. THEY WEREN’T EVEN BEST FRIENDS AND THEY GOT INSTA-LOVE FROM THIS??? Literally I had completely given up on Jack Do after the Malcolm incident, I thought him running into our house last time was some weird hilar glitch, but clearly I was wrong af. He’s such a perfect Union spouse, why does he have to be face 1??? Honestly I might just break my holy rule for him.

We have time for one more lover before we’re drowning in screaming infants, so we invite ProbablyJeff over to seal the deal, but he’s playing hard to get and won’t get a crush on Cyn. PJ, bro, no offense but have you seen yourself? Get a grip.

-Nothing Sugar won’t fix, huhu!💗

Who’s Sugar?

-It’s what I named the voodoo doll, silly, huhu!🌸

There we go, that’s better..

..that’s the stuff! God, PJ is fug, why does Cyn either like them old or ugly or both??

Valentina’s charming personality is starting to reveal itself.

-YOU DIE TONIGHT, PROBABLYJEFF, AND BY THE TIME I’M DONE WITH YOU YOU’LL WISH YOU’VE NEVER BEEN BORN

-WHAT DID I DO??

-I’M A JACK DO STAN AND YOU’RE STANDING IN THE WAY OF TRUE LOVE

The butler departs in his swimwear in the snow, I LOVE how that didn’t tip me off that he’s glitched and I should get rid of him, sharp as a fucking cue ball.

-Sophie and Cyneswith, I’ve called you both here even though you’re about to pop a kid any second now, to deliver a long-winded, suspenseful speech about who will inherit my vast fortune once I leave this earthly realm. 

-How long-winded, daddy?💗

-Those kids will have died of old age by the time I’m done. Let us begin; I was born in poverty to imbecile parents 63 years ago- 

-Sorry, Jojo, this is truly riveting, I just have to take a quick shower and then I can give you my undivided attention! I’ll be right back!

-And I have to go make out with ProbablyJeff and I don’t have any undivided attention to give you, bye daddy!🌸

OMG IT’S HAPPENING. IT’S HAPPENING IN A TINY BATHROOM, CLASSIC TS2. WHERE TF IS SHAJAR, USELESS. STAY STRONG SOPHIE, YOU CAN DO IT!!!!

-FUCK YA I CAN! Ok, get out of there you little bastard, come on!

It’s a boy, and he has freckles and KOMEI’S BLUE EYES OMGGGGGGG. BRO ok I legit got kinda emo over this, from Komei’s kids Gunther and Daniel got his blue eyes and Jojo got Vic’s green! So Sophjar bebe inherited those straight from Komei! <3

-Ya ya, the passage of time, life and death, whatever. Now you do remember our deal?

Ok Sophie, I’ve thought about it, and while I can’t in good conscience name the kid Sophie Junior..

-YOU FUCKING WHAT.

..it’s just a lot of pressure for a poor infant to carry your iconic name!

-True, how could he ever live up to that..

He couldn’t! But I came up with the following compromise: we will name him Fernando and add Sophito as a middle name in your honor.

-Alright, so his name is Sophito!

No, it’s Fernando.

-Wanna bet?

Meanwhile Cyn is out in the snow, still trying to get ProbablyJeff to fall in love with her so we can ignore him forever..

-My cuck senses are tingling.

Goddammit Don, go back to bed!

Nevermind, wake up, Don, it’s time!!! 

PJ: Wow, finally I see the famous Night Snow Wild Parrot in the flesh! The guys will never believe this.

It’s another boy! He has Don’s exact coloring, let’s hope that’s where the similarities end. 

-Aww, I will name you after the most important thing in my life!🌸

You have important things in your life?

-Of course I do! Sugar, my voodoo doll!💗 

You’re gonna name your baby.. after a voodoo doll..

-I don’t see why not!🌸

Alright then! Welcome to the world, Sophito and Sugar!

JACK DO ARE YOU STILL HERE. DID YOU JUST SHOW UP. WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM. I CAN’T WITH THIS GUY

So I check inside and see that Sophie has dumped Sophito on the kitchen floor and I’m like oh great, the proud Union tradition continues-

-but it turns out she only did that because she rushed outside to rescue Sugar from certain death since Cyn had dumped him UNDER 2 FEET OF SNOW AS YOU CAN SEE IN THE PIC WHERE I’M HOVERING OVER HIM. I LITERALLY HAD TO GO INTO BUILD MODE JUST TO FIND OUT WHERE HE WAS SINCE BABIES AREN’T SELECTABLE. BRO.

-It’s ok little brat, I won’t let you die!

SOPHIE <333333333 More like Sophtie huhu! I wasn’t kidding about the parenting this generation, we’ve really outdone ourselves.

-Ah, motherhood sure is great! I’m a hot young mom now and when I’m older I’ll be a MILF! People are so right, life really doesn’t begin until you have a baby💗 

The arrival of generation 4 perfectly coincides with our day-old robot running amok and breaking down, so the omens around here truly can’t get any better.

-Oh ya, enjoy your new fucking family! The family I’ll never have because you KILLED ME

Sandy Fairchild no offense but we literally just almost killed our newborn, like we’re gonna give a crap about you. 

[bridgertonbabe]

Ooh it just occurred to me;

So we’re all quite certain that Rupert Young’s character, Jack, is the new Featherington heir, right? And I’ve just seen Luke Newton’s Insta story with the hunting promo pic and he’s tagged RY in it and it looks like Jack is the man stood next to Benedict, so by my assumption of the hunting party taking place at Aubrey Hall, Jack has accompanied the Featheringtons there. I would imagine as he’s still somewhat young that he is unmarried, which leads me to what I propose might be his storyline;

What if Jack is trying to court Eloise?

As Eloise is out this season she’ll obviously have a lot of interest due to her family name, not to mention Daphne set quite the example the year before. Eloise will of course not care for any gentlemen of the Ton pursuing her; but in her regular visits to Featherington House she will most definitely meet and encounter Jack on several occasions. She’ll have no interest for him as she’s always there to see Penelope and no doubt Lady Whistledown will still be at the forefront of her mind - but with all these encounters perhaps Jack will start growing fond of her. He’ll ask Penelope about her best friend and figure out from what she divulges about Eloise that Miss Bridgerton doesn’t care for men chasing after her or trying to woo her with chocolates and flowers and calling on her at home. When he encounters Eloise following this intelligence, he’ll amuse her with sparkling conversation and perhaps come to her aid when other men are bothering her. He’ll ask her to dance to keep other gentlemen at bay, all the while Eloise merely interprets this as an act of friendship and doesn’t think any deeper on the subject. She doesn’t mind Jack as he entertains her in theorising Lady Whistledown’s identity and shows a similar indifference to the other debutantes as she does to the gentlemen of the Ton. Meanwhile, Penelope can see what Jack’s playing at and doesn’t want Eloise left in the dark of Jack’s interest in her.

The promo pic in which Peneloise are sharing a word is when Penelope tells her friend that Jack is interested in her as more than friends. Eloise as we know has  a one-track mind and as she’s so fixated on Lady Whistledown, she’ll brush off Penelope’s suggestion that her one male friend has taken a fancy to her. If the show’s writers follow the book in which Eloise and Edwina form a friendship (which I really hope they do), then this might cause some distance between Peneloise, and then a rift might form further if Penelope desperately keeps trying to warn Eloise of Jack’s intentions towards her. 

I don’t think to begin with Jack would have bad intentions for Eloise, but Penelope is just trying her best to be the good friend and give her the heads up. Perhaps Penelope finds out later on that Jack’s interest in Eloise is guided by money, as though he now owns the estate of the late Baron Featherington, the latter’s debts might be inherited and now Jack is in serious need of a solution to his growing financial woes. To marry a girl from a family as wealthy and prominent as the Bridgertons would be a sure fire way to solve his problems. 

It all comes to a head when one night Penelope attends a ball and finds out from one of the Bridgertons that Eloise has stayed home for the night, and when Jack hears this, he leaves the party early, remarking in passing to Penelope that soon enough Eloise will be his bride, he’ll make sure of it. Alarmed by Jack’s intentions, Penelope knows desperate times call for desperate measures. 

She sneaks off from the ballroom and writes a note pretending to be Whistledown. Discreetly it gets delivered to Colin, who is shocked that Whistledown has written to him personally, but even more shocked that she is warning him that his sister is about to be trapped into marriage if he doesn’t return home asap. He grabs Benedict and the brothers hurtle home, coming across Jack in the garden with Eloise. 

Before they arrived, Jack had professed his love to Eloise and offered her marriage, to which she turned him down, panicking as she realised Penelope had been right all along. Not taking “no” for an answer, Jack forces himself on her, pushing her up against a tree and kissing her. Though she shoves him off, he tells her she’ll have to marry him now; it’s her word against his and nobody is going to listen to a shrew of a girl like her. She’s managed to alienate all the men of the Ton away from her except for Jack, who people will have seen her dancing with through out the course of the season. Her disinterest in any other man will all make sense upon the announcement of their engagement. 

Unluckily for Jack, Benedict and Colin have heard his plan and pull him off and away from their sister, pushing him to the ground and threatening him. Neither  brother demands satisfaction; they’ve learnt from last season that a duel isn’t something either one of them wants to partake in again. Instead they offer him mercy, so long as he stays far away from their family. 

Eloise makes amends with Penelope, feeling awful she didn’t heed her best friend’s warning and the pair’s friendship is cemented deeper than ever before. Meanwhile, Colin discusses with Benedict the note he received from Whistledown personally, and they discuss who could have known. Penelope crosses Colin’s mind until Benedict suggests Theo Sharpe, the young working class man who they’ve both encountered around the Ton. He seems to hang around the Featherington House quite often as well as White’s; perhaps he knew of Jack’s intention towards their sister? At the very least the brothers acknowledge that Theo’s job as a printer’s assistant would either give him the perfect access to send out the Whistledown papers, or he knows of the gossip columnist’s identity. 

Colin once again thinks of Penelope, but still can’t see her as the woman with the pen. If she were Whistledown, she might have come to Eloise’s rescue, but it would also mean she ruined Marina Thompson’s reputation as well as her own family’s name; and he doesn’t believe Penelope Featherington capable of the latter.