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drilpencils · 1 year
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(book by messner and dry, title by dril)
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johnwickb1tsch · 5 months
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K E A N U + V O G U E S P A I N
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revvywevvy · 1 year
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OKAY CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU IS A GO- I'll write what i've got so far for this under the cut <3
Okay, so. Colette (Caelina pre-town-destruction) and Pyrrha both met when they were about 10 years old. Colette’s magic instability stages have begun at this point, and Sieglinde has been keeping her out of the public eye more to protect her from the witch-hunts. Sieglinde was able to keep her home without too many problems as many of the towns-folk assumed she was being hidden due to her ‘strange mannerisms’ as they’d call it. Other kids already didn’t like her, as many thought she was weird (some even going as far to say they and their parents think she’s possessed and needs to be locked up, kids are mean). She was partly okay with it since she was fine avoiding all those little monsters, but Colette was full of pent up energy, and being locked up didn’t help it much. Sieglinde tried to make things easier for her since she didn’t like keeping Colette holed up in the house in the first place, but as her magic got stronger her attempts stopped working.
Colette had begun a habit of sneaking out and practicing her magic in a secluded part of the woods, as she wanted to control it better so as to not burden her mother. (note: Sieglinde would never feel burdened by her, alas Colette has functioning ears and has heard a lot of the cruel things people say about her to her mother and has internalized it.) One day, those secluded woods happened to be, well, not so secluded anymore. Pyrrha was moving from one village to another, the last one completely outcasting and chasing her away due to the string of deaths following her every step. She was walking near the place Colette would always practice, and could hear her increasingly frustrated voice as she tried to do her own thing. Pyrrha approached the clearing, curiously peeking through bushes to see what was going on. Of course, seeing another girl levitating a rock with what seemed to be just her mind freaked Pyrrha out. Pyrrha yelped in surprise at what she’d seen, catching Colette’s attention. Colette, just as startled, accidentally chucked the rock into Pyrrha’s direction, the little thing clocking her right on the head. Colette started freaking out further when Pyrrha tumbled down on impact, Pyrrha immediately bursting into tears from the collision. Colette sprinted over to the other girl, crying as well. For a second there, she’d thought she killed her. Though, once she realized Pyrrha wasn’t dead, she began apologizing just as profusely and trying to make sure she was okay. Pyrrha was surprised at the other girl fretting over her, and didn’t even have time to get a word out before Colette started insisting she come with her. At first she was resistant and scared, but Colette just kept on at it. She promised she’d take her to her mom, and she’d fix the boo-boo, and that she was so sorry for hitting her. If anything, at that point surprise overtook everything. Colette ended up confused as well when Pyrrha let a ‘why’ tumble out.
Well, of course she wanted to help! Hitting people isn’t nice, and the bump looked like it hurt. She looked like she was alone, no adults with her. Mama was good at taking care of ouchies! After the awkward moment of silence following that, Pyrrha agreed to go with her. Colette instantly grabbed her hand, helping her up and pulling her along back towards her home. It was kind of quiet at first, but eventually they got to talking.
“U-Um… s-sorry if this is something you don’t wanna be asked, but, u-um. How were you making the rock do that?” “Huh?” “T-The rock, it looked like it was flying.” “…” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Ah..! I…” Colette’s poker face is garbage. She looked like she was going to cry again. “I-It’s okay! I won’t tell anyone about it, I-I promise!” Colette’s expression switched quickly at that. “Really?” “Mhm… I-I mean, it scared me for a second, b-but, um. That’s really cool, actually.” Colette looked back at Pyrrha, eyes sparkling at this point. “You really mean it?! Really really?!?” Pyrrha jumped a bit when Colette’s volume rose by a lot, nodding. “Oops, sorry, I didn’t mean to make you flinch…” “I-It’s okay…” A moment of silence passed. “Oh, um! Right, uh. I dunno what makes me do it. Mama says I can do magic, but I’m not supposed to tell anyone or let them see… s-she said people would hurt me if they knew, but I know what she meant.” “W-What do you mean?” “I think I’m a witch, b-but I didn’t ask to be one. The adults like to burn witches- a-and cut their heads off and stuff. If they find out they’ll kill mama and me.” Pyrrha went quiet. “Th-that’s not fair… I mean, y-you weren’t hurting anyone, right..?” “Yeah!! I mean- n-not on purpose. It’s so unfair, I’m not even trying to do anything wrong.” “…I-I promise I won’t tell anyone. Super duper promise! A-As big of a promise as I can do!!” Colette looked down at Pyrrha’s hand, letting go of it for a second and extending her pinky. “Pinky promise?” Pyrrha nodded, wrapping her own pinky around Colette’s. Another moment of silence passed as she took her hand and they continued walking. “Oh, right, I don’t even know your name!! Mine’s Colette, what about you?” “Oh- m-my name’s Pyrrha.” “Hm… hey Pyrrha, since you know my secret, does that make us friends?” “Wh- h-huh??” “…Sorry, was that a dumb question? I-I, uhm. I don’t have any friends. I dunno how this works.” “Oh, n-no, that wasn’t dumb!! I just, u-um. It’s okay, I don’t have any friends either. Do… Do you want to be friends?” “Oooh, yeah yeah!! Heehee, we’re friends now, it’s settled!” Colette let out some weird little noises, flapping her free hand happily. “I can’t believe it, my first friend!! This is great!!! Thanks for being my friend, Pyrrha, you’re so nice!!” As nice as the declaration was, unfortunately, Colette’s voice hit a high pitch that was… uncomfortable, to say the least. The headache caused by the rock was irritated, pulsing sharply at the shift. Pyrrha whined, tears forming in her eyes again. Colette’s eyes widened, and she immediately started tearing up once more. “Wahh-! I-I forgot about the boo-boo! C’mon, we gotta get back to mama fast!!” Colette whisper-yelled, breaking out into a small jog to get Pyrrha back faster. They got to her home quickly, and from there it was over.
Colette was absolutely attached to Pyrrha, and was beyond ecstatic to have a friend. Pyrrha was also happy someone was finally being nice to her after so long, but… all of the death that followed her… she was terrified it’d reach her new friend, too. However, even with her concerns voiced, Colette and Sieglinde were fine with Pyrrha staying with them. It didn’t scare them one bit.
That’s all of the cohesive story-esque bits I’ve got, the rest will just be generalized bullet-points :P
At one point, Tira decided it was her time to strike. She was going to swoop in and kill Colette and Sieglinde, as per her usual methods, but Colette’s unstable magic posed a problem. A big problem. When she attempted to kill them, Colette was awoken as she broke in. The fear of seeing an intruder caused her magic to explode, and Tira was essentially launched from the window of the house, sending her straight into the dirt outside.
The plan was basically in the shitter at that point because Colette immediately woke up both Sieglinde and Pyrrha, crying that someone broke in and they were gonna hurt her. Not just that, but the loud noises alerted the townsfolk. Sure, there was potential for her to get away with her attempt, but Tira is so… so obviously malfested. She could take out some stupid peasants easily, but a huge mob of them, not so much. A 1v100 would not end well, especially as a dog-pile. So, annoyingly enough for her, she had to retreat.
That’s all I've got on Tira’s end for now. Eventually she tries again but I can’t think of any details. I mean since its my au she’s destined to fail anyways and ig that’s all that matters LOL i’m too tired to think of anything else for now.... or anything period. but trust me thiS SHITS ON MY BRAIN SO HARD
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strawbelina · 2 years
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Alex is here right now immediately giving Adalina a hug and a smooch on the corner of the mouth! Her head resting on the woman's shoulder, she breathes a sigh of relief at the mere idea of her presence.
"I missed you..."
{ @dis--parity | freestyle - ALWAYS ACCEPTING }
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"Ale-" the young woman tried calling out yet she wasn't able to form a word as she felt Alexandra's arms wrapping around her, her body pressing against hers and a lovely warmth on the corner of her strawberry lips that took her breath. Slender digits reach out to gently caress the back of her head as she slides her other arm around the smaller figure.
Shoulders relax as she melts into the embrace and leans to place a tender peck on the forehead that has been so temptingly exposed to her. Adalina's heart fluttered at the phrase that escaped from Alexandra yet there was her inner demon holding her back from believing her words. Not so easily... not just yet.
Like a self-torture Adalina's thoughts echoed in her head, immediately doubting anything that conveyed honest feelings against her person. And so the sheepish smile that had unconsciously formed on her lips was slowly taken over by a perfectly polished one... before they parted; She hesitated for a second, holding back from letting a glimpse of her real emotions unfold before she whispered in her sing-song lilt voice "Me too."
One would say that it held no meaning having repeated that to so many people before, yet Adalina's need for connection was real. The feeling of loneliness and closeness to another was real. It felt real. It wasn't like those material things she could so easily purchase yet always left her emptier than before...
"I missed you too Alexandra."
Shiny from the rosy gloss lips pressed against her cheek leaving a little mark behind. Like the mark that Alexandra had already left in Adalina's heart. A little rosy bud that was gradually blossoming into a red rose.
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lecl3rcw · 2 months
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KEEPING UP WITH THE LECLERCS | Leclerc brothers x sister! reader
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Pairings: Charles, Arthur, Lorenzo Leclerc x sister! reader (model reader)
Summary: As Arthur and Y/N are on live together, Arthur accidentally spills his guts on Y/N crush on this mystery man, who is this man? And what will her brothers’s reaction be.
Warnings: I’m using meeya dugied’s photos as a reference! But reader has no faceclaim!
Author’s note: WHOO it’s been a while, hope you guys have been well, I just wanted to say Thankyou for being so patient with me, I’ve had a lot going on in my life but just know your requests are in the process of being finalized! I’m the meantime, this is just a little short fic for everyone!
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“Do you think the chicken came first or the egg?”
“….Shut up Arthur”
The boy narrowed his eyes at his twin, the two youngest leclercs were on Y/N’s Instagram live because they were so bored and since then it’s been a blur.
“Y/N who is your favorite brother out of the 3, Lorenzo for sure” she reads out the question and answers it without hesitation.
“Girllll whats up your ass today, did Jo-” before he could say more, the girl quickly covers his mouth, “Shut the fuck up Arthur! I swear I’m never telling you anything again!” She says, pushing his face out of the frame.
“Ouch! See guys this is what happens when you’ve had the fattest crush on this dude named J-” She interrupted him once more.
“Ok everybody! That’s it for this live, Thankyou so much for keeping us entertained and I hope you all have an amazing day! Love you” she says quickly before turning the live off.
“You’re actually such a cunt Arthur” she says as she pushes him again.
“What? It’s not like I said his name” he responds standing up
“it’s not your place Hoe” she responds standing up.
“Whatever girl, talk to the fucking hand” he says raising his hand in the most sassy way possible before walking off.
What in the sassy men apocalypse, she shook it off and just allayed down on the couch, before she got a text.
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She rolls her eyes again, “I’m so sick of them” she scoffs.
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She smiled at the replies her tweet got, the f1 fanbase has got to be the most creative one yet to exist. Tired from scrolling, she shuts her phone down and decides to rest her eyes. However, her peace only lasted for 20 minutes as her phone rang for a Group FaceTime call. She lets out a loud groan but answers it.
“So Y/N, Tell us who this man” Lorenzo asks.
“Again, no hi, no hello” she responds.
“Y/N I swear!” Charles interrupts her.
“Oh my god, for fucks sake, it’s Jo-” Arthur starts but is immediately interrupted,
“STOP, fine, I’ll text it to you” she says before shooting the groupchat a text.
“Oh Y/N, you know that never ends well” Charles says.
“Says you? Let me ask all your ex girlfriends” she responds in a very snarky way, Charles looked taken aback.
“Ok damn girl, calm down no need to get all violent🙄” he says visibly rolling his eyes.
“Sorry Charlie, i didn’t mean that, if Alexandra and Charlotte are there tell them i love them and that they’re way better than their mans, anyways bye goodnight, have a good trip” she says.
“You too Chérie, hope your photo shoot goes well tomorrow!” Charles says before hanging up, Lorenzo adds to that with “and goodluck with J-”
“OK GOODBYE” she says hanging up, she lets out a sigh and puts her hand on her face. She gets up and does her skincare routine, and goes to sleep.
The next morning, her flight to Milan was very early so she was at the airport by 6.
She hugs Arthur, “Bye tur tur, hope your race testing goes well” he hugs back tight, “you too Y/n/n”
She hugs her mom tightly, “Love you Maman” she squeezes her, Pascale reciprocating the action. “I love you, text me when you land” her mom says, and the young girl nods. She waved one last goodbye to her mom and her brother before boarding the flight.
She makes a quick post on her Instagram before shutting her phone off for her flight.
y/n.leclerc
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y/n.leclerc june with my fav people ever🫶🏻 p.s. Alexandra is the best photographer
tagged charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lorenzotollotaleclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, carla.brocker, charlottedipietro, pascale_leclerc
Liked by bengals, charles_leclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, and 1,000,000 others
arthur_leclerc WHATS 4+4😝
^y/n.leclerc ATEEEEEEE
^charles_leclerc girllll more like -8
^y/n.leclerc I’m gonna beat your ass.
alexandrasaintmleux my chérie😍
^y/n.leclerc THE LITERAL LOVE OF MY LIFE😍
bellahadid let’s get married
^y/n.leclerc I’m gonna bite you☺️
leclercupdates NOT THE BENGALS LIKING
^wags4life LIKE ARIANA WHAT ARE U DOING HERE?
y/n’swhore SHES LITERALLY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON EVER😞
What the girl didn’t expect was to get a text from one of the most popular teams ever.
Bengals Hello! We would like to host a partnership with you, we wanted to invite you to one of our games as an honorary guest, you can bring up to 6 people.
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lewisvinga · 3 months
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the other woman. | charles leclerc x fem! reader
summary: after his engagement party, y/n realizes that she will always be the other woman..
warnings; mentions of cheating, sex, modern family reference
word count; 1.2 k
note; this song has been stuck in my head
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Y/n couldn’t believe what she had just read with her own eyes. She reread the invitation again in hopes she had misread it.
You’ve been invited to celebrate the engagement of Charles and Alexandra.
She felt sick to her stomach. She felt like she could just throw up. Lando, a close friend of hers, noticed the look on her face. “What’s wrong? You jealous?” He asks in a teasing tone.
“No!” She exclaims, accidentally saying it in a loud tone. “I-I just don’t feel good.” She lied. She quickly hands him the invite with a smile on her face. “I’m happy for them.”
“‘Bout time Charles proposed to her!” The Brit exclaims with a loud laugh, not noticing how tense she became.
Y/n lets out a laugh at some stupid comment Charles made at the sitcom playing on the TV in front of them. They were both underneath her covers, him in just boxers and her in a plain t-shirt.
After spending hours appreciating each other's bodies and Charles seemingly making love to her, they were still restless. Being restless was just a call to watch sitcoms together.
“C’mon, chérie, you’re telling me that Jay managed to get Gloria?” He asks in a shocked tone, watching a scene of the Modern Family characters.
“C’mon, look at those baby blue eyes!” She exclaims in a teasing tone. He playfully rolls his eyes, pulling her closer. She rested her cheek against his naked chest as a comfortable silence fell upon them while they watched the sitcom.
Y/n opens her mouth to say something when Charles’’ phone began to ring. He checks the caller's I.D. and lets out a quiet string of curses. Alexandra, his girlfriend, was calling. He was quick to get up and get dressed. “I have to go, chérie.” He quietly says.
She sits up in disappointment. A pout adorned her lips as she watched him pull on his pants. “You told me you were going to break up with her last week, Cha.” She mumbles.
“It’s complicated.”
“We’ve been sleeping together for weeks?”
“I’m trying, I promise. It’s just complicated.” Charles lets out a sigh as he pulls his polo over his head. He leans over to press a kiss against Y/n’s forehead. “You’re my girl, you know that. Don’t you?”
She glances up at him with a shy smile and nods. “Yeah, ‘m your girl.” She quietly responds, shifting around on the bed to sit up more comfortably. “Wanna come over this Saturday?”
“Can’t, I have an event with Alexandra and Arthur.” His response made her smile immediately drop and her stomach sink.
“Oh.”
“I’ll see when I’m free, okay?” Charles says with a smile. He leaves one last kiss against her lips before grabbing the rest of his belongings. “See you later, chérie.”
“Bye, Cha.”
“Hello? Earth to Y/n?” Lando exclaims as he waves his hands over her face. She glances up at him, his loud voice pulling her from one of the last memories with Charles. “Whatcha’ thinking about? You zoned out after I asked if you were going.” He asks with a laugh.
“Sorry, I’ve been busy.” Y/n nervously laughs, glancing at the white and gold invitation in her hand. “I mean, Charles is one of my closest friends. It’d be rude not to go. Of course, I’m going.” She responds a bitterness laced in her tone that the Brit fortunately didn’t notice.
“I think a lot of the others will go too! It’ll be so fun! I can’t believe it.” Lando seemed excited to see Charles finally engaged. Very much the opposite to Y/n who kept her eyes to the ground with a feeling of remorse filling her mind.
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Y/n didn't know what she was doing as Lando parked his McLaren at the venue for the celebration. She felt sick as she clutched on the black Chanel Kelly bag Charles had gifted her for her birthday. Even the red mid-length Dior gown she wore was gifted by the Monegasque. All of her nice and luxurious things were gifted by him.
The sick feeling became worse as she entered the venue alongside Lando. The venue was decorated in a way that made it seem more heavenly. A large framed picture of Charles and Alexandra stood right at the entrance next to a white floral arch.
"Charles and Alexandra, the newly engaged couple. Cheers to forever!"
Lando read out loud the cursive writing underneath the picture. "Would you look at that!" He laughs, making fun of his fellow driver. He glances back at Y/n, noting her tense posture. "What's been up with you?" He asks, his tone filled with nothing but concern for his close friend. "Is it a boy?"
"It's complicated," Y/n replies, ignoring his confused stare as she makes her way past the picture. "Let's just greet Charles and Alex and then find seats."
They walked further into the venue where a couple of long decorated dining tables sat. There was a large space in the middle where Charles and Alexandra stood as guests greeted and congratulated them. Y/n visibly gulps as Lando dragged her over to the couple.
"Charles!" Lando loudly exclaims, causing the Ferrari driver to turn around with a wide smile. "Congratulations!" He continues, happily wrapping his arms around him.
Y/n makes eye contact with Alexandra who gives her a sweet smile. Y/n smiles back, ignoring the guilt she felt. "Alex, congratulations." She quietly says, "I must say, that ring is gorgeous."
"Y/n! Thank you." Alexandra replies with a smile. "That bag is beautiful. I have the purple one and I love it!"
"Can never go wrong with a Chanel Kelly, right?" Y/n says with a chuckle as Lando interrupts her to talk to Alexandra. Which meant it left Y/n to face Charles. The Monegasque's eyes widened as he recognized her red Dior dress and Chanel bag.
"Y/n, you look spectacular." He quietly says, pulling her into a hug. Y/n hated how such words made her blush and want to giggle. Her heart skipped a beat as she pulled away, now noticing how he was wearing glasses.
"Glasses? I've always loved them on you."
Charles chuckles, taking a glance at her up and down. That glance only meant one thing, that she would be underneath him after the party. She hated being at his engagement party but still felt such a need to be with him.
"I'll see you later, yeah?"
"Always."
The night dragged on and Y/n kept her gaze on Charles and Alexandra. They seemed happy. Everyone seemed happy for them. Her heart hurt knowing that Charles wasn't hers officially.
She felt the same heartbroken feeling as she watched him quickly change back into his clothes late that night. She still was naked underneath the covers, trying to catch her breath but he was rushing to get back to his fiance.
Y/n lets out a deep sigh as she watches him leave after kissing the top of her head. Water filled her eyes, laying her head against her pillow. She felt stupid for ever thinking that Charles would officially be hers. After all, she was the other woman.
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faithsbrightideas · 1 year
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Skip This Part
Tyler Galpin x Reader
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Summary: After a year of being together Tyler breaks it off unexpectedly. The reader having flashbacks from their relationship and imagining their relationship can rekindle.
• Aged up to 18!
Warnings: Cussing, NSFW indications,
Lmk if I missed something :)
Based off of Skip This Part by Alexandra Kay
We pulled up to the gate, Tyler has been distant this entire time. He says nothings wrong, but I know somethings up. My suspicions were confirmed when he took his hand off mine and kept his eyes on the floor.
I swallowed a thick lump in my throat. I knew I've seen this movie before. He reached up and cut the engine off.
"We need to talk," He said simply.
No eye contact. No yelling. Nothing. I felt frozen. I didn't know what to do. Should I beg? Should I scream? Should I cry?
"I think we should break up," he kept turning the knife.
I nodded slowly and looked out the windshield, the Nevermore gate seemed extremely satisfying. A million thoughts ran through my brain. All I wanted to do was go inside and forget him. I just sat there.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I couldn't hear him. I just wanted to skip this part.
I'm not going to break down and beg him to stay, but all I could think about is how this isn't fair that I have to be in pain and he gets off scot-free. I just want to skip this part.
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I got out of the car, no words and started walking to my dorm. Not caring if anyone caught me, as I was out past curfew. I went upstairs to my room and peaked out my curtains, knowing I can see the gates from there. His taillight fading in the distance.
I didn't know what to do. A year of my life... wasted. I thought he was the one for me. He still is, isn't he? He has to be.
"Y/n?" My roommate called from her desk seeing my face, "Are you okay?"
I went over to my closet and grabbed one of Tyler's shirts, it still smelled like him. Tears began flowing and I couldn't stop them this time. It felt like someone reached into my chest and is squeezing my heart as hard as they could. I remember the day I got this shirt.
I went with Enid, Xavier, and some other friends to look for an outfit to wear to a dance Nevermore was holding. The theme was 80's. I wanted to surprise Tyler with a proposal to the dance and I couldn't have been more excited. I had my gift ready and a neon green colored bandana as the "bow". Best I could do.
"I'll meet you guys later! I'm going to go see Tyler at the Weathervane!" I waved.
A series of "later" and "bye, y/n" was heard as I crossed the street and went to where the cutest curly haired boy worked. I walked in and I heard "Welcome to Weathervane!"
I looked behind the counter to see him. He hadn't noticed me yet as he was in the middle of making someone a coffee.
I went and stood in line wanting one for myself, since I'm already here. He turned and said, "What can I-."
He stopped when he saw me, a huge smile erupted on his face, "Let me guess... iced cold brew, caramel on the side, sweet cream cold foam on top with extra caramel."
I nodded and handed him a $10 bill. He shook his head. I rolled my eyes and stuck it in the tip jar.
"How's your day been, Ty?" I asked stepping out of line over to the pick up counter.
"It's been good. Great now that you're here!" He winked.
"When do you get off?" I asked blushing a bit.
"At three today, but I have a break in about 15 minutes," he said handing me my coffee.
"Great because I have something to discuss with you," I teased and walked away knowing there was a slightly scared look on his face.
"Can't you just tell me now?" He shouted as I picked a booth.
"Nope!" I shouted back sipping my coffee.
Over the next 15 minutes I knew he kept looking at me. Poor guy, a million things probably ran through his head. However, I knew he was going to love this.
He eventually came over and I sat down my phone, which I was using to read a book, "I can't take it anymore. I'm actually going crazy. Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry, I don't know what it is... but I'll do better next time, I swear! Just please don't break up with me!"
My heart broke. I got up and went over to his side of the booth and turned his face kissing his nose, "Ty, I'd never dream of doing that to you. I wanted to ask you something. Nevermore is having an 80's themed dance and I wanted to know if you'll go with me?"
I grabbed the gift and pushed it in front of him.
He sighed a breath of relief and smiled at the gift, grabbing the bandana and putting it on his head, "How do I look?"
I laughed, "Cute! As always, now open it!"
He opened the gift and saw the newest record for a band that he loves. I knew he'd been wanting it, so I got it for him. His jaw about hit the floor.
"Are you serious?" He asked, "Is this real?"
"As a heart attack!" I giggled.
He tackled me in a hug and in doing so knocked my coffee over and it spilled onto my shirt.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry, y/n," he said grabbing napkins to help me clean it.
"It's just a shirt, Tyler," I laughed.
I continued to wipe up the spilled drink off the table and the floor.
"Hold on," he ran into the back.
I looked confused but went to throw away the napkins, instead of following him. He came out holding one of his favorite shirts.
"Here. You can go in the restroom and put it on," He suggested.
"No Tyler. That's your favorite shirt! It's just a little coffee. I'll be okay."
He gave me a look, pleading with me to just accept it, "My favorite shirt for my favorite person!"
I sighed, "Fine. Only because you're just too sweet and I just so happen to have a sweet tooth!"
I went and change into it. It's quite big on me, but my favorite part, it smelled just like him! I hugged myself and giggled like a little kid on Christmas.
I came out to see him sitting at the table and he made eye contact with me. A smile consumed his face and he stood up coming over and grabbing my hips.
"And look at that, my second favorite thing to see you in," he winked.
"Oh yeah? And what's the first?"
He leaned down, kissed my nose and pressed our foreheads together, "My arms."
That day, we haven't said it yet, only being together 6 months at this point, but I knew this day, this moment, I loved him.
I put on the shirt and turned off my phone seeing a message from Tyler, not bothering to read it. I threw it on my bed and went into the bathroom.
I shut and locked the door. I didn't have the energy to stand anymore so I slid down it. I tried to control my breathing, in-out-in-out... couldn't do it, so I let loose. I began to sob uncontrollably. I don't know how long I was there or when I fell asleep on the bathroom floor, but I did.
I woke up the next day and still on the floor of the bathroom. I went out and grabbed my phone, keeping quiet because my roommate was still asleep. I turned it on and saw 1 message from Tyler.
   I choked back a sob and opened it.
Ty: I'm sorry.
   I can't take it. I stood up and looked in the mirror. My face was swollen and crusted dried tears remained on my face. I grabbed my cleanser and began washing my face.
(If you have short hair or braids, this is your line)
   I didn't even bother adjust my hair as today wasn't a day to care.
(If you have long hair or if you're able to put it this way, this is your line)
   I threw my hair into a messy bun as today wasn't a day to care.
   I didn't do any sort of makeup or skincare. I'm just going to class and coming back.
   I arrived in Ms Thornhills class, thankfully we were learning about a plant I already knew quite a bit about as I did a project on it earlier this year. The corpse flower. I didn't really pay attention as I didn't need to. All I could think about is Tyler. As I kept thinking, my sorrow turned to anger.
   Now I had questions for him, not for myself. Why did he do it? That entire night he was off. If he had an issue with me or with something I said or did, why didn't he say something? I'm confused. And most of all, I'm pissed. I decided I'd confront him today. Twenty four hours later, but it's never too late, in my opinion.
   After classes were over and an abundance of questions from my friends concerned about me, a short answer in return, "Tyler dumped me." I walked, 25 minutes to his house. When I got there his dads truck wasn't there, but I looked up at his bedroom window and saw the light on. He was home. I stood in the street, now questioning my decision. I guess I didn't really want to know after all because I just kept walking. I walked to the Weathervane and saw Xavier in line getting coffee.
   "Y/n!" He smiled.
   I sadly smiled back. His smile turned to one of pity. He came over and gave me a hug. I immediately broke down. I'm usually fine when I'm sad, but the second someone shows signs of affection, I'm done for. He slowly walked us over to a booth in the far corner.
"I don't know what I did. I don't know what happened. He didn't even say why. Maybe he did, I'm not sure. As soon as he said he didn't want to be with me anymore my ears stopped working. I never thought I'd have to feel this pain. I didn't think it would hurt this badly," I said into his chest.
"You did nothing, Y/n. It's not your fault. Especially when you two were perfectly fine until literally yesterday. Three days ago you two were fine at movie night. Something had to have happened with him," Xavier explained.
My mind began racing at what it could've been that happened with him. My mind went back to movie night.
Three days ago Tyler was hosting a movie night at his house. His dad had a late shift and said he could have some friends over. And me, of course, as I was over all the time.
I just finished setting up the table of snack boxes. Each box contained; a serving of popcorn, m&m's, gummy bears, and on the side we have a various number of sodas to choose from.
Tyler came over and hugged me from behind, "Thank you for your help! I don't know what I would've done without you!"
I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck and his did the same to my waist. I kissed him softly. He deepened the kiss and it became heated. His lips were always so soft. His curls between my fingers was always my favorite part of our make out sessions. He trailed down to my neck and I bit back a moan.
"Tyler, they'll be here any minute," I said as he tried leaving a mark.
He groaned and stopped his antics, "We could be quick."
A knock sounded at the door, I smirked at him, "Not that quick."
I laughed and pushed him slightly back and went to open the door.
Enid, Xavier, Lucas, Eugene, Ajax all stood there laughing and messing around. Wednesday just stood there staring at them unamused. They started to walk in and smile at me as they did so. Except for Wednesday, which we were all used to by now, it wasn't personal.
We all piled up in the living room. I ran over to the table and grabbed two snack boxes, one lemonade for myself, and one Dr Pepper for Tyler. Everyone else followed picking their snacks and squeezing on the furniture with blankets.
I sat on the love seat with Tyler and we shared my favorite blanket. It was a soft emerald green blanket that Tyler got me for my our one year anniversary. He grabbed his snack box and kissed my cheek wrapping an arm around me.
We watched Dumplin' because we wanted to surprise Enid, she had a hard last couple of weeks with her parents continuously being on her back about phasing. She squealed as she saw the movie pop up.
The entire movie we snuggled. He kissed my head every now and then. My head fell on his chest and I listened to his beautiful heartbeat. It was perfect. He was perfect. He whispered things into my ear things that made me laugh, blush, cringe. We were normal. As happy as we were on day one.
Once the movie was over, everyone conversed a bit and then started heading out. It was late, 11:30. We waved everyone off. Once the door was closed Tyler pressed me against the wall and grabbed my throat softly.
"You're staying here tonight, we need to finish what we started earlier," Tyler huskily said, eyes darkened, almost animalistic.
All I could do was smirk back.
"I walked all this way to talk to him. I knew he was home, I just couldn't do it," I whispered into Xavier's chest.
"Why not?" He asked rubbing my hair.
"Because I don't wanna know why he fell out of love with me. Then I'll feel like I have to change that thing because I'm unlovable. If he can just wake up one day and decided he doesn't love me after a year and 3 months, anyone could at any time. My entire outlook on love is destroyed," I said still crying but not as hard.
I wanted to sob, to scream, to punch him in the face, to forget about him, to hurt him like he hurt me... but I couldn't do anymore right now. I felt so incredibly weak.
We heard the bell of Weathervane chime and the guy behind the counter welcome whoever it was. It shot me out of my trance. I pulled away from Xavier and smiled at him a little. He softly smiled back and then looked over my shoulder. His mouth slowly fell open and his eyes widened and looked between me and them. I furrowed my brows and turned around to see Tyler and Wednesday standing there. All Tyler could do was stare at me, wide eyed. As if he's seen a person rise from the dead. In my head I put the pieces together.
I stood up and looked between the two of them. Then I looked at Tyler one last time and shook my head and ran out of the Weathervane.
I heard Tyler's voice call after me, then Xavier's shout at him. I ran as far as I could in the direction of Nevermore. I wasn't crying, I wasn't sad, I was livid. I saw a glass bottle on the ground. I picked it up and threw it as hard as I could at a tree, but it wasn't enough.
"His stupid face! His stupid voice! He was with her! How could I have been so stupid?!?" I just screamed.
No one was around to hear me. Until I felt arms just wrap around me. I tried so hard to push this person off, but couldn't. I just fell to the ground. I grabbed onto that person for dead life. Someone cared for me, someone showed me love and affection when I feel like I didn't deserve any. I looked up and saw Xavier. I nuzzled my face into his chest and he rested his cheek on my hair.
We didn't say anything, once I was ready we both stood up quietly and made our way back to Nevermore. Xavier walked me to my room and helped me remove my shoes and I laid down in bed. He smiled at me and turned to leave.
"Xavier?" I spoke out, "Will... you stay?"
He nodded and came over lying next to me. I rested my head on his chest. He was my best friend after all. I'd do just about anything for him and I know he'd do the same for me.
It's been 5 days since Tyler broke up with me. Xavier has been checking up on me nonstop. Going as far as to have his friends I'm barely acquainted with remind me that I need to eat on his behalf. I had been avoiding Jericho since the night at the coffee shop, but today I was going to have to bite the bullet because I had an appointment with Dr Kinbott. Principal Weems had seen my mental decline and scheduled me an appointment.
After my appointment with her I felt slightly better, I decided I was going to come weekly. At least until I was over Tyler.
I swung open the door to Dr Kinbotts office leaving and almost hit someone with the door.
"Woah!" They shouted.
"Oh I'm so so-." I cut myself off seeing the one person who I'd been avoiding.
"Y/n," he said in shock, "You see Dr Kinbott too? Since when?"
"Since some jerk broke my heart. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get to fencing practice," I said walking over to Principal Weems car as she was the one who drove me.
"I miss you," he called out.
I froze and turned around aggressively to face him, "Good. At least now I know I'm not the only one in pain."
I got in the car and we drove off. I looked in the side mirror, watching him watch me leave. He looked so sad. All I wanted to do was run into his arms, forgive him, take him back, but how could I do that to myself?
That whole interaction gave me déjà vu to the day I met Tyler.
I was walking with Enid and Yoko around Jericho it was the holidays and we were volunteering to help decorate the town and shops if they'd allow us to. I had the idea to ask Dr Kinbott if we could set up a mural and paint her display window. I ran over and just as I was about to open the door, it swung open and the supplies in my hands making me drop everything and the force was so big I lost my balance. However I didn't hit the ground as someone grabbed my wrist helping me regain my balance.
"I am so so sorry. Are you okay?" He said checking me over and getting on his hand and knees to help me pick up the supplies.
"Oh it's okay. I'm fine. No apologies necessary, I should've paid more attention," I said collecting some paint brushes.
We stood up and he handed me my supplies back. Then I saw him glance at my uniform. I internally cringed, knowing what might happen next.
"You go to Nevermore," he stated, "What're you guys up to this time?"
"Oh. We're helping to decorate the town for the holidays. Painting the windows, setting up trees and hanging lights. Making it look a little more, not like a prison," I laughed.
He laughed too, "Good! This town needs it!"
"I'm Y/n L/n, by the way," I held out my free hand.
"Tyler Galpin," he shook my hand.
"Galpin? Does sheriff Galpin happen to be your father? Or is it just a happy coincidence?" I smirked.
"Yeah. He's my dad. Do you know him? Get into trouble often?" He asked warily.
I raised a brow, "Maybe..."
We both laughed.
"No, I just came from the station. Asked if he'd be alright with us decorating it. Thankfully he said we have complete creative control," I explained with a giddy smile.
Tyler opened his mouth to speak but Dr Kinbott came out calling for him.
"You left your hat," she said handing it back, "Hello Y/n. How've you been?"
"I'm doing well. You?" I replied.
"Fantastic. I see you've met Tyler. I think you two would be great friends, just my professional opinion," she winked then walked back inside.
"Well Tyler, I hope to be seeing you again soon, but as of right now I have to go finish my volunteer work," I said kind of sadly.
"Well you can stop by the Weathervane later today, I work there. I hope to see you too," He smiled and we walked our separate ways.
   Waking up the next day alone was quite nice. Nicer than I had thought. I know its only been 6 days, but I have a village helping me through this. Even Bianca has asked if I needed anything.
   I went to see what was on my schedule for today, hoping it was something that would take my mind off of Tyler. To my disappointment, today was my free day for the week. I decided that I was going to go to the bookstore in Jericho. Thankfully, Tyler doesn't go to the bookstore. Every time I've asked him to come with me, he moaned and groaned the entire time and asked if I was finished every 30 seconds. The memory brought a sad smile to my face.
   On the way to the shuttle I ran into Xavier.
   "Hey! Where are you going?" He asked concerned.
   "Oh, I've decided to go buy a couple of books from the bookstore. There's a book that has just been released and I'm hoping they have it in stock!" I said rather excitedly.
   "Well I'm glad to see that smile back on your face," he said smiling back, "I've missed you!"
   "I owe it all to my bestie," I said playfully punching his arm.
   "Hey Y/n!" Enid yelled running over.
   "Hey Enid!" I smiled.
   "Listen, I have important news, the bookstore has the book we've been wanting in stock! They just got a shipment this morning! If I don't get my hand on that book I might die!" She panicked.
   I laughed, "Okay! Looks like I have a Buddy to come with my to Jericho! See you later Xavi!"
   We rode the shuttle and rushed off as quickly as we got on. I looked around for any sign of tyler and made a break for the library. We bursted through the door and made a be-line for the "Young Adult" section. I grabbed two books off the shelf and handed one to Enid and made our way to checkout.
   "Hey, wanna grab a coffee at Weathervane?" Enid smiled.
   I hesitated knowing who might be there, but agreed nonetheless. We got there and I peeked through the windows nit seeing Tyler behind the counter but someone else. My body relaxed. We went in and ordered our usuals and sat in a corner booth. The same one Xavier and I sat in.
“How’ve you been?” Enid asked as if she was walking on eggshells.
“I’m better. I really do have some amazing friends. Without you all I don’t know what I would do,” I smiled at her stirring my coffee with a straw.
“I know this may be a sensitive question, but if he were to ask, would you get back with him? I only ask that because I’m trying to put myself in your shoes when it comes to Ajax. I feel like I’d take him back,” she shrugged.
“I don’t know Enid. I don’t even know why he broke up with me,” I said sadly.
“You didn’t ask?”
I shook my head.
“Maybe… when the time is right… you can get your answers. And who knows, maybe he will come to you. Just give it time,” She smiled sympathetically.
We went back to Nevermore and I felt so much better than I have this entire week. Maybe it was today, and I know grieving looks different every day, but it was nice not to cry for one day. Hopefully tomorrow will be the same.
I woke up excited for the day as today was supposed to be the day Nevermore students started decorating Jericho for the holidays. I looked outside and I immediately became disappointed… it was pouring.
I look in the distance to see a red car and what seems to be two people arguing. I watched for a minute trying to remember where I’ve seen that car. The only person that could come to mind was Tyler. I heard my phone vibrating. I went over and read the caller: Tyler Galpin.
I gasped as all the pieces fit together. I hesitated. I also don’t have much time to make a conscious decision.
I answer:
Y/n: hello?
Tyler: Thank god! I didn’t think you were going to answer. Come outside! To the gate please!
Y/n: I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Tyler.
Tyler: I’ll give you 10 minutes, if you don’t come in ten, I promise I’ll leave and you’ll never hear from me again.
He hung up. I then get a text:
Xavier: Don’t come outside!
They’re the two arguing at the gate. My curiosity is saying “go see what he wants”. My gut is telling me that I’ve been getting better without him in my life, why start over?
I get another text:
Tyler: I’m so sorry. I love you!
I ran out the door and down the stairs. No shoes, no jacket, nothing. I ran down the drive and stopped as soon as I got about 5 yards from him. I look up and squint as the rain seems to pour harder.
“You came!” He said with a slight smile.
“You broke up with me than came crawling back saying you love me… my curiosity got the better of me,” I said crossing my arms as the rain was quite cold.
“Y/n, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to break up with you!”
“Then why did you?”
“I was scared! I mean look at you! You’re perfect! You’re headed off to college next year and I’ll be left behind, forgotten. Just a distant memory of a boy in a shitty small town everyone wants to forget!” He explained.
“You could’ve just spoken to me! Asked me how we were going to make it work! Told me your fears! I wouldn’t have laughed, or make you feel stupid! They’re valid feelings and thoughts to have!” I explained.
“I want to marry you, Y/n! I want to spend the rest of my life with you! I want to see you fulfill your dreams and peruse your passions! I want to love you through all your changes! And most importantly I want to be the one you love! This week has been hell for me! I’ve barely eaten, I haven’t slept much…”
“You seemed pretty okay when you and Wednesday were together,” I said bitterly.
“She came over asking for my help and then told me I looked like hell. I asked her to sit with me while I slept because I kept having nightmares. I’m not in love with her… I’m in love with you! I understand if you don’t want me anymore, I ripped your heart out with no explanation, but I-.”
I cut him off by running at him and tackling him in a hug. He fell to his knees holding me with a heavy sigh, as if a weight fell off his back.
“Does this mean we’re back together?” He asked tears running down his face.
“Yeah!” I said matching him.
He pulled me into a passionate kiss. A kiss I’ve been longing for.
Then I remembered… this isn’t some fairytale…
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“Y/n?” I heard Tyler’s voice, “Please say something.”
“Have a nice life Tyler,” I whispered because I was afraid if I didn’t I’d breakdown.
I got out of his car and walked through the Nevermore gate.
Can we just skip this part?
Where you drive away
And I don't know what to do
And I watch your taillights fade
In a shirt that smells like you
Then cry on the floor in the dark
Can we just skip this part?
Where I convince myself
There's no one else for me
And find any excuse
Just to drive down your street
Cut to when cuts fade to scars
Can we just skip this part?
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paul-islam · 8 months
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Kaitlyn Weaver:
I’ll never be ready to say bye to you, Alex, and no words feel right. But there are some things I know for sure:
Your heart beats through Charlie, Your smile beams through your sisters, Your love carries Mitch, and your joy will be held tightly by all of us left here.
Alex, you were truly GREAT. At everything, and those who know you will know this is not an exaggeration. You operated with a code of ethics and kindness that I’ve never come across before. But you did this at the expense of no one. You didn’t have to put anyone below in order to rise above. That’s just who you were.
I will always love you, my friend. This will never make sense, but you and the way you graced this earth so elegantly will always be with me. The most kind. The most beautiful. so fiercely in love with your family, and your life. I’m grasping so tightly to every memory of you right now.
You will never be forgotten, Alexandra Paul. Not in a million years. 🤍
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librarycomic · 6 months
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Mad About Meatloaf (Weenie featuring Frank & Beans Book 1) by Maureen Fergus, illustrated by Alexandra Bye. Tundra, 2021. 9780735267916. 56pp. https://www.powells.com/book/-9780735267916?partnerid=34778&p_bt
This book is worth buying for the series name alone. Weenie is the dog, Frank (a cat) is his best friend, Beans (a guinea pig) is his other friend, and Bob takes care of them all. Bob made a meatloaf that he left on the counter and that Weenie simply must have. First the friends have to work together to get on the counter, and then they work together to make Bob a new meatloaf. It's zany fun that's beautifully illustrated by Bye.
Sir Ladybug and the Bookworms (Sir Ladybug Book 3) by Corey R. Tabor. Balzer + Bray, 2022. 9780063069121. 64pp. https://www.powells.com/book/-9780063069121?partnerid=34778&p_bt
An ant delivers a notice to Sir Ladybug that the book he checked out is due at sunset. Turns out it's in his friend Sterling's shell (he's a snail). They set off with Pell, a roly-poly, to find the library and return the book, which is a biography of a dung beetle. But there are a lot of bugs that need help along the way, and then three bookworms who want to eat the book. The best part by far is the library, which is a bit of a surprise.
The Spooky Story (Paige Proves It #2) by Amy Marie Stadelmann. Aladdin, 2023. 9781534451643. 112pp. https://www.powells.com/book/-9781534451643?partnerid=34778&p_bt
Paige loves facts. When her friends Penn and Karla say the Evergreen Street Music School is haunted, Page makes a list of evidence and starts investigating to determine the facts. My favorite thing about the book: there are even a few pages on how facts need evidence, or they're just guesses, and another page that explains what to do when new evidence shows up. It reminds me of classic Scooby-Doo episodes (back when the supernatural stuff was found to be some sour adult with an agenda) but with more of a library-friendly focus.
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vintagestagehotties · 14 days
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Hot Vintage Stage Actress Round 1
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Maria Tucci: Rose Delle Rose in The Rose Tattoo (1966 Broadway); Alexandra Giddens in The Little Foxes (1967 Broadway); Eleanor Bachman in The Great White Hope (1969 Broadway)
Chita Rivera: Rita Romano in Mr Wonderful (1956 Broadway); Anita in West Side Story (1957 Broadway); Rose Alvarez in Bye Bye Birdie (1961 Broadway); Anyanka in Bajour (1964 Broadway)
Propaganda under the cut
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anonbinaryweirdo · 5 months
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im rambling about me n devons ocsssss
for the deaths part, there's suicide mention(s) and mention(s) of fire !!
let m see if can remember deaths;
starting with the royales—
Jeremy was Michael Afton'ed (he got his insides ripped out basically)
Lucy got into... a car accident??? @deeplyinlovewithstars help
I think they said Diana got kidnapped? unsure
Dilon hung himself at a young age (the range was 5-12?? I think. I just know he was the first to die)
Derek was shot in the head at 15
Delilah got caught in a fire (I forget how old she was)
as for the mantovans—
Shamora got pushed off a building (I think she was the last to die.)
Alexandra was shot on her 16th birthday
misc characters—
Josh was deliberately drowned when he was twelve
Ash, same case scenario as Delilah, when he was younger
Haru (i forgot. but this just reminded me that HE was the last to die, not shamora)
and I'm sure that there are more, I just can't think of anyone else important
okay, now present canon ships !!!!! >:D (exes and current partners)
Josmora (Josh x Shamora; married)
Dilexru (this is an improvised ship name for Dilon x Alexandra x Haru; married)
Derash (Derek x Ash; married)
Jerelucy (Jeremy x Lucy; married)
Alarchie (Alexandra x Archie; exes)
Dereseph??? (Derek x Joseph; exes)
that's all I can remember
other relationships—
Diana, Dilon, Derek, Delilah (oldest-youngest; siblings)
Shamora, Alexandra (siblings)
Alexandra, Derek (best friends; in-laws)
Shamora, Delilah/Dilon (best friends; in-laws)
Delilah, Joshua/Ash (best friends; in-laws? Ash is her in law, not sure about Josh)
Shamora, Dilory (enemies. Dilory fucking killed her bye)
Every main OC, Joseph (they would all kill him on the spot)
probably some more
HEADCANONS + FACTS YAYYY
oh God where to begin
let's get. let's get Dilon out of the way. we hced a few months ago that he would NNNOT bail his spouses out of prison. oh, shamoras in jail? bailed. Josh is in jail? bailed. Lucy is in jail? bailed. Alex and Haru? keep them in there until their sentence is up. (/hj). don't get him wrong, he LOVES his spouses. but holy shit.
everyone has daddy issues. except ash. he's an orphan he doesn't get issues (jkjk but I THINK he had mommy issues??)
fun fact; the ONLY OC who has kept her personality throughout the years, was Lucy. she's perfect. I cringe every time I read back on old roleplays and see old screenshots. shamora would NOT act like this KILL IT
another fun fact; we would always argue over whether or not Jeremy was a top or bottom. this bitch recently revealed that he is a SWITCH (as Jeremy is their oc)
ANOTHER fun fact; during the starting days of our roleplays, Jeremy was like. Lucifer and Lucy was like Lillith. I'm so positive that this HAS changed. a lot. it probably isn't even canon anymore js
I think that Derek and Haru get along well, and yes it is because Joseph is Haru's brother as well as Derek's ex, BUT! Haru does NOT, and WILL not condone the type of abuse Joseph put Derek through EVER. he does not condone his brother's actions whatsoever, and always sided with Derek after he found out about everything.
adding onto Derek and Haru; Derek probably freaked out the first few times he saw Haru, given that him and Joseph look alike, if you don't count Haru's heterochromia
everyone lives together !! well, there's this one mansion that EVERYONE lives in, but they all have their separate homes for privacy (this is actually canon)
I'd like to think that Alex dyed her hair because she doesn't like thinking back on her birthday, aka the day she died. she's originally brunette, like shamora, but dyed her hair blue as to rid that image from her conscious. sometimes she forgets what she used to look like, until she somehow comes across an older picture, which sends her into a spiral
despite their coldness and stoicness, I would like to think that, if not anything else, Shamora and Dilon are passionate when it comes to their lovers !!
Dilon is the second oldest out of like five kids, affection was probably a frequent thing given how deprived of it they were when they were kids.. so if Alex were to fall victim to a panic attack, or if Haru just wasn't having a good day, Dilon would know, and go about dealing with it in his own ways. as I said earlier, he absolutely loves his spouses, even if he flat out refuses to acknowledge it most of the time. this only happens behind closed doors !! and I don't think they would tease him for it. this is rare, and he means well, so they'd accept it with lots of love !! plus they don't really feel like getting hit in the head with a pot like. ever.
and, unlike Dilon, Shamora initiates affection herself, even when she knows that Josh doesn't need it in that moment. her sister was clingy growing up, so she hardly minds Josh's clinginess. in fact, she'll start to get worried if he isn't holding onto her shirt somehow. there are times where she'll just sit with him and scratch behind his ears, or she'll grab his hand and tug him along with her if she knows she's going somewhere—knowing that Josh has to be trailing behind her, or he'll get lost and spiral if she isn't back within ten twenty minutes. she's quiet when affection is initiated from either of them, and mostly sticks to her actions doing all the talking for her. if Josh starts to get insecure about his place in the relationship, she'll know before hand and talk to him about it—one of the rare times she's actually verbal during any sort of affection.
I saw Devon say this in a hc channel; but Haru is definitely the mom friend !! skddkjdj my brain is running at 999mph thinking about them forgive me
I'm gonna stop here because 🧍🏽who tfs gonna read this besides Devon I am RAMBLING (I still have lots to say too. a lot more 💔)
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bluestringpudding · 4 months
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WIP Word Search Game
Thanks @alexandra-emerson for the tag!
My words were blue, smirk, and candle.
The WIP is How Did We Get Here, and all the snippets are from published chapters as I am very behind in writing the next one.
Blue
Hermione had pulled the blue paper curtain around Jules’ bed, but it was still possible to hear her talking, Draco paused to listen.
“Do you remember what you said when you spoke to me in hospital after my accident?” she asked. “You said you could count the number of times you’d seen him cry on one hand.”
“Yeah, and?”
“Well in the last week I’ve already reached over half your total.” She stated matter of fact-ly. “I’ve watched him throw up, not eat, not sleep, just sit by your bed from the moment you were admitted until the moment you woke up. The reason you never see him cry is because you’re the one that holds him together.”
Smirk
“Hi, bye, I’m not dead by the way, would have been a start!” Theo cried, the anger in his expression finally breaking, turning to disbelief.
“In that first year, I might as well have been!” Draco pushed, trying not to raise his voice in the relative quiet of the pub.  “Sometimes I wished that I was. For what it’s worth, when I first left, I meant to come back. I thought I’d go away for a few months, let off some steam, feel better, come home.”
“What happened? Having too much fun as a Muggle?” Parkinson asked sarcastically.
“You could say that…” Draco answered, briefly catching Jules’ eye with a smirk.
She opened her mouth and drew a breath, her eyebrows drawing together angrily again.
Draco quickly raised his hand to stop her.
“I wish it had been that simple,” he said quickly. “But it was simpler than it had ever been before. The anonymity, the fact that no one could remind me of what I’d done or who I was; no one wanted me to be anything or anyone. Someone cared about me, not because of who or what I-”
Candle
In the halo of candlelight, Hermione saw Narcissa open the phial and carefully drip three drops of the liquid onto the small patch of fabric. She circled her wand slowly above the table, quietly repeating an incantation in Latin. The drops started to glow a soft purple, turning brighter at the edges as the material started to singe. Narcissa fell silent and extinguished the candle with her fingers.
The glowing embers floated upwards and started to form shapes in the air above the table.
“It’s a map!” Jules whispered in awe.
It was a map. There was a purple dot in the middle of it, and streets were forming outwards from it, with their names written along them in elegant handwriting.
Okay next I'll tag @uncannycerulean and @allalrightagain with the words inch, laden, gold (reserve words: picture, brush, and strong).
To play share three snippets from your current WIP that include the words above (you can use the reserve words if those first three don't appear in your story). Then tag some more people with some new words!
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themetaphorgirl · 11 months
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One of my favorite random PSOLC bits is that James is surprisingly strong and muscular, and Maeve and I were talking about how he could probably pick up and carry everyone in the group, and this happened.
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“Okay, but like how?”
“How what?” James said.
“How did you get so strong?” Emily asked. “If Morgan had your muscles he’d never shut up about it.”
“Hey!” Derek protested.
“Have you not read Hunger Games?” Penelope said. “It’s a total Peeta Mellark situation. Baker’s son problems.”
“I’ve been hauling sacks of flour around since I was little, that’s true,” James admitted.
Emily squeezed his bicep. “Still, though,” said. “Flex for me, Blake.” He obliged. “Jesus Christ. You’re a lucky lady, Alexandra. I bet he can toss you around like you’re nothing.”
Alex turned faintly pink. “I mean…”
“Oh, definitely,” he said. He held out his hands. “C’mere.”
“James, you really don’t have to-“ she started to say, but he swept her up over his shoulder in an easy fireman’s carry and she squeaked in surprise, grabbing the back of his shirt. “James!”
“See?” he said. “Super easy.” He set his girlfriend down gently, smoothed her ruffled hair, and kissed her forehead. “Sorry, darling, I wanted to show off.” She laughed, holding onto his arm as she regained her balance.
“Wait, wait, pick me up!” Emily said. “Pick me up like that.”
“Please don’t kick me,” James warned, eyeing her Doc Martens suspiciously.
“I won’t, I promise!” Emily said. James picked her up the same way he’d picked up Alex, albeit a little less gracefully, and she cackled. “Yes! This is great. Now I know why Spencer wants to get carried everywhere all the time.”
“It is pretty nice,” Spencer said.
“I bet you couldn’t pick up two people at the same time,” Derek said. “Spencer doesn’t count, he’s half the size of everybody else.”
James set Emily down and beckoned to JJ and Penelope. “I bet I can,” he said. It took a little more finagling, but he managed to get a girl on each arm and even take a few steps. “Ha! See? Yes, I can.”
“I bet you can’t pick up Hotch,” Derek said.
“Please don’t pick me up, I would rather die,” Hotch said, deadpan.
“Well, he can’t pick me up,” Dave said confidently.
“Oh, that’s a challenge,” JJ said.
James set the girls down carefully. “Yeah, sounds like a challenge to me.”
“Yeah, yeah, but there’s no way, I don’t think you could- what the fuck?” Dave shrieked. James tossed him over his shoulder. “Blake, what the hell?”
“Well, Rossi was definitely wrong,” Alex said.
“Oh my god, James, what the hell!” Dave said. James started to walk out of the room, Dave still dangling over his back as Emily collapsed on the floor, howling with laughter. “This is fucking embarrassing! People are going to see me like this! Put me down!”
“Bye, Dave!” Penelope said, waving cheerfully.
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swiftzeldas · 23 days
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hiiiii eryn! 🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨
hi rose!!! thanks for the ask! lately i have been listening to
kick in the teeth - hippo campus
bye bye - jo dee messina
she stayed - alexandra kay
queen of new york city - matchbox 20
dial drunk - noah kahan
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the-all-seeing-l · 1 year
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any scarlet hollow theories on the doll in the bedroom closet that keeps on mysteriously moving? 👀 i really hate that thing but i hate that we can’t move it somewhere else!
Spoilers for Scarlet Hollow episodes 1-4
Sorry for the late reply; was busy + had to do some research for this to avoid spewing nonsense (no guarantee though).
I don't think the doll is haunted or able to move on its own since it doesn't move in the first 3 episodes (Keen Eye confirms this).
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The first time it has actually moved is if you check in on it at the start of episode 4, because someone was in the closet.
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I actually think the creepy doll is supposed to distract you from that very concerning fact. Keen Eye also tells you who went through the closet:
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So what did he want in there?
I think instead of the doll, we should be focusing on the documents (riveting, I know). It always bugged me that we were never able to at least sift through them, not even with Book Smart. Despite being a huge messy, I don't think Tabitha would leave something actually important in there; that would just be stupid with how careful she's being otherwise. So if Wayne was looking for something in there, he probably didn't find anything. I would be surprised if he actually thought he would though. So what about this: Considering it was him that suggested to explore the estate in the next episode, what if he planted something there for us to find? Maybe even something that would incriminate Tabitha without context. She's definitely hiding something big, but she's also not the villain Sybil is trying to make her out to be (by implying she's "the cat" and all that). Because of the idea of Tabitha being the Big Bad already being pushed on us in episode 4, it would make sense for that to continue in episode 5, until it culminates in the player character finding something really bad in the estate (though I don't think some incriminating documents will be all; I believe it's pretty plausible that we're actually going to find the Entity) and her finally having to talk to us. If it's not too late by then, that is. Because if we find the Entity, it's definitely going to try and manipulate us like it did with Charlie. I think the climax of episode 5 will revolve around whether we trust the Entity and/ or Sybil or Tabitha. If not episode 5 then episode 6 or 7 for sure. That's just a theory though - a gaME TH- Sorry, I'll shut up now. Obviously I don't have any proof for all that apart from it making sense narrative-wise.
Why would Wayne want to incriminate Tabitha though, you ask? Good question; he did seem at least somewhat sympathetic towards her if you brought her along on the ghost hunt after all. He definitely wants us to trust him though, and he's trying to make us stop relying on Stella. His arguments for this make some sense, but Stella also did get an ambulance when the mine collapsed in episode 2 which was helpful if Rosalina got hurt (though the player character could accuse her of running away even back then). I think Wayne is trying to weaken our trust in everyone else enough that we end up relying solely on him so he can use us for whatever it is he's trying to achieve. If you look at it that way, it would make sense for him to try and make Tabitha look suspicious (though she's already doing a pretty good job at that herself). What his motives are and where or if they intersect with Sybil's, the Entity's and Tabby's, I don't know. I am pretty sure he's not the actual Sam Wayne though, as I explained in my main theory post (https://www.tumblr.com/the-all-seeing-l/710559451068973056).
I know this isn't really what you asked for, but I have no self-control and I think it's better than my initial "The doll's not haunted, bye."?
One interesting thing about the doll itself is that it belonged to Alexandra Scarlet, Edwardine's other daughter aside from Mary-Belle. If you read the Coroner's Reports in episode 4, you learn that she went missing at the age of 9 and is presumed dead. Suspiciously enough, she went missing on the same day Enoch died in a "hiking accident". Maybe it had something to do with the same thing Pastor Daniel's daughter Tulip found in the woods, considering Enoch presumably fell off a cliff there (just like Reese) and Alexandra should have been around the same age as Tulip back then... Ok, I lied! This isn't about the doll at all anymore. It's also blind speculation, so I'll really shut up now. I'm flattered you'd ask me for my thoughts though, and I hope this was somewhat interesting and/ or helpful.
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sansblues2 · 6 months
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Day 15. This was one of the first things I thought after considering the fact that Amelia and Sofia were already alive to feel the loss of their mother. This is supposed to be after her funeral. I tried to make the twins look older since by this time they would have 8 (that is if my theory that Alexandra died at Fuega's birth is right) and made their hair a little longer( at five their hair would be just a bit above their shoulders). Also, I'm not entirely sure what type of outfit men wear to a funeral, so I just gave Bruno some black clothes. That's it. See you tomorrow, bye bye~.
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