#thread: rachel 002

[tonibeltran]

[ 📱 text ] Rachel Han 🍊

ANTONIO: I have to admit a lot of your hard-hitting stuff is incredibly well-researched and fantastically written. ANTONIO: But my favorite's gotta be the one about the puppy parade @rachelxhan

[kurtxhummels]

To say that Kurt was excited Rachel had come back to Bearcreek would have been a mild understatement. He was thrilled that she had decided to come back home, even if it was only temporarily. Hell, he'd promised himself that he was only going to stay in Bearcreek for a few months; cut to nearly two and a half years later, he'd let his lease on his apartment run out, joined an acting troupe in Philadelphia, and officially considered himself moved back home. Life in Bearcreek didn't move anywhere near as fast as it did in New York City, but there was an odd sort of calm to it that he hadn't expected to enjoy as much as he did. It helped him come back to himself when he'd previously been living for anyone but himself in New York; his relationship with Trent was a prime example of that. The fact that he'd chosen to stay in an abusive relationship for so long because Trent had warped how he saw himself still made him incredibly upset with himself; he was determined to get back to his old self, never letting himself get back to the idea that he deserved less. Pulling his jacket off as he stepped into the family diner that his mother had once owned, now owned and run by his aunt, he hung his jacket up on the coat rack before finding an empty booth near the windows. He made idle conversation for a moment with one of the diner waitresses before ordering himself a coffee and pulling out his phone, waiting for his friend to arrive.

@remarkablerachelberry

[onebigerror]

@prosperae asked: “  am i dramatic?  yes.  is it justified?  also yes.  ”  ...  for max

random text posts // accepting

rachel was just rachel. a chaotic, beautiful disaster. she was full of dramatic flare and max kind of loved it. she’d just never admit it. they were as different as night and day but in some weird way they complimented each other. at first, the blonde had been a lot to take in and she’d only accepted her to appease chloe. that had changed with time and she’d genuinely become fond of rachel. “you? dramatic? no way.” she shook the polaroid that she’d just taken to bring it into focus as she watched rachel. she was really something special. chloe hadn’t been wrong about that. max could never get tired of taking pictures of her. she was such an inspiring muse! “if you weren’t dramatic then you wouldn’t be you.” she answered simply as she held out the polaroid to show rachel. “what do you think of this one?” 

[vigilaent]

#𝚅𝙸𝙶𝙸𝙻𝙰𝙴𝙽𝚃  :  a  selective  low  activity  superhero  multimuse  blog  for  characters  featured  in  the  dc  universe,  heavily  based  in  rocksteady  studio’s  arkham  knight  and  gotham  knights,  influenced  by  other  media  such  as  batman:  unburied,  batman:  under  the  red  hood,  wayne  family  adventures,  hbo’s  titans,  +  some  comics  as  i  read  them.     very headcanon heavy.

an  ode  to  :  corruption,  generational  cycles  thanked  and  broken,  the  body  bled  and  divided  among  the  hands,  love as violence,  violence as religion,  religion as love,  and  being  born  again.     re - made  04/18/23.     performed by jean,  23,  they/any,  cst.

muselist.     opens.     dossiers linked below when available.

quick muselist.

dick grayson.     mixed media,  headcanon heavy.     pinterest. jason todd.     headcanon and arkham based.     pinterest. bruce wayne.     unburied and 2022 based,  arkham influenced.     pinterest. gar logan.     titans and headcanon based. koriand’r.     titans and teen titans influenced. rachel roth.     mixed media,  teen titans influenced. selina kyle.     very divergent,  original portrayal. jessie umeh.     original character,  arkham based. jim gordon.     2022 and unburied based.     testing. cassandra cain.     wfa based.     testing. komand’r.     hc based,  titans influenced.     testing. vic stone.     hc based,  doom patrol influenced.     testing.

dash rules.

000. . .     disclaimer.

just a little one !     i am very new to the dc universe and find myself often overwhelmed with the amount of comics there are to read.     i’ve got the spirit,  but i may or may not know the basics about your muse when it comes to canon dc characters.     i apologize in advance,  but it’s nothing a little plotting can’t fix,  so if i pop into your ims with stupid questions about your portrayal, this is why.     but as always,  if you’re still down to clown,  i am very much too !

001. . .     activity.

i'll be frank : i write pretty sporadically, and this goes for ic and ooc interactions. i can get overwhelmed juggling responsibilities often, and socializing is one of the first things to go.     i un  /  fortunately work 40 hour work weeks,    and only get every other weekend off,  so my schedule makes consistent activity difficult on top of my focus. if i can successfully plot something with you, i find my muse is sooo much more involved, but i'm contradictorily bad at it due to the reasons above ; it's truly hit or miss, and i understand if that becomes frustrating for any of my partners.    sometimes i’ll be able to get out a couple drafts a week,  others merely once,  or not at all. if i haven’t replied or answered something in a while,  please know it’s nothing personal, i’m just taking my time until i feel good about what i can put down.     writing is a hobby i enjoy, but if you're looking for a blog with any sort of regularity, this isn't the one for you. i have other rp blogs i try to run as well,  therefore i might be very slow on this one at times.     i can be quite the flaky rp partner,  so i apologize in advance for that and completely understand if my antics   [  or lack thereof  ]   result in an unfollow. if i go longer than two months without activity, i'll try to make a hiatus notice.

002. . .     following.  

because of the previously stated,  i’m also highly selective with who i rp with.     i want to not to bite off more than i can chew,  and for the sake of pacing myself,  my activity will be reserved for mutuals only.     if my thread count gets too high for my liking, it's not uncommon that i drop threads, but i will absolutely try and let you know if that happens.     duplicates are always welcome <3   [  let me know if you need me to tag same - muse posts and i’ll be happy to !  ] i regularly go on softblocking sprees to keep my follower count semi - low, but do feel free to re - follow if you feel like the stars merely misaligned for our first bout of mutual following and i'd be very down to give it another shot. on that note, it'll take me a week+ to follow back sometimes, as i like to read through not only rules, but dossiers and verse pages, especially for ocs, so it can take a hot minute.

003. . .     etiquette.

the basics  ;  don’t be an asshole,  any transphobia,  biphobia,  homophobia,  racism,  whitewashing,  pro - shipping,  incest,  etc,  will be blocked on sight.     no godmodding,  please cut your threads,  continue asks in new posts,  etc,  and no stealing of any personal concepts of mine.     loose inspiration is fine,  but if i see repeated similarities,  i may or may not approach you about it.     formatting - wise,  here is an example of my prose style.     i primarily use big ol’ text and static or no icons,  beta editor + xkit rewritten,  but feel free to format however you like and i’ll try to match you somewhat. since my concussion, however, i will no longer be threading with super small text or anything heavily formatted, as this can strain my eyes and make headaches worse, even with my glasses.

004. . .     shipping.  

i’m all about exploring meaningful dynamics,  whether they be platonic,  familial,  antagonistic,  pre - established,  etc,  so feel free to shoot me a message if you’d like to plot something out between our muses !     while the mun of this blog is 18+,  smut just really isn’t my thing  ;  referenced  ‘ offscreen ’  as it were is fine,  as are nfsfw headcanons and such,  maybe fade to black  /  time skips,  but for the most part,  you won’t find any roleplayed smut on this blog.     this of course is muse dependent and does not apply to any underage muses.     romance is fine to some degree,  but again,  if they are a child, such as raven in her hbo titan’s verse,  anything beyond lighthearted and innocent experiences are off limits,  no exceptions.     if i see you’ve aged up a minor character for shipping purposes,  it will result in an instant unfollow.     if at some point i flesh out adult verses for them,  these shipping rules will not change.     on that note as well,  i do prefer to rp with muns who are also 18+.     i don’t see your age somewhere in your rules or pinned,  it will affect my willingness to follow.

005. . .     memes.

memes from anyone,  anytime,  for the muse or for the mun,  are always welcome,  and often a go - to ice breaker of mine since starter calls make me nervous.     please don’t hesitate to send a good handful since i try not to cage myself into answering ones i just don’t have muse for.     i find if i force stuff,  i’m just less likely to ever actually get it done,  so don’t feel like you’re overwhelming me if you send more than just a couple for me to choose from.     please remember to specify which muse your asks are for unless it’s to one of my sideblogs.     if you want to start a thread from an ask,  i greatly encourage it since i try to write most answers as potential starters anyway ! lastly, any memes in my tag aren't expired. if i don't want them sent in anymore, i'll delete them from the tag.

006. . .     triggers.  

this blog leans horror - adjacent in many ways,  and this blog will be portraying that accordingly,  including trigger - heavy content such as  :  depression,  ptsd,  panic attacks,  violence,  murder,  kidnapping,  self harm,  smoking,  abuse  /  neglect,  animal death,  horror elements,  cannibalism,  torture,  brainwashing,  death  /  resurrection,  religious imagery,  etc,  but i will try to tag it as  ‘ trigger // ’.     on that note,  please do keep in mind  :  any abuse present on my blog will be in headcanons or backstories,  never actual threads.     if i’m writing with villain muses,  physical harm may be present,  but i refuse to roleplay any domestic  /  animal  /  harm or abuse in any form.     my personal triggers are visual eye gore,  visual self harm,  and visual vomit.     please do feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and i’ll try to tag it for you right away !

whew. all that said, i'm jean, 23, white, and i use they/any pronouns ! thank you for taking the time to read my rules,  and rest assured if i follow you,  that means i’ve read through yours as well <3 discord is available for mutuals upon request.

007. . .     blogroll.

enslaughts.     a medium activity horror - heavy multimuse. dvrast.     a selective jesper fahey.     low activity.     follows from enslaughts. vigilaent.     a selective dc multimuse.     low activity. wayfares.     a selective western multimuse.     hiatus. greatloss.     a selective slow five hargreeves.     hiatus. clericlost.     a selective slow william byers.     hiatus. mindsflayed.     a selective slow mind flayer + vecna.     hiatus.     follows from clericlost.

[riotkissedarchived]

the   silence   between them is undercut by the garbled bass of party they’ve abandoned.     quinn hugs her arms tightly around herself.     something in her chest   trashes   and    shrieks .     jealousy unleashes something wild and feral in her ribcage to replace a wounded heart.     not that she has any right to envy. 

shaky breaths cloud the crisp city air the surround them.    fuck ,   she should have grabbed coat.    

hazel eyes   f l i c k e r    between her old love and her own hand ,   white knuckle grip around the off brand fifth of vodka she’d managed to steal from the bar.    it’s an   open bar ,   after all.    would they really care ?     she brings it to her lips and lets it   burn   down her throat.    pretends that the chill around them doesn’t make the tears welling in her eyes string.  

❛❛    can i ask you something ?    ❜❜      quinn’s worked so hard to develop a matured rasp since she’d settled in the city ,   but it   dissipates   in to the night.     all at once ,   she’s that same would-be prom queen from   nowhere , ohio ,   trembling and girlish and   broken .     a delicate ,   unassuming doe turned wolf   :    when wounded she’ll take    everything    down with her.     another swig.     anything to spare herself the pain of eye contact.     ❛❛    why her  ?     of    everyone ,    just    ––   HER .    ❜❜

  »   @awesomegaydar​

[marvelgirltm]

@theimpalpable​.  dom / mr. sincere. 

     Five years. Five entire years. She’d waited so long to be in his arms, to hold onto the hope of seeing him again. She hadn’t even waited a moment as she strolled into their living room and threw herself into his arms, tear-filled or not. Fingertips grip onto his arms, trailing upward until she’s able to hold onto him for dearest life. ‘I told you so...’ seemed too bleak, so she keeps that to herself only all too ecstatic they were able to defeat the evil that’d taken him away.

[redeemedqueen]

@thiefwithacode because we need that amnesia flashback thread

One night. That was all she promised Emma when her friend insisted to set her up with someone; something she was unsuccessful with until today. Nothing had truly changed since the last time Emma brought up the idea. Regina was still not ready to date, even after all this time since Daniel was taken away from her, and she always used her son as the reason for why she couldn’t possibly date anyone. But with Henry getting older and now in school, the blonde refused to let Regina use him as an excuse.

So one night it was. If it pleased Emma and might get her off her back at least for a while, she'd go out on a stupid date and blow off the man at the end of the evening. Or, if the poor guy was decent enough to be worthy of a proper explanation, she’d simply tell him the truth and admit she just wasn’t looking for a relationship right now and only agreed to go out with him to please their friend.

No pressure, right?

Still, it took Regina nearly a whole fifteen minutes to decide to walk inside the bar. She easily spotted her date from the window, the man at the counter immediately caught her attention, sitting by himself as if he were waiting for someone. He was attractive, she’d give him that, and if his wits were half as good as his looks, maybe she could even enjoy a nice company for the evening before they’d part ways for good.

With much more confidence than she thought she’d have, Regina walked inside, heels clicking on the floor, her simple yet elegant dress hugging her body just perfectly and comfortably, and ordered two glasses of whiskey before joining her date at the bar. "Sorry I’m late,” she said as she sat at the stool next to him, thanking the bartender who just brought their drinks. “Traffic was terrible.” A clear lie. She would have made it on time if she just walked inside, but he didn’t need to know that.

[bberryrach]

st. berry// ftf:002

who: rachel berry and jesse st. james ( @jstj ) what: rachel gives jesse an ultimatum, and jesse ends up cuffed af where: rachel’s apartment. when: sunday, august 23 triggers?: mild sexual content and a very bad pun about aural exams

Jesse St. James

Though Jesse was still technically on summer break, his schedule had never been more packed. During the day, he worked through his reading for the next semester, and then spent his evening at the theatre, watching Rachel perform and shadowing the production team. Most of his nights (and any other spare moment he could find) were spent either sneaking over to Rachel's, or smuggling her over to his -- and though he had to be up to start on his college work, their nights just seemed to get later and later. He could never have predicted his life being where it was, but he really was enjoying every second.

Walking back from the show with Rachel, Jesse heard his phone go off, taking a moment to check it. He squeezed Rachel's hand once he'd read the message. "Sam's texted me that he's watching Jaws, so my place is a no go," he told her, putting his phone away. They'd managed to keep their secret so far, coming up with elaborate plans and strategies to cover their tracks. "I'll wait outside and if your place is clear, I can text Sam that I've gone home with a girl I've met. Which is... technically true. Otherwise I guess tonight is a bust and I'll have to go and watch people get eaten with Sam."

Rachel Berry

Rachel was exhausted. Working on two shows was hard enough, but sneaking around with Jesse managed to be another full-time job. Not that she was complaining; Rachel was having more fun than she had in a long while. With Jesse she felt lighter, more like herself. Even if they were toting around a giant secret on their backs.

She never appreciated the anonymity of the city as much as she did that summer. After rehearsals and shows, Rachel was able to walk, hands wrapped around Jesse's arm, down the street. No hiding, no sneaking about. Just the two of them, for a small, fleeting moment. Rachel looked up at Jesse with a small smile as he read his message, nodding as he spoke. They'd gotten used to this routine, but it felt new and exciting each time. "Marley should either be out or asleep," Rachel replied, checking the time on her phone. "She doesn't hang about much. But I'll check and tell you if the coast is clear." As she spoke, they reached the door to their apartment building. "You wait around the corner, and I'll text you?" Rachel asked, reaching up on her tip-toes to give Jesse a covert kiss.

Jesse St. James

There was definitely a part of Jesse that enjoyed the secrecy of their relationship -- a certain appeal to sneaking around, stealing kisses, sharing moments that only they knew about. But he also enjoyed these walks home, able to be with Rachel in the way he wanted to, without worrying about being discovered at any moment. Their covert relationship so far had been exciting -- but this was peaceful, and Jesse was surprised to find he liked that just as much.

"I hope so. I have to give her props, her schedule and introversion are convenient," he replied, already anticipating what they could get up to as soon as they got to Rachel's apartment. Only a few flights of stairs separated them from that now, and he nodded at Rachel's instructions, leaning down to meet her kiss with a smile. It already felt so natural to be like this with her, and as she began to walk away to head upstairs, he tugged her back. "Just in case," he muttered, leaning down for another kiss. If Marley was about, he wouldn't get another chance to kiss her tonight. "I'll wait for your text."

Rachel Berry

It hadn't taken long for Rachel to fall for Jesse. What had started out as merely a friends-with-benefits situation had quickly evolved, for her, into an affair of the heart. Rachel couldn't help it: getting attached was in her nature. And, with Jesse, it was easy. He was, in so many ways, what she'd always been looking for. Sure they weren't dating. Not really, at least. But it was hard for Rachel not to feel as if she were a part of a couple, walking arm and arm down the streets of New York City, stealing goodnight kisses.

"I'm sure she'd appreciate the compliment," Rachel teased, smiling into Jesse's touch as he leaned down to give her another kiss. While she found their clandestine affair exhilarating, these were the moments that moved her. Rachel gave Jesse's hand one final squeeze before walking inside of her building and up to her apartment. It was dark inside, and the only sound came from the hum of the air conditioner in the window. Marley was either asleep or, more likely, out. She pulled out her phone to text Jesse "All clear. See you soon." and she then waited by the door to let him in.

Jesse St. James

Jesse reluctantly let Rachel go, watching her as she headed upstairs, before resigning himself to leaning against the wall as he waited. As someone who'd always planned his future carefully - his professional future, at least - it was new for him to be approaching something so big with so much casualness. Because he knew that this had the potential to blow everything up for them -- knew that their friendship was at stake, and their friendship with others. And yet it was so hard to care when he was around her. If he didn't think too hard, he didn't have to worry. The future was murky, and Jesse was determined to ignore it.

Grinning when he finally received her text, Jesse let himself into the building and headed upstairs, texting Sam an excuse while he was on the way. He reached Rachel's door and knocked quietly, stepping in once she opened it. This was now a strange mix of new and familiar, still exciting, but also starting to feel routine. As soon as the door closed, Jesse reached for her, pulling her against him and ducking his head to kiss her once more. As eager was he was, a part of him relaxed at the sensation of her back in his arms, relieved that they'd get another night together.

Rachel Berry

"Hi again," Rachel said with a small laugh, reaching up to wrap her arms around Jesse's neck as he kissed her. She pushed the door closed with her foot, still intertwined with Jesse, as she led him through the doorway. They'd done this many times before, and yet each time, it felt so new, so exciting, to Rachel. Maybe because this isn't what she normally did. Rachel involved herself in serious relationships, in dramatic love affairs. It wasn't in her nature, even if she believed it could be.

"So what was your excuse to Sam?" Rachel asked, breathlessly, when she pulled away slightly to catch some air.  Rachel wasn't one for lying, but if anything, this was an acting exercise. Two birds, one stone. She ran her hands down Jesse's arms, holding onto his wrists for a moment before letting go and pressing against his chest. She couldn't shake the odd feeling that, for as familiar as Jesse and his touch had become, she was feeling something new unbury itself within her.

Jesse St. James

"Hi," Jesse murmured between kisses, wrapping his arms around her waist as they shuffled into the apartment. He'd been with a lot of women before, but none of them had captivated him like Rachel -- he caught himself thinking about her all the time. She was already one of his closest friends, and one of his favourite people -- and this new element to their friendship had only strengthened it, in his eyes. This was easier and more exciting than any hook up he'd had in the past.

Smiling at her touch, Jesse shrugged, slipping his hand under her shirt to rest it on the small of her back. "I told him I'd gone out for drinks and caught sight of a cute girl," he told her. "It's 50% true, so I wouldn't even class it as an excuse. I do have my eye on a very, very cute girl."

Rachel Berry

A small shiver radiated by Rachel's back from Jesse's touch, an electric feeling she still hadn't gotten used to. While the two of them had fallen into routine around their secret affair-- after rehearsals, sneaking into one of their apartments, making up excuses for where they'd been and who they'd been with-- each touch was still new and exciting for Rachel. Jesse was one of her best friends, and she found herself fantasizing about all the more he could be to her. Yes, Rachel had recently gotten out of a longterm relationship, but with Jesse.. things were different. He understood her implicitly. He made her feel beautiful and wanted. And while she knew he didn't want anything serious, that this was just supposed to be a hook up,  who was she to deny the longings of her heart?

"Would you like a drink?" Rachel asked, still smiling from Jesse's compliment. "That way, it'd be 100% true." Before he could answer, she led him by the hand to the kitchen, kissing him once more before pulling away to retrieve two glasses from the cabinet. She poured them each a glass of wine and handed one to Jesse. "Acting is one thing, but I wouldn't want to turn you into a liar," she said with a smile, reaching to hold his free hand again.

Jesse St. James

Jesse couldn't help but chuckle at Rachel's suggestion, following her over to the kitchen and meeting her kiss willingly. He felt strangely settled, taking the glass from her with a soft 'thank you'. "I like the way you think, Rachel Berry," he teased, holding up his glass to cheers hers quietly, aware that Marley might be asleep in her room. It was so easy to be with her like this, and as she reached for her hand, he threaded their fingers together unquestioningly, brushing his thumb over the back of her hand.

"I appreciate you looking out for me," he commented, settling back against the counter and sipping his wine. "I don't know if I'm the most moral of people, but it certainly helps to have you to serve as my moral compass. It's a full time job, but if anyone is up to it, I think you are. Our craft may be about pretence, but deception... deception is another thing."

Rachel Berry

“Of course,” Rachel said with a smile, taking a moment to look Jesse over. “That’s what relationships are for.” She took a sip of her wine, feeling fully contented in the moment. “I can’t be with a liar, now can I?” Rachel leaned in once more for a quick peck on the cheek, before pulling Jesse out of the kitchen and towards her bedroom, where they could talk slightly above a whisper.

As she walked towards the bedroom, pulling Jesse by the hand, Rachel suddenly felt a pit in her stomach. She knew they Jesse wasn’t one for labels. They had, in fact, agreed to keep things casual, label-less. But this was a relationship, wasn’t it? And was it so wrong to name it as such? Biting her lip, Rachel opened the door to her bedroom, waiting for Jesse to enter before closing it behind them.

Jesse St. James

Distracted by Rachel's closeness, it took Jesse a moment to register what Rachel had said. Relationships. Were they in a relationship? They'd agree to no labels, to keeping it casual (though exclusive), but what else could she have meant by being with him. A little dumbfounded, Jesse let Rachel drag him towards the bedroom, mind starting to race as he thought about all the implications of what Rachel had just said. Did she think they were a couple? Were they a couple? And did he want to be in a couple?

The door closed behind them, and Jesse took a breath, trying to calm his rising panic. "Relationship?" he asked, with a forced casualness, turning to look at Rachel. "I thought we agreed to just keeping it low key. Nothing serious."

Rachel Berry

“It is casual,” Rachel said, her eyes confused at Jesse’s tone. “But of course this is a relationship. We see each other every night, and neither of us is seeing anyone else. Wait—“ she paused, letting go of Jesse’s hand and crossing her arms around her chest, “you’re not seeing anyone else, are you? Because we had very explicit terms.”

Rachel suddenly felt insecure in the moment, and a little silly. Was she being naive for calling this a relationship? They were exclusive. But it was like Rachel to fall for someone who didn’t love her back, to imagine a love that did actually exist. Was she making all of this up, too? Rachel shifted unsteadily on her feet.

Jesse St. James

Jesse watched as Rachel crossed her arms, frowning at her question. They'd agreed not to see other people -- why did she need to ask him? Did she not trust him? "Of course I'm not seeing anyone else. We had clear terms. Clear terms which included not putting a label on this, which you just did." How could she think he'd broken their agreement when she just had two minutes ago?

Shuffling to lean against her vanity, Jesse crossed his own arms, a frown on his face. This wasn't how he'd wanted the night to go. "I didn't agree to a relationship. That wasn't in the terms, and you were the one keen to set them and keep this casual and quiet because of Finn and work. I'm just following your rules."

Rachel Berry

"I agreed for this to be quiet. And, for the record, this is casual," Rachel said defensively. "We sneak around at night, I've never pressured you into any obligation..." Rachel shook her head and took a step back, creating space between her and Jesse. "This is as casual as I can be."

Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Maybe it was presumptuous to call what they had a relationship, but it was, it was. Or maybe Rachel was just being delusional. But if Jesse didn't want Rachel anymore-- if he never wanted her to begin with-- Rachel didn't know if she could continue doing what they were doing. It wasn't like her. And it might hurt too much. "Well maybe I don't agree with the terms anymore," Rachel said finally.

Jesse St. James

"You asked for this to be quiet," Jesse reminded her, shaking his head. He enjoyed the sneaking around, but he wasn't the reason for it -- that had been her concern. He didn't understand where this was suddenly coming from... all he'd want was to enjoy their night together. This definitely wasn't how he'd imagined the evening going.

He watched her for a few moments, seeing the decision-making process spelled out on her face. He knew Rachel -- really knew her. When she opened his eyes, he was braced for what she was about to say. "Don't agree with them how?" he asked, "Do you want to alter them, or is this over?" As he spoke, a pang went through him, and he suddenly wasn't sure which idea panicked him most. He'd never been in a relationship before, never wanted to be... but did he really want to let Rachel go? Being with her was the highlight of every day. But the panic bubbled in him when he thought about the kind of commitment a girl like Rachel would need.

Rachel Berry

“And I stand by that,” Rachel said defensively, her fingers worrying a hole into the hem of her shirt. “For the sake of the show, and our friends, and Finn...” she let her voice trail off for a second. “It’s best that we keep things quiet. But you don’t have to flinch at the prospect of dating me.”

Jesse’s question took Rachel by surprise, and before she could even fully register what he asked, she could feel her eyes begin to well up. What even was this, and how could it be over if, according to Jesse, it didn’t even exist in the first place? Rachel shook her head and looked down. “I thought I could do this, but I can’t, Jesse. I can’t go on pretending like this is nothing. Because for me, it’s not. I’m not that kind of girl.”

Jesse St. James

Jesse listened to Rachel speak, shaking his head a little. "So you'll keep the terms that suit you but scrap the ones that made me comfortable," he summed up, fixing his frustrated gaze onto her floor. It wasn't the idea of dating Rachel that he flinched at -- it was the idea of dating anyone. He'd never been committed to another person, and this conversation from any other girl would have ended things immediately. Rachel was different, in every way -- but he was still terrified. There was so much at stake.

Looking up with a sigh, Jesse tried to ignore the niggle of guilt in his stomach, seeing her upset and knowing it was his fault. That wasn't what he wanted -- he knew that for certain. Her smile was his favourite thing in the world. "Then what is it for you? What do you want?"

Rachel Berry

"I want you to be comfortable," Rachel said, willing herself to be quiet, in case Marley was home, "but I can't do that at the expense of my own feelings. I've done that before, and I won't do that again." Rachel spoke firmly, but on the inside, she was shaking. All Rachel wanted was to be liked, to be loved, but this compulsive need had only hurt her before. She had to look after herself first. "I don't know," Rachel said haplessly, looking at Jesse with defeat.

"I don't know." She wanted nothing more than to fall into Jesse's arms, to make herself at home here, with her best friend, with the boy that made her feel beautiful. But she could only sacrifice so much. Rachel knew that she would only develop deeper feelings for Jesse; she couldn't string herself along just for a broken heart. "I want to be with you," Rachel said finally. "Or I don't want anything at all."August 9, 2020

Jesse St. James

The truth was, Jesse had gone into this trying to ignore the consequences. He'd wilfully ignored that there was no exit plan for this arrangement, not one that resulted in things going back to the way they were before. He knew Rachel, and he knew what she needed. And after all these years of pining for her, wondering what if... why could he not grasp that opportunity now it was finally here? What was he so afraid of?

So it came to this - an ultimatum. Lose her entirely, or find the courage to step up and be what she deserved. Because Rachel Berry deserved the world -- she deserved epic romance. Something Jesse didn't know a single thing about. "I don't know if I'm ready for that," he said finally, shrugging a little helplessly. "I've never even thought about being someone's boyfriend. We agreed on something different... Can you give me some time?"

Rachel Berry

“I don’t know what else you expected,” Rachel said, her voice a mix of confusion and defeat. In all honestly, Rachel didn’t know what she expected either. She was aware of Jesse’s reputation— in fact, she know him better than most— but Rachel thought this would be different. Either their affair would play itself out and become an embarrassing hook up story neither of them talked about, or they would end up together. And, call her a hopeless romantic, Rachel grew over the past month to believe in the latter.

But here Jesse was, telling her that he needed to think about it— about them— and Rachel felt foolish. Wrapping her arms around her torso, she shook her head and looked down to hide her broken expression. “You don’t need time,” she said finally, sitting on the edge of her bed. “I think you’ve made your decision.”

Jesse St. James

Jesse wanted nothing more than to sweep her up in his arms and make all the promises he wanted to make. But he had to be sensible -- for both of them. Rachel deserved better than someone who needed time to think about it. He wasn't sure he could give her what she needed, and if he couldn't... things would only get worse. At least ending things now saved them both heartache in the future.

"Maybe," he replied, trying to ignore the ache in his chest. If she felt it was that simple, and it wasn't -- then maybe it wasn't meant to be. No matter how much it hurt him to think about walking out of that door and back into their old friendship. The last month had been exciting, and he'd been happy -- but maybe it was only ever meant to be temporary. "I think I should go."

Rachel Berry

Rachel’s stomach churned as Jesse spoke, his maybe hitting her in the gut. This was for the best, she knew, but part of her wanted him to say that she was right, that they should be together, as a couple. But if it hurt this much to break off a casual fling with Jesse, what would happen if they broke up? Her heart would be broken, and their friendship would never be the same.

“I think you should too,” Rachel said, looking towards her bedroom door. She pulled her legs up on the bed, hugging them towards her chest. Jesse could see himself out; she couldn’t bare to look him in the eyes.

Jesse St. James

Jesse's instinct was to go to her, to kiss her goodbye the way he had over the last month. But not anymore -- this was over. Nothing hurt more than the crushed expression on Rachel's face, and though he wanted to say something, to be some kind of comfort -- he knew he couldn't be. Instead he just nodded, pushing himself up off the dresser and leaving wordlessly. There was nothing more to say.

--

It was nearly two in the morning, but Jesse was wide awake. Pacing in the hallway between his apartment and Rachel's, he was undecided on how to approach this. It couldn't wait until morning -- he had to see her again. But he couldn't just walk in. Taking a breath to calm himself down, he went to sit on the stairwell, pulling his phone out to text Rachel instead. He just had to hope she was awake.

Need to see you. Can I come over?

Rachel Berry

Rachel wasn’t going to sleep tonight. She knew that from the second Jesse walked out of her door. Had she made a mistake, giving Jesse an ultimatum? Had she made a mistake for even hooking up with Jesse to begin with? She didn’t want to lose Jesse, but she couldn’t keep him either. It wasn’t fair to either of them.

It’d been hours since Jesse left, and Rachel had hardly left her spot on the bed, getting up only to change into pajama pants. So when her phone vibrated at 2 AM, she nearly jumped. She didn’t want to talk to Jesse; she had nothing left to say. Rachel threw her phone under her pillow, abandoning it, message left on read, for what felt like forever. But Rachel couldn’t resist Jesse, drawn back to the phone, despite her best intentions.

Door’s unlocked.

Jesse St. James

Sat on the staircase, scrolling mindlessly through social media, it seemed like forever before Rachel replied. Maybe he'd be sat out here all night, waiting for a response -- he wasn't sure how long to give it before giving up and going to sleep. Maybe she was already asleep herself. He was debating how much longer to stay when he saw the notification, heart leaping as he read her reply. Door's unlocked. Maybe he'd actually get a chance to fix this.

Getting up, Jesse headed into Rachel's apartment, closing the door as quietly as he could behind him. Marley would definitely be home and asleep now -- they couldn't afford to make much noise. He took the familiar path over to Rachel's room and knocked on the door as gently as possible, opening it and slipping into her room. "Hi," he greeted, relief flooding through him at the sight of her. Now wasn't the time to smile, but it was hard to not feel hopeful about the future. "I need to say something."

Rachel Berry

Rachel wasn’t sure what Jesse would say or what he wanted. All she knew is that there was no way she’d fall asleep tonight unless she saw him again. Hearing the quiet creak of the door open and close, Rachel quickly wiped her hands across her face. As much as she loved drama, she didn’t want Jesse to know just how much she’d already invested in them.

“Hi,” Rachel said softly, looking up at him from her spot on the bed and chewing on her bottom lip. She was glad to see Jesse, but wary of what he had to say. “If you’re going to ask me to quit the show, my answer is no. You won’t find a better Ariel than me, especially with such short turn around.”

Jesse St. James

Jesse couldn't help the fond smile on his face, shaking his head softly. Of course Rachel's concern was the show -- she was a consummate professional, as always. "You know I'd never ask you to quit the show," he told her, moving to perch on the bed next to her. Even if things stayed rough between them, the show always came first. "It's about us. I told you earlier that I'd never even thought about being someone's boyfriend, but that wasn't entirely true."

Taking a deep breath, Jesse thought about where to begin -- resisting the urge to reach over and take her hand. That could come later, when she'd forgiven him. "A couple of years ago, there was this girl I couldn't stop thinking about. I got it into my head that if I could make it work with anyone, it would be her. But she had this boyfriend so I never did or said anything, I just swallowed it and moved on." He looked up, meeting her eye. "Anyway, she and the boyfriend broke up, and I finally got my shot with her. And I screwed it up horribly tonight, but I'm hoping that I might get a second chance to show her that I really want to be with her, no matter the terms. I'm ready to be with her. If she'll have me."

Rachel Berry

Rachel nodded, of course she knew. That was exactly the problem with her and Jesse. They were, in so many ways, the same. Both ambitious and driven, both talented, both with dreams bigger than their friends could imagine. It was easy for Rachel to only see the ways they complimented each other and the potential they had. But they fundamentally clashed, Rachel reminded herself. She wanted commitment, and Jesse did not.

At least, that's what she thought. Raising her brows into a worried knot, Rachel listened confusedly to Jesse as he spoke. She stared at the spot between them on the bed, resisting the urge to interject Jesse's story and ask why are you telling me this? Until she understood: Jesse was talking about her. She couldn't control the smile spreading across her face and the feeling of affection rising in her. "I didn't know that," Rachel said, lifting her chin to meet Jesse's gaze. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then and there, but she resisted. How could she trust Jesse was telling the truth? Was he even capable of commitment? She paused for a second to think. "Are you sure that this is what you want? Because you have to be certain. I like you Jesse, I really like you. But if you commit to me, and it turns out you didn't mean it... I'm not sure I could get over that."

Jesse St. James

Jesse watched the smile on her face, trying to resist a chuckle as the realisation dawned on her. Of course she was the only girl for him -- she was his better half in every way. He was incredibly lucky to get a second chance with her. Walking away from her earlier had been agony, and he wouldn't do it again. "You didn't need to know. You were happy, and I was patient," he replied teasingly, reaching out to take her hand. "I'm sure that this is what I want. I'm sure that you're what I want."

Shifting a little, Jesse lifted their hands, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of Rachel's hand. She deserved the world, and he was going to do everything he could to give it to her, no matter how strange it felt to be putting a label on a relationship with a girl for the first time. But she wasn't just a girl -- she was the girl. "I'm scared, too. But I trust you, and I trust how I feel about you. This can work, and -- I'm willing to take the risk even if it doesn't. I've never felt that way before. But you've always known you're special, Rachel Berry.”

Rachel Berry

Rachel blushed as Jesse kissed her hand, intertwining their fingers as he lowered them. "I trust you, too," she said, looking Jesse in the eyes. And she meant it. She knew that Jesse wasn't one for commitment, and she knew that the circumstances of their relationship were less than ideal. But Jesse waited for her. After all these years, after Finn. And while Rachel thought she was happy during that time, compared to this moment, it felt like nothing. They could make this work.

"You make me feel special," Rachel said, placing a hand on Jesse's shoulder and kissing him with conviction. But Jesse was wrong: Rachel knew she had a talent, but she never saw herself as wanted. Except here, in this moment. "Let's take the risk," she said as she pulled away. "I know this is new for you, and I know we have to sneak around, but we can figure this out together. And if you want, I can give you notes," she finished, her mouth turning into a flirtatious smile.

Jesse St. James

As Rachel said she trusted him, Jesse felt the weight of his decision -- of the commitment he was making. He held her feelings in his hands now, and he knew he had to do everything to protect them. Hurting her would be the worst thing in the world. About to reply when she kissed him, he was quickly distracted, all his anxiety melting away. He was just relieved to be kissing her again. This was definitely worth it. They were definitely worth it.

"Together. That's the important thing," Jesse agreed, squeezing her hand and letting his lips curl into a grin. God, he liked her so much. "I can't promise to be the best at this, but I can promise to try. And you know I'm a very attentive student. How much of my grade is going to be made up by quizzes? And are there ways to earn extra credit...?" he asked, leaning in to press a teasing kiss to the corner of her mouth. "I'm happy to put the hours in."

Rachel Berry

Rachel nodded at Jesse's words. They were a team now. They'd been a good team before, and they could do it again. Rachel had full faith in the two of them. And if this was a mistake, if they would fail, at least they'd fail pursuing their passion. "I've never met a single thing you're bad at, Jesse," Rachel said, fondness in her voice. "And anyways, I'm a very good teacher."

Giggling through Jesse's kiss, Rachel cupped her hands around the back of his neck. Any of the hurt and sadness from the past few hours had dissolved, leaving only a fluttering feeling in her chest. "Oh, there will be many pop quizzes," Rachel started, shifting on top of Jesse, "and your final grade with certainly depend on your performance on them. And as for extra credit--?" she raised a teasing eyebrow and bit her lip, "I think we can work something out." With a small laugh she leaned down and kissed Jesse again.

Jesse St. James

Jesse chuckled a little, tilting his head in concession. "You're not wrong. Maybe I am going to be a great boyfriend. Especially with such a great teacher." Boyfriend. He, Jesse St. James, was someone's boyfriend -- and he was ecstatic about it. As she moved to straddle him, Jesse felt a flush of heat, excitement stirring in him. At least the evening could get back on track now.

"I'd ace any quiz about you. And you've never had any complaints about my performance before," he grinned, hands sliding up her thighs as he leant in to meet her kiss. Their situation was complicated, but all it took was one flirtatious glance from her, and Jesse was hooked. He couldn't walk away from this. "So, teach... what are we going to do first?"

Rachel Berry

“I believe it’ll be impossible for us to fail,” Rachel replied, looking into Jesse’s eyes. She found him endearing in the moment— she was usually the one following his lead, looking up to him. This was a new side to Jesse, a vulnerable side. And she was happy to have accessed it.

“That’s true, you’re a straight A student so far,” Rachel smiled, a shiver going up her spine at Jesse’s touch. She placed a hand on his cheek, stroking her thumb across his skin for a moment,  before sliding both her hands down his chest. “I think before we can officially start our lessons, you need to take a placement test. To see how much you already know.” She leaned in to kiss down Jesse’s neck, pressing her body against his. “It’s very important for boyfriends to be properly placed in the right course level.”

Jesse St. James

With Rachel having so much faith in them, it was hard for Jesse not to believe, too. After all -- they already knew everything about each other. They had great chemistry, compatible life goals... there was no reason to think that anything would go wrong. "Then I trust you," he replied, smiling softly. She was Rachel -- he was always safe with Rachel.

Leaning into her touch, Jesse watched her as she spoke, sliding his hands around to her back to pull her closer. "And what does the placement test entail?" he asked, biting his lip as Rachel's lips found his neck. It took him a few moments to be able to formulate his next sentence, deeply distracted. "I'm a high achiever, so you can really test me hard. I can handle it..."

Rachel Berry

The heat of their bodies so close to each other only cemented to Rachel how right their match was. She and Jesse were compatible on every level, and she felt a responsibility in making this work. Jesse trusted her, and she trusted him implicitly, as well. He was her best friend, and now so much more.

“It’s a very rigorous test— I don’t intend to go easy,” Rachel said with a smile. “Question one,” she started again, her fingers finding the hem of Jesse’s shirt and tugging it upwards, “what does a boyfriend do when a girlfriend does this?” Rachel let her hands graze across the skin of Jesse’s bare hip, leaning down again to meet his lips with her own.

Jesse St. James

Jesse kept his eyes on Rachel, a grin on his face as she spoke. He'd always thought Rachel was beautiful, but from the moment of their first kiss, something in him had ignited, and he couldn't get enough of her. Their chemistry was off the charts, and his skin tingled with her touch. Meeting her kiss happily, Jesse slid his hands under her shirt, pulling away for a brief moment to tug it over her head.

"Well..." he murmured, leaning in for more kisses, slow and contemplative. "Probably this." With a grin, Jesse flipped them suddenly, planting Rachel firmly on her back and covering her body with his. "You know, I had to learn French at school..." He kissed a path down her neck, continuing southwards as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her skirt. "And I got an A+ in the aural..."

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SEASON 002, PART 002

                                                    PART 1  && PARTICIPANTS LIST

** please note that if anyone drops from here on, they will not be removed from the show, simply considered npc **

On FEBRUARY 17, contestants are brought back in the studio for the first time since january. this time, all the chairs are on one side of the studio, while placards with names of each songs are hung on the opposite wall. they are instructed to sit as they please for the time being. shortly after everybody is seated, bae siwoo makes his entrance. just like last time, he takes the time to converse with the trainees a bit before cameras officially start rolling. shortly after the coaches who have been teaching and monitoring the progress of the trainees during the past weeks enter, cameras begin rolling.

after a short introduction for the camera, siwoo moves on to the reason why everybody is gathered here; songs assignments and positions. “i will announce the members of each units and their position. once your name is called, please stand up and move to the placard of your assigned song.”

AWKWARD SILENCE

AHN JAESUN (Center)

IM HYUNJIN (Leader & Rapper)

KANG JUN (Main Rapper)

LEE JIHO (Sub-vocal)

YOON DOWON (Main Vocal)

CRUSH

IM HANA (Leader & Sub-vocal)

KANG JINA (Main Vocal)

LEE RACHEL (Center)

PARK SARANG (Rapper)

SONG AHYEON (Sub-vocal)

SIMON SAYS

JEON HANSOL (Sub-vocal & Sub-rapper)

JI HANEUL (Main Vocal)

PARK VIGGO (Rapper)

TSAI KING (Center & Leader)

PARK DOHYUN (Sub-vocal)

UH OH

AHN JAEHWA (Main Vocal)

HAN JEONGHA (Sub-vocal & Leader)

HEO JANE (Sub-vocal)

JUNG MISO (Center)

SAETANG SAMEE (Main Rapper)

YOON MINAH (Rapper)

VIOLETA

GEUM DANBI (Rapper & Leader)

MIN SOYOUN (Center)

NAM JUEUN (Sub-vocal)

ONG JOLIE (Sub-vocal)

SON JIEUN (Main Vocal)

RYU JINHEE (Sub-vocal)

YOU CALLING MY NAME

AHN DOHWAN (Sub-vocal)

HWANG JUNHO (Rapper)

JEON HARU (Sub-vocal)

KANG YONGHWA (Center)

PARK SEOJIN (Main Vocal & Leader)

“now that everybody has been sorted, this leaves only positions for FLASH and FAVORITE. both AHN JAESUN and GEUM DANBI will retain their positions of overall leaders. GEUM DANBI will also serve as center for FAVORITE, while LEE JIHO will be in that position for FLASH. main vocals position will be held by ONG JOLIE and IM HYUNJIN.” he quickly brushes on the topic of full groups songs since the focus point is on units this season. “on MARCH 22, you will be performing each unit song in front of an audience of 1000 people. they will then vote for the unit they think did best. you will also each given 45 seconds of appeal time to the crowd. your coaches and i will also be present and be grading your performances. to avoid leaks and spoilers, winners will be announced on the morning of APRIL 2, hours before the final broadcast.”

LINE DISTRIBUTION

Boys

Girls

SCHEDULE

WEEK 1 (February 17): PRACTICE

WEEK 2 (February 24): SONGS RECORDING [ **by units, recording both unit song and group song** Awkward Silence (Monday), Simon Says (Tuesday), YCMN (Wednesday), Crush (Thursday), Uh Oh (Friday), Violeta (Saturday) ] & PRACTICE

WEEK 3 (March 2): PRACTICE

WEEK 4 (March 9):  MV Filming [ FAVORITE on the 9 ] & OFF for the rest of the week [ boys will be practicing & performing PRETTY GIRL, girls are given free practice time ] 

WEEK 5 (March 16): MV FILMING [ one mv per day following this order; Crush (Monday), Uh Oh (Tuesday), Violeta (Wednesday), Awkward Silence (Thursday), Simon Says (Friday), YCMN (Monday, 23) & Flash (Tuesday, 24) ] & FINAL REHARSALS

MARCH 22: PERFORMANCES starting from 1PM

PERFORMANCE SETLIST

** click on link to see outfits **

Intro MC (Bae Siwoo)

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit Violeta)

Violeta

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit Awkward Silence)

Awkward Silence

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit Crush)

Crush

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit Simon Says)

Simon Says

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit Uh Oh)

Uh Oh

Appeal time (Bae Siwoo with Unit YCMN)

You Calling My Name

Closing MC (Bae Siwoo & All Future Dreams S2 Trainees)

REQUIREMENTS

make sure to use the hashtag lgc:futuredreams for everything related to this event. you have until march 22 to complete the following requirements :

APPEAL TIME: Write a 150+ words solo about your muse’s appeal time on march 22. REWARD: +5 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE, +4 NOTORIETY !

PERFORMANCE: Write a 300+ words solo or a 4 replies (minimum 8 lines) thread with another same gender trainee about a moment that could’ve been caught on camera during the performance or backstage of it. REWARD: +5 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE, +5 NOTORIETY !

GAIN POINTS

to determine the winner, we won’t only be using points, but also activity of members of each groups. the process is simple; ANY REPLY (no solos or text thread accepted) written from today’s activity check until march 22nd can be used to gain points. each reply equals 2 points, for up to 10 replies (20 points). we know each units do not have the same number of members, so we will bring the numbers to a common denominator.

for a reply to be eligible, it needs to have a minimum of 8 lines. on top of making the team gain points, each reply will reward +1 POINT TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE, + 1 NOTORIETY !

to validate your skill points and collect your notoriety points, please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog before MARCH 23, 11:59EST.

TITLE: MUSE NAME ∙ FUTURE DREAMS 002 PART 2

- APPEAL TIME: +5 ( skill points distribution ) + 4 notoriety [ LINK ] - CONCERT: +5 ( skill points distribution ) + 5 notoriety [ LINK ] - POINTS: + x ( number of points) + x ( skill points distribution ) + x ( notoriety ) [ LINKS ]

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May 2021 is looking busy, but no, we are not back to normal, we are still sitting down at our pre-booked tables and a lot of events are taking place online. But sharing here to thank the ones who have booked and are coming and to invite you to an online event, free of charge, but with a lot of art. MONDAY 17 MAY - FRIDAY 21 MAY 2021 CREAM (Centre for Research and Education in Art and Media) University of Westminster An exhibition of research-practice displacement-assemblage Curated by Hyphen Collective (Matthias Kispert, Arne Sjogren, John van Aitken, stav 😎 Exhibiting Artists John Van Aitken, Stav B, Sue Goldsmidt, Dellores Laing, Vali Mahlouji, Arne Sjogren, superconductr, Jol Thoms ONLINE https://cream.ac.uk/exhibitions/displacement-assemblage/ WEDNESDAY 19 MAY 2021 Kings of Clubs. Royal Vauxhall Tavern. London SE11 7PM-12AM SOLD OUT thank you all for coming down and all the kings who are participating, including the host and daddy Karen Fisch, Richard Melanin III, Beau Jangles, Dot Egg, Khrissy Rachel Santos, Lauren Karl. xx I have selected some tunes for the occasion, pressing the buttons in my mask. FRIDAY 21 MAY 2021 GRADUATE SCHOOL FESTIVAL (17 MAY-21 MAY 2021) UNIVERSITY OF WESTMINSTER ONLINE FREE EVENT (check the website for more details and other events) I am presenting one of my films at the Graduate School, University of Westminster and part of my PhD, followed by a Q&A with Ache DellandTrace 11:30AM-12:30PM -link below- https://www.westminster.ac.uk/events/how-long-is-ariadnes-thread-live-film-screening-and-qa-with-stav-b-and-dellores-laing THURSDAY 27MAY 2021 It's Female Trouble presents SMUT 002. DALSTON SUPERSTORE. London E8 9PM-2AM SOLD OUT thank you all for booking your tables and willing to participate in some lesbian filth and confessionary shenanigans. there will be heavy breathing, lesbian imagery, lesbian erotica, lesbian roasting and musique. Naturally, I'll be causing female trouble with the one and only founder of FT Celeste Guinness, in visors, mics and strap ons- o, hang on! ART, FUN and QUEERDOM. Stay safe and victorious. xx (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/COeH43ulTv1B1yTqxfQBERj4RPuQ0gSoTwUGY00/?igshid=tnajw4p2qcfc

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( 1 new message ) from; Office of Alumni Relations to; undisclosed recipients 

dear alum,  you are cordially invited to the 10-year reunion celebrating the academic year 2017/2018, starting sunday 28 january 2028 at 11PM GMT. please rsvp at your earliest convenience.

the prospect of not being at university might seem foreign to you now, with your eyes almost permanently glued to the pages of your dusty textbooks, but chances are --- in ten years time, you’re not going to be at oxford university anymore. unless you decided to teach here (but, after at least three years of forcing yourself to write an essay two times a week, why would you?) and apart from being an excellent opportunity to get back on campus for a week-end, reunions are good for another reason, too: gossip. who has gotten with who? do any of your (former) classmates have kids? and most importantly; who have messed their lives up the most since receiving their diploma? well, you’re about to find out. fingers crossed that it isn’t you.

general information;

type: dashboard event + task. neither are mandatory, and they do not have to be done in conjunction with one another. you can choose to do both, you can choose to do just the task or just the event, or you can do neither. you’re also welcome to keep your old threads while the event is running. - task 002; you & the future. easy - tell us what your muses’ lives look like in ten years time. it can done any way you wish; a simple paragraph of text, a moodboard, a playlist, a manip. you have full creative control. there is also no length requirement, so feel free to reveal as much (or as little) as you want.  - event; takes place over the course of the weekend of the reunion.  when: 28 january 2018 (11PM GMT) - 4 february 2018

regarding faceclaims;

while not required, you can pick i secondary older fc to play for your event threads. if you do plan on using a different fc for your character during this time, please let the main know so we can add them to the list. fcs being used for this event will be listed under the cut !!

this is a golden chance to plot with people you’ve yet to plot with, as well as an opportunity to challenge yourself as a writer. also, i am aware that this blurb is a trainwreck, so feel free to shoot me a message if there are things that don’t add up or things you feel need some clarification (i’m sure there are).

ANNA KENDRICK for BAMBI DE LUCA

BLAKE LIVELY for BRIDGET WINDSOR

CRYSTAL REED for ELEANOR WINDSOR

DIANNA AGRON for JACQUELINE SWENSON

EDDIE REDMAYNE for HUGO GRANDET

ELÇIN SANGU for VIVIENNE WESTERLY

KAREN GILLAN for GENEVIEVE WESTERLY

LEIGHTON MEESTER for OCTAVIA GREENE

SOPHIA BUSH for BELLE GRANDET

RACHEL BILSON for INDIGO CARLYLE

EMMY ROSSUM for ALYSSA LORIC

JENSEN ACKLES for OLLIVANDER GREENE

NATALIE PORTMAN for SABRINA BALFOUR

GISELE BÜNDCHEN for ELIZA FITZGERALD

ANDREW GARFIELD for THOMAS GELDOF

SEBASTIAN STAN for HUGO GRANDET

OLIVIA MUNN for MICHAELA HUANG

TOM HIDDLESTON for PERSEUS HARRISON

EZRA MILLER for AGNES BYRNES

OLIVIA WILDE for ASTRID SEYMOUR

RHIAN RAMOS for AIYA AQUINO

TYLER HOECHLIN for REID LORIC

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#𝚅𝙸𝙶𝙸𝙻𝙰𝙴𝙽𝚃   :   a   selective   low  activity   superhero  multimuse   blog   for   characters   featured   in   the   dc  universe,  heavily  based  in  rocksteady  studio’s  arkham  knight  and  gotham  knights,  influenced  by  other  media  like  batman:  under  the  red  hood,  wayne  family  adventures,  hbo’s  titans,  +  some  comics.     very headcanon heavy.     an ode to corruption,  generational  cycles  thanked  and  broken,  the  body  bled  and  divided  among  the  hands,  love as violence,  violence as religion,  religion as love,  and  being  born  again.     re - made  04/18/23.     performed by jean,  23,  they/any,  cst.

documents.     dossiers under co  ;  linked below when available.

muse list. . .

dick grayson.     mixed media,  headcanon heavy.     pinterest. jason todd.     headcanon and arkham based.     pinterest. bruce wayne.     2022 and arkham based.     pinterest. gar logan.     titans and headcanon based. koriand’r.     titans and teen titans influenced. rachel roth.     mixed media,  teen titans influenced. selina kyle.     very divergent,  original portrayal. jessie umeh.     original character,  arkham based. cassandra cain.     testing.

dash rules. . .

000.     disclaimer

just a little one !     i am very new to the dc universe and find myself often overwhelmed with the amount of comics there are to read.     i’ve got the spirit,  but i may or may not know the basics about your muse when it comes to canon dc characters.     i apologize in advance,  but it’s nothing a little plotting can’t fix,  so if i pop into your ims with stupid questions about your portrayal,  this is why.     but as always,  if you’re still down to clown,  i am very much too !

001.     activity

hey there !!    i’m jean,  23,  white,  use they/them pronouns, and i write pretty sporadically.     this goes for ic and ooc interactions.     i un / fortunately work 40 hour work weeks,    and only get every other weekend off,  if that,  so my schedule makes consistent muse difficult on top of my focus.    sometimes i’ll be able to get out a couple drafts a week,  others merely once,  or not at all.     if i haven’t replied or answered something in a while,  please know it’s nothing personal !     i’m just taking my time until i feel good about what i can put down.     i have other rp blogs i try to run as well,  therefore i might be very SLOW on this one at times.     i can be quite the flaky rp partner,  so i apologize in advance for that  and completely understand if my antics   [  or lack thereof  ]   result in an unfollow.

002.     selective  

because of the previously stated,  i’m also highly selective with who i rp with.     i want to not to bite off more than i can chew,  and for the sake of pacing myself,  my activity will be reserved for mutuals only.     i reserve the right to drop threads with / unfollow / block anyone for whatever reason  ;  i won’t be exercising this left and right !     but it’s for my own comfort.     ocs / crossovers / duplicates are always welcome <3   [  duplicates let me know if you need me to tag same - muse posts and i’ll be happy to ! ]   mains are allowed,  as are exclusives if it happens organically,  but so far it’s not common if that’s a concern for any !

003.     etiquette

the basics  ;  don’t be an asshole,  any transphobia,  biphobia,  homophobia,  racism,  whitewashing,  pro - shipping,  etc,  will be blocked on sight.     no godmodding,  please cut your threads,  continue asks in new posts,  etc,  and no stealing of any personal concepts of mine.     loose inspiration is fine,  of course,  but if i see repeated similarities,  i may or may not approach you about it.     formatting - wise,  here is an example of my prose style.     i know,  i know,  but it be like that sometimes. . .     i primarily use small / some colored text and static or no icons,  but feel free to format however you like.     when following,  i generally keep an eye out for decent prose.     it doesn’t have to be anything fancy !     but if there are a lot of typos / missing commas / inconsistencies,  i will probably be less likely to follow back.     this is purely preference on my part.     if icons are used,  it will mostly be for primary muses,  otherwise i generally go iconless.

004.     shipping  

i’m all about exploring meaningful dynamics,  whether they be platonic,  familial,  antagonistic,  pre - established,  etc,  so feel free to shoot me a message if you’d like to plot something out between our muses !     while the mun of this blog is 18+,  smut just really isn’t my thing  ;  referenced ‘offscreen’ as it were is fine,  as are nfsfw headcanons and such,  maybe fade to black / time skips,  but for the most part,  you won’t find any roleplayed smut on this blog.     this of course is muse dependent and does not apply to any underage muses.     romance is fine to some degree,  but again,  if they are a child, anything beyond lighthearted and innocent experiences are off limits,  no exceptions.     if i seen you’ve aged up a minor character for shipping purposes,  it will result in an instant unfollow.     if at some point i flesh out adult verses for them,  these shipping rules will not change.     on that note as well,  i do prefer to rp with muns who are also 18+.     i don’t see your age somewhere in your rules or pinned,  it will affect my willingness to follow.

005.     memes

memes from anyone,  anytime,  for the muse or for the mun,  are always welcome,  and often a go - to ice breaker of mine !     please don’t hesitate to send a good handful since i try not to cage myself into answering ones i just don’t have muse for.     i find if i force stuff,  i’m just less likely to ever actually get it done,  so don’t feel like you’re overwhelming me if you send more than just a couple for me to choose from.     asks from mutuals will be prioritized,  and i’ll most likely only continue threads with them as well.     please remember to specify which muse your asks are for unless it’s to one of my sideblogs.     if you want to start a thread from an ask,  i greatly encourage it !  i just ask you start from a new post to keep things tidy !

006.     triggers  

many of my muses have canonically been through some messed up stuff,  as well as leaning horror - adjacent to me in many ways,  and this blog will be portraying that accordingly,  including trigger - heavy content such as  :  depression,  ptsd,  panic attacks,  violence,  murder,  kidnapping,  self harm,  abuse / neglect,  animal death,  horror elements,  cannibalism,  death / resurrection,  religious imagery,  etc,  but i will try to tag it as  ‘ trigger // ’.     my personal triggers are visual eye gore,  visual self harm,  and visual vomit.     please feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and  i’ll try to tag it for you right away !     thank you for taking the time to read through all of these,  and you can rest assured if i follow you,  that means i’ve read through your rules as well <3