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queen-of-reptiles · 4 months

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description: in which leah williamson’s younger sister is in a two year relationship with alessia russo and has just won two gold medals at the world gymnastic championships

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alessia russo x female reader

disclaimer: I am in no way saying alessia russo is gay or bi-sexual this is all fiction

warnings: not much, slight language and a lil bit of sexual content

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y/n what a team, what a time - i love you all and see you soon!! ❤️

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username1: CONGRATULATIONS YOUR BEAM ROUTINE WAS MINDBLOWING 😭😘😘

teamgb: 2 golds, 3 silvers not too bad xoxo 🫡

y/n: ❤️❤️

simonebiles: so proud! remember when you were just a little thing competing ! can hardly keep up with you now! 🩷

y/n: I have been so grateful for all your support and coaching - even if i am team gb all the way! 😜😘

leahwilliamsonn: so so so so so proud of you, loved watching every second, you continuously make me proud little one !! ❤️😭

y/n: ilysm sis ❤️

izzy.songhurst: GOWAN Y/N - SHES THE QUEEN OF THE BEAM AND THE FLOOR ROUTINE 🩷

y/n: I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW SOON BRONZE THIS YEAR GOLD THE NEXT ❤️

alessiarusso99: I am so proud my baby <3

y/n: You helped more than you will ever know my love xx

ellatoone: 🤢🤢

y/n: @joebunney come get your girl 🙄

ellatoone: all gross love aside, well done our girl!! 😗

y/n: 😊😗

maxwhitlock: Absolute legend, BRING ON Paris 😎😎

y/n: 🇫🇷🇫🇷

username2: she was so good!!!! 😩😩

username3: She is SO pretty 🥺🥺

username4: WHY DID I NOT REALISE SHE WAS WITH ALESSIA??? 🤯🤯

username5: THEY HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR TWO YEARS?!!!!!

username6: and their instas are basically shrines to each other wtf????

katie_mccabe11: showin them all how it’s done! xx

y/n: took lessons from u clearly xo

bethmead_: nahhh got it from me 😌😊

caitlinfoord: that photo of us all in the caps tryna be inconspicuous omg 😭

y/n: lesbians united ig??

username7: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

britishgymnasticsofficial: ❤️❤️

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alessiarusso99 day in day out you have worked incredibly hard for this, never resting, never giving up. Words cannot express how proud I was seeing you receive those medals. I love you baby, well done amore mio xxx ❤️

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leahwilliamsonn: this is cute and also sickening …

y/n: OI

username1: this IS the CUTEST THING 😭😭

username2: I NEED A RELATIONSHIP LIKE THIS NOW 😡😡

y/n: I love you so much baby! Thank you for being one of my biggest strengths! <3

alessiarusso99: always xo

lucybronze: sickeningly cute! WELL DONE Y/N 🩷

y/n: THANKS BESTIE 🩷

ellatoone: ew cooties

y/n: ew ella toone

alessiarusso99: behave you two!!

katie_mccabe: KISSING?? BEFORE MARRIAGE?

jbeattie91: SHAMEFUL

bethmead_: HOW DARE THEY!

alessiarusso99: children… the lot of you 🙄

mbrighty04: loving this !! GO y/n!!

y/n: 🥺😗

racheldaly3: LOVING YOU TWO!! 😩😩

y/n: love you Rach!! 😘

viviannemiedema: WELL DONE BABY WILLIAMSON 🩷

y/n: LOVE YOU TALL PERSON 🩷

esme.morgan: 🩷🩷🩷

username3: I feel like less is out of her league…

username4: Yeah i feel like She would be happier with someone else 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

ellatoone: We don’t.

arsenalwfc: We LOVE supportive girlfriends 😫💋

username5: WE LOVE THE ARSENAL ADMIN

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y/n best thing about getting to rest?

Getting to join arsenal women training ofc 🥹 (oh and getting to yell at Katie cause J is cool like that :))

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username1: hahahah she was allowed to go to training 😭😭

katie_mccabe11: I DON’T understand I was ONSIDE !

y/n: na never

katie_mccabe11: i hate you sm

arsenalwfc: Loved having you! content incoming gooners…

username2: AHHHHH

alessiarusso99: cannot believe my team didn’t win honestly 🙄

y/n: Just because you kiss me doesn’t mean I will give the foul! 🤷‍♀️

leahwilliamsonn: THATS MY GIRL - don’t give into seduction 😩😘

ellatoone: real question is … Did you take a shot?

y/n: Nahhhh didn’t wanna embarrass the girlies too much

bethmead_: yeah yeah, keep talking Williamson

caitlinfoord: Honestly best ref we have EVER had 🩷

y/n: Love youuuuuu Foordy 🩷

username3: How ? Was ? She ? Allowed ? In ? Training ? 😭😭

username4: Well, she’s Leah’s sister and Lessi’s gf so I suppose they all like her !

username5: Suppose? The entire team LOVES her !

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The camera zooms back from the Arsenal badge to show Alessia, Katie and y/n sat at a table laughing and they all smile at the camera.

“Hi I’m Alessia Russo.” Katie begins, Alessia laughing as she shakes her head.

“I’m y/n Williamson.” Alessia adds, causing y/n to glare.

“And I’m Katie Mccabe.” y/n says, a mock Irish accent in her voice which causes Alessia to giggle.

“Oi!” Katie says, leaning over to try and smack the younger girl but Alessia’s sharp light slap to Katie’s hand stops her.

“Ha!” y/n grins as Katie hisses like an angered cat.

“That’s not fair! She’s got her guard dog with her.” Katie jokes at the camera as Alessia rolls her eyes but she smiles none the less.

“Anyway…” y/n begins dragging out the ‘y’. “Today we are doing...” y/n begins. "What are we doing?" She then asks, causing the spectators to laugh.

The spectators in question were, Leah, Beth and Vivianne, all of who were sat happily on the sofa, watching the three on camera.

"Who knows who best." Katie says, Alessia rolling her eyes playfully when she realises they have been tricked into a couple's challenge for the youtube.

It was no secret the fans loved Alessia and y/n together, consistently finding their relationship adorable and loving the small amounts of content they were sometimes given.

"So, both Less here and baby Williamson, have whiteboards and they will be asked questions by me, of course, and have to write the answer down." Katie explains.

y/n holds up her whiteboard excitedly, her eyes sparkling as she grinned at the camera, missing the way her blonde lover smiled softly at her, eyes filled with soft love.

"Then, whoever gets the most right, wins." Katie says, she then picks up a card. "Right, what are Russo's two preferred positions?" Katie asks.

"Easy!" y/n grins as she begins to scribble across the board, Alessia chuckling as she does the same.

They two turn their boards around, Alessia smiling proudly at her girlfriend when she sees they have the same initials.

"Well done baby!" Alessia grins and y/n's cheeks flush at the term of endearment even after all their time together.

"Aw look at her!" Katie teases, leaning over to pinch y/n's cheek between her fingers, however the sharp hit which stops her makes her pout. "Again?" Katie whines at her fellow teammate.

y/n however grins at her protector, leaning over to peck her cheek sweetly, before glaring at her sister who fake gagged in disgust at the show of affection.

"Okay, movin' on." Katie hums. "What is y/n's favourite apparatus?" She asks before scoffing. "Even I know that!" She adds.

y/n smiles as she quickly writes her answer, Alessia doing the same as they count down from 3 before flipping their boards 'floor' both bright against the white.

"I knew that!" Beth says excitedly and y/n grins at her.

"I've always loved it, and found it so fun." y/n explains.

"Scares me half to death." Alessia denies as she remembers all the times she had watched her girlfriend jump and flip too high for her liking.

"It's my job Less." y/n defends with a laugh.

As the game continues it is clear the two girls know each other very well, both of them getting the other's question continuously correct until it was neck and neck and the last question.

"What is y/n's favourite beam dismount?" Katie asks.

Alessia pauses, shock in her face as she realises she doesn't know. Leah's mouth drops at the fact her sister's girlfriend doesn't know this and y/n looks mildly amused as she writes down.

"I don't know." Alessia admits. "I have no clue." She adds and Katie gasps as y/n turns her board around. Showing the g-valued dismount in black ink.

"Double tuck back salto with full twist." y/n says simply.

"Because you can land it every time." Alessia realises with a groan covering her face with her hands as Katie names y/n the winner.

As filming wraps up and y/n helps the crew put their things away, two lanky arms wrap around her waist and pull her into a corridor she didn't recognise.

"Can't believe you didn't know my dismount." y/n teases. "I mean, I love you so much, and know everything about you, but you don't even know my famous dismount." y/n continues.

Alessia whines, her lanky body pressing to the front of her girlfriend's as she buries her head in her lover's neck, causing her to have to bend quite a bit.

"Stop." Alessia huffs. "Its so many words to remember." She adds as y/n shakes her head.

"Don't love me." She teases as Alessia shuts her up with a chaste yet deep kiss.

The blonde striker's hands tighten around her waist, pulling her closer as her fingertips seemingly bruise into y/n's body from the strength of her grip.

The blonde angles her head down and left, giving her a better angle to press herself against her lover, her tongue pushing against y/n's slowly opening mouth.

After a moment of tongues clashing, the kiss slows Alessia's hands sliding up to gently cup y/n's face before keeping their lips pressed softly together for a moment more.

"Still think I don't love you?" Alessia asks, pulling away slowly, her teeth pulling y/n's bottom lip with her slightly.

y/n cannot function for a moment, the deep kiss sucking all the oxygen from her head and ability to breath from her body, the only thing in her mind being the smell of her girlfriend's perfume.

"I think you should do that once more, just so I'm sure you do." y/n smiles after regaining her ability to speak.

"Gladly, amore mio." Alessia murmurs, before moving her head back down to kiss her lover once more. After what felt like seconds, the two still pressed deeply together a shout ran out.

"MY EYES!"

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alessiarusso99 just posted

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alessiarusso99 she’s my favourite person idk <3

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username1: AWWWWWWWWW

y/n: i love you baby <3

ellatoone: ‘i love you baby’ 🤢

mbrighty04: hahahahahahahahahahahhahaha

leahwilliamsonn: my eyes will never recover 😩

y/n: #sorrynotsorry

alessiarusso99: #imaccsorry

y/n: she’s not …

katie_mccabe11: leah’s shout of horror will never leave me 😭

username2: what happened ?!?! I NEED TO KNOW 😂

username3: CUTEEEEEEEEEE

izzy.songhurst: 😍😍😍

y/n: 🩵🩵

username4: OI OI OI

caitlinfoord: KISSING? LIKE THIS? AT YOUR AGE ??

bethmead_: HOW AWFUL 😩

keirawalsh: you two are so cute !! xx 🥺

y/n: love youuuuu xx

lucybronze: you two are so gross !! xx 🥺

y/n: count your days Bronzey

maxwhitlock: 🫶🫶

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y/n alexa play baby by Justin Bieber

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alessiarusso99: my love

katie_mccabe11: so gross 🙄

y/n: i’ll fight you mccabe i swear 🤛

ellatoone: banger of a tune

alessiarusso99: hundred percent 🫶

y/n: AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY

ellatoone: OOOH LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOH

username1: 🥺🥺🥺

username2: 🔥🔥

izzy.songhurst: cuties

y/n: love ya xx

alessiarusso99: thanks Iz ! x

arsenalwfc: ❤️🥺

leahwilliamsonn: 🙄😍

y/n: 🖕❤️

simonebiles: my babies are so cute !!!!

y/n: 💙💙

username3: 😫😫😫😫😫

kyracooneyx: i was so in love with him 🥲

y/n: it’s okay we all have a phase 😔

bethmead_: viv why can’t we be cute like this ?!!

viviannemeidema: because we are not as cute as this 🤷‍♀️

y/n: 😶😶

username4: I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

stanwaygeorgia: GROSS

keirawalsh: georgia behave

leahwilliamsonn: no no let’s hear her out

y/n: 🖕🖕

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we love baby Less 🥺🥺

#alessia russo #alessia russo x reader #alessia russo x y/n #woso x y/n #woso x reader #woso #social media woso #woso community #england lionesses #woso soccer #keira walsh #lauren james #lauren hemp #leah williamson #lucy bronze #millie bright

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greynatomy · 6 months

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bookworm

leah williamson x reader

request: either Leah, Lucy or Sam.... married to a writer, someone who's name is well known but face isn't . (could be a pen name) ... the relationship isn't know.... reader comes to a game, the team sees reader and thinks Player should shoot their shot....

the book mentioned is by ciara smyth and i recommend reading it

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For as long as anyone has known her, Leah Williamson was a known bookworm. Her parents have bought countless books once she’d learned how to read. If she wasn’t playing football, she was reading a book.

Away matches? Reading on the coach or plane, Leah will always be found with a book on her person. Everyone teased her about it, but she always gave recommendations on her favorite reads.

Her close friend, Lia Wälti, did tease her at first, like the rest of their Arsenal teammates, but one time during training, Leah left her book on the lounge chair by the pool when Jonas called her over for a chat. Lia picked up the book to inspect it.

“The Falling in Love Montage by Billie Keynes.” She mumbled, reading the title and author.

By the time Leah comes back to her chair, she sees someone else occupying it, her book in their hands.

“Would it be possible to get my book back?” Leah asks, casting a shadow over Lia.

“Shh. I’m a bit preoccupied.” Lia lifts a finger up to Leah, not taking her eyes off the page she is on.

“Uh, that’s my property.”

“And I’m currently using it, so wait your turn.”

Over the next couple of days, Lia is seen with the same book that Leah had. Some of her teammates ask about it and eventually a a good number of them started reading the book.

Another couple of days later, the team is winding down by the pool at the training ground, all reading the same book.

“This is a really good book Lia. Thanks for the recommendation.” Steph complimented, other gunners agreeing.

“Uh, excuse you all. I have been reading that first. Lia stole the book from me. Had to buy a new one.” Leah complains, eyebrows furrowed.

“Shush. It’s not a competition.”

Leah makes a face of offense.

“Actually, since you’re here, does Billie Keynes have any other books? Preferably with more lesbians.” Beth asks.

“Oh, I’ve got a whole list. I’ll send it in the group chat.”

Two weeks later, they were back on the pitch, ready for a new season. Leah sat behind the bench, still healing from her injury.

After the match, Lia walks over to where Beth and Leah stood.

“Hey! Good game, played well!” Beth hugs the Swiss.

“Thank you, but did you see the girl that was reading a book the whole game?”

“Leah wasn’t reading?” Beth looks at Leah, confused.

“No, not Leah. She’s, uh, she’s right there, just walking off.”

“Huh. Weird.”

Over the next few games, including the ones away, more and more of the team took notice of the girl who reads during the match. Always in the same section, same row, reading a book. Even some fans recognize her, being posted on social media by the team’s administration.

During a team bonding, the team decided to play a bit of truth or dare. One having to eat a spoonful of Vegemite, jump in the pool, tell their biggest fear.

The bottle then landed on Leah, being spun by Katie, who had a mischievous look on her face.

“Oh, no.” Leah was sweating, she didn’t like the look on the Irish’s face.

“Now, we know how much you love to read. You’ve turned some of us, not me, but some of us into avid readers, but there’s one that could rival you as a bookworm.”

“Get on with it, will you!” Leah was impatient.

“I dare you… to go up to the girl that’s always reading during our games and ask her out. On a date.”

So now here she was, walking over to the section after the game against City. She walks in small strides, trying to take longer than she needed to, looking back to see her team huddled together watching her.

“Hey.” She says, when she reaches the girl, who was, no surprise, reading a book.

“Leah.” You replied, not taking your eyes off the book.

“Listen, I was dared to go up to you and talk to you.”

“So, you’ve said last night.”

“Let me finish woman.”

“Okay. I’m sorry.” You give an amused smile at the pout on her face.

“Would you like to go on a date? We’ve not gone on one yet this week.”

“Yes, only if I pick where to eat.”

“But, babyyyy.” She whines. “You know I’m picky.”

“That’s why I want to pick. You can’t deprive your tastebuds from flavor.”

“But—”

“Ah ah.” You interrupted. “Pick me up when you’re done.” You lightly pat her cheek and walk towards the exit.

“So?” Katie questioned, wanting to know what happened.

“She rejected me.” Leah replied with a sullen pout.

“Oof. That sucks mate. Thought she’d be the one for you.”

A month passed since the date was executed. Everyone seemed to forget about it, still seeing you in the stands, but no one paying you any mind.

It was a team bonding night. Everyone agreed to have it at Leah’s place tonight. The thing is, everyone knew except for Leah. On purpose? Only Katie knows.

A loud and heavy knock scares Leah from where she lay on the couch. She cautiously walks to the door, looking through the peephole, eyes widening at the sight of her whole team.

“What are you all doing here?” Leah opens the door just a bit.

“It’s team bonding night. Be a dear and let us in.”

Katie hadn’t waited for an answer and let herself in, the rest following after.

“So, what do you have planned?”

“Didn’t think that far ahead.”

“Actually.” Beth butts in. “Did you guys hear that Billie Keynes is releasing another book?”

“Wait. Really?”

“Yeah, in like a week.”

Lia was looking around her friend’s house, snooping more like it.

“What’s it called?”

“I Think—” Lia’s answer gets cut off as she pick up a book from Leah’s shelf. “Leah?”

“Yeah?”

“How do you have Billie Keynes’ new book before it’s been released?”

Leah’s head whips towards Leah so fast that her head could’ve popped off its socket.

“Uh-well-I-um—”

The sound of the front door opening and shutting cut off her stuttering, leaving everyone else to stay silent, not knowing who else it could be. You walk into the living room, freezing at the sight of Leah’s whole team.

“Hey, you’re the girl who reads during our games.” Beth breaks the silence.

“Uh, hi.”

“Wait.” Katie turns to Leah. “I though you said she rejected you.”

“Well, you see—”

“Oh my god! Where’d you find that? I’ve been looking for it everywhere.” You grab the book out of Lia’s hand, flipping through the pages. “My agent almost killed me cause I thought I lost it.”

“Huh?” The team were now confused.

“It won’t be released until another week. It would’ve been horrible to lose it.”

“How do you have this then if it hasn’t been released yet?” Beth questioned, confused.

“I mean when you write it, you get special privileges.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Hold up. What do you mean by that?”

“It means how I said it.”

“So you’re Billie Keynes?”

“It’s a pen name. My real name’s Y/N Y/LN.”

“That’s so cool.” Alessia speaks up for the first time.

“You’re like our favorite author.”

“Aw. That’s so sweet.”

“How’d you come up with Billie Keynes anyway.”

“Well, people named William are sometimes called Billie and my wife is from Milton Keynes.”

“Leah! You made me dare you to ask your wife on a date?”

“Yeah. Thank you for that. I’ve got some bonus wifey points for it.” Leah had a smirk on her face, making the team groan and you slap her lightly on the arm.

“Since we’re teammates of your wife, could we get some special privileges?” Beth asks, hoping you know what she means.

“I’ll even sign the book for you.”

#woso x reader #greynatomy #woso #woso imagines #woso imagine #leah williamson #leah williamson x reader

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phoenixkaptain · 1 month

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I love Stardew Valley and I love the community and I love how we all bond over pixelated chickens like we’re seventy-year-old women bonding over grandchildren- - -

But I get so annoyed with the character hate, like!!! All the characters are great!! All the romance-able characters are great!! I keep getting recommended videos about the bad parts of characters and I just want to scream!!

Penny: lovely. Charming. Kids are a big part of dating her because she teaches kids, of course she’s going to react a bit badly if you hate children. She is trying to teach kids so that they don’t have to have the same life she and her mother do, why do you hate this woman who is just anxious?

Shane: lovely. Charming. Perfect. “He still drinks after we get married, which ruins the whole story” NO. No. Shane is an alcoholic, and a severe one. If he quit cold-turkey, he would fucking die. “Harvey pumped his stomach” HE WOULD DIE. And I don’t care that my husband is messy, he has his own room and I don’t have to go over there!!

Maru: lovely. Charming. She hates working. She loves working on machines. She thinks about machines to build for you to make life easier. She’s adorable. She has a complicated relationship with her brother and I want to help them fix it goddangit because I love fictional siblings.

Elliott: lovely. Charming. An artist. He only leaves his home for like four hours a day. I can really relate to the desire to shave off all of one’s own hair. I feel that in my bones. Also, is friends with Willy and I fucking love Willy so A++

Leah: “she’s a lesbian” She’s fucking bi stop erasing bi rep in Bi Rep the Video Game

Sam: he’s a musician and a skater. This is what the perfect man looks like.

Emily: just the most charming. She has a complicated relationship with her sister because she takes care of her. She works at a saloon, how can someone not love a literal saloon worker? She’s crazy, she’s wild, she’s a flower child, I’m in love with her

Harvey: glasses. Doctor man. Occasionally puts on headphones to not so subtly hint that he doesn’t want to talk to you. This is what the perfect man looks lik-

Abigail: I don’t see a lot of people complain about Abigal, but I’ve seen a few and it just feels like- you guys love Sebastian so much but don’t like Abigail? What type of double standard is this?

Alex: everyone always says not to date him if your playing a female farmer, but honestly, his dialogue only cuts out parts if you play male. Like, he still says he felt different about you from day one even if you’re playing as a girl. The character affected the most by your gender choice in regards to dating Alex is George, and if you’ve already befriended George, he’ll apologize for being mean about your sexuality when he never even said anything mean about your sexuality, which is kind of funny

I never see people complain about Haley or Sebastian, which is fair, because Haley has a cute character arc and Sebastian loves frogs (this is what the perfect man lo-) My only problem is that people praise these two but rag on everyone else when I feel like all the characters are balanced pretty evenly in terms of good-bad traits.

Which trait is which is dependent on the person playing the game anyway, so when someone like me plays, I can’t help but find the characters perfect because I’m very forgiving when it comes to fictional characters’ undesirable traits. I mean, my favourite trait of all is stupidity, pure and unbridled, I’m talking facepalm-inducing, groan-worthy, the type of character people complain about the most; the type of stupid that makes people stop enjoying things. How can I dislike these characters who are cute and a bit awkward and so ready to bed the first hot farmer they come across even when that farmer sifts through their trash and passes out three steps away from their own house and drinks mayonnaise and would eat hay given half the chance. Like come on. They’re all moron-sexual. I can relate to that.

In conclusion: your favourite bachelor and/or bachelorette is as wonderful as you think they are and screw the people who try to tell you otherwise. The characters are great because they appeal to different people. Enjoy the game and enjoy the dating and I swear to God if I see another person say that certain farm layouts are bad because they don’t make enough money- the game doesn’t have a time limit! You can make as much money as you want! You could sell one sap everyday and nothing else and you would still be able to make it to however much money you desire to have. There’s not really a fast way to make ten billion gold, that doesn’t mean that the farm layouts you don’t like are bad and yes I’m ranting just because I love the slopes of the mining farm its layout is chamrjng and picturesque and provides a unique challenge to decorating and placing buildings and it’s actually the BEST farm layout because I just decided so and-!

Stardew Valley is a great game, 10/10 would recommend, and the new update is already great because I found carrot seeds and I like carrots :)

#the inane ramblings of a madman #stardew valley #stardew valley bachelors #stardew valley bachelorettes #i can judge all the characters pretty equally #because my fave partner is krobus #i love my creechur #he gives me hugs!!!#he waddles around my house!!!#i love this guy i want to give him all the hugs in the world #no joke he moved in and i hugged him like twenty times just because i could #krobus for bestest guy in the game #i love shane and penny was my first wifey and sebastian puts frogs in my home #but krobus man #🤌🤌🤌#long post #ignore me i’ve been seeing things with mine eyes and it doth cause me great bother

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bbeeew · 25 days

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sdv teir list [/j]

my rating for every bachelor/bachelorette in sdv in whatever order I decide

Alex

8/10, despite giving off that homophobic sporty guy vibe he's actually nice and I think he would be a good candidate

Haley

7/10, respect her and those who enjoy her as a character, but I don't really like her. But that's more personal preference

Harvey

11/10, the DISRESPECT this man gets is insane. For what, for why. He's honestly a 9/10 but he gets bonus points for how dogged on he is for no reason.

Maru

8/10, ignored and undervalued. A hidden Jem more people need to talk about

Sebastian

7/10, the gamer boy thing is cute, the smoking and hating parents thing is a little eh, bonus points for frogs.

Emily

6/10 if she is straight, 8/10 if she's a lesbian. Her character doesn't have a lot besides crystal girlie and being straight makes her bland. Mad respect of she's a lesbian tho

Sam

9/10, his hair may be nasty, but the golden retriever energy can make up for that. Also you get to pick the kind of songs he writes, which is sweet.

Abigail

8/10, eating rocks is cool, kinda leans into that I hate my father area but it works well towards the end of her arc.

Shane

12/10, I'm being biased but once again WITH THE SHADE BEING THROWN AT HIM. He's still a loving father/husband and does try his hardest regardless of wether you stay platonically with him or not. (Side note: he doesn't get worse after marriage, I better not see this brought up in the comments of a happy post)

Leah

9/10, lesbian queen, not much else to say. Very few downsides to her both in dialog and as an individual.

Elliot

7/10, kinda gives that over romantic mom book vibe, but I can get behind it. Kind, charismatic, loses 2 points for disliking pizza tho

Penny

10/10, extra point for the shade as well. For a character so sweet and kind and struggling with so much you really gotta be doing her dirty. She's giving the kids an education and that's great. Hope she is doing well.

Notice how none of them are below a 6/10

That was intentional, all have their values and all appeal to different people. And rating them through the "this is my idea of them and not how they are in the game" glasses isnt fair.

#Sdv #sdv shane #sdv sebastian #stardew #sdv elliott #stardew leah #sdv leah #stardew elliott #stardew emily #sdv harvey #sdv haley #sdv penny #sdv abigail #sdv sam #sdv emily #sdv bachelors #sdv bachelorettes

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 3 months

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Muffin! It's ASP Inc, the conglomerate made up of the companies formerly known as Apple, Sony, and Pepsi-Co. Based on your credentials with prior projects, you've been conscripted again for another big budget Twilight media project! Probably the CEO is on drugs, but congrats on your $500m dollar budget.

Your task is to design a big-budget Twilight video game. "But I don't really play that many video games," you maybe say? Idk, the CEO doesn't seem to care and is maybe using this project for tax evasion, so your instructions are "Just make us a Twilight game with gameplay stolen from a popular thing like a Minecraft, Fortnight, Among Us, whatever the kids nowadays are playing. Maybe a Mario? Are Marios still a thing?? I played Oregon Trail on my mac once. Stick some story in it. Give it the Muffin treatment, kids like Muffins!"

Your project brief must include:

1) What non-story-based gameplay mechanic you're stealing ("It's like a Mario!") 2) What story set in the Twilight Universe (tm) you've decided is most game-able. 3) Where you're spending the big bucks.

Thank you and good luck! (I hope this is fun and not, you know, annoying)

That would be a very silly thing for them to do.

Caveat

Twilight already is a video game: it's a visual novel. You are Bella Swan, first person point of view, checking out hottie mchottie across the hall. You don't know it, but the wrong action you take, even if it's arriving in the parking lot late: you die.

It's up to you to find Bella's golden path to survival which is in fact the Twilight novels we know and love.

Ordinarily, I'm a big skeptic of medium jumps without much thought, especially to and from video games as they usually don't transition well. However, in this case, we're already there.

You don't even have to change that much of the narrative structure since it's all in first person and we have the visuals as we know exactly what everyone looks like down to what exact shade of red their hair is.

There's not much for me to do.

But That Will Never Fly/Isn't What You Asked For

It sounds like this merger corporation doesn't really understand Twilight or video games which is not surprising. So, I have to make a real person video game which is just like that thing the kiddos are playing.

And since I'm going to hell anyway: I'm making a Twilight game that's RDR/GTA styled and we're going wild.

You're Bella Swan going to high school but you can wander around the town of Forks/the world at large and do whatever the fuck you want. This often gets you killed horribly. You go to Mexico: you're eaten by vampires. You go to Alaska: you get fucked by vampires and have a wild time in their sauna. You go to Egypt: some guy named Amun locks you in a tomb where you hang out with Benjamin, Tia, and Amun's angry wife. You can take missions for the Volturi, which they never asked you to do, and every time you collect a bounty a Volturi member will give you a weird look and ask "what the fuck is wrong with you/why are you here?" but you'll earn in game rewards as they publicly shame you.

You can also get into affairs with your human friends and ruin Jessica's love life, go to Prom with five people, and so on and so forth.

You can also get involved in the La Push community where they stare at you for being this person who clearly doesn't belong and try to seduce Leah into a lesbian love affair with you. (This is a very difficult quest, Leah's not impressed and very confused and going through it with Sam right now). You get to hear all of people's drama that's going on in the side lines.

The actual plot is dating Edward, and somehow, he doesn't notice all your wild adventures because he can't read your mind and while he's been stalking you every time you leave the state he loses your scent.

Your missions are surprisingly difficult as you have to avoid death by Edward by saying the right things and avoid death by everything else in the universe by navigating Port Angeles correctly (shockingly hard as the rapists somehow corner you at every turn). You also get missions during the Hallucination Edward arc as you have to do increasingly difficult and dangerous things to get Hallucination Edward to appear at which point your player character gets sweet sweet endorphins.

In the online player mode, where you've probably become a vampire, you can engage in vampire warfare where the losing condition is you killed too many humans so the Volturi come to kill all of you.

And yes, of course, there is an honor system but you blow it yourself as Bella's honor plummets during New Moon when she has to endanger herself and others to see Edward.

The money's going into a) graphics b) the sheer open worldness allowed in the number of quests, the random events, and all that good points.

Conclusion

I imagine they ask me how I will market this game to Twilight's audience, who are presumably the only ones who will play this game, and I claim, "Young women love grand theft auto!"

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #meta #headcanon #opinion

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perlukafarinn · 3 months

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Sexuality headcanons for the Stardew marriage candidates let's gooo (i know they're all functionally bisexual but this is just based on vibes):

Abigail: Bisexual. Makes out with girls while drunk "for fun", takes her until her mid 20s to admit it's legit same-sex attraction.

Alex: Gay and extremely closeted. The farmer is the first person to make him feel safe enough to acknowledge his sexuality.

Elliott: Pan. Won't even notice your gender until like three weeks into your relationship because he's too busy trying to come up with suitably beautiful similes for your eyes.

Emily: Ace and extremely romantic. The type of person who, if she lived in a city, would regularly fall in love with strangers on the street because she saw them skip over a crack in the pavement or whistle at a songbird or some shit.

Haley: Mean lipstick lesbian. Also my girlfriend, so back off.

Harvey: Straight malewife. Into women who want him to be the little spoon and who will listen to him ramble about his hobbies (but he also loves to hear you go off about your own hobbies so it's all good).

Leah: Bisexual, looking for "a kindred spirit". Her and Elliott are WLW/MLM solidarity.

Maru: Comes off as ace and aro because she's always so busy with her gadgets that she seems uninterested in human relationships. Actually a bisexual secret romantic, just wants someone to stargaze with.

Penny: Lesbian. But don't get involved if you can't support her tradwife fantasy lifestyle.

Sam: Mostly straight with one exception.

Sebastian: Quintessential bi emo kid. Sam's one exception.

Shane: No.

#stardew valley #abigail #alex #elliott #emily #haley #harvey #leah #maru #penny #sam #sebastian #shane #these are not up for discussion btw #(do i need to tag that as sarcasm? lmao)

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Kissing Strangers (Jessie Fleming x Reader)

Warnings: s3xual content

A/n: based off this request here

Prompt: In which jealousy leads to anger, leads to hurtful words and leads to a revaluation of your friendship with jessie fleming.

"Well fuck you! Fuck you for saying that Jessie because I cannot keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you!"

4 hours earlier

You hadn’t been doing well lately. At all. Your mental health was in the pits, your confidence was low and your only solution was clubbing. Which was a horrid solution considering you were a pro football player and you had a big game in 20 hours. The second leg of the UWCL quarter final would be crucial to say the least. You needed to keep the advantage in your favour. Which meant you, star winger, top league goalscorer could most definitely not come over there with a hangover.

But you drank anyways, alone, at a bar. And despite your intense lesbianism, you were letting men hit on you to buy you drinks. That was the source of this all, in fact. Being a lesbian. Being a lesbian who was head over heels for Jessie Fleming.

That woman was complicated. She has never been into dating, having always been hyper focused on sports, and then school, and then her career. So despite knowing her since you were 14, and despite being in love with her since you were 16, you had never gone anywhere. Not even a kiss, only teasing flirting that she could never return as it would have her blushing and stuttering furiously, at a loss for words.

The club was loud. It smelled like sweat, alcohol and bad decisions. Your latest bad decision being a 5 foot 6 blonde with a knack for dancing. You danced with her for a while, letting your hands ghost her sides. One thing led to another and you had her pressed up against a wall, making out with her.

She was the fourth woman tonight.

You weren’t proud of it, even less proud when you stumbled out of the bar, needing a lift home. You had lost your wallet but you were too drunk to realize the gravity of that situation.

You had your phone though, so you opened it and scrolled through your contacts. Magda? No way, captain mom would not be happy at all. Pernille? Captain moms girlfriend, nope. Jessie…? Fat chance, you didn’t want her to see you like this.

No money for a cab, no Chelsea player to call, scared they would tattle. You didn’t know what to do. You slouched down on a bench and then remembered. Sabrina D’angelo now was a Gunner. You played together for Canada, she would understand your Jessie situation and she wasn’t connected to any of the Chelsea girls. Perfect.

You pressed her contact and let the phone ring. After a couple seconds, she answered. You knew Sab stayed up late, so her voice didn’t seem one bit tired. "Hey y/n!" her voice said. You could hear music playing in the back. "Hey, Sab. Listen, can you come pick me up? I’m at a bar and… I’m drunk and I just-" you started saying. "Say less. I’ll be there in ten. Send me your location," she said.

Sabrina was reliable. She was there in exactly ten minutes, driving a fiat you knew wasn’t hers. "Whose car is that?" you asked, slurring your words and you stumbled towards her. "Leah’s," she answered, grabbing your arm and guiding you to the front seat. "Oh. You didn’t tell her anything, did you?" you asked. "Was I not supposed to?" she asked gently as you sat down. "Urgh. It’s fine just tell her not to say anything else, okay?" you said.

Sabrina nodded and then got into the drivers seat. You drove in silence for a while after giving the keeper the instructions to get to your apartment complex. "What is this about? This isn’t you. Getting drunk… going out when you have a crucial game in less than 24 hours… what’s going on?" she asked you.

You thought for a bit. What the hell were you supposed to tell her. No one knew about Jessie.

"I’m in love with Jessie and she’s never gonna love me back. So I was stupid and got drunk and I’ve been… I don’t know, Sab… I’ve been going around hooking up with people at bars to try and get my mind off of her," you confessed, leaning your head against the cold window. "Ah, so you’ve finally decided to admit it," she said to you, stopping at a red light. "What do you mean?" you asked her. "Come on now. We all know. Everyone knows you’re in love with her."

Sabrina dropped you off at your apartment complex and you were hoping to god that no one was out in the hallways. You had a good reputation. You were the neighbour that brought the groceries in for people and gave people cookies when you made too many. You didn’t want them to see this side of you.

So, you did your very best to summon any inch of you that was slightly sober to take over. It was 12:00 after all, so you doubted anyone would roam the halls. But still.

You made it to your apartment safe and sound and scanned your key card.

Stumbling into the appartement, hoping she wasn’t awake, you placed your phone on the counter and then kicked off your shoes. You opened the fridge to pull out the water pitcher in hopes of sobering up.

"Where the fuck were you?"

You groaned before you saw her. You closed the fridge door and then turned around. "Out," you said.

"You can’t go out! Especially when we have the most important game of the season tomorrow. You do know that it’s all our dream to win that championship, right?" the Canadian yelled. "Shut up," you groaned, pressing your head into your hands. "What did you say?" she spat back.

This wasn’t like her to get mad, and that’s when you knew that she wasn’t mad, but worried. "I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Jessie. I don’t know what happened…"

That was a lie. You knew exactly what happened. She had happened.

But Jessie was Jessie after all. And although she was a little angry, she still came up to you and laced you into a hug, which meant a lot because she was not one for hugs.

"Go sit on the couch. We need to make you the less hungover possible," Jessie said.

And that’s when she saw it.

That’s when her eyes landed on your neck which was covered in hickeys.

"Did you hookup with someone at the bar?" Jessie breathed out.

Now that, that was just jealousy. Her heart ached. Her mind raced. "So I was wrong, she’s not in love with me," she thought to herself.

Once you answered her, it was the alcohol talking. "One person, two, four… what’s the difference?" you laughed, stumbling to the couch.

Jessie felt like she had been punched in the gut.

"Four people? Jesus christ, y/n!" she said, a little louder than she wanted. This was not like her. Jessie was calm and collected, sweet, caring. She was not like this. "Calm down. It’s fine. It was just making out and touching. No actual sex," you rolled your eyes, lying down on the couch. "Sit up! I’m talking to you!" she said, towering over you. You sat up and looked at her with wide eyes. "You’re mad?" you said, question marks in your own eyes. "Yeah! You fucking bet I am, when did you start kissing random people in bars? When did you get so desperate? Are your standards that low? So low that you’ll choose a random girl at the bar over me?"

You hadn’t registered her last sentence. Your drunken mind only taking in her insults.

"Well fuck you! Fuck you for saying that Jessie because I cannot keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you!" You yelled at her, making your head throb.

Tears were streaming down your face and you had never felt more helpless.

"I pretend- I pretend they’re you. I kiss random girls at bars and hope that when I open my eyes it’ll be your eyes looking at me, your lips that had just kissed mine and your freckles on YOUR cheeks. I want you. But clearly I’m too much of a fucking slut for you," you growled.

That was the last thing you said to her until 9:00 PM the next day.

Jessie woke up at 7:30 and went out to get bagels. She was hoping to do something to make it up to you. She wanted to tell you she loved you back, but she was sure all feelings you had for her were gone. Despite having said she wanted to be the one you were kissing, she knew you hadn’t heard that part. And then it hit her that you had been so drunk that night that you probably remembered nothing from the night before.

You woke up at 10:00, your eyes bloodshot and swollen from crying, but you didn’t really know why.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and passed your hands through your hair. "Jesus," you groaned. You could recall a screaming match with Jessie, but about what you had no clue. It would come back to you eventually. You just assumed that if you couldn’t remember what happened, it wasn’t importent.

You walked out of your bedroom wearing grey sweat shorts and a tight cropped grey tank top, showing off your abs and arms.

You walked into the kitchen and made a hangover smoothie, hoping for the pain to be gone by 3:00 as that would be when you would leave for Stanford Bridge.

Jessie walked into the apartment twenty minutes after your wake, just as you poured the smoothie into a cup.

"Hi!" she said nervously, placing a bag of your favorite bagels on the table. "Hey," you smiled at her. "Listen, about last night, I was drunk, I didn’t mean anything I may have said. I literally don’t even remember anything I said but i guarantee you it was all bullshit. I’m sorry for getting drunk but i’m more sorry for yelling at you whatever it was about. But if I can’t remember it wasn’t important right?" you said, smiling and being light and calm.

Jessie felt as though she would throw up. You didn’t remember your confession to her, or her confession to you, or anything. It was all just forgotten.

"Yeah. Not important at all…" she said quietly, "I got bagels though!"

And then you were talking about Bagels and Lyon instead of the conversation you had stating you wished to be kissing each other.

You got into game mode the second you finished breakfast which meant your special game day routine with Jessie, the one you had been doing since you were 16. You first put on grey sweatpants with a grey tank top and put on some silver jewelry (your game day fit) and then filled up two huge water bottles full of ice for you and Jessie to drink before leaving. She walked out wearing her yellow and blue shorts with a cropped black tank top, showing off her sleeper build. You would only know how strong Jessie was when she flexed, which she never did, humble as she was.

And then you deep cleaned. You took on the kitchen while she tackled the living room.

Cleaning was therapeutic before games because if you lost, at least you wouldn't come home to a clustered and messy house, but if you won (especially big games like these) you could host your friends for drinks. So you scrubbed, dusted and decluttered every inch of the kitchen followed by your own bedroom and then hers. "Okay, Rock Paper Scissors on the washroom," you told her once you were both done. "I'll do it," she said. "But-it's the washroom," you said in confusion. "Its fine, I got it." So, you went into your room and tied your hair into a high ponytail and then into a braid.

By the time the washroom was clean, it was time to leave.

Everything happened in a blur. One minute you were in the car, and then in the changing room, then warming up, then playing, and then it was halftime, then suddenly the referee had awarded you a penalty kick. And thats when everything went right... and wrong.

Jessie hadn't started the game on the field but she came on when it went to added time. It was the 120th minute in which you stood in front of the ball, knowing that if you scored this, all would be right in the world. Or at least thats what you told yourself.

You kicked it... you scored, and you ran to the fans, you saw Jessie, and you remembered kissing 4 girls, and you jumped into Sam's arms, and you recalled telling Jessie you pretend the strangers you kissed were her, and you yelled 'fuck yeah' at the top of your lungs, and you remembered Jessie telling you she loved you back.

And then it was a penalty shootout.

You could barely watch. You only opened your eyes once you knew the shot had been taken, and of course when you scored your own penalty. And then Jessie scored hers, and before thinking, you rushed to her and kissed her head.

You wanted nothing more than to tell her you remembered everything, but you settled with putting your arm around her shoulders as Lyon took their penalty.

And then one thing led to another and Ann-Kat had just denied Lindsey Horan of her penalty, and you were going to the semis.

The atmosphere in the changing room was insane. Screaming, singing, crying, people were ecstatic. But the only thing on your mind was Jessie. While people started singing Take Me Home, Country Roads, you found the freckled midfielder. "Jessie," you said into her ear, making her turn away from Magda and Niahm. "Yeah?" she asked. "Can we talk?" you asked her.

She nodded and you dragged her into the washroom connected to the locker room. The second the door closed, things felt more silent. "I remember," you said quickly. "Not everything but the part where... Where I told you about how I kissed strangers and pretended they were you. And the part where you said something about me choosing random girls over you. Well... I choose you. I want you. I've always wanted you," you said to her, looking down at her with soft eyes.

Jessie’s eyes filled with tears. She had been wanting to hear those words for ages and the combination of the emotions of winning against the previous UWCL champions and your confessions had her tearing up.

But soon her tears turned full on sobs. Her head was in her hands as her body shook with tears.

Your eyes widened in worry as you asked yourself what you had done wrong. "Jess- I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to upset you I just-"

Your words were cut off, however, because Jessie’s hands were around your neck and her lips were pressed against yours.

You could feel the wetness of her teary cheeks on your own and it took you a couple seconds to snap out of your daze and put your arms around her waist to pull her in impossibly closer.

Once you needed air, you leaned your forehead against hers and looked into her eyes. "Are you okay?" you asked her gently. "I’ve never been better. I promise you. I’m just emotional. I’m happy we’re going to the semis, i’m so so happy I finally kissed you because i’ve been wanting to do it since I was 15 but im also just really homesick and I miss Elysse," she said to you.

You looked into her eyes and pressed another kiss to her lips.

"I know, but hey, we’ll have something good to tell her once we get home?" you said. "Yeah, not good though. Amazing," she whispered to you, giving you a stronger, more dominant kiss.

#woso fic #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #chelsea fcw #jessie fleming #canwnt

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eyesfullofsttars · 30 days

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☆ I've waited here for you, everlong...

Sypnosis: Ellie Williams, the guitarist of Lost in the Darkness, has questionable methods for handling her stage fright, which results in an accident where Abigail Anderson, a medical student, has to intervene.

Notes: God, this is so dumb, sorry, I'm a lesbian. Also, it's 1.97k words...

Warnings: This is just fluffy stuff with mentions of alcohol (should I put a warning for that?) But nothing more than Abby and Ellie being silly lesbians for each other, nothing sexual or anything!

Stage fright was a frequent challenge for Ellie, despite being the guitarist of Lost in the Darkness, her band. At times, the anxiety and pressure of stepping onto the stage overwhelmed her, feeling all eyes on her, scrutinizing every move and waiting for her to make a mistake.

This obstacle left her with sweaty hands, making it difficult to move her fingers to play the guitar strings, while her chest heaved with each breath, rising and falling incessantly, without giving her a moment to calm her mind.

Despite these challenges, Ellie had found a solution that, although not the healthiest or ideal, allowed her to continue doing what she loved most in the world: playing music, sharing her songs, and being part of Lost in the Darkness alongside her friends Dina and Jesse.

So, facing the consequences, without much thought before stepping onto the stage, Ellie turned to alcohol, taking a couple of shots to calm her nerves and silence the intrusive thoughts that invaded her mind.

That was Ellie's routine before taking the stage to play guitar in front of everyone, delivering a show without hesitation, knocking back shots of vodka continuously just minutes before any gig, even if it was just a modest one at the local bar— the band's current limit—performing in small venues packed with crowds drawn by their love for music.

The shift had been sudden for Ellie, transitioning from jamming in her old man's garage to local gigs and opening for bigger artists. In essence, the band was inching closer to success, but with each step forward, Ellie's fear mounted, seeking solace in alcohol to silence her racing thoughts.

Typically, it had the desired effect; it freed her, making her more outgoing, encouraging her to express herself more boldly, strumming the guitar freely on stage, harmonizing with Dina, charming the admiring girls. Instead of ignoring the bras tossed her way, she would boldly grab one, spinning it around her finger with a confidence fueled by alcohol.

Without alcohol, Ellie would regress to a mere girl with her guitar, tucked away in a corner, absentmindedly tapping her foot, gazing downward with her short hair obscuring her freckled face, lacking even a trace of the confidence that her natural guitar prowess deserved.

Alcohol was a solution that used to work, except Ellie never considered the possibility that her solution would end up complicating things even more.

Now, she was facing the consequences as her dirty Converse sneakers began to get tangled in the guitar cables while she stumbled around the stage in her drunken state.

Eventually, she ended up tripping over the cables and falling off the stage with a loud crash, eliciting screams of shock and surprise from the audience and causing both Dina and Jesse to express concern and rush to her side.

Abigail Anderson possessed a peculiar charm, extremely chic in her act of privacy, coupled with the money inherited from her family of doctors. She inherently embodied elegance, remaining private and reserved, avoiding public events unrelated to her agenda.

It felt like a privilege to have her attention, even a personal luxury to distract her from her primary responsibility, making appearances anywhere other than her classes, her father's private library, her country club playing tennis, or simply hosting a tea gathering at her apartment.

That's why accepting the invitation from her friends Leah, Nora, Owen, and Manny to go to a small local bar for beer and heavy rock music was a surprise to everyone but enthusiastically celebrated.

Taken as an acknowledgment that Abby needed a break from her upcoming exam season, during which she would disappear without being reachable by anyone for weeks.

So there was Abby, seated in one of the uncomfortable chairs of the small bar, her loose blonde hair with two braids hidden among its length, smiling faintly as she watched all her friends having fun, taking sips from her beer bottle, its scent mixing with her white tank top and light blue shirt.

Abby was gently swaying her head to the rhythm of the second song of the night by the band that had taken the stage, enjoying the guitar solo performed by the girl who elicited screams from all the women present, going wild over the presence of this girl with messy hair, black crop top, and denim jorts, whose body seemed to come alive as she played the strings with precision.

Until the guitar solo was abruptly interrupted by the loud and startling sound of a fall, causing the female voices to switch from desperate screams to gasps of shock, and the band quickly ran off the stage, everyone forming a circle around a spot without moving.

"Did the guitarist fall?" Abby heard that question more as an affirmation from Nora, which quickly caught her attention, making her turn to look at her with a furrowed brow, surprising the entire group.

Once it was established that the guitarist had indeed fallen off the stage, all eyes turned to Abby, the always sought-after option whenever something a medical student could handle occurred, but even more so for Anderson, coming from a family of doctors.

"I'll go check..." Abby whispered timidly, unsure of where to look as she noticed all her friends looking expectantly at her, knowing she was capable of helping in this situation.

Abigail slowly rose from her seat, setting down her beer, running her hand through her hair to clear her vision, and asking for permission as she made her way through the crowd to approach the scene. There, she found the guitarist lying on the ground, surrounded by her two concerned bandmates.

After regaining consciousness, the first thing Ellie remembers seeing is none other than an angel sent by the Lord to her, to take her to the afterlife. This moment would forever be etched in the memory of rock, as she passed away following her guitar solo.

At least she was bidding farewell to the world of the dead in peace after being in the presence of an angel, gently caressing her freckled face with gentle yet firm hands. Despite Ellie never being, nor ever will be, a religious person, she could begin to believe after this.

"Oh God, I'm so glad you woke up," Ellie hears the relieved female voice, managing to focus her clear gaze, snapping out of her reverie. "Are you okay?"

Ellie simply nods slowly, realizing that she was still alive, sitting outside the bar, leaning against the brick wall with the cold night air brushing against her exposed skin.

Her hand grazing over her eyes and as she does, her freckled skin becomes more marked with the black eyeliner already in place. However, this motion allows her to see the woman in front of her more clearly.

Strong features, smooth skin except for a sharp scar on the cheek, long blonde hair, concerned blue eyes focused on no one but her, and hopefully, it would always be this way, in addition to her strong hands, larger than Ellie's face, trying to offer some comfort to the guitarist.

No one was allowed to laugh at Ellie's naivety for mistaking that woman for an angel, not even to laugh, because who wouldn't have done the same?

"Who are you?" Ellie dares to ask, still staring at the woman, her green eyes meeting hers, feeling her heart beat even faster at the beauty before her.

"I'm Abigail. Abigail Anderson, I study medicine..." the woman responds and Ellie immediately gets distracted trying to associate Abby's face with that name, fascinated by the small detail. "Are you okay?"

Amidst the silence and observation, Abby slightly furrows her brow in concern, quickly placing Ellie's face between her hands to look for any signs of a concussion.

Though the closeness intimidates her, Abby tries to remain professional and ignore how attractive Ellie is, with her unusual vibe, smudged eyeliner, disheveled hair, and piercings shimmering in the night light.

"Does your head hurt?" Abby manages to get the words out to ask the right question, while her hands still caress Ellie's face, searching for any signs of pain or confusion.

Ellie shakes her head, feeling a little weak but comforted by Abby's presence. Abby's sweet touch is even more comforting for Ellie, who can't focus on any possible pain in front of her.

"No, everything's fine, I think..." Ellie responds in a whisper, attributing her headache to the mix of alcohol and the fall to the floor. "Thanks for caring, doc" she adds with a smile on her lips, the alcohol still in her system making her more confident and unafraid to flirt with Abby.

A giggle escapes Abby's lips as she sees Ellie's attitude, who quickly shakes her head, assuring her that she's fine. Despite everything, Abby remains concerned, removing her hands from Ellie's face.

"I'm glad you're feeling better," Abby whispers, avoiding Ellie's gaze. "Let me know if you feel worse or notice any other symptoms, tell me right away."

Abby's serious tone causes Ellie to snort, nodding obediently, letting Abby know she's listening. Perhaps Ellie misunderstood the situation, or her charms had no effect, or maybe her image lying on the floor wasn't the most attractive.

It's true, Ellie remembers with embarrassment the situation of being sprawled on the floor, completely mesmerized by Abby's image in front of her, caring for her without any ulterior motives. Shame washes over Ellie like the alcohol coursing through her veins, quickly sobering her to reality.

"Sorry..." Ellie mutters under her breath, unsure if Abby can even hear her, but she says it nonetheless, hoping to alleviate some of her humiliation.

Abby listens attentively, but she doesn't respond verbally, just nods quickly, seeking to reassure Ellie that everything is okay, unable to form a coherent sentence herself, longing for Ellie to regain her composure and speak again.

"Thanks for looking out for me. I really appreciate it..." Ellie speaks again, a small smile on her lips, which elicits a smile from Abby too, as if it were contagious, filling her with warmth.

Ellie attempts to rise from the ground on her own, bravely and abruptly, without worrying about the potential consequences, but before she can complete the action, Abby's hand extends towards her, offering assistance in a delicate manner that Ellie quickly accepts without hesitation.

"So... you're heading off alone now?" Abby asks, unsure if it's professional concern for Ellie's well-being or simply a desire to prolong their interaction a little longer.

Although Abby is adept at concealing her intentions, being reserved and formal, a woman who values her privacy, it seems impossible or challenging for anyone to read her and uncover her true motives. But this time, Ellie notices it, realizes it, and discerns the intention behind Abby's words.

Despite Ellie always leaving with her band, escaping from bars to be together, heading to another nightclub to continue the party, always repeating the same routine of getting drunk and picking up girls with the story of being in a band, Ellie nods her head slowly, a smile on her face for understanding what Abby truly means.

"I could use some more medical attention just in case," Ellie responds in an instant, too quick to seem disinterested, but still not trying to hide it beneath the guise of a small joke without taking it too seriously. "Will you walk with me?"

The words catch in Abby's throat, unable to speak as she sees Ellie's smile, her beautiful, freckled face, and that flirtatious yet timid intention mirroring her own. Unable to truly respond, Abby nods dumbly, quickly taking off her jacket and draping it over Ellie's shoulders, covering the sliver of skin exposed by the crop top.

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babiebom · 4 months

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How I felt about the bachelor/ettes my first time playing

A/N: mostly because my feelings about them have changed a great deal. Like don’t hate on me but I’ve disliked a lot of people due to first impressions. also I needed something to post since I’m writing very slowly because I’ve started work and have been sick for the last 509 years. I miss having free time to write. But a girl needs to make money I guess. The rest of the villagers will be in different parts!!

Tw: I hate more than half of them and am mean, cursing, maybe some sexual things but obviously not full on smut.

Wc: idk babe

Sdv Masterlist

Before we get into this I would also like to say that the way I met everyone was not on day one or day two. I think I met almost everyone like not one day at a time, but like I think it was after the Egg Festival that I had met everyone. ALSO the first time I played was with friends.

Sebastian

Immediately had a crush on the emo

Like going into the game I was like “I heard there was a town emo where is he?”

My friends also were like “you should find the emo”

Then when I found out his name I was like “?????from black butler?????”

“WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING YOUR ROOM????”

“can he PLEASE leave his room now”

“Oh my god I was too busy fishing and missed when he left his room”

I stood outside his room for days and that’s why I never met anyone.

Sam

Considered going after him instead of Seb for a minute

Like I actually thought he was super cute and sweet

Thought his hair was stupid and cackled for a minute

Sang sk8ter boy after I saw him on a skateboard

And by sang I mean I sang the entire song to myself while running around the map.

Also laughed at his anime hair

Shane

He was standoffish and I said that I would stalk him bc wtf is your problem

Literally I was like? I will make him want me so bad because he’s being mean.

I got over him after him being mean a couple times though then decided I wanted to make him depressed

Then found out he was actually depressed and felt bad

Harvey

I did not realize that he was a person because I never went into the clinic because I never needed to

Then when I met him I was like “OH YMCA!!!”

Idk why I thought ymca I’m so confused

Literally I never talked to him ever because I was focused on Sebastian.

Alex

I think he said something weird and I decided I wasn’t going after him

My friend then said HE was going after him because Alex was acting weird and y’know off to him bc he’s a guy( he does act different to men)

So I’d decided I wanted to mess with him and said “oh no I’m ALSO going to Alex’s house”

To which he told me to back off

Both me and my friend are petty enough to go after people that say they dislike us like absolutely not you’re not allowed

Elliott

I thought he was an asshole

Not because he said something mean

But because he kept talking like a rich guy that knows everything

It annoyed me

I also thought he looked like the love interest on the cover of a weird romance novel

Then he said something about a crab in his pocket and I was like oh he’s me but not afraid of sea animals okay

Penny

Lmao me

She was reading under a tree and was very awkward

Also I thought she was really pretty

Like insanely pretty

I think I chose her as the woman that I would marry if I were into women and not obsessing over Sebastian.

Leah

I thought she was Penny and got VERY confused bc wasn’t she just wearing a skirt wtf

Then realized they were different

Then my friend decided she was going after her

So I decided that I wanted to befriend her because why not

I just like being a menace in games

Also thought she was a Lesbian immediately.

Haley

I WOWOWOWK

I thought she was the HOTTEST woman in the game

Then tried to befriend her

And she gave me mean girl vibes so I decided that I hated her

Literally made me feel like I was in school and being made fun of

Avoided her after that because absolutely not.

Maru

BLACK GIRL BLACK GIRL BLACK GIRL

Technically mixed BUT BLACK GIRL

If you cannot tell I am a black girl and I got excited at the depiction of a black person that is nerdy and smart like actually

Thought she was very socially awkward like MAAM what?

I think I met her once then the next time I saw her was at one of the festivals?

Maybe it was the Luau when I finally talked to her again

And she just SLLLLLURPs

And I’m like????ok that’s gross but mood

Emily

I wish my hair was still blue

Literally my first thought

Then I was like??????? Who is this lady dancing wtf

I’m pretty sure I briefly met her during the first time I played with my friends but only like I clicked through her words so fast because I wanted to finish the meet everyone task so I could fuck Sebastian

So when I finally played alone and took the time to get to know people I was like???? Where’d she come from???

Abigail

*clears throat* WIIIIIIITCH

Also I disliked her a lot

I’m pretty sure I hated her more than I hated Haley

And I’m pretty sure it was because her dialogue was like “go away” or something and I was annoyed like bitch this is the first time I’m talking to you wtf

Then she said something about being disappointed she couldn’t go on the farm anymore because I’m there and I decided to take it offensively because I already disliked her

I thought she was pretty but that was overshadowed by the worst first impression.

Then I found out her and Sebastian were paired and got in the way so many times

Like I actually blocked her from going into his house by standing there so she couldn’t get in

Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a “omg girl likes my man she needs to get a life” thing

It was more of a “I dislike her because she was mean to me now she’s no longer allowed to go in here only I am because I wanna be mean.”

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wlfpet · 1 year

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ABBY ‘WAR MACHINE’ ANDERSON

—short thoughts

• A honey girl, always keeps a summer tan, usually from working out on the quad all day. Practically glowing all of the time and the girls are insane about it.

• Sorry, the braid is dead. Only ever really wears it on the rugby field, and when she’s walking around campus, her hair is usually down, or up in a bun and held back with a sweatband. Whatever mental image you’re conjuring in your mind, it’s correct. Even that one.

• Her father is the country’s premier neurosurgeon, and he’s donated a lot of money to Jackson University. A library there, a faculty building there, even refurbishing the rugby field for the season. He practically gives a blank check each year, and because of this, consequences don’t really exist for Abs and she gets away with any and everything. The reason why she has an air fryer in her dorm and the RAs pretend like they don’t see it.

• Proud community strap. Was notorious freshman year for having a rotating cycle of girlfriends and side pieces. ‘Those are not healthy coping mechanisms, Abby.’ Her therapist says, but is there really any better way to ease your mind that slipping deep into a warm body, tight and soft and wet? No, probably not.

• Has the prettiest smile, smiles with her eyes, always so charming with plump, kissable lips. Has perfect teeth, never missed a dentist appointment and gets check ups religiously. Had braces in the 10th grade and when she had her first kiss with a girl she cut her lip and it bled all down her mouth. She probably fainted idk.

• Girl himbo (I know what I said.) butch himbo? Butchbo? Actually super smart and well read, majoring in animal science to become a vet tech. Spends a lot of her time in the school library, when she’s not on the field, or at a party, or in a stranger’s bed. Or in her own bed, nursing a hangover, whatever’s more common.

• Still roommates with Manny since freshman year. Originally she got set up with Leah, who then of course wanted to room with her boyfriend, who was conveniently dorming with Manny. A little form-filling here, some schmoozing there, a little ‘my dad owns this school’ over yonder and it was a match made in heaven. Nobody has a deeper, more intimate connection than a butch lesbian and her boy best friend.

• Terribly afraid of needles. She can’t pinpoint specifically what she has against them but they inspire the same nausea in her that heights do, so when she can she steers clear of them. In a turn of drunken, reckless events, Manny convinced her to get her ears pierced, because pretty girls love stud earrings, obviously. By the time the piercer did one ear, Manny had to carry her out of the parlor because she had COMPLETELY passed out.

• Between classes and practice, she forgot to clean her piercing and her ear got infected. She had two large-scale mental breakdowns; the first when she woke up leaking and burning from her ear, which had already sucked the metal halfway into the flesh, and the second, when her dumbass roommate said, “it’s okay, man. I have pliers, I can pull it out for you and then you’re good as new.” She almost threw up.

• The great piercing debacle of ‘21 ended in her calling up her dad, bawling, because she didn’t know what to do, Manny sitting on the couch listening to her freak the fuck out in the bathroom. “This is what happens when you put foreign objects into your body, Abs.” He chided, as *another* needle was plunged into her skin —local anesthetic— before he sliced open her earlobe with a scalpel.

• The proud driver of a cherry-red enclosed Jeep Wrangler, fully paid off by her dad as a highschool graduation gift, an upgrade from the white Audi she got as a 16th birthday present. She gets it rewrapped every six months —the ice blue was real popular with the ROTC girls, the olive green got the environmental club girls out of their panties, the red and black is a pretty good catch-all— (school colours, by the way!)

• Gets her car detailed once every two weeks, the back seat has those mud mats laid down. they’re not for mud.

• Retired horse girl, ALMOST got a pony for her fourteenth birthday! Then, shit happened… and she didn’t get the pony for her fourteenth birthday.

• Loves revenge and power plays, actually! It’s her specialty at this point😚 Got into some medium-tier beef with some dickhead on campus, and somehow his mouth got ahead of him and ended with her being branded as the town’s bulldyke. Interestingly enough, the day didn’t end in Anderson-typical violence. Instead, as one does, she trailed him home one day, borrowing Nora’s black sedan for recon. Just for field research, obviously!

• In the interest of honesty, Abs was definitely planning on stealing the wheels off of his car, or putting bleach in his gas tank, —sugar is a myth, just so you know— until she saw the most beautiful creature strolling out of the house and into a white SUV. Then, her plan changed for absolute scorched-earth total destruction, to an excruciating slow-burn.

• The next week, while shopping at the grocery store which she totally didn’t drive 30 minutes out of her way to go to, she had her first meet cute, coincidentally, with a gorgeous 40-something that just so happened to be some asshole’s mom.

• Before she knew it, she was fucking her on every surface in her house, —artfully furnished, great feng-shui— the kitchen, the bathroom, her marital bed, the couch, essentially the full tour, until they got to her son’s bedroom. Kept a mental note, and when she excused herself to the bathroom she probably erased all of the little shit’s PlayStation saves, too.

• When you start fucking a guy’s mom, it changes you. Your wardrobe especially. Including an arsenal of completely coincidental, just for fun slogan tees, with hits like “I ❤️ HOT MOMS!” “PROMOTED TO DADDY” and a personal favourite, “MAN, I LOVE FISHING!”

* And of course, she comes back to campus fresh off of a 3 hour stint of eating out a woman twice her age, to greet her new best friend with a smile and a, “Hey, your mom makes a good apple fritter! Dessert was fuckin’ greaaat, too! Practically finger lickin’ :)”

* CEO of revenge, comedically evil.

#tiki writes #college!abby #au: jack!u #abby anderson blurb #abby anderson ff #Abby Anderson au

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pjharvey · 7 months

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GAYEST pj harvey songs. not strictly in order just a starting guide incase any gay people who follow me still don’t listen to her. some of these selections require explanations which will follow.

yuri-g

catherine

o stella (“is it gay or religious imagery?” type vibes here which i know lots of you go nuts over)

my beautiful leah (kind of liability “i’ll go home to the girl i love” vibes bc leah was inspired by pj herself and her own mental breakdown while writing is this desire. but also like. hello. EVEN AS I HELD HER SHE WENT OUT LOOKING FOR SOMEONE)

man-size

the letter (letter writing is lesbian behavior.)

the garden (this one is about a gay male couple and i almost forgot to include it cos i was focused on the other end of things but it is the one explicitly homosexual song here)

big exit (BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE BEAUTIFUL GIRLS I JUST FEEL LIKE IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD!!!)

this is love (back when i still had tiktok i once saw someone on there include this song on a “sapphic love songs” list in a video in full confidence. along with a bunch of songs by actual lesbi artists. i lol’ed a bit)

the pocket knife (gay subtext in the same way merida from the movie brave is gay subtext. very possible the protagonist really feels she is too young to get married. but also she specifically doesn’t want a wedding DRESS, and keeps talking about her pocket knife and its shiny blade. lowkey butch of her.)

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babygirlbites · 19 days

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Can you please please please have one where Leah is the reader's lesbian awakening? Like... No no the reader is totally straight, she is just... Always staring longingly at girls whenever she's not paying attention, that's totally platonic and straight tho! And sure,she never finds any guys attractive but could gush about girls all day long but that is just because girls are so much prettier... In a platonic way, of course.

And there is absolutely no reason why reader was so reluctant to give Leah back her jacket... Or the fact she unconsciously snuggled into it after someone pointed out as a joke that it looked like a claim.

This, this is totally straight... (It is in fact, very much not straight)

I don’t think you realise how close to home this has hit for me.

Like - CLOSE to home.

As a lesbian myself - this is a cannon event, I can not step in.

Like imagine this for a second;

You’re around the bonfire with Leah’s hoodie wrapped around you; and it just smells so much like her and the more you cuddle in the more it smells like her right?

And that’s like completely normal friendship shit

You’re sniffing her hoodie, like any other pal would

And you’re trying to be so subtle about it at first, but as the night wears on and the fire starts to fill your nostrils and cling to the warm clothing, you have to really fight to chase that Leah smell

So by this point you’re pretty much huffing her collar to get any Leah remnants.

“ if you went to kiss her just kiss her” i feel like it would be either Paul or Jake, everyone’s noticed your not so platonic feelings for Leah but nobody dares mention it other than those two jokers

“ what are you even talking about” you’re instantly defensive and that’s how they know they have you

“ it’s just so obvious that you love her, that’s all” they would say, looking around the others for confirmation, but everyone else is too scared to agree, they all see it but they also have a valid fear of angry Leah Clearwater

“Of course I love her, she’s my best friend” it’s a lie and you know it, because although she IS your best friend - you know you love her in a way you don’t love your other friends.

As in, in the way that you want to feel her warm lips against yours, to taste her breath in your mouth.

Which is crazy because you’re completely not into girls.

I mean there was that girl in summer camp who used to play with your hair and it would give you full body tingles

And there was also the fact that everytime you slept with a boy it felt like an out of body experience, and not the good kind.

And if you’re completely honest with yourself; there is the fact that you once went skinny dipping with Leah while drunk and you think about it every time you’re in the shower.

You’re chewing over these suppressed ideas and feelings with such concentration that you miss the sad look in Leah’s eyes when she is again labled just the best friend.

To Leah, none of this is obvious.

In your recollection of summer camp, the girl is just that, just a friend.

You sleeping with men is just that, you sleeping with men.

And she sure remembers skinny dipping with you, but she doesn’t know that you cling to it the same way she does on late night when she should be asleep.

And so on the walk back, she asks you; because she can’t keep it in any longer,

“ do you really think kissing me would be that bad?”

You almost laugh, but you catch yourself before you do, because there’s so much uncertainty in her voice and when you dare to look at her face, you can see such strong vulnerability behind her fake half smile.

And in that moment you realise, maybe it is worth the risk.

What’s a kiss between friends?

I mean girls do it all the time right?

So you turn around to face her, you take a step closer - not missing how she loses a full breath at your boldness.

And you kiss her.

It’s not much more than a peck on the lips, all you have the confidence for.

It’s just long enough for her to taste whats left of the lip gloss you applied earlier that night.

Just long enough for you to feel the softness of her plush lips against your own.

And then you back away, as if burned.

Your brain suddenly catches up with the rest of your body

And oh my fucking GOD, did you actually just kiss LEAH

What were you thinking?

You start to gather an apology, her wild eyes searching yours for some kind of confirmation that you did actually just do that

Before you can even get the words out she’s on you, faster than what should be humanly possible.

Her hands are on your cheeks and her lips are on yours, but this time it’s not a peck.

It’s years of hidden glances, stolen touches and late night fantasies rolled into one.

Your lips part in a gasp, or a moan? You’re not sure

And she takes the chance to slip her tongue into your mouth, her taste consuming all of your senses.

Your body goes limp, your hands grasping out to cling to her so you don’t fall, landing in her hair and knotting into her dark locks.

Her hands move from your cheeks, one on your hip and one on your back to keep you secure.

And if your brain was able to think of anything other than Leah in that moment, you would probably reach the realisation that

This is not how straight girls kiss

#twilight saga #imagine #twilight #imagines #quileute #leah clearwater #leah clearwater headcannon #leah clearwater x y/n #leah clearwater x reader

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