#plus it's xavier's birthday so :D

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <333

[jackiequick]

X-Men Evolution — OC 🎸

~ Is this just to fuel my desire for more X-men content? Yes, yes it is. Plus I adore the cartoon I wish it got more traffic because it’s pretty good!

Full name: Hailey Meredith Rose Wright

Nicknames: Hail, Mere, Rosy

Sign: Virgo

Birthday: August 29th

Age: 17-25

Height: 5’5

Parents: Kisa Wright (mom), Charles Xavier (father), Erik Lehnsherr (father-figure)

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Personality: Hailey is a deep thinker, modest, rather picky, analytical, clumsy on occasion, and pretty supportive. However she has a pretty gentle demeanor, kind, very inpatient and soft spoken. She’s often very quiet compared to others, however she doesn’t need to say anything because her behavior and facial expressions say it all.

—Quirks

Fidgets with Objects: Hailey often plays with small metallic objects, like paperclips or coins, subconsciously bending and reshaping them when deep in thought or nervous.

Facial Expressions: She communicates a lot through her expressions, often making her thoughts and feelings known without saying a word.

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Powers: Magnetism. Or as Hailey likes to put it, “It’s like telekinesis but with metallic objects.”

In other words, she can push/pull metallic and magnetic material (ex: attracting a smartphone or repelling metallic robots).

Another instance is bending and manipulating magnetic materials (ex: bending a string of paperclips then reshaping them into tiny hearts or crushing a handful of computers into striking pieces).

Sensing Metal: Over time, she has developed the ability to sense the presence of metal in her surroundings, giving her an edge in unfamiliar environments.

—Personal Skills

Problem-Solving: Hailey's analytical skills make her a natural problem-solver, whether it's figuring out a complex situation or coming up with innovative uses for her powers.

Listening: Her supportive nature and ability to listen make her a trusted confidante among her peers, often helping others work through their issues.

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Appearance and Style

—Clothing Style

Casual Wear: Hailey prefers comfortable, practical clothing nothing too tight or fancy use to her sensitive skin. Think fitted jeans, simple graphic t-shirts, tank-tops and leather jackets. She often incorporates subtle accessories like a big hoop earring or bracelets.

Accessories: She wears a locket that belonged to her mother, made of golden marble, so she can always keep it close using her abilities. She has a handful of earrings and rings in a box, often changing up her appearance with multi-hoop earrings or multiple stylized rings.

—Distinctive Features

Tattoo: Hailey has a small, discreet tattoo of a lightings bolts.

Scars: She has a few minor scars from training and past missions, but none are particularly prominent.

Jewelry: She often wears a small sliver nose ring

���Signature Color Combination

Primary Color: Maroon.

Accent Color: Bronze/Brown.

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—Background and History 🖼️

Years ago, during a visit to California for a conference on genetic diversity, Charles Xavier met a woman named Kisa Wright. Kisa, an associate director for the media, was working at the conference, providing information, filming, and reporting back to the editor for the magazine she worked at. She lived in North Carolina but had flown to California a few months in advance to prepare for the conference. Kisa had tan skin, short brown hair, and a darling smile. Charles found her attractive, kind, and intelligent, often watching her work behind the camera.

During the conference, their eyes met several times, sparking a mutual interest. Once the conference ended, Charles invited Kisa for a cup of coffee. She accepted, and they talked for hours at a nearby coffee shop. Over the week, they continued meeting for lunch, their encounters feeling like dates. Charles flirted, and Kisa smiled at his compliments, though he kept some distance regarding his private life. Kisa respected his boundaries, understanding his busy life.

As the week concluded, they returned to their daily routines. A few weeks later, Kisa discovered she was pregnant. Not wanting to burden Charles, whom she assumed wouldn’t want children, she decided not to inform him. Despite attempting to write to him, the letters never reached Charles for various reasons. Nine months later, Kisa gave birth to Hailey Rose.

Hailey grew up in North Carolina, loving baseball, photography, and fashion. She often accompanied her mother to the studio, watching the behind-the-scenes action of filming, interviewing, and high-quality photography. Life was good until her mother’s career demanded more travel, leaving Hailey often staying at a friend’s house.

When Hailey was 16, tragedy struck. One afternoon, while at a friend’s house, police arrived with devastating news: there had been a bus crash, and multiple people were injured or killed, including Kisa Wright. Hailey, in shock and disbelief, struggled to accept the news, despite her friend’s mother’s comforting words. Just moments earlier, her mother had called, promising to see her soon. Now, she was gone.

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—Aftermath and Discovery 🔬

Grief and Struggle

Emotional Turmoil: Grief took over Hailey as she struggled with the loss of her mother. A part of her felt responsible, believing that her encouragement of her mother’s career might have led to the tragedy. Her mother’s career had inspired Hailey to consider becoming a photographer, but after such a shocking experience, she refused to entertain that idea for herself.

Coping Mechanisms: Hailey often cried herself to sleep and found solace in her mother's belongings, frequently wearing an old-fashioned jacket that had belonged to Kisa. These items provided a comforting connection to her lost mother.

Support System: Hailey’s friends’ family, being close family friends, took her in and supported her through this difficult time, knowing that Kisa would have appreciated their care for her daughter.

— Discovery of Powers 💎

One afternoon in mid-June, Hailey was visiting an old house near a lake, under the care of her mother’s best friend, Ophelia. The location was serene and a welcome escape from the city’s noise. Ophelia, noticing Hailey’s continued struggle with her emotions, suggested she take a moment to stand in the lake and confront her bottled-up feelings. Though hesitant, Hailey agreed.

Emotional Release: Hailey brought her pens, papers, a blanket, and other personal items to the lake. She removed her shoes and waded into the water until it reached her knees. There, she stood, speaking to herself, crying, and eventually letting out a deep breath before screaming at the top of her lungs. Her scream was filled with confusion, pain, anger, and frustration over the past few months.

Manifestation of Powers: As she screamed, her hands open and heart pounding, Hailey felt a sudden burst of energy and a strange sensation between her fingers. When she looked, she realized her necklace, which had been on the blanket behind her, was now in her palm.

To say the girl was shocked and scared would be an insult to her own words.

“What the..?” She mumbled under her breath.

She couldn’t understand how the necklace had moved to her hand without her touching it…

The next few days, Hailey stayed indoors, trying to forget what happened and not speak about it to her Aunt Ophelia in fear she might want her to experience or explore this newfound discovery. Hailey that she was seeing things, as she tried to stay calm and away from the lake, in confusion and frustration of could possibly have caused that.

She knew that the ocean was full of unknown objects and creatures, but she knew that wasn’t it. She thought she was seeing things. As calm as she tried to stay, it seemed like it wasn’t working, as small items next to her start to wiggle around a bit.

She thought she was going nuts when she pointed to her headset that lay on the couch, screaming for the headphones to stop shaking, but it only made it move even more as she flicked her hands, resulting in her headset to go flying backwards hitting the wall instead. To her relief, it didn’t break.

Ophelia heard the noise and went to check on her, as Hailey hurried to pick it up and quickly pulled herself together, telling her that her headphones accidentally fell. Ophelia just nodded and went back, to the kitchen to finish washing the dishes.

Hailey knew she needed to get out of the house, clear her thoughts and grab something to eat, as she grabbed the extra pair of keys and ran.

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Meanwhile at Xavier’s Institute, Cerebro picked up movement of a possible mutant wondering the streets of Upstate New York. Cerebo slowly turned to its analysis on this mutant’s behavior. Xavier assumed it to be Erik, as he knew the man was one to travel, as well as the only other mutant with whom can control metal without their knowledge. That he knows of, that is.

However Cerebo picked it up to be a young female, around 17 years old, who decided to make a run for her after discovering that something different was happening to them. Intrigued and concerned, Charles went Jean Gray to get meet the girl and possibly bring her to the mansion before she can cause any damage to herself or her surroundings.

Jean went and picked up on the girls location, finding her near an empty parking lot, sitting at the curbside picking at her nails listening to music, trying to figure out what to do next. But when Jean tried to carefully confront the girl, she just tried to ignore her and leave, as Jean did her best to avoid any wondering eyes trying to showcase that Hailey wasn’t alone.

Hailey refused to believe her, think Jean was just crazy and stumbled away from her, as Jean tried following her. Hailey found herself in the middle of the parking lot surrounded by objects such as trash, street signs, loose change on the ground and etc.

Jean was trying to ease Hailey and tell her that everything was gonna be alright, but Hailey was scared and uncertain about everything, shouting at Jean to leave her alone as the loose change such as coins went flying and hitting Jean Gray as she tried to block every single one of them.

She didn’t want to hurt anyone or cause an damage, she just wanted to make it stop and yes, Jean was doing everything in her best interest to help her calm down, she could tell that Hailey was impatient and terrified.

She accidentally pushed a coin straight at Jean Gray’s forehead, leaving a small brutal cut. Hailey hissed and winced at the sight, then puffed up her jacket running down the parking lot and into a corner, taking a breathe. However Jean caught up her and with one gentle sigh, she raised her hands in defense in a gesture to showcase she doesn’t want to fight her. Hailey’s hands balled into a tight flaring fist, looking at Jean and took another breath, deciding to give her a chance to hear the women out.

Soon enough, after a few moments, Hailey nodded at the redhead and decided to reluctantly follow her to the school.

There at the school, she was met with plenty of questions and different faces who past her. She saw teens and young adults using their abilities, some were blue, some had crawls and the list went on. Kids running around and others chatting with each other, meanwhile Hailey noticed there were a couple of teens were left to their own devices sitting alone doing an activity.

Jean guided her to entered a room that held a brunette with light eyes sitting down at his desk dressed in a causal suit, while speaking to a young brunette teenager who was wearing a set of deep red sunglasses to cover his eyes. The one with sunglasses stood up from the couch and gave her a kind smile, greeting her, calling himself Scott Summers. The man at the desk wasn’t far behind, genuinely curious and kindly welcomed Hailey, as he said his name was Professor Xavier.

They explained to her about mutants and how they are all different yet unique, that it’s hard however the powers they hold aren’t curses but gifts. Professor Xavier could tell that she was a little shy and trying to take it all in, however he gently encouraged her to try to showcase what she can do.

Hailey hated the several eyes on her, as she requested some space and just have one person in the room. In result, Jean and Scott left, leaving her and Charles to their own devices. Charles slowly turned around to give her his full attention to show him what she believed she can do. Hailey then looked around his desk and reached out her hand to move the small set of paper clips around a bit then pauses.

“Impressive, dear..” Charles said with a soft smile.

She shrugged, “It’s nothing, Professor…it’s uh, been a lot..”

“Ah, I understand. Our machines here picked up on the day your powers first began and sense how anxious you were. And that’s perfectly normal, because it’s a lot to handle. But I promise you, you will get a hang of it.”

“Thank you.”

“Cerebo picked up on what I assumed is your first name, but it didn’t get your full attention..may I asked, what is your name?”

Hailey told him her full name, and who she thought she was. Professor just smiled and nodded, trying to get a sense of the girl, especially due to her last name sounding oddly familiar to him.

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—Truths to be found 🗝️

Time went on, Hailey Rose Wright started to live at the mansion with other students, such as Kitty Pride, Rogue, Evan Daniels and others. She was even being treated well and taught to not be ashamed on her newfound skills. When she wasn’t going to classes and training, which often led to her and the others kids teasing Logan and Storm during lunchtime, she was hanging outside on the basketball court.

A few weeks later, a tall man named Erik Lehnsherr arrived at the school, greeting Raven and other students out front before entering the building. He was walking around, wearing a black turtleneck and dress pants, holding a pair of sunglasses. Hailey was sitting next to one of her friends, Ethan, on the stairs writing with her notebook as she noticed the man make an b-line.

“Who’s that?” She asked, gesturing to the man.

Ethan looked up from his notebook and shrugged, “My dad..don’t mind him.”

“The fu-“

“Long story.”

Charles and Erik were in the office, catching up on things, laughing at each other’s jokes, making suggestions to the staff members…among other things of course. When it came to the students, Charles was hesitant about talking about his latest student but Erik was able to sniff it out of him, having hear from Raven about a new student who shared a similar skill set to him. Charles eventually let it rip, telling him about he believes that Hailey Rose in his daughter, because he recalls meeting her mother once during a conference years back.

Erik almost chocked on his drink at the moment and scoffed, trying to hold back a little smirk. Charles didn’t seemed pleased with his response and Erik grunted, telling his oldest friend to take a moment to reflect and tell this young girl that he’s her father. Erik knows from experience how it is not to tell someone your their parents and how difficult parenting can be, but still he tries.

Two days later, Charles requested for Hailey to meet him in his office, for an important conversation. The brunette thought she was in deep trouble, ready to blame it on Bobby if things went south, as she wondered what was so important. But to her surprise, Charles led the conversation with nothing about school or her powers, but onto who she is. He asked if either of her parents are mutants, because the x-gene sometimes gets past on mainly from the father, as Hailey shook her head.

From what she knows, her mother and father were young, as it was a very short relationship that barely lasted a month. And her mother, Kisa, tried to make contact with her father once or twice by sending letters but they never arrived to her father. Charles nodded, surprised himself about everything he was supposedly hearing as he tried his best to explain things. Hailey questioned whether it was important to know this information, as Charles slowly ripped off the bandage and told her what he assumed was the truth.

That he was her father.

Hailey was in shock and disbelief, listening to Charle’s side of the story. He explained how he met her mother, how he cared for her and how brief their relationship was. He didn’t even know that he had a child in the first place and if he did, he would’ve went searching for her. Hell, Charles even told her how he never received any letters from her mother, assuming they got lost in the mail or something. He apologized for not telling her sooner but he would like to get to know her.

The two had a long conversation in that office regarding the situation at hand.

Hailey was skeptical, confused and vastly concerned about the new information given to her. She had no clue who her father was growing up and often asked her mother, as her mother would always say he was a kind teacher and very intelligent, but he was also a charmer who dazzled him that day. But her mother never said anything about who exactly he was.

Somehow a part of Hailey was pleased with the fact that what her mother said was true, and even though it hurt that they both found out now, she was oddly at ease. She got lucky that her father was an understanding individual, who tough a school for children like her and not some mutant-hating-asshole!

It took an awful long time for Hailey to get used to but due to Charles openness, patience and understanding, the two of them too it slow. And if Xavier had to be honest, he was pretty excited about having a chance to be a father to such a kind young girl.

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—A Family Of Mutants 💿

Over time, Hailey and Ethan became closer as friends, treating one another almost like siblings. The two were rather loner kids when they started out, rather hanging out by themselves and practicing their skills together. As neither one of them truly wanted to be there at first. Often times, you would find the two friends sitting by the courtyard chatting or binge watching Pixar movies together.

Logan would sometimes find the two sneaking off late nights to the kitchen for a midnight snack or to sit on the porch watching the stars. The two eventually did start interacting with other students such as Petra Summers, Rogue, Kitty Pride, Boom-Boom and the others.

However they often get roped into trouble, like when Bobby, Meira, Cole and Jubilee decided to steal The X-Van for a drive as Hailey and Ethan had to stop them.

It was not fun! Thankfully Kurt was able to lend a helping hand and get everyone to safety.

Even if it was wild, they were a family of friends!

Speaking of families, one afternoon Hailey got home from shopping with Amara and the others when she spotted Charles and Erik sat on the couch alone chatting. She knew her father and Erik were old friends, some may even associate themselves as old flames, especially with Erik staying over a lot more often because of help with the students. But this was actually charming to see. She ushered the group to quietly across the living room, having to hush Kurt and Tabitha’s giggles to do, making their way to the kitchen.

Weeks went on, as she noticed the two got closer every visit. Ethan and her found it oddly enough satisfying to see their parents rekindle their old relationship. Because that meant they would be spending more time together and less time telling the students to go study.

The two friends made a silent promise to act like nothing happened and everything was right in the world every single time their parents hung out together. Other days it was obvious Charles and Erik were pleased to see one another and some days it seemed that they were hiding it very well. But everyone knew if their Professor

“Good morning, my darlings.” Charles said, rolled in one morning into the kitchen to get himself some coffee and smiled.

Hailey sat next to Amara sharing slices of bacon and replied, “Hey, what’s on the agenda for today?”

Bobby exclaimed, “Please no training with Scott! Logan at least makes us play outside!”

Kurt joked, “My tail is itching to go play in the pool later!”

“You just want to be around Tabitha again…” Ethan muttered biting into his toast.

Charles smiled and hushed their voices, “Now, now, children. I know we all plan on different activities for today and we will get to do the. But first Mr. Lehnsherr is coming over to have a language lesson for you all to practice.”

“Why do we need to learn another—ow!” Bobby exclaimed but was cut off by Ethan who elbowed him in the chest.

“You will all need learn to pick up another language besides English, because you never know where your next assignment would take you.” Charles explained smiling before rolling away, “Enjoy your breakfast!”

Some of the students all shared a few giggles and looks watching the professor roll away to his office. It was gonna be a great day!

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[storiesbyjes2g]

3.187 Passing the keys

That night, I went back to the rental website to fill the vacancy because it didn't make sense to wait. The house had been sitting all this time, waiting to generate income for us, and it was past time I did something about it. I decided to rent to the older gentlemen, but his application was no longer available. I was kind of bummed because I had already formed a picture in my mind of what he would be like based on the information he shared on the application, and now I'd have to start over. The plus side is that I found a young family like I originally wanted, so I accepted their application right away. In the morning, I got a notification saying they had moved in already, so I went over there after breakfast to introduce myself and get to know them. The application stated they were a married couple with twin infants. The house wasn't exactly setup for two babies, but they can make it work.

As I approached the door, I overheard them arguing, and my whole body tensed up. They reminded me of Mama's friends, who stayed with us and argued literally day and night. I hope to the Watcher these two are not like that. I pressed my ear to the door to see if I could get an idea of what the issue was. It turns out the woman was flustered because she saw a lost dog who needed help but ignored it. She felt guilty about it and wanted to go back and find the dog, but the husband didn't get it. He was very dismissive and said dogs get lost all the time and it was none of her business if someone can't keep track of their animal. Oh boy. This better not be a bad omen. I knocked, hoping to interrupt him berating her, and they let me in. Owen and Jilliana Sage are their names. Owen works at a store and seemed to have a good sense of humor, so maybe he's not so bad. Jilliana is more serious and super smart. She works at the space center, but I don't remember what she said she does there.

She tried to introduce me to the babies, Xavier and Zahava, but they both started screaming because Owen had the TV way too loud. Xavier calmed down enough to let me hold him, though. He was so tiny and made me miss Desiree at that age. I didn't intend to spend the day with them, and they clearly had things to do, so I told them to call me if they needed anything and made my exit.

I had to pass by Chi Chi's house on the way back home, so I stopped by to tell her we were moving to Gibbs Gardens soon. She was bummed about not being around the corner from us anymore, but relieved we weren't leaving the city. Behind her eyes, however, there seemed to be more than just disappointment at losing her favorite neighbor. I asked if something was wrong, and in Chi Chi-like fashion, I got way more than I bargained for.

As she began this tale, my initial reaction was to beat myself up again about not being a good friend because the details of her story started a while ago. But I stopped those thoughts before my brain ran away with them. We all have super busy lives. No one has time to be involved at such a granular level anymore, and no one is expecting us to know everything. I am a good friend, and I don't have to know every detail to prove it. Come to think about it, my friends—minus Dub—know less about me than I know about them. Needless, I'm done with stressing myself about this.

Chi Chi's woes began with her birthday a few weeks back. Like many women her age (especially when they are as fine as she is), she didn't handle the adult birthday well. Of course, she knew her body would change, but like me, seeing it hit differently. Between that and the little lines creeping from the corners of her eyes and across her forehead, she's feeling frumpy. I almost laughed. She is still one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Frumpy where?? She would turn heads wearing a paper bag. I bet she could gain 300 pounds, shave off her hair, and still have a trail of thirsty men following her everywhere. Still, if the aging stuff was the only thing she had to deal with, she would be fine in time. The problem is all her other worries reinforce the aging issues, and she is struggling. The short version of the story is her life has not turned out how she imagined. She once told me she wanted to remarry and have more kids, but all the dates she's been on led nowhere. Now, as an adult, she's thinking about giving up on that dream, especially when she's about to be a grandmother! Karmine, her daughter, is grown grown now. She moved her boyfriend into the house without even discussing it. Then, she got pregnant and moved out, so Chi Chi is all alone in the house with nothing but these crushing thoughts to keep her company, and she's not doing that great.

I had no idea if it would help, but I decided to share my midlife crisis story. It felt wrong at first because I never told Sophia I was struggling, but if Chi Chi can walk away feeling better, the discomfort will be worth it. Even though her story is different, I identified with everything she said because I realized life rarely turns out exactly how we plan. The reason is because we never factor in trouble or change. Our plans are always perfect and positive. When change and trouble comes, we feel out of control, like our world is falling apart. But the world isn't falling apart. It's the same as it always was. We just haven't taken off our rose-colored glasses yet.

I told Chi Chi everything would be okay, and she should look at it from a positive perspective. Because she's not starting a new family, and is an empty nester, she's got so much extra time to do all those bucket list things she's been looking forward to. And since she won't have any young children to raise, she has time to time to be super grandma and help her daughter through those oh so difficult first two stages. She's still really young and can reinvent herself if she wanted. And when love finally finds her again, and I believe it will, it will be all about them with no one else coming between them. They'll grow old together and be annoyingly in love.

Like I said, I have no clue if my little pep talk helped, but at least I left her smiling. Kinda like grieving, she'll find her way to accepting her new normal, and when she does, she'll appreciate the picture I painted for her.

[gerec]

Kianspo bday, is that a co-written?

Haha I wish!! Though sadly no; it’s a continuation of the fic I started for Kianspo’s birthday based on her prompt :D Here’s a bit from Erik’s POV:

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The first time the name comes up is during an informal gathering in Erik’s study, where Emma and Azazel are attempting to drink him - and each other - under the table. Azazel is sprawled lazily over two different armchairs, jacket discarded and long forgotten, while Emma sits primly on the satin sedan, with only the slightest flush of her cheeks to hint at their current level of inebriation. Erik is seated behind his desk with his head in his arms, the wine making everything soft and fuzzy, enough to temper his mood just a little after a long and frustrating day.

“No, no I don’t want to talk about the stalled negotiations with France, or Magda being a week overdue, or how I’m going to gut Sebastian Shaw when I get my hands on that treacherous bastard,” he groans, almost knocking over the row of empty bottles lined up before him with an errant hand. “Tell me something else; anything that doesn’t make me want to pull my hair out, or I’m having the two of you replaced.”

The threat doesn’t even register beyond Azazel’s amused snort, and Emma just arches a brow imperiously from across the room. “You don’t trust anyone else, Your Majesty, or you’d have already replaced us,” she says, with the air of someone who knows she’s speaking the unvarnished truth. “And there’s no one else available that can handle you and your moods.”

“Yes, what she said,” Azazel adds with a hiccup.

“Luckily I do have something to share that I think you’ll appreciate.” Grinning, Emma taps a sculpted fingernail absently against the crystal flute in her hand. “Two new concubines arrived just yesterday from America. Warren Worthington and Charles Xavier. Moira has them settled in close to Jean and Ororo…in case you want to work off your bad mood with a bit of vigorous bed play.”

Erik groans – he should never have agreed to set up a bloody harem of all things, regardless of tradition and Emma’s dogged insistence. Yes, it does provide a rather good cover for bringing people from all over the world to Genosha; specifically others like them, with powerful gifts that might be useful for statecraft and war. But it makes Erik look like the worst kind of tyrant and lech, to have a harem of fifty – fifty! – concubines to service his sexual needs.

Never mind that he’s only slept with a handful of them, and hasn’t even met any of the new arrivals from the past couple of months.

“I’m busy.”

“It’s sex. I’m sure you can make time for sex.”

“I’m married.”

“Politically motivated arranged marriage, plus your wife agreed to the harem. Also, she’s nine months pregnant, Erik, so I know you’re not getting any sex from her.”

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[gcbrielst]

a XAVIER SERRANO lookalike just rolled into new york city in their porsche 911 gts. gabriel trevino just had a birthday bash for his twenty third birthday. i doubt he’ll make it here in new york city since i hear he tend/s to be choleric, but on the other hand he is jovial. (cismale & he/him) ]

hey there, friends !! i’m aj and i’m stoked as hell to be here !! i’ve been stalking the group for a bit now and w/ my semester finally over i have time to rp thank gosH. but yeah it’s nice to meet you all & below is more about the trash king gabe :’)

TW for death and drug addiction*

okay so pretty much gabe is a really laid-back, go w/ the flow type of fella. he’s all about spontaneity and loves doing anything as long as he’s having fun (n everyone else is too ofc ofc) but the second someone fucks up he’s like the hulk fejiaolkm

most of his money comes from himself rather than his family name, inheritance, etc. don’t get me wrong, his parents owned several of their own vineyards in california & italy so they were pretty financially packed from that, not to mention they were pretty well known from it back in chicago, but as gabe got older he started making more bank from his own occupation (which will be mentioned in a few bullet points !!) 

death trigger warning right here y’all -- his parents died when he was twelve bc of a drunk driver on their way home from an event. thankfully, their family friends decided to take gabe in and adopt him as their own a year after

he was always close to his parents, his dad in particular, so his loss had a huge toll. he became moody, isolated himself from most people he encountered, and pretty much your average angsty teen fheiaojglkh

drug addiction tw -- by the time he was sixteen, he had a few close friends he actually trusted. however, they were the “bad crowd” so to speak and only were interested in his fortune/taking advantage of his “rich kid” perks. they got him hooked on some pretty hardcore drugs for a while and it pretty much almost fucked up his entire life. a year later, though, his adoptive parents found his stash in his room and sent him off to rehab for three months, which got a lot of press coverage w/ the headlines going crazy smh

fast forward to when gabe was nineteen, he decided to become a professional dj !! he took classes, pretty much dedicated his entire life to perfecting his skills. he managed to get the hang of it pretty quickly and found himself genuinely passionate about it, so he worked his ASS off to get gigs and build his own little empire all the while moving to new york (for a new change of pace and to leave behind his past, so to speak)

and now, four years later, he’s accomplished pretty much that and doing gigs all over the place. plus he managed to move his adoptive parents out to new york to stay close to him

bc he’s doing what he loves it gives him a pretty easy-going and friendly vibe. he’s so happy he gets to dj and is booking pretty great gigs w/ a biG sum of money as compensation by the end. 

gabe loves telling jokes and trying to lift everyone’s spirits even if he doesn’t know the whole story as to why someone is upset in the first place

you know pauly d from jersey shore ?? he’s pretty much like him personality-wise bc i’m trash for that show 

that’s just an idea of gabe for now !! i know this is shitty but i’m sure i’ll develop him a bit more later on but for now that’s all i got :~) so give this a little like if you’d like to plot with him and i’ll message u !

[warrioroflondonbelow]

NAME:  Christine (Some say it Christiiiine *sings in the Phantom of the Opera tune* or chrisTINE!!! xD) NICKNAME: Chris, Chris-Chris, Christeeney (by my family usually), Gingy, Capitan Eagle Eye, Internet Daughter  FACE CLAIM: James Mcavoy for Richard PRONOUNS:  She/Her/Why Are You Like This/Oh no.... HEIGHT: 5′4-5′5 ft (Somewhere around those heights?) BIRTHDAY: St. Paddy’s Day! (March 17! ^^) THE LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO:  Double Trouble- Harry Potter OST (What? It’s Halloween. Tis’ the season for spooky :D ) FAVORITE  MUSE (S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN:  Frankly, I think that Richard is definitely one of my favourites. He’s just so much fun to write for! However, I do admit that I love writing for my other muses (Davy and Ash) who are on another blog, although I haven’t touched them in a while :(

AESTHETIC: Cozy sweaters, the colour yellow, ALL THE BOOKS/libraries), Sunflowers, light raindrops, wine, leather jackets, mugs, deep red lipstick, open fields, spooky/dark woods, Balletinas, indie music, my circle shades, stars

GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT:

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE:  I had just finished reading the book Neverwhere and loved the character of Richard. I thought he was such a kind, funny, and surprisingly brave character who went through a lot of character development in the story. Plus, the story itself is so good! (Also, I had a bunch of James Mcavoy icons lying about from my Charles Xavier blog and thought he would be perfect as the FC for Richard Mayhew.)

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVORITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE: I love how dynamic and real Richard can be. Sure, most of the time people see him as a kind/nice guy who’s a bit of a coward and push-over, and not to mention clumsy. (Hell, he even sees himself as this way.) However, what’s dynamic about him is that he has flaws and strengths that come out when he leasts expects them to. For example, there are times where in somebody he cares about is being harassed or picked on, Richard will surprisingly stand up for them (in sometimes the most badass way possible) just because he wants to protect the ones he loves. He can actually be so selfless and brave without him truly knowing it. As for his flaws, I at least write him as having temper issues which I thought was an interesting add to his usually calm and innocent personality. Plus, there are times where in he can be too reckless and/or selfish.So, yeah, to sum it up I love how dynamic Richard is, but most of all how kind he is. I can only aspire to be as kind as he is haha.

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING:  My partners. Friends. And the source material for Richard.

FAVORITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS:  Angst. Oh my gosh I love it! Wether it be romance angst, friendship angst, or even dark/violent angst. Basically, something that keeps me at the edge of my seat and plays with my emotions. However, there are a lot of times where in I love adorable fluff to, or at least anything that helps improve the dynamic between mine and the other muse.

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE: Having the energy to do drafts.

TAGGED  BY: @ericbrandonrp,  @ophelia-hendrix, @xdiaryofavixen  TAGGING: Anybody who’d like to! :)

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12.

Darnell

Looking across the table at Millz, I could tell she was upset about that shit Bianca pulled at my shop. Shit, I was upset and that had nothing to do with me. Prophet has got to be the biggest whore on this planet; the nigga sticks his dick in everything.

“Are you alright Millz?” I asked her while she picked at the food on her plate.

“I’m irritated as hell. He’s always in some bullshit. Now he has this bitch pregnant.”

“I swear to God when that girl brought up babies I thought I was having a flashback. What was she talking about other girls having his baby for? What was that about?” Shante asked her.

“It’s he say, she say as far as I’m concerned. I’ve heard that he had kids on me but I never seen them, nobody has ever approached me talking about they have his baby and he denies it. Now this bitch comes out the wood work talking about the baby is his when just last week she tried to make Trouble think it was by him.”

“You think Prophet really fucked her?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised, that’s what he does. He chases hoes; I just don’t have time for this shit. This bitch talking about our babies are siblings and shit. Nah she can get the fuck outta here with that shit.”

“Well if it is his, they do Millz.”

“Yeah each other, and that’s it. His illegitimate kids don’t count in my book.” She shrugged. “I’m tired of the bullshit man.” She shook her head.

I didn’t even bother saying anything else. There would be no point in doing that. Millz is going to do whatever she wants anyway.

“What’s going on with you and Xavier?” Shante asked me.

“Nothing I’m single.”

“Wait what? You guys broke up?” She looked at me shocked.

“Not formally but you don’t get to ignore me for weeks and think we’re still good so I’m done.”

“I need to know what the hell happened.”

“He was mad about me going to Miami, talking about my leaving out the blue was childish. We got into an argument and he left. I really haven’t spoken to him since then.”

Since I went to Miami, Xavier has been distant and I can’t understand why. He was mad about me just up and leaving without saying anything. I get why he would be upset about me not saying anything but it doesn’t really call for him avoiding me. I called that nigga for days and he wouldn’t pick up the phone but he would text me saying that he was busy.

“It’s not even that deep that was how long ago?” Millz rolled her eyes. “He’s on some bullshit.”

“Come on now, you don’t know that.” Shante said but I shook my head chuckling. She knew damn well he was on some bullshit but she believes he’s a good guy so she doesn’t want me to just drop his ass.

“Oh please, you’ve been in this shit longer than I have. You’re never too busy to pick up the damn phone for at least thirty seconds, especially if you got time to text that you’re busy five times out the day.” I told her. “He’s been on some bullshit, I haven’t seen the proof yet but I’m far from stupid.”

“What makes you think it’s cheating though Darnell?”

“I know Xavier, Shante. I know how he is, he’s damn near addicted to sex so if I haven’t seen this nigga in weeks he’s not fucking me. Who else is he fuckin? The last time I checked, he worked under Trouble so how is that the boss can make it home every night but Xavier is nowhere to be found? Even Vick goes home; he’s on some other shit. So, as far as I’m concerned he can kiss my ass.”

“When is the last time you’ve talked to him?”

“Two weeks ago and I didn’t speak to him. It was a text, he said he was busy and I just left it at that. I’m single, he can really kiss my whole ass.” I shrugged.

The last thing I was going to do was chase a nigga or try keeping a nigga that clearly doesn’t want to be kept. If the only time you can say something to me is you texting that you’re busy, fuck you. Keep your busy ass where you are.”

“Well you know you gotta make the shit official right.” Millz raised her eyebrow at me. “I’m just saying, everybody knows what that in a relationship shit on your facebook is for. Why not change it.”

“You’re a little trouble maker, always have been.” Shante shook her head at Millz.

“Oh well,” She shrugged. “Change it D, aint no point in waiting.”

“Change that shit and watch the nigga pop up quicker than fish grease. I mean, if you’re doing it for attention it’ll work. As soon as those little thirsty biddies see that you’re single, they’re going to know he’s single. It’ll get his attention quick.”

“I don’t want his attention though. He can really stay where he is.”

“Mhm sure you don’t want his attention.” She smirked at me. I waved her off and pulled my phone out and went on facebook. I hesitated for a minute before I finally change the status of my relationship then deleted all the pictures of him off my page.

“You really did it, damn I didn’t expect you to listen to me.” Millz laughed. “Watch he show up to your house on some angry shit.”

“He won’t be showing up anywhere because I have plans with Selena tonight. If the nigga thinks I’m about to sit at home and wait on him he has life fucked up.” I shrugged.

***

“Damn thickums, okay bitch.” Selena shouted when she opened her apartment door for me. “You look good D. You wanna come in and get something to drink?”

“Nah I’m good, are you ready?”

“Yeah hold up,” She ran and grabbed her purse then came walking out her door and locked it up. “I’m glad you wanted to chill with me. Stacks been having Gia’s ass on lock lately.”

“I know she told me, I didn’t have anything to do and it’s been a minute since I went out so here I am. Where are we going?” I asked as we walked down her hallway.

“So this nigga I’m fuckin’ with owns this club called Empire.”

“Empire? Wait hold up,” I paused putting my hand up. “Is his name Lock?”

“Yeah, you know him?”

“Yes I know him, and his girlfriend. You do know he has one right?”

“I knew about shorty but he told me they broke up like two weeks ago, that’s when he started coming at me different. How do you know him?”

“He works with my brother, so he invited you out tonight?”

“Yeah, it’s going to be fun. Everything is on him.” I nodded my head but an uneasy feeling came over me because I knew if Lock was there he definitely wasn’t the only one. Somebody was going to run and tell Xavier they saw my ass in a club, that’s if he wasn’t in there himself. All I know is if I see the nigga who is “busy” but has his ass in the club. Somebody was getting snuffed tonight.

When we got to Empire we got put in our own section and bottles were immediately given to us once she gave them her name. I guess Lock was a little serious about her because for as long as I’ve known him he’s never did anything for a broad. He wouldn’t even buy a bitch a drink.

“This is so nice, I’ve never been here before.” She told me over the music.

“It is nice, it really be poppin’ when he throws parties for people.” Empire was Lock’s club and it was alright but he made the most money when it was an occasion. Everybody in the crew threw their birthday parties and celebrated here.

“There he is right there.” She pointed across the way at Lock who was making his way over to us. I just shook my head because he wasn’t even alone, he had a couple of niggas with them. I knew all of them and I know at least one of them were going to be calling Xavier on my ass.

Lock got to our section and hugged Selena then looked at me with a shocked expression on his face before giving me a hug. “What are you doing here D?”

“This is my girl, she told me to come with her. I didn’t know you were fuckin’ with her. What happened with ole girl?”

“Man she was on some bullshit, I can’t take the insecure bullshit. You know how I’m comin.”

“I got you,” I told him while nodding. I gave every other guy a hug then sat back down to pour myself a drink.

“X know you here?” Lock asked me.

“We aint together so nope,”

“Since when?”

“Since I said so, just keep me being here to yourself.”

“I’ll put it like this, I’m not going to call that man and tell on you but I’m not lying for your ass either. You know he pops up over here on some random shit.”

“Yeah aight,” I waved him off then went on about my business with my drink. I wanted to get as far away from them niggas as possible. I wasn’t worried about Selena since she was here with Lock, I know for a fact he wouldn’t let anything happen to her so she’s good.

I sat at the bar ordering shots and drinks for I don’t even know how long. All I know is by the time I got my ass up I was feelin’ nice as hell so I made my way to the dance floor just as the DJ threw on some old shit by playing Lollipop by Lil Wayne. It was like I had a flashback to my ratchet college days because I started shaking my ass like crazy.

Some nigga was brave enough to come behind me and started dancing with me. I usually would move but fuck it, I wanted to have fun plus whoever the nigga definitely knew what he was doing. Once the song was over I started to walk away because I had a real bad feeling the nigga I just had my ass all over was ugly. Just as I got back to the bar my hand was grabbed so I turned around. I was about to snatch away until I saw this fine ass chocolate nigga standing there.

“At least let me get your name before you run off on some Cinderella shit.” He smiled while looking me up and down.

“You don’t need to know my name,” I told him. “Trust me if you knew my name you would back up real quick.”

“Try me ma,”

“Darnell…Darnell Diamond.”

“Diamond? I heard about your people, respect. I’m not backing up though. Can I get you a drink?”

“Nah bruh she’s good.” I heard from the side of me. I didn’t have to turn around to know it was Xavier, he would be the only cock blocking me.

“You good shorty?” Ole boy asked me. I just nodded so he would walk off and he did with a smirk on his face. As soon as I turned to face Xavier he had the screw face on. He was pissed off but I really didn’t give a flying fuck. He could be mad all he wanted to.

Xavier

I was sitting up in Lock’s office at Empire picking up some money when some little niggas come in running off at the mouth. I really aint think shit about it until I heard them describing somebody that sounded familiar to me.

“She is thick as fuck. That nigga Jah always bagging some fine ass bitches. You see all that damn hair on her head?” One of them said.

“That shit was a weave nigga.” The other one countered back.

“Nah that wasn’t a weave. That shit looked real to me.”

“Who the fuck y’all niggas talking about?” Lock asked them after he handed me the duffle bag full of money.

“Man this nigga Jah downstairs dancing with some fine ass bitch. Tall, thick, got long ass hair going down her back. Shorty is bad as fuck.” Lock got up and looked down at the dance floor then came over to me. 

“Aye bruh, they’re talking about Darnell.”

“What?” He pointed downstairs and I got up to go look and she had her ass all up on some nigga on the dance floor. “What the fuck?”

“She came here with shorty I invited. She said y’all weren’t together.”

“That’s what she said?” I nodded. “Aight, I’ll be right back.”

“Aye bruh, don’t do no bullshit in my joint man.”

“I got you,” I went and took the duffle bag out to my car then came back inside. When I got back in I saw Darnell walking away from dude and over to the bar so I went over there. By the time I reached her she had some nigga in her face asking to get her a drink.

“Nah bruh she’s good.” I answered before she could. This nigga looked at me then at her.

“You good shorty?” I had half a mind to bust this nigga in his shit but I told Lock I was going to chill. I’ll see that nigga around again though. When Darnell turned around to face me she gave me the look of death. I knew she was mad at me, I went M.I.A on her, of course she’s going to be mad but this having niggas all over her shit aint working for me.

“You know you got a lot of fuckin’ nerve Xavier.” She rolled her eyes at me and tried to walk off but I grabbed her arm. “Get the fuck off me!”

“Why the fuck are you screaming? Chill with that shit and let me speak to you.”

“Fuck you nigga.”

“Darnell, I’m only going to ask you one time. After that I’m doing what the fuck I want, now can I speak to you?”

“Hell no,” She tried to walk past me but I grabbed the back of her top pulling her close to me then walked outside of the club pulling her right along with me. When we got outside she snatched away from me. “Stop dragging me like I’m a fuckin’ rag doll or something.”

“I asked you to come out nicely but you didn’t do that.”

“We don’t have shit to speak about. You been ignoring me and now that you see a nigga in my face you wanna talk. Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit.”

“Did I like seeing that nigga in your face no, you’re right about that but I’ve been busy. I just got back up here two days ago. I’ve been trying to get my shit together.”

“Like I give a fuck.”

“Are you going to let me tell you what the fuck has been going on or are you going to stand here and be childish?”

“Childish? Nigga, don’t try me for real don’t do it. You’ve been missing for weeks and now you wanna explain what the fuck you been doing?”

“Yea-“

“X?” Hearing my name we both turned around and my eyes almost bucked out of my head when I saw my ex Jenna standing there. “I thought that was you. How have you been?” She came over and hugged me. Once she let me go she stepped back some smiling. “Damn, you’re still fine as hell too.”

“I know you see us talking.” Darnell snapped at her with her hands planted on her hips.

“Alright and?” Jenna looked her up and down then turned her attention back to me. Before she could even open her mouth to speak, Darnell snatched her ass up and popped her in the face. The shit was so hard I heard something crack; telling me Darnell just broke something on this girls face. As if the sound effect wasn’t enough Jenna’s nose just started gushing blood.

Darnell went to clock her ass again but I grabbed her around the waist and made her back up. “Who the fuck you think you talking to bitch!”

“Darnell chill, you got her baby don’t do that shit again.”

“Who the fuck is that?” She pushed me away from her. “That bitch walking up and hugging you like she fuckin’ know you, like I’m not standing there talking to you nigga, who the fuck is she?”

“You stupid bitch!” Jenna tried to run up on Darnell but D just caught her with a two piece dropping her to her the floor. I wish she would’ve stopped there but she didn’t she just pounced on the girl and started beating the hell out of her.

This is the main reason I always try to keep her crazy ass calm. Darnell is dangerous as hell when she’s mad. She does some crazy shit. If you get into with her you’re leaving with something either broken or damaged. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her fight and the other person not end up a bloody ass mess.

I went over and picked Darnell up off of her feet and started walking across the street to my car. “Let me go Xavier! I don’t play with these bitches and they fuckin’ know that! I swear to God on my fuckin’ life if I see that bitch again my heel is going through her fuckin’ skull!”

I got my doors unlocked and put her in on the passenger side. “Can you calm the fuck down? You better hope she doesn’t get your crazy ass locked up!”

“I got bail money bitch! Who the fuck is that bitch Xavier? Don’t try and bullshit me my nigga!”

“Aint nobody bullshitting you man. Chill yo ass the fuck out. Where’s your stuff?”

“Selena has my purse in the club.”

“Stay right here man, I swear to God Darnell if you get your ass out this fuckin’ car I’m fuckin’ you up myself.”

I went in the club and got her stuff from ole girl she was with then came back out to the car. “Did you drive here?” I asked after sliding into the driver’s seat.

“No, I caught a cab to her apartment and we caught a cab here. Xavier just take me home, my head is killing me I’m just ready to lay down.”

“Nah you coming with me, we’re handling this shit tonight.”

“There’s nothing to handle. You think you can just go missing for weeks, ignore my ass and come back like wasn’t shit wrong? Even if something did happen with you going out of town, you said you came back two days ago. Why am I running into you in a fuckin’ club? Anything could’ve been wrong and you wouldn’t have been there because you wanna be petty.”

“Trust and believe I know about everything you’ve been doing while I was gone. You think I don’t have eyes on you at all time Darnell? Come on ma, use your common sense.”

“Oh so you have people stalking me but you can’t talk to me? Wow, something is really wrong with you my nigga.”

“Think what you want, but you’re coming with me like I said.” I shrugged before starting my car and pulling off.

The whole drive to my house she sat with her arms crossed pouting like a big ass baby. I wanted to reach over and pluck the shit out of her lips for doing that dumb shit but I let it rock. With the attitude she got right now she’ll try to swing on me in this damn car. I’m not tryna die tonight so I’ll just wait to handle it.

When we pulled up to my house we got out of the car and I unlocked the door for her. As soon as we stepped in my dog Cane came running up to her. Usually she would bend down and play with him but her mean ass just stomped up the damn steps.

“You killing me with this baby shit you doing right now Darnell.” I said while following her up the stairs.

“Nigga, you could’ve taken me home but you didn’t want to do that so deal with it.” We went into my bedroom and I walked over to my dresser and pulled the top drawer open.

“You ready to listen to me now?” I asked her.

“Xavier say what you have to say aight, I don’t feel like dealing with the bullshit man.”

��Watch your mouth aight,” I grabbed the piece of paper from my drawer then went over and handed it to her. “This is why I was gone.”

“What is this?” She took it and looked at it. When she realized what it was her mouth dropped. “Oh shit, damnit Xavier why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t tell anybody. My mama called me and told me so I just got up and drove down to Virginia.”

“Alright but I would’ve been there for you Xavier. Your grandmother dying isn’t something small. How long were you down there?”

“The whole time I was M.I.A I was down there. I should’ve called you and told you but I didn’t and I realize that was fucked up. I’m sorry about that alright.”

She looked up at me then placed my grandmother’s obituary on my bed. “I accept that, you really had me ready to kill you bruh.”

“I know that, I’m sorry. Calling you and telling you about it didn’t even pop up in my head and every time you hit me up I was with my mother making sure she was good. I’m sorry for real.”

“I just told you I accept your apology but you better not ever pull no shit like that again.”

“I won’t I got you trust me. Can I have a kiss now?”

“Hell no, you can tell me who the fuck that bitch at the club was though.”

“Jenna, I dealt with her a few years ago.”

“So she’s your ex, okay that explains why you looked stuck when you saw her. I don’t like the bitch though, I don’t like the way she came at you and I don’t like how she disrespected me so if I ever see you around that bitch again it’s going to be some problems.”

“I hear you,”

“Nah I don’t need you to just hear me. I need you to understand and listen. The next time that bitch tries me I’m going to break more than her damn nose. I’m not playing.” She got up and walked in the bathroom leaving me there shaking my head.

Darnell is a different type of woman, I’ve never dated or dealt with somebody like her before. She goes harder than most niggas I know. The day Vick introduced me to her he told me she was difficult to handle because not only does she have a temper, she fights like a damn man and he was right.

When I first met shorty she was always into it, a lot like Millz is right now. Every other day she was in a fight, or she was beefin’ with somebody and I had to dead all of that shit. I love the fact that she can handle herself but it’s a time and place for everything and I had to teach her that. So now, if it doesn’t involve her cousins she better not be fighting if it’s for something stupid. She’s too damn grown to be fighting all the time plus she has a lot to lose and I don’t want her to get locked up over some bullshit.

Around the time when we first started talking I saw with my own two eyes how bad she could get. I’ve seen Darnell cut somebody; I’ve seen her bust bitches in the head with bottles multiple times. She’s stabbed a nigga in the club; she even shot a bitch before over some dumb shit. When she gets mad she loses her common sense and just reacts and that’s her biggest problem.

The only reason I was letting tonight slide is because Jenna had that shit coming. She disrespected Darnell so I let my girl get that off but I can promise that shit aint happening again. I’ll slap the shit out of a bitch before I let her do something stupid and lose everything she built. We’re not doing that shit over here.

[fyeahwynonnaearp]

What Just Happened?!?: She Ain’t Right (S02E04)

What. W H A T. T H E. F U D G E N U G G E T S. WTF. WTF. WTF. WTF. WTF. WTF. WTF?!? JUST HAPPENED?!?!?

So this is late because that episode killed me and I’ve risen from the dead just in time for tonight’s episode to completely slay me. If the cast is freaking out about it, then what the hell is going to happen?!?

Monster(s) of the Week Potential Big Bad Kind

WomanInBlack!Mercedes Gardner (@DaniKind): It was sad to think Wynonna’s sassy friend died, which was a shame because she was an awesome bitch. But, she’s still here! Stolen face, healthy bacon obsession, and Gardner Family creepy-incesty-vibes and all!

WomanInBlack!Beth Gardner (@meghanheffern): “She’s putting on her face.” It was such an innocuous statement...until it wasn’t. 

The Goo™: Likes early morning walks in winter, having fun, and a sucker for shiny things. May or may not have a thing for a certain ‘ginger butch cop’ and might make you kiss your older sister for shits and giggles. A problematic child that has your back if you happen to lose a limb.

Final Thoughts (No Spoilers)

We knew from season one that this show moves fast. They like to dodge,dip,duck,dive,and dodge all of our expectations and theories, but will turn around and give us something that we Earpers joke about and not expect that they will actually do it! This episode was an emotional roller coaster and it wasn’t until I was staring blankly at my TV two hours after it aired that I realized there was no WayHaught...and I was completely okay with it.

The plot of this season is definitely starting to separate itself from the Earp Curse. Some people might hate it and feel that the show is tackling too many things at once and need to focus on killing the Revenants, but I appreciate this. By not focusing on Revenants, this gives justification as to why more seasons are needed (story-wise). Plus, we know there are more than just humans-turned-demons and I like seeing how it develops Wynonna from reluctant hero to actually-wants-to-save-the-day.

The Earp sisters are definitely at the forefront of this episode. In the beginning of the season, I definitely questioned why won’t Waverly just talk to Wynonna about her issues. But then I remembered, Wynonna left Waverly and has been gone for three years before coming back and on-and-off before then. As close and as protective Wynonna is, she did abandon and leave Waverly alone in the past (whether it was by her choice or not). So, it makes sense why Waverly wouldn’t really have heart-to-heart talks with her big sister because in all actuality, how well do they really know each other? Especially since Wynonna might not even know when Waverly’s birthday is.

Read on for spoiler laden rants, freak outs, and (probably) incorrect theories. SO: This is super late because as I was about to post this, my laptop freaked out and shut down. Like, now my Mac HD disk needs repair, had to install OS on my external hard drive, and I needed to do a complete erase/redo of my laptop. Wynonna Earp broke my computer.

10 Things That Happened/I Learned

1. Dolls is a fire-breathing maybe-dragon! (ex?) Deputy Marshall Xavier Dolls from Arizona can breathe fire! This is NOT a drill. Jokes about LizardDemon!Dolls are over. It became real. This is real life.

2. Jeremy Chetri is an adorable gay, even if he can’t start fires with his mind. He has a fanboy!crush on Doc and doesn’t want Dolls to get the wrong impression that he’s straight when Rosita was flirting with him. Because, you know, Dolls helped him do a chin-up one time. So, as of now, The Squad™ is at least half-unicorn: confirmed!Lesbian Officer Nicole Haught, unconfirmed!Bisexual Waverly Earp, confirmed!Gay Jeremy Chetri, and unconfirmed!butwouldn’tbesurprised Bynonna.

3. Ba-Ding! Ba-Ding! And The Mysterious Case of “OMFG! Is That A Hand?! Whose Fucking Hand Is That!?”.  Look Ma! No hand!Waverly Earp. It was the moment when wlw everywhere grieved Nicole and Waverly’s young sex life. Even if The Goo™ didn’t do the ultimate winggoo act and regrew Waverly’s hand, I’m sure she and Nicole are super smart enough to not let a little loss of limb to stop them from having the sex. But seriously, there needs to be a follow-up on Waverly’s hand because is it just there...chilling? Will she get that ring back? It looked like a nice ring.

4. The Women In Black and the face-stealing and holy shit! are the Gardner sisters still wiggling and alive?!? When we first see the Women in Black, I admit to not completely think they were a big deal. Like, oh! there are two of them and cool! she doesn’t have a face and ah! it’s the Lady Gaga hand. But now they have a weird Tucker-obsession and plans to give him whatever he desires. 

5. Tucker Gardner VS Officer Nicole Haught. It’s official, Nicole is facing Tucker this season. At first, I thought it was awesome that Nicole will now get to be an actual cop. But with Tucker teaming up with the Women in Black, I think I will be screaming “Let her in The Squad™, Wynonna! Talk to Nicole!!” at my TV for the rest of the season.

6. “Miss Four Blankets, Plus A Bonus Blanket”. Just gals being pals. Because Nicole is definitely the bonus blanket. Plus, “Tacos are tasty!” and Girls are like guns, you better run when they’re smoking (Haught)...when they’re smoking hot.

7. What is coming?! And it’s not winter. We know from the season 2 trailer that there is this ‘Legion’ thing and buff firefighters in red robes and Black Plague bird masks, but what is going on with the asshole seal and the asshole who broke it and the asshole that broke out of it?! Well, whatever it is, there are theories that it’s connected to Waverly’s origins. Emily Andras hinted earlier that the pictures from the opening titles are clues.

8. GOONONNA.

9. WynHaught bro-ship sails(?). Wynonna apologized to Nicole, but they’re talking about two different things. Wynonna is apologizing because Gooverly and Nicole knows Waverly might be acting weird because of the whole not an Earp thing. Dolliday bro-ship is alive and well. Yes, they’re into the same crazy chick with a gun, but that won’t stop them from being bros and respecting each other.

10. The Plate. What is up with the fancy commemorative Purgatory plate? It’s clearly important because people died for it and Black Badge wants it and it belonged to an Earp. It always comes back to the Earps, doesn’t it?