#we’ll have to see how good she is a comps

[ikyoudreamofme]

BY YOUR SIDE

A/N:ibsr I got this idea because I fucked up my back in dance🌚. Idk how I feel about this one it kinda goes on I fear.

Summary: your a dancer and have an important comp but get injured badly and have to go to the hospital.

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Y/N POV

Today I had a really important dance competition, there would be scouts for scholarships to some of the best dance academy’s in the country. I’ve got a trio small group and a group dance with my whole team.

I called Matt this morning before I left, he wished my luck and told me I’d do amazing as always. Knowing that he’s in the audience makes me feel somewhat relieved.

I get to the arena going to the changing rooms putting my costume on and asking a teammate to put my hair into a high ponytail while I do my makeup. The trio gets called to the wings, we stretch and mark the dance quickly before the team before us comes off stage smiling and wishing us luck. This is a friendly competition but I still needed to win. “Now with Stars Elite Dance Company! Number 2354, Dream On!” The commentator shouts as the crowd cheers, we walk on, into starting position waiting a few seconds before the music starts.

Matts POV

Her dance starts, she moves perfectly in sync with her two other teammates, her kicks are perfect, she does a set of turns and the crowd claps when she comes out of them without tripping. The dance is near the end and close to the part she’s been pushing herself to perfect, her two teammates kneel down beside her y/n steps on their knees then their shoulders before they stand up. Just before the music ends she drops back (it’s like the picture at the top). It’s perfect until she looses balance and falls. I stand up, her coach,Sam, runs on stage as the curtains close. “Matt shes okay.” Nick tried to reassure me I don’t listen to him and walk towards the backstage doors ignore the protests of my brothers who are following behind me.

Y/N’s POV

The second i dropped back something was wrong a wave of pain spiked through my back and I fell. “Y/N what happened!” Sam shouts “something.. with my back.” I mumble holding back tears. She gets someone to call 911 and we wait. “where’s Matt? Can you get him please…” i ask now letting my tears fall, Sam turns to look at me going to speak when Matt walks in. His eyes soften and he sits down beside me holding my hand and wiping my tears. “baby..” he whispers kissing my cheek. “Matt I ruined it. It was so good.” I cry; he shakes his head “no, no you didn’t y/n/n.”

The paramedics walk in and everyone moves out of the way except Matt. “Sir you need to step back so we can check her out.” The paramedic talks. Matt listens and stands beside his brothers who hug him and tell him I’m going to be fine. The paramedics ask what happened in which I explain. They tell Sam and Matt that I need stronger pain meds and some further checks at the hospital. Matt walks over to me “Nick’s going to go with you and I’ll drive Chris to come and meet you. yeah?” I smile and say okay before leaving I say bye to my dance partners “if we don’t place I’m so sorry.” They smile at me “its not your fault y/n”

We get to the hospital and the paramedics take me inside while doctors run up to the stretcher. They take me to a room stopping Matt, Nick and Chris at the door showing them the waiting area. I get an IV to manage my pain and i get taken to X-ray. The x-ray took a few minute before they took me back to a room.

“When your x-ray comes through we’ll come and see you. How are you for pain?” A doctor asks “I’m okay right now. can I see my boyfriend please.” I ask, the doctor nods getting Matt.

Matt walks in sitting at the chair beside the bed, he places his hand on my thigh and asks me how I’m feeling. “I’m okay I think, today was my only chance to get a scholarship Matt.” I say turning my head to look at him.

Before Matt can reply the doctor’s walks in with a clipboard in his hand. “Your X-ray is clean no breaks or fractures you can go home after the rest of your paperwork is signed off.” The doctor says. I sigh loudly relieved my backs not broken. “When can I go back to dance?” I ask only focused on the answer “4-6 weeks time.” My smile drops at his reply and he walks out I look at Matt shaking my head. “no, Matt I can’t miss dance for that long I have another competition in 2 months and need to practice.” He frowns at me and takes my hands holding them. “Maybe you should have a break for a while, you push yourself so hard sweetheart.” I have nothing to say to him.

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We get back to Matts house the doctors said I need to come back in a week for a check up. Matt wrapped one of my arms around his shoulder and his arm around my waist slowly walking me upstairs. “Matt I’m fine you don’t need to do this.” I protest he just shakes his head helping to his room placing me on his bed. He lays down beside me letting his head fall on my shoulder. “do you need anything baby?” He looks up at me. I shake my head looking at him and smiling “thank you Matt.” I say kissing him. He kisses me back “I love you. So much y/n”

“I love you more.” I reply

[ninjaneonleon]

(last seen at the tmnt au comp u _ u )

Mikey almost fell over backwards when the frantic looking Leo counterpart appeared in his vision. Casey, of course, was no help. She just laughed as he stumbled over his own feet and tried not to fall. In the end he just floated back to his feet properly with a small pout.

“Oh, sorry,” the Leo (Leon? Yeah, that worked for now) said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “I just really need to find my Donnie, he’s, uh, not very stable with others.” He held up the photo he was brandishing a little more for emphasis.

The photo in question showed a version of Donnie that was very different to the brother Mikey knew and loved. Not only was he notably paler, his usual jade colouring going almost pastel, he was softer somehow. Rounder. He was also wearing a beautiful feathered tutu, had small white wings and was en pointe. That Donnie looked like he was all set to dance in Swan Lake, maybe even as Odette considering the feathered crown he had in place of a headpiece.

“No, I haven’t seen him. Hey, why do you say he’s unstable?” Casey asked, her eyes lighting up with excitement. Eugh boy, if Casey got it in her head that she wanted to try sparring with this unstable ballerina Donnie, there would be very little Mikey could do besides try to hold her back. Maybe if he got the Donnie back with his Leo, he’d be calm enough to not take Casey up on her obvious excitement.

“He’s, uh, well he’s very much got a swan brain?” Leon offered with a sheepish laugh. “Half the time he’s fine, the other half…”

“Oh, he gets violent and territorial?” Mikey had a few encounters with swans in the past. They were dangerous bastards who can and will mess you up. “Eugh boy, that’s definitely not someone who you want to leave alone. Leave it to me, I can help you find him.”

“Wait, you can?” Leon lit up with a relived grin. “How?”

“Like this.” Mikey held his hand out towards the photo and got a feel for Swanatello’s (heh, Swannie, that was a perfect name for him) energy. Once he as sure, Mikey plucked that very unique feeling chain from the air. He studied it curiously. “Huh. This is a very old feeling connected to him. Well, anyway, I can track him for you. Just follow me, we’ll get your Donnie back,” he promised, not letting go of the chain.

“Thank you so much,” Leon said enthusiastically. I’m worried he’s either gonna freak himself out or hurt someone.”

“Has he got memory problems or something?”Casey asked, following after Leon and Mikey. “Our Donnie can be violent but he’s very good at directing that away from people. Most of the time.” She shuddered, probably remembering the sago pudding incident. Mikey didn’t want to dwell on that.

“Yeah, he’s sort of been claimed by this mystic lake to be its guardian?” Leon offered with a shrug. “It means that he barely remembers anything before, and on his bad days, he doesn’t recognise us at all. He might look small but he’s just as strong as ever.” Based on the way Leon rubbed his arm, he clearly knew just how strong Swannie was.

“Claimed by a mystic lake? I might be able to help keep him calm for a while, if you wanted,” Mikey offered. If he could make sure Swannie could still sense the lake, he might stay calm enough to not hurt anyone during this whole thing.

“Anything would be helpful, thank you Mikey.”

They walked together for a little while, following the pale coloured chain, until Mikey spotted Swannie. He was looking around frantically, his feathers all puffed up from how worked up he was getting. Okay, Mikey totally had this.

“Casey, wait here. Leon, you too. Let me see if I can calm him down.” As he spoke, Mikey let a wave of magic wash over him. When it cleared, he was in his own tutu (orange, of course) and had his pointe shoes on. Oh yeah, that was awesome, he totally nailed the dramatics there. It might have been a while since Mikey had done any serious dancing but luckily, his body remembered exactly what to do.

He called for Swannie’s attention by putting a spotlight on himself and on Swannie, one only they (and Casey and Leon) could see. Then he let some music start to drift around, again, done so it didn’t bother anyone who was want involved.

Swannie looked over immediately, but when he heard the music, he seemed to relax. Perfect. Mikey made his way over, travelling in time to the music and throwing in some of his own choreography, warming himself up slowly. He and Swannie met in the middle and for a moment, they danced together.

It was simple enough to weave in some magic to their dance. A nudge to the mystic hold on Swannie’s soul, finding the link back to the lake, a touch of mental magic in the form of white smoke gathering around them to make sure he could feel the lake and feel it was safe, and tada! One fully conscious and aware Swannatello.

“Mikey?” He asked slowly as Mikey let the illusions die down.

“Not quite. I’m a different Mikey, buuut your Leo is right over there.” Mikey gestured over his shoulder to where Casey and Leon were waiting.

“Leo!” Like a bullet out a gun, Swannie shot over to Leo and clung to him, getting an awed hug in return. Oh yeah, Mikey was good.

“Nice going, Mikey,” Casey said with a grin. She clapped Mikey on the shoulder. “Wanna stick around with these two for a bit?”

“Yeah, if they’ll have us,” Mikey said, watching the twins get quite emotional as they hugged. “I think they could use some familiarity here, and besides, I wanna dance more with Swannie.”

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@tmntaucompetition

[crguang]

haven’t read kafka’s voice lines in a minute, but I just reread them, and like I need to know more. like her being a devil hunter. why were there devils on her planet in the first place, was it bc of the stellar on or just like smth else. why’d she become one. and it was always interesting to me that it seems like she kind of didn’t like her home planet, obviously she could be lying. ig she wasn’t that close to her family and she probably didn’t have friends bc she’s a loser and isn’t good at connecting w people. And I’m curious abt where and when she started saying "When making friends with someone, keep the right distance, in order to maintain a long-lasting relationship." and firefly thinks she doesn’t believe that? if Kafka didn’t care abt anyone on her home planet ig that would make sense? idk hsjjghsh I’m not coherent enough but I need more Kafka. I do wonder abt how people who can’t feel fear yk survive and all, but idk. Her sea voice like is also interesting like why was that such a personal place?

Also my fighter between the two kafcats os probably the happy one bc she’s just so cute…I want to a symphony a few days ago and I couldn’t stop thinking abt Kafka, like violin=kafka for me. She def would liked it, trust me. On a side note, do u think she’d be concert master? it’s like the best (violin I think) player and everyone tunes to them bc, and they usually get all the violin solos.

and I’m gonna have to clear out some stuff bc I don’t have enough storage for ptn…don’t ask. I know I’ll like it bc women, ugh I should just get more storage.

less than 24 hours til the banners come out im actually terrified, but umm we’ll see. And I have a quiz ig but you def got me covered fr (didn’t know you take comp too)

-🌠

now that ive read AND listened to her voice lines i find it curious that she seems to have a bit of nostalgia in her tone when talking about the destruction of her planet. like you can tell whenever she has a smile on her face as she says certain lines and she’s always so playful (spent a whole hour just listening to her yesterday im ill) but this line was one of the serious-ish ones. she could be acting all mysterious on purpose but i guess we won’t know until more info comes out…. i really wonder if she had friends or something before because she says she rarely ever saw the same person twice due to her work.

THE SEA VOICE LINE. HELLO. WAS NO ONE GOING TO TELL ME HOW EXCITED SHE GETS?! THE CUTE EMPHASIS ON “fiercest”?!?!?! YOU ALLLLL FAILED ME. she speaks so genuinely as if reminiscing that place then she composes herself after a pause… wow. my baby. she’s so cute 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i also go violin = kafka and omgg going to a symphony sounds so nice i hope u had a great time. straight up unbiased thoughts i think she would get the solos because she seems really rigorous in her practice of the violin despite having a very unstable job. she doesn’t strike me as the type to go for easy to play pieces either, especially when you consider what kind of music she’d like. so she’d work for that solo!!

hope your pulls went well i thought i was gonna be devastated if she came at hard pity but turns out im too happy that shes home at all🥹

[rogerswifesblog]

Stacys Mom 3

Previous part

A/N: Y’all have no idea how bad I feel about forgetting to post the last part of this little au😮‍💨 I finished it months ago and….well, forgot it. I’m sorry. I Hope you still appreciate the very late update and will enjoy it anyway! Many kisses to y’all❤️

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated ❤️

Pairing: young Steve Rogers x older reader (friends mom reader)

As soon as you heard your daughter's voice you knew one thing-Steve wouldn’t make it out of the house unnoticed.

“Steve-wake up-Steve”, you whispered, shaking his shoulder while he was cuddling up to your chest, wrapping his arms even tighter around you and nuzzling his nose against your skin.

“Just a Minute-“ “we don’t have a minute! Stacys home!”, you hissed, shaking him more forcefully. Finally his brain caught up and he sat up abruptly, his eyes alarmed as he nearly jumped out of bed, quickly collecting his clothes.

His hair was tousled, his eyes still sleepy and you could see an imprint from the pillow on his face. “Mom are you home!?”Stacy called out, already being close to your bedroom as you stumbled out of bed yourself, putting on a night gown.

Just then did the door open, in time for you to put on your gown-but not for Steve to put a shirt on or even zip his pants. “Oh my god mom-I’m so sorry I didn’t know you had comp-Steve!? What the fu-” “Stacy Sweetheart, you weren’t supposed to-“ “to know? Since when was this-thing happening-? Is it like-it wasn’t back then, right?”, your daughter started asking, crossing her arms and looking at you both while Steve grabbed his shirt and started buttoning it up, his whole chest up to the very tips of his ears blushing like a tomato.

„you know what-I’ll just wait in the kitchen you two…get dressed”, that’s a sentence you’d never imagined to hear from your daughters lips.

When the door closed you sat back on your bed, sighing loudly and resting your head on your arms. “Oh god….”, you mumbled, hearing Steve walk over to you and kneel before you, his hands gently brushing along your thighs. “Hey…it’s okay, she didn’t seem mad…we’ll just…you know, say it was the heat of the moment or something…and if you don’t feel comfortable with all this…it doesn’t have to happen again”, he mumbled, his tone sounding unsure and rather unconvincing.

Yet you still smiled a bit into your palms.

He was really sweet. You knew he wanted something more from this than just a one time thing and yet he’d rather have you feel good about all this than himself.

“It’s not that Stevie”, you whispered, gently taking his hands, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “I really enjoyed our time together, but I’m not sure if it’s possible. You’re the same age as my daughter, Steve. I’m too old”, a sigh escaped your lips again and you really didn’t know what to say next without hurting him.

Steve stood up, holding out his hand for you to take, a soft smile on his lips while he shook his head. “That’s such nonsense. Stop talking yourself down. You’re amazing and your age doesn’t matter. Not to me. I like it that way…you’re…more mature. I like that”, at Steve’s words you felt yourself blush a bit, while you took his hand and let him pull you to your feet, so close you fell right against his chest. His short was still mostly unbuttoned so your hands rested against his naked skin, as he slowly leaned down to kiss you.

A slow, gentle kiss that made your whole body tingle.

You knew it wasn’t right, but you had never felt so good with someone. Not even in the beginning of your first marriage.

Without wanting to, you slowly started smiling into the kiss before Steve slowly pulled you a bit closer into a tight embrace. “Please…don’t let it be the last time I can hold you like this…���, he whispered into your hair.

The smile from your lips disappeared slowly. You didn’t want to look at him, knowing how sad and pleading he’d look at you.

You didn’t want it to be the last time either.

You wanted to hold him and being held by him every day and night. Fall asleep next to him and wake up with his arms around you, hear his raspy voice in the morning as he wishes you a nice day at work. Feel his kisses on your shoulders and neck before letting go of you…or maybe have him pull you back into bed, making you late for work after making you come on his tongue. You wanted him to apologise for making you late, even though he wouldn’t be feeling sorry at all, looking rather smug and smitten.

Fuck, you wanted him in your life as your partner and not your daughters friend.

And you hated yourself for that.

You hated yourself for falling for him.

“You can go talk to Stacy and explain a bit and I’ll put some normal clothes on”, you slowly detach yourself from him, not looking at him anymore. Instead you went to your walk-in-closet. Steve's gaze burned holes into your back before he slowly walked out of your bedroom.

It took you twenty minutes to put a simple outfit together. Normally you’d probably only need five minutes, just grabbing random pants and a t-shirt, but today you…took your time. For one too find something pleasant to the eye to look good for Steve (even though you didn’t want to admit that) and also because you wanted to be a bit alone, to gather your thoughts.

How were you supposed to tell your daughter you liked her friend? How were you supposed to look in your daughters eyes after she caught you with her highschool friend after having spent a night with him?

You felt incredibly awful.

When you walked into the kitchen you saw Steve and Stacy drinking coffee and laughing together about something she said.

“Oh mom, I was just telling Steve about the time uncle Ben fell down the stairs and still managed to hold his beer without spilling any of it-I’m telling you Steve, not even a single drop. This guy would protect his beer more than his own life”, she turned back to Steve. Next to Steve was another cup of coffee, so you sat down next to him, immediately feeling his hand on your thigh, squeezing gently as he looked at you from the side and smiled cheerfully.

Why was he so cheerful? It didn’t make any sense to you-why was he that happy even though his heart (and yours too) would be crushed in a few seconds.

“Okay, Stacy, I’m sure you have some questions-but before you ask, it hadn’t been happening behind your back. It was only last evening that we went on a date-“ “oh yeah, I know. Steve mentioned years ago that you said he should come back when he’d turn 21…I didn’t expect he’d actually do it, but I guess he really meant the whole liking-you-thing. It’s nice. Steve is really nice. And you’re both adults. You know what you’re doing-just as long as I don’t get a sibling-“ Stacys words made you choke on your first sip of coffee, making you cough immediately.

Steve also blushed a deep red color, as he lowered his head.

“Stacy-that’s-not-we…-what? What do you mean?”, you stuttered, not knowing what to say or think. Or even how to react.

She laughed at you both, shaking her head in amusement. “I should’ve filmed your reaction-mom of course I knew about Steve’s crush. He wasn’t hiding it-and I’m sure you knew it too. I mean-he mowed your lawn for free the whole summer. Who does that? Only a fool-“ out of the corner of your eye you could see Steve frown at Stacy, making you chuckle barely audible.

“-of course it surprises me YOU had a thing for him-I mean-wasn’t that a bit…crimin-“ “I didn’t have a thing for Steve back then. He was too young for us to start anything-not that it had changed much. I’m still too old, a mother and-“ “Mom, stop. If you like Steve I don’t mind it…of course it’s…a bit unusual to find my old highschool friend in your bed but on the other hand…I totally get you. Steve is now hot as hell, like, I mean it, literally just…yummy-“

A loud thud made you jump lightly as Steve’s head hit the counter in embarrassment. “Stacy don’t say stuff like that-that’s weird-“ “you’re sleeping with my mom, I’m allowed to say weird stuff. So, continuing; I think you two shouldn’t be stopping whatever this is on my account. I’m not angry, not at all…”, she said with a smile on her face, sounding more sincere to the end.

You had no idea what to say. Did your daughter just allow you to…date her old friend? She wasn’t freaking out? Because you would be if she’d start dating a friend of yours.

“But I don’t want any siblings and I’m not gonna call Steve Daddy-“ at the mention of the address you and Steve turned a dark shade of red, both looking away from Stacy. “Let’s just change the topic, sweetheart. You don’t have to do any of that and there won’t be any kids-“ “no?” Interrupted you Steve, making you smack his arm. “Of course not. I’m too old for that”, at which Steve nodded slowly. “Okay, noted. I don’t even think I would want kids-all the screaming and waking up in the middle of the night sounds awful.”

You shook your head in amusement and turned your attention once again to Stacy. “Are you…really okay with that?”, you asked carefully, still not believing her.

“I wasn’t at first-when I first noticed Steve’s crush on you I tried to arrange all our meetings when you were away or would get ready for dates…but then I started noticing how he was looking at you-and even something you did too, Mom, I don’t think you’ve noticed it yourself but you have Steve more attention than any of my other friends”, she said, shrugging. “The idea of seeing you two together was weird and even a bit…disgusting-ish. But that was just some immature thinking and I quickly realised that it was totally stupid-at least when Steve told me about wanting to ask you out after he’d turn twentyone. I started thinking about the age gap and then I noticed…many celebrities that I like have the same age differences, if not bigger ones. So why judge? I hope you two make each other happy. You, mom, deserve someone who’s actually romantic and will treat you nice, not like dad. And I think Steve will be a nice change from all the douches in your life.”

Then she looked at Steve, furrowing her brows at him. “So don’t be a douche, because then I’m gonna be mad, but that’s not what I wanted to say-I think you should be with a woman that knows what she wants and isn’t just a stupid chick like half of those girls you meet with your friends during all those night outs in clubs or-” “shh don’t make it sound like that-I’m not going out that often and I don’t sleep around-all I said yesterday was tr-“ he started then rambling, turning his attention to you. “Stevie, don’t worry, I believe you-besides I know how it is to be young and…adventurous”, you chuckled, squeezing his hand softly with your own.

“Ugh Mom but I don’t wanna hear that kind of stuff-I’ll accept you two dating but please don’t make me hear the details”, Stacy mumbled, standing up and walking over to the fridge, taking out a jar of jam out and then bread and peanutnutter from the cabinet. “It’s really funny that my mom and my friend are now banging. Someone wants a peanutbutter and jam sandwich?”

You gasped in surprise, Steve coughed up his coffee, nearly spilling it all over himself and you both just looked at stacys back in surprise while she made sandwiches. “Stacy you can’t just say something like that and then casually ask about sandwiches”, you still sounded shocked, but took a sandwich anyway when she put the plate in front of you.

The next few minutes were spent with casual conversations, eating and drinking coffee.

At one point Steve leaned closer to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before standing up and excusing himself to the bathroom. Slightly embarrassed you looked down at your now empty cup, but you couldn’t keep yourself from smiling-and Stacy noticed that too. She wiggled her eyebrows at you when you lifted your gaze, feeling her starring at you.

“What?”, you whispered, your whole face heating up. “Nothing just…it’s cute. It’s the first time I see you actually…a bit smitten or…you know, happy..or at least happier than before. It seems like you two really like each other, even though you’re denying it”, You had to admit your daughter was very wise. Maybe she had it from you? Probably. Her father was a douche.

Smiling you looked at Stacy for a moment, “thank you…for giving us a chance”, Stacy immediately shook her head at you. “No, you’re giving it a chance. Im just…accepting it. I want you to be happy-and if I have to be honest, from all the younger guys or my friends you could be dating im glad it’s Steve.”

When Steve returned he sat back down next to you, his arm resting around the rest of your chair, a huge smile on his lips as he gave you a kiss on the cheek.

“But I gotta be go with you two-for now wait with all the pda-steve I’m talking to you. I have to get used to all this. Also, no Sex while i’m Home.” You never thought you’d get a talk like this from your own daughter, your face once again feeling hot.

“And you'll borrow me your Nintendo Switch." “What?”, Steve interrupted her while turning away from you and instead giving her his full attention, making you roll your eyes in amusement. How did all this turn into an argument over those games or whatever. This reminded you of the age difference even more, but on the other hand there’d be many moments where Steve would also feel the difference.

Steve pulled his eyebrows a bit together, a little wrinkle appearing between them, while Stacy raised hers instead, crossing her arms. “You want to date my mom. I think I have the right to ask for something instead.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Weere they really-

"Fine." Steve grunted, taking his arms from around your shoulders to cross them in front of his chest, his gaze glued to Stacy as she smirked. "And share your Netflix account too."

“Seriously?? I only subscribed hulu and Disney….fine. Fine, okay, I’ll subscribe Netflix too, but I’ll use the phrase Netflix and chill more often than you think, just to spite you”, he said, making Stacy frown. “Thats so fucking weird, I don’t want to know when or if you two…have a Netflix and chill evening. If you ever use that phrase I’ll personally rip your manhood off and beat you with it-“ “Jesus, you two, stop. I have to get some work in my office done, so I’ll leave you two for now.”

You looked back at Steve, smiling lightly as his eyes lit up, watching you stand up. “You can stay, if you want. I’ll be done in a bit. Stacy, be nice and don’t bargain so much with Steve”, you chuckled at your daughter when she shrugged her shoulders. Just like said you went to your office, already starting to sort some document you had to go over one more time.

Yet you couldn’t stop your thoughts from drifting off to Steve. Would this relationship work out? He was so much younger..he was friends with your daughter…people would assume you’re his mother…or that you did something to make him be with you-maybe they’d think you groomed him? God. All of this was awful.

Even though it was hard to ignore all those thoughts you still tried to do so for now. You needed some time to get your work done.

After a while of concentrating and working on the documents you heard the door open. Looking up for a moment you smiled at Steve, before signing another file.

A gentle tap on your shoulder made you look up once again and before you could say anything soft lips were pressed to your, a hand pulled your hair slightly, making you lift your chin even more. A rush of endorphins made the corners of your lips Twitch upwards, your heartbeat quickening. God, you haven’t felt like this in a while.

When Steve pulled away, he slowly pushed your chair away from the desk, turning you around to face him. Automatically your hand found its way onto his thigh, as he gently brushed your hair. “I think you need a break.” His voice was quiet, but you could hear something mischievous behind it.

“A break for what?” You nearly whispered, watching as Steve slowly sank to his knees. “Just lean back and let me make you feel good.”

And boy, did he made you feel good.

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Dec. 14th: Let’s Play House

Day 14: Morning Routine/Handiwork Around the House

It’s time for day fourteen of @comp-lady’s Domestic December writing challenge!

Warnings: Swearing, *Slight* Allusions to Smut (This is an 18+ blog, minors dni)  Word Counts: 1.3k+ Words Pairings: Eddie Munson x Reader

You and Eddie had finally agreed, after the New Year you two would begin saving up money to move in to your own apartment with hopes that it would be by at least the middle of summer. With Eddie’s income working at the record shop and the money you’ve been saving from your job as a para in a school, you would finally save enough money to make a deposit on a studio or one bedroom apartment in Hawkins. 

“I think we should practice living together,” Eddie randomly blurted as he played on your bed. 

“You mean compared to what we have already been doing?” You said before laughing. “We already stay at each other’s places every night.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Eddie agreed, sitting up and putting his head on his hands. He stayed quiet. You could tell something was beginning to eat away at him, it wasn’t in his nature to have long bouts of silence.

“What are you thinking about,” You said, walking to the edge of the bed to sit down before nudging your shoulder against his.

“I really want to have a trial run of living together, like actually,” Eddie said, turning his body to face yours. “People fall out of love all the time and the find little things they hate about each other because of their living arrangements. I don’t want that with us.” 

“Baby,” You whispered, now turning your body to face Eddie’s as you looked into his eyes. “We have been living a trial run, but if you want to make it feel more official, I can see if my Mom and Macy would give us the weekend alone? They might be able to go visit my grandparents or something.”

“We could decorate the house together for Christmas,” Eddie said, his eyes lighting up with excitement as he thought about the possibilities. 

“I swear on my heart, I will not fall out of love with you based on your living habits. Shit, I already know how messy you are, Eddie Munson,” You mumbled, pulling his head towards you to press a kiss to his nose. “But if it will ease your mind, I’d love a little domestic moment between us.”

The next day you had asked your mom if she would be okay with giving you and Eddie the space for a “domesticated trial run,” as your mom was calling it. She eagerly agreed but Macy was extremely hurt.

“Why don’t you guys want me here with you?” Macy asked Eddie the night they were getting ready to leave. 

“Sweet girl,” Eddie sighed, his eyes widening as he tried to determine the best way to approach this conversation. “You know we both love you right?” 

When Macy acknowledged Eddie’s question, he continued, “We want to live together sometime soon in a place that is our own home that you can visit us in. We want to pretend that we are living together alone for a few days to make sure we’ll be okay. I need to know if you sister farts in her sleep or not.” 

Eddie winked at you and your mom as Macy giggled at the word fart. “She does,” Macy said as she looked over at you before laughing harder.

“You’re such little traitor,” You said, stalking towards your sister to wrap her in a hug. “Be good this weekend, we’ll see you soon!”

“Have a good weekend, my lovelies,” Your mom said before she wrangled Macy into the car and drove away. 

“Soooo,” You whispered, making sure the car was out of eyesight before turning to Eddie. “We’re all alone, in a big house, what ever should we do?”

“I want to fix the ceiling fan in Macy’s room,” Eddie said, before turning towards the house and beginning his walk back. 

“What!” You shouted. “We are home alone and that’s what you want to do?”

“You’re incredibly sexy, baby,” Eddie said, chuckling. “And we’ll have plenty of time for that later, let me be the man of the house for a few hours.”

“I can not believe you,” You gawked. “Okay, go be the man of the house.”

Fist pumping the air, Eddie ran into the house and up the stairs to Macy’s room. As you began to follow him up the stairs, you could hear him banging around. 

“Eddie, what the fuck are you doing?” You questioned as you walked into the room. Spread before you were tools that you had never seen before. Eddie had a pencil behind his ear and an empty tool belt on his waist. “You were left alone for less than two minutes!”

“Oh, I had all of this stuff ready when Macy and your mom left,” Eddie said, shrugging. “Can you go get me a ladder?”

“Jesus Christ,” You mumbled, walking out of the room to grab the ladder from the garage. After finding the ladder, you began carrying it up the stairs. As you approached the stairs, you could hear a faint singing sound coming from Macy’s room. 

“We’ll know for the first time, if we’re evil or divine,” Eddie sang as you walked in to the bedroom. Placing the ladder against the wall, you walked over to Eddie and gently grabbed his face to press a kiss against his lips. 

“Dio?”

“Dio,” He agreed, kissing you again. “Thank you for the ladder, I’m going to try and fix this fan now.”

“Mm,” You mumbled as you watched your boyfriend start climbing the ladder with a look of concentration. Quickly, the idea of Eddie being a little domestic handyman began to grow on you. There was the man of your dreams, putting in manual labor to fix your little sister’s ceiling fan. And, he was wearing grey sweatpants, your domestic dream. “You look incredibly sexy up there with your work face on,” You said, smirking up at the curly-headed boy. 

“You think I’m sexy up here?”

“It’s definitely working for me,” You answered, proceeding to wink. 

“What about when I do this,” Eddie said, flexing as he turned the wrench, tightening the fan to the ceiling. 

“Yeah, baby,” You said, giggling at his macho display. “My big strong handyman!”

He chuckled as he finished fixing the fan. Before long, Eddie climbed down the ladder and jumped off the last step before dusting off his hands and presenting you with jazz hands. “I did it!”

“Macy is going to be so excited when they get home on Sunday!”

“Now imagine, five years from now, we’re married and our first child’s little dangly thing from their crib is loose. I’ll be able to fix it because that’s way easier than a ceiling fan,” Eddie said, matter-of-factly. There was no way to argue with his logic, fixing a mobile. 

“We’re married in five years? With a baby?” You questioned, stuck on the fact that he was thinking so far ahead and he spoke so sure of your future. 

“Well I’d like to think so,” Eddie said, his neck and cheeks heating up with a soft pink blush. “I’m pretty confident in our love.”

“Oh, my handsome boy,” You gushed. “Me too. If you’re so confident, why were you so worried about our ability to live together successfully?”

“Oh, I wasn’t,” Eddie said, shrugging. “I just wanted an excuse to show you how great it’s going to be when we do live alone. There’s nothing you could do, even farting in your sleep which you definitely do, that would make me fall out of love with you. But I also had to prove that I am capable of fixing anything.”

“I hardly think tightening a ceiling fan equates to the ability to fix anything,” You scoffed, before smiling at Eddie. “You’re sneaky but I love you. I’m excited for this weekend alone too.”

“C’mon, let’s go practice playing house,” Eddie said, scooping you up in his arms as you squealed.

“When you say, play houses do you mean?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna rock your world, baby,” Eddie said, huskily before dropping you on your bed.

[lilypadlys]

Domestic December Day 30 - Sock Skating on the Floor

Aurora and Phantom are supposed to be mopping the abbey entrance. (Un)fortunately they discover that the tile floor makes a great skating surface.

Notes: Prompt list by comp-lady. See prompt list here

Sock skating contests below the cut or on AO3

Phantom pouts as he retrieves the bucket and mop from the broom closet. He had planned on spending the day relaxing. Playing Minecraft for a while before enjoying an afternoon nap. Instead, Aether had shooed him out of the den, telling him not unkindly, but sternly enough to prevent any protest, to finish his chores.

As he reenters the foyer he sees Aurora shuffle in; a pout on her face to match his own.

“Aether find you too?”

“Yeah.” She sighs and shrugs. “Let's get this finished up quickly.”

Aurora retrieves her own supplies and they make their way to the nearest restroom to fill their mop buckets from the tap. After lugging them back and adding soap, they set to work mopping.

It’s tedious. They both would much rather be somewhere else. Still they do a good and thorough enough job to avoid a lecture from Aether, or worse, Sister Imperator.

Phantom takes his turn to dump out the mop buckets, leaving Aurora to put away the supplies. The floor is gleaming so they’re at least off the hook now. He rounds the corner, contemplating what to do with the rest of the afternoon when he hears Aurora giggling. As she comes into view he freezes in surprise.

The multi ghoulette, feet clad in socks having tossed her shoes aside, skids across the tiled floor with ease. She barely manages to slow to a stop before running into Phantom.

“What are you doing?”

“Skating!”

“Don’t you do that on ice? Or with the shoes with wheels?”

“Yeah, but you can do it with socks too! Like this!”

Aurora skips away from him only to take a running leap and let herself slide when her socked feet hit the floor.

With a laugh, Phantom wastes no time ditching his own shoes and joining her. He takes a running start of his own and slides a decent distance.

From there it becomes a competition. Using the buckets as a starting line, the two of them hold a sock skating contest, seeing how far they can slide. After reaching the limits of a three meter running start, they start launching themselves off the stairs and easily double to sliding distance.

Phantom is in the middle of an especially long slide when Dewdrop enters the foyer and steps right into the quintessence ghoul’s trajectory. Dew has about two seconds to mouth a curse and brace for impact before both he and Phantom collide and are sent tumbling to the floor.

Aurora gasps and runs over to the tangle of limbs.

“Ah! Are you alright?” She pulls Dew to his feet and then Phantom.

“I’ll live.” Dew grumbles. “What in the Hell are you two doing?” He raises a brow, looking between them.

Phantom and Aurora both quiver. Suddenly Imperator doesn’t seem too scary when faced with the very present threat of the fire ghoul’s wrath.

“We were…uh…” Phantom trails off.

“Mopping! Like Aether told us too.” Aurora jumps in.

“Yeah! And we finished!”

“Then we decided to have some fun. And…”

“And…uh…we’re really sorry. We’ll go now…”

Dew rolls his eyes and holds up a hand to stop them.

Oh we’re fucked. Phantom thinks.

“You realize fuzzy socks work better for this right? Not those thin cotton ones. You’ve got some fluffy ones right Rora?”

Both ghouls blink in shock before Aurora responds.

“Y-yeah!”

“Well, then go get them. Three pairs. I’ll show you how this is really done.”

Aurora and Phantom both breathe a sigh of relief as they run to retrieve the socks. Once they return, Dew keeps his promise, telling them both to “Watch and learn.” as he takes the most impressive leap yet and makes it further than either Phantom or Aurora thus far.

Their skating competition only ends when Aether comes and finds them to tell them dinner is ready.

The next time the foyer needs mopping, Aurora and Phantom are leaping at the chance for a sock skating rematch.

[tutuandscoot]

Ok my beautiful people! I have a bit of a treat for you today (we’ll idk if it’s a ‘treat’ like a good thing/ like something y’all want but.. anyway).

Since I’ve been feeling incredibly guilty over not posting regularly lately (soz..life/mental health/my love of sleep) I’ve got a new kind of post for you today that I’ve kinda wanted to do for a while but didn’t really have the balls to/not sure if it’s what people want/turn out good.

So. I FINALLY found a working link to Prince at 2017 nationals! Its not on yt or vimeo or any other standard video site and i just randomly stumbled across it in this master post (i will be spending some time working my way through all of this). So THANK YOU OP.

So i thought it would be fun to do a little live commentary/first reaction video since i cant do this on any other comp skate bc i think ive seen them all! (Other than bby/junior vm comps).

I apologise for the voice reveal in advance and if the quality is trash.. its my first time doing this:

So here it is with my commentary below. And here is a link to the actual video with TSN commentary

https://vimeo.com/844170347

*writing this next part after recording it:

•I’m sorry I didn’t realised I said ‘like’ so much but I didn’t say ‘um’ as much as I thought. so I’ll work on that.

•apologies for the scratchy sound the whole way through I was playing with my earphone mic

•Things I didn’t say watching it that I’d wish I had:

-FUCK, Tessa just looks so damn good in that costume. Like her L E G S. the quality of her leg extensions and toe point- like she doesn’t have the longest legs in the world but in this they do look so long.

-Scootie is precious AF in this whole thing- esp the K+C when the score comes up he was so excited and happy bc he thought maybe it wasn’t good with the music being wrong/twizzles sloppy

-Hip hop isnt my thing (knowledge wise) so there wasn’t a lot of technical/dance analysis that I would maybe do in more balletic/contemporary programs

-I know WP and CP were still to skate so the gap would shrink but can we just take a moment for the 22 point gap between them and the next team!

- I say in it it’s great how R+T don’t talk through the program but I wish they’d shut up when VM are in the k+c so we can hear them.

SO, if y’all found that interesting/bearable I’d love to do more but won’t bombard you with them if it’s not what people want- I love writing detailed posts and still plan to do that bc I don’t speak anywhere near as eloquently/comprehensively as I write, but these are quicker (but more expensive) to make and I guess I naturally would say things out loud that I don’t think to write and vis versa, so it could be good for that reason (for myself as well seeing what I pick up on in the moment). So even though all the others won’t be ‘first reaction’ videos I think it still might be fun. I would also be SUPER KEEN to do a group commentary with some of you fine people, after I watched this one, getting others takes live I think would be really cool.. but we can get to that later/work it out if anyone is interested.

Let me know what y’all think of this please. Again, soz for the voice reveal, the ‘shits’ (yes, I swear). Hopefully I can do some more nuanced ones in the future with more practice.

[revserrayyu]

2.2 Penacony thoughts [part 3]

**Spoiler warning** in place as usual. I did finish the entire 2.2 story as of last night but this post will cover up until after the first boss fight since there is much to discuss with the upcoming scenes. As always, don’t read on if you wanna experience the story on your own terms.

Starting off with something not so serious and it’s this one option they give us to choose. You wouldn’t believe how often I would say something like “if evil, why hot?” whenever Sunday appears to be acting suspicious, so this reply got a chuckle out of me.

Hearing Firefly speak about her three deaths was surprising. I know she and the other Stellaron Hunters are all following the script and shouldn’t rely defy it, but it’s gotta be at least a but concerning how you’ll have to perish not once, not twice but thrice during one mission, even if they’re not actual deaths. The mention about the third death being the final death does not evoke reassuring feelings in my heart even if these deaths are suppose to help us.

The whole scene when we watch her transform into Sam was pretty cool though. Just a shame we didn’t see or hear from her at all after this. She leaves a wish hoping we’ll meet again in reality, but I’m not so certain it’ll happen.. I would like to hope so though.

The flashback with her and Blade gets brought up again and I love how envious he is that death is part of Firefly’s script and not his. He’d gladly trade places with her if he could.

Then we have yet another scene between Acheron and that old man companion of hers. Her lack of taste is brought into question as she eats a supposedly spicy fruit and feels nothing at all. It reminds me of that brief encounter Black Swan mentioned, where she saw Acheron drinking several glasses of ‘Wake the Heck Up’ and didn’t comment on the bitter flavor of it.

Acheron goes on saying that losing oneself is a drawback to being a self-annihilator, but at least she hasn’t lost all her sense and memories yet, though I fear if that day will ever come because that’s actually so sad and I don’t want that for her! She’d almost be like an empty shell with nothing. At least the scene tries to make me feel a little bit better as Acheron mentions a friend she was once very close to.

Unfortunately those nice feelings don’t last long because of course her companion perished! I want Acheron to find some sort of happiness in this game please! Sure she said goodbye with a smile because that was her friend’s wish but hearing how scared she is about losing her friend’s memory hurts my little heart. Naturally I’m curious about who this friend of Acheron is if they were once a Nameless too.

I’m sure there’s a connection between all this chatter about the color red, the fact that color is so prominent whenever Acheron unsheathes her blade and occasionally speaks in red text, but I don't have the brainpower to think too deep into it all right now. All that aside, this was such a pretty frame of her to look at.

Aww, Dan Heng cares about us so much! You’re also a treasure to us!

It took me until now to realize that the symbol on these nightingales look like an eye, which makes perfect sense as there is a giant eye in Ena the Order’s splash art.

Sunday also has a similar design on the front of his shirt and his rings showed the same design where his hand was clearly visible. Coincidently, I believe this is the same hand he usually holds behind his back.

Yeah yeah, you win good brother points for volunteering yourself to do this task rather than force Robin to do it despite her own personal views and feelings.

Flashbacks of being wanted by the Silvermane Guards coming back full force. To be fair, we are on a planet that used to be a full scare prison, so jail was gonna happen one way or another. Just our kind of luck. And I’ll be honest, I kinda blanked out during most of Sunday’s history lesson about Penacony. I was focused more on trying team comps for Harmony trailblazer.

I don’t remember the full conversation when we finally run into Sunday again in the theater but all Himeko’s comments were great. Mom is done messing around.

Norman from The Promised Neverland? Is that you? Seriously though, he and Sunday sound so similar here, as Norman wanted to eradicate all the demons so all the humans could live freely. Not to mention that his Lamdba companions and all those kids he rescued in the Paradise Hideout look up to him as a savior. (sorry if that spoils anything from TPN, but take this as my offer to read the manga. it’s wonderful. season two was adapted horribly.)

All those times I joked about him being holy and he decided to take it literally.

Just as I assumed, our handsome man is indeed the final boss, which unfortunately leads me to believe that he won’t become a playable character. Hey if I have to be sad about missing out on having Cocolia, then y’all need to be upset about Sunday. Don’t get me wrong, I was hoping he would be playable too and become another Imaginary unit, but since he’s now confirmed to be siding with the Order, the Harmony path wouldn’t exactly fit him, nor would any other playable path.

So um.. the battle begins and it didn’t take long for me to realize that something was wrong. The livestream spoke about how this boss had three different phases, but as the fight went on, none of them happened? It didn’t prompt us to choose our team before the encounter began or force us to use the new Harmony Trailblazer. The fight just sorta happened and ended without much hype and it felt very underwhelming, especially with how great Aventurine’s boss fight was last patch.

During the midst of my confusion, reliable Danny boy arrives with Jing Yuan to assist us in an awesome cutscene which makes me feel a little better at least.

And then we.. wake up. And it seems everything is fine..?

Only it wasn’t all fine! But for now I’ll stop here because this will probably have to be divided up into five parts again.

[emisirrelevant]

WE ARE THE TIGERS/WATT WEEK DAY 4

HAPPY WATT WEEK DAY 4!!!

Today’s prompt is: Pom poms up

Continuing with my contributions for the week, as this is a lyric from Shut Up and Cheer, I will give my song commentary and analysis of it.

The fact I have been in Eva’s place before actually (minus the people dying, but the drama, OH GOD. Yes, I can confirm even SWIM TEAM can have drama. And not the drama in the musical theater way)

•”In a room full of people who have clearly mad bad choices, I may be the stupidest one here”

•Now WOAH WOAH WOAH. There’s so much to say here.

•FIRST, I LOVE THIS LINE. What a BANGER opening line

•PRESTON MAX ALLEN KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING COMING UP WITH THIS OKAY?

•It says a LOT in one line

•effective ways to start a song: be Eva in WATT

•Also just Sydney Parra. That’s all.

•Finally, I just realized could this lyric still technically work if you swapped “people” and “choices”?

•“in a room full of choices who have clearly made bad people” idk 😂

•”Cause having heard the stories, and knowing all the drama” Eva my beloved come here I will give you all the hugs

•”I still said I’d join the murder squad this year” Omg an alternative title for WATT? “Murder Squad the Musical”

•and technically if we’re getting logical Riley is the main agent because Reese k wording Clark was an accident but yeah okay anyway

•”I swore that lightning won’t strike twice, and surely this is all under control” oh honey- YOU GOT A BIG STORM COMING

•”This school costs more than I can say, they straight up comped me 60k” HONEY THAT SHOULD’VE BEEN THE WARNING SIGN/FIRST RED FLAG

•”but also I’m afraid I sold my soul” Never would I have thought to comment here and make a connection to Faust but curse that one college course that made me read Faust- I have a feeling Eva would hate Goethe too

•”So I can say no this shit is insane” THE WAY SHE ADDS A BIT OF A GROWL ON “SHIT”

•”Or I can keep my cool and stay in my lane” ME when there was drama on my swim team and I was not living for it and just trying to live my own life

ARE WE READY FOR THE NEXT PART??

AH HERE IT COMES

AND PUT MY POM POMS UP, OH I RA RA RAH AND DISAPPEAR, SHUT UP AND CHEER

•“They won’t even know that I am here” In other situations I would say oof Eva deserves to shine for sure, I mean yeah she only gets like this song but yeah I understand she was the new girl so she only just got there but it makes sense to me and I’m glad Preston put in in the album because it gives us HER perspective like “do you ever look at someone and wonder what is going on inside their head” also maybe it’s a good thing Eva was masking because imagine if Riley went after her next

•”I have worked so hard for so much less” OOOOOOOH TOO RELATABLE, RELATABLE LINE ONCE AGAIN

•”I think maybe every high school is a mess” Eva you couldn’t be more real in this song I swear

•”you want a little structure, you just want a smaller class size, and somehow you have ended up in hell” can also confirm

•”if everyone seems crazy maybe I’m the one who’s crazy” Eva is just so real

•also quick psa, on a musical side note, I LOVE THE PIANO MELODY/RYTHYM IN THIS SONG!!

•”and all of them are doing really well” girl you’re probably the most stable one here tbh

•”or see these goddamn girls won’t get in my way” I kind love how she sings this line, tbh part of me feels like she’s letting some inner Riley out

•“shut up and cheer and back awaaaaaAAAAAaaaAay” YES EVA SING

•”complicated god I know it, I’m afraid but I won’t show it” also a mood

•”I can pray that they’ll outgrow it” Well thank god most of them did (rip we’ll never know about Chess and Farrah if they lived tho)

•”take a chance and make it through the year” LOVE how the instrumental builds up through this section

•”get in the clear” I’m sensing the double meaning here

•”And say that life’s not fair, oh I’ve so been there” who hasn’t tbh

•“Shut up and cheer ready ok”

EVA MY BELOVED. My favorite real icon and to think it started from just delivering pizza. This whole song is just one giant mood. I love it.

[pwblogarchive]

February 2002

February 7, 2002

“my fascination with life begins and ends on her lips.”

welcome to the story of those down on their luck- we’ll make the worst feel pity for us. we’ll start a band and everyone in the room will chew the fat until they choke. i’ll just wish i was in different skin the whole time. we won’t wait for you tonight. we’ll start the van and leave this town wasted behind us. tonight draw the curtain and watch us mock those who smile and nod like everything is alright.

blah blah. nothing much to say. we are out one van, one drummer, and one practice space. i think the shows for this weekend are off. that sucks.

deadxstop number something is out now- it’s pretty sweet ass. thora birch is extra hot. i’m scared that i’m gonna lose one of my bestfriends over a fucking band.

and she took a stab at reason and ambition on her way out the door so i don’t want them anymore.

i won’t wait for you tonight.

love pete

February 21, 2002

“this as an expirement, has failed.” 

so i have been waiting to write an entry in here until: a. i was in a better mood and b. when i had something to write about Arma. neither has really happened.

“you want to know who i really am? yeah, so do i”

i have been in a bad mood all week. kind of like i feel like i miss someone or something but noone is gone- just kind of lonely. i cried for the first time in years the other night, it was ultra lame- i don’t recommend it. i don’t know. i figured it was partially cause my mom was out of town for awhile and i’m a total wuss, like i eat only cold cereal until she returns. i dunno i feel like i need to figure myself out and the people in my life aren’t really giving me that chance, cause they’re scared they’ll lose me or for whatever reason- i think i’m going crazy haha. but that’s not it- fall out boy has been recording for our full length all week, its pretty bomb. it’s funny how tattoo studios and recording studios are the only places where you pay to pretty much hang out half the time- like the dudes just sit around most of the time and then sometimes work, it’s pretty hilarious if you think about it. anyway, i tracked bass yesterday and it sounds fresh so check it out when it comes out.

as far as Arma goes, we have dropped off a couple of shows as we get ourselves resituated- we are going to record a jam or two on march third with the new drummer. i guess we can release who it is now, Andy from racetraitor will be taking over roadwarrior/god of thunder duties for us- if you remember racetraitor and kill the slavemaster than you know this kid can play crazy good- think heavy. hopefully, we will still be on the bloodlet show in march to unleash the new fury. we’ll then look at our touring schedule and all.

do you have people in your life that are just too nice to you? it drives me insane. they just do shit for you all the time regardless of what going on, they’ll always be there?

anyways, this one made no sense. i promise i’ll give you a better one soon.

i’m gone like virginity on prom night.

petey

ps- count chocula is just cocopuffs with marshmallows in it, don’t believe the hype.

February 24, 2002

“even if i crashed my car into a wall or weighed myself to the bottom of the sea-”

i would still find a way to disappoint you.

dude. i have to say matt fox is one of the nicest guys in hardcore hands down. we went to shai hulud the other night and those guys were so cool. we talked about playing some shows together and other nerdy stuff. my friend tony plays drums for them now too which is rad- if you see them harass him for arma angelus. word.

we’re practicing this week and recording some stuff on sunday for our friend philly shawn’s comp. if you get a chance go check out the site www.spookcityusa.com - shit is fresh.

badjournal entry. sorry i am in a good mood. nothing to bitch about. i’ll catch you peeps later.

twenty years from now- arma angelus reunion:

chris- the dude will be like 47 and saying he’s still 19. the fonz isn’t cool when he’s old and fat.

adam- still pissed at the world. teaching a class or leading a cult, choose your own adventure.

todd- rocking out in some shitty bar with the killing tree- still.

pete- lives at home with his parents. goes to shows where the girls stay the same age. seriously it’s not cool, he is still in college.

andy- in jail for something or another. keeps the edge, loses his anal virginity.

still full of hate.

in between the sheets my eyes are clumsy, our limbs are tired and pretty entwined. tommorrow the phone will be a noose. goodnight is goodbye.

love pete

[ditloe]

9/365

January 9, 2023

Woke up at a good time today (9:30). Gotta shoot for 8am though so I can feel better about myself. Kona and I went out for a walk today and I went through a different neighborhood which was nice. It was very quiet, probably because it's a Monday and people were at work. I did about 6k steps during Kona's walk and finished up the rest later in the afternoon. I saw the same lady while walking Kona who made conversation with me the other day. She had a different dog with her (neighbor's dog). I really hate small talk especially when I'm just trying to have some quiet time and peacefully walk. San Lorenzo park was actually flooded today due to the rain last night. Kona and I couldn't really go around the park because some parts were flooded. Still had a very good walk though!

I think I have lost all hope in OW. I lost about 10+ comp games today... I think I really am only good with Sartaj or with another person playing with me. With randoms it is very hard to communicate (too shy to really talk in chat). I should also practice other support characters because a lot of people can kill Mercy really easily. Chris, Mikel and I played a couple Valorant games which were fun. I was doing pretty well which boosted my morale a bit. I'll be on break from OW for a bit (especially if no one can play). I'll probably be de-ranking to Gold 1 or something because of all my losses.

My kitchen flooded today... no wonder I was smelling weird things such as sewage. The garbage disposal was also acting funky so maybe that was a warning sign. I thought I fudged up somehow when washing dishes but my parents figured out it was because the previous owners didn't properly seal off a hole. All the sewage came from that hole. Also, our kitchen sink is actually clogged so tomorrow my dad will unclog it. Really hoping the smell goes away soon... it's making me nauseous. Glad we were also able to clean the kitchen fairly quickly. There was a LOT of water. During these times, it's nice having my dad around because he's a handyman and basically fixes anything. Still doesn't make up for his attitude sometimes lol.

I am very excited to finally see Chris tomorrow after being isolated for so long! We're gonna eat really good food and just enjoy eachother's presence. I have to wear a mask still around him but I'm okay with that.

Mandy and I started talking again today. It started with an IG message from me and then we started talking about our friendship. I even told her that I was to blame because of our fallout. She went into more detail about how her and Christian are doing. I'm happg for them and truly just want to forget the past. Not really forget it but just forgive. I'm too young to be holding grudges or letting things get the best of me. I'm glad we're talking again because she really is my childhood bestfriend and has known me the longest. I'd hate to see our friendship go to waste. Hopefully we'll be able to rekindle our bond and hang out more! I want to be a good friend and maybe even a better one to all of my friends this year. I want to set some time to hang with them and really bond with them.

I also have to keep in mind my budget and how I can still spend quality time with friends without spending so damn much lol. I need a better job maybe... that'll solve all my problems. But more work sounds ew and I already can't stand driving so far to work only 2 days...

Steps: 10k

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Chapter 65

Candice was setting food on the plates. Without answering Amanda, she placed a plate in front of both of them. “We’ll talk about that later. You two need to eat up.”

David’s plate was a healthy cut of seasoned salmon and long-stemmed green beans. Amanda’s plate was buttery mashed potatoes, a hot roll, and three big pieces of crispy, fried chicken.

Amanda was confused. “Wow, this looks great, but I would really rather have something more like what you made Davi—”

Before Amanda could finish, Candice placed a big slice of chocolate cake down next to her plate and, almost out of nowhere it seemed, dropped a big scoop of vanilla ice cream on top.

“Oh, I really couldn’t—” Amanda began.

“Eat.”

That was all Candice said and Amanda and David immediately stopped talking and began devouring their dinner. The meal went by in a blur but when Amanda was finished stuffing her now-greasy face, she found that she was alone in the kitchen. She was so wrapped up in eating that she didn’t even notice that Candice had taken David into the kitchen to give him a backrub. He was smiling with his eyes closed as if he was floating on a cloud. She wanted to go in there and break them up but her stomach was so full she could hardly move. Instead, she sat there with ice cream running down her chin wondering what she had just invited into her home. Amanda woke up to the sound of the front door slamming closed. She groggily rubbed her eyes as she listened David’s car starting up outside. Looking around, confused, she found that she alone in the bed. She glanced out the window just in time to see David’s car backing out of the driveway and speeding off to work. Amanda usually woke up with him but she was in such a food coma from that heavy dinner last night that she must’ve slept in accidentally.

I’m going to have to run 10 miles today to burn off those calories, she thought.

Dressed for work, she headed downstairs and was greeted with the smell of bacon frying on the stove and a pile of steaming, buttery, syrupy pancakes sitting on a plate on the table.

“Time for breakfast!” came Candice’s cheery voice. Amanda noticed right away how beautiful Amanda looked, even after cooking all morning. But her attention quickly came back to the awkwardness of having to tell Candice that she wasn’t going to be eating anything. I guess I really need to explain to her how we eat around here, Amanda thought.

“Candice, this looks great and I really appreciate your hard work, but I really can’t have—”

“Sit down and eat it all,” Candice said flatly.

Amanda smiled and sat down. She stabbed through 7 layers of pancakes and cut out a big chunk then it disappeared down her throat. “This is really good, Candice.” Candice nodded, smirking and said she knew. Amanda didn’t even catch herself when she lifted the empty plate up to her mouth and licked all the syrup and runny butter off. When she sat the plate down, a new plate with a stack of bacon landed in front of her. “Oh, Candice, I really counldn’t—”

“Shut up and eat it all.”

Amanda clamped her mouth shut, smiled and nodded, then got to eating. When she was done she leaned back in her chair as Candice sat across from her. “How was it, Amanda?” Candice asked, staring her down.

Amanda wiped her sticky mouth with a napkin. “Delicious, but I’m going to have to have a really good workout after work. I imagine I’ll lap the whole neighborhood four times!” She laughed a bit, trying to lighten up Candice’s stoic mood.

Candice shook her head, smiled, and spoke sweetly, “Oh Amanda, I don’t think you have time for all of that tonight. Isn’t that right?”

Amanda furrowed her brow. “I guess I don’t.” She shrugged and started to get up from the table, “I suppose I could push it to tomorrow.”

“No,” Candice said sternly. Amanda froze and they stared at each other. Candice went back to her soft, sweet tone, “You simple don’t have time to exercise from now on. Isn’t that right?”

Amanda hated to admit it, but it was true. Exercising just couldn’t compete with her time spent on… Well, she couldn’t think of what was preventing her from keeping her exercise routine going but it was definitely time to call it quits. “Yeah, you’re right. I guess that’s just behind me now.”

“I think you know what needs to be done,” Candice said slowly.

Amanda thought for a bit then it came to her. She nodded and smiled at her maid, “Oh, right. Yeah, I’ll take care of that on the way out to work.”

Candice beamed, “Good to hear it!”

On her way out the door, Amanda had collected all of her workout gear. All her sports bras, yoga pants, running shoes, headphones… Everything. “Off to work!” she called to Candice, her arms overflowing with workout clothes.

“Make sure you raid the snack machine all day!” Candice called back from the other room.

“Will do!” Amanda answered without questioning the odd command from her maid.

She walked out to the garage and dumped all her exercise gear in the garbage. She slammed the lid shut, then got into her car without a second thought about it all and drove to work.

Candice watched from the window as Amanda drove off. She had work to do herself.

At work that day, David couldn’t shake from his mind that something was wrong. Last night was a little blurry but one thought remained in his head: Candice. He couldn’t shake the thought of the new maid, but he didn’t know why. He knew one thing: it was an uneasy feeling. Something was wrong and it had to do with Candice.

David called his wife’s cell phone and she answered. “Mmph—hellomph.”

“Amanda?” David asked. He heard what sounded like chewing on the other end and finally his wife’s clear voice came though.

“Sorry, I was eating the last of my Milky Ways.”

David shook his head, “Something’s wrong.”

Hearing it out loud surfaced something in Amanda. Something was wrong. “I know, but what is it?”

David knew. “It’s the maid. It’s Candice.”

Amanda pulled open a small bag of BBQ chips and shoved a handful in her mouth. “Yeah. It’s definitely her. But what?”

David was lost. “I don’t know. But I think we should send her away. There’s something strange going on. I…I just can’t quite put my finger on it.”

“Mmph…well, when should we tell her?” Amanda asked, crunching loudly into the phone.

David thought about this. “Well, why not right when we get home? No point in delaying it. Just rip the band-aid off, right?”

“Okay, dear.” Amanda shoved another handful in her mouth. “I finally got around to throwing out all that workout gear this morning.”

David nodded. “Yeah, you don’t really have time for any of that. And you’re eating lots of snacks too I can hear,” he said grinning.

Amanda laughed, “Yep!”

“Good for you, hon. Alright, I’ll see you at home. I’ll probably get there first and wait on you before I bring up the bad news to Candice.”

Amanda nodded and agreed. They said their goodbyes and hung up. Amanda went to work on a 2-liter of Coke (not Diet Coke) and a pile of honey buns. She spent the work day snacking and absentmindedly tugging at the waistband of the thong under her dress as it dug into her sides. David shrugged, “I didn’t want to say anything. I mean, your butt is gigantic and I can barely fit in the bed anymore.”

Amanda threw her hands up, “I understand. Totally. The bed is yours. Just let me move some things down here and I’ll be out your way for good.” Amanda climbed the stairs and began her move. This would good for both of them. She was a little angry at herself for being so selfish for so long, but she was glad that they had Candice around now to explain things to them. When Amanda made it back downstairs, David had already eaten a sensible dinner and was relaxing in the living room with Candice. Candice laughed at the sight of Amanda carrying her alarm clock down to the living room to set up beside the couch.

“You can finish that up later, fatty. There’s about seven thick cheeseburgers in the kitchen with your name on them. Why don’t you leave us be and go fatten your ass up?” Candice asked politely.

Amanda’s heart rate picked up at the mention of “thick cheeseburgers” and she dropped what she was doing. “Perfect! Thanks, Candice!”

Candice couldn’t hold her laughter in as she told her, “You’re welcome.” “Well, I need to get ready for work.” She started to walk up the stairs but Candice stopped her.

“Wait. Come back here.”

Amanda stopped in her tracks and returned to her maid as instructed.

“I think you need the week off.”

Amanda agreed. She needed a break.

“Call the hospital and tell them you’re sick.”

Amanda liked that idea. She had plenty of vacation time that she could take whenever she liked, but making up a fake story just seemed…better somehow. Amanda made the call and felt excited to begin her vacation. “Well, that’s over with. What should we do?”

Candice smiled. “Well,” she stripped out of her clothes to reveal a sexy bikini, “I’m going to go lay out in the sun and work on my tan. I think you should give me a break from being the maid for a bit and fold all this laundry.”

Amanda nodded sympathetically, “You have been working hard these past two days. Enjoy!” She turned and immediately began work.

Candice headed out the backdoor, calling out before closing it, “When you’re done eat both of those boxes of waffles with plenty of butter and syrup, then eat that tub of ice cream.” Amanda nodded and said okay with a smile. “The house needs to be vacuumed and dusted too.”

Candice spent the afternoon relaxing while her employer worked around the house. By the time David got home from work, Amanda was a sweaty mess while Candice spent the night slinking around the house in her bikini. Her and David watched a movie in the living room that evening while Amanda prepared dinner for them. She kept a 2-liter of Coke on the counter and took swigs every now and then before popping a handful full of chips or a fun-sized candy bar in her mouth. When it was bedtime, Candice reminded Amanda that David needed his space and Amanda agreed. She stayed on the couch until after David went to work the next morning.

The week went by quickly for Amanda and by Friday, the house was looking clean as ever and she had put on 15 pounds. That afternoon before David got home, Candice said she wanted to talk with her at the kitchen table. Candice sat across from her with a big flaky blueberry pie sitting between them.

“Now, Amanda,” Candice began as she took a fork and scooped out a bite of pie before extending her arm across the table to Amanda’s mouth. Amanda opened her mouth without breaking eye contact with Candice and took the whole bite. “I think it’s time the neighbors got to know our new…arrangement.”

[sexologii]

How do you think Claire is as a player? How do you think SB is as a player? I miss a lot of live feeds so maybe you have more insight. Thank you

SB has one of my favorite games right now, i actually really disliked her game at first because during that first week i was thinking like “girl you have all the info you need to keep travis” but now looking back at it i think she made the right decision, SB is very good at just getting information from people, she gets information, she passes info along to who she needs to pass it to, she’s doing everything right, and no one says her name, everyone thinks they can trust her, except like britini but girl 💀 but yeah SB is doing great, i don’t think i have any concerns for her game right now, maybe it’s that i could see her taking Ky to the end and that would probably get her second place but it’s SO early, she’s on the right track, she was a big hand in Frenchie’s downfall this week, so to wrap that up SB dark horse social butterfly

so what i heard about Claire preseason was that she’s a survivor fan and then she became a big brother fan, and that really explains Claire, she’s a strong player but she’s playing from the passenger seat and Tiffany is driving the car, but baby this ain’t survivor, most of her connections come through Tiff so that means for the most part she can only work with and get info from people who Tiff allows her to, and as far as i know Brent/Whitney are still looking at her as their target (not entirely sure they haven’t talked much game this week other than saying fuck frenchie) she doesn’t really seem to know how to make connections outside of Tiff and SB, she is really a survivor player playing BB, in survivor you work with an alliance, y’all don’t necessarily have to get along, you have 1 to 2 close allies and you ride it out, BB is a lot less mathematical, people play with their hearts, she needs to start connecting with people, it feels like she’s a power player now but probably only because Ky is in power, like next week Tiff will still be a power player, idk if i can say the same for Claire

[georgiapeach30513]

Yeah, Me, Too

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Summary:  Posie and Jax go back to his apartment

Pairings:  Posie Rogers X Jax Teller

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  mentions of sex, mentions of Gemma, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.4K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Posie Rogers Masterlist

As soon as Posie and Jax arrive at the apartment, she’s pulling him into his bedroom. Backing up to the bed, and when her knees hit the mattress she sinks down. Grasping Jax’s flannel to pull over top of her. Her hand winds up under his shirt, and she gives him those tickling scratches that he’s grown so fond of.

With a quick thrust of his hips into her, Posie starts taking his shirt off. Her lips kissing over his tattoos, while she starts removing her own top, “Squeakers, hey, hey,” Jax speaks on her lips, but she keeps trying to remove her top, until he holds her hand. “It’s not...shit, why are you in such a rush.”

“No reason,” she tries to lie, but Jax catches her eyes moving away. Her hands move to his jeans; fingers trying to undo the button, but he pushes her hands away, “Jax, what’re you...what’s gotten into you. I thought...I mean isn’t this what we’re supposed to be doing? I came back to your place. I’m on my back.”

“Enough,” Jax sits up to roll off her. His eyes stay looking at her pretty little face, and he can see exactly what’s going on. He wants to be pissed that his mother got into her sweet head. “Where did you see her?” Posie’s eyes look down at the bed, pulling his flannel tighter around her. “The bathroom? What did she say.”

“Nothing.”

“That laying on your back line. It’s a favorite of hers.”

“I want to, though,” Jax gives her a soft smile. His hand goes behind her head, and he uses his thumb to pet softly on her chin. “I do.”

“Not like this. You’re not going to be bullied into having sex with me. What else did she say? Give you a line about how you don’t fit in with me? That I was a whore? I’ll disappoint you?”

“That’s the gist of it.”

Jax stiles at a laugh. The reason he wanted to keep his mother away from her, was this right here. “Yeah, well, I’m not going to act like I’m an alter boy. I’m sure you know. You read the paper. I’ve been arrested a few times, misdemeanors. It’s been over a year since my last arrest and charge. Yeah, I’ve been with women. They were faceless, nameless, and the whole time I just thought about you.”

“That doesn’t make me feel better, Jaxy.”

“I suppose not,” he shrugs. He’s not sure why he feels the need to fully let her know all of this. But it’s better for her to hear it from him than someone else. “If I wanted just sex, how many times do you think we could have done that? If that’s all I wanted, I wouldn’t have stopped just now. Eventually, when it’s right we’ll get there. You don’t have to prove anything to me, Pose.”

“But I want you.”

“And you’ve got me. I’m right here.”

He can see the tears in her eyes. Confusion, lust, hurt, and not at all how he imagined tonight going. “Not like this though. Like for real. You and me. I want it all.”

“You’ll get it all,” leaning forward he gives her a gentle kiss, his thumb tracing over her lips softly. His eyes flutter close when she gives the thumb a kiss. “You’re speeding through all the good parts. Am I not making you feel good?”

Nodding her head she quietly whispers, “Well, yeah, but...but I just don’t want...I don’t want you to find someone else, because I’m not...giving you what you need.”

“I told you, it’s just you. You’re giving me all I need right now, Squeakers. We’ll get there. And I don’t have a problem with waiting however long it takes. It has always been about you, that hasn’t changed,” Posie leans closer to him, and he wraps his arm tightly around her. Giving a single kiss to her head. “Don’t listen to my crazy mother. I’m not in the MC, and she thinks you’re the reason. Which you kinda are.”

“How?” Posie asks with a chuckle on his chest.

"I knew that if I was in the MC doing illegal things, I couldn't be right here with you.  Ope had already left.  At least we're together.  His dad, Piney, he's not...it's complicated and I don't want to talk about all that.  I just want to be," she leans back enough to smile up at him, giving him a kiss on his nose, and he can't help but smile at her.  "I just wanna be with you."

Posie takes his hand placing it on her chest, "You're heart's racing, Squeakers."

"I know," laying back on the bed, Posie pulls him down to her, by his shirt.  Before he can protest she presses her lips against his.  But he pulls back.  "What is it Jaxy?"

"You're speeding things up again.  I'm okay with just you snuggled up against me.  You being in bed with me, completely clothed.  Waking up with your leg around me, that hand of yours scratching my back even in your sleep."

"But..."

Jax pulls her leg over his waist.  His hand rubs along her ass, "The only butt I care about," he gives her a little slap, smiling at her, "is this butt right here.  And I'm okay with it just like this.  We're not rushing into sex because you're scared I'm going to leave you.  You got me, and I'm not letting go," reaching around his neck he pulls off his necklace with a bullet as the charm and places it around her.  "Looks better on you kid."

Lightening up the moment, Jax reaches over and starts tickling her sides.  Her face lights up, and leaning forward, he tries capturing her laughter with his lips.  Giving them little nibbles, before she pushes him on his back.  Crawling over his body to straddle him, she brings Jax’s hands above his head as she peers down at him.  "Stop," she giggles.

"What're you gonna do about it, Squeakers?"

"I'm gonna kiss my boyfriend," Jax stares up at the pretty girl with the biggest smile, "I mean..."

"Either you kiss your boyfriend, or I'm gonna kiss my girlfriend."

"Yeah?" she asks, her hands letting go of his.  

His finger wraps around his necklace dangling above him, pulling her down to him.  Right before he gives her a kiss, Jax whispers out a, "Yeah," continuing his motion to make out with his girlfriend.  His hands on either side of her face, to hold her in place, and she places her hands over his.  Her fingers tracing over his rings, before she pulls his hands down her chest.  "Squea..."

"Shh, we're not having sex, but you're allowed to touch your girlfriend," watching as she places his hand right on her breast.  Jax's eyes roll  up to meet hers before cupping the swells of tits, his thumb rubbing over her nipple.  Rolling her hips, she lets out a lewd moan.  

Giving him a head nod, before he goes to undoing his flannel, watching the worn shirt flow over her soft skin.  Pushing the material back, before taking in her body, "Posie," reaching down to the hemline of his shirt, she pulls it off his body.  Her fingers tracing the outline of his chest tattoos.  Leaning forward, she wraps her arms around him.  Giving his neck soft kisses.  "Let's go to sleep," Jax whispers, his fingers rubbing along her back.

"You wanna get us some water?" she asks crawling off of him, to start undoing her shorts, and he cocks up an eyebrow at her, "I can put your shirt back on.  Jeans aren't the most comfortable to sleep in."

"Whatever you say," Jax leans in to give her a quick kiss.  His eyes roaming all over her body, unsure of how he got so lucky to have her here.  "I'm gonna go get us some water.  Get under the covers."

Gently he closes the door to his room.  Walking out with a big smile, ignoring his friend that's nursing a bottle of beer watching tv, but his focus is now on Jax.  There's a lightness to him.  Happiness.  And while, sometimes he knows that Jax misses the MC, seeing him like this, he knows that Jax is right where he needs to be.  "Jax?"

"Jesus.  You scared the shit out of me."

"Did you?"

"No.  Gemma tried to ruin a good thing.  We're waiting, because she's worth it," he starts to head towards his door, but Opie clears his throat.  "What?"

"I like her."

With a big smile, Jax nods his head, "Yeah, me, too.  A lot."

Masterlist

[gins-potter]

Casting Thoughts

Yes, I did a long post when the rumours first dropped but hey now it’s confirmed plus we have characters descriptions, and I’m bored so let’s do this all over again people.  Under the cut because it got long

Sisi Stringer as Rose Hathaway

I said this in my other post but I’m pretty happy with Sisi as Rose.

Visually I think she’s a great fit, I love that they casted a WoC in the main role, and I think if she can bring Rose’s humour and sarcasm to the role, she’s going to do great.

The character description mentions Rose being “fiery and outspoken”, happy to jump into the action, and the strongest fighter in her class but struggling to toe the line, which is all very Rose-esque, especially in the first book.  It sounds to me like they have a good grasp on her character.

I’m a little disappointed we didn’t hear more about Rose as a character since she is the lead - it felt like the descriptions for Lissa and Dimitri both gave us a little more to go on - but it is only a very preliminary description so I’m happy to wait for more.

Daniela Nieves as Lissa Dragomir

Daniele is another one who I was happy with straight away.

She’s probably not what I imagined for Lissa visually but that’s not a bad thing either; I will be interested to see if they dye her hair a lighter colour (like a caramel-blonde) but personally that’s not something I need to see for her to be a great fit for Lissa.

I think she has a very sweet face which works well for a character like Lissa but I think she’s also going to be able to stand up in Lissa’s more fiercer moments which is nice to see as well.

The character descriptions mentions her as being “carefree and kind-hearted” who “coasts” through life until a death in the family thrusts her into a new role.  That sounds a lot like pre-series Lissa so I wonder if we’re going to see a bit of that in the show before Andre (and her parents??) die and see that change.  

It’s curious though that she’s described as the younger sister of the heir apparent - which would be Andre - so it sounds like they’ve changed it so Andre was supposed to be King.  Obviously a deviation from the books but I don’t hate it?  I don’t think it would change Lissa’s arc all that much because obviously she was always going to grow up to be an influential royal figure, this just slightly changes the dynamics of it.

The description also specifically mentions that she’s uninterested in “political machinations” and the “hypocrisy of the moroi royal society” which sounds very accurate to book!lissa as well.

All in all I’m very happy with what they’re doing with Lissa.

Keiron Moore as Dimitri Belikov

This is one who’s really grown on me since the rumoured cast list started circulating.  At first I was kind of eh about him but I can really see him as Dimitri now.

I will be curious to see if he grows out his hair or not though.

As far as I know Keiron is not Russian, there’s not a lot about him online, but there’s some instagram activity on his account linking him to UK based companies so that would be my guess as to where he’s from.  They’ve kept Dimitri’s incredibly Russian name so I guess we’re to assume Keiron might be doing an accent and they’re keeping Dimitri’s backstory relatively the same?  I’m not gonna be super mad if they change it just because I think it’s doable for him not to be Russian (I know, I know a whole book is set in Russia but lbr here they could make him from anywhere and just send Rose there in that book).

The biggest thing for me will be his chemistry with Sisi, Danila and Zoey had great chemistry (imo anyway) which saved the move a little for me, so it’ll be important that Sisi and Keiron do as well.  They’ve interacted a few times online which is cute so I’m hoping they were able to do some chemistry reads and that will translate on screen.

The character description mentions Dimitri as being “lethal, disciplined, discreet, and totally committed” as well as living by “a deep moral code” but with more going on “beneath his stoic, watchful surface” which sounds exactly like book!Dimitri to me.

They don’t really specify what his role at St Vlad’s is going to be but they do mention that he is a guardian so I’m assuming they’re keeping some sort of age gap between him and Rose.  They also don’t mention anything about their relationship in the description, be it student/teacher, platonic, romantic, whatever, but they do say he has “an expansive spirit that could threaten to expose the underlying tension between his sense of what’s right and his formal duty to the Moroi.” which seems like a nod to their relationship.

Andre Dae-Kim as Christian Ozera

This was one of my favourite casting choices from the original rumoured cast list and I still love it.

The idea of a non-white Christian makes a lot of sense to me and I think Andre could do a great job of Christian’s aloofness (in the first book) as well as his sarcasm and growing confidence across the other books.

His character description confuses me a bit though: “Intelligent and thoughtful, Christian is the pariah of the school and royal court, due to his parents’ unforgivable societal sins.” sounds accurate enough to the book (although idk if thoughtful is quite the word I’d use for Christian - maybe they mean it in the sense that he’s quiet and keeps to himself?).

Even “Well-read and hungry for knowledge” doesn’t sound that far off, idk if he was *that* particularly studious in the books, but it doesn’t necessarily not make sense either you know?

But “he searches for faith-based answers and discovers a kindred spirit who is also looking for the truth” ??? My cynical, irreverent asshole Christian is now a man of faith? I’m assuming Lissa is the “kindred spirit” (again weird word choice but maybe they mean she’s feeling lost because of the death of her family?) but I just cannot see Christian as being particularly religious.

I’m trying to keep an open mind about these changes because you never know they might play out totally different on screen, but I really hope they didn’t make these changes, particularly that Christian is studious and religious, just because they cast an Asian actor as him (because they feel a little like Asian stereotypes).

J August Richards as Victor Dashkov

This is one that didn’t appear on the original rumoured cast list (as far as I saw) and it’s so different to his description in the books that I kind of don’t have an opinion about it as a casting choice.

I’ve never seen him in anything before so purely on a visual level I think he could be a great fit for Victor, I just think it’ll really come down to how he plays it.

As for this character description: “Victor is a Moroi noble vampire with a heart of gold who’s highly regarded for his role as advisor and political strategist to Moroi dignitaries.” as well as mentioning that he has intelligence and influence, sounds pretty accurate to the book.  Obviously if Andre was the heir to the throne, Victor had to be shifted out of that role, but I think his book 1 arc could still work if they wanted it to.

The “heart of gold” bit obviously made me chuckle and I really hope they threw it in there as a kind of decoy to throw non-book-readers off the fact that he’s actually the villain in book 1/s1.

As for giving him a husband and two daughters, my thoughts are: why the fuck not? He didn’t have a love interest in the original books and I’m always down for more lgbtq+ rep.  My only concern is it maybe playing into the trope of evil/villain characters being queer-coded.  And as for having two daughters, well as long as one of them is Natalie I don’t mind.

Anita-Joy Uwajeh as Tatiana Vogel

Okay this is the most bizarre one imo, not because of the casting, but just the character description.

I mean “Tatiana is a Moroi vampire and political underdog who slowly takes the royal court by storm. Motivated by love and a sense of justice, Tatiana has a unique skill of making herself seem of no consequence until we realize much too late that she was always the one to watch.” sounds extremely Tasha Ozera to me, so like why not just make this character Tasha?  Nothing about this sounds like Tatiana, and Tatiana wasn’t even a Vogel anyway (well Vogel wasn’t even one of the 12 royal families), she was an Ivashkov.

In terms of Anita-Joy herself, well I mean we don’t really have a character to compare her to, is she supposed to be more like Tasha or Tatiana?  She looks fairly young, so my guess is actually on Tasha, but we’ll have to wait to see I guess.

Mia McKenna-Bruce as Mia Karp

This is another one that I was instantly a fan of.

I was so not a fan of Mia’s casting in the movie (I can’t even remember who played her tbh but I really didn’t like it) so this Mia is a lot closer to how I imagine her.

I think she’ll be able to carry Mia’s transformation from bratty social-climber to badass fighter really well.

The character description is interesting though.  “Witty, cutting, and just the right kind of ruthless when necessary, non-Royal Mia has a long-term plan to social climb her way into the ranks of royalty, with all the privilege and freedom that entails.” sound pretty bang on to Mia in the first book.

“A plan complicated by her instant chemistry with Meredith, a Guardian-in-training, as Mia struggles to reconcile her attraction to Meredith with her lowly status.” is an obvious deviation though, and one I kind of love???  Give me all the queer rep, and if we get to see Mia confront the issue of comp-het I’m so here for it.  

It’s kind of funny though because I’ve seen theories that Meredith is a replacement for Eddie and Mia/Eddie has always been my sort of rarepair ship.

The last name Karp is weird af though.  Is she supposed to be Sonya’s daughter?  And if that’s the case I wonder if we’re going to actually see Sonya turn Strigoi in the show’s first season or something and that triggers the change in Mia?  Interesting concept but I’m not sure how the timeline will work.

Rhian Blundell as Meredith

So this is another new one, and tbh I hadn’t given Meredith *that* much though in the past but she’s probably close to how I would have pictured her which is cool.

The elephant in the room with this casting is that Meredith’s role in the books was relatively minor - she was just kind of that character that got brought up whenever R.M needed a dhampir who wasn’t Rose/Dimitri/Mason/Eddie.  So clearly she’s going to have a bigger role in the tv show which I don’t mind but I do wonder if we’re going to lose a character - probably Eddie lbr - in order to have her.  They haven’t casted an Eddie yet as far as we know, but I have seen it pointed out that Eddie’s role in book 1 was pretty small so maybe they just aren’t announcing it.  But there’s also the possibility that maybe Meredith will sort of replace Eddie and be the third part of Rose and Mason’s friendship.

I’m very interested by this part of her character description though, “She has little patience for Rose’s volatility or Mia’s elitism, and regularly calls both of them out.”

Jonetta Kaiser as Sonya Karp

I don’t necessarily dislike Jonetta as Sonya but I am confused by this choice.  She looks fairly young, which tbf Sonya was young-ish I guess, but if Mia is supposed to be her daughter she doesn’t look old enough to have a teenaged daughter.  So maybe Sonya and Mia are sisters? Cousins? Just have each other’s last names for no reason? I really don’t know.  They also look nothing alike.

Other than that, I don’t really have an opinion about Jonetta as Sonya.  Obviously looks nothing like how Sonya was described but that’s not new nor a massive concern for me.  

I can’t really tell just from looking at her, and I haven’t seen her in anything, if she would play a good Sonya.  I think with a lot of the characters it’s going to come down to the personality they bring to the part and the writing.

I looooooove her character description though:  “Quiet, careful and decidedly odd, Sonya is not of royal bloodline and sits out on the fringe of Moroi society, preferring to spend her time in the library or her gardens. Not a person who likes a scene, nonetheless she has a quiet but profound power of her own. She is taken by surprise when a Dhampir Guardian named Mikhail shows interest in her, a relationship that will expose both the brightest and darkest parts of her heart.”  It’s everything I would probably want from a description of Sonya and I’m more and more convinced that we’re going to see Sonya’s descent into madness and transformation into a Strigoi play out in maybe the first season which I am so curious how they’re going to work into the timeline.

Andrew Liner as Mason Ashford

Our last one and another one who doesn’t look remotely like his description but again? Not a surprise and not a problem for me.  He looks like he could play Mason’s goofiness really well as well as be a solid contender for a love interest for Rose.

“Charming, loyal and popular, Mason is Rose’s main competition in the quest to become the No. 1 Guardian-in-training. Though their relationship is casual on her side, he is hopeful she will finally look at him and see him as something more.” His character description makes a lot of sense, maybe him being Rose’s main competition is a bit of a deviation? But I think that’s more an indication that he’s supposed to be a strong fighter which isn’t inaccurate to the books.  The rest sounds great.

Other Thoughts

Descriptions of the show specifically mention friendship and classism as major themes which I am very happy to hear about because those are the two parts of VA that I love the most.

Am a little more worried about it being described as “sexy” though, if they shove a whole bunch of meaningless sex scenes in it just because it’s a YA show I’m not gonna be happy.

Seen the show compared to “Game of Thrones” and “Bridgerton” which at first had me like oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck not good not good not good.  But thinking about it more and trying to understand where Plec’s coming from with that description I wonder if means similar to GoT as in the cut-throat nature of the Moroi/Dhampir society cause I can kind of see that.  And as for Bridgerton I wonder if she’s referring to the kind of social-climbing aspects of it, because again that makes sense and it seems like a theme she really wants to concentrate on.  I hope that’s what she means by those comparisons, or that she just wants to compare it to popular shows to get people to watch it.  The worst would be if she tries to throw in a lot of unnecessary sex scenes to make it like those shows, because I hate when they do that, especially when the characters are teenagers.

Interesting to hear that Plec has known about the series since before Twilight or TVD - not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

Seems like it’s actually mostly (or all??) written by Marguerite MacIntyre which is interesting because I know people were worried about Julie Plec - I’ve never watched anything by either of them so I’m neutral at this point.

[talesofarcadia78]

Sorceress of Arcadia || Gnome Your Enemy

Summary: Y/n Lake is Jim Lake's older sister. She discovers  that she is sorceress and her brother is the Trollhunter. She and the Trollhunters go on adventures together, they save trolls and humans. Along the way, a friend becomes more than just a friend and discovers their secrets.

Warning: None 

Word count: 5,784

Tags: @lunariasilver

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“For centuries, the troll and human worlds stood seperate and at peace, divided by bridges that acted as doorways between our two realms. But the Gumm-Gumms wanted to devour all of mankind. They were led by Gunmar ‘the Black’. The rest of trollkind fought against him, culminating in the great Battle of Killahead Bridge, the portal to Gunmar’s Darklands. After many moons, good triumphed over evil, and our great Trollhunter, Deya ‘the Deliverer’, lock Gunmar away, exiling him to the Darklands, and sealed the Killahead Bridge with the sacred amulet. After, we tore it apart, stone by stone. We left the old world in search for peace. We stowed away on a ship called the Mayflower, just a handful of us and some gnomes we’d brought along for companionship and nourishment. Finally, we arrived in a strange and exotic realm,” Blinky explained. 

“New Jersey,”Aaarrrgghh commented.

“We kept walking. Eventually, we came across a new Heartstone, and we realised we had found a new home… under Arcadia,” Blinky finished as you heard Jim snoring.

Blinky groaned and walked over to Jim. He slammed the book in front of his face.

Jim startled up, "¡Lo siento, Señor Draal! ¡No me mates!"

You had done Spanish in middle school, so you knew what he had just said.

"I'm sorry Mr. Draal! Please don't kill me!"

You giggled at his outburst. Jim glared at you quickly before he turned his attention to Blinky.

"The training of troll history might seem like a minor duty, Master Jim, but--" Bliny started to explain but was cut off by Jim.

"Sorry, I pulled an all-nighter studying for my Spanish Comprehension exam and my brain is muy gooey. I don't know. I guess I thought if I'm facing Draal in a week, my training would be a little more… active" Jim yawned, standing up.

"Yeah, like, when is he going to learn Troll-kwondo? Or Rock-itsu?" Toby inquired.

"Well, Jim has to learn why he fights, so it's kinda important to learn this," you explained.

"Miss y/n is correct. Before one fights, Toby D., one must understand why one fights. For these precious early steps will decide whether a young Trollhunter will become a Deya ‘the Deliverer’…" Blinky explained.

"Or Unkar ‘the Unfortunate’," Aaarrrgghh added.

"Well, tomorrow, my Spanish exam is with Señor Uhl ‘the Unforgiving’. My main concern is for my immediate future," Jim informed Blinky.

"A-ha! But, to learn what will happen in the future, one must only look to the past," Blinky explained.

"Ugh!"

"I recommend A Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore by the venerable Bedehilde. Volume one of 47," Blinky recommended.

"Wow, that's a big book," you commented as Blinky gave Jim the book.

Due to the book being so big, Jim struggled to hold it. He eventually got a good hold of the book. Jim placed his Spanish textbook on top of the other book.

"Okay, but if I don't pass the exam, I'm grounded and I can't be the Trollhunter. Sorry, Blinky, but the amulet chose me, and now I have two lives to keep up," Jim explained.

Then, Bagdwella came running in stopping in front of you, panting.

"Are you okay Bagdwella?" you asked, putting your hand on her shoulder.

She shook your hand off, not wanting your comfort.

"Oh, no. Is it the Heartstone?" Blinky panicked.

"No! No!" Bagdwella denied.

"Stalkling?" Aaarrrgghh asked.

"Is Gunmar out?" you also asked.

Jim gave you a look that said 'Who's Gunmar?". You just rolled your eyes in response. He really should've been paying attention to Blinky's lecture.

"Is Bular in Trollmarket?" Jim guessed.

"No! Gnome! Rogue gnome!" Bagdwella yelled, her voice echoing throughout the Forge.

The six of you walked to Bagdwella's shop to investigate what the matter was.

"Get your toasters here!" a random troll exclaimed.

"First, I couldn't find my monocle, then my collection of bed coils. Now something disappears every minute!" Bagdwella explained.

Suddenly, a gnome whizzes past, stealing an item and making Bagdwella fall over.

"Ah, yes. Gnome," Blinky said, lending his hand to Bagdwella, but she slaps his hand away and gets up herself.

"Oh, dirty little pests. Up to last week, the glue traps were working fine," Bagdwella said, showing you all a skeleton of a gnome.

Just before you could say something, the gnome snatches the skeleton, making everyone gasp.

"Fix it, Trollhunter!" she begged.

"Uh yeah, I'm really sorry about that. See you need a gnome-catcher, and I'm well, the Trollhunter, so--" Jim explained, but got cut off by Blinky.

"Oh no, Master Jim. The Trollhunter cannot refuse the call. And what better a call for you to train with than a pint-sized quarry?" he explained, coming up behind Jim.

"Blinky's right, Jim. This'll be a start to your Trollhunting. Plus, I think the task will be easy for you," you agreed.

You heard rapid footsteps around you, then a guitar play. You all try to look for where the sound was coming from. When you did, the gnome revealed itself. The gnome started to play his guitar once again and started to sing.

"He's trying to distract us! Hold tight to your valuables," Blinky warned.

"Well, I don't need to hold onto anything, I got nothing valuable," you chuckled.

"Yeah, right," Jim scoffed.

"Seriously, I don't have anything valuable. Unless if you consider my a hundred year old phone 'valuable'," you retorted.

"Okay, maybe you don't have anything valuable," Jim agreed.

Then the two of you see Toby going up to the gnome.

"Why? He can't be that bad," Toby chucked, clapping.

Before you knew it, the gnome had taken Toby's belt.

"Oh, no! My belt!" Toby cried. Then he sighed, "At least he didn't take my Nougat Nummy."

"Uh, Tobes, I don't think you should--" you warned Toby, as he took out his favourite chocolate out of his pocket, only to be taken by the gnome.

Toby gasped, "We need to catch that gnome."

All of you tried to catch the gnome, but he was way to fast for you. One time, Jim had caught him, but somehow, it escaped from his grasp. Jim then realised that his amulet got thieved.

"Oh no!" Blinky cried.

Jim and you chased after the gnome until it went behind a wardrobe. Aaarrrgghh pushes the wardrobe aside to reveal a small hole, which the gnome was probably hiding in.

"Hole," Aaarrrgghh stated.

"Yes, it appears the plot quite literally deepens," Blinky said, looking into the hole.

Jim slides his hands through the hole opening, hoping that his amulet would come back to him.

"Come back, come back. Shouldn't the amulet be coming back to me right now?" Jim questioned.

"Dolefully, that rule only applies if you've rejected it. When thieved, it's another story. If you had read A Brief Recapitulation you would have known that," Blinky explained.

"Technically, Jim didn't even have time to read the book, since you know, we're right now doing some Trollhunting business," you pointed out.

Jim gave you a quick smile, before Bagdwella spoke up.

"Some Trollhunter you are. Jim ‘the Baby Handed’.”

You glared at Bagdwella, as she snatched a bag of food from Toby.

I'd like to see how good you are at being the Trollhunter.

You turned your gaze over to Jim and Blinky.

"Master Jim, press on. This is not the moniker you want," Blinky said.

"What else can I do? I can't fit in that hole," Jim shrugged.

"Hmm, currently," Blinky thought.

"Bad idea," Aaarrrgghh warned.

"What's a bad idea?" you asked, but no one answered the question.

"No Trollhunter has ever lost his amulet. We'll need time to procure the Furgolator," Blinky argued.

"Uh, the Furgolator?" Jim doubted.

"Uh, don't you worry about anything, Master Jim. tend to your studies. We'll watch over the hole. Tomorrow, you'll return refreshed to deal with this, uh... little problem," Blinky said, and the three of us headed to the surface.

Toby and Jim headed to Arcadia Oaks High, while you headed the opposite direction to Arcadia Oaks Academy.

Once you had gotten your books, Izzy and Rachael both ran up to you.

"Y/n! Guess what just happened!" Rachael exclaimed.

"Uhh, you won the state lottery?" you replied.

"Nope, way better," Rachael denied.

"What can be better then winning the state lottery?" you asked, getting a bit curious.

"I got into the state math comp!" Racheal squealed.

"Wow! That's great, Rachael. So, when are you going?" you asked.

"Tomorrow, that's why I was texting you the other day, I wanted to hang out with my two besties before I headed off to the competition," Rachael replied.

"Oh, sorry about that, I was... busy," you said.

"Well, are you free after school?" Izzy asked.

You thought about it, you didn't need to go to Trollmarket or have any other plans.

"Yeah, I'm free," you nodded.

"Great! We'll meet at Sam's at 4, then we'll go from there," Rachael said.

You nodded. Suddenly the bell rang, making you jump a little.

"See you guys at lunch," you called, as you ran to your first class.

As you took a seat, you noticed that everyone was focused on the board. You glanced at the board to see everyone's name with a bunch of classes next to them. You searched for your name and saw your classes. You had chemistry, biology, calculus, literature, geography and history as your subjects for the next semester. Then, you noticed a certain name that you had not been expecting to have the same classes as you, well except biology. Tyler. You heard someone sit down beside you.

"Hey, y/n," it spoke.

You turned to see none other than, Tyler.

"Hi, Tyler," you smiled.

"I guess we have almost the same classes. What a coincidence, right?" Tyler chuckled.

"Ha, yeah," you commented.

"Hey, wanna sit next to each other in classes, you know since you'll be the only person I know," Tyler requested.

You hesitated. You didn't know Tyler that well, and seeing his anger the other day in the cafeteria, you weren't so sure.

Then you were saved by the bell.

"I'll see you in class Tyler, and I'll think about it," you said, rushing out of class.

You headed towards the lower office, since you needed your new timetable. As you were walking to the lower office you bumped into a certain emo-boy.

"Sorry," the two of you apologised.

You looked up at the person, to see Douxie.

"Oh, hey, Douxie!" you smiled.

"Hey, y/n! Going to get your new timetable?" Douxie asked.

"Yep," you responded.

The two of you got your new timetable. The two of you looked at each other's timetable, wondering if you had any classes with each other.

"Hey, we have mostly the same class, except instead of geography, I have economics," Douxie pointed out.

"Cool!" you said.

"Wanna head to class together?" he asked

You nodded and the two of you headed to class.

When you entered the classroom, you noticed two seats at the back of classroom weren't occupied so you nudged Douxie. Once you had gotten his attention, you pointed to the seat and headed there.

Once the two of you had taken a seat, you saw Tyler walking in. You groaned.

"You okay, love?" Douxie asked.

"Tyler wants me to it next to him in every class. It's a coincidence that he has all the same classes as me," you explained.

"Ahh. Understood. You can sit with me in every class then, well, except for geography of course. You'll have to deal with him then, but other than that, you can always sit with me," Douxie offered.

"Thank you," you grinned.

Soon after, Tyler started looking around the room. When his eyes fell on you, you were in a deep conversation with Douxie.

"Wait, so your actual name is Hisirdoux?" you asked.

"Yeah, I have no idea why, but it's my name!" Douxie nodded.

"It sounds very 12th century," you commented.

"I know right!" Douxie exclaimed.

From the corner of your eyes, you could see Tyler fuming at Douxie.

Huh? Why does he look mad at Douxie?

You thought he was going to come up to Douxie and start arguing with him, but instead he took a seat at the front of the class, right in front of the teacher's desk.

After a few minutes, your class started.

You had a hard time figuring out what the teacher was saying, since she had a very quite voice, luckily, she was only a substitute. The actual teacher was just away on leave because he was sick.  

After an hour, the bell rang to indicate next class, which was calculus, great. You sucked at calculus and science. You and Douxie headed together to calculus, avoiding Tyler.

The next two lessons kinda sucked, they all just introduced your new teacher's and what you're going to be learning for the next semester. Luckily for history, you had an assignment not an exam.

Soon, the bell rang for lunch.

While, you and Douxie were walking to the cafeteria, you were suddenly surrounded by all of Douxie's friends. Well, band mates.

"Hey, Douxie! How'd all your new classes go so far?" Henry asked.

"They went good. I found a friend that's doing the same classes as me," Douxie replied, gesturing towards you.

"Hey," you shyly waved.

"Wait, you're the girl that Douxie brought back stage at our last concert, right? Y/n, was it?" Jason recognised.

"Yep, that's me," you confirmed.

"Well, we're going over to the band room to practice, wanna come?" Jason asked both of you.

"Sure, why not. I'll just grab some food," Douxie replied. "Y/n, I'll grab you some food as well, you head over to the band room with the other's."

"Oh, no. I don't want to disturb you guys with your practice, I'll find my other friends," you denied.

"You're not going to disturb us, in fact, you can give us some feedback!" Jack said.

"But, I promised my friends that I'll sit with them today," you mentioned.

"What about, you and Douxie find your friends, and bring them to the band room? We really need someone else's point of view of our music," Jason suggested.

You thought about it for a moment.

Izzy wanted to meet the Ash Dispersal Pattern for a while now, and Rachael, well, she can make some new friends, since she doesn't really hang out with anyone else other than you and Izzy.

"Okay," you agreed.

"Great!" Jason exclaimed, walking away with the rest of the band.

You and Douxie saw your two best friends in the line to get food.

"Yo y/n! Where were you?" Izzy asked as she saw you going up to them.

"Just talking with Douxie's band. Want to go meet them? They're in the band room. They said that you guys can come," you offered.

"Oh, you had me at 'Douxie's band'," Izzy grinned.

"Just let us grab some food first, "Douxie said, walking into line, pulling you along.

After grabbing some food, you all walked over to the band room, getting welcomed by a lot of laughter.

"What's so funny?" Douxie asked, grabbing a seat for you and your friends before grabbing one for himself.

"Nothing, it's an inside joke. You won't understand," Henry said.

"Okay..." Douxie nodded, getting a bit suspicious, sitting down. "Anyways, meet Rachael and Izzy."

Rachael shyly waved, while on the other hand, Izzy waved very energetically. You instantly saw Jason blush when Rachael waved at him while she also blushed.

Who knew, Rachael had charm. She's usually not the type to get involved with the boys and crushes that much.

"Looks like we have a fan," Jack pointed out, looking at Izzy energetically waving at them.

"I'm your biggest fan! I go to every single one of your concerts!" Izzy beamed. "Well, I couldn't make it to your concert last week. But other than that, I've been to every single one!"

You, Rachael and the entire band laughed at her enthusiasm.

After getting introduced to one another and getting autograph from every single ban member, they started to practice.

"Wow, Jason is good," Rachael commented.

"Of course you'd say that. You have a crush on him," you teased.

"I do not!" she retorted.

"Sure," you and Izzy smirked.

After about 10 minutes, you heard the door open. You glanced towards the door to see Tyler.

"Hey guys!" Tyler waved.

"Hey, Tyler! Wanna practice?" Jack said.

"Jack, I don't see any of our guitarists away right now. There's no point," Douxie claimed.

"Well, Douxie, I see you're getting a bit tired of playing. Tyler can fill you in while you rest," Jack said.

"I'm not tired," Douxie stated.

"Uh, Doux, not to be rude, but you're kinda missing some chords and not keeping up with the beat," Henry commented.

"What?! I'm not missing any chords! You guys are just going faster than you're meant to!" Douxie exclaimed.

"And you're getting a bit short tempered," Henry added under his breath, but you all heard it.

"I am not getting short tempered!" Douxie fumed.

"Yeah, dude, take a pill and chill. Y/n, can you take Douxie for some fresh air?"Jason requested, snatching the guitar off of Douxie and handing it to Tyler.

"Sure," you nodded, lightly pushing Douxie out the room.

As you closed the door, Douxie started walking down the hallway. You ran up to him and made him slow down.

"Douxie, are you okay?" you asked.

"I'm fine. Those guys over there are just going faster," Douxie grumbled.

"They're not, Doux. You just need to take a break," you advised.

"I don't need to take a break, they need to take a break," Douxie scoffed.

"Doux, this is not you. This is not the person I have met and befriended with," you said.

"Well, this is me! Get used to it!" Douxie yelled, stopping in his tracks.

Your eyes widened at the tone of his voice, making you step back away from him.

Douxie's eyes widened at what he just said to you.

"I-I'm sorry y/n, I didn't mean that at all. I've just been so stressed out lately. I just exploded," he apologised.

You smiled at him, putting your hand on his shoulder, "It's okay. Everyone has those days. You know you can talk to me about it you know?"

"Thank you, y/n. It means a lot," Douxie smiled.

"We should probably head back," you reminded.

"Yeah," he agreed.

The two of you headed back into the band room, getting greeted to everyone just chilling.

"Hey, y/n, Douxie," everyone said.

You noticed that Tyler had left.

"Is Douxie...?" Jack questioned.

You nodded and took a seat next to Izzy.

"What happened to band practice?" Douxie asked.

"Stopped a few minutes ago. We were discussing on hanging out this afternoon," Izzy informed. "Y/n's already coming, what about you Hisirdoux?"

"I'm free. And how do you know my actual name?" he inquired.

"Your mates here told us," Izzy explained.

"We're meeting at Sam's at 4," Henry told Douxie.

Soon after, the bell rang for class.

After three hours, you headed to your bike and peddled home.

You finished up some chores and waved goodbye to your brother and headed off to Sam's.

Once you met with the others, you all headed over to Lucia to watch Danger House 2: More House, More Danger. You were going to sit with Izzy and Rachael but there were seat numbers, so you didn't have much of a choice. You ended up sitting at the end of the row next to Douxie. The two of you shared popcorn while watching the movie. At times, you didn't want to see a scene, so you hid your face in Douxie's shoulder. While you weren't looking, the others snuck some photos of you two, especially when you hid you face in his shoulder.

After the movie, all of you headed across town to The Bluff to watch the sunset. Everyone hated the bike ride up the steep hill, but surprisingly, you didn't. It was kinda easy for you.

Must be the advantage of running from danger.

In the end, the ride up the hill was worth it, since you all got to see a beautiful sunset afterwards. As everyone was enjoying the sunset, taking pictures and goofing around, you saw Douxie leaning against a rock, staring at his phone. You strolled over to him and leaned against the rock with him.

"You know, you can't enjoy the sunset without, y'know, looking at it," you told him.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I know. I'm just looking at something," he mumbled, not taking his eyes of his phone.

You peeked over his shoulder to see what exactly he was looking at.

He was looking at his email, more specifically, emails about bills. The numbers weren't huge, but if you're Douxie that worked 2 jobs and hardly got tipped, that would be a lot.

"You worried about the bills?" you whispered, making sure no one heard.

He nodded. "I don't know how I'm going to pay all this. Thankfully, I requested the companies to give me more time to pay them. I got a few extra months, but I don't think that'll be enough."

You nodded, trying to think a way you could help your blue-tipped friend.

"Do you have any extra rooms in your apartment?" you asked.

"No, but I do have a lot of space in the bedroom. I’ve got two double beds that have been lying around," he explained.

"What if you get a roomie? Like they would give you rent every week, while you provide them shelter, food, etc.," you suggested.

"That's a great idea!" he beamed. "Thanks! I'll start to work on your plan tomorrow!"

"I'll come to help," you offered.

"Oh no. I don't want you putting time aside for me," he denied.

"I'm not, I have a lot of free time. And even if I did, it would be worth it. Helping a friend is always worth my time," you said.

"Okay. I'll text you my address and tell you what time you can come over. Probably on the weekend, but I'll just text you," he explained.

You nodded.

"Now, let's enjoy the view."

After the sun had set, you all rode over to Stuart's Taco Truck. Jason, Jack, and Rachael all went to get the burritos, while Douxie, Izzy and you chatted, waiting for your friends.

"So, y/n, have you been thinking about what you'll be doing after graduation?" Izzy asked.

"Uh, I don’t know. Maybe go to college, like every person does?" you guessed.

"Wow, I'm just gonna get a job and do that, it's just easier," Izzy said.

"Yeah. You never wanted to go to college," you agreed.

"What are you going to do, Douxie?" Izzy asked, turning her focus onto him.

"Well, I'll probably pursue my dreams of being a guitarist while having a job," Douxie replied.

"That's cool," Izzy commented.

Soon after, your burritos arrived and all of you dug in.

Once you had finished your burrito, you checked your watch to see it was starting to get late.

"Okay guys, I'm going to head back, it's getting late. I'll see you all tomorrow," you declared.

"Wait, y/n, I'll come with!" Douxie added.

You waited for Douxie to throw his rubbish in the trash and peddled your way home with him.

Before the two of you went your separate ways, Douxie thanked you for your suggestion.

"Thanks for your suggestion before, y/n."

"It's no problem."

"Well, I'll see you soon, love," he grinned, giving you a flirtatious wink along with a two-finger salute.

You blushed and returned the two-finger salute, riding your separate ways.

Once you got home, you saw Jim was finishing up washing the dishes.

"Hey, Jimbo!" you sang.

"Hey, y/n!" Jim called. "How was your hang out?"

"Good, but I'm beat. I'm heading to bed. ‘Night," you yawned and trudged to your room.

"‘Night," Jim called.

The next day after school, you, Jim and Toby headed down to Trollmarket. You were glad to take a break from everyone. Today was just not your day. Everyone from the hangout had uploaded to social media of the photos of you hiding your face in Douxie's shoulder and the both of you sharing popcorn. The post made you attract the crowd at lunch. People bombarded you with questions related to Douxie. Most of them consisted of 'Are you two together?', 'Are you a couple?' and 'How long has it been?' Luckily, Douxie came in time and saved you from the crowd, again.

You approached Blinky, Aaarrrgghh and something covered with a piece of cloth.

"Remember when I told you all Trollhunters must start small?" Blinky asks, revealing the Furgolator.

"Full disclosure, I'm a little worried how I let you talk me into this," Jim doubted.

"A 'little worried'? I'm full on concerned!" you gulped.

Blinky turns on the Furgolator, making the doors open up.

"Still bad idea," Aaarrrgghh warned.

Jim steps inside and the doors start to close, "Wait a minute. So, how does me going into this thing help me get a gnome out of a hole?"

"If a gnome won't come out, the Trollhunter must go in," Blinky informed.

"Wait, what?" Jim questioned.

"I think Blinky plans to make you small enough to fit inside that hole," you hypothesised.

"Yeah, right," Jim scoffed.

"Exactly! We often use the Furgolator to compress minerals. And now for the anthracite!" Blinky agreed.

"See?" you teased.

Jim rolled his eyes playfully, but you saw the fear in his eyes.

"But you've done this a few times on flesh and bone, right? Right?" Jim yelped.

Blinky placed the rock inside a compartment, "Not exactly." Then the machine started up, "But I'm not concerned."

"Well, that's because you are not the one trapped in this thing," Jim complained.

"Nothing to worry about, Master Jim. We work best under pressure," Blinky shouts.

"I can't see anything!" Jim coughs. "Why is there so much smoke?"

The machine started to make weird sounds. You and Toby ran to the Furgolator, trying to get it open.

"Come on, you guys gotta get him out of there!" Toby cried.

Blinky rushed over to help us, "Don't just stand there, Aaarrrgghh!"

Aaarrrgghh comes over and pulls the doors open.

"Looks like it didn't work. Hope you have a plan B," Jim began, but then realised he had shrunk.

"On the contrary," Blinky said.

"You sure we need a plan B? I think plan A worked fine," you chuckled.

"He's like an action figure!" Toby gushed.

"The Furgolator functioned perfectly!" Blinky laughed.

He picked up tiny Jim, holding him in his palm. Jim looks at his tiny figure. You quickly took out your phone and took a photo of your little brother. Jim groaned, not liking you taking photos of himself.

You all made your way to the hole that the gnome had escaped into. Blinky placed Jim just outside of the hole.

"Real subtle. ‘We've got to start small. Deal with the little problem.’ This is a huge problem! I can't be shrunk! I have exams to take! I have sinks to reach!" Jim raged.

"You have a gnome to catch. Now, onward, Master Jim, and fetch your destiny!' Blinky reminded.

Toby grabs a pencil and hands it Jim to use as a sword, "Your sword, my liege."

Jim pokes the pencil on Toby's palm, earning a yelp from him. He attempts to walk into the hole, but he falls down, earning a giggle from you. But he eventually got into the hole.

"Oh, and one last thing to know when dealing with a gnome, Master Jim, and this is of dire importance: Do not touch its hat!" Blinky forewarned.

"Of course. It's right there in A Brief Recapitulation," Jim taunted.

"You remember!"

"Of course not! Nothing in this world makes sense!" Jim yelled.

You backed away from the hole to see Vendel walk pass.

"Miss y/n, you should go and continue your training with Vendel. We will handle things here," Blinky advised.

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Completely."

You nodded and jogged over to Vendel.

"Hello, Master Vendel. Do you have time to teach me how to make objects move?" you inquired.

"Hello, Miss Lake. I am not known to any troll as 'Master', but it sounds good coming from you. And yes, I can instruct you how to make objects move," Vendel said.

The two of you walked over to the Heartstone and began your lesson.

Soon after, you could move objects easily, with just a quick gesture of your hand or finger.

"Thank you, Master Vendel!" you beamed.

"Your welcome. Next time you come, with some spare time, I will teach you something new," Vendel replied.

You nodded and jogged back over to the hole to see Toby backing away from the hole.

"Why hasn't he come out?" Toby asked, his voice full of worry.

"What happened?" you asked.

Aaarrrgghh explained to you what happened to your brother.

You all waited for Jim to come out safe and sound. You then saw the gnome walking out with Jim following behind him, wearing the gnome's hat.

'You summoned the armour and caught the gnome! Well played, Master Jim!" Blinky beamed.

You all clapped at his heroism.

"Thank you, thank you. I don't want to forget the little people," Jim smiled.

"Expedient and-" Blinky started.

"And good humoured," you finished.

"Oh my hero!" Bagdwella praised.

Toby captures the gnome into a bag and sets aside.

"And what about this shrinking stuff? When does it wear off?" Jim asked.

"Don't worry. Sleep it off. By morning, you'll be as good as new. And how you have earned it! Jim "the Gnome Slayer!" Blinky reassured.

"He was so young. There was so much music left in him," Toby commented, playing the little guitar.

You ignored him.

"All that is left is for you to take care of it," Blinky instructed.

"Wait, what? Take care of it?" Jim puzzled.

"Rule number two," Aaarrrgghh reminded.

"‘Always finish the fight’," Blinky quoted.

"And by finish... " you began.

"Deaden. End. Le coup de grâce," Blinky finished.

Aaarrrgghh moved his thumb across his throat, indicating to kill the poor gnome.

You and Jim shared worried glances. Neither of you were killers, but you had to follow the rules. But, it was up to Jim, since he was the Trollhunter.

You headed home, while Jim stayed at Toby's house.

As you opened the door, you saw your mom unpacking food.

"Hey, Mom. What are you doing?" you asked.

"Just unpacking the food I got. As you already know, I'm not a good cook, so I thought some takeaway would be good," she explained.

Soon, the two of you sat down and dug into your food.

"Y/n, where's Jim?" your mom asked.

"He's staying at Toby's place," you answered.

"Well, since he's not here, want to have some girl time?" she asked.

"I'd love to," you replied.

Once you two had finished dinner, the two of you sat down and binged watch watched Mistrial & Error together.

After a dozen or so episodes, the two of you started to play truth or dare.

"Okay, y/n… Truth or dare?" Mom asked.

"Truth," you answered.

"Hmm... so, that friend of yours, Douxie. Is he just a friend or...?" Mom questioned.

"Douxie?! He's... uh... um..." you stammered.

"And my question is answered," Mom cheered.

"What?! He's not. Uhh..." you cried.

From that, you and your Mom started to talk about your love life, more specifically, Douxie.

"I saw on one of your friends posts that you were hiding behind him during your little movie night," she said.

"It was a scary movie! Some scenes were just absolutely terrifying, so of course I’d hide behind him. That's normal," you defended.

"You could've just shut your eyes," she suggested.

"Um... well... uh..." you stuttered.

"I guess my suspicions are true," she smirked.

"Mom!" you cried.

"Okay, okay. We'll have this conversation another day. I'm tired, so I'm heading to bed, kiddo," she said, getting up from the couch.

"Me too. I need to go to school," you agreed, following suit.

Next morning, you woke up to the sound of clattering downstairs. You got up and got dressed into a t-shirt, pair of jeans and sneakers and rushed downstairs to see what the commotion was about. You found the source of the commotion, your mom.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"Nothing for you to worry about, kiddo," she said.

You shrugged and realised that there was nothing for you to eat for breakfast.

"Sorry, y/n. No breakfast. Maybe grab something in town," she suggested.

"Will do. I'll head out, love you!" you called and rushed out your door, hastily grabbing your bag on your way out.

You made your way to Toby's house, checking on Jim. You knocked on the Domzalski's door. It opened to reveal Toby.

"Hey, Tobes!" you grinned.

"Hey, y/n! Checking in on Jim?" he guessed.

You nodded and you followed him to his room. On the way, Toby's Nana forced you to eat a blueberry muffin.

As soon as you entered his room, you noticed Jim's absence. But then you realised he was in a doll house.

Toby opened the doll house to reveal a startled Jim.

"What's wrong, Tiny Jim? Did you not sleep well in Nana's dollhouse?" Toby asked.

"Why am I still small, guys?" Jim whined.

"Maybe the stuff works different on trolls than it does on humans?" you theorised.

"Oh, my gosh. The gnome! You did it? I told you I was supposed to-- Oh no! School!" Jim panicked.

"We have to call you in sick. Tell them you ate too much chocolate. That always works," Toby ordered, shoving his phone into Jim's little face.

"No, Señor Uhl can sniff out a lie a mile away," Jim refused. He thought for a second when his eyes lit up. "That's it! Toby, I need you to do me a huge favour. Well, maybe a small one. But huge."

You gave him confused look.

"Look, I have a plan, just trust me on this," Jim explained. "Plus, you should be heading to school right now."

"Fine, but I want you to be normal size by the end of the day. I can't take you home like this," you said, gesturing to his size.

"Okay. Now, go!" Jim said.

You rode off to school, hoping your brother would return to his normal size.