#shes the most beautiful nicest and best person ever actually

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mom appreciation post i love my mom she's literally the best

[a-simple-imagine]

Perfectly Pathetic

synopsis: when you take an interest in the new girl, regina takes an interest in you

pairing: regina george x plastics!fem!reader

words: 4.6k+

A/N - in the nicest of ways, please DO NOT read this if you don't want to read about toxic relationships. you have been warned. I don't want a repeat of last time. also we need more fics where regina is actually mean so

WARNINGS - swearing, alcohol use, general toxicity, toxic relationships and bullying/vague reference to weight

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the clash of plastic trays and idle chatter brought alive the fragile student body of North Shore High School. on the outside this may seem like any other lunch room but inside it was a carefully crafted game of chess. every move was calculated. each person has their place and if you stray too far you're at risk. you're sat next to Gretchen Weiners. known for big hair and keeping secrets, she knows everything about everyone. opposite her is Karen Shetty. she... tries her best and looks adorable doing it. a ray of sunshine if you get to know her. and before you sits the most beautiful woman you have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Regina George. effortlessly perfect but needlessly cruel. she was the most popular person in school and one of your best friends.

perfectly manicured nails stab into the skin of your cheek as your head is yanked in her direction. razor-sharp eyes stare back. "are you even listening?" the answer was no but you didn't want to say that. "what are you staring at?"

a flash of blonde as she looks behind her. you push against her grip to look too. across the room sat Janis 'imi'ike and Damian Hubbard. you hardly ever spoke to them but you were lab partners with Damian. he was funny. today, however, there was a new addition with strawberry blonde hair, a blue checkered shirt and brown pants. you knew everyone at this school to some degree. a curse of popularity. but you had never seen her before. "seems they've got themselves a new friend"

"who cares," her nails dig a little deeper drawing a pained expression as she pulls your head back to face her. She holds your gaze for a moment. a silent challenge. before fingertips glide across your cheek and she goes back to leading the conversation across the table. you pick at the food on the tray with a fork but you can't help but be intrigued. North Shore was boring and predictable. a direct result of being under Regina's control. but this girl was new and you couldn't help but be drawn to that. to the unknown. to the possibility. three pairs of eyes as you push up from the table and march across the room.

"I haven't seen you around here before." was all you could think to say as you approached the end of the table. Janis and Damian share a look before settling on... confusion. You weren't ever particularly mean to others but you were guilty by association. people mess with you. they mess with Regina.

"oh," by the look on her face, she already knew who you were or at the very least your friends. "it's my first day."

"Where did you transfer from?"

"uh... Kenya," she seems unsure. you put it down to nerves.

"you sure about that?" a curious raise of your brow. "'cause you don't sound-"

"we're leaving" stated firmly as three girls breeze past. the blonde leads the way. the other two are just a step behind.

"so what made you move all the way here from Kenya?"

"my mom got a new job."

"couldn't find one-"

the sound of your name echoes through the room bringing the world to a stop. a weird silence settles over the room. "come. now." growled through gritted teeth and paired with snapping fingers. you were being summoned like a naughty dog ignoring their owner. a sigh as all eyes fall to you. waiting to see what you'd do but make no mistake, they already knew the answer.

"I'll see you around." a flash of a smile before you scamper after Regina.

"so your ears do work." is all the girl says as she shoves you through the door. you bite back any comment because that was how this worked. you may be top of the food chain to everyone else but Regina led the pack.

as the final bell for the day rings, you're shoving things in your locker when you spot the new girl. she seems to be struggling to even open it. you watch her for a moment. a smirk settling. this was another chance to talk and this time Regina couldn't demand your presence. "need some help?" it seemed to take her by surprise as a handful of papers drifted to the floor. a small chuckle, you reach down to collect her work and hand it back. "how's your first day going?"

she shrugs, taking the papers. "it's alright."

"anyone giving you any trouble?" you ask, falling to lean against the lockers. people around here were not nice and took every chance to show it. some more than others. She shakes her head. "you sure? if anyone does anything, I can sort them out." you give her a knowing look and she offers a sort of amused smile. "so you do know how to smile, it's cute. are you gonna tell me your name or am I gonna have to guess?"

"it's cady. Cady heron."

"well, cady heron. the trick to these," you tap her locker door with your knuckle. "is to push in and pull up before trying to open it. annoying, I know but they're old." you watch her try again and this time it swings open. "see."

"Thanks." you linger as they shove some of their stuff inside. you notice a few stray stickers on the locker opposite.

"no problem." you push up from the metal. "I can show you all types of tricks to get through this hellscape if you want?" she shuts her locker and you both start walking towards the exit. "number one tip, avoid Regina."

"Isn't she your friend?"

"yeah," you nod. "that's why I said it. She can be... a lot. surely Janis told you that."

Cady looks at you for a long moment. "something like that." you let out a chuckle. Janis probably told her what a massive bitch Regina was. they had a less than favourable history.

"I should go. I'll see you around Cady Heron." as you both go your separate ways, you can't help but glance at her as she walks away.

having a study period just before lunch was both an absolutely ridiculous idea and the best thing to happen to your schedule. it basically guaranteed you didn't do any work whatsoever and felt more like a two-hour lunch period. seems you shared it with the new girl because she was sitting at a table scribbling in a book alongside Janis who was doing her normal embroidery or whatever.

"if it isn't Cady Heron," you comment, taking a seat on the bench. her face brightens at the sight.

"where's the rest of the coven?" Janis asks, not even bothering to look up from her work. "wait- don't tell me, a house fell on them."

"you're so funny Janis," an exaggerated sarcastic laugh.

"I think I can hear children singing... ding... dong the witch-"

"So Cady, how are you enjoying north shore?" you interrupt loudly and the 'song' trails off.

"It's fine."

"you don't talk much huh?"

her mouth opens but falls silent as Gretchen approaches the end of the table. she shoots you a less than favourable look. your brow furrows a little.

"Can I talk to you," pitch a little too high to say no.

"Sure," a shrug. you look at her for a long moment waiting for her to continue.

"in private," Gretchen urges. with a roll of your eyes, you stand up. flashing a smile at Cady, Gretchen grabs your hand and drags you away before you can say anything.

"what are you doing?" whisper yelled at you.

"I was just talking." god this girl was dramatic. you take your usual spot. she sits opposite.

"to the art freaks?"

"dude, it's fine."

"no it's not." she urges quickly, shaking her head "You know how Regina gets."

"Regina isn't here?" and she wouldn't be until lunch. only you and Gretchen share this free period. usually, you spend it listening to her gossip about people. she could not keep a secret to save her life at least not when it came to anyone outside of you and your friends; even then it's dicey. fun for you though.

"All I'm saying is you need to be careful,"

"don't worry. I was only interested in the new girl."

"that's worse," you just roll your eyes. "Regina doesn't like her."

"Regina doesn't even know her," you argue. "none of us do. she's been here like a week."

Gretchen thinks the idea of even wanting to talk to Cady is blasphemy. that it's better to avoid her but you think she's overreacting. Cady hadn't established herself at this school yet. right now she is with Janis but tomorrow who knows? she could be cool. it's a matter of perspective.

a pretty perfect smile does little to distract from playful eyes as you approach her jeep. the blonde is in the driver's seat. one hand rested over the steering wheel. the other typing something on her phone. She had sent a message telling you to hurry up but on arrival, neither Karen nor Gretchen were even here yet. you toss your bag in the back, climbing into your usual spot behind the driver's seat. Karen is usually next to you. "sit in the front, weirdo," she comments. you don't bother with a comeback, just moving to the front passenger seat.

"Where are the others?" you ask, glancing at her. the soft glow of the afternoon sun kissed her skin beautifully. black shades hang on the end of her nose. She really was something to be admired. Regina shrugs and then tosses her phone down. the car roars to life and you're starting down the road before you can think any more about it. it's pretty silent at first. the sound of the radio filling the space. the lack of your two other friends acting as a buffer was sitting weirdly. this wasn't your first time alone with Regina but she's been so grumpy lately. whatever you say feels like an invitation.

"so you like the new girl?" asked casually as she came to an abrupt stop at a red light. you just forward, the seatbelt digging into your neck. it drags up a quick cough but that could also be from surprise. other than that first interaction where she'd summoned you from across the room, you had never spoken to Cady when she was around. Gretchen may be dramatic but she probably wasn't wrong and you really didn't feel like risking it.

"Sorry?" feign confusion was... a choice but it seemed like the better option here.

"you like the new girl," repeated calmly; her eyes drift to you as yours move towards the traffic light. was this the longest red light in history? "right?"

now it's your turn to shrug. you find Cady intriguing but you're not entirely sure if it's interested in the way Regina is implying or just because you were so bored of the every day. "she's cool." a scoff as she pulls away continuing down the road. "you've hardly spoken to her."

"don't need to," Regina didn't miss a beat. Cady definitely didn't fit into what she'd consider cool but then again, neither had you. not entirely anyway and now you're here. you hang out with the most popular people in school. went to the hottest parties. you were currently being driven around by the Regina George. you never understood why or maybe you did and just refused to accept it was that simple. you know what everyone else says. that it's because of the attention you show her. you wouldn't necessarily say they're wrong but everyone gave her attention. She did always say there was something special about you. "I thought you at least had standards."

the rest of the car ride is silent as you think over what she said and Regina keeps to herself. the music is the only thing, keeping you sane until you pull up at the George residence. you always forget just how big her house is until you're there. As you walk inside, her mum appears abruptly startling you a little.

"hey, ms. George."

"hey girls," she singsonged. "how was school?"

"fine," Regina shoots back.

"well if you need anything? a drink? some snacks? advice? I'm here,"

"I'd actually love an iced-"

"we're good," growled as she grabbed your wrist hauling you up the stairs. "don't bother us." a confused look but she didn't let go until you were firmly inside her bedroom. door slammed shut. the blonde tosses her bag down.

"you should really be nicer to your mom, she adores you," you say idly taking a seat on the end of her bed, placing your bag down.

"you should shut up because it's none of your fucking business."

jesus christ. you kinda regret the decision to come over. "I just wanted an iced tea. maybe a little snack."

"god knows you don't need it," Regina comments. wow. okay. she was in a mood.

"what's up with you?"

"I'm fine," she responds. "you're just being so fucking annoying recently."

"I haven't done anything?" you've not been acting any differently so you have no clue what she's talking about.

"just absolutely drooling over the new girl. it's embarrassing." she declares, taking a seat on the bed.

"I..." you stop yourself because you're more confused than anything else. "we've spoken like once."

"liar" she responds. "I know you've been talking all the time," fucking Gretchen. "do you think she's pretty?"

"Cady?" Regina nods. you shrug. "I guess."

"prettier than me?" her head tilts. you can't tell if she was jealous or fishing for compliments; neither was her style. so it was probably a trap.

"no." you wanna say she's being dramatic but that wouldn't end well. She doesn't say anything, hardly even reacts. just cold eyes. Is she expecting you to say more? "of course not." you're waiting for the ball to drop. for her to make a snide comment or something. anything was better than nothing. but it just never comes. she takes out her phone and starts typing. you fall back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. you both just sit in the quiet. you're worried about saying anything that'll lead to more insults. god knows what she is doing on her phone.

"you're so pathetic." Regina eventually says. you'd take offence if you weren't used to it; basically a term of endearment at this point. you can hear her moving but don't bother looking until she's towering over you. dark eyes and a small smile that would seem genuine coming from anyone else. a hand cups your cheek but no nails follow; it's gentle and slow as she runs her thumb over your skin. what was happening right now? "do you ever think about me?" you blink a few times trying to make sense of everything. why was she being so nice? why was she being so gentle? why did she ask that?

"what do you mean?"

a roll of her pretty eyes. "you know what I mean." you did but surely not.

"I... don't know what to say."

"Because I think about you," your breathing hitches as you sit up. looking at her properly. "those pretty eyes," she moves closer. "these lips," her thumb runs over your bottom lip. you swallow hard. "do you wanna kiss me?" you just stare back. a smirk as she ghosts your lips.

"say you wanna kiss me." this felt cruel. you lean in and she pulls back slightly. a finger pressed against your lips. her expression is colder now. sharp. "say it."

"I... wanna kiss you," you dare and that smirk quickly returns. removing her finger, Regina leans in and connects your lips. it's soft and slow. not at all like you imagined kissing Regina George would feel like... until the girl pushes into you and it's exactly like you imagined. fast. forceful. like she wanted to devour you. A hand pushes you back against her massive bed and she moves to straddle your hips. your heart is beating so loudly you wouldn't be surprised if she could hear it.

"still thinking about the new girl?"

"I never-" You feel her press a little harder against your chest so you change your answer. "no." Regina tosses her hair over one shoulder, and a finger under your chin pushes your head up.

"I don't think you should talk to her anymore," Regina states before leaning down to connect your lips once more. "understood?"

you're too caught up in the moment to really gauge how serious she was being so you nod. "good girl." whispered against your lips.

Regina George had always been a lot. She always demanded attention and you often gave her it. you weren't ashamed of that. She knew you'd do anything for her. As did most of the school.

"Hey," Cady suddenly appears beside you in the hallway. she seems a lot more relaxed around you which was nice to see. however, you have not spoken to them since that weird night with Regina. She wouldn't like it. plus Gretchen would probably snitch on you immediately. "so we should probably figure out a time to work on our project." you've been paired up for an assignment in American literature.

"We can do it today after school if you want?" she nods. "I'll meet you out front."

"hey Cady," Karen slides up beside you on the other side, instantly looping your arms. ever the pleasant company. you wonder if she just wanted to see you or get you away from Cady. probably the former.

"I'll see you later," you say to the new girl before turning to your friend. "what do you want?"

"you're coming to Connor's party Saturday?"

"Obviously,"

"I have the perfect-"

"no," you respond instantly. you loved Karen. she was genuinely the sweetest person you know. but at every party, she tries to give you a Karen Shetty special aka a makeover. and every single time you have to say no.

"but I have the perfect outfit for you."

"is it actually perfect for me or just slutty."

"Both," Karen states excitedly. "please," pleading eyes as she draws you closer, hugging your arm. "please please please."

a loud groan. "fine."

"Really?" her eyes light up and circulation quickly returns to your arm. you nod at her which leads to excited clapping. maybe it wouldn't be so bad. maybe it was the perfect outfit for you but also sexy enough to satisfy Karen.

"oh here," you reach into your bag and produce a homemade friendship bracelet. you'd been tutoring some younger students for extra credit but sometimes you just hung out with them. "made them with some of the kids so,"

"ah thank you," she takes it eagerly. you had one for Gretchen and Regina too. only one of them would appreciate it though.

"why were you chatting with Cady?" Karen asks, sliding on her bracelet as she takes your arm once more.

"we're doing a project together," you explain. "you were literally just in class with us Karen."

"oh yeah," she smiles brightly. "I'm starving." you chuckle a little and allow her to eagerly pull you towards the dining room.

you're sitting on the grass. Cady is talking in your ear as you stare into the distance. most students had gone home already. The rest were working on homework or projects or extracurricular activities. you arranged this meeting but god were you bored. no offence to Cady but you kinda wish you'd been paired with Karen so you could be fucking about right now and then rush the work the night before it's due.

"are you going to the party Saturday?" you ask idly.

"What party?"

"oh shit." you forgot she was hanging out with Janis and Damian who definitely wouldn't have been invited. "connor mckay is having a party. The dudes a mess, big house though. you should come,"

"don't think I was invited,"

"I'm inviting you."

"not sure that's how it works."

"Just come Cady," you insist. "you can bring Janis and Damian too if you want. everyone will be too fucked to notice."

"uh, thanks then" she smiles a little, glancing back at her textbook. "I'll think about it."

"you have to think about attending your first high school party?" you question. laying down on your back. "I'll be there," you turn your head to look at them. "it'll be fun." you watch her carefully and soon she smiles.

"Okay, yeah."

"well that was easy," should have just started by stating you'll be there. "Be careful, Cady." you tease, looking back to clouds passing by but you can't help but smirk a little. "I'll start thinking you like me."

sat in the back of Regina's jeep as she fixes her hair in the overhead mirror, Karen inspects your face while Gretchen is copying Regina by fixing her hair. "can we just go in," you insist, slapping Karen's hands away. "before I regret coming."

"Why would you regret coming?" Gretchen questions, looking around at you.

"I feel stupid,"

"you look amazing," Karen urges. "perfect."

"you would say that."

"stop whining," Regina insists. flipping up her mirror. "you look hot. now let's go."

finally. "I'm gonna get so fucked up," you state as you step out of the car. walking beside Regina with Gretchen and Karen a step behind. the party is already alive. started at six. It was eight.

you reach the point in every party where you just don't want to be there anymore pretty quickly tonight. you're suddenly so aware of how annoying everyone is. sat on the kitchen counter, you swing your legs back and forth as you sip whatever was in your cup. Gretchen gave it to you. the party passes around you like you're not even there until an all too familiar blonde appears. "you look sad," you'd mistake that for genuine concern if it wasn't Regina "Already at sad drunk, that's impressive."

"what do you want Regina?" she had basically ignored you since you arrived so why she suddenly thought you were worthy of her presence, you'll never know. Shane was the object of her disgustingly public displays of affection tonight. "thought you'd be too busy with Shane."

"god, you're so obsessed with Shane," a roll of her eyes as she takes the cup from your hand to help herself. you watch her as the red cup comes to painted lips. not a hair out of place. so perfect. Regina was perfect. it was annoying

"I invited Cady tonight," you state, snatching your cup back.

"ew. why? I thought we agreed you weren't going near Cady anymore," technically you did. practically it wasn't that deep. who cares.

"And Janis and Damian but mostly to get Cady here,"

"desperate to hang out with losers," Regina sighs. "is she here?"

you shrug. "too many people. too big a house. I haven't looked, to be honest."

"Well," a hand finds its way to your thigh, running up and then down softly. "if you're good tonight maybe I'll give you a little treat."

"don't," you push her hand away. "go back to your boyfriend."

"he's not my boyfriend,"

"well whatever he is," you jump down off the countertop. "you made it very clear that I'm not what you want."

"you're so dramatic," she pushes up too. "I hate when you get drunk."

"Whatever."

"fuck sake," Regina responds. "you act like I said we're together or something."

"you're such an asshole," you huff. "I'm gonna find Cady."

"good luck with that,"

there are so many people at this party. you're not sure who half of them even are but they all seem to know you as you stumble around after the new girl. a constant barrage of 'hellos' and 'you look hot' in various forms. it's tiring. annoying. and you're about to give up and go find Gretchen so she can rub your back to make you feel better when you spot her. She was looking as awkward as ever. "you came." shouted over the thump of the music

"yeah," her face lit up. "Damian too. Janis said she'd rather jump off a bridge than come so..."

"That sounds... exactly like her," you nod. "I like..." you glance at her outfit. Regina would hate it. you don't love it. "your outfit. very school teacher chic."

"Thanks," she replies. "I didn't have anything to wear so,"

"it's cool. I'm just happy someone here isn't gonna irritate me- do you want a drink?"

"Sure," she nods. "do they have juice?"

"uh... probably somewhere." who asks for juice at a party? "I'll check. stay here."

you wander off back to the kitchen in search of some juice. your first stop is the fridge which is very stocked. you briefly scan for anything open, sweet and edible before just grabbing a carton of fresh orange and deciding that will do. pouring her a glass before heading back. she's still in the same spot only a particular blonde in the tightest little black dress has decided to strike up a conversation. you immediately know something is wrong. Regina can't stand Cady. it's why you told her you admitted to inviting her so easily. You wanted to piss her off. you can't make out what is happening but as you make your approach the redhead leaves. Regina turns to you with a sugary sweet smile betrayed by her eyes. "hey baby girl, feeling any better?"

"What did you say to her?"

"why do you have a glass of" brow knitted as she tapped her nail against the glass. "orange juice?"

"What did you say to her?"

"who?" you let her have the glass and she takes a sip. a visible look of disgust. "is there anything in this?"

"It's just fresh orange,"

"what the fuck? are you trying to sober up or what?"

"it was for Cady," you explain. "what did you say?"

the blonde shrugs. "she just had to go. not my fault." you don't believe her. why would you? She has a track record of being a conniving person who'll make trouble just for the sake of it. it'd be naive to think she didn't do anything."

"Why do you have to be such a fucking bitch all of the time," you grumble loudly. a hand snaps around your wrist and suddenly you're yanked closer to her. hot breath sending a shiver down your spine.

"I let you off before because you were all sad and tragic but don't think you can ever talk to me like that," growled in your ear before she abruptly shoved you away. "Cady left. get over it."

"she only left because you said something,"

"she left because she realised you don't like her," the blonde snapped. such a pretty poison came in the form of Regina George as she turned her gaze on you. She was pissed but kept it quietly contained to just beneath the music so nobody else had a clue. "that you've just been stringing her along. pretending to be her friend. all because I wasn't showing you enough attention," she's close again. too close. she wasn't physically that tall but right she seemed massive as she loomed over you. her eyes flicker to your lips and back up. did she wanna kiss you or kill you? neither seemed smart. "she realised that you belong to me."

"I'm not a dog Regina."

"you sure about that," a mean glint in those pretty eyes. "you wanted my attention. you got it." she shoves the orange juice back in your hand. it's contents splashing your hand. "don't cry about it now." and with that she turns on her heel and disappears into the crowd

// NEXT

[chaostudee]

i love you i'm sorry part 2, charles leclerc + jude bellingham.

summary : charles releases his debut album and fans go crazy, y/n and jude are the main talk over social media, and yet charles is adamant to get his girl back. faceclaim : cindy kimberly a/n : since you all asked here is part 2 <33 tysm sm for all the love ily all smmm also here is part 1. part 3.

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judebellingham ❤️

y/nusername ❤️

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landonorris trust me he is

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user400 on repeat.

username_15 this song feels like a stab through the heart.

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texts between jude and y/n

baby? jude

yeah? y/n

can i come with you to paris fashion week jude

what omg acc?! y/n

id love to come and support you sweetheart jude

stopp why are you so perfect 🤭💗 y/n

that's all you jude

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judebellingham angel face

》 omg waitt is jude coming to paris fashion week?!?!

》 wait they are acc so cute

》 charles is better

》 y/n is acc so pretty

y/nusername paris fashion week with @ miumiu

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judebellingham that's my girl

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judebellingham love u sm babygirl

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ln4_67 y/n we need the skincare routine !!

username_99 my fav couple 💗

charlesleclerc album is finally out hope you enjoy!!

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username51 i'm acc not okay LIKE SOME WARNING OF HOW HEARTBREAKING THIS IS WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE

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user33 LEWIS'S VERSE OMG THIS MAN I DIED

landonorris so proud of you man and so happy that not only me but everyone can hear this incredible record you made 🫶

user00 aww supportive bsf lando we love to see it

username11 so so good

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user415 nope.

username11 i'm crying over this like it's my own breakup.

justaninchident my therapist has heard too much about this that she is acc fed up of me.

f1fan_333 best song on the album but the saddest

user00 omgg guys imagine if he went on tour and sang these songs

f1_5 y/n lost a good one

user44 we all know damn well that she would take him back in heartbeat

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texts between jude and y/n

why did you lie to me??? jude

i didn't exactly lie....i said i was meeting a friend y/n

A FRIEND AS IN YOUR EX WTF Y/N jude

i'm sorry i didn't think you'd y/n

well i sure as hell do mind jude

you know damn well he is still in love with you jude

yk what? jude

what? y/n

i think you are still in love with him too jude

jude baby what are you talking abou i love you y/n

bffr y/n jude

i acc can't with you rn jude

i knew that getting myself involved with you was a mistake everybody warned me saying that you'd go back to him, well ig they were right jude

but i love u y/n

well too bad jude

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user432 no y/n.....

footballfan_67 my goat 🐐

username55 he deserves better than y/n honestly and anyone who says otherwise is dumb asf

f1fan he's so real for the no caption

username_411 yesss no y/n finally she was such a bitch

user11 bro acc finally looks happy

f1lover wait do we all acc think they broke up??

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user445 i'm so in love.

username67 serving face

f1fan i hope she's okay she looks a bit sad :,(

f1lover omggg charles in the likess

user900 my fav ever actually

username526 petition for y/n to become a victoria secret model 🪽🫧

y/nusername

》 omg

》 y/n defo cheated i don't believe this crap

》 it defo wasn't mutual literally jude is with another girl, he either cheated or y/n did

》 oh she is soooo going back to charles

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user516 SHE'S BACKKK

username_67 omfgggg

f1fan ARE THEY BACK TOGETHER WHAT WHAT

justaninchident guess she finally realized that charles is just better

anon girl just broke up with jude and is now back with charles bffr omg like

user19 i need a moment BECAUSE WHAT

f1lover this is so y/n coded

user890 it girl before it girl now

username_56 i've never been happier 😫😫

user_53 guys guys hold up they could just be friends

anon shush let us dream

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The Festival Of Hearts (a Royal Au) - part 1

Characters: King!Jake “hangman” Seresin x Queen!female!reader, Royal Huntsman!Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, Master of Arms!Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, lady-in-waiting!Natasha “Phoenix” Trace, Royal Advisor!Robert “Bob” Floyd, King Champion!Javy “Coyote” Machado, Queen Champion!Reuben “Payback” Fitch and Queen Champion!Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia

Warnings: mention of arrange marriage, mention of dead parents, mention of killing, mention of attacking a person, inaccuracies in terms of the Middle Ages (Let me know if I forgot a warning)

Summary of the story: princess, now Queen Y/N (Y/M/N) Y/L/N was forced into marrying King Jake “Hangman” Seresin. Leaving her own kingdom, Eldoria, behind, she left to live and rule Jake kingdom, Misthaven. The time for an age-old tradition in Y/N kingdom came. Miraculously the Queen convinces Jake to invite her old village to come celebrate the tradition with them. This is the story on how the ruthless King learns how to love his Queen.

A/N: English is not my first language, so if there is any spelling or grammar errors: please let me know

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Princess - now Queen - y/n (y/m/n) y/l/n, never saw her life going down this road. It's not like she didn't picture herself walking down the aisle to her future partner. No, she's had dreams about this magical day since she was a little princess. Sharing imaginary stories about the most important day of her life with her lady-in-waiting Natasha Trace. She knew exactly what she wanted during her wedding day. She knew what dress she wanted to wear, which colors and flowers would decorate the church, the ballroom, even the town. She knew what music should be played and what food should be served to not only other royals but the whole village. She knew what she wanted, and this was not it.

King Jacob “Hangman” Seresin of Misthaven wasn't exactly her dream partner. She wanted to get married to a partner she met herself. Someone she got the chance to meet on her own, spend time with and actually fall in love with, naturally. Not in this arranged marriage circus. She knew her father meant the best when he passed away. She knew protection was needed for their kingdom, but why? Why did her father chose King Jake, the most ruthless king to ever exist. People described him as the baddest of the bad kings. And she went through all this at the age of 19.

Y/n stood in front of King Jake. On her left side stood the priest, slowly reading from the Bible. Y/n’s hands were laying softly in Jakes hands. Her eyes drew towards Jakes face. She decided to take in his appearance while he was watching the priest talk. He didn’t seem happy to be there either. The young king shifts his gaze back to his future wife. Y/n’s eyes left his face and met his chest. He was wearing his royal suit, the Misthavens coat of arms visible on his right peck.

Her eyes traveled to her shoes and her long wedding dress. The wedding dress was beautiful, a gift from her future kingdom. But the dress was not her style, she felt like she was wearing someone else's style. This wasn’t the wedding dress she dreamed of when she was knee-high. Her eyes wondered to a decoration piece in the church. The colors were dull, or at least duller than she hoped the decorations would look like on this day.

Her eyes caught a moving foot next to the decoration she was looking at. The foot belonged to Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, the Royal Huntsman of the kingdom. He was the third and last man standing next to the king. Y/n had never talked to Bradley before. Come to think of it, she never talked to any of the Kings acquaintances, apart from Javy “Coyote” Machado, the kings champion. He was the one welcoming her into the kingdom.

Next to Bradley stood Robert “Bob” Floyd, the Royal Advisor. Looking over the four men, Y/N already liked Bob the most. He looked the nicest. He even looked like he didn’t belong there, like he belonged to a whole different kingdom, not Misthaven. Y/n’s eyes met Bobs. He could see the fear in her eyes and gave the princess an assuring smile. For whatever reason that made Y/n less nervous.

Het eyes moved over to Javy, he was looking at the priest as well. The words of the priest faded in her ears but her eyes caught the movement of Javies arms, moving to hold the pillow with both rings in front of her and Jake. It was time, time to give each other the rings.

While she was repeating the words of the priest and looking into Jakes green eyes, she felt her veil move. Natasha must of fixed her veil to make it presentable. Y/n cried tears of joy when she found out not only Natasha but also Mickey and Rueben could come with her to Misthaven and leave Eldoria. It gave her a little hope that she won’t feel alone in a new place like this.

Mickey “Fanboy” García was standing next to Natasha, following by Rueben “Payback” Fitch. The sight was odd, seeing two men stand in a place where bridesmaids should stand. But the whole place looked odd. At the doors of the church stood Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, together with three other guards. Their swords reflected in the light, ready to attack when needed.

Looking over the crowd in the church, wasn’t pleasing either. The crowd wore dull colors as well and their faces represented more like they were attending a funeral instead of a wedding. Y/n felt a pinch in her hand, her eyes met Jakes again and the words of the priest came back in her ears: “You may kiss the bride”.

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Y/n was seated next to Jake in the carriage. Her hands layed nervously in her lap. She looked outside. The streets were filled with families, throwing rice at the newly-wedded couple. Around the carriage was Bradley and Pete with 4 other knights. The only sound Y/n could hear was the rice hitting the roof and sides of the carriage. There was no music, barely any laughter. The supposedly most joyful day of the woman’s life, wasn’t the most joyful day of her life.

A throat cleared next to her. She shifts her focus to her newly-minted husband. “Maids will show you your new room when we will arrive at the castle. You can ask them anything and they will bring it to or do it for you. There will be a celebrating dinner at 7:30 pm for your companions and mine” king Jake spoke with his deep voice. He wasn’t looking at her, but staring outside. “I will be away with Rooster until then, you can explore the castle, but I expect you to be ready when time will come.”

Y/n swallows, then asks in a small voice, “What about the villagers? When will the feast start for them?” Jake let out a chuckle, he turned his head towards her. “If the villagers want a feast to celebrate, they should organize one themself. I have more important tasks to accomplish then organize a feast on the costs of the castle.”

Y/n frowned, the kingdom of Misthaven didn’t get to celebrate their new queen? In her homeland, any big or small event was cause for a town-wide celebration. Holidays, weddings, arrivals of newborns, the castle and village wouldn't miss a moment to enjoy life. Whenever a new king or queen joined the royal line, they would organize a marvelous feast for the villagers, with live music, a huge buffet and dancing until the sun rises the next day. This wasn’t the wedding Y/n wanted, nor the life she'd imagined.

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[bigahhhhhhhh]

Why is nobody talking about the new chapter??? Like omg. So much Leosuya content. I love it... Also I think it's so cute how Suya is slowly relying on Leo for the most basic things like, it slowly seems as she is noticing little by little that what they have might not be just friendship... And I am ALLL for it. Also, Leo's face here is just so cute.

I said this once, and I will say this again... They are the closest we will ever get to a Gomes and Morticia of this generation in the anime world... How they are so unapologetically in love and flirt all the time, and all the whole dying and killing for each other... They just do NOT give a CRAP about anyone else watching and that's beautiful.

Also I love how Leo is caring less and less about how others perceive him and just after chapter 289 he just kind of said "fuck it. I will do whatever I want from now on and I will deal with the consequences later..."

Like OMG THIS IS SO CUTE. SEEING HIM THIS HAPPY IS JUST OMG OMG OMG FUCK YES!!!

Also I like how we are starting to see in a way things slowly from Suya's perspective too, as in Leo's perspective he is just both embarrassed and happy and also very confused with Suya's antics in general and trying to give her light on the actual problems she's facing; while on her perspective it looks like he is annoyed and she is being rejected once again... Which brings to the question chapter 298... Where she was both happy and shocked to know that he cared so much about her...

Which makes sense since Suya doesn't have any idea of Leo's actual feelings and only WE the audience know about his feelings and the things he does for her... While in her POV it probably looks like he is not that interested in her besides just a friend he helps in a way... Probably. She probably knows he feels a certain way about her, but due to his unwillingness to actually put his work life aside and worry so much, alongside with his self seems issues and A LOT of other stuff going on he just kind of denies himself the Possibility of having anything with her or even pursuing her... Though Suya knows she does a lot of bad things and did a lot of crap, mainly to Leo which is WHY she tries her best to be a better person mainly for him, because he takes such good care of her and she really wants to be closer to him dispose everything :D. And she kind of knows she is mainly the problem, like I love Suya and her character development and stuff but let's be honest she was mean to Leo the most in the first chapters of the manga, like literally tried to kill him multiple times even though he was always the nicest and kindest with her... Which is one of the main reasons of why he is so on guard around her in the first 170 chapters dispise liking her... And she only starts to truly, TRULY change as a whole after the first 170, in a way??? Given that she used him to commit crimes too and did favors for him in order for him to give her something pretty messed up in return as stated in 209 and 165-166?? Which is great she doesn't do that as much anymore. She is just genuinely happy to be with him :D

I love my babies. I wish them all the happiness.

[writeblrgarden]

PLANT GROWERS - MEET THE WINNERS - RAE

Meet Rae, who got third place in our grow a plant event in november! Rae goes by she/her, has a second degree black belt in kendo, and you can find her at @koala2all. She has been writing for about 30 years, primarily YA fantasy.

Tell us about the WIP you'd like to talk about today.

I'll be talking about The Pirate Knight. Being a pirate is all Nonie has ever wanted. Freedom, camaraderie, and a beautiful girl in port to welcome her back. But returning from a lucrative voyage, she finds her home in shambles and her bonny lass missing. Desperate to find her, Nonie makes a deal with the god of the sea. In return for helping return her lost love Nonie vows to become his holy knight, saving the weak and defending the helpless. Together with a cynical sorcerer, a naive orc, and an ex-girlfriend from a rival ship who promises not to rest until their mission is a success, Nonie sets out to prove that she can be a hero in time to save the love of her life. But when a world changing secret is revealed, Nonie will need the help of her friends to navigate the tempest.

Describe your writing process. Do you like to plan everything or are you more spontaneous?

I'm more spontaneous. I usually start a bit backwards actually. I know how I want a story to end, then where it begins, and the rest is a matter of figuring out how to get from point A to point B. Music plays a huge part in my process, as well. I often get inspired by a song for a set of characters or a situation, then I try to figure out where it can fit.

What have you found to be the most challenging and/or rewarding about writing?

The most challenging part of writing for me is that I often feel like I don't know what I'm doing. I'm just kind of winging it, writing stories that make me happy about characters that I enjoy writing about… but up to a year ago I didn't know what a beta reader was. My background is in theater, so I know how to frame a story in three acts… but without the background in creative writing, the imposter syndrome is real!

Below the read more is more of our conversation with Rae

What inspires you to write?

Books were such an escape for me when I was little. All those amazing worlds and vivid characters really helped me through some tough times. And that's what I want to share with others. The world is a hard place right now. I want to give readers a place that they can escape to, with characters they can empathize with as they face trials and overcome them. And maybe take a little hope with them when they're done.

Share some advice for other writers.

The best advice I ever got was from a Terry Pratchett quote. He said, "The first draft is just you telling yourself the story." I am definitely the type of person who dreams of the first draft coming out absolutely perfect. When it doesn't come out that way, I can tend to get a little frustrated. But after I heard this quote, I realized that the first draft is going to be rubbish. That's okay, and that's what editing is for. First, I just need to tell myself the story.

What do consider your writing strength?

Dialogue and worldbuilding are my strengths, for sure. I have such a strong sense of the world my characters find themselves in. My favorite technique is to not explain too much to the reader, but let them come across the world naturally as the characters navigate through it. It's my favorite way of experiencing the world of a story! Dialogue writing is so much fun. I love bantering with my friends, and imagining the banter between two characters is just as entertaining. I myself am a bit snarky (in a delightful way, of course) and that tends to make its way into at least one of the characters speech patterns.

What has been the nicest compliment you've received or what has been the toughest criticism you've received?

When I finished my first novel, I sent it to a knitting acquaintance of mine who happened to be a book reviewer as well. It was nerve wracking, since I had only let friends and family look at any of my writing before, but I had dreams of publishing and wanted to make the story as good as I could before I started sending it out. Her review came back glowing. Four out of five stars, and compliments about the worldbuilding, the characters, the plot, the dialogue. It was such a good feeling!

What do you love the most about writing?

My characters, and sharing them. I love making characters… ever since I was little. I get such a kick out of giving a character a backstory, and then seeing how they grow through the course of the story. Sometimes they really surprise me! And seeing them become important to the readers is really exciting, too!

[your-mommy-ems]

⭐️ - hi ems!! okay first of all, its very obvious that youre one of my fav mutuals bc like i am irl, i tend to have a small circle to die for and here youre basically a part of that bc ily sm!! so where do i start, ( bro idk how we met istg ) anyways, youre extremely talented, like goddamn if you ever get married or even date i mean your man better be in a chokehold bc his girl can bake ( you made brownies i think idk ) , she can write, she can edit?????? your future man BETTER be grateful or im coming for him. but anyways, youre so so nice, and carinf, and sweet and js like, overall have the best qualities in a good friend yk? so ily ems <3

ok ok so um do you hear that rlly high pitched screaming and sobbing? thats me rn.

omfg nadsies. ily so so so so much. wtf?? this is like the nicest thing anyones ever said to me ever. like its actually incomprehensible how much i love you.

you are like the most wonderful, talented and beautiful, person i've ever met. like seriously you're like one of my favourite people ever. your energy shines so brightly and you've got a gorgeous gorgeous soul. i love you so so so so so so SO much <3333

[lesbianp1lled]

it's so lame that we even have to identify as 'gold star' lesbians at this point in human existence. unless you live in an extremely homophobic country, there just isn't a reason for a gay person to force themself be intimate with the opposite sex, period. that's self-r*pe to any actual gay person and the mere idea has always disgusted me, even when I tried to convince myself I was bi because of comphet lol (I do live in a pretty homophobic country where I've never seen a gay couple hold hands publicly in almost 30 years.. ). I've never accepted even a single date with a man, 0 intimacy (ew), because even despite being able to realize/ accept that I was a lesbian only in my early 20s, I've always instinctively known I'm gay. most people do, and thus physical contact with the opposite sex who we're not attracted to is abhorrent. that's why I think women who've had het sex and still claim to be lesbians are either fakebians or have 0 self-dignity and a desperate need for attention to the point of jumping on a d*ck for societal approval, and I'll never understand that/ f*ck with that. that's the most anti-feminist bs, I know so many straight women who didn't have sex before like 30 because they hadn't met a man they loved and trusted enough. virginity is lauded in women so there's no pressure to be with men either. so there's no justifying being with males while claiming to be a lesbian lol.

I actually needed to went about sth personal as well and since I sadly have no lesbian friends, this is the best option. basically all my relationship attempts have ended tragically because all my crushes have been het or bihet women. I live in a tiny ass country so there simply aren't enough lesbians yet there are thousands of drop-dead-gorgeous het and bihet women and I am simply a woman with eyes, what can I say.. all the actual lesbians tend to be butches, and don't get me wrong, butches have my whole heart, but I'm a femme-for-femme kinda gal, I can't help it. I am conventionally attractive and work hard to stay in shape but I'm no supermodel either and actually insanely beautiful women scare me a bit so I'm just looking for sb on the same level. I don't want to feed into the stereotype about lesbians being unattractive, I don't think that's true. but in my country it tends to be the case, which is especially jarring because the straight women are outstandingly beautiful. ofc looks isn't the main thing I'm looking for but I don't want a romantic relationship with sb I'm not even attracted to. I've tried that and it didn't work, it isn't fair on me nor them.

I've also graduated from every level of education with the highest honors, I'm a uni lecturer since 20, I have my own company, everyone tells me I'm one of the nicest people they know and I still can't find a gf who'd like me as much as I love her?? that's what's truly enraging, to see all these amazing het and bihet women genuinely love and give their all to these misogynistic subpar beer-bellied males who use them as personal maids while I can't find one (1!!) woman to love me as an objectively good-looking feminist they could 100% relate to and be in an equal/ synergetic relationship with.

I'm sorry but heterosexuality truly is a masochistic self-destructive condition in women, I know it's innate but it's true.. inc3ls (including the trans kind) have no idea what real hardship is in dating women. it's seeing the fugliest moids get with the most kind, intelligent, ambitious and hot women only to drain them from life and self-respect and not even appreciate getting with a woman waaay out of their league. while you are on that woman's level but she'll never love you even if she's bi because ultimately you just don't have a nasty dangler in your pants which doesn't even satisfy her anyway. so you just seethe in your justified bitterness and try go on with your life despite feeling like no woman will ever love you, not because you're unlovable or in any way unworthy but simply because you're a woman.

it hurts so much to see all these hot lesbian couples online, it just feels surreal, like where are these women? all I see is obese goofy-looking 'polyamourous' aka promiscuous bihet she/they qWeErs who want to use me as a s3x toy with their disgusting boyfriend.

and this brings me to my ex. she was the one I gave a chance to because she was the first woman to make a move on me, she told me I was perfect, we talked for hours every day for months, went on dates, she fantacized about living in a house together etc, only to randomly ghost me, tell me our relationship meant nothing despite me having admitted to her I was already traumatized by bihet women leading me on. and then ofc she got with some receding neckbeard guy who looks like he could be her uncle not long after lmao. after legit telling me she detests men and would Nevvverr date one again, that I was her perfect woman. so all she gave me was trust issues that all women are secretly bihet c*cksuckers who will eventually leave me no matter how perfect and lovable I am. I know this can't be true but it truly feels like that. she just got married to that male (probably partly for a visa lol) but she certainly tries to convince herself and others desperately she's madly in love with him while watching all of my insta stories in 2.3 seconds for some reason, I've muted her so I found out about her marrying months later.

maybe she knew I was far out of her league and randomly sabotaged our relationship, because it was such a shock out of a blue sky to me. thankfully I wasn't fully in love yet and dodged her (mentally unstable) bullet but we need to address the trauma these bihet women leave us with. because that's entirely valid and not our fault, not everyone has the privilege to date fellow lesbians when finding a real one who isn't a fakebian feels impossible to begin with. I also hate the infantilization of lesbians, she definitely used me for her idiotic little 'sapphic daydreams', f*ck that, we are not some uwu fairies, we are grown women and we are just as entitled to only date people we're physically attracted to as het women. as I said, I wasn't even that attracted to her but the knowledge that she got hetero married while larping as some grand qWeEr feminist who will never date males again hit me like a truck. she's out to the world while I'm only out to my friends and some family because I could be discriminated against at my homophobic workplace. the fkn iront in that.. she even started identifying in plural after meeting him lmaoo, she must've realized that she really is just a measly hetero and no longer has a way 'in' to the lgbt thing she desperately wants to co-opt. she's 100% a poli-qweer lol.

I hate that I'm even allowing myself to be traumatized by her, she's unworthy of that but I can't help it, every romantic experience only worsens my trust issues with women and my current crush is bi as well.. at least she doesn't lie about liking men which is still off-putting but at least she's honest. idk what to do anymore. I'm just livid at this homophobic heteronormative world and the way the hets just keep getting away with it. I nearly threw up at the sight of all het couples today.

and bihets are the worst male-worshippers out there as well, they put up with so much more bs from men than decent self-respecting het women do. and they're desperate to be with a man at all times. some time ago I went out with a bi woman who I didn't know was bi, she presented herself half-virginal, did mention two exes, male and female. but turns out she has slept with every other man in town, brags about it online as if that makes her a 'bad bitch' , no hun, just an unpaid prostitute for patriarchal pleasure.

the only consolation is that het relationships are never equal so they will not have some idyllic marital bliss with their ugly moids as they desperately want to pretend. but still, they have such immeasureable social privilege being het-attracted and -partnered and then they have the audacity to larp as some great qWeEr activist publicly without any shame in their hypocrisy. god I wanna expose her fake ass so badly, tell everyone what a lying bihet charlatan she is. I might never be able to get married in my country because I'm actually gay and she's unapologetically prancing around with a husband when she said she'll never date a man again. as gay people we grapple with so much baseless misplaced shame while the het fakers seem to feel none. meanwhile there are lesbians all over the world forced into loveless het marriages to be r*ped by their husbands. unspeakably disgusting. sometimes I just want to vacate this abhorrent homophobic planet but can't let the homophobes win.

sorry for the long rant but what do you think I should do going forward? I feel like I'm succumbing to complete bitterness and despite not envying the misogynistic relationships of heteros, at least they have the opportunity to be in romantic relationships without fearing being discriminated against, disowned or hate crimed, no matter how flawed their relationships are. meanwhile I'm just getting older, I might still look 18 but I feel like I'll die before a woman of worth will ever reciprocate my love. where to move, where are the actual lesbians?? how to deal with the bilious defeatism and, tbh unfortunately justified victim mentality?

I'm sure a lot of lesbians can relate to my experiences and I would really appreciate them sharing how they got out of this hole/ repeating pattern of dating women who were beneath them and unable to actually love women romantically/ sexually. at this point I'd do anything to even have a woman sexually objectify me at least 😩

oh, and what's notable is that despite never having been in a proper committed relationship and having these failed traumatic attempts, I have never resented women as a whole. women owe me nothing, but the women who have literally thrown themself at me only to lead me on like I begged them not to deserve no remorse. and I haven't lost my mind or general will to live either, I thrive academically and at work, I entertain myself and enjoy my time with family and friends. I don't normally hate on other people in relationships for no reason either, just in a really bad place rn lol. I think it's important to note for all of the lesbophobes out there who call us 'lescels' and compare us to r*pe-loving misogynistic incels who think they should own women as sex toys. I've never resented a woman like that even if she's hurt me beyond words, that shit is just degenerate y-chromosome scrote coded. lesbians will never be able to oppress women, not even if some have unrightful disdain against women because we are the ones oppressed by hetero-attracted women.

also hate we have to identify as gold star lesbians because surely it makes sense that a lesbian wouldn’t ever sleep with a man? But so many call themselves lesbians even if they have slept with a man which is a false identity for them because a lesbian just wouldn’t sleep with a man. But the whole ‘gold star lesbian’ thing started as a way for straights to make fun of us. They’d say “Oh you haven’t slept with a man? Do u want a GOLD STAR?” so when I call myself a gold star lesbian i’m mostly just reclaiming it and saying yeah I am proud of it, and yeah give me a gold star! Lmao

I won’t go into everything you said because i’ll be here all night but I’m also a femme mostly attracted to other femmes and it is true most lesbians are butches which makes our dating pool even smaller. I don’t rule out butches completely, I have found some attractive I’m just mostly attracted to femmes and I’ve never met a butch irl I’ve known other femme lesbians though.

What I think you should do moving forward? Is not to lose hope. I believe there is someone out there for everyone. Get in touch with the local community, if you don’t like going to nightclubs u could always join any events or anything like that, a good way to feel in touch with ur local community can be things like volenteering and the like.

I know it’s hard out here for lesbians but you will find your person. My dms are always open if u wanna vent or just talk!

[psychic-refugee]

They were born into wealth beyond a commoner’s imagination. They traveled in private jets and went to the most prestigious boarding schools. They had holidays all over the world and ate the most delicate dishes.

They were invited to exclusive fashion shows and designers begged for them to wear their clothes.

Universities allowed them to simply walk onto any campus of their choosing, as Admissions knew they would have a robust endowment in their future from having the heirs to the wealthiest families as alumnae.

It was by pure chance they never came across each other, but once they turned 21, they were alerted of their arranged marriages.

“What?!” shouted the normally placid Wednesday at her parents, visiting during spring break.

“Darling…how else do you think we keep wealthy? We arrange for you to marry only from the best families…” Morticia tried to sooth her angry daughter.

“Please tell me you’re not trying to marry me to a cousin.”

“No, we’re not those types…” Gomez also had a distaste of the elite marrying into their own family to protect their assets. “But Xavier is from a very good family in Canada…”

“I don’t care, it is 2023, no one has their marriage arranged anymore.”

“Yes, they do, darling. It is the way of our world…you like having money, correct?” Morticia all but threatened to cut her off if she didn’t comply.

That caused Wednesday to stomp off, ignoring her mother’s plea to at least look at a photograph of her intended.

Wednesday had no desire to see what this Xavier Thorpe even looked like; she would not be told what to do.

Vincent Thorpe was a bit more efficient with his son. He sent a text as Xavier painted in a loft his father paid for, simply saying:

You’ll be married in a year’s time or be cut off.

Xavier rolled his eyes; his father didn’t even deign to tell him his intended’s name.

He had a suspicion his father would arrange a marriage for him, but he thought he had until his thirties. He wasn’t sure why he was being married off so soon.

“Can I live with you over break?” he asked his best friend Ajax.

“Why?” as he knew Xavier lived in a posh loft in the nicest part of Toronto. He was visiting his friend while on break from film school in NYC.

“My father wants me to get married to someone I do not know…I want to see if I can make it as…an average person,” he did his best not to call his friend a “poor.”

That made some sense to Ajax although he thought Xavier would not last a week. He had known him since they were little, Ajax was the son of the Thorpe’s topiary gardener.

Xavier was so ill fitted to be a poor student that he had to borrow Ajax’s clothes, although the heir seemed to be having fun at the novelty of wearing a hoodie.

While in a NYC coffeeshop that only had one espresso machine and prepackaged baked goods, he met the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

She was in an oversized sweater and looked a bit lost amongst the other students, but he introduced himself as,

“I’m Percy,” the fake name he would go by in his experiment. He didn’t want anyone to recognize the name of such a wealthy family.

“I’m Jenna,” she said, just as awestruck of him.

They slept on their best friend’s couches, and both decided it was the best idea to have run away from their betrothals.

“I’ll show my mother,” Wednesday thought vindictively.

Wednesday was living with Enid, her freshman roommate who had become her best friend. Enid lived with several other girls in a fashion college in NYC. The other girls weren’t exactly happy with how Wednesday barged in, but when she paid for their cramped apartment for the year with funds she happened to have in her purse, they stayed quiet.

Enid wasn’t exactly sure how to tell Wednesday that she wasn’t actually living as a “common” person because she didn’t have a soul sucking job just to keep a roof over her head.

Enid and Ajax eyed the other, both suspicious of each other’s best friend.

After they hooked up, they stopped caring what their rich friends were doing as they could take care of themselves.

All through break, Percy and Jenna spent as much time as they could with one another. Enjoying long conversations about art and writing, touring the New York libraries and museums. They even did an outdoor bonfire, clothed in a t-shirt and shorts. They both found it refreshing to not be around rich people who only ever spoke of their money.

“He’s an artist,” she sighed to Enid, “He’ll probably never make any money…my parents would hate him.”

Enid just grimaced and hoped her friend wasn’t about to do something rash just because she met a handsome boy and wanted to get back at her parents.

Wednesday truly did love Percy, she just thought him being an impoverished artist was the cherry on top.

Xavier, on the other hand, was willing to impoverish himself to be with Jenna as he knew he’d marry her before he married the unknown woman his father chose for him. He had no idea how an artist and a writer would make a living, but they would figure it out.

Since school break was about to end, neither could fathom leaving the other, they opted to get married at the local courthouse.

“How is this legal? You told him a fake name?” Enid thought she was about to have a panic attack because Morticia Addams was certainly going to kill her.

“Oh that. I simply slipped the Clerk a $100 to change my name when Percy wasn’t looking.”

It turned out that Xavier did the exact same thing.

The Clerk was very confused why both applicants were using fake names with each other, but he accepted the money with a happy face.

Enid and Ajax weren’t sure why the other looked so stressed at the events, but they both dreaded when their rich friend would tell their parents.

Xavier was confused when Jenna told him they’d meet her parents at the most expensive restaurant in New York and that she had something to tell him.

Morticia and Gomez were confused when their prodigal daughter was sitting with her betrothed, as they would recognize Xavier Thorpe anywhere, even if he were wearing an off the rack suit.

They kept a straight face for as long as they could when Wednesday told them with a smug look that she had married a man of her choosing and that any betrothal was broken.

“So…you met ‘Percy,’ fell in love, and got married at the courthouse to escape your betrothal?”

“Yes, and it’s all perfectly legal,” she insisted.

Wednesday was baffled when her parents had both started to laugh so hysterically that they fell to the floor with tears in their eyes.

Although it made her want to chew glass that in the end she ended up doing exactly what her parents wanted, she was glad that at least on some level she did choose Xavier.

They both thanked their friends and gave them each an apartment. Both had fainted at the luxury accommodations.  

“I am glad we’re able to keep our money,” Xavier confessed. “Being poor was terrible.”

“It really was, wasn’t it?” Wednesday could at least admit that, even if she was willing to go through with it to be with him.

“Want to mansion shopping for our summer home in Toronto?”

“Yes.”

He pulled her into a loving embrace and was glad that things turned out perfectly. He admired the matching rings on their hands, bands of black platinum, fire opals, and diamonds.

A rare and unique set, just like them.

Card under cut

[nothingbutloveforyou]

my partner in crime <3

about a decade ago, we were coworkers at our local mall and he was one of the nicest people i’ve ever met. we’ve hung out once or twice and sometimes car pooled to work together but nothing more -sometimes he’d tell me that i was pretty. years passed and during the pandemic we reconnected and started dating. one date (i’ll never forget this), he took me to the north end to this cafe. i told him my favorite thing to do with my bff (before she moved to nashville) was trying different cafes because we loved espresso and pastries. we got close free parking (if you’re from boston yk this is rare), and got sat in a back room where it was just the two of us. we drank espressos, had the best dessert, and talked about everything and anything. i’ve never enjoyed someone’s company so much and after that night, i knew i was in love with him- i found my soulmate. i’ve never met a person who is so unapologetically themselves and shares most of the same experiences, even interests as me. when we’re together, it’s nonstop laughter and we never run out of things to talk about. for once i feel like i’m not “going through the motions”, i’m always in the moment now and actually excited for what tomorrow will bring because i know he will be there with me. he makes me feel so safe, heard, and loved. i’ve never experienced a love so genuine before and i am so blessed to have him by my side.

god this is beautiful!! thank you so much for sharing <3

[golden--doodler]

I saw you in my inbox and must immediately go to yours 🥺 Gotta ask you who your favorite Belcher is AND your top 10 favourite side characters 🤌

Oh no, you gave me another hard one! I guess this is going to be another long one, hahaha, get ready.

As for who my favorite Belcher is, that is so tough, almost too tough for me to answer because that changes for me every day, and I love all of the Belchers for very different, specific reasons. Tbh, I relate to all of them on some level. However, if I HAVE to choose, I will choose two, because I am still that indecisive.

I have to go with Linda as one because of her endless optimism and her constant singing spouts, because who hasn't wanted to break out into song like her every once in a while? Honestly, her outros for the show are the best. The one for "Wharf Horse" Part One? COME ON. She is just THAT girl, and she knows it--she is hilarious, she's honestly quite pretty (gotta love her in that blue dress she wore in "An Indecent Thanksgiving Proposal") and when you have her affection, she's with you for life, and will go to the ends of the earth for you. She will literally help you hide the evidence of a murder and go on the run for you, she is THAT loyal. Like, seriously, she planned what she would do to help Bob if he ever murdered Teddy, oh my god. And even just her support for the smaller things, like helping Bob with his dream to run the restaurant (okay, maybe this doesn't count as SMALL, but still). She is ALWAYS there to help him have a little light in his life when he needs it. She's always down to have a little fun and spice things up--I mean, who else would come up with "sexy cooking" and a "strip tease" on Valentine's Day? She's so freaking giving, to the point where it's even a detriment to her, as seen in "Terminilator II: Terminals of Endearment", where she let her mom walk all over her because thought that's what she needs to do as their daughter, which is not the case (I'm really glad Bob got upset about this for her, but I really wish she'd actually seen how terrible her parents are). I love all of her little quirks, and she is totally someone I would want to marry or at the very least be friends with irl. I think my Bisexuality is showing with this one, haha.

My second Belcher whom I love will probably be a much less popular opinion. I almost chose Tina for this one, but honestly, I have to go with Gene. He's the Belcher kid who's the most similar to Linda, so I guess that makes sense. I do sorta get why he's not everyone's favorite, but I just can't help but have the biggest soft spot for this guy. His jokes/one-liners are consistently funny, and he always provides the best levity when a scene needs it ("Nature boner!"). Plus, I really relate to his adoration of music even though he's actually not even good at it. Also, just him questioning his love of music was just super interesting overall. But his being objectively not great at playing chords doesn't even matter, because of his sheer passion--and it's this passion that led him to create the BEST songs in the entire show. I mean, "Electric Love"? "Work Hard or Die Trying, Girl?" "Turkey, I Need You Beside Me?" You love to see it. These all came from his unadulterated love for music, and I think that's kind of beautiful. I also relate a lot to his love of food, especially during the episode "Diarrhea of a Poopy Kid", where "Turkey, I Need You Beside Me" came from. I mean, I'm the kind of person who pays extra close attention to expiration dates and would never eat expired food (one of my pet peeves is actually when people say expiration dates are a myth), but the fact that all he wanted throughout the episode was to enjoy some of his dad's cooking with his family together on Thanksgiving is just... yeah, I feel that. It's also just so wholesome. Speaking of wholesomeness, I don't know, Gene just feels a little wholesome to me. Besides Tina, he's the nicest of the kids, and usually, despite his non-sequiturs and jokes, he just wants to do right by people, especially people like his dad, which he outright says in "Best Burger". Just him wanting Bob to be proud of him and not see him as a screw-up is so 🥺

Okay, this is already super long, oh god. Onto my ten favorite side characters!

1.) Gonna start out with Sergeant Bosco. I recently watched a compilation of him and remembered how much I love this guy, he's just so freaking funny. I love how he's a cop who's super incompetent and still gets the job done somehow--he's terrible yet great at his job, which is amazing. Especially loved how he tried to give advice on how Linda should do speed-dating in "My Fuzzy Valentine", and then almost arrested Linda for stealing his gun. And just his entire role during "Bob Day Afternoon", trying to take the phone from a screaming Louise, pffffft.

2.) Gotta mention Nat the Limo Driver! Mainly because she's LGBTQ+ and that's wonderful, love that for her. She hasn't appeared that often at all, but the few appearances she's made have been pretty great. I loved seeing her try to win her ex-girlfriend back, and her being super nice and trying to help find that darn ring in the waterpark during "The Ring (But Not Scary)". Also just the fact that she casually was transporting a snake to the aforementioned ex-girlfriend is hilarious.

3.) Regular-Sized Rudy, my beloved! He's so precious all around, I love him and everything about him. I adore how he's such an antithesis of Louise, being pretty much everything one would expect a typical fourth-grader is like, with the added bonus of unfortunately having asthma. He probably only gets a point taken away from being obsessed with Chloe Barbash, but it's fineeeeeeeee. I find the fact that he's a child of divorce super interesting as well, I don't think it'll ever get super explored, but some more on that would be cool, specifically how it's affected him mentally. He's definitely the kind of friend that Louise needs. Also shoutout to his stuffed flounder, Pancake.

4.) I have to acknowledge Gayle Genarro, Linda's younger sister. We all know Gayle. We all love to hate Gayle. Okay, hate is probably too strong a word, but she is just such an enigma of a human being that I kind of love it. Every time she's used, she's so funny and completely freaking unhinged. Sometimes it's hard to believe she and Linda are sisters, and other times it makes perfect sense. I love her saying that Linda is her "best friend and mortal enemy" in "The Pumpkinening". Honestly, that might be my favorite episode she's in. Well, besides maybe "Topsy" or that episode where she helped get Louise a filling at the dentist (I think it's "The Kids Run Away"?). But I just really like her in "The Pumpkinening" because of how close she and Linda are shown to be, and how she admits to actually loving Linda at the end. It's surprisingly a super sweet moment for this otherwise crazy, but lovable character. Everything about her and Mr. Business is top tier.

5.) Zeke! I don't know, there's something about this boy that's really grown on me over time, I want to give him some appreciation. His way of talking and his voice are so recognizable, and I love it, and I can't really explain why? But yeah, if Tina can't get with Jimmy Jr., I might just vote for her and Zeke to be a thing. I think that ship is actually getting to me, but I don't know yet. Anyway, I think we should learn more about his family history because it actually sounds really complicated and sad, yet interesting? Gotta love how much he adores his grandma and step-mom, Cheryl, that's really sweet. And him eventually being the mad pooper for Tina in "Broadcast Wagstaff School News" was great. Ooh, and learning that he has a perfect palate in "Bob and Deliver" was also great.

6.) You gotta love Teddy. He's Teddy, everyone's favorite iconic handyman (side note, that commission you did of him and Teddiursa the Pokémon was so adorable and perfect)! I NEED to know the backstory of how he met Bob and Linda, and how he fell in love with Bob's burgers. And also how it's possible that he STILL thinks their last name is Burger. He and Kathleen are actually a very sweet couple, and he's just a very loving person in general. Like Linda, he's so loyal until the end and will do ANYTHING for Bob and his family and the restaurant, even if he does get on their nerves from time to time. However, it's all out of pure love and respect for the restaurant. He's just so genuinely invested in all their lives, it can get a little weird sometimes, but for the most part, it's wholesome as heck. Love how he also got invested in the whole storyline Linda made up for the raccoons in their alley. And how he stood up for Tina when he babysat them in that one episode.

7.) Mr. Fischoeder is just... what a guy. I just saw the new April Fool's Day episode, and it made me love him even more. He's always hilarious and iconic all around, I mean, how can you not appreciate him? He doesn't seem like a great person to have as your Landlord, but just as a person, he's great. His rivalry with Felix will always be a great staple of the show, and the way he was so chill about almost dying at Felix's hands in the two-part Season 4 finale is so great. How many times has Felix attempted murder on him for him to be so calm about it? Just his random ideas in general, like in "The Oeder Games" and "To Bob, or Not to Bob" are great, as well as his overall presence. I will always love his singing in "Topsy". His Christmas song about Bourbon is top-tier, as is his outro song about being put into a volcano after he's gone so he can stay around in some sort of way.

8.) Okay, fine, I want to acknowledge Mr. Frond, too. Is he a terrible guidance counselor? Well, yes. But is he hilarious? Also yes. That brief time he dated Gayle was so strange yet so entertaining. That one scene where he made that poor kid, Nicholas, admit his deepest darkest secret because he wanted people to say if the hurricane was caused by "something bad they did"?? Oh my lord. His interactions with Louise will always be gold, especially when that one exchange where he says "You're in trouble" and Louise tells him to "Drink more cranberry juice" (Not "Urine Trouble!" >:( ). Also, his entire role in the "My Butt Has a Fever" short is perfection in terms of comedy. Him getting THAT upset over the song only to end up with it stuck in his head too and humming it later? Yup.

9.) Ms. Labonz doesn't have the right to be so funny. Why is she so funny? God. I love how she's just done with everyone 24/7, especially the aforementioned Mr. Frond, and her role in "Touch of Eval(uations)" is actually really nice. I love her telling Louise that she knows Louise is smart and capable, and just needs to apply herself more, and it ending with her getting that brand new parking spot is actually pretty well deserved. Also, she is definitely a heavy smoker. Might want to get your lungs checked out, Ms. Labonz, no offense.

10.) Consider this last space a tie between Hugo Habercore and Jimmy Jr. I couldn't go through this list without Hugo, because even though he is terrible (come on, man, chill for a second, let the Belchers live their lives in peace), man is he funny. His role in the pilot episode "Human Flesh" is iconic in and of itself, his lines are so quotable there. I'm honestly super curious about how he met Linda, and what their relationship was like while it was still going on. I'm also curious about how he became a health inspector and how he met Ron. Is it weird that I almost want him and Ron to have something going on? It sounds so random, and it is, but I don't know, he just needs someone to be with to get over Linda and be a happier/better person, and I like their dynamic. He did have that girl he went on a blind date with in "Romancing the Beef", but she's never seen or mentioned again. As for Jimmy Jr., this was a tough call. There were so many people I wanted to mention but couldn't (I mean, the Pesto twins, Courtney, Jocelyn, Mort, MARSHMALLOW--I'm so sorry I didn't put you on the list, Marshmallow) but I decided to go with Jimmy Jr. Your appreciation for him is rubbing off on me. The guy definitely needs to get better at actually committing (he IS at his worse in "V For Valentine-Detta") and I don't know if I want him to be the one for Tina, I don't think he should, but I don't know, whenever he has a genuine interaction with Tina, it just... ah. It kinda gets to me. It makes me wish he were better so they could actually just be a couple. Lord knows Tina has been wanting him long enough. Seriously girl. But yeah, I love his dancing and his general weird-but-doesn't-care-what-others-think-of-him vibe. Like in the movie when he tried to get a chicken nugget in his mouth just so he could say he did it. That's peak comedy. I love his role whenever he's in an episode, especially in "What About Job?" when Tina made him the villain just because he refused to share gum with her--he also is just a very entertaining villain. I feel like he's so close to being someone who Tina could be with, but is never right there. Oh well.

Side note: Him asking Tina on a genuine frozen yogurt date in the April Fool's Day episode is actually so sweet, what the heck.

This got way too long oh no. I hope you're able to read all of this and get some enjoyment out of it! I tried to condense it but found I had way too many thoughts on these characters. I love them all so much. I probably forgot to mention a few things and made a few mistakes, but here it is.

[chimerinshine]

☕CUPHEAD DLC🍪: [👑King's Leap Blazing Heavenly Gates AU]

An another AU idea, where everyone is angel, demons and ghosts

•Queen👑💰 [???]

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height: 9ft

Type: Fallen Angel

Short story: The Queen herself, was the most greatest angel of all. She's sweetest, kindest, and the most trusted angel. But, one day, she became selfish, arrogant, egoistic and greedy for unknown reason. With that, she was punished, she was banned in heaven and her fall starts. She became a fallen angel, and became one of The Seven Deadly Sins and she was called The Greed she's still have little heart around there or somewhere she just need a touch from her heart.

•King🤴👻 [???]

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height:4ft

Type: Good Spirit

Short story: He is the nicest one you will ever had in Heavenly Castle (The Aueen herself still call her castle Heavenly even though she falls). He's the one who can help you in guidance and some stuffs. He also challenges so that your strength and skills will be tested the reason is to confront his wife and guide her.

•Pawns♟👼 [???]

Gender: Male (All)

Sexuality: ???

Height: 2 ft

Types: Cherubs (All)

Short Story: The Pawns are still young and innocent. However they can be rough and tough and also forgetting what is good and bad. They also can be mean because of their Queen's corrupted leadership. But when started to guide them and tell them some goods they'sll be back into what a real cherub is

•Knight🗡👼 [Phoenix]

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Transgender

Height: 8ft

Type: Angel Warrior

Short story: He is the best fighter and kind hearted one. He almost fall too because of his bad deeds. But he secretively change, why secret? Well...Queen strictly give order that they shouldn't do any of the good things at all so they were all forced to stay in Heavenly Castle. The Knight, also guards the gates and he's duty is to protect the Queen especially the King

•Bishop🕯👼 [Michael]

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Asexual

Height: 7ft (Real Height: 15ft)

Type: Archangel (The Holy Light)

Short story: He was the most powerful angel of all, God keep sending him in different places to guide, observe etc.different souls. He's a serious person but also a very kind one, he also can pretend to be evil and all so that he can teach someone some lesson and also for the Queen herself which one of his important list of guidance. The Queen keep refusing on his holy studies but he knows he can get her anytime. But he sometimes can help himself to be angry because of others who always pulling his leg off. He also diguise himself as ordinary Bishop but his true form was a beautiful enormous arch angel

•Rook🪓💀 [Death]

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 20ft

Type: Angel Of Death

Short Story: Everysoul fear him cause he aka as the soul taker one. He also the punisher of people who has a bad deeds and never learn any moral lesson. He also a serious guy, and kind a dark. But just like the classic Rook he is kind hearted and softy he just never show it. He also believes that even though somesouls are evil they still have kindness. However, the Queen keep pushing him into some cruel punishment or ahem*kill them* which he didn't like it all. He also have a crush on another death angel and yeah sometimes on the Arch angel (Yup it's Guilly and Phoenix) And also before he got a crushed both of them. He actually love his sharp scythe

[what-if-nct]

heyyyy!!!!!!!! are you feeling good? i hope you're doing better now!! like, the best. I hope you feel the best.

today, i skipped school first time in my life. i had two panic attacks in a span of like half an hour, and my sister comforted me over the phone. then i walked out of school and took the train home. for some reason, a teacher put me as sick in the system, so that i wouldnt get in trouble. the rule is, every hour skipped, you have to come back double. but i am never going back to that hell ever again so after the therapy trial at my other school ends, i am officially moving schools. the plan was, i'd go to a therapy school for fourteen weeks, and then back to this school but now, i'm not going to do that.

my ex (who's still my friend, she's the nicest person in the world. she is not like other girls but actually. she literally isnt like any other human. super supportive and accepting, and really weird. i love her very platonically now) actually went to that school wearing a rainbow jeans because this school is known in the public as homophobic. someone there said to a gay 'god is disgusted by you, i'm praying for you' and they forced multiple students out of the closet. a teacher called lgbt demonic cultivation. someone said 'hi [name]' to her and she was like 'and who the fuck are you?' it was very funny tbh. that girl was reformed christian asf. okay i have no idea why i am pouring my thoughts here again. sorry

i ate the most delicious crossaint ever today. very delicious.

i also tried playing a song on my flute, only to discover that 1) i cant play the flute 2) that song is both too high and too low. it's really pretty, tho!! unless i play it. i kinda ruined the song for myself now.

to the someone that said i'm, along with Naked Onew Dream anon, their fav anon- brooo i love you so much <33333

-sneeze

(i'm gonna keep using anon mode bc else i'm not an anon anymore- just for the vibe-)

Hey, I'm feeling a lot better I think I figured out what was wrong and I'm doing a lot better. I wasn't eating enough I know this but I keep forgetting that it ends up making me feel dizzy. A gas station pretzel and mozzarella stick isn't a meal but easy. But I try to eat more.

Yeah, I think skipping school was the best call since you were having back to back panic attacks. I completely support skipping when it comes to your mental wellbeing. Or you just don't wanna be there. I used to skip school all the time and the people at school sucked. Beauty school is a vibe though. And your ex\still friend sounds absolutely incredible and good for her for not really caring and doing as she pleases. That mindset is such a horrible one to have like we're well into the 21st century get with the program. Yay yummy croissant, croissants are the best. I think it's cool you were even able to play a piece of music on the flute, I was unable to read music when I played the violin in elementary so I respect that so much maybe you just gotta practice and you'll be able to play it beautifully.

[scorching-passion]

@breathofthearth​ asked: “I’m the nicest, sweetest, most rage-filled person I know.” 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 - ACCEPTING

He’s not entirely sure why babysitting this girl was even a part of a SOLDIER’s regular rotation, in fact, Roche was quite certain he’s being punished for something, though for the life of him he cannot possibly think which instance it could be which he hasn't already been reprimanded for. 

The last Human Resources get together was well over a month prior, and even that was for something relatively minor. 

But here he was regardless, sitting cross legged amidst an expansive and arguably beautiful garden space, and just watching this rather innocuous female pick flowers; surely his skills were best utilised out on the road. Most would argue that he had it relatively easy, but the Third was quite certain that if he concentrated hard enough, he could actually feel his brain liquifying and beginning to slip out of his ears. The boredom had never felt so intense as it did sitting here picking bugs off of his uniform, and wearing an expression vindictive of a hound chewing on a nest of hornets. 

Still, he cannot deny the sheer beauty of this place, a not-so-secret sanctuary nestled in an otherwise cobbled together shanty town beneath the Plate. Roche certainly cannot remember a place like this back when he’d called Sector 6 home - not that he’d ever been granted entry. Though it was as he was beginning to lose himself within the reminiscent fog that he could vaguely hear the girl making her own attempts at conversation, though it would seem that the blond had only caught the very tail-end of whatever it was she was saying. 

Bright eyes would switch back to her then, this Aerith Gainsborough - Gainsborough… it sounded so very familiar; wasn’t that the name of the old hag who tended to chase the boys from the path leading up to that vast house he could spy from this vantage point? So out of place here in the slums. Roche made it a point in that instance to keep mum about that one time he’d felt it a great idea to splatter old tomato’s along the gravel paving the way up to this place… Boy had he gotten in some serious trouble for that stunt… 

Instead, he takes the opportunity to simply lean back in the grass, propped up via the elbows and squinting with only subtle disbelief through a single eye at this pretty little thing informing him of her sweet nature, and supposed rage. Okay… and the water here didn’t stink of rotten eggs either. Then again, Roche was not one to judge a book by its cover. 

“I’m afraid I’m going to need proof~” was all he said then, yet certainly not without a devilish smile only accentuating the deep mischievous glint to his eye.

[christophimer]

Very long post about Jaski and iolnus

My weird polite fire spirit trying his best and living corpse of tiny Yorkshire man - one of the finest duos i've made. (i tend to make characters in pairs or group them together - so they can bunch off each other). And they're in love, awwwwwww... i mean Jaski's emotions are hard to define and iolnus has a bit of a 'thing' about romantic relationships due to trauma but they share the one brain cell.

Anyway heres me talking too much about drawings i have of them (no bewarice today sadly, she's doing her own thing).

Some quick heads i did for them - i'm very happy with Jaski's hair i think it looks firey but not.

This is basically their default faces.

iolnus' face will basically never change from this if he doesn't actively like you (which is basically everyone). He will look at you like this and then walk away when you're in the middle of speaking. His social skills and wants are heavily messed up from various degrees of trauma -it's either complete apathy or extreme 'i will do whatever you say please please please' with him. Which doesn't tend to lead to the healthiest relationships which in turn reenforces everything. Jaski is by far the healthiest relationship (in any meaning of the word) that he has ever had... and it only took 500ish years? iolnus' life is such a mess.

Their relationship is really hard to explain because they're both really really weird. they're both maybe a little too obsessed with each other (although iolnus is probably a little more expressive about it) - in the sense of if you asked each of them who to recommended for basically anything they would say the other, despite how little the other is qualified in any way. They would also take 50 years to shut up if you let them uninterrupted compliment the other.

A bit more how iolnus would look in a more Fin-es-mal accurate art style. One day i will have to draw how he'd draw himself - he draws his dogs on a lot of things as little wonky sick figures.

iolnus also doesn't really like looking at his face due to his eyes (his eyes got swapped for a random spirit's when he became kinda undying and he doesn't like to think about it) so he's not actually aware of what he looks like - it's literally probably just the word 'pretty' or something other people have commented on it. He likes to think of himself as pretty/handsome but disapproves on anyone commenting on it. He's actually very disapproving on a lot of things (which he will talk to Jaski about), such as money, alcohol, most people - if he doesn't ignore you he's most likely judging you. He has failed all of his own standards (sometimes his fault sometimes not) and if he thinks about it he'll cry. Jaski passes all his standard because, in the nicest way possible, Jaski is an utter teachers pet/goodie goodie and iolnus thinks that's genuinely cool.

Although if anything iolnus is far more of a goodie two shoes than Jaski it's just hidden under apathy towards every thing. They are both such dorks.

Jaski is the type of person who put his hand up at the end of a class and remind the teacher that they haven't given out homework and iolnus would be like 'wow that's so cool.'

i: "Oh ~ Jaski, thou art a beauty rare."

J: "I am? That does please me to hear you say so."

What is not shown here is them then continuing to basically repeat this to each other for three hours.

They often just sit in the woods together. sometimes iolnus goes to sleep after awhile (iolnus' hobby is basically sleeping, he can and will just sit down somewhere and go to sleep. ) and jaski just watches him sleep. Unblinkingly. then a few hours later iolnus wakes up and jaski is like 'hello iolnus.' It's a very normal relationship by two very normal people... just ask either of them.

some random Jaski's (and an iolnus) - jaski's hair/form does shift a little dependent on his focus/mood. His mouth also is more of just a tunnel to a firey centre so you can see blue light down the back of it.

Anyway i both think they're cute and it makes me happy to think about them and their failing brain cell.

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Blood and Thorns Chapter 3 (part 1)

Chapter 3 (Part One): Gardens and Secret Rendezvous

(Read Chapter 1 (part one) here) - (See here for a complete list of chapters)

It came together magnificently and just in time. It was the day before the party, and Razi was finishing up with some preparations she’d been assigned to for the celebration the next day. The house was busy again, the staff working on readying the home to the point of perfection. Sapphire Thorneheart always had high standards and her expectations for her heir-apparent’s official debut into adulthood were no exception.

In the kitchen Razi had been working on the menu for the event. It was important that dietary restrictions of the guests be taken into account as well as providing an enormous array of appetizers and refreshments; Sapphire had brought in assistance from the Cromwell’s home to make sure there were plenty of appropriate options for them and the guard captain’s family, both of whom kept a strict religious diet. The best wine the local tavern had available had been brought in that morning in shocking quantities and Razi was once again reminded how wealthy the family she worked for was. She was tempted to try and pillage a bottle for herself, but thought better of it. She wasn’t a wine drinker anyway. Neither was Frigga. In fact, Razi noticed most of the items the kitchen had been tasked to prepare would not be something Frigga would have ever picked. She didn’t have expensive taste, but it was apparent the party had little to do with what the birthday girl actually wanted. It had Lady Sapphire written all over it. It was a shame and it cemented Razi’s preexisting distaste for these rich people. Why was it too much to just ask your kids what they wanted? Why did a party meant to celebrate them have to be some kind of display of wealth and power? Because, obviously, the party wasn’t for Frigga. Not really. It was for the coven’s heir-apparent to establish her claim to leadership, to intimidate detractors, and to attract a suitable mate. It made Razi sick to think about, honestly. When some of the other staff members were gossiping about who Frigga might end up dancing with the following night, Razi may have overreacted. “You know, I bet Wade Morganson’ll give it a try,” Doris, Frigga’s personal attendant, whispered to Noel, another kitchen-hand. “He’s been single for so long, I think he probably’s been waiting for this.” Noel giggled. “I don’ think the man knows what he’s signin’ up for then, might be out 'f his depth.” “Or Marcus?” “You think? Frigga doesn’t seem to be ‘is type, if you know what I mean.” “Everyone knows what you mean, Noel. Boy’s more feminine than Miss Frigga most o’a time.” “Tha’s true, but think o’ what a wonderful match it’d be.” “Would be beautiful children, no doubt.” That had sent Razi’s blood pressure through the roof. “Doris, don’t you ‘ave something better t’ do?” The bite in Razi’s tone was accidental, surprising even herself. She didn’t apologize for it, though, couldn’t be bothered to feel sorry. Doris’ eyes narrowed. She was the resident gossip-mill president, but what else did a middle-age woman with an easy job have to do? “You’re not even a li’l curious, Wood?” Razi rolled her eyes. “It’s jus’ a party, Doris, it’s not like Miss Thorneheart’s getting married tomorrow.” Doris and Noel exchanged a knowing look. “Maybe not tomorrow,” Noel slowly went back to the batter she’d been mixing. “But I might ‘ave ‘eard Lady Thorneheart talking t’ the dressmaker in town, ordered some specialty fabric she did. Was the nicest available, Angela said, didn’t she?” That was notable. Angela knew nothing if not fabric. Razi frowned. Doris crossed the kitchen to stand next to where Razi had been chopping vegetables. “Speaking ‘f Angie, how’s she been Raz? Seen her lately?” The woman’s tone was infuriating. She already knew the answer. Thank the gods she had the presence of mind to lower her irritating voice. “Doris, I’m gon’ need you to mind your own fucking business for once,” Razi bristled. Doris was fishing for a fuller story, juicy details. Not that she needed help, it wasn’t hard to put the pieces together if one paid attention and Doris always paid attention. “Oh, you seein’ someone else, Wood? Angie was complaining she hasn’t seen you in weeks!” “Nope.” “Been putting extra hours into tha’ project of yours, eh?” “Jus’ doing my job.” “Looking fer a promotion?” “Maybe.” “I’m sure. There’s only so many ways us common folk can climb ladder, save for marrying int’ wealth.” Razi kept her eyes fastened to her own work, scowling, but she felt Doris’ eyes staring at her. Razi hated being the centre of this kind of attention, like she was some book to be read and speculated on. “Dor, I don’ know what you’re trying t’ say, but if you’re gonna say something, spit it out.” The woman shrugged and walked to the stove where the kettle she was waiting on had begun to whistle. “I’m not sayin’ anything, just lookin’ out for Miss Frigga, Wood. Besides you, I’m the one that spends the most time with her after all.” That wasn’t a secret, and in fact had subjected Razi to more of this type of questioning than she had been prepared for. Luckily it came only from peers, usually in jest. Razi hoped the speculation stayed there and didn’t make its way to more authoritative members of staff. Or even to Lady Sapphire herself. Doris started to leave with a fresh pot of tea on her tray before pausing again. “Oh that reminds me, the miss has asked for ‘er walk this afternoon.” She smirked, turned, and left the kitchen leaving Razi to stew. She knew Frigga would ask, she’d mentioned the other day that this morning was going to be particularly stressful with party preparations. It made today the perfect day for the surprise Razi had prepared. She looked at the clock, it was about 1:00 giving her enough time to finish her tasks for the day and to clean herself up somewhat. Gathering the supplies would not take much time today as she knew exactly where they would be going and what they’d need. Razi was nervous. Why was she so nervous? This was going to be great, there’s no way Frigga wouldn’t love it, why was she this nervous?

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Frigga was nervous. With everything going on with the party she hadn’t been outside as much this week and this was her last chance to see Razi before it. Honestly she hadn’t expected to have an afternoon off this close to the large event but she’d been so irritable that her aunt had noticed and allowed her to have the afternoon. It would lift her spirits, after all. All the party planning had been stressing Frigga out, and while she was genuinely looking forward to seeing everyone and dancing with her friends, the event was crucial to her family’s future. She needed to be at her very best and that was a lot of pressure. When Doris returned with her tea, Frigga was in her room making final approvals on her ensemble. Her aunt had ordered it for her almost two months ago and the last alterations had been made last week so it was just a matter of approving the jewelry and styling choices to accompany it. These had also been selected by her aunt and honestly Frigga didn’t feel like she had a choice in the matter. Not that she had a real objection to any of the options, they were all tasteful and elegant. But they weren’t her. It was only for a few hours, she’d deal with it in her usual way. Calmly, quietly, and carefully observant while keeping everyone at arm’s length. Metaphorically. She would be expected to dance with anyone that asked within reason. This whole party was a mere excuse for suiters to make themselves known, after all. Doris placed Frigga’s teacup on the side table next to her. “Miss, Razi Wood has been informed as you requested.” Frigga smiled, still looking over the jewelry laid out before her on the desk. “Thank you, Doris. Do you know if her time will be limited today? I know everyone is busy and I wouldn’t want to take her away for too long if she’s needed.” “No, miss. She’s available for the rest of her workday. You can ‘ave her as long as you’d like.” Frigga’s brow quirked. Interesting phrasing. She knew her attendant well by now. She also knew servants in general were the best possible source of information if you built up trust. They saw everything. That was actually something that had concerned Frigga early on, would Razi pass on their conversations to other staff members? How would that affect Frigga’s respectability? They’d had incredibly personal conversations early on and it wouldn’t do to have the staff know about her feelings for certain professors at school or her distaste for the majority of her aunt’s taste in home decor. She would especially not feel comfortable with the staff knowing how she dreaded the next few months, knowing she was terrified of being married to a man for the family’s sake, or that she knew since when she was a child to whom she was attracted to. But Razi was silent on all those things. Frigga came to learn that Razi had a distaste for gossip and politics in general and it was deeply comforting. But Doris was perceptive. And presumptuous. She’d already put some pieces together and was digging for more, albeit subtly. Frigga could play that game too, if she wanted. Maybe for Razi’s sake she should shut this down. After all, the heir-apparent to the Thorneheart household shouldn’t be tolerating such rumours, true or not. “Thank you Doris. I expect, then, that your own tasks for tomorrow are also nearly complete?” Doris paled somewhat. “O-of course Miss. There’s still a few items to take care of but nothing that won’t be easily accomplished.” Smiling, Frigga looked at her attendant in the mirror. “Very good, Doris. Would you mind checking in on Leland for a bit? I’d like some time to review these. Come back in about forty minutes, I’ll need help getting ready for my walk.” “Yes, Miss.” Doris nodded, curtseyed and left the room shutting the door behind her. She finally had a moment to herself, she hadn’t had one all day. Ever since she’d sat for breakfast there would be someone asking for her opinion on something or her aunt had her in a meeting or some kind of etiquette lesson. It was nonstop, and she was done with it all. Except she wasn’t because three minutes after Doris had gone her aunt’s manservant brought in more documents for review. It wore on her, her mood souring by the minute, until, finally, Doris was back five minutes to 2:00. They got her ready, putting Frigga in something a bit more practical for getting up close and personal with nature. They’d learned Frigga’s first week in the house to not put her in white for her walks, especially after Frigga had fallen into the pond. They pinned her hair up and out of the way and Doris left out her shoes for Frigga to bring downstairs. Once her drawing tools were gathered, Frigga grabbed her boots and rushed to the back veranda.