#ok i forgot this in my drafts 4 a couple days and i do not feel like proofreading it so yer gettin it raw and uncensored baby

[lesbiancharliedalton]

ok i forgot i drafted this a few days ago LMAO so here i'm just answering every single dps question in the ask game bc i want to.

1. Who's your favorite character?

Hmmmm...................................................................................... Dunno about this one folks............ (it's Nuwanda btw)

2. Who's your favorite character who is not one of the poets?

Okay wait this is kinda hard LMAOOOO cuz most of the characters outside the DPS/Keating either suck or have nothing going on at all........................ Honestly Gloria. Underrated and over-hated character she literally did nothing wrong and also that should have been me. I know she got her pussy eaten. Also I love Melora Walters.

3. Which character do you think had the best name?

LMAO wait this is a really funny question. Knox Overstreet honestly has the most fitting name though. Like. Yeah that would be the name of someone who wears a sweater tied around their neck huh.

4. What's your favorite poem in the movie?

Poetrusic by Charles Dalton :)

5. Do you like any ships? If so, which ones?

Meeks/Pitts! Obviously I do like Anderperry too. I don't tend to read a lot of fic to be quite honest because it's hard to find ones that I want to read. But the best couple is me/Charlie

6. What's your favorite headcanon?

This is hard because I'm not really sure. My favorite headcanons are all my own tbh................. The headcanon that Charlie and I moved into a studio apartment together in Greenwich Village in April 1961. :)

7. What's your most unpopular opinion?

Knox isn't a sexual assaulter and you should be allowed to have a nuanced take on him without being attacked. And I don't even like Knox that much. And while I'm here I'm going to play super dirty and say that I have personal experience with assault and what he did is literally fucking nothing. Chris did NOT care and Chet is physically violent and Knox is just an idiot. Chris didn't want Chet to hurt him! My other unpopular opinion is that I am allowed to have a nuanced take on Cameron and also still dislike him overall. I don't get why the fandom loves Cameron now and hates Knox. One is a fucking cop and the other is just a bumbling idiot. That being said I understand him as a character obviously and I understand the context and etc etc but also........ Don't care. Doesn't excuse his actions.

8. What's your favorite scene?

The third cave scene where Charlie brings Gloria and Tina to the cave, changes his name to Nuwanda and announces that he published the article in the school paper. Iconic groundbreaking legendary he ate that up gagged them served etc etc.

9. What's your favorite deleted scene?

The one where Todd helps Neil rehearse his lines outside in the snow near the pier. I don't think any of the deleted scenes needed to be included in the movie at all except for that one. That's the only thing I would add.

10. Do you have any songs you associate with the movie, or any specific characters?

Lol............. Vienna is about Charlie to me forever now. :(

11. If you had to assign the cast a flower, which flowers would go to who?

This is extremely random I'm skipping it cuz I honestly don't really care lol. I don't know enough about flowers.

12. What's something you wish they'd done in the movie?

Added in a sex scene betweI'm joking. This is a joke. I don't think they needed to add anything tbh. The only thing I would say I wish stayed in is that pier scene from earlier but the movie still works without it just fine.

13. What's something you wished they hadn't?

Honestly I'm thinking really hard about this and I can't think of anything. I'm dead serious I don't really think there's anything I dislike or think should have been left out. I guess in retrospect I wish they had changed the Knox party scene ONLY because of how insane it makes literally every other person in the fandom and how insane the discourse makes me feel. But I personally don't think anything should have been left out/changed. And I'm correct. ☺️

14. Do you like any poems not featured in the movie? Any you wished they'd read?

This is a funny question like are you asking me if I like ANY poems at all???? It'd be funny to be like, "yeah I hate poetry except for the ones they read in Dead Poets Society"

15. What do you think of the book?

Okay I feel very passionately about this. I HATE the fact that the book is so prominent in the fandom. SOOOOO MANY MOVIES GET NOVELIZATIONS. It is a MARKETING thing. It was SO common for movies to get a novelization tie-in based off of a script. It is basically film merchandise like a fucking t-shirt or something. The novelization is based off of an earlier draft of the script and includes a shit ton of stuff that was changed and taken out. Never in my life have I seen any fandom take this to heart and yet the DPS fandom can't get over the shit in the book. They treat the book as "canon" despite the fact that it's a bunch of shit that ISN'T IN THE MOVIE AND SOMETIMES CONTRADICTS THE MOVIE!!!!!!!! This fucking baffles me and I will fight you about it. It pisses me off like genuinely. It doesn't make any sense and I think the entire fandom needs to stop calling the book "canon" because there's so much shit in the book that directly contradicts the events of the film. Like what even is "canon" at this point. Enough with the fucking book bullshit!!!!!!!

[fighting-these-demons]

They really went for pain with this OP. That breakup is front and center! Ow. 😭😭😭

Thought I posted this a couple days ago but I guess I saved it as a draft.

I guess they have to do Blue Predator's Tragic Backstory SOME time. May as well get it out if the way half way through Season 4. 🙄

I'm gonna be honest I completely forgot that the Inter High has 3 days I thought it just had 2.

So what they're doing is stretching each day into a season and while I Don't Like That because I'm losing out on a whole years worth of whatever the boys get up to and their own 3rd Year Inter High, I do at least understand it now.

You go into an anime and it's so cute and it's about sports and you think to yourself "There's no way this will be triggering! It's Sports! What could possibly happen?"

And then Boom. 👊 💥

If he'd talked to his parents or like literally anyone and talked this shit out I feel like maybe someone could have steered him on the right path but his shame kept it quiet and he met the absolute worst enabler on the planet.

o7 RIP 🪦 kids y'all are GOD AWFUL for each other and literally everyone else around you.

How has an adult not noticed any of this bullshit? Don't they have a teacher for their club?

Good for him I guess? Midousuji seems like he's using him but he's probably aware if that and happy about it honestly.

Wish he wasn't let loose on everyone else though.

Of course the only introspection on feelings and actual confession so far are from him. Of course. Because this is the ONLY Homo in the series and everyone else are just Best buds! Nothing to see here Upper Management!

This is bolstering my Blue Predator Red Herring argument.

Lord if literally anyone else had gotten ahold of this kid he may have been OK after a couple talks. That's what sucks so bad about it.

He may have still been unsettling and obsessive but probably not like predatory.

Idk though that puts a lot of blame on Midousuji and while he definitely pushed him down that slippery slope with both hands there's plenty of hand and foot holds on the way down fir him to stop and get his footing and be like "idk man is this really the right thing for me to be doing?"

And dude just threw his hands in the air and laughed with glee on his way down to the bottom.

Jesus the jump scare

Man good for him that his confession went well and I'm glad they avoided the Show Canceling Next Season Destroying No Homo Beam but like,

At What Fucking Cost though?????

I hope he gets some kind of talking to and redemption. He's got 2 years of high school left for someone to step in and set him on the right path before he's out on his own and he deserves that chance.

Granted I'm saying this halfway through the episode because I keep pausing to avoid the episode so.

Oh geez Midousuji really actively taught him that huh? Then again dude knows that's not cool and does it anyway. 😕

He has sense at the back of his mind he's just actively silencing it to indulge in what he wants.

I haven't called it quits and skipped an episode yet but this might be it honestly. This is so rank. 🤢🤮

You know what good for toxic masculinity smoothing Izumida's self preservation instincts so effectively that this terrifying behavior slides right off his brain like water off a duck.

He just does not comprehend.

His subconscious does but he sure don't.

And I'm glad for him.

[avocado-frog]

hey i wanna talk about the halloween thing i wrote that one time

cw for child death + accidental suicide. all just briefly mentioned/not described in detail but it is still there

Ok so back in October I wanted to write this thing for halloween just for myself so I did and I haven't finished it but it's been on my mind like all day and so anyways, I wanna talk about it

basically the premise is everyone dies except for kai and marcy (who i sort of forgot about whoops) and that is All I Have because I haven't gotten past that part

Lily- December 16, 1916- August 15, 1931. (15) Bike wreck. Went too fast downhill, lost control, got tossed off, hit head on a curb

Logan- January 13, 1910- January 11, 1932. (22) Hypothermia. Window let a draft in during the winter, got trapped in the attic

Leo- October 23, 1961- July 4, 1977. (16) Burned. Poured gasoline into a fire, accidentally got it on her arm, caught fire, panicked, caught more on fire

Cass- October 23, 1961- December 3, 1977. (17) Accidental poisoning. Glasses dropped into the sink, accidentally used rat poison

Dylan- March 15, 1969- November 11, 1980. (11) Shot. Wandered in an alley at night, caught in a shooting

Ryan- April 11, 1972- June 1, 1982. Drowned. (10) Tripped and fell off a boat while no one was watching

Sam- April 11, 1972- June 8, 1982. (10) Hit by a car. Blindly ran into the road

Elliot- April 11, 1972- July 15, 1982. (10) Unknown

Jaxon- October 17, 1971- September 19, 1985. (14) Head wound. bonked by a telephone pole, electrocution

Most of the deaths have to do with their magic in canon (Leo literally burns to death, Logan gets hypothermia, Ryan drowns, etc etc) unless I genuinely couldn't figure out how to incorporate it. Lily's is vaguely related in she has rock magic tm in canon and in this she smacks her head on the sidewalk. Dylan's is just a version of the way they definitely could've died in canon (writing the scene as we speak) while Cass and Sam just get some random ones. Elliot's is the 'mystery' one, but it's fairly easy to figure it out. I just liked the idea of one of the kids being literally completely unidentified and not found. man just locked himself in the attic on accident looking for something lmao

Anyways, then we have Kai and Marcy, who are alive because they aren't magic in canon and I needed a couple of them to Not Die. Marcy is just a friend in this, not related for plot purposes.

So all of the kids died in or around the same building, so they're all haunting the place, and Kai can see them because he's supposed to die but he keeps repeatedly not dying in increasingly impossible scenarios

Here are some little headcanons and stuff Kai uses Leo for math homework. She has been dead since the seventies. She doesn't have the heart to tell him that she's awful at math

and most of these kids have no idea what a microwave is

and in canon Dylan's special interest is spooky ghost shit so they're having the time of their life right now. absolutely thriving

-The kids all using super outdated slang and Kai nearly having a heart attack

-Leo KNOWS what the Kids Say Nowadays but she says shit like "the bees knees" to fuck with him

-Alternatively Sam says "radical" "groovy" "gnarly" unironically, has no idea what anybody says anymore, Leo encourages him

-And also Leo is so angry about being a ghost because That Is Not Scientifically Possible and Kai's like "u died in 1977 u JUST got computers slow down buddy"

-The kids all go to school with him one day and he's trying to focus but they're all talking shit about his teachers and asking questions about his school stuff and giving him the wrong answers on quizzes and overall just being terrible

-They cause problems on purpose

-They're all trying to stop Kai from dying but he's just super oblivious and keeps accidentally avoiding it

Kai: Oh look a dime!! *moves slightly to the left* Kai: *narrowly avoids a fallen air conditioner* Kai: oh shit could've died Jaxon, who is currently The Babysitter: Oh god oh shit he's gonna die on my watch lily is going to kill me forever what the fuck-

the kids eventually believe that he is immortal. Leo of course would like to test this theory and the others have to stop her from stabbing him

Kai: *google search* my house is haunted by nine ghosts who don't leave me alone and never shut the fuck up what should i do -Kai also spends a while managing to get Elliot found

-Turns out he is a skeleton

-Kai keeps finding skeletons

Kai, in the attic: That's a dead person!!! Elliot, owner of said skeleton: no fucking shit??? There's a dead person here?? when did that happen?

Kai, days later, swimming: there's another skeleton in the lake what the fuck Ryan on the docks: oh my bad sorry for drowning. i guess i'll learn to swim next time.

-The twins are really salty because their deaths were literally so preventable and stupid

-Jaxon would technically only be a year older than the triplets because the timelines are a little wonky + he lived three years longer than they did

-Kai becoming increasingly concerned over the rest of the kids: Leo: accidentally set myself on fire Cass: dropped my glasses in the sink and accidentally ate poison Jaxon: I got hit with a telephone pole lmao Kai, distressed: it is not a competition??? stop???

-Logan died two days before his birthday so he calls himself 23 but he isn't

-Absolute Dumbass Jaxon + Completely Oblivious Kai

-Tired of This Shit Lily + Scares People for Fun Leo

-Throws Rocks at People Dylan + Throws Rocks at People Elliot

-Also autistic Leo autistic Dylan autistic Elliot autistic Ryan

-ADHD Jaxon and ADHD Sam and ADHD Lily

-Dyslexic Cass (she was dyslexic in every draft except the most recent because it was only ever mentioned one time and i completely forgot)

-Logan is the token neurotypical of the ghosts

-The kids are all just fascinated with modern technology

-Kai sometimes just leaves scooby doo on for Dylan and Sam because they like it

-Kai also frantically watching every ghost hunter show *finds out that jax + lily are dead for the first time* *immediately turns on Buzzfeed Unsolved*

-But mostly scooby doo

-The kids making death jokes

-oh one final thing is that this is a no magic version so none of the backstories related to magic apply

[skenpiel]

OKAY SO DO YOU GUYS REMEMBER THOSE THEORIES ABT KRIS FROM 3 YEARS AGO. the ones about them truly being a vessel, and YOU are not the first person to have controlled them? cause we basically got canon confirmation on that right. in the first chapter, the things ppl were taking note of is, first and foremost, “you cannot choose who you are in this world”, cut to kris in their room. immediately you notice that their side has, like, literally nothing in it whereas asriels side has tons of trophies and stickers and stuff, (also makes me think the almost identical room ralsei gave them would be even more emotional!) which could. very well indicate that someones thrown all their shit out while being possessed. the only thing they have in their inventory is the ball of junk, which, when attempted to toss away, basically has kris pleading for you to let them keep it. (are you sure? you really didnt want to throw it away” “you felt bitter.”) at the end when they tear their soul out, the bird cage has scuff marks on the wall which also makes it look like. theyve done this before. and when they got the knife out we were all like wooahh what kinda creepy edgy stuff are they gonna do (like, open a fountain, i guess?) and then just NOW we were all like oh heehee silly pie :] but clearly that wasnt all they did LMAO. but uhhh im not here to talk about chapter one, specifically what made me be like “oh so this is totally exactly what we thought then” was after beating spamton. the way he says he really will always just be a puppet, but that THEYRE strong, THEY could break free of their strings (paraphrasing lol) and then how susie comments on how affected kris was by that. that. hhrtgrnngn got me good. if you answer no when susie (i think, i got bad memory) goes “you have goosebumps. are you okay?” like i did, ralsei goes “youre yelling” which very clearly was not something WE had control over. we didnt even get like a second person line like “you started yelling” or whatever, they just Did It. that really really REALLY got to me i was like “ahahahah okay suddenly i want to turn my computer off out of courtesy for some reason LOL”. when they went in the bathroom to wash their hands, shortly followed by ripping their soul out again, we did get more proof that WE are a part of this game cause when theyre without a soul we really cant control them. they hop out of the window and (we are led to assume?) slash toriels tires, susie asks whats taking them so long and toriel says they do this a lot. which, again, vry vry easily could indicate that theyve been possessed long before we came along. this whole ordeal is something theyre used to, which REALLY fucking upsets me LOL. then we get to the uhhhhhhhhh tv part? they leave the house with their soul jammed between the sofa cushions where all the precious things can be found or whatever susie said, go to do something else (maybe this is when they slash the tires? but then, god, what were they doing before???) and i guess open a fountain again, or something. its 5am and im stunned by finishing the game so i honestly dont know what to make of the ending LOL (i assume theyre the knight that opens fountains, but fuck if i know anything really) but with just these two chapters i feel like. toby really gave us all the pieces to the “kris’ soul is a vessel an theyre fucking sick of it” puzzle and i thought that was really cool (and weird!)

[gamerbearmira]

I have no idea what legend of Chang-e is but I am curious. Share

I FORGOT TO FINISH THIS DRAFT OH MY GOSH IM SO SORRY

OK SO HUZZAH!!!

Ok, before we get into it, I’ll do a brief explanation of the legend of Chang’e; it’s a Chinese legend. This is the version I was taught in school, so I’m basing it off this version. Houyi, was a master archer and the king liked him so much that he gave him two immortality pills. He and his wife, Chang’e, decided to save them, so he hid them in his home. One day, while Houyi was out, some thieves broke into his house while his wife was there, looking for the pills. Chang’e panicked, and in her panic, decided that the best course of action was to swallow both pills. Obviously they took effect, and she was sent to the moon as her ‘domian’. She couldn’t visit Houyi, and by the time he came home, it was too late. Chang’e outlives Houyi, but isn’t completely alone; she has a companion, the Moon Rabbit, who makes Moon Cakes (🥮) and helps Chang’e.

So for my Moon Guardian AU, Mirabel’s door did manifest, and it was to the moon. She replaced Chang’e. But the moment she entered her door, it shut, and didn’t open for two months. This 5 year old, now the guardian of the moon, was stuck, alone on the the moon for 2 months. She didn’t even have the Moon Rabbit. She ate Moon Cakes and kind of just roamed around like a ghost in the Moon Palace, calling for her family, specifically her mom.

She does get to go back home; and the family is worried sick. They were a hot mess while Mirabel left, and didn’t everything in their power to bring her back. When she finally was back, they didn’t let her go,especially Cool couple+ Alma. Not that she wanted to. But while she does want to stay at Casita, she can’t. Eventually she’s pulled back to her door, and has to stay on the moon for another week. The family quickly learns that Mirabel is only allowed back at Casita every so often, usually once or twice a week. MirBel snoops around and finds out she has duties on the moon.

Anyway. The Moon Rabbit is Antonio. He actually became the moon Rabbit because of Mirabel. When he was like, around 2, he gotta super sick. Like bedridden. No matter what the family did, he wouldn’t get better; in fact he just keeps getting worse. Well once Mirabel visits, she offers a solution, but it’s not a happy one; she can make only one immortality pill in her lifetime. If she gives it to Antonio, he will live, but, he’ll have to live on the moon with Mirabel. Pepa and Fèlix decide that that’s the best course of action. So, she gives it to him. And he’s better! Thing is, his appearance changed, with him now having rabbit ears, but that was fine; the family didn’t seem to care, they were just happy he was alive. Eventually Antonio is moved to the Moon Palace. Warm parents and family are sad, but at least Antonio is alive. And besides, he visits twice a week, so he’s able to visit them and interact with them!

Fun fact it takes until Antonio is 4 for the family to realize that they can occasionally go to the moon and visit them, because, probably by magic, there’s magic within the Moon Palace.

I HOPE THIS SUMS IT UP. AGAIN SO SORRY I FORGOT I HAD THIS DRAFT I GOT SO DISTRACTED. I on,y remembered it was here cause I was rereading Sailor Moon snippets and was like. “Didn’t I have a moon guardian AU of some kind based on some legend????” And I checked and this was here. I sincerely apologize 💀💀

I need to go to bed, more asks tomorrow. Or should I say later????

[bausbitch]

Morgan, Morgan, Morgan.... How about.... Morgan with and S/O who has ADHD cuz that shit gives some great personality characteristics AheMm!! (I should know) Please and thank you my love Byeeeeeee

Focus On Me

Morgan x adhd! Reader

I HAVE LIKE FIVE DRAFTS AND I'VE GOTTEN NO SLEEP IN THE LAST TWO DAYS BUT KEEP REQUESTING 🤩

in which you'd rather focus on something else

You couldn't focus

On the piles of paper work on your desk at least

But you were staying late one night

Alone

With none other than your three year crush

Reid caller it love bc it lasted more than 4 months but he can stfu tiktok knowledge doesn't count here😤

Derek Mf Morgan

You both had extra paperwork right

And hotch was like

You don't HAVE to stay

But ya know

From what I said earlier,,,, you decided to stay

But apparently no one else did 🤭🤪

Maybe bc they all thought you two would make a fine ass couple

Even Penelope was like,,,,, both of you are hot

Just get together

the team would joke about it

The auDACITY

Smh shipping two gROWN ADULTS

who worked for the,,, as Hannibal Lecter so kindly put it in silence of the lambs,,,,

Efffff bee eye

Smh you two weren't together and you

"Don't like each other like that"

And I'm Kanye West

Maybe I am

I mean,,, I do be spitting bars though

🤭

Okokokok Ainsley ways

Ooh I like that one I think I'll use it again

You couldn't JUST focus on the fact that you two were alone

You forgot to take your medication today

Rip

So you were kinda all over the place

Thank gOD it was a really slow day omfg

Well,,,,,, I think it'd be easier to focus on a case

But rn

You had pantsuit Sasquatch by Molly Lewis playing in your head while you stared at Morgan

🤭

You thought you were being sLY

PFFFFT

No

Bc the second your eyes made their way up to his

He was like

👁👁

And you were like

👁👄👁

AND HE

Oops

"Focus, baby"

If you guys

You went bALLISTIC

but you didn't show it bc

✨professionalism ✨

But after y'all were done

You were all flustered

And you RAN TO YOUR CAR

Gotta go fast

And got in, slammed the door and SCREAMED

Little did you know

His car was parked next to yours

Oops

But he didn't

Bc hes

The bomb.com

But you know what he DID do

Call you baby

ALL THE TIME

It was unconscious at this point like

"Hey baby can you get my mug?"

"Baby?"

"Baby!"

"Baby? You ok?"

"Hey baby!"

Needless to say you were this (👌) close to having a heart attack

No cap

Oh and one time

You had to go into a case in Houston, TX at 3 am

Bc some BITCH decided to kidnap girls from concerts

My worst fucking fear

And you forgot to take your meds

Oops

So you were kinda all over the place

Like

You were working with the local pd

Defund the police

They weren't really much help

You know who was though

YOU

Bc your brain was kinda like

"Yo I want ice cream"

"Let's go get ice cream"

You did bc,,,

Ice cream

So you were like

"Yo anyone want ice cream"

Bc it was like

Midnight

And everyone's like

Yeah sure

So you went out

To a convenience store

And while you were in the middle of paying

You heard a SCREAM

And then like

Imagine like

When Gideon like

In the 2nd episode

You were taken out behind

And bam there was like

3 girls

The 3 missing girls to be exact

All tied up

And you're like

Well goddamn I just wanted icecream

But anygays

You kashooted the unsub/creepy cashier in the shoulder

Boom roasted

Fell to the ground

Gave you time to call the team

And paramedics

Bam case solved

Thank you adhd

Everyone say thank you yn

OMFG DEREK

I FORGOT THIS ISN'T JUST ABOUT YOU LM6RBJRHR

"Baby! Are you ok??? Did he hurt you?"

And you're like

"Nah fam I'm all good, I didn't get the ice cream though 😔✊"

So he's like

"So we'll go get it ourselves"

"It's a date"

You felt 😎😎

And so

You two got together

And everyone lived happily ever after

Except the unsub

His shoulder still kinda hurts 😔✊

AAAA I have one (1) more request and then I can do the fathers day and 100+ follower special!!!! I'm still BAFFLED like omfg it hasn't even been a week and omfg I have like 108 followers like- eye- 👁👄👁

[klbwriting]

The Sparrow and The Rogue - Part 2

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy

Pairing: Ben Hargreeves/female!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, once again fighting

Summary: The Umbrella siblings learn about what’s been going on in this timeline, One lives a day in his life, and has a pretty fun date trying to kill his wannabe girlfriend

              Even though the Umbrella siblings were promised an explanation that evening they never got one.  At least most of them didn’t.  There was a debrief to the small group of powered adults by Lila and Eight and then Diego and Lila disappeared somewhere while the rest of the group had dinner with what they discovered were a team called the ‘Rogues’ and they were kidnapped from directly under Reginald’s nose.  Most of them had chosen names while a couple stayed with their numbers, liking the way they sounded.  Eleven was very happy now that they kept their named now that Stranger Things was popular and they had the same powers as the character in the show.  They were giving rooms in the hideout, having to double up with the Rogues already there.  It was a surprise to no one that Diego was just fine sharing with Lila and Allison was almost a little nervous to share with Eight not knowing what her power was.

              “You look happy,” she said, trying to break the ice with the girl who was texting and had a smile on her face.  Eight looked over as if she forgot Allison was there and blushed, putting the phone under her pillow quick.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.”

              “Its no big deal, just don’t tell Lila about it ok?” she said. Allison nodded with a smile.  “She would be very annoyed if she found out I was texting with someone inside the Sparrows.”

              “Ben?” Allison asked, sitting up now, full ready to have some girl time.  Eight considered this, then finally sat up herself.  She never got to talk to anyone about One and how confusing things were between them.  

              “Ya, he’s One here, he was your brother?” she asked. Allison nodded.

              “Ya, he was killed on a mission when we were teenagers. Klaus could still see him, he communes with the dead, but the rest of us weren’t so lucky,” she said.  

              “What was he like in your time?”  Allison considered how to answer.

              “We weren’t super close, he was always close with Vanya and Diego, he was so kind to everyone, especially the ones dad was hardest on.  I remember one time I was walking by Diego’s room while he was practicing his speech and Ben was in there, they had to have been 7 maybe, and he was just sitting there listening and encouraging him.  Diego was crying after a bit of not being able to get a word out and Ben just took his hand and said ‘don’t think about dad, just think about talking to me, you know you can take your time with me’.  That’s who Ben was, just the best,” she said, getting a little teary thinking about her lost brother.  Eight smiled and moved to sit next to Allison, a comforting arm going around her shoulders.

              “That version is still here.  I have seen moments of that person in One, that kindness,” she said. “My first memory is with One, when I think we were 4, its really simple, I had fallen and scraped up my knee during a morning run and dad was livid at me, even at 4 I was always too big and slow for him to tolerate so he made me do extra laps and One was there with me the whole time, ran every single one next to me even though he was faster and could have been done, he stayed with me.”  

              “That sounds like Ben,” Allison agreed.  “I hope maybe we can get past this, I don’t know what dad is planning but I’m so tired of running around and being chased, just so tired.”  Eight nodded.

              “Get some sleep, no one will wake you up tomorrow so you can get a good rest,” she said, moving back to her bed and laying down. Allison followed suit and she closed her eyes, drifting off to a music box playing now in the room.  She hadn’t noticed one being around before but Eight must have had next to her somewhere.  Once she was sleeping Eight lifted a hand and the music box across the room stopped playing, letting her fall asleep also.  

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             Number One was going through the motions today. He had woken up early as usual and went to the kitchen to help mom make breakfast.  He knew she couldn’t really appreciate it like a person, but he thought she enjoyed spending time with him anyway.  He could feel his father’s present before he saw him, entering the kitchen and giving him a disproving look, still angry about dinner no doubt.

              “Good morning Number One, feeling a little less rebellious today?” he said, sitting at the breakfast table and looking through a morning paper.  One glared at the eggs he was plating and set the plate down in front of Reginald a little harder than he meant.  “Ah, I see you are still in a mood.  Very well, you will be in charge of leading drills this morning, now eat your eggs.” One didn’t say anything but internally he groaned, drills made everyone hate him for days.  He ate in silence with the rest of his siblings before standing and telling them to get up and get to the yard.  They shot him death glares before doing as asked, knowing the punishment was worse than the drills.

              Two hours later and his siblings were off again, probably meeting in one of their rooms to talk about how much they hated him and his kiss ass ways.  One however, had more work to do, heading out to do his first patrol of the day.  He had no idea why dad sent him to do patrols instead of waiting for something to happen, especially now that the Umbrella siblings had shown up.  First the patrols were for them, then they became patrols for general crime, but now that the word of the Horror had spread no one would dare commit a crime in the city limits unless they wanted to die a horrible death over 30$ in some purse.

              This time out in the city gave him a chance to release some stress that he needed.  He found a park nearby and soon was casually swinging watching the kids around him and reminding himself of why he dealt with everything.  Without the Sparrow Academy the apocalypse would have happened two days ago.  They had saved history, keeping the timeline on track after something called ‘The Commission’ went belly up in the 60s due to some kind of explosion.  Where they had left off Reginald had picked it up, first on his own, and then when the 43 were born, with the 15 he had been able to get his hands on.  They had been whittled down to 6 humans and a box that told them where to go and got them in and out.  Ben may have hated his father but he would protect these people, always.  

              One patrolled until lunch, stopping at the kitchen table to eat alone before going to his room and checking his messages on his secret phone.  Before he could open it he had to hide it under his pillow as his door was shoved open and Number Two walked in.  Two stood silent for a second, seemingly realizing that he had caught One doing something he shouldn’t.

              “You alright One?” he asked suspiciously.  One stood up, facing off against his sibling, mustering up his bravado.

              “Ya, what do you want number Two?” he emphasized the word two just to irritate them.  They growled, glaring.

              “Dad wanted to have us trade patrols tonight, I’ll take 9th to 15th, you take the old trainyards,” Two said.  “Starting now, I’m supposed to watch you leave.” One gritted his teeth, anger seething through him.  

              “Let me get ready, I need to get my shoes,” he said. Two just stood in the doorway watching as One went back to his bed, sitting down and tying his shoes extra slow, hoping something would happen to make Two glance away.  Someone must have heard his silent plea because something clunked in the hall making Two look around for a fight.  One grabbed the phone and shoved it in his pocket before standing up.  “Alright, you want to walk me to the front door too?”  Two glared and let him pass by, closing his door behind him.

              After he was outside and a couple blocks away he texted Eight, letting her know of the change of plans, before heading down to the trainyards, thinking about maybe doing some sprints while he waited for her.

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              The Umbrella siblings sat in the main room of the hideout with Lila and Eight, Lila explaining what had happened to the Commission and what the Sparrow Academy had been up to.  They knew that after the Commission was taken down those in the ‘Resistance’ had taken up control of the timeline under rule of Lila and the kids she had collected from over time, starting with Eight.  

              “We developed the traveling technology by stealing what Reginald had already figured out.  The briefcases were big and too easy to lose, too much of a hassle, so instead Reginald created watches capable of the travel,” she explained.

              “How did he figure that out?  I watched the Commission try for decades to create that kind of technology,” Five cut in.  Lila glared at him, still not exactly happy that he was alive after killing her parents, no matter who had ordered the hit.

              “I don’t know, took a few tests to figure out how to use the watches, but now we can track where the Sparrows go and then fix whatever they mess up in history, keep the timeline on track,” Lila explained. Confusion rippled through the room.

              “What do you mean you fix the Sparrows messes?” Luther asked, sitting forward, the chair creaking loudly.  He made a face and waited for someone to say something just so he could hit them.  

              “The Sparrows travel around on orders from dad to ‘fix’ history, ya know, kill Steve Jobs before the iPhone, assassinate Abe Lincoln when he’s running for president, take out Thomas Jefferson, although that last one I really hated to fix,” Eight said.  “Such a brilliant mind, such a shit fucking person.”  She stood up and went to stand by the open door, Lila looking over at her.

              “What’s wrong with you?” Lila asked.  

              “I’m warm, there’s a draft over here,” Eight explained, leaning on the wall, hand in her jacket pocket.  

              “Why don’t you just take off the jacket?” Klaus asked, getting elbowed by Allison.  “What?”

              “I like this jacket,” was her answer before she looked out the doorway.  Lila rolled her eyes and returned to the original conversation.

              “So after we fix their messes, they make more messes.  We’re not sure what exactly Reggie is trying to do but either way, we know we have to make sure history happens as expected.  Except for the apocalypse, none of us could really muster the desire to stop fixing that,” she said.

              “So now we’re in no mans land?” Vayna asked, getting a little nervous about bringing about another end of the world scenario. Lila nodded.

              “Honestly, only Five has lived past the apocalypse and now that it didn’t happen I don’t know what the game plan from here is, I just know what happens in actual history to keep that on track, what those changes bring in the future is a crap shoot,” she said.  “Isn’t that right Eight?  Eight?”  She turned to see the doorway empty, no trace of Eight left in the hide out anymore. Allison sat in her seat and smiled softly, having an inkling where she was going, hoping that maybe she could turn Ben back to their side.  

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              Eight had gotten One’s message and headed towards the trainyards.  She passed by Number Four along the way and realized quick that One was being followed. She acted like she was patrolling, hoping to not have to fight Four but knowing it was a possibility.  Four however, let her pass, clearly just being around to watch their brother and what he was doing.  Once at the trainyards Eight dipped through old train cars, running up and down tracks until she saw One.  She approached him slowly.

              “You have a friend around,” she said.  One’s eyes flashed the area and he caught a quick glance of crimson ducking behind a car nearby.  “So I guess this is another fight to the death?”

              “Guess so,” he said with a smirk.  Eight smiled back sweetly.  “No powers?”

              “No powers, pinky promise,” she said before diving towards him, fist raised.  

              One easily blocked the shot, moving around to fire back with his own fist.  Eight easily dodged and punched his stomach, pulling the hit so it didn’t actually hurt. One doubled over anyways, spearing her around the waist and taking her to ground, just out of view of Four.

              “So, ready to play dead?” he asked, holding her shoulders down as she laid under him, watching him closely before nodding.  He smiled down at her before standing up and walking around the car, hands raised above his head as in victory.  He knew once Four saw this they would call out to him.

              “Hey Number One!” Four called as expected, walking over the tracks.  One hurried to meet them, not wanting them to actually see that Eight was alive.  “You finally got the bitch!”

              “Yup, finally caught her by surprise, she said no powers like an idiot,” he said, chuckling darkly.  Four nodded and laughed.  “Well I’m going to finish my patrol and head home, but ya know, gotta get rid of the body first.”  Four nodded.

              “Need help?” they asked.  One shook his head.

              “Nah, I got it, just going to shove her under the traincar, no one will find her and if they do animals will do the job first,” he said.  Four nodded, turning and walking away without another word.  Four was easiest to trick and One was glad dad hadn’t sent Two or Six after him.

              Once he was sure Four was gone he headed back to the traincar to find Eight sitting against the wheel, having been listening. He took a seat next to her, close enough that their shoulders were touching, hand gently finding its way over to hers on her leg.  He linked their fingers and sighed.

              “Well, that’ll lighten things up for a bit, dad will think you’re dead for awhile,” he said, looking at her.  She nodded and looked at him.

              “You know we can’t do this forever, one day we have to either tell all the truth or run away,” she said.  “We could go to the 90’s, relive our childhood but ya know as adults.  I’ll be old enough to buy myself Backstreet Boys tickets.”  One laughed and shook his head.

              “Someday, but I can’t leave this behind, I mean we’re fixing history, making sure everything keeps on track,” he said. Eight sighed and rolled her eyes. “I know, you guys think we mess it up, but we don’t, we help, we save people, you guys are the ones who come around messing it up again.”  

              “We honestly don’t know who is fixing what,” she said.  “I just wish I knew what dad was planning for, why he’s doing all this.”  

              “He’ll tell me when I’m ready,” One said indignantly, trying to justify why he was so readily going along with Reginald.  

              “I hope he does, I’m curious which side I’m on,” Eight said.  She looked at him.  “Enough talk, I don’t think we really came here to talk.”  One nodded, leaning in and pressing his lips to hers, kissing her until he ran out of air, then taking a breath, and going right back in.

[bronanlynch]

weekly (monthly?) media roundup

ok so I do want to actually do these on some sort of schedule but unfortunately, as you already know, brains,

listening: Malice in Wonderland by Fangbanger, which I found from a tumblr post that described them as band for “if you have a complicated relationship with gender, had a falling out with god, hate the government, or just think that vampires are neat" and y’know? yeah. my notes on this song from several weeks ago are that I might not know any of these people’s genders but I do know they’ve listened to MCR

reading: the new Cassandra Clare book, Chain of Iron. it’s boring and homophobic. in the first book of this series, we find out that the heroine’s brother is gay and in a relationship with a man who has no intention of ever coming out publicly because 1) the book is set in 1903 in England, it was literally illegal and 2) he’s trying to have a career in politics. the heroine decides that this means he’s ashamed of her brother and doesn’t deserve him, and she is present and active in their breakup conversation.

above is the relationship chart I made from the first book, it really hasn’t changed much except now the main guy and the main girl are married, the lesbians got back together and then broke up again, the main girl’s gay brother hooked up with one of her husband’s friend, who’s a Good Gay and therefore worthy of love unlike the Bad Gay ex who is constantly mocked by just about every character for. checks notes. caring about appearances and manners given that his life and career are based on those things. the brother and his new love interest break up because the brother still thinks he’s a bad person for ever having dated his ex. also the main girl has now platonically run off to Paris with her husband’s platonic soulmate who is allegedly in love with her but it’s really unconvincing that he’s not actually in love with her husband (he’s not for very stupid lore reasons, the whole ‘parabatai are magically prevented from being romantically in love, except for these two straight people, when historically parabatai pairs were two men’ makes my fucking blood boil)

you might ask why I still read these books even though they make me angry and the answer is the 1) the aesthetic slaps 2) some of the characters are fun 3) the premise has enough potential that it could be good if it was good 4) sometimes I need to get cathartically angry abt bad fiction bc it just. does not matter

watching: so many things that I’m gonna just. run through them real quick

Word of Honor: gestures vaguely at how it’s slowly taking over my blog

Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty: love a found family, eh about the politics, can’t believe I predictably got a new fave character within the last two episodes of the show because one of the main characters is betrayed by his second-in-command and I think treason is the sexiest part of a relationship

SamBucky show: in the original draft of this post I said that it was so boring that week (episode 3) that I completely forgot about it until I saw the draft below this one talking about how bad and boring it is. at least more happened in later episodes and they’re finally giving me some tasty queerbaiting but the premise and the politics are. wow. it sure is military propaganda

My Hero Academia: new season is fun, love a tournament arc. don’t love that they tell us right away that the double agent character is a double agent, it was more fun in the manga when you’re not sure if he’s a traitor or not for a pretty long time

Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun: new season is cute, there sure is some gender happening. there’s a tsundere bisexual catgirl

Backflip!!: I usually avoid high school sports anime for backstory reasons but my roommate wanted to watch it with me and oh boy these gymnasts sure are gay for each other huh

Joran: The Princess of Snow and Blood: my roommate pitched this to me as ‘cyberpunk but in the 1930s’ and there sure is dark lighting, lots of glowy neon stuff, and government oppression, which are the most important elements of cyberpunk apparently. not sure how I feel about it yet, because there’s a cool shapeshifting lady assassin with a revenge quest but there’s also a trans character who was revealed to be trans in a way that I personally did not enjoy. yes you can have transphobic villains but like. hmm. maybe the audience shouldn’t find out that someone is trans because the villain cuts his shirt away specifically to ~put him in his place. or maybe I personally am just sensitive to that but either way no thank you

on the other hand, the main character is sick as shit

The World Ends with You: god I love an anime about the power of friendship. I’ve only had these kids for two episodes and I would lay down my life for them

Nirvana in Fire: we’re only three episodes in and I did spend the first half of the first ep being like. oh god which of these people are actually important who am I supposed to care about here. and then by the end of the first ep I knew which ones I cared about and am now very afraid for their safety. do love the political intrigue though

playing: got through the first mission of Brigmore Witches. I love a good undercover mission, I wish I hadn’t been too afraid of like. alarms going off if I freed the other prisoners because I think Comrade Daud should do a jailbreak, and Lizzy Stride can call me anytime

also recently have played various ttrpgs including Firebrands, more Things, Eldritch and Terrifying, Link, and of course more Beam Saber (oh shit I meant to do my recap post for last session OOPS)

making: Zan and I made some real good chicken parm the other night, vaguely based on this recipe. by which I mean, we looked at the recipe to see how many eggs to use and how long to cook it and pretty much nothing else. the egg marinade step seemed unnecessary and I made the sauce the way I always make tomato sauce, which some day I should write down because it does in fact fuck. the secret is a shit-ton of oregano and basil and no chunks of tomato because fuck that. bad texture

Zan made the zucchini which also slapped, using some of the leftover bread crumbs

writing: I’ve posted a couple of things but most recently I wrote some rarepair femslash. this is the first fic for this ship on ao3 and the second ship in the f/f tag for this fandom that’s actually about the women in the show (as opposed to showing up in the f/f tag because it’s marked as “multi” or like. genderbent versions of the main m/m ship) but like. look at them. they’re terrible evil assassin women and they’re in love. anyway I’ve gotten over being embarrassed about having written a sex scene and moved on to wanting people to read my fic. there’s sparring as foreplay it’s a good time

[ixalit]

1, 15 & 23 for the fanfic end of year asks? <3

(From this list)

1. favorite fic you wrote this year

I answered this here, but I’ll take this opportunity to link a couple more of my favorites 😘

Evanstan RR - Last week, I wrote chapter 17 of the Evanstan Round Robin, and I’m pretty happy with how it turned out! It was brainstorming, outlining, writing, and editing 7k in three days, and I did it! I haven’t had to meet a creative deadline in a while, and it’s nice to know I can crank something out when I need to 😊 I’m also relatively new to writing smut, which was a good portion of this chapter. Tbh, probably not something I would have written without the RR, but I’m glad I did it (even though it was definitely a push lol)

it’s not like a tree (where the roots have to end) - this was fun to write (ok, maybe fun is the wrong word, but it was fun to stretch my writing muscles and do something with a logos more angst and whump than normal. I also feel like skill-wise, my writing was pretty good in this one, especially for a genre I wasn’t that confident in 🥰

vows - Ok so this one is a poem, not a fic, but it’s Stucky and I wrote it, so it still counts right? I really liked the process of writing this (and formatting it to fit the words/mood tbh). I think I wrote the first draft of it when I was sick in bed and a little high on pain meds. Then I forgot about it, and found it some days later. Cleaned it up, changed some words, and.... am I kidding myself or is it actually kinda ok?

15. something you learned this year

So. Much. I only just jumped into writing fic this past summer after 4-5 years of doing hardly any creative writing that wasn’t related to school. The last time I wrote anytning for a fandom was when I was around 15, and I feel like I’ve learned so much in the past few months about fandom in general, this fandom, and myself as a writer, not to mention the writing tips and skills.

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

Numerous one shots. Many of which are in my WIP folder, half-written, waiting to be picked up again in the coming year.

Other than that, I’ve been working on a longer (25-30k) shrunkyclunks au that I’d hoped to finish by now, but alas, it’s still not done.

Also, @howdoyousleep3 and I had sort of planned out a rough idea for a fic right before we both got busy with fic deadlines and our personal lives. I hope (?) we can pick it up again and collab in 2021 because the idea is still.... very much in my mind lol

[heloisedaphnebrightmore]

First of all, I was so nervous I sent that last message without flipping the anon switch because I didn't double check like usual. Lol. It's only a matter of time so hopefully you figure it out before then. 😉

Also, I could not get through this entire post without dying of laughter. I was laughing so hard I was crying last night. It took me 10+ minutes to get a hold of myself. I'm over here having the time of my life and you're going crazy trying to figure it out. I'm sorry I'm laughing but it's just so much fun for me. 😂

Aw Gina, I love you too!!! I'm glad to be back too. I'll try to be more consistent. 😊

Welp, at least now you know I'm not from the UK if I don't know the difference between pounds and euros. Haha. But I Googled it and omg 120 pounds is even more than 120 euros! Geez!

Oh gosh no, I'm alright. No need to be nervous. I just catch a lot of colds because I spend a lot of time in the cold and as we've established, I only kind of take care of myself. Haha.

That draft is everything! I'm gone for two days and you're ready to send out a search party for me. 😅 I wish I'd waited so I could see that post. 🤣🤣🤣 I say post it anyway just so I can see. Maybe you can get the entire Harry Potter side of Tumblr searching for me. (I'm kidding! 😅)

Omg I'm just glad that at least last night it wasn't me that kept you up until 7am but instead it was Tiktok. I'm only responsible for the hour between 4 and 5am. So that's something at least. 😅

because no, I don't want to talk about me, I am ready to find out who you are!

I think we might have to come up with a rule here. I think when you ask a series of questions at the end (like in your last message) I get to pick one identity question from the group but you also have to include a getting to know you question that we both answer (like favorite color or favorite movie or something). 😊

Here are my highlights from your lists:

The Shadowhunters thing actually could be a useful clue if you know where to look or who to ask. So I'm glad you remember that. 😉

Personal Edition:

Ok the first three made me smile so much. You're the best. 😊

4. 6 days ago you wrote; the new semester has started

Dang Gina! You're really out here making a timeline of all our interactions aren't you? 🤣🤣🤣

5. You are hoping you'll be able to read and interact a little more.

Once again, this actually could be a clue if you know where to look.

7. You only kind of take care of yourself; Let me get my slipper 😅

No slippers needed today. After this I'm gonna have brunch and I promise to drink a full glass of something with my meal. (I hate water but it'll be something)

9. You are doing a research project on landing mechanics in a specific sport; This is where I thought I knew who you were. Then you destroyed it by saying; You are majoring in science and you like testing and analyzation 🙈

I'm super interested in who you thought I was with this one. I am curious to know how the second portion destroyed that, because research and analyzation go together, do they not? I'm confused.

18. We talked a few times in different places; How is that a clue?! 😂

That's literally the most important clue I've given you! It means you might have to look outside of our asks to find answers to my clues! I actually thought I gave myself away the other day, and I was absolutely dying of laughter watching you respond and realizing you hadn't noticed.

Conclusions:

You are actually correct on all three of those! You do follow me, I am over 18, and I am from the US!

It sounds like the science thing is what's tripping you up the most, so I will clarify (kind of) "I'm majoring in a science"

Of those clues you asked for, many of them will give me away! So instead I will technically answer one but make it extra vague; There are 3 names people on Tumblr call me, and in alphabetical order the letters they start with are E, I, and M.

Yes, I much prefer these vague clues... 😄 But to be honest, I threw in a couple good ones this time so hopefully you've made a little progress and have some ideas of where to look next. I also honestly think I gave myself away today, so I am anxiously awaiting your response. 😬

(I wish I could put a read more in asks, this has gotten super long so apologies to your followers. Although by the looks of the likes on some of our messages it looks like some people are enjoying this as much as I am 😅) -⭐

Shoot, I wish you forgot to switch the anon xD

Actually, it is hilarious, so I completely understand xD I’m feeling like Sherlock Holmes but a dumber, less useful version. Like a faulty Sherlock Holmes xD

Rest under the cut :D

I don’t want you to feel like you have to message me or it’s like an obligation so if you have no time and you are too busy, then just take your time, I completely get it, we are not rushing anywhere. <3

Hahaha you would love it if everyone searched for you :D The anonymous Tumblr celebrity xD I might post it regardless, but I don’t want to get attacked about trying to expose my anon’s identity. I have seen posts where people went off on accounts saying they shouldn’t try knowing their anon’s identity as they chose to be on anon for a reason. I don’t really want to have to explain myself to everyone and coming off stalkerish and you are the only one who knows the whole story and a couple of my followers xD I will have to think this through, until then it sits in my drafts. :D

Okay, pink and black are my favourite colours and I don’t have a favourite movie. Now that it’s out of the way, back to you xD

You see, you said you spend a lot of time in the cold! Once again this makes me think of the same person I initially thought of. When you referred to Shadowhunters, again it’s the same person I am thinking of, but there is also another person in my mind so now I have two options.

Research and analysis go together, but again the person I thought of said something about studying sport stuff, exercise science thingy, that’s why it threw me off. That’s why I changed my mind and decided you are not that person. But now that you say A science it makes me think of that person again, but on the other hand I don’t know what the other protentional person studies. God, you are killing me!

You say we have talked the other day. There was only 4 people I have talked to outside of my asks recently and one of them was the same person I thought of from the beginning, but also my second option was between those 4 people too.

Both of my options are 18+, I follow them, and they are from the US. You see, both of my options have at least one of those letters, but now I’m off to confusion land again, because you said they call you 3 names. Who on earth uses 3 names? xD

5. You are hoping you'll be able to read and interact a little more. - Once again, this actually could be a clue if you know where to look.

This did not help at all xD I think what you consider clue is not a clue for me and what I consider a clue is not a clue for you xD This is getting twisted at this stage xD I honestly think we are both in the same Discord server, I am quite sure at this point.

The fact that you think you gave yourself away makes me feel utterly useless. I am trying to think of all the people I have talked to recently and all of them has I, E and M in their name or their name starts with those letters, but only one of them talked to me about cold and science. Whether I am missing something very obvious or I know who you are, and I am simply questioning myself at this point.

Let me ask you one question, which would help me find the right answer. Have you got any injuries and if yes, what’s that? :D

I feel like I’m close, but at the same time I keep questioning it <3

[artificialqueens]

heavy is the head (1/10) (sashea) - shadysalad

an - found this completed multichap in my drafts (!!!!!) i wrote it in about november and completely forgot about it oops😬. anyways, i’ll post a new chapter every couple of days even if no one likes it cos I just can’t bring myself to leave 10 chapters sitting here. not my best work, got to admit, but when is it ever huh? enjoy :)

“Thanks Pep, I’ll see you in a bit.” Shea waved at her maid before softly closing the door, skipping down the long corridor. It was a Sunday, which meant breakfast with her parents in the great hall. She hoped the Commander of the Royal Guard, Alexis, had done as she’d asked with regards to the stationing of certain guards.

She stood at the door to the great hall, knocking twice. Pulling her robe around her a little tighter, she pushed the door open. Her mother looked up first. “Good morning, darling, have you had a nice week?”

It took a minute for Shea to respond; her eyes fell past her mother to the pair of guards stood behind the table. Aja was there, as usual, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Nina had been replaced. And not with any old guard; with Sasha. Damn, Alexis was good. Shea flashed a beaming smile to the woman, who returned a small smirk of her own. “Um.. yes, thank you, mother.”

Shea swiftly made her way around the long table, dropping a kiss on each of her parent’s cheeks, seating herself at the opposite end of the table to them. Her father cleared his throat, eyes still on the plate of French pastries in front of him. “We need to discuss your coronation dress, dear. Any thoughts as to the colour?”

Shea groaned internally; everything was about her coronation these days. She locked eyes with Sasha and rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. Sasha let out a small giggle. “Not particularly. Are you sure it can’t just be black?”

“Oh, of course not, darling! Black is the colour of mourning! How about a lovely crimson, or ultramarine, perhaps?” Shea watched as Aja’s eyes disappeared into the back of her head, and wished she could get away with the same a second time. She hummed lowly in lieu of a response and sunk her knife into the croissant that had been placed before her.

“Honey, your mother and I have been thinking…” Shea whipped her head up at the sound of her father’s voice. “We think you should take some etiquette lessons before your coronation, just so you will be prepared for life as Queen and so we can do away with…” He gestured vaguely towards Shea, who had frozen with the croissant hanging out of her mouth and flakes falling into her lap. “…this.”

She was quick to deposit the croissant back on the plate and brush herself off. “Are you sure that’s necessary? I mean, I can be prim and proper, I just choose not to.”

Her mother grimaced. “Yes, we think so. Your first lesson is at 2, in the ballroom. Your instructor’s name is Trinity. Don’t forget that: Tri-ni-ty.” Her mother sounded it out as if Shea was a child, like Trinity was a difficult name to remember. Shea nodded, stuffing her face with the last of the croissant and standing from her chair. That was enough family time for the day.

Shea waved to Sasha and Aja and left the room, foregoing her usual route to the gardens and making her way to the extensive library. She usually loved spending her days in the gardens, but not when it was pouring down with Autumn rain and freezing cold. If she didn’t go in the garden, she probably wouldn’t ever see outside the palace, except from the occasional state visit. The only upside to being Queen, she supposed, was the fact that she would be leaving the palace a lot more.

The library was cosy and warm, a log fire already blazing in the hearth. Shea made her way over to her little corner, where books of all genres were still strewn around and fluffy blankets shrouded a soft velvet sofa. It was a little colder over there, but Shea would rather that than be eventually stifled by the direct heat from the fire, where the rest of the furniture was set up.

She picked up Pride and Prejudice, continuing from where she left off. As she read on, she thought of Sasha. It was the type of book she would like, all old-timey and smart. She began to lose interest, her mind wandering further and further away from the adventures of Elizabeth Bennet. After a good while only pretending to read, she decided there was no point in fooling herself. She went looking for Sasha, grabbing the book as an afterthought.

Instead of blindly searching the whole castle, Shea made a beeline to Alexis’ office. She always knew where everyone in the whole palace was at all times; that was her job. “Hey Alexis!”

Alexis looked up from the paperwork on her desk. “Sasha?”

Shea nodded shyly. “You know me too well, girl. Thanks for moving Nina, too. That bitch, I swear to the gay gods.” She gasped softly, a smirk settling itself on her lips. “Hey, since you have the power to move people, do you have the power to fire them too?”

Alexis chuckled a little, turning her attention back to the pay receipts in front of her. “Get out of here, Shea. Sasha’s down by the kitchens.”

Shea skipped out of the office and sprinted down 4 floors. She slowed to a fast walk as she descended the last flight of stairs to catch her breath, running a hand through her hair. She spotted the bald girl underneath the giant mural at the end of the corridor, and broke out into a run again. “Sashaaa!”

“Sheaaa!” Just as Shea reached her, Sasha pulled her into a hug. “What’s this?” She gestured to the book that Shea has all but forgotten she was holding.

“Oh! I was reading this and I thought you might like it, so I brought it for you to take back to your room tonight.” Sasha turned the book over in her hands a few times before placing it on the sideboard next to her, smiling widely as a thanks.

Sasha bit her lip, eyes roaming around the hallway. “So… queen lessons, huh?”

“I know. I’m not that uneloquent, am I? I mean-”

Sasha interrupted with a giggle. “Hate to be that person, but before you go any further I feel like I should point out that it’s ‘ineloquent’.”

Shea groaned exaggeratedly. “Fuck! Maybe I do need etiquette lessons. But- ugh! It’ll be so boring!”

“Yes, preparing to become one of the most powerful and most respected rulers in the world must be so tedious.” Sasha deadpanned.

“Shut up, Sash. I’m sure Alexis has you in some of them. You’ll be able to see for yourself. I just hope this Trinity girl is nice.” Shea mused.

“Yeah, I’m stationed in the ballroom today. Isn’t that where your mom said it would be?” Shea nodded thoughtfully.

“Ok, well, I have, like, half an hour? So I’ll see you in a bit.” Shea pulled Sasha in for one last hug, before setting off down the corridor. Just before she went to climb the staircase, she turned back, yelling over her shoulder, “Hope you enjoy the book!”

[stonecoldbex]

Part 1 - Multiple part question so bare with me, Belexa hanahaki disease AU :( so imagine Becky and Alexa are a thing, maybe in NXT before the are both in the main roster super happy right, but then Bex gets drafted and then Alexa, and then happens what we all know, she pushes Bex away and is mean to her and all that, so Becky just lets her and she breaks up with her and pretends its fine, but is not...

Part 2 - So all is well they dont talk to each other but one day Bex coughs up flowers and she knows then Alexa doesnt love her anymore.... but that obvs not true, Becks thinking Alexa doesnt love her anymore, hides the fact that she is sick, and at first is fine, easy but then she gets worse and a couple of people find out like her close friends, maybe Sasha and Bayley and they help her hide it whilst trying to convince her that she needs to tell her,...

Part 3 - but Bex like nah, she doesn’t need to have this in her conscience, like she doesn’t want pity, but Alexa ofc notices something wrong like the fact that Bex is not wrestling as much, and doesn’t always go to live shows, she doesn’t see her in the hallways as much so once day she finds her alone in the locker room and ask her if she’s ok, and Bex gets angry because Alexa doesn’t get to ask her that not after what she has done to her, so she only asks ‘why do you even care’ and leaves...

Part 4 - Few days later it gets worse like she sees Alexa flirting or what looks like flirting with someone so the coughing starts and she passes out, her friends are like ‘tell her Bex, she deserves to at least say goodbye’ so Bex goes and try to tell Alexa, but Alexa not wanting to look like she cares is mean to her, so Bex is like I tried. And Bex is like getting weaker by the minute, so because she still hiding it to most people she gets a match an it all goes wrong...

Part 5 - cause she again passes out and when she wakes up she in the hospital and Lexi is beside her, crying, and she’s like ‘why didn’t you tell me?’ to which Bex only shrugs and says I tried. Lexi grabs Bex’s hand and bring it to her lips, and Bex can feel more blood and flower coming up her lungs but they come out so she knows, she knows she’s about to die, so Lexi desperate asks her to please don’t leave her, that she doesn’t get to leave her...

Final Part - because then who’s going to smile at her in the hallways, who’s going to have nikki give her a cup coffee? And then she says ‘I love you Bex, I never stop so please don’t give up’ and after that for what feels like forever Bex is able to take a deep breath without feeling a burning sensation in her lungs, its just a real breath of fresh air. And whew! that got long sorry for invading your asks like that but I needed to let that idea out of my head, I made myself sad :(

Also I'm sorry for the amount of mistakes you may find in those few asks, I got excited and forgot how to write like a proper human. K bye!

//

Sorry that it took me a bit to get to this ask, i couldn’t format this without getting on a computer first and i’ve been on mobile the entire time. However, now that I am...

HOW DARE YOU? I’ll admit I don’t read very many hanahaki disease au fics but maybe i never will thanks to the angst power it bestows on me.

In all seriousness tho, Bex suffering from the disease post-Lexi feud is very painful to think about. Ty anonnie for sharing the pain cuz now I can’t stop thinking about it.

Also, this is such an interesting fic idea and you should def write it maybe.. I’ll prob read the heck out of it *flower emoji*     

[gold-from-straw]

Writing Process tag game

Tagged by @gothyringwald! Thank you ^_^

1. What are your favourite genres and/or styles to write in?

I recently discovered I actually LOVE magical realism. I really like world building like that. But most of all I like writing about people and relationships, so within that, anything really

2. What was the last writing project you finished and felt successful with?

I get a total buzz from finishing anything, often because I’m super excited about starting on the next thing! I think Wicked Boys, though - it’s just the first draft that’s finished, but I’m really pleased with how it turned out. The Forest Hotel, as well, I finished that quite a while ago but I still feel really positive about it, which is unheard of for me lol! My friend has finished the front cover art, so hopefully I’ll be able to publish it soon! But the most surprising success was Nature of Trust, because it’s STILL gathering hits and kudos like crazy, it didn’t slow down after I finished uploading, and I can’t even quite figure out why?! I feel like I hit on some magic formula there and I’m fascinated lol!

3. If you have a WiP how do you feel it’s going? What stage are you in?

Oh dear, hold on people. So I’ve got 2 original novels that are about 1/3 the way through. One of them I recently got enthusiastic about again, but I nearly cried when I re-read the first few chapters. They were shit. I’ve convinced myself to move past that - that’s a problem for second draft Lyndsay - and just write the damn thing. 

I’ve got a couple of first drafts that need transcribing so I can upload them - Wicked Boys, which is my current baby, Golden Prince, and Living the Dream (shit, I need to be writing that like now, so I can upload tomorrow...)

I’ve got a Drarry novel which might ACTUALLY turn into an epic re-write of the entire HP series, oops. I’m only on book 1 as well, so... it’s getting there?

There’s a short story I promised my daughter, too, I should really prioritise that...

Oh, yeah, I forgot about Zero Degrees! I have a few extra chapters to add, and a bunch of edits, but I’m hoping to publish that next year

I have too many WIPs!

4. What are your favourite places to write?

I write my first drafts in notebooks (literally because I like buying pretty notebooks...) so I actually end up writing in some lovely places, like a hill where I walk my dog! My dedicated writing place is in a golf club cafe I go to after my karate lesson (random, know), they make the best BLT baguettes, and the old dudes there tease me and ask me when I’m going to write a book about them

5. Do you prefer to write with long hand or type? Or some other method?

If it’s something long I usually write in a notebook, because I kinda like having physical evidence of the VOLUME of shit I write! Also I really like pretty notebooks. Also also, it forces me to finish a first draft - I can’t edit as easily as I can on a laptop. And then when I type it up it forces me to second draft it, I spot things that don’t flow better than if I was just reading through

6. Do you remember your first character? If so can we meet them?

Yes! I used to write stories and pass them around my school, and the first one I wrote was about a girl who lived as a stowaway in a container ship like some pre-teen phantom of the opera on the fucking ocean! I actually don’t know if I ever finished the story, but she was trippy. First story I know for sure that I finished was about a bus crash where one girl nearly dies and her body is taken over by an angel so she can heal. It’s mostly from the POV of the boy who had a crush on her and who goes slightly crazy noticing the similarities and differences between this girl’s character before and after. I mean that was trippy AF too, I’m not even sure what was going on there... I was clearly a little edgelord already...

7. Where do you get your inspiration?

I really don’t know, half the time. Daydreaming. Something will set me off and I’ll take tangent after tangent until BAM, I’m re-writing the story of how my great-grandfather walked half way across Kenya with a donkey and a wooden leg, only now he’s gay and he and his Masai friend rescue a kid from an abusive household.

8. Do you outline a story before writing it, or does it all live in your head until the first draft gets put down?

So much outline. The reason being, I have so many random ideas that if I started all of them I’d go crazy. So instead I have a book full of tangled mind-maps (my header photo is an example), and once they’re outlined there, they can hibernate for years before I get started, but they don’t go away. If I just let them live in my head I’d lose them! I also have a book dedicated to doing character notes, like backstories and random bits of info that will probably never make it into the story but which give me a good idea of who the person is before I try to write them - otherwise they tend to be a bit two dimensional. @salamanderink gave me that idea by asking me loads of questions about some of my Zero Degrees characters!

9. Where do you go/ What do you do when you’re feeling stuck?

I just leave it alone, write something else or absolutely nothing. I don’t try to push it any more. I think I used to, because I was scared of losing momentum, but now I’ve got this backlog of ideas, I know that if I ever run out of inspiration at least I’ve got starting points for loads of new ones! I don’t know if that’ll change in the future, but it seems to be OK for right now. I sometimes change and do a bit of drawing for a while instead, that usually loosens me up

10. What got you started writing/doing Art? (Because I always love origin stories)

I’ve kept a diary since I was 6 or so, on and off, but consistently since I was 11. That just sort of turned into me writing stories, somehow. I remember writing in my diary ‘nothing interesting ever happens so I’m going to write down my daydreams until I get a boyfriend or something’. Then IDK, some of the kids a couple of years below me in high school found some of my stories, and asked if they could share them around, and I started sewing them up to hand out - I’ve still got all of them! Some of them were fucking dark... 

We had a talk by an author one day, and he asked if anyone wanted to be a professional writer. I put my hand up (and got teased by the assholes in my class afterwards, because apparently the boys in my class were actual baby boomers and didn’t think writing was a real job - like mate, you’re 15, what do you care?!) but this dude looked at me with a super intense expression and said ‘never stop writing’. So I didn’t. And I self-pub my original stuff, and get my regular dose of validation on AO3, and writing is my most effective coping mechanism. Tadaa!

Tagging @slytherinvalues, @turned-her-brain, @salamanderink, @elizabethhollowswriting and @soz or whoever else wants to do this and needs to procrastinate as much as I do ;)

[lilnasxvevo]

I wrote an essay once when it was really late and I was really frustrated

I am not going to send it to my literary journal and I did not even hand it in for the class I wrote it for (the next essay I wrote was passable enough to submit) but I think it is kind of funny so I am going to share it with you

Zoom Zoom

           Draft number four of this FUCKING essay because I can’t FUCKING write. I just through out the last three because they sucked and excuse my language but I’m so frustrated at myself and I typed the wrong homophone in the last sentence and I went back and changed it but then I changed it back so you understand where I’m at right now because I NEVER!! MAKE!! SPELLING MISTAKES!! I was on the editorial staff of my high school newspaper for two years and that shit was flawless! I was editor in chief and that shit was free of god damn error! I do not make! Spelling mistakes!

           I’m so frustrated because part of me just wants to write about a motherfucking TV show and the rest of me is like, “No, Thomas, that’s so fucking stupid, write about something that’s serious, something people can take seriously, something people can respect, but NOT something boring” and I’m like OK!! WELL!! THAT’S A TALL ORDER YOU’VE GIVEN YOURSELF TOMMY BOY!!

           I’ve been trying to copy the style of the essays we’ve been reading in the last three drafts I just started and abandoned. I wrote…lets see…(I will be keeping all future grammar and spelling errors that I make) over 1300 words that way so far today. Fuck it!! I am going to be writing like ME and what I write like is a protagonist from a really sub-par young adult novel. I read a lot of those! But I was already like that before I read all those books. Actually most of the ones I read are pretty great. Holly Black, David Levithan, uh those Girl, 15, Charming but Insane books I forget who writes them but if I look it up I have to stop my timer and that is just not happening—check em out, they’re great. Oh, Eoin Colfer, too. I have his autograph! I actually also have David’s.

           I made a list of all the things I could write this essay about. I didn’t want to write about being queer again because I don’t want you people to pigeonhole me. There’s like 50 items on that list. I’ll spare you. The list sucks. I texted my best friend “What should I write this essay about” and she said “Roman Catholicism” and I was like “Maybe” and she was like “Vampires” and I was like “LMFAO you will never believe what I wrote last time spoiler it was vampires.”

           I have ADHD. Sometimes this surprises people! Sometimes it does not! Usually it doesn’t surprise other people who have ADHD because we go based on our lived experiences instead of stereotypes unlike SOME people. I was diagnosed when I was 17 which is super super late but they literally, and you can look this up, base most criteria off of the symptoms of little white cisgender boys, who are usually hyperactive, and I was inattentive type. My third grade teacher used to slap my desk with a ruler when I spaced out. She never brought up my attention issues to anyone else. I hated her. I still hate her. Curse you, Cathy Sellers!!

           I have chilled out on the caps lock because maybe that was kind of a gimmick. Ok. Well. The ADHD. I actually don’t remember why I brought up ADHD, which is classic ADHD. Oh. I think it was to say that maybe you will be surprised that the inside of my head is this giant mess. Not to be all “welcome to my twisted mind” or that edgy shit. Maybe I’m trying to make an embarrassing essay on purpose. The point is some people think I’m very composed and stuff and the inside of my head has never once been composed. Well, maybe a few times. I miss standardized testing because they don’t really matter and they were fun to focus on and it was fun to fill the bubbles in and they made me feel smart. I am smart. I promise I’m smart. Sometimes people think I’m dumb because I’m a trans man which I don’t understand but I promise I’m smart.

           I just slapped my face to try to get myself to wake up a little bit. I am wiped. That cold that’s been going around is kicking my ass, though not as bad as it’s kicking the ass of other students in this class who I have maybe potentially had to drive to the pharmacy this week.

           I am so obsessed with this show on BBC America right now called Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency. In ADHD circles this is sometimes called a hyperfixation—it’s kind of like the special interests autistic people have, surprise surprise ADHD and autism are both developmental disorders and they have a lot in common. Dirk Gently is all I can think about. It’s a really great show and I loved it last season because it has the actor Samuel Barnett as the lead actor and I swore my fealty to him in like 2014 and then he got a lead on a TV show which is crazy because he never gets big roles like that so I was like NICE!!! Yeah, so last season was sci-fi, and the show is really great and it has this big diverse cast and all the characters are really interesting and the show never leans on stereotype instead of fleshing out a character as a unique person and there were electric crossbows last season that were designed by that Adam Savage dude from Mythbusters. So but this season, THIS SEASON, is SO good because apparently the show is planning on “switching genres” every season but with the same main cast so now they’ve been running around trying to find each other after everyone got separated at the end of last season (spoiler) and now they’re all in Montana and instead of sci-fi it’s FANTASY which is my FAVORITE. There’s another dimension that’s this great high-fantasy nation called Wendimoor and there’s a door between the valley of Inglenook and this one town in Montana for reasons that I refuse to explain, just watch the show. Ok and in Inglenook, there’s—it’s kind of sketchy how it works but there’s this guy named Panto Trost who has pink hair (his whole family has pink hair and it’s unclear if it’s genetic or if they dye it as a tribal marker or something, and when I first saw it I was like, HOLY SHIT, WHY DID I NEVER THINK OF THAT), and he’s the prince of Inglenook, and there’s this guy named Silas Dengdamor, who’s some kind of minor prince in Inglenook somehow, and THEY. ARE. A GAY INTERRACIAL HIGH FANTASY COUPLE. THEY ARE IN LOVE.

           And the guy who plays Silas, Lee Majdoub, he’s really active on Twitter and Tumblr, which is crazy because almost no one is active on Tumblr under their real name and it’s mostly just depressed young adults like me, but Lee fields questions about the show all the time and talks about how it was an honor to play a gay prince and he has so much love for Silas and he put so much work into this character which you can tell because he has an answer ready for everything. Has he ridden that train we saw? Is he gay or bi or what? What are his hobbies? If he lived in our world what would his favorite movie be? His five favorite songs? Does he agree with his family’s stance on the feud? (Oh my god I forgot to MENTION that the Trosts and the Dengdamors are TWO FAMILIES AT WAR, which makes Silas and Panto basically gay Romeo and Juliet, but hopefully they won’t die but Dirk Gently is a “don’t get attached” kind of show.)

           And did I mention he’s respectful??? My favorite answer he’s ever given is when someone asked him what it was like to kiss Chris Russell (the other actor), which is a question every fucking presumed-straight actor gets when they play a gay role, and since there is a 4 inch height difference between them, Lee answered something like, “It was a little weird because Chris is very tall, so I felt a little like Natalie Portman in Thor. Natalie Portman and I both have dark hair so we’re practically twins.” Also he is very handsome. It is important that Lee Majdoub is very handsome. Okay, it’s important to me.

           Wow, glad I got that off my chest. It’s kind of all I ever want to talk about. Two weeks ago, before I could do my actual writing assignment for the day, I had to freewrite about Kevin Spacey for like AN HOUR. What I wrote ended up being kind of unusable for this class thus far, I just haven’t been pleased enough with the way it handled a very sensitive topic to hand it in, but it was about Kevin Spacey and Jeffrey Dahmer and OUT magazine and news media and Anthony Rapp and me.

           I wanted to write about a historical figure for this paper but all the ones I could think of that I have a strong connection to were gay. While I was typing that sentence, I thought of Dorothy Parker. Well, shit. Another day, then.

           This paper is what we call a RISK!!! pleasedontfailme

           Here are some excerpts from the other three papers I tried to write today:

·         Sometimes I sing and dance in front of them. Sometimes I scream. One time, I stood on a desk.

·         The last time I told her I was proud of her I could only do it because she had consumed an obscene amount of wine and called me to talk about one of Shakespeare’s history plays

·         I am afraid that I am a husk a husk a HUSK a husK a husk a husk a husk of Corn-ell because

I promise these essays were not good. These were the only good parts. I wanted to include them because I wanted you to understand that I covered a lot of fucking ground before settling on whatever the fuck this is. I am sorry if you feel you would rather be reading one of those other essays, but I did not want to write them.

           I just scrolled back up to the top because I remembered abruptly that this essay doesn’t have a name. It’s called Zoom Zoom now. When my sister is bored while she drives, she says, “Zoom zoom! We’re zooming!” She is 24 and has a master’s degree. This particular catchphrase of hers always comes to mind when I try to describe how my brain works—childish, too fast, bored. Her boyfriend says “Brroom brroom” when he drives. I think he picked it up from her. He calls me Thomathy. Because Thomas can be Tom for short and Tom is like Tim and Tim is short for Timothy. Get it? He says “Thomathy” sounds like a disease. I think he likes me anyway. Even though one time during a heated game of Monopoly I told him I would eat chips at his funeral.

           I have three cats. One is ten years old, the other two are one. I have a rabbit. He’s a jerk. That’s all you need to know about me. Oh, I’m from Wisconsin. My favorite color is orange.

           Yeah so thanks for coming to my TED talk. Please buy a t-shirt on my way out, they’re $20. I know TED talks don’t usually have t-shirts but I want your money. Yes. Now scram.

  Are they gone?

Jesus, I’m so fucking tired.

[startofamoment]

It’s me & I’m back with another new AU despite having 10+ WIPs in my drafts!! (Why am I like this??? RIP) Ok so I’ve got a Rosa/Gina Cake Shop AU fic in the works, but since that’s predictably going to take forever for me to finish, here is a list of headcanons for a Jake/Amy version of that AU: 

Charles owns and runs Niko’s (the only cake shop in Brooklyn to boast having the best mouth-feel), and Amy is his acclaimed cake decorator. 

She’s not allowed to touch anything that’s uncooked or not made for decorating; even the buttercream frosting and the fondant icing she uses are made by Charles.

The first time Jake comes into the store, he’s super frazzled because he completely forgot he volunteered to bring cake for the precinct’s annual picnic. 

Charles is worried they won’t be able to finish a Perfect cake by noon, but he accepts the order anyway and even waives the extra rush fee. (”I got you, Jakey! Leave it to me!”)  

Amy is Not Pleased because she is the one who has to figure out how they’re going to get a cake chilled, frosted, and decorated in less than an hour. She’s never one to back down from an organizational challenge though, and she manages to get the cake boxed and ready a whole 4 minutes before Jake comes by to pick it up. 

Jake becomes a regular at Niko’s and always has the most ridiculous orders.

He quickly picks up that Amy is a Type A Perfectionist, so he’s always like, “Alright, today I want... a lopsided cake, tilted exactly 1.5 mm to one side, with a sugar flower 0.78 cm off-center. Oh, and make sure it’s sliced unevenly!”

Amy is appropriately infuriated, but she’s all for fulfilling oddly specific instructions. 

Let’s be honest, all the cake orders land Jake in crushing debt. After he makes his 20th order in two months, Charles starts to get concerned about his finances and starts creating the weirdest discounts/promos.

”50% off for all NYPD detectives whose first names begin with J!” 

“Buy one, get one cake free if you come wearing a leather jacket!!”

“Free cake decorating class if you can quote 20 minutes of Die Hard!” (“Charles, I did not agree to teach this!!!” “AMY, YOU GOTTA.”)

One day, Jake comes in to order a Get Well Soon! cake for his mom, and there is so much love in his descriptions that Amy's like... Damn.

He orders a multi-tier cake and brings in three messy crayon drawings as samples for how each cake layer should be decorated. (”Try not to look too impressed, but these are my earliest masterpieces from my days as a young kindergartner... I stole them from my mom’s fridge while she was napping yesterday.”)

He makes Amy promise on her favorite icing pen that she won’t forget the details on Graham Crackers’s shell. (”This was the last portrait I drew of my dear turtle before he got married and moved in with his wife. Do not ruin this, Amy!”) 

She puts her heart and soul into decorating this cake (possibly even more effort than when she decorated her brother Luis’ wedding cake), and the photo of the finished product definitely gets filed in her portfolio of best works. 

If Amy were to be completely honest, beyond all of Jake’s stupid requests, he’s actually one of the most Earnest and Pure people she knows.

He once overheard Charles stressing over a messed up delivery arrangement and offered to drive the cakes himself. (”Boyle, I can turn on my sirens and be there in no time!”)

He periodically brings coffee for everyone, not just Amy and Charles. He’s even got the janitor’s regular order memorized. 

He got word that Nikolaj’s birthday was coming up, so he put in a secret order for a truck-themed cake. ("Is there a way you can make sure Charles doesn’t find out about this? It’s gotta be a surprise!!!”) 

The first time Jake sees Amy in anything other than her chef’s coat is at Nikolaj’s birthday party, and it’s totally jarring for him. 

He thought she looked pretty in her pristine white uniform with her hair in a neat bun, but when she’s in a red dress and her hair’s all shiny, soft, and let down like that... wow.

He def trips over his words for a good full minute, and Amy just giggles and does the Double Tuck. 

Jake walks in one Saturday afternoon, and Amy immediately gets her notebook and pen out cause oh boy, this is gonna be another doozy. 

After she says she’s ready to take down his order, he blurts out in one breath: “doyouwannagotothemuseumwithme?”

Amy may have been president of her high school’s stenographer’s club, but even she’s not fast enough to jot all of that down. ��Wait, slow down, I didn’t catch that. Did you say museum?”

Jake obviously did not mean for that to be on an actual cake, so he’s just like, “................... Ames.” 

She looks up, and he’s got this shy adorable grin on his face, and then it hits her. “OH. OH. Uhm. Yes? Yes!! I- I’m off in 15??????” 

Charles is watching this entire exchange from the kitchen (he’s got the door cracked open about an inch, just enough for him to hear everything) and he’s SQUEALING because America’s dream couple is finally getting together!!!!!!!!!!!

All the love to @the-pontiac-bandit​ and @jakelovesamy for helping me with some of these and to @elsaclack and @proofthatihaveaheart for listening to me yell about this! ♥♥♥

[daeum]

good luck with all your work bb!! I'm sure you'll do great. don't give up!!!!!!!!

i went to sleep at 4 a.m. yesterday

woke up at 7 a.m. terrified from a nightmare about everyone in my group falling through. it was so vivid i thought it was real life…

lo and behold, no one has responded to any of my emails in the thread despite me repeatedly asking them to do literally two things that would take five min. max.

i keep working on the the design, do additional research for everyone else for THEIR convenience, etc.

it’s now noon and i have work in an hour. everyone’s still dead.

i swipe into work at 1, continue to design, send more emails, do more research bc at this point, i don’t trust anyone.

several hours pass and a couple people complete their tasks, but that’s only bc the one other person who’s actually been on top of their shit has been texting everyone individually bc for some apparent reason they read their texts but not their emails or fb messages lmfao bullshit. we get responses like “oh i didn’t know.” or “oh ok but where should i write all this down?” um……… i sent emails reminding you with direct links bc i KNEW y’all are lazy as fuck and wouldn’t even bother looking through the group drive folder I MADE for YOUR convenience with all the docs properly labeled, my friend sent additional emails, our group advisor sent even more emails, we talked about this two weeks in advance, we emphasized it was crucial i would need this info in our last meeting which is like four days ago, and y’all have the audacity to say you were UNAWARE?

at this point, i am so done but ofc there are additional favors being asked, even more dumb questions that can easily be googled so i do all that shit for them bc what is the point of trusting that they will do it on their own.

more hours pass, i’m still at work and i realize the person who’s supposed to cover the shift after me has not come in. i contact her and she says she’s out of town and she forgot to get someone to cover her shift. lol.

i cover her shift all the while continuing to design and printing out hard drafts for color, margin, and font tests.

it’s like 7pm now and there are still stragglers that have not completed the two tiny things i have asked them to do since friday. fuck you all.

9pm hits and now people start to panic last-minute and start emailing with questions. LOL. i have no sympathy left to even bother replying.

i have officially lost track of time and my own sanity bc it is well past 10pm and the shift i was covering was over more than half an hour ago. missed my chance to go grocery shopping too. damn.

i get home and start working again. midnight hits soon and there is still a couple of people who are editing their two tasks last minute. ha ha.. hah ah aha haha ha……… no.

it is now almost 3:42 a.m. and i am exhausted. i still have a shit ton of work left to do. i would cry but i am so tired i don’t have the energy to spare.

imma kms.

oh yeah, let’s not forget the fact that it was daylight savings so i lost an hour too.

fucking shit.

well, back to work.