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Natalie Scatorccio being Italian

A/N: Hi GUYSSS!!! I was really bored in class today and I remembered that Natalie is indeed my fellow Italian so I thought I'd make a headcanon about it, in the first few bullet points I tried to kinda give her a backstory so that was fun :) enjoy<3

From what we have been shown in the series Natalie doesn't really lean in the Italian-american stereotype (luckily lmao) apart from her very Italian last name and the attempted Italian accent Sophie Thatcher gave to the character in the first episodes, so we'll have to use some imagination here, but hey, it's an headcanon after all

Her dad's family is Italian (I'm pretty sure this is canon, correct me if I'm wrong tho) but he moved to the USA

Her dad's family was probably from the south, not necessarily Sicily or Sardinia, maybe somewhere around Naples!? Definitely not the north tho

I don't think she ever actively decided to learn Italian, maybe she knows a few words (definitely the swear words, we'll get to that later) but the accent is what really stuck with her

Would get pissed if someone cooked pasta the wrong way

"you need to boil the water first AND DEAR GOD NO DO NOT BREAK THE SPAGHETTI WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THAT'S BLASPHEMY"

Thick Italian accent when she gets mad/speaks with a louder tone/when she first wakes up (same girl, same)

Does the 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 ironically (again, same girlie)

At first she tried to get people to pronounce her last name correctly but eventually gave up

"Sketorcio?"

"no, it's literally the same way it's written"

"Skeattorcio"

"You know what nevermind"

Side eyes people every time they pull a pizza pasta mandolino on her

Goes around and judges pizzas even though she has not tried real Italian pizza

Randomly flexes being Italian to anyone at random times

As I said she can't fluently speak Italian but she knows for sure every curse word (and trust me we have lots of those)

"Natalie have you brought your soccer shoes?"

"Oh, yes they are in my bag, look..."

*opens bag to take the shoes out and they are not in there*

"OH CAZZO"

Or

*hits her pinkie toe against the corner of a wardrobe*

"PORCA PUTTANA"

Firm believer that she would use bestemmie (really really bad words that are considered a sin and are very stigmatized by Catholic folks) all the time

Even at random times just because she can and after all no one would understand anyways

Brags about her cooking skills but can't actually cook

She would like to visit Italy one day but she's too broke even to buy lunch at school

That's all for today:)

A/N: if anything else pops up in my mind I'll make a part 2 pookies!!! Have a good day and be gay :)

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  🐕  puppyre ! sophie "soapy" thatcher headcanons  .ᐟ      requested by  @tinipurnell

soapy loves human interaction, and is a very playful puppy. she's a very active pup, easily excited and always up for a run or a game of fetch. she flourishes around others, a goofy doggy grin on her face when she's among her yellowjackets castmates especially.

soapy is a very thoughtful puppy. she's always fetching her pals and caretaker items without being asked, whether it's to cheer them up or just to be helpful. it's a way she shows her appreciation, while also helping her to regress further into her puppy headspace, doing something so explicitly puppylike.

she's quite the fashionista puppy .ᐟ she has a ton of accessories, choosing a collar to match her outfits, and having an array of ears and tails to match whatever color she's currently dyed her hair. she loves to get dressed up by a caretaker, or a regressed ! ella or courtney.

she can be quite silly, having the spirit of a playful little pup while enjoying being dressed in fancier outfits. she'll forget she's just had her hair done or that she's got a brand new collar, sprinting outdoors to roll in the mud or go prancing through puddles until she's so messy she's hardly recognizable.

although typically very obedient and well behaved, soapy can be a bit of a brat when she feels she's lacking attention. she'll whine loudly, pawing at a carer as she gives them her best puppy eyes, or will shadow them, making sure to get underfoot so that they have no choice but to pay attention to her.

soapy who easily gets in her own head about her regression and struggles to voice her needs. she gets flustered when praised, or outright asked if she needs something, typically opting for different barks to communicate different things. her typical husky "woof" is her at her most vocal, while a high pitched yip signifies she has to go potty and a more yappy "bark" signifies hunger. a more howl like

speaking of hunger, soapy loves to eat out of specially made and decorated dog bowls. ellie, being such a talented artist, has made her twin special kibble and water bowls which are soap's pride and joy. she refuses to eat out of anything else when she's puppy regressed, although she'll eat treats out of a friend or carer's open palm eagerly.

one thing about a puppy ! soapy is that she's going to do her best to act authentically puppylike. she refuses to eat chocolate, exaggerating a reaction when offered it, using real (clean) dog toys, and having a properly sized dog bed that she's very attached to.

she's very fond of bone-shaped treats. they always help her to feel puppy brained, and she'll wag her tail whenever her caretaker surprises her with one, or even sometimes will bake them for her .ᐟ despite her best attempts to stay calm, a puppy regressed ! soapy may get jumpy with excitement when she smells a freshly baked treat, jumping onto her carer gleefully, jaws snapping at the cookie.

soapy who gets oh so mopey when she's scolded. she'll be wracked with guilt despite reassurance from a friend or carer. she'll whimper, tail between her legs, often punishing herself by isolating from her pals or her carer. the poor puppy needs lots of kisses and reassurance before she can return to her typical silly self.

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ok but imagine post crash Nat dressing like thisssss

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Natalie Scatorccio Yellowjackets, 3.06 — Thanksgiving (Canada)

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lottie: alright callie you can ask me anything you want ☺️(<- really wants to talk about her weird cannibal cult)

callie: does my mom love me :(

lottie: oh. 😐

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agegap lottienat: nat’s mom sends her to the intentional comunity when catches nat on drugs bc they don’t have money and thinks the comunity will pity nat and take her. the director of the center, lottie, becomes obsessed with the new addition and very much closed off nat (above 18), so she kinda offers nat something if she’s good enough for lottie

(((PART 1/2)))

(Modern day setting)

The sickly sweet smell of entirely too many different flowers and herbs are oppressive in the air. It makes Nat's stomach church violently, forcing her to screw her eyes shut and take very slow, deliberate breaths. It's suffocating. She is suffocating.

Swallowing hard and pushing down the bile threatening to spill at any moment, Nat takes one more look around the empty office. It's spacious, made to look rustic and simple, but it's clearly an expensive design. The walls are made mostly out of glass, undoubtedly meant to make guests—the naïve fools—feel like there are no secrets between the inhabitants of the compound.

Fucking bullshit, Nat thinks as her frantic eyes search for a way out. Maybe I can run. Maybe they won't notice I'm gone.

Standing on shaky legs, Nat moves toward a second door—a different one from which she had been ushered into the office. If it's unlocked, she'll be free.

Just as her hand wraps around the doorknob, a gentle, velvety voice gives her pause.

"It's unlocked. All doors here are."

Fuck.

Nat takes a deep breath and tells herself to be cool, say whatever the woman wants to hear so she can be left the fuck alone to plot her escape.

Turning around, Nat's eyes widen for just a second before she relaxes her face again into a mask of perfect stoicism.

"Please," The woman says, motioning to the seat Nat had just vacated.

Once they are seated—close to one another but not too close—the woman speaks again.

"My name is Charlotte. I'm the founder of this commune." Her voice is calm, soothing, made to be heard; but it's her intense and yet warm brown eyes that capture Nat's attention as she speaks. "Your mother has entrusted me with your care–"

Nat scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest.

Those intense brown eyes watch her every move. Nat can feel them roaming over her body even when she's not looking at Charlotte. It makes the back of her neck itch, it makes her squirm in her seat.

Tilting her head slightly, Lottie asks softly, "What is it, Natalie? Your thoughts are important to me."

Nat scoffs again. "Yeah, right."

"Do people in your life make you feel like your thoughts aren't important?"

The voice is as soft as the moment Lottie first spoke, but her words set a fire ablaze inside Natalie earning a death glare from the girl. Who the fuck does she think she is? Nat thinks, her fingers digging into the sleeves of her leather jacket as she fights the urge to attack the woman.

Charlotte stands. "One of our staff members will take you to your room." She looms over the teenager, but Nat refuses to look at her again. It does little to dissuade Lottie from helping her. Sighing, she says, "Your mother told us she's kept you clean for the last couple of days, and I see it must be true. You're very pale and sweating. I bet the nausea hasn't let up yet either."

Then, Nat feels a palm gently rest on top of her head and she freezes.

"You are doing very well, Natalie. I know this isn't easy. I'm proud of you."

Nat squeezes her eyes again as another wave of nausea hits her hard. You're sick! You're fucking sick! Nat mentally chides. One little praise and what? You're ready to fold? Fucking pathetic!

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Nat decides to stay for one day, get her bearings and all that shit. Or at least until the withdrawal eases up and she can think clearly again. But then one day turns into two, two days turn into a week, then a month, then three.

Apart from the boring, same-colored clothes they always wear, the people in the commune are actually nice—not that Nat is chumming up to anyone; people just mind their own business, and it's nice. The daily chores keep her mind occupied, and the surrounding nature helps her stay more serene.

However, if Nat is being honest with herself, it's the therapy sessions with Charlotte and all the little stolen moments with her that keep Nat from bolting.

She had quickly noticed that Charlotte is a very physical person—she is always touching people, but somehow it's never overbearing, never invasive or unwanted. The touching used to make Nat freeze—being used to hands that reach out to hurt, not to comfort—but just like with every other aspect of her recovery, Charlotte persisted, and Nat grew to expect and crave the little touches, feeling her skin thrumming long after Charlotte's hands had departed.

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Three months turned into six.

And in those months, Nat noticed the way Charlotte had started gravitating more toward her. If they were in the cafeteria having breakfast, Charlotte would appear by Nat's side and make sure the girl was eating more than just pancakes and coffee—"You need to nurture your body, Natalie. And there's nothing better to nurture us than what the earth gives us," she had said one day.

If Nat was at the barn tending to the animals, Charlotte would walk by at least once.—"You have a way with animals. You seem to put them at ease." Charlotte had grinned at her then and cradled one of Nat's cheeks in her hand, making Natalie blush.

"I see you still haven't made any meaningful connections." Lottie's voice brings Nat out of her reverie.

And despite Nat's innate aversion to therapy, Charlotte had managed to tear down a few of her walls just by being present, by truly listening, by acknowledging Nat's pain.

And that's where Natalie finds herself now.

They sit next to each other on the same couch now during sessions. Charlotte looking as regal as ever with her perfect posture and flowy clothes, while Nat sits with one leg on the couch, hugging her knee to her chest, wearing one of the god awful outfits the compound offers.

"You don't count?" Nat counters with a little smirk.

"Charming," Charlotte smiles back, "but no, darling. We have many young adults here who I'm sure would be delighted to make friends with you."

"Ugh," Nat scrunches up her nose. "You sound like a mother disappointed with her socially awkward kid."

Charlotte's dark eyes gleam, but she says nothing. She lets the moment simmer as she readjusts her position, tucking her legs beneath her body and resting an arm on the back of the couch; her attention fully on Natalie.

"Does that upset you, darling?" She asks, her voice smooth. Hypnotic. Dangerous. "The thought of disappointing me?"

The question catches Nat completely off guard, too sudden and too brazen for her to prepare herself enough to try and disguise how her body responds to it. To Charlotte.

She feels a blush creeping up her neck, and she has to face away from Charlotte because Nat knows, she just knows those brown eyes will be able to read her like an open book.

"It doesn't matter..." Nat mumbles. "You're not my mother, so it doesn't matter..."

The smile that appears on Lottie's lips is absolutely sinful, but her voice remains even, remains loving, remains alluring. "I can be if you want me to."

Nat's head snaps up, her eyes are wide, shocked, but they aren't showing any disgust. No. Floating just below the surface there is something that makes Charlotte grin: hunger.

"W-What do you mean?" Nat stammers, sitting up straighter, unable to shake the feeling that she's been cornered into a trap.

"Role-playing, darling." Lottie replies easily. "It's a powerful therapeutic technique."

Nat's brows furrow slightly as her mind works overtime to try and recover from the whirlwind that is this conversation. "So, what? I'd just call you mommy and it'd magically heal all my wounds?"

Charlotte has the audacity to laugh at the question. It makes Natalie's blood boil. It makes her feel inadequate, small, dumb. It makes her feel like a goddamn child.

"Not, exactly." Lottie says, grinning at Nat as she pretends to not notice how the girl is pratically vibrating with humiliation—Cute, Lottie thinks. And we haven't even started yet.

"I'd assume the role of your mother, that is correct, but how you refer to me is entirely up to you." Lottie smirks then adds nonchalantly almost as an afterthought, "But I must admit, 'mommy' does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" However, she doesn't give Nat a chance to reply before she carries on explaining what their dynamic would be like.

"I'd set goals and expectations for you to follow during the week—all reasonable and doable, of course—and during our weekly sessions I'd give you feedback: praise and dote on you if were a good girl, or—" Lottie licks her lips. "I'd punish you if you misbehaved."

Nat is looking at Charlotte with wide eyes and a slacked jaw. This can't be happening, she thinks. This thing, this 'therapy' can't be legal! But... Nat's eyes travel down Lottie's body before slowly making their way back to her breathtaking face. There’s no denying the pull Charlotte Matthews has, no denying her allure, no denying the thrill and the danger she offers so thinly veiled. And Nat is nothing if not an addict looking for her next fix.

"Okay." She hears her voice saying before she can think twice about it.

Lottie beams; her heart thundering in her chest as power flows through her veins making her pupils dilate and her clit throb.

"Good girl, darling." She drawls. "Shall we start?"

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i am begging someone more talented and motivated than i am to PLEASE write some agegap lottienat like.... young nat and older lottie is such a vision wHY are we not discussing it 24/7

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idk if anyone has said this before, but in the bathtub scene, lottie is unclothed and nat is fully dressed. nat is often taken advantage of and equates love with physical intimacy and lottie feels love spiritually. i think nat can find it hard to apologize, but she still does in this scene and lottie is never once shown completely unclothed to others. they're vulnerable in a way they never show anyone else. they really are just the most vulnerable parts of each other

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being a nat stan is like…. seeing this amazingly complex character with more baggage than you can imagine for the first time and thinking “wow i really love her and i can’t wait to see more of her! i’m so glad she survived!”

and then you watch her go through the nastiest most horrific shit past AND present day…THEN SHE DIES. and then you think “this cannot POSSIBLY get worse for me….she’s DEAD. she DIED when she FINALLY WANTED TO LIVE…VIA FENTANYL…WHEN SHE WAS CLEAN. HER DEATH WAS RULED AN OVERDOSE WHEN SHE WAS FINALLY CLEAN AND MAKING PEACE WITH HERSELF. HOW COULD THIS POSSIBLY GET WORSE FOR ME?”

and then season 3 comes out…and you’re forced to watch her younger self go through shit that SOMEHOW makes her HORRIFIC DEATH look PEACEFUL. she is FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE left and right and just when you think “okay this is the worst of it” IT SOMEHOW GETS WORSE.

anyways….safe to say we deserved the satisfaction of this episode. she finally caught a fucking win.

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do you write for sex education? if so could you write some general Aimee Gibbs HCs or some headcanons on what it would be like to date her please?

(i don’t write just general requests and need a specific scenario, so i just went with a dating headcanon if that’s ok!)

DATING AIMEE GIBBS:

You and Aimee run into each other all the time in the hallways before you start dating

Aimee thinks you’re super cute, and is always complimenting you

Maeve is the one who pushes her to ask you out, which is how the two of you start dating

Thinking that Aimee is the most adorable person in the whole world

The both of you always managing to make each other smile and laugh

Texting each other under the desk during classes

Getting along with Maeve quite quickly, even though she threatens to hurt you if you break Aimee’s heart

Dealing with Maeve’s teasing about how the two of you are so sickly sweet together

Working on schoolwork and homework together, but Aimee always manages to distract you

Calling each other ‘babe’ a lot

Standing up for her when people underestimate her or are rude to her 

And Aimee always finds it adorable

“You’re really cute when you get protective.”

Getting even more protective of her after you find out what happened to her on the bus

Being there for her while she’s trying to process her assault

“I’m here for you, Aimes, I promise, okay? You can talk to me. And I promise I won’t let anything like that ever happen to you again.” “You’re the sweetest, y/n.”

Supporting her when she starts baking, and helping her find new recipes to make 

Baking together, and always goofing off with one another

“This cake tastes amazing, babe!” “You really think so?” “I know so. You’re really improving, promise.”

Aimee’s mom adoring you, and thinking the two of you are so cute together

Quick little kisses and hand holding

Always telling each other you love one another before you leave, whether it be leaving to go home or even just seeing each other off to class

“I’ll see you at lunch, then. Love you!” “Love you, too!”

tag list: @mockingjaygirl1221 / @marvelismylifffe / @redbullchick 

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aimee gibbs relationship headcanons

pairing: aimee gibbs/gn!reader (no y/n)

literally best character ever, i love her so bad, so so bad

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Continuar lendo

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AIMEE LOU WOOD as AIMEE GIBBS

Sex Education: Season 4 | Official Teaser

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TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ sex education edition #2. Aimee Gibbs portrayed by Aimee Lou Wood

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SEX EDUCATION (2019-2023)

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-A lot of female artists like to use self-portraiture.

-Maybe it's because other people don't see them how they really are.

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AIMEE GIBBS in SEX EDUCATION SEASON 4 (2023)

So, these are the jeans I was wearing on that day when I was assaulted on the bus. I keep meaning to throw them away, but for some reason, I can't. Every day I feel more like myself and,like, that's great, but sometimes, it feels like even when I'm doing something I love... It feels like I'm still wearing them. Like it never goes away.

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I just love her so much