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the-owl-tree · 11 months

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fun facts about background cats in the isekei au?

Yippee, thank you for this ask!!! Love talking about these guys >:3c

Batears (She/He/They; Bisexual, leaning towards transfemme)

Doesn’t want kids. I’d initially planned for her to be infertile because, and I can’t remember the details of why, I wanted her to be a red herring in the book the story takes place of her being Frost’s kin (do not ask me to elaborate, I never wrote it down and I still don’t understand what I was thinking).

I’m wavering on the infertile thing for now. I’d rather treat it as just an aspect of her than some grand tragedy but I’d need to do more research.

Both her and Owl were pitted against each other throughout their lives to compete for the role of deputy. She ended up “falling behind” after the death of their father, she was much closer to him and the grief ended up forcing her to take some time to recover.

Big ass ears, her hearing is SHARP.

Her and Frostblaze have a solid mentor-apprentice bond. She’s straightforward and blunt.

The book they come from doesn’t give her much dialogue or appearances (hence her being inspired by the overshadowed sisters in Warriors), and she’s a bit of a wild card to Honey and the gang. She legit doesn’t know what to expect from her.

Loonsnarl (He/It - sexuality and gender undecided but SOMETHING is going on, maybe just apathy?)

Heavily inspired by Goosefeather, I feel that’s obvious lol

I wanted to take the “these events are doomed to happen” to the extreme with this guy. He is very much “this must happen and if it doesn’t, I will make it happen”.

He does everything with confidence, he says things with confidence, he acts as if everything will come to fruition. There is no room for wavering in the future, the path is decided and they must follow it through.

Splashpaw initially adopted this mentality after her first trip to the Mooncave…until something changed in her. Loonsnarl doesn’t always get along with his apprentice.

Hornettail (He/Him - Cishet

His main inspiration is Darkstripe and characters that will literally switch from being open minded to being wildly xenophobic from book to book.

The actual book they come from has it that it’s just bad writing. When Honey meets him, he’s just someone who will cling to whoever has the most power in the situation

The moment the pendulum swings out of his favor, he’s chasing after it no matter how pathetic he looks

Dawnstep (She/He - Lesbian)

Funny gal with a sick beard

Big bard energy, she loves singing and teaches the apprentice the best war songs (Honey finds the melodies catchy but the lyrics uh…gruesome)

In a butch4butch relationship with a SturgeonClan cat named Troutshine. (Side note, I think it would be funny if the territory was an ecological mess. Animals of all kinds just thrown in without care lol)

Fanon Lionheart is a big inspo for him

Sheeppaw and Elkpaw (she/her and he/him respectively, nothing decided yet but I like Elkpaw being transmasc)

Honeypaw’s lackies. She promised power and prestige when she ascended to leader and, as the more physically powerful sister, it was expected she’d be able to deliver on her word.

The two are insecure kids who were friends in the nursery, while it doesn’t excuse their bullying at all, they’re hardly evil masterminds.

In the book, they get a redemption arc and apologize to Frostblaze. In this story, I imagine it happens a lot faster when Honeypaw starts acting weird and avoiding them.

Childhood friends to lovers, I think it’s cute :)

Hollystream (she/her)

Duskflower’s sister, she was the one to step in and help raise Frostblaze when she died.

Her death still hurts her, the two were twins and very close.

While Beesnap definitely pushed for her daughter to see Frost as a rival and not a sister, Holly did the same. She also pushed Frost to go for the crown and in doing so, the two queens ending up destroying the potential friendship the sisters might’ve had.

Holly is quiet, subdued. However, she loves her goofy mate Mousesneeze and their antics, being with them has helped her recover in many ways.

I’ll probably make another edition in a bit but these are sort of the handful of cats I’ve got some concrete plans for. The latter half of the warriors in WolfClan need some fleshing out since admittedly some of them are just to pad out the Clan.

Thank you for the ask!!!!

#deer rambles #wc isekai au #honey's horrible time

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icetobes · 4 months

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my favourite bits and things i noticed when watching heartstopper 🍂

9th time watching notes but most are my first reaction opinions too

this is from april 28 2022 in my notes app but i wanted to put it here because i keep going back to read all my notes i wanna hear other peoples notes ahh !! (it’s long i’m sorry)

EPISODE 1

- the first time they look at eachother, charlie sees nick is attractive.

- as much as i hate b*n h*pe, “you’re so cute” charlie’s smile after

- nick and charlie literally just saying “hi” to eachother everyday even tho they hardly know eachother or have never interacted

- the smiley face on charlie’s hand stays there until the next day

- tao buying elles drink because he forgets she’s not hanging out with them

- charlie staring at nick “golden

- retriever”

- just them in the bathroom while nick washed pen off him, charlie didn’t NEED to be there but he was

- “… and likes being with me” - charlie to tori when she asks what type of guy hed like

episode 1

> “i like being with you” - nick,

episode 6

- nick when he looks at charlie

- *asks about charlie playing the drums* “that’s so cool” he’s so ahh

- isaacs face or snicker when tao says something funny

- “ where is your can do attitude” “oh she left, long ago”

- rugby lads cheering when he catches the ball

- charlie getting along with most of the rugby lads eventually

- 1 2 3 squeeze

- tao and elle looking at everyone after school wondering where the other is

- nicks concern watching charlie go to the music block instead of leaving

- nick following just to check he was okay, he didn’t even know if something was actually up he just wanted to know he was okay

- “you say sorry a lot” “don’t”

- nick smiling at thank you x

EPISODE 2

- nick literally stalking charlie’s insta

- the way they both can’t decide what the fuck to text eachother

- nick making sure charlie is really okay

- “but i am your friend and i do care”

- charlie actually telling someone about everything

- nick upset for charlie and angry at ben for what he did

- “please don’t ever talk to him again” PROTECTIVE

- ❤️

- nicks smile at the ❤️ then the realisation of “fuck im smiling at this”

- elles teacher is so sweet

- “bisexual people exist” charlie you’ll never guess what

- art teachers and art classrooms being safety - relatable

- elle painting on her pencil case !! she’s just like me ahh

- “monster munch” DARCY MY BELOVED

- “chin length or above rule” thinks about taos hair

- “best gal pals”

- “you should come round my house and hang out with me meet her”

- charlie checking his hair

- “you look… it looks great” no he looks great ? right…

- nick “you’re just good at everything” babe you like him

- charlie wearing nicks jumper that’s definitely too big “that one looks fine”

- THE SNOW ALL OF THE SNOW SCENES AHHHH

- lying on the floor together

- nick taking pictures of them both

- them just talking

- nicks mum “you seem more yourself around him” and nick hiding an excited/happy face “do i?”

- nick wanting to hang out again

- tao watching the boys play rugby because charlie plays now

- “we’ve been hanging out non stop”

- “he’s been acting a little bit flirty sometimes” homies

- “nick likes a girl” literally where bitch ?

- tao protective bestie ily

- “her names tara jones” charlie i have something to tell you

- nick shouting charlie just to wave at him

- “i wanna believe in romance” me too isaac me too

- “straightest person i’ve ever seen” i don’t think elle has seen straight people before…

- the group hug

- darcy and tara giggling “do you have a boyfriend” “yes i have a girlfriend” “oh whoops”

- “what, what’s up” he just leans closer he wants to be a good friend ahhhhh

- THEYRE LESBIANS !

- hanging out at charlie’s whoooooo

- the drums. the way nick looks at charlie, the way charlie holds nicks hands, they’re sitting so close

- charlie fell asleep watching a film

- the way nick looks at him, the wanting to hold his hand

- the spark animations when their hands are close

- they both didn’t want nick to leave

- “you look so cuddly like that” THE HUG

- *leaves in bi panic”

- nick looking at insta again

- why am i like this

- he’s just looking at their pictures together

- “am i gay” it’s funny because i did the same. the feeling of probably knowing but wanting confirmation from literally anything

EPISODE 3

- the conversion therapy and homophobia pages, the “if this is me my life is gonna change so much”

- imogen my beloved idk why people hate you, you’re just living your life

- the hearts on her head are so cute

- they’re talking about girls, and he’s like “but charlie tho”

- “do you wanna go to harry’s party… with me” WITH HIM, go together

- “IM SCREAMING AJDBSJSBSISBF” me too

- isaac completely ignoring the messsges lmao

- “ive been looking for you”

- the way they just stand in the middle not moving

- “she loves you more than me” do all parents like their kids friends more than their own kids lmao

- “well it’s not old times anymore” she’s so cute

- “i don’t think he’s there to see harry to be honest” true

- tara coming out to nick is so special to me

- “he’s probably my best friend right now”

- “that’s homophobic harry”

- “and i really don’t like you” HAHAHAH L FOR HARRY

- taos bedroom is my favourite, the polaroids on the wall are so cute

- tao and elle holding hands ahh

- nick frantically searching for charlie mans is down bad

- charlie sticking up for himself to ben

- tao and elle deep chat :D

- imogen’s dancing is so cute

- i actually like her she just has a boy crush

- “i’m gonna go find my friend” nick lmao

- nick being proud at harrys party when he sees darcy and tara kissing , also having a moment of realisation that he wants that for himself

- the subtle pride flag overlay on tara and darcy

- he looks so relieved to find charlie

- “ben?” he’s so concerned

- “i’m so proud” HAND HOLDING

- theyre still holding hands

- “wanna race”

- running through the corridor feels romantic and i don’t know why

- “you just going to assume they’re a she” he’s so inclusive

- charlie’s realisation that nick may not be straight

- nicks questioning his identity rn, it’s crisis time

- S H O E S

- their fingers touching

- “would you kiss me”

- “yeah” fuck

- they both look so unsure but ready and i just can’t

- properly holding hands

- they just lean in again

- the flower animations are so cute

- nick panicking when harry calls for him

- bAnTuH i hate him

- nick going back for charlie and he’s not there

- charlie’s dad telling him it’s okay “i’ve got you” he’s the best

- he ran. in the rain. to talk in person

EPISODE 4

- idiot endearing

- nicks smile at charlie in his pyjamas

- charlie blurting out everything’s while nick stands there like “bitch”

- NICKS HURT FACE “i shouldn’t have kisses you”

- the way he holds his face and they kiss again

- they’re both confusing eachother

- “full on gay-crisis” same

- the hug. they just hug and they look safe

- charlie smiling at him

- he just cries

- secret

- the borrowing the umbrella

- charlie just runs out in his pyjamas

- “did i forget something” yeah a kiss

- nicks so happy

- imogen messing with his hair is so cute

- his hair sicking up on the side bro please fix it

- <imogen3

- they’re so happy looking at eachother they look like their hearts are about to explode

- tara and darcy kiss

- “there’s a boy in there waiting for you”

- hand holding under the table

- “you’re nothing like him”

- “a lot of gay people are good at sports charlie” comic teacher reference

- charlie really trying to tackle

- “maybe you’re a lesbian and you have no idea” protect these children

- “i’m not like homophobic, im an ally” she’s so funny

- “it’s not even like they’re dating” “unless they are “ isaac you’re so right

- nicks so nice he hangs around with the wrong people im sad

- “i won’t say anything about us” nick looks kinda sad

- charlie and elle

- darcy and charlie friendship

- she just guessed

- “nothing but my gay intuition”

- nick looking kinda sad about not telling people

- isaacs giggle in the background

- nick wanting to help and not looks suspicious

- he goes to check on him

- you got mud on your face, he’s so cute

- the pink tint and leaves

- isaac just knows

- he looks really confused ahh

EPISODE 5

- isaac flipping the board lmao

- tao and elle pillow fight

- i assumed he was coming anyway

- “you don’t have to” “no i am” about charlie’s present

- nick sticking up for them

- “you came” “of course i did”

- nick not questioning anything about elle

- the fact they all suck at bowling apart from nick and elle is my favourite

- they went to hug but didn’t

- nick won

- “you have strong rugby arms”

- “i thought you liked me arms”

- F L I R T I N G

- “tao, tao no it’s his birthday” she doesn’t want charlie upset ahh

- nick paying

- “i’ll ask so accept a can of coke, if your paying” the way he said it is so funny

- nick hearing the argument

- bi lighting

- “hes, hes, hes my… friend” nick looks so sad

- he wants to be out so bad but he doesn’t even know as what yet

- the. hug

- nick and tao talking is so awkward lmao

- tao and elle running to machines

- nick trying to get donut teddies

- “i didn’t know how to say no… and then her dog died” charlie why are you smiling

- “i wish i’d known then what i know now”

- the stickers and the photo ahh charlie’s smile

- “i really like you” “you like me” “wasn’t that obvious”

- WAWLT

- “i wanna kiss you so bad right now” “okay”

- this scene is just so incredibly cute

- tao and elle playing games together

- isaac on the coin machines is so relatable

- charlie and nick racing

- “you wanna get slushies” “god yes”

- the stars for elles realisation she really likes tao, the game noises too

- the talk with imogen

- “do you ever feel like you’re only doing things just because everyone else is”

- he is so special to me

- they’re besties now i decided that

- “you’re proper thick about girls sometimes” harry guess what he’s daring a boy

EPISODE 6

- “best lgbt movies”

- the fact he’s watched mamma mia 4 times this year already says something lmao

- the realisation from the film

- “girlfriends 🏳️‍🌈” they’re cute

- “i think i have a crush on tao” bestie tell him

- “i think you hurt his feelings” “good” lmao

- tara reading the mean comments is so sad

- tara and darcy just sitting together is my favourite

- “sit and gossip with your friends” bestie

- anti-homophobia cheese

- nick and charlie lying on the blanket together

- the subtle hand hold

- “it’s a good suggestion”

- nick sitting up looking like he’s about to cry

- charlie still not wanting to force nick to spend time with him

- NICK TELLING TARA ! HE LOOKS SO RELIEVED

- darcy actually scaring tara lmao

- nick waving at charlie he looks so proud of his bf

- “we’ve found another one” another queer lets goo

- “im waiting for your mum actually”

- D O U B L E D A T E

- milkshakes whooo

- “kissing you was one of the things that made me realise i don’t like kissing guys” “happy to help”

- it feels good to have told someone he wants to be public so badly

- “i didn’t realise you were in a committed relationship” tori

- s i p

- nick catching charlie staring

- “i told her we’re going out”

- TACKLE HUG

- “that’s amazing” “you’re amazing”

- “i wanted to tell them”

- the way nick rolls them over

- “i’ve never been on a date” “me neither… wanna go on one”

- happy charlie stims

- darcys bedroom is my favourite

- “we are such meddling gays”

- “you’re just here for the milkshakes then” i would too

- a second round

- bubble gum i’d definitely not a crime charlie

- chocolate is also good tho

- “we can share, we are on a date” he’s so cute

- “we should go on a date just us”

- charlie nervous rambling

- “we should”

- “what do you mean” darcy is so cute i can’t

- “sort of no boys allowed conversation”

- “we though it would be fun to go on a triple date”

- “you and charlie”

- “charlie im SO happy for you”

- isaac definitely guessed

- elle and tao sharing headphones

- “i really love you” “i love you too” they’re so cute

- charlie letting nick play the drums again ahh

- telling charlie about his bisexual research “i think that might be me”

- tHe DoOr… oopsie

- darcys stickers on her phone

- “talk to me” the way they can just talk to eachother

- “i just wanna live my life” “we can do that” THEM AND ALWAYS THEM

- “you seem gay enough to me”

- it’s like hide and seek

- homophobiaaaa

- something about how nick crashes through the door…

- HAND HOLDING

- “you know i can’t run l relatable

- “thanks boy i kissed one time” “no problem girl i kissed one time” besties

- nick looks so proud of charlie

- the hearts when elle looks at tao

EPISODE 7

- “older sister magic”

- tori just knew

- charlie telling tori ahhhh

- you know you know

- charlie’s dad is a hero he just is

- HUGS

- they look so safe together

- “you kind of are a gay nerd” “shut up rugby lad” flirting

- they look so sad when they see ben and harry

- c h a r

- “uh, wow that just slipped out”

- “it’s cute” “now im never calling you it again” teasing

- L they jumped

- H A N D H O L D I N G

- their pinkies locked

- “you’re a dork”

- interlocked h a n d h o l d i n g

- “nicks not even my type” HE LOOKED SO SAD

- he ran after himmmmmmmm

- “im used it it” NICK LOOKS SO SAD FOR HIM

- charlie’s dad to the rescue

- nick back to F I G H T

- nick defending his bf

- h o t

- “probably used to it by now”

- s l u r throws up

- BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM

- GET HIMMM

- “he just used a really bad word”

- “charlie’s a really special friend isn’t he” SHE KNOWS

- “yeah he is” he really is

- not tired playing rn

- charlie ignoring his alarm

- “you clearly didn’t get hugged much as a child” im dead

- charlie is so concerned noo

- they both look so sad

- “you shouldn’t have to be” (used to it)

- he’s so angry about the boys bullying charlie

- “you’re not allowed to say the s word

- nicks head on charlie’s shoulder, my head in my hands

- any other way sobs

- charlie’s lunch… flashes of volume 3

- “is there something actually going on between nick and charlie” uh oh

- everyone but tao knows

- tao noooo

- charlie’s draft messsges break my heart

- the way tao stands on the stairs gets me every time

- nick looks so sad when charlie’s talking about how things are his fault

- the way they both instantly knew it would be tao

- the lads booing nick for breaking up the fight

EPISODE 8

- he tried to apologise

- man’s angry banging on the drums

- tori best big sister ever

- “both my fault by the way” charlie nooo

- charlie telling tori about ben

- “maybe i do just ruin peoples lives, and it would be better if i didn’t exist” CHARLIE BABY NO

- “you’re not ruining my life” they just sit and hug ahh

- nick wants to have lunch together

- he said nooo

- nick sitting with tao cause he thought charlie would be there

- tao and nick talks >>>>>>

- nicks concerned about charlie

- darcys “fake injury to get out of this” relatable

- surely nobody is actually this excited about sports daycinematic

- setup lmao

- charlie still avoiding nick my heart hurts

- “i haven’t signed up for an event” bestie same

- “there aren’t any sports day events on in the art block” that’s sad

- “don’t let anyone make you disappear”

- charlie switching bibs, running for him

- he apologised

- charlie winning lets go bestie

- he stuck up for himself

- charlie and tao besties again

- tara and darcys kiss

- go isaac !

- charlie holding isaacs book for him

- the butterflies for taos realisation he likes elle

- nicks face when he can’t find charlie

- charlie sitting with isaac besties

- when he sees charlie

- the flower animations

- walking to him

- HES RUNNING

- go get him

- HAND HOLDING

- IN

- PUBLIC

- imogen’s smile

- isaac isn’t phased lmao

- “i don’t wanna break up”

- “my life is way better because i met you”

- “kindest, most thoughtful, caring and amazing in the whole world”

- “i want us to be together”

- “you’re my favourite person”

- “i need you to believe me”

- “i believe you”

- K I S S

- they’re so cute

- they’re on their date

- ALICE CAMEO

- he’s so happy they’re at the beach

- hands on the face when they kiss is my favourite

- THE PHOTOBOOTH

- he teases throwing him off

- “what if i came out” baby

- “im definitely bisexual” bi king ily

- platonic bffs lmao

- “i wanna tell the people who matter”

- “oh my god i like you so much, and i love liking you”

- “I LIKE CHARLIE SPRING INAROMANTICWAYNOTJUSTAFRIENDWAY”

- they’re literally perfect

- his shoes are wet wtf

- he carried him all the way back

- charlie lying on nicks chest is so cute

- he’s home

- thinks about telling her

- he’s ahhhh

- “you know charlie’s my best friend”

- “he’s my boyfriend, charlie’s my boyfriend” he said it

- his mums reaction is my favourite

- she’s so sweet

- “it’s called bisexuality” sir

- he’s crying

- THE MONTAGE KILLS ME

- THEYRE ADORABLE

- CRYING

- SOBBING

- FAVES

- WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO BE HAPPY

- “we’re gonna tell people”

- HAPPINESS

- they deserve all the happiness ever and nothing bad

EXTRAS / THROUGHOUT

- nick wearing his blue jumper more when he sees charlie after charlie wears it at his house

- [gay panic]

- taos insults are the best

- nellie always lying on nicks bed with him

- the way nick sits with his arms crossed

- darcys rainbow tie dye jumper is EVERYTHING

#heartstopper #charlie spring #nick nelson #tao xu #heartstopper elle #issac heartstopper #issac henderson #elle heartstopper #imogen heartstopper #heartstopper season 1 #alice oseman #idk what else to tag

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roman0writes · 11 months

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𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒪𝓊𝓉

Bellamy x fem!reader

A/N: I wrote this as a commission for someone who tumblr is being glitchy and won’t let me tag rn. The original post is up on my old blog @rowan-sins but I figured I’d post it here too

Content warnings: fem!reader, coming out

In order to feel the joy of being loved you must face the horrifying ordeal of being known. Or the time the sea salt breeze on Dressarosa shores eases you into confessing your deepest secret.

You can taste the salt on your tongue, from the balcony overlooking the streets of the small trading port you called home. The balcony is small, barely enough room for two people to stand next to the potted plant you put petunias in it.

Enough room for you to stand shoulder to shoulder with someone you love far more than a friend. Enough room for you to justify encroaching in Bellamy’s personal space. He hardly seems to mind, if the way he scooches away from the side railing and presses his bicep into your shoulder, letting your head rest against the hard muscle of his arm.

You can taste the salt on your tongue, heavy like the ocean just behind your house. You can taste the truth on your tongue, light like the sea breeze the tickles your nose. It’s a confession you owe to no-one that falls off your tongue.

“I’m bisexual,” you say. It breaks the peaceful silence. And the air feels tenser now that your truth has been spoken. You don’t know why you said it. Or what compelled you to do so. This was very much your business and not his, but it still sat in the open air, light and frothy like sea foam stuck in sand of shore.

“Is that so?” He responds. “I’m glad you’re finally honest with yourself.”

Shock colors your expression, and you look at him incredulously. He turns to look at your expression, and smiles at the blatant shock on your face.

“How the fuck did you figure it out before I did?” You exclaim.

The wind ruffles his blonde hair, and if you weren’t mad at him, you’d reach up and fix his hair himself. But he’s being stupid, so his stupid blond hair can be as messy as the higher powers deem necessary.

“With that haircut…” He grins even wider, his fake teeth almost indistinguishable from the real ones “… I’m surprised you didn’t come out as a lesbian!”

“Bellamy!” You punch him in the shoulder when he starts laughing.

“Also, you’re not as slick as you think you are staring at Baby 5’s boobs.”

The second time you punch him you aim for the face.

You could probably hear his yell from the streets of freshly liberated Dressarosa. “Hey! What was that for!”

“Being a jerk!”

“Oh so I’m jerk now!”

“Yeah a big old meanie!”

“I’ll remember that the next you ask me for help when you fall out of a chair!”

You laugh and roll your eyes when he pushes you into the side railing on your side of the tiny balcony. “Like I’ll need your help when I get a pretty butch girlfriend.”

“Like you need a pretty butch girlfriend when you have me.”

The world gets quiet again. Birds chirping drowned out by the silence between you two.

“That’s the lamest way to ask someone out. Ever.”

“But did it work?”

“You free Wednesday evening?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Then it’s a date!”

“That was even lamer than what I said!” He exclaims.

You roll your eyes and lean closer to him. “But did it work?”

He groans and leans down, closer to you. “Just shut up and kiss me.”

And well, who were you to deny such a lovely request from such a lovely friend.

#one piece #bellamy #bellamy x reader #one piece x reader #Roman during daylight

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tsukishimasbaby · 4 months

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Random PJO OC stuff cuz I’m super bored :P

I know most people won’t read this but uhhh I need to ramble so!

Aurelia Luther:

⚡️ Daughter of Zeus, and currently the only occupant of Cabin 1.

⚡️ Trans woman, lesbian, uses she/they pronouns.

⚡️ Arrived at Camp when she was twelve, just a couple months after Thalia was “revived”. Currently fifteen years old.

⚡️ Immediately clung to Thalia. She was and still is her biggest role model.

⚡️ Also alternative like Thalia, but not punk! She’s more so cybergoth.

⚡️ She has blonde hair with dyed bright blue bangs, a septum piercing, an eyebrow piercing, and a vertical labret. All of which she did herself. Just for fun.

⚡️ Used to have a fat crush on Rachel; was extremely disappointed when she found out that Rachel is not allowed to date.

⚡️ Got along pretty well with Jason when he was alive lol. Aurelia may be chaotic and a bit immature, but she’s also a leader and can step up when needed, which is something that Jason admires.

⚡️ Flip with a caregiver lean! When she does regress, she’s even more hyper and chaotic, and her little ages are around 4-6 years old. When she’s a caregiver, she’s more of a big sister or a cool aunt!

Indra Pruitt:

🌊 Son of Poseidon, and also currently the only occupant of Cabin 3, as Percy has left for college in New Rome.

🌊 Trans man, bisexual, uses he/they pronouns.

🌊 Arrived at Camp at eleven years old. Is currently fourteen years old.

🌊 Gets along relatively well with Percy, although he wishes they were closer. Percy just hasn’t had time to really get to know Indra because of how busy he always is.

🌊 He likes grunge music and grunge fashion, but is often too lazy to actually put any effort into his outfits.

🌊 Has dark brown, short, straight hair, tan skin, sea green eyes, a septum piercing, and has a seashell necklace that his dad (mortal dad— mpreg is canon in this universe LOL) gave him.

🌊 Is currently crushing on BOTH Nico di Angelo and Will Solace and feels REALLY bad about it. Has told nobody this information except Piper, who he often Iris calls.

🌊 He gets really lonely, being an only child and all, so he clings to Connor Stoll when he can. Connor’s like a brother to him.

🌊 Flip, with a little lean! When he regresses, he’s very quiet, reserved, shy, and just wants to watch ocean documentaries. He clings to Connor, who’s his main caregiver, even more. When he himself is a caregiver, he’s very cautious and overprotective.

Floraline Sampson:

🌷 Daughter of Demeter, camp counselor of Cabin 4. Although she’ll stay at Camp Jupiter for weeks at a time occasionally, so someone else takes over for her often.

🌷 Nicknamed “Flora” or “Florie”.

🌷 Cisgender woman, pansexual, uses she/her pronouns.

🌷 Got to Camp Half-blood just two years ago, but she’s a year round camper and really likes it there. She’s sixteen years old.

🌷 Loves gardening, as you can imagine.

🌷 She’s also a huge stoner, and she grows her own weed. Chiron and Mr. D have definitely caught on but, to be honest, they have better things to do than to worry about a teenager doing average teenage bullshit.

🌷 Gets along great with her siblings! She acts more like a mom to them than an older sister. They come to her for advice a lot.

🌷 Dresses kinda indie, but not too overboard. She’ll wear like. A green crop top, overalls, a headband, and some Kandi bracelets or something.

🌷 Had a really big crush on Leo, but was way too scared to confess. And she felt silly about it. She’s still really close to him, and often Iris calls him. Also might still have that crush on him.

🌷 Has long, dark brown, afro textured hair that she usually keeps in bohemian braids. She has light brown skin and hazel-green eyes.

🌷 Best friends with Hazel Levesque! First met her right after the war with Gaia, when the seven were all at CHB (minus Leo for obvious reasons 💀) and they immediately clicked. She confessed to her about her crush on Leo, because Leo’s “death” really broke her heart and she needed to get it out to someone.

🌷 Whenever Hazel visits or she visits Hazel, she does Hazel’s hair. Just because she likes to. Also does the hair of the other black girls at camp.

🌷 Little!! Biggest baby ever. Her age range varies, but it’s always somewhere between 0-4. She regresses harder the more stressed she is, but she’s almost always in at least the toddler stage.

🌷 Hazel and Frank are her main caregivers. She calls them “mama” and “dada” and both Hazel and Frank think it’s super adorable.

🌷 There was this one time, Frank and Hazel were talking to Leo when Leo was visiting Camp Jupiter, and Floraline was SUPER regressed. She just shyly waddled up to Leo, handed him a little pink flower, and then waddled away as quickly as she possibly could.

🌷 Hazel and Frank started laughing. Leo was mildly confused but flattered!

Petra Hansley:

🩸 Daughter of Ares, camp counselor of Cabin 5.

🩸 Demigirl, bisexual, uses she/they pronouns.

🩸 Arrived at Camp Half-Blood four years ago. Is really close to Clarisse. Or at least she was.

🩸 Petra has bad BPD, and Clarisse was the only person she had for a while, so Petra became super attached to Clarisse. But when Clarisse went off to college, Petra saw that as Clarisse abandoning her. So Petra became distant and closed off and stopped Iris messaging her.

🩸 Gets along fairly well with her siblings. She actually likes them, even though they are kind of assholes.

🩸 Instructs the sword fighting and Pegasus riding lessons. Whenever there’s a newcomer, she’s use them as a “demonstration” during sword fighting. Just to embarrass them. She’s mean like that.

🩸 Dating a Hephaestus girl, another one of my OCs.

🩸 Likes punk fashion a lot. Her and Thalia bond over this sometimes. Her and Thalia have a love-hate relationship. One moment, they’re each others biggest supports and hyping each other up. The next, they’re each others biggest haters and are shitting on each other LOL.

🩸 She’s a big sister caregiver. She also gives off a “tough love” vibe, but not in an abusive way. In like a…

🩸 Oh, you scraped your knee? That’s not that big of a deal, c’mon kid. Thug it out, you’ll be alright.

🩸 Takes care of Floraline whenever Hazel or Frank can’t. Also takes care of Indra sometimes.

Theodosia Collymor:

🦉 Daughter of Athena, camp counselor of Cabin 6.

🦉 Cisgender woman, bisexual, uses she/her pronouns.

🦉 Arrived at Camp Half-blood when she was thirteen. She’s now sixteen. She’s a summer camper only.

🦉 When the summer’s over, she goes back to her dad, who’s a renowned psychologist.

🦉 LOVES her siblings, especially Annabeth. Annabeth is her biggest role model and inspiration. Thinks Annabeth is like one of the coolest people ever.

🦉 Immediately bursts into tears whenever she even sees a spider. Someone else has to kill it for her.

🦉 Wants to be a politician so she can make a change in the world. Idiots are running the government right now and the country could use someone smart.

🦉 Had a crush on Jason for the LONGEST time but felt super bad about it because Jason and Piper were dating. She tried to distance herself from Jason when she realized; she still regrets that to this day, knowing that the love Jason and Piper had was all a lie anyway, and that now she will never ever have a chance to tell him how she feels, because he’s gone.

🦉 Usually wears some sort of light academia clothing. She likes the sophisticated look and aesthetic it gives her.

🦉 Likes classical literature a lot. Regularly reads The Iliad.

🦉 A flip with no lean! When she’s regressed, she usually regresses to about 2-3, and it’s usually involuntary. When she’s a caregiver, she’s a LOT like an overprotective mom.

🦉 Helps take care of Aurelia when she’s little, and in turn, Aurelia helps take care of Theodosia when she’s little.

Sterling Shelton:

☀️ Son of Apollo, camp counselor of Cabin 7.

☀️ Demiboy, gay, uses he/they pronouns.

☀️ Arrived at Camp Half-Blood when he was thirteen. He’s now sixteen years old.

☀️ He’s a summer only camper, and when the summer is over, he goes back to his mom, who’s the lead singer of a metal band.

☀️ Best friends with his brother, Will Solace. They bond over their moms being famous artists.

☀️ Sterling is very skilled with music, like his mom. He LOVES the electric guitar.

☀️ Dresses heavy metal and listens to heavy metal. It’s what he grew up with and what he loves.

☀️ He wants to start a band himself when he grows up, just like his mom.

☀️ He’s a caregiver. He’s a very laid back caregiver, but he’s not lazy or inattentive or anything; he just knows how to have fun!

☀️ He’s like the universal babysitter. Anybody can go to him to ask him to help take care of their little and he’ll usually accept. He likes helping people, and he’s good at it.

#age regression #agere #percy jackson #PJO #heroes of olympus #pjo ocs #oc talk

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nerd-at-sea5 · 2 years

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milk and feelings

thalia figuring out her feelings and then reyna confesses (in a way, thalia does as well) and then they kiss.

its cute i promise i just can’t summarize shit

thalia had grown to hate the campfires.

every single night, maybe she liked it the first few times, but the romans were here for jason’s funeral, and everyone was drinking themself to hades and back.

she couldn’t stay with the hunters. if she did, she’d watch everyone she loved die. she couldn’t do that, she would have killed herself.

not many campers were even of age, but she didn’t think mr. d gave a shit.

thalia hated alcohol.

for as long as she can recall, she’d see girls in magazines and movies with their wine and beer, and she’d see her mother...and everything felt like a curse.

so how the hell did she get roped into a drinking game with leo.

‘milk for thalia because she doesn’t like beer.’

even without the drink her stomach is doing flips, godsdam campfires.

reyna’s smiling face across the camp, soft and easy-relaxed, thalia would say, her face illuminated by the fire, she looked like an angel.

godly, if thalia was allowed to say.

like that time she saw aphrodite-oh shit.

“thals? how are you choking on milk?”

“i-nothing, nothing.”

she didn’t sound convincing, the glimpse from years ago at the goddess, she’s been convinced it was a boy with long hair, a boy with those clever, brave brown eyes, a boy, a boy.

it was never a boy.

it was never a boy. percy grinned, leaning on piper slightly, who shoved him off, “chill percy, i’ve got a girlfriend.”

“THALIA STOP CHOKING ON THE FUCKING MILK!!!”

“sorry!!”

annabeth looked at her warily, and leo spoke before her, “what-your against gay people?!”

thalia froze, and saw percy’s gaze harden, and she felt herself blush, “no! what the hell leo?! no...i didn’t...i just didn’t know-i don’t.”

piper giggled, “you don’t know shit about gay stuff, do you?”

the daughter of zeus shook her head, feeling extremely out of her element.

“i know some. i know what gay and lesbian mean, and i know what being trans is. that’s kind of it....”

percy snickered, “well, i’m bisexual, and if you didn’t know-i did like luke. but he’s a bitch and you can’t really fuck a corpse.”

frank looked up at him, surprised, “i-”

annabeth rolled her eyes, “i’m also bi, you know.”

“i’m pan! pan-piper, like that guy with his flute.”

leo raised his hand, “i’m pan and trans!”

“i just don’t feel a sexual attraction, so..i’m asexual.” hazel said, shrugging, and thalia could imagine nico going ‘good.’.

she nodded, “thanks guys....”

her head was pounding at her, and she was convinced there was something in her milk.

“leo is there something in here?”

the boy shrugged, “prob not, why?”

“my head wants to blow up.”

reyna walked over, “we can go over to a smaller fire?”

hazel giggled, “you don’t like us?”

reyna gave her a small smile, “yes, i do, but thalia’s interesting.”

thalia’s stomach twisted again, but she nodded, “yeah, i’m interesting. suck it.”

piper flipped her off.

she always felt normal around the daughter of bellona, but now, thalia felt like a knife had hit her in the stomach.

it was like she was filled to the brim, and she was going to burst at any moment.

and, and oh gods reyna looks so beautify sitting closer and gods she was nice enough to invite thalia to sit alone, and she’s always helping others and-

“thals? are you alright?”

no, i’m not okay, your really fucking attractive and i-“yeah, i’m good, you good, rey?”

reyna rolled her eyes, “you are the only person alive who calls me that....”

“i’m that special?”

“do you always flirt with people like this?”

thalia almost choked for the third time, a) holy fuck has she been flirting with reyna?! and b) did reyna sound....hopeful?

“i-”

“what’s going on, thals? you seemed to shocked when i walked over and you-”

“i think i’m a lesbian and i don’t know what to do because your really fucking pretty and i honestly and so fucking scared right now and i don’t know what to do so yeah. i’m kind of panicking.”

thalia couldn’t stop talking.

“and-and hearing everyone else talk about that stuff, i just-it it really that easy? my mom would have killed me, and i just...i just...i hate this feeling but it’s also so comforting.”

she froze and slapped herself in the face, forgetting she was holding a glass of milk.

she quickly wiped her face, gods of olympus, why had she said that?!

why hadn’t she stopped?!

it probably wasn’t even true! thinking that a girl was pretty didn’t mean anything and....gods.

“i-I’m sorry-i didn’t-”

thalia’s regret veered off the line when she saw reyna’s face shining slightly.

holy hades.

before thalia knew what was going on, she was being hugged.

and it didn’t feel like a normal hug.

it felt warm and comforting and...and it felt like home.

she didn’t realize she’s pressed her face to reyna’s collarbone, and she’s crying-hephaestus she’s being so open right now-

reyna pulls away, her face still shining and thalia finds her self, oddly enough, wishing she’d be hugged again.

“sorry..i don’t know what i was thinking.”

thalia gave her a small smile, “it’s fine. i liked it-wait-fuck.”

reyna laughed softly, and thalia’s breathe quickened.

holy hera what was this girl doing to her?!

“so did i.....thank you-for saying that. i know you didn’t really...well...seem to be happy with yourself, but...” reyna shrugged. “i guess it felt good to hear someone else say it?”

“what do you mean?”

the other girl wrung her hands together, “i don’t get the pleasure feeling of sex, i never liked it as much as other girls..or boys said....but then my chest and stomach keep fighting when i see you. i don’t know if i’m broken or if it’s just-”

thalia stopped her, “okay-well, your not broken. that’s bullshit, your beautiful and amazing and-and what was hazel saying.....asexual!”

“what?”

“um-she said it means you don’t feel a sexual attraction and she’s still dating frank, so i’m assuming it means you can still date people! not that it matters, whatever you want to do is perfectly fine.”

now she was going on about something she didn’t really know.

thalia rubbed the back of her head nervously, glancing around, slightly surprised that no one had eavesdropped on their conversation.

“nervous?”

“just....people.”

“ah. very descriptive.”

“wow, reyna? sarcastic?”

“cute, thals, real cute.”

thalia froze.

okay, fuck it-she’s doing something about these feelings.

before she could talk herself out of it, the blue and black haired girl grabbed the other’s wrist, standing and pulling her to behind the zeus cabin.

then she panicked, what the hell was she doi-

shut up, internal monologue. “can i kiss you?”

“um-”

thalia was shorter than reyna, by at least three inches.....three.

“yes.”

and the twisting stopped, and reyna’s hand was on her neck and for the first time in her life, kissing boys on the run because had nothing to loose, everything paled, for the first time in her life, everything made so much sense.

everything felt so...good.

she could feel wood on her back and was vaguely aware that she was standing up at tall as she could.

it didn’t matter.

nothing else mattered.

everything made sense.

they broke apart, and thalia found herself smiling like an idiot, “’no demigod shall heal your heart.’ well, reyna avila ramirez-areallno, how does an ex-immortal hunter sound?”

the roman laughed, her joyful, clear and pure laugh, “it sounds pretty fucking perfect.”

right before they kissed again.

#theyna #thalia x reyna #reyna x thalia #thalia grace #reyna ramirez arellano #percy jackson #annabeth chase #leo valdez #frank zhang #hazel levesque #piper mclean #jason grace #pjo #hoo #toa #gay in space writes #aven writes

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academicdisasterfic · 3 years

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Career Day

so I read this post courtesy of @bixgirl1, @l0vegl0wsinthedark and @o0o-chibaken-o0o three times this morning, nearly cried laughing, and here I present to you: dumb dad Drarry on Career Day.

Albus Potter really just wanted two things: that new edition of Hogwarts: A History that Rose had been taunting him with all summer, and for his father to stop being so weird about the Career Day next week at Godric’s Hollow Primary School.

‘Dad, you’ll be fine, it’s just coming in to talk to my class for half an hour.’

Harry paced across the kitchen. ‘No - but - okay. So. You’re saying that...many people...will be coming…do you know…who…’

‘Um.’ Albus lowered his piece of toast. ‘Scorp’s dad is definitely coming. Talking about journalism.’ Harry squeaked and a glass fell off the counter. Albus sighed and put down his toast.

‘You shouldn’t be nervous, Dad, it’s awesome what you do.’

‘Oh, it’s...not that…’ Harry waved a hand in a feign of nonchalance and hurriedly Reparoed the glass. ‘I mean, I’ll bring in some of my new pieces.’

‘Cool.’ Albus raised an eyebrow as Harry bustled around the kitchen, not looking at him. He didn’t know why this was such a big deal; Harry was an amazing woodworker, combining magic and practical skill to create cribs that sung infants to sleep, or picture frames that adjusted size depending on the photo, or tables that set themselves. It was super cool and he was way happier than when he’d been an Auror.

‘I’ll ask your mums to come, too,’ Harry said, hurrying out of the kitchen. ‘Yes, that will work, that should make it fine…’

Albus shook his head, refilled his glass of orange juice, and thought about how he was going to break it to Lily and James that their father was going insane.

‘Scorp!’ Albus grinned at his best friend as he and Harry entered the crowded classroom, a swarm of parents and children. Harry trailed slightly behind Albus, clutching his box of shrunken wooden objects and making a small whimpering sound when Scorpius and his dad approached. Albus thought it was awesome that he and Scorpius were friends, as they both had the only gay parents in school. Well, Harry was bisexual, which he’d described to Albus as being able to fall in love with anyone. Albus thought it was ironic that his dad could have anyone and was still single, but when he told his parents this at their weekly family dinner, Luna and Ginny just laughed at Harry for about ten minutes straight and Albus felt a bit bad.

‘Hello, Albus,’ Draco beamed. He’d been very firm on that name - Mr Malfoy is my father, Albus, don’t be so formal - and he was always interested in chatting to Albus about history and Hogwarts and all sorts of things that Harry didn’t know much about. Harry was an excellent father, and Luna and Ginny were great mums, but none of them shared Albus’ bookishness. Draco looked at Harry then, his mouth twisted in a smile. ‘Potter.’

‘Malfoy.’ Albus looked at his Dad. Harry was blushing. God, was he that nervous?

‘Dad’s been nervous all week about today,’ Albus told Draco. Draco smirked.

‘Is that so, Albus?’

‘Yeah! But I’ve told him not to be, because he’s obviously awesome at what he does, and there’s no reason he should be nervous.’

‘Indeed. Your father is exceptionally...talented.’ Draco looked calmly at Harry, who looked about ready to pass out. ‘He’s so good with a bit of wood.’ Harry made a high pitched noise and Albus looked at him, brow furrowed.

‘Oh my god, Dad, relax.’

‘Sure,’ Harry wheezed. ‘I’m very relaxed.’ At that precise moment, Ginny and Luna arrived, and Harry almost jumped behind them.

‘Sweetheart!’ Ginny pinched Albus’ cheeks and he rolled his eyes. Luna enveloped him in a patchouli-and-vanilla hug. ‘Thanks for having us. Hi, Scorpius, Draco.’ Ginny grinned widely at Draco - who, for some weird reason - winked at her.

‘Hello, lesbians. How are you?’

‘Oh, very good,’ Luna said serenely. ‘The animal sanctuary is coming along so well, and it’s so nice being closer to Holyhead for Ginny’s practices.’

‘Yeah,’ Ginny said. ‘And the kids love it there, right?’

‘It’s really fun!’ Scorpius said, grinning. ‘I love the Kneazles, they’re so cute.’

‘Yes, I’ve always been rather partial to pussies,’ Ginny said, and Draco spluttered a laugh. Albus looked over to his dad, who looked like he wanted to die.

‘Adults are so weird,’ he said to Scorpius, who nodded in agreement. ‘Let’s go find Lily and Rose.’

…

The rest of the day passed fairly normally, although Harry huddled behind Ginny and Luna for most of it. That wasn’t too unusual - Albus knew his dad hated attention. What was unusual was the spluttering and choking sounds he seemed to be making a lot today.

‘Shh, for Godric’s sake Harry,’ Ginny scolded. ‘You’re fine.’

‘How am I supposed to be fine when he is there, looking at me like that…’

‘You’re so melodramatic. He likes you.’

‘No he doesn’t!’

‘Yes he does, Harry,’ Luna chimed in. ‘That’s why he’s flirting with you.’

‘But…’ Harry looked slightly hapless. Albus was deeply confused. He had no idea what flirting was.

‘I thought that much would be obvious after, erm, Albus’ birthday party.’

‘We said we’d never speak of that again,’ Harry hissed.

‘I’m just saying,’ Ginny held her hands up, ‘Draco only gets his co--erm, his dragon--out for men he actually likes.’

‘You think?’ Harry’s voice was very soft and Ginny snorted.

‘Yeah, you absolute fuckwit.’

‘Ginny!’ Luna scolded. ‘Children.’

‘It’s okay,’ said Albus, leaning back out of the row and whispering conspiratorially. ‘I know that fuck is a bad word. I won’t say it.’ Harry snorted in laughter and Ginny put her head in her hands.

‘We are not cut out for this,’ she moaned.

‘Agreed,’ Luna and Harry responded in unison.

…

At the end of Career Day, Ginny and Luna wandered over to collect Lily and Albus for the week. Albus was deep in a conversation with Scorpius about astronomy and was pleasantly surprised to see that Luna had his bag, too.

‘Come on, Scorp,’ Ginny grinned. ‘You’re staying with us tonight.’

‘No way!’ Scorpius looked thrilled and bowled his dad over in a hug. ‘Thanks!’

‘Behave,’ Draco smiled, and kissed his son gently on top of his head. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’ Harry was standing just next to Draco, cheeks very red and hands shoved in his old jeans.

‘I’ll see you on Sunday for family dinner,’ he told Albus and Lily, and kissed them goodbye. Luna and Ginny murmured something to Harry that made him make the weird choking noise again as they left, and Albus only heard one last sentence as Harry and Draco walked out the front of the building.

‘Now Potter, where were we?’

Read on Ao3.

#drarry #dad drarry #dumbasses #god i love them #draco malfoy #harry potter #linny #scorpius and albus have no clue what's up #rooney writes

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expectingtofly · 3 years

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Painted Nails and Pride

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internalized homophobia, john being an a**hole, bisexual dean, found family, happy ending

written for day 7 of @spnprideweek

Music boomed from the park down the street and Dean tried to focus on the newspapers spread out before him, front pages covered with news about a bear attack at a campsite a few miles west. Not actually a bear attack, of course. From the tracks they’d seen when they hiked out there yesterday, Dad's money was on wendigo.

Cheering drew his eyes from the table where he, Sam, and Dad sat outside a restaurant to the people heading down the sidewalk towards the music. Banners on streetlights along the road proclaimed that today marked Roseville's 3rd Annual Pride Parade. His eyes snagged on a group of kids his own age standing on the street corner, hugging and talking excitedly. One boy had painted nails and wore a cropped shirt that exposed his midriff. As he talked with his friends, he looked around, and his eyes met Dean’s. He smiled at him, and Dean ducked his head, face burning.

An announcer’s voice echoed down the street. “Welcome to Pride,” the voice boomed. Dean folded and unfolded the corner of the newspaper, listening to the cheering, rotating the ring on his thumb around and around.

Dad snorted, and Dean glanced up at him. Arms crossed, leaning back in his chair, he watched the proceedings with a scowl on his face. Dean studied the newspapers more intently, underlining words just to look like he was doing something productive. Part of him wanted to go down to the parade, just to see what it was all about, but that was ridiculous. Only affirmed by a derogatory comment Dad made low under his breath about the people in the street.

“Yeah,” Dean agreed verbally, jostling his leg under the table. He glanced sideways at Sam, who was giving Dad a glare. Dean gave him a look that meant, don’t start, but Sam ignored him.

“Don’t say that,” he said, and Dean froze, eyes snapping to their father. Dad pulled his eyes from the street to Sam, giving him a long, steady look.

“What?” he asked after a long moment. “You one of them?”

Sam only held his gaze for a second before it seemed his courage failed. He ducked his head. “No,” he mumbled, kicking at the table leg.

Dad stared at him for another long moment, expressionless, before turning his journal around and dropping it in front of Sam. “Shut up and make yourself useful. Sooner we figure out what’s killing these folks, sooner we can get out of this goddamn town.”

He waved down the waitress for another drink, and Dean glared at Sam, who was absently thumbed through the journal pages. Returning to his own work, he snapped one newspaper closed and opened another, skimmed an article about the victim’s family. The words didn’t really make sense in his head, though, and too soon he found himself watching the people in the street again. The boy who’d smiled at him had disappeared, though, probably watching the parade.

Finding a one-off line in an article about rumors of a strange being haunting the woods, he circled it and handed the newspaper across the table.

“Nice work,” Dad said, taking the paper, but instead of the usual warmth from his praise, Dean only felt sick.

He felt about the same now, standing in Jody’s kitchen—off to the side so he wouldn’t be in the way during the frenzied preparations to attend the Sioux Falls Pride Parade. Music played from Patience’s phone, some song he recognized from Cas constantly turning the radio dial to the pop music station. Sam helped Kaia finish a sign decorated with the lesbian flag, and Eileen signed with Alex who was learning sign language in high school. Claire sat at the table painting Jack’s nails, who wriggled in his seat excitedly.

Catching Dean’s eyes, he held up the hand Claire had finished. “Dean, look!”

Dean forced a smile. “Looks good.”

“Stay still,” Claire ordered, frowning down at Jack’s hand as she painted his pinky.

This was a bad idea, Dean thought. Jody had invited them for the week, mentioning off-hand that Sioux Fall’s pride events were going on, and Dean had pushed aside the mild panic at that comment, told her they’d come visit. He didn’t know he’d be roped into joining everyone at Pride, but here he was, feeling out of place in the corner of the kitchen. Who knew how he’d feel standing at the parade.

“Want me to do yours?” Claire asked, and Dean snapped his attention back to her. She was holding a bottle of nail polish, others lined up next to her on the table, and he froze, realizing what she was suggesting.

His first instinct was to spit out, “I’m not one of those,” but guilt rushed through him for how harsh the words sounded in his head. Defensive words, unnecessary ones because there was no threat here. He didn't mean them anyway.

Swallowing them down, he glanced around the kitchen for rescue. Cas was helping Donna pack water bottles because “It’s gonna be hot out there,” but he must’ve felt Dean’s gaze because he looked over and gave him a reassuring smile. No judgement in his eyes, or Claire's either, for that matter. He had a feeling he wouldn't find any judgement in this kitchen, which should've been a relief, but he had a hard time trusting it.

“Come on, Dean,” Jack said. “We can match!”

You can do this, Dean told himself. It's just Pride, not an Apocalypse.

He tried to smile. “Sure,” he said, going to the table and sitting down, chest tight.

He chose the color blue because it felt less ostentatious than the pinks and lilacs Claire presented to him. Even so, the color looked strikingly bright in the sunlight as he stood along the street marked off for the parade, and he shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Hey,” Cas said, touching his shoulder. Dean tensed, then felt awful for his reaction, but Cas didn’t move away, only rubbed between his shoulder blades until Dean relaxed marginally. “You okay?”

Dean nodded. “Fine,” he managed. Cas gave him a small smile and leaned his head on Dean’s shoulder.

A float passed with people waving and dancing on top, a banner strung across the front declaring, “Protect Trans Kids.” Jack waved a rainbow flag around, cheering along with the crowd. Claire’s arm was wrapped around Kaia’s shoulders, a smile tugging at her mouth despite her attempts to look unbothered by the proceedings. Dean wished he could feel that nonchalant. Instead, he kept looking over his shoulder. He didn’t know exactly what threat he was looking for, but the press of the growing crowds and the heat and noise, the bright colors and waving flags everywhere he looked was making him nauseous.

Turning back to the parade, he met Sam’s eyes. “Never thought we’d both end up here, right?” Sam asked over the noise, attempting levity, and Dean wondered if he remembered sitting outside near a Pride parade, feeling so unsure. There were plenty of other instances to remember, plenty of times John made disparaging comments that Dean either pretended to not hear or agreed with out of a panic that if he wasn’t careful, they might be directed at him next.

“This is fun,” Sam commented, watching the parade, and Dean wished he could agree.

Easy for you to say, he thought. You have a girlfriend, people’ll assume you’re straight. But he felt bad for thinking it. He didn’t want Cas to move away from him—if anything, wanted him closer, wanted his arm around him. But he felt too tense to move.

A crowd of middle-aged people walked in the parade, t-shirts reading variations of MOM HUGS, DAD HUGS, GRANDPA HUGS. Dean watched as people stepped off the sidewalk and hugged the moms and dads, some crying as soon as arms wrapped around them.

Without his permission, he felt his own eyes growing teary and he ducked his head, scraped his heel on the sidewalk.

“Dammit,” Jody said. “Where can I get one of those t-shirts?”

“We gotta do that next year,” Donna decided, and Jack gave her a hug.

“You can hand out hugs without the t-shirt,” he told her, and she grinned.

“You’re right.” Lifting her arms, she announced, “Free hugs over here!” People around them laughed, and someone took her up on the offer, telling her, “You’ve got a lovely family.”

Donna beamed. “Why yes I do.” She pulled Claire into a half-hug that Claire resisted, protesting the whole time. “Come here, Sam,” she said, yanking Sam into a hug that he had to nearly fold himself in half for. Everyone else got their turn, then she turned to Dean, holding out her arms.

Dean stepped into it, wrapping his arms around her. A gentler hug, Donna rubbing his back. Dean sunk into the embrace, the chaos around him subsiding for a moment.

“We’re family now, right?” she asked, pulling away to meet his eyes, and Dean nodded. Smiling at him and patting his arm, she turned back to Jody, wrapping an arm around her.

It felt a little easier to breathe now, his chest not so tight. The crowds around them didn’t seem so threatening, just smiling people with their families like he was with his. Eileen cheered as a float passed with an Irish LGBTQ+ coalition, and Dean smiled, easier now, not forced.

Jody pulled Donna in for a kiss that turned into making out. Claire rolled her eyes. “Ew, guys, Gross.” Kaia elbowed her and Claire’s put-on air of displeasure broke into a grin as she elbowed her back. Cas nudged Dean with a small smile when a float of pink, purple, and blue streamers drove past. For a moment, Dean's chest seized, John's voice ringing in his head, but in all the noise around them, it quickly drowned out.

Pulling his hands from his pockets, he took Cas’ hand. Cas interlaced their fingers immediately, squeezing tightly, then lifted their hands and studied Dean’s nails. Dean had let Jack paint a smiley face on his pinky to match the one on Jack’s thumbs. Staring at them, he thought of a boy at Pride with painted nails, his own fears and wants tightening his chest, but then Cas looked up at him with a smile, and the memory faded into a warm glow.

“I like them,” Cas told him.

“Yeah," Dean said. "Me too.”

#spnprideweek #bluefirecas #seraphcastiel #rambleoncas #userstarry #userpris #destiel fic #pride #internalized homophobia #john's a+ parenting #established dean/cas #bisexual dean winchester #inspired by my first time at pride #:)#expectingtofly writes

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everyonesfavoritelesbowrites · 3 years

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T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

Hehehehehe

Nyx's pronouns she\they... She just gives me the she\they vibe and 100% fruity, I want to say lesbian but that might just because I want to marry her\be her

Rayla is Bisexual (and probably top\dom)

Janai and Amaya are both competitive switches, definitely fighting for control

One of the Queen's of Duren could be trans...? Heard someone say it and I'm all for it although I think they would have said

Soren is either Bisexual or just a Himbo (maybe both)

SOREN IS AUTISTIC YOU CANT CHANGE MY FUCKING MIND OMFG

I beileve Janai is Autistic but there's no proof or anything in the show that gives it away but yeah I see her as Autistic

Kheesa has depression or some similar mental illness maybe bipolar

Kheesa is Bisexual, mostly leaning towards men

Sarai is Bisexual

Harrow has Bi Wife Energy

Sarai's alive\Viren killed her

As a friend said, Janai is so fucking romantic

Amaya teases Janai every second of every day and she's always so cocky when Janai turns red

Amaya is just the sweetest fucking thing

Amaya and Janai's Twin-Tailed Inferno-Tooth Tiger get along instantly and Janai is low-key jealous, whether she's jealous of Amaya or her Tiger, who knows I know, she's jealous of her tiger

Amaya asked to sit in front when they road the tiger and Janai couldn't say no (even though she did, serval times), you can't convince me other wise.

Janai and Amaya just become everyone's lesbians aunts

Janai is definitely jealous of Gren

Gren and Kazi hit it off instantly (maybe even like each other) i also ship gren and corvus so idk what to do

Soren accutaly tries to get better at poetry just for the fuck of it

Soren and Janai just have this cute relationship that doesn't make sense at all but it's like aunt and nephew kinda and it's adorable

Janai gets super attached to Ezran, Callum, Rayla, and Aanya.

You can't tell me Janai and Rayla make jokes about their relationships or tease each other or mess around...

I low-key wonder if Elves even know how long humans live... Just imagining the heartbreak

Callum asks Janai if she can teach him sun magic and she teaches him what she knows

Janai's younger brother is a mage and clicks with Callum instantly

Not a headcanon but I just wanted to say, that when Callum, Rayla, and Zym cross the boarder, they are doing it around the same time as Amaya is being taken by Sunfire and of they just went a bit closer.... They could have seen each other

Viren hates Amaya and probably has tried to kill her once or twice

Zym is a sneaky child and when he gets older accutaly runs away to visit Ezran every so often

Harrow would have been alive if Amaya was there at the Assassination

Banther Lodge is fucking full the next winter ❤️

I have many, many more but have this for now besties! Sorry it's long 🙃❤️

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thatsamericano · 3 years

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Some Sexuality Headcanons for this Story

Since Alfred trying to figure out his sexuality has become a bigger part of this story, there will be at least some brief mentions of the sexualities of some other characters in this story. So here are the headcanons I’m using.

Matthew: straight, and he hasn’t looked into it much, but I think if he did, he might realize he’s on the ace or aro spectrums too. He hasn’t been interested in that many girls other than Katya, but I don’t think it was quite as extreme as Alfred’s fixation on Savino and no one else.

Katya: bisexual, and she’s really happy about her boyfriend wearing his ally shirt to school even though he was doing it for his brother after he got bullied because it feels like a statement of support for her as well. Her boyfriend is straight, but she feels comfortable talking about her attraction to girls with him because he’s a secure, supportive straight guy.

Magnus: gay, and his type is dudes that are smaller/skinnier than him (so his boyfriend Lukas, and Savino just a little, although Alfred is completely oblivious about the Savino part, LOL)

Tolys: bi, and his boyfriend Feliks is pan. They’re fine with each other using the terms that make them most comfortable.

Emma: lesbian, and right now Savino and Katya are the only ones who know. Savino because he’s Emma’s ex-boyfriend and their breakup did have to do with the fact that she’s a lesbian, and Katya because she asked why Emma had been avoiding eating lunch with everyone even after getting back in touch with Savino. They become closer after Emma comes out to her because they’re both WLW, but in a friendship way since Katya just wants to be with Matthew and Emma is fine being friends too after she gets over her one-sided crush.

Kiku: I’m leaning towards making him ace/aro since I haven’t given him a boyfriend or girlfriend, but I’m not sure if he has officially labeled himself yet. This factors into the plot because Kiku senses that Alfred is like him in this respect and just doesn’t like people that way (which was true before Savino showed up in his life). He’s known Alfred since the third grade, and Alfred has never had a crush on anyone or even mentioned finding a celebrity attractive. When Savino asks him about Alfred soon after he starts sitting at their lunch table, Kiku basically says Alfred is ace/aro without using that exact terminology since he doesn’t want to label Alfred without his permission. It also factors into why he’s so awkward when he runs into Alfred and Savino in the library, because they were making out in a very heated way. Even if Kiku could be romantically interested in people, I don’t think he’d feel comfortable making out with them like that even behind closed doors, so he felt very uncomfortable seeing his friends like that in a semi-public setting.

Antonio, Augusto, Savino, and Feliciano: All bi, and Chiara is in the midst of figuring herself out, but I think she’ll end up calling herself bi too. For Savino and Feliciano, part of the reason they go with bi rather than other terms is that Antonio and their nonno call themselves bi, so they like the family connection. Savino also isn’t a fan of explaining his sexuality to people, so he doesn’t want to use some term and then get a “what’s that?” in response. With Savino specifically, he’s more frequently attracted to girls or woman-aligned people, so he can’t say gender isn’t a factor for him, and pansexual is not a good fit. I think Chiara will end up using bi for all the reasons Savino does (liking a girl is new for her, she doesn’t want to explain it to people, and she likes calling herself bi the way some people in her family do).

Arthur: gay as the day is long, and he was particularly loud about it back in high school when he was dealing with his homophobic parents (hence stuff like rainbow glitter jeans). He can still be loud about it as an adult, like with his Elton John Halloween costume he wore a few years before the story starts.

Francis: pansexual, though for most of his life he would have used the term bisexual since that’s been around longer. When he found the term pansexual, it really resonated for him, so he mostly switched over to using that. He doesn’t mind explaining it to people, though he does get tired of the jokes about being attracted to pans (but he thinks if people are being that shitty about it, they wouldn’t be much better if he said he was bi).

Alfred: At this point, he definitely knows he is capable of being attracted to Savino and gender-variant versions of his boyfriend. Pansexual might fit him, but he isn’t sure about using that as a label since his sexuality is so confusing to him already that he doesn’t want to get more questions about it and would be more sensitive to jokes about him being attracted to pans than Francis is. Before this story, he basically thought he was ace/aro but didn’t have the words for it. He’s definitely not completely ace or aro because of Savino, but he’s on both spectrums, and I think he might settle on calling himself gray-romantic and gray-sexual eventually. Demisexual is sort of close too, because he only realized he was attracted to Savino that way after knowing him for months but may have had unrecognized sexual attraction before that, but demiromantic doesn’t because he definitely fell in love with Savino at first sight even if he didn’t get that’s what was happening to him at the time. He avoids discussing his sexuality with specific terminology most of the time because it’s not anyone’s business and he’s insecure about the fact that it seems weird and complicated compared to everyone else’s. He might use the bi/pan label and then follow it up with the ace and aro spec labels because the ace and aro spec part is just as important to him as the gender thing if not more so. But he’d only do that with someone he’s close to who he feels he can trust and who will believe him when he says he’s bi but really only attracted to his boyfriend and imaginary gender-variant versions of him.

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nagitokomaedapizzasuitarchive · 3 years

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[Class 78 Komaru Request]

[[ @meemeeblueberry777 - request ]]

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You’re welcome!! Thems my comfort gals and I’m just here to put out the content they deserve made of ‘em.

I’m really contemplating taking fic requests, as I could use the fuel, but I’ll have to see. School’s currently being really hard on my mental health rn so I shouldn’t jump into it otherwise I’ll have a backlog I have to get through like I do with the few requests I’ve gotten now. (And taking as long as I have on this proves I'll probably have to wait before taking anything.)

I’ve never done an imagines/ headcanons list, but let’s give it a shot..! ;)

(This actually ended up being REALLY long so I’m adding a read more break.)

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Order:

>Komaru Herself >Tokomaru >Shomaru

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Class 78 Komaru

In this AU, she would be Makoto’s twin. She would also have been scouted for her abilities with ghosts.

She’s around Makoto a lot, but does make friends with a few of their peers. She, Makoto, Aoi, Kyoko, and Sayaka end up making up a friend group together.

She isn't anything special in class. She actually has to lean on Kyoko/ Toko for some tutoring.

Sometimes she is possessed by ghosts trying to mess with the living, and it freaks everyone out. It doesn't happen often, but it still makes her learn how to keep spirits from just being able to possess her.

Komaru has slapped Byakuya. I don't make the rules.

Within the Killing Game, she would definitely lean on Makoto for support really early on, especially since she would remember arriving with him and vice versa, but she would eventually open up to the others again.

Her ghost abilities don't actually end up lending much help to investigations. Junko was aware of them beforehand, so measures were taken to make sure ghosts have a hard time reaching her. She mostly just feels their presence instead.

Closer to the final trial (trial 6), however, she actually is reached by Mukuro. Their connection is short and brief and mostly just freaks the others out. (Though it is still some help.)

Tokomaru

Despite Toko not being the closest to Makoto, the two of them met through him. They didn’t fully click at first, Toko pushing back from any idea of friendship between them, but Komaru was persistent. They grow close quickly once Toko lets her walls down.

Toko is very open about her fantasies as we can see in UDG canon, but actually does back it off as she notices it makes Komaru genuinely uncomfortable.

Early on in their friendship, Komaru develops a crush on Toko. She doesn’t really confess her feelings, but as their friendship goes on it motivates her to come out to Toko.

Unknown to Komaru, however, Toko actually does begin to reciprocate. Issue being: Toko knows barely anything about LGBT identities and isn’t even aware there’s more identities than just lesbian/ gay/ trans.

Toko never formally comes out to Komaru, both knowing her question was indication enough of her orientation.

“Yeah?”

“Y-You know about b-being LGBT, K-Komaru.”

“W-Well, lets s-say someone already kn-knows they’re attracted t-to one gender. B-But they r-realize they could b-be attracted to another. C-Can that happen?”

“That’s being bisexual, Toki. Or pansexual, depending on how you choose to identify.”

“Th-Thanks.”

It doesn’t take long after for Toko to confess, to the shock of Komaru, who was still under the impression that Toko was still interested in Byakuya. Despite the shock, they quickly start dating.

In public they still keep their interactions seemingly platonic, with both of them choosing remain closeted for their safety. The only ones who they let know are Makoto and a select few trusted friends of Komaru.

They actually sleep over at each other’s dorms frequently, much to the annoyance of Kiyotaka. Typically it’s Toko coming over to sleep in Komaru’s dorm.

In private, they have very physically affectionate behaviors.

Screw any level of "Makoto is concerned at first", he's fully supportive from day one. He's been aware of Toko's system and knows Sho has calmed down. He's even happy knowing they would be there to protect his sister.

This will get obscenely long if I go to include bullets about Killing Game Tokomaru; but I'm actually doing fics to an AU concept I have similar to this (when I have motivation) so [I'll link that here.]

Shomaru

It was actually Sho’s fault their system fell for Komaru. <3

Through their times having to pretend to be Toko, they were (pleasantly) shocked by how nice Komaru was to them.

Obviously, Komaru catches on quickly that, hey, something isn’t right. And so Sho has to let her know of their status as a system (because clearly Toko wasn’t going to).

Komaru is actually very accepting. While not fully understanding at first, she’s quick to learn and correct herself.

Sho is a based bisexual enby (I, once again, do not make the rules) so it is easy for them to accept they have feelings for Komaru. They actually fully come out to Komaru fast.

Sho is actually aggressively protective of Komaru, still dealing with the “kill to protect myself/ my system” mindset and subconsciously adding Komaru to the protect list. Komaru helps them kick the mindset however and have them calm down.

After dating, it is very very apparent how clingy Sho gets. Despite Toko and Komaru still trying to keep physical contact to a minimum, whenever Sho fronts they’re wrapped around at least one part of her body. Luckily they’re aware to keep it easily mistakable as platonic.

When the Killing Game starts, Sho hates being the only one to remember their relationship. That, along with the feelings for Byakuya resurfacing with a basically reverted Toko, causes her a lot of distress.

Though when they’re finally able to front as their own person, they’re once again extremely protective of Komaru. The nerves of trying to survive the Killing Game with their love, it’s enough to resurface the “kill to protect/ survive” mindset that plagued them earlier in life.

#request #komaru naegi #naegi komaru #tokomaru #syomaru #toko x komaru #komaru x toko #writing #it is very. very clear this is an unfamiliar format to me #hopefully this is what was wanted..!#i havent done a writing type request in. ages dear lord #also so sorry to the requester; THIS TOOK SO LONG AND I FEEL BAD #i cant control a lot of the stuff going on around me so </3 #hopefully with getting this done i can get myself to crack into the few art requests i have #i may revisit this at a later date to rework it. im not sure how i feel but it is what it is and i think this is sufficient

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aegialia · 3 years

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self-indulgent reflection on being on tumblr

so i recently hit 1000 followers on here and this blog has existed for almost exactly 8 years, so i wanted to ramble about tumblr and my experience of it for awhile. under the cut so definitely feel free to ignore this.

i started this blog right around when i was fourteen and had just started high school. at that point, i was out to my parents (and no one else) as bi, i had an inkling i was Struggling with something but i had no idea what and felt like i couldnt actually acknowledge it, and i had left leaning but very vague politics. tumblr definitely has shaped my journey around sexuality/gender/mental health/politics, both for good and for ill.

for good:

seeing other ppl talk about being lesbians helped me realize i could be a lesbian w/o being a traitor to the concept of bisexuality. hearing trans ppl talk about their experiences and explaining non-binary stuff and dysphoria helped me understand what i was going through

i don’t like talking about my mental health stuff in detail on here, but suffice to say, i was Going Through it in high school. i’m still going through it now, but i am in a much better place (thank you medication and 7 years of therapy!). seeing ppl talk about the weird, dumb, awful parts of mental illness let me acknowledge that i was going through those things too, that i wasnt like evil for feeling like that, that i could change. people talking about adhd/autism was particularly helpful---being able to identify why i’d always felt like my brain just didn’t work right is the first step in the (ongoing) process of not hating myself for the way my brain works

politics is definitely the area where i think tumblr was the best for me. i got exposed to so many opinions i definitely wasn’t hearing in school, from intelligent, well-read people who could articulate theory in ways i could understand. tumblr didn’t give me my politics and i didn’t learn everything i know about theory from it, but the communities of people i was around pointed me in the right directions. tumblr was also a good place to learn how to react to criticism. this doesn’t seem to be most people’s experience, but getting called out over minor things on tumblr genuinely helped me learn how to take a step back, look at my behavior, apologize, and try to change, which, as it turns out, is a helpful skill irl as well

for ill:

wrt sexuality and gender, it’s probably pretty obvious someone who’s journey is ‘cis bi girl -> cis with a million different microlabels -> nb w a million different microlabels for both sexuality and gender -> nb butch lesbian who’s not super into romance’ would have some bad times on tumblr. the bi circles i was in made being a lesbian seem like an immoral choice, the ‘’’mogai’’’ (or whatever u wanna call them) circles made me feel like i had to divy up and perfectly label every aspect of myself in a way that really wasn’t helpful for me, the lesbian circles i was in made me feel like being a lesbian was about ending up in a monogamous butch/femme cottagecore relationship and that there was something wrong with me for not really wanting that. to be clear i think microlabels can be very helpful for people/a monogamous butch/femme relationship is a perfectly fine thing to want, they just didn’t work for me. im very very glad ive reached a point in my life where i dont feel the need to stay up to date on the latest discourse and am more focused on finding a way to exist that is comfortable for me and supporting my community irl. 10/10 would recommend to everyone

not going to get deep into it, but social media is. not good for my brain in general. i still enjoy using tumblr, but these days im pretty careful to step back from it frequently and treat it as an occasional hobby.

the cons of political stuff on tumblr are probably also very obvious. there are some just awful discussions on here and the culture surrounding the way we handle bad behavior and justice and accountability and working to become a better person and make up for the harm you’ve caused has historically been fucking awful and trying to unlearn it and find new ways to engage with this stuff is exhausting.

for all that i’ve changed over the course of having this blog, this blog has stayed pretty fucking static. i started out being super into diana wynne jones and the iliad and those are still two of my biggest interests and things i talk about the most on here. there are definitely specific things that have petered away (i started this blog almost entirely to keep up with good omens fan stuff and i pretty much haven’t touched it since the miniseries came out, i haven’t sought out pacific rim/supernatural/elementary/mcu content in years), but im still pretty much interested in the same things. i like relatively small fandoms, i like weird side characters, i like to be a grumpy child playing with my toys in the corner. when a fandom im in gets popular, i tend to stop engaging with it entirely (hello rqg/tma/good omens/enola holmes!). i dont think its a pretentious ‘i liked it before it was cool’ thing so much as a ‘people get Weird and awful when a fandom hits a certain level of popularity and there’s too much content and i really, really hate the bad faith arguments larger fandoms tend to spawn’ thing. i’ll consume content from big fandoms, but i pretty much refuse to actually engage with them at this point.

one of the stranger parts of my experience of tumblr is the social side. i’ve never really known how people make friends online---how do you go from liking each other’s posts and occasionally replying to them to actually being friends who communicate off social media? i’ve had conversations with ppl on tumblr and i’ve had sort-of friendships that are contained to tumblr where i’d like to get to know them better, but i’ve never figured out how to do that. my best friend’s job is pretty much to make friends/connections on the internet (she’s an activist and artist), my dad knows people everywhere in the world from twitter, and i’m just sitting here like a little old grandpa who doesn’t understand how you can have internet friends.

at this point in my life, i’m fine with this, but this has made me feel real fucking bad in the past---like, if everyone online, even the ppl who say they’re weird and brainbad in a similar way to me, can make friends on the internet, what’s wrong with me? particularly in high school and my first year of college, when i was just horribly lonely all the time, it made me feel super disconnected and like there was something fundamentally bad about me. these days, i’m a lot chiller about it. i use social media to engage with stuff i enjoy and share my thoughts about it. it’s okay that my social difficulties extend to me not knowing how to use the internet to socialize.

on a somewhat related topic, it’s wild that i have 1000 followers. obviously, that’s not an actually super large number and a huge number of them are probably bots or inactive. if you post consistently for eight years and follow lots of people, like i do, it’s not a surprise to end up with this many followers. it is also, thankfully, the sort of followers that are not fans. probably most ppl following this blog dont remember why they followed and dont know anything about me or my interests. this sounds like its meant to be depressing but it’s not. i like that my way of engaging w the internet lets me do pretty much whatever i want and no one will care. the mere concept of being. like. tumblr famous in any capacity, even just in one community/fandom, is viscerally horrifying to me.

i really enjoy the space i’ve created for myself on here. on one hand, going back through my blog is obviously embarrassing and full of hating my past self. on the other hand, i now have a very nice collection of things i enjoy in this blog. i like seeing what i’ve been interested in and (when i’m in a good mental health place) i like to be able to remember how i thought and talked about the things i loved when i was younger. im not at the place in my life where i can love a younger version of myself, but sometimes i can laugh at zir with a level of fondness.

i’ve always been paranoid about sharing details about my life on here (and the fact that my parents have always been able to see it certainly contributed), so the version of jack on here is a carefully curated version, who’s super enthusiastic about the things they love, was very conscientious about apologizing and trying to do better when ze messed up, and tried to be polite to others. that’s a younger version of myself that i’m closer to being able to have compassion for than the version i find in essays and poems and memories.

i’m starting grad school in ten days and i’m still using the blog i started when i began high school. tumblr has helped me in a lot of ways and hurt me in a lot of ways, but i still have to admit that it’s been a significant factor in shaping me. i’d be incredibly embarrassed to admit that irl, but it’s true. other than my family and like one friend, this blog is one of the only things that’s ‘known’ me since i started high school. i’ve changed so much in that time and im glad to have this weird little record of myself throughout those changes, even if i’d probably warn my younger self away from tumblr if i could go back in time.

tl;dr i have had a mixed experience on tumblr and i have mixed feelings about that experience. no idea if anyone read any of this very long, very rambling internet memoir

p.s. fun facts about this blog:

i’ve never changed my icon or blog title

i recently got a second version of the poster i got my blog title from. i chose my blog title by looking at what was hanging on the wall directly in front of me.

my original url was gloomthkin. this was not, as you’d probably assume, an otherkin thing. i had literally no idea what otherkin was at that point. i’d just learned the word gloomth from a bill bryson book and thought it would be cool n edgy to be the child of the quality of gloom. i changed my url after i learned what otherkin was and realized everyone probably assumed something about me that wasn’t true which i hated (not bc i had an issue w otherkin, just bc i don’t like ppl thinking untrue things about me)

during my good omens days, i once sent a tumblr ask to nail guyman which, in retrospect, was kinda rude. i stand by the content but id never send an ask like that now. he replied to it privately in a way that so deeply embarrassed and shamed 15 year old me that i’ve never gotten over it. i still get nervous and embarrassed when i see anything about him or his books

#gloomth and circumstance #this is definitely not required reading!#i just felt like rambling for a very long time about my feelings and my blog #w bonus blog trivia at the bottom that amuses me and probably no one else

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crossroadsofchaos · 3 years

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Pride and Anxiety

Happy Pride Month!

This fic takes place somewhere between one and a half and two years ago in the timeline.

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Emmy was sitting alone in her room, scrolling through social media and sketching in one of her notebooks. One of the little drawings was a young woman holding a flag in her hand, colored magenta on top and dark blue on the bottom, with a thin purple stripe in the middle, the flag being the only colored part of the drawing.

After she finished a couple more sketches, she put down her pencil and walked over to the window. She watched as cars occasionally passed by and a few people were walking on the sidewalk here and there, while she was lost in her thoughts. She stood there for at least a few minutes, musing about something.

She then took a deep breath, straightened her back and sighed. She proceeded to walk downstairs and headed to the living room, expecting to find her grandaunt Judith there. She was correct - the old woman was sitting in one of the armchairs, knitting something.

Emmy stood at the door for a moment or two, with an uncertain expression on her face, and then took a deep breath again and tried to look more relaxed.

“Hey, aunt Judy” - she hesitantly spoke.

“Yes, Emmy?” - the woman responded, not looking up.

“So.. I was curious, how do you feel about LGBTQ people?” - Emmy asked, trying to sound casual.

“Well, how do you feel about them?” - Judith responded calmly.

“Uh- I think they’re fine” - Emmy said.

“You can say you support them, dear. It’s okay” - Judith assured, still focused on her knitting.

“You don’t mind?” - Emmy gazed at her grandaunt with a hopeful spark in her eyes.

“Just because I’m old doesn’t mean I’m hateful, sweetie” - Judith shook her head. - “I’m an asexual lesbian myself”

Emmy gasped and covered her mouth with her hand, blinking in confusion and staring at her 73-year-old grandaunt in disbelief. She could feel her heart pounding and arms lightly shivering.

“Wait.. really?” - she asked in a shocked tone.

“Why do you think I never got married?” - Judith questioned. - “And you must be queer yourself, aren’t you?” - she glanced at her grandniece.

“How did you know?” - Emmy flinched.

“You seemed nervous, so I suspected the topic might be personal to you” - Judith explained. - “And it turns out I was right”

Emmy remained silent for a few moments, leaning on the doorframe and twirling a lock of her wavy auburn hair with her finger.

“..Yeah.. You’re right” - she spoke again. - “I’m pretty sure I’m bi”

“We can talk about it more. Come here” - Judith said, gesturing at the other armchair next to hers.

Emmy nodded and walked over to the armchair to sit down, now being closer to her grandaunt. She pulled up her legs and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on top.

“When did you realize you might be bisexual?” - Judith asked.

“About a few weeks ago” - Emmy replied. - “When did you know you were a lesbian?”

“When I was very young, somewhere in my twenties” - Judith said. - “I didn’t care that much about romance, but I didn’t mind it if it came naturally, and I had three girlfriends throughout my younger years. Now, tell me about yourself”

“Well,.. I mean, I always knew I found guys attractive” - Emmy began. - “I didn’t really think about girls that way, maybe because we’re always told that girls are naturally more affectionate and emotional, so I just never really considered that I could have feelings for them.

I knew about gay and bi people for some time, but I always kinda just viewed it as something that only others are, and I was okay with that. A few weeks ago I saw a really pretty girl and I kinda just.. realized I might like girls. And then I became more and more sure after reading about other bi people’s experiences”

“I’m glad you found yourself, dear” - Judith smiled, still knitting.

Emmy smiled as well, but then she knit her brows and stared down at the floor for some time.

“Do you think my parents will accept me?” - she asked.

“They will, they will” - Judith nodded. - “They know I’m a lesbian, too”

Emmy let out a sigh of relief. She looked at the container on the little table between the two armchairs, in which a few yarn balls were lying, and she noticed that there was seven of them - three shades of orange, three shades of pink, and one simply white. Her eyes sparked with curiosity.

“Wait, are you knitting something with the lesbian flag?” - she asked.

“I’m knitting a sweater for a friend” - Judith replied. - “I can knit you one with a bisexual flag, if you’d like. Or perhaps a scarf”

“Oh, I’d love a bi scarf!” - Emmy exclaimed happily. - “Thank you, aunt Judy!” - she got up from her armchair and proceeded to gently hug her grandaunt and kiss her on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, dear” - Judith said. - “Now, please, let me continue knitting”

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nerd-at-sea5 · 2 years

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milk and feelings

thalia figuring out her feelings and then reyna confesses (in a way, thalia does as well) and then they kiss. its cute i promise.

thalia had grown to hate the campfires.

every single night, maybe she liked it the first few times, but the romans were here for jason’s funeral, and everyone was drinking themself to hades and back.

she couldn’t stay with the hunters. if she did, she’d watch everyone she loved die. she couldn’t do that, she would have killed herself.

not many campers were even of age, but she didn’t think mr. d gave a shit.

thalia hated alcohol.

for as long as she can recall, she’d see girls in magazines and movies with their wine and beer, and she’d see her mother...and everything felt like a curse.

so how the hell did she get roped into a drinking game with leo.

‘milk for thalia because she doesn’t like beer.’

even without the drink her stomach is doing flips, godsdam campfires.

reyna’s smiling face across the camp, soft and easy-relaxed, thalia would say, her face illuminated by the fire, she looked like an angel.

godly, if thalia was allowed to say.

like that time she saw aphrodite-oh shit.

“thals? how are you choking on milk?”

“i-nothing, nothing.”

she didn’t sound convincing, the glimpse from years ago at the goddess, she’s been convinced it was a boy with long hair, a boy with those clever, brave brown eyes, a boy, a boy.

it was never a boy.

it was never a boy. percy grinned, leaning on piper slightly, who shoved him off, “chill percy, i’ve got a girlfriend.”

“THALIA STOP CHOKING ON THE FUCKING MILK!!!”

“sorry!!”

annabeth looked at her warily, and leo spoke before her, “what-your against gay people?!”

thalia froze, and saw percy’s gaze harden, and she felt herself blush, “no! what the hell leo?! no...i didn’t...i just didn’t know-i don’t.”

piper giggled, “you don’t know shit about gay stuff, do you?”

the daughter of zeus shook her head, feeling extremely out of her element.

“i know some. i know what gay and lesbian mean, and i know what being trans is. that’s kind of it....”

percy snickered, “well, i’m bisexual, and if you didn’t know-i did like luke. but he’s a bitch and you can’t really fuck a corpse.”

frank looked up at him, surprised, “i-”

annabeth rolled her eyes, “i’m also bi, you know.”

“i’m pan! pan-piper, like that guy with his flute.”

leo raised his hand, “i’m pan and trans!”

“i just don’t feel a sexual attraction, so..i’m asexual.” hazel said, shrugging, and thalia could imagine nico going ‘good.’.

she nodded, “thanks guys....”

her head was pounding at her, and she was convinced there was something in her milk.

“leo is there something in here?”

the boy shrugged, “prob not, why?”

“my head wants to blow up.”

reyna walked over, “we can go over to a smaller fire?”

hazel giggled, “you don’t like us?”

reyna gave her a small smile, “yes, i do, but thalia’s interesting.”

thalia’s stomach twisted again, but she nodded, “yeah, i’m interesting. suck it.”

piper flipped her off.

she always felt normal around the daughter of bellona, but now, thalia felt like a knife had hit her in the stomach.

it was like she was filled to the brim, and she was going to burst at any moment.

and, and oh gods reyna looks so beautify sitting closer and gods she was nice enough to invite thalia to sit alone, and she’s always helping others and-

“thals? are you alright?”

no, i’m not okay, your really fucking attractive and i-“yeah, i’m good, you good, rey?”

reyna rolled her eyes, “you are the only person alive who calls me that....”

“i’m that special?”

“do you always flirt with people like this?”

thalia almost choked for the third time, a) holy fuck has she been flirting with reyna?! and b) did reyna sound....hopeful?

“i-”

“what’s going on, thals? you seemed to shocked when i walked over and you-”

thalia couldn’t stop talking.

“and-and hearing everyone else talk about that stuff, i just-it it really that easy? my mom would have killed me, and i just...i just...i hate this feeling but it’s also so comforting.”

she froze and slapped herself in the face, forgetting she was holding a glass of milk.

she quickly wiped her face, gods of olympus, why had she said that?!

why hadn’t she stopped?!

it probably wasn’t even true! thinking that a girl was pretty didn’t mean anything and....gods.

“i-I’m sorry-i didn’t-”

thalia’s regret veered off the line when she saw reyna’s face shining slightly.

holy hades.

before thalia knew what was going on, she was being hugged.

and it didn’t feel like a normal hug.

it felt warm and comforting and...and it felt like home.

she didn’t realize she’s pressed her face to reyna’s collarbone, and she’s crying-hephaestus she’s being so open right now-

reyna pulls away, her face still shining and thalia finds her self, oddly enough, wishing she’d be hugged again.

“sorry..i don’t know what i was thinking.”

thalia gave her a small smile, “it’s fine. i liked it-wait-fuck.”

reyna laughed softly, and thalia’s breathe quickened.

holy hera what was this girl doing to her?!

“so did i.....thank you-for saying that. i know you didn’t really...well...seem to be happy with yourself, but...” reyna shrugged. “i guess it felt good to hear someone else say it?”

“what do you mean?”

thalia stopped her, “okay-well, your not broken. that’s bullshit, your beautiful and amazing and-and what was hazel saying.....asexual!”

“what?”

now she was going on about something she didn’t really know.

thalia rubbed the back of her head nervously, glancing around, slightly surprised that no one had eavesdropped on their conversation.

“nervous?”

“just....people.”

“ah. very descriptive.”

“wow, reyna? sarcastic?”

“cute, thals, real cute.”

thalia froze.

okay, fuck it-she’s doing something about these feelings.

before she could talk herself out of it, the blue and black haired girl grabbed the other’s wrist, standing and pulling her to behind the zeus cabin.

then she panicked, what the hell was she doi-

shut up, internal monologue. “can i kiss you?”

“um-”

thalia was shorter than reyna, by at least three inches.....three.

“yes.”

everything felt so...good.

she could feel wood on her back and was vaguely aware that she was standing up at tall as she could.

it didn’t matter.

nothing else mattered.

everything made sense.

they broke apart, and thalia found herself smiling like an idiot, “’no demigod shall heal your heart.’ well, reyna avila ramirez-areallno, how does an ex-immortal hunter sound?”

the roman laughed, her joyful, clear and pure laugh, “it sounds pretty fucking perfect.”

right before they kissed again.

#thalia grace #reyna ramirez arellano #pjo #hoo #toa #riordanverse #theyna #thalia x reyna #reyna x thalia #oliver writes

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papipopsicle · 4 years

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AFTERTASTE PART FIVE

Pairing: Archie Andrews X Reader

Genre: fluff and some angst

Summary: In which two best friends since childhood test whether sex and friendship can co-exist without causing conflict. Including OC's Flick and Cherry, a bisexual and lesbian in a sapphic relationship who are best friends of Y/N.

Song: Candy by Doja Cat

Warnings: swearing, minors consuming alcohol

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Y/N lasted two weeks before thoughts of even throwing the bet came to mind. She had been strong so far; making sure to wear her tightest outfits and highest heels, being extra touchy-feely with Archie and not reacting to his moves in the slightest. Her personal favourite moment was sitting on his lap at the Twilight Drive-In and giving him a hard-on whilst Kevin and Betty sat next to them non the wiser.

But now, on day eighteen, she needed reinforcements. The redhead realised his attempts were failing miserably and he couldn't help his reactions to Y/N’s provocative movements. He turned it up a notch, becoming rather possessive of the five foot blonde knowing she enjoyed that side of him. He carefully walked the line of teasing and taunting like a tightrope, always whispering in her ear and letting his hand rest on her inner thigh under the table. And now, Y/N found herself wanting to pounce him whenever he caught her eye. It was getting out of hand, so she called for the only two people who could possibly help.

"Have you tried doing the bend and snap?" Cherry asked out of the blue, her head rested on her girlfriends lap as the three watched Clueless from the comfort of Felicity's bed.

"Babe," the blue haired girl said with a sigh and took a handful of M&Ms, "I love you but I don't think our answer lies in a two-thousand's rom-com."

"Hey, it worked on you, didn't it?" The brunette grinned smugly and leaned up to kiss the girl above her, earning a handful of chocolate to be launched in their direction and a disgruntled groan from the blonde sitting beside them.

Y/N pouted, "Please stop reminding me how single I am."

At this, the two girls pulled away and sent her the same bewildered look, "You wouldn't be if you told that hunky ginger you're in love with him!" Flick barked, a hand playing with the hem of her partner's shirt whilst the other flew up in desperation.

The y/h/c girl sent her friends an incredulous glare, it only growing when their shared 'you know I'm right' smile made an appearance. She took a handful of sweets and irritably shoved them in her mouth, "I am not in love with Archie Andrews... I just want his body on my body... in a variety of ways, and locations... multiple times."

"Right, so let me just get this straight," Cherry sat upright and gathered her hair over one shoulder, she paused the film and sent the petite girl a serious look, "you really think a no-strings-attached relationship can actually work? Have you even seen Friends With Benefits? It doesn't work! Sure it's all fun and games now but it's only a matter of time before one of you catches feelings and shit gets real. Then we'll have to pick sides, obviously you automatically get us, but I really liked Archie, he was promising..."

"What my gorgeous girlfriend means, is that we won't have this relationship ruined because you two can't keep it in your pants. We've put a lot of work and effort into this ship and it isn't going to waste, this isn't some TV teen drama shit, there's no need to wait until season 6 to actually be happy. Don't be Lydia and Stiles." Flick rounded up, taking the remote and pressing play.

Y/N simply sighed and slouched against the pillows, her attention turning back to the TV as she sulked, "I came here for your advice, and honestly now it feels like my moms are telling me I can't have sex with my hot best friend because they ship us too hard romantically. How can sex ruin a friendship? That's like saying extra sprinkles ruin ice cream! Anyways, none of that matters unless I win this stupid bet."

"You know Y/N/N, asking a lesbian and a bisexual whose only ever been with a girl on how to seduce a boy isn't exactly your best move." Cherry commented, snuggling under her blanket with a near-empty bowl of mini-pretzels at her side.

"My advice? Just be yourself, dumbass. Clearly for some weird reason he's into that, so it's only a matter of time until he gives in and this insanity will end. Boys think with their dicks and have a lot less will-power than us. For fucks sake, he's sprung when your name's mentioned in passing conversation, clearly he wants to bone your brains out. Wait it out, you're one stubborn chick when you want to be, you got this."

Two days later, on one rather fateful Friday night, Y/N found herself in the midst of a party thrown by none other than the Blossom twins. It had been a while since she'd spoken to either of them, but since their entire year was currently making out on the couches, the invitation wasn't all that strange. She and Betty had spent the evening getting ready whilst rocking out to the cheesiest music known to their generation. The smaller blonde wore a little red number with lace cutouts, and only managed to convince her taller friend to ditch the mom-jeans for a conservative royal blue knee-length dress. Baby steps, she told herself whilst trying her best not to cut a deeper neckline in the mass of material.

Betty Cooper had absolutely no idea what was going on between two of her three best friends; and although she'd always been silently jealous of their closeness, she was used to it and didn't think twice to question it. Y/N spritzed her neck and wrists with her favourite perfume, Daisy Dream, and gave herself a final once over in the large mirror beside her wardrobe.

With perfect timing, like some magical intuition, Y/N’s phone buzzed, notifying her their ride was outside. She grinned at the taller girl and slipped her black Louis Vuitton's on, "Ready, m'lady?"

"I-I don't know, Y/N/N." Betty panicked, wringing her hands together as a worrisome look etched onto her face, "What if my mom sees us leave? She'll kill me if she finds out we're going to a Blossom party."

"She won't. And even if she does, she'll only see us getting into a car with Cherry and Flick, just tell her they invited us over for a girl's night or something... Stop worrying about the future, and start living in the now! You look smokin', I look hot, we are not wasting my precious work on Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore again, capisce?" Y/N didn't allow even a millisecond to pass before dragging the taller girl downstairs with her where they met Polly and Ren.

The four took a few quick photos together and hightailed it out to the red convertible sitting on the edge of the drive. Polly switched places with Flick and the happy couple sat in the back on each other's lap, leaving Y/N and Betty sat beside them like two spare wheels.

When the group of girls arrived, Cheryl graciously directed them down to the basement. Thoughts of being led down to a torture chamber came to mind as the redhead opened a large squeaky door, but those died down when the smell of liquor and sound of house music hit them like a brick wall.

So now, an hour into the night, it was just Betty and Y/N standing at the side of the room with a red solo cup in hand. Polly ran off to find her beloved boyfriend as soon as she arrived and Y/S/N just so happened to find herself hitting on a nearby houseplant. 'Flicky' were playing beer pong, well cider for them, against Reggie and Moose, and were winning with only one cup standing.

The petite girl, who still stood below her friend even in four inch heels, was about to save her sister from some terrible mugshots, but a strong arm stopped her in her tracks and pulled her back into a muscly chest.

"Where'd you think you're going, gorgeous?" A deep voice breathed in her ear, and a second later she ripped herself away from the boy, instantly recognising him and wishing to be the other side of the building right now. Though her actions were quick, the brunette pinned her to the nearest wall and stared hazily into her wide chartreuse-coloured eyes. Y/N actually laughed at the irony of the location, finding it funny that the last time she was in this position it was rather enjoyable.

"Fuck off, Chuck." The girl took another sip of her drink, not bothering to pay the boy any attention because that's exactly what he wanted. Though, when his arms moved from the wall to around her waist and neck, forcing Y/N to look up at him, she felt like punching the stupid smile off his smug face. But with one hand stuck at her side and the other holding her drink, she simply settled for chucking her remaining vodka-lemonade at the boy.

He chuckled cynically and wiped his face down, eyes darkening as he pushed himself against her with even more force, "Now, now. That's no way to treat the best fuck you've ever had. Why don't we go find somewhere quiet, for old times sake." He commanded, his tone leaving no room for questioning or any form of verbal consent.

But Y/N scoffed and chucked her now empty cup at his face, "Do you really want to be known for rape, as well as leaking a fifteen year old's sex tape, that you were a part of let's not forget?"

He sighed and brought a hand up to cup her face, coarse fingers gripping her jaw achingly tight, "Y/N/N, aren't we past that? I was mad and you embarrassed me in front of the entire football team, what did you expect me to do? Can't we just forget about that?" His other arm aggressively tugged her closer, "C'mon, you know you want me, slut."

Y/N had her eyebrows raised intolerably the entire time he spoke, and when she realised this had no affect on him, she cocked her head ever so slightly. That word felt so good coming from Archie's lips weeks ago. But with Chuck's intoxicated breath panting down on her made up face, she felt completely and utterly violated, physically and mentally.

She hid the look of disgust as best as possible and simply let her best fake alluring smile grace her features; Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and looked ever so sweetly into his darkened eyes, "Clayton, we were together for what, eight months? And somehow, in that entire time, you never made me orgasm, not even close. I feel sorry for any girl, or whoever else who has to put up with your shitty oral. Don't you ever, ever use that word against me or any other girl. Don't touch me, you do not and shall never have consent to touch my body, remember that." She smoothly spoke, her voice laced with sugar-coated venom.

Using his drunken and shocked state to her advantage, Y/N unhooked his arms and rushed off to find one particular individual. She fought through the endless crowd of teenagers and after ten minutes of searching, Archie was nowhere to be found. A light tapping on one shoulder caused the y/h/c girl to spin on her heels, ready to slap a bitch if it were another jock.

But thankfully it wasn't, and Y/N let out a sigh of relief when her eyes found Betty's figure. She took her taller friend by the arms and asked, "Have you seen Archie at all? There's three fucking gingers at this party and I can only spot two."

"Last time I saw him he was in line for the bathroom, and that was around five minutes ago." The taller blonde said, peering down at her friend in concern as a hand smoothed down her signature ponytail instinctively, "Is there anything I can help with?"

Betty's question almost flew right past her as she searched for the toilet queue, but thankfully she managed to make out a few words, and quickly put two and two together. Y/N shook her head and finally looked at her friend, "It's alright, but one of us is about to lose a bet, I'll tell you who once I find out."

Betty's expression contorted at that, and she began to feel an uneasiness settling in the pit of her stomach. The Cooper girl did her best to hide her jealousy along with her crush on Archie. She'd always viewed Y/N as the unwanted cog in the machine, but as the months went on she couldn't help but feel like a spare part.

With that, the petite girl marched off and soon found herself pushing through throngs of her drunken classmates until a head of fiery-red hair poked up above the crowd. He was joking and laughing with Reggie, both wearing giddy smiles whilst sipping from from their cups every so often.

Y/N was used to being easily knocked, because she was so tiny in relation to the 6 foot something masses of muscle she called her friends, so it came as no surprise when someone practically rammed her right into the middle of the boys' conversation. Luckily, being the gentleman he was, Archie's arm instinctively wrapped around her waist to steady her toppling body. Their chatting ceased and it took Reggie no less than a second to start talking to someone else, leaving the red-haired boy looking down in confusion at his best friend.

"You okay there, Tiger?" He asked, gingerly hooking a few strands of her y/h/c hair behind her ear, making Y/N crane her neck up to watch him intently for a moment. She bit down on her lower lip and let out an intoxicated little giggle, "My knight in shining armour, however will I repay you?"

Archie breathed out a deep chuckle and smirked, "I can think of a few ways..." he all but muttered. Y/N’s thoughts flickered back to just moments ago in the lull of silence, and that was all the boy needed to lead her out of the packed basement. He saw the look confliction in her eyes, not quite understanding it, "has something else happened, Y/N/N?"

"Do you remember last spring, when I finally broke it off with Chuck... and then he, you know?" She tried to clarify, but her words wavered and fell short.

"Released a video of you two without your consent and only got suspended for a week?" Archie almost growled his voice felt so heavy. He hated remembering their relationship. Not only because he wanted Y/N to be only his, but because he was forced to see his best friend humiliated and heartbroken all at the same time and couldn't stop it.

"That's the one." The girl looked down, unable to meet his eyes as her mind raced back to one of the darkest weeks of her life. But she pulled herself away from the horrible memories, "Look, it happened and I can't change that, but I really don't want to be around him right now."

"We'll go back to mine right now, Tiger." Archie affirmed with his hand now cupping her made up face, bringing her gaze back to his own.

"Woah, didn't realise you two were a thing." A slurring Reggie turned back around and winked at the pair with his usual cheeky smile, "Don't worry, I won't tell."

Y/N giggled and hiccuped at the same time, "Fuck off, Reg."

"Hey, if you hurt her, Andrews, I'll knock you into next year." The Asian boy only partly joked with his best friend.

The Robins girl pulled herself away from the wall and wrapped her arms around Reggie, "My hero!"

"Yeah, yeah." He hugged her back, not too hard though as in his drunken state he was scared he might snap her in half with all his muscular might. "I love you too, Y/N/N."

She gave him a sweet peck on the cheek before returning to Archie's side, clasping his hand in her own and leading the both of them away from the raucous party. Nobody seemed to notice in their happy little haze, even if they did, most people assumed the two were sleeping together anyway.

"Does it bother you at all?" Y/N small voice called as they walked down the narrow roads back home. She didn't know whether the answer would be something she wanted to hear, but it had been bothering her for the past minute or so.

Archie's brows furrowed, slightly more sober and completely not understanding his companion's train of thought, "Does what bother me?"

"That people assume so much about us? That we're sleeping together? That we're a couple?" She pondered.

"Not unless it's something that puts you in a negative light, otherwise I really couldn't care less about other people's opinions. Everyone has them, but the only ones that matter to me are my friends and my family's." Archie reassured her.

Y/N giggled at her own joke, "I thought you were going to say they're like assholes?"

The boy looked at her incredulously.

"Everybody has one." She grinned and wrapped her arm around his waist as his own found its way to her shoulders, pulling her into his warmth. The rest of the walk was silent after that, cool summers air bringing an ease to Y/N's tipsy frame. Twenty minutes must have gone by before they saw the Andrews' household finally in view, it was anything but awkward though. Their hands clasped swinging between them, the girl's feet beginning to ache from the regrettable choice of five inch heels.

They shared giggles and passing comments that wouldn't make sense the next morning, gleeful smiles hanging from cheek to cheek. Before Archie had the chance to hunt for his key, the front door opened with Fred sending the two teenagers a short look of annoyance.

"Get in already." He rolled his tired eyes, not wanting to question why his son's best friend was currently looking up at him with hidden adoration as she slipped off her shoes.

Y/N hiccuped and sent the adult an apologetic smile, "Sorry if we woke you, Freddie."

"I couldn't sleep anyway, kid, don't worry about it." Fred gave her a kind smile and felt her small frame hug his own. He returned it as always and after a few moments, let the teenagers carry on upstairs. The girl immediately went into the bathroom and found her small bottle of cleanser under the sink, removing her heavy make up before returning to her best friends room.

Y/N couldn't help but gawk at the sight her eyes were greeted with, the redheads body clad with tight boxers with his warm bedside lamp lighting the room, and his muscular build, perfectly. Her hands lightly traced his back, making Archie jump before leaning into her touch.

"I'm still going to win this bet," She whispered, shutting the bedroom door and pulling the boy down to his bed with her, "but Arch, can I ask you something?"

Y/N's head nearly reached the wall as the redhead towered over her, hot breath tickling her skin while he rest himself against her without putting any weight down. "Of course." The words floated from his lips so easily, knowing his whole life he'd do anything or answer whatever she wanted.

"Do you think we're meant to be more than friends? I think I've finally realised it's not that we were never and will never be romantic in each other's minds, it's always been that way but we've just never really known." The Robins girl seemed so sure of her words, staring up into his amber eyes with so much honest admiration.

He watched her for what felt like forever, not knowing whether it was the alcohol in them both or just that the little game they were playing didn't matter anymore, and decided to throw that away. A short gasp fell from Y/N's lips as Archie caught them, rolling over and pulling her on top of his chest.

"You're right, I've always wanted us to be more than friends Y/N/N, ever since Leonardo went missing when we were in sixth grade and you kissed my cheek when I found him." Archie propped himself up and returned that same gesture. She stole a kiss but he didn't let it end, running his fingers through her curled blonde hair.

"Arch?" Her small voice called out, sitting atop of his torso still in her revealing red dress. He nodded back with the biggest smile, unable to control the pure joy as her next words tumbled into the world, "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"I don't have a choice, since I lost the bet, do I?" He mocked, smile not falling as she hit his chest and rolled her eyes. "Yes, of course, yes, I'll be your boyfriend."

PART SIX

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cowboyx2 · 4 years

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Oh how could a girl be this perfect?

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Fem Reader

Summary: Emily reveals she actually has a girlfriend to her team.

Warnings: probably typos, that’s it!

Please let me know how you feel about this, I would love the criticism!

“Ughhh! I hate dealing with expenses!” You throw down your papers and with numbers strewn around the pages. Emily smiles at you while grabbing her keys. You are seated on her couch with your legs spread apart and your elbows on top of them and your hands hold the weight of your head. “Aw, I’m sure it’ll get easier.” She places a sweet kiss on your head.

“Easy for you to say, you just have to catch bad people who are dangerous to society. That’s just so easy!” You retort dragging out your words to add to the sarcasm. “I know maybe I should get a more challenging job!” She yells at you from her door way.

If she wasn’t so damn cute maybe you would hate her. Though that’s a lie, you couldn’t imagine not being in love with her. But just maybe if she eats the rest of your cookies when your not home you might not talk to her for the day.

Emily makes her way through the BAU door before hearing a ding from her phone. A smile plasters itself on her face as your name pops up on the small screen “Please don’t die on your extremely easy job. But like actually don’t”

“Wow, does Prentiss have a special man at home we need to meet?” Morgan looks at her interestingly as he sips his morning coffee. Immediately Emily is slapped back to the reality she hasn’t come out yet. “Don’t be ridiculous.” She rolls her eyes.

It was a long day for Emily with Morgan pestering her about a “special friend” and with the copious amounts of paper work. “You know you’re gonna have to tell me.” She tried to ignore him but a certain gossip hungry woman or should she say women. “Oooo does Emily have a secret lover?” Penelope coos a little too loud as it catches the attention of JJ.

“Oh I didn’t hear about this!” JJ scoots her chair closer to Penelope who is sat upon Dereks desk cross legged. “Oh god. I’m not dating any man!” Emily’s outburst had now alerted Spencer to the group’s discussion. He lifts an eyebrow “Maybe a women?” He asks as if it was common knowledge that Emily liked women.

Emily closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay. Yes I’m in fact a Lesbian.” She leans back in her chair and watches as Morgan gives her a shocked look.

“Oh!!! Oh!! Oooooohhhhh! I mean that’s uh I mea-“ Emily cuts off Morgan’s awkward blabbering with a laugh. She then averts her attention to Reid “How’d you know?”

“Oh well I’d like to think gay people have a sense for these things but that’s technically scientifically impossible. So I guess it’s just an educated guess sense you never show interest in men.”

“Wait, gay people but you dated women?” Morgan started again with his inquisitive nature along with everyone looking at him astonished with the fact he might of just came out as-well.

He lets out a laugh. “I’m bisexual, the exact definition is being sexually attracted not exclusively to people of one particular gender but attracted to both men and women.” He looks back at his stack of paper and begins to work again.

Penelope looks back at Emily “So are we going to meet this lovely lady?”

“Maybe so.”

A week had passed since then and they were dieing to meet you. JJ had proposed that you should join them for brunch and you were most definitely excited but nervous. Definitely nervous.

“Do I look alright?” You turned to Emily who was seated at the foot of her bed putting on her shoes. You were dressed in black Doc Martins paired with a plaid button up dress shirt and cuffed dark blue mom jeans. “You look lovely, my love” she gave you a quick kiss on the lips and and pulled you to the door.

You and Emily arrived at a small cafe were the team was seated in a corner booth squished together while leaving room for the both of you. The door dinged as Emily and you entered. “Hey guys! This is my girlfriend Y/N!” Emily chirped. God you loved the way her voice sounds. “Hello nice to meet you all!” Your introduction was short and sweet.

You couldn’t possibly hear Emily’s thoughts but oh my how sweet she thought you were. She was always thinking “Oh how could a girl possibly be this perfect”

Her thoughts were simply filled with you and everything you did.

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