#wren keeps stealing my clothes

[hakusins]

eden... <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

[fungus-no69]

Hi, I really love reading about your PC (Cain? The one that can fight Bailey)

Do you think you can tell us about his interactions/feelings with LI!

omg hiiii (fluttering my eyelashes kicking my legs twirling my hair) thank you so much for the ask!!! i love to talk about my pcs and ocs and stuff

Cain is a menace but he does have his favs!! He has male LIs :]

cw: Dol typical bullying, assault/fighting and attempted murder mentions in Whitney's, stalking and kidnapping in Kylar's (kidnapping in Eden's), heavily violent fantasies and death in Bailey's

Sydney!!!! Sydney was the first person he met at school who didn't try to fight him even when Cain was initially very destructive around the library- i.e. accidentally knocking over shelves, starting fights, returning books covered in mud and scratches- there were many times they bickered and such but Cain began to warm up to Sydney, trying harder to keep books clean and fighting anyone being a dick to Syd. They became very slow friends and often go to the beach together just to hang out. They do like each other but Cain wants to remain friends for the moment due to his living situation which is basically avoiding Bailey, sleeping in the wolf cave, being in and out of jail and he doesn't want his bad behaviour to rub off on Sydney or make him a target of bullying

Black Wolf Despite the rocky start, Black Wolf and Cain get along- they've reached a kind of mutual understanding and respect. Not really much to say here honestly, they'd probably play fetch together I guess.

Alex They're not close at all but again, they're respectful of each other. Alex's dogs like Cain and Alex trusts their judgement. Alex hasn't harassed Cain and for him? that's a win. Alex thinks it's funny when Cain tries to eat the birds that rest on the fence, he's still trying to figure out if Cain actually lives in a cave or not because he sure looks more and more like it by the day. Smells like it too. ...Cain has had to promise not to eat the livestock

Robin They were childhood friends. Cain would play with Robin and Robin would basically run damage control- however they've started to drift. Robin barely sees Cain at school anymore and he doesn't come home so yeah. Cain still considers Robin a friend but wishes he would stand up for himself more (and get an actual job). He can't always be there.

Whitney They HATE each other, it was a bad impression from the start but now, whenever they see each other they fucking FIGHT. It's getting to the point where it's not even funny anymore, they are actually attempting murder at times. One time Whitney gave Cain a chipped tooth and Cain broke his nose and strangled him as a response. They had to have no less than 5 students and 2 teachers to separate them. It's not a great relationship to say the least, but for some reason Whitney still antagonises Cain despite knowing the consequences.

Kylar This one's a doozy. Initially, Cain defended Kylar because he pitied him but as the stalking picked up?? Their relationship quickly went downhill. Cain got downright aggressive with him and Kylar didn't really like that. Cue hysterical Kylar kidnapping Cain and his escape. Yeah, he doesn't like that guy. Whenever Kylar approaches Cain nowadays it's either he gets ignored or punched. Cain doesn't forgive easily let alone for being kidnapped. Their relationship won't change any time soon, if at all. Bonus:

Wren They're blackjack buddies, Cain's not super good with words or tact but he knows how to play a fucking card game. Surprisingly doesn't cheat and has never lost a game. Thinks Wren is funny but also kind of a dick for stealing his clothes. May or may not have panicked and thrown him into the water at the docks.

Harper Listen, Cain's not the brightest bulb in the box- probably not even in the top 10- but he's pretty sure that's not what an actual doctor's certificate looks like (referring to the crayon drawn paper on the wall). Unimpressed.

Avery Thinks he's creepy but hasn't really had enough interactions with him to form a stronger opinion

Eden FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU Cain doesn't like him. He got captured once, escaped pretty quick but still holds nothing but hate for Eden. Even without being tied up, Eden's always stealing his fucking prey and he's pretty sure the other guy knows Bailey.

Bailey The orphanage owner himself. Cain wants to kill him and feed him to the dogs on the street- maybe drag his lifeless corpse to his pack so that they can have a big meal for once without that stupid hunter's interference. He wants to crush his windpipe and feel bones crack under his hands- really prolong it so Bailey understands the shit Cain's gone through to get here and how much this fucking town has destroyed him as a person. No, he doesn't care about the future- because Bailey is not a person to him, but instead a leash that strangles him at every turn and Cain is selfish. He is bitter and hopeless and he knows it. Something something kicked dog with rabies.

[britt-kageryuu]

A stream is started with Leo and Donnie. The game on the title screen for 'Untitled Goose Game' their models are on the beach set on their inflatable chairs, and in their onesies with matching slippers. River and Shelldon are playing around in the background.

Leo looked very excited, and Donnie was very amused.

"Okay, Dee talked me into playing this. I only know a couple of things about this game from Memes. So this should be fun." Leo says happily. He's not paying attention to Donnie as he reads off a notification that went off.

Donnie does something real quick and his Model is replaced with a goose with a purple bandana around the base of its neck, and Donnies goggles on its head. Then is switched back to his Onesie wearing Model.

"Okay, Blue let's begin!" Donnie instructs. Leo hits single player, chose a save, and was confused with just a clearing with •press Y to honk•

"Press Y to-" Leo cuts himself off, while pressing the bottom when the goose honk sound, and the Goose popping out of the bush. "Honk... I knew I was playing as a goose, but that was a surprise!" Donnie is trying not to laugh.

Leo continues with the 'tutorial area' messing with the controls, running around honking and flapping his wings.

~~~~~~ a few honks later

Leo was attempting the 'have a picnic' task.

"Would this gardener stop taking the radio I'm trying to steal!!"

Donnie just watches him struggle.

"Dee. Help!"

He just hits a button that swapped his model to the goose and played the 'honk' sound effect.

~~~~~~~a few waddles and a half dozen knocked over gardeners later

Leo was just watching the shop lady, trying to figure out how to go about the 'go shopping' task after failing a few times.

He turns to Donnie who just presses the goose button again.

Leo sighs, and tries to grab an item without the lady just taking everything again!

"Where is the stupid toothbrush? That's the only thing I can't find!"

~~~~~~~~a knocked over trashcan later

"So I now have to annoy these two people?"

"Yes."

"Will you at least tell me how I'm supposed to wash the clothes?"

"Pond."

"Pond?"

Dee presses the 'HONK' button.

"Okay then!"

~~~~~~~~~stole the other slipper... finally

"Why was taking both slippers from the guy the hardest thing for the area?"

"Probably because you insisted to keep the ribbon on the entire time."

"Hey, I found that blue ribbon, and learned how to get the lady to put it on my goose. I deserve to have my blue ribbon!!"

~~~~~~~~~~

After finding a way to keep his blue ribbon on and into the pub area Leo pauses the game. "Before we get through the pub area, we're gonna take a short break to get some food. So see you in a few minutes!"

"I agree, this is taking a bit longer than we thought, but enjoy the animation loop that will show off fanart you've sent us. Switch to BRB!" Donnie announces!

Chat is left to swap clips they took during the whole thing, and some 'shouting' when their art showed up in the loop.

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Masterpost

Thank you @wren-idkfeather for the idea.

And fun fact I literally just bought the game, and this is partially just Leo saying what I was thinking for up until the pub. When I took a break for lunch.

[somerandomcryptid]

More Dream&Cryptid in smp interaction (this is actually just a later part of the bit of conversation I posted yesterday)

they are very healthy and normal and Dream is not a paranoid possessive mess, nope, definitely not

He has no problems with Cryptid having other friend :), not at all

Ok now that I'm done being sarcastic I can ramble about them more, also explain the Tommy thing a bit since I have yet to properly draw him for this au

Basically long story short, Tommy's one of the people on the smp who adopted Cryptid as their sibling

Cryptid made a run away attempt on their first night in the smp and ran into him and Ghostbur (who they are also close with!)

And they've been friends ever since, despite having their rough patches due to their clash of morals and personality (Tommy keeps swearing he doesn't actually care about them, he does, he very much does)

It's actually on the day that Cryptid runs into Techno that Cryptid aquires some of his wardrobe, they forgot to bring a jacket, so Tommy gives them his sweater(which is way too big for them) and just kind of never asks for it back, the bandana was specifically given though, it's a match of the one he had back in the day before he and Tubbo swapped bandanas some time in the L'manburg independence war

Cryptid wears the sweater often(despite it being too big for them) and they barely take off the bandana, it's comfy what can they say?

This... pisses of Dream quite a bit

He wouldn't like seeing them in any of his enemies clothes, but he especially hates that they're Tommy's

And for Cryptid, Cryptid thinks sides are bullshit in general, everyone's just people why do they have to pick a side when both are right and both are wrong at the same time? They'll just be friends with whoever they damn well like thank you very much

Dream absolutely does not think that way, and to him, them being friends with Tommy means they're abandoning him in the process

And it's Tommy, Tommy of all people, he made this server hell and then he just gets to steal his friends and leave him to rot alone? And be hailed as a "hero"? It's all bullshit to him, and he is absolutely not letting him "take" his sibling, no fucking way, they're good, they want what he wants, a world of peace, Tommy doesn't just get to take them and fuck everything up all over again, to make them just as chaotic as himself

If you cannot tell, Dream's mindset is very very unhealthy, and Cryptid's own agency is not a thing that pops up in there a whole lot at this point in story

He does basically everything he can to isolate them from people that are not him and his allies, he also does a similar thing with Wren, but that's more a matter of making sure that Wren will not meet anyone on the smp in a at all friendly way unless he wants her to be friends with them

Wren's harder to control though, Dream knows that he can guilt trip gaslight girlboss Cryptid into doing or not doing things if he tries hard enough, but Wren actually has enough of a backbone to call him out if he tried anything like that on her

So he tries to manipulate the situation more than her directly

I think that's all the rambling that I have for now, I was absolutely not kidding when I said I was going to make him a gigantic bastard, he has a lot of issues, a lot of issues

Also in this comic is what I was talking about when I said he moves Cryptid manually a lot, he tilts their head to him, pulls them onto their tips toes, pulls them against him, over all he's just very... Touchy.. in a very platonic way(obviously), but touchy none the less, it's often on the gentler side, but sometimes it's definitely closer to manhandling

Anyway now I'm actually done, I have so many thoughts about all my blorbos though, it's very hard to shut up :p

(Dreaming of death is an au of the fic Penpal by @calamari-minecraft-corner)

[angrelysimpping]

I have been so sleepy all day, but this has been bouncing around in my head for, like, a week. So:

You need a binder, what do they do?

Alex doesn't know what a binder is, bless 'em. The moment they know, they'll get you one. Always has a few spares on the farm for you. Chides you about a wearing it for too long or while working the farm. They don't want you getting hurt!

Avery will buy you one, but wants something in return. Nothing big, usually. A peck on the lips would probably suffice.

You will receive exactly one singular binder from Bailey for free. The rest you have to buy from the shops. Or, if you're really desperate, they'll sell you one but they're price gouging to hell.

Eden also doesn't know what a binder is. Will pick up one for you from town, though. At high love, they don't make much of a big deal about it. At low love, they point out how they're doing this for you.

Great Hawk is another who does not know what a binder is and they are not likely to ever understand why you want one. This will not stop them from getting you a binder, though.

Kylar knows what kind of binder you wear, of course they do. They have several spare binders in your exact size. A few at their house, two in their school bag, and one tucked into their locker. Never hurts to be prepared!

There are few binders Leighton keeps in their office, just in case. They might ask you to model one for them, though.

If you're cattle, Remy's not going to let you wear a binder. Even if you're their favorite. You're an animal. Animals don't wear clothes. Also, a little counter productive. But, if you somehow get into a relationship with Remy outside of favored cattle/master, they...might get you one. Maybe. Not too keen on you wearing it when you're on the estate, though. Big on reminding you to take it off and do stretches. Fond of running a hand over your bare back right after you take it off.

Robin doesn't have one on hand, but they're sure they can scrape up the money if you give them a few days! Of course, they get a little curious about it and might want to try one on.

Sydney will get you one, don't worry. You might have to actually explain what a binder is to them first, but, the moment you do, they'll get one for you.

Whitney isn't likely to buy you one, but they might steal one for you. Tries to play it off and says you can give them head to pay them back. Gives you their oversized jackets and sweaters to wear if they can't get you a new one right away. Also tries to play that off as just them marking their property.

Wren is going to steal you one. Says they'll put it on your tab with a wink. Actually might have a few of your binders from past games of blackjack that they keep. Says you can have them back if you spend the night.

Bonus:

Sirris has binders in their shop that are oh so conveniently out of view of both the register and any security cameras. How silly of them, that they also happen to never put security tags on them either. Would be a shame if someone really needed one and didn't have the money. There totally isn't a sign on the rack that says "Feel Free :)" and a little stack of leaflets explains how to safely bind, or anything.

[sunflowrhaz]

I was tagged by @theleavesoflorien​ to answer a few questions that dig a little deeper. thank you darling!! (this is literally months old oops) 💛

1. Do you prefer writing with a black pen or a blue pen?

both really, i don’t have a preference

2. Would you prefer to live in the country or in the city?

country! i hate cities so much! i grew up visiting my grandparents farm all the time growing up! although instead of the country preferably a seaside town such as the one i live in. it’s not too busy but not far away from everything.. plus i couldn’t part from the sea! 

3. If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?

picking back up painting, continue learning norwegian (don’t look at me like that marianne i keep saying i’m learning it but i’ve been so slack asdfdsasdf), get back into marimba

4. do you drink your tea/coffee with sugar?

tea with sugar is so gross! i only drink herbal teas. my favourite is spearmint

5. What was your favourite book as a child?

the harry potter series!! and the rainbow magic books asdfgfdsa, the princess diaries series, anything roald dahl, anything dr suess, captain underpants lol, hairy maclary, mr mcgee and the biting flea asdfdsadf soo many i was such a loner as a child and literally read every single book i could find

6. Do you prefer baths or showers?

showersss

7. If you could be a mythical creature, which one would you be?

a mermaid so i can live my h2o fantasy adfasdfds or a dragon 🐉

8. Paper or electronic books?

paper always! i love the smell and i would love to have a giant bookshelf filled with books one day! i read on my phone for fics of when i get a free ebook but my right eye is so blind it’s like bitch no stop please lmaoo

9. What is your favourite item of clothing?

all my flowy boho cotton blouses and pants! and my fave blue jeans and grungy tshirts

10. Do you like your name? Would you like to change it?

i used to wish it was a little more unique like shortening it to ren/wren instead of lauren because i had 4 other lauren’s in my grade at school 😂i was literally friends with two lauren’s asdfgfdsa

but in the end i do love my nicknames lozz,lozzy, lozza so it’s not so bad!

11. Who is a mentor to you?

my mother and my grandfather! my grandfather is my biggest inspiration 💛seeing all that he has achieved and his views and mentality on life.

12. Would you like to be famous? If so, what for?

nooo thanks. the only famous i would want to be is for activism/humanitarian/environmentalist stuff but even then i wouldn’t want to be super famous and known?

13. Are you a restless sleeper?

nope! once i’m out i am out! i love my sleep and do everything i can to ensure i get the best sleep ever! now if you’ll excuse me i’m off to listen to harry’s calm meditation 😂

15. Which element best represents you?

fire and air

16. Who do you want to be closer to?

my brother! i feel like i don’t see him as often anymore what with his work and living in seperate houses. he is my best friend so i miss just always having him near me all the time.

17. Do you miss someone at the moment?

no one so much as just not seeing my family as often even though i do see them every week. i just want a big family holiday to spend time with them. and i’m missing some of my mutals atm who are busy lately 😞

18. Tell us about an early childhood memory.

i blocked out so much of my childhood eeep ummm probably visiting my grandparents farm, riding horses, my grandfather driving us around on a trailer on the back of a tractor, collecting cicada skins with my brother and starting a collection of cool bugs, stealing berries off the mulberry bush ahaha, finding snake skins (why did we like collecting skins wtf asdfd) 

19. What is the strangest thing you have eaten?

snails? crocodile? i don’t even know ahaha (snails are amazing btw yummm i used to eat them all the time in vanuatu growing up)

20. What are you most thankful for?

my family, my health, the beautiful country i live in, the friends i have made on here 💛so many things

21. Do you like spicy food?

yummmmmm yes! just not super duper spicy i can’t handle that asdfgfsa

22. Have you ever met someone famous?

no i don’t think so? wait patty walters from as it is i got a pic and a hug from him <3 other than that no i don’t think so i mean i’m in the middle of nowhere asdfdsa woohoo australia

23. Do you keep a diary or journal?

i kept a super embarrassing diary at 12 but apart from that nope! like seriously that diary haunts me i don’t know what happened to it please for the love of god i hope it got thrown in the trash asdfdsa the CRINGE 

24. Do you prefer to use pen or pencil?

pen! 

25. What is your star sign?

sagittarius sun, capricorn moon, libra rising 

26. Do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy?

CRUNCHY! wtf who is eating soggy cereal you are seriously disturbed asdfgfdsa

27. What would you want your legacy to be?

this is so tough ummm just bettering humanity and the environment idek 

28. Do you like reading? What was the last book you read?

yes!! i was the loner kid in school who sat in the library at lunch reading all the books asdfgfdsa. the last book i read was the raven king by maggie stiefvater because LIBBY got me totally obsessed with this series god dammit what have you done to me and i am currently reading call down the hawk which is a sequel to the raven king (dammit libby asdfdsdfdsa)

29. How do you show someone you love them?

i always seem to cater to them with acts of service? so like cooking for them etc.. just doing stuff for them and looking after them in general? idk how to describe it. also sweet little messages and notes and cuddles! oh BOY will i tell you how much i love you in a birthday card or message asdsa like i will bring a tear to your eye baby just made my grandpa cry with his bday card asdfdsa

30. Do you like ice in your drinks?

crushed ice mmmmmm

31. What are you afraid of?

losing my family, never travelling, being stuck/tied down

32. What is your favourite scent?

the ocean, rain, books, sea breeze, wet grass, coffee, lavender, clean sheets, spearmint

33. Do you address older people by their name or surname?

mostly their name? i mean i feel like where i live in australia it’s pretty chill and not so formal? i even call my grandparents by their first names adfgfdsa mainly because my grandma did NOT want to be called grandma 

34. If money was not a factor, how would you live your life?

OH BOY! i would be travelling non stop! i would literally never come home, i would be travelling around the world, living overseas etc... literally i would just be living on a boat sailing around greece or wherever. omg how i would love to do that :(

35. Do you prefer swimming in pools or the ocean?

it depends. i would say the ocean (i love her so much) but also i was a swimmer for over 10 years so i love the pool too. i love sitting on the bottom of the pool, it’s so calming

36. What would you do if you found $50 on the ground

keep it but if i knew whose it was i would return it

37. Have you ever seen a shooting star? Did you make a wish?

no :( hopefully one day

38. What is one thing you would want to teach your children?

i’m not having children

39. If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it?

maybe a quote/word or something on the back of my arm above my elbow idek i have an entire tattoo board on pinterst asdfdsa even though i know i would never get one i am too indecisive  

40. What can you hear right now?

 i’m listening to a pop punk playlist on spotify

41. Where do you feel the safest?

at home with my family

42. What is one thing you want to overcome/conquer?

my procrastination habits omg i am the worst!! certain family relations

43. If you could travel back to any era, what would it be?

dinosaurs mate, straight up, jks jks... no but really dinosaurs would be soo cool though, or maybe ancient greece?

44. What is your most used emoji?

💛✨😂

45. Describe yourself using one word.

more than one came to mind so giddy, optimistic, cheerful

46. What do you regret the most?

not travelling heaps after school ( i mean i was broke but still i should have worked more *sigh*) travelling looks really bleak now thanks to covid :(, losing touch with 3 certain people from high school i suck at staying in touch with people i am such an introvert 😞

47. Last movie you saw?

enola holmes and i loved it so much!

48. Last tv show you watched?

the mandalorian

49. Invent a word and its meaning

wobmap - intense affection and wonder for nature and the world

asdfgh what even

i tag: @pridesobright @sunflower-vol14 @rnbziamau @dailylouis @boobear-harold @princessparkhl @rosegoldeyelids @echoedsparks @angelharry (it’s been a while my secret santa pal ahaha hello!) and whoever else want’s to do this please feel free to say i tagged you! :) feel free to ignore 

[unstoppableforcce]

the perfect exchange ( 1 )

pairing: the Mandalorian x reader

next part

a/n: it’s been rough since waves crash ended for me, so let me know if this is interesting to you or if you want new Poe content bc I’ve been thinking about that too.

Technically, it wasn’t stealing.

The guards chasing you through the crowded marketplace in the city center would argue otherwise but as long as you were fast enough, what they would argue wouldn’t matter.

They had heavy fingers on the triggers, firing indiscriminately out into the crowd, they hit all around you as you ran. It was almost effortless for you to cut through the packed city square, moving between the dozens of booths packed high with various fruits and fabrics of every color and shade, the guards did it with a different kind of effortlessness. They’d mow over a mob of children or the booth of a small old woman if it meant getting to you any faster.

Stealing a glance back over your shoulder as you leapt over a droid-pulled cart, you spotted them not far behind, tossing patrons out of the way with an almost personal-level of anger.

It was only a couple thousand credits. Technically, they were your credits, too, they just seemed to think the credits belonged to them. Or, more appropriately, the credits belonged to their boss.

Wren Ali. The owner of the small casino you had darted out of with pockets heavy with credits. He was a man of small stature but had an overwhelming anger to make up for his lacking physical intimidation. That and his attitude towards thieves was that you could still play a hand if he chopped off your feet.

Being very attached to your feet, you ran before you had to explain the situation, assuming that he wouldn’t see it your way.

You played a hand and you won. Technically, it wasn’t stealing. While the argument could be made that winning a hand by cheating was absolutely stealing, you maintained that they couldn’t prove cheating. Though, when you grabbed the credits off the table and took off running, you gave them a pretty good basis to prove stealing.

It wasn’t much further to your ship, if you could just make it there, make it out of the atmosphere, out of the system, he’d stop chasing. Or at least, you figured he would. It was only a couple thousand credits. If you could get far enough away for it to be more expensive to chase you, you were golden.

There were plenty of other casinos you had yet to be banned from anyways.

A couple of screams echoed out behind you, the guards getting caught up as they tripped over a large group of traders with their small aggressive animals. It was the first time their stares dropped from your back and you took immediate advantage of it, turning on your heel to disappear down a neighboring alley.

It was enough time to catch your breath, and for the final stretch, you were going to need it.

Slipping into the small alcove of the building, inhaling and exhaling as deeply as possible. It had been a dead sprint for several minutes. It would have been worse had you not been so used to running like this.

But slowing down, your scans of the surrounding area slowed, finding yourself almost comfortable with your back to a hard wall.

You should have known better.

The distinct beep of a tracking fob, you’d know it anywhere. But it was too late, by the time you turned to hear it, the looming armored figure was already there.

(How he managed to sneak up on you in so much heavy armor, you weren’t entirely sure yet)

“Oh come on-” You were on the ground before you could even put up a defense, a heavy boot pressed to your chest to keep you there.

“I can bring you in warm or cold.” Well, that sounded practiced.

But any sarcastic remark of the sort died before it reached your lips, from the corner of your eye, the two stumbling guards appeared, covered in fruit and colorings of cloth from the market they trampled to chase you this far.

“You won’t be able to bring me in at all unless we move, now.” You were forced to strain out as he kept his boot holding you down.

The urgency in your voice was enough to get him to look around, and sure enough, him and the guards spotted each other at the same time.

“Thief!” The guards shouted as they charged. You tried to fight against his foot, but it was no use, either the mysterious armored man was taking you or they were. Neither option sounded good, but the more you fought, the more futile it became.

With one swift kick, he knocked you to the verge of consciousness, teetering back and forth as darkness stained your vision.

In the background, you swore you heard fighting. Armor clanked, grunts sounded off, it was fighting, she knew it well. Two towering guards and one lone bounty hunter.

And you weren’t sure who you wanted to win.

The man clearly was there to collect the bounty, but for who? You weren’t sure. And while the unknown there seemed particularly ominous, it wasn’t any worse than going with the guards back to Ali who would surely take your feet to make a point.

No option was good. But you couldn’t stir yourself from the verge of consciousness anyways.

Whatever was going to happen was happening whether you liked it or not unless you could just wake up.

Whether a century passed or just a minute, eventually you felt your body being picked up, thrown over the shoulder of whoever won the fight. As your face hit against cold metal, it became clear it had been the Mandalorian.

You slipped fully unconscious with one final burst of thoughts on your mind, a thought which should have been concerning the identity of whoever placed the bounty, given that a confrontation was likely in your future. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as coherent nor as focused as that.

This man is strong. And. I’m screwed.

-> my ko-fi, help a student out !

[babycapell]

new york’s very own baby capell was spotted on broadway street , with a striking semblance to courtney eaton ! you may know them as @capellbabyy or hitting the front page of tmz as natasha fox, suspected con-artist infamously identified as baby, unanimously declared innocent on charges faced in california . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-fourth birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being heartless , but also ambitious . things that would paint a better picture of you would be a cluster of designer shopping bags, tan limbs tangled in silk sheets, a heart shaped sucker dangling between glossed lips. ( cisfemale + she/her  ) +  (  saxon , twenty-six , she/her , cst )

Out Of Character

Guess who’s back again? Honestly I don't know how this is going to go because this is a very new character and quite different from anything I’ve played but I’m incredibly excited to bring her to life! As always, we stay very open to connection ideas and plotting so please do not hesitate to hit me up because me and my child are here for the chaos and drama! <3

Basic Information

Full Name: Natasha Wren Campbell-Fox. Baby Capell.

Nickname(s): Nat. Baby.

Birthday: January 6th.

Orientation: Pansexual.

Language(s) Spoken: English, French, Mandarin Chinese, Spanish.

Background

TW: cancer.

At just eighteen years old, Lucia Campbell left New Zealand and moved to England in hopes of pursuing a career in ballet only to unexpectedly end up pregnant just months later, putting a pause on both her dreams and her future. 

Unfortunately, unbeknownst to her at the time of conception, the child’s father was a married member of the British Royal family - albeit fifteenth in line for the throne, the fact that he had stepped out on his wife and had a bastard child was scandal that could not be afforded.

Although the man tried repeatedly to coerce Lucia into getting an abortion, assuring it was what was best for both of them, Natasha Wren Campbell arrived in the world Jaunary sixth, nineteen-ninety six. 

In order to keep the situation under wraps, her father stopped by once a month to ‘check in’. For Natasha and her mother, these events felt less like visits with family and more like important interviews where their every move was under harsh scrutiny, the check he gave them at the end of his visit enough to make sure they were able to get by, money that assured that his secrets were kept safe. 

Every memory Natasha held of the woman who raised her was a beautiful one, a woman she considered so good and ethereal that it almost made sense that she didn’t get to stay in their world for too long.

When Natasha was just fourteen, her mother began experiencing fatigue and pain too serious to brush off, diagnosed within a week with stage four pancreatic cancer, the illness seemed to arise out of nowhere and progressed rapidly, leaving her unable to work and therefore unable to provide for them. 

Natasha waited desperately for her father’s next visit, asking for help with growing bills and the hopes of finding a better doctor but he refused, deeming such beyond his concern and leaving them with the same check he had in every visit prior. 

With no way to make money to care for her herself or her mother, Natasha turned to the only thing she could think of, thievery. What started as sneaking into restaurants and fancy events in order to steal food soon became grabbing expensive items left sitting on tables, selling them for cash that would keep the lights or the heat on even a month longer. 

Still, within eight months, her mother was gone and Natasha was alone - without a job or a place to go. 

The teenager adapted the only way she knew how, using the same tricks that she had before but this time in order to get into hotels. She used her father’s name and position in order to get their attention and if asked, used the pet name her mother had used for her when asked in order to avoid being caught, Baby. 

Soon, she realized that showing fearlessness and confidence could get her almost anything - whatever hotel she could manage soon became the most lavish she could find and just having a bed to lay in at night became enjoying the high class service and catering offered to her.

One night, while enjoying dinner in the hotel restaurant, she was approached by an arrogant teenage boy who was clearly eager to flaunt the wealth his parents held. Rage flooded her but instead of lashing out, her mind pulled her on a different route. She played into his every word until he was obsessed with her and then she used it, doe eyes and sweet voice pleading for what his money had to offer her for three whole months. His interest - or rather his family’s interest in finance and technology was his ultimate downfall, giving her every bit of information she needed to drain his bank account and disappear.

Natasha quickly became aware of just what kind of power she held and she planned on using it, starting with the man whom she deemed, in some way, responsible for the loss of her mother. 

The teenager arrived on her father’s doorstep and played every bit of the confused and mortified girl finding out that her father had a whole life that she and her mother had been unaware of. It was while his wife asked her to wait upstairs as they fought in the living room that she found his study, making quick work of getting every ounce of information she could in order to ruin him financially later. 

Unexpectedly, however, she found an account that was depositing the same amount that he had been paying out to her and her mother monthly. She followed the lead in hopes to meet her possible half-sibling and found a true family instead. A half-sister, Tali Fox (who reminded her greatly of her own mother) and her mother who all too happily took her in and adopted her as if she had always belonged.

Still, the world of lavish living and conning men whom she felt deserved it had piqued her interest in a way she couldn’t explain and she wasn’t ready to give up. She became a chameleon of sorts; spending nights going out to special venues, catching the eye of a rich male and playing the role of their dream girl - she’d use them for months, allowed them to shower her in precious gifts until she grew bored, draining their accounts and disappearing from their lives.

Six months ago she was arrested in California on multiple charges of larceny, fraud and forgery and had been awaiting a trial that finally began at the end of August and concluded just last week with a unanimous verdict of innocence, due to both a lack of evidence and witnesses. (aka; this little b*tch is good at what she does, no evidence and most dudes won’t even come out to say anything against her because they’re either still in love and/or don’t want to admit they got played by this angel face)

Now that she is out, she has arrived in New York to spend some quality time with her sister and perhaps, lay low for a while. 

Personality

Look, there’s no way to sugarcoat it, this girl is the sugar baby supreme okay? She wants your attention and your love and your money and that’s it. She doesn't feel nothing for you anyway, but she feels even less if you don’t adore her, dammit. 

She’s not a bad person, she’s really not - she pry donates all her clothes to the women’s shelter once she’s worn them even once and donates more than half of the money she steals to charity but like...she’s just very very angry and hurt and thinks all rich men deserve to suffer for being the type of man her father was which like - are you going to tell her she’s wrong? And she’s in too deep now, she just can’t stop. 

A true personality unknown though, tbh? She basically has been playing chameleon for so long, she doesn’t know who she is or how to be? Just adjusts to make you happy. Literally the fakest. 

Also she’s totally pansexual but like...way too focused on scamming men because they’re dumb and shit so like, definitely pry fucks around with females/nonbinaries from time to time but always finds herself going back to the hustle.

Desired Connections

A childhood friend who knew Natasha before the loss of her mother who hasn’t seen her since before that happened?

A childhood friend who’s known Natasha the whole time and maybe worries about her and her mental health?

The child of someone she conned? Honestly give me someone who’s dad Natasha hustled and they either hate her for it or just seriously respect her because they didn’t like him anyway? Or maybe even a sibling or an ex that she conned? 

For males? Past scams? Current scams? Future scams? Let this bitch play you, please. We can decide details as to how long or how serious it got, they could hate her or be secretly still obsessed/in love with her or both at once? Literally anything, okay! If you want someone to fuck up your guy in the past or future - this is your girl!

For females or nonbinaries? Give me someone who was maybe genuinely interested in her? Someone who wanted/tried to have a relationship and she was just like nah and it fucked them up a little bit maybe? Honestly maybe even a female/nonbinary she conned because even though she usually doesn’t, she thought they were an ass and deserved it?  

Someone who perhaps she actually started falling for a little, realized she wasn’t actually scamming them, that she was just chilling and she was like excuse??? And left without even scamming them? Or did just to prove to herself that she didn’t actually care about them? Kslflaks;sa I don’t know, she’s messy as hell, y’all.

[nightwingshero]

Character Study

I was tagged by @scarlettkat86 thank you, dear!

Yeah...I only did my favorites the ones I’m currently focused on right now. Jane is on the list, but I honestly think three is enough for this. Besides, it’s super early in the morning. 

Dahlia Strong

LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE

NAME: Dahlia Mae Strong

EYE COLOUR: They’re ice green

HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: It changes, darling. It’s brown, clearly, but whether it’s short or long usually goes with the trend. But it’s normally short with curls.

HEIGHT: 5′03″

CLOTHING STYLE: *sigh* obviously whatever is currently in style. Mostly a dress with heels, stockings, a clutch and a nice coat and hat to go with. Now, I have heard of the women’s suits. Aunt Pol just got one and mine are coming in soon. 

BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: *laughs* All of me isn��t enough? Mmm...I would say that perhaps my eyes would be the best. Maybe my smile, it tends to get people’s attention. Although Alfie would say it’s something else...and well, that’s not exactly appropriate for polite conversation, now is it?

LAYER 02: THE INSIDE

FEAR: I’m a Shelby, we don’t fear anything. But if I had to choose...losing my family and those dear to me. Our family is very close, don’t fuck with us, dear. 

GUILTY PLEASURE: I have a weakness for treats and sweets. There’s also a “baker” in Camden Town.

BIGGEST PET PEEVE: Stupidity. I have little patience for it. 

AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: Succeeding with our family, dear. Shelby Company Limited is doing well. But I think deep down, I really would like to retire somewhere relaxing and enjoy that success. 

LAYER 03: THOUGHTS

FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: Fucking hell, what did I have to do today?

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: The business, of course. Business comes first, darling. 

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: None of your bloody business.

WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: Darling, I am very good at sweet talking and getting out of trouble.I’m also good at yelling at people...

LAYER 04: EITHER OR

SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: Group date...? Is that another term for orgy? I would prefer not to, but thank you. There’s a certain...someone who would not appreciate my participation in such a thing.

TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Respected. People don’t listen to you if they don’t respect you, my dear. Make sure they know who the boss is. 

BEAUTY OR BRAINS: What’s wrong with having both? That’s where the power lies, dear. Always choose both.

DOGS OR CATS: I have a cat, but I also adore dogs. They’re very cute, and good to keep around the house in case of protection. 

LAYER 05: DO THEY

LIE: If I did, I wouldn’t tell you, would I?

BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: Bloody hell, of course I do. 

BELIEVE IN LOVE: Oh. Well, that’s an odd question. What does that matter?

WANT SOMEONE: *clears throat* I...I would rather not talk about this.

LAYER 06: HAVE THEY

BEEN ON STAGE: Oh, of course. I was a burlesque dancer. 

DONE DRUGS: No, although Finn tells me that snow is fun. Or well, cocaine, I should say. I haven’t tried it though, I’m rather fun without it. 

CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: No. I am who I am, darling. People change to fit in with me.

LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR

FAVORITE COLOR: I like creams, grey, and blue. Also black. Very nice. 

FAVORITE ANIMAL: Animal? I like horses and deer. 

FAVORITE BOOK: I have too many to name. I have a full library. Would you like to see?

FAVORITE GAME: I like playing cards with my cousins. Arthur always gets so upset when I beat him. 

LAYER 08: AGE

DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: Oct 2.

HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 36. That’s a rude question, dear. 

LAYER 09: I...

I LOVE: My family, money...a certain man that will remain nameless, and if you say a word, I will cut out your tongue.

I FEEL: Fine. I feel fine. 

I HIDE: Whatever I have to. 

I MISS: running in the grass in my bare-feet. That is fun, darling. 

I WISH: You’d piss off. But I suppose I wish something planned out would go right for fucking once. I swear, Tommy and I will go grey from it. 

Wren Blake

LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE

NAME: Wren Marie Blake

EYE COLOUR: Blue green, they kinda change. 

HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: My hair is black. I either keep it in a ponytail because it’s easier, but I also wear it down, too.

HEIGHT: 5′04″, unfortunately.

CLOTHING STYLE: I like skinny jeans, honestly. With a tank top, maybe a flannel. I have some t-shirts, too. And I’ll wear a leather jacket sometimes with combat boots. I have dress pants, heels, and some button ups, along with some dresses that John bought me. 

BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: My body from the neck down because have you seen my tattoos? *goes to take shirt off* I can show you if you like?

LAYER 02: THE INSIDE

FEAR: Not being good enough and being alone. 

GUILTY PLEASURE: Singing in the shower. 

BIGGEST PET PEEVE: Being lied to. Don’t fucking do it. 

AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: Enjoy peaceful time. Is that so bad?

LAYER 03: THOUGHTS

FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: Five more minutes. 

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: How fucking stressed I am all the damn time now. Fuck. 

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: I think about going to sleep because I fucking need it. 

WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: I don’t know, my sense of humor? Randy says its my talent at trying to kill people with my driving, but fuck him. 

LAYER 04: EITHER OR

SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: Single dates. I don’t do groups of people, not my thing. 

TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Both. I want people to love how much the respect me, and respect how much they love me. *chuckles* see, sense of humor. I’m hilarious. 

BEAUTY OR BRAINS: Brains. But not in a zombie way. 

DOGS OR CATS: Cats

LAYER 05: DO THEY

LIE: I try my best not to. 

BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: Eh...

BELIEVE IN LOVE: ...Yes

WANT SOMEONE: None of your business!

LAYER 06: HAVE THEY

BEEN ON STAGE: Yes

DONE DRUGS: I had some fun in college...ever had acid?

CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: I’ve done it before, but I don’t anymore. What’s the point of it?

LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR

FAVORITE COLOR: Black, navy blue, and burgundy. 

FAVORITE ANIMAL: Ravens, hawks, owls, and foxes.

FAVORITE BOOK: I like a lot of things. Jane Austen is a personal favorite, along with Edgar Allen Poe. Crime and Punishment is a good one, too. But I think Carrie by Stephen King holds dear to my heart. 

FAVORITE GAME: Video games or...? Because Spider-man, the Arkham trilogy, and God of War are pretty awesome. I like kicking Randy’s ass at Uno. There’s also drinking games...

LAYER 08: AGE

DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: June 24th

HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 28.

LAYER 09: I...

I LOVE: Singing, reading, listening to music, doing whatever I want that makes me happy. My friends. 

I FEEL: Stressed. All the time. 

I HIDE: My feelings and my stash of energy drinks. 

I MISS: *sigh* My mom. I really miss my mom. 

I WISH: This shit would stop, I’m tired of the fighting. 

Randy Miller

LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE

NAME: Randall Michael Miller. But just...call me Randy, okay? I fucking hate  that name. 

EYE COLOUR: Blue

HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: Uh, it’s brown...and I brush it sometimes, does that...does that count as styling? I wear hats too. 

HEIGHT: 5′09″

CLOTHING STYLE: Pants, shirt, leather jacket and boots. I have suits too, I think. 

BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: *laughs* arms. Definitely my arms. I tell Jane it’s my ass. 

LAYER 02: THE INSIDE

FEAR: *coughs* Wren’s fucking driving. 

GUILTY PLEASURE: Fruity drinks. I don’t give a fuck, they’re good and they fuck you up quickly. Jane makes fun of me. 

BIGGEST PET PEEVE: Don’t...don’t touch my bike, man. If you don’t want your face beat in, don’t touch my fucking bike. 

AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: Pssh, don’t have any. Can I just worry about today? I think that’s enough. 

LAYER 03: THOUGHTS

FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: Fuck this. And then I go back to sleep. Jane usually drags me out of the house. 

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: My dogs and my bike.

WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: I can’t wait to go to sleep.

WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: Oh...I guess my loyalty? Trustworthiness? Fuck if I know...my arms? Look, I can fight, okay?

LAYER 04: EITHER OR

SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: Eh...that all sounds like a rough time, I don’t date...well. Can...can we just skip that?

TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Respected. Respect me, respect the bike, don’t touch it, and respect my dogs. Or else. 

BEAUTY OR BRAINS: I have both, so no brainer there...wait...

DOGS OR CATS: Dogs. Cats freak me the fuck out. 

LAYER 05: DO THEY

LIE: When I need to

BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: I believe I’m pretty fucking awesome.

BELIEVE IN LOVE: Why are you asking?

WANT SOMEONE: *clears throat and shifts uncomfortably* Why are you asking these weird questions?

LAYER 06: HAVE THEY

BEEN ON STAGE: Fuck no.

DONE DRUGS: I plead the fifth...Johnny taught me that one. 

CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: Fuck no. 

LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR

FAVORITE COLOR: Black and dark green. 

FAVORITE ANIMAL: Hawks and wolves are pretty cool. So are bears, when they’re not trying to kill you. 

FAVORITE BOOK: I like a lot of Ernest Hemingway, but I read mostly poetry. 

FAVORITE GAME: I kick Wren’s ass at Uno. We do drinking games, too. And Monopoly, but don’t tell her I told you. 

LAYER 08: AGE

DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: July 1st

HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 31.

LAYER 09: I...

I LOVE: Fighting, riding dirt bikes and my motorcycle, my dogs...all kinds of things. 

I FEEL: Tired. 

I HIDE: My fucking whiskey because Wren and Jane steal it. 

I MISS: Motorcross racing. It’s so much fucking fun, man. 

I WISH: I had another dog. I’ve been thinking about either getting a German Shepherd, Boxer, or a Pitbull. I don’t know yet...I might get all three. 

Tagging: @pd3 @simonxriley @xbaebsae @tomexraider @faithchel @risenlucifer @abosaa @ja-crispea @dieguzguz @trialandseed @princess-underthemountain

[ofregiums]

all the world’s a stage, and VIOLA RYU is merely one of its players. the twenty-five year old bartender is called the chameleon by most that know her. loyal to no one, she’s certainly a force to be reckoned with, considering that she’s rational and sincere. however, if you want to bring her down, i’ll have you know she’s reticent and delicate. – played by park sodam.

— THE BASICS

full name: viola ryu, born ryu jae-hwa  alias: wren 
date of birth: june 9th, 1995 place of birth: chicago, illinois 
age: twenty-five 
star sign: gemini reimagined: viola from twelfth night 
profession: bartender faction loyalty: neutral alignment: lawful good mbti: intp spoken languages: english ( native speaker ), korean ( native speaker ) talents: creative writing, mixology, factory work, shoplifting mother’s name: unknown father’s name: unknown siblings, if any: sebastian jung ( twin brother ) height: 5′5″ hair colour: black eye colour: brown

— THE BACKSTORY

from the very beginning -- from the moment that jaehwa entered this world -- her twin jaeyoung had been the center of her entire universe. but for twelve whole minutes, the same could not be said about her brother to her. . . and perhaps that was the tragic indication of what was to come.

she never met her parents. some days, she wondered who they could possibly be. were they drug-addled ? heartless ? teen parents who simply could not handle such a responsibility ? regardless of the identity, their decision landed the two infants at the local orphanage.

the conditions of the orphanage was abysmal. the beds were hard and the food was tasteless. and my god, the other kids could be needlessly cruel. jaehwa, with her knobby knees and sweet, meek disposition, was an easy target to pick on. they liked stealing her meager possessions and yanking on her impossibly long hair. thankfully, her brother was always there to defend her. every single time.

in hopes of making them more approachable when it came to getting adopted, the wardens of the orphanage told the twins to change their names. after much deliberation, viola and sebastian were decided on and with that, there came those silly hopes that finding a family would be one step closer.

viola survived her time in the orphanage with her brother by her side. he was everything she was not, and therefore everything that she wished to be. there was always a part of her that was convinced that she needed sebastian far more than he would ever her. that had it not been for the womb they shared, he would not have even looked her way. it was a silly thought, really. her brother loved her. but she was so used to people not wanting her and sometimes that fear manifested even on the quietest of days.

they didn’t have much luck getting adopted as they grew up. most families only wanted one, not two, but weren’t cold enough to separate the clearly co-dependent twins. it wasn’t until the jung family arrived one day, so elegant and so fabulously dressed, when absolutely everything changed.

viola remembers the excitement clear enough when the head warden pulled both her and sebastian into his office. it was happening ! she had seen the family’s interest since the very first day. they were finally getting adopted ! at least, that was what she thought until the head warden gently ( perhaps, sadly ) informed them that the jung family only wanted one -- sebastian.

she would be lying if she said she couldn’t remember every single detail of what happened next. every moment felt permanently ingrained in her brain despite the hysterical sobbing, pleading, clinging. her brother -- her only sense of purpose -- was ripped from her and off to god knows where without as much as an address or even city to go off of. after twelve years, viola’s biggest fear manifested into reality: she was alone. 

any sense of protection that her brother provided her was instantly gone. the taunts of being unwanted followed the little girl everywhere. kids shoved her face into her meals for a cheap laugh. and on open house days, some of the older boys would even grab a screaming viola and throw her into the locked closet. no one would miss her, they would say. she spent every night for a month crying herself to sleep.

she turned to books for comfort. despite the mediocre education, viola had always been a very intelligent young girl. literature in particular sung to her soul. she desperately grabbed any novel, no matter how torn and stained, as a form of escape.

viola expected sebastian to come home. sometimes, adoptions didn’t work out. maybe, just maybe. . . her brother could find his way back to her. they could be together again like it was meant to be. but as the months turned to years, the stupid dream of hers began to fade.

at the age of fourteen, viola was placed in the foster system in hopes that a family would take to her enough to adopt her. the family she was placed under ended up being far worse than some mean kids at the orphanage. they made it quite clear that they considered viola an absolute burden, that they were only in it for the paycheck they received from the government every month. it wasn’t long before she started to flinch at lifted hands and raised voices.

she endured eight months of it before she knew that she could not take anymore. if this world would so cruelly treat her as if she was alone, then alone she would be. in the middle of the night, viola packed up her bare belongings and ran away from her foster home. far too hesitant to return to the orphanage, she took to sleeping in parks and under bridges as a means for shelter. and with no real need to call chicago home any longer, she hitchhiked with strangers to get from state to state.

viola took to stealing for clothes and food, very narrowly missing law enforcement countless of times. but it was the only option she had -- it wasn’t like she had any money and who the hell was giving a homeless high school drop out twig of a fifteen year old girl a job ? absolutely no one. it wasn’t until she passed by a job recruitment flyer that an idea formed: a local factory was in search of male workers from the age of sixteen onwards.

being a girl had never gotten viola anything. it was the reason the kids at the orphanage thought they could bully her. it was the reason sebastian was chosen over her. it was the reason her foster parents thought they could lay a hand on her. if anything, being a girl was a curse. so as the wheels turned in her head, she took a pair of broken scissors and hacked off her beautiful hair ( that reached the small of her back ) until it was nothing more than a pixie cut.

she marched up to the factory and introduced herself as WREN. her gamble worked. she ( well, wren ) was hired to sweep the floors.

factory work was grueling and despite how meager, it was the first paycheck viola had ever seen in her life. much like her true identity, wren didn’t have much luck in making friends. fairy and pussy were just a few of the colorful words used to insult wren’s “effeminate” appearance. when viola moonlighted as her counterpart, she found it easier to keep her head down and not attempt to reach out to anyone. 

after a while, it became easier to just be wren full-time. yeah sure, there were some taunts. but for the most part, viola noticed how far more regarded a man was compared to a woman. it felt like the only way to protect herself from a world that had proved time and time again that she was worthless.

however, all good things come to an end. close to her twentieth birthday, a factory supervisor uncovered viola’s secret and chased her out of town. with the little bit of savings that she had, she had to start over and over from city to city until something stuck. wren was at the forefront to help her with possible jobs and protect her when needed. 

she didn’t lay down roots again until she found herself in verona at the age of twenty-two. wren got a job as a bartender and viola could continue her solitude in a new place where no one really knew her. it’s been three years now and she still has barely made any friends or offered anyone information about herself. she wakes up, she goes to work, she sleeps -- and repeat.

in verona, she is strictly known as wren and even then, the word known is a bit of a stretch. sometimes, she finds herself lost in the role she’s now playing. little does viola know, she is about to receive the cruelest reminder of who exactly she is.

[futurewriter2000]

Fighting battles ~ pt.3

xx

It wasn’t the same as it used to be. It felt since that day, you couldn’t help yourself from stealing glances of him. And sometimes, you caught him stealing glances of you as well. 

“Bellezza!” a familliar voice cut you off from your daydreams and you glanced up at the pereptual beam of his before back at the boy at the other table. 

But wait-

You looked back up at him. His hair was cut by the side so that his long front hair was falling everywhere. They were filled with gel and had a purple strand dyed. His eyelids were filled with dark eyeshadow and a dark underline that pointed out his fern green eyes and made them more forest green like. His clothes were different as well. He wore dark turtleneck shirt with high waisted black jeans and a shiny belt around it. His chest carried a few golden necklaces that hung from his neck and he had a leather jacket over, which looked completely brand new. 

“What the hell?” you continued to stare and forgot to blink a few times. “When did you turn punk?”

He laughed picked a toothpick to put it in his mouth. “You didn’t know me back then. You wouldn’t know how punk I can be.” he opened his eyes that showed a few golden and silver rings. “Plus.” he leaned forward, smling broadly. “I thought we should do number eight today.”

“You’re nuts.” you laughed and leaned back. 

“Come on, Pupina.” he batted his long eyelashes and showed you a pouty frown. 

How you hated whe he did that. It worked every single time and you were so done for it already. 

“James will kill me.” you bit the inner side of your cheek, keeping a sly smirk at bay. 

“You say that every time. Come on, Pupina.” he continued, placing his palms togeteher and later taking your hands and putting them on his cheek. “You can’t resist this face.” 

“Fine.”

---

“Nope.” you walked away and tried to leave but he quickly grabbed you by the shoulders and stopped you. “Not fucking fine .” 

“It’s just a tiny needle.” he hugged you from behind and around the shoulder. “We’ll have a matching tattoooo.” he cooed in your ear. “A cute matching tattoo.”

But if he knew how needles provoked you. Especially since everything you’ve been through, you couldn’t trust needles. 

“Hey.” he kissed your cheek and kept rocking you left and right. As if he knew how your mind worked right now. “This is different.” he whispered in your ear. “And I’ll be here with you. Since always.” 

“I know but-”

“Don’t you trust me?” 

You turned around to look at him in the eyes and saw that they were a bit red at the sides. You put your hands on his cheeks to look at him carefully. Was he using again?

“It’s just the underline, darling. I think I’m alergic to it. Don’t worry.” he smiled and quickly wrapped his arm around you, leading you to the tattoo parlor. 

“It better be the underline, Wren.”

“It is.”

“I don’t believe you.” you turned around sharply and looked at him in the eyes. “Are you using again?” 

“I’m not. I swear I’m not!” he lifted his hands and kept staring at you with teary eyes. 

But you kept glaring at him anyway because at you were conflicted between the Wren, who used and the Wren, who would never lie to you. And  you couldn’t figure out which one you were talking to. 

“It happens every time, (y/n).” he said, cupping your cheeks and rpressing his forehead on yours. “I’m not using, I swear. If you don’t believe its the underline, I’ll stop using it but please believe me.”

And how come that as much you wanted to listen to your head, your heart decided to trust him. 

“Don’t ever hide anything from me.” you looked at him and pressed your index finger at his chest. “

“I’m not hiding.” he moved away and smiled, changing the sublject. “So are you ready?” 

“With you?” you smiled, taking his hand and walking after him. “Always.”

---

Every Marauder was in the common room. Not much talking to eachother, just being quiet and comfortable with each other. 

James was sitting on the armchair with his legs over the one armrest adn his back leaned against the other. He was biting in his apple, chewing loudly while reading his Quidditch magazine and getting ugly glares from Remus, who was sitting on the sofa, trying to read the Daily Prophet. 

“Can you stop chewin so loudly!” he snapped after James took another bite. 

James peeked from his magazine, smiled at him and took another bite, provoking him even more. “Whatcha gonna do, Moony?”

“Eat you.” he replied. “Just wait till the next full moon.” his expression was flat serious and watching James’ smirk disappear.

“Maybe chew as loud as he does.” Sirius laughed, spread on sofa and holding the Marauder’s map.

“I’m planning too.”

“You looking for Severus?” Peter asked Sirius as he walked by. 

“Yeah.” Sirius mumbled. 

“Then why are you looking at the Ravenclaw tower?” he blurted out normally while Remus and James shot their head towards him. 

“Yeah, Pads?” James answered, keeping his growl silent. “Why looking at the house my sister was sorted in?”

“Didn’t you hear him talking about her all supper, James?” Remus asked, quirking at James. “Oh..probably not since you chew so loud.” he mocked, snorting while getting thrown a pillow from both side (James’ and Sirius’). 

“I wasn’t talking about her all supper. I just asked where she was going with that knob head.” 

“Wren?” Peter corrected him.

“Knob head.” Sirius corrected back and rolled his eyes. “She still has my Herbology essays.”

“You wrote essays?” Remus teased and kept snorting to himself. 

“Isn’t it Wren?” Peter said confusely.

“What’s your deal with Wren?” James sat normaly, feet on the floor, and arms on the knees. “Why don’t you like the guy?”

“He’s dodgy. I don’t trust him.”

“He’s Wren. From what I heard, he’s just a Muggleborn coming from a rich family who disowned him after finding out he’s a wizard.” James kept talking, looking at Sirius. 

“Yeah but they took him back, didn’t they?” 

“Under what circumstances?” James asked him to which Sirius quickly wiped that arrogant smirk. 

“But have you seen his new leather jacket?” Remus jumped in the conversation. '' That leather costs money. It ain't cheap.''

'' I don't know! '' James snapped at them, jumping on his feet and glaring at both of them. ''He helped my sister go through a shit ton of problems. From what I know. I owe him a life for saving hers.''

'' Mate, we-''

'' No! You don't get it!!'' he exploaded. »You don't know shit about him yet here you judge him because he dresses differently and acts a bit differently or maybe, just maybe Sirius, he hangs around my sister a lot and you don't like that.«

»Ja-.«

»No.« James cut him off. »My sister won't date you. Ever. I love you like a brother but that doesn't mean you get to date my sister. No offense, Pads, but she's gone through so much…she doesn't need your extra weight.«

»Extra weight?!« Sirius stood up as well.

»Woah, woah. Mates, let's-.« Remus stood up but was cut off by Sirius.

»I'm extra weight?« Sirius stared at James.

»You know I didn't say that.« James watched him back. »I said that all four of us come with baggage and we signed up for that. But she didn't Sirius and I want to leave her out of this. Out of Remus' secrets, your family, mine and Peter's problems. She has enough of her own.«

All the other three were quiet this time. Sirius knew that at some point was right but he didn't understand what he was talking about. What kind of problems did you have and how horrid were they? Were they really as bad as James made them out to be?

»Anyways. If you already were stalking my sister at some point. Where is she?« James asked, grabbing the Map from the sofa and looking over.

»Don't know. She didn't come back-.« but before he could continue James was already sprinting down to the Ravenclaw tower.

»What has hands but can not clap?« the eagle spoke but James was now filed with anger to care.

»What has hands and can knock you off this fucking door!?« he spoke but the eagle di dot move. »I don't know! Okay!«

»What has a head and a tail, but no body?« the eagle spoke again but James knew this one. Of course he knew it. You kept asking him riddles when you came to your first year at Hogwarts.

»I know this one. Head and tail- COIN!« he shouted and the door opened. He sprinted up to the girls dormitories but ended back on the floor. Looking up he saw a slide and immediately cursed under his breath. »Fucking smartarse founders.«

~~~

»Take it off!« Wren continued to persuade and you laughed. »I wanna see it!«

»Wren, you just saw it like an hour ago.« you laughed.

»I wanna see it again!« he continued. »I wanna do it again!«

»As if! We have to at least wait a bit.«

»Can't believe you were scared-.«

Before Wren could finish his sentace, James was already on top of him, gripping his shirt and shouting. »LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU FREAK!«

»JAMES!« you shouted and tried pulled him off. »What the hell!?!

»My sister is not a slag for you to strip her off! Do you hear me!?«

»Oh my God, James! We weren't shagging!«

»He wanted you to take it off. To see it!«

»A tattoo! Merlin, James.«

James stared at you confused, glancing between you and him. He loosed his grip from Wren's shirt and stood up. »A what now?«

»A tattoo.« you took off your shirt and showed him your hip. There was a simple black and white triangle in a circle symbol with a bright purple butterfly with only one wing spread widely and the other hung and broken. »We both have it.« you looked up at him as he approached you and looking from the tattoo and to your eyes

»I'm going to kill you.«

[captainderyn]

All those Most Likely To questions for your SWTOR characters-- GO!

Thank you for the ask @spectrum270 !

SWTOR Characters it is!

1. most likely to clean up everybody’s crap without asking

Emeldir probably. If it’s among his crew its probably out of habit tbh, or if he’s already putting something away and there’s something else that goes to the same spot he’ll just grab it. 

2. most likely to get in a fight

Rielay. Rielay. Rielay. Without question, she’s the one that’s most likely going to start a fight with someone because they’ve toed the line with her. Frankly, I think she has started a fight with someone in one of my writing pieces for something small. That’s how she met @delavairesslegacy ‘s Fashira and Zasharr--she was ready to throw down with Zasharr and then Fashira went “no no, child, don’t fight.”

3. most likely to fall asleep literally anywhere

This is a tie between Era and Emeldir. Because on one hand both of them have learned to catch naps where they can, but on the other Era’s likelihood of sleeping anywhere she’s not 100% she’s safe is like...zero. So Emeldir. 

4. most likely to get a crap-ton of tattoos

I feel like Tacka doesn’t count because he’s a mirialan and getting significant tattoos is kind of cultural. Actual, non-cultural tattoos would probably go to Era. She won’t, because after working as an agent she doesn’t really want more defining characteristics, but she’s really artistic and would love the way she could express herself that way. (She paints things on Noa using like body-paint, sometimes tests concepts on herself.)

5. most likely to get a really crappy tattoo and immediately regret it

Pfft, Rielay. (She’s the impulsive one in my merry band of idiots, what can I say?)

6. most likely to survive the zombie apocalypse

This is either Era and Five as a pair or Emeldir and Rielay as a pair. Era and Five have like badass agent skills and survival skills but Emeldir and Rielay have sheer force of willpower and a stubborn want to survive. They’d have to be in a pair though. 

7. most likely to be two hours late to their own event

Wren, because it’s a power play if she and Trix can get people to wait for them. Or Emeldir for Alliance shit because he forgot/”forgot”

8. most likely to flirt to get what they want

Both Era and Five have had to flirt on the job to get what they want but outside of that, Wren. She’d definitely pull the manipulative flirting to get what she wants (though she doesn’t really do it all that often.)

9. most likely to laugh at a funeral

I dunno, this one’s got me stumped. 

10. most likely to look really good in a kilt

Probably Five because he can most likely look really good in anything. 

11. most likely to steal free samples

I mean it’s most likely Rielay and Emeldir when they’re working together if we’re being entirely honest. It’s not that they want to steal, but they’re probably got screwed over on a job, are stranded, and have no credits.

12. most likely to take selfies at inappropriate times

Were Wren to be the selfie-taking type, it would probably be Wren during Dark Council meetings. 

13. most likely to ruin everything

Do you mean my Perpetual Fuck Up ™ Riealy?

14. most likely to have a shotgun wedding

Honestly, none of my characters really fit this one, even in the hypothetical. 

15. most likely to laugh until they cry

Era definitely, it’s happened several times between her and Noa. 

16. most likely to get into an argument with an animal

...Five. He’s got a cat, Agent, what else does one do with a cat beside bicker for their spot on the couch back, or for the use of their datapad/pillow?

17. most likely to use any and all excuses to take off articles of clothing

Emeldir?? Maybe? It’s not like he’s like AH YES LET ME JUST NOT WEAR THIS CLOTHING but more like...”This thing is uncomfortable and useless I don’t wanna wear it.” 

18. most likely to prank call people

The Idiot Duo ™ Emeldir and Rielay

19. most likely to binge-watch Netflix for absurd lengths of time

I mean probably Five, because he either falls asleep during an episode and has to keep rewinding it or since he’s on leave for like a day and he feels like the living dead he’s not going to do anything else. 

20. most likely to sing better than expected

Rie, you wouldn’t expect her little self to be good at singing but she is! 

21. most likely to get attacked by a bird

With Emeldir’s luck, it’s probably him. Or Tacka is he messes up while practicing Force stuff and disturbs a bird. 

22. most likely to sleepwalk/talk

Hmm...tie between Era and Five. 

23. most likely to drop obscure references nobody understands

This one is Five without question, he does it all the time. And it’s like...intellectual references too, not just one-off obscure show references. He’ll make you feel like an idiot unintentionally if you talk to him without expecting it. 

24. most likely to go to a party just for the food

Wren. Sometimes the social functions are so boring in the Upper Kaasi life that she’s just going to enjoy the food. 

25. most likely to make questionable fashion decisions

According to Wren’s wife, that would be her. According to Era that would be Noa (whose not mine, but you know.).

26. most likely to be talented in surprising ways

Era probably. Or Emeldir. 

27. most likely to listen to one song for four days in a row

Hah, that’s Five. If he finds a song he likes then he’s listening to it again and again for that one good part and you can’t fight him on it. 

28. most likely to eat cake for breakfast

Emeldir, he’s got no fucks left to give sometimes, let him enjoy his breakfast-cake. 

29. most likely to go bridge/cliff-jumping

Emeldir because “It’ll be fun Taqq! We’ve never done this before.” and then regret that choice majorly as soon as he steps off. 

30. most likely to have had an embarrassing middle-school emo phase

I’m torn between Emeldir (though his wouldn’t be a hardcore emo phase let’s be honest) and Dakhoel, who probably went through a hardcore “I’m a Scary Sith fear me.” when she was a little sith acolyte. 

[thenamesdoctor]

My final A.D. theory (Full circle)

Alright guys, I’m going to take one final crack at who A.D. is, their motive for doing this, and exactly how I believe it’ll full circle since Uber A (A.D) has been the real puppeteer this whole show. Also Wren is involved, he is on the A-team but NOT A.D. and I’m 98% certain of this. Something I wanna point out is what Marlene said how Wren comes back is connected and important with the A.D. reveal. We’ll come back to this later. 

Brace yourselves and get ready to read….it’s a long and HUGE full circle theory. 

(1) Marlene has said we haven’t met A.D. before BUT has always been around since the pilot. As I said, I thought Wren for 7 years being BIG -A and after Mar quoted this, we have met Wren many times and back in s4 those times were sketchy moments…. 

(2) Marlene then switched around her wording saying we’ve seen and heard of this person….if this is possible HOW can you see and hear of someone but never meet them? 

(3) And finally one big A.D. hint to me has been the obsession in finding out who killed Charlotte and ultimately gave it away for me.

So who is A.D.? First, I think A.D. abbreviates to ‘Accidental Death’ so with that being said A.D. is Bethany Young. ( I realize now someone is shaking their head like not possible or even hating the idea or cant find a motive…but trust me there is one. Hear me out and keep reading!)

(1) We’ve SEEN her only briefly and quite ‘young’. When we’ve seen her we aren’t actually seeing her face (aside from being a little girl) because she’s always covering it and therefore we aren’t actually meeting her but there is a reason for this (wait for it, wait for it…)

(2) We’ve HEARD of her and her voice, (recorded tapes from Radley & Cece’s story of Charles again at Radley.)

(3) She has been around since the Pilot. (THIS part is kinda annoying because clearly throughout the show we didn’t know of Bethany until Alison returned from the ‘dead’ and we then knew another girl was in her grave)…which brought on the semi-story of her that we are still trying to put the pieces together about. (There is a reason I said this). All we knew at first was she escaped Radley at age 17 the night of Alison’s disappearance and was murdered.

Later on we found out: 

Mrs Dilaurentis would take Bethany out sometimes to ride horses.

Knew her father and Jessica had an affair (Despised Mrs D after)

She liked to draw (She drew Mrs Cavanaugh’s death, Jessica Dilaurentis face with hatred words and gardening with a monster in the back, she even drew a few distorted selfies of herself, and a young boy being taken away.) 

SOMEHOW she had matching Ali clothes from that night and the same bracelet.

Was coming to visit Alison Labor Day and meet her friends, Ali is also who supposedly gave Bethany the matching outfit. (letter)

Been in Radley since a little girl and made friends with Charles (aka Charlotte aka Cece Drake!)

Murdered Mrs Cavanaugh for fear of her snitching on Charles for wearing his dress. (Blamed Charles so Mrs Dilaurentis had to come in and cover it up)

Escaped Radley wearing the matching yellow outfit given to Charlotte the night she was killed to confront Jessica over her affair with her father.

Was accidentally ‘murdered’ by Mona (or that’s what she thought) She thought she was Alison due to the matching clothes and blonde hair.

Melissa Hastings accidentally did kill Bethany by thinking she was Ali already dead (which she was unconscious) and that Spencer really hit her with the shovel after their fight. Trying to cover this up, she buried Bethany (the same spot Ali was buried and dug up from) and she died of suffocation.

Wren Kingston found out Melissa killed Bethany and blew up, broke up, and stopped talking to her.

Phew…wow what a hand cramp…all these were from memory so forgive me if I forgot anything. You get the general idea that Bethany has been a BIG role in the show it just took a long time to see this. And we aren’t done. Not by a long shot.

Lets talk about the Alison Dilaurentis we used to know (definitely different from the one we have now). Queen bee or bitch Alison. Always in charge and that’s how it had to be around her. IF you tried to step out of line she would destroy you. Take Jenna Marshall for example, she came to Rosewood as the new girl. Alison was jealous someone was about to steal her spotlight so she gave Jenna the choice join her group and be a follower or make an enemy. Jenna chose option 2 and look where that got her.

I believe this letter is proof Alison did know Bethany maybe even wrote trying to lure her to Rosewood to hurt her. I think its entirely possible Alison was again jealous of Bethany. Maybe she was prettier? Again Rosewood was Alison’s town and essentially PLL has been Alison’s show for so long…but I think we’ve been wrong. The real story here has been about Bethany. She’s been the real star all thanks to Alison.  

What’s wrong with Bethany? Why can’t we see her face?

So we don’t really know too much backstory of Bethany’s mental health aside from what they should have diagnosed her with at Radley but instead Charles was falsely diagnosed with Intermittent explosive disorder and Bethany definitely had this, not Charles.

I bet she also has a form of OCD because her obsession of having to dress like Alison and Charles/Charlotte is very dangerous also very unhealthy as if she’s trying to be them.

We also don’t know who her parents are or if any of this mental state runs in the family (We’ll get to that)

So about her face always being covered. That’s gonna be a big reveal whether she turns out to be a twin (Spencer or Ali my guess?) or (and what I truly believe) her face is deformed/burned (just like how she draws herself in pictures). As you see in the above picture, her face was fine young so it’s something that happens later on. 

So what happened? Here is the full-circle bit.

I think Jenna and Bethany were friends. Possibly before Jenna moved to Rosewood because Bethany isn’t from there. She’s from Bryn Mawr a town ten minutes outside of Rosewood and Jenna maybe had moved from there too? Or maybe they knew each other another way? Besides the how, I definitely think they were and during ‘The Jenna Thing’ when Alison looks inside the garage, she throws the ‘bomb’ in there after she’s seen something. 

We only assume it was Jenna but she ‘claims’ she had no idea she was in there. I bet Jenna had company, I bet Bethany was also inside. Alison tells the girls to take off without sharing who or what she seen inside.The bomb sets off, everything catches fire, Jenna is blinded and Bethany is severely burned. 

Her once pretty face is ruined. (MOTIVE #1 REVENGE)

The reason I think it’ll all go back to ‘The Jenna thing’? Besides Alison disappearing that was the second biggest secret on the show. -A played with fire a lot, the idea of burning one or more of the liars came up plenty of times.  ( Ex: -A torching Hanna’s doll face, The girls getting locked in The Hastings cabin on fire, Black Widow mask deformed and burned, Toddler Charles setting baby Alison a HOT bath, Aria getting set on fire at Lucas’s loft) 

Probably more but again you get the idea.

So finally we’ve reached Wren! So where does he fit in?

First, I want to talk about what Wren told Hanna a while back in s3 that his father was a patient at Radley when he was a little boy and said its why he became a doctor to help people also why he said he transferred to Radley as their doctor. (Lets take a quick walk down memory lane at what Mona caught him at which was not being able to spell diagnoses.) EVERY doctor should know this. Wren is not a real doctor but that’s the most we ever heard of Wren’s backstory. 

There is only one other man in this show who also had mental health problems (besides Mike) and that was Aria and Mike’s uncle Scott Montgomery. (Byron’s brother) He was briefly mentioned in s2 due to Mike starting to show signs of depression and the Montgomery’s feared it was just like Scott. 

We don’t actually know what happened to Scott but we’re left to fill in the gaps. It’s leading us to believe he took his own life because of what Byron said “My parents left Scott alone and look what happened.” Scott is once again mentioned briefly later on when Aria tells her friends its her uncle’s cabin (but its really Ezra’s). 

Lets go back to Bethany and the town she’s from ‘Byrn Mawr’. Well it does abbreviate as B.M. and its Byrn (Byron M?) I think that’s a clear play with words but when looked up it is part of Montgomery county.

And now lets take a look back at one of Bethany’s signature drawings. The one with the little girl running after a demon taking a little boy away. 

So here are my thoughts:

Scott Montgomery is definitely dead, I just don’t think he died as young as they seem to want you to believe or if he did, he possibly had kids, a boy and a girl, Wren and Bethany. Mental Illness was hereditary at least what we know of with Bethany. (Maybe Wren too but unknown ) 

Unknown about their mother but since their dad was gone they had one chance to go with immediate family before being put into the system (more than likely separated). Bryon didn't want them. Maybe due to Bethany being dangerous? Maybe Bethany tried to hurt Aria or Mike when they were little? But Byron wanted nothing to do with it, he had his own family.

So with no luck from their family, Wren was put into the system but Bethany was admitted into Radley like her father once was. Completely separated and possible Wren couldn’t contact his sister. Wren was fostered into a UK family where either they had a biological son already or another foster son but his name was Archer Dunhill. As Wren grew he developed his British accent.

Meanwhile, Bethany was still at Radley and going more into future timeline during ‘The Jenna thing’ Wren is pissed and blames himself because he wasn’t able to be there to help his sister when she needed him. He is also angry at what the girls did to her. (unknowing it was all Ali and the liars had no idea) they still never fessed up so in his eyes still to blame. (MOTIVE #1 VENGEANCE FOR BETHANY)

They both come together with another common motive. (MOTIVE #2 HATRED) They can never get back what they missed in each others lives growing up, they hate their family for abandoning them. Unfortunately for Aria she was probably really young when she seen her cousins last and the Montgomery’s think it’s best she doesn’t remember but since she’s family, she is part of this.

Wren started acting very sketchy back in s3 & s4 literally getting into the girls business a lot, stalking Hanna and Spencer still, and then disappeared but we already knew he was helping Cece out which pretty much confirmed part of the team. Eddy Lamb was really terrified of Wren too, he knew something was wrong and he shouldn’t be trusted. Then Eddy mysteriously disappeared too…

Also makes sense why Aria is confused Eddy Lamb said he’s seen her before when she was at Radley. She has probably gone to visit her Uncle in the past or even Bethany. (Possible Bethany had resembled Aria in the face too). Aria has also NEVER shared a scene with Wren which I find kinda odd…

Also going back to s1 and a few more future seasons there have been a lot of incorrect spelling -A messages, clearly they haven’t been Mona because she’s smarter than that. She called Wren out on his ‘diagnoses’ spelling so I’m lead to believe these past -A messages have been Wren and its just spelt the English way. (ex: nosey bitches). Plus all the UK/British references in the show had to be vivid hints.

A.D. (Bethany) is playing the game not only for her revenge but also revenge on whoever killed Charlotte, she is obsessed and needs answers and will kill whoever it is. (I personally think its Mona). Endgame is wrapping up everything, putting all the pieces together for the liars about Bethany and the real reason they’ve been tormented. (The puzzle pieces on the game will map out a drawing of Bethany’s whether as just a map leading them somewhere or clue revealing who they are.)

This also makes perfect sense as to why Wren snapped and broke up with Melissa Hastings again after finding out she ‘killed’ his sister (Which he now knows she’s still alive and they are finally working together). But with this, I feel like one sibling can have a shot at redemption. So a part of me thinks in the endgame with A.D. will become a battle with Wren and his sister.

His connection isn’t just she’s his sister but also he will try to stop her. Bethany is too far gone mentally for her to just quit. He might even have to kill her to do this. (ultimately, I want Endgame to end with A.D. dying its more proper as a final end for me.)

And that’s my theory. I hope you enjoyed and sorry it took forever to get here but I wanted to map it out full-circle back to the start of everything. If you sat through the whole thing then you must be a real fan who needs answers and closure as much as I do!

-Theory girl.

[saferincages]

gAme over: in my end is my beginning

I can’t stop thinking about that ridiculous, unsatisfying finale, and how spectacular it COULD have been had they simply planned it well in advance and timed it properly. There are so many plot holes/plot threads/red herrings/unanswered questions that I cannot even begin to address them all, and I dreamed this up fairly quickly, so I apologize that it is a very rough draft and doesn’t resolve certain things completely, but it’s a sketched out version of the way I imagine this plot being able to actually work on some level:

Alex Drake is an unhappy and unstable child, abandoned by her adoptive parents and left to fend for herself at a young age, and when she is a teenager, she decides to find out the truth about her birth parents. She steals or hacks her adoption records, discovers their names and the place of her birth, and sets out for Rosewood, PA. When she arrives, she discovers that she has both an older sister, Cece Drake, and a twin sister, Spencer Hastings. Cece has recently been released from Radley (for whatever backstory reason you want to give her, because anything would be better reasoning than her canonical reveal), and is living independently, so Alex approaches her first, assuming (correctly) that she will have less of a chance of being rejected by another lost sibling than by the parents of her twin. Though Alex is of course immediately drawn to Spencer, Cece tells her horrible things about the Hastings, along with the fact that Spencer has no idea she was adopted, and so, instead of immediately introducing herself to Spencer, she hangs back to see what her life is like. 

She discovers that Spencer is close friends with a girl who is (as far as she can see) an awful bully, so she decides that the best way to immediately ingratiate herself to her twin and her twin’s friends is to remove this bully from their lives. “That Night,” she witnesses the girls’ sleepover in the barn, realizes Ali has drugged them, and takes the opportunity. She attacks Ali, hitting her over the head, meaning to frighten but not kill her - but, of course, she doesn’t know the girls all that well yet, and recognizing Ali from behind in the dark and the utter chaos of the night proves difficult. The girl she actually hit was Sara Harvey, who was simply passing through Rosewood - Melissa (also mistakenly thinking Sara was Ali), witnesses this attack and thinks she’s seeing Spencer, who is struggling with substance abuse and the mood swings and memory lapses which accompany it, murder Ali. Horrified, she approaches the body in a panic, but she sees her face, and knows it isn’t Alison. She rushes up to Ali’s room, where Ian is still waiting, and Ian (because of the NAT Club, or because Ali told him at Hilton Head, choose whichever makes more sense) has discovered that Ali has been planning to disappear, and tells Melissa she’s already gone. Ali left behind both her yellow top and her name bracelet. Melissa and Ian dress the body of the anonymous girl in Ali’s clothing, and bury her in the backyard, assuming that, should anyone find her, they will initially believe it’s Alison, and it will force her to stay away (both of them want her out of town, let’s say they’re the ones who replace her dental records and such, too), but Melissa is also attempting to cover it up to protect her sister (she does not tell Ian she witnessed the murder, and Ian assumes it’s Melissa herself who killed her, thinking she was Alison).

Alex flees back to Cece, but says nothing about what she’s done. Ali is reported missing, and Cece is wracked with grief and anger, and she tells Alex a piece of their story she’d withheld before - their connection to the DiLaurentis family. Ali is both their cousin and Cece’s good friend, as Cece spent the summer getting to know her, as an initial attempt to reforge a connection to her family. Alex, having no idea that the attack she planned was against her own cousin, cannot confess what she did, for fear of Cece’s wrath, and not wanting the only family she’s ever known to reject her and throw her out. 

The girls are traumatized, and Aria’s family leaves for Iceland - all also throwing a wrench in Alex’s plan to reveal herself as their defender and become part of the group. A year passes, Aria returns, the girls begin to reforge their friendship, and Mona is -A. During this time, Cece and Alex watch and wait, for different reasons - Cece becomes more and more convinced that the girls are guilty of harming Ali that night, and wants to punish them; Alex becomes more and more obsessed with their lives, their friendship, and how “good” they seemingly have it. When Mona is admitted into Radley, Cece (knowing the place all too well due to her time there), steals the game, with Alex as her helper - disguised as Redcoat and Black Veil (Alex has to either wear the Ali mask and blond wig, or a veil over her face, because, of course, no one can know she looks exactly like Spencer). Cece’s intent is finding out what happened to Ali, but Alex has ulterior motives - she’s decided to take Spencer’s place. Cece has already begun to build the Dollhouse, thinking that kidnapping the girls will push them to tell the truth about what happened to Ali, and she and Alex devise the plan of the night in the woods with the body they fake as Toby’s, pushing Spencer to the breaking point. The plan is to put Alex in Spencer’s place while she’s in Radley, as the first step to luring and eventually abducting the rest of the girls, but a sudden twist occurs - while Spencer is in the hospital, Ali sneaks in to visit her, and Cece discovers that she’s alive. 

Cece’s intentions shift, as she now wants to bring Ali home, and Alex becomes a liability. Unbeknownst to Alex, during this time, Cece has tracked down their birth mother, Mary, and Cece convinces Mary to take Alex back to London. Alex is infuriated to be taken out of the game, but goes with her mother because she wants the chance to know her. In London, she realizes Melissa (who, of course, is also her sister) has moved there, too, and she can’t give up her interest in her family or her propensity for stalking, so she watches her, and sees her with her charming British fiancee, Wren. She becomes infatuated, and eventually approaches him, as Spencer, which is the first time she’s able to test whether or not someone will believe her in her twin’s place. She convinces him not to tell anyone that she’s there, and his feelings for Spencer override logic, so he keeps quiet. By the time she finally admits her true identity (which she is forced to do when Spencer comes to London to visit Oxford), he is already in love with her, and promises to keep her secret.

Ezra has also been spying on the girls, for his ~book~ (I hate this, but want to try and keep this as close to the convoluted canon as possible, so), and Cece approaches him, saying she has additional information that could help him finish writing it, but what she really wants is to take advantage of his knowledge and clues to discover Ali’s whereabouts, which they do, when they find her in Ravenswood. All of those events can remain in place (it’s been a long time since I saw those seasons, so forgive me for being fuzzy on the details?), but the girls can still find Ali in NYC and bring her home, and of course, Mona still wouldn’t want that, leading to her “death” as Cece takes her to the Dollhouse so that she won’t expose everything Cece has done or tell the girls all that she knows.

S5, the Dollhouse, and the events subsequent to it can also essentially stay the same - Cece tells the girls a twisted version of the truth (passing herself off as Ali’s long lost older sister, not Spencer’s, to protect both Alex and Mary’s identities), and is admitted to Welby. Alex stays in London with Wren, because she’s content for the time being simply to have someone who loves her. He tries his best to help her with her delusions, her obsessions, and her rage, and she tries to give up her thoughts of Rosewood. Mary, assured of her youngest daughter’s safety, returns to Pennsylvania to keep an eye on Cece’s care, and to confront her sister and Peter for the mess they’ve made (thus, the details with Jessica’s murder also remain, but would happen a bit later in the narrative).

Five years pass, and Cece’s release is imminent, and Alex begins to become interested in returning to Rosewood and revealing herself, though Wren has qualms about it. But then, Cece is murdered. (idc about Archer, but he could feasibly still be a part of the plot, although I’d prefer him not to dupe Ali into marrying him). At this point, Alex would’ve known her older sister for something like seven years (even if she wasn’t physically with her the entire time, their bond is strong, it’s easy to assume they’d have stayed in contact even while Cece was in Welby), and she snaps - just as Cece assumed the girls must have done something to Ali on the night that started everything, Alex now assumes they must have killed her beloved sister. She wants revenge, and in her sister’s honor, she continues the game, plotting all the girls’ downfall, and determined to finally take her rightful place in the town from whence she same. 

We, the audience, know of Alex’s existence from at LEAST Cece’s reveal, if not sooner, and thus the suspense of when she reveals herself to the girls builds continually, plus there could be a lot more scenes of possibly not knowing whether we’re watching the real Spencer or not, along with being able to witness scenes of Alex clearly being creepy in the background and planning her torture for the girls. 

They are all targeted and taunted, but they all also actively work together to figure out who this person is, and end it once and for all. They are real participants, not sidelined and irrelevant in their final episode. A lot of S7 (especially 7B) would need to be polished and reworked, but it could have been done, and everything would still wrap back to That Night, and Alex would’ve been someone who had, indeed, been hiding in plain sight for years, rather than being a coincidental encounter in a London bar. Where Cece hated the girls and viewed them as her objects, her dolls to manipulate, Alex has developed a twisted love for them (limerence, perhaps?), she wants them to know how smart she is, how long she’s watched them and shadowed their lives, how much she deserves (in her mind) to be loved and accepted by them (this sort of retreads Mona’s motive, but then...so does everything else...but I think it might have led to the girls actually realizing that perhaps they ought to have let Mona in a bit more? idk), and if they won’t let her in for who she is, then she’ll have to take her twin’s place. Liars’ Lament has some sort of real purpose, the puzzle makes an actual picture (imagine if it was Spencer’s face, and for a moment the other four girls think Spencer is AD and spend at least an episode terrified and suspecting her, before they begin to piece together that the person who has been with them for a while...wasn’t Spencer at all). Alex uses the blueprint her sister established, intending to house Spencer underground, and there’s another cell for whomever murdered Cece, too (so, Spence and Mona would’ve been in there together, rather than Spence and Ezra, although she still could’ve kidnapped Ezra in the finale too, it’s almost irrelevant, as frustrating as that is). Spencer is abducted from the Blind School, and replaced, and Alex is masquerading in her shoes for the entirety of 7B, so the girls have many episodes to observe her odd behavior, spend time with her, and begin to unravel the final mystery, concluding with them solving the mystery and racing to rescue their missing best friend (I also would’ve had Alex die at the end, but ymmv).

You can extrapolate details from there (whether Wren helped her or not, how much Mona/Ezra/Melissa/Jenna/Jason/Ian/Wilden/Garrett/whomever knew, etc etc), but these are the primary issues it could have fixed:

Bethany, since she was ultimately meaningless, never existed, the body was always Sara, and thus Shower Harvey as we knew her isn’t in the story

Alex being Redcoat/Black Veil gives an actual reason for that enigmatic figure’s existence

The fixation on the girls’ appearances pre-Ali’s disappearance (ie: the way they were dressed in the Dollhouse, the way their game pieces were designed) was because Alex had been observing them since that time.

Cece was always a mistreated daughter, eliminating all the problematic “Charles” issues, and...there are just so many unresolved issues with her reveal that would have to be filled in differently that I honestly can’t even begin to chart them, but I know there’s a way to make her reasoning less messy.

Events of That Night, Melissa protecting Spencer (even the flashback with Spencer and the shovel being spattered in blood could’ve been explained, it was Alex), why Spencer was targeted to be broken in such a vicious way in S3 - it would all tie together (I think the lodge fire could be a puzzle piece fit into place here, too, but it’s been so long since I watched those episodes that I don’t trust my memory to make sense of it).

The motives are still a bit muddy and hinge on abandonment and feelings of scorn/loneliness/loss of family (plus mental illness), but at least there’s more clarity than...what they gave us, at least there’s a path that goes back to the start.

This doesn’t resolve things like ezrA (my ultimate favorite theory), or any other truly epic theory that has been written and analyzed in the fanbase over the years; it doesn’t fix myriad plot holes and nonsensical clues (again, a lot of which might have been written and delivered entirely differently had this been planned in a more linear fashion and had Alex been established much sooner), but I’m trying to work with what we were actually given by the writers, to see if there was a way to make it thrilling and compelling, and I’m convinced they could have, had they invested the thought and the time, and it breaks my heart that they didn’t, that they took a show that was exciting and unique and beloved by many, and made such a mess of both its mystery and of its brave, complicated heroines. I still consider their sisterhood and friendship to be important and beautiful and iconic, but the mystery should have been, too.

(Feel free to add to this with clarity and/or details if you wish!)

[angrelysimpping]

October Prompts Day 31: Trick-or-Treat

GN Wren (they/them); GN Reader (you/your); attempted sexual assault by a male police officer; mentioned blackmail; implied past noncon; violence 

Words: 886

You nearly scream as the window to your room slides open. Even though you knew Wren said they'd be stopping by to see you, you hadn't expected the smuggler to come climbing in through the window. 

It's almost worse that they're wearing a police uniform. 

"Hey, sweetness, lovely meeting you here."

You roll your eyes, fighting the urge to throw something at the smuggler, lest they fall out the window. 

Wren gives you a rakish smile, seemingly amused by your reaction. Once they properly get into your room, Wren eyes you, blatantly checking out the costume you managed to scrape together. Your face grows warm as their eyes linger, but you don't bother trying to cover yourself. Wren's seen you in less, anyway. 

"Mummy, creative."

"Piss off, it's all I can afford since someone keeps stealing my clothes."

"Aw," Wren coos, "someone still mad about losing their monster hoodie? You knew the rules of the game, sweets, and you weren't complaining then if I do recall correctly."

This time, you do chuck something at Wren, a small, soft teddy bear that you’d bought on a whim. The smuggler catches it with a laugh. 

“Don’t be like that,” Wren says, all but purring as they grin at you, “or I might have to lock you up and we wouldn’t want that, would we?” Their hand drifts down to their belt, hovering over a pair of very real-looking handcuffs. 

A soft knock at your door saves you from having to deal with more of Wren’s shenanigans. 

The night goes surprisingly smooth. That is, after you assure Robin that everything is fine when you walk out of your room with a person dressed as a police officer that they've never seen before. You'd been wary about Wren joining you and Robin in taking the younger orphans trick or treating, but they behave themself. You actually find yourself thankful that the smuggler tagged along, showing your group little shortcuts and pointing out the houses that gave the best candy.

“Evening.”

A chill goes down your spine at the voice. A police officer. An actual police officer. One you’ve had to deal with before. And he’s looking right at you, a small, smug smirk on his face as he heads straight to where you are waiting on the sidewalk for the last of your group to finish up at the house. It’s the last one of the night, too, and you’d almost been lucky enough to not…what? What would this corrupt piece of shit have you do now? No permits were needed to trick or treating, no tulips were being ripped from their beds, and no uppity tourists with missing watches or rings. What could he possibly try to blackmail you with this time?

Not that it mattered, really. You’d still do whatever he demanded of you if it meant keeping the others safe. It’s a fate you’ve resigned yourself to. One he must recognize in the way you fold in on yourself a little but do nothing to get away from him as he picks up his pace.

His hand lands on your shoulder, harder than necessary and making you flinch. “Let’s go somewhere private.” You shudder, the scent of alcohol heavy on his breath.

You don’t hear Robin calling out your name as the officer leads you away from the group. You can barely hear the things he’s going to do to you muttered under his breath as he gets you further and further away from your friends, your heart pounding in your ears. 

You half expect him to bring you to his police car and lay you in the back seat, but he doesn’t. Instead, he shoves you into an alley and presses you against the cold wall.

You screw your eyes shut, bracing yourself for whatever comes next.

The crack of a baton meeting something solid makes your eyes snap back open.

The man lays on the ground, knocked out, a wildly grinning Wren standing over him, twirling a baton between their fingers. “Man, these things pack way more of a punch than I remember.” 

You exhale shakily, grabbing Wren’s attention as they look up from the officer. Their grin drops. “Hey, darlin’, you okay?”

You nod but there’s something in Wren’s voice, the soft look in their eye, that makes your resolve crumble, a few tears striking down your cheeks. You swipe at them hastily, giving Wren a shaky grin. “Yeah…yeah, I’m good.”

Wren studies you for a moment before nodding, “‘Course you are. That’s why we’re going out for drinks.” 

You try to object but Wren’s already got an arm around you, the warmth of their body and familiar scent comforting. Safe. Even though you didn’t fully trust Wren, you found them safe. You find yourself tongue-tied as you fight off a wave of tears. “The others-,” you finally manage to splutter out, “I need to take them b-back, and I don’t have- I can’t-”

“Sent the kiddies back to the orphanage all safe and it’ll be my treat. Besides, Landry owes me. You know Landry, right? Lil’ thief like you should. We’ll take care of ya, don’t you worry your pretty little head, got it?”

Wren gives you a firm squeeze, and you can’t help a watery giggle, agreeing as Wren pulls you along.

[chemicalxwings]

Notes: Farewell My Lovely

Last time trying to piece things together....here we go man.

- All the arrest records there were to do with the murder of Mona Vanderwaal...sometimes I forget that they were actually arrested for that. I do wonder if that’s gonna end up being foreshadowing for the finale...

- Aria. Be more suspicious, please. That cop is oblivious and I’m curious just HOW oblivious.

- I like how Hanna is much less upset this time at the prospect that Mona is A.D. And when I say like..I am saddened.

- I dislike Ezra (also, those in glass houses should not throw stones)...but he is right about the ability (or lack thereof) to forgive. 

- I really enjoy Aria talking to Dunhill haha. I think this is probably the most interesting Aria has been in a long time, maybe even ever.

- Mona is getting consumed by the game again. You can see it in the way she dresses now. The lack of make up. The clips in her hair. All of it.

- Time for pie...pie keeps coming up. The Two Crows. I know that’s where Mona was supposed to meet Charlotte but... Isn’t this where Hoodie-Spencer met Hoodie-Toby as well? Where Pretty Eyes went? God it’s been so long...

- I wish they had utilized the character of Mary Drake better. The whole storyline (at least so far) has been rather disappointing. I hope she ends up being much more interesting in the finale.

- So am I to assume that the gas pipe leaking into the DiLaurentis house will pay off in the finale then? We don’t see it again this episode...or was it just to put them to sleep?

- So with Mona looking that nervous..it must mean she literally has no idea who might be coming to meet her. She probably doesn’t have a strong idea of who A.D. really is then.

- The “married or something” line was just..lame. Bad writing.

- Caleb really fucked this up. He should have just stayed back and waited like the girls said...they might have found something out that way.

- Or I guess the chance of losing her completely also would be possible.

- “Somebody’s always stealing the game from me.” - Mona is unraveling. She knows that someone else has been in charge...is that something to do with where Wren’s loyalties were back when she went back to Radley?

- How did Ezra say that line with a straight face? Masters in American Lit aha. Laaaaaaaaaaame.

- Interesting that they re-shot this scene with them all busting in saying “he’s coming for you.” - also we all kinda had the thought that this was somehow a dream sequence...but it doesn’t make it any less disappointing. Why use a dream sequence for a season teaser. Booooooo.

- Wow, been a long time since we saw video footage from the kissing rock. That’s a far way back to go man. I miss that stuff.

- “To whom” “Shut up” - love it. Reasons to love Spencer.

- When you panic you go back to old (familiar) behaviour. Foreshadowing again. I wonder if it’s for more than just Mona...

- When did Mona have time to change? Like, did she just keep a stash of clothing in the damn church!? Something feels off here...

- Is this how it really went down between Mona and Charlotte? Can we trust this scene?

- Mona =( My poor baby. She’s broken. Is this real or an act? My lovely Mona.

- Wait. So if Mona killed Charlotte...why did that big SUV try to run down Emily when she collected that broken piece of suitcase? Why did that person care?

- Considering all the theories going around that Cece was never Charles...this could be seen as a HUGE clue towards that...(digging Dunhill out of the grave I mean). So...is someone else actually Charles?

- How did Mary know that the body was buried in Charles’ grave? I want to appreciate her sacrifice for Spencer and the girls, and I do, but I can’t help but wonder how she knew this. Was she listening in? Has she always been listening through the game? Or did she figure it out on her own? Did A.D. give her hints? How did she know?!

- How did Mary know all those bits of evidence, like the glass in Spencer’s shower? Again, she must have inside information that we don’t know about yet...

- My poor Spencer...she just wants to talk to her Mom man...

- You know...as Mary walked away from the interrogation room...her silhouette sure looks familiar..Like maybe she was in an outfit that we’ve been told was someone else before...maybe the Black Widow? Or even a Red Coat...the one watching Spencer and Wren kiss? I dunno...something something looks too familiar.

- ..”You needed me” ....oh Mona. She breaks my heart. Seriously. Please let her survive the finale...

- Mona never meant to kill Charlotte? Is that what she means about “messing” it up? My poor girl has killed two people by accident now...

- So...the murder weapon was the church all a long. Not Melissa’s suitcase handle. It was in sight all this time and never found.

- There’s always something Spencer...goodness. 

- So..there was a split in the path that Caleb and Spencer obviously made a choice and ended up at the church...where did the other route go?