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Orange Is The New Black OC Masterlist
Name: Alicia Cross
Face Claim: Ashley Benson
Love Interest: Natalie Figueroa
Fic Title: Cross My Heart
Plot Summary: Alicia Cross is a computer coder and hacker. That’s what winds her up spending two years in Litchfield. But, with her skills, she’s able to help boost the prison’s security system, and earn herself a cozier stay under the watch of Natalie Figueroa.
Name: Bambi Velazquez
Face Claim: Camila Mendes
Love Interest: Carol Denning
Fic Title: Deer In Headlights
Plot Summary: Renata was a girl who had it all, a close family, a loving fiancé and the biggest wedding money could buy being planned for her, until it all came crashing down. It turns out her perfect fiancé wasn’t all he was cracked up to be and Renata takes it upon herself to set him straight, but she takes things too far. Now convicted of manslaughter, she’s sent to Litchfield Max. That’s where she becomes known as Bambi. Now she’ll have to choose the right people to ally herself with in order to survive.
Name: Becc Salinger
Face Claim: Julia Garner
Love Interest: Alex Vause
Fic Title: Lock & Key
Plot Summary: A young and ambitious undercover police officer gets herself thrown into Litchfield to uncover the drug trade going on within its walls. She has to play the part and fit in with gen pop while keeping her eye open for suspicious activity. Yet Alex Vause is on to her. Cornering her one day, Alex has a proposition, she won’t rat her out to the rest of the inmates if she agrees to get Alex out early. While it’s technically something she can’t promise, she agrees anyway, if Alex will help her get dirt on those involved with the drug ring. It’s a dangerous game that could get them both killed if it goes south, but what’s life with no risk?
Name: Bodhi Maines
Face Claim: Emilie De Ravin
Love Interest: Suzanne Warren
Fic Title: Handle With Care
Plot Summary: Bodhi Maines' only crime was that she cared too much. Well, that and forgery of medical records. While trying to help a particularly troubled patient get the care they needed, Bodhi crossed a few lines, which landed her in Litchfield Penitentiary. Despite her circumstances, she remains the ray of sunshine she always was, at least on the outside. It’s only with Suzanne Warren that she finds she can express her real feelings about the whole thing and work towards some sort of acceptance of her crimes and herself.
Name: Donatella Chernov
Face Claim: Gage Golightly
Love Interest: Red Reznikov
Fic Title: We've Got Time
Plot Summary: Donatella is a wild mob princess, getting too comfortable with her life. To teach her restraint, her father has her arrested for drug possession. She gets a sentence of six months in Litchfield. During the riot however, she gets more time that not even her father can get her out of.
Name: Romy Maldonado
Face Claim: Lindsey Morgan
Love Interest: Aleida Diaz
Fic Title: Cellblock Angel
Plot Summary: Romy Maldonado has always kept to herself for as long as she’s been at Litchfield. She's serving time for a non violent offense, and her quiet nature has helped her stay under the radar. Yet Romy's life takes a dramatic turn when she meets Aleida Diaz. Despite her desire not to get involved with anyone while she’s behind bars, Romy can’t seem to take her mind off Aleida. And when someone comes after her, Litchfield gets to see Romy's dark side. Romy becomes Aleida's guardian angel within the prison walls and Aleida learns to trust and depend on someone in a way she never has before.
Name: Thea Reynard
Face Claim: Rosa Salazar
Love Interest: Nicky Nichols
Fic Title: Can’t Quit You
Plot Summary: Known to the inmates of Litchfield as Lez Bait, Thea Reynard is thought to be far too pretty and kind hearted to do her job efficiently, but she can be assertive when she needs to. During the time when Boo and Nicky face off to see who can get the more points for bagging the most girls, Nicky sets her sights on Thea. When winning over Thea turns out to be easier than she planned, Nicky ends up in a sticky situation when Thea can’t quite let their encounter go. Boo thinks it’s hilarious and Nicky wishes she wasn’t starting to have a soft spot for her.
#orange is the new black ocs#oitnb ocs#oc: alicia cross#oc: bambi velazquez#oc: donatella chernov#oc: romy maldonado
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hey, I've been in a bit of an artist block for a while, so have some. random doodles of my OCs, Abby and Angel.
they're from a lesbian prison love story I'm writing called The Price Of Freedom, which I've totally not been neglecting or putting off writing lmao. (chapter five will be posted.... eventually...)
I kinda just wanted to draw some stuff. some silly doodles and memes and stuff. I'll probably do more of these for my other OCs later on.
#dostxt#my art#dospics#pixel art#maebhdos#my OCs#Abigail Price#Avelyn O'Neil#the price of freedom#my writing#prison uniform#maid dress#I'm totally not ripping off oitnb
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So sorry! Forgot the emoji!!
❤️ GENRES AND TROPES
✱ — angst.
✱ — war.
✱ — romance.
✱ — horror.
✱ — mystery.
✱ — religious themes.
✱ — forbidden love.
✱ — supernatural.
✱ — historic & alternate worlds.
✱ — aliens.
✱ — fantasy.
✱ — post apocalyptic.
✱ — trauma.
✱ — lgbt+
FANDOMS
✱ — the hunger games
✱ — star trek
✱ — avatar: the last airbender
✱ — twilight
✱ — marvel (focusing on the black widow program)
✱ — john wick
✱ — the 100 (focusing on the grounders)
✱ — game of thrones
✱ — scandal
✱ — criminal minds
✱ — alien v. predators
✱ — resident evil
✱ — harry potter
✱ — oitnb or wentworth
✱ — sons of anarchy
✱ — the cabin in the woods
✱ — the descent
✱ — until dawn
✱ — call of duty
✱ — assassin's creed
✱ — vampire academy
✱ — squid games
✱ — hannibal
✱ — underworld
✱ — fallout
✱ — the wilds
✱ — i also have a ton of original ideas.
REQUIREMENTS
✱ — 21 & older. (writer & characters)* — i'm 28 years old, please do not attempt to message me if you're under the age requirement.
✱ — novella / lit. / adv lit.* — i require a writing sample. i put a lot of effort into my writing and i'd like the same as well.
✱ — voice any concerns / hiatuses.*
✱ — socialize.* — i enjoy getting to know the people i create stories with, if it isn't too much to ask then allow me to understand who you are.
✱ — experienced.* — i'd prefer not to roleplay with anyone who's inexperienced.
✱ — long term partner.*
✱ — realistic fc / description.*
PREFERENCES
✱ — mature / melancholic themes.
✱ — preferably not have a ton of triggers, but please don't be weird.
PAIRINGS
✱ — F x F (preferred)
✱ — M x F
ABOUT
✱ — cst timezone.
✱ — talkative after warming up, prefer making lasting friends. i have people i'm friends with for years and have movie nights with etc.
✱ — i'm huge on all kinds of music and pinterest.
✱ — if i'm not responding it's perfectly fine to double text / ping me
✱ — i work from home so my schedule is frequently open, unless i state otherwise to you. (if you don't have a lot of time on your hands please don't message me < 3)
CONTACT
if my post has caught your eye, then don't be afraid to send me a friend request, you can come to me with a plot / setting in mind or we can discuss one amongst ourselves. please inform me of your age, name, pronouns and triggers once you do. also, a writing sample is required.
give a like and anon will get back to you
#hunger games rp#star trek rp#avatar the last airbender rp#twilight rp#marvel rp#john wick rp#the 100 rp#game of thrones rp#scandal rp#criminal minds rp#alien v predator rp#resident evil rp#harry potter rp#oitnb or wentworth rp#sons of anarchy rp#the cabin in the woods rp#the descent rp#until dawn rp#call of duty rp#assassins creed rp#vampire academy rp#squid games rp#hannibal rp#underwold rp#fallout rp#the wilds rp#fandom rp#fandom roleplay#oc roleplay#oc rp
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𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 (𝟭𝟴+)
"𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛𝙛!"
WHEN THE bell rang indicating that class was over I got up from my seat and walked towards my locker waiting for Carol to come out of her class.
I opened up my locker to get what I needed for my next class but felt someone tap my locker. I raised my eyebrow and moved the locker door so I could see who it was. I saw that familiar blond hair and striking blue eyes. It was Rosalie.
She smiled at me and waved.
"Hi Penny!" I cringed a little at the smile but nodded my head in acknowledgement.
"Hey? what's up?" She moved slightly closer to me which made me even more confused.
"Umm so I know it might be a long shot but since we haven't been able to talk with each other I was wondering if you're free?"
I was gonna say something before a familiar voice cut me off. I turned around and smiled seeing Carol walking up to me from her bio class. She had a soft like gaze when she saw me.
But it immediately hardened once she saw Rosalie who was a little too close to me for her comfort "you again?" She said making sure to emphasize the word loud and clear.
Rosalie backed away slightly with a frown on her face and said with a slight attitude "I'm sorry who are you?" Carol's gaze hardened even more as she raised an eyebrow at the girl.
"I don't think that's any of your damn business" she said through gritted teeth I looked down to see her clenching her fist a little and I rolled my eyes a little at her actions.
"Well I was asking Penny something and you kind of interrupted it so can you please move?" Carol stepped closer to Rosalie due to their height difference.
Carol was basically towering over her. She looked at her with a challenging look and said "or what you gonna make me?" Rosalie backed up some more before scoffing and backing away.
She turned back around and looked at me "I'll talk to you later Penn when you're more... alone" she looked Carol up and down before walking away.
Carol saw the way she looked at her and tried to lunge at her disappearing figure but I held her back just in time "that mean person only I call you that!" She said struggling in my arms.
"Calm down Carol it's literally not a big deal" she yanked herself out of my grip with a huff.
"Not a big deal, are you blind it's bluntly obvious she likes you!" she grumbles crossing her arms. I looked around and saw some weird looks from passing people. I ignored it and looked back at Carol.
I snickered at her grumpy pout and leaned against my locker.
"You're so adorable when you're jealous," I remarked. I noticed her ears turning pink as she shot me a glare and stormed off to gym class. I followed behind her, amused by the situation.
The rest of the day was unbearable for Carol because Rosalie, unaffected by her threat, kept talking to me and engaged in conversation whenever she could.
In my final class, calculus, I was relieved to see Carol there. However, the downside was that Rosalie was also in the class, sitting next to me.
A paper was tossed onto my desk, causing confusion. I glanced at Carol, who also looked over at the paper. I picked it up and opened it, reading the words.
"So, what do you think about hanging out?" I looked at Rosalie, who was smiling at me. I raised an eyebrow and focused my attention back on the paper.
Within seconds, Carol ripped the paper from my hand and tore it into pieces. She threw the pieces at Rosalie, saying, "Get lost," with a glare before leaning back in her seat.
As soon as class ended, Carol grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the classroom before Rosalie could say anything to me. Finally, we arrived at our last period.
"Okay, Carol, you can stop dragging me. Rosalie isn't in this class," I said as she released my sore wrists. She didn't respond, simply walking to her seat without acknowledging me.
"Are you really going to give me the silent treatment, Carol?" I asked. She responded by flipping me off without even looking in my direction. I chuckled and nodded, twirling my pencil between my fingers as I leaned back in my seat.
The school day came to an end, and Carol and I walked out of the classroom and through the front doors with the rest of the students. We headed straight to my car, got in, and closed the doors.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes until Carol finally spoke up. "Sorry for earlier," she muttered under her breath, just loud enough for me to hear.
"It's alright, I apologize for Rosalie's behavior if she upset you," Carol simply rolled her eyes when her name was mentioned.
"It's alright, but I still don't like her," I smiled at her remark and started the car, driving away from the school.
"By the way, did you complete the homework for that class?" I nodded in response to her question.
We arrived at my house and I turned off the car. We both got out.
"Would you like to spend the night here? Gabi will be at a friend's house until tomorrow," I asked, unlocking the door. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Sure, I don't have anything better to do anyway." We entered the house, and I made sure to lock the door behind us.
We walked upstairs to my room and sat down on the bed. She kicked off her shoes and let out a sigh of relief as she lay down. I turned on the TV and lay down right next to her.
"School is so tiring," she groaned, leaning her head back on the pillows.
"Absolutely," I replied, rolling over onto my side and pulling her closer to me. I began placing gentle kisses on her neck.
She giggled slightly, wrapping her arms around me and tilting her head back to give me better access.
"Do you really want to do this now?" I connected my lips with hers, slipping my tongue into her mouth. I pulled her onto my lap, caressing the exposed skin of her waist.
My hands moved down to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She groaned, grinding her hips against mine. We moaned into each other's mouths, and I increased the pace of her movements.
"Oh, God," I groaned.
We broke away from the kiss to catch our breath.
"Does that answer your question?" she smirked, roughly cupping my chin and pressing her lips back against mine. I flipped us over, pinning her down by her wrists.
She bit her lip, looking up at me with eyes filled with desire, swollen lips, and tousled hair.
I unbuckled her pants and removed them from her legs. She shivered slightly from the slightly chilly atmosphere in the room.
While I was taking off her pants, she took the opportunity to remove her shirt, leaving herself partially unclothed. I squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bra, and she let out a soft moan.
She leaned up and reached behind her back, unclipping her bra and removing the material before grabbing the back of my neck roughly connecting her lips with mine again. I use one of my hands to fondle her breasts pinching her pink nipple.
"Fuck" she softly groans I gently place my hand in her underwear and caress her slowly.
She grasped the back of my neck, tilting her head back on my pillows, her mouth opening wide. I smirked and decided to escalate things by inserting two fingers into her wetness. She squealed, her cheeks turning red, and her breathing becoming faster.
I moved my finger faster, aroused by her loud moans. "Oh my god!" she cried out, gripping the pillows. I withdrew my fingers, much to her disappointment.
She sulked at me while breathing heavily, but I just kissed her cheek and leaned down to her ear.
"Tell me what you want cupcake," I whispered huskily, feeling her shiver. She pulled me down to her level and whispered in my ear, "use the strap." I smirked and opened my dresser, retrieving the strap.
I put it on, ensuring it was secure. Once I was certain, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach, raising her hips. I align myself with her and pushed inside.
"Ohh god!" she squealed, gripping the pillow tightly. I began moving inside her, hearing the sounds of her arousal with each thrust.
She moaned, spreading her legs slightly, and moved her ass back against me, trying to match my movements. I growled, gripping her hips tighter, and pounded into her.
"Oh yes, yes Penn!" she cried out.
I grabbed her hair in a ponytail, yanking her head up to look at me. She yelped at the sudden action, but it ceased when I pulled her into a passionate kiss.
I slid my tongue into her mouth, tasting the flavors of candy and cigarettes. We broke away, and I sucked on her neck, jawline, and shoulders.
"Don't give me any more hickeys, my dad will fucking kill me," she whimpered. I rolled my eyes, slowing my movements, much to her dissatisfaction.
"He can disregard my existence for all I care. You are mine, and everyone will fucking know that ," I growled.
She pulled me back into the kiss, moaning into my mouth as I increased the pace of my thrusts. I squeezed her neck a little, taking her bottom lip between my teeth and gently pulling it back.
I pulled her hair harder, and she let out a loud moan/groan. "Do you have a little kink, Care?" I chuckled darkly and she gave me a wide smirk.
"Maybe I do," She giggled out, licking her top teeth.
I snarled and began forcefully thrusting into her, gripping her hip with one hand and yanking her hair with the other.
She screamed, desperately clutching onto the headboard as it slammed against the wall, but I couldn't care less.
I pushed her upper body down, leaving only her lower half raised, her nails digging into the sheets. "You're so damn sexy, babe," I whispered.
She moaned loudly into the sheets, her eyes stuck in the back of her head, the sounds of skin clapping and her loud moans filled the room. She turned her head and locked eyes with her, her mouth agape and the only thing that came from her were moans.
I stuck two fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them and moaned under her breath. She whimpered when I delivered two hard smacks to her ass.
"Ow! Fuck!" She whimpered.
I felt her clench around the strap but I wasn't done with her yet I withdrew my fingers from her mouth and smacked her ass again.
I pulled out of her and flipped her over so that she was on her back.
"Go put your flannel back on" I said she gave me a puzzled look but got from under me grabbing her flannel off the floor and putting it back on without buttoning it up.
I pulled her back onto the bed and she bit her lip giving me a smirk "Oh this is definitely a sight to see" I muttered biting her earlobe she sighed and rubbed my back.
"Don't cum without my permission ok?" she nodded her head and I slid the strap back inside of her, she gasped and her legs instantly locked around my waist on instinct I continued my pace grunting.
She pulled me down into a kiss moaning in my mouth when I hit her at a deeper angle.
"Penn!" She whined gripping my arms.
"I really shouldn't be giving you anything with that attitude you gave me earlier today" she grips the pillows above her head smirking at me lustfully.
"Yet you still are-" I grab her throat tightly, cutting her off and she whines at the sudden action, her hands grabbing onto the arm.
I drilled into her wetness driving her insane her hands gripping my arm crying out in ecstasy
"What were you saying?" I giggled devilishly Carol spreaded her legs and pouted at me with hooded eyes and connected her lips with mine I wiped some sweat off her forehead before going down and rubbing her clit roughly with my hand
"Yes, yes, yes!" she squealed. I felt her clench around the strap and I clicked my tongue at the fact that she tried to release without telling me.
I flipped us over and let her ride me. She whined and placed her hands on my chest squeezing my breasts through my bra.
Her flannel was hanging off her shoulders exposing her bouncing tits which I squeezed together in my hands.
Her hands moved from my chest to her thighs. I inched my hands down to her ass and made her bottom half move faster.
"Yes! Right there!" She squealed, putting her hands on either side of my head. I moved her hair from her face and pulled her into a heated kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth silencing her sounds.
I broke the kiss and she leaned back up the moment she clenched around the strap I made her stop.
She whined at the sudden stop and I pulled out flipping us back over and spread her legs open and leaned down placing a long lick at her dripping cunt she squeaked digging her hand in my hair.
I nibble a little on her sensitive bud.
"You wanna cum real bad don't you?" she tried to grind her hips into my face but I held them down.
"Answer me" I snarled and she quickly nodded her head.
"Y-yes please Penn!" That's all I had to hear and went back to sucking on her clit, her juices coating my mouth, her hands went into my hair tugging harshly.
"Yes baby yes right there!" I felt myself getting aroused by her noises that I didn't even know were possible.
I plunged my tongue into her hole hitting her weak point raising her sounds "Oh fuck, fuck, more," she said, all breathy and desperate.
I leaned my hand up gripping her boob in my hand and added my fingers once again doubling the pleasure she mewled her hips bucking up desperately to meet my movements.
I felt her clench around my fingers and I pulled away when she was right around the corner to her orgasm before she could say anything I kissed her cheek cutting her off
"Don't worry baby this is the last thing?" I cooed.
I got her back on her hands and knees and arched her back a little before pushing back in but I didn't move. Carol's head snapped to me wondering why I wasn't moving.
"Go ahead you wanna cum so bad fuck yourself"
She wasted no time and instantly moved her ass back against me while I held onto the bed board above her head. Her moans were frantic and very loud the more rougher she got with her movements.
The sounds of skin on skin contact was very loud too. If you passed by the room you could definitely tell what we were doing.
She gripped the bed sheets tightly and cried out when she hit her g-spot.
"Oh shit fuck oh!" She yelled.
I spread her legs and instantly drilled into her she turned her head and buried her face into a pillow, her loud whimpers being muffled by the soft cushion.
"Tell me your mine Cupcake" I whispered, grabbing her head and turning her away from the pillow.
"I-im yours I'm fucking yours" she moaned I smiled and leaned down to her face.
"You can touch yourself now" she immediately moved her hand down rubbing her clit in circles.
She tried to silence her loud cries at the sudden pressure of my movements and her fingers but I grabbed her hand pinning it over her head
"Nobody's home cupcake you can be as loud as you want" I whispered.
I grabbed one of her legs and raised it a little. I looked down at my girlfriend mesmerized by her pure beauty.
"Oh my god I'm so close" she whimpered, rubbing herself faster with one hand and digging her nails into my hand that was pinning it.
Her moans got louder and louder until she cried out her eyes rolling in the back of her head and her climax finally hitting her in strong waves.
I help ride out her high until she pushes me away from her due to the overstimulation. She grabs my chin but softly this time and connects our lips.
I cup her cheek relaxing into the kiss we pull away and I roll off of her pulling her body to mine by the waist "holy shit" she laughed breathlessly I snickered pulling her closer.
"I love that submissive side of you" I cooed teasingly as she rolled her eyes leaning her head on my chest.
"I'll fucking kill you if you tell anyone".
I smiled at her and she smiled back. She slowly trailed her hands down my body stopping at my pants.
"Do you want me to this time?" I shook my head and kissed her temple.
"It's fine I owed you anyways today was rough" I said.
"Damn fucking right and don't thing I forgot about that prissy bitch" she jabbed I sighed knowing she still wasn't gonna let it go she turned her body away from me and pressed her back to my front.
"Now cuddle me" she demands I chuckle softly and turned over wrapping my arm around her naked waist. We continued to talk and joke until we both fell asleep.
#carol denning x reader#carol denning#young carol#carol smut#carol denning x fem oc#oitnb#lgbtq#lesbian#naya rivera#carol denning imagine#ashley jordyn
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You and I | Poussey Washington (Fluff)
PAIRING: Poussey Washington X Reader
WARNINGS: N/A
REQUESTED BY: N/A
AUTHOR: C
| Poussey Washington X Reader fluff, where they are both just so cute together!
You had known Poussey for around six months now, meeting when you were assigned library duty after things became too much to handle for Poussey on her own.
Since then, you spent a lot of time together, bonding over your love of reading, books and keeping the library organised. You both hit it off immediately, she was always there for you and you there for her, it was the perfect dynamic.
Currently, you were both on the library floor, Poussey with a book in hand and you lay with your head in her lap, playing idily with the hem of her grey sweater - fiddling with the stitching.
You both love moments like this, being able to do your own things in each others presence. From time to time, Poussey’s attention would divert from her book to you, playing with your hair and moving it from your face before going back to the chapter, the silence and unspoken intimacy was nice.
It took a while for Poussey to finally finish in a place she could pay attention to you, using a shoelace as a book mark and placing the book beside you both, quickly bringing her hand to your face and gently comforting it - caressing your cheek softly.
You like this, so take her spare hand and place with in your own, fiddling with her fingers and occasionally bringing her hand up to your lips with a smile.
It was silence, until Poussey muttered your name, making your attention move from her hands and to face, “yeah?” You asked, smiling at her sweetly.
“I uhm…” She began, as if unsure whether or not it was right to talk. You thought it was because she, too, was enjoying the silence. You had no idea she’d spent the last hour deep in thought, not really ready, instead thinking about things, thinking about you, flipping the pages idily.
You had no idea of the feelings you involuntarily evoked from Poussey, how nervous you could make her and how hard she would fight for you. She didn’t want to ruin that, but she felt she had to make her feelings clear to you.
“… I think I love you,” Poussey finished, still playing with your hair, finding comfort in it, focusing on you as your expression changed to a bright smile, now looking at her hands again.
“I love you too.” You countered, sitting up and placing a kiss now on her cheek, a territory neither of you had yet crossed, pushing a large smile to Poussey’s face as she did the same.
OITNB MASTERLIST
#orange is the new black imagine#poussey washington one shot#poussey washington x you#poussey washington x reader#poussey#washington#poussey washington blurb#pousseywashington x oc#poussey washington imagine#pousseywashington#poussey washington#oitnb#oitnb masterlist#oitnbfanfic#oitnb icons#oitnbedit
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MAMA'S HERE
Part One : Restless Nights
by: denningsjawbreaker
summary: decided to write if Carol Denning had a daughter named Rennie Denning who was born in 1980s and her story and point of view + flashbacks. It would also take place in the 80s , 90s, and present time, so young Carol and Present Carol will be featured.
warning ⚠️?! : angst, cursing...etc
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Rennie's Journal - 1994 ( 14 years old )
Dear Diary .... scratch fucking that. Hello Rascals , today's special is sorely about me. My fucked up life. My fucked up family . Just everything fucked up. My therapist requested I write everything out in a journal. I laughed at it because I doubt it would work but why not give it a try. I'm bored and my new foster family sucks major ass and they really don't give three dog shits about me.
I've honestly have been feeling so upset and just physically and mentally stressed out. Head aches have been worse and school SUCKS. I dont remember the last time I was happy. To be honest what is that? I want to leave this house. Im tired of going from different homes. Im tired of being bullied and teased because I'm a fucking foster child . It's not my fault my mother Carol is a psychotic murderer.
This is HER fucking fault. She made my life like this. She knew her actions and she still decided to make the killing spree on my aunt Debbie . Honestly I don't think she ever gave a shit about me. Now she fucked up my life and I'm an angst teen with mental problems and I'm always in bad situations. It's like her morals created horrible curses on my future .
I will never forgive her. She hurt me. She ruined my fucking life. How does one mother person do that to another individual that you're supposed to care for.
I don't ever think she cared.
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Flashback - 1983 ( Denning House ) ( 3 years old )
[ a few months before the incident and the parents aren't there as they are out btw ]
Carol sighs tiredly as she gets home from a night shift from Domingos Diner that Barb and her work. She removes her coat and scarf and kicks off her shoes and throws herself on the living room couch.
She sighs and lets her eyes close for a moment.
" Mama ? " a small childlike voice appears and Carol shoots up and sees her three year old daughter standing in the middle of the small living room holding a broken bear .
Carol smiles softly masking her tiredness and sits up patting the empty area next to her .
" Hey little rascal , come sit next to mama... Mama's so tired but Mama can make an exception for her baby " Carol smiles wide and fixes her glasses as little Rennie goes and plops on the couch next to her mother.
" Mama tired ? Mama sleep and eat ! " Rennie suggests and plays with Carol's bracelet that Rennie had made for her . Carol places Rennie on her lap and strokes Rennie's small curls and sighs " Mama will sleep and Mama ate at her job it's okay . Where is everyone else? " Carol looks around at the silent house .
Rennie swings her little legs and shrugs. " They out. Auntie Barb not home ? " she lays against her mother's chest not noticing the tension.
Carol's lip curled at the mention of her parents just leaving and forgetting about her child. Of course they aren't here . Couldn't even bring themselves to take care of her offspring just so they can be at that little fucking cunt's meet . Fucking Barbarian. Out with her lil whore of a boyfriend and couldn't even give Carol a ride home.
Carol let's out a heavy sigh and looks down at Rennie with a forced smile.
" That's okay. Mama is home now maybe we can watch something okay? " Carol suggests and Rennie claps her hands her little curls bouncing.
" YAY! I love watching with Mama! We watch Sesame Street Mama! I love Big Bird ! " Carol chuckles at the excitement and goes to turn the TV on and the silence is replaced with the theme song of Sesame Street.
Carol sighs and is holding on a wiggly Rennie who is clapping and singing to the music . Carol never really had anyone to rely on. Being a loner at school and having no real idea of love or any sort of guidance. When she had Rennie , let just say she was nervous and scared as much as Carol hated to admit. It was one time Carol had tried to find her pleasure of a good time and it all ended up on her fallen pregnant.
Revealing to her parents was even worse. At least her mom had convinced her dad to let them stay (which honestly was the only time Carol had been defended by her mother ). She never saw herself as a mother figure to anyone and she couldn't understand why the universe decided to grace her with such an amazing child .
Carol look towards her young daughter who was now fast asleep in her arms and with her small lips parted . Carol smiled softly, heart strings pulling seeing this miracle in her arms. As much as Carol was afraid of what was to come during motherhood, she was grateful at the same time. Having someone that actually loved Carol and not shaming her for the little crap she does was a relief for her.
And for the first time ever , Carol felt happy .
" My little rascal...I love you so much. I'll always be here.. Mama's here. " Carol whispers before closing her eyes as well holding onto her babygirl. Both drifting off the tiredness from there body.
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[ Kid you not I have no clue WHY I DECIDED TO DO THIS NOW I COMPLETELY AM NOT OKAY FUCK .. ANYGAYS COMMENT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TAGGED ]
#carol denning x reader#carol denning imagine#orange is the new black imagine#ashley jordyn#henny russell#little debbie murderers#oitnb#young carol#present carol#carol denning#explore#story#daughter reader#daughter oc#oc
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looking for roleplay partners!
discord & tumblr. discord is preferred, i can make us a server.
i'm brand spanking new to tumblr! please forgive me i LITERALLY don't know what i'm doing.
20+ please, and please have an age indicator listed on your account or i won't interact (i'm sorry.)
i'm nonbinary irl (they/them) and born in '95. i don't mind what muns i interact with, as far as gender & sexuality goes. i don’t care.
i prefer somewhat literate roleplay. i'm not quite advanced literate but i do enjoy putting some effort into my writing, around semi-lit.
nsfw is fine, i'm cool with nsfw stuff. i'd like that to not be as heavily leaned on but i'm alright with it being important to plots and whatnot.
my specialties lie within fluff and angst, although i'm willing to branch out into more dark topics. i want some good storytelling, but i'm not super strict.
please no seriously inappropriate dead dove stuff. no incest, no pedophilia, no zoophilia. please.
i'm not super pushy about replies, i'm neurodivergent and my attention is fleeting at times. if you're going to be disappearing, please let me know ahead of time so i don't think you're ghosting me, and i'll try to do the same!
i'd prefer to have some side conversation as well so we both know we're comfortable with what's going on! communication is key!
CHARACTERS I'D *REALLY* LIKE TO PLAY AGAINST:
carmy berzatto - the bear.
lip gallagher - shameless.
gale - baldur’s gate 3.
karlach - baldur’s gate 3.
halsin - baldur’s gate 3.
steve harrington - stranger things + dbd.
anna, the huntress - dead by daylight.
jim hopper - stranger things.
guinevere beck - you.
joe goldberg - you.
love quinn - you.
well-crafted oc's.
(there's probably more that i'm forgetting, to be fair.)
CHARACTERS I'M COMFORTABLE PLAYING:
sydney adamu - the bear.
carmy berzatto - the bear.
mandy milkovich - shameless.
astarion - bg3.
gale - bg3.
joe goldberg - you.
peach salinger - you.
lady phoebe - you.
love quinn - you.
steve harrington - stranger things + dbd.
sable ward - dead by daylight.
julie kostenko - dead by daylight.
joyce byers - stranger things.
nancy wheeler - stranger things + dbd.
well crafted oc's.
(again, there's probably more.)
if you're interested, please reach out? i'm fairly new to this whole tumblr roleplay thing, feel sorry for me. /j
#the bear roleplay#stranger things roleplay#shameless roleplay#discord roleplay#indie rp#indie oc rp#discord rp#oc roleplay#oc rp#rp#roleplay#orange is the new black roleplay#oitnb rp
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ello, i’m looking for someone 18+ to roleplay with (i'm over 18, under 25)! specifically, i’d like to roleplay one of the following fandoms. in brackets are my possible love interests (im indecisive), and i’ve also included any canon x canon ships i’m willing to rp (if there’s an asterisk next to a character, that’s the one i’d rather play). if we do oc x canon, we can either double up or you can play my oc’s love interest.
fandoms i currently wanna rp:
-stranger things (quite a few options, we’ll discuss this in chat lol)
-steve x jonathan
-chrissy* x eddie
-nancy x robin*
-nancy x jonathan
-jonathan* x argyle
-orange is the new black (mccullough, stella, nicky, maritza, or flaca)
-maritza x flaca
-sex education (otis, ruby, or jackson)
-otis x ruby
-i am not okay with this (stan or syd)
-syd x dina
-total drama island (dj, lindsay, or gwen)
-noah x katie*
-heather x gwen
-trinkets (moe or elodie)
-elodie* x moe
-divergent series (four, tris, or peter)
if interested, feel free to message me on here or add me on discord at BigCheese#6737 ❤😊
Message op here or on their discord -> BigCheese#6737
#18+ roleplay#18+ rp#cc x cc rp#stranger things rp#stranger things roleplay#oc x cc rp#oitnb rp#oitnb roleplay#sex education rp#sex education roleplay#i am not okay with this#total drama island rp#trinkets rp#divergent roleplay#divergent rp#discord rp#discord roleplay
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Hello (Trans girl) 18 currently looking to roleplay with someone in the age range of 16-25 fandoms mains are: The Umbrella Academy, The Flash, Supergirl, PLL (all), arrow, Marvel, do, Teen Wolf, Maze Runner, glee, harry potter (any era), stranger things, friends, supernatural, ahs, doctor who, sherlock, heroes (the tv show), fantastic beasts, the good place Jurassic world, oitnb, grease, hairspray, misfits, it (2017), hunger games, the vampire diaries the originals, legacies, ouat, criminal minds, x-men, the society, split, outer banks, first kill, Narnia, charmed (old and new), witches of east end, The fosters, Carl Webber's family business, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Angel, The Secret Circle, Shadowhunters, Twisted, Wolfblood mainly use OC's you can contact me here
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#submission#1x1 rp#tua#tua roleplay#tua rp#the flash#the flash roleplay#the flash rp#supergirl#supergirl roleplay#supergirl rp#pll#arrow#marvel#do#teen wolf
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Hello everyone! This might be a long shot, but I am looking for a “Breaking Bad” or “Orange Is the New Black” roleplay over Tumblr DMs or Discord!
I am a 24 year old female (she/her) and I loooove dramatic and angsty roleplays. Bring in your messed-up canons or OCs, toxicity and dark themes are more than welcome. Our specific likes and limits will be discussed via DMs :))
I’d love to play a more submissive Jesse Pinkman against an OC or canon character.
When it comes to OITNB I can play as any of the girls, dominant or submissive.
Doubling is always an option for both fandoms too :))
When it comes to post length, I am not picky! One paragraph or ten is all good to me as long as there is something to work with.
Like this post and I will reach out! Please do not interact if you’re under 18 due to the mature themes the roleplay will have.
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#rp finder#18+ rp#fandom rp#fandom roleplay#breaking bad rp#orange is the new black rp#cc x oc rp#cc rp
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Solitary — Red Reznikov/Donatella Chernov (OC)
Summary: Donatella has an opportunity to reflect on her time in Litchfield after being thrown in the SHU.
Word Count: 452
Warnings: Angsty, mentions of blood and injuries
Donatella put her hair up, stared at the wall and reflected. Wasn’t that what the SHU was for? Though, she didn’t have much to reflect on, if she were being honest. She wouldn’t have changed her actions if she had the same choice to make another hundred thousand times or more.
So, yes, she may be alone with a split and swollen lip that kept threatening to reopen every time she’d bite down on it when she caught herself thinking about how much she wanted out, to see Red, to know she was okay. But it was just her, four white walls and no sense of time. Had she even made it a week down here?
She’d spent a good portion of her first day, or what she assumed to be just the first, pounding her fists against the wall until they’d been bloodied, and screaming until she went hoarse. Vee was a threat that no one was taking seriously. No one except her and Red, anyway, and now Red was fighting her battle alone. She should have listened, made a calculated attack, now there was no telling what kind of mess she’d come back to. If she came back at all.
It was the not knowing that made it unbearable. She could tolerate the loneliness, the isolation. She’d always been a bit of a lone wolf, a good time but not a long time kind of girl. Her time here had changed her. Prison had a way of doing that. She was still fiercely independent, as her being locked away in solitary could attest to. Too proud and impulsive for her own good, but damn if this place hadn’t taught her how to genuinely care for someone other than herself. It had given her a purpose, given her something to fight for, given her Red. And she didn’t know when she could feel any of that again.
The wounds she'd incurred for going after Vee had caused her pain, immense pain even. Besides her lip, she had bruises littering her arms, legs and torso, even her ribcage felt bruised. Yet none of it —none of it— hurt like the thought of never seeing Red again, or of always wondering what fate had befallen her. If she let her mind run too wild with possibilities, she’d lose her sanity and her hope, all before a month had passed.
So Donatella sat in the center of the small room with her back against the wall, her knees to her chest and she waited. What other choice did she have? Time was the only thing she had right now and it may be ticking ahead, but she wasn’t about to lose herself to it.
Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @baubeautyandthegeek, @foxesandmagic, @ginger-grimm, @bossyladies, @atjsgf, @misshiraethsworld, @kmc1989, @curious-kittens-ocs, @fanficanatic-tw, @kissykissymouth, @blood-moon1234567890
Donatella Chernov: @iticaboopsyou, @greatygreatgreat
#oc: donatella chernov#fc: gage golightly#fd: orange is the new black#donatella x red#febuwhump#febuwhumpday2#febuwhump2024#red reznikov#red reznikov x oc#orange is the new black#oitnb
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OCs as Characters!!
Tagged by @corvosattano to do this thing where they tell you what characters your character is like!! Thank you!! I only included the results from media I know bc some of it I've never seen fkfkdkslk but enjoy!!
1. Mercutio (Romeo and Juliet)
2. Flaca Gonzales (OITNB)
3. Mia Wallace (Pulp Fiction)
4. Jane Margolis (Breaking Bad)
5. Cheryl Tunt (Archer)
1. Peter Quill (MCU)
2. Stitch (Lilo and Stitch)
3. Lorelai Gilmore (Gilmore Girls)
4. Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)
5. Jane Margolis (Breaking Bad)
1. Willow Rosenberg (BTVS)
2. Rose Tico (Star Wars)
3. Neo (The Matrix)
4. Glenn Rhee (TWD)
5. Bruce Banner (MCU)
1. Mia Toretto (Fast and Furious)
2. Belle (Beauty and the Beast)
3. Glenn Rhee (TWD)
4. Pam Beesly (The Office)
5. Annie January (The Boys)
1. Julia (Cowboy Bebop)
2. Rose DeWitt Bukater (Titanic)
3. Jean Grey (X-Men)
4. Jasmine (Aladdin)
5. Kim Wexler (BCS)
#anabel's are all so accurate lmfaooooo#nonia as both jesse and jane yeah.#rosemary having 2 characters w rose in the name. inchresting. also i see it w willow and neo#bianca is SO annie coded#valeria's are so. yes.#anabel lee#bg3 anabel#nonia fonzarelli#rosemary de luca#bianca andretti#valeria claro#tag game
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🏳️🌈 21+ she/her discord roleplayer!! looking for other 21+ writers to write oc x oc. searching mainly for fxf but will do mxf if we double up. i love equal parts plot and smut. dark themes are also a must. i also use tupper!
i’ve been wanting to write a prison plot. minimum security, kinda oitnb style. this one would have to be fxf.
but i’m also interested in organized crime plots, zombie apocalypse, slice of life. i’m always down to listen to your ideas too 🙂
i love creating mumus, pinterest boards, lots of plotting and really diving into the world we create. if you don’t like talking much ooc, we might not be a good fit. also, if you tend to play strictly submissive characters, we probably won’t be a good fit either. i love to change it up.
leave a like if you're interested and anon will get back to you!
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𝗖𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗦𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀
"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮"
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CAROL WAS doodling in her notebook, resting her head on my shoulder, while I had my arm around her.
All the while, I was trying to ignore the boredom and catch a whiff of her coconut-scented shampoo as a young girl danced gracefully with a ribbon to the rhythm of music.
"Why am I here again?" I questioned with a dull expression.
Carol rolled her eyes, flashed a playful grin, and replied, "because you love me." I offered a small grin in return before continuing to observe the little girl's performance. A few moments later, I noticed Carol glancing to the left; I followed her gaze and scowled in repulsion.
Barbra was passionately kissing a curly-haired guy who seemed to be her boyfriend.
"Don't worry about her, Care Bear," I said while glaring in Barbra's direction.
"I couldn't care less about that good-for-nothing tramp. She could choke on a dick for all I care–maybe she already has!" I chuckled under my breath at Carol's ruthless dig.
Barbra approached us and took a seat beside Carol.
"So, how did he take it?" she asked Barbra, who simply replied, "He was devastated obviously."
I returned my focus to the girl's ribbon dance but continued eavesdropping on their conversation. Barbra sighed before lamenting, "God, Carol, I can't believe I have to leave him. He's the one" My eyes rolled involuntarily in response–there was no way that boy could hold such a title.
As if hearing my thoughts aloud, Carol reacted with disbelief.
"Really? The one?" Barbra snapped back scornfully, "He's my soulmate. He gets me." I adjusted my posture slightly to find greater comfort in this moment of amusement.
Carol didn't hold back her irritation as she retorted.
"Okay, no, he gets in your pants and as soon as you're gone, he's going to get in Pearl Peterman's pants, where he's going to shuck her oyster and suck it raw.".
Carol playfully stuck her tongue out and raised her eyebrows, making me laugh at her ridiculous expression.
Barbara shouted in disgust at her sister's antics. Noticing some onlookers, I rolled my eyes and asked them, "Can I help you?" As I stared intently, they quickly turned away, unsettled by my facial expressions.
Meanwhile, Carol chuckled at the people's reactions before turning back to her sister and replying.
"Don't be such a precious little barbie doll you know it's true".
Believing it would amuse her to ruffle some feathers, Barbra chose to remark accordingly.
"You're just pissed because no one here will even miss you," she said, prompting me and Carol to direct our attention towards her. I couldn't help but glare at the black-haired girl while sitting up a bit.
"Excuse me, I'm right here, you know," I retorted.
She crossed her arms and looked at me. "So?" It took all my strength not to leap over Carol and slap her right in the face. I felt Carol's hand wrap around my arm, stopping me from doing something I wouldn't regret.
"Don't," Carol whispered before turning her glare towards her sister.
"You don't know shit about my shit, so don't take it out on me." She released my arm and furiously spat a jawbreaker into the hair of a nearby nerd. Glaring at the stage, she added.
"It's not my fault we keep moving It's that fucking little cunt."
Just as she finished speaking, applause erupted as a young girl walked on stage – Debbie.
"Up next, our own Debbie Denning! This is Debbie's last meet here in West Virginia, as she's been accepted to train at Trudy's Gymnastics Institute in Plano, Texas. Go get 'em, Debbie!!".
As Debbie began her dance, I gestured to Carol, directing her attention to the dancing girl.
"Is that Debbie?" I asked. Carol nodded, glaring at her younger sister with a scowl, clutching her notebook tightly.
"She's kinda adorable" I said, shrugging my shoulders. Carol growled under her breath and punched my arm.
"Ow fuck!" I winced giving her a glare "If she's so fucking adorable then you date her!" Carol sneered.
"Hell no that's pedophilia no thanks" I said crossing my arms.
"Ugh I could kill her," Barbra muttered in disgust. I had to admit, the thought crossed my mind in the past few days due to the voices I've been hearing.
"Oh, we could you know, if you wanted to," Carol suggested nonchalantly, tilting her head. Barbra and I exchanged shocked glances before she blurted out, "Jesus, Carol!"
Curious about what she was sketching, I peered over at Carol's drawing— an image of a little girl hanging by a rope. Barbra seemed disturbed by the gruesome art as well. With a gasp of disgust and amusement, she mocked the drawing.
"Oh, you're such a sicko! And her boobs are not even accurate, mostly because she doesn't have any." It was apparent they were talking about Debbie.
"Okay, well, the body's better on this one. Look, I even did some perspective." The new drawing featured the same girl lying in a pool of blood. Chuckling and smirking at each other, Barbra and I found this version preferable and wondered about its story.
"Poison?" Barbra guessed.
"Glass shards in her Yoplait," Carol revealed with a sly smile.
"That's way too obvious."
Nodding in agreement with the voice in my head, I added, "Yeah, Care Bear is too obvious." Carol shot me a confused glance but shrugged it off and continued sketching.
Barbra nodded in agreement with our sentiments.
"Yea she's right. That's too obvious. It would have to look more like an accident."
Carol contemplated this for a moment before gradually turning her gaze back toward Debbie, who was just finishing her dance.
Barbra then turns to Carol and says, "and you'll have to burn that book." Carol's face gradually transforms into a smirk as they both gaze at Debbie with a sinister look.
"You all are some insane white girls, seriously," I mutter quietly, smirking slightly. When they both give me a harsh stare, I just shrug my shoulders feigning confusion and ask, "what?"
Barbra returns her attention to Debbie while Carol slides nearer to me.
"Who were you talking to?" I give her a questioning look and respond, "What do you mean?" She folds her arms and inquires.
"Who were you agreeing with?" Realizing her question's intent, I grin and turn back to watch Debbie, responding, "just a friend."
Carol doesn't say anything further and continues drawing in her book. When it's all over, Carol and I leave before Barbra and Debbie do.
She asks me if we can go somewhere specific, and since I'm free for the time being, I agree. We end up driving to an open field brimming with flowers and trees.
We exit the car, and she grabs my hand excitedly, leading me toward a particular tree. We sit down together; she rests her head on my shoulder as we relish the silence for a while. Eventually, she asks me cautiously.
"Hey Penn, would you still love me if I did something really bad?" I turn my head toward her with a raised eyebrow while she gazes at me nervously, waiting for an answer.
I envelop her shoulder with an arm, kissing the top of her head gently before placing my own head atop hers. "Always," I whisper softly as she smiles contentedly against me.
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#angst#fluff#music#lesbian#carol denning#lgbtq#carol denning x reader#carol smut#young carol#hennyrussell#ashley jordyn#eventual smut#oitnb#murder#naya rivera#older carol denning#top oc
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Poussey Washington who…
PAIRING: Poussey Washington X Reader
WARNINGS: N/A
REQUESTED BY: N/A
AUTHOR: C
Poussey Washington who… (SEASON 1 + 2)
SEASON ONE
- Poussey Washington who arrived at prison not knowing anyone, and didn’t want to get involved with the wrong groups, so found herself in the quiet of the library, loving her own place.
- Poussey Washington who was stuck sharing a cube with strangers, people who were supposed to be her friends but she couldn’t find common ground with.
- Poussey Washington who went to a regular day of work for 11 cents an hour only to meet her best friend (Taystee).
- Poussey Washington who spent all her days with Taystee and her new group, counting down the days until she was released.
- Poussey Washington with her smart mouth, building up a circle and getting to know others.
- Poussey Washington who liked playing basket ball despite having to play it with girls outside her “crew”.
- Poussey Washington who was Janae’s biggest advocate when she got sent down to the SHU on her first week, supporting her when she came out despite the girls tough exterior.
- Poussey Washington who got her visitation revoked because of Chapman, but didn’t retaliate and let the girl live through her sentence without bother.
- Poussey Washington who when y/n first came to prison, gave her hygiene products, despite not having much commissary money for herself.
- Poussey Washington who introduced y/n to her group, taking her under her wing when she first came to prison.
- Poussey Washington who was Taystee’s biggest supporter when running for prison council.
- Poussey Washington who shared a cube with Watson, every night watching her workout until the other girls complained - warning her the trouble it’ll get her in and helping her settle down for the night.
- Poussey Washington, who despite not getting her hair done, spent time during her week in the salon to keep people company.
- Poussey Washington who supported Tasytee when she was leaving, despite her being her best friend in prison.
- Poussey Washington helping y/n get assigned to the library before Taystee left.
- Poussey Washington who threw her best friend a going away party, only for her to return a few weeks later.
SEASON TWO
- Poussey Washington who kept Cindy’s magazines and newspapers to see if her and y/n’s star signs were compatible.
- Poussey Washington who put Taystee in her place when she returned from prison, being the first person to smack her over her head and give her a reality check.
- Poussey Washington who really could sing.
- Poussey Washington who wouldn’t sell cigarettes, knowing it was wrong and didn’t want any extra time.
- Poussey Washington who was confused because she was in love with Taystee and Y/n.
- Poussey Washington who needed someone to talk to when Vee started selling drugs, not being able to talk to Taystee so spoke to y/n and let her in.
- Poussey Washington who stood up for Janae… again… when she got sent down to seg.
- Poussey Washington who cried in y/n’s arms when Vee’s few started taking over the library.
- Poussey Washington who started drinking again when she felt she lost all her friends.
- Poussey Washington who regardless, stood her ground. Despite her friends all turning against her, being beat and torn down by all of them. Poussey Washington who felt her only friend right now, was y/n.
- Poussey Washington who hadn’t gone a day without drinking in weeks.
- Poussey Washington who drunkenly destroyed Vee’s tobacco stash, and ran to y/n not knowing what to do. She just wanted her friends back.
- Poussey Washington whose first concern in the storm was her books in the library.
- Poussey Washington who fought to get her friends back.
MASTERLIST
#orange is the new black imagine#poussey washington one shot#poussey washington x you#poussey washington x reader#poussey washington blurb#pousseywashington x oc#poussey washington imagine#pousseywashington#poussey washington#poussey#orange is the new black one shot#oitnb masterlist#oitnbfanfic#oitnb icons#oitnbedit#oitnb#orangeisthenewblack
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