#u know....the kind of friendship she could have had with quinn

[stillresolved]

continued from here! / @geaesaekki

FINDING FRIENDS IN THIS DAY AND AGE IS A GODSEND. Friends have never come easily to Felicity- acquaintances, sure, but actual friends, people she would be willing to go to the pub and share a drink with? Far and few.

( There weren’t many girls in Oxford she would consider friends. There were even fewer in Los Angeles. Pretty, beautiful girls who were cutthroat, wolves hiding in sheep’s clothing. It was sad to see, their fangs coming out over petty issues. Like a man. )

So in a city that never sleeps, a city where the newcomers arrive to start anew, Detective Lim is a breath of fresh air. She’s blunt, free-spirited and determined. A woman who knows what she wants and will get it. That’s why if there’s anyone who’s going to take down La Rose, it’s going to be her. Felicity believes- no she knows it.

She raises her own glass with the same beer Mara is drinking. “Well that’s murder.” Which is just one step more than violence, but what’s the point in clarifying that? Mara’s crass with her jokes anyways. “But if you do end up doing that to the board, I’ll look the other way.” She takes a sip of her beer and snorts. “What, you looking to switch jobs? He might be rich, but I’ll tell you he pays his employees shit.”

Felicity shakes her head. For all the times they’ve shared drinks and even spoken, Felicity has said very little about herself and for good reason. How many people would take her seriously if she said time traveling was possible?

 “...He hurt someone I care about,” she says finally. Easier to phrase it like that.  Eyes sharpen. “They did something he didn’t like so he ruined them. Working for him is the best way to ruin him.” Another sip. “Back to La Rose though, who do you want me to look into next? I can see if I can…start a conversation with them at the meeting tomorrow.”

[sweet-villain]

Now or Never~ Joseph Quinn 

Requested : yes

Request :

Anonymous asked:

Hi!! I was wondering if u could do a Joseph Quinn x reader where they’re roommates and there flat has kind of become like the chill spot for the cast so they’re all very good friends so ofcourse they all go out together (she also smokes), she’s seen in pictures with them or just like pics of her and Joseph grocery shopping/hanging out and she gets a ton of hate bc the fans think that she’s his girlfriend (she isnt, but they also have unspoken feelings for each other so you can play with that too :) ) so one day she just breaks down in front of him bc its getting too much for her to handle… and you can decide how you end it :)) thank you in advance!!

" Good morning sunshine" Joseph greets you as you make your way into the kitchen, grumbling under your breathe " good morning" making him chuckle. His chuckle makes your stomach flow with butterflies. He had this huge smile on his face watching you rub your eyes but his gaze drops watching the skin of your stomach show a little as you stretched. His breathe hitched in throat wanting nothing more than to run his fingers over the skin. He bets your skin is so soft.

You reach for some eggs in the fridge bending over a bit making Joseph swallow the lump in his throat as he watches your backside traveling his gaze to your ass in those short shorts you wore to bed. He looked away feeling his cheeks and ears becoming red.

You were beautiful. The two of you shared a flat, being roommates and best friends. You turn around to face Joseph wanting to ask if he had breakfast already but he is looking away. This makes you frown as his attention isn't on you as it usually is.

" Would you like something to eat?" you ask him, your voice is soft as a whisper bringing his attention back to you. He shakes his head.

" No thank you, sweetheart. I already had something" He softly smiles before taking a pack of cigarets from his pocket. " I"m going to have a smoke." He brushes past you in a hurry in seems. It's not that he didn't want to be near you, he wanted to be near you more than anything but he was nervous and his hands were shaking. He needed to calm down.

You shrugged it off preparing breakfast before shouting. " We need to go to grocery store! We are running out on a few things. You know I love to cook, will you come with me?"

There is silence for a bit as you cook breakfast but hear Joseph reply, " Yeah, sure lovely."

The damn nicknames always gets to you. It made you blush and nervous. He doesn't really use those nicknames anyone but you, you find it strange. But whenever Jamie stops by he always nudges you and wiggles his eyebrows as if he knows something. Jamie has grown really close to you since he and Joseph had.

Even the whole Stranger Things cast did, they all loved you and considered as if their own sister. They always awed about you and Joseph having moments together.

" We are just friends" you would always says.

" Yeah sure" they would reply back, not believing you. But you can't tell Joseph how you feel. You didn't want to ruin the friendship you both had and you shared the flat with him after all. If things went south, where would you go?

He was one of the best things that happened in your life. He entered it making everything better, you never told him how you felt though. You didn't want to lose him.

But he had been single for as long as you remembered. You never asked him why he didn't bring a girl home, ever. You just let it be. But always wondered. On the other hand Joseph always admired you, adored you from afar, loved hearing you talk and listen about your day if both of you didn't see each other. You had his heart and he was scared to give it to you. You were one of many that stepped into his life for the better.

When he was casted as Eddie in Stranger Things, you were his number one supporter. Helping him with his lines if he needed, he brought you to set a few times to meet the cast who are your best friends now and meeting the directors too, they all loved you there.

They all said the same thing that you and Joseph were meant to be together. That you were his already. They saw it. You didn't.

He was a friend as much as it hurts to say it.

As you finished eating breakfast and putting away the dishes, Joseph walked into the kitchen seeing you had cleaned up already.

" Oh sweetheart, I could of done that" he said mentioning to the dishes. You shook your head, " It's okay, I got it."

Gently smiling at him with a touch on his arm causing him to shiver in delight. He glances down at his feet before looking back at you as you look at him with a soft smile.

" Something wrong?" you ask. He shook his head, " No, go get ready and we will go get the things you need for your cooking."

You nod leaving him standing there in a blushing nervous state. He was still in shock feeling the touch from your hand on his arm. He felt it. The sparks were there.

As you entered the shops with Joseph, you had not noticing that the paparazzi were snapping pictures of the two of you. It became unnoticed. You were more focused on preparing dinner tonight as the cast would be coming over meaning Jamie, Joe, Sadie, Millie and the rest would be coming over to hang out. You wanted to impress them with your cooking as they never had it.

Joseph had talked to them that they were all missing out how fantastic of a chef you were. But you were far from it, you learned to cook from your mother who was gladly sharing her recipes with you.

" You don't have to do this if you don't want to" Joseph stands next to you by the cart dropping the items you told him to get. You shook your head.

" I know, but I want to do it. I know you love my cooking, but I want to hear from our friends. Plus Jamie told me how you babbled your mouth about my skills."

He giggled. What a beautiful sound.

" It's true! You are amazing chef" you playfully rolled your eyes and grabbed one more item from the self.

" I just learned from my mom" he nodded. " When is she coming to visit again?"

" Next month I believe, she said something along the lines " I need to see you honey soon but that boy Joseph too."

He laughed shrugging, your mom absolutely loved Joseph and his personality. He greeted her with hugs and smiles, he was polite and your mom always told you he would be a great catch for you.

Everyone kept telling you this but you were just friends. Even if it hurts to say it every time.

Joseph helped you carry the groceries to the flat refusing for you to bring anything. " Joseph, give me at least one bag" he grumbled something due to the bag in his mouth he was carrying. You sighed following him, opening the door as he steps inside.

He sets everything in the kitchen.

" Not a chance. You aren't bringing these bags in, I adore you, but there is no need when I am around" he was really sweet.

" Awe, aren't you cute!" you blurred out, your heart racing not believing the words that let your mouth right now. Joseph paused as he processed your words, his cheeks becoming red as rubs the back of his neck.

" I do try, sweetheart"

After that he helps you put away the groceries before looking at the time.

" Oh!" you hadn't even noticed the time, they would be here soon and you haven't even started. Joseph watches as you took pans out and started to cook. He was in awe of you, every day and even now as you hurried to prepare the meal.

" Don't rush, they will love it anyways because you took the time and effort to do this for them" He says coming up behind you grabbing your shoulders, squeezing them as he looks down at you. Your cheeks are red feeling him so close to you.

" I know, thank you" looking at him over the shoulder he shot you a smile that made your heart race. It was one of those smiles he did but only for you.

An hour has passed and you need a smoke. Heading to the window, opening it letting the breeze out. It touched your cheeks as you took out a cigarette bringing a lighter to it. As you took a puff out not even noticing Joseph had walked in, changed and looking really nice.

He cleared his throat to catch your attention. As you turned around to face him, the cigarette from your mouth dropped on the carpet, your mouth a jar as you stare at him. He looked really good right now.

" Y/N!"he shouted bringing you out of your thoughts and pointed down on the ground. You looked down wide eyed hurrying to take the cigarette away to not ruin the carpet as you flicked it out the window.

" Shit!" you mumbled kneeling on the ground rubbing on the carpet to get the ashes out of it. Joseph shook his head as he walked over squatting down as he took your hands in his.

" Stop, don't worry about it" he says. But your gaze is on his hand in yours. Your eyes locked with his but he breaks the contact as he clears his throat again standing up.

You follow him and really look at him. He looks so good tonight, he always does but about tonight, he took extra to make himself good. For you.

"I need to get back in the kitchen" he nods but as you slip past him, your hand touches his and there is that spark again. You reach the kitchen doors placing both your hands on either side trying to grasp your breathing.

You two just had a moment. This has been happening all day today so far.

A knock comes to the door and Joseph answers it. You hear Jamie's voice, along with the others. They all came together it seems.

" it smells so good" someone says, you noticed the voice of Millie.

" Hey there, darling" you hear Jamie as he stand next to you. You glance up to shoot him a smile, but he sees the worry in your face and the look in your eyes.

" What's the matter?" He ask, you shook your head but before you answer him Millie walks into the kitchen with Joe, Finn, Caleb, Sadie, Gaten, Natalie and Charlie.

" Hi guys!" you greet each of them as they hug you tight.

Joseph stands in the back watching as everyone greets with his own smile on his face. He loves the happiness in your eyes as you greet everyone. He loves it when you happy because he is happy too.

Jamie watches him from where he is standing as he makes his way over.

" When are you planning to tell her?" He asks nudging his side. Joseph blinks as he notices Jamie has asked him something. " Huh?"

Jamie laughs and repeats himself. " I can't"

" yes you can, she looks at you the same way you look at her. She loves you"

Joseph didn't want to believe what Jamie was saying. He was scared.

You finished making dinner and everyone sat around the table to talk, when in the middle it Sadie brings your attention.

" Y/N? Have you seen this?" she asks bringing her phone up for you to see. You can't really see what it says but you noticed the picture. It was your hoodie that you were wearing today with Joseph by your side.

" what does it say?" Millie asks. Sadie looks at everyone not knowing if she should say or not when she locks eyes with you.

" It's a post about you and Joseph from today I'm guessing, there are a few more pictures. But the comments.." you take her phone from her hands reading through them.

They all mention how he shouldn't be with someone like her. How he deserved someone much prettier than her. It just kept going and going. These were his fans and they all hated you and assumed you and Joseph were dating. Your eyes were glossy reading the comments. The table was silent.

" Y/N.." someone said your name but the comments were was you just focused on. You excused yourself from the table running to your room locking the door collapsing on your knees.

Your back was to the door as you sobbed. You never imaged people be this cruel. To you. You did nothing wrong but words hurt and they were hurting you now.

A knock came to the door, " Sweetheart? It's Joseph. Open the door"

" Go away" you told him through your tears.

Joseph already saw the comments and the pictures. It hurt him to see you run out in tears. He couldn't believe his fans would treat you like this. He was anger at them.

" Please" he begged. " I want to help" he says. He waits a few moments before hearing the door unlock and he enters. His heart cracks seeing you sitting on the bed, shoulder shaking hearing you cry.

He never wanted to be the reason why you cried.

" Oh sweetheart" he kneels before you cupping your face with his one hand while the other is resting on your thigh rubbing circles as to sooth you.

His heart sinks seeing your running nose, your red teary beautiful eyes. He cups your face with both his hands, his thumb catching the tears that keep falling down your cheeks.

" I'm sorry.." you mumble. He is confused on why your sorry, he should be the sorry one for having fans that don't seem to understand what you are to him.

" Don't be. It's not you, it's them. Don't listen to what they say. Words do hurt, but they don't get you the way I do. They don't know how special you are to me, sweetheart. You make my whole world shine. You make me feel things that I never felt way before..." he says.

You watch him as his eyes become teary too, glassing over with a tear escaping his eye. It hurts your own heart seeing him like this.

" Joseph" you say his name in whisper, so gentle.

" Let me finish"

You nod

" My fans can say whatever they want to say but that shouldn't matter. What matters is right here, you and I. You are so special Y/N, you had no idea. You make my heart melt with just the sound of your voice. You are the first person I want to hear and see when I wake up and the last person I want to hear and see before I go to bed. You have been my biggest supporter with everything, even in my bad days, you make it brighter"

He licks his lips feeling his heart racing.

" What I am trying to say, sweetheart. I have been crazy in love with you for so long and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. You make me better every day, and I want to be the reason for that pretty smile"

He reaches with his index finger poking your nose making you giggle.

" Especially that giggle"

Your mouth is wide open at his confession, he is waiting for your answer and he is scared that after everything he said, he was going to lose you.

" Joseph..." you start to say, he gulps feeling like this wasn't what he wanted to hear after all this time. He was ready.

" I love you too" He gasps at your words, his hand coming in the back of your neck pulling you into him. Your lips danced against his wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Both of you smiling against each other lips.

" Awe! Finally!"' you hear from the door. Both of you pulled away to see your friends gushing and smiling at you two. Joseph and your cheeks turn red and look at each other with smiles.

Everything was going to be okay

[whatiwillsay]

regarding your posts earlier: as a kaylor (if u don't mind) them possibly them being over is so upsetting to me and i'm definetly not there yet. i'm still hoping/believing. the thought of them going through so much shit, all the secrecy+stress added to the relationship for so many years, all the songs about being the one+soumates &then never having it pay off so to speak. to the GP it'll be like it never happened. i can't imagine what that must feel like for them if it makes me feel so sad

all kaylors are welcome here as long as they’re reasonable and kind.  you seem reasonable and kind so you are welcome!!! 💙🧡

i mean if you really want my thoughts i’ll give em to you

1.  kaylor could still be together or they could get back together.  i don’t know taylor, i don’t know karlie so you know...i only go off of the limited evidence we have.  folklore + some other evidence makes it seem like they’re apart.

2.  as far as this part of your question “the thought of them going through so much shit, all the secrecy+stress added to the relationship for so many years, all the songs about being the one+soumates &then never having it pay off so to speak. to the GP it'll be like it never happened. i can't imagine what that must feel like for them if it makes me feel so sad” 

^ regarding that - it’s the same with dianna.  except they had to break up due to being outed whereas taylor and karlie seemed to have broken up because karlie betrayed taylor.  dianna get’s painted as the toxic and bad ex but it seems like whatever parts of their relationship were up and down, in the end it didn’t matter, they chose one another until society/management/the industry chose to end the relationship for them “if one thing had been different...would everything be different?”

and regarding karlie’s supposed betrayal...i will say i went through ashley’s twitter account yesterday...she really is just on there to stan the la lakers basketball team and taylor.  she’s still very tight wth taylor and tay’s inner circle (Martha and gigi in particular).  ashley liking that perez tweet speaks volumes to me.  other than abigail she’s one of taylor’s oldest friends and she also doesn’t have to play games/frenemies with karlie like some of the other girls who are more established in the industry.  same with claire (i’ll be investigating her twitter account more in the near future)

ashley is fiercely loyal and fiercely protective of taylor and she’s liked more than just one of perez’s tweets - she seems to be cool with him...i don’t know i trust her and claire.

however i will concede that that was back in 2019 so it’s possible taylor and karlie have reconciled since then.  only time will tell (please wear a mask and vote for biden so we can get the pandemic under control and get more content of all our girls please)

but i have one more question and point for you kaylor friend, since you decided to come share, let me ask you this:

3.  why does it matter so much that she ends up with karlie?  like me and my people know we’re not getting a swiftgron endgame so we pull for a swiftgron friendship and funny swiftgron clues and content and other than that we just appreciate the past relationship and theorize about it.  

and other than that we just hope for a happy ending and true love for all of them.  

i have talked to so many kaylors who have an emotional attachment to a kaylor end game and no shade, there’s nothing wrong with that, and i can’t blame you because there was so much amazing content for so long it really must have seemed like you were gonna get kaylor end game - out as a power lesbian couple.

but like...shipping people irl isn’t like shipping a tv or movie couple.  with fictional ships you can tweet the producers/writers/networks/studios or even the actors and hope for it to be made canon or supported. for example the glee fandom managed to even get a few faberry scraps (comments about faberry from other characters) even after quinn was off the damn show.

but with irl people, we can’t control them. we can’t lobby any person in real life to be in love with any particular person - so instead of hoping for any particular end game i have more fun just observing the chaos and wondering what will happen next!  this seems to me, to be the best way to approach gaylor and irl shipping.  from a supportive distance - just watching and observing and then commenting instead of making super bold claims or predictions.  

my only hope for end game is true love and happiness for tay and the rest of the girls.  if that’s with karlie, amazing, but if not as long as they’re happy we should all be happy.

[aislingeu]

hello!! i’m kq ( aka kelsey quinn! ) i’m twenty five, livin in the est, usin she / her pronouns!! much like the good buddy who turned me on to this rp, i don’t know a ton about percy jackson!! but mythology was one of the few subjects that held my attention in school, so i hoe i have a good handle on it! :D for now, i manage a comic book store from thursdays - sundays, so i’m scarce those times but i’m usually on discord!!

⟨ ABIGAIL COWEN. CIS FEMALE. SHE / HER ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, AISLING DUNN is actually a descendant of H Y P N O S. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-THREE year old PAINTING MAJOR from DUBLIN, IRELAND has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite CLEVER & COARSE.

this got way longer than i intended im so sorry... 

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

she was born on march 12th, 1997 to a pair of irish musicians ( conor and dierdre dunn ) and, unwittingly, one greek god ( hypnos ) in dublin, ireland. her parents met and married shortly after her conception and neither of them suspected that conor wasn’t aisling’s father, until she was claimed.

as an only child, her parents didn’t have much to compare her too in terms of overall strangeness. for years, they wrote off her abilities as kids just sayin’ the darndest things. they remained blissfully unaware of the impact of their daughter’s words, rolling their eyes fondly, when she told them about the man in the cave, who came to her in dreams. they smiled and laughed, when she strangers at the supermarket that she thought erwin was a fine name to give a teddy bear, no matter what anyone else said. how were they to know that she was unearthing the fond childhood memories that passersby had almost forgotten? 

when she enrolled in primary school, they realized that she was... strange, if not special. she was recognized as a bit of a space case, often staring at nothing in particular, while her teacher droned on. her worksheets were seldom turned in complete. instead, aisling began gifting poorly drawn family portraits on the blank sides of her papers, likenesses plucked from the memories she explored when her mind wandered, in class.

eventually, after her skill had developed and people stopped writing off the stick figures as ‘coincidentally accurate’, people began to truly take notice. they speculated that she was a medium, silently communing with the dead and painting their pictures as she did. how else could she know what her art teacher’s late father looked like? and what color tie he always liked to wear? she had to be a psychic. recipients of her art were always so focused on their perception of the little girl with the gift of sight that they hardly even realized what she had tweaked, brightening up their darkest memories, just so they wouldn’t have to hurt anymore. she hardly even realized, herself.

without a reason to believe otherwise, she told the man in her dreams that she was a psychic, but he knew differently. he told her that that wasn’t so. she was special, yes, but not in the ways that the world thought her to be. hypnos let her in on the secret he’d been keeping for the past twelve years and, just like that, aisling could make sense of herself. once she knew the truth, she chased sleep. she spent as much time as she could, communicating with the one person who understood who she was. he saw her hunger for belonging and pointed her in the direction of the camp nearest to her hometown.

after a summer away, she came home faced with a challenge in morality that she’d never considered, as a child. she came home to a world where she could no longer fit. her party tricks had lost their luster the moment she realized that true value of a memory, however sad, was worth far more than the cheap smiles that her alterations had afforded. with that realization, her art took a darker turn. unable to shift the memories she saw into the light, they haunted her. she now saw their fears and heartbreaks for what they were: unchangeable. and, now, they lived within her, too. putting them to paper was the only way to get them out. but, pieces like those weren’t the kind that could be sent home to mom and dad. pieces like those were the kind that got her meetings with guidance counselors and haunted, fleeting looks from those whose memories she’d never meant to disturb. after a year of that, aisling went back to camp, full time.

once she was a year round resident of the camp, she found herself more comfortable around people who understood; there was nothing she had to hide, among those who were like her. each one of them was fighting an uphill battle of their own. they didn’t have to hide it. even if she never allowed herself to get too close, aisling never felt all that far away, at camp.

at eonia, aisling spends most of her days painting, sleeping, or working. raised by a pair of mortal musicians, finding a job at fireside records felt like a natural progression. where her godly parent thrives in silence, she finds her comfort in noise. it’s easier to block out the things she doesn’t need to see when there’s something immediate for her to focus on. at the other end of that spectrum, aisling finds her mind most open in visual arts club, trying to keep her other creative skills sharp, while she keeps her primary focus on painting. in search of inspiration, her mind reaches out in tendrils, dipping into another’s until she finds something she can work with. she only needs to leave the room before they’ve realized what she’s borrowed. 

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

aisling is a naturally empathetic person, always wishing she could do more to help those around her. unfortunately, she knows that she can’t always honor that instinct. her abilities and self-imposed limitations have left her with a hardened exterior that isn’t easy to break through. those who pass through her walls see a softer side: a steadfast friend, always there to put a peaceful end to their sleepless nights or calm their worst nightmares, with a gentle run of her fingers through their hair. but sometimes, she’ll wall herself away from even those she’s closest to after she finds herself in the middle of a particularly harrowing memory. because of this, maintaining close bonds for long is a difficult thing. given her propensity for accidentally rifling through the fondest and most fearsome parts of peoples’ pasts, she’s been known cut them out of her life when she sees something that she has the urge to alter.

𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒

MEMORY RETRIEVAL — for as long as she could remember, aisling knew things that she shouldn’t. at first, her parents just dismissed her gift as imagination and observation combining in a perfect, creepy storm. it wasn’t until she started attending school, picked up her finger paints, and started to draw out moments from the pasts of strangers that people started to truly take notice. sloppy scenes from the librarian’s wedding day graduated into well sketched portraits of her bus driver’s dalmatians. she liked to take those happy moments, immortalize them in art, and hand them off to the owners of the memories. she liked to make people smile. sometimes, she took that a step further. too young to see the value in sadness, aisling would tweak the memories that were harder to bear; even if she couldn’t bring someone happiness in the present, she hoped she could bring them comfort in the future. it wasn’t until she was claimed that aisling saw the flaws in her intervention. it wasn’t until she was taught the consequences that she knew she had to stop. although the memories came to her unbidden, they didn’t belong to her and she had no right to change them. instead of focusing on the alteration of memories, aisling opted to try to learn how to shut them out. like her other powers, though, there’s a direct correlation between her emotional state and her ability to keep a wall up. when she’s feeling something strongly or hasn’t gotten enough sleep, she sees things that she doesn’t mean to.

HYPNOKINESIS — you are getting very sleepy… what proved to be a fun tool at sleepovers had more practical applications than aisling knew possible. the skill of inducing sleep was easy enough to come by and influencing dreams was as simple as altering memories. and while ( without intending to ) she’d been known to cause visions when tensions ran high, refining those visions into ones that took the shapes she wanted them to took practice. even more difficult than that was learning to astral project, but that became a necessity, coming hand-in-hand with building her mental walls. when the uninvited memories start to weigh on her, she’s learned that it’s best to remove herself from the immediate vicinity. even if she’s only technically leaving in her head. 

OTHER ABILITIES — ( levitation ) a skill she only possesses in sleep, predominantly when her dreams are eliciting strong emotions. ( seeing the gods in dreams ) this is how she formed and maintained a relationship with her father, despite her parents being unaware of their daughter’s godly lineage. on occasion, she’ll encounter gods that she’s less familiar with and, in most of those cases, she’s been known to force herself awake.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

there are so many cool, fun things runnin through my brain right now!! i think it would be lovely for her to have forged a friendship with an insomniac or maybe someone prone to nightmares that she could help! and those fun customer service relationships with record store regulars!! or maybe a former friend or significant other, who aisling left behind? maybe even altering their memory slightly, if the parting of ways was ugly! who knows! the possibilities are endless!! and i’m always up to hearing other peoples’ ideas because the Sweet Lord knows i am not the most imaginative person in any given room!!!

thank u for reading ilu!!! 

[axelsagewrites]

Mike Chang*Let Me Try

Summary: (Y/N) had two best friends and a boyfriend in the New Directions but loses Mike and Tina to cheating. What will (Y/N)’s reaction to the cheating be and will Mike ever get them back?

Ship(s): Mike X Reader, Mike X Tina, Mercedes X Sam

Request: (Wattpad) A few months earlier, Mike cheated on me with Tina. He realized his mistake and came to see me in the middle of the night, in the rain. He apologizes and we get back together.

Warnings: Cheating

Masterlist HERE

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I was never in New Directions, but I always seemed to be there. Whether it was to see my friends Tina and Mercedes or to try to talk to Mr. Shue about Spanish. A glee club wasn't a strange concept to me, and I never made fun of it. combine that with my friendship with Tina and Mercedes meant that I kinda just joined their group. The first year of glee they didn't hang out that much during school but by the second year, they were quite a close-knit group. Honestly, it was good fun. They were for the most part really chill apart from Rachel, Santana, and Quinn but I somehow managed to avoid that whole situation. Within a few weeks of regularly hanging out with New Directions and watching their practises I liked someone. Like really liked. Like the cliché high school musical like like. And it was Mike Chang. It wasn't just because he was hot (which who could deny?) but he was nice, not a sleaze or flirt (like Puck), funny, and we shared a lot in common. Add on the fact that he could dance, was on the football team, and was an A student he seemed like the perfect boyfriend. Of course, as it goes Mercedes and Tina found out and kept pestering me about it. they'd make jokes, wiggle their eyebrows, and try convincing me to ask him out. I would do the same to them with their crushes as well though so I couldn't complain. And as friendship codes all go, they never told him. Eventually, I did ask him to hang out, just us, that then turned into a date. It was fun. We got food, played arcade machines, talked about TV shows and just had fun. He whooped my butt on the dance arcade machines but won me a unicorn keychain so I couldn't complain. And our relationship was good. We hung out in school, went on walks afterwards, got coffee on the weekends, went to the arcade too often, and tried to study together that always led to making out. My friends fake complained about us, but I knew they didn't mind. But over time I became more distant with Tina. It was really slow, and I didn't even notice at first. She hung out with Mike more than before but why should I care when they were friends first and she was the one who convinced me to ask him out. She was the one I went to for advice because Mike was my first somewhat serious relationship. I brought it up to Mercedes and she said she noticed her drifting away. it's kind of made sense though. Mercedes and I hung around with Kurt and Rachel more and Tina had told us how she wasn't that fond of either. She was also hanging out with Artie just as much as with my boyfriend and she did like Artie, so I honestly wasn't worried. Mercedes backed me up saying Tina would never do that. Till she did. New Directions had decided to all go out to breadsticks before school wrapped up for two weeks and I tagged along. I wasn't officially invited but Mercedes said there was no reason for me to come and was surprised Mike hadn't said anything. When Mercedes and I walked in, we were the last ones there, everyone said hey, but Mike and Tina were quiet. I walked over to my boyfriend and noticed there was no seat beside him. I said hi to him and he gave me a quick kiss on the check. Normally Tina would let me sit by my boyfriend, but it was Sam that moved. I thanked him and sat down, a little weirded out but didn't say anything. Sam also got to sit next to Mercedes which I know pleased her. Nothing seemed out of place, but Tina was a little quiet, so I text her asking if she was alright. She replied saying she was just a little sick. Checks out. Why wouldn't it? "I'm going to the bathroom," I quietly excused myself. Mike nodded and turned to Tina to talk. Not weird at all. I was washing my hands when the door opened and walked in Santana and Quinn. That's weird I thought due to they're on and off again rivalry. I smiled at them and went to dry my hands. They shared a look before fixing their makeup. When I was about to leave though Quinn stopped me, "Wait (Y/N). we um need to tell you something," "What?" Santana glanced at a nervous Quinn and sighed, "Mike's cheating on you," "What? No, he's not," I instantly denied. That boy wouldn't even cheat on a homework assignment let alone me. "He is (Y/N)," Quinn said, clearly more caring than Santana. "It's him and Tina," "That is ridiculous," I put my hands on my hips, "Tina was the one telling me to go for it, she's not about to do that to me," "Look (Y/N) they are. Trust me, we both know it sucks," Santana said, "But it sucks less when you don't let them break it off. We all know it," "But why?" oh God I was starting to believe them, "When would they even, ugh?" Quinn sighed, "It's in Glee. Mercedes is always late or out with Sam. Or they'll rush out together. Its been going on for a couple weeks," "No. I don't believe you," I said, walking out. They followed behind me and I just sat back and my seat and turned to Mike, "Hey babe," he just nodded in reply. I'm just gonna ask, "So I was talking to Quinn and Santana," this caught his attention. "They were saying you were cheating on me. but it's a lie of course. Isn't it?" I couldn't tell if his silence or the tables sudden silence was worse. No one would look at me. "It is a lie isn't it?" I pressed. He finally looked at me and I knew, "(Y/N), it's-" "What the hell is wrong with you?" I ask, "And you?" I turn to Tina. She said nothing but they both looked down. I looked to the table who all avoided my eyes. Mercedes looked just as confused as I did, "And you lot, you knew? And no one told me?" "(Y/N)), we didn't realise-" Sam started. "Bullshit," I cut him off. "All of you are fucking snakes. Try being nice for once and maybe then you won't get slushied so much," I fumed before getting up and leaving. Mercedes followed after me. "(Y/N) wait up," she called. We were outside the restaurant and I was leaning against a brick wall holding back tears, "I had no idea. I swear," "I believe you," I said, my voice wobbling. And I started to cry. Mercedes hugged me and walked us away from Breadsticks, calling her dad to pick us up. Mercedes and I did the movie classic of ice cream and sad movies that night, bitching about Mike and Tina the whole time. Halfway through the night, we called Sam. "Are you sure you wanna ask?" Mercedes asked me before calling him. "I'd rather know," I mumbled. She nodded and pressed call. He answered after a couple of rings, "Sam?" "Yeah," he said. "How are you holding up?" "How'd you think?" I asked before eating more ice-cream, "What happened?" he sighed, "Tell me," I insisted. "Okay," Sam said, "They've not actually been doing much. They've been I don't know closer in glee for a couple weeks. Last week a couple football guys saw them making out. In practice they, well, are clingy. Sorry, this feels weird," "It is okay," but it wasn't. He told me about it all. How they'd rush out of class to make out behind school or how she'd go to the library with him when he always asked me not to go so he could concentrate. Yeah right. After that, I stopped hanging out with new directions. Expect from Mercedes's I didn't want to be friends with any of them. Santana and Quinn were the only ones willing to speak up. Sam's alright but I still was mad at even him. I returned to my old friendship group and the amount of drama calmed down. A few weeks past and I had moved on. I still avoided him in school, and I had blocked him and Tina on everything. Mercedes told me about him and Tina though. How they dated for a couple weeks but broke up. It didn't help. Weeks turned into months then it was summer. We were a couple weeks into a vacation when Mike texted me. I had changed his name in my contacts to 'he who shall not be answered' but I checked the text anyway. 'How are u?' I ignored it. and I ignored the next text and the next. Eventually, I just had to put my phone one silent. It was all too tempting so I did the thing people advise you don't do; go for a walk randomly without your phone. All I took was a jacket and off I went. It was half 7 at night but relatively light outside. As I was walking I was able to just breath and think. I thought about Mike and I. we'd never talked after the breakup and all I could go off of was what Sam said. It just didn't make sense. Why would Tina go for Mike? Why would Mike go for Tina? Why wouldn't Mike have tried to talk to me sooner? I was glad not too many people were out as the tears slipped down. I'd always avoiding thinking about it. I didn't think it would hurt as much. Soon I began to feel wetness on my head as well. I looked up to see the clouds had gone grew. Oh crap. The sky began to let down. The coat I'd grabbed had a hood, but I still rushed into the nearest shop. Without my phone, I had no option but to walk back. Luckily I had a few dollars in my pocket, so I figured I'd grab a drink before starting my walk, more likely run, home. When I turned into the drink section I froze. There stood trying to decide between two drinks was Mike. For whatever reason he looked up, "(Y/N)?" He mumbled, putting the drinks back, "What are you doing here?" I said nothing, just grabbed my drink and rushed to pay. Mike was close behind me, but I just left as soon as I handed over the money, not waiting for the change. I flung my hood up and ran outside. Mike ran after me and I heard a sigh when the door opened. I'd hoped he would've retreated inside since he was only wearing flannel and jeans, but he didn't. "Wait, please!" he called. I regretted it but I looked over my shoulder. Long enough for his face to convince me to listen. Damn emotions, "What?" I asked, venom dripping off my voice, He winced, "Can I talk to you?" Mike asked, already drenched. I nodded. He looked around for shelter, but I crossed my arms. "Look I'm sorry. I-I fucked up," For a teenage boy Mike hardly ever swore, "Majorly fucked up. When I was younger I used to really like Tina. I got over it, but she kept hanging out with me and she kissed me and I-I just really really – fucked up. And no amount of I'm sorry is gonna fix that," It was Tina. Tina kissed him. "Why should I believe you? Tina was my best friend?" Mikes face screwed up, "What? Tina said your parents forced you to be friends," Ouch. It made sense though. It had been our parents so determined to make us friends when I moved to her neighbourhood. We didn't get on that well at first. But I thought we got over it. "So, why'd you do it?" I asked. Mike shook his head, "I don't know," by this point, he was soaked, water dripping off him but more hitting him. The rain was louder so he had to speak up and I could feel the dampness through my jacket, "I guess I just went back to middle school? But I shouldn't of. I hated myself afterward. I only dated Tina afterwards because I missed you and I know you deserve better. I know you could make anyone happy, but I need you. Please, let me try to make it up to you." He begged, walking closer. "How am I meant to trust you?" "I don't expect you too. Please just, lets at least start as friends. Let me work from there. I'm falling apart," he was. There were dark circles around his eyes, and he was shivering by this point. A gust of wind blew by and I shivered, "Okay," I said, and his face lit up, "You can try but no promises. Let's just get inside somewhere," He was smiling despite the rain, "Of course. And (Y/N), I'll do anything to try make it up to you,"

[ladylilithprime]

All numbers divisible by 3, 5, or 7?

Ugh, math at three in the morning? XP

3: What season finale was your favorite/least favorite?

Hm. I really can’t pick a favorite, simply because every season finale is either bittersweet or very obviously leading Somewhere Bad. For the complexity, I’d have to say Swan Song is the leader, just barely edging out “Do You Believe In Miracles”. Least favorite is definitely season twelve, if only because it felt so sloppy and kind of rushed.

5: Which episode makes you cry the most?

I actually can’t answer that as I still haven’t seen all of the episodes, and my reasons for crying vary between gutpunch and rage, so… I dunno. We’ll see.

6: Which episode was the funniest to you?

Hands down, 6.9, “Clap Your Hands If You Believe”! XD

7: What’s your opinion on Megstiel?

Probably my favorite canon pairing for Castiel, and I’m sorry we didn’t get to see that explored more in the show.

9: Which episode title do you think is the funniest?

Tough choice there! I think I’m going to go with “Are You There, God? It’s Me, Dean Winchester”. Sorry, Dean-o, Margaret you are not.

10: What’s your opinion on Garth?

Answered that one!

12: Who is your favorite angel?

Castiel, though Gabriel is a close second!

14: What’s your opinion on Wincest?

You do know they’re brothers, right? ^_~ In all honesty, I can see it about as well as any ship for either brother, but I have to be in a certain mood for it and it needs to be handled with the utmost consent on both sides.

15: What’s your opinion on Lisa? (And Ben, if you want)

Lisa could have been great, both as a character and for Dean. I think the biggest problem was that she and Dean alway seemed to come together when they both needed different things from each other, and when Dean tried to be what Lisa was looking for it kept rubbing up against the fact that what he needed most wasn’t her. Both she and Ben were badly harmed, not by Dean being in their lives, but by his inability to be wholly in their lives because part of him was still on the road and in the Hunt, and by his repeating Mary’s mistake of “living normal” meaning no protections against the baddies he knew damn well were out there and would happily come a’calling for their pound of Winchester flesh, which he also knew could happen considering Adam Milligan lost his life to ghouls who wanted revenge on John Winchester for his killing their parent. Erasing her memory was a dick move and will in no way protect her from anything because sometimes it doesn’t matter what a person knows or feels for someone else, but what the bad guys think they know or feel– or know the first person feels for them. Overall, two great characters who were poorly handled by “plot”.

18: Do you have a favorite Dick (Roman) joke?

Probably a line from @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin ‘s fic Out Of Purgatory, “After you and Cas disappeared in a shower of exploding Dick….” (Go read it, it’s great!) Although Sam’s line about Dean using his computer for “More anime, or are you strictly into Dick now?” is priceless canon material. XD

20: Who do you ship Sam with?

Consent! (Also Castiel, Dean, Gabriel, Michael, Chuck, Anna, Max Banes…. XD Yeah, I think it would be easier to list who all I don’t ship Sam with. ^_^U)

21: What’s your opinion on Destiel?

Thanks, I hate it. No, really, you want to hear an unpopular opinion? Destiel in canon makes as much sense as the Joker and Harley Quinn, and is just as abusive and unhealthy. Harley should go be with Poison Ivy and Castiel should go be with Sam and leave the Joker to laugh at his own bad jokes somewhere he can’t hurt them anymore. Could it work? Maybe if Dean got a shitton of real, actual therapy and pulled his head out of his ass, or in an AU scenario, but as far as canon goes? Their friendship is already unhealthy enough and you want to add sex into it? (And let’s face it, most Destiel shippers do.) Thank you, please exit to the left, goodbye! (It takes a really careful handling and really fucking great writing to get me to read it, and you had better be bribing me with something amazing if you want me to write it.)

24: Do you read smutty fanfiction?

Not as much as I might if there were more of the pairings I want to read. As it is, the fics for my preferred pairings usually lend themselves more to plot than porn, with some notable exceptions.

25: Do you think Destiel will become canon in season 9? (Regardless of whether you want it to or not)

I really don’t. Oh, they’ll throw in some teasing here and there, but it would take the series ending for good before Dean, Castiel, OR Sam gets a canon relationship they can keep.

27: Which episode is the scariest to you? (Horror-movie type scary)

“The Benders”. As Dean put it, “Monsters I get. People are crazy.”

28: What’s your opinion on Sabriel?

I like it a whole lot better than Destiel, which really makes it frustrating considering how many times that pairing is used to “pair the spares” and give Destiel writers a couple of shipping cheerleaders. That said, there are Issues with the pairing itself that stem from canon, “Mystery Spot” in particular. Healthy communication and closure, or even just serious canon divergence is necessary for this ship to sail strong, but it can be done and done well! The frustration is still just as strong whenever it’s handled poorly or Sam’s very real and valid trauma is brushed aside or ignored. They both deserve better than haphazard narrative.

30: Do you have any friends off of the internet that watch Supernatural?

Sure do! At least three that I know of, including @jupiterjames , and probably a few more who don’t talk to me about it because they know why I didn’t go near Supernatural for years.

33: Do you like AU fanfics?

Sure! I usually have to be in a certain mood for them, and there are some AU scenarios I just can’t get on board with, but that’s a matter of personal preference just like any other aspect of fanfic.

35: What’s your opinion of Samifer?

Creepy and terrifying and an absolutely brilliant job of acting by Jared, both in “The End” and in “Swan Song”. (I would not ship them in a box, I would not ship them wearing socks, I would not ship them here or there– I WOULD NOT SHIP THEM ANYWHERE!!)

36: If you have an OTP, at what point did you start shipping it?

From the first moment I realized that it was possible to ship them, I have shipped Sastiel.

39: Which actor would you most like to meet in real life?

I’m told that Jared’s hugs are not to be passed up if given the opportunity, but in all honesty I want to meet Felicia Day.

40: If you could be any character on the show, would you want to? If so, whom? If not, why?

Answered that one!

42: What is your opinion on Sastiel?

You found my OTP! (Hey, you know me!)

45: What’s your favorite moment from any of the gag reels?

Answered that one!

48: What’s an unpopular ship you have?

If by unpopular you mean I ship I have that just really doesn’t have a lot of content, probably Samichael or Sam/Chuck.

49: What’s your opinion on Wincestiel?

Dean needs so much therapy…. ~is jabbed in the ribs~ Uh, I mean, yes! I ship that! It’s actually tied with Casabriel for my OT3.

50: Can you dig Elvis?

Leave the poor man to his rest, huh?

51: Do you listen to Carry On Wayward Son even when you’re not just watching a finale?

Sure, it comes on the radio plenty of times.

54: Do you think Sam should have completed the Trials?

Honestly, that’s a difficult one to answer. On the one hand, it’s entirely possible that closing the Gates of Hell would have been another “Nice Job Breaking It, Hero” moment this series is so fond of, creating a backup of damned souls with nowhere to go like we saw happen with Heaven, and it’s a popular theory that the two sets of Trials would mirror each other. However, I actually don’t think that the spell Metatron used to close Heaven’s Gates was even close to the real Heaven Trials, nor would it be in any way the same as the one for closing Hell’s Gates. We won’t know for sure, because Sam didn’t finish them, but Metatron’s spell ejected all the angels. Pretty sure Kevin would have seen if the Trials to close Hell were going to eject all the demons, considering he was banking heavily on all the demons being locked away so he could go home and not have to worry about Crowley and his demons breathing down his neck. That said, the Demon Trials were definitely taking their toll on Sam, but it’s all speculation as to whether that was because the Trials were killing him because that was the Trials, or because Sam’s demon blood was reacting badly to the influx of Power, or what. That’s up to fanfic authors to explore, but since canon didn’t take us in that direction we’ll probably never know.

55: How long would you survive as a hunter?

I’d do well enough, provided I wasn’t a victim of unfriendly fire, ie other hunters coming after me because they’re extremist assholes. I’d do better as part of the support system, running a hunters’ bar/restaurant and information network and phone tree.

56: What’s your opinion on Calthazar?

Balthazar deserved better than to be stabbed in the back by a Hell-corrupted Castiel.

57: Do you have a Netflix account? If so, what’s your username and password? Wait a second, just the first part.

I have no idea what the family Netflix username is since I’m usually not… using it? At all? Because my kids take over the television to watch Paw Patrol and Bubble Guppies and Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood?

60: If you could change just one thing about the series, what would it be?

Fire BuckLemming.

63: What’s your opinion on Sam/Crowley?

I could see it happening, maybe. Crowley certainly respects Sam. The problem is that after Ruby and the continuous Sam-shaming over her that Dean/fandom does, Sam is really not keen to get involved with another demon like that, especially not after some of the things Crowley’s done to Sam and to people Sam cares about. Work with him as a wary ally, yes, but a relationship? Highly doubtful outside of AUs.

65: What’s your favorite (or at least a memorable) pop culture reference that has been made on the show?

Dean calling Sam “Velma”, particularly after Scoobynatural where we got canon Salma. Jinkies! XD

66: Just a random confession you have regarding the show/Asker makes up their own question.

I most likely would have continued to not watch this show if I hadn’t been drawn in by the fanfic first, and indeed actually started watching the show so I wouldn’t be breaking my own rules of not writing fanfic for a fandom for which I haven’t seen the source material when I inevitably gave in to the plot bunnies nipping at my vulnerable brain.

[xivu-arath]

spent some time talking about my sith warrior with a friend and ended up rambling about her personal values vs imperial ones and related societal stuff and I liked it so! might as well Preserve It

Storm-Today at 3:05 PM

to bring up a topic I don't tire of........  it's interesting bc rkorya actually does 100% think she's a good person, it's just that sith morals, and imperial morals as a whole, are a whole different set of values than... the republic/general galaxy/earth's values

Princet-Today at 3:06 PM

yet another way shes healthier than him,

Storm-Today at 3:06 PM

TRUE

that she kills people and enjoys it, that she wants to go out fighting and is 100% fine killing helpless enemies on an opposing side... those aren't bad things to her???? and then to make it more complicated some of her personal values differ from the empire's cultural ones

Princet-Today at 3:07 PM

yeah tho like...given her Culture of course she has different ethical standards

and deviating from that some is deff also an interesting thing

Storm-Today at 3:08 PM

it's also why clashes with their opposing faction often get tense bc they'll go "you're a monster for killing those people" and it comes out of nowhere to her bc killing people doesn't immediately translate to something bad at all

and like... she has Personal Feelings on betrayal and abandoning people she's sworn to even tho imperials value standing on your own as an ultimate goal and thus turning on someone as soon as they're no longer necessary or useful is p much expected?

and... on occasion providing more support than strictly necessary even tho imperial culture is just bootstraps to the max. small things mostly that came around from her experiences with baras and bad v aaaand for example vette talking about her life and being a slave. sometimes you get stuck with a shittier hand than you can escape from on your own and needing help from that situation doesn't mean you're weaker for it...

Princet-Today at 3:14 PM

but bootstraps >___>

man tho yeah and i can see how that would like

contribute to her bonds with her crew being so good tbh

Storm-Today at 3:14 PM

yeah!!!

and like... it doesn't contradict for her bc isn't like. finding a force-sensitive person and sending them to ziost and korriban helping them along instead of... demanding they learn to be sith on some random forsaken rock??? helping people is just. on occasion giving them the right resources or situation for them to rise to their potential

that's... kind of a theme with her crew actually bc vette is supremely talented and has a ton of experience with the underworld but. is a slave that's just gotten captured again. quinn's career was sidelined and he was stuck under a leader making worse and worse decisions until baras bailed him out. pierce was taken off of black ops and split apart from his team and was just going to be cannon fodder for fighting the resistance

jaesa... was actually in a good enough place with a master who cared for her but arguably dark!jaesa was put into a place where she could realize her penchant for killing all the people

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

broonmark... was a bloodthirsty killer in a society of nonbloodthirsty nonkillers

rkorya barging in on their lives gave them the place and freedom and resources to become more in various ways

even if "more" just means "more opportunities to kill people"

it's okay broonmark u r awful and I love u for it

but when u value personal strength and proving that strength and when your society only respects those strong enough to earn their way to the top... the intrinsic value of someone's life just. on their own goes down...

murdering another of your general status is still illegal but it's basically "don't get caught"

Princet-Today at 3:21 PM

maaaan i love houw much thought you put into like

tying plot stuff in with rkorya 's mindset and sense of personal morality

Storm-Today at 3:21 PM

jshgksruhgurhsg tHANKS

that means a lot ;; As Always

rkorya had no... personal or ethical struggles with like. killing baras' master. or killing baras. or killing baras' apprentices

that they were all sith meant they were Equals and thus worthy opponents, and that she couldn't just stroll into dromund kaas going "hey who killed darth vengean??? it was me (:<" bc that'd be Disrespectful and Dumb and both things are punishable

if she could kill them, it just meant the values of their lives were inferior to her own??? and then laying low and not like. going on a spree meant that this was a political move and a power play and not... mass slaughter by a sith that's decided to fuck up the system

the empire can adapt and adjust to and is built to be fine with half your elite getting cut down by the other half

tho the winnowing out of the weak or the villainous bc of the sith classes is still kind of absurd and is part of why the empire doesn't do well once the war starts stretching on

but to compare, she felt a bit bad with having to kill one of vowrawn's apprentices bc it wasn't necessary and he was defending his master who she had... also shown up to defend. it was weakening the empire's efforts to kill him and she tried to talk him down first

and... if someone had told her to kill vowrawn or marr she would have been offended and likely outed the speaker as a traitor or just killed them herself. it never would have crossed her mind to do so bc they're allies and she doesn't want their spots and bc they're both extremely necessary members of the dark council. that she's stronger than them and could possibly take them out is a fact but just bc she can doesn't mean she should and it'd be a really bad move to do so

also like by the time she fites baras for real her v real grudge against him was almost secondary to this horrified realization that baras had like

jumped off the deep end

he was sabotaging the war and weakening them and so what if he ruled bc there'd be not much to rule over at this rate

so killing him became more than just the usual hatefest and revenge but also just... something that had to be done for the good of the empire and latching on to that and realizing it as her primary purpose was what... v much shaped rkorya's attitude and identity from then on and was like. a pivotal maturing thing

and probs why marr was willing to trust her with makeb and all of shadow of revan's stuff instead of just seeing her as bad v's pawn

Princet-Today at 3:39 PM

ohhhh man

Storm-Today at 3:42 PM

in a sad way this... increases her general isolation? bc she doesn't have to work with apprentices or even lords if she doesn't want to and spends most of her time dealing with big menacing threats or doing stuff not many other people can handle so while sith aren't already v sociable, she's... v much distanced and without many contacts amongst her own people

which might be a factor in how quickly - at least for her standards - she bonded with lana, and why her crew are So Important

Princet-Today at 3:43 PM

god yeah that makes sense

Storm-Today at 3:44 PM

she wouldn't call herself lonely bc friendship and bonds and feeling welcomed aren't... a thing she considers important. if she talked about makeb or yavin iv, that she enjoyed working with a team all focused on one goal would come up but... at the same time, saying she'd want teamwork would be foreign to her

Princet-Today at 3:45 PM

thats sad wtf

Storm-Today at 3:46 PM

(:<

Princet-Today at 3:47 PM

Let Rkorya Make Friends

Storm-Today at 3:47 PM

that's one reason I like having her on denny...... she gets the chance for having close relationships

Princet-Today at 3:48 PM

yessss good

Storm-Today at 3:49 PM

and tbh I could imagine other established sith being v... wary of her, bc either they disagree with the emperor or just don't want his literal executioner hanging out with them, or she's too new and unknown and powerful a factor, or they distrust having someone with so much power and freedom around. thus they don't know her leads into giving them no chances to know her and just inevitably.... no sith hangouts for the most part except with the dark council who Assuredly Remember how she killed baras and don't want to be next.

so p much no wonder she regularly hangs out with vowrawn and they go out to kill stuff and have tea together