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GRETA LEE Calvin Klein ad campaign directed by Mert Alas, August 2024
#greta lee#gretaleeedit#gleeedit#calvin klein#ck#womenedit#userdaniel#flawlessbeautyqueens#femalegifsource#femalestunning#dailywomen#flawlesscelebs#userbbelcher#chewieblog#userstream#userladiesblr#userladiesofcinema#userlera#userbru#userlenny#useraurore#tuserdee#dailywoc#wonderfulwoc#wocedit#sp ice edit#actoredit#gifset#my edit
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aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!
(Bruv I keep changing from fandom to fandom ;-;)
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Art Dump:
#fanart#henry stickmin#charles calvin#ellie#monkie kid macaque#six eared macaque#sun wukong#mk#bai he lmk#savage and rumble#savage#rumble#shadowpeach#stickvin#craig tucker#tweek tweak#sp tweek#sp craig#creek
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posting this here just because i can 😇
#zero day 2003#zero day#south park#south park creek#sp creek#creek sp#caldre#the skrunkles#tweek tweak#craig tucker#andre kriegman#calvin gabriel#cal gabriel
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186 for the number thingy you asked about.
Chemical pollution is a real problem, don't you think? ;(
Page 187 goes onto say how jellyfish are immune to some of the negative effects of these poisons because they don't have many complex organs :)
#.professor jellyfish speaks#ask#aurelia sp.#Thanks Calvin you're a real one ��🙏#jellyfish#Jellyfish would survive the apocalypse
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dreamt of vacuuming a carpet and entry rug until they became so vibrant and clean.. it was a lot of work byt they turned out bright orange!
#there was a lot of dried cat vomit or something that was annoying to get out#also my moms house was huge and labyrinthian#<-sp(?)#myaa#oh AND. saw two issues of a pokemon variety comic (like stc)#that had calvin & hobbes. jay jay the jet plane. and a couple other things#he had issue 10 and idk 13
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I FUCKING LOVE SOUTH PARK
Chimpokemon episode my beloved
I have two/three of the games I love TSOT
cal and andre would watch beavis and butthead(and south park) CHANGE MY MIND.
#fuck clyde iykyk#sp tsot#zero day#zero day 2003#cal gabriel#cal robertson#calvin gabriel#calvin robertson#andre kriegman#andre keuck#zero day headcanons#andre irl
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Could I please request some romantic childhood friends to young adult lovers headcannons with Rocky, Freckle, and Ivy? I feel like this trope would suit these three very well, especially for our favorite chaotic musician.
Absolutely my love! This was an absolute blast to write -- I forgot how much I loved this trio! Below the cut! <3
Roark “Rocky” Rickaby
Rocky’s world has been on the verge of collapse for… well, almost as long as he can remember really. And you know what they say — at the end of everything, hold onto anything. Your presence in his life has been, arguably, the number one thing keeping him afloat in the dark waves that have been rolling through his life since death struck his home.
But even before that, you were like his other half — a partner in crime, if you will! Anyone looking in would see the two of you as part of some sort of circus act, with how easily you meshed together.
You were practically attached at the hip — hardly ever found without the other, the two of you did just about everything together.
Playing pranks on the neighbors before running down the street, hand in hand.
Dancing between each other, tails interlocking and then fanning back out to the side, you possessed a shared grace that only came with the deepest of friendships.
Finishing each others’ sentences, no matter how complex, with hardly even a glance toward the other, things just came naturally. His mother always said the two of you would get married someday, with how easily things seem to come to the two of you — he agreed, but on the condition that he’d get to play all the music. You agreed too, so long as you got to sing.
Of course, things changed when the Red Death came.
Just as you shared all things, you shared his grief, too. He still remembers how you ran after his train heading off towards St. Louis, trying to commit his face to memory. He kept every letter you sent, and waited dutifully by the door every Christmas morning for you to keep your own promise to visit.
(You always kept your promises. Always. He supposes your own parents must have seen how close the two of you were, knew it would have killed you to keep you away.)
But most of all, he remembers how magical it was to sweep you back into his arms, when you joined him on the run at the age of 16.
He’s not sure when things changed — he doesn’t think they ever really did, actually. There’s always been a deep love between you — you just didn’t have the words to describe it, yet. And so when your lips met under the starry sky one night on a warm Summer night, for the first time since childhood, neither of you pulled away. No stammering words, or flustered shakes. It was just as things were always meant to be.
Calvin “Freckle” Allen McMurray
Calvin was never the most social kid. Talking to people can be intimidating, and really, he does better when he can think out some responses first… which doesn’t really happen, in a conversation. And so, he’s always been pretty happy to just stay inside and read. Maybe meander out to the field to watch a game or two in peace.
But you? You’re an exception.
Nina praises God every day that you’re in his life. She’s always been so worried for the boy, concerned that he’s not getting enough sunshine. The last thing she wants is for her son to become a shut-in, and with how shy he is, she thought it was an impossibility. But you, shining you, seem to have brightened up his life a bit.
He still remembers the day that you moved into the neighborhood, how insistent your parents were on having the two of you meet. He stood behind his mother’s leg, peering out anxiously. You weren’t much better off in that department, clearly nervous. But once the two of you were shoved together? Things just… flowed. And sure, it took little Calvin a minute to open up, but once he did? He’d wait by the door every day for you to come over, legs swinging over the side of the chair with a new book clutched to his chest.
You’re a perfect duo together — you two love spending time inside together, but you always manage to drag him out for a little adventure on the streets at some point during the day.
And well, you can’t help but coax him into a bit of secret mischief every now and again. He says he’s a good kid who never breaks the rules, and he’ll say it until his very last breath… but the giddy laugh he gives out says otherwise, even if he does clamp his hands over his mouth right after.
You became a bit of a bodyguard for Freckle once Rocky moved in with them — you still participated in the group shenanigans of course, but it was nice to have someone to run to when he couldn’t run away from one of Rocky’s new experiments.
He still remembers how you begged his mom to take the three of you to the amusement park up the road for his 12th birthday, how you saved every penny you got from your chores to pay for it all. How you managed to get her to agree he still has no idea, but its one of his favorite memories. Rocky had to be carried home, crashed out from the sugar high, but Freckle? He was still teeming with adrenaline. You made sure to drag him to the brand-new Ferris Wheel, knowing his secret penchant for thrills, and once he got up to the very top, he never wanted to come down. Not just because of the adrenaline rush that comes with seeing the whole world at once for the first time, but because of how close the two of you were.
He hadn’t felt shy around you in years, but for some reason, your body heat seeping into him made his breath catch in his throat and his face hot. And it was addicting.
From then on, he was just the slightest bit different around you. Not in a bad way, mind you — but still, noticeable. He perks up a bit more when you speak, jumps a bit more when you reach out to him, leans into your touch when you connect.
He vehemently denies any feelings when Nina starts prodding him about it, of course.
His confession is more accidental than anything else.
He’s had plenty of admirers in highschool, all of whom have tried to confess their adoration in different ways. But by far the most popular was through letter. Flustered faces and twitching ears as they hand over pink envelopes, only to be left unopened in his bedside drawer.
You had asked once, kicked back on his bed as he put away yet another perfumed letter, why he never responded to any of them. They’re pretty, they’re nice… so why not give it a shot?
He didn’t know how to explain that it wasn’t that he didn’t want to date, it’s that he didn’t want to date them.
And slowly, all the pieces in your shared mind clicked together. And when you interlocked your hands — an action you had done a million times before — it felt… different. Things had always felt natural, but this time, it felt right.
You don’t know who leaned in first — as with all things in your lives, it was probably yet another shared action. What you do know is that you had many, many years to make up for.
Ivy Pepper
Ivy has never quite meshed with her peers — she gets along with them great, but they’ve never been exactly what she’s looking for. Too prim, too proper, too afraid of getting mussed up. She wants adventure! She wants fun!
And you? You’re fun.
As she got older and older, her parents just seemed to have less and less time for her. And yes, it kind of crushed her. But you’re her home away from home — her best friend in the world, the person who is there for her when noone else is. Her dad hardly knows a thing about her, but nowadays it seems like you know everything there is to know about her.
When she was little she’d wait by the door for your parents to bring you by, bouncing eagerly on the balls of her feet. But once you got older? She’d be running off in the early hours of the morning to your meeting spot out on the corner… or scaling your house to shimmy through your bedroom window. There was never any need, of course — she just liked the rush that came with doing something she technically shouldn’t. And she really liked the stifled giggles that would fall from your lips when you gripped her hands to pull her through the opening.
You’re a couple of sweet little con artists, taking the phrase “partners in crime” to new heights. Ivy, the doll-faced sweetheart, and you, the instigator. You make a great team together, but honestly, it’s more about the fun than it is the nickles and dimes you earn.
Whenever her favorite songs come on the record player, you always have your hand extended to her before she even has to ask.
Ivy has had plenty of boyfriends in the past, but none of them have ever felt like the romance books that she reads in her spare time. The closest she’s ever felt to that is… with you.
She remembers one night, when she shimmied through your window for the millionth time, just laying on your bed together. Giggling with each other on the duvet, shushing one another in hushed whispers, and illuminated only by candlelight. The light glimmered, highlighting your features, and she was struck with the urge to reach out, to touch, to hold and be held, and God, she just never wanted the night to end. She knew then that this was what all the books had been writing about, this exact feeling. And as your giggles died down, she couldn’t help but reach out to you, touching fingertips. Contact, in the name of “comparing hand sizes,” unity upheld in the candlelight.
After that night, things are a bit different. She’s flirted with so many people before, but you? You’re… different. She’s just as bold, mind you, but her smile when you fluster or respond back is more giddy than you’ve ever seen her before.
She plays coy, but you’re practically her other half — you know all of her tricks.
So when she leans into your space one night, hands placed just shy of your crossed legs, asking to kiss you, just to know what it’s like? You know exactly what she’s getting at — know that this is so much more than just an experiment between friends.
And when your lips meet, you wonder why you ever labored through the song and dance before, when you could have had this the whole time.
#lackadaisy x reader#rocky rickaby x reader#calvin mcmurray x reader#ivy pepper x reader#lackadaisy rocky x reader#lackadaisy freckle x reader#lackadaisy ivy x reader#lackadaisy imagine#lackadaisy imagines#roark rickaby x reader
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Ok so this’ll be the only haul I post w/o a pic, and the last one w/o a total too, simply because it was Sunday’s haul and I still remember it (kind of at least lol).
So I only hit 3 stores but this one’s still my favorite so far:
- W0rlď mârkět: ring (stone fell out soon as I got home ):<), two chocolate bars, hot chocolate mix, phone disco light, cat pen, 2 glitter pens, pair of sunglasses, other stuff I’m forgetting
- ũļtä: can’t remember cause I put it all away but it was like 12 palettes to bo0st, a bunch of lips stuff, 2 opi nail polishes, concealer, and some other stuff. It was quite a bit, filled up my bags and all, but not as much as usual bc an sp gave me a dirty look so I hauled my ass outta there pretty quickly
- säkş ôff 5țh: ok so this is 100% my new fave place to l1fť from. I brought abt 40 items into the dressing room with help from my friend (limit was 6 items but nobody gave a single shit or even saw). 3 dresses from the Kooples, 4 shirts from the Kooples, 3 dresses from Ramy Brook, 1 Loveshackfancy shirt, a Vince cashmere/wool/cotton blend sweater, 2 BCBG skirts, 4 Vince tops, a Vince skirt, 2 long sleeve theory shirts, and more im def forgetting bc i dont have the stuff with me. ill add on when i get home!
and i thought 2 ramy brook tops and 2 5à7 dresses (n0rdys) was impressive last time! i also hit bloomys where i got a bunch of cashmere and RL and a silk Vince top. i also got an awesome blazer n tank top from a brand called ming wang from v0nm@ur. the time before that i got a bunch of cheap tops to consign from dkny and calvin klein from m@cys and such, and before that was my first time lifting ever, when i lifted 6 christmas dresses (dkny and calvin klein from m@cys)! im still forgetting a bunch n im rambling (but you guys my vanity and bathroom has zero room left fpr makeup, i have no clue how my parents havent questioned me bringing home thousands in makeup each weekend)
well anyway thats all for now, it was an awesome haul! this weekend im hoping to go to a sákş öff 5țh (though it might not be as easy), maybe a new n0rdys or blo0mys (or nordrack or blo0mys outlet), maybe just an outlet mall; I also wanna try a new Sêphõra and go back to çvş, and I’m also curious abt going to the actually designer boutiques… I’m guessing everything’s tagged? I’m talking mid tier designers like theory, wolford, etc. anyone have any tips?
Also I’m realizing my mïcháêls is like the only one that doesn’t lock the copics up- I didn’t even know those were valuable. guess I’ll be returning soon.
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The New Apartment
Calvin hung the last of the pictures in his home - Despite how upset he was with Nina, he had to admit, he still loved her, and having the picture there was nice.
He looked over his new apartment - one of Bapka's - a nice enough place, if small, with a modern kitchen, the convenience of being ground level, and-
and a knock on the door.
"So!" Ivy, in that new day dress she'd bought, and an almost (but not quite) garish display of pearls, leaned in. "This is the new place, huh?"
"Aye." Calvin smiled, and held her hand. "Come in."
Ivy looked around. The kitchen was...clearly where the attention had gone. Some pictures were hung in bizarre places, no doubt to hide stains - the wallpapers were fine, but old, and the floor was hardwood but scratched and scraped in spots. Calvin hadn't had trouble with the furniture, and he even had a cute little space for his typewriter next to a window looking out on the street. It was gorgeous!
It was perplexing.
"LOVELY spot you got here, Freck!" She looked around. "Why, if it wasn't so scandalous I'd just about move in here with you! Kiss that lousy housing fee goodbye and all that." She winked, sitting at his typewriter. "How's the novel coming along?"
"...it's...coming along."
"I see..." Ivy said, knowingly. She stood. "Calvin, dearie, this place is nice, but...why'd you go and start renting?"
"Well, I...I had a lot of money burning a hole in my pocket and I figured I'd-"
"You didn't think to sp[end it on little ol' me?" Ivy teased, and batted her eyes, "why, I'm insulted!"
"Who says this isn't for you?" Calvin winked, and moved some hair from her face.
Ivy laughed. "Freckle, as much as I love you I know for a fact you wouldn't go to all THIS trouble for me without saying anything." She sat on his couch. "Come now, what is it?"
"Well...ehm..."
Ivy's expression softened, and her smile turned sour. "What's the matter at home, Calvin? You never wanted to move out before now...what changed?"
"Nina and I had a...a fight."
"A fight? How bad?"
"...she called you a-..." He hesitated. "A not very good word in Irish."
"Really, now?" Ivy crossed her arms. "And what might that be?"
"A Fraochún."
Ivy tried to remember what little of the language she knew - she was awful at learning knew languages. She furrowed a brow. "...a wildberry?"
"A whore. She called you a whore." Calvin said, sounding like he was still angry about the whole affair. He leaned on the wall, not looking Ivy in the eye as he spoke.
"A what?" Ivy stood. "She called me a wh-"
"It wasn't just that." Calvin said. "I started it, I...she's mad about work and the novel and..." He crossed his arms, and hesitated.
"She said she wished she'd never let me come back from Cork after school."
"...Oh, Calvin." Ivy walked over to him, and held him, tight. "I'm so sorry...that can be hard to hear from your own mother." She said. She rubbed his side, and looked up. "I wish she'd never said that."
"I do, too." He said. He looked over at a picture on the wall - the last one he'd hung up, over the mantle. "See her? On the left?"
"Yeah."
"That's her. That's Nina." He said.
"I should've guessed with that mean scowl." Ivy said. "If you're so mad at her why do you have a picture of her hanging up?"
"...she used to sing me to sleep." Calvin said. "She made cake for my birthday." He looked down, and then at Ivy. "I shouldn't like her. And I don't, not after that. But...I can't just leave her out of things. She shaped me, for...better or worse." Calvin walked towards the kitchen. "If you'd rather I take it down, I-"
"It's your apartment, Calvin." She said, walking up and hugging him from behind, "and she's your mother. So don't go changing anything just for little ol' me, okay?"
"...okay."
"Now, how do you say that one thing again? My heart is in you? It's, eh...taw muh...tawmuhkree..."
"Tá mo chroí istigh ionat?"
"Likewise." She nestled in. "I love you..."
"I love you too..."
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wonderful things for a young boy to have:
game boy advance sp
simpsons dvd’s
calvin and hobbes collections
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Omniverse Falls
Story Summary: What would happen if the Crystal Gems had settled down in a place other than Beach City, a little backwoods town just west of weird…? What if, upon coming to Gravity Falls for the summer, Mikey and his younger twin siblings, Dipper and Mabel were to befriend Steven and his two best friends, Toby and Connie? What kind of magical and mysterious adventures would they have? What if a watch-like device falls from space, attaches to Mikey, and gives him the power to transform into 10 different kinds of aliens, while trying to keep his secret from the world? And, how would they fare against the combined threats of merciless, Homeworld Gems and a certain triangular demon? Find out what happens when Magic and Mystery meet in Omniverse Falls…
Characters:
Major TLH/C: Lincoln, The Loud Sisters (Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lucy, Lana, Lola, Lisa, and Lily), Lynn Sr., Rita, Leonard, Lance, Albert, Myrtle, Ruth, Clyde, Sam, Mazzy, Sully, Benny, Maggie, Silas, Skippy, Winston, David, Ronnie Anne, Bobby, Arturo, Maria, Carlos, Frida, Carlota, The Casagrande Brothers (CJ, Carl, and Carlitos), Rosa, Hector, Danny, Lupe, Sid, Adelaide, Stanley, Becca, Harold, Howard, Scotts, Angus, Morag, Chuck, and Mick
Major MML: Bradley
Major GF: April, The Swanson Siblings (Calvin, Harriet, Hannah, Hugo, Cody, and Nina), Henry, and Laura
Major SU/AB: Steven, Toby, Connie, Garnet (Ruby/Sapphire), Amethyst, Pearl, Rose Quartz (flashbacks), Greg, Dr. Tenma, Jean, Teresa, Duncan, Elizabeth, Brian, Beverly, Bim, Bam, Luka, Lion, Lapis Lazuli, Peridot, Bismuth, Jasper, Yellow Diamond, Blue Diamond (flashbacks), Yellow Pearl, Blue Pearl (flashbacks), The Ruby Squadron (Doc, Leggy, Army, Navy, and Eyeball), Martha, Lars, Sadie, Ronaldo, Peedee, Jamie, Buck, Jenny, Kiki, Sour Cream, Mr. Fryman, Kofi Pizza, Doug, Priyanka, Aarav, Kevin, Vidalia, Yellowtail, Onion, Marty, Barb, Andy, Mark, Dogcopter, and the Off-Colors (Fluorite (Anatase/Red Pearl/Lavender Sapphire/The Peridot Trio (Head Peridot, Right Peridot, and Left Peridot), Rhodonite (Levi/Button), Padparadscha, and the Rutile Twins (Mindy and Cindy)).
Major OF/WFRR (AU): Mikey, Dipper, Mabel, Stan, Ford, Wendy, Soos, Bill Cipher, Gideon, Candy, Grenda, Gorney, Pacifica, McGucket, Waddles, Gompers, Mr. Poolcheck, Mermando, Ma, Pa, Robbie, Tamby, Thompson, Lee, Nate, Manly Dan, Caroline, The Corduroy Brothers (Marcus, Kevin, and Gus), Joellynn, Jessica, Roger, The Rabbit Kids (Zephyr and Beth), Tyler, Sheriff Blubs, Deputy Durland, Preston, Pricilla, Filbrick, Karen, Blendin, Agent Powers, Agent Trigger, Time Baby, Lazy Susan, Giffany, Abuelita, Reggie, Bud, Archibald, Nathaniel, Elizabeth, Quinten, Toby, Blind Ivan, Rumble, The Summerween Trickster, Wax Sherlock, Jeff, Shmebulock, Ducktective, Azmuth, Xeannith, Retaliator, Tetrex, Gluto, Sixsix, Kraab, Verdona, Aggregor, The Omnitrix Aliens (Goop, Four Arms, Grey Matter, Echo Echo, Upgrade, Diamondhead, NRG, Big Chill, AmpFibian, and Heatblast), The Omnitrix Unlock Aliens (Ghostfreak, Fasttrack, Feedback, and Gax), and Ra'ad
Major SP: Jack and Rebecca
Major SD: Shaggy and Scooby
Ships: Steven/Connie, Mikey/Carly, Mikey/Wendy, Shaggy/Wendy, Dipper/Wendy, Dipper/Pacifica, Bradley/Pacifica, Ruby/Sapphire, Rose/Greg, Pearl/Rose, Tenma/Jean, Nate/Jenny, Robbie/Kiki, Lars/April, Ronaldo/Sadie, Brian/Lapis, Azmuth/Xennith, Dipper/Connie, Steven/Mabel, Steven/Dipper, Amethyst/Peridot,
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fantasy, Drama, Angsy, Friendship, Humor, Action, Family/Hurt/Comfort, Mystery, and Sci-Fi
Rating: Dark Subjects and etc
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Ok I finally found the time to explain my updated Fischoeder theory
Sp let's start with what we already have
The theory that me and @amethysttheanarchist made and used on our presentation about the Fischoeders is as such
We think that Grover is from their fathers side of the family
And that in order for Grover's side of the family to be the "poor side" that the parents of Papa fischoeder were rich and just passed their money onto Papa, which would make the sibling Papa (probably) has poor
It's simple amd makes since
It covers up any holes Past theories had
But now...
I this I found something that makes it make more since
In season 1 ep 13, Torpedo towards the end of the episode Calvin says this
"You remind me of my father.He was honest, and he worked hard.You an immigrant, Bob?"
And from An Indecent Thanksgiving Proposal we know that the Fischoeder family crest are 10 snakes, which Calvin refers to as schlongs (which yes I know they mostly said that as a joke but like...still...point still stands)
(And just entire thing from the wiki "The family's name and Fischoeder's reference to the German language might indicate that the family originates from Germany, Austria, or Switzerland."
So the theory that Papa fischoeder (we gotta get him an actual name):has a sibling and that's probably the parent to grover and they're probably poor still stands
BUT I think instead of Papa's parents being rich and passing it down to papa
I think they were poor in Germany (or Austria or Switzerland) and Papa just..just moved to Seymore's bay and worked his way up to where he was
And I think it started with the wharf
Because as we know from the deleted scene for the movie. The wharf kept being destroyed and rebuilt over and over
A property like that can't be selling for high money (I think, idk I know nothing about things like that), get yourself a poor Papa fischoeder and boom
I'm already working on other headcanons that I wanna share but you guys get the point
#now like every theory for the Fischoeders there are some holes#like they have a family crest...1. thats uncommon nowadays#2. only royalty and nobels would have crests...#but i dont think there will ever be a sound theory that covers every base#i put more thought into these characters backstory then the creators ever have...#which is kinda lame#but i dont care :3 i get to theorize about an old fictional man and his family#and that is very fun#bob's burgers#bobs burgers#mr fischoeder#calvin fischoeder#felix fischoeder
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I don’t think Taylor fell out of Love with Joe until she realized they were never going to work out. They both react to problems differently. She is confrontational and he retreats. I think she was fully in love with him despite the breaks and he too. She was still in love with him during the writing of Midnights because of writing songs referring to him in a good way: Karma, Labrinth(sp), Lavender Haze, etc. Bejeweled was not about Joe. It was Calvin not wanting her to overshine him. He didn’t even want anyone to know she wrote his hit song. She wore that bejeweled looking dress on her usual date night with Calvin but took Austin instead.
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granny does not deserve all that
#aaron taylor johnson#oh my#marauders#harry potter#james potter#the original fc#regulus and lily going feral#stop#i can’t take this
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UMM com update incoming! idr how much of this I shared god bless + not a lot happened that isnt rly specific bc we had downtime
i was away from the group while they went to a food truck bc someone that worked there is missing
they got told the missing person (mia) was a bad cook but everyone loved her food anyway bc it made them feel good (rift confirmed there) and that she was contacted by an ex cop/current PI, luis navarro (sp?)
I ended up at rice assets, got told to make an appt and killed time for tink to explore by going in circles abt my schedule. then said I wanted to invest in the area (bc the person who is the Big Bad of this section was talking abt that) got laughed at and ultimately had to wait til work was done
(flash forward) texting Seth abt how I found who we r looking for and tink is scared of her + she makes me feel weird too (looking at her increased my clingy status effect by 1 number, or 2 pips)
got told I almost texted "I miss you" but erased it before (my choice) saying "please come here" (I very very rarely say please)
(flash forward, after food truck but before texting Seth)
rest of the group goes to where luis last was, run into his wife, find a gun w silver bullets + a silver knife. told abt "faerie ring park" as a lead
they found a drawing of [INSERT BAD RIFT HERE] and seth used prev gatekeeper knowledge re: what is weak to silver
they text info to calvin (as this is just meant to be reconnaissance) and he tells everyone to come back immediately
Seth argues in my favor, saying he's glad he didn't pledge anything to Calvin bc I Very Rarely directly ask for things/mention my feelinfs
i sic my shadow on eva rice (scary woman) and text Seth that I'll concede and go back to Calvin but will not be waiting long
DOWNTIME MOVES
the others r not my business. Seth goes to work and Calvin can tell it unsettles me, puts his hand on my shoulder and tells me he will be back soon. it is nothing but humiliating that everyone else can tell how weird I'm being
text Seth 2 meet me in neverland after he's done w work, in the meantime I try and get ppls shadows to tell me their secrets
Seth texts me that we need to talk about something (ooc I know what exactly he's referring to, IC it's a miscommunication)
i meet Seth at his island filled w giant sweets and such, start rambling like "I'm really sorry I've been acting so strangely that place is weird and you just. make me feel really really weird and I dont like it or understand it I oh sorry here's your jacket back"
Seth says that what he wanted to talk about was me "trying to stab" yan (didn't intend to stab him. he grabbed me and I flailed around w my knife til he let me go).
he said that I should apologize. "do you consider yan a friend? i think you do." (cue grimace) and I was like. i guess. if I have to.
Seth asks what I was talking about before "what?" (playing dumb) "what?" (knows I suck at being vulnerable) "I... forgot." (lying so bad) but he accepts it bc he is sweet and won't push
i make some colorful silver bullets + a silver laced chain
mc suggests me n Seth sleep in neverland
we all meet calvin next day give him info, roxie gives us various silver things he was able to make in one day, Roxie sees my bullets and pats me very hard on the back
i awkwardly apologize to yan, I'm more focused on the knife thing while to him the serious thing is that I put myself in danger. i tell him Ive never really had friends before and to me none of this seemed like a huge deal (the last part is not in those words. much less blatant re: not knowing what's normal. i did say that I've never had a friend that isn't tink tho)
I'm not sure he accepts my apology but he does give me a hug because he knows how hard it is for me.
we head 2 faerie ring park because eva rice is busy at work and we will not be able to confront her until later. the park is abandoned and "smells of decay" there was a man in a raincoat who disappeared? no. jumped into a hole. end session.
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