#thanks marty xoxo

[lesbianrobin]

rating stobin halloween costume options that u guys submitted!

doc brown (robin) and marty mcfly (steve): 7/10 using back to the future for them is very fun but it's a bit expected... a bit normie.... also steve would just look like himself i think like it would just look like robin was an old guy and steve didn't wear a costume.

kurt russell (steve) and the thing (robin): 9/10 the thought of robin constructing some horrific sfx costume to be the thing is fucking incredible and i think steve would enjoy being sexy kurt russell. also he would definitely tell people he was kurt russell and if they said you mean rj macready? he'd be like who?

snoopy (steve) and woodstock (robin): 5/10 ok i know i KNOW it's cute in theory but think about it in practice. how would they actually do these costumes. we know they're diy'ing this. i fear this would just be like t-shirts with some marker on them and perhaps scary-looking face paint. maybe it could be cute but idk i don't have faith in them </3

bert and ernie: 10/10 this would be absolutely iconic and i think they would slay. no notes.

cagney and lacey: 6/10 i must admit this one was my idea. i think it's not recognizable enough and they'd be explaining it all night but i just love the thought of them having such a dykey couple costume.

bonnie and clyde: 7/10 once again i fear this might not be super recognizable but it is a fun idea and they'd look so hot.

ripley and the alien: 9/10 i worry about how they're gonna pull off the alien but i like to imagine that steve is wearing the panties + tank top combo and that is worth enough for me to set aside practicality.

the blues brothers: 9/10 they would look so sexy and have so much fun in their little matching suits <3

batman (robin) and robin (steve): 10/10 this would be so fucking cute and i Know they would spend the entire night waiting for somebody to say robin's name so they could both go "yes?" at the same time and then giggle like little children.

hammer and sickle: 7/10 idk how they would do this one but i thought of it weeks ago and haven't stopped laughing at my own idea since.

merry and pippin: 9/10 because when i got the ask suggesting this costume i almost cried bc it is just so precious to imagine HOWEVER if they went to a halloween party barefoot i'd have to kill myself.

shaggy and fred: 8/10 very cute but i feel like they need a scooby...

twins from the parent trap (1961): 9/10 this one is so funny to me like it's such a funny reference to make and it also implies that either they get wigs or they get the same haircut which is just an incredible visual.

princess leia (steve) and han solo (robin): 7/10 ok listen. listen hear me out. i love the gender fuckery we know this BUT i truly believe that steve would refuse to do a star wars costume if he couldn't be han solo. like i just don't think he would do it. however if she could convince him then robin would absolutely eat! it would be so sexy she would be absolutely crushing it with the ladies.

miracle max and valerie: 7/10 ok listen i support this one but it's just not my favorite. like it's funny it's unique it's original but i think steve wants to be sexy on halloween and i also suspect they would have to explain this one a lot.

salt and pepper shakers: 8/10 it's giving blues clues and i love it. very much classic couples costume but the classics are classics for a reason!

wesley (steve) and inigo montoya (robin): 10/10 hot. imagine robin doing the little monologue. steve wearing the mask. them fencing with like toy lightsabers or something. this one fucking rules.

ok that's it thank you for attending my presentation <3 love u all xoxo bye

[small-sinclair]

Could you write Bo x insecure S/O (but like super duper extra fluffy). Idk why but Soft Bo is legit the best and not enough ppl write him like that.

Headcanons or dabbles - anything would be great, I trust that you know best. Anyways, thank you xoxo

Hewos! Hope you like vampires🩵

Bo x plus size fem!y/n

Contains: blood, biting, killing, she/her pronouns used, body shaming (not from Bo), not sure if I like the ending

Welcomed readers: @fluffy-little-demon, @sketchy-rosewitch, @lovely-cryptid

Bo POV:

Bo watched carefully as the new group in town moved through the streets. They were calling out for someone, but wax doesn’t talk back… it never has talked back unless you listen carefully. Still, Bo watched from the shadows in his black suit and tie, his fingers fidgeting with his father’s sun ring. He was busy thinking who was dead, who was art, and who was food.

Then Bo saw her in knee-high jean shorts, bright yellow t-shirt with cute butterflies on it, and a ball cap over her hair. The breeze carried her scent, and it sent shivers down his spine; he found her.

He found his wife.

Reader POV:

As soon as you and your friends entered the House of Wax, a smile crossed formed. Not was the air conditioner running at high to beat the heat, but there was a stair case made out of wax. The art was beautiful and bright, and it was paused in the 70s style.

“Y/n, wait!” You turned your head at Liza. “Look! It’s you!” She and her boyfriend started snickering as she pointed at a pig’s head on the table. “They knew you were coming!”

You hugged yourself as you shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, funny, Liza.” You move farther into the museum and looked at the waxed bookcase. “All of this is made with wax,” you whispered to yourself.

“Bet you wished it was made outta chocolate!” Marty, Liza’s boyfriend, laughed, his friends joining you.

You bit back your tongue and kept looking at the art and pieces. Under you, the floor creaked and cracked.

“Hear that?” One of his friends whispered, making you pause. “Oh, it’s not an earthquake— it’s just y/n walking around!”

Guess we know what broke the camel’s back.

You spun on your heels and hurried towards the door to find that mechanic—

When you opened the door, you bumped into a strong chest and stumbled back. You looked up to see a man dressed all in black with smoothed back from grease, and you could smell smoke and oil over his clothing, but it had a old country boy feeling to it.

He was startled that you were running out as soon as he was about to lay out his words for you in sugar, that was until Liza shouted, “Look out for Rhino!” Then they laughed you out, pushing past him and took off to the car shop.

He looks between your run and at the group. As much as he wanted to rip out all of their throats with his teeth, he decided against it. Instead, he put his fingers in his mouth. His whistle echoed throughout the building, and it silenced the laughter. Their eyes looked at him as he loosened his tie and pulled down his cuffs. His ocean blue eyes shimmered as they faded to a burning fire red, eyes twitching in anger. How dare they say that about you…

His boots echoed as he walked into the room. He turns, closes the door, and locks it. “Vincent!” Bo snapped, jolting the group’s shoulders. He takes off his jacket and throws his tie. His red eyes burned brighter, a snarl leaving him as he watched the group coward away.

As soon as he saw Vincent, he felt his fangs showing. “Now, we don’ take kindly t’folks like yourself.” As he talked, his boots echoed as he walked towards the group. They looked like cowardly sheep by the way the moved closer together. Bo could’ve laughed at the way the bigger one was trying to protect Liza. “Be a shame, though. To waste good food lik’ yer-selfs.”

“You’re-you’re a—“

“Aw, sweetheart,” Bo hummed, his drawl heavy as he and his brother corner the group. “Vampires lik’ us are rare. So… consider you lucky to see us.”

Vincent placed a hand over the mouth of one three men and lifted his mask. Long, pearly fangs showed before his bit down hard on his neck. Bo smiled as their screams echoed.

Let the games begin.

***************

You were crying in the church next to the waxed statues in the pews. You found out that they were bodies real fast, but you didn’t seem to care much as your cries echoed around the church. You didn’t know how long were you crying in a ball behind the casket. You heard the whispers and murmurs on the tape reply twice already.

Then you hear the door open and boots clicking towards the casket. “Darlin’?” The man called. “Darlin’? Ya in here?” He didn’t wait for you to answer as he rounds the coffin and finds you curled into your lap crying. He frowns and sits next to you. “Now, why is a beautiful creature like you cryin’?”

“I’m-I’m not beautiful,” you cried. “I’m fat and ugly and-and—“

“An’ t’right size to show some lovin’,” he interrupted, saying those words like it’s a fact.

“You’re just saying that to-to be nice,” you sniffled. “You don’t mean it.”

He chuckles and leans back on his mother’s coffin. “Nah, honey. Can’t lie in front of my mama.” You glanced at him, and your eyes grow wide as you saw his hands and neck covered in dried blood. “Mama didn’t raise a liar,” he drawls. “I swear to ya, honeybee,” he glanced at you and flashed you a smile. His white canine s longer than normal… but you weren’t afraid. “I think ya t’prettiest thin’ I’ve ever seen. Shit, ya put ol’ Ms. Ambrose to shame.”

You laughed at his comment and shook your head. “Bet you charm all the ladies.”

“Yeah, I do,” he answers, “but I reckon I found myself an angel righ’ here.”

You look at him up and down. “Are you… flirting?”

“Am I doin’ good?” He leans forward and looks up at the altar. “I hope ‘m doin’ good.” He looks around and sighs softly. “I bet you saw the people…”

“The waxed graves?” You wiped your eyes. “Yeah. But it doesn’t scare me. I just… just needed to cry. Besides,” you lowered your eyes, “I’m a rhino.” Then you rolled your eyes. “And a southern vampire is going to kill me.”

Bo shook his head and moved to be kneeling in front of you. He took both your hands and said, “Darlin’, what do you want?”

“What—?”

“What do I need to give ya?” Bo asked again. “The stars? Moon? Shit, ‘ll give ya my dead-beating heart! Anythin’ just to see ya smile.”

“How about your name?” You asked, feeling how sticky his hands were from blood.

“Bo,” he said, bringing up your hand and kissed it. “Bo Sinclair.”

“Y/n,” you said, smiling. “I’m y/n.” Then your smile fell. “You going to kill me now?”

He shakes his head. “Be a shame if I did.” He stands and offered you help. “Wanna take you home, sugar. Wanna show you off to every person an’ my brothers. You’re just so damn cute an’ beautiful.”

You looked at him and the blood on his chin. “Promise?”

“Cross my heart,” he whispered. You didn’t hesitate as you took his hand. “I’ll treat you so right everyday.”

“Everyday?”

Your hopeful eyes, your voice… Bo is falling apart for you so fast. “I swear to ya, y/n. Now, come on— Vince’s wanna t’meet ya.”

[reds-writings]

Hi red! I apologize in advance for my english, it's not my first language :( and I couldn't help but stop by and leave some real praise for the JJ universe.

I'm about to watch the last episode of the first season of True Detective and then read the last two chapters that you posted, I'm literally preparing myself as if it were an event, I swearrr 🥲

You capture the essence of Rust and all his dynamics with the reader so well... Because he's a complex character, it's difficult to find fanfics about him (which aren't many, unfortunately) that capture his entire personality and thoughts well. Your writing is incredible and with each line it's as if I could really insert myself into the episodes and imagine myself there, with precision, every event, sensation, every touch... I dare say that "Crashin' the party" was my favorite so far, precisely because of the mix of emotions and the rollercoaster I felt, it was a delicious immersion, the construction of their relationship, Rust's concern about her... god, it was a lot for me.

I love that the reader is a tough woman, she is direct and determined, she doesn't let herself get down easily, that's captivating.

I can't wait for what lies ahead and for the next chapters, for how everything will develop and end. From now on I will be an avid reader of this universe, I will be eagerly awaiting! Have a lovely day ❤️ xoxo

Oh my goodness this is such a lovely message I could just about fall over. Thank you so much for reading along with this series and taking the time to message me! Crashin' the Party was one of the tougher chapters/parts for me to write so far (and the one I was most nervous to post oddly enough) but I'm glad it's been well-received! Any chance to explore Rust's softer side or what makes him go against/question his hard-set constitution is always interesting to me!

I'm also glad you enjoy the reader's personality/structure too! I like being able to write someone who has her own set of complications/flaws but still manages to be emotionally intelligent or more open compared to Rust or Marty. Her not taking anyone's crap (even Rust's despite him being a growing weakness of hers) and being able to undoubtedly hold her own in their line of work is something that's been important for me to portray/balance as well. I love seeing what details and choices stand out or impact readers in my writing! It makes me so excited and giddy you have no idea, I love the chance to break it all down for discussion!

I'm brainstorming what to lead with next in the coming chapters but they'll make their way around! My writing process has yet to find a real schedule so my postings can be quite random as of right now lol. Again, thank you so much! Wishing you a lovely day as well ♥️

[ybcpatrick]

DUDE I JUST LOOKED AT YR DESKTOP THEME FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A WHILE AND IT'S SO FUCKING RAD OMG :O the colors are incredible

THANK YOU SM MARTY!!! XOXO 💗💗

[arborvitas]

me vs tm fandom 

[papakhan]

I GOT SO MANY ASKS FOR YOUR OCS!!

Dusty: 16, 25

Nix: 48, 65

Sasha: 11, 28, 60

I await ur answers

😳😳😳 thank you so much waahh OKAY HERE WE GO

Dusty Colter

16. What is their biggest regret

Leaving home before fully figuring out his pskyer powers. Lightning is a very unpredictable and powerful force and people got hurt because he was young and reckless. There's a reason why the inspiration song for Dusty was Marty Robbin's The Master's Call because Dusty panicking and accidentally triggering his powers in self-defence and killing 100 steers is absolutely something that happened, but people probably got hurt as well. I'm still ironing his backstory out tho, but another regret of his was probably not looking into Bounties himself that the NCR gave him and committing a political murder that destroyed a community.

25. Are they quick to trust others?

Strangely so yes, Dusty can change on a dime whether or not he trusts someone, which can of course go in the opposite direction. He probably got caught by Benny because he trusted him to come outside Goodsprings saloon and idk check on his horse only to be wacked around the back of the head by Jessup.

Nix

48. Do they collect anything?

I wouldn't consider Nix a collector of anything in particular but she does pick up anything colourful that she thinks she could make a dye out of. Colourful plants, flowers, roots, even pre-war objects like tin toys that she scrapes the paint off of. She's kinda more practical focused that way.

65. Describe their living space. (How do they decorate it? Does it have running water and/or electricity? Etc.)

Nix is pretty organised but the state of her living place is pretty dependant on what's going on with her. She shares a tent with her daughters Jasper and Swansea, occasionally Sasha (he bounced around between her and Papa growing up, child of separated parents life xoxo), and her nb child Gecko. All four of them were mostly pretty tidy, and she would make them stay tidy too. She'd always make her bed as best she could, Khan beds i hc being slightly off the ground structures made up of straw, furs and hand made rugs and blankets. Her sniper rifle would be close to the head of her bed if not on her at all times, as well as her knife which otherwise went under the bed. The saddle for her horse Melaza would be kept near the foot of her bed, and then around the central fire would be all the pots and pans she uses for mixing dyes and paints and inks. Lots of little glass jars filled with needles for tattoos or dried flowers for colours, a well loved chopping board and bits of old ceramic plates for mixing colours. There'd be a few classic Khan rugs on the floor near the fire, and woven pillows to sit on. When Nix's eyes start to fail she hangs up glass and metal chimes around the tent so she can hear people moving around. Her tent is very cozy.

Sasha

11. What type of education have they received?

Sasha's education has been a real mixed bag. When he was younger it was all Khan stuff, survival and their customs and whatever Papa and Nix and the rest of the Khans thought would be useful for his generation. Sasha benefits from being part of the first generation of Khan children, back when they were building up to their full power before Vegas, so there were plenty of people around to teach things. Then later in Vegas when Sasha was around 18-20 he received education from the Followers of the Apocalypse where he learnt to read and write. It wasn't really that Khans didn't know how to read or write, it's just a lot of the time they didn't feel the need to teach their children to and if their kids weren't uninterested in it, just wouldn't bother. Papa kinda ushered Sasha into learning with the Followers though because he believed it to be a show of good faith towards the Followers to allow his own son to be taught by them.

28. What faction(s) do they despise?

NCR and associates (Crimson caravan, ect) and the Three Families are top of the list. Legion is up there too but it only gets personal later.

60. Are they religious? Spiritual?

The Khans generally aren't all part of one religion per se, I kinda see them as a bit of a melting pot when it comes to cultures because of Vault 15 and how they all sorta are. Nix is Mexican and kept her culture and Regis was part of a post-war community with its own religion based on stars and foresight so they both gave him bits and pieces. Papa is an atheist but he and most other Khans have some strong beliefs around Honour and Glory, and being Papa's son Sasha does buy into it, even if he is willing to bend the rules if the risk/reward works out in favour.

[fathermarty]

hi! i was wondering if i could get a ship, preferably one of the marauders era boys:)

i am 5’4 and i have brown hair with blonde strands. i am latina. i am a pisces. i am a slytherin. i tend to be sarcastic most of the time. i can come off as quiet but if i like you im up for anything. i would literally do anything for my friends. i am very emotional and love listening to others speak, especially if its about something that they are passionate about. i daydream A LOT and most of the time its just me zoning out and making up scenarios. i absolutely love lana del rey, like i listen to her all day everyday. also, i love doing spontaneous things with others it just makes me really happy.

thank you!!

Hi 🍯, I hope you are doing well!

So right off the back, I ship you with

S I R I U S

٩(*❛⊰❛)～❤

Let’s be honest he is a real heartthrob a majority of the time and sooo hard to resist!

So obviously you two are in different houses but that doesn’t mean anything.

You met two of the Mauraders while they were trying to break into the Slytherin common room to prank a sleeping Snape. James and Sirius were shocked when you showed up and opened the door for them without saying a word. Then directed them in the way of Snape’s dorm.

“Prongs what do you mean you forgot the password? Are you actually that dumb?” Sirius whisper yelled when you approached.

“Pads I thought you said you got it,” You tried to stifle your laugh but were unsuccessful because both their heads snapped in your direction. You couldn't help but smirk, of course, you have heard of the Mauraders and their infamous pranks.

“The password is Salazar,” You said as you walked past the two dumbfounded boys. You heard a smack and Sirius say, “How the fuck did you forget that?!”

They invited you to pull the prank on Snape too but you declined because Snape hasn’t directly done anything to you and you felt it was wrong to just prank him. Little did you know you gained so many brownie points from Sirius.

“Prongs did you see her? Her hair was so perfect and paired beautifully with her skin. And her smirk?! It was full of mischief, I think I am in love boys.”

You became Sirius’ main focus. He noticed your quiet tendencies but the mischievous smirk you got when you were up to no good. One day Sirius walks up to you, his posse following in suit, with a proposition, “Y’know y/n we could use a pretty girl to join the group to ensure more mischief.” You didn't miss a beat, with a wicked smile you replied, “I mean they already have one, with that mop on your head you might as well be a girl.” You walked away from a stunned Sirius and the others who were roaring with laughter. That was the beginning of your flirty banter with Sirius Black.

One day you are daydreaming on the grounds of Hogwarts when Sirius comes across you, “Y/n love, are you daydreaming of me again?” With a light scoff, you replied with, “Actually Black I am trying to figure out if the squid will also eat human bones. Y’know, in case I ever need to dispose of you.” Your wit never ceased to amaze Sirius.

You guys started to catch feelings fast, which was new to Sirius because he liked to pride himself on being so loosey-goosey when it came to relationships. BUT A BITCH MADE HIM WANT TO COMMIT! Aka you because you're amazing,

Sirius had debated on so many ways to ask you out but he came up with the most perfect way. You would always go to the same spot on the grounds of Hogwarts to do homework and inevitably watch the sunset. Well, one particular night something in the sky caught your eye. It happened to be words spelling out “Y/n would you do the honor of officially becoming mine?” And when you turned around he had a small jar with an enchanted Squid. “I figured if you had some sympathy for me and wanted to say no to my offer then you could feed me to the squid so I don’t die.” You couldn't help with the butterflies that spread across your whole boy, and in a spontaneous action, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.

Obviously, you said yes, if you didn't get that.

You started to do spontaneous pranks and trips with the Mauraders, you became the other's little sister in a way. If Sirius ever fucked up James and Remus would have his ass while Peter consoled you. They were also just always there for you if you needed them. You were there for them too.

Oh boy did they take advantage of that, the reason Lily started dating James was because of YOU.

Sirius was your rock though, he understands when you are feeling emotional and always comforts you. You do the same for him, you are always there for him and helped him get away from his parents.

“Y/n it started when you captivated me with the way you walked gracefully. The way you wore that smirk on your beautiful face told me you would give me a run for my money. Which you did. You are the most brilliantly beautiful person I have ever met and I love spending time with you. Hell, I love you, y/n! I'll even scream it to the moon! “MY NAME IS SIRIUS BLACK AND Y/N Y/L/N HAS BEWITCHED ME WITH HER BEAUTY AND I LOVE HER. I LOVE Y/N!!!”

Hiiii I really hope you like this. I love doing ships and creating scenarios with them. Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you have a great night/day depending on where you are lol!

xoxo, father marty <3

[nicolinocolino]

Hi, i have a question: it is supposed Luai was the first Ni's passion and it was a first kiss too. How strong you think this feeling would be if we was not discovered? Do you think that Maddie got a hand in this mess? and how protective is Nicco with this feelings that Maddie thought he was forget all about that guy? I guess that it is the reason for that Marti is so insecure about Ni's feelings. He is overprotective about his feelings because he is afraid to hurt the people he loves. Thanks!!

Hi! Honestly, thank you for sending me this ask because I do have Thoughts™ about this, but I’ve just been too tired and kinda braindead to write it all out. So thanks for the motivation 😝 I’m sorry if this gets long lol.

I’ll start by saying that I’ve been thinking A LOT about why Nico said he just didn’t know how to tell Marti. Like, I believe him 100% when he says it, and I know that he has a hard time putting things into words. Nico is very much a “show” instead of “tell” person. We see this in the way he loves Marti — lots of gifts and surprises and cryptic notes and sacrifices. But when he DOES put his feelings into words (”Io ho voglia di stare con te. Tu non hai voglia di stare con me?”) ... whew! We can feel how powerful it is and we can feel the tension in him with how much courage it took to say. It’s not easy for him.

I’ll also add that I’ve been thinking a lot about the decision to call what Nico and Luai had “half a thing.” That’s a VERY vague and hard to define way to describe a relationship. I was thinking about my own life, and all the relationships I’ve had that I’d consider “half a thing” — and none of them were ever “half a thing” for the same reason. “Half things” can be very one-sided, they can be experimental, they can be stunted due to life circumstances...

So, mix these two points together — Nico’s struggles in general to put honest thoughts into words and this phrase of “half a thing,” and you’re kind of giving him his worst communication nightmare. Because how are you supposed to describe “half a thing”? It’s already hard to define.

SO this leads me to your question of Nico x Luai x Maddalena. It’s clear that Nico and Maddalena were together during this — we know that she knows what happened between him and Luai (to a degree). But we can only speculate if her and Nico were a solid couple or on a break at this time. In my personal opinion, I think they were more of a couple than not. So maybe Nico’s “half a thing” with Luai was because he was already in a “full thing” with Maddalena. I mean, there is a whole can of worms to open here about where Nico was in the process of getting help for his MI, where he was in the process about figuring out his sexuality... oof. But never do I doubt that what he and Luai had was real emotional feelings for each other. It was “half a thing” because it had to be.

However... this is just blatant cheating. We don’t know the extent of Nico and Luai’s physical relationship (I’m assuming we can expect a kiss or two or maybe a tiny bit more) but it’s fair to say this is emotional cheating above all else. And Nico also cheated on Maddalena with Marti. So... Nico doesn’t have the best track record here. I think Nico’s fears that explaining this to Marti would make everything worse are pretty valid. Also, Marti’s dad cheated on his mom, so we know how he feels about cheating. Nico knows it too.

But this doesn’t overshadow the closure Nico NEEDS with Luai. We saw those looks. We know they have a lot to catch up on. What Luai went through was absolutely TERRIBLE and I think above all else Nico just wanted to know he was okay? This had a HUGE effect on Nico. He distanced himself from his friends (probably due to guilt and shame), switched schools, and ran away to London for the summer. Now that everything has settled a bit and Luai is back, Nico absolutely deserves that closure. And closure is something that can be hard to ask for... and honestly? It isn’t really anybody else’s business. It’s true that Nico could have been more forthright in the face of his obviously panicking boyfriend, but I also think he deserves the time and space to just... get that closure. In sum: what Nico needs, what he’s given, and the communication tools he has to work with are all very messy.

SO. Add that need for closure to to the cocktail of being a bad communicator and explaining what “half a thing” is and you’re left with something almost impossible to tell Martino. What is Niccolò supposed to say? “Hey Marti, I used to have this thing with this guy while I was with Maddalena and it ended horribly and suddenly and honestly I couldn’t even tell you if it would still have been going on or not if he didn’t get taken away, but I need closure and time and space to work out a conversation with him. Promise I won’t cheat on you though, xoxo” like??? I really don’t know how he could balance the time and space he deserves with the quick honesty Marti deserves. Niccolò was truly left with a mess and I 100% believe he didn’t know how to tell Marti and I 100% understand his side in all of this. (Marti’s too. God, they are both idiots.)

Anyway, this is really long and I hope it makes sense and I hope I answered your question haha. I’m always here to defend my sunshine Niccolò and try to put myself in his shoes ☀️

[artificialqueens]

Tree House Kisses, Chapter 24 (Adorney) - Scorpio and Veronica

A/N: Click here for previous chapters. xoxo!

Chapter Summary: Adore faces some unexpected challenges on the opening night of Grease, and it causes her to think hard about who she can trust.

TW: homophobia

Chapter 24: Freddy My Love

On the day of the agonizingly slow tech rehearsal, by the time they got to the prom scene, everyone was a little exhausted, but they kept pushing through.

Courtney kept one eye on Adore and Raja as she and Willam marked their swing dance choreography. She rolled her eyes as Adore tucked a stray curl back into Raja’s hair, giggling as the senior slung an arm around her shoulders.

Courtney sighed and looked over at Roy dancing with Shangela, who was playing Cha Cha. She grinned, remembering his recent confession to her. When Mrs. Maguire paused the actors to work on a lighting cue, she sidled over to them, whispering, “Shangie, those were some killer moves!”

“Thanks! I try…” Shangela laughed, feigning modesty.

“And you look so cute in that dress. I love the way you look in red. Roy, doesn’t Shangie look soooo cute?” She smiled at them, fluttering her lashes.

“Uh, yeah, you look cute,” Roy echoed.

“Thanks guys…” Shangie gave them a slightly puzzled look and walked a few steps away to grab a drink from her water bottle.

Roy grabbed Courtney’s arm, hissing, “Stop that right now!”

Courtney widened her eyes, a mischievous grin on her face. “Stop what?” she asked innocently.

Glaring down at her, Roy insisted, “You know what. Seriously, knock it off.”

Courtney pressed her body against his, giggling. “You’re so uptight, babe…” She wrapped her arms around him, glancing over his shoulder at Adore and Raja again.

“Courtney…” he said warningly.

“Alright, alright, I’ll be good,” she promised, kissing him gently.

-

It was finally opening night of Grease and everyone was bursting with excitement and nerves. Thorgy ran around making sure everything was going smoothly as the cast members got into costume.

It hadn’t taken any time at all for Courtney to pull her hair into a curled ponytail, a pretty pink ribbon wrapped around it. She loved how cute she looked in the 50s get-up, and pranced around backstage swishing her hips, humming the songs and joking with the others.

Courtney propped herself on top of the vanity Roy was using, legs swinging as she watched Adore and Raja on the other side, helping each other get ready. Adore was finishing up her makeup, while Raja pinned Adore’s hair up for her wig.

“Ow,” Adore hissed, jerking away from the bobby pin Raja poked her with.

“Sorry, babe,” Raja kissed Adore’s shoulder.

“It’s fine,” Adore said, a sunny smile gracing her face as she stole a kiss from Raja.

“You guys are so fucking cute, it’s almost gross,” Jinkx said, leaning against the vanity to line her lips.

Courtney tore her eyes away, slightly annoyed. She watched Roy try to get his hair in a perfect Danny pompadour for a second before hopping down.

“Let me help, babe,” Courtney said, giving Roy a kiss, taking the comb from him and climbing into his lap. She combed Roy’s hair back on the sides, the gel in his hair a bit sticky under her fingers.

Courtney’s eyes kept wandering over Roy’s shoulder to Adore and Raja. Raja stood between Adore’s legs, Adore’s arms wrapped around the girl’s waist as Raja tucked stray hairs under Adore’s wig cap, making sure nothing would peek out. Courtney found herself trying to read Adore’s lips as she whispered something to Raja, the older girl only biting her lip and shaking her head in response.

“Oh, okay. That was my ear. Twice!” Roy grabbed at his ear, taking the comb from Courtney, a deep wrinkle between his brows.  

“I’m sooo sorry,” Courtney cooed loudly, wrapping her arms around Roy’s neck. “I didn’t mean to-- I wasn’t paying attention.”

Roy sighed, putting the comb down and leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

“What’s on your mind? You’ve been distracted all day,” Roy noted.

“Nothing.” Courtney shook her head, forcing a smile across her face.

“Really?”

Courtney nodded. “I’m just excited for the show. Excited for you to get on stage and kill it,” she said, giving him peck on the lips.

When she pulled back, she saw Adore gazing lovingly at Raja, laughing at the playful tiff going on between her girlfriend and Jinkx. She looked back to Roy trying to not let Adore’s infatuation with Raja annoy her.

“You look so good as a greaser,” Courtney giggled, completely oblivious to the fact that Roy had just admitted to being a bit nervous, hands rubbing up and down Roy’s chest. “Where’s your jacket?” Courtney started to move to get up.  

“It’s over there. Were you listening at all?” Roy frowned at Courtney who’d hopped off his lap to grab the jacket.

Courtney paused, jacket gripped in hand. “You said... That I look amazing in this outfit and you still wish I could have been Sandy.” Courtney batted her lashes playfully. She glanced over to Adore and Raja, their laughter a distraction.

Roy sighed to himself, deciding to let Courtney slide tonight, but made a mental note to try to get her to talk later, “You’re right, you in this poodle skirt is driving me a bit crazy,” Roy tugged her closer and Courtney might have squealed a little louder than necessary.

-

After Mrs. Maguire agreed to Adore’s unconventional character choices, it took shockingly few changes to the script to bring the “Marty is gay” subplot come to light. In fact, the changes were so subtle that it was probably possible for people to miss them in the early scenes. Her big solo in the sleepover scene was the first time she openly expressed attraction to girls, starting out signing to her fellow Pink Ladies (maybe focusing on Raja in particular).

As the music began and the lights dimmed, the spotlight came up on Adore. A “Woo!” sounded from the audience, that Adore knew to be her uncle. She took a deep breath and began to croon the song that by now was second nature to her.

“Freddy my love, I miss you more than words can say Freddy my love, please keep in touch while you're away Hearing from you can make the day so much better Getting a souvenir or maybe a letter I really flipped over the grey cashmere sweater, Freddy my love…”

After one last eyelash flutter in Raja’s direction, Adore made her way down into the audience, winking and shimming in front of cute girls. She spotted Fame, Trinity and Violet in the audience and blew them a kiss. Fame, of course, goofily caught it while Violet rolled her eyes.

“Freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my lo-ove Freddy you know, your absence makes me feel so blue That's okay though, your presents make me think of you”

In their seats, mothers and grandparents scrunched their noses and pursed their lips in confusion and distaste as Adore went around flirting with girls. A few audience members shared glances and whispers as Adore continued to sing.

“My ma will have a heart attack when she catches-”

Adore sung to a cute strawberry blonde who giggled shyly.

“Those pedal pushers with the black leather patches…”

She leaned forward, hands on the girl’s shoulders, one knee on the arm of the seat, batting her eyes in what she and Mrs. Maguire had decided would be their chaste version of a lap dance.

“Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches, Freddy my love”

The girl laughed as Adore winked and took her leg down.

“What kind of establishment is this-- allowing this homosexual filth in a high school play,” a middle-aged woman sneered loudly, grabbing her purse and moving to leave.

“Fr-freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my love…”

When Adore heard the woman, she stuttered, but she didn’t stop singing. Until two more women got out of their seats, mumbles of sin and disgust on their lips. A bearded man followed, taking a small child with him.

Adore’s singing faded off; she stopped in her tracks, a confused look on her face as she watched several other men and women leave. People turned in their seats watching them and whispers waved through the crowd. Adore’s heart thumped against her chest, blood rushed through her ears as she watched those people leave with their families in tow.

Mrs. Maguire grew anxious when she saw that Adore had completely stopped.

“It’s okay, honey, keep going. Keep going. Don’t stop!” she hissed, hands motioning for Adore to continue singing. Adore’s wide eyes connected with Mrs. Maguire’s.

She tried to swallow past the lump in her throat, but when her mouth opened, no words came out. The crowd grew antsy, shifting in their seats. The air filled with tension and the pounding of her heart was all she could hear. Her stomach turned as she watched the last mother flee with her child.

Bonnie shifted to the edge of her seat, fingers tense around the armrest, ready to get up if Adore needed her to. Adalia, Bonnie’s mother, put a hand on her shoulder.

Trinity grabbed Violet’s thigh, looking at Violet with confused and terrified eyes, only receiving a shrug of annoyance because how the hell was Violet supposed to know what was going on. Trinity’s other hand squeezed Fame’s, the blonde's face scrunched up in embarrassment for her friend.

The other cast members scurried backstage trying to peek from behind the curtains. Courtney gripped Roy’s arm, her other hand over her heart, scared it would stop.

Finally, Adore came back to the moment. Hyper-aware that she was standing in costume in the aisles, her cue repeating-- waiting for her to pick up. She nodded to herself knowing she needed to finish. The play must go on.

“Don't keep your letters from me, I thrill to every line Your spelling's kinda crummy, but honey so is mine I treasure every gifty, the ring is really nifty You say it cost you fifty, so you're thrifty, I don't mind…”

As Adore hopped up to sit at the edge of the stage for the last verse, she made brief eye contact with Raja, then quickly looked away, knowing that right now she just needed to get through the song. She didn’t have any time for sympathy, or she’d fall apart, and she was so close.

“Freddy you see, you'll hold me in your arms someday And I will be wearing your lacy lingerie Thinking about it, my heart's pounding already Knowing when you come home, we're bound to go steady And throw your service pay around like confetti, Freddy my love Freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my lo-ove Freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my lo-ove…”

As Adore made her way back to the stage, a breath of relief had Bonnie falling back into her chair, blinking watery eyes, relieved that her baby was okay, angry at those disrespectful parents, and a sadness sitting in her chest.

Her mother and brother tried to assure her that Adore would be fine, but she wasn’t so sure.

-

As the lights and music faded, all Adore wanted to do was get the hell offstage and find Raja, but unfortunately, her girlfriend had exited off stage left, so she stumbled blindly into the wings, breathing hard, heading for the dressing rooms. Her heart was still pounding and her knees felt wobbly. Worst of all, she knew she still had the whole rest of the show to get through.

Courtney was the first one to run up to her, throwing her arms around her friend from behind, holding her close. Adore took a shaky breath, leaning back against her, tears burning in her eyes.

“I’m so proud of you, Dory,” Courtney murmured against her neck. “You were so good, even after all of that bullshit. I mean, you sounded amazing from backstage-”

Adore whirled around, cutting Courtney off.

“This is not about my fucking singing, Courtney!”

“No, I know, that’s not what I-” the blonde shook her head, taken aback, reaching for Adore’s hand.

“You just don’t get it!” she continued, tears now streaming down her cheeks. “Do you know what it’s like for someone to look at you and think that who you are is so offensive that they can’t even be in the same room? That they can’t even have their kids look you? No, of course you don’t!” Adore’s voice broke. Courtney would never understand. How could she? She was perfect. No mother would ever pull their daughter away from looking at her. Any mother on the planet would kill for a daughter like Courtney. A beautiful little blonde angel, with a perfect face and a perfect body and a perfect boyfriend.

Courtney looked back at her, that dumbstruck, wide-eyed expression, compounding Adore’s rage with guilt. “Adore, I-”

“Forget it! Cause you’ll never know what that’s like. So...it’s fine. You know, I just…”

“Hey…” Raja stepped over to them, putting an arm around Adore’s shoulders. Adore turned around and buried her face against the older girl’s chest.

Courtney swallowed. She wanted to protest, to tell Adore that she did understand, that she misunderstood, that nobody cared more than her, that her heart was breaking, that her words had come out all wrong, but she couldn’t say any of that. None of this was about her. So she took a step back, whispering, “I’m sorry…”

Raja continued to rub Adore’s back. Courtney backed off even more, watching as Pearl and Jinkx approached, were granted access to the circle, offering words of encouragement, making Adore laugh.

Mrs. Maguire came rushing up to the group. “Adore,” she began, clearly ready to give one of her famous inspirational speeches.

But Adore sighed tiredly, wiping her eyes. “Mrs. Maguire, with all due respect, let’s just move on. I can’t really handle a pep talk right now.”

The teacher put a hand on her shoulder. “Okay, honey. But are you okay to finish the show? Because if not-”

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

“Attagirl,” Mrs Maguire said, giving her a hug. “Let’s show these bastards some musical fucking theatre.”

-

Having Raja on her side saved Adore from losing it completely. Without explaining why, she immediately understood that her girlfriend wouldn’t want to talk to anyone during intermission, even her well-meaning friends and castmates. She guarded Adore’s privacy fiercely from anyone who approached, giving her the space to retreat into herself and process what had happened.

The anger and disgust had been awful—awful to see, awful to experience. But what kept Adore going was the auditorium full of people who had stayed. Knowing that her mother, her grandmother, her aunts and uncles, her cousins and friends, were all sitting out there, made her feel calm. When she felt like breaking down, like running away, she thought about them all out there. She could get through this performance, this terrible night. She could do it.

She was onstage for a lot of the second act, which helped keep her mind occupied. By the time the show ended, she was so emotionally exhausted that she didn’t even register the applause. Raja walked her outside to where her mother waited outside of the dressing rooms, holding a big bouquet of pink roses, pulling her into the tightest and most protective embrace she’d felt in a long time.  

“I’m alright ma. I’m fine,” Adore tried to assure her mother, trying to keep her tears at bay.

“You sure?” Bonnie pulled back, looking into big hazel eyes, “because I swear-”

“I'm fine. I'm fine, promise,” Adore insisted, moving to hug her grandmother, who exclaimed over how good she was, then accepted high fives and fist bumps from her cousins and uncle. She was grateful that none of them mentioned what had happened, none of them pushed her to talk about it.

At least, not until everyone was piling into the cars a few minutes later, when Bonnie put a hand on Adore’s shoulder and pulled her to the side.

“Dory, I just want to make sure you're okay. Really, baby. Because if not, I can-”

“Ma, it's whatever, it happened. Whatever…” Adore shrugged her shoulders, avoiding her mother's gaze.

“Baby, it's not ‘whatever.’ I know you,” Bonnie grabbed both her shoulders, making Adore look at her. “This world is filled with a bunch of ugly, nasty-”

“I just like really don't feel like talking about this right now. Maybe another time. I want to eat and spend time with my family. Okay?” Adore pulled away from her mother.

“Okay. Just never let people like that make you feel unworthy, because you…are perfect.” Bonnie wrapped Adore into another tight hug, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

-

Roy pulled into Courtney’s driveway, glancing over at her. She’d been uncharacteristically silent the entire drive home. Normally she’d be chattering away, musing about random topics or telling him stories about people they knew, emptying the entire contents of her racing mind, but tonight she was like a statue.

“Are you okay?” he asked gently.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

He put the car in park and turned to face her. “You don’t seem fine.”

“Well, I have no right to be complaining tonight, so…I guess I’m fine.”

Roy frowned, searching for the right words. “I didn’t ask how you’re supposed to feel.”

Courtney stared straight ahead, blinking back tears. “Why are people so awful?” she finally choked out.

“Umm...I don’t...I don’t know.” He reached over and touched her hand, where her fingers were rubbing the charms of her bracelet.

A tear slipped down her cheek. “We worked so hard. She worked so hard. And they ruined everything. And why?”

“I...I don’t know, babe. But hey, it’s gonna be okay. Because she has us. You know? She has you. So-”

“You should have seen the way she looked at me. Like I was...like I was one of them.” Courtney let out a sob, breath hitching.

Roy swallowed, looking at her. “Court, you know...she’s not actually mad at you.”

Courtney turned her head towards him, nodding slightly. She crawled over the armrest and into his lap, burying her face into his neck. He held her close, stroking her back.

“It feels really shitty to make this about our friendship, with what she went through. But I feel...like something broke...and it hurts so much...and I don’t know how to fix it…” Courtney wept into Roy’s shoulder, tears soaking his t-shirt.

“I think she was just upset, and you were a safe person to take it out on,” Roy said. “Because she knows deep down that you’re gonna love her no matter what. I’m sure it’ll be okay tomorrow.”

Courtney pulled back, tear-stained cheeks shining under the streetlights. “You really think so?”

He cupped her face, gently brushing her tears away. “I really do.”

She leaned forward, kissing him. “You’re the best boyfriend ever.”

“I know,” Roy replied, flashing her a grin.

-

Adore shoved a few books in her locker, cringing when she heard her name. She’d intentionally come late to school, hoping to avoid whispers and stares, wanting everyone to forget about last night, move onto the next drama.

“Delano, I’m talking to you,” Violet repeated.

“Hey Vies,” Adore said tiredly, shutting her locker and sagging against the cold metal doors.

Violet crossed her arms. “What a bunch of bullshit that was last night, huh?”

“I don’t really want to-” Adore began, but she was cut off by Violet continuing, her words bitter.

“Just so you know, this is why I fucking hate straight people.”

“Violet, not all straight people are-”

“ALL OF THEM!” Violet spat.

“Even your parents?” Adore asked, raising her eyebrow.

Violet looked at her like she was an alien who’d just arrived on the planet. “Um, hi, are you new? I fucking hate my parents.”

Adore laughed. “Right. What about Trinity?”

Violet slammed her hand against a locker. “Shut up! Why aren’t you more pissed?! I fucking want to kill those bitches! How dare they?!

“Vies…”

“What?!”

Adore bit her lip, eyes filled with tears. “Of course I’m pissed. And...scared. And confused. But mostly I’m just…”

Violet put her hands on the sides of Adore’s face as the tears spilled down her cheeks. “Adore…”

“I’m sorry, I’m just, I dunno. They don’t even know me. How can they hate me so much?”

“That’s right, they don’t. And you know, we don’t know them too well, but we do know one thing…” Violet held her face gently, looked directly into her eyes. “You are better than they will ever, ever be. Don’t forget that.”

Adore sniffled as Violet gently wiped her tears away.

“Fuck them. They are nothing. Okay? Just...we just have to keep being better. That’s how we win.”

“Okay.” Adore let Violet pull her into a hug, the fierce, rib-crushing kind that only she could give, so tight it nearly took her breath away, both comforting and painful. They stayed like that for a few moments, until Adore was gasping for air and had to break away, giggling slightly. “Alright, alright, I’m good. You don’t have to suffocate me.”

Violet smiled. “Damn it, you’ve foiled my plan.”

There was a pause, “So, I guess this means you're talking to me again?”

Violet snorted. “I think you learned your lesson.”

“Hey Vies?”

“What?”

“I love you.”

Violet rolled her eyes, clearly uncomfortable now that their conversation had taken a sentimental turn. “Yeah, yeah, yeah...get your ass to class, you tardy bitch.”

“Copy that, ma’am.” Adore saluted, walking away.

“Oh, and Adore?”

“Yeah?” Adore asked.

“Me too, man.”

Adore smiled, blowing her a kiss, before taking a deep breath and heading to class.

-

Later that day, Adore sat nervously at Mrs. Maguire’s desk, fingers playing with the edges of her sleeves, trying to swallow down the uneasiness that rose up in her throat. She’d heard rumors that even more parents had come into school today to complain to the principal. Bob told her that one of them was Mrs. Lake, Darienne’s mom. She’d always known that Mrs. Lake was conservative, but she’d also known her since she was in second grade. The thought made her sick.

Mrs. Maguire sat down, soft blue eyes filled with compassion as she asked softly, “How are you doing today, honey?”

“Um...okay. Fine.” Adore bit her lip.

Nodding, Mrs. Maguire leaned forward on the desk, propping a chin up. “Yeah.” She heaved a sigh and then continued. “I know you said you didn’t want a pep talk last night, so I’m going to try giving you one right now. Is that alright with you?”

Adore nodded.

“It might not be one of my better ones, because...well, I’m pretty fucking pissed.”

Adore couldn’t help cracking a smile. It was always funny when a teacher swore.

“For the record, I’ve spoken to Principal Greene and agreed to give a more detailed disclaimer, but NOTHING in the show is changing. So there’s that. Everyone agrees that the show is perfectly acceptable. Your song, your whole arc, is one of the least offensive parts of this play. For god’s sake, Roy tries to date rape Alyssa, and then she gets back together with him, and punches another girl out for simply flirting with him. It’s like, a super problematic show that at no time tries to preach about morality, so this whole thing is incredibly stupid. But next year he wants a ‘family-friendly’ show, so I told him we’ll do something real sweet like The Sound of Music. Those PTA whores probably love singing nazis. Or a show about orphan abuse, that really gets them off.”

Adore laughed. “I’m digging this Riot Grrrl vibe, Mrs. Maguire.”

“You have no idea,” her teacher smiled, then said, “I’m so sorry you went through what you did, Adore. Truly. But I have to tell you, that the way you handled yourself - it was one of the bravest things I have ever seen in my life. You must have been terrified. And...I wish I could tell you that this is the last time you’ll ever face that kind of ignorant, pointless bigotry. But...it’s not. And, sometimes it will get easier to stand up to. Sometimes...not. But what you need to know, is no matter how many people are there looking at you with that dumb fucking hateful look on their faces...there are so, so many more who love and support you. Who have your back.”

A tear rolled down Adore’s cheek. She couldn’t help thinking about Courtney, how she’d pushed her away. That sick feeling in her stomach clawed it’s way back up into her throat.

“What you did on that stage was incredible. Because you told all of those people that they couldn’t break you. But Adore, if you hadn’t been able to keep going with that song, that would have been okay too. Because sometimes, we have limits. And that’s why we have friends, and classmates, and communities, to back us up. You follow me?”

Adore nodded again, not trusting herself to speak.

“Don’t ever be afraid to ask for help, honey. Sometimes the strongest thing to do is to admit when you need a hand. Okay?”

“Okay.” Adore managed to whisper.

-

Mrs. Maguire had called the whole cast and crew in early for Friday’s performance, and as they filed into the auditorium for the meeting, Courtney felt dread gnawing at her insides. She had managed to avoid Adore all day at school, trying to give her some space, and the thought that she was still mad - or even worse, still in pain, weighed heavily on her.

But when Adore’s eyes met hers, they lit up with happiness, and she ran over, throwing her arms around her. Relief flooded through Courtney’s entire body as she hugged her back.

“Um…” Adore cleared her throat. “Sorry for being such a basket case crybaby last night. I didn’t mean-”

“No, you don’t have to...come here…” Courtney blinked back tears of joy, pulling her in for another hug. “It’s okay…”

“Thanks,” Adore said simply, laying a head on her shoulder.

“They’re not making you change it, are they?” Courtney asked. “Because if so, we should protest! We can make signs, and march over to the district office, and-”

“Okay, chillax, dude. No, we’re not changing it. But Mrs. Marguire did say that Greene wants a family-friendly show next year, so we’re probably gonna have to do Sound of Music or some lame shit like that.”

Courtney’s eyes lit up and she clapped her hands, then off Adore’s scowl, covered her face, a little embarrassed. “Sorry...I like The Sound of Music…”

Adore shook her head. “You fucking nerd. Come sit with me…”

Courtney grasped Adore’s hands, skipping after her happily to sit down for the meeting.

[lkhluver]

i was tagged by @notyuta to post my top nine albums of 2019 thank u marti love u xoxo

it was rly tempting to make like 3/4 of the albums nct bc those boys are always creating bops but!!! i thought long and hard about what i listen to outside of nct (i listen to music other than nct? shocking, i know) and this is what i came up with!!

i’m tagging @yukheys @kailist @wayvqiankun @ncityzen and @hnndery to post their top nine as well~

[sambukasam]

15 Questions

i was tagged by @honeyedsam ! thank you!

Are you named after anyone?

not that i am aware of? but there’s someone named after me which is kinda funny to me n my family (my dad had a kinda stalker ex, and she had a girl a few years after i was born and named her kelsey too lol)

When was the last time you cried?

please i’m a crackhead i literally made myself cry to sad music earlier because i hadn’t cried in a while

Do you have kids?

no, though i’ve been really broody so someone come adopt one with me xoxo

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

mayhaps too much

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

EYES!! i love eyes. also if its a guy i will unashamedly admit that i check out their hands

What’s your eye color?

blue 

Scary movie or happy ending?

happy ending? im really bad at watching movies though, i have an awful attention span

Any special talents?

Short Girl Excels At Climbing Counters To Reach Food From Top Shelf ***NOT CLICKBAIT***. also procrastination. i binged the entirety of spn and greys and taught myself how to play the guitar all in one month (in the middle of exams) because i didn’t wanna study

Where were you born?

i was born in the capital of my country that i’m gonna keep Top Secret in case any of my friends in real life find this blog

What are your hobbies?

playing the guitar, writing, youtube deep dives and sleeping. lots of sleeping.

Have any pets?

i have a dog and 5 fish

What sports have you or do you play?

does actively avoiding sport count as a sport? idk man i enjoyed playing hockey in pe but id never go out of my way to play it now

How tall are you?

5′0

Favorite school subject?

english and maths (when i understand it)

Dream job?

please don't mention the j word around me marty i’m lost

i tag whoever sees this and wants to do it!!

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Thank you so so so much honey!

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~transitioning to fall home tour~

Thank you for joining me in my friend Marty's fall home tour series!

There is 30 homes in this group, so if you don't find fall inspiration on these posts, I don't know where you will! There is something for every style.

Welcome for those of you coming from Haneens Haven. 

Isn't her home beautiful?

Fall is actually my favorite season. 

But before I rush into skeletons and tombstones, I like to decorate with neutrals using natural elements like succulents, white pumpkins, and natural woods. 

Shall we dive right in with our kitchen?

I kept things within the black and white color scheme, simply because those are my favorite colors to work with. I've added in wood tones for warmth and metal pieces for an industrial vibe.

I don't like a lot of clutter on the counters, so I opted for a couple white platters/trays on the island with a ceramic pear, white beads, a white candle, and some succulents I planted in a marble container.

Our coffee station pretty much stayed the same with the addition of a little black leather pumpkin.

Under the coffee station is the microwave and a place to store cookbooks.

I picked up this "blessed" wreath at HomeGoods and spray painted it white top pop against the chalkboard door.

Thankfully it's still been warm enough to leave the top on our dutch door open.

SHOP OUR KITCHEN BY CLICKING ON THE LINKS BELOW:

barstools

French bread board

mugs

apple basket

mug tree

espresso machine {similar}

syrup bottles

wood crate

white platters on island

black wood bowl

pendant lights

white ceramic pear

Moving onto the dining room!

This room has tall vaulted ceilings and gets a ton of light.

I love the play of modern and rustic in here with the mix of rough woods, metal, and sleek white lacquered cabinets.

The sideboard was really fun to style with simple items I had on hand, and a few pumpkins and cabbage from a quick trip to the grocery store.

This proves you don't have to spend a ton of money for seasonal decor.

Extra plates in one basket and a makeshift "bar" in the other.

The simple centerpiece is simply a a clear jar filled with mini pumpkins.

SHOP OUR DINING ROOM BY CLICKING ON THE LINKS BELOW:

clear jar {similar}

round bread board

sideboard

table

chairs

bench under sideboard

plates 

sign

chandelier stripped down

And for our final stop on the tour, the family room.

This is our main hang out space as we don't have a separate living room.

It opens up onto our deck and overlooks the lake. It has high vaulted ceilings as well and is open to the dining room.

One way I like to make things cozier is by layering rugs. I went tone on tone with the textured rug and the cream cowhide. It just adds that extra layer to make things feel cozier for fall and winter.

One fall pillow mixed in with our everyday pillows is all the couch needed.

I styled the shelves with more black and white and some wood pieces, as well as metal accents.

The gallery wall is made up of vintage photos from our neighborhood and framed in Ikea Ribba frames.

Books are my favorite accessory to decorate with. I normally have books in here with colorful bindings, but swapped those out with more neutral ones. 

I always look at thrift stores and eBay for books, as well as amazon.

I love the contrast of the metal here with the wood beads.

 Restoration Hardware catalogs make great free decor accessories!

SHOP OUR LIVING ROOM  BY CLICKING ON THE LINKS BELOW:

Fall words pillow

batik pillow

sofa

coffee table in blackened rust

round metal tray

leather recliners in "mollasses"

black shelves

olive buckets

cream velvet pillows

round side table

lamp

floor lamp

bowl on stump table

stump table {friends wood pile}

grey moroccan rug

wood prayer beads

shag rug

cowhide

vases on coffee table

Thank you for touring our home as we transition for fall!

Up next on the tour is 11 Magnolia Lane.

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from My Sweet Savannah http://www.mysweetsavannahblog.com/2018/09/transitioning-to-fall-home-tour.html

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To The Bone | Netflix Movie Review

2017 Netflix film evaluate: To the Bone follows Ellen (aka Eli) a female with anorexia nervosa as she struggles with restoration, restoration plans, and a team household. The actor Lily Collins who formerly had an ingesting condition seemingly misplaced a lot of pounds to engage in the part of Eli or Ellen. For that explanation, I believed that NetFlix was in the completely wrong. I identified the portrayal of ingesting problems (EDNOS, Binge Eating, Bulimia, and Anorexia) to be quite precise, the ED behaviors had been on entire show and I feel that is a superior matter if a person wishes to actually see what an ingesting condition is certainly like. I appreciated Keanu Reeves as Dr. Beckham, his challenging adore design and style is in line with what I feel is essential in most cases. I was not a significant admirer of the Luke & Ellen adore story component of the movie, it did not seem to be vital to me. Susan, performed by Carrie Preston was excellent at showing help but largely not being aware of what to do. Pearl with the feeding tube showing us what is possibly ideal around the corner for Ellen was coronary heart breaking. Judy (Lily Taylor) as her organic mom was strong when she tells her "she is okay with accepting that she may want to die" was straightforward and quite hard to observe. All round, as you can convey to, I actually appreciated this movie. I only desire that the lead part was not performed by a person who in the previous has had an ingesting condition. Actors shed and acquire pounds for roles all the time, but when a person has a background of an ingesting condition, they should really not do this, it is Pretty perilous and I never help it. Marti Noxon does an excellent occupation of directing and producing in an effort and hard work to showcase ingesting problems, their destruction, and ultimately she leaves us with a glimmer of hope, which is what we all want when it comes to ingesting problems... Hope.

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[fathermarty]

hello hello, darling ! i hope your day has been lovely, thus far .

if you would be so kind as to ship me with an hp character (preferably marauders era), i would be v grateful !

i’m a slytherin, but i have a ton of gryffindor qualities, once you get to know me . i have different faces for different people, and people rarely see me cry . however- once you break my apprehensive barrier, i am extremely loud, funny, charasmatic, and just downright weird .

i have a lot of trauma, and i have depression/anxiety, so that adds some ✨spice✨ to my life . i’m not good with conveying emotions, but i am extremely empathetic, and am known as the extremely sarcastic, dry, yet incredibly kind, sweet, and loving, therapist/mom friend .

i am tall (5’9), a bit clumsy, but i think it fits my oddball personality . i’m good at holding down the fort, and i’m v good at handling rowdy personalities, and i am great at matching people’s energy .

oooh! i also loveeee music (huge one direction fan here ;)) and i am v good at art and makeup (if i do say so myself) .

hope this wasn’t a bore to read, and thank you for letting me request ! <33

hello dear! 

it has been good, It is currently storming its ass off here so that's fun. well besides the fact my car is white and is currently parked beside a FUCKING DIRT MOUNTAIN. it's fine it’s fine everything is fine. i hope you are doing well hun!

okay, so I personally ship you with Remus hard fucking core. like i don't know if anyone else should be shipped w him?!

So picture this: you guys meet in the hospital wing, him after having a rough full moon, and you from just being clumsy. You are stuck in the wing for the whole day like him, so you guys start chit-chatting. 

Remus is a bit weary because you are a Slytherin but he learns that you are different just from talking to you. At some point during the day, you both are roaring with laughter at something you said. Remus finds himself enjoying your company more and more as each minute passes. You guys become friends and you make Remus promise to reach out more.

“Don’t worry y/l/n, you are stuck with me now.”

Oh boy was he right. Every class you guys had together he would ditch his friends for you. You even found yourself sitting with the Mauraders. “Don’t get your jumper in a knot Potter, I am not here to steal Lily.” You said one particular day sending a wink in the direction of the boy's precious LilyFlower. Everyone who was in earshot roared with laughter and ever since then, the Mauraders have become your friends too.

You were always there to help James and Sirius with their crushes and just there for them in general. Even Peter would come to you for some advice when he was not sure what to do. This made Remus’ heart swell.

Anytime you were with the Mauraders you had them laughing, sometimes unintentionally because you are a klutz, but laughing nonetheless. 

It wasn’t long until you figured out about Remus's lycanthropy, and you never directly told him you knew but it was pretty obvious. You would “coincidentally” be in the hospital wing the day after the full moon with an “injury” but you and Remus both knew you were not hurt. You just wanted to be there for him.

After a few full moons, Remus officially told you in a panic and he let all his emotions out. You were there to be his shoulder to cry on. You sat on his lap with his head buried in your neck. You ran your hands through his hair as you consoled him. This was when you decided your barrier would come down for Remus.

Sure enough, the next time you had a depressive attack Remus was there. You came to his dorm  (he told you the common room door password) because at that moment you needed him. Your beautifully immaculate makeup that he has come to look forward to seeing every day was smudged as tears and down your face. Remus let you lay on his bed as he conjured up a makeup wipe to clean up your face, he knows how much you care about your skin. After he took your makeup off he turned on the record player so music couldn't softly play. Then he crawled beside you and did just what you needed, he held you while you cried. He held you to his chest as he rubbed your back and carefully cradled your neck rubbing small circles on the side.

You and Remus aren’t sure when everything became official but it was obvious that you guys were an item. He would take care of your small bumps and bruises from your clumsy rendezvous and you would take care of him before and after the full moon. You guys became each other's rock.

“Y/n you are the most incredible woman I have ever met. You are so incredibly strong and you wear your heart on your sleeve. Your beauty shines both on the outside and inside. You make life so much more enjoyable baby, I love you.”

Ayeeeee my third ship, thank you so much for requesting honey! I hope you like it <3 My inbox is open for more ships ^_^

xoxo father marty ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

mwah

[fathermarty]

hii ^^

i would like a ship, marauders era please?

i am a bi girl (so any gender is okay), my house is ravenclaw so i am kinda smart, i'm a total bookworm, my favorite colors are purple and blue, i like pretty sunsets and sunrises, summer, ice cream

i'm quite extroverted, i have a lot of friends and they mean everything to me, i enjoy making crazy gifts for them (for my best friend's birthday i packed myself in a giant box) and i also like organizing events with them like movie nights or board games tournaments; im always there for them, i've been told i'm a good listener and i actually enjoy helping others and giving advice

i am also pretty comfortable with physical affection (i always hug my friends and kiss them on cheeks) both with my friends and in relationships; i also have no problem with kissing just for fun (truth or dare, for example)

i hope this is okay since this is my first "official" request

thanks ^^

hi 🍯,

i hope you are doing well today <3

MY SHIP FOR YOU IS LILY EVANS

as the wise @siriusmydeer once said “Lily and a Ravenclaw would be *chefs kiss*” I couldn't agree more.

You and Lily met when in the library. You were trying to find a book for fun and so was Lily. Well, she was holding a book that you have already read -- which was painfully boring so you told her that. You gave her another book that you read, which was one of your personal favorites, and then she INSISTED on recommending a book for you. Well the book she gave you, you have already read like five times. You didn’t have the heart to tell her, so you didn’t. You read it for the sixth time.

This is how your friendship blossomed. Always recommending books to each other, but with each recommendation, it became more intimate. You would steal glances at Lily and she would catch you and vice versa. You guys knew you liked each other but weren’t sure how to go about confronting this.

One day you were sitting outside watching the sunset by the Black Lake, which is something you have found yourself doing a lot because the sunsets at Hogwarts are always breathtaking. Lily noticed this and one day decided to join you. She brought you out a small blanket because she always noticed when you came back to the castle you were freezing.

This kind gesture you gave her a kiss on the cheek for, which made her face almost as red as her hair. You guys sat together and talked about the books you have been reading. Without noticing this was the start of your relationship with Lily Evans.

You guys found yourselves hanging around each other more. You always planned fun things to do with Lily when you guys were busy with homework. Slowly you guys started getting closer. Stolen glances now became held eye contact across the Dining Hall, small gestures were now more and more romantic, cheek kisses were more intimate.

Everyone thought it would be you to ask Lily out, but boy was they wrong. Lily had given you a book about two girls who secretly liked each other and how they couldn't hide their love. Then at the end of the book in Lily’s beautiful penmanship read “My dear, I wrote you this book about us. Oh, how I have enjoyed these past few weeks with intimate situations between us. I was wondering if you would like to make things official? Xoxo, Lily.” You could have cried forever when you learned Lily wrote a book for you, you held that token of her love close to your heart for the rest of your life.

I really hope you like this queen! Thank you so much for requesting!! xoxo, father marty <3