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"tell me why you did it!" { v ;; the princess and the moon.

Prince walked away from Luna. That was something he was very good at, especially instead of facing an argument. Although maybe he wasn’t that good because it didn’t take long for Luna to follow him. “Just tell me why you did it!” Prince didn’t have to explain himself. Honestly, he wished he didn’t have to. Why couldn’t Luna just understand? The woman was his mother. Regardless of everything she may have done, or the things he’s said about her, that was still his mother. If Prince had spent that money on clothes, or a holiday or something stupid Luna wouldn’t care. Why couldn’t she force herself to not care that he gave it away? If he gave it to a charity would she argue with him? “Because she’s my mum, Luna. Same reason I let her into my house when I was a teenager and same reason I gave her money when she came back again. God, let it rest.” But Luna couldn’t let it rest. It irritated him. They weren’t exactly broke, giving some money to his mother didn’t mean they were missing a mortgage payment or taking food out of their kids mouths. Prince walked away again but it so futile because Luna just went with him, chewing his ear off about his poor decision-making. He stopped walking. It was a good thing the kids weren’t home. Prince turned back to her. “Maybe things will be different this time, alright?” It was such an embarrassing hope that Prince immediately wished he didn’t say it especially when he saw the look on his wife’s face. There was no way she believed Elizabeth would stick around, not that he even needed her to anymore. He was grown now, his oldest child was almost grown up now. Prince didn’t need his mother anymore. That didn’t change how he felt, in fact it made him more lenient to helping her out because he wasn’t a kid who needed his mother anymore. He was an adult, who couldn’t help himself when she came around. “Can you stop fucking judging me? You’re my wife. Our son already hates me, I don’t need you to join him.” And maybe Prince was just a masochist. Maybe with Leo ignoring him, which hurt beyond belief, Prince was just chasing more pain by being back in touch with the first person to ever hurt him and was bound to do it again. Or maybe while he was already hurting was a good time to allow her to let him down again because surely Leo would speak to him again and the day that happened Prince would be so happy that he’d forget all about his mothers constant using and abusing of him. “Maybe I’m a shitty parent, just like her.” On a certain level Prince knew that wasn’t true (especially not the same level as his own mother) but sometimes he had to wonder if Leo would really stop talking to him over something so stupid like Eli had hinted at or if Prince just wasn’t a good enough dad for his son to need. “Maybe that’s why I did it. Who knows? I’m done arguing about it either way.” He grabbed his car keys and claimed he was going to collect Sage despite how they both knew she didn’t need to be collected for another two hours but it was the only excuse he could use to finally walk away from the fight.

{ v ;; phases.

Katie was enjoying a stroll on the beach. She could admire how all out Ellis and Dana went on this wedding, picking such a beautiful spot. She was happy for him. She heard her name being called and beamed when she spotted Ellis, jogging down towards her on the beach. She greeted him warmly and he joined her on her walk. He asked where Leo was and she shrugged, assuming he was off with the twins having a drink somewhere. Ellis nodded, and Katie noticed he seemed nervous. “Wedding jitters?” She joked. He laughed but she could tell it was fake so she made the huge mistake of asking him what was wrong. “If I told you I was in love with you and wished it was you marrying me instead of Dana, what would you say?” He blurted and Katie stopped dead in her tracks. She looked all around her, maybe she was being pranked because this was crazy. She looked to Ellis with wide eyes. They were romantic in college but it was never a relationship. In fact he was the one who always said he’d never ask her out because of her feelings for Leo. She took a step away from him shaking her head. “I love Leo.” She simply commented and Ellis rolled his eyes, following her in her step. “But how long is that going to last? It never works out with you two.” Katie felt herself getting annoyed. Who was he to comment on her relationship with Leo? Just because she spent endless nights bitching and moaning about her poor broken heart when she was twenty. “It’s already worked out. I’m with Leo!” She was literally cradling a baby bump thanks to Leo, and Ellis thought it was right to try convince her to leave him somehow. “Katie. I’m in love with you. I tried to fight it in college because of him but I can’t marry Dana knowing there’s someone in the room that I love more.” Katie scoffed and started walking away from Ellis. Why invite her to his wedding if he felt this way? Granted, she thought they were good friends and would have thought it weird for her friends to get an invite and not her but she’d have preferred that to what he was doing now. Ellis called after her and chased her. “You’re getting married in the morning Ellis. Don’t do this!” He grabbed her hand. “Not if you give me a reason not to.” Katie shook her hand free. Why was there always someone confessing her love to her at the most inappropriate of times and on a beach? She couldn’t give him a reason because she absolutely did not feel the same way as him. At least when Leo was doing this it was because he knew deep down she felt the same even if at the time she wouldn’t admit it. She didn’t say anything more to Ellis as she marched away from him. Katie had been right about Leo being off with the twins drinking so she didn’t get a chance to talk to him about what happened. She wasn’t even sure they should attend the wedding but before she could even open up about that, Ava was at their door forcing Katie to get ready so they could enjoy the festivities. Katie was in between a rock and a hard place but regardless she got ready. When she came out of the bathroom in her dress, she beamed when Leo smiled at her. He placed a hand on her belly and kissed her and she momentarily forgot anything else that was going on. It was when they got on the lift to go down to the wedding hall that she even remembered what happened the day before. They all piled off the lift and she lied and pretended she forgot her phone and would catch up with them, clicking on the floor Ellis was on. She knocked on his door. “You’re still getting married?” Katie asked incredulously when he pulled it open. He invited her in and against her better judgement she accepted. She was still his friend after all. “I can give you a reason not to get married,” Katie started and when she saw his eyes light up she immediately rushed to her point, “you don’t want to. You may think you’re in love with me but maybe you’re just not in love with Dana. I thought, for a split second, that I loved Cheryl’s dad because it was so easy with him but when I look at Leo, and the life I have with him it’s always been him who I loved. I don’t have any doubts in my mind about him. You have doubts about Dana and for that reason alone, not because of anyone else, you shouldn’t marry her.” The lift dinged as the doors bounced open and Katie, somewhat rushed, found her way to her friends. Everyone sipped on champagne and Leo even had an alcohol-free glass waiting for Katie. She appreciated the thought and took it from him but she was quick to get to her point. “We’ve gotta get out of here.” They were all understandably confused. “This weddings not going to happen, and I may be the reason for that so I don’t want to be standing here when Dana finds that out. I’ve got precious goods to protect here.” She signalled her pregnant belly. The car ride home was awkward and Katie didn’t understand why. It wasn’t her fault and for once it wasn’t just her painting herself innocent. This really wasn’t her fault. She sighed, after twenty minutes of dead silence. “What’s up your ass?” She retorted. Leo didn’t speak. She laughed, annoyed at his attitude. “Come on, Leo.” “Tell me why you did it.” Katie was taken aback. She already explained what happened and sure, she could understand his irritation at her being alone with her ex-fling and him confessing his love. That was why Katie had waited to tell him what happened until they were already on the way home. “Because I felt bad for her. You think I stopped the wedding because I want him or something?” The expression on his face was answer enough to her question. “Leo, my ankles are swollen and my bra size has practically doubled because you’ve put a baby in me. I think it’s pretty late for me to start realising I’m in love with other people.” She rested her head against her hand, staring out the window as they drove. “I’d probably wait til I have it before I start looking elsewhere.” She attempted to joke.

"Did you really say all that stuff about me?" { v ;; the princess and the moon.

“You’re such a baby. You obviously love her.” Prince ignored Valerie but the expression on his face didn’t. He already had Luna trying to get him to confess that often enough, he didn’t need other people chiming in, too. At least he could use this to prove he was right about not wanting to tell their friends. This was so much worse than only having Luna to argue with about his so-called feelings. “This is so embarrassing Prince, why can’t you just admit it? At least you’re in a real relationship. None of the rest of us can say that.” Prince glared at her. “Except Luna, I guess.” And speak of the devil and she will appear. The back door opened and Luna walked out. Prince pursed his lips together and rolled his eyes. He wanted to walk away but he was comfortable. Normally he’d acknowledge Luna but he wasn’t going to now that Valerie was trying to psychoanalyse their relationship. “Luna, has he ever told you he loves you?” Prince was shocked she was being so forward. He looked at Luna. “Don’t answer that.” He had told her he loved her. He’s told her at least three times which probably made it redundant that in every other argument he swore he didn’t. He only said it in anger, and once when it was just the two of them in bed together, giggling and kissing and acting like a normal couple and he’d kissed her forehead gently when he murmured it in her ear. Valerie seemed exasperated which Prince thought was weird. If anyone wanted to fight with him about his feelings it should at least be Luna and everyone else could just mind their own business. Not his friends though. No, never his friends. He glanced at Luna, no expression on his face now. “Did you need something?” He asked, short with her. He wanted her to go back inside because he already knew what Valerie was about to pull. “I know it’s none of my business but I would like you two together so much more than I already do if he wasn’t so mean.” Princes eyes hadn’t moved from Luna. He was sure she agreed with Valerie. “You know last week he said you smell nice,” Valerie laughed and Prince felt like he was making fun of her, “and that your accent is sexy especially when you insult him in Spanish.” Prince glared, yet again. Yes, he said that but he never said it to Luna; in fact he told her the Spanish was irritating. “And that you always steal his shirts and he doesn’t know why but he doesn’t care because you look good in them. And he said-“ “Valerie, please fuck off.” Prince snapped. Valerie was probably more annoying than Cassie at this point. She didn’t fuck off but instead she tried to continue to quote Princes embarrassing admissions. Prince was now done hanging out with his friends. He flung his cigarette to the ground and stood up, grabbing Lunas hand as he made his way back inside Matt’s home. He didn’t pull her with him but let her decide if she wanted to go along, which of course she did because the pair couldn’t say no to each other. He gave her a chance to grab her stuff before they started headed to his place. Thankfully, she could tell he was annoyed and didn’t say anything straight away as they walked, barely holding hands with just their fingers. As Prince stuck his key in the door she finally addressed it. “Did you really say all that stuff about me?” Prince glared at her but it was ten times softer than the twenty times he just glared at Val. “Shut up.” He grumbled, stepping aside to let her into his flat first. The door was barely closed before he was pulling her back against it to press a kiss to her lips. They didn’t even make it as far as his bedroom, the pair getting lost in each other on his couch in the living room. Pandora would not be happy had she come home at any point. Prince pulled Luna onto his lap. It would be embarrassing if anyone walked in now because they were breathless, beaming and very very close to being fully unclothed. He cupped her face, kissing her softer than he had in the last while. “You do smell nice.” He confirmed Valerie’s rumour spreading. He was aware saying that confirmed everything else that was said but as he gazed at Luna now, his fingers brushing her hair out of her face, and just a hint of a smile in his eyes, he didn’t care.

{ v ;; phases.

“Ellis, stop!” Katie squealed, rolling away from him in the bed as she giggled loudly. She hoped she wasn’t keeping anybody awake. Her and Ellis were wide awake, partly from how giddy they both were but partly from the white powder they’d shared at the club. The whole house was coupled off, both the twins had girls in their beds and Leo was downstairs visiting with his girlfriend sharing the pull out sofa together. Katie had Ellis in her bed but they were by no means a couple, they both were well aware of that. That didn’t stop them having fun. Katie rolled out of bed and Ellis grabbed her wrist to try pull her back. She laughed loudly, tripping as he playfully yanked at her. “Stop! Shhh, everyone’s sleeping.” She couldn’t stop laughing. “I’m thirsty.” She pulled his shirt over her and slipped on a pair of socks to go downstairs. She didn’t get far alone, Ellis catching up to her at the top of the stairs, lifting her onto his back as he carried her down the stairs. They shushed each other while trying to contain their laughter. The piggy back down the stairs was probably a bad idea with how inebriated they both were but they somehow made it to the kitchen, Katie covering her mouth passing the living room to avoid waking Leo and his stupid girlfriend. Ellis dropped Katie onto the counter, kissing her before going to the fridge to pull out the jug of water, and two glasses. She watched him but all the while she was hyper aware that Leo was in the room next door, probably holding his girlfriend as they slept. It was a real mood dampener but Ellis managed to keep a smile on her face. She tried to drink her water but Ellis kept whispering in her ear, making her chuckle and practically choke. She put a hand on his shoulder, hiding her face there as she tried to stifle her laughter. Someone clearing their throat spooked the pair and they turned to see Leo standing in the doorway. Katie’s lit-up face faltered slightly, her smile fading somewhat. Ellis turned back to face Katie, giving her a wink. This was why they weren’t a couple, he knew about her feelings for Leo and fully supported it. Ellis announced he was going back to bed, not expecting an audience when he came downstairs in just his boxers. Katie couldn’t help but to continue laughing at him, watching him walk away. An awkward air fell between her and Leo as her laughter died with Ellis’s exit. She smiled softly at Leo. “I’m sorry, I hope we didn’t wake you.” She was still a little giggly. Leo assured her he was already awake but she only half believed him. She felt a little uncomfortable, unsure why. She held up the jug beside her and asked if he was thirsty. It was weird that she didn’t know what to say when he stood next to her, both drinking in silence. “Did Ximena have fun tonight?” Katie asked. She knew Leo would be sceptical of her but it was all she could think to say. Leo nodded and she was surprised by his next question. “Did you really say all that stuff about me?” Katie recalled the start of the night. She’d been working so she had had to meet the group out later. The twins invited Leo up to celebrate with the rest of the group for the end of their exams and while Leo wasn’t in college and Ximena didn’t attend the same one, they were happy to join for a night out. Katie was nervous about seeing Leo and Ximena together so she’d taken the liberty of pre-drinking at work, taking advantage of the free shots her manager allowed her to have before she would take off for the night. When she arrived at the club, she went straight to the smoking area to find her friends. She spotted Eli first, rushing to hug him and his girlfriend in her tipsy state. Inside, on the dance floor Katie could see Kendra and Ava with a few more of the girls but Katie wanted to say hi to Leo first. And just as she approached Leo, who hadn’t spotted her yet, he got up and headed inside towards the bar which meant she was now headed for Ximena but Katie couldn’t exactly reroute herself without making it obvious. She sat down on the bench next to Ximena, greeting her warmly. “It’s nice of you guys to come up.” Things between Katie and Ximena were awkward because she knew Ximena could tell how crazy in love with Leo Katie was but did that really matter if her boyfriend didn’t feel the same? It was certainly one-sided and Katie was respectful of the relationship to not act on it. She followed Ximenas gaze to where Leo was at the bar inside. “I know you probably won’t believe me because you probably think I’m like, in love with your boyfriend, but you guys look great together,” she spotted Eli looking at her with a raised brow, knowing she was lying, and it maybe should have been then where Katie would have realised her manager definitely gave her too many shots before she arrived here, but unfortunately she did not realise, “Leo’s great!” She glared at Eli who was still looking at her, about to be very amused by her oncoming drunken ramble. “If you were going between cousins you definitely got the best one.” Katie went onto list Leo’s good qualities that Ximena definitely already knew. “He’s so nice, and funny, and,” Katie probably rambled the whole time Leo was at the bar and she didn’t even remember half of what she said. Katie went bright red and covered her face with her hands. “Oh, Leo! I’m so sorry. I was just trying to be nice, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Was she mad? Oh, god.” Suddenly she wanted Ellis back to keep her in her giddy mood and not this cringing she was doing instead. Katie pretty much refused to look at Leo. She couldn’t tell if he was asking because he was pissed or just to know. She couldn’t even remember everything she said and she just hoped she didn’t make her feelings for him too obvious though she knew she did. Katie was so desperately in love with Leo and hiding that was an impossible task.

"I overheard your conversation." { v ;; the princess and the moon.

Prince exhaled a cloud of smoke as he rested his head against the back of the couch, feeling a whole other level of relaxed. Across from him, Matt and Valerie passed a joint between them while Prince had his own pinched between his fingers. “So, you and Luna.” Valerie broached the topic cautiously and to everyone’s surprise the mention of Lunas name immediately forced a smile onto Princes face, his eyes flickering closed as he thought about her. “How’s that going?” Prince shook his head, almost in disbelief that this was a question that could be asked, still smiling. “She’s just- god, she’s so- she’s just it, you know?” Surely he was making no sense. He took another pull from the joint in his fingers and lifted his head up to look between the pair sitting on his couch. “She’s fucking unbelievable. And she wants me! Can you fucking believe it? I keep waiting to wake up and for her to just…” Prince speaks softly, his gaze going to the floor, “say sike! Gotcha! But everyday she’s there and she still wants me and I’ve done fucking not one thing to deserve it but fuck me, I love her.” Prince had definitely smoked too much and was over sharing but Matt and Val were trusted parties, in his stoned state he still knew these words weren’t going to come back to haunt him. “I’m gonna spend the rest of my life with her. She’s the only one.” A few minutes later, Luna is falling beside Prince on the chair he’s sprawled on. His arm naturally snakes around her waist to pull her onto his lap, his lips meeting hers. He looks at Matt and Valerie and they pick up on his gaze alone, getting up and leaving the couple alone. He beams up at Luna. “Did you get prettier since I saw you last?” Was that possible in thirty minutes? It seemed like it was. She joked that maybe it was him that got more high since he saw her last and he chuckled softly, bringing her hand to his lips so he could press a gentle kiss to the back of her hand. “I overheard your conversation.” She confessed and he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to think of what conversation that was. Maybe it was the one where he said he loved her and couldn’t believe he was the one she wanted. Must be that one. He hummed, his hand going up to cradle her face, fingers pushing her hair back. “Yeah?” His eyes met hers, flickering down to gaze at her lips before going back to her eyes. “Never thought I’d be saying that shit to our friends, did you?” He joked. His joint was near to the end so he placed it between his lips and pulled, offering the end of it to Luna if she wanted. “Fucking meant every word.” He looked at her again. “You’re unreal.”

{ v ;; phases.

Katie and Jake weren’t having a particularly good time at this party, considering they were spending most of their time holed up in some bedroom fighting with each other. “If you weren’t ready to be with me then you should have just said!” Jake argued with Katie. She was getting exasperated with trying to convince him she only had eyes for him “What does that mean?” “We can’t get within twenty feet of Leo Moon without having to act like fucking strangers. I can’t even hold your hand if he’s in the next room. How do you think that makes me feel?” Katie understood Jakes frustration. She never intended to drop her friendship with Leo for the sake of a guy but she also didn’t predict their sensitivity towards him would have to last this long. Katie argued that it didn’t matter how they acted in front of other people since they knew how they felt about each other themselves, to which Jake scoffed. He argued if it didn’t matter then it didn’t matter how they acted around Leo. “You’re still in love with him.” Jake commented, angry. Katie shook her head. “You are! You practically light up when he walks into the room, I can’t kiss my girlfriend because god forbid the guy starts crying or something.” Why was Jake yelling at her right now? So she put some distance between them once she saw Leo across the room. So what? “I do love him, but just as a friend. I could have been with Leo and I chose you. Did you forget that? I’ve known him my whole life and I basically destroyed my friendship with him so you and I could be together. That doesn’t make you feel wanted by me?” Her and Leo had made up already so their friendship wasn’t technically ruined but it was at risk there for a while. “You didn’t end things with him to be with me. You did it because you were mad at him. God, I should have known one day you’d stop being mad and now I’m the idiot who asked you to be my girlfriend knowing you love some other guy.” “So you regret making me your girlfriend?” “Oh, don’t do that. Don’t try to make me the bad guy here by putting words in my mouth.” Jake stepped away from Katie, getting more and more annoyed with her and she could feel it too. “I love you, Katie, but how am I supposed to feel?” Katie shook her head again, feeling herself getting upset. “Why, when someone says ‘I love you’ does it sound like a fucking insult? Like that’s a problem for you.” Tears threatened her eye ducts. Jake was quiet for a moment. Katie watched him, trying to work out what he was thinking. “Why did you say someone?” Katie furrowed her eyebrows, confused at his question. “You said when someone tells you they love you it’s a problem. Not when I say it. Because Leo said it to you too, like it was an insult- a problem? Right?” Katie sighed. “Your obsession with Leo is fucking draining, Jake.” “Your obsession with him is draining! Do you not care how this makes me feel?” “Can you please stop yelling at me?” Katie was hurt. “Why is nothing I do ever good enough?” “For me, or for him?” Katie shoved Jake then, a tear streaming down her cheek. “Fuck you!” They’d been at this long enough and clearly Jake had had enough. She could tell he was biting back an insult before he just shook his head and stormed out of the room. Getting into a screaming match with Jake at this party was not something that Katie planned on doing. She threw her shoe at the wall after him, not expecting it to hit him since he was already gone but just acting out of anger. A quiet sob broke from her throat and she hid her crying face in her hands, her elbows resting on her knees. She heard shuffling and felt a wave of relief come over her that Jake had come back to apologise. She looked up and through her sad puffy eyes she saw it wasn’t Jake standing there, but Leo. “Oh, god.” She uttered, mortified that he was finding her like this. She watched as he picked up the shoe she’d flung and slowly walked towards her. She sniffled. She watched through teary eyes as he slipped the shoe back onto her foot, grateful for how gentle with her he was being. How long had he been near this room? She sniffled again. “I overheard your conversation.” He admitted, confirming he’d been around long enough to know what happened. She would be embarrassed if she weren’t so upset. She also made sure to note that him overhearing the fight meant he overheard Jake telling Katie he loved her and Katie trying to argue that she didn’t love Leo. Katie however was still extremely upset. She had tears streaming down her cheeks and she had to force herself to take a breath, in which another small sob came out making her look like a total idiot in front of Leo right now. “I’m sorry.” She uttered, her voice breaking. She felt the bed dip beside her as Leo sat down. Jake would be so irritated about this, especially when she felt Leo’s hand on her back. It should have been comforting but considering he was the topic of their argument and heard her trying to argue she wasn’t in love with him just made her feel even worse and made her cry harder. “God,” her voice cracked between crying, “I’m sorry you had to hear that.” She spoke through muffled cries with her face in her hands still.

#I couldn't figure out the ask editing so here it is in a postt #how annoying #Tumblr if you're reading this I'm NOT happy!!!!!!#Leo is basically an accessory to Katie and her boyfriends in these memes #and Valerie is right prince IS embarrassing #{ v ;; the princess and the moon.#{ v ;; phases.#beencaughts #memed

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simonxriley · 2 years

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1 - 15! 💜

Thank you! 💜 I'm gonna do these for the main girls.

1: When did you create your muse?

Liz - early 2014

Skylar - Mid 2018

2: Where did you find inspiration for your muse?

Liz - She actually started off as a self-insert, but the more I played Ghosts and realized how shitty of a father Elias was a thought appeared. What if he had a kid that didn’t want anything to do with the military and didn’t want to follow in his or her brothers footsteps? And here we are. Obviously over time I developed her more and made her into her own person.

Skylar - When I started getting into Siege I saw all these cool operators and went ‘I want to make one’, so I did. Since Skylar was legit made from scratch, i had no campaign or anything to help, just that Rainbow is an Anti-Terrorism Unit. Because of that, I pulled inspiration from all over.

3: Tell us something about the world/universe in which your muse lives.

They both live in a very similar world as ours, if not the same. At least we never had to go through a WW3 like Liz did though.

4: What’s your favourite headcanon about your muse?

Liz - That Liz is just a feral woman until she meets a special someone (Ghost) to calm her the hell down. Even then that doesn’t work.

Skylar - People always see Skylar as a nice person, but she actually can be quite a bitch if she doesn’t like you.

5: What’s something only very few people know about your muse?

Liz - That she was a drug addict for a good five years until Logan caught her and forced her to come clean. The only people that know are her and Logan and eventually Dunn when she tells him.

Skylar - The abuse she endured by the hands of her ex-boyfriend. She kept that to herself, not wanting anyone to know. The only people that know are Tachanka, Thermite, Kapkan and her parents.

6: Are there parts of your muse that resemble parts of yourself?

Not really, just the mental illnesses that i have that i gave my ocs. sorry :)

7: How many face claims do you have or have you had for your muse?

I’ve only had one face claim for each, once I pick one i stay with it. Which is probably why it takes me so long to find them, i need them to be as close as possible to how i picture them.

8: How did you choose the name for your muse?

Liz - Her name is actually my middle name. Back then I wasn’t great at choosing names 😅. And Elizabeth (Liz) Walker just sounded good together.

Skylar - Skylar was a name I really liked, it sounded pretty so I went with it.

9: If your muse could be a canon character in any fandom, which fandom would you choose?

Liz - I think Strike Back would be a good choice. It’s pretty much what she’s doing now, just with different people.

Skylar - This one is tough, I don’t know where she would fit.

10: Do you ship your muse with any canon characters?

All the time!

Liz - I ship her with Ghost (main ship), Price, Rorke, Dunn and Merrick.

Skylar - I ship her with Tachanka (main ship), Glaz, Kapkan and Fuze.

11: Do you ship your muse with any other original characters?

No I don’t.

12: Share a song that matches with your muse!

Liz - One drink away - Cher Lloyd

Skylar - From the ashes - In This Moment

13: If your muse were the main character in a movie/book/show/game/…, what would it be called? What would it be about?

14: Do you have any NPCs for your muse’s world or story? If yes, can you tell us something about them?

Liz - Shepherd unfortunately. If it wasn’t for him the 141 would’ve never been fugitives.

Skylar - Not really? I guess I could say Six is an NPC because she was the one to give the order to send Skylar and Tachanka to Truth and Consequences, NM when the Outbreak happened. Six is the person who runs Rainbow.

15: Share a random headcanon about your muse!

Liz - She doesn’t read as much as she would’ve liked, when she does it’s always a thriller, horror or a mystery thriller.

Skylar - Rescuing Grace from the White Masks was one of her proudest moments. She always loved saving the hostages because seeing them being reunited with family and friends always warmed her heart. Saving a child made that feeling go up ten fold. No child should have to go through something like that.

#chuckhansen #oc liz walker #oc skylar jackson #i left 13 unanswered bc i have no clue #and sorry this took forever

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mangotelevision · 2 years

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Okay so I think I'm pretty solid on my Katelyn backstory for my rewrite so I figured I'd share it. I say pretty solid and I'll probably edit it or do something funky with it in like a week but here you go

I was really torn on wether or not I wanted to give Katelyn the menphia relic and I'm still not positive about it but here's what I've got so far. Okay so this really out there and all that but it ties Elizabeth with hyria and the Demon Warlock so I think it's pretty cool

Liz in my rewrite is a witch that trained under Hyria during the times of Irene, something idk the full thing yet but Irene was looking for people to wield her newly made relics and because Liz was the apprentice of hyria she was top of that list, but because she was friends with Micheal/the demon warlock she wasn't given the relic and instead it was menphia. some tai lung and master shifu type shit breaks out, her and hyria get into this big fight about how Elizabeth didn't deserve the relic and it's this whole big thing

This is the event that broke the relic that was used for the jury, this is also how Liz was put into the other dimension with her ally Micheal

Years later something happened that reopened the portal, I haven't decided what yet, but Liz and Micheal are free they go and cause some chaos, this is where Travis and Katelyn come into play. They still don't meet until season two, but their stories are somewhat similar

Katelyn is Elizabeth's attempt at making the perfect host for the relic, the training until her bones broke and all that, the constant use of fire magic that burned her from the inside out kind of stuff. Erik has fire magic and Liz is a witch from the human wyvern war, so she was really hard on Katelyn and all the training stuff because she wants Katelyn to wield the relic to spite hyria and the dead divine warriors who started the war that killed her wyvern friends

It never happens, hyria finds out about the Katelyn training and the magic experiments and fights liz again, this time putting her in the hands of the elves so they can keep an eye on her and keep her away from her children

Katelyn is sent to her father but stuff happens Liz escapes and goes after Katelyn again, the house gets burned down, Liz wants to fill Katelyn with rage a fire her own harsh training hasn't been able to do, to help her wield the fury relic, she sets the house on fire effectively killing everyone and making Katelyn believe it was all her fault and all that, really just giving this kid more trauma then what she needs

(later you find out Kasey's alive and working for the king of tula but that's not until season three)

Garte was already sent a letter by Erik to ask to train Katelyn to use her magic for good (this is before he gets manipulated by shad and Zane). This is also how Katelyn ends up in okhasis and this is the start of the jury trials, I also wanted her to know garroth and the romeave brothers before the events of season one, she doesn't know them well but at least they've interacted

I want her being a compatible relic holder to be a big plot point, she was trained from a very young age to be it's keeper but that just makes her not want to use it, it's this whole thing and I haven't made up my mind if I want her to use the relic or not yet, so yeah. I'm currently leaning towards Lucinda wielding the relic as of right now

This is all I got so I hope it was understandable, sorry I'm typing fast and don't feel like re-reading this. I'll probably elaborate on this whole trainwreck when it's not midnight

#minecraft diaries #aphmau #mcd #mcd rewrite #katelyn the firefist #elizabeth aphmau #can you tell i love Elizabeth being a shitty parent?#i have really obscure ideas for all of the jurys backstory so stay tuned #i also just really wanted to connect katelyn and Lucinda im sorry #i already have this little scene planned out where kate and aph go to hyria for the first time and hryia literally thinks she's liz #i also really wanted a secondary reason why katelyn isn't fond of irene #because her mother has veen telling her about all the stuff she did from a very young age and all that #this is also why it takes her a while to fully trust aph again after they find out she's the reincarnation of Irene's magic #i hated how there wasn't a Katelyn backstory so I made up my own #the only people katelyn tells all of this to is ivy and vylad #she later tells Travis Laurence and lucinda but that's about the extent of those who know #she's just such a cryptic and vague character that literally no one but this obscure group knows what her parents were like

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siriuslyshewrote · 4 years

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John Shelby x Reader

Set in Series Three, 1924. John is 29, and Reader is 28.

“I don’t want this to break you, but I’ve got no one else to talk to.”

The kitchen was silent, completely and utterly, the opposite of usual, when you would have five small children screaming and causing mischief. Your hands were wrapped around a cooling mug of coffee, a cigarette dangling from your lips, a plate of uneaten plain toast in front of you, from hours ago, made by Polly, before she took the kids to hers. You couldn’t have them here, not tonight, not after the bombshell Poll had dropped on you this morning.

Well, perhaps ‘bombshell’ was not the right word. You’d had an inkling for weeks, one that you pushed out of your mind, stomach bubbling with stress (or morning sickness, maybe). Because, of course, some part of you knew that you were pregnant - of course you did, hell, you’d already had five of them. This, however, would be the first pregnancy you had cried about ; really, truly, sadly, cried about, since you discovered about the existence of Katie, on your sixteenth birthday. Katie, however, had turned into a surprise you became ecstatic about.

You couldn’t see that happening, this time, though.

You twisted the wedding ring on your finger, the one that you had taken off several times this week, telling yourself it was just because of how swollen your fingers were. It wasn’t, deep down, you knew that. For the first time in twelve years of marriage, you were suddenly thinking of not being married at all. You and John had had some horrific arguments over the years, but somehow, it was the not arguing that made you contemplate leaving John. The traitorous thoughts had been whirling in your head for a while, making you cry yourself to sleep in the cold empty bed half the time - because John never came home before the early morning anymore.

It was the long nights, the worry and the crippling fear, that his work would result in a terrible ending - with either he, or one of your children dead. It hadn’t ever been something you had thought so in depth about before, as the children grew up without incident ( Katie being thirteen in a few weeks ), but with the knowledge of a new baby, came the anxieties you always had when pregnant, but this time ten-fold. Your brain had been haunted all day, with images of your newborn being targeted by one of the many enemies the Shelby’s had, or taken like Charlie had been. It occurred to you, how naive you had been before, to let the children roam the street, alone. You couldn’t help but -

The door opened, loudly, creaking hinges that John had promised to fix months ago. You jumped in fright, hand almost reaching towards the cool gun that lay on the counter top, before you heard the familiar sound of John kicking off his shoes in the hall, making more of the familiar scuff marks on the wallpaper you’d picked out yourself when John first showed you this house, when he put his hands over your eyes, guided you down the street carefully, Katie, a small toddler at the point, hanging off his back. When he’d laughed, as you opened your eyes, given you the cold keys, when you’d cried with hormonal joy, throwing your arms around him. When he still had the time to be around his family, when you felt more like a treasure than a burden.

“Hey.” His voice was hoarse, like he’d yelled a lot today, and preoccupied, like his mind wasn’t really in the room.

You didn’t look up, surprised he was home so early, just swirled the tea around in your cup, watching the pale liquid move back and forth in little waves. Usually, you’d get up and put the kettle on the stove to warm, or pour a drink of whiskey, depending on the hour, but your ankles were sore and you felt sick, and most of all, your emotions were churning.

“Hey.” You spoke quietly, running your nail through the grains in the wooden table, dented from years of raucous family dinners.

You heard the clinking of a glass, the slight strain to reach the tallest shelf, where the liquor was kept, far enough to evade the grabby hands of the mischievous younger children.

“Where’s the kids?”

“Polly said she’d have them tonight.” You couldn’t stand staying sat, staying still, so you went to the fridge, began to pull out food that you could cook for dinner.

He let out a humoured snort. “God help her. They’ll fuckin’ destroy her house like they ‘ave ours.”

“Or maybe that’s you when you’re pissed off your head.” You snapped.

“What’s up with you?” His voice was half confused, half irritated. “You’ve been in a foul mood all week.”

You snorted, pulling out a frying pan from the jumbled cupboard, one of Edwards stuffed teddies falling out along with it, god knows why.

“I’m surprised you’ve noticed.”

“Hey.” His voice was quiet, hand tugging on your wrist gently. “What is it?”

You pulled away from him, tugging at the material of your dress absently, not able to meet his eye.

“I need to tell you.. Well, I need to talk to you.”

He laughed, but it was anxious. “What is it then? Come out with it.”

“I’m pregnant.” It was blunt, not said with tears or smiles or laughs. Said with a sad voice and blank eyes, and a heavy heart.

His mouth lifted up at the corners in a wide smile. Every single one of the kids, John had been overjoyed with, and you knew this one was the same.

“That’s what you’ve been upset about, eh? That’s good, ain’t it?”

He almost moved to hug you, but you turned away, throwing some vegetables into the pan.

“No. No, it’s really not, John.” Your voice cracked.

“Y/N, you’re scaring me , now.. What’s up - I thought you’d be happy-“

“How can I be happy, John, eh? I’m fucking exhausted. I’m tired, of running after the kids all day and all night because heaven forbid Edward sleeps through the night. Or George wets the bed and wakes up the other lads. Or Elizabeth has a bad dream. And you know, they all want you, but you’re never fucking here, and so I get it. And I get hit with the ‘where’s daddy?’ Over and over and over. And I can’t fucking tell them because I don’t know myself, do I? Should I tell them their dads at some whore house, or in London, or at Uncle Tommy’s, or Pols? Cause I surely don’t fucking know.”

Your words jumbled together, talking so fast you barely said a word, desperate to get the words out, off your chest.

“Would you prefer me not to work then? For us to live in this shitty house for the rest of our lives, with the kids crowded into two bedrooms?”

“This shitty house was enough for you, once.”

“This family was enough for you once. But clearly we’re all a burden to you, eh?” He was angry, but his eyes flickered, as if dreading your response.

“Don’t you say that! Don’t you say my children are a burden to me, John Shelby!”

“So it’s just me that is, then! Have you finally decided I’m not good enough, then? God knows your fucking mother tried to tell you enough times-“

“When have I ever said you’re not enough!”

“It was only time before you got sick of this life wasn’t it? Before you wished you had your old life back with your big fancy country house and your parents posh bloody titles, and-“ John continued, lighting a cigar, his hands shaking.

“I’ve never missed that! This is the life I chose, okay! You know what I do miss, John? I miss the old you. The one who would bring flowers home, or dance in the kitchen with me while the baby’s bottle was warming up, or take us on day trips to the country. I miss the husband who was there for me. Who didn’t take the risks that put our whole fucking family in danger.”

John was silent for a few moments, as you breathed heavily, your eyes full of tears, and not from the cooking onions. You heard him get up from the chair behind you, and you turned, to see him hold out a hand.

“Can I have this dance, then?” He spoke quietly.

You sniffled, wiping your nose with your hand, like a child, but took his hand all the same. Because it was John, and you could never resist John. Because you loved him, because you were loyal to him, because you wanted so desperately to keep the family you adored.

Your chests were close together, his heart beat - faster than usual - pressed against your ear as you cried quietly into his striped shirt.

“I can’t keep doing this. I can’t.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I know.” He spoke, hands running through your tangled hair.

“I just miss you. I just want you home.”

“Please stay. I’ll make it work, okay? I’ll be home more, I’ll help with the kids more - I’ll make it work. I’ll make you happy again.”

You nodded your head. You weren’t sure if everything was going to work out, or if you would be having this conversation in a few weeks time with a different outcome. But for now, with the promises from John, and his strong heartbeat in your ear, you knew you would stay.

Because, whether it be for an hour or for a month or for the rest of time, you had your husband back, the same boy you’d known when you were sixteen, who’d promised you the world.

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Alfred Nathaniel Hallam III Headcanons!!!

YES his name is Alfred Nathaniel Hallam yes he is a third no I do not take criticism

Childhood:

- Alfie got pneumonia as an infant. It messed up his lungs A Lot and affected his immune system and stuff as well so as a child he was constantly sick.

- He was in and out of hospital a lot and had a few surgeries so he was always on bed rest and isolated to everyone until he was about four years old.

- All of his medical issues caused his mum, Elizabeth Hallam, to dote on him a lot and suffocate him a bit. His father, Alfred Hallam II was the opposite and became pretty detached from being a father figure to Alfie.

- At a very young age, Alfred was introduced to stories since he couldn’t go anywhere. He was constantly reading in bed and learning often. Also his father made him study German just for funsies.

- His grandfather Wally, or Alfred Hallam I, introduced Alfred to Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland when he was three. Wally re-enacted the story to him in hospital a lot, and it inspired Alfred to fall in love with the story and take on the characters as his own. Wally got him his own copy after an especially difficult surgery, as well as a stuffed rabbit called Baby because he’s a three year old and it’s his little baby bunny :-) (he still ends up traveling with it as an adult and can’t leave without him).

- Around that time, his parents had his little brother, Elias (named after their mum) to be a backup plan or new start because they didn’t think Alfred would be much worth to them in the future. Yes they are shitty I know :/

- His parents have very very very high expectations for him because he’s now the older brother who has to do everything and he’s not their spoiled sick baby boy. They let Eli be a little shit and do anything he wants (like any little sibling but multiplied by like 10) while Alfie was expected to be the perfect child who dressed, acted, looked, and spoke the way they wanted.

- Alfie and his parents are very posh sounding because they live in Bromley, but he has a slight northern twang because of his grandfather. His parents hate it.

- When he’s four years old, after a long period of bedrest, Alfred is allowed to play alone outside, and he meets Alice. They refer to that day as their Golden Afternoon because it was the day they became the best of friends, and Alfred introduced Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland to her. (At first Alice was probably like Who are you and what are you doing in my backyard and Alfred is just SO EXCITED to introduce his favorite storybook in his entire existence so she budges and let’s him share his world with her)

- Alfie is a huge bookworm and while he adores learning and reading, his infatuation for learning mathematics (mostly so he could impress his father and maybe he would love him more if he knew “Big Kid Things” yes I know 🥺🥺🥺) manifested into an obsession with time, as well as the fear of being late or running out of time. He was surrounded by the idea of death from a young age and it influenced the way he thought about himself and what might happen to him if he didn’t listen to his parents. Their pressure brought out his anxiety disorder and depression at a very young age and it sticks with him throughout the rest of his life. His escape from all that death and sadness was Alice’s Adventures because he could always reset the clock at the end of the book and start again.

- When he’s five, Alfie spends some of his rich kid allowance on a copy of Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland for Alice, and in return she buys him a pocket watch a few years later. He adores it and never ever takes it off even as an adult.

- Alfred avoids his own home a lot and spends time with Alice in their conjoined backyard, playing pretend and acting out their story together. Sometimes, they spent the days inside her house (Mama Hallam is good friends with the Spencer parents, so she doesn’t mind them watching Alfie) and Alfred is well acquainted with Mr. and Mrs. Spencer enough where he considers them paternal figures...sort of. (Mr. Spencer is lowkey highkey Alfred’s bisexual awakening, and he’s one of Alfred’s first crushes; it doesn’t help that his own father constantly criticizes him and his interests or is absent from his life doing slimy rich man things. Daddy issues.)

- Mr. Spencer is a book lover (possibly librarian? Also sometimes professor :-)) and so he’s constantly discussing stories with Alfred and Alice on an intellectual level fit for the both of them. Most adults treat them like small children, so Alfred loves the attention.

- When Mr. Spencer dies in their early teenagehood, Alice and Alfred get incredibly attached to their storybook, and they find more comfort in it than ever. His death launched Alfred’s struggles with eating and sleeping, as well.

- This is one of the harder periods of time for Alfred, as he and Alice didn’t have any friends aside from each other. They’re incredibly codependent on one another.

- Mamie Van Eysen flirts with Alfred a lot during this time, but only as a joke. Either that, or she makes fun of his body and his personality—both in front of Alice, to make Alfred uncomfortable and Alice jealous. Other students bully him and Alice often.

- A lot of Alfie’s self image issues stem from this time, and his anxiety and depression worsen.

- When Alice’s mum dies when they’re fifteen, the pair runs away together. Alice almost gets assaulted, and Alfred wants to protect her. He gets into a giant fistfight with the older man. It’s bad enough to the point where the man is arrested and Alfred is hospitalized; it’s the hardest period he’s ever spent in hospital, even after all of his childhood issues. The police bring Alice and Alfred home and Alfred is banned from visiting Alice for a while. They communicate by speaking through the windows straight across from one another, or holding up signs from the window seats. While Alfred is healing, Mama Hallam is extra overbearing and critical to the point of being toxic and unhealthy for Alfred. His brother gets really mean around this time, too, as he doesn’t get the attention he once had. His and Alfred’s relationship get really rocky, and it’s never really mended in the future.

- The day Alice and Alfred can officially reunite, they never separate and they’re stuck at the hip from this point forward.

- When Alfred isn’t hanging out with Alice, he is at his grandfather’s hat shop, helping him stock or sell products. He puts his money towards a secret emergency fund in case he runs away again—this time without Alice. Alfred can never get past the front door, though.

University:

- When they reach uni, Alfie majors in mathematics and education, and minors in literature and statistics. He finds joy and love in his studies again, even if school itself affects his mental health.

- Alfred doesn’t want to be dependent on his parents, so he gets a job at a coffee shop and writes essays on the side for money. His caffeine addiction is dangerous at this point, and he often finds himself not eating or sleeping until it’s physically impossible not to take care of himself.

- Alfred puts all of his money towards renting an apartment with none other than Miss Tabatha Dedwin!!

- He and Tabbie are flatmates. Since Tabbie is best friends with Dodgy Dawkins, he meets him, as well. They’re friends for good after that, and that’s when Alfred starts to wind down, smoking with them, as well as his Alice.

Adulthood:

- After university, Alfred gets official treatment and is able to change his eating habits and caffeine addiction.

- Alfred learns about emotional support animals and gets a Giant Flemish Rabbit named Ollie to be his support animal. He’s giant and blue-eyed and looks like the spitting image of Alfred’s beloved White Rabbit. He’s a cutie.

- Alfred also did a little bit of gardening when he was getting treatment, and once he’s home he gets all sorts of plants and becomes a Plant Dad (with lots of research, of course!)

- In his mid twenties, Alfred finishes his extra schooling and becomes a primary school teacher. He blossoms into a happy, mostly healthy bisexual man with lots of plants and a sweet pet bunny and he wears funky disastrous outfits and has an amazing support system!!! (Alice, Wally, Tabs, and Dodgy :-) also Wally’s lover Denny the carpenter who comes out to Alfred when he’s an adult. He’s super shook but he gets even closer to Wally because they’re more similar than he believed)

- When he’s prob like 30 he goes to more school and becomes a university professor in the end of his years! Depending on who he ends up with he possibly has a few kids and a bunny and life is good!!! He’s teaching and learning constantly and it’s the life he’s always wanted even if his parents never accept his Christmas cards and his brother doesn’t answer his calls. He’s happier than he’s ever been.

- Also don’t tell Sage but when Alfie’s older his health problems catch up to him and he dies a relatively young death due to complications with his lungs :-( rip to my main man Alf

Little Headcanons:

- Alfie is the Biggest animal person besides maybe Tabbie. The ONLY exception is geese because one time he tried to feed a goose was brutally attacked by a goose and is afraid of them. He prob does birdwatching in his free time too

- Alfred’s fashion is HORRENDOUS @dodgefred and I made it up forever ago that he was a fashion disaster and ofc Colton’s costume...moving on. The reasoning for his fashion is he just picks pieces that make him happy that day and he sticks with it it doesn’t matter if he matches he’s just vibing.

- He reads his kids bedtime stories and he’s so devoted to being the father his own dad never ever was - When he becomes a professor it’s probably to teach Calculus and while his class makes people cry Very Often Alfie as a teacher himself is very very empathetic and comforting and yeah math is a bitch but he’ll take time out of his lunch breaks and extends his office hours way past the set time to help a student!!! He’s such a comfort to LGBT+ students and he probably has a few he discusses gay discourse in literature with (Tabbie absolutely introduced him to lesbian literature also also this isn’t a Tabs post but she stans Shakespeare :-)). Professor Alfie is the weird quirky prof. who stresses you out sometimes but also he goes on long tangents about his interests and how much he loves his significant other or children or baby bunny child Ollie!! He has so many plants and books in his classroom too it’s a Lot.

- Wayyyyy into theatre but he didn’t pursue acting onstage because his dad is homophobic :/ but he was in charge of lighting in school productions and fell in love with the stage

- He helps his friends study by acting out their textbooks for them and they always always ace their tests

- MUG COLLECTOR!!! He has so many mugs it’s not even funny his entire cupboard is taken over by them honestly

- Virgin who can’t drive

- Such a cursed and baseless hc I’m So Sorry but his first crush was the tomato from Veggie Tales

- Going off the last point he grew up in a Catholic household and he had one of those mums who was like you are Not allowed to watch tv unless it’s like. Veggie Tales or the Little Einsteins

- Alfie plays piano!!!! Also he did ballet when he was younger but he left because it was super bad for his mental and physical wellbeing and is convinced he’s a bad dancer because of his poor experience with the art

- Alice calls Alfred her Bunnie and he calls her My Alice/Allie/Allie Cakes

The end :-)

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A concept: Leonard H. McCoy is a good dad. Four hundred fifty people can confirm it and one, eventually two, kid is going to tell him.

For the first two years Jim doesn't really know how or why Leonard's marriage has ended, but he knows it was a sad and awful affair that messed up Bones pretty bad. And he knows, just because he can snoop like no one else in the entire galaxy, that there's a kid in Georgia, her name is Joanna Elizabeth and she loves green and she is almost four. He knows that Bones talks to her every time he can, goes home every weekend he isn't on rotation at the clinic, doesn't forget a birthday or any kind of recitals she does. He can't be there, not as much as he likes, but he always sent a flower or two to make sure his baby girl knows how proud he his of her. Still when the-ex, whom Jim refuses to learn the name, calls in the middle of the evening and says "you're a really shitty father Leonard" and Leonard agrees with her, Jim would like the break something or to shake Bones up because how could that woman think Bones is a bad father? What does she knows about bad and worst fathers? About being forget by their own mother to a person they'll never call dad and who makes them want to run, runrunrunrunrunrunrun, every time something is slightly off? Because they now, he knows, that when he's going to realize what's wrong is gonna be the end. And if not by his hands it will be by his words and they never really gonna forget what he said to them. Not after five minutes and not in ten years. What Bones is a bad father because he is not with his daughter every day? Is he a bad dad even when he calls her daughter after almost forty hours of shift, with tears in his eyes because he lost one to many patient, but seeing his little girl is more important than anything else? Is he a bad dad because the ex wants him to be so bad so she'll have an excuse to cut him off once and for all or she is just mean? Jim knows Bones isn't a perfect dad but he also knows that "perfect" dads are shiny dreams of stars, starship and broken promises that got lost in the death and broken debris. Perfect dads are the one who leave behind them empty graves and so much grief a life time won't be enough to process it all. So the ex should give Bones a little more credit and maybe, maybe, Bones himself is gonna start believing he can be a good dad for Joanna.

The fact is the never really talk about dads, not when they're sober at least. They don't talk about a lot of things but they're getting better on that side. The first fathers' day on the ship come and go, Leonard and Hikaru share a drink and spend the night talking about their girls. Later Bones will tell him that Sulu is a great dad™, trying to say the tm too but pronouncing something similar to t-n, but every one is a better father than he is. 'M just a shitty excuse for a dad, Jimmy. And oh, that makes Jim tear a little, but he doesn't answer because Bones is already asleep.

For the second one their in the middle of a diplomatic mission, too many light years away from Earth, and not even Sulu remembers of it. Still Jim kisses Bones before cuddling with him that night. They still don't talk about it but is a little better than the previous year.

The third year Jim is dead. Joanna is ten and she calls him uncle Jim. The ex, he knows her name is Jocelyn but still the ex, calls at least twice a week and she says she is sorry about some things she said when he was at the Academy. Jim is still dead when all of it happens but he is alive, weak as a new born but alive, when Bones confesses to him that maybe, just maybe, he is not a bad dad. At least not as bad as he used to think. Jim consider it a victory on his personal agenda.

The fourth father's day they share a drink in his private quarter before Hikaru can drag Bones away for their annual "cake and I-have-so-many-feelings-about-my-baby girl" but, when he comes back, he's sober and he's still laughing. Joanna calls the next day and she screams his name so loud even Scotty, five decks under theirs, can hear it. What she is saying is dad I love you, thank you for the present oh god but what they get is a dadiloveyouthankyou! And it's the first time Joanna says "happy fathers' day uncle Jim!" Bones spends the rest of the night kissing him as if he's the treasure.

Th fifth year, the last one before they're going to spend six to nine months on earth, Bones is quiet for a week. He's still kissing him every time he can, bitching with Spock and playing poker on Wednesday will all the senior crew but he's just sad. It's Bones himself that solves the mystery: "Last week one of the new technician, the one we picked from the end of the Alpha Quadrant almost a year ago?, came in for xe physic and xe leaves me a note? Like a paper one, with little doodles all over the page, colorful little, beautiful things and xe wrotes, in Standard, that xe is grateful to know me and xe things I did more to help xem to settle in and learn to live in the middle of so many new species than anyone else. Xe said working here is like starting a new life for xe and I took the role of xem dad? And it wasn't the last card I received! Other eight people left their physic giving me strange, colorful and hilarious pieces of paper wishing me a great dad's day. And then Spock comes in today and he hugs me, a legit hug Jim!, and he says that he will be honored if I could accept to be the godfather of a child who doesn't exist yet, because he can't thing about another human he could trust for the role. And they all are all the faith in the galaxy in me when I don't, not in the role of father at least, and it's unsettling and makes me want to hide away until they realize I'm not that great and I'll let them down."

"I have the best crew in the galaxy or didn't I? So Bonesy you have to trust them when they say and do things like that. And babe, you deserve it. I know you don't believe it but it's true" he concludes kissing him on his lips.

(Bones saves every single one of the card he receives inside a box he takes with him when they arrive on Earth and leave it with his mom because space and danger and all that stuff.)

The sixth, seventh, eighth father's day are spent in different places all over the Alpha and Beta quadrant, trying to meet new species and learn new things. Some of them are the best kind of day, where Bones talks to Jo, kisses Jim until he becomes a little more stupid and in love with this man, and once he even plays chess with Spock and Uhura. Others are not so good but Bones&Hikaru tradition helps more than anything else.

On the ninth Bones is cuddling a new born who lost his parents during a raid on their home planet. "We should adopt him" Jim proposes during dinner and "it's the most logical course of action to take doctor" adds Spock. "Oh hell" is the only thing Bones says before requesting the papers for adoption.

(It's not the only thing he says because they discuss it for hours, because they're afraid to fuck up everything and he is just a baby and he already their world. They've been married long enough to trust they're going to do this together but is all new and terrifying just as exciting.)

For the eleventh father's day they're on Jupiter, Joanna's eighteen and Samuel's two and they spend all day at the park near the Starfleet Center, with the Sulu's. Bones is laughing at something Ben said and Jim looks at him and he is just grateful to do this, having a family, rising a child and exploring space with this wonderful man.

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adultswim2021 · 3 years

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Space Ghost Coast to Coast #85: “In Memory of Elizabeth Reed” | December 7, 2003 - 11:30 PM | S08E04

Happy 20th anniversary, Adult Swim. And, boy, what a momentous episode of Ghost do we have here to celebrate. There are a number of episodes where the guest is an event unto itself and this is truly one of them. Frequent punchline William Shatner is an absolute cunt... and a proper legend. His cuntiness and legendary status are two things that seem to be at odds with one another, and the Space Ghost crew have managed to come up with an artfully idiosyncratic episode to match Shatner’s weird-guy-ness. It’s a classic for sure, and important. But (making a “smug dipshit” face) is it funny?

YES! It’s FUNNY! I will admit though, the first time I saw this episode I didn’t quite know what to make of it. This is partially because I’m very much a Star Trek agnostic. I’ve never been into Star Trek. In the last few years I’ve watched most of the pre-Next Gen motion pictures for inane list-making reasons, and I enjoyed them to varying degrees, but Star Trek is truly not for me. I’m more of a... well, I’m not a Star Wars guy either. What’s the other one? Uh... Spaceballs. That’s it. I’m more of a Spaceballs guy.

But I feel like I’ve absorbed a lot of Star Trek lore through cultural osmosis. I vaguely understand that William Shatner has had some deliberately-paced choreographed fight scene on those rocks from Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey. When I hear music similar to the the music that Jim Carrey hums in The Cable Guy, I’m pretty sure whatever it is I’m watching is doing a Star Trek thing. And yes, I’ve watched every single Red Letter Media “Mike and Rich talk about Star Trek for 4 hours” video. But even today, after having picked up more Star Trek knowledge on my journey to the grave, I still have this nagging feeling of “I only sort of get this”.

Still, this episode has a handful of screamingly funny lines, and the episode ends wonderfully, with Space Ghost in his death throes, suffering the ultimate indignity of dying in front of William Shatner. There’s also the part where Zorak asks why everyone in Star Trek is black, and a part where Moltar nervously reads from his fan fiction (from a book labeled TARD WARS, hahaha). Shatner, who has a reputation for being arrogant and difficult, is as good a sport as one could hope. The show makes good use of his hammier moments, and only shits on him slightly in the process. The most notable moment is when Shatner says to Zorak “didn't you and I fight to the death?” to which Zorak replies “That sounds pretty dumb, man”. I’ve actually quoted this line many times. It’s one of the best.

Also, for those of you who like to track these things: the show features callbacks to other episodes and shows; the handimen at Zorak’s apartment are clearly extras from Sealab 2020/2021, one of the Leprechauns from Aqua Teen Hunger Force shows up, and there’s a poignant callback to classic Space Ghost episode “Banjo”.

The title motif of this season is naming the episodes after Allman Brothers songs, and I always wondered about this one. Maybe I’m reaching, and it’s probably too disrespectful to be true, but I always thought that it was somehow a veiled reference to Shatner’s wife, whom he supposedly killed or let die. It’s simply too dark to be true, but it’s the first thought that immediately jumped to my mind when I first heard the title of this episode. Am I stupid for thinking this? Am I stupid because it OBVIOUSLY is a reference to that?? I simply do not know. I would like to know.

MAIL BAG

The big anniversary is upon us. What are your 20 favorite things about adult swim for 20 years going. Don't sleep on this question!

I gotta do SOMETHING special, so I might as well do this. More thought could have gone into this, but I spent about an hour trying to come up with episodes or moments from 20 different shows and putting them in rough chronological order. I limited myself to one episode/scene/moment/joke/whatever per show so it’s not all Space Ghost jokes. So, here we go:

Sealab 2021: “I, Robot”. Adult Swim proved it could be brilliant right out of the gate with the stealth premiere of “I, Robot”, but for Sealab it’s all downhill from here. (2000)

Space Ghost Coast to Coast: Space Ghost stops in his tracks to reminisce about the time Bobcat Goldthwait said "crack a window". The entire episode “Kentucky Nightmare” is brilliant, but this moment in particular so uniquely captures my sense of humor that it’s inexplicable. The dumb look on Space Ghost’s face when he stops in his tracks. Goddamn. (2001)

Aqua Teen Hunger Force: “Mayhem of the Mooninites” I tried very hard to make this all be individual jokes or scenes or whatever, but this is another episode where the entire thing is just line after line and I can’t really pick. This, “I Robot”, and “Kentucky Nightmare” is like a perfect trio illustrating how good Adult Swim really was right out of the gate. (2001)

Home Movies: Jason casually reveals that his parents have no idea who Brendon and Melissa are and that he spends most of his free-time making movies with them. This is the episode “Storm Warning” which is overall one of the best episodes of Home Movies, but this scene is probably my favorite. Illustrates how simple and hilarious the comedy is on this show. (2002)

Tom Goes to the Mayor: the end scene in “Undercover”, where they’ve shoddily reversed Tom’s various unnecessary surgeries and called him “Taumpy Tears” to boot. Positively sublime. (2006)

Metalocalypse: Dr. Rockso’s music video. From the episode “Dethclown”. I was never in love with this show as much as the true fans were, but there were a handful of incredible episodes. This episode basically tells one joke over and over and it’s very funny. It really ends with a bang showcasing Dr. Rockso’s shitty music video that celebrates cocaine use. His singing voice is hilarious. (2006)

Assy McGee: I am the only person in the world that defends Assy McGee as being “actually pretty good” and it’s all entirely due to this one line: Assy McGee (a pair of naked buttocks with legs, whose ass functions as his head) is forced to attend a black tie event and is just milling around wearing nothing but a black bow tie. Through clenched anus he delivers the line “I can barely breathe in this penguin suit”. The whole show is worth it for that joke. I don’t even know what episode it is except that it’s from one of the first few. I might not even have the line exactly right. But, I remember laughing so hard. I may not have laughed at Assy McGee again. (2006)

Saul of the Mole Men: The opening theme song. And nothing else. (2007)

Tim & Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!: Jim and Derrick. I should pick something more user-friendly maybe, since this episode almost entirely relies on being familiar with Tim & Eric’s previous episodes. But goddamn, this episode is such a funny concept (which is basically Tim & Eric doing an alternate MTV-ified version of Awesome Show) (2008)

Moral Orel: “Numb”. When Moral Orel suddenly stopped being a quirky Adult Swim comedy and suddenly started doing episodes that resembled art films. This episode is a fucking masterpiece. I remember sobbing the first time I saw it. There are a few in season 3 that are like that, but this one is my favorite. (2008)

Check it Out! with Dr. Steve Brule: Terry Bruge-Hiplo reviews “Dumpster’s Children”. Another bit of comedy that I’d describe as “inexplicable” and “sublime”, and it all hinges on an old man’s mouth. Holy fuck. I don’t think I’ve laughed harder than this at a TV show since. (2010)

Delocated: The ending of “Mole”, an extended Face/Off riff where Jon goes undercover as the scary mobster Sergei. In the final moments of the episode he marries a woman, fathers multiple children with her, and only then is pulled out of the mission. The episode is a tour-de-force of comic acting by Steve Cirbus, who is graciously allowed to shine for most of the episode. But man, that ending is fucking wonderful. (2010)

Venture Bros.: The ending of “Operation P.R.O.M.” a flurry of emotions hit me when “Like a Friend” by Pulp starts playing. The scene is so well done and weirdly touching. Brock realizes that deep down he gives a shit about the Venture family and is genuinely terrified something might happen to them. And then he gets to slaughter a bunch of Zorak monsters, which is also weirdly sweet. It’s even touching on a meta-level knowing that Jackson and Doc tried many times and failed to include licensed music in the show. I love Venture Bros, but I think we’d all be better off if this were the series finale. Sorry. I had to say it. (2010)

The Heart She Holler: The first scene with Patton being taught the way of the world posthumously by his father on a VHS tape. The first season of this show is amazing, but that scene, especially where Patton does a little Japanese bow and says “oh, hot dog!” is just hysterical. Literally every time a hot dog comes up in conversation my wife and I quote it. Please, do not scorn her, it’s not racist when SHE does it. (2011)

Eagleheart: The All That Jazz inspired finale. “Paradise Rising” is mostly a masterpiece, and how it ends is so fucking incredible. Easily the most under-rated show on Adult Swim and I’m not just saying that because... you know (mimes dick-sucking) (2014)

Rick and Morty: I watched the first two episodes of Rick and Morty, thought it was good, but for some reason didn’t become a devotee until my wife made me watch the Mr. Poopybutthole episode. It’s still my favorite episode, I think. (2015)

Brett Gelman’s Dinner in America: The “Dinner with” specials are all really good, but goddamn, this one hits. Should be shown in schools. I am going to go to every grade school in my county with an AR-15 (to get past the guards, of course) and I won’t leave until they call an assembly and they let me fumble around trying to find it on vimeo and play it for the students. (2016)

The Eric Andre Show: Eric interviews Steve Schirripa. The bit where he has an intern dip his balls in Steve’s spaghetti sauce is hilarious, naturally, but I’m here to showcase the running gag where every time Steve complains how hot the studio is, Eric just wordlessly hands him an ice cube until Steve explodes. It’s one of the most childishly hilarious things I’ve ever seen. It’s perfect. (2016)

Million Dollar Extreme Presents: World Peace: The Pick-Up artist sketch. I’m mostly unimpressed with MDE, and all but a few Sam Hyde bits leave me cold. But this sketch is a crowning achievement. I mean, I think these guys suck politically and are more mean than funny, but their sensibilities yielded one really incredible piece of comedy. Okay, I laughed at the blackface sketch too. There. You dragged it out of me. (2016) Joe Pera Talks With You: This show is beautiful and I love every episode. But the episode “Joe Pera Reads You The Church Announcements” Wherein Joe discovers a new-to-him song and can’t stop listening to it, is one of the most joyous episodes of television I’ve ever seen. A gateway episode. I tell everyone to please watch this one first. (2018)

#adult swim #space ghost coast to coast #adultswim2021

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the-lincyclopedia · 3 years

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Fic Questions

I’m pretending I got tagged by @doggernaut. Thanks for the open call!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

132, babey.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

338,778 words.

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

According to FFN (I’ve been there a heck of a lot longer than I’ve been on AO3), I’ve written for 23 fandoms: Artemis Fowl, Hoot, Harry Potter, Maximum Ride, the Odyssey, Protector of the Small Quartet, Song of the Lioness, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Sherlock, Discworld, Downton Abbey, Legally Blonde, Pride and Prejudice, Carry On, Paper Towns, Turtles All the Way Down, Yuri!!! on Ice, Maleficent, Six of Crows, Trials of Apollo series, Good Omens, Check, Please!, and Chronicles of Narnia.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Love in the Time of Influenza (Carry On)

Face the Future with You (Check Please)

Nightmares (Carry On)

The Aftermath of Angelic Assumptions (Good Omens)

Christmas Planning (Carry On)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, almost always. Less so if it’s just a smiley face or a single word, but almost always if it’s longer than that.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I don’t think I’ve ever written an ending with zero hope, but I have a few ones on the grim side. It’s probably a tie between “A Few Things, Maybe Several Things,” a genderbent Check Please fic where Jacqueline Zimmermann is recovering from an eating disorder and fighting with her parents, and “You’ve Saved Me from Another World,” a Narnia fic about Susan not returning to Narnia.

7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the wildest one you’ve written?

So, my most popular fic ever was a crossover of Harry Potter and Sherlock in which Remus Lupin and John Watson were the same person. It’s called “The Jumper Chronicles” and it’s only on FFN. (Fair warnings: I wrote it in high school and then abandoned it, so it’s both awful and unfinished.) Other than that, I’ve got a Check Please/Lizzie Bennet Diaries crossover called “A Little Help” where Bitty and Lizzie meet at VidCon and become close friends, a Check Please/Carry On crossover called “Checking You Out” where Holster and Baz work on an econ project together and Holster encourages Baz to ask Simon out, and a Check Please/Harry Potter crossover called “You Won’t Grow Out of It; You Will Find Clothes That Fit” where Ginny and Lardo are roommates and both realize they’re nonbinary.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I once received 17 consecutive hate comments from the same person on one of my multi-chapters over the course of two days. It was awful. Like, I got pretty used to one-off flames and concrit when I was on FFN, and I rolled with that pretty well, but I have no idea why someone would read 17 chapters of a fic they hate and then tell the author how much they hate it 17 times.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Not really. I’ve written a bit of grinding once or twice, but never actual sex.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge. I can name at least three spinoffs of my fics, though. That’s always gratifying.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not officially, but I’ve had friends help me figure out what happens next in my fics and/or give me ideas and prompts, so there are definitely fics I couldn’t have written entirely independently.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

All-time? Don’t put that kind of pressure on me! I feel like the ship I’m least likely to ever stop loving is Elizabeth Bennet/Darcy, but I’ve never been as obsessed with them as I’ve gotten with some of my other ships.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I feel like there’s a decent chance I’ll finish the WIPs I’m invested in, or I’ll stop being invested in the ones I don’t finish. Although I do currently have a Nurseydex fic that might never see the light of day . . .

15. What are your writing strengths?

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: perseverance. I’ve averaged a fic every two weeks for the past two years, and I also write original stuff. I don’t know that I’m particularly stellar at any individual aspect of writing, though I’m at least okay at several things. I really do think that my main strength is just that I keep writing.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Too few sensory details, too many logistical details, and no consistent ability to predict human behavior. Pretty sure all of this is my autism coming through.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I try to avoid it, especially when I don’t speak the relevant languages. I used to do it and it didn’t work out well. I will say that I’ve tried writing entire fics in both Swedish and Spanish before. They were bad, partly because that was like eight years ago and partly because I’m not 100% fluent in either of those languages, but like. I have given it a shot. (I’d love to write more stuff about Louis being Swedish, one day, and that might involve some Swedish dialogue, but I’m pretty confident in my own translation abilities there.)

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

So, I got an FFN account in 2011 and immediately posted stuff for Artemis Fowl, Hoot, Harry Potter, and Maximum Ride, but the first time I wrote fanfiction was back in fifth grade, when my teacher read us Time for Andrew by Mary Downing Hahn and I was so unsatisfied with the ending that I decided to write a sequel. I worked on the sequel for over a year and it wound up being probably about 30k (typed, 1.5 spacing, 12-point font, it was like 90 pages).

19. What’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Probably my 2020 Fandom Trumps Hate fic, “Man Oh Man, You’re My Best Friend.” It was my first (only?) attempt at the fake dating trope and I had a blast writing it, and I feel like I ticked my own boxes when it comes to insecure characters receiving love.

I tag @weneedtotalkaboutfic @ivecarvedawoodenheart @shitty-check-please-aus @birlcholtz @cricketnationrise @khashanakalashtar and anyone else who wants to play! (I can feel myself forgetting people and I’m pre-emptively sorry!)

#mine #my writing #about me #fanfiction #tag game

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Drunj!Der Yells About Outlander

Thoughts on Ep. 504

Let’s make this one quick, because tbh I really dgaf about Alicia and Isiah and I’m almost done with Maas’ new book so if any other’s in the Maaslander squad wanna chat about it, I have feelings.

They’re really dragging this Bonnet thing out, aren’t they. I mean, the books did too, but they could have, ya know, AdApTeD. Le sigh.

Hallo the house is the olde timey version of texting “here” when you get to your buddy’s place.

This episode could really be titled Men Suck.

I mean really. Roger? The Browns? Bonnet? Even fucking Elijah Ford manages to suck and we never even see him!

Jamie doesn’t suck much in this episode. Which is a nice change of pace for him. But he’s been headcanon’ed beyond recognition so whatevs.

Fergus doesn’t suck. Fergus is always the exception who can hang with the ladies because he’s cool enough to be in the good squad.

I just fucking love Fergus ok.

As someone who *hates* shopping, back in the day shopping seems like my exact version of hell.

Also, like, have these fuckers not learned their lessons about not communicating? They don’t need to fucking tell everyone the whole truth, but come the fuck on. They can at least give the Ridge Squad a heads up to not fuck with rando Irishmen who may show up.

I swear, they’re all so dumb it hurts.

Also, Bree, girl. You’re talking to an old Scottish lady. Maybe don’t shit on the Irish in a way that also directly applies to her.

Alicia was Mr. Darcy’s daughter on Ripper Street, right? She looks super familiar.

I’m offended on Fergus’ behalf that they’re wasting so much of his whisky with that leaky stopper, tbh.

Ah, toxic masculinity and patriarchal bullshit. Right up there with rape as my FaVoRiTe way to demonstrate that ye olde times sucked.

It’s like dialed to 11 this episode so obvi I spent the majority of it rolling my eyes.

The Jamie and Claire with the baby stuff was solid though.

And thank fuck they refer to her as Bonnie. Like, Diana is notoriously bad with names, but come the fuck on. Alicia Brown and Alicia Beardsley in like the same few chapters? THERE ARE A LOT OF NAMES IN EXISTENCE, DIANA. IT’S OK TO BRANCH OUT A BIT.

Every time something like this comes up, I remember that there’s another random Randall but like as a first name, I think, in the Gathering Without End. Because of course.

Fergus should really be a fucking diplomat. I mean really.

I am approximately 1000% over sing-alongs with Roger. Can we hang the fucker already so he can’t talk anymore?

Yay freedom! You know what goes well with freedom? An incestuous throuple. You do you, Beardsleys.

“You’re 14.” “Uh, I am clearly in my mid-20s.” “Nope, 14.” “Cool cool. Message received.”

“Congratulations, you work fast milord.” I JUST FUCKING LOVE FERGUS SO MUCH.

Seriously, this show needs more Fergus. Also more Fergus, Bree and Marsali bonding. Like, if we’re gonna have an episode about randos, we clearly could have better used the time to have the Fraser kiddos bonding.

“When in Rome...” STFU, Roger. Cosplaying your way through history like you’re on a fieldtrip isn’t cute. It’s fucking annoying. And you wonder why Jamie doesn’t like you. You are an eminently unlikable person.

Roger would def be the guest the hosts in Westworld want to kill.

The only good part about this side-quest is that there’s so much of Jamie telling Roger he sucks. And really, I’m here for any and all of Roger being told he sucks.

Ok but literalol at how badly Caitriona/Claire knocked over her mug. She like put it down fine and then tipped it over.

Oh hey, I wonder who that rando doctor who gives the weird advice is.

Lucinda is a cinnamon roll.

“Beauchamp, Randall, Fraser, now Rawlings? Ye have another husband I should ken about?” “Well, not yet, but you know your buddy who’s in love with you? Well...”

Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp Randall Fraser Randall Fraser Grey Fraser is a very respectable name.

DON’T MAKE FUN OF THE DRINK OF FERGUS’ PEOPLE, BROWN MAN.

Literally the whole time in Brownsville all I could think was fuck, I really don’t want them to do the ABOSAA bit with them next season but I know they’re gonna and I already don’t want to waste time doing fucking recaps.

I’m bored.

Fuck there’s still half an hour left.

“What sort of man would I be if I allowed a lady to sleep out with the militia on a cold, dark night?” Idk, the kind of man whose people kidnap and rape a lady? *preemptive rage intensifies*

I know I should be freaking out that Bree’s freaking out that Bonnet kidnapped Jemmy, but all I could think of is the old podsa ads for SimpliSafe.

The Ridge needs SimpliSafay.

I fucking hate this storyline with the passion of a thousand fiery suns, but I fucking love Marsali.

Omfg I know it’s Brownsville but them all being Browns is fucking like GoT shit. Like, diversify your gene pool, y’all.

Ok, glad there’s finally a Marsali and Bree scene. But I still wish they could hang and like chat about stuff like pals.

That being said, MARSALI IS A FUCKING SAINT AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH.

And of course, more violence against women. Because we can’t go two seconds without reminding the audience that the past is Bad and Dangerous for women.

Also, is Marsali still preggo? Which baby are we on? What time is it? How much longer is left in this season episode?

Cute of Claire to be like hey, Rog, Jamie’s trusting you with me! His favorite thing! Like Jamie’s not actually trusting Claire with his daughter’s dipshit husband.

Oh hey, remember how Brianna can draw Bonnet fairly accurately? Sure would be nice if there was a way to, idk, show those pics to folks on the Ridge. Just spit-balling here, but like, maybe giving folks a heads up would be a good idea. Kind of like how she fuCKING COULD HAVE DRAWN ROGER LAST YEAR BECAUSE TALKING ABOUT HER BOYFRIEND IS A NORMAL THING TO DO WITH FAMILY AND THEN WE WOULDN’T HAVE HAD ROGERGATE AND OMFG THE DUMB. IT HURTS SO MUCH.

Claire just fucking yeeted that baby lol.

For real though, literalol at Jamie like taking his coat off and being all dramatic as he prepares to... play DDR.

omega psi chi phi upsilon tau sigma rho pi omicron xi nu mu lambda kappa iota theta eta zeta epsilon delta gamma beta alpha

Drunk!Claire is back!

I fucking love drunk!Claire. So does Jamie.

The scene where they talk about raising the baby together is adorable. But also, like, Jamie, you’re grandparents now. All the good parts of parenting with none of the shitty parts! And y’all have been through enough shit in your lives that you deserve all the fluffy grandparenting!

“And Marsali and Fergus... Well, I’m sure they will keep the Ridge sufficiently populated if that’s what you’re worried about.” “ Yeah, that lass is with child every time Fergus lays eyes upon her.” WHERE IS THE LIE THO.

Joking aside though, they’d better keep giving Marsali more stuff to do than spit out babies. *aggressively side-eyes a certain author who DiDn’T lIkE wRiTiNg AbOuT kIdS*

Good on them for tweeting out the suicide prevention hotline. Literally the least they can do.

I’m barely really trying to give a shit about Alicia and Isiah, but alas, idgaf.

Literally the only good thing about this whole story line is Isiah being like “step the fuck off, you raging hypocrites” to Roger and Jamie.

#*#outlander starz #outlander 5x04 #drunj!der yells about outlander

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Biker Part Ten- Bucky Barnes Series

10/10 This is part ten of my Biker Bucky series. The previous parts can be found on my masterlist. This is the end of this series as I struggled to find a way to wrap it up, not to mention the fact that this story ended up deleted before I could share it and I spent two hours trying to recover it, thankfully I did. It wrapped up kinda shittily in my opinion but it’s the best I could do.

Elizabeth woke up around eleven the next morning, with a groan, her head throbbing. Sitting up on the brown leather couch, Elizabeth looked around before noticing the aspirin sitting on the table and a glass of water next to it. Elizabeth took the aspirin before heading out to the front of the bar where Natasha was cleaning the counter.

“You look rough.” Natasha spoke as Elizabeth ended up behind the bar, grabbing the coffee pot.

“Fuck off Natasha.” Elizabeth spoke with a roll of her eyes. “Why did you let me drink so much?” She asked leaning against the counter and taking a drink of her coffee.

“Babe, I tried to take the vodka and you bit me. Hell, Barnes had to carry you to the office, just so you’d sleep.” She spoke as Elizabeth groaned.

“Where is he anyways?” Elizabeth asked looking around, there were a few of the members around.

“He had to meet with Rebecca, it’s Saturday, they have breakfast on Sunday’s, you know that.” Natasha spoke.

“Wait, so he left me sleeping on the couch instead of taking me home?” Elizabeth asked finishing her coffee.

“Babe, there was no taking you home, but yes he did leave you on the couch, he only left you because you threw a pillow at his face and told him to fuck off.” Elizabeth shook her head and poured another coffee.

“That’s never stopped him from waking me up before.” She spoke taking a drink of her second cup of coffee. “Bastard.” Elizabeth mumbled. “I’m going to sit here and pout before heading home. I have some stuff to do around the house.” Elizabeth spoke moving around the counter and sitting on a stool. Elizabeth and Natasha sat around talking for another hour before Elizabeth found her shoes and coat. “Hey Nat, have you seen my keys?” Elizabeth asked entering the front of the bar again.

“Oh, um, Bucky took them yesterday, probably still has them in his pocket.” Natasha shrugged.

“You’re kidding? He has my keys?” Elizabeth shook her head. “He’s at the diner?” Nat nodded and Elizabeth turned storming out and walking the twenty minutes to the small diner. “James.” Elizabeth spoke upon seeing him and Rebecca sitting at a table, both a plate of food and coffee in front of them. “Keys.” She spoke holding her hand out.

“No.” Bucky spoke taking a drink of his coffee.

“James, I need my keys.” She rested her hands on her hips and glaring at him. “Hello Rebecca.” Elizabeth spoke. “Give me my keys or I’m walking home, you’re already in trouble for leaving me asleep in the bar.”

“I’m not giving you your keys babe.” Bucky smirked up at her.

“Fine.” Elizabeth exited the diner and began walking towards her home. Elizabeth wasn’t walking five minutes before Bucky was pulling up on his bike next to her.

“Get on, I’ll take you to get the truck.” Elizabeth glared at him before taking the helmet and climbing onto the bike. “Fine, but I’m still mad at you.” Elizabeth spoke before Bucky began the drive back to the bar, stopping next to the truck.

“Hey,” Bucky grabbed onto her elbow softly. “I’m sorry about leaving you this morning, I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t not meet with Becca.”

“I know.” Elizabeth nodded. “Didn’t suck any less. Not to mention you also left me hanging last night. You have a lot of making up to do tomorrow darling.” Elizabeth spoke pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Why not tonight baby?” Bucky asked pulling her closer to him.

“Because I have work to do around the house my love and you would be a distraction. But I’ll call you tonight.” Elizabeth pressed a kiss to his lips before backing towards the truck. “You’re still in trouble though.”

Elizabeth spent the afternoon around the house, cleaning and mowing the back lawn, Steve having mowed her front the day before when he did his own and Peggy’s. Elizabeth had finally finished unpacking her office and got it set up with medical supplies and a small twin sized bed for when she had guests. It was almost eight when she heard knocking downstairs at her front door.

“Hold on, I’m coming!” She yelled as she moved down the stairs, some boxes still littering it as she had gotten a delivery of medical supplies. The knocking continued as Elizabeth tripped over a box of gauze. “Fuck.” She mumbled before pulling open the door, standing on the doorstep was Bucky staring at the Chinese deliveryman. “Hi.” She smiled at the young guy as she handed him the money. “Keep the change.” She took the bag of food off him and turned to Bucky. “James, I believe I told you I’d call you and that you weren’t coming over tonight.” She spoke as the delivery man walked back to his car.

“I thought you were joking.” Bucky spoke trying to come in but Elizabeth stood in the door not allowing him in. “You’re really not going to let me in?”

“No James.” Spoke the woman as she shifted on her feet. “I have to finish putting my medical supplies away and you’ll just distract me Buck.” Elizabeth spoke.

“At least allow me to join you for dinner.”

“No.” Elizabeth shook her head as Bucky gave her a pout. “Don’t give me that look James.” She stated as she set the bags of food on the table next to the door. “Do you remember this morning when you left me asleep on a sofa? Or how you blew me off for some shitty meeting that Steve could have handled?” Asked Elizabeth as Bucky rolled his eyes.

“It was my job Liz, I had to go, you know that.” Bucky stated attempting to walk into the house but Elizabeth held her hand up at him.

“James.” She spoke. “Don’t worry about it, okay? I’m just not in the hosting mood, I’ve got some stuff to finish here and I do not need the distraction.” She told him. “But I promise you I will call you first thing in the morning.”

“I actually have some club stuff to do in the morning, but lunch?” He asked and Elizabeth nodded.

“Lunch.” She spoke.

“You sure I can’t come in?” Elizabeth stared at him for a minute before opening the door more.

“Fine, but only for dinner.” She pointed at him. Bucky did just that, he came in, stayed for dinner and a movie before leaving Elizabeth’s house around eleven.

The next few months passed in a blur, Elizabeth and Bucky got to a different point in their relationship, so much so that eventually Elizabeth moved into Bucky’s house, without even realizing it. It happened slowly, at first it was a few changes of clothes, a toothbrush, then it evolved into her soaps, shampoos, makeup, and even medical supplies laying around.

“Buck you home?” Liz heard Steve’s voice as she was getting out of the shower, pulling a towel around her body she headed downstairs.

“Steve.” She greeted standing on the landing of the stairs. “He ran to the store.” She told her friend whom shifted at seeing Elizabeth in only a towel.

“God Lizzie.” Steve groaned. “Can you at least put clothes on,” Steve paused as he watched Elizabeth run into the kitchen where she then proceeded to throw up in the sink. “You okay Lizzie?” Steve held her hair back as she continued throwing up.

“Yeah yeah.” She nodded rinsing her mouth and the sink out. “Sorry.” She mumble d as she cleaned the sink.

“What’s going on?” Elizabeth turned to him and smiled.

“I’m pregnant.” She said softly.

“You are? I thought,”

“We thought I couldn’t, but I’m almost four months,”

“We weren’t ready to tell anyone, punk.” Spoke Bucky as he came in through the back door. “You okay?” Bucky looked to his girlfriend who nodded.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine Buck.” She gave a small smile. “I’m going to go get dressed.” She pressed a kiss to James’ cheek before smiling at Steve and heading upstairs.

Steve was the first of their friends to find out about her pregnancy, next was Peggy, whom found out because Steve couldn’t keep his big mouth shut. Next was Nat, when Elizabeth threw up in the sink at the bar from the smell of beer, then Clint, Thor, and Sam all found out when she was craving pickles and ice cream. Thus all their friends found out because Clint ran around screaming about it.

The two ended up having a son, Steven Buchanan Barnes, after both his Uncle and father. Three months after Stevie’s birth, Bucky proposed to Elizabeth and they eventually got married a year later. When Stevie was four Elizabeth had somehow ended up pregnant again thus, they had a daughter, Eloise Natalia Barnes. Eventually the two ended up selling Elizabeth’s parents’ house to Sam and Anne when they decided to move in together. When Stevie was seven and Eloise three, Elizabeth and Bucky decided they wanted one more child, so they spent the next year trying before eventually giving birth to another boy, this on being named after Bucky’s father, George Samuel Barnes, and his other best friend Sam. This completed the Barnes family, besides the numerous cats they had throughout the years.

“Eloise leave your brother alone!” Elizabeth yelled at the thirteen-year-old as she was bugging her elder brother whom was flirting with Steve’s daughter, Lisa, whom was a year younger than Stevie, whom was now seventeen.

“Where’s George?” Bucky asked coming into the backyard that was in full swing with the Saturday barbecue.

“He was hanging out with Sam and Rylie.” Spoke Elizabeth, speaking of Sam and Anne’s son Rylie whom was the same age as their ten-year-old son.

“Like old times.” Steve spoke stepping up next to Bucky and Elizabeth, whilst handing them both a beer.

“No thanks.” Elizabeth waved Steve off who raised a brow at her.

“No way.” Steve shook his head at her and Bucky. “You must have super sperm man, she wasn’t supposed to even be able to get pregnant and now she’s gonna have four kids total.”

“Miracles.” Bucky shrugged taking a drink of his beer, a smirk adorning his face.

“You’re pregnant?” Elizabeth heard Eloise asked as George and Stevie looked to Elizabeth and Bucky.

“Fucks sake!” Stevie groaned. “How many of us do you want to have woman!?”

“Watch your tongue Steven.” Bucky told his son pointedly.

“Surprise!” Elizabeth grinned at the group of bikers and family that stood in her backyard. Little did Elizabeth or Bucky know, but this time they’d be having twins, two boys, Johnathan Victor Barnes and Thomas Edward Barnes, and the Barnes family couldn’t be happier with the way their lives turned out.

Stevie ended up leaving Brooklyn and going to college and getting a degree in biology, eventually becoming a microbiologist and moved to Los Angeles where he ended up having Lisa move in with him, the two marrying at twenty five. Eloise ended up going to NYU and getting a nursing degree like her mother, before moving back to Brooklyn where she eventually settled down with Clint’s son Nathaniel. George and Rylie took over the club when Bucky and Steve decided to step down, George also met a girl, Jessica, and the two were very hot and heavy, resulting in a couple of kids before they married. Johnathan and Thomas both left Brooklyn when they turned eighteen, to join the military, both serving a few tours and settling down with spouses of their own. Johnathan married a lawyer, Kayla, and they chose not to have children. Then Thomas married a man, Carver, and they adopted two boys, Jason, and Evan.

Elizabeth and Bucky stayed in their home for years to come, eventually giving it to George, as he had five children of his own, Addison, Mackenzie, Joseph, James the third, and Lucas. The two moved into a smaller home and lived out the remainder of their lives surrounded by family, which is all either of them could ever really ask.

#biker bucky barnes imagine #biker bucky barnes series #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes series

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::**CLASSIC LIT PLOTS

It is the three-year anniversary of susierpt! I know, I have no idea how I’ve managed to keep it up and running this long, either. But here we are. You all voted on what you wanted me to do, and the winner was plots inspired by classic literature. Here are 15 bookish plots for 1x1s, inspired by Pride and Prejudice, Emma, Jane Eyre, Rebecca, Wuthering Heights, Carmilla, War and Peace, The Great Gatsby, Little Women, and Dracula. (And yes, I took artistic liberties. Fight me.) Some of these plots are modern, while others would make great historical plots. Here’s to another year of my shitty RPT blog!

elizabeth and mr. darcy: muse a is the intelligent, strong-willed and bookish middle child of a loud, embarrassing, down-on-their-luck family. when their older sister begins dating a rich guy, muse a meets the guy’s sarcastic, aloof, obscenely wealthy best friend -- muse b. it’s hate at first sight for muse a, but muse b is charmed. unfortunately, muse b gets the wrong idea about muse a’s sister, and thinks she’s a gold digger. they take it upon themselves to break the happy couple up, and muse a finds out... right when muse b decides to confess their love to them.

emma and mr. knightley: muse a and muse b have been friends ever since they were kids. now, they’re coworkers, working at muse a’s successful lifestyle youtube channel. muse a makes the content, posting videos about makeovers, dating advice, and “living your best life,” while muse b handles the financial and business side of things. when one of muse a’s attempted makeover/matchmakings backfires horrifically, muse a is left scrambling to clean up the mess they’ve made, enlisting the semi-unwilling help of muse b, who is... tired. so very tired.

emma and harriet: muse a is a popular, feminine sorority girl that would put elle woods to shame. she grew up in a wealthy family, and while her parents brought her up right, she’s still a bit spoiled and frivolous. muse b is a new pledge in the sorority, there on a scholarship. she’s pretty enough, but has never had money for nice things, and is a bit on the shy side. muse a thinks muse b is simply darling, and decides to take her under her wing, giving her a makeover, buying her some new clothes, helping her navigate greek life, and promising to help her find a boyfriend. except, as the girls become closer and closer friends, muse a pushes away all the male attention muse b has begun to attract. muse b deserves only the best, she says, and so far, none of the guys on their campus have been good enough. until, suddenly, it hits her: the reason she’s been telling muse b not to go out with these guys is because muse a sort of hopes she’d go out with her instead.

jane and mr. rochester: muse a is a wealthy single parent who’s known for being distant, sarcastic, moody, and just plain difficult to be with. despite their many flaws, though, they do love their child and want the best for them. so, upon realizing their child isn’t being challenged enough in school, they decide to hire a live-in tutor, and land upon muse b. muse b is shy, with a poor relationship with their family, and this is their first job since graduating college, but they get on well with muse a’s child, and care deeply for them. after moving into the estate and beginning to teach. despite their differences, and the fact that muse a is rarely around, the two do sort of get along when they’re together -- but muse b is uneasy. the house is creepy, and they’ve begun receiving threatening notes and phone calls. when they finally go to muse a with what’s been happening, muse a confesses that they’ve gotten threats, too, and they suspect their ex-spouse (and parent of their child). according to muse a, their ex was always jealous and often unpredictable, and that seeing muse b move into their house and (in their mind) take their place as muse a’s partner and parent to their child might have set them off. before the two can decide on whether to go to the police or handle the threats on their own, muse a’s suspicions are confirmed.... when their ex sets the estate on fire.

mr. and mrs. de winter: muse a is a recently widowed, semi-famous millionaire, on vacation at an upscale resort where muse b works. muse b is told not to bothered muse a; after all, muse a is certainly still grieving losing their spouse in an accident, and would never be interested in someone as plain and unassuming as muse b. except, surprise -- they are. the two have a whirlwind courtship over the course of a few weeks, and when muse a has to return home, they stun everyone by suggesting muse b move back with them... and proposing. muse b stuns everyone even further by accepting. muse b tries to settle into their new life, but it’s harder than expected. they and muse a are vastly different people, and muse b is unused to having money, not to mention a household to manage -- but, since muse a is the one who’s out working, managing the household is muse b’s function. to make matters worse, everyone who works there still sings praises of muse a’s deceased spouse, and no one thinks muse b can measure up. not helping is that muse a, while often loving and sometimes even affectionate, can be unexpectedly moody and distant. but what muse b doesn’t know is that muse a’s erratic mood stems not from losing their spouse, but from the fact that their spouse was not the saint everyone remembers... and their death wasn’t an accident.

cathy and heathcliffe: muse a and muse b dated when they were young, and it was a total disaster. muse a, coming from a wealthy family, is selfish, spoiled, and arrogant, and muse b, coming from a low-income background, is bitter, self-conscious, and jealous. despite their constant fighting and the toxic nature of the relationship, the two considered themselves soulmates. muse a’s family never approved of muse b, and essentially ordered muse a to terminate the relationship -- which they did. muse b, enraged and heartbroken, left town, only to resurface some years later. in the time since they saw each other last, muse a married somebody else, and muse b acquired a vast fortune. now, muse b has a mission: utterly destroy and ruin the lives of everyone who made them feel less-than, including muse a.

carmilla and laura: muse a is a wealthy, lonely young woman who lives in a vast estate in the secluded countryside. she has no friends her own age, and the only people she ever sees are her father and the staff working at the house. one night, there’s an accident on the road just outside the grounds, and among the wreckage is muse b, a young woman about muse a’s age. muse b is sickly and appears to be badly injured, and muse a’s father quickly brings her inside to recover. the family doctor says that muse b is in no state to travel long distances, and muse a suggests that muse b stays at the estate until she’s feeling strong again, which she accepts. muse a is thrilled, having never had a companion before, and this enables her to overlook some... peculiarities about her new friend. muse b avoids answering questions about her past, and muse a eventually sees an old painting that is muse b’s spitting image. on top of that, muse a starts having terrifying nightmares, and as muse b grows stronger, muse a grows weaker, becoming sick and fragile. and there are ever-growing rumors of people being attacked by a mysterious monster in the neighboring town. because muse b has a secret: she’s not just a peculiar girl, and in fact, isn’t human at all. in fact, she’s a vampire, and has been stealing into muse a’s room at night to feed. complicating matters even further is that, although she initially viewed muse a as a source of food, her feelings have grown from indifference to genuine friendship, to what might even be love.

natasha and pierre: muse a and muse b are two opposites in deeply unhappy situations. the normally cheerful and frivolous muse a has recently had their reputation ruined by a scandal, and the backlash they’ve suffered has left them a shell of their former self. muse b, meanwhile, is a melancholy intellectual with a drinking problem, trapped in an unhappy marriage. despite their differing personalities, the two have common friends, and muse b has attempted to comfort muse a and help them through this difficult time. as the two spend more time together and become closer, muse b realizes; they’re in love with muse a.

natasha and anatole: muse a is engaged, and their fiance is off at war. while muse a waits, they meet muse b -- a charming, fun-loving, ne’er-do-well. despite their love and loyalty to their fiance, muse a can’t help but be drawn to muse b. muse b, for their part, is convinced they’re in love with muse a (in reality, they’re probably more in love with love than anything), and tries to persuade muse a to run away with them. finally, despite the damage it will cause to their relationships and reputation, they do -- but soon after they leave, muse a discovers that muse b has a spouse they never mentioned.

daisy and gatsby: muse a is a wealthy, naive, somewhat spoiled heir, who meets muse b one summer. muse b is poor and set to ship off to war in a few months, but the two spend the whole summer dating, and fall deeply in love. muse a promises to wait for muse b, but while muse b is deployed, muse a’s parents force them to marry someone wealthy. when muse b comes home and finds out what happened, they decide that the only way to win muse a back is to become rich themselves -- no matter what it takes. five years later, muse b is now far richer than muse a’s new spouse could ever hope to be... thanks to a massive drug empire. but muse a can’t just up and leave their spouse; as they inform muse b, there’s going to be a child involved soon.

nick and gatsby: muse a is a new resident in an absurdly wealthy neighborhood, and muse b is their absurdly wealthy next-door neighbor. muse b is known for having massive parties nearly every weekend, but very little is known about them as a person. a good neighbor, however, they extend an invitation to muse a, and one weekend, they decide to go. at the party, they hear different, wildly conflicting stories about muse b and what kind of person they are. in the estate’s massive library, they relate these stories to a stranger they meet -- who then reveals themselves to be muse b. muse a is embarrassed, but muse b takes it in good humor, and the two become close friends. over the next months, muse a begins to realize not all is what it seems with their new friend. not only does muse b have a messy romantic history, but the way they got all their money is... not exactly legal.

jo and laurie: just a simple, cute plot where muse a and muse b are childhood friends and spend their summers chilling out in the woods and messing around. muse a is adventurous and strong-willed, while muse b is shyer and totally heart eyes over them. not that muse a notices.

jo and prof. baher: muse a is an aspiring writer, living in a run-down apartment complex until they get their big break. muse b is newly arrived in the country, having left behind a prestigious career as a professor, and is now trying to reestablish themselves, living in the same apartment complex as muse a. upon finding out muse b is a professor, muse a seeks their help in editing their work, to which muse b agrees. as the two work on muse a’s novel and try to get it ready for publication, the two become very close friends... and maybe more?

jonathan and mina: muse a and muse b are a married couple, living in a small town that has a bit of a monster problem. be it vampires, demons, or whatever else you can imagine, people have been dying left and right -- including muse a’s close friend. so when muse b is picked to be part of a small group to go hunt the monsters and put an end to this once and for all, muse a is like, “i’m going with you.” “no no it’s too dangerous, you need to stay and--” “i said i’m FUCKING going with you.”

mina and lucy: muse a is a wealthy, popular young woman with many suitors, and muse b is her clever, more tomboyish best friend. when their town is plagued by a vampire, muse a finds that she’s become a target, and the creature takes her from her home one night. muse a manages to escape, but she’s already been bitten and is becoming a vampire herself. too afraid of what’s happening to go home, she hides, trying to manage her new abilities and hunger. what will happen when muse b, who has been worried sick about her friend, finds her weeks later?

#1x1 rp #1x1 plot #1x1 #rpt #rph #::**wanted #::**plot help #::**mine

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it might be smarter to just cash out | shawn mendes

chapter 10/?, university au, shawn x goth oc

AN: depression sucks doesnt it laid ease! it really fuckin does!!!!

***let me know if you wanna be added/removed from the taglist

masterlist | playlist (new song is added every chapter!)

Despite the weight pressing on her chest and shoulders, Annalise didn’t feel all that much in the following days. Her body went on autopilot, sending her to class in the day and putting her on the couch in the evening. She went to work at somepoint too. Everything in between was sort of a blur.

She came back to the dorm after her third or fourth, maybe fifth class, not really knowing or caring about the assignments or essays that were due very soon. Annalise placed her bag on the couch and looked at the TV; She wasn’t in the mood to play the Switch today. She wanted to sleep for a bit before work instead.

The door to her room was open just a crack, which would have seemed weird on any other day. Annalise didn’t have the ability to care as she pushed the door open, not expecting to find Stella in there, sat on the bed.

“What…” Annalise trailed off, her mind lagging and struggling to catch up.

Stella was looking down at her hands; She was holding three full pill bottles. Then she looked up at her roommate, hazel eyes serious.

“I didn’t wanna be right, but I was right,” she said as she got to her feet. “I thought you were skipping out on your meds, but I didn’t think you had missed three months’ worth of doses.”

For a moment, Annalise just stood there silently. She didn’t intend to miss taking her Prozac these days, she didn’t think anyone would care enough to notice. She blinked a few times like she was waking up from a death nap, and then her insides boiled hot. She stepped towards Stella and snatched the bottles from her hands.

“Why are you in my room to begin with?” she demanded.

Stella flinched lightly at the sudden change. She hardly heard a peep out of her roommate these days. “I… I’ve been worried about you.”

“So you think going through my stuff is gonna solve anything? God, I can’t trust anybody!”

“I’m sorry!” She stood up. “I didn’t want to do this either, but you’ve been so out of it that I don’t know how to talk to you anymore! And I’m not the only one who’s worried!”

Annalise scoffed and went back out to the living room. She grabbed her book bag and furiously shoved the bottles inside. She wasn’t even safe in her own dorm.

Stella followed her trail. “Shawn made me do it!”

That didn’t help in the slightest. “Why are you even talking to him?”

“Because you won’t! This was a bad idea, I don’t even know why I tried to help him since you guys broke up!”

That caused Annalise to look down and play with the strap on her bag. For once, she didn’t have anything to say back.

Stella narrowed her eyes. “You did break up with him, right?”

“I’m sure he got the hint when I cried and left,” Annalise said, snark still in her tone.

“Oh my god! You know that doesn’t go through his one brain cell! He needs to be told it’s over. I can’t believe you didn’t dump him after what he said to you!”

“It’s complicated, okay?”

“Why? Because of your separation?” Stella was confused, and a little frustrated. “Who even does that in this day and age? You just made yourself and him suffer unnecessarily! Why can’t you just put him out of his misery?”

Annalise couldn’t keep her volume down anymore. “Because he’s the only good thing that’s happened to me!”

The words rang in the room. The two girls were staring at each other, Annalise being furious and Stella being… something else. She broke the eye contact first and looked down.

“What about your family, who you didn’t get to see at all last summer?” she asked softly. “Or the fact that you made it to this university on a scholarship that you worked for? What about Patrick, Camila, and me? Don’t we matter?”

Annalise stayed quiet, knowing she should have dialed it back, but too stubborn to actually do so. She kept her eyes on her book bag, brows knitted.

“Having shitty past relationships isn’t a personality trait,” Stella said, and then she went for the door. She opened it and sighed. “And someone really wants your attention.”

There was a slight shuffling noise and then the door slammed. That was Annalise’s cue to finally look up. There was a large white vase containing a bouquet of dark flowers by the door, and it made her angry all over again.

“This motherfucker!” she snapped as she irritably got up to snatch the vase.

It was surprisingly light with the amount of flowers coming out of it. They were a deep red shade, almost burgundy but not quite. The petals were round and soft and smelled… chocolatey? Annalise would have been confused if she wasn’t so disgruntled. She noticed the tiny card sticking out from the top of the bouquet and was surprised to see the entire backside filled with scrawled handwriting.

“I’m sorry for what I said. I know these chocolate cosmos won’t change anything, but I hope it shows that I will make this up to you. I love you so much, and I’ll always remind you of that. -Shawn

PS they smell great but you can’t eat them”

Annalise scoffed lightly and looked at the bouquet again. As she pondered the ideas of what to do these things, there was a knock on the door. Did this boy have no boundaries? She ignored the sound and went to sit on the couch, placing the vase on the coffee table.

The knocking was as persistent as Annalise was determined not to answer. But then a voice came up with the sounds.

“Annie, open the fucking door!”

“Oh shit,” she mumbled, and hurried to answer.

Patrick was in the middle of blowing smoke out of his mouth from his pen. He quirked his eyebrows, noticing his friend’s rugged state. “You’re a fucking mess.”

It was true. Annalise practically lived in her skull and crossbones pajama bottoms and her Little Mix hoodie these days. But the comment still rubbed her the wrong way.

“Are you only here to criticize my appearance?” she asked, pointing daggers.

“Relax, dude. I heard about what happened with your singing man. Wanted to see if you wanted to talk, or if you needed a shoulder to cry on,” he told her.

There was a three second silence, to which Annalise replied, “Shut the fuck up.”

Patrick chuckled. “I know, I know. But I did wanna see if you’re okay. I got my pen if you wanna forget about it all.”

She stepped aside and let him inside. “How did you even know?”

“Alessia told me. I’m guessing Shawn told her.”

Both names sent her blood boiling again. “Neither of them can keep their mouths shut, I see.”

“Dude, it’s not a big deal-”

“It doesn’t matter! Wanna cut up some flowers with me?”

Patrick blinked, confused by the sudden change in topic. “Uh, sure. Should we go get some?”

“I have some here.” She gestured to the cosmos on the table. “And there two pairs of scissors here somewhere.”

“Uh, then hell yeah. Let’s do it!”

“I have to say,” Callie mused, “you’ve made a lot of progress, and I’m very proud of you.”

Shawn smiled, despite still feeling that horrible ache in his chest. Nothing could really mend that ache but time, according to Callie. After spending the last hour practically pouring his heart and soul out, everything Shawn was feeling about Ann was deemed completely normal. He’s just a twenty-one year old kid in love and very frustrated at the situation. That was why this would be his last therapy session.

“I’m glad I did this,” he replied. “You really helped me put some things in perspective.”

“Just doing my job,” she told him. “It was wonderful getting to know you, Shawn.”

He gave Callie a hug before leaving her office for the last time. As he walked out to the parking lot, Shawn felt just a little accomplished that he could cross one thing off the list he made in his head. All he had to do now was wait for calls back from 1) a live lounge downtown and 2) his boss from the flower shop. Shawn also needed to call his parents and have quite the conversation, but that could wait a little longer. What he had to do now was to meet up with Stella, the only person to return his calls. You could say this is what kept him going these last few days.

She told him over text that she would be at Camila’s dorm. Not surprising in the slightest, but it also meant that Shawn would have to make two stops in the building. He had been sending flowers to Ann all week, all sorts of black flowers that he ordered to the shop specially for her. Everyday when Ann was in class, Shawn would stop by and leave a different type of flower with another apology note. Today’s bouquet was an array of black velvet petunias.

Shawn pretended not to notice the pairs of eyes on him as he walked down the third floor corridor on campus. He knew he had followers online, he just never realized how much of that bled into his real life. He reached Ann’s door and left the vase at the bottom of the threshold. He didn’t bother knocking, for he knew that someone would open the door sooner or later. He knew better than to stay and wait too, because Ann knew how to hold a grudge.

He was back in the elevator as soon as he left it, except now it seemed like the entire floor needed a ride down as well. Shawn stood closest to the doors, his back to a group of first year girls, once again pretending not to notice the blushing smiles and soft giggles. After badly telling Ann he liked another woman’s attention, things like this just made him feel guilty.

Shawn was able to breathe once the doors opened one floor down. However, he only breathed for one second, taking two steps out of the elevator.

“Hey!”

Fuck.

He turned to find one of the girls followed him out into the corridor. His eyes glanced to the elevator, where the rest of the girls watched the interaction as the doors closed once again. Then he smiled politely at the one standing in front of him. “Hi.”

The blonde girl returned the smile. “Um… I know we’ve never met before. I’m Elizabeth, uh, Liz. I follow you on Instagram. And Spotify. Love your music.”

“Thank you,” he replied.

“I was uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime?” she asked, tangling her fingers together, clearly nervous.

“Ah, I’m sorry, I’ve got a girlfriend.”

Her face fell rather quickly. “It’s that crazy goth girl, right?”

It was one gross feeling when Shawn called her that. It was something else when he heard it come from a complete stranger. He narrowed his eyes.

“What do you mean by that?”

She knew she said something wrong and quickly tried and failed to make up for it. “Uh, nothing bad. Just… y’know, the way she dresses. Wearing pentagrams like it’s a cute accessory. And that look on her face when she walks across campus. It’s like she’s out for blood.”

Shawn chuckled. “You don’t know anything about her. You don’t know what’s underneath the dark exterior.”

“No, but I know lots of other people have seen what’s under those black clothes,” Liz muttered.

“Like I said, you know nothing about her. Do me a favor, don’t talk to me again.”

Without waiting for a comeback, Shawn turned on his heel and went down the corridor. He could have said so much more to that girl. He could have explained that Ann’s tough exterior hid her soft interior. He could have explained that pentagrams aren’t a direct link to Satanism. Disgruntled, he knocked on the appropriate door and Camila answered.

“Some people are so fucking rude!” Shawn said, unable to keep it in.

Camila nodded. “Hi. Won’t you come in?”

He stepped inside the tiny space and found Stella lying facedown on the bed. She rolled over upon hearing his voice and sat up. She did not beat around the bush for a second as she looked Shawn dead in the eyes.

“You need to break up with Ann.”

Shawn blinked. “Huh?”

Camila sighed audibly. “We went over this, babe.”

“Oh yeah, she’s been off her meds for three months,” Stella added with a mindless wave of her hand. “Anyway, she’s torturing herself and you with the separation thing, and that shit needs to stop.”

“Three months?” Shawn repeated. “Is she gonna get back on them? What is she doing about it?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care. Dump her.”

And she rolled onto her side again, facing the wall.

Shawn just stared at her, bewildered. His mouth was open, but none of the million questions he had came out. Then, Camila nudged his arm, and she gestured for the door. The two of them stepped out into the hallway.

“She got into a fight with Ann,” she explained. “It was so bad that I have to go to her dorm later to get her clothes and schoolwork and whatnot.”

He raised his eyebrows in shock. “Stella and Ann? The two wives fought?”

“From what Stella told me, they yelled. Ann said some really fucked up stuff.”

“What? No, Ann doesn’t yell. Unless she’s… off her meds. And… upset.” Shawn paused and leaned against the wall. He thought back to the arguments he got into with her when they lived together during the summer. He counted on his fingers back to the month it started happening, and what was happening at the time, and his stomach turned heavy.

He might have just figured out the cause of all this.

Performing in front of a crowd wasn’t as scary anymore. Shawn’s hands would shake and he would use the bathroom an excessive amount of times, but the nerves settled down once he was onstage/ This time he had the desire to run away the longer he stood outside Ann’s dorm with his guitar strapped around him. His face was warm and his hands were clammy as he clutched his instrument. He checked the time on his watch again, stalling because he knew Ann was home. He heard a couple of doors open, slowly gaining an audience. He had to do it, and he began to sing.

“I got my bags all packed and I’m ready to go I’m standing outside of your figurative door And I’m ready for the flight or to fall off a cliff But if it’s alright with you I’d rather not miss out on us”

Just about every door nearby had opened, except the one Shawn was singing to. He persisted, though, no matter how much it scared him. He was practically poking the dragon in its cage.

“I could use something good, I really need this to work out Of course with the way things are going, It might be smarter to just cash out But you’re on my mind… and the things that you say hurt most of the time But I’m sinking fast so it’s alright”

He kept strumming and singing, ignoring the excited murmurs coming from the onlookers around him. His eyes widened when he saw the doorknob suddenly move. More excited noises came from the unexpected audience when Ann finally opened the door wide enough to stick her head out.

She looked exactly the way she did when Shawn first laid eyes on her. Messy hair, tired eyes, tattered t-shirt. Shawn’s heart swelled and beat fast, trying to read the expression on her face. No single person has made him so nervous before.

“You said you never wanna be saved, well That’s okay because I wouldn’t know how Just know that the best I’ll ever be is whatever you make me And wherever you are You’re on my mind…”

Ann moved to lean against the door way; She was in her skull & crossbone pajama bottoms, something Shawn adored and secretly wanted to steal for himself. He also couldn’t help but wonder if she left the dorm today. What kind of state was she in?

Shawn skipped to the end of the song. “...I need you, I need you, I need you to know… I’m alright…”

The surrounding dorm residents applauded and cheered. Ann glanced around the corridor, staring down all the heads that had popped out of the doors. Then she found Shawn’s hopeful eyes and stepped to the side, nodding for him to come inside.

Several gasps sounded in the hallway as Shawn stepped into her dorm. He took his guitar from the strap and set it against the wall, noticing the vase of petunias on the table Just the one vase. What did she do with the rest of them?

Ann calmly shut the door. “Cute performance.”

“Thanks,” Shawn replied. “Look, I-”

She cut him off. “So what was the plan? Serenade me in front of a bunch of strangers so that way I’m forced to fall back into your arms to avoid looking like an asshole?”

And there’s that awful sinking sensation. Shawn’s had a feeling this would happen. “No, that’s not-”

“You know I hate public things like that!” she snapped, raising her voice. “It’s like you don’t even know me at all!”

Shawn was very taken aback at how quickly Ann got riled up. It’s not like he was expecting her to forgive him right away, but he wasn’t expecting this either. It was supposed to be a romantic gesture, like sending all those flowers that seemed to be nowhere in the dorm.

“Don’t yell at me,” he told her. “And I’m sorry. I didn’t realize-”

“You didn’t realize how important my privacy is to me!” She seemed to only get more pissed off. “Do you know how many people have asked me if we broke up? And I wondered how anyone knew about that, and then I figured you probably told-”

“And stop interrupting me!” Shawn firmly said, silencing her. He took a deep breath. “I was trying to do a nice thing, something to show you how sorry I am for what I said. But I don’t get why it’s such a big deal! Yes, I told a couple of friends about our fight because that’s what friends do! I needed to vent, I needed advice! And I know I shouldn’t have told Alessia about your health problems, and again, I’m so sorry!”

Ann looked down and cleared her throat. Her hands went on her hips. “I don’t want people feeling entitled to know my issues. People ask why I was in the hospital and then I end up having to share my entire history with what I can and can’t eat. Other people get confused and ask even more questions, and because it’s not something like cancer or an eating disorder, they don’t realize how invasive it gets. I get robbed of that privacy every time I’m at a restaurant with friends. I almost always end up being looked at like a sick person and I’m so fucking tired of it! So again, privacy is important!”

As if he couldn’t feel any worse. Shawn knew he was one of those people who asked a lot of questions back in the day. It was all out of curiosity, wanting to get to know the girl he was dating. Had he known she felt this way…

“I didn’t think of it that way,” he said after a moment. “I know you want to keep some things under wraps, I get that. But this relationship? That’s not just you, it’s us. I get a say in what we share too.”

Ann sighed and went to sit on the couch. She rubbed her eyes, exhausted and frustrated. “It’s like you don’t even hear me.”

“I don’t hear you?” Shawn repeated, chuckling in disbelief. “You don’t like people seeing you as broken or ill, so you choose not to share some things. And that’s also because your privacy gets invaded on a consistent basis. I hear you one hundred percent. The question is, do you hear me? Do you understand what I’m saying and what I want?”

She groaned into her hands. “There’s a part of you that still thinks I’m sick and sad and helpless. You still think I have my stomach cut open and you see it in your sleep, right? Shawn, you need to let that stuff go, you need to process the trauma.”

Her words were so mind boggling that Shawn didn’t know what to say. First of all, she was wrong. If anyone knew how much of a strong, independent lady Annalise Flores was, it was Shawn. She was the type of girl to not hold hands with her boyfriend to show that she was the least dependent person out there. She was the girl who punched guys in the face for harassing her. She was not the girl who was lying in a hospital bed, delirious from her fever. At least, she was trying very hard to separate herself from that.

“I did my processing,” Shawn finally said. “I went to therapy because I was having bad dreams and panic attacks. Now I have the tools to combat them. What about you? Did you process anything?”

Ann looked up, death stare locked on him. A nerve was struck, and Shawn decided it was best not to push the subject anymore.

He put his hands up in surrender. “I’ll go now. I just want you to know I’m always here for you. But if you wanna talk deeper about all this, Callie has an opening for a new client.”

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I would love to see Delores punch the Handler! Your ideas for the pride and prejudice AU are inspired! What role would the rest of the family play in this story? I just love your blog so much!

oh i am very down to detail out this au and make it one big post

SO you have Eudora Patch playing the role of our lovely Elizabeth Bennet, and Diego playing the role of Mr. Darcy, protective idiot who puts his foot in his mouth frequently. Eudora’s parents died when she was little and she was raised by her godparents alongside Dave and Dolores, who she considers her siblings - but Dave is her best friend in the world

Dave is kind of ridiculous and more than a little gay and he’s a soldier home on leave, and when Netherfield is occupied and he goes to the ball he falls head over heels for the biggest dumbass in the known universe, Klaus. So Dave is Jane Bennet and Klaus gets to be Mr. Bingley!!

Then Mr. Bingley has two sister and a brother-in-law in the book so that’s just going to be Allison, Vanya, and Luther hanging around. Allison takes Diego’s side after the absolute disaster that was Vanya falling for Leonard (ew) and agrees to help convince Klaus to leave Netherfield with Diego, so she’s taking the role of Caroline Bingley except less bitchy

So the reason the kids have all returned to Netherfield is because their father just died and they’re dividing up the estate etc. etc. and the reason Ben isn’t there is because he’s up in London dealing with the financial stuff because let’s be real there are two (2) people in the family who have the head for finances and one of them is thirteen (and also I needed a reason for Ben to not be there for the falling in love part because he would yeet Diego and Allison’s attitudes out the window)

and then there’s Five who still lives at Netherfield and is best friends with Dolores but they’re secret friends, or at least they were because now the old man is dead he can associate with whoever the fuck he wants wheyy BUT some of the debate over inheritance is also about who gets custody of Five

which is a long way of saying that Five has a vested interest in trying to get at least one of his siblings to stay in Netherfield so he can continue being bros with Dolores and doing whatever he wants because he doesn’t want to have to move

Dolores?? Sort of gets the younger Bennet sisters roles? Sort of Lydia Bennet because she does run away briefly but YEAH she’s Dave’s little sister and is mute and Five is her best friend and she taught him sign language but honestly half the time it’s like they’re reading one another’s minds anyway??

They met when they were younger and Five ran away and Dolores found him and was like ?? well okay and proceeded to smuggle him food and hide him in the shed for a day and a half before he ended up going back because he did miss his siblings but the two decided they had bonded and Five frequently secretly exited the manor to meet up with her and play

Dave knows that Five exists abstractly but just knows him as some kid in town that Dolores plays with so he does not put two and two together until later shenanigans when he realizes his little sister’s best friend is the love of his life’s little brother who can pull some strings

anyway

so Wickham’s role goes to the Handler who ?? tried to kidnap Five or something when he was younger? Or rather, she convinced Five that he wanted to go with her because she pretended to be his friend and Five ended up escaping, which was actually the whole ‘running away’ thing where he met Dolores (except he never told Dolores because that Handler highkey scares him and he’s actually kind of ashamed the Handler tricked him to begin with)

so yes obviously someone the whole family despises but is very manipulative and probably weaves some tragedy for Patch to sympathize with and when Diego sees them associating he’s even ruder to her and there’s that whole misunderstanding going on

So Patch is happy for Dave, who is in love, and then Klaus ends up being convinced to go to London to chill with Ben who is his favourite brother because Diego Doesn’t Trust Like That and Patch gets super pissed off about it because Dave is heartbroken and mooning around sadly and being depressed and how DARE Diego do this to her best friend/brother?? absolute fucker

meanwhile Diego is wrestling with his attraction to Patch and making every single wrong step in the book

Five and Dolores plot in the background and are up to shenanigans which involve trying to set their idiot siblings up in situations where they are forced to interact (Dolores is actually invested while Five is sort of just throwing Dave and Patch at his siblings to see what sticks because he really doesn’t want to have to leave Netherfield and Dolores) while Dolores ALSO tries to figure out The Mystery of The Handler because Five goes super pale when he sees her in town but won’t tell her why and no Patch she doesn’t care that you think the Handler is actually good there’s something weird going on here and she’s going to find it out

I’m not usually one for human Dolores aus but I’m delighted by the idea of this child who loves her pretty dresses and things that glitter but who also learned how to sew just so she could add pockets to all of her pretty dresses so she could put things like frogs in them for when she wants to Do Crime with her bestie. Dolores is 80% of the brains behind the operation while Five is 70% the ‘sneaky little shit who can get into just about anywhere’ part. He was probably the one who taught her how to pick a lock. And no, Dave does not know that Five is teaching his baby sister Crime Skills.

but yes Allison is probably still married to Patrick in this au and is kind of angry/irritated because they fight quite a bit which is probably why she was willing to project some of those bad feelings on Klaus and Dave as well

what even other character are there in Pride and Prejudice idk

Grace exists but she’s the kids stepmother or something and for whatever reason she isn’t actually a part of the inheritance?? She’s just sort of in the background waltzing around fussing over her kids and also reminding Diego to be nicer and is probably the catalyst of Diego realizing what an utter shit he’s been after Patch’s big old “Fuck you I wouldn’t marry you if you were the last man on the face of the planet and also fuck you again for good measure” speech

Vanya just really wants to be able to play cards in peace and stop being dragged into whatever the fuck is going on now but she 100% takes Klaus’s side when everything is dragged up and is like “C’mon guys for real just let Klaus go back to Netherfield and see what happens, Dave seems really nice. And also fuck you for comparing every person we want to date to my shitty ex, like, we GET it, I made some questionable choices.”

Luther is doing his level best to ignore the family drama going on and actually try and do what they came for which is, you know, dividing up the estate and figuring out custody and etc. etc. but every time he brings things up his siblings blow him off because they’re all too focused on their personal lives and drama and the love stories unfolding and Luther is suffering because it’s like herding cats but somehow worse

Dolores finds out about the Handler and decides she’s ready to throw down and runs off to pick a goddamn fight because how fucking DARE and Patch doesn’t know where she IS and her and Dave are STRESSED and Diego hears about it and ends up going and fetching this child and bringing her back which makes Patch respect him or something idk

but at the end, Dave and Klaus get together and they’re cute as FUCK. Patch and Diego get together and their terrible childish rivalry evolves into a terrible childish romance which evolves into what is sure to become a terrible childish marriage. Allison and Patrick actually speak to each other and sort out some of their issues. Ben comes back into this clusterfuck of a situation like that one pizza fire gif and ends up sorting everyone out while nursing a migraine. Vanya gets some god damn peace and quiet. Luther finally manages to sort out the estates. Dolores and Five get matching best friend necklaces or something because they’re kids and high five the fuck out of one another at the wedding because hell yeah all their plans worked (even though like 90% of their plans backfired, accomplished nothing, or were just hilarious but not actually successful)

and yeah that’s the pride and prejudice au

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