#AMIE Electrical Classes

[untildawnss]

songs (i would put) in their playlists (based on vibes) - until dawn characters

ashley

teenagers - my chemical romance

monster - walking on cars

death by rock and roll - the pretty reckless

misery business - paramore

i love rock'n roll - joan jett

beth

i don't care - fall out boy

piece of me - britney spears

hard out here - lily allen

my type - saint motel

valerie - mark ronson, amy winehouse

chris

without me - eminem

1985 - bowling for soup

mr. brightside - the killers

girl all the bad guys want - bowling for soup

welcome to the internet - bo burnham

tribute - tenacious d

emily

say my name - tove styrke

yellow flicker beat - lorde

hips don't lie - shakira, wyclef jean

cvnt - sophie hunter

bulletproof - la roux

g. u. y. - lady gaga

all the good girls go to hell - billie eilish

hannah

teenage dirtbag - wheatus

tik tok - kesha

hypnotic - zella day

brutal - olivia rodrigo

can't hold us - macklemore

all men are pigs - studio killers

jess

primadonna - marina

love story - taylor swift

strut - emeline

s. l. u. t. - bea miller

what the hell - avril lavigne

party in the usa - miley cyrus

josh

yes, i'm a mess - ajr

crawling - linkin park

season of the witch - donovan

lifestyles of the rich and the famous - good charlotte

lonely boy - the black keys

paralyzer - finger eleven

the '59 sound - the gaslight anthem

matt

pump it - black eyes peas

danger! high voltage - electric six

cupid's chokehold/breakfast in america - gym class heroes

heads will roll - yeah yeah yeahs

get it right - left boy

mike

mr. big shot - anarbor

american idiot - green day

smells like teen spirit - nirvana

dragula - rob zombie

should i stay or should i go - the clash

i'm shipping up to boston - dropkick murphys

invaders must die - the prodigy

sam

our house (the mess we made) - you me at six

bad things - meiko

5 years - tonight alive

carry on wayward son - kansas

fuck you - lily allen

mercy - duffy

[justtakeout]

go back couple au x shamy

sheldon and amy’s forever fractures into daily fights until a twist in time sends them back to the past. but as they navigate old regrets and new choices, one question lingers: will they find their way back to each other, or rewrite their fate with someone else?

tbbt x young sheldon x blossom

this was another story in my notes along with the webtoon i wrote. they were just drafts, but since it’s valentine’s, i decided to finish it before then lol. i wanted to make it a webtoon for valentine’s, but since i haven’t finished the big bang continuum, i’m settling for this instead t_t

the fights had become unbearable. the silences, even worse. sheldon and amy’s marriage hadn’t collapsed in one catastrophic event but in small, quiet failures. their love withered into something cold and empty. a silent war of unspoken words and regrets. their family was fractured.

then, in a moment of pure rage, sheldon did something irreversible. he slapped amy.

the instant his palm met her cheek the time froze. the shock in her eyes and the quiet devastation in her expression, burned into his mind.

amy didn’t yell. she didn’t fight. she just walked away. and for the first time, sheldon felt something he couldn’t rationalize—fear.

amy wandered through the streets in a daze until she found herself outside a coffee shop—the place where she and sheldon had 'first met'. she sat down, her mind racing.

on the table beside her was a small delorean time machine, similar to the back to the future figurine they had at home. a thought crept into her mind. 'if time travel existed, would she go back to fix their marriage?'

"where did it go wrong?" she whispered. it wasn’t real. at least, that’s what she thought.

then the ground shook. lights flickered, the air became electric, people panicked scrambling to get outside. through the chaos, amy saw him.

sheldon had followed her. a split second before the world collapsed, he called her name. "amy!" then darkness swallowed her.

amy woke with the taste of blood in her mouth. her glasses lay cracked beside her. she was under a table, her head pounding while a warm liquid drippping down her temple. then she saw him. despite her blurred vision, she knew that figure anywhere.

sheldon lay barely a meter away, his own head bleeding. his eyes fluttered open. "amy…" then she lost consciousness again.

across campus, sheldon woke up in an old guest lecture hall. his name was on the seminar schedule. "guest speaker: dr. sheldon cooper." his mind reeled. his eidetic memory was never wrong. he had been here before. this had happened years ago when he was invited to speak at ucla. something was wrong. then he saw her. or so he thought.

a sudden alarm rang, jolting amy awake. the room was unfamiliar. the air smelled different. her fingers reached instinctively for something—her wedding ring. it was gone. she stumbled to a mirror and gasped. she was young. not just young. it was her before the marriage, before the children. the date on the calendar was years in the past. it was the day she heard him speak, the day she met him for the first time.

amy. but it wasnt amy. it was blossom russo, a psychology student. a different person. and yet she had amy’s face.

amy decided to avoid sheldon, not because she didn’t believe he was here, but because she wasn’t ready. she still felt his hand on her cheek. when her class was required to attend his lecture, she left the room before he could see her.

sheldon, meanwhile, clung to blossom. he knew she wasn’t amy. but sometimes, just for a moment, he could pretend. she was alive and energetic in a way amy wasn’t. she challenged him, but not in a way that hurt.

instead, she found herself gravitating toward leonard, the son of another guest speaker—someone she knew well, a distinguished neuroscientist and a renowned psychiatrist. she felt guilty for it. leonard was sheldon’s bestfriend in the future. but leonard had always been kind and gentle. unlike sheldon, he never made her feel small.

she wasn’t supposed to feel anything, but every time leonard spoke to her, listened to her, she felt something dangerous.

one night, when logic abandoned him, he kissed her. and in the same breath, he whispered, "i missed so much. i love you, amy." blossom pulled away. "what? who is amy?" sheldon’s world snapped into focus. this wasn’t amy. she was never amy. and then he ran.

but fate was cruel. sheldon and leonard became close when they bonded over sci-fi and comics during the weeks where visiting scholars were invited to speak at ucla. then leonard mentioned a girl he had been spending time with. "amy farrah fowler," he said casually.

sheldon felt ill. he told himself he didn’t care, that it was meaningless. but when he saw her across campus, his breath hitched. their eyes met, and amy froze. blossom stood beside him while leonard stood beside her.

neither of them moved. neither spoke. the weight of what could have been lingered between them. sheldon swallowed his emotions and turned to blossom. amy turned to leonard. and they kept walking like they never met before.

her words hit him like a slap. sheldon’s hands trembled and his jaw clenched. "i don’t understand," he said, voice shaking. "i don’t understand why you let him in. you know he's my bestfriend..." "because he didn’t hurt me," amy whispered. silence. a long, suffocating silence. amy’s voice broke. "you always made me feel like i wasn’t enough." sheldon slowly looked at her, then let go of her wrist and turned away. "you think i don’t regret that every damn day?" he muttered. then—

that night, sheldon sought her out, not to argue, not to prove a point, but because something was missing. blossom wasn’t amy and she never would be. so when he found her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her away in the middle of an empty street, in the middle of the night.

"amy, we need to talk," he said angrily. "let go of me, sheldon!" she shouted, struggling to free herself. she fought him. she was angry. angrier than she had been in years, and he was just as furious. "you don’t get to be with him," sheldon snapped. "you don’t get to decide that!" "you’re my wife!" "not here!" amy shouted. "not anymore!"

a basketball rolled between them. a boy no older than ten chased after it. "sorry!" he called before running back to his younger sister, who was waiting for him. sheldon stopped breathing. the way the little girl held her brother’s hand, the way he listened attentively—he knew this moment. amy did too. they knew these children. their hearts stopped.

pain. that was the first thing amy felt. she tasted the blood in her mouth and realised the crushing weight of something broken. then she remembered sheldon that is lying beside her, bruised and battered.

the street blurred around them. then headlights appeared and they heard the brakes screeched. they closed their eyes, waiting for the impact.

and the world collapse again.

amy turned her head, her vision blurry. "sheldon…" sheldon groaned, shifting just enough to look at her. his fingers twitched weakly, reaching for her hand. she tried to lift her own. pain screamed through her body, but she didn’t care.

sheldon’s fingers brushed against hers. then his fingertips touched the ring on her hand. their wedding bands.

amy let out a choked breath. sheldon exhaled, something shattered in his expression. their bodies were broken. their marriage was broken. but their rings were still there, still binding them.

amy blinked slowly. sheldon squeezed her fingers, weak but present. they had almost lost everything and yet—they were still here.

the sound of sirens filled the air. amy turned her head just slightly, and through the haze of flashing lights, she heard them. leonard and laura.

"mom? dad?" their children. real and alive, reaching for them.

amy’s vision blurred again as sheldon’s fingers trembled against hers. neither spoke and neither knew if they could fix what was broken. but as the weight of their rings pressed against their skin—maybe they still had time.

end :>

[jaidens]

pumpkin spice latte w/ extra whip and carmel w/ my baby rooster 😋😋 also completly disregard this plot if you want but seeing rooster after he’s been away yk at top gun for a while so r surprises him >:)))

And want you now, wanna need you forever In the heat of your electric touch, mm-mm

pairing [s] : bradley bradshaw x reader

warning [s] : mentions of : crying, making out, sex |

a/n [s] : my baby doll dal 🫶 requests are open!

It had been six continuous months without seeing your Bradley in real life. The scent of his cologne and musk had disappeared from your bed and his pillow, causing you to go after anything that has reminded you of him. Whenever you were invited to visit him in Top Gun after they were given a three-week break after a joyous win, you decided to immediately take it.

Deciding to not tell Bradley had killed you, as you watched him through the FaceTime call as he slept in a lonely house by himself. You told him your phone was getting repairs to cover up your five hour flight to where he was drafted, it worked surprisingly well. The flight was long, but your discount with it has given you First-Class seats with many helps from flight attendants to try and help your experiences.

When you landed in hot and humid, San Diego you were almost immediately dehydrated. You had called Penny and Maverick to pick you up from the airport, begging to keep everything a secret. Surprisingly, they kept it quiet and Pete told you he had told them he was taking Penny on a date tonight. The nerves were messing with your head as you mess with the hem of your (Bradley’s) Hawaiian shirt. It was a light and soft pink color, and you swore it looked better on him than it did you. Bradley would disagree, saying it was his favorite shirt you had worn.

“Hot as hell here, jeez.” You joke flapping a piece of paper against your face to try and cool yourself down. Even with the extreme cold air blasting on your face, sweat had still dripped from you. You couldn't tell if it was the nerves in your head about seeing Bradley, or the heat. If you had to assume it had probably been both electives. “I know. Bradley pretty much is shirtless half of the time. I’m tired of it.” Amy says next to you, tapping on her phone.

You laugh as you think of Bradley, who is extremely typical to get naked when it's over 95 degrees outside. You decided to call Jessica, Hangman's long-term girlfriend who had also decided to surprise her big hunk of man on the same day as you. She told you how the pilots were meeting at The Hard Deck and how most of the Navy wives were doing the same. You agreed with her and told Penny and Maverick to take you there for him.

Suddenly it all started to hit you: You would see Bradley in under three minutes after months of missing, crying, and taking screenshots of him on the phone. Maverick pulls into the sandy deck of the bar and parks the car. He looks in the mirror and looks at you. “You ready, kid?” He asks and you nod, opening the door and following after the older woman who had already been walking in. The bar wasn't that crowded, only having pilots and other people that had gotten off of work earlier. It was five o'clock when you landed, so now it was six.

The bar is playing some eighties hits loudly, some rowdy people dancing around with drinks in their hands. You touch yourself up in your phone camera, take a big breath in, and start walking into the back corner of the bar where the pilots stayed. That's whenever you saw Bradley, whooping and hollering about winning the 8-ball game with Phoenix and Bob. Jake and Jessica are rubbing up against each other, kissing and hugging on every second, looking like high school couples in the hallways.

You walk up behind Bradley and when he bends over to hit a ball, you slam up behind and put your hands in the front pockets of his 1980s Levi's jeans. “Wanna teach me how to play?” You tease and Bradley jumps up and wraps you in his arms. His hand goes to the back of your neck and he practically jumps while practically screaming your name in pure and utter excitement at your presence.

“You didn't tell me you were coming!” He pulls away for a second to look at your face, before pulling you back in and wrapping harder around your body. The feeling envelopes you tightly and you feel the need to melt in his arms. “It's a surprise, dummy. Are you surprised?” You ask and now he's nodding quickly before he drops you down and kisses you harshly. His lips are running across you as he pulls you into a bench in the other corner.

“Am I surprised? Of course!” He says sassily at you and brings you back into a deep kiss, his hand messing with the hem of your Hawaiian shirt and the other against your neck as he holds you up in the kiss with him. He's warm and touchy throughout the sweet moment and he takes like a Cranberry Vodka. “Love you, so much.”

“Awh, I love you too honey.” Your hand runs through his fluffy hair that's been lightened from hours of sun, and you stare at this tan skin with freckles littering against his cheeks and nose. His fingers mess with the rips on your shorts and he kisses against your cheek. “God, I missed you so much.” Jessica waves at you and giggles as Jake kisses her away from attention. You laugh at his antics before Bradley pulls your chin and kisses you once more, and you stare into his deep green eyes.

“Thank you for visiting, so much.” Bradley speaks softly in your ear. “Always, and forever when I can.”

[phen397]

Sonic adventure 2 but told through notes I took while playing part2 electric Boogaloo

OK here we go again

Tails in the Chao garden is too cute

Love the way his tails sway and flop on the ground

Feed the children all the tubes

Only one though

He will be the most drugged up Chao at the races

OK

Time to leave

Sonic in jail

Amy from the sky

Have no fear Amy rose is here

How did she get that key card

"That black hedgehog"? Amy please come see me after class

Marry me if I tell?

Did sonic write the stuff in the walls

Nah he too dumb for all that math

Who built these ramps and loops in the middle of the ocean?

Guess gun did since their name is on everything

Thanks omachao I didn't know how to do a homing attack

Cuccked by a bot phasing put of existence

Can I just not hit ghost bot?

No omachao I haven't tried using the light dash I don't even have that yet

Oh hey light dash shoes

Go fast on rings

Lots of peacocks in this level

The seal is so cute look at him

Rocket time

Bigger rocket

I gotta ride it!?

Oh snap

To space baby

Oh God he jumped

Where did this stuff come from

Snowboard down tube to goal

Sonic seems to like taking panels off of gun's stuff

I am sure they aren't important

New gate in Chao space

The kindergarten

I am going to go get apple sauce and have a nap

Oh it seems to be empty

Little drawings of chaos on the walls

Wonder if these where drawn by fans

Chao bulletin board

What browser?

Different doors for things

Can't do anything cause I didn't bring a Chao

I am a teen just wandering around a kindergarten

Not weird at all

Let me talk to the principal

Lots to say

Now how do I get my Chao here?

Poor all the animals and tubes into one Chao

What could go wrong?

Maybe if I pick up a Chao and leave I can take him to the kindergarten

Nope

Next level time

In the forest

So far so good

Hi shadow I mean faker

Not even good enough to be my fake

"I'LL MAKE YOU EAT THOSE WORDS" damn sonic let the man finish

Time to fight shadow

Did he just say he is the coolest?

Shit I fell

Wait for him to land after his attack then hit him

Do you even know who I am

Green forest

Yes

Yes it is

Close your mouth shadow please

Island gonna blow up

Soundtrack picking up for this epic race against death

Oh yea Amy and tails are here too I guess

8 minutes till boom

Epic vine swings

Love my naturally growing springs

Level done

More tubes for the child

Let's see how the child has grown

Race time

Mushroom forest this time round

Look at my child go

Not dead last so doing good

Ha some tripped

Cheer em on

3rd place thanks to a trip right at the end

Try again?!

So I need to win huh?

Fine I will be back

Island blowing up cutscene

Plane flies away

Pumpkin hill

Getting jiggy with it

Place feels haunted

Knuckles time

Shovel claws

I can dig now

I can dig up Graves

Ghosts not happy

This place feels familiar

How train why train?

Found all 3

Eggman psa

Creepy child

Eggman empire

Egg face in space

The ark

Laser beam

NOT THE MOON

24 hours

Gang saw it all

How did he get all that energy

Chaos emerald

Talis has one just cause

I am sure you saying something important tails but I can't hear you over the sound of your theme song blasting my eardrums out

Oh shoot the popo

Yes Amy you are an accomplis now

No backing out now

Ah yes mission Street

Right next to objective lane

If you hit side quest ally you went to far

Tails level

Gonna get so many tubes

Boosters

Fly high?

More like hover mid

Okay

Okay

Okay

Okay

Okay

Thanks tails

More tubes for the child

All for now But next time I don't know maybe the child attends class or smth idfk

[sadsnek]

sonic and cooking head canons

sonic. no way he knows a lot of modern home cooking if any home cooking when he knows he can just buy it or have dinner with tails / amy, BUT he should know basic foraging and gathering by now and has plenty experience cooking on a camp fire.

tails. is better at meal prep then cooking or at least he thinks he is why spend so much time making 2 to 3 meals a day every day when he can just make 3 meals and increase the ingredients by 700% and save the rest for the other days of the week but he will cook somthing fresh when he has guest over, if you can consider boiled hot dogs fresh that is.

amy. she is a great home cook and will cook with cream vanilla and big from time to time, the problem is when she wants to get fancy and trys to make a new recipe and has full confidence when she is in reality way over her head, and it dosent matter what she is making she will say "and now the secret ingredient" its love the secret ingredient is love and its not much of a secret if its the secret ingredient in every thing she cooks.

knuckles. similar to sonic but has the benefit of being on the same island all the time, he doesnt have a oven or any electric equipment but he does have some primitive stuff like a mortar and pestle, plus knuckles should have a garden some where on the island yeah its over grown and poorly kept but its still a place where he can get some snacks.

cream and vanilla. these two are the best cooks in town even better than amy any thats ok because they are happy to invite people over for dinner and if you cook with them you will probably learn some thing new, also the serving sizes are pretty big as vanilla is most defiantly the tallest person in town.

eggman. in thought he is a master chief but in action he has not cooked in years think about it the food he eats is more than good enough to keep up his large shape despite all the mechanics work he does and he had to program or train his robots to cook at some point, so he know how to work a kitchen but he is so busy and he has robots that can do it for him so he probably never cooks more than once a month or even less.

shadow. he is a picky eater with a nostalgic taste in food so he knows how to cook food but nothing passed the 60s, and despite not making any thing trendy or popular he at least knows he will make some thing he will eat.

rouge. its fair to say she likes to eats high class how she gets the money for these lavish meals is well not all ways moral, but she is willing to eat some thing simple when at social gatherings most defiantly if she does not have to pay for it.

omega. I dont know if it is said or not if they have a animal powering them but if they do that bird is getting ripped(its probably a flicky) we are talking protein powder steroids fresh salad, it does not matter if its weird and maybe traumatic to feed them chicken and rice but thats what professional marshal artist eat so thats what omegas power source eats too!

charmy. he makes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in the mourning for school days/work days and is proud of them.

espio. he is well known at the asian market and knows how to cook but does not get to learn any thing expensive or fancy ether for price and schedule issues.

vector. boy he has been trough the rough of it he knows how to feed 3 people on 400$ a month, and thats by hanging out at vanillas house.

team hooligan. bark and fang probably know some recipes but bean is a chemical fanatic one minute there making muffins and the next minute there pulling out a whole tray of crystal meth.

silver. i dont think he has a steady supply of food is most apocalyptic futures so he just likes to eat a pound of dry cement for breakfast.

surge and kit. they use to get fresh meals when starline was around, but now they got use to the effort of MREs if it takes more effort than poring water in a thermal bag then its worth the effort to just mug some one for some diner cash.

[wickedsrest-rp]

Welcome to our WRW! We do these weekly to provide plot drops, challenges, and highlight starters. Anyone is welcome to use these bullet points. Let us know if you want us to include one of your setting-related plots in here for next week by sending us a bullet point!

CURRENT EVENTS:

Do you believe in magic? It might not believe in you. Recent fluctuations in the town’s magic have led to brownouts and surges, sending spells awry and making control of all kinds more difficult for Wicked’s Rest residents to hold onto. Read all about it in our first chapter!

Campbell's, Annie's, Amy's…. Rosemary's? That's right! Stop at any local foods store and pick up a can of Rosemary's Soup! It comes in two varieties: Soup and Soup (Low Sodium). And, of course, it features everyone's favorite necromancer, Rosemary, on the label. Does Rosemary herself have anything to do with this new soup product? Who knows, but it sure exists, and it's flying off the shelves.

Watch out! A dark, fuzzy little blob has been seen bouncing around town, crackling with electricity and seeming drawn to those who make impossible things happen -- that is to say, it's a magobbet after some magical meals! Keep your eyes peeled, they tend to radiate whatever magic they mop up... so don't let it into Netherville!

It's tourist season! While the local hotels and AirBnb's are plenty busy, there's one in particular that never seems to be empty -- Martin Mansion. The weird thing is, though, it's just as many locals as it is tourists staying at this haunted house... because once a room has been booked in your name, whether you made the reservation or not, you can't back out.

CHALLENGES:

Complete challenges and claim prizes! You can read more about how they work and what prizes are available here. Bonus challenges are an opportunity to earn an extra point per week but are harder or weirder.

This week’s challenge:

Start three new dash conversations.

Bonus challenge:

In the challenge's channel share a connection or a plot you're wanting to do with your character.

STARTERS:

Hazel is still offering her lawn care services! Conditions do apply so make sure you're checking your lawns for...fun little surprises.

Have any phone recommendations for Talia? How about some tips on accessing certain features?

Metzli is holding an art class at MuertArte! Come draw your nudes!

Fess up! Who's leaving strange mushrooms on Eve's doorstep?

Lil has some questions about billboards and how to rent one out. Aren't those illegal?

Four dollars to offer Aidan a shower. Jump on this deal while you can!

Emilio found a strange cat that his dog isn't fond of. Free for anyone otherwise he's taking it...somewhere.

[eldritchamy]

What the shit. Fighting a god in hand to hand combat as a gold dragon using immovable rods goes so fucking hard and it’s the backstory for a character that’s just in the main backstory???????? AMY???

You know how a lot of people, when making DND characters, make the mistake of having their level 1 PC have an elaborate backstory where they're super badass and already recognized as a hero?

When I made Ash I did the opposite. Her backstory is elaborate, yes, but in very mundane ways that inform her personality and how she perceives the world around her, and build up the logic of how she makes decisions.

I made everyone AROUND my PC a super powerful character who had done incredible things, and I gave Ash anxiety about it.

She feels, constantly, that she is inadequate by comparison. Her entire frame of reference is shaped by a bunch of women in her life that are outstandingly powerful, and she's just a quiet girl who makes leather goods and sells them for a living. She thinks of herself as the NPC in other people's more impressive lives.

Her mother, Lailah, is a nearly seven foot tall divine warrior created in Elysium to destroy Pit Fiends. She's an angel of lightning built like an MMA fighter, and she wields a weapon like piece of a lightning bolt (not stylized, I mean a real, glowing crackling arc of electricity that she holds like a staff and can be used like anything from a polearm to a spear to a whip, and when thrown it acts like a Lightning Bolt spell). She is built, both narratively and in game stats, to be an unkillable holy destroyer, capable of fighting MULTIPLE PIT FIENDS simultaneously, and winning. She's a CR 10+ magical creature (she's a homebrewed mix of Deva and Erinyes stat blocks with some unique flavor) with eighteen class levels, 16 in Zealot Barbarian and 2 in Fighter. She has a strength of 27 and a constitution of 25. She's designed to deal HUGE amounts of damage, tank unfathomable amounts in turn, NOT DROP WHEN SHE HITS ZERO HITPOINTS, and keep swinging until every devil in her way is a pile of dust, then use bonus action Second Wind to bring herself back above 0 so she doesn't incur the auto-death caveat on Zealot Barbarian's Rage Beyond Death ability. One of her attuned items is also the very simple uncommon item "Periapt of Wound Closure" which automatically stabilizes you at the start of your turn, thereby resetting the death saving throws she would theoretically have to make each time she gets hit below 0. Also, as an angel, she's innately immune to auto-death effects like Power Word Kill, which closes almost all loopholes that get around her build. She is UNSPEAKABLY badass. I ran a simulated round of combat with her once, and she could potentially one-shot a CR 15 Skittering Horror (228 HP) in a single turn. Her theoretical maximum damage output is like, 456 damage in a turn (granted this assumes all crits and rolling max damage).

So that's Ash's mom.

Aria is interesting. She was always strongly attuned to the forces of nature, and her magic grew quickly. Where Ash grew up with someone she knew would always be there to protect her from anything, Aria did NOT have that safety net, and spent her formative years learning to be more self-sufficient in terms of relying on her own power. So eventually she got sucked into an adventuring party consisting of herself (a tiefling Witch subclass with very strong druid flavor), a tiefling zealot barbarian, and a couple of elf twins who were an Arcana cleric and a Celestial Warlock. Sometime after they had made a name for themselves, they were tasked with stopping a suspected fledgling vampire who had been kidnapping girls and killing a bunch of people. When they arrived, they met Cass, who was very much NOT a new vampire. She was almost 150 years old and had been protecting women from abusers and overzealous debt collectors, and things had gotten a little messy with one or two of them, leading to a lot more attention than she normally got. They start off fighting Cass (Aria polymorphs herself into a dire wolf and lunges directly for the throat, which Cass found amusing and impressive) but realize in the banter that Cass wasn't the real problem, and she ends up being a sort of a lesson for the group in terms of whose word they trust and who they take jobs from (YES THE BACKSTORY'S BACKSTORY HAS NARRATIVE ARCS AND MORAL LESSONS THAT LEAD TO LONG TERM CHARACTER GROWTH OKAY I CAN'T HELP MYSELF). Cass, having a particular rapport with Aria, ends up joining their party as a dhampir Soulknife Rogue/Shadow Monk.

Yes, that's all backstory that I made up for an imaginary campaign that exists entirely as a set piece for Aria as one of Ash's story NPCs. This doesn't even touch on the fact that I liked Cass so much as a character that I gave HER an entire backstory of her own. I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM.

Anyway the team only makes a bigger name for themselves for handling things that other groups can't. Eventually, they just happen to be in the Tenth District when the War of the Spark happens (major established event in the MTG canon), and I basically added some extra "scenes" to it that didn't violate existing canon so I could have that be the climax of their imaginary campaign. One of Aria's partners was a new planeswalker at the time and her spark got harvested by the Dreadhorde, specifically by the god eternal Bontu.

Gods in Magic The Gathering aren't honestly that special? They don't seem to have THAT much power, all things considered. Ravnica's gods are mostly powerful magical animals, and in the most recent Magic Story one of their gods (Anzrag the Quake Mole) was captured in an "evidence capsule" (basically Magic's version of a Pokeball). The most powerful god in MTG is probably the Ur Dragon honestly, unless you count the Eldrazi, but that's a whole other conversation since neither of those actually have the "God" creature type.

Anyway, Bontu was one of the gods of Amonket (basically a plane based on ancient Egypt), which had been conquered by an Elder Dragon planeswalker named Nichol Bolas. HE was the one who actually killed all but one of Amonket's gods, and then another planeswalker named Liliana Vess (extremely powerful necromancer) raised them as zombies for his army, because Bolas had a ton of complicated leverage over her (magical contract that he could invoke to kill her if she betrayed him). So Bontu was a god zombie.

Here's a reference:

Well, Aria was a level 18 Witch at this point since this was the climax of their campaign, so she had access to the Shapechange spell, a 9th level transmutation that lets you become any creature with a challenge rating equal or lower than your character level. And the best candidate for that was an Adult Gold Dragon (CR 17). So Aria goes full berserk and stands up on her dragon hind legs and picks a fight with a dead god that she's determined to make deader, and has a Godzilla vs King Ghidorah standoff with her.

So how do you fight a god that can suck your soul out and instantly kill you with a single touch? You don't let it touch you.

What Aria did was basically inspired by this gif of a Wildebeest trying to charge at a lion:

Or this:

And to be clear, yes, I'm saying Aria was the lion in that situation. She basically did a big dragon threat display to get Bontu's attention, and used the Gold Dragon's weakening breath to give Bontu disadvantage on Strength checks and saves. Bontu charged at her, and at the last second Aria dropped to the ground and then shot back up, clamped her teeth around the god's throat, and used her weight to throw Bontu around and knock her off balance, and her superior strength to grab her by the wrists and wrestled her to the ground so she couldn't get a grip on Aria. She had every part of the god that could have killed her pinned, and used the claws of her wings to pull Bontu's armor apart and tear at everything she could reach while thrashing her around. It was Fen, the Arcana cleric, who thought to use Immovable rods to pin Bontu down so that even if Aria lost her grip, Bontu wouldn't be able to immediately one-shot any of them. So Athena (barbarian) and Cass (rogue/monk) as the two martial classes were the ones who got close enough to handle that while Fen and her sister (Gwen) used whatever holy magic they could to help from a distance.

Now CASS had a problem, because she's a DEX based martial class, not a strength based one. She needed a boost to be able to get this job done. So she drank some of Bontu's blood from one of the wounds Aria had left on her arm to give herself a burst of strength. Except. She had to get real close to do that. And Bontu managed to get a loose grip on her, and tried to suck out her soul.

The magic that makes Cass what she is is very old and very powerful. It binds her soul to her body in a much stronger way than any living creature, fusing the two together to prevent her from dying (i.e. by having her soul separated from her body; Cass can recover from almost any conceivable physical injury as long as there's life energy, in the form of blood, for the magic that keeps her alive to feed on and maintain the seal between her body and her soul). BECAUSE SHE WAS FEEDING ON THE BLOOD OF A GOD AT THE TIME, the magic holding her together basically fought against the magic that was trying to rip her soul out, and it had enough fuel to hold on until Aria's thrashing forced Bontu to let go. So Cass survived the Elderspell thanks to a very weird and unrepeatable set of circumstances (which allows something narratively impressive and legendary to happen without being gamebreakingly overpowered and violating the established rules of the world).

Because of how her magic draws energy from other things, though, there was a side effect: she also accidentally took in one of the planeswalker sparks that Bontu had harvested. So when Cass had healed enough for her soul to no longer be dislocated, her spark activated and she became a Planeswalker. (I imagine a soul is connected to a body mostly through the nervous system, because that's how a brain holds consciousness in it, so a "dislocated" soul is like something glued to every nerve ending in your body being pulled on with an enormous amount of force, trying to sever that connection; imagine trying to pull yourself off the ground when every nerve ending in your body is superglued to the floor by something akin to the Strong Nuclear Force. It SUCKED.)

The team ended up being forced to retreat because of Cass' injuries, so Aria didn't actually manage to kill Bontu personally (or die trying, which in her grief-rage she was fully open to). Right about this time, my bottle scene ends and Magic canon comes back into play: Liliana betrays Bolas and turns the Dreadhorde against him, and Bontu ends up being the one who bites him and rips out HIS spark. Due to the enormous rush of energy of consuming all of Bolas' stolen Planeswalker sparks (tl;dr he was trying to become a god), and with the added bit of lore that it was Aria's team that heavily injured Bontu just prior to this, Bontu exploded in the process.

This resulted in Ravnica playing a game of telephone in the chaotic aftermath of the War. Aria fought a god. She's still alive and that god is dead. Rumors spread and now Aria is misremembered as the one who killed Bontu. Half the plane thinks of her as the "god killer." All she wanted was to avenge her lover or die trying.

Neither outcome happened, and now she's credited with the very thing she sees as her greatest failure. And that trauma has haunted her ever since.

[marigoldbaker]

started work on an extremely indulgent crossover fic that starts off with river. so here is a snip :) read for celia-typical feelings about amy and river's dynamic, as always, forever.

“That one, look over there,” Amy was saying, a giggle in her voice as she nudged River’s shoulder. “Is that a space Chihuahua in her purse?”

River squinted, her mouth twitching. “Actually, I believe the closest thing to that on Earth would be – well –” She considered, drawing upon centuries-ago biology classes at Luna University. “Have you ever wondered what it might be like if a hyena and an electric eel had some sort of clandestine affair?”

“Has anyone?” said Amy, still all giggles. “Slimy laughter, that’s what it’d be, River.”

“Now, that’s a band name,” said River without thinking.

Amy looked at her askance, eyes still shining, and River realized her mistake. “Do you know,” said Amy, in the same tone of voice she’d said everything else, “my best friend Mels, she says that all the time?”

“Oh?” said River.

“You two would get along,” said Amy, tapping her chin with her pointer finger. “You’d probably explode a whole planet, mind, but you’d get along.” She looked shyly up at River. “What about you, River? Do you have a space best friend?”

Everything in River ached. Every day. Hurt in a way that would never stop hurting. She’d thought it had been agony when she first found herself in this body, giving up every other life she would ever have to pull the Doctor forward, but watching her mother slip away from her, look at her with unknowing eyes and a casually friendly smile, was pain beyond anything she’d ever known. 

Lucky thing, then, that River refused to interrogate her feelings on this.

“Spoilers,” she said.

“How the hell is that spoilers?” said Amy, an incredulous laugh in her voice.

River considered her words carefully. “My best friend is my mother,” she said.

“You have a mother?” said Amy. Then, “No, hang on, wait, you’re a mummy’s girl? Oh, Christ, your mum must be psychotic.”

River thought of Kovarian, then Amy. “In a sense.”

“Or, wait, was that rude?” Amy was continuing. “I’m sorry, I just–just, the thought of you with a mum is terrifying. Some part of me feels as though you were just born with all that space hair and a blaster.” 

River suspected that Amy had never quite stopped feeling that way about her. “Well, I do have a mum,” she said, “and she–”

What to say about Amy? Amy was her whole world. River’s earliest memory was of Amy holding her, whispering words of such love. Even when Amy had been so, so little, just the joy of being around her again had been enough to very nearly eclipse the grief of never being little Melody Pond, with a mum who was big enough to hold her. No way to boil Amy down into a pithy little sentence. Impossible for River to even try.

“Oh, no, don’t tell me,” said Amy wisely, before River could. “She’s someone important too, isn’t she? And you can’t tell me or the Doctor, ‘cause we’ll meet her soon enough.”

“Spoilers,” said River, tapping her nose, and smiled like it was easy. 

[anovahpawz]

intro!!

HAII! im anovah or u can just call me novah i dont mind any!! im 14 so plss dni if ur older than 18!!

Hobbies: i play lots of instruments like the electric guitar and the alto sax!!! i also make art

music: ALEX GGG!!!! msi, type o negative, metallica, deftones, the smashing pumpkins, mcr, tyler the creator, weezer, jack off jill, hole, HIM, lebanon hanover, millionares, brokencyde, she wants revenge, siouxsie and the banshees, the cure, green day, AND ALOOOOT MORE

interests: BFDI and object shows, i love amy, me you and her, crk, omori, bungo stray dogs, madoka, vocaloid, project sekai, class of 09, needy streamer overload, night in the woods, toilet bound hanako-kun, my little pony, ddlc, fundemental paper education, dead plate, cold front, murder drones, arcane, watamote, demon slayer, invader zim, lucky star, BLACK MIRROR!! (i need to talk to someone about black mirror), and lots more :3

extras: im goth! also im really nice TRUST so you should totally be my friend 😈 im a cd collector too so bmf PLEASE

ask 2 add me on discord im more active there!!

[pyro-madder]

50 for the ask game pls!! As I remember, you have Morgana and Nicholas, they were both very funny and cool in your drawings!

yeeesss morganico !! unleashed............

nico looks so damn lost without his mask it cracks me up everytime

first things first, they were both pre-existing OCs that i decided to play as, rather than come up with a new guy on the spot. this is a disclaimer of sorts -- any similarities in design and naming between nicolas and a certain canon character are coincidental, i swear ! although, as i've come to joke : "the line is thin, between the nicc, and the micc"...

So, Nicolas, my blind first run - he's an alchemist, so I picked "professional" regardless of what stats it would give me, ending up with a skill + strength build in the long run. He uses the saw spear and pistol, and wears the student robes above the hunter set.

Being my first run in my first fromsoft, he's a fairly basic, generalist build, so now that I'm acquainted with the game i would like to experiment with beasthood gameplay - because lore-wise nicolas is supposed to be the "beast" to morgana's "arcane". I'd also like to play around with fire and electricity, being an alchemist and all. That will be for when i pick up his NG+ ...

Nicolas is quiet and mild-mannered, and unfuriatingly unreadable at times. Being a scholar, he's able to push on through The Horrors for the sake of his own curiosity ; I felt so validated when Simon told him that the Byrgenwerth spirit lived on within him...

Now Morgana. She's a witch, so naturally I took the class "cruel fate" for the arcane boost, though this would end up fitting for reasons I'll discuss further down. She uses the threaded cane and the blunderbuss - I know that when it comes to arcane the moonlight greatsword is right here, but in a game that introduced trick weapons, I am not interested in swishing Basic Big Fantasy Sword around X) her gear is completed by the Eye + Augur, with the Call and the Shell if I need extra firepower. Her default outfit is the doll shawl worn over the Yharnam hunter set.

As an OC, Morgana was heavily, unsubtly inspired by Bayonetta : she's skilled and confident, doing as she pleases in extravagant fashion ; so as I've mentionned before it's extremely fitting that, as my second run, she went through the game with far less trouble than Nicolas did ! (with some exceptions...)

Both foreigners, Morgana and Nicolas hunt as an elusive pair. The latter originally came to Yharnam to enroll in Byrgenwerth, but with the college shut down shortly after, together they pursued their own research on beasthood and arcane, independently from the Healing Church, thus branding them with heresy. They don't have sworn enemies, but don't aim to join any organization either. Just a power couple that mostly keeps to each other sdfghj

If I wanted to incorporate their (loose) original storyline in the game, Morgana would get the "Honoring Wishes" ending (not out of respect for the MP, merely didn't have what it takes to resist her) then bestow the "Yharnam Sunrise" ending upon Nicolas. The latter would awaken, keeping his memories at the cost of his humanity, to seek a hunter that would find the missing piece and succeed where they didn't. And if I pushed that crossover to the end, that hunter would be their daughter Amy, aka my main OC, haha !

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A small addentum regarding Nicolas - as an OC he was less developed than Morgana when I started playing, so I ended up building him directly from his experiences as a hunter, and in turn, based my general headcanons for the Paleblood Hunter from him ! I wanted to mention it because it gets confusing in my early fanarts, but now they are distinct characters, even if I depict them with the same face/hairstyle and a similar personality. Here's a chart for better understanding :')

and phew, hopefully i didn't forget anything ! thank you for asking about them (heart hands)

[sneasedtomeetyou]

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Sneaks the Weavile ✨First partner pokémon!✨

Obtained 2004

Casi's first ever pokemon and a gift from her father, a weavile caught on Mt. Coronet. Somewhere in his genetic lineage is evidence that his family included Hisuian sneasels, though distantly enough that it does not seem to alter his traits. He's extremely protective when it comes to Casi, following her everywhere and sitting in her lap whenever possible. Sneaks has been trained to help Casi with her mental and physical health, though not through any formal training in those regards, simply by the two of them learning how to make things work during their years alone.

He's known to have a big attitude, growling if someone unfamiliar reaches for Casi or if anyone tries to take her attention. When he likes someone he hides their belongings in the house so that they cannot leave without them. When someone like Amy comes to visit, he makes sure to bring Amy everything they could possibly need in order to leave as soon as possible.

Check out his tag here!

Basil the Meowscarada ✨Enrollment gift at Uva-Naranja Academy✨

Obtained 2009

Casi's second pokemon that he received on his first day of classes. Despite being a battler, if Basil had the choice he would prefer something more akin to contest shows, wanting to focus on the theatrics of the battle rather than actually winning. He also taught himself how to juggle as a Floragato, which he seems to enjoy doing. At least he must enjoy it, Casi isn't actually sure why he does that otherwise.

He's become quite bonded with Amy's gardevoir, Rose, to the point that just seeing her will usually cause him to start purring. There was once a time that the pair were inseparable, and though they were forced to be apart for a while, Basil seems determined to make up for the time that they lost.

Check out his tag here!

Hotdog the Dachsbun ✨Casi's first wild caught pokémon✨

Obtained 2009

Casi caught Hotdog as a Fidough just outside of the Academy's walls, and was one of the three members of his gym challenge team. Her friendly and unassuming attitude makes it hard to believe she is one of his better battling pokemon to this day. She's reliable when it comes to not only caring for the younger pokemon but keeping them in line. Usually. In reality she can in fact be bribed with food, a fact that Arlene has learned quite well.

Anyone visiting Casi must be prepared to pay the pet tax and give Hotdog at least some attention, or she will sit at their feet and beg until they give in.

Check out her tag here!

Hemlock the Sneasler ✨The first modern Sneasler!✨

Obtained 2014

An egg hatched in Casi's breeding program, Hemlock from a young age showed the aptitude necessary for evolution. Casi opted to raise him herself and, when he was ready, used a razor claw she had obtained in Kanto to evolve him. He's the first sneasler to be born and evolve in the 21st century, a huge scientific accomplishment and Casi's greatest achievement.

His success story has not only served as the sort of proof of concept the research team needed, but an important stepping stone as Hemlock himself has sired a large number of sneasels in the program over the years. This means that in the realm of professors and researchers, Hemlock is Casi's most recognizable pokemon.

Hemlock is trained to answer to commands in Unovan, Sinnohan, and a near extinct dialect of the Hisuian language that is reserved for special demonstrations at science conferences. While he's well trained to handle bustling conference halls and regular lab work, his authentic battle experience is lacking.

Check out his tag here!

Bell the Shuppet ✨The ghost that took out Casi's power!✨

Obtained January 2023

Bell was a rather sudden addition to Casi's life, knocking out his power on New Year's Day and completely derailing his holiday plans. She possesses an electric tera type, occupying Casi's breaker box before ultimately being flushed out. Now she prefers to hide in a pile of plush toys in Casi's bedroom, journeying out most often to hover over anyone in the house who may be in a gloomy mood.

At first she saw Casi as more of a constant food source of negative thoughts, but grew to like him over time. Though, she still isn't a fan of people touching her for the most part. If you hold your hand up for her, she might nuzzle into it if she's feeling particularly cuddly.

Check out her tag here!

Indigo the Charmander ✨The living furnace!✨

Obtained February 2023

Adopted from a care facility with the job of being Casi's personal heater in case the power went out again, Indigo has been a fixture of the Ginkgo household. Rather than using any of the beds provided to him he prefers to spend most of his time in the fireplace, keeping the logs lit and the room warmer than most in the house. To prevent accidental fire he wears a safety lantern on the tip of his tail to protect his flame. He also wears a choice scarf that he personally picked out for himself—by chewing on it at the store, forcing Casi to pay for it.

He's nippy and known to challenge other pokemon to tests of strength and power. His match seems to be Hotdog, who is immune to his fire attacks and able to outmatch him at his current size. All of this would seem to suggest he doesn't get along with his housemates, which is quite the contrary! This behavior is in fact how he shows affection, and while Casi has tried to train it out of him nothing seems to have worked. Amy is his favorite friend and his favorite chew toy.

Check out his tag here!

Arlene the Alolan Meowth ✨A special trade with Amy!✨

Obtained April 2024

First surrendered to Amy along with the pair of salazzles, Quicksilver and Slowgold, Arlene was notoriously uncooperative with Amy. She did however seem to bond exceptionally with Casi, leading to the professor insisting that she keep her. They ultimately decided upon a trade in which Casi gave a Hisuian qwilfish by the name of Butch over to them.

Her charms include a sassy attitude, being unusually large for an unevolved meowth, opening cabinets despite pokemon-safe locks being installed, and competing with Sneaks for the space in Casi's lap while he watches TV.

Check out her tag here!

[komouri-official]

x-men evolution oc concept

CODE NAME: Ametrine

LEGAL NAME: Constance Harley Huxley

NICKNAMES: Amy, Stannie, Connie, Hux

POWER: Ability to create crystal, limited telepathic abilities

APPEARANCE:

Constance is something similar to a cross between a rabbit and a dinosaur. She's one of the taller mutants at 8'5". She has a long and prominent purple reptilian tail with black ridges, long purple bunny legs, and has a set of sharp purple reptilian claws that fade into her skin at where her arm bends. She has a bunny-like face and long fluffy purple ears. She has pure electric purple eyes, with white pupils that are rarely seen. Her hair is shaggy and shoulder length, and messy bangs. When fighting she ties her hair into a bun. She normally wears a dark grey leotard that covers her neck, as well as a purple pin with a black 'x' on it. She has sharp slightly purple teeth. Her hair used to be naturally brown, but since her X-Gene activated it became naturally purple. She dyes her hair to make it look more natural.

Heres a concept of what I think she'd look like (this is just a first concept which is why it's in gl2 I plan on trying to draw her later)

basic concept w/ pupils

PERSONALITY:

Constance is a very peppy and somewhat introverted girl. She's usually shy, but once you get to know her she's one of the weirdest people on the planet (in a good way.) She doesn't have that many friends, because most are intimidated by her height and dinosaur-like build. She's surprisingly boy crazy, which will be talked about a little more later. She's quick to lose focus in class or anything she finds boring, and usually daydreams about shows she likes.

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS:

SCOTT "CYCLOPS" SUMMERS: Her leader. She can find him boring most of the time. She doesn't like him all that much, but she respects him.

KURT "NIGHTCRAWLER" WAGNER: Besties! They have a pretty healthy relationship, but they do get into arguments sometimes.

ST. JOHN "PYRO" ALLERDYCE: Constance's crush. No one understands why, mainly because he's a psychopathic pyromaniac. Her excuse is "I just think he's cute!" Her obsession is completely one-sided.

PIETRO "QUICKSILVER" MAXIMOFF: Her number one opp. She hates the brotherhood with all her soul. She's chill with Lance and Wanda though.

NOTES:

every purple part of her body (besides her hair) can create crystals.

The strongest part of her body is the bottom of her feet. She needs to wear special pads to prevent her turning everything around her into crystal, because she literally can't control it.

The crystal she creates is unbreakable.

Her claws and penetrate bone

She can run 25mph

An unknown purple poisonous gas flows from her eyes when she uses her powers.

She can move small things with her mind, but that's all her telepathy can do.

She is 700+ lbs

Can lift 1200lbs at a time

Straight/Ally

Her pupils only appear when she feels strong emotions. They can also change shape.

Not only can she create crystal, she can turn other things into crystal. But this takes more energy.

21 years old

Anything that her paws touch is permanently crystal. Anything her claws touch is temporarily crystal.

pleasemakefanartofherillactuallystartcryingpleaselol/nf

(if you do wanna make fanart of her pls tag me it's my favorite thing ever when people make fanart of things I maek lolollololimsorry😭😭😞💔 😔😔😔💔💔💔💔)

[roseofithaca]

Sleepover

(Set shortly after @idiotwithanipad 's A Little Light)

"Hey, I'm back! Told you it wouldn't be...." Amy stopped in her tracks as she passed through the door, frowning and looking around; "Wait..."

"It's not quite finished yet! Just hold on."

Silver held her hands in front of her, closing her eyes and concentrating as hard as she could.

Cheap metal dissolved around a single divan covered in a moave bedspread decorated with stars and moons, with purple and black fluffy pillows against the headboard, along with a dog-eared and well-cuddled Simba plushie.

The Neo Pagan sighed, looking well and truly spent, as if she'd been moving all the furniture around by hand instead of her mind.

"There! I think that's it. As good as I can remember." She smiled at the returning image of her friend, who she still couldn't quite believe she could see and speak too again.

Amy blinked at the room. A rather stark contrast to the dark and damp little chamber they'd conversed in before.

"You...redecorated?"

"Yeah! Took me a couple of tries to figure it out but, well, like I kept telling you guys - I'm a lucid dreamer! And you can astral project, which is so fucking awesome, let's make the most of it!"

Silver was bouncing on the toes of her boots once again, having clearly leapt right to the other extreme of her personality, following Amy's visit and messages from Mary. They'd brought the sparkle back into the witchling's eyes and the color to her cheeks.

She fiddled with the sheafs on her hands as she watched Amy inspect the room.

"There's...a lot of stuff. Holy shit."

She ran a finger up a CD tower that came up past her waist. Then peered at a collection of books on a shelf above a hefty old computer tucked in the corner. Every inch of the lilac walls were covered with posters of Buffy, Linkin Park, Avril Lavigne, Evanescence, Green Day and some other bands and movies Amy didn't recognise.

On the nightstand beside the bed was the smallest witches' altar set up, with a little goddess statue between two black wax candles, and a photo of a dark haired man crouching beside a girl with short brown hair clutching a three month old puppy in her arms.

"Silv. Is this your room?"

The Pagan nodded; "Yeah. Hope you don't mind, it's just...you showed me yours, I wanted to show you mine."

"Shit. You never said you were rich?!"

"I...What? I wasn't rich!" Silver scoffed, blushing a bit.

Maybe her family could be called 'Lower Middle Class', but...

Oh crap. Did Amy think she was showing off? That wasn't what she was going for at all.

But her friend just laughed; "Dude, look at all this stuff! You got computer and a TV in your room! You got a library of books and disks! No wonder you never smoked, you must never have been bored."

Silver chuckled at that.

"And look at that! It's like something off the set of Star Wars." The girl was gawping at her blue lava lamp next to the computer; "And what's this? Is some kinda witchy crystal ball?"

She struggled not to double over as Amy looked over the sphere containing a lines of pink electricity dancing out from the ball in the centre.

"It's a plasma ball, you twit! Put your finger on it!"

Amy did so, her mouth forming an 'O' as the lights commented to her fingertip.

"Ooh! Cool! Alison should get one of these for...."

They both locked eyes, Silver gripping the fluff of her blanket. Amy cleared her throat and moved away from the ball.

"Okay, just to be clear - most of the things you're seeing were second hand." Explained Silver, changing the subject; "The computer is like...three years old? My brother gave it to me after he got his laptop, and the fan on it sounds like a jet engine. Same with the TV, which has a VHS tape stuck in that no one can get out."

"A V-what?"

"Those dvds shaped like rectangles."

"Oh, right." Amy nodded; "Still, c'mon. It's a pretty sweet room, that's all I'm saying."

Silver shrugged; "Yeah, well...It was the one area in the house that was mine and I could do what I wanted in." She sat down on the divan, running her finger over the soft purple blanket at the foot; "Every time I stepped outside or tried to watch tv in the living room, my family made me feel like shit. So if it was better to stay in here, needed to make it cosy, y'know. And...I guess I was lucky enough to have enough money to do it up how I wanted."

"See? Rich cow!" Amy teased.

"It was my Dad's life insurance."

Her friend pursed her lips at that; "Oh. Fuck. Sorry."

"S'fine. Mum...my living Mum, was at least decent enough to give me an allowance for my chores." Silver confessed, "Wasn't much use for anything else mums are meant to do, but guess I can be grateful she never let me starve...I did that all to myself."

Amy took a seat on the bean bag chair stuffed in the corner next to the little grey box of a TV behind her.

"Wanna talk self harm? Try topping ripping your own skin off till your arteries are on display."

Silver stared at her with eyes like a rabbit in headlights. It made Amy snort.

"Relax! Mary stopped me. And it's not like I was in any real danger...Just kinda needed that release, you know?" She admitted, "It's...not been easy for me. There."

"But...you said you were okay? I thought were in like....Heaven?"

"I am, we are...It's just not playing harps on clouds like in the cartoons. Thank fuck because that sounds boring as shit. It's just...It's really hard to describe." Her friend frowned; "It's like a living dream. Mary and Annie keep telling me it's a paradise...and yeah it looked pretty amazing when I first arrived. But it's also like...whatever you want it to be? And...well I guess, moody bitch that I am, being separated from you and Humphrey, I wanted..."

"...Hell?" Asked Silver.

Amy snorted; "Trust me to be the one stupid cow that could ruin Heaven!"

Silver wished she could nudge her friend or give her a half-hearted hug. She watched Amy's fingers smooth over bean bag cover.

Humming, curious, she grabbed her Lion King plushie and chucked it at the other girl's head.

"Hey! What the...?" She exclaimed, frowning as the beloved teddy fell into her lap.

"Just wanted to test a theory." Silver grinned.

"Cow. What did Simba do to deserve that?"

"Collateral damage." She shrugged, then looked down at her lap; "Speaking of....Did you see your dad?"

Amy went quiet, stroking the patch of fur on Simba's head, matted after many trips in the washing machine.

She nodded, a twitch of a smile on her lips.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me about it. It's between you two."

"Thanks, mate." Said Amy, her voice breaking a little.

Silver could still see pain on her friend's face. It was enough to surmise that, even if making that connection had helped Amy a little, it was still agony to be separated from him. Understandable. As grateful as she was to have this 'crossing' to interact with her best mate again, her absence would still be felt when she woke up.

"And....Robin?" She couldn't hide the distaste in her voice as she said that name.

Amy shook her head; "Not yet. I'm still...getting the hang of how to do this with different people. Reaching Dad was a bit tougher than you. S'like you put up less walls for me to break through than he had around him."

Made sense. Humphrey had quite literally shut himself off from the others, both emotionally and locking himself in Amy's room.

"And when I tried to look in on Robin...well. Let's just say there's not so much walls around his head, more like a cave. In a mountain. On fucking Mars."

"Should've seen that coming." Silver clicked her tongue; "Well don't feel the need to rush on my account."

The dejected monotone sound of her voice caught Amy's attention.

"What really happened, Silv?" She asked, "I only know what Mary said he did."

She shrugged; "Not much else to say."

"I know, but...It's Robin, you know? Our Robin. Big, silly, fluffy, man-puppy Robin who loves practical jokes and dispensing random wisdom!"

"Maybe we don't know him as well as we thought?" Silver mused, looking at her thin lavender curtains, "I mean...the dude has killed people. To survive, sure, but there was also that thing with Hat. And you know he was all on board for killing Alison, to start. Then again, so was Mary, so maybe I just have a habit of attracting problematic parental figures..."

"Maybe. But...they do love you though. I'm sure of that. Or at least, I am with Mary. I just can't imagine Robin..."

"Might be easier to show you. Then you can come up to your own conclusions."

Silver reached into the drawer of random crap in the table next to her bed and fished out a remote.

Closing her eyes, she clutched the device between her palms and focused, as she had when manifesting the items in the bedroom.

Pressing the On button, she pointed it towards the fat TV, which lit up with a burst of static, before showing a first person POV of Robin, looking straight at the screen. Amy moved from the bean bag chair over to the edge of the bed.

Silver pressed the rewind button, to show the context of what occurred in the build up to their fight.

Humphrey's body clinging to her. Their silent communication as they sat listening to Cap's long winded story.

Then Robin bringing in Humphrey's head. Humphrey's heart visibly breaking.

Silver lashing out at the others as they stared at her in judgement. The way they turned their backs to walk away.

Humphrey asking her to leave him alone. Both of him.

And all the while, Robin standing there in the corner. Watching.

In the bedroom, Silver said nothing as the argument played out again, letting Amy watch it for herself. Her plea to know why Robin had to do it like that. Robin's assertion it was for her own good. The escalating shouts. She cringes, feeling a little bad, knowing how much her friend hates arguments. It seems longer than she remembered it, too.

More swearing. More hurtful accusations. Then Robin looking as bestial as either of them have known as he's there, in her face, telling her about what Mary did. Then Silver's slap knocking him back. The flash of regret on his weathered face.

Then the screen goes blank, and they're back staring at a grey mirror of themselves.

"....Shit. That was brutal..." Amy gulped, having tugged her hoodie up at some point during the raised voices.

It hadn't helped Silver feel any better to watch the replay.

"Maybe...maybe I shouldn't have said that thing about him forgetting how to be human." She winced; "You know he can get pretty sensitive when someone calls him an animal-."

"Bullshit!" Amy cut her off; "You were right to call him out for that, acting all high and mighty, making out like that was the right thing when all it did was make you and Dad feel even more shitty! It's no excuse for him breaking his promise to Mary and letting you think she didn't...Well. You can tell him yourself that's a load of crap, straight from the woman herself!"

Silver smiled at that, feeling a warmth in her chest as she remembered Mary's last message to her.

Amy tossed Simba back into her arms.

"Don't worry. Leave the annoying fluff to me. He'll be grovelling for your forgiveness by the time I'm done with him."

Silver shook her head, giving the plushie a hug; "Honestly....I really don't give a toss about Robin. You just saw my perspective there. I'm sure he has his own reasons for what he said but...I just can't be bothered to care."

Despite the words, her tone was no longer defeated or hopeless.

"I'm just excited to wake up and nag Julian to call Alison. So I can get the paperwork done and officially be Silver Guppy. Hehehe." She grinned, looking well and truly like a giddy teenager as she sat cross-legged on her childhood bed; "And I'm gonna talk to Humphrey. Whole Humphrey. He's the one who I hurt and the one whose feelings I care about helping right now."

"He's not mad at you. You know that, right?" Amy assured.

"I know, but...I'm mad at me. He can take as long as he wants to forgive me, I can accept that. But I wanna try and be there for him. Both parts." She explained; "You know, before this whole mess, I went to visit him in your room, his head bit....We actually had a really sweet moment. I gave him space after because I thought that's what he wanted, but-."

"Word of advice? Humphrey's not the sort of guy who asks for attention. Especially when he really needs it." Said Amy.

"So he's like....the Anti-Thomas?"

"Pretty much."

They both laughed at that. Silver felt a little more confident about facing the Tudor when she awoke now. She'd dedicate the rest of her afterlife to trying to look after him in Amy's absence if she needed to, whether he thought of her as a friend or not. He deserved better than to be left alone in the dark.

A fate she knew all too well.

"How much longer do you have?" Silver asked her friend.

"As long as you want. Time works roughly the same up there as the old world...but dreams are weird."

"Preaching to the choir." She smiled; "...Wanna play some games?"

"Sure. What you got?"

Silver shuffled forward and retrieved a purple cube with a handle from a cabinet, setting it out and unravelling many tangled black wires.

"What is that?!" Amy pointed at the box.

"It's a Gamecube! The best console ever! Please tell me Nintendo still existed when you died."

"Oh, is it like...an old Wii?"

"Dude, the Wii was literally just a Gamecube with motion controls." She said, having watched Mike play some Mariokart with his friend Obi one time. "Here, this is a classic. The first Resident Evil, remade!"

She pressed the button and brought the wired controller up onto the bed, the two girls laying on their front on the edge of bed.

"Damn, check out those graphics. It's like watching the first Toy Story." Amy commented.

"Oi, this was like cutting edge realism in my day!"

"Dude, you can see all the angles on their jackets. And all those rocks in the background are blurred together."

"Shut up or I won't let you shoot any zombies!"

Funny enough, in life she'd never had a friend come up to her room to play video games with her. Even her brother wasn't interested, preferring to stick to playing GTA on his own console. Silver watched, amused, as Amy took the controller for the first part, controlling Jill Valentine as she explores the zombie infested mansion.

Quietly, she sent a prayer up to whatever god had blessed her with this chance to still spend time with her friend, despite being separated by two worlds. For a brief moment, her heart panged for Robin, who she doubted in all these years had a chance to speak to those he lost. Then the sympathy passed; perhaps that was what happened when you built a literal cave around your heart.

She would never let herself become that. Never shut herself off from feeling what it means to be human. To love, to lose, to grieve, to make silly mistakes with the best of intentions. She'd take friendship over cold, hard wisdom any day.

"Fucking TWAT!" Amy cursed as she failed to shoot one creature in time as it grabbed Jill and sunk it's teeth into her neck; "What is up with this shit camera?! This game is rigged!"

"We can play Animal Crossing if you prefer?"

"Fuck off, I'm blowing this assholes head off." She said, determined, making Silver giggle.

[nightmaremp]

Weremayhem: Song of Beasts. Ch 32: Chaos is Love

Chaos filled the room. Floyd was making his soup song with Paula Abdul. The horrible saxophones kept playing, Morgan Freeman rolled his eyes. The recording area was still filled with the bunnies. Moog looks over at Nora and sees the stress on her face. 

“Hey! Enough!” yelled Nora. Everything went quiet. “Okay, everyone needs to leave!” she added in an anger filled tone. 

“Yeah, Paula Abdul, Morgan Freeman, all the Zoots.” said the black haired female. 

“Everyone just take a bunny and go,” Label Lady added. Morgan picked up one of the bunnies and look at Zoot. 

“It’s been an honor” he said to the dark blue haired male. 

“Yeah” replied Zoot as he start to follow Mr. Freeman. 

“Not you, real Zoot. You stay” said Nora. 

“Who? Me?” he asked in confusion. 

“Wow. This is such a disaster.” said the black haired female. Her voice was filled with stress. 

“I can’t believe I let this happen” she added. 

“About that. Look, I can explain” replied Moog in a nervous tone. 

“Moog” said Hannah in a quiet tone. 

“No, no, I’m sick of the game,” he replied. 

“This is all my fault!” said JJ loudly as he blocked the black haired male. 

“What?” asked Label Lady. 

“I gotta admit it,” he replied. 

“Working on the doc, giving Animal the bunnies, even trying to buy the label, it was all just an excuse to get close to you” JJ added with a huff. 

“Why?” replied Nora. 

“Look, when you broke up with me, you said it was because I was an unemployed, video game-obsessed loser.” he replied. 

“That’s why I worked 24/7 to build up my business and my net worth. Which somehow, led to fitness, and lasering off all my body hair, and taking hand gesture classes.” the ex lover added. 

“So, you’re saying that you became you for me?” she asked in shock. Was she hearing this right?

“No,” replied JJ. “I became me for us,” he added. There was a moment of silence, Nora didn’t know how to respond to him. The black haired female looks at Moog then back at JJ. 

“Hey, can we cut it, please?” she asked the camera man. 

“Cut? Are you nuts? We’re getting good stuff here” replied Kevin Smith. 

“How? None of this has anything to do with the band” she replied. 

“Hey, we agreed to make a documentary about love, and that’s what I’m shooting here. You're chasing your Amy” replied Smith. 

“What? My what?” asked the black haired female confusion. 

“Come on, this dude’s clearly your Amy, man” he replied. 

“The one you regret dumping, the one that got away,” Kevin added. 

“Really? You regret it?” asked JJ with a smile on his face. 

“Okay, why is this about me all of a sudden?’ asked Nora. 

“This is supposed to be about the band, okay?” she added. 

“And their love for each other” said Label Lady. 

“This is the love the world needs to see, not me” she added. 

“Oh wow, you’re, like, totally deflecting,” said Jancie in a quiet tone. 

“Yeah. Maybe” the black haired female replied. 

“I’ve been so obsessed with my career that when it comes to my love life. I don’t even know where to start, Janice, okay?” Nora added. 

“Is that what you wanna hear?” she asked the blonde female. 

“You’re not alone. Love is hard for most people” replied Janice. 

“But we’re not most people,” replied Dr. Teeth. Floyd Pepper shakes his head. 

“Uh, the doctor’s right,” replied Floyd. 

“I’m sorry I got all heated up about our band name” he added. “It’s fine by me,” the red haired male said. 

The doc shook his head. “But not by me” replied Teeth. “I hereby take this moment” said the ginger haired male. 

“From this day forward, we am, is, are, and be, they whom are known as just The Electric Mayhem” he added. 

“You’re a generous man with a beautiful hat” replied Floyd with a soft smile. “Thank you, doc,” he added. 

“Always, my brother,” replied Dr. Teeth with a smile on his face. 

“But most of all, thank you, Nora, for using your absolute brokenness to bring our total togetherness,” said Janice to Nora. 

“You’re welcome, I guess,” replied Label Lady. 

“And cut. Yes!” said Kevin Smith. “Show people, I think we got it” he added with a big smile on his face. 

“Got what? This wasn’t a lovefest, it was utter chaos.” replied Nora. 

“We couldn’t even get a Beatle to drop by,” she added. 

“Nora, we wanted to show the world what love really is, am I right?” replied Smith. 

“Love is chaos and it’s passion. And it’s confusing” he added. 

“And it can be very messy,” Kevin said. 

“You don’t need a Beatle to show the world how y’all feel about each other.” he added. 

“You already have,” said Kevin Smith. 

“Well, what do you know?” said the good doctor. 

“Silent Bob drops some knowledge at the end of the movie,” Teeth added. 

“You know what? You’re right” said Nora with a soft smile on her face. 

“We really don’t need Paul McCartney,” she added. Suddenly Lips’ phone starts to vibrate. The blonde male checks to see who is calling him. It was Paul McCartney. Lips hang up on it and stick his phone back into his pockets. 

“Well, I guess, all that’s left now is a big ending,” said Label Lady. 

“Yeah? What do you have in mind?” asked Smith. 

The next day, upbeat music filled the air. People were walking around back of the Shack as the band played from the roof of the building. They sing a song about love. “Looks like glam squad really does know all” Nora said to Hannah. 

“Yeah, like you ever listen” replied Hannah. 

“I guess it did take an entire film crew and a famous director to get me to stop hiding and live a little.” Label Lady replied. 

Penny starts her wailing again into the microphone but JJ unplug it before she could finish the first note. Nora sat down next to her ex. “We make a pretty good team, huh?” said the black haired female with a smile on her face. 

“I knew we would,” replied JJ with a smile as well. He took a deep breath. 

“Listen, um, about the stuff I said earlier…” the ex started to say. 

“No. Don’t” replied Nora.

“It means a lot that you just stopped with all the games and got real” she added with a smile on her face.

“So, you’re saying I didn’t have to laser off my body hair?” he replied. The Label Lady just smiles and pulls her arms on his shoulder. 

Hannah sits down next to Moog who was looking at JJ and Nora in shock. “Hey” said Hannah. 

“For what it’s worth, I’m still Team Moog” she added. He was silent a bit before asking a question. 

“Okay, so, what’s the next move?” the black haired male asked. 

“Honestly, I think your only move is to just let it be,” replied Hannah. 

“Or you could throw JJ into a pit” said Lewis who just appear out of nowhere with a cookie. 

“No and how did you get up here?” replied Moog. 

“Magic” replied the ginger haired boy. The band finished the song and the crowd cheered with joy. 

That night, Teeth had got done putting Annie to bed. He walked to his room where Lips was reading a book in bed while Zoot was using him as a pillow. “Hey” said the doc in a low voice. 

Lips look up to the ginger haired male. “Hm?” the blonde male let out as he set his book on the night table.

“I need to talk to you and Zoot,” replied the good doctor. The trumpet player nods before waking up the dark blue haired male. 

“Huh?” said the saxophonist before yawning. Dr. Teeth sat down on the bed next to his two lovers. 

“I’m sorry for flirting with Penny. I shouldn’t have but I did….I didn’t mean to upset you two. I wasn’t thinking how you would feel and me committing the relationship.” Teeth said while looking at his lovers. 

He took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?” the keyboardist asked. 

Lips mumbles “I forgive you” as he gives his lover a kiss on the cheek. 

“I forgive you too,” said Zoot with a soft smile. 

They cuddle before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Purrs from Lips and Teeth filled the room. The love filled their hearts. 

[lostloves]

📚📣🏠💖!!

hi ami! so sorry for how late this is. i haven't checked my asks inbox in a long time. i'm guessing this is for the music emoji challenge that i never got to do a while back? 😅 still, if you're interested, here are my answers:

📚 a song or album you could write a term paper on

folklore & evermore by taylor swift i fear i will never shut up about these two, whether it's one, five, or ten years later. if i remember correctly, i actually did end up doing a paper for some songs on evermore. i think it was my finals for a communication or research class.

📣 a lyric that feels like it is specifically calling you out

i have two in mind, and they're both by taylor. 1. "Does it feel alright to not know me? I'm addicted to the 'if only'?" —from i look in people's windows 2. "I'll save all my romanticism for my inner life and I'll get lost on purpose / This place made me feel worthless / Lucid dreams like electricity, the current flies through me / And in my fantasies, I rise above it / And way up there, I actually love it" —from i hate it here oh and the entirety of the prophecy. if you know, you know hahaha.

🏠 a song you could live inside

forever star by 张洢豪 honestly, i had a hard time thinking about this one because i have two fantasy playlists, one for folk songs that have cottagecore folklore-esque vibes and the other for edm songs that have an epic, high fantasy feel to them. but funnily enough, i ended up going for a song that was on neither of those playlists lol. the one i picked for this prompt is forever star, which is from a chinese drama called hidden love. i watched the show back in 2023 in a last ditch effort to review for my mandarin midterms (because i suck at learning languages in a traditional classroom setting). i'm not sure how to describe this song, other than the fact that it's soft and dreamy and tender. it feels vulnerable but at the same time so very loving. i don't know, but with all the horrible things going on in the world right now, i think that's the kind of song that i'd love to live in.

💖 a guilty pleasure song

apt by rosé and bruno mars i know people are gonna say this is overplayed but not for me. this song is my jam. it's so happy and fun and lively, and i don't think i'll ever get sick of it.

this became way longer than i thought it would be lol. but i had a lot of fun choosing the songs for this.

hope you have a great day, ami! 💗

send me a music emoji ask 🎵

[nightwings-left-ass-cheek]

sharp, snarky, funny, and just the right amount of sweet—starring Amy Nichole and Charisma, two bratty, competitive girls who unexpectedly fall for each other instead of the guy they’re chasing.

---

“This Was Not the Plan”

Charisma was used to being the center of attention. Her eyeliner was sharp enough to draw blood, and her tongue even sharper. She was the kind of girl who got away with texting in class because the teachers were too afraid to call her out.

Amy Nichole, meanwhile, was the chaos in a designer hoodie. She had a laugh that could shatter windows and a permanent air of “I don't care,” unless someone else was winning—then she *very much* cared.

They hated each other, obviously.

So when **Jesse Carter**, the new transfer student with dreamy curls and a jawline that belonged on Netflix, walked into 4th period bio, both Amy and Charisma had the same thought at the same time:

**“Mine.”**

---

What followed was a week of increasingly ridiculous tactics:

* Amy dropped her pen next to Jesse’s desk *six times* in one class.

* Charisma fake-volunteered to tutor him in math, despite being mathematically illiterate.

* They both suddenly “forgot” how to open lockers just as he was walking by.

It was war. Pretty, petty, glitter-laced war.

One day, Charisma cornered Amy in the hallway, practically vibrating with rage. “You wore lip gloss *for him.*”

Amy scoffed. “Oh, please. You wore that ugly cardigan. That’s your mating call.”

“You’re obsessed with me.”

“You *wish.*”

They were nose to nose, breath hot, tension thick—and that’s when Jesse walked past them, headphones in, absolutely *unaware* he had become the object of a cold war.

They watched him disappear down the hall. Silence.

Then Amy muttered, “…He’s not even that cute.”

Charisma blinked. “Yeah. His breath smells like protein powder.”

They looked at each other.

A pause.

A weird little moment.

“Oh no,” Charisma whispered.

“Oh *no,*” Amy echoed.

They both realized it at once: it wasn’t Jesse making their heart race. It was *each other.*

---

By Friday, Amy was sitting next to Charisma in class like it was completely normal. Charisma passed her a note that said:

**“I still hate you.”**

Amy wrote back:

**“You’d better.”**

Under that, Charisma added a tiny heart. In pen.

---

**Title: "Closet Cases"**

*(Chapter 2 of “This Was Not the Plan”)*

The janitor’s closet smelled like bleach, regret, and very faint weed from some mysterious sophomore two months ago. It was definitely not romantic.

But it had a lock.

Charisma shoved Amy inside and followed, slamming the door behind them. “Five minutes,” she hissed. “Then we pretend we’re in here to steal toilet paper for a prank.”

Amy raised an eyebrow. “You think people are going to believe you touch toilet paper?”

“Shut up.”

They were standing an inch apart. Charisma crossed her arms like a shield. Amy smirked like she knew exactly what she was doing.

“You’re blushing,” Amy said softly.

“It’s 90 degrees in here and you smell like strawberry vape. I’m not blushing.”

“You *so* are.”

A beat. The silence felt heavy, electric, and annoyingly full of feelings neither of them knew what to do with.

“Okay,” Charisma snapped. “Why do you even *like* me?”

Amy leaned back against the mop bucket, pretending to think. “You're hot. You're mean. You called a teacher a ‘fashion disaster’ to their face and didn’t get detention. Obviously, I’m in love with you.”

Charisma blinked. “...That was *Mr. Halpern.* He *was* a fashion disaster.”

Amy grinned. “See? You get me.”

Charisma’s mouth opened, maybe to argue, maybe to say something cruel-and-flirty, but it never got there—because Amy kissed her.

Quick. Bold. Soft, somehow.

When she pulled back, Charisma stared at her like she’d just grown a second head. Or wings. Or maybe just nerve.

“I knew you were a menace,” Charisma whispered.

Amy shrugged, smirking. “Yeah. But I’m *your* menace now.”

And Charisma—heart pounding, stomach flipping, sarcasm momentarily out of reach—grabbed the front of Amy’s hoodie and kissed her back.

Longer. Messier. Perfectly them.

---

Outside, someone rattled the doorknob.

"Occupied!" Charisma shouted, breathless.

"Are y’all making out or stealing soap?" came a voice. It was Jesse, of all people, clearly suspicious.

Amy laughed into Charisma’s shoulder. “Plot twist: both.”

---

**Title: "Rumor Has It (And She's Loud About It)"**

*(Chapter 3 of “This Was Not the Plan”)*

It took exactly 24 hours for the rumor to explode.

They thought they were subtle—leaving the janitor’s closet separately, Amy fixing her lip gloss in her locker mirror, Charisma pretending her hoodie string hadn’t been chewed on (by Amy, obviously).

But high school had eyes. Ears. TikTok. And **Brielle J.**, student body gossip queen and walking Snapchat filter, had seen *something* through the sliver of the janitor closet’s cracked vent.

By second period the next day, the school was buzzing.

* “Amy Nichole and Charisma are *dating.*”

* “No, they were just making out for attention.”

* “I heard they fought over Jesse and then decided to date *each other.*”

* “Honestly? Power couple.”

Charisma burst into the art room like a tornado in lip gloss. “AMY. What the hell.”

Amy looked up from the clay sculpture she was pretending to work on. “I didn’t say anything.”

“You literally told *Kayleigh*, and Kayleigh’s like, a WiFi router for secrets.”

“I said I kissed you *once*. That’s not the same as announcing we’re in love on the loudspeaker.”

Charisma threw her hands up. “People are tagging me in *edit videos.* With you. Set to Taylor Swift. Do you know what that does to my brand?”

Amy leaned forward, grinning. “It improves it?”

Charisma opened her mouth, then froze. “...Shut up. You're lucky you’re hot.”

They stared at each other across the paint-stained table, the air hot with bickering and tension and maybe a little panic.

“So what do we do now?” Amy asked, quieter.

Charisma blinked. “I don’t know. You’re the one who turned our weird closet kiss into a public spectacle.”

Amy chewed on her lip. Then: “We could just...own it?”

Charisma raised a perfect eyebrow. “Own what?”

Amy shrugged. “That we’re...us.”

Charisma blinked. “Are we ‘us’?”

Amy tilted her head. “Do you *want* to be?”

A long pause.

Finally, Charisma sighed like someone who had just given in to the most frustrating, glitter-covered enemy she could possibly love. “Fine. But if we’re doing this, we do it *my* way.”

---

**Later that afternoon...**

Charisma posted a mirror selfie on her story with Amy leaning in behind her, cheek resting on her shoulder. Both of them were smirking. The caption?

> “Yes, we kissed. No, you can’t join.”

The school lost its mind.

---

**Title: “Cupid Has Curls and a Hoodie”**

*(Chapter 4 of “This Was Not the Plan”)*

By Monday, their status as a couple wasn’t just gossip—it was *canon.* Like, someone had made a fan account.

@Charmy.Nation

**Bio:** *Enemies to lovers, queens of hallway tension, we ride at dawn 💅🌈*

Charisma threatened to delete Instagram. Amy said it was “kind of iconic.”

But the most unhinged part?

**Jesse Carter.**

The boy who had once been the target of their glittery, high-stakes competition was now their biggest cheerleader. No bitterness. No awkwardness. Just unfiltered chaos.

He showed up at their lunch table like it was *his* love story.

“You guys are, like, the main characters,” Jesse said, sliding into the seat across from them with his chocolate milk like a proud dad at a dance recital. “I knew it. I *knew it.*”

Charisma squinted at him. “You knew what? We were literally fighting over you two weeks ago.”

Jesse sipped his milk dramatically. “And yet—destiny prevailed.”

Amy choked on her fruit snack. “You think *this* is destiny?”

“I think you two hating each other with the heat of a thousand suns was obviously the setup for a slow-burn sapphic enemies-to-lovers arc,” he said.

Charisma blinked. “You... read fanfic?”

“I *write* it,” Jesse said proudly. “Well, I used to. Now I just manifest it with my vibe.”

Amy leaned in. “Jesse. Be honest. Did you *try* to get us to fight over you?”

Jesse winked. “I didn’t have to. That tension was preheated.”

Charisma stared at him. “I should’ve bullied you harder.”

“No need,” he said, pulling out his phone. “I made a ship name poll. ‘Charmy’ is winning, but ‘AriSma’ has the better aesthetic.”

Amy was fully crying from laughing now. “This is so unhinged.”

Jesse beamed. “It’s supportive.”

---

Later, after school, Amy and Charisma were walking home together, drinks in hand, still giggling about Jesse and his ship polls.

“You know,” Charisma said, “for someone we both tried to date, he’s disturbingly chill about us ending up with each other.”

Amy grinned. “Yeah. It's like he always knew we didn’t *really* want him.”

Charisma nudged her shoulder. “You didn’t?”

Amy glanced at her. “You kidding? You were *way* more fun to flirt-fight with.”

There was a pause. A quiet one, full of warm fizzy feelings neither of them wanted to say out loud just yet.

Charisma cleared her throat. “So. You wanna hang out tonight? No closet. Just... my place. Movies. Popcorn I’ll probably burn.”

Amy smiled. “Sounds gross. I’m in.”

---

**To Be Continued...**