#&&. not-so-pretty boy

[haunted-xander]

It's Riku! Riku's here!

[wayfinderships]

Good evening gamers! I hope everyone's day has gone well! :>

As for me, I'm just thinking about all my familial f/os. Specially my kids and fankids-

[sieglinde-freud]

i love playing fire emblem heroes and completely ignoring my objectively good units in order to make this one guy who fucking sucks mildly useable bc i like that they stuck him in pastels and bunny ears. #meta #gamer

[dianawinchester03]

Behind Bars….Again

Series Masterlist

Summary: Ever since Sam went to college, Dean has been having a hard time. Drinking, gambling, driving recklessly, the works. If it weren't for Y/N covering his ass everytime and bailing him out everytime, he would've been tossed in jail by now. Or worse yet, John and F/N would've dealt with it.

Y/N is 19, Dean is 23, Sam is 19 years old but is away at college)

BASED ON:

The Old Testament Series.

Genesis Primis: A Supernatural Rewrite (Dean Winchester x Reader) by @dianawinchester03

(Ps. I imagine Xander as Drew Van Acker. He played Jason DiLaurentis in Pretty Little Liars)

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Lake Preston, South Dakota

•November 2002:

Dean had been arrested and he called the only person he knew he could count on to get him out. After practically demanding his phone call from the officers who were all too familiar with him, he was whispering into the phone pleadingly,

"Y/N, you don't understand, you have to get me out of here!" he whispers into the phone as a police officer looks on suspiciously. Dean just smiles innocently and waits for her answer.

"Fine but you owe me something!" She answers annoyed.

"I swear, I'm gonna kill this asshat one day" Y/N grumbles to herself as she slides on her fuzzy pink bunny slippers and her robe, not bothering to change from her pajamas because right now that was the least of her worries. Sam had run off to college a little over a year ago, meanwhile Dean was taking it especially hard.

She misses her best friend too but Dean has been getting into trouble a lot lately. And it's beginning to worry her.

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Dean waits patiently in the police station's holding cell, fiddling with a paperclip he somehow managed to find. Every now and then a police officer walks by, eyeing him suspiciously before continuing on their way.

As Dean hears footsteps approaching, he perks up, hoping it's y/n.

-

Y/N creeped down the stairs to see her dad passed out on the couch, half-cradling a bottle of Jack in his lap, the tv still on showing late night informercials.

John went on a hunt alone and F/N stayed back for god knows what reason, she had a feeling it was to keep an eye on her. Which irritated her even more, his breathing down her neck is starting to get to her and she's sick and tired.

You'd think, for someone who was willing to send his 14 year old daughter out on her first hunt with the Winchester boys, he wouldn't be such a pain in the ass. A couple of teenagers taking down a Wendigo on their own? The man is beyond a hypocrite.

Since her dad got plastered the night before, she knew he wouldn't be up until the next evening. So before she left, she made sure to gently take the bottle out of his hands, making sure not to wake him up. Before laying him on his side, she then unfolded the blanket on the single couch and threw it over him.

"Sweet dreams, daddy. Love you" She whispered before laying a gentle kiss on her fathers forehead. He stirred a bit but remained asleep. As much as he fucking annoys her, she loves her old man.

Y/N grabbed her wallet from the kitchen table before lightly creeping out of the kitchen and out the back door. Thankfully, Dean left his Baby at the house before he went out drinking since John gave it to him.

When he went on the hunt, he borrowed her fathers truck. She didn't want to take Quinn in risk of waking f/n up.

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The Impala drives through town, passing various shops and buildings before coming to a stop in front of the police station. She made sure to pass and pick up a burger, fries and milkshake for Dean, knowing that he was probably starving. The greasy diner food sat in the backseat along with the takeaway-milkshake in the cup holder.

She finally made it to the station, pulling into the lot before putting the car in park.

Y/N pushes open the police station doors and walked inside, her fuzzy bunny slippers making a slight shuffling noise against the linoleum floor. She made her way to the receptionist, flashing her a sweet smile. "Hi, I'm here to bail out a Winchester. Dean Winchester."

The receptionist glances up at her, raising an eyebrow at the fuzzy bunny slippers y/n sported before checking her computer screen. After a moment, she looks back up at her"

"Ah, Mr. Winchester. He's in holding cell three," she says, gesturing towards an aisle of cells behind her. Her eyes landed on Dean who was playing with a paper clip. Deans drunken smile brightened upon seeing her by the receptionist's desk, flashing y/n a cheeky grin and lifts a hand in a wave hello.

"Great, how much for the bail?" She asked, beginning to dig into her purse but her jaw dropped at the response. The receptionist glances at the information on her screen again before replying, "The bail is set at $500." Y/N glares over at Dean before looking back at the receptionist.

She didn't have that kind of cash in her, and she didn't think to take her father's fraud credit card.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Did he kill someone?! 5 hundred bucks???" She exclaims at the preposterous amount. The receptionist shakes her head, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "No, no. It's a bail for public disturbance. Your friend caused quite the scene. And it's not his first time in here."

Dean just shrugs innocently from his cell, feigning innocence. "Hey, it's not my fault they can't handle a little fun." Y/N's rage filled eyes snap over to him, a firm finger pointed in his direction.

"You shut your mouth, Winchester. I'll deal with you later" She grits her teeth at him. Dean holds up his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright. Can't I have a little bit of fun every now and then?" he grins, clearly enjoying riling her up.

The receptionist watches the exchange with some amusement, raising an eyebrow at her interaction with Dean. Y/N flipped him off, mouthing 'You're dead meat' before turning back to the receptionist with a tight smile. "That still doesn't amount over the fact that it's $500." She crossed her arms over tank-top clap chest before politely asking,

"Can I speak to the arresting officer??" The receptionist nodded, "That would be Officer Thompson" She stated before picking up the phone and dials a number, her eyes drifting to Y/N's bunny slippers again. The name rang a bell in her head. After a moment, she speaks into the phone, explaining that she wanted to talk to the officer who arrested Dean.

"Thompson?" Y/N asks, the receptionist nodded in confirmation before she internally groaned, the one Thompson she knew was Alexander Thompson. Her ex boyfriend from high school when they went to Sioux Falls High in the late 90s before Bobby's falling out with their dads.

They dated for no more than 6 months before parting ways. They surprisingly ended on good terms, however. Both deciding that they wouldn't be able to make it work due to y/n lying and telling him she wanted to go to California to study and Xander wanted to stay in Sioux Falls to join the force right out of high-school.

She assumed he transferred to the Preston Lake department, if it were him.

The truth was the nature of the family business, it pained her to leave but she had to tough it out. In her mind, it's her fault for getting attached to someone. Knowing they they weren't gonna stay there for long.

It also got to her because he was the first person she ever felt a connection with, her first real relationship. They lost their virginities to one another, that's connection no one could come between.

To his knowledge, she's probably back 'home' for Christmas break but that's the furtherest thing from the truth.

"You can go see him in the bullpen, desk 19" The receptionist told her, y/n muttered a low "Thanks", before shuffling her bunny coated feet over to the bullpen. There he was, sat filling out paper work.

Officer Thompson looks up from his paperwork and spots Y/N approaching, a surprised expression on his face. "Hey, y/n/n," he says, setting down his pen. "How can I help you? You wanted to speak with me?" he asks, eyeing her curiously.

Dean, watching from his cell, grumbles something under his breath as he sees Thompson.

"Hey, Xander. I don't mean to yell but $500?!"

Alexander Thompson smiled softly, his heart swelling when she called him "Xander," an old nickname she gave him when they were dating. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

"Listen, I had to set the bail high. Your friend here was making a scene and causing a disturbance. Got into a bar fight, broke a bottle over a man's head. He's gonna need stitches but he'll live. Plus, he resisted arrest," he explains, gesturing to Dean in the cell behind them near the receptionist desk.

"Come on man, you know how he is. And you know I can't afford $500" Y/N says exasperatedly. Thompson rubs his neck, looking slightly uncomfortable. "I know, I know, but protocol is protocol. And your friend hasn't exactly been cooperative."

He glances over at Dean, who is now whistling and twirling the paperclip he was playing with earlier. Y/N's eyes flickered back over to Dean. She groaned at the man child infront of her. "Please, I've never asked you for anything Xander" She pleaded with him.

Thompson sighs heavily, his resolve weakening at the look on Y/N's face.

"You're right, you know how to get to me," he mutters, shaking his head. "But this is a one time thing, got it? I can't let him off easy next time he gets arrested."

"I'm asking you as a friend, and nothing more." She stated him. Thompson rubs his face, considering y/n's plea. He looks over at Dean, who grins widely at her knowingly.

"Fine," he says finally. "I'll lower the bail to $50. But this is a one time deal, understood? And if he gets arrested again, I won't be so lenient." Thompson agrees, but firmly states as he got up from his chair.

"Thank you!" Y/N exclaimed in relief, thanking him gratefully before giving him a hug. "I promise, he won't" She assures him. Thompson is surprised by the hug, initially stiffening before graciously returning it.

He melted into her touch, "Yeah, yeah," he mutters, a faint blush on his cheeks. "Just make sure he stays out of trouble."

Dean watches the scene from his cell, rolling his eyes.

"I'll see you around" She said sweetly before walking over to the receptionist and handing her the money.

Thompson watches Y/N walked away, a mix of disappointment and lingering affections on his face.

The receptionist takes the money and starts processing the paperwork to release Dean. After a few minutes, she calls out, "You can release Mr. Winchester now."

A police officer unlocks the cell and Dean steps out, a smug grin on his face. "Thanks for bailing me out, princess," he teases.

She narrows her eyes at him before snatching him by his ear and dragging him out of the station. Dean protests loudly as she dragged him by the ear out of the police station, a few officers watching the scene with amused grins.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" he hisses, trying to pry her hand off his ear. "Dammit, ease up on the grip!" She pinched harder before letting go. "You dumbass!" She exclaimed in frustration before smacking his chest.

Dean winces as she pinched his ear even harder before finally letting go. He rubs his chest where y/n slapped him, a pout on his face.

"Alright, alright, I get it! I messed up, alright?" He glances at her fuzzy bunny slippers and grins. "And what's with the slippers? Couldn't leave fuzzy at home" He snorts. "1. Leave fuzzy out of this" She stated firmly, pointing a finger at him while he had a cheeky grin plastered across his face.

"2. Why slap to his chest did slap you slap have slap to slap go slap and slap get slap arrested! slap slap slap" She smacked him with each syllable, he didn't dare protest before he knew this time, he was wrong.

"What the hell is the matter with you, charming?! This is the 4th time! If John and dad knew, they'd have our fucking heads!" Y/N exclaims lowly with a warning tone.

Dean winces with each slap, trying to shield himself with his arms.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop slapping me!" he protested, trying to keep a straight face. "I didn't mean to get arrested, okay? It just sort of happened..."

He glances at y/n again, taking in her grumpy expression and the fuzzy slippers. "And seriously, the slippers? Don't you have some real shoes?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Dean!"

Dean holds up his hands in surrender, trying to avoid another slap.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten arrested. But seriously, the slippers? They make you look like a bunny."

This earn him another smack but this time across the head.

Dean winces again, rubbing his head where she slapped him. "Ow! Hey, quit hitting me, princess!" he protested, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He glanced at the fuzzy slippers again, a smirk spreading across his face. "But seriously, those things are ridiculous. You look like a character from a children's cartoon."

"Jesus..." Y/N huffed, rubbing her temples. "Just get in the car" She grumbled. "Fine, fine" he says, a hint of resignation in his tone. "But can you seriously stop hitting me now?"

"Shut up before I hit you again" She quipped up before jumping into the drivers seat of the Impala and starting the ignition. Dean still stood where he was. An amused grin on his face, his hands buried in his pockets.

She was worried about him, she cared deeply. So deeply that she tucked her tail between her legs and pleaded with her ex boyfriend to lower to bail so he didn't have to spend the night in jail and have their dads find out. He appreciated it. He admittingly felt a little jealous when she hugged Xander but he shoved it to the back of his mind.

The honk of the Impala's horn snapped Dean out of his daydream, "GET IN BEFORE I RUN YOUR ASS OVER!" Y/N yelled through the drivers side window.

Dean jumps at the sudden shouting, quickly climbing into the passenger seat of the Impala and buckling his seatbelt. "Alright, alright! I'm in! Damn sweetheart, you don't have to threaten me with violence."

"Oh, just like you did that guy in the bar?" She retorted, referring to his reason for getting hauled in cuffs as she put Baby in reverse. Dean rolls his eyes. "That guy had it coming. He was being an ass," he retorts, wincing as he realizes he's about to get reprimanded.

"And I already said I was sorry about getting arrested. Thank you for bailing me out, princess but I didn't mean to cause such a scene." Dean shrugged, thanking her for her kindness. He knew she'd come get it, also expecting to get reprimanded.

"Yeah well you did. I just had a very awkward conversation with my ex, thanks to you." She grumbled, pulling onto the road. Dean raises an eyebrow at her mention of her ex. "Oh, the cop from before? That Thompson guy, right? I remember you guys dated for a while last year." Dean rolled his eyes, a burning feeling appearing in his chest at the thought of Y/N and Alexander.

"Before you start to mock me, no we're not getting back together" Y/N chimed, knowing how Dean was around her boyfriends. He'd either mock and tease her about them or blatantly dislike them. In this case, it was both when it came to Xander.

Dean smirks at her statement. "Oh really? Then why was he giving you that sad, lovesick puppy look when I walked out? Seemed like there was still something there." He teased, masking the burning feeling with a smirk.

"Shut up" Y/N rolled her eyes, pulling into the freeway, just a couple miles from the house. Dean chuckles, enjoying teasing her. "Oh, come on. You can't fool me. I know a lovesick loser when I see one. And that Thompson guy fit the bill perfectly."

"Speaking from experience?" She retorted back with a smirk. Dean's smirk faltered slightly at her remark. "Hey, hey, hey. That's not fair," he protested, a hint of defensiveness in his tone. "I'm not lovesick. I just enjoy the ladies, that's all. No strings attached." Dean defended with a shrug.

"Mhhhmmm" Y/N rolled her eyes, keeping it trained on the road as they drove back to the house. Dean leaned back in the passenger seat, his arms crossed over his chest.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked sarcastically, noticing the doubt in her expression. But it was anything but doubt, "You don't believe me?"

"No, I do" She stated before grimacing in disgust, "I just don't wanna imagine it" Y/N gagged, shaking her head. A similar burning feeling appearing in her chest at the thought of Dean with someone else.

"What? Don't wanna hear about my conquests with many ladies?" Dean teased, a wicked smirk painted in his lips at Y/N's clearly disgusted face.

"I will crash this car. Do not test me." She puts her finger up warningly. Dean holds his hands up in surrender, a chuckling. "Alright, alright. Don't bring Baby into this. I'll lay off. No more talk about my conquests. Sorry for ruffling your feathers."

"Good" She huffed, both hands on the wheel as swerved into the left lane, before bending the corner to the dirt road the house was two miles in.

She then remember the food she had for him, "Oh, here I almost forgot" She reached to the backseat, picking up the brown bag with food with her left hand. She handed it to him and when Deans eyes landed on the greased bag, his heart softened. "You- you got me food?"A smile tugged at his lips, "Yeah, I thought you'd be hungry" She shrugged before pointing a finger at him.

"That doesn't mean your off the hook. Now eat. There's a milkshake there for you" She pointed to the cup holder, occupied with her milkshake and his.

Lord, thank you. Dean thinks to himself.

His heart swelled in his chest as he dug into the bag, taking out the burger and unwrapping it. He instantly dove it, but not before offering y/n a bite, which she declined since she had eaten before bed. "You want some fries then?" He asked her with a mouthful of food, "Yeah, sure" She nodded, he then took out one of the fries from the bag and put it out to feed her.

She snorted at the gesture but accepted it graciously with her mouth, she chewed on the salty chip contently as Dean dove back into his burger.

Dean grins drunkenly at this, happy she didn't just snatch it out of his hand and fed herself finding her grumpy demeanor from earlier amusing. "You know, you're cute when you're mad" he teases, reaching over to poke Y/N's cheek lightly.

"Yeah, and you're an idiot when you're drunk, charming" She snorted, gently smacking away his finger that was pressed into her cheek.

Dean feigns hurt, holding his hand to his chest dramatically as he let out an exaggerated gasp.

Y/N rolled her eyes at this, trying to bite back her smile.

"Hey, now you're just insulting me," he protests with a mouthful of food, unable to keep the grin off his face. "I'm not always an idiot when drunk. Just most of the time."

He gives Y/N a cheeky smile before glancing out the window at the passing scenery.

She couldn't help but chuckle at this, "That you are, charming. That you are" She laughed as she pulled up in-front of the house. Putting the car in park, Dean had finally finished his burger and milkshake, tossing the discarded contents in the paper bag.

"Before we go in, I need to talk to you" She stated seriously, turning to him in the drivers seat.

Dean frowns slightly, sensing the seriousness in her tone. "Okay. What's up?" he asks, turning to face Y/N in the passenger seat.

She took a deep breath before beginning. "I know since Sam left for college it's been bugging you. And I get it, I do. I miss him like crazy, but you're getting yourself into trouble. You need to be careful because if our dads find out, we could get in a lot of trouble and that's worse than having the police in our ass" She lectures.

Understanding how much it bothered Dean now that Sam was away at college but also in a warning way that it would not end nicely if John and F/N found out.

Dean grits his teeth, clearly not thrilled about being lectured.

"I can handle myself, princess," he retorts, his defensiveness kicking in. "I don't need you to tell me how to deal with my feelings. I'm a grown ass man, not a child."

He crosses his arms over his chest, looking out the window broodingly.

"Charming..." She sighs exasperated. "I'm not trying to tell you how to deal with your feelings. I'm your friend and I'm gonna be honest, you're saying you're a grown ass man. That you are but you're crossing your arms at me and acting like a child" She points out with brutal honesty.

Dean scowls at her comment but deep down, he knows Y/N's right. He was clearly annoyed at being called out on his behavior. He was acting childish, but he wasn't going to admit that.

"I'm not acting like a child," he protests, even though his body language says otherwise. "I'm just... frustrated, okay? I miss Sam too, and it sucks that he's off at college having a blast while we're stuck here with our dads always on our asses." He grumbles in frustration, shaking his head.

"I get it, sweetie. I do" She says gently, using her pointer finger and thumb to turn his face by his chin to her. "But I'm always here if you wanna talk. It's better to do that then get arrested and in trouble"

Dean huffs, grudgingly meeting her gaze deep down, her words hit a nerve. He knows shes right, but he can't bring himself to admit it. He's too damn stubborn.

"I don't need to talk," he mutters gruffly. "I can handle my own problems. I don't need your help."

Her face hardened, he was being stubborn as always. She didn't want to just give up because he never gave up on her, he always had her back and she always had his along with Sam's. But the man was arrogant, he needed some tough love. And that's what he's gonna get.

"Alright, then how bout. Next time you call me in jail, I'll leave you to rot for the night and let John pick you up.....That is, if he does" She spat angrily, leaving the keys in the ignition before jumping out of the car. Feet padding heavily towards the porch.

She tightened her grip on her robe from the chilly air.

Dean's eyes widened at her words, a mix of anger, disappointment, and disbelief flashing across his face. He was not expecting that reaction. He was used to her usually coddling him and being understanding. But this time it was different.

"Wait, wait, wait!" He called out, scrambling out of the car to follow her. "Hey, come on, princess. You don't mean that!"

She turned to him, arms crossed over her chest. "No, I do. Because that's what you wanted right? Me to leave you alone, here you go!" She grumbled back lowly, fishing her house keys out of her pocket.

Dean's heart sank a bit at her response, realizing he had gone too far this time. He hated it when she was mad at him, especially when he was the one who caused it.

"No, that's not what I meant," he protested, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I just... I just don't want to be lectured at, okay? I can handle myself. I'm not some kid you need to look out for."

"I'm your friend, Dean. I'm care about you. We've always had each others backs, what's the issue now?" She says exasperated, a bit hurt but she swallowed it down.

Dean hesitates for a moment, swallowing the lump in his throat. He didn't want to admit it, but she was right. They had always had each others' backs, no matter what.

"I... I don't know," he mutters, looking down at his shoes. "I guess I just feel lost without Sam here. I miss him, and I've been taking it out on you. I'm sorry, princess." He finally admitted, her heart softened.

"I'll try and do better, I promise" He sighed, his head dropping with shame. "That's all I wanted to hear, charming." She smiled softly, glad her tough love got the truth out of him.

Reaching over to hug him, Dean lets out a small sigh of relief, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. As he returned the hug, "Thanks" he says softly, squeezing her tightly whilst caressing her hair. "Sorry for being such a dick tonight. I didn't mean to take out my frustrations on you." He apologized.

"We're family. It ain't supposed to be perfect" She chuckled, her arms around his midsection. Dean chuckles, his arms wrapping around her shoulders as he pulled her closer. He agrees, resting his chin on top of her head as a fond smile crept onto his face. "Yeah, yeah," he muttered, pulling away from the hug to look at her. "Family."

"Come on, let's go. It's cold out. Dads passed out on the couch plastered. I'll make you a cup of hot cocoa" She whispered as she opened the door, checking to make sure her father was still passed out.

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Authors Note: This one has been sitting in drafts for the longest time. So why the hell not post it, huh? I've mentioned before but the book isn't really gonna be in order much it's gonna have a few time skips Eg, it'll go from them being kids, to adults, to teens, back to kids etc. But I'll fix it up when it's completed and put it in order you will understand.

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[elysianholly]

This fucking guy

My villain origin story is people claiming that Riley's biggest crime in the series was being boring. He wasn't just boring. He was a passive-aggressive chauvinist who the show bent over backward to defend. A while back on Reddit, I made a list of reasons why Riley sucks. This is that list, and I'm adding to it.

The only reason he punches Parker is because Parker is mouthing off about a girl Riley likes. Everything about this interaction suggests that Riley has heard him say similar before, and hasn't cared until the woman in question was someone he had a vested interest in.

He calls Buffy stupid for not wanting to date him (if this guy slid into your DMs and called you stupid for turning him down, lbr, this would not lead into a healthy, lasting romance)

He immediately puts himself in competition with Buffy. Even at his most inoffensive, he says things like "I don't even know if I could take you."

He has an inherently chauvinistic view of the world (established in The Initiative)

He is upset that Buffy had a significant relationship before she knew him and assumes Buffy boinked Angel in The Yoko Factor

He uses abuser language to excuse his shitty behavior like, "I love you so much I can't think straight."

He decides that Buffy doesn't love him all by himself

When he decides that Buffy doesn't love him, he confides in Xander and doesn't communicate his relationship issues with Buffy

He wants to help Buffy but only in jobs that are "manly." In No Place Like Home, for instance, he nopes out when Buffy suggests he help with the spell to identify what might be wrong with Joyce. Even if there wasn't a lot for him to do, he could, idk, stick around to be moral support for his partner who is trying to figure out what might be attacking her mother. That seems like a pretty standard partner thing to do.

He gets upset that Buffy "doesn't get all worked up over him" the way she did with Angel when "getting all worked up" in CONTEXT means "isn't constantly miserable."

He is sad boi at Buffy in OoMM for also prioritizing her mother's health after she believes Riley is healed rather than sticking around to play nursemaid

He wants Buffy to show emotion over Joyce at a time when Buffy literally cannot (if you've never had a parent in the hospital with a life-threatening illness, maybe you don't know that there are times/places to break down and "in the hospital" where you're supposed to be strong isn't one of them)

He doesn't care that his girlfriend's mother is sick, possibly with something life-threatening; he cares that he got to be the hero of the piece, the shoulder for Buffy to cry on. His only reaction to any of that was to be hurt that Buffy didn't respond the way he thought she should; no concern for her well-being or Joyce's, just Riley getting his feelings hurt because he wasn't the center of Buffy's universe or the rock for her to lean on when all went to pieces

This is further confirmed by the way he just doesn't mention Joyce's absence at all in As You Were. When he leaves Sunnydale, it's after Joyce has had a successful operation. He returns and she's not there and no questions? No condolences? It's because he doesn't care.

He doesn't ask about Buffy's death when she lets him know she died.

He starts separating himself from the Scoobies and then gets mad for not being included

He literally cheats on Buffy with vampire sex workers (there are people who say they were not sex workers, but in a show where monsters are metaphors, you have to be especially dense or willfully obtuse to not realize this is what they are)

Riley intentionally puts himself in a position where he might be killed or turned specifically to SPITE BUFFY, which demonstrates his lack of consideration for what she might have to do later if things go bad

Riley blames Buffy for being roofied by Dracula (again, monsters as metaphor)

He never apologizes or owns that he was unfaithful

He blames his infidelity on Buffy, actually

The first time Buffy learns Riley isn't happy, she's told she should've seen it, which is classic victim blaming and happens from Xander AND Riley (and a good amount of fans who want to excuse that behavior)

He is fine with torturing sentient creatures, and in fact had a stake made specifically so he could torture vampires without killing them

He goes behind Buffy's back all the time

Riley was not boring. If he were boring, he would be inoffensive. Dull to watch but not rage-inducing. But he is rage-inducing because, despite all the passive-aggressive gaslighting bullshit he gets away with, people in this fandom still believe he was "Buffy's best boyfriend." That she was to blame for the deterioration of this relationship. That he was the healthiest of the Buffyverse men. The show does, too. That's why Xander (Wh*don's mouthpiece) gives that sanctimonious little speech to Buffy (the audience in this case) in Into the Woods to scold us for not treating Riley better. Then they double down in As You Were to make Buffy fawn all over herself to let this gaslighting asshole off the hook for everything he put her through.

Riley's sin is not being boring. It's that he was actually awful. Wh*don himself once called Riley a "healthy relationship" for Buffy, and if that doesn't tell you something, there's no talking to you.

[judgmental-eyebrows]

I’ve seen so much excellent gethan discourse, I need to throw this little idea into the ring.

Imagine that Ethan comes meandering back to town in season 6. He escaped from the Initiative awhile back, and decided it would be fun to come and annoy his best friend ex boyfriend former partner in crime Giles. Y’know. As a lover of chaos magic does.

But Giles has left, gone back to England. So, Ethan runs across Buffy and has a Thought. Maybe he thinks that if word gets back to Giles that he’s hanging around his Slayer he’ll come back, or he wants to prove something to Giles, or it’s just too good of a chance to pass up. He could lie, and say that he’s there because Giles told him to keep an eye out, but who would believe that?

So Ethan stays in Sunnydale and proclaims himself to be Buffy’s new unofficial Watcher.

It solves more problems than it causes, which is weird for everyone:

The trio of evil nerds are dealt with very quickly—they’re amateurs, and their work is just uninspiring.

Rack leaves town, having had a run in (that he does NOT wish to repeat) with Ethan years ago.

Willow’s still a bit shaky with the magic from time to time, but she, Tara, and Anya are so busy keeping him from stealing supplies from the Magic Box that she really doesn’t have much of a chance to do any major spells.

Xander has an honest talk with Anya after Ethan sprinkles hexed glitter in his work gloves.

While Buffy is really not pleased that Ethan is so persistent in sticking around, social services have been suspiciously absent lately… but it probably has nothing to do with Ethan standing outside her house and muttering something about “ignorance” and “overlooking”, while waving his hands, right?

Ethan is delighted by Buffy and Spike—they get into the best sort of trouble together. As he tells Buffy, he’s always had a soft spot for a bad boy, especially one with such pretty eyes. Spike’s flattered, and Buffy’s not sure if Ethan is seriously flirting with her vampire (and looking for a broken nose), or trying to irritate her. Either way, she’s not taking any chances.

When Giles returns (for whatever reason—Anya and Xander’s successful wedding? In expectation of the spring apocalypse?) he’s flabbergasted to see Ethan sipping his good liquor at the Magic Box.

“Ah hello, love,” Ethan says smoothly. “Since you left so abruptly and without instructions, I presumed custody over the various children. Join me for a drink?”

Dawn and Anya protest the most at being referred to as children, Spike says something about the number of British gents in the room, and Buffy flings her arms around her stunned Watcher’s neck.

“You have no idea how glad I am to see you. He’s the most annoying, obnoxious man I’ve ever met!”

“Yeah,” Xander pipes in, “and she’s dating Spike.”

“Speaking of dating…” Willow starts. “How come you never told us that you and Ethan—?”

And with that, Rupert Giles turns and leaves. He’ll come back in about five minutes, in the hopes that it was all an elaborate daydream.

[silly-little-gooses]

random tig headcanons pt.3!

I haven’t done these in a while, so let’s go!

~ all of the hawthorne brothers have dimples. jameson and xander’s are really prominent and nash’s are more subtle. grayson never smiles, so only a few people are sure about his.

~ avery hates dust jackets on books and takes them off every time. it doesn’t matter how pretty it is, it’s annoying.

~ part of nash’s personality is what I like to call “grandma nash”. he calls everyone ‘sweetheart’, he knows how to knit, he plays candy crush, he doesn’t know how to take a selfie, and his hearing isn’t great.

~ jameson loves dogs and always asks to pet a dog whenever he sees one. he’s not scared of any dog, big or small.

~ grayson likes to act all tough like he’s immune to everything but in reality, he has a bunch of allergies and is severely allergic to nuts, fish/shellfish, and blackberries. he’s also lactose intolerant.

~ max has an auditory processing disorder and can never hear what people are saying correctly. she’s the friend that asks ‘what?’ every time you say something.

~ while jameson loves to drink, avery hates the taste of alcohol and never drinks. she’s always the designated driver at parties and events.

~ jameson can do a bunch of crazy voice impressions - kermit the frog, elmo, kronk, and a bunch of other celebrities and cartoon characters.

~ when xander is in the sun for a long period of time, you can see that he has quite a lot of freckles and they’re so cute.

~ when the hawthorne brothers were little, tobias constructed a massive indoor playground for them to play on as kids. they still play on it as adults. ~ libby likes to do nash’s eyeliner, and god, does he look good

~ max cannot spell for her *life*. her texts to avery always look like gibberish and no one can tell what she’s trying to say.

~ grayson hated middle school pe but jameson was that one boy that was just a complete show-off. he could do a hundred push ups and sit ups, run the mile in five minutes, do the most laps on the pacer, etc. it made all the ladies swoon ofc.

~ oren is the KING of just dance, convince me otherwise. xander is a close second place.

~ avery is a ravenclaw, jameson is a gryffindor, nash is a hufflepuff, grayson is a slytherin, xander is a hufflepuff, max is a gryffindor, and libby is a hufflepuff!

that’s all I have for now, byeeee! <3

[raisedbythetv89]

joss's sick obsession with not just causing pain and suffering - but punishment and humiliation to his "pretty popular girl" archetype characters aka Buffy and Cordelia and his favoritism of the most horrible mediocre white men aka riley, xander, and angel is never more apparent than in Into the Woods

The writers opted not for the FANTASTIC call back to season 1 with owen and Never Kill a Boy on the First Date when Buffy says "two days in my world and owen really would get himself killed…. or I'd get him killed… or someone else...."

which set them up perfectly for the road map of Buffy's attempt at a "normal" relationship that angel, her mother, and the scoobies keep trying to push her to have (when she's not normal herself so of course it's gonna be a disaster which is soooooo trying to force a queer person to be straight coded which is why spuffy is inherently queer on top of them both being canonically bisexual because Buffy embracing her love of Spike is embracing her inherent queerness)

But could you IMAGINE how amazing it would have been for season 1 to have foreshadowed riley being turned at the suck house (because literally all that evil in Sunnydale and NO ONE takes the opportunity to turn the slayer's boyfriend into the perfect secret weapon to take her and her whole family out??? PLEASE)

Then vamp riley almost killing Dawn and her mother (because Dawn would be the one tricked into inviting him in as a call back to Dawn accidentally inviting Harmony in and Buffy saying she's gonna get us all killed plus angel tricking his little sister into inviting him in once he was turned)

Buffy is forced to kill him after pleading with him to remember he loves her or any part of who he was (which would further show how exceptional Spike's ability to form a truce with Buffy, keep it, and fall in love with her all without a soul is)

Making riley her second (third if we count ford being left for dead and then having to dust him) turned evil boyfriend she's forced to kill.

Buffy would still be DEVASTATED and it's Buffy so she'd still punish and blame herself even though it'd be all riley's fault (demonstrating how this storyline would still cause immense pain for Buffy and be very high stakes drama for the plot but again joss elected for humiliation having Buffy literally chase after the man who was cheating on her with vampires while she was dealing with a sick mother and a hell god after her sister. Favoring a white man's character over the best plot line)

All while also further setting up her and Spike's relationship because of the "if that's what I wanted I'd be dating Spike" of it all which was her basically saying if I didn't want normal, Spike would be who I'd choose and now she's tried to be normal and he got killed, almost killed her family and then she had to kill him just like season 1 Buffy knew would happen when she broke things off with owen!!

AND the poetic irony of her trying to be “normal” and it ends with the exact same result?? The lesson being that rejecting who you are is not the answer and the only true answer is self acceptance because pain will happen no matter what so might as well love and embrace yourself ???

BUT NOOOOOOO the writers aka joss opted for riley's narrative to be that he's a hero and a good guy always, no matter what because joss has a big fat crush on marc and guys like him, angel and oz all get written off by treating women like shit without being villainized for it at all and then leaving. Getting to go on to live rich and fulfilling lives while Kendra, Tara, Cordy, and Anya are all violently killed off with barely any time spent grieving their deaths by more than one character..... (I haven't ever been able to finish ats so I don't know how much this applies to cordy's but my guess is the pattern didn't change much)

THEY EVEN LOOK THE SAME FOR CHRIST’S SAKE IT WRITES ITSELF

[xo-zozo]

can I request more hawthorne headcannons pls x

yes ofc!! i only have one hc request left to post so you guys can start sending me more if you have any ideas

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grayson is the one who does the photography at everyone's wedding's

sometimes when avery goes away for work she has to call home and make sure that jameson hasn't already gotten drunk

other than emily and avery jameson didn't actually have that many crushes in school

avery has a nice singing voice

not only are jameson's eyes really green but i think that they would also be really big

grayson has never actually gotten into a car accident but i can not say the same for jameson

thea and bex both really like sour candy

the decor in hawthorne house a christmas is always super over the top because avery like christmas a lot

during halloween avery allows the gates to be opened and they get a bunch of trick or treaters

jameson (and a lot of other people in the fam) repost edits of himself (or avery-)

at some point max posted her ranking of the hawthorne brothers and everyone thought it was hilarious

sometimes they all go to walmart or walgreens and run around until they get spotted by someone who recognizes them

jameson is supposed to have bodyguards and security but he always ends up ditching them and making/convincing avery to ditch her's too

sometimes jameson and xander get grayson to actually relax for a night and they go to a bar or something together

the girls always ditch the boys like once a month to go to a nice dinner once they notice they need to actually take breaks

everyone tries to teach libby and max how to play chess but they don't get it half of the time or they think it's boring

grayson actually kinda wants kids becuase he likes them most of the time but he's terrified to admit it because he thinks he's never gonna find love

and then he finally tells nash and he hypes him up (#1 hype brother fr)

avery is always overworking herself so everyone has to watch out for when she starts doing that so that they can remind her to

jameson's whole camera roll is just pictures of avery (that he's probably gonna post) and photos of himself because he knows he's pretty or smth

nash and grayson actually really like the beach and as soon as nash was eighteen they took a trip to florida together without telling jameson and xander

when they got back they were absolutely COOKED because obviously they wanted to go with them

max always makes sure that avery tells her every detail of her life while she's in college because max is used to the fact that something new happens everyday

max and xander are the masters of late night fast food runs (me too tho)

their favorite places are wendys, mcdonalds and taco bell

that's it!! love you guys <33

[drachonia]

𝐥 𝐚 𝐯 𝐞 𝐧 𝐝 𝐞 𝐫 ' 𝐬 𝐛 𝐥 𝐮 𝐞 .

Alfons Slyvatica Family Fluff

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: i kinda felt like going back to my roots and writing some family fluff while i wait for october and try not to pass out from uni stress, lmao. simple stuff, just wanted to write for some characters i've grown fond of. a lil tough to write because of how complex alfons' emotions are about life stuff.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: not really anything warning worthy aside from just...family fluff. a little mention of his more bleak inner thoughts near the end (ends postiive), but that's about it.

Soft and tender notes reached Alfons’ ears as he entered the parlor of his home in the late hours of the morning. His wife’s long brunette hair trailed over the arm of the rocking chair as she cradled a dark-haired child in her lap, gently brushing back the straight and smooth hair from his little forehead.

“Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly And the lambs play We shall be safe, dilly, dilly Out of harm's way.”

Her gemstone eyes flickered up to meet his from across the room, her calm stare turning to a beaming smile as she saw her husband linger in the doorway.

“Look who’s home.”

A tiny head of dark hair whipped up in excitement, the boy turning and scrambling down from his mother’s lap and bouncing toward Alfons with a bright and mischievous grin, much like his own.

“Alec, careful!” His mother called gently after him as tiny feet padded across the hard wood floors quickly.

“Papa’s home! Papa’s home!” The boy leapt into his father’s arms, giggling happily. Long arms caught the child as his aforementioned father lifted him effortlessly in his arms, “How is my little duckling?” He chuckled, feeling the tiny little arms squeeze ‘round his collar and chubby cheeks nuzzle the breast of his coat, eyes closing happily, “Mum read me a few stories that uncle Liam sent! And uncle Elbie came by with Erik to say hello! Ooh and after that we baked a pie together, Mum made our favorite flavor filling, too—” The boy brightened as he recounted the events of the day, his father’s soft as he sat down on the sofa with his son on his lap.

Smoke colored eyes drifted briefly during the story to his son’s mother, taking in the smile as she stared at their child lovingly. He recounted the many times she’d expressed how she wanted their child to look like him, and glancing back down at Alec, she practically got her wish. Narrow but pretty dark eyes, soft black hair just short of ink in color. The more he looked at his son, the more he contemplated his own negative thoughts. If someone had asked him several years ago whether he’d make a good father, he would have laughed in their face. Nowadays, however, Alfons was almost terrified at how much his own family had changed his outlook on life. That solemn reminder of being forgotten lurked in the back of his mind, always. But…this peace he was rewarded with at his home he’d made…it was something that kept him going. He would make every effort each mission to execute each plan to perfection, not a resource nor a second could be wasted, for he had a family to return to.

“—Oh! And I start school tomorrow, remember, papa?” Excited smoke colored eyes stared wide up at him, expectant for a reaction. He felt his muscles relax finally, reaching up to rub Xander’s fluffy little head, thumb rubbing his chubby cheek, “Yes, little one, I remember, growing so fast, aren’t you?” He lifted him into a hug, squeezing him to his chest and kissing the top of his head, chin resting there as he smiled at his wife, a fragile, but contented smile. All of this felt surreal, like he could let out too heavy a sigh and it would all blow away like smoke. But with each day he lived it, he learnt he was far more content to let things develop as they were.

He remembered being hesitant when he learned he and his lover had managed to conceive. Remembered the anxiety of what could become of them both should anything happen to him. But perhaps the thing he remembered most of it all was when he got to sit by her side, watching her cradle that little bundle with a patch of dark hair. That moment he reached out, only for a tiny fist to wrap around his gloved index finger. That moment rendered him wide-eyed in wonder, speechless and curious to how someone could capture his attention even easier than his partner. Of course, given the fact a child was practically a manifestation of them both, he supposed it wasn’t entirely impossible to have that unconditional love.

Brought back to reality by a faint tug on his coat by his eight year-old, he smiled softly, eyes crinkled in joy as he kissed his son’s head tenderly. Every bit of love he would pour into this family of his, until all of them were filled with too many memories to possibly forget. That would be the thing that he would leave behind, no matter what twisted card fate may try to pull.

lace headers by saradika.

[wolfofcelestia]

*takes a big ass drink because.....*

I personally feel baited and switched sjdkskdkd. I first saw a post literally just announcing Zayne is back, like his main storyline and I bs you not, I was celebrating for half a hour like HE'S BACK. My husband has returned from the war ass vibes😭

So you can't imagine my horror when I actually sat down to watch the trailer and saw actually we're joining Dawnbreaker in the trenches like???? I'm happy to meet him, but damn Infold has their favourites and I can tell you it's not Zayne💔💔💔 (in terms of misery and angst, not like in terms of promo and content, istg he's their whipping boy) I thought Sylus would replace him in that role but they were like you fucking thought skshjififsjjd.

Like okay I expected there to be some shit going down in the Arctic and with Xander Sciences but this?????

If it'll go the way I think it will go, I'm pretty sure Zayne's route will still have him the majority of the time. The story in the preview is probably only for his 5* card we get from the investigation

The fact that this card and event to obtain the card is limited makes me think that it's not entirely connected to Zayne's route at all. Definitely connected since they've labelled it as "Main story branch 5-Star Memory", but it won't be the entire story. It definitely has a huge implications to his lore if Dawnbreaker is involved though

So even though this is only speculation, I wouldn't go as far as to say his entire route will only be doom and gloom! We'll get Zayne back for sure! It IS his route after all, not Dawnbreaker's route (maybe in the future?)

Also Sylus's myth cards are coming up so he'll definitely get a chance to be infold's whipping boy again asdfalsdfkj

But after what they did to Zayne, I'm hoping my theory about his myth cards being mundane is actually true. I doubt it though. All myths except for Sylus's first one is usually really tragic so I'm just here waiting to get my ass beaten two days in a row tbh

[moxie-girl]

DRDT EP 13/14 ANALYSIS/THEORIES

I said I'd do this once I collected my thoughts! haha Warning! This is super long…

To start, I'm going to pick apart all the stuff I predicted for ep. 13 (I'll try not to make it too long…)

Levi's Secret

Well. Levi sure did admit to. All that! I think this eliminates any last doubts I personally had about him being the killer… (your honor just because I'm a serial killer doesn't mean I killed that specific person /ref) I really like that he isn't shown as a bad person just because he lacks empathy, and he's actually actively trying to be a good person… the fact that he just admitted his secret because he thought it was the right thing to do is so funny though, there go all my theories lol! (I'm still a little worried about rule 14 though…)

Ace's (Almost) Murder

Yeah!! This is probably what we're gonna spend episode 14 talking about, with murder method and alibis, etc. I still don't think it was Nico though! (I want to say I called that it'd be relevant, but it felt a little obvious…)

The Murder Method

I think we can say this has been all figured out, with the method being exactly what several people much smarter than me all figured out.

The Possible Culprits

Rose was still acting a little odd, but I think Whit on the other hand, despite whatever all that was, is off the hook for now, so my number 1 suspect is still Hu! I'm like 90% sure she was the one who tried to kill Ace, at least, and that's become very important now!

Secrets

Well, we got all the secrets figured out! (Hu :( ) The fandom interpretation was pretty much correct, except for Teruko's (we'll get to that later…) I do hope that after this trial, some of the secrets that are not relevant/haven't really been discussed do get adressed, because I could even see them becoming motives for murder again. But also, I just want the characters to talk about them! (gimme that juicy juicy angst…)

Ace

He didn't re-open his injury or really freak out like I expected, but we got some vulnerability (and a new sprite!) from Ace, and considering next episode is probably gonna focus a ton on him, I'm still expecting at least one of the two to happen…

Teruko

Luckily for Teruko, we didn't have anything unlucky happen to her this episode! But she sure did get her time in the protag spotlight anyway, I'm glad she didn't let the mistake from last episode get her down!

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Also, my bingo card! I got a bingo!! (ft. my messy tiny notes if you want to read them)

A few of my other bingo predictions I'm still going to hold on to for the next (few) episodes, but now, onto some new stuff!

Final Arei Flashback

Whoooah boy was that scene a doozy. I'm starting to think David's murderous rage towards the blackened at the start of the trial was genuine, because me too, man. I'm really glad Arei got at least a little bit of closure before she died, though! She also had an interesting take on the "good person" role, something that has been very important to this trial thus far and will likely continue to be. (I'm thinking that the killer may have had a "good person"-related motivation for killing, which is why it's the chapter's overarching theme?)

Also, to adress the elephant in the room… EDEN??? Well, no wonder Xander "didn't expect her to attack [him] like that" - and from her expression I wonder if she expected it either - I'm really looking forward to learning more about what, exactly, happened before the killing game that involved them! I didn't really believe in Mastermind!Eden before this, but it's starting to look pretty plausible... (Also Xander is the king of haunting the narrative oh my god lol)

Teruko's Secret

Many of us, myself included, were hoping/guessing/assuming that when all the secrets were figured out, David would reveal that he actually had Teruko's, not Xander's. While that didn't happen, the way he reacted after she claimed "her" secret essentially confirms it, as does a lot of other evidence:

That secret being hers would complete a secret circle of Teruko -> Rose -> Whit -> David -> Teruko and a secret pair of Xander <--> Min, which makes sense considering all other secret swaps are either circles of four or in pairs.

Xander and Min would have each other's secrets logically since neither of them can receive secrets, so theirs would probably be separated from the rest.

MonoTV's line about not knowing whether they're all correct feels like a reminder/a hint that some of the secrets are incorrect, and those two feel like the most likely options.

Teruko apparently has no idea which secret is actually hers, so may have just guessed the one that sounded more like her, except we know she never knew her parents and only had one sibling (as does Charles… I wonder if he'll notice)

EDIT: I cant believe I almost forgot, but I feel like David’s attitude towards Xander (and Teruko) makes more sense with these secrets, because why would he idolize Xander if the killing game was his fault, but he would idolize him if he thought Xander was trying to end the killing game by killing Teruko, the person David now thinks/knows is at fault.

However, since David didn't claim out loud that Teruko was lying, it's likely that this piece of information will become relevant much later in the series, and he'll be keeping it to himself for now.

Veronika and Hu

When did Veronika and Hu make their pact? And how did Hu, presumably the one who wanted to make the pact, know that Veronika had her secret? Also, what on earth do you mean, Veronika, that your secret isn't the worst thing you've done???? This little section with the two of them could just be entirely innocent and a way for the dev to get the rest of the secrets on the board, and let Veronika be a little unhinged as she tends to be, but I get the feeling at least some of this is relevant. (I'm betting on either Accomplice!Veronika or Veronika's actual "worst thing" being important to a later trial…)

David

Ohhhhh, David. I feel like Veronika with how much I want to psychoalanize this guy. He is on the verge of a breakdown, and I can feel it! The question being, of course, whether Arei's death was enough to make it happen this chapter, or whether this is something that's gonna last another chapter or two before coming to a head. My money's on the second option, because I think this trial is about to be about Ace and his impending breakdown :)

I do hope after this trial we do get to see a little more of what David's actually like beyond his facades/the roles he's been playing! Also, as much as I'd like to see David survive and have to deal with the consequences of revealing his "true" personality on live television, I think it's more likely he'll go the way of DR antags trying to end the killing game via self-sacrifice.

(We also better keep a close eye on anyone who tries to befriend or help David in Ch3, because they're gonna die next! /j)

J's Morality

This is a short one, but I just wanted to comment on another analysis I saw point out that J has been one of the most vocal people anytime murder has been brought up. I think that behind her rougher personality, J is a more empathetic person, and/or has very strong morals, making her a narrative foil to Levi now, so I do hope the two of them interact in Ch3!

Whit??

Whit. Whit why do you know so much about hanging??? Being serious though, I saw someone else bring up that his mother might have died by hanging and he researched it afterwards as a coping mechanism or something? That's the saddest possible explanation, but it does make the most sense by far… I honestly don't think that Whit is the killer, because then why would he be being so helpful in figuring out the murder method, but he's still so weird and suspicious sometimes.

Nico!

Even though I still don't think it was Nico (crime scene makes more sense if seen as Nico trying to help Ace, they may have just admitted to it because it was the less confrontational option, next ep is def not the last one and I think it'll be about proving who it was other than Nico, and if you look at Nico's secret quote…) I still do hope they get the chance to get mad! Get mad at Ace! Get mad at David! Get mad at whoever the (attempted) killer was for putting the blame on them! Idk I just want them to have their moment.

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And finally, here are my new bingo cards for the next episode:

(I can't believe ep14 is gonna be 40 mins + there's a "non-spoiler" thumbnail rn oooooh I'm so nervous)

[electricabsolution]

ok i have some thoughts about cordelia and anya BOTH getting hurt by xander and their standing in their respective circles being shattered as a result. the popular crowd vs. vengeance demon circle. it defines them.

something about how those crowds are both being upheld/facilitated by men and the patriarchy:

cordelia being a paragon of popularity as a concept; a rich, desirable girl who also happens to be boy crazy.

and just the general idea that men act useless or abusive is so commonplace that it’s being capitalized on by vengeance demons which then becomes yet another way for men to shame women– for having the gall to get revenge on them. not to mention the leader of the famously female vengeance demon groups is a man. yeesh.

but xander of all people, fucking xander!? reaches through the veil and the women who were once untouchable and vicious become sweet on him, and in showing their hearts become real. but men, ie The Man (as proclaimed by joss fuckdon) don’t like real women because they’re messy unpredictable bitches.

and once the other leaders of their social circles see how her caricature has fallen away, cordy and anya get punished and shunned. doubly so, for having their heart broken by xander. triply so, because they know xander is a fucking loser. (i like xander this is not hate this is just facts)

final thing: it’s interesting how similar the idea of a ‘real’ woman is, to the popular girls and the vengeance demons. it’s about heartlessness i think. (i want to say that it stems from those groups being uncaring to men which joss cuntdon would deem as heartlessness, but it really isnt. they need the fucked-updeness of the patriarchy to even create these groups, but the fact that they’re groups of women at all is what forbids them from really winning. i guess it’s sort of a if-you-can’t-beat-em-join-em vibe. it just ends up putting down other women who fail to fit the bill.)

and it’s pretty funny that anya’s first introduction as a vengeance demon is for cordelia to get revenge on xander; there’s no way she would have thought she’d eventually fall for the same guy.

[herondalesbooklover]

Phone girl × Hawthornes headcanons

So finally I am making the headcanons that I wanted to make.

Jameson

She doesn't like Jameson at first, and neither does he like her. She thinks he is the typical rich boy that gets away with things just because he is rich, and he doesn't trust her.

They can't have a conversation without roasting each other.

They eventually become besties.

Phone girl might not be very competitive, but when it comes to competing against him she likes to win.

When Jameson needs a relationship advice he goes to talk to her.

Xander

Phone girl loves Xander like a little brother, and treats him like that too.

When she met him, she thought he was adorable like a puppy.

They are karaoke partners. They also like dancing together.

They are pretty childish together.

Phone girl felt comfortable around him right away.

Xander showed her all the Starwars movies, and she became obssessed with them.

Nash

Nash adopted her as his sister (like he does with everyone) though they have a more equal relationship.

Nash calls her little lady (idk why, but I think it is cute), and she calls him cowboy.

Nash is her favorite Hawthorne.

They have long and meaningful conversations.

He gave her a red cowboy hat.

Nash was the first Hawthorne she trusted.

Grayson

Stylish couple. They match outfits.

He is gonna save her life at some point (because my gray needs to save someone to heal apparently).

They go to coffee shops once a week.

They stay late together working.

He teaches her how to swim.

Forehead kisses and late night swimming sessions.

Both are pretty protective.

[riddles-n-games]

We may or may not be missing a crucial headcanon but I'm gonna fix that right now. Instruments, who plays what? We know that Grayson plays the violin and Nash appears to be capable playing guitar and piano (refer to TFG and TIG bonus Jameson POV), but what else?

Nash-He can also play bass guitar as once at a bar he worked at, they had a band playing live on stage and their bass player was sick so he took over. Unintentionally he rocked a little too hard and went viral as a result.

Grayson-Logically, he also learned piano because what's Für Elise and Swan Lake without percussion? And guess who taught him? Nan. The woman, the myth, the legend. She'd sat him right down in her lap and taught him which sometimes lulled him to sleep.

Jameson-Two words: electric guitar. He may have gone through an emo phase at 12 and 13 (no, don't ask; it wasn't pretty but guess who has pictures?). Just to get on his older brother's nerves he learned all the classics and played them on his guitar. Later he decided saxophone would be a great new endeavor to pursue and it did work great for a while as he was in school band but too many girls started flirting with him for it and the band teacher put that to rest by making him switch to viola. Now, he and Nash will sometimes duet with their guitars during karaoke.

Xander-This boy just had to choose the most obnoxious instruments; oboe, theremin, and a cimbasso. Thea and Rebecca often questioned his choices but at least the theremin paid off when the annual talent show came off. It was very impressive to the third grade and everyone wanted to be his friend after. The lunch table couldn't be more packed. Nowadays, he still owns one and even used one of his old ones in a Rube Goldberg machine. Also, during karaoke nights, he is the only one that is capable of getting all of his brothers to turn into a band casually and after getting touched by the lovebug, it often became a tradition on Valentine's to play for the girls.

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hey girl heyy 🎧

could you possibly write a xander x max fic?there such a lack of content for them here ahh 😭

thank you!!!💜

a/n: hey darling! YES OFC. it’s criminal how little fics there are tbh. I hope u like this!

warnings: none :)

description: xander decided he’s had enough of the distance. and with the storm forcing them to stay indoors, what better way to spend time together?

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•STORMY SLEEPOVERS• (a xandermax fic)

“Come on, Xander. You’re much stronger than this.”

“Really? That’s what we are doing now?” I’m a man so I need to be strong? How sexist.”

That earned him a swift smack to the back of his head. He sighed, blinking back painful tears as he looked down at the decimated onion he was skilfully trying to dice.

He picked up the knife again with a grimace and managed to cut a tiny bit more before collapsing onto the floor, scrubbing his eyes furiously. “This is torture,” he groaned, throwing a hand over his face dramatically.

He heard the soft tread of Max’s bare feet against the floor. She stops right next to him and kneels down. “Dinner won’t cook itself, and I am starving” she stated with an eye roll and her boyfriend’s antics, trying to pry his hand off his face.

“Get up, you dramatic bastion,” Max huffed, glaring at him sprawled across her dorm’s kitchen floor. Xander had promised to make Max dinner after she refused to play another board game with him until she had something edible in her system.

With exam season quickly approaching, Max was stressed. Like very stressed. And Xander had heard enough of Max’s endless voice messages of how stressed she was. He figured long-distance gifts wouldn’t cover it this time so he flew himself over instead, surprising her at her dorm.

Xander wanted to take Max out of her dorm for a bit, go outside and do something but the storm was so awful, they had to rain-check. So now the two were meant to be spending some romantic time cooking together, but turns out the onion got the best of Xander.

The lanky boy still wouldn’t budge, furiously rubbing his watery eyes, so Max knelt a bit closer, rapidly poking at his sides. Hungry Max was not a Max to be messed with.

Xander let out an ear piercing shriek, jumping away from her tickling fingers and hitting his head off a counter. Max retracted her hands and covered her ears, cackling she seen his head connect with the kitchen counter. “Holy ships!” she choked out, barely able to get her words out past her giggles. “Not even my voice can go that high!”

Xander pushed himself up off the dirty floor, onto his knees, scowling when he seen her laughter. “You’re being mean,” he pouts, his scowling lips reluctantly twitching in amusement.

Max was full blown belly laughing, clutching her stomach as giddy peals rung out of her. He didn’t even realise when he started laughing too, only that she looked so carefree with her head thrown back, tears slipping out from the corners.

He resisted the urge to puff out his chest like a douchebag, but that feeling felt pretty great. He caused that.

“Okay, that’s enough,” she snorted, wiping the corners of her eyes and pushing herself back onto her feet and leaning against the countertop. “Hurry up and finish dinner before I’m forced to eat you.” She said the words in a teasing tone, but Xander knew she wasn’t kidding.

He raised a brow, returning to the pitiful excuse of the chopped onions, adding them to the poorer excuse of pasta he was attempting to make.

“I would be quite delicious,” he confirmed, stirring the onions into the pot while looking at his girlfriend. In response to his question, she bit his shoulder. He shrieked again, jumping back, which sent her into another round of laughter.

“You asked for it, dude,” she shrugged, patting his shoulder sympathetically.

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He burned the pasta. Quite badly, actually.

He got distracted by tackling Max to the ground, tickling her until she apologised. So he forgot all about the pasta that was still cooking on the stove. It wasn’t until he smelt burning that they both jumped up and rushed to turn the stove off, only to be met with a blackened pot.

Max had just about used up every fake expletive in her vocabulary by the time the delivery driver notified her that her order was here. So she sent Xander all the way down the stairs, outside in the pouring rain, to get the food.

Xander Hawthorne had sprinted to get that food, thanking the driver profusely before sprinting back into the building, shaking the droplets off him.

Once he made it up the stairs, he opened the door breathlessly to Max’s face. She snatched the bags of food off him, ripping it open in her haste.

He would’ve laughed and made a teasing comment if he knew she was a hangry monster when left unfed. So he sheepishly sat down next to her, digging into his own food as well.

It only took about eleven bites, and five sips of the soda for happy Max to return.

They kept up steady chatter throughout dinner about all things nerdy. Ranging from Xander’s new inventions with Isaiah to Max’s new bookish obsessions.

Instead of tidying the rubbish and plates away, they just left them on the countertops for later. Max claimed it was a ‘tomorrow problem’ and Xander wholeheartedly agreed.

They shifted themselves into Max’s bedroom now, Xander lying on her bed, a laptop propped open in front of him. Max went to go get changed into her matching Star Wars pyjama set that Xander had bought her when he claimed they needed to be connected through clothes.

She casually strode out the bathroom, shutting the door behind her, but Xander swore his eyes had been blessed.

“Are you ready,” Xander intoned in his most serious announcers voice, “For a super Star Wars movie marathon?”

Max actually squealed, diving onto the bed beside him. Unfortunately, her co-ordination wasn’t stellar and her elbow smushed his poor nose.

“Ouch,” he mumbled from under her, pouting sadly. Max rolled her eyes, sitting up and pressing a small kiss to the tip of his nose. Xander grinned and put his pout away, pressing play on the movie.

The storm was raging outside wildly, pattering wildly against the windowpane, but the two hardly noticed it, engrossed in their movie. About halfway through the second movie, Max could hear a soft snoring sound over the dialogue. She turned her head and snorted at the sight of Xander, open-mouthed, fast asleep.

She paused the movie, placing the laptop on the floor and shifting her position so he could be comfier. Quite impossible with how tiny the bed was and how tall he was but he seemed content in using Max as a pillow.

She pressed a soft kiss onto his lips and stroked his short curls, the rain lulling her to sleep as well. Maybe they would manage a whole movie marathon one day.