#the other one smells like weed all the time and the other other one doesnt wash her hands properly after using the toilet + keeps her dishe

[gotta-bail-my-quails]

man i thought i moved out to escape my family but it turns out i've jumped from the pan into the fire because holy shit my guys what the fuck??

[estxkios]

MIDNIGHT

tomkaulitz x skater!reader

summary: you sneak out with your boyfriend at midnight to smoke. (part two with smut??)

requested - no

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you couldnt fall asleep, youd been sitting upright in bed staring into the wall for what felt like hours. at this point, you want to give up the agonizing game of trying to fall asleep so you look over to your cluttered nightsand and grab your phone off of it. the screen turning on lit up your face in the dark room, all you saw was the time 11:59 pm, until the brightness coming from your phone caused you to squint irritatingly hard, so you flicked on your lamp.

after your eyes adjusted to the light you resumed back to your phone and opened your messages app, not expecting to see anything. except there was something. 4 messages from your boyfriend, tom.

tom : hey, u up? 11:56 pm

tom : can i come over 11:59 pm

tom : are you ignoring me i saw you turn ur light on 12:00 am

tom : fuck it im coming 12:02 am

and right as you read the last message there was a faint tapping on your window, you jolted at the sound, but then connected the dots. it was tom. you gently pulled your curtain to the side, he smiled when you opened the window, his skateboard that was adorned with stickers clutched in his right hand.

"so ignoring my text messages is cool now?" he said, the window screen still unopened. you giggled at his attitude and lifted up the screen so you could hop out. "i was trying to sleep." you huffed as you hit the ground, the leaves crunching under you as your weight hit them. "doesnt look like your sleeping now, schatz." he pulled down you window and the screen as you patted yourself off. "yeah, tom. obviously." you walked over to him and reached in his coat pocket where he usually kept his joints. he lifted his hands above his head jokingly "jeez didnt know sneaking out with you required a search-" you cut him off by wiggling the joint in your hand in front of his face, showing him you were not infact searching his pockets, just borrowing some weed.

"oh." he laughed and took your hand that wasnt holding the joint, "lets get to the park before we start smoking yeah? your parents will smell it"

"oh shit yeah." you shoved the joint in your own pocket and grabbed your skateboard that you kept outside your window for occasions like this. you reached for toms hand and squeezed it as you two walked down your driveway.

when you reached the end of your driveway, you set down your skateboard. setting your left foot lightly on the front of your board. tom mimicked your movements and started to skate ahead of you.

"tom-! wait up!" you whisper-shouted, trying to make sure you didnt notify your parents you were awake.

"catch up loser!" he shouted, going faster than before.

you snorted and started pushing with your right foot, although you were out of breath from the task, you caught up to him in no time

"oh look who caught up!" tom laughed and went even faster than before, he put his right foot back on his board, putting most of his body weight on the left side of his board making a sharp turn to the skate park. you followed close behind.

the only thing that lit up the skate park was one small street light, so you watched as toms blurry figure dipped into the bowl.

you expected him to pop back out on the other side of it, except he didnt. so you shouted, "tom?"

"come down here schätzen!" he called from the bottom of the bowl, his voice echoing off the curved walls of it.

you walked to the edge of the bowl. you couldn't skate down because you would hit tom so you shouted "catch!" before sending your board down to tom, who was sitting down with his legs spread.

"oh- fuck!" he squealed

he quickly grabbed the board before it hit him in the balls. you could not stop laughing. you slid down, shoes scraping the paved walls.

"its not funny." tom said with a stern look.

"oh but it really is!" you giggled and sat next to him at the bottom of the bowl, your legs touching his. you grabbed the joint out of your pocket and put it in your mouth.

tom, knowing the drill, took the lighter out of his pocket and instead of immediately lighting your joint he grabbed your chin

"you're so gorgeous."

you rolled your eyes. but deep inside your stomach was twisting with anticipation, and thanks the darkness that surrounded the two of you he couldnt see your cheeks that were now dusted with a dark pink shade.

he brought the lighter to your joint and carefully lit it, taking one of the many joints out of his pocket and doing the same with his. he took a long draw of his joint and held the smoke in his mouth. his hand reached up to your joint and he took it out of your mouth.

he put two fingers under your chin and got closer to your face. he put his lips near yours but didnt seal the air between you with a kiss, instead, he pulled your mouth open with his thumb and passed the smoke into your mouth.

you breathed in his smoke and inhaled, puffing the rest out of your nose, giggling. you got closer to him and wrapped you arms around his neck. he smiled, touching his forehead to yours, and this time, he did seal the air between you two with a passionate kiss.

[bluephoric]

ridiculously long list of larry johnson hcs because fuck you he doesnt get enough love

Tw for depressing ass shit

- larry is a tired clumsy airhead, and as a result he always has SOMETHING spilled, wiped, or drawn on his clothes.

- undiagnosed adhd, and probably a few other things

- both him and sal collect bottlecaps, they like to make pins out of cool ones they find, often trading them like pokemon cards. they have multiple matching friendship ones. on common ones though, he likes to flatten and paint.

- larry's mental health generally sucks, but when things get really bad he stops caring about his physical safety, often pulling some reckless shit. even when he gets hurt from it, he doesnt seem to mind. Times like these kinda scare him, and he tries to avoid falling into them.

- despite seemingly "not caring about anything" (as he puts it) during these episodes, he's still fiercely protective of his friends and tries to be gentle with them, both physically and emotionally.

- callused hands, fingers yellowed from smoking.

- big fan of gas stations when he's high, practically raids that shit. one of his nicknames is "stoner jesus"

- he's openly bisexual and flirts with random people for fun. its usually something light. dorky pickup lines, stupid puns.. he Never expects it to be shot back at him but on the rare occasion it happens, he turns into a giggling mess.

- he actually pissed off travis even worse a few times with it, I could go into it further but this isnt a larvis post so i'll spare you all. For now.

- his favorite horror movies are the funny ones

- he isnt much of a drinker, mostly around holidays and just to get a little buzzed. spiked eggnog and fireball are his go-to's. Drunk christmas karaoke is one of his favorite things (he's constantly giving sal secondhand embarrassment). 2 words, mariah carrey.

- For awhile he genuinely tried to be a good student but because he was so far behind and his undiagnosed adhd, the teachers started to demonize him. Eventually he realized it didnt matter how hard he tried, so he just gave up. The only subject he likes is art, so that's where he focuses all his energy and actually tries.

- skips school sometimes but lisa tends to give him hell for it so he tries not to do it too often, mostly just skips certain classes if hes really not feeling it.

- almost always comes to school high

- his room is such a mess. sal tries to help him with it but he has similar struggles. whenever ash or todd come over, it becomes a group effort and shit gets done rather quickly. luckily no biohazards, so its not like his room really needs a DEEP clean but still. its nice.

- larry fucking LOVES jack black movies, also stupid stoner movies.

- Loves the arcade too, You'd think his favorite would be guitar hero, but that's more for sal. his favorite is mortal combat or those car racing games that you sit in with the steering wheel.

- larry cant cook for shit, hes always burning something, it always turns out gross and inedible. unless he's stoned, in which case he magically turns into a michelin star chef. weird ass combinations, but it always turns out really good.

- despite being shit at cooking, he still tries to help his mom with it, even though he mostly ends up just being in the way and she eventually shoos him out of the kitchen

- he smells super musky, with cheap cologne and the faint scent of weed

- when he was really little, he had a dinosaur onsie that he would wear everywhere, very rarely taking it off until it started to get too tight. he was beyond devastated when he realized he grew out of it, lisa had to pry it away from him in fear that he would accidentally destroy it. She keeps it in her closet collecting dust. Its one of the few things she kept from before jim disappeared. despite it bringing up memories of what things used to be like before he "left", she couldnt bear to throw it out.

- sometimes when larry needs comfort, he sneaks into her room and steals it temporarily. on sleepless nights, he zips it over his pillows as a makeshift pillowcase, its one of the few things that help him relax. It's always put back in place by the next morning. Lisa has no idea, and he's far too embarrassed about it to say anything to her.

- the only person who knows about this is sal because of their sleepovers. One night He was high as balls and got paranoid, when he tried to sleep it off the fear was just too much so away he crept, into lisa's room. Of course he made sal come with him, he sure as shit wasnt going alone.

- when questioned about it, larry refused to answer and so sal let it go figuring he would tell him when he was ready.

- Larry Harbors an obscene amount of guilt. struggles with sh off and on, tries not to relapse unless things get really unbearable. to prevent this, him and the SF gang (primarily ash) regularly doodle and sometimes paint on the places he's prone to harm.

- when he can feel himself slipping into an episode, larry makes it a point to braid his hair so it won't get matted. tries to brush it and rebraid it at least once a week, but often struggles to find the energy and lets it sit in for longer. Not to mention, a lot of the times he stops showering which makes it even harder to braid because of the greasiness.

- has given himself a few amateur stick and pokes. They look like shit, and he knows it but he's still very proud of them.

- the ink he uses for it fades pretty fast

- he's also tried to give himself piercings, but always fucks it up so he takes them out and slaps a bandaid over it

- collects different kinds of flavored chapstick, takes a bite out of them sometimes when he thinks no one is looking (ofc sal has caught him a few times but has never said anything)

- after he first met megan, he was scared shitless. slept with the lights on for the next few weeks and refused to shut the door when going to the bathroom, insisting to his mom on keeping the shower curtain open at all times (he tried to act chill about it around sal and it kinda worked. kinda.) after awhile he eventually calmed down but still finds himself getting really nervous whenever him and sal talk to a ghost, though he would never admit it.

- has a picture of his dad in a locket but rarely wears it because he's afraid he'll accidentally break it. always keeps it with him though, usually in his pocket, holding it as he walks.

- Despite his general demeanor he's quite the gentleman, always holding doors open and really courteous towards women. Most people don't expect it just based on his appearance, but Lisa raised him right.

- also he's hot as fuck.

- we all know larry is a metalhead, but what kind of metal is his favorite? It generally depends on his mood but id say sludge, thrash, and doom.

- You're telling me this man, who is depressed as fuck and also a stoner wouldnt eat up some electric wizard? saint vitus? bitch, please. I know quite a few albums that would bring him to his knees.

- And I know I'm prolly gonna get hate for this but I notice when a lot of other people write about larry (AND sal), they tend to lean towards nu metal or just plain emo. And while I don't think either of them would mind it, The lyrics and vocals of Sanity's fall feels more reminiscent of death or black metal and given the fact that SF is his favorite band, I don't think he would listen to that kind of stuff, at least not on a regular basis. Ash on the other hand definitely would.

[blkkizzat]

Hi you’re such an amazing writer and great smut writer!! I was wondering if u had any tips on writing smut cus I wanna start writing it too! Do u have tips on dialogue/action/pacing and being descriptive 😭 it’s harder than it looks!! Ps your suguru bumpy car ride is one of my fave fics!! And I’m excited for sadako!geto 😘😘

hey nonny, pookie tysm ur too sweet! im so glad you enjoy my perversions enough to ask me for advice kcjhdscjkhsdb 😩🩷🙏🏽✨

also sure idk if these will be helpful but these are things that help me:

smut:

i think the cardinal rule of smut writing is if it doesn't make you horny, re-write it until it does. lol.

i am a very visual person so i like to close my eyes and imagine the scene before i write it. not just going through the motions either. if this is me, reader, what am i thinking, feeling (both physically and emotionally).

5 senses (touch, taste, smell, sound, sight) should be covered. not every action needs all 5 but if you are describing something you should at least be hitting two of these. " tears falling, you cry out as he enters you slowly" is fine but "blinking away tears you hiss from the overwhelming stretch of his girth entering you, even slowly, proves to be too much" is better.

sometimes i need a boost and if you partake then a few puffs from a weed pen or a glass of wine (im partial to bubbly) will put you in the MOOD lmfao.

*note i dont think you need to have experienced something to write about it, sex included for any virgins however in lieu of that, with anything you don't have experience in, you need to do research to make it believable.

dialogue:

use dialogue to tell us/reiterate who the character is. you can tell us the character is nervous but then its highlighted by the stuttering, rambling, etc of their spoken words.

break up long dialogue with descriptions. this is also a pacing tip. also can insert memories, i will have readers have a whole dialogue and in the middle their will be a relevant memory to give context and insight to the character and their motivations.

using subtext to explain character feelings, you dont have to be so explicit with dialogue all the time. instead of a character saying "im so fucking mad at you right now," use "alright" your voice is clipped, flipping your hair over your shoulder you go back to your task at hand, not even sparing them another glance.

i rarely use explicit dialogue tags now like "said, spoke, cried, yell" i will still use them but ill weave into the description that follows. ex instead of "please stay!" you cried—i would write—"please stay!" your lip quivers as tears gathered on your lashes.

action:

the last subtext tip also helps with action too, alot of times its what we see that really enriches the dialogue so "show" dont "tell".

this is also a pacing tip but during high action/intense scenes using shorter sentences helps express the urgency. although it all depends as long sentences/paragraphs too can help build tension, slowing down descriptions/actions during the climax (lol non sexual) of a scene builds anxiety/thrill.

explaining emotional reactions of heart racing, sweaty palms, etc, is just as important as physical reactions (even tho these are physiological actions they still are emotion driven).

pacing:

besides the pacing tips above in the other sections i think the biggest pacing issue i think people have is adding in details, actions, etc that don't inform your story. everything action/thought you take time to elaborate on that your character does, should be relevant to their motivations, story or characterizations. if it doesnt apply to one of those then cut it out. (note: sometimes it does apply and needs to be cut out and moved another section if its making a scene go on to long)

edit your stories, i know some people post and go and thats fine. everyone has different goals. some just want to get out thoughts and go. however, pacing can be hard to effectively capture on the first go so you will need to reread at least once to ensure your fic is properly paced.

editing leads into eliminating redundancy. often i will write something where i expressed an emotion/feeling then did it again a paragraph or two down the line just in a different way. unless that feeling is evolving, its redundant. redundant doesnt mean the feeling isnt applicable in both places, it means ive already established this feeling/state of mind in my story and it isnt needed both places. this can be one of the hardest things to identify or even fix. however i think my fics are 100x better when i do.

descriptive:

i think people fall into one of these buckets, 1) having the inclination of being overly wordy descriptive or 2)not being descriptive enough. i am the former, so my issuing is editing is pulling back and giving emphasis on somethings but not others. if you arent descriptive enough you will have to decide where in your story its important to give emphasis.

use metaphors that make sense to the person speaking or narration style. you wouldnt use overly flowery language for example if you were writing how sukuna is feeling about something lol.

hope these tips were helpful!

[toysrguts]

FLUTTERSHY HCs!!!!!

she is literally me as a horse i love her so much yes most of this is projecting dont come for me

•has a huge oddity collection, from animal skulls/bones to preserved organs to dried up bug necklaces. little creatures are like her friends and she needs to keep them forever

•also keeps dead flowers, all the dead things!!!!!!!!!

•hates loud noises but is soothed by aggressive metal music

•definitely a huge dethklok fan

•her mane is always a mess. she lets it grow out and rarely trims it and it usually has leaves and random flower petals in it

•her mane and tail are also dirty on the ends from dragging on the ground all the time

•constantly taking naps cuz she gets drained super easily

•hates asking for help so if she needs something she'll just stare at u blankly until u read her mind

•has a lot of stains in her fur from constantly being outside

•smokes a lotttttt of weed and occasionally partakes in other "natural" drugs, especially with treehugger

•she loves painting and finds it relaxing :) and shes really good at it its like her hidden talent

•her love language is gift giving since shes not good with her words. she likes picking flowers and making little friendship bracelets for people she cares about

•brings angel everywhere she goes cuz hes like a therapy pet to her

•the tallest of the mane 6 but is insecure of her height

•really good at sewing and crochet and makes almost all of her own clothes, and sweaters for all her animal friends too

•gets lost in her thoughts alot and is constantly zoning out

•shes a really good baker and her house always smells like warm chocolate chip cookies :3

•the first question she'll ask u if come over is what kind of tea you like. she makes tea for all of her guests and even memorized her best friend's favorites (she cant choose a favorite but she really likes earl grey :3)

•still has fangs from becoming flutterbat and uses them to her advantage cuz they're literally her one and only intimidating feature

•has stacks and stacks of old journals cuz she writes down her thoughts a lot when shes alone

•doesnt like artificial light, if it gets too dark she lights a bunch of candles (also why her and her house always smell amazing)

•cannot sleep unless shes surrounded by stuffed animals

•wears a lot of hoodies and beanies cuz shes always freezing her ass off

•hates having a messy room but is too tired to clean it

•cries at every minor inconvenience

•carries a little bag with first aid stuff everywhere she goes

[ev3rgreenxtrees]

,,Don’t Play With Me.’’

SUMMARY: Chris sees you ‘flirting’ with a guy at a party, and he gets jealous. Fwb type shit

WARNINGS: this is SMUT. Pure FILTH. DEGRADATION KINK.

PAIRING: Toxic!chris x fem!reader

BACK TO: Masterlist

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As the third or fourth guy approached you from tonight, you sighed, annoyed at all of them. you were just trying to have fun at a party but you just kept getting hit on, and it was getting annoying. however, this time, you noticed something different. chris was watching. he thought it was okay to flirt with other girls, so why couldnt you flirt with other guys?

“hey, pretty.” the man seemingly around your age slurred, the smell of alcohol and weed making you want to throw up.

“hi, handsome.” you giggled, walking closer to him, slipping your arms around his neck. you wondered how much longer it was going to take before chris ‘intervened’.

it clearly didnt take long, because you felt strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you away from the boy.

“you think you can play with me, huh?” Chris growled in your ear, as you turned away from the man, focusing all of your attention on chris.

“for someone who ‘doesnt want me’, you seem to care an awful lot..” you smirked, causing him to harshly grab your hips.

“dont play with me, Y/N..” chris kissed your temple, his hand slipping down your body to intertwine his fingers with yours, as he pulled you away, in attempts to find the nearest unoccupied bathroom or room.

the second he found one, he shoved you into it, locking the door behind him.

“you really think you can be a slut without me saying anything?” chris growled, forcefully grabbing your chin to make you look at him. you didnt want to push any words out, so you just shook your head. his hand quickly found your ass, and he placed a harsh smack there, causing you to yelp. “words, you whore.” he bit and sucked at your neck, as you gasped.

“n-no..” you stuttered.

“c’mon, ma.. you know better than that..” chris tsked, rolling his eyes. he gave you a smirk before lifting you onto the counter that you were pressed up against, quickly bringing his lips to yours. you moaned into the kiss, unable to keep quiet.

“p-please, chris..” you whined, wanting more. needing more.

“so fucking needy.” he spoke in a low tone, his voice raspy, sending chills down your spine. his hands slithered from your hips to the hem of your shirt, as he tugged on it, and looked up at you, asking for consent, which you quickly gave.

he wasted no time tearing your shirt, exposing your barely closed chest to the cold air.

“so beautiful..” he whispered, as he kissed your neck, biting and sucking. you whined, feeling your need for him growing as the seconds passed.

he let his hands slide up your back, to find your bra clasp. he gently tugged at it, pulling it loose, and slipping it off your body. “fuck, ma.. you’re flawless..” he mumbled, taking a nipple into his mouth, holding your other breast in his free hand.

you gasp as you feel his mouth connect with your body, as you gripped the cold counter.

“chris..” you whined, wanting nothing but him.

he grinned at you, as he moved away from your tits, his mouth coming back up to yours. his hands found their way to your waistband, as he gently tugged at it, pulling it away and letting it slap back against your skin, causing you to let out a whine. you slid your hands to the hem of his shirt, pulling away from the kiss to pull it off of him. you admired his body, causing him to chuckle. sure, you’ve seen him shirtless before,, but not like this.

“like what you see baby?” he asks, his hands firmly gripping your hips.

“yes,” you nodded. “please, chris..” you pleaded, as he rolled his eyes.

“so fucking needy.” he rolled his eyes and went back to work, kissing down your barely clothed body. he started shimmying your skirt down, exposing your red panties that matched with your bra that was already disguarded.

he made his way down to your thighs, placing kisses up both of them, until he got to where you needed him the most.

he placed a gentle kiss on your clothed clit, looking into your eyes with his lust-filled blue ones. “may i?” he asked, gently tugging at the panties.

“god, please chris..” you begged, and he obeyed, quickly pulling them off.

“so fucking pretty,” he admired, before slipping two fingers through your folds, causing you to gasp. he slid his fingers through, coating them in your arousal, before sucking it off his own fingers, still maintaining eye contact with you. “jesus christ, ma.. youre so fucking wet for me,” he growled, his mouth making its way slowly close to your core.

you could feel his hot breath against you, before he licked a bold stripe up you.

“chris-“ you moaned, as he flicked his tongue up and down, his lips finding their way to your clit. “f-fuck, chris!” you yelled out, your hands searching for his hair.

he moaned against you, sending shivers down your spine. he continued to work his tongue, and your legs started shaking, “h-holy shit, chris! im-im close!” you yelled as you came on his face.

“i didnt even have to use my fingers, you whore.” Chris shook his head, his mouth meeting yours, you tasting yourself on his tongue. you moaned into his mouth. you needed more. you needed him more than anything at that moment.

he pulled away from your mouth, leaving wet sloppy kisses down your exposed neck, leaving you whimpering below him. who would’ve known you would be such a mess for him?

you reached for the waistband of the boys sweats, hoping that you could just pull them and his boxers down at the same time. your hands fumbled around, and you couldn’t seem to grab the waistband on his skin, and he scoffed.

“too fucked out to even function and i haven’t even put my dick in you yet.” he rolled his eyes and pulled his own pants down, leaving his boxers on. you let out a whine, indicating that you wanted his boxers off too.

“you can wait,” he spoke harshly, grabbing your wrist gently, placing it on his tight boxers. he groaned as you pushed your hand down and started rubbing, knowing what he wanted.

“fuck,” he moaned, pulling your hand away. he tugged his boxers down, and his cock sprung up, hitting his stomach. he hissed at the cold air touching him, but wasted no time pulling you close to the edge of the counter, and lining himself up to you.

“no prep?” you asked confused, to which he nodded.

“you fucking came before i could prep you, so now you don’t get it.” he scolded, and all you could do was nod. “now, your gonna be a good girl, and your not gonna cum until i tell you that you can. ‘kay?” he asked, and you nodded again.

he wasted no time pushing his tip into you, the sudden action making your hands fly to his shoulders, gripping them hard. He continued to slowly push in, his soft groans getting louder and louder, until he finally bottomed out.

“fuck, your tight..” he groaned, his head falling back. he didnt give you much time to adjust, before he started moving. his pace quickened as the time went by, both of you letting out moans and whimpers.

“f-faster, chris.. please,” you begged.

“f-fuck.. only ‘cus i want it— i- fuck..” he moaned as he quickened his pace, only because ‘he wanted to’.

“fuck, chris.. fuck, fuck, fuck,” you slurred, feeling your stomach tighten for the second time tonight. “chris, i- i need..” you tried speaking, but couldnt form full sentences.

“what do you need, baby? words, use your words,” he teased. one of his hands moved from your waist, to your clit, rubbing fast circles.

“holy fuck, chris! p-please, i- i need to cum..!” you pleaded, your head falling on his shoulder, your hands scratching his shoulders.

“go ahead,baby.. l-let go,” he huffed, and you moaned his name as you came. He pulled out once you were finished, and he tugged his own cock until his release came.

“holy fuck, that was good.” he panted, rummaging through the cabinets, trying to find a towel, which was easily found. he cleaned you off, and helped you get dressed again.

“its crazy to me that your so good at aftercare,” you smiled after he asked if you wanted a water or anything.

“whys that?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing, and his head tilting.

“maybe because you just called me a slut and whore so many times and now your offering to carry me around for the rest of the night,” you joked, and Chris rolled his eyes, and kissed your forehead.

call you crazy, but out of all of what just went down, that tiny forehead kiss just gave you butterflys.

you were supposed to be ‘friends with benefits’ now, but how long could you hold off as friends?

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A/N: this has been in my drafts for so fucking long.

@bernardenjoyer

[r-ottweiler]

what are some of your headcanons for the heathers characters? or do you just stick to canon?

I have plenty of my own headcanons

This gives me an excuse to write them all down actually, lmao

Sometimes i stick to the canon, Othertimes i use my own versions of them. I think all the heathers art i have posted so far has been a mix.

Anywho, Long list of my headcanons underneath. (I am learning to use tumblr features this is cool)

I project alot onto these characters, So these may not be very canon. As implied by them being headcanons.

Heather Chander : (Mentions of CSA, labelled with "ONE" beginning. Skip if needed)

She's a silly little narc and i love her for it. Me for real

Absolutely privelleged. Her family is rich, white, she's heterosexual/romantic (Presenting at least. She's a little bicurious, Sure.) ...

I tend to see alot of "This heather is her favourite" Headcanons, But i typically dont agree. Her "favourite" changes based on how useful they are being to her at the moment. But even then I just dont think she has favourites. She both hates and loves them all equally. (hates a little more than loves lmao)

She is an only child, Which led to her being way too independent for her skills, Which leads her to never ask for help since she "Didnt need it as a child, So why would she need it now?".

!!!!ONE!!!!! Her parents didnt really pay attention to her as a child, So she found it from other people. Particularly a certian family friend. She didnt tell her parents about what was happening untill said family friend made a joke about him and heather when she was ~7, Which led to family friend being cut off. Her parents didnt deem it important enough to get her therapy, or any form of help, She had minimal support.

Her act of love language is physical touch(Giving) and gift giving(Receiving)

She is 5'8

If you want a condescending petname she is your go-to. Each heather has their own little nickname that she uses. Occasionally endearingly. Most of the time, mocking and/or condescending.

Very silly girl indeed.

Heather Duke : (SH mentioned beginning with "ONE", skip if needed)

Evil BPD haver . Evil evil evil evi

This isnt a headcanon of mine but i like the poc representation with her. I dont like how the musical did it but the fan content is nice to see

She's queer, but (if she ever were to be open about it) she just labels herself as "Whatever is most convenient at the time".

!!ONE She does cut occasionally, Sometimes because she thinks the scars are pretty and for pity points from dumb people to get what she wants ++but she also does it sometimes because of disordered stuff (linked with BPD headcanon) and other things

personal beef with drama kids. thats all. She thinks theyre annoying as fuck and will take any chance she gets to piss one of them off

Pretty privellege. She just has to pout and any desperate guy will give her what she wants

Heather Mcnamara : (SH mentioned beginning with "ONE", skip if needed)

She is not nice. That's it. Thats the headcanon.

Very passive aggressive when she wants to be. Less with her ''friends'' but she's still kind of an ass.

BPD+NPD . Little loser

She smokes weed . She thinks that perfume hides the scent but she just walks around smelling like weed and lemons. Makes her very recognisable, Though

She's probably kissed heather duke more than twice. Who knows?

Also pretty privellege.

!!ONE She also cuts, but much more than HD does, and mainly only because of disorder linked issues.

her fp is heather duke!

She cannot swim. Only heather chandler knows this, And she wants to murder her everytime its brought up.

cannot spell restaurant. do better. (she spells it as resturant, will not correct herself as 'thats how it sounds')

she CAN however, Skateboard. She only learnt when she was ~13, she has never attempted it after 15, Because she thinks its weird, and looks dumb.

Veronica :

my silly npd autist weirdo. i hate her

If she doesnt see her drink being made every step of the way or make it herself, She will not drink it. She doesnt even know why. She has paranoia around it.

Has punched holes in her walls. Albeit mostly accidentally.

She has anger issues. Alot of things annoy and agitate her.

Shorter than heather chandler by 1 inch and she never hears the end of it. She's slapped HC over it before. Also never hears the end of that.

She's intersex!

She can play the guitar, But she doesnt do it much. She's only really played it for heather mcnamara once or twice, Otherwise she just does it to de-stress and calm down on her own.

These are only the girls, and only afew of my favourite headcanons, But i have plenty of my own little headcanons for other characters.

[vera-yaps]

🥀🖤Zero Day Headcanons🖤🥀

*i dont condone nor romanticize them or their actions i just love the movie!*

🖤🥀Cal tries to get andre to listen to Pavement, Andre calls him a fag for it but the next time he’s out with his parents at the mall, he just may swing by that one record store, the one that smells like rubber and use some of his pizza place paycheck to get one of their albums—the same one Cal showed him. he’d never admit it though.

🖤🥀They are so fucking homophobic/misogynistic im sorry yall😭Like andre i’d imagine more outwardly than cal, to me andre’s the type to say someth like a date🍇/aids joke or some shit and if Rachel’s in vicinity, she’d side eye cal to say something but of course the fucker doesnt. But if it’s just rachel and cal i feel like he may slip up and make some off color remarks but over all wouldnt call women bitches/etc the way andre would (and literally does in the movie)

🖤🥀To me (i dont think this is a very hot take) their part of new stratford is very conservative. it’s not like gun toting bible thumpers conservative but the area is relatively small and spreads fast—When Cal got caught smoking weed it wasnt scandalous but you did hear people saying that pam and steve’s son a few blocks down got busted hanging with druggies or something.

🖤🥀It also makes the queer interpretation more realistic to me. if we’re looking at it from that angle, those two are repressed and they are repressed bad. Like i dont have any particular sexuality headcanons for either of them simply bc they never got to officially figure it out. those feelings were so there for each other. Flat out. they just never got the chance to figure out what their identities were.

🥀🖤that being said my god those two were so pathetic for each other.

🥀🖤They met 1994 in sixth grade civics class

🥀🖤the teacher paired them for an ice breaker activity and they just sorta never left each other

🥀🖤honestly i feel like they developed feelings for each other on a subconscious level way closer to the events of Zero Day

🥀🖤Andre just couldn’t get Cal out of his head

🥀🖤like mf was simpin

🥀🖤Andre never found the need to make genuine friends. he was involved with the science club, the track team, he contributed to the school newspaper, and he was good at what he did, don’t get it twisted.

🥀🖤Like people paint andre to be super outwardly hateful and openly bullying his peers. but like to an extent i think he was liked. not necessarily popular and not as well recieved as cal, but like according to the website they both had relatively extensive-ish friendgroups

🥀🖤but the only person he’s ever considered a close person to him was cal, so he figured it was just that.

🥀🖤having a super close best friend makes you think about him all the time, makes you memorize his band shirts and typical outfits, makes you get all pink when he pays any kind of overt attention to you whatsoever. nothing out of the ordinary.

🥀🖤As for Cal I feel like he starts feeling that way alot sooner than andre does, but hes just as if not more repressed than he is.

🥀🖤Like i could go on about how cal is horrifically mischaracterized by the fandom but thats another post for another day. but like ppl think he’d be extremely open and okay with his sexuality/be a sassy twink? which like tbh i dont see at all

🥀🖤this dude comes from a religious background in the late 90’s/early aughts. like blud would be so repressed its not even funny

🥀🖤he just doesnt feel like anybody else could understand the kind of hate he had under wraps

🥀🖤But andre did.

[yourtouchismidas]

Ok sorry I just submitted the 🍃 blurb without reading that you were re-opening blurbs for George only, is this for RG verse or other? Because maybe you could do like Gigi phoning George to look after her if she's tried drugs or weed for the first time and is freaking out, because she's too scared to tell her parents.

no worries at all, i'm combining this with your first message and doing something in between!

gigi has been with her friends in the park. they're nice friends, good friends, but she is sixteen and they are all curious. they want to try it. and one of the boys has managed to pick up. one of them is a smoker so he knows how to roll, and then they all sit there staring at the joint like, what do we do now?

"gigi you're dad's a bit of a druggo isnt he?" one of the boys says, "you go first."

"he was," gigi says, hitting him playfully, knowing its a joke. they all love matty, the boys being slightly scared of him, especially the one who fancies gigi and wants to make a move. "but he quit hard stuff ages ago and weed when i was too young to remember really. so i dont fucking know."

eventually, one of them lights it, and they take turns toking, the smoker teaching the others how to make sure they take it back into their lungs. they cough and splutter and laugh, but start to feel the effects of it, heads tingling, thoughts hazing, everything becoming funny. gigi feels that too. until she sees someone across the park looking at them. what does he want. does he know they're high. and underage. is he looking at just her. does she know him.

her whole body goes hot as panic rushes through her. her heart starts beating in her chest. the guy who was staring moves on. but she cant shake it. she looks around at the empty park, terrified someone else is gonna come.

"guys," she manages to whisper, "guys i'm freaking out."

"oh shit," one of her friends says, one of the girls who wasnt really feeling anything, but just pretending to to fit in with the vibe. the others are all laughing. telling her to calm down. saying its fine. she starts breathing heavy and then they take notice. someone gives her a sip of coke for sugar but it doesnt work. her friend tells her when to breathe in and out.

"please call someone," gigi says, in between breaths. her head is swirling.

"your dad?"

"no!" she says quickly, she passes them her phone. "call my uncle please. my uncle george."

george turns up about half an hour later in an SUV, with dark sunglasses on. gigi has calmed down since they called, just feeling better knowing that he was coming. the other kids stare at him, this aging rockstar, and whisper to gigi to ask he will get them in trouble.

"course not. it's why i called george," she says.

he has hopped out the car and is walking over and she walks to meet him. he opens his arms and she falls into them. smelling the comforting smell of his washing powder and cigarettes.

"you okay kiddo?"

"yeah," she says, pulling back and looking at him.

"scared me," he says. then he nods at her friends as a greeting. they all stared, open mouthed, in awe. he still looks effortlessly cool, even nearing fifty, still as much a rockstar as ever.

"i was panicking," she says, "but i'm feeling better now."

"yeah," george says, sticking a cigarette in his mouth, "that will happen. you guys all alright?"

gigi's friends nod and say yes, and thank you, while george bobs his head.

"what you smoked?"

"just weed," one of the boys says.

george laughs, "yeah i know that. i mean kind. and what dealer?"

they shrug. they dont know what kind. they tell him what the dealer looked like.

"oh god," george says, puffing on his smoke, "dont use him. you want weed gus," he turns to gigi, "you come to me okay?"

"really? even with matty..."

"yeah, you need matty's permission first."

gigi rolls her eyes. "he's gonna kill me, george, you know that."

"yeah," george says, "but he's not gonna be happy with me either. so let's go. face him together."

he nods towards the car and gigi waves to her friends and hops in. she giggles when george starts driving, picturing the way her dad is going to yell at her, her mum and shay's concerned looks, the babies clamouring around her asking what weed is and crying that its not fair gigi got some and they didnt.

"what you laughing at?" george says.

"i dont really know, i'm about to get bollocked," she says, spluttering.

"yeah, that'll happen too," george says. soon he is laughing at her laughing. and both of them can't stop.

matty appears at the doorstep after seeing george's car roll up and gigi in the window.

"what's gone on here?" he says. he comes closer and holds gigi's face so he can get a better look at her red eyes.

"skunk," george says, and the two of them both try to hold back laughter.

"george?! you gave my daughter..."

"no no no, not me. sorry. should've been more clear. she did it with her friends and was panicking a little so i picked her up."

matty's eyes widen. he frowns. he's mad. oh he's mad.

"get in the house," he snaps, pointing to the open door behind him.

"right, i'll get going then," george says.

"nope. you too. in," matty says.

"it was gigi who did it," george says, pouting like a child.

"yeah and what good examples i've had," she says, and then her and george both start laughing.

"in. now." matty says. they go. george says as he is passing, "you need to teach her how to pick good stuff." which earns him a slap on the back of the head.

[dissectedgrrl]

okay so a while ago i mentioned a the good place rtc au

n so i finally made one :D

keep in mind this is j kind of a rough idea thing so not every detail is there but here are my ideas !! this also includes some headcanons for the characters so dont mind certain parts

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so it kind of follows the same plot as the show

karnak is like michael and he tells the choir where they are, what happened, etc

he got their names right + the fact that they were the choir n referred to as "the six saints" in the news

but he got their personalities mixed up with other students

he thinks they volunteered, helped out a lot of people, etc.

he doesnt know about mischa stealing wine, ocean bullying literally everyone, etc

but the choir knows its all wrong n have to find out what went wrong, how to get out, etc (just everything eleanor went thru)

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cast of characters :

Ocean O'Connell Rosenburg

she/her , lesbiaB, learning 2 languages, can speak 5

Ocean is in COMPLETE denial that she doesnt belong in the good place. i mean why wouldn't she ? shes ocean o'connell rosenburg. shes perfect. shes supposed to be here.

she tries to remain as perfect as possible while in the good place

she keeps calling karnak "god" no matter how many times he tells her there is no god in the good place. sometimes she does it on accident

the soulmate she got matched up with is constance

^ when she was told that she blurted out "WHAT ? WE ONLY KISSED ONCE !!!!" and everyone just kind of . . . . stared at her

most likely says the "all neutral people should go to Cincinnati" joke

Constance Blackwood

she/her, bilingual and bisexual

Constance doesn't want to leave the good place but she knows it isnt right for her to stay

she loves ocean, but being her soulmate takes a lot of patience (that constance sometimes doesnt have)

she got SO excited about the free froyo flavors

"mmm . . . . warm laundry flavor 😍"

when ocean said the kissing thing constance was j kinda like "🧍"

Savannah

("jane doe")

she/they/it, pan demisexual demiromantic (i swear im not projecting 😭 /srs)

i have a lot to say abt her 💀

since she doesnt know who she really is she tries to learn as much as she can in the good place

^ she always has a "why" to ask n gets frustrated if she cant figure something out

^ it LOVES learning

^ whenever something interests them they get really excited

karnak gave them their doll n when they asked why all he said was "shes nice"

^ ever since then shes LOVED dolls n just toys in general

its favorite thing to learn about is toys

it has a lot of toys n keep all of them in a toy chest

when she learned she could eat food she just didnt stop 😭

^ they LOVE food but their cooking skills arent the best . . . .

^ its favorite savory food is pizza. dont ask why they just like it . . . . all kinds of pizza too

she really really likes music as well

^ favorite artists are frank sinatra and edith piaf !!

its soulmate is ricky

^ she LOVES him like theyre so close (i havent decided if theyre gonna be platonic, romantic, or both, but for now lets j say theyre best friends !!)

^ her and rickys relationship kind of confuses her bc all the other souldmates kiss n hold hands n what not but her n ricky just kind of . . . . watch star trek and talk about their interests together

they HATE being photographed and recorded, the smell of smoke, big rollercoasters, and anything people use to smoke (weed especially)

it hates being called creepy and having people afraid of her

shes really nice and smart but no one (expect ricky n the rest of the choir) rlly gives them a chance :/

Mischa Bachinski

he/him, bi, speaks same languages as he does in canon universe

soulmate is noel

he loves music (we all know this) and listens to any recommendation he gets

has to try and keep calm while in the good place so no one gets suspicious

his weakness is animals . . . . show him a rabbit n he will cry istg

^ hes a dog person but tries to hid it bc noel prefers cats

he doesnt rlly like sweets but hes okay w the free froyo (only SPECIFIC flavors tho)

he asked karnak if his mom was also in the good place, but didnt get a straight answer, but karnak hinted at a yes

^ his goal is to find his mom while he has time in the good place

^ hes doing everything he can to find her and is convinced he gets closer every day

Noel Gruber

he/she, gay (and maybe bigender or genderfluid ? idk yet), speaks english n french

he rlly likes black coffee like . . . . a lot

^ mischa says he hates coffee, but hes never tried it so noel is determined to make him drink it

noel sees the good place as a second chance at life

^ she hopes to get to live out her monique dreams here

secretly hates mischa's music taste 💀

noel introduced jane to edith piaf !

Ricky Potts

he/they, pan + trans demiboy, can speak english n pig latin (when jane asked why he just said "itsyay ustjay oremay unfay anthay englishyay !")

he loves living with jane because he gets to ramble n he gets to hear her ramble as well

^ him n jane have cats ! :D

^ every other saturday night ricky n jane watch spiderman movies while eating pizza. they look forward to that saturday every week !

he actually CAN cook

he claims he doesnt have a favorite cat but Captain Butterscotch is always with him . . . . suspicious

one of their favorite pastimes is looking out the telescope thats in their backyard at night

^ he likes to name stars (even if they already have names)

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okay thats all i got so far ! if you have any suggestions or anything feel free to tell me ! srry if there are any spelling errors i wrote this down so fast bc i had to get these idea out or else i would implode 💔

[4thenookie]

You said you wanted some headcanons, so here are some of mine

-I reckon Bens definitely a stoner, I reckon he'd probably like drugs like LSD -I reckon that Ben also mainly likes the story side of the video games he tends to like -I dont think Liu is really evil, I think that he forced his anger at his brother down, and it festered and became that Sully guy, so Sully hates Jeff and Liu doesnt - I think Sally fakes sweetness, but she's actually incredibly ruthless and manipulative -Ben probably likes playing idiot pranks on everyone and would like incredibly dirty jokes (he's said to have died at 12, probably in the first grade of high school, so he's probably stuck in the mindset of around that age, and from my expierience thats what 7ers are like) -Jeff and Ben would be best friends, and probably tease the hell out of each other -Ben just gives me... british vibes. I reckon he's british. -Also I reckon Ben would be pansexual, he doesnt seem like the type to care about gender. Sully too. -Oh, but i reckon Liu refuses to date because of the crap that happened when his old gf, so he simply doesnt do anything. -I think Sully loved their gf too, but he completely flipped, and now he's just a horny asshole screwing everyone he can. But generally not the other creepypastas, I think he goes to clubs and picks up girls or boys, spends a night with them and breaks their heart. In fact, sadistic horny asshole. -I reckon Ben does the same most of the time. I also reckon he kinda looks up to Sully and has some sort of crush (well the kind of platonic one, like he worships the guy) but he doesnt tell Jeff, because like... Sully hates his guts Thats all I can think of rn! I hope you like them!

hello!!!! these are so so real thank you for sharing them with me :)

stoner BEN is so real, idk why but it makes so much sense lol

his room probably smells like weed n stuff 24/7

as for his taste in video games i actually agree that hed prefer story based ones!! i hc that video games are mre of a chill hobby for him and he doesnt love when its competitive (jeff does tho bc he thinks everythings a competition lmao)

i totally agree about liu when you say its more sully that hates jeff rather than him, i think that liu misses their bond and wants to reconnect someday but sully doesnt want that to happen in case it goes wrong again

OMG EVIL SALLY YES!!!!! i completely agree i think shes a bit like a poltergeist and her favourite hobby is throwing shit around and running down the halls giggling at night

lmaooo that's so true about BEN he basically speaks in memes

BEN and jeff being friends is so real!! theyd have a 'everyone can make fun you, especially me' friendship lmao

i reckon ej is british too! but which part of britain would they be from..

BEN and sully being pan is very real!!! for sully any hole is a goal lmaooo

i reckon BEN wants to spend more time around sully but he cant bc of jeff or something along those lines

i hope you dont mind me adding my own thoughts!!! thank you for sharing your headcanons with me <3

[inkybinkyboink]

dude getting high with nacho and lalo

whoever grinds the weed depends on who's weed it is

lalo rolls better blunts but nacho rolls better spliffs

nachos a sativa girlie, lalo likes indica more

they're both like opposites? nacho is so grumpy and lalos like a hyper-self aware child so I feel like the strains would bring them both down to earth a little.

lalo. food. lalo..food...

nacho consistently uses up all the hot water taking showers

nacho! is! so! nice! and friendly!! he would stay on the couch and get clingy but it's ok bc he's just sleepy and ahhh

lalo gets so fucking tired. he started talking gibberish spanglish

they are so comfy and smell so good

nacho asks if you want another hit and shotguns smoke into your mouth.

lalo does too and every time he does he tugs your hair a little bit.

lalo runs so warm...it's so bad...

he gets hungry a lot but he cooks all his own food so he'll get to the kitchen and forget what he's doing.

it usually just ends with nacho buying pizza and him and lalo bickering about how it's just as good as homemade pizza.

when he's not stoned nachos really on top of taking care of others. he's there to hand out cups of water or talk you through a bad high.

if you're all high is lalo who's like the equivalent of a big brother giving their kid sibling alcohol but with the intent of calming them down. so it's not ideal but he's very nice to take weed naps with and he'll talk you through anything at all.

hey dont drive high but lalo does because you guys. really...really...wanted chicken nuggets. 

bro

bro

bro

showing up at los pollos 

and gus is like

“dude what the fuck we just resolved a bunch of shit”

and “no im not here for that, im here for that sweet sweet chicken, broski”

he is so confused

okokok i feel like nacho doesnt smoke inside. he always makes guests go outdoors. 

so picture: you, nacho and lalo outside at like 1 in the morning going for another smoke break. it’s like, 1 degree celcius. shivering, shaking. the works. lalo’s the only one calm enough to cup a face and light a blunt. 

lalo clapping you or nacho on the back when you cough too hard

sometimes nacho turns off the porch lights and you’ll just lay on the ground and stare up at the stars

like theyre both insane babygirls and granted this may be slightly ooc but honestly i dont care, i would smoke up with them. 100%

[postmoderntongues]

SO apparently my old diagnosis of DDNOES isnt used anymore and I would be considered OSDD so I just thought that I (we?) would say a little hello to the community.  I AM professionally diagnosed and my new therapist thinks it might help me a little bit to actually acknowledge my alters instead of my last therapists advice which was not to give in to it.  

Sarah is my adult fronter (Im 30 but I feel like shes more 21-25 which is around the age i detransitioned).  She is very sexual, likes to dress in lingerie (specifically babydoll style), the only one in the system who responds positively to male sexual attention, the only one in the system who masterbates (sorry if that is TMI).  She is also the only one in the system with the ability to do makeup.  She loves VC Andrews and poetry and fancy smelling soap.  Her favorite music is stuff like Xiu Xiu, The Mountain Goats, radiohead, Nicole Dollanganger, Ginger Bronson, and Hole.  She does non-contact online sex work and is a bit of a compulsive spender.   She collects Precious Moments figurines. We are all autistic but Sarah is the highest functioning.  Sarah is recovering from EDNOES/Bulimia/Atypical Anorexia.  She likes benzos, opiates, and ecstasy and is my most social alter.  She has a slight southern accent.

My second alter is Syd.  Syd identifies as male and is roughly 15 years old.  He likes rough sex, is a recovering cutter, is an insufferable edgelord who is fascinated by gore and autistically into horror.  He holds most of my wrath toward the world.  He’s my second most common fronting alter.  He likes MCR, The Used, Smashing Pumpkins, and Three Days Grace.  He loves to read splatterpunk and transgressive fiction.  He is a reckless drug user and will get high on anything from benadryl to cough medication to the air in the whipped cream can and is a compulsive stoner.  His preferred high is psychedelic.  He prefers the company of other boys and doesnt have a lot in common with most girls.  He is very dysphoric about his chest and the most likely to get caught up in drama and discourse because he doesnt separate negative and positive attention.  He collects horror merch.  He has the most severe case of BPD and NPD out of the system members and also has the most noticeable tic (sharply exhaling through the nose).  He uses a lot of slang circa-2011 and has the strongest eastern accent out of the three.

My most common fronting alter and also my lowest functioning is Ash, my “little” (age 2-5).  She loves to color, likes early Melanie Martinez, collects squishmellows, and is terrified of “mushy” textures.  She is very emotionally dependent on our partner and gets severe separation anxiety.  She is the most capable of caring for children out of the three because she understands their needs, being a child herself.  She is a severe trauma holder with CPTSD and often nonverbal.  She is completely asexual and terrified of male attention.  She is friendly to everybody to a fault and easily manipulated by false kindness.  She is the only one in the system without body dysmorphia.  She likes weed because it makes the overstimulation calm down a little bit and did NOT like acid when i did it while she was fronting.  She is obsessed with receiving praise from authority.  She enjoys more lighthearted media like comedy and eats too much candy.  She has a higher pitched voice than the other two.  

I sometimes dissociate to a robot/void state when overstimulated but I slip between alters with little to no interruption or chunks of missing time (well that may or may not be true i have a very bad memory) and have some control over “who” is fronting its not completely involuntary (like i can push Syd and Sarah down if they try to front at work) but my therapist was pretty confident in the diagnosis.  So thats pretty much it, Im open to more questions if anybody has any but that is pretty much “us”.  

[gikairan]

Boy it sure is fun to see Building Drama that you are just... not aware of.....

I mean i feel this is all par for the course in living in an apartment building. Especially as this is a pretty mixed building - theres people who own outright, people who own a % (like myself) and i think people renting here. I know this was outlined in a document i was given, but im not sure which one anymore. I also think theres specific units for social rent, not private rent. So, council flats basically.

And i dont want to sound like i've got anything against the social rent scheme - its important, and theres nowhere near enough of it. Unfortunately, theres... a bit of a stigma against people on the scheme. It tends to attract some of the less-savoury members of society. Theres a looot to talk about on this issue full stop, and i dont want to dive to deep into it. But poverty makes you more likely to be involved in crime, drugs etc, develop mental health issues etc etc. tl;dr poverty sucks, and is just generally very bad for you.

So the buildings got people who own 100%, own some %, and some who were possibly put here by the council. This is... maybe not the best idea? You've got people whose literal wealth is tied up in this building, and people who... have pretty much no stake at all.

Most of what i see of anyone is... their contributions to the bin room. Its... just.... a travesty. Like, the recycling literally says "no plastic bags" and yet the council are constantly refusing to collect them because theres plastic bags (filled with recycling) inside. The standard waste bins... people only seem to want to fill the handful that are nearest the doors. Once theyre full up, they just... start piling their bin bags on top. ... Despite the ones on the other side of the room being half-full at best. Sometimes, they use the floor! Last week there was half a pizza just on the ground! :D Do people want rats? Because this is how we get rats.

Then theres also... one guy on my floor. Now, i live right at the end. I go past everyones doors to get out, but no one has any reason to go to mine. I share a wall with no one. I dont interact with anyone. I'm far removed from any nonsense that might happen. But one thing i do know Floor smells like weed most of the time. And look - dont care. Think it should be legalised and taxed. Have worked with massive stoners my entire professional life. But the problem is that this guy is clearly inviting some unsavoury elements to the building? Not by virtue of simply smoking in his own flat (fine), but apparently drug dealing in the garage??

And how do i know this? Well another neighbour went and stuck up some letters to other residents in communal areas of the building about the buildings issues of course! :D

Including mentioning the drug deals in the garage (Among other things, some the issue of the housing association)

Today i find out one was posted in the lift, not just the one i saw in the front foyer while returning from a day in the office. Now i dont usually use the lift because i live on the first floor. I just... use the stairs... So how did i find out this was in the lift? Well, because the lift was open when i walked past. No one in it. The doors were just... stuck open. Did see some kind of cable sticking out of the side so uh... thats not great, dont want to see that. (As i returned upstairs i wanted to see what kind of connection it was and it... fell down... as i was looking... no idea what it was but id guess introduced to jam the doors somehow)

But the lift one also had... contributions from other residents. Including giving this persons door number. He doesnt live alone, btw. There is a partner in there, and also probably a kid? This guy is.... actually the only person ive had a conversation with, and i know hes mentioned a kid. Never seen the partner, btw, or kid. Partners written on the paper "dont give away peoples door numbers, my daughter lives here" And someone responded to that with "dont lie, its just your drug dealing boyfriend. I saw him smash up the sign downstairs" (Sure enough, the sign downstairs turned out to be broken when i got there) and just, oh boy oh howdy what the hell is going on here.... Im just minding my own business as one person seems to be shady, a bunch of other people are not pleased, and the shady guy is maybe going around breaking stuff because of it.... 🙃

And like, i dont know if this person owns or rents. Literally cant remember what file all this info was in, and if it said what flat counted under what scheme. I dont know if anything can be done to get rid of him, especially if he owns. Does someone deserve to be kicked out because theyre causing problems? IDK! But kinda sucks to have someone causing problems, and a bunch of people pissed off at them, while i sit in my little quiet corner and get whiplash when i go to throw my bins out....

[everythings-whithering]

Trying not to make people feel bad is hard

[jdsmineralwater]

so i want to jump on the mom friend mischa trend and give my two cents so here are my mom friend mischa headcannons:

only the choir get to hate ocean. if anyone else is heard badmouthing her then mischa is on it

im talking full on scraps in the alley behind the school but come on theres no competition

mischa wins

sometimes if hes there when it happens he just dives straight into action

and god forbid hes with ricky or noel when it happens

ricky will willingly give up a crutch and lean on the wall while mischa beats the person up with it until theyre lying on the ground and/or ricky needs to get to class and might want his crutch.

noel is almost as defensive over being the only person to mock ocean as mischa is, and worse, mischa wants to impress him

so imagine mischa bachinski actually trying while beating you up

yea thats what i thought

moving aside from ocean he'll fight anyone who comes close to the other members of the choir

his basement is always free to anyone who needs it

he always has a change of clothes and first aid stuff for those who need it

tell me he doesnt carry one of oceans inhalers at all times

ocean goes to his house before school everyday to shower so she doesnt smell like weed

so does penny

oh god does mischa get defensive over penny

like woah hes got everything she might possibly need

ocean: hey mischa-

mischa: nope

penny: i want taco bell

mischa: already on it

he has noel on speed dial for that

honestly penny doesnt even really like taco bell she just likes watching noel run from the mall to wherever mischa called from

penny doesnt even really need defending at this point mischas scared everyone off

wow that got long, lol.