#AND THE OTHER GROUP IS COMING W/ NEW TRAUMAS

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What a wild ass ride this episode has been

[nope-body]

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[fallstaticexit]

The Art of Being Seen - a Nancy Landgraab story

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𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢 - 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥

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AN: Nancy's story will consist of 3 parts: Part One- Youth | Part Two - Uni | Part Three - Wife Three pivotal moments in Nancy’s life that shaped the Nancy we know today.

As mentioned in the prologue, this story may contain mature and possibly even uncomfy themes and all posts will have their corresponding trigger warners in the post as well as the tags. Trigger Warnings are: Homophobia / Religious Trauma / Death via Car Accident/ Drugs / Alcohol / Infidelity / Sex & Nudity

Also, I have experienced CAS burnout lately, so I aged down most of the townies to teens lol. I figured this version of Cassandra Goth can be the AU version since I’ve already wrote Bella and Morti Goth into my Briar legacy, which this story is apart of that universe.

Transcript:

Cassie: This is Blair Hall, the senior girls’ dorm, and if you ask me, it’s the best one. We have our own private library. Down there is the rec room; we’re not allowed to have the boys over unless it’s with a chaperone.

Cassie: We’re also the closest to the church, which is great for when we have group sessions before service. You won’t have to rush and scarf down breakfast, plus you can sleep in a little!

Nancy: [sarcastically] Gee, how’d I get so lucky?

Cassie: Sister Agnes always says, It’s not luck—it’s a blessing! Vacancies are hard to come by. My old roomie withdrew; she had a really hard time fitting in with the other girls. They can be... kind of intense.

Dina: Oh, look. Another pretty blonde rich girl. Like those aren’t a dime a dozen here.

Nina: [scoffs] Here we go...

Dina: I am not joking. I better not catch her ass around Don. The last hoochie he was tonguing down was also a skinny, flat-chested, blonde bimbo.

Vanessa: You need to put his weenie in a cage instead of fighting every girl that breathes the same air as him.

Dina: Well, he wouldn’t be tempted if these floozies would stay away from my man!

Vanessa: I guess dyeing your hair blonde isn’t working for you, huh?

Dina: Oh, shut it, VV. You’re just jealous he isn’t into redheads.

Nina: Hmm, I thought he was into redheads though.

Dina: Ugh, as if!

Cassie: You can pretty much decorate your space however you want. Just nothing that’s on the prohibited list. There’s a room check every night before curfew, and-

Nancy: What do you know about that redhead on the balcony?

Cassie: Dina?

Nancy: No, she said her name was Vanessa. I ran into her this morning but she didn’t mention her last name.

Cassie: Oh, yeah! VV. Vanessa Villareal. She’s- eh, one of the mean girls. I try to stay out their way. Probably best you do the same.

Nancy: [softly to herself] Villareal. So, she’s old money, too.

Cassie: Her family built the school. Guess that’s why she feels like she can do whatever she wants- eh, don’t tell anyone I said that!

Cassie: But, erm, you’re welcome to hang out with me and my friends during rec and lunch and stuff. I know how tough it can, being the new girl and all.

Nancy: Yeah? ...thanks- Cassie, was it?

Cassie: You’ll totally like my friends. They’re the coolest people on Earth.

Cassie: Definitely better than some people. You can tell who goes here because of their faith and who was forced here because of their lack of it.

Cassie: Hey guys! This is Nancy, she’s my new roomie.

Bob: No way, they filled Angela’s spot already? Money talks. I’m Bob, or Bobby, and this cool, tall drink of water is Geoffrey. Welcome to Paradise.

Bob: [whispers] Geoffrey! Say something to the pretty girl!

Geoffrey: [voice cracks] W-we’ve um, met already.

Geoffrey: Our dad’s are friends. I just haven’t seen her since we were 10 years old. She looks so... different.

Bob: Oh, I seeee. First love? Your ears are beet red, my man.

Bob: Take a seat, newbie! Are you into D&D, perchance?

Nancy: I have no idea what that is.

Bob: Oh, ho ho! You’re in for a treat, m’lady. I’ll catch you up from the beginning of our campaign.

Vanessa: You look so bored. Want to get out of here, new girl?

Vanessa: Don’t worry, I’ll return you back to your nerds in one piece.

Cassie: [grumbles] Um, hello, we’re sitting right here?

Nancy: Go where, exactly? This place is in the middle of nowhere.

Vanessa: Guess you’ll have to come and find out.

Nancy VO: [I learned then, that I would follow her anywhere]

Dina: There she goes, taking in another stray.

Nancy VO: [All she had to do was take my hand]

[rainylana]

“I’m always going to take care of you.” Alternate version!

Eddie Munson x female reader

summary: this is a new version of my old series i wrote last year. so many people have asked to see more of how eddie deals with such a horrible thing happening to the reader, so here we go, this is for you!

warnings: PLEASE READ! this is purposely written, in the beginning, as fast paced. i was trying to establish a sense of anxiety and fear while writing it because of how quickly it happened. the assault happens differently and does not go into much detail this chapter, but will during the next. i purposely switched povs because i still wanted to give insight to the reader. so with that being said, warnings for this fic include: rape, blood and bruises, broken bones, hospitalization, language, smoking of weed, trauma and shock, lots of tears and angst. please, please, let me know what you thought and if there’s anything i need to go about differently. it’s been a year since i’ve properly revisited this series. i feel like this version will be much darker and will take more of a toll. let me know your thoughts and if anything needs changed. i never spellcheck lol. this one’s for all of us. i see you and feel you. much love, lana.

Steve Harrington’s parties were the kind that were talked about for weeks on end. The music, the food, the house. It was a mansion, and there had been many of times were you and Eddie had slept in multiple rooms of that house, unbeknownst to the owners knowledge.

This party was no different. Bodies were on bodies, beer was spilled and the pool was splashing every drop of water out into the flower bed, that was no covered in trash. There was a basketball court that entertained the jocks. It was an absolute mansion.

You were somewhere. Eddie would see you from time to time getting more beer or a snack, coming over to check on him. He closed his eyes, taking a long drag and leaned against the wall. “Shit, this shit is good.” He coughed slightly, letting his arms fall at his sides, black sleeves pulled up at his elbows.

You found him eventually, hair slightly wet from being splashed at the pool, a towel wrapped around your shoulders. Most everyone was wearing their bathing suits. You smiled when you sat down beside him, laughing at the redness of his eyes. “Feelin good, Eddie?” You tapped his chin.

He grinned at you goofily. “Shit, is the shit, babe. Wanna try?” He offered it to you.

You plopped down on your ass and sat beside him, saying hi to all the others that joined the circle. You laid your head on his shoulder. “Sure you don’t want to come swim with me, Ed? It feels good. Moons out, too. It could be romantic.”

“I give you plenty of romance, darlin’.” He said through hooded eyes, armed laid lazily around your wet shoulders. “Damn, your tits are out!” He exclaimed, finally realizing you had changed, eyes bulging for dramatics.

You laughed and rolled your eyes. “My tits are not out. Everyone is wearing them! You picked it out, don’t you remember?”

“Baby, I’m gonna be honest, I don’t remember much of anything right now.” He was practically drooling at the mouth, giggling like a child and floating off into space.

“Uh, huh.” You gave him a look before turning to the rest of the group. “He’s cut off.”

He was too stoned to realize what you had said, curling up in himself and lulling his head against the wall, eyes drooping closed.

“Eddie, Eddie, oh, okay,” You sighed, watching as he fell asleep. “I’m serious, Gareth, make sure he doesn’t do anything else. I got to carry this guy home, you know.”

You sat with Eddie for almost an hour, making sure he was alright. He always was. He always got tired when he smoked weed, you did too, but not near as much as he did. You gave him a kiss on the cheek, telling everyone else you’d be back and that you were going to change your clothes.

You went to the same room you always did, walked up the same steps and same corridor, the air cool against the exposure of your wet skin. Nobody was upstairs. You had planned for a quick change and nothing more, but you hadn’t any idea what was waiting for you behind the door, or the fact you were being followed.

•

Eddie was in and out of it, waking up here and there if someone spoke loudly enough. Dustin kept laughing, about what, he didn’t know or care. He just wanted to sleep. Later on he would realize that it was probably an act of God that he heard you, because there was no scientific explanation for it. He shouldn’t have heard you.

The music was booming loud, playing a hit from Blondie over the speakers. People were chugging beers, getting high and fucking out in the shed outside, the bedrooms above. The lights were flashing on and off, mixtures of colors painting the walls, their bodies. There was no way he could of heard you, yet he did.

He felt as if he were dreaming at first. His eyes were still closed, body numb from the awkward position he was in. It felt like a loud thumping at first, like something had hit the floor. Then a crash, something had broke. Then a high pitched noise, someone had screamed. It had to have been a dream, because he swore it was you.

Eddies eyes peeled open slowly, foggy and clouded from his high, but he didn’t feel so good anymore, and was left with a chill up his spine. He looked to the right of him to find you gone. “Gareth?” His voice was gravely and deep. “Where’d y/n go?”

Gareth pointed up the stairs quickly, eager to get back to his conversation with Robin about her thoughts on the new Back to the Future movie. Eddie had pushed himself up and found the stairs. It was a mansion, having had to climb four sets of stairs before he could find the hallway. Each set he could hear it clearer. He still shouldn’t have. The music was too loud. He could feel the vibrations underneath his feet against the wood flooring.

He walked quicker and quicker, the sounds of crashing, screaming, begging, becoming louder and louder. Soon, he heard his own name, and he knew it was you. He was running then, as fast as he could to find you. And when he did, the last door on the left, the same room you both had slept in many of times, he was brought to pure horror.

•

You weren’t entirely sure what was happening. Well, you did. You had been raped. You were just confused what was happening now. You were sitting up, staring blankly at the floor. Eddie was down at your feet, saying something, saying a lot of things, actually, but you couldn’t hear him. It sounded like he was underwater. Your ears were ringing, and he kept dabbing his hand under your nose. Were you bleeding?

Your hands were vibrating, along with the other parts of your body, shaking like you were having a seizure. Surely you’d pass out soon. Everything you felt was heightened. The pain, the emotion, or lack of. You soon realized you were going into shock.

You felt everything, yet nothing, all at the same time.

•

Four seconds.

It had taken four seconds for Eddie to react. Four seconds for him to decide what to do. He’d found you bent over the bed, hands pinned above your head and legs split apart. The man above you, twice your size, twice his size, a man he’d never seen before, raping you. It had taken him four seconds to react.

The man above you had stopped when Eddie had come in, staring at him in the act with a look of surprise and shock. Eddie lunged then, knocking the man over and into a side table that crumbled under their weight, a string of punches and curses, the sound of choking and items breaking. There was so much noise, but you didn’t hear any of it. You laid there, bent over, legs spread, a mixture of blood and semen seeping out of you as you stared straight ahead, fixated on the painting in front of you.

Steve and his mom at the beach.

You didn’t hear the sound of Eddie’s cry of pain when your attacker punched the wind out of him, you didn’t hear him run out of the room or Eddie’s footsteps after him, halting halfway and returning back to you. You kept thinking of Steve and his mom. She was so sweet. You really should spend more time with her.

All of that, led to now.

“Baby, baby, please, please, say something!” He panicked, knelt down at your legs, holding your arms to keep you upright, “Oh, God,” He took another look at your legs, covered in blood. “Oh, my god, Oh, my god.” He covered his mouth briefly, not knowing what to do. “Okay, okay,” He jumped up, running to the joining bathroom to grab a towel. “Okay, baby, I got this, see?” He started quickly wiping away at the blood, switching his eyes from his legs to you.

It looked like you’d been killed, or were dying. You said nothing, deathly pale, face stained with tears and mascara, deep bruising that painted your cheeks and eyes purple. Your lip was busted and bleeding. You were shaking with tremors, your breath coming out in little pants that were uneven. You were choking on your sobs, not a single one being allowed out. It hurt to sit, the pain in your abdomen was almost unbearable.

Eddie didn’t realize it himself, but he was also going in to shock. It became harder and harder to get the blood off of you due to his shaky hands, and his breathing become more sporadic and choppy. “I’m getting it, honey. I’m trying.” He said, words coming out in a rush. The towel was stained red when he’d finished, your legs still coated, stained by the blood from inside of you. He looked you over, shaking his head. He didn’t know what to do.

“Y/n,” He gasped, reaching up to grab your face. “Talk to me. Are you hurt? Where does it hurt at?”

You couldn’t look at him. It felt impossible. Your eyes were so heavy. His voice still sounded as if he were underwater, his movements slow, like he was fighting off a current, and you suddenly became freezing, trembling harder like you were out in the snow. Maybe it was the shock.

“Honey, please,” Eddie begged you, eyes tearing up. “I don’t know what to do.”

When he noticed how hard you were shaking, he jumped up and got a blanket from the chair, wrapping it around your body and sitting next to you. “Okay, here, I’m here. Steve!” His scream snapped you out of it, making you gasp and jump.

“No!” Your voice was hoarse, burning as you screamed. “No!” You tried to stand but you collapsed, pointing to the door. “Close the door! Close the door!”

Your urgency made him obey quickly, and he was slamming the door and locking it within a second. “Y/n-”

“You can’t tell anyone!” You sobbed, wobbling on your legs. You were a sight, one that would traumatize him for the rest of his life. “No one, swear it! Let’s just go home!” You we’re a wreck, sobbing, hyperventilating, shaking. Surely you would faint.

“Angel, baby,” He tried to approach you, but you freaked.

“No!” You jumped away. “Don’t- don’t touch me, please!” Was the room getting darker?

“Okay, okay,” He held up his hands, heart racing and bulging, fearful eyes. “I won’t touch you. I’ll stay right here, okay?”

You nodded, mouth opening and closing, feet shuffling, limping, trying to stay upright. Surely, you would faint.

•

His elbows are on his knees, hands pressed against his mouth. The chair he’s in is uncomfortable, an ache in his back that matches the one in his heart. Wayne is there, sitting across from him on the other side of the room. Steve, Nancy, Robin and Dustin are outside in the waiting room, along with the rest of hellfire. He tried to be discreet. Well no, that wasn’t true. When you’d fainted, Eddie lost it.

He’d swooped you up in his arms, carrying you down stairs, a sobbing mess, looking anywhere for anyone, to help. He found Mike first, then Chrissy Cunningham. The party was over very quickly.

“Eddie.” Wayne said tiredly, wearing a puffed, flannel coat. “Why don’t you go home, bud? I’ll stay with her.”

“No.” He didn’t miss a beat. He was staring a hole right through you, eyes so tearful they looked to be made of glass. “I can’t leave her.”

Wayne knew he wouldn’t leave. It was four in the morning, and you hadn’t shown any signs of life. If it weren’t for the machines, Eddie was sure you would have been dead. You were so quiet, not a stir, not a twitch. Were you dreaming? Was it good or a nightmare?

“She’s alright, buddy. You know that.” Wayne could see the telltale signs of his panic attack coming on. “You heard what the doctor said.”

You had abrasions along your vaginal walls. Your nose was broken, now covered with gauze and medical tape. You had two broken ribs, bruises covering your entire body. The doctor had asked him questions he didn’t know the answer to. Eddie knew what had happened, but what had really happened?

You would be okay. He knew that. You were alive and you survived. But were you okay? What would you become when you woke up? You would be totally traumatized, or would you simply move on with life? He knew the answer and he hated himself for knowing it. He knew the pain you were going to suffer when you woke up. He saw it. He saw what it was you would have to endure. A part of him wished you would sleep peacefully forever.

It felt like every vital organ inside of him had been ripped apart, like his stomach had been cut and everything spilled out. He’d thrown up twice since they got to the hospital. It been hours since you both got there. He couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d saw. Your body being used, abused by a man who had beaten you up, raped you, split you open and left bloody.

“Oh, god, Wayne.” Eddie broke down in sobs, shoulders sinking and face hiding into his hands for a shield, a mask to hide from the world. “This is all my fault.”

The image of you had scared his brain, the mental image something he thought he’d never be able to erase. Through everything he had gone through, this moment here, was the worst moment he had ever lived through, and he himself, would make a deal with god if he could, just to take your place, to take it all away. The love of his life was in pain, and it caused him more hurt than he could have ever imagined.

His uncle looked at him, saddened and distraught for the both of you. “Don’t say that, Eddie. You know she’d hate to hear you say somethin’ like that.”

Eddie’s body shook with heavy, deep and broken cries. “It is. I was asleep. I was asleep and stoned out of my mind while she was being raped right above me!” He practically spat the words with a venomous hatred, throwing out his arm as he looked at you longingly. “I failed her. Her, of all people. I fuckin’ failed the one thing I care about most. How the hell am I supposed to live with this?”

Wayne watched him stare at you, stare at you and cry like he was mourning for the entire world, like you had been taken from him.

“How are we supposed to be okay after this, Wayne?” He looked like a little boy then, looking over to his uncle with big, brown eyes. “How can I…how can she ever forgive me?” Another sob, and another. Wayne was sat beside him now, holding his shoulders as Eddie cried.

“You two have been through hell together.” The old man said, on hand on his nephews new. “You’ll get through this. She will and you will. She stood by your side when you were dying, remember? She helped you through it. It did you both in, but you got through it, didn’t you?

He didn’t answer, but he heard his uncle loud and clear. He didn’t know how he’d do it, but he’d help you in every way he could. He owed it to you. You’d patched him up, held him through nightmares and insecurities about his scars. You fed him, helped clothed him and helped him keep himself clean when he was still too sore to move around. You had put your own life on pause for him. He owed it to you to do the same. In his eyes, it was his own fault it happened, anyways.

“Yeah.” Eddie sniffled, wiping away his tears with his jacket. “Yeah, I- you’re right. You’re right. I can help her. I’ll help her. She’ll be okay.”

“She’ll be okay.” Wayne assured him.

He didn’t realize just how hard it was going to be, how a giant rift in your relationship would almost separate the two of you. That the both of you would be forever changed from that night.

Eddie gulped, blinking back tears as he looked at the steady beating of your heart in the vital screen. “She’ll be okay.”

[lansangprincess]

What I Want to See in HBH S3!⋆·˚ ༘ *

note that this is a list not to be mistaken as things i expect to see in s3

the introduction of a new trans character !

the introduction of a new character who will have a cutesy and fun lovey storyline for quinni <33

harthony uno reverse card—harper starts to realize she has feelings for ant but is scared to confess bc she's still dealing w her trauma and doesnt want to lose him

ant main storyline !! we find out a lot more about his home life (this is for the bitches w religious trauma, it's me im bitches) and find out what his ethnic background is bc i realized that ive been assuming he's wasian this whole time but it's never actually been said

i miss a parent-child storyline actually (like darren and their dad had in s1). i think quinni would be great for this

chook in jail jfc

sasha home life—could be redemption, could be not. im chill either way, i kinda enjoy getting annoyed at her (just no more ableism pls). if she does get redemption tho could she pls tap into more of her succulent chinese meal, dinussy side like she is so hilarious when she's not being a performative activist lmao

less spider screentime im sorry like hurrayy he's been redeemed but i want to highlight the other characters now

missy&darren storyline. i dont even know what kind of storyline but i just feel like theyd be so entertaining together constantly roasting people

verbally canonizing that ant and harper are queer/pan (established) and spider's demi (new revelation)

ca$h/darren & missy/spider double date could be fun and random. maybe they bump into each other at a carnival or smthn and compete against each other at ring toss idk

another classic hbh mystery to be solved BUT THIS TIME, amerie isn't a main character of it

✧˚ ·the entire main group doing karaoke✧˚ ·

A few more thoughts...

i miss malakai already but i think it would be too narratively convenient for him to come back at the start of the season so i dont want to have any expectations for his (and the amerie/malakai) storyline. imma let the writers take me wherever they want me to go

what i dont want to see is a new love interest for my amerie like i feel bad for the new plot device dressed as a white blond boy that will be tossed away once the amerkai endgame is done cooking

no more darren&quinni angst no more darren&quinni angst no more darren&quinni angst no more darren&quinni angst 😭

what i want to hear in a new season of hbh is some chappell roan like imagine HOT TO GO! playing in hbh it would be amazing

[yukinarinn]

Childhood bestfriends to lovers Ethan Landry x Reader?? (W smut) 🙏

Feel Something - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

contains: smut, soft!dom!Ethan, sub!reader, p in v, a bit of angst (?), both of you losing virginity

A/N: Hi, I don’t know how good this is and I don’t know why is mostly angst (it’s in fact just a little, but still) I wanted this to be kinky asf but instead I kinda trauma dumped, lmao. I hope it’s still okay tho!

You and your friends were at Sam and Tara’s place, including Ethan who was always either behind you or right next to you. You didn’t mind since you knew each other since childhood and are the closest and form the closest bond. So it’s safe to say this friend group is still new to you both. University just started a few weeks ago and you have a hard time getting used to New York and every new thing.

“So, any ideas of what we should do?” Mindy said as she playfully pinched Sam’s arm while Anika gave her a weird look but ignored it.

“We were thinking of watching a movie tonight, perhaps?” Samantha suggested and all of the looks were fixated on you and Ethan now. They knew he doesn’t really like movie nights and that you just can’t stand still for 2 hours straight.

“Thing is..” you began to speak, taking this a bit personal since you think they’re just messing around or something. “I didn’t want to be here today, but Ethan asked me to come and I couldn’t say no.” you eye-sideying him as you try to avoid eye contact.

“Yeah, me neither. Chad also invited me.” He cleared his throat as Chad just showed him the middle finger. Whispering a “What a bitch”.

It seems like these two get along very well, but in reality, it’s really not like that. They need to fake their friendship and how cool they are just because they’re roommates, which is bullshit. You could’ve been his roommate instead, but due to obvious reasons, it’s not allowed.

“Even so, we don’t have drinks nor popcorns or anything to eat.” Quinn remarked. “Shall one of us go to the supermarket, then.”

You stared at her confused, why going to a supermarket? it’s too far away right now and you don’t even know how long this will take. It’s supposed to be a movie night, not waiting for Chad or one of the girls to go buy shit.

“Supermarket? there’s literally the shop by the corner!” Ethan replied and you nodded, biting your lip as you look at him intensely while it seems like he isn’t aware of you doing it.

Quinn turned and came closer to him. “Listen here, bitch. You may be my brother but I’m doing you a favor right now, don’t be dumb and keep your mouth shut.” She replied back with a more arrogant tone.

Her look dropped on yours suddenly and you clear your throat. Her sister has always took the.. parental role for him since their mother is unknown even to this day. You couldn’t never really get along with her.

“And you too, y/n” Quinn smirked and turned to everyone. “We might not like the snacks one of us will buy, so why don’t we all just go and buy stuff individually?”

Oh, you get it now. It’s not that you would mind, but since when she knows about you having a thing for her brother? Either way, you thank her.

Everyone sighs and heads towards the door, finally. But not before Chad and Tara looked back at you, asking if you’re coming as well.

You shook your head and they raised their eyebrows, well, Tara. You could tell Chad had a slight smile printed on his face.

Once you heard the door closing and eventually locked from the outside. You both let out a loud sigh. You hated the living room so much for some reason, so you go upstairs towards Tara’s room with Ethan right behind you.

“Do they let you just walk around their house like that?” He chuckled and closed the door behind him.

You sat on the edge of the bed, looking around the bedroom. It was perfect for a date. Her tastes are indeed cool.

“Do I look like I care? Come sit beside me, why so nervous?” you asked. But you were kinda nervous as well, you did everything together, everything but not being this close to each other ‘till now.

Ethan nodded and sits next to you, but doesn’t hold eye contact at all. The tension was already here. You didn’t know why it felt so weird being like this.. it’s not the first time you were alone with him, or with a guy in general.

A few seconds pass and you were still not saying or doing anything. You bite your lip and turned to him, but he already was going to break the ice before you did.

“Y/n, I know we don’t talk much about this but I do care about you and I wish you never let any guy hurt you.”

The random words coming from his mouth made your heart race. You never liked talking about this topic and preferred not to talk about other men in front of him. You bite the skin of your lips and look down, scared that he would notice how vulnerable you actually can become if you talk about past relationships.

“I technically came here to have fun.. you know..” You whisper, leaning towards him, smelling his cologne. “I don’t think we should talk about everything I’ve been through with other men.”

He smiled and rubbed your cheek with his long fingers, this is one of the few times he has touched you like this. He never dared to even touch you by accident, but when he did, he would apologise. But to you, there was nothing to apologise for.

“I think we should, now that we’re alone. Talk with your best friend, y/n.” Ethan looked you up and down, slightly biting his bottom lip. You didn’t know why he’s trying to bring this subject up but you felt like talking to someone about your love life. “Vent to me.”

You nodded and sighed. “So what do you wanna know? you already know all of my exes.” You felt ashamed of saying it out loud, ashamed of yourself that you dated so many. But Ethan just stared at you, letting you continue but there’s nothing to continue about.

“I know how you feel right now and trust me, you shouldn’t think of yourself like this. You dated all of them because you felt empty without someone to take care of you, worship you.” He says those words in such a deep and gentle tone. It makes your heart melt and you involuntarily put your head on his shoulder.

“You know me so well,” you whispered. “Do you want some dating advice? is this why you’re so invested in this conversation?”

“No.” He chuckled but went back to a serious tone which only made you feel bad for ‘ruining’ the mood that is supposed to be serious. “You know I’ve never dated anyone and that I would screw things up in my first relationship anyway.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“You screwing up? look at me, I ruined my relationships because I couldn’t feel anything towards them. They left me with a bitter taste of what love truly is.” You start sobbing and squeezed Ethan’s hand. “Maybe I’m just unlovable and.. I can’t love someone, either.”

Ethan looked at you and put one of his fingers under your chin to lift your head up from his shoulder, making you look at him. Eyes filled with tears and your lips were puffy already. You gave in and now he knows how vulnerable you can be at times, another one who knows.

“Don’t cry, you’re not unlovable and you could love someone. You just have to meet the right guy.” He gently grabbed your shoulders, massaging them while you’re trying to break the eye contact.

You were staring at him like you’ve seen a ghost, and you got more surprised as soon as he wiped your tears away with his index finger, his finger slowly moving down to your lips.

“You’re not broken if that’s what you think,” He got extremely closer to you, his lips just a few inches away from yours. “Let yourself feel something with me.”

Before you could say anything, he pressed his lips against yours, your eyes widened. But it didn’t take much longer for you to slowly close them and kiss him back with your hands around him. Pushing your lips more against his.

He wrapped his hands around your waist, squeezing it as he pushes you onto the bed on your back while lips still locked together and he crawled on top of you, biting your lower lip to make you open your mouth and enter his tongue in, desperately searching for yours.

You moan into the kiss as soon as you feel his tongue on yours and his fingers playing with the waistband of your lace underwear. The fact that it was so easy to him to touch your private parts because of you wearing only a tight red dress, was turning him on even more.

He didn’t want to tease you much though, so his fingers found their way to your already wet cunt, massaging your clit slowly through your panties. Making you break the kiss immediately.

“E-Ethan-“ you moaned his name, which only made him get harder and you wetter by how he was stimulating you.

Ethan continues to play with your clit while you involuntarily squeeze your legs, which makes him laugh and use his other hand to spread them again.

"It's obvious you haven't been touched in this area much," he says amusedly as you roll your eyes, unable to form coherent sentences.

He bites his lips and moves your panties to the side, pressing his finger against your now exposed clit. You start gripping the sheets.

"I-It's too much!" You tilt your head back, and Ethan takes advantage, pressing his mouth against your sensitive neck, lightly biting the spot.

"Really? But I haven't even penetrated you yet!" He smiles and licks the now reddened bite mark.

You didn't expect your best friend to take control and do with you everything no other boy has done before. You feel your body burning with pleasure and desire. The feeling is unfamiliar, but you love it.

He takes his finger away from your clit and you moan in frustration, almost wanting to beg him to give you more. He smiles innocently and takes his shirt off, revealing his muscles and abs. You blush slightly at what you’re seeing. Definitely not expecting this.

But your gaze immediately drops when Ethan pulls his belt down along with his pants, throwing them somewhere on the floor. He's hard as a rock, and you have no idea if it will fit. You gulp when his boxers vanish along with his clothes. You see it, and it's big.

"What's wrong, princess? You should know you have to beg if you want it that bad." he teases. "By the way, are there any condoms around here?"

"Y-Yes," you stammer. "On Tara's nightstand. Chad and she are insatiable." You start laughing together.

He opens a pack of condoms and slowly rolls one onto himself, while you undress in front of him and lie back. Eagerly waiting for him to be on top of you again.

"Please..." You spread your legs.

"Please, what?" he chuckles as he teases your wet pussy with his tip.

"Fuck me!" You beg, and he grins, leaning in to passionately kiss you as he enters slowly, groaning while you start to whimper in pain as you feel him stretching you out.

He didn’t move, he’s letting you adjust to his size. Even though it’s confusing because you’re crying and your legs are shaking. He’s about to pull out but you stopped him.

“Are you… a virgin?” He asks you, confused of your look and the way you’re breathing. You nod slightly.

“Just like you.” You replied, a slight shake could be found in your voice. He rolled his eyes, almost annoyed at the fact that he didn’t know you still were.

“Why didn’t you tell me, baby? I could’ve made this more special to you, to both of us.” You groaned at the pet name and smiled, trying to forget the pain as if never existed.

“But this is special, Ethan. I’ve actually wanted you for so long.” You pulled him closer. “Move, I’m going to be fine.”

He nodded, still unsure of what to do and started thrusting it in and out of you, making you roll your eyes in pleasure and instinctively wrap your legs around him.

Ethan groans in your ear as he feels your hand running through his curly hair. You open your eyes wide when his finger quickly rubs your clit.

"Please, don't stop, keep going," you say, your eyes searching for his, and he whispers in your ear in a sensual manner.

"What a good girl," he praises, and your walls tighten around him, making him whimper and bite your neck without any gentleness. You put your hand over your mouth, tears of pleading in your eyes.

"Don't cover that pretty mouth of yours, let me hear you," he moves faster inside you. "I'm close," he whispers.

You moan loudly, struggling to respond. “Me too-" Ethan presses his lips on yours, taking your lower lip between his teeth which made you open your mouth, enough for him to slide his tongue in as he pounds in you faster. And with one final thrust, you cum all over his dick and he catches his own orgasm, releasing into the condom.

He slowly pulls out, sweat visibly on his forehead as he throws the used condom into the trash can next to Tara’s bed. You’ll make sure to throw it somewhere else before she sees it.

“That was amazing!” He tells you, laying on the bed visibly tired but proud that you’re finally his.

You turn to him and smile, searching for his hand. “I’ve wondered what it’s like to touch and feel something, but now I know.” you lean closer and peck his lips.

“Does it mean you’re giving me a chance?” He asked, you could see how the look on his face changed and how his eyes are basically sparkling.

You nodded. “Yes, but we have to put our clothes back on now, the bitches will get home soon.”

[samthecookielord]

(Intro) - (Previous) - (Next)

oh thank goodness it didnt tie

Lukas wakes up next morning and finds the note.

(next poll under cut)

He quickly calls the rest of the group (Petra, Axel, Olivia, and Ivor) to meet up at the Order Hall to talk about this, and the whole town eventually learns of this. sorry we forgot about nurm and jack um they're too busy on honeymoon sorry. Bliss just said "Jack doesn't need more trauma so he's not here" yeah thats right

Lukas: Look, guys, we all know Jesse's been on edge recently. Ivor: Yes, they nearly crashed into my house five separate times. Axel: And they totally freaked out when I tried to give them a high five! Olivia: Plus, there's that... pig... thing. That happened. Petra: Lukas, you said you had something? Lukas: Right. So I got this note from Jesse...

Some citizens are happy, some are afraid of what Jesse is doing out there, and some are actually worried about them. You decide to head off after them as soon as possible.

Lukas: We all know Jesse. They wouldn't just leave like this all of a sudden and only leave one of us a note. Something's not right. We have to find them as soon as possible. [The rest of the group agrees in near unison.]

Radar shows up while the group is deciding, though he looks a little more unkempt than usual; his hood is up and he’s wearing gloves despite it not being even a little bit cold. He seems to have a lot of thoughts on this, but, surprisingly, isn’t verbalizing them.

Olivia: Wait, if we're all coming, who's staying behind to watch Beacontown? Ivor: I hear Stella was willing to watch the city in Jesse's absence. Axel: You just knew that? Ivor: I do this thing called walking around and listening. You all should try it sometime. Petra: Yeah, but I dunno how much I'd trust Stella with Beacontown. Olivia: Wait, there's Radar, right? If anyone, he's probably one of the most qualified, on account of his status of "guy who actually works here".

There's more discussion, until Radar awkwardly pipes up asking to come with.

Radar: Actually, I- I was thinking of coming along. Radar, a little quieter: It's... I think I have to do this. Lukas: Of course you can. You're part of the group too, and Jesse needs all of us.

The group is able to tell the direction Jesse went because a trail of bedrock was left in their wake. They deduce that Jesse likely went to the far lands, and it’s not gonna be a montage this time you’re gonna SEE IT!!! Except it feels like a montage when it's written like this because obviously we don't have the resources and time to be writing out a whole full episode script.

As you head off on your journey, Radar continues to keep his odd fashion choices. He remarks upon how warm it is, but when told to simply take off his jacket, he refuses, and backpedals. It’s only when night falls that he finally takes the hood off.

During the night, the group is swarmed by mobs and must fight them off. While fighting, they notice that the mobs are all completely ignoring Radar. Olivia remarks on this.

Olivia: W- They’re all just walking right past him! What gives? Radar: Oh! That’s just, um, my new cologne! It keeps the mobs away, heheh… Lukas: [Raises an eyebrow] Can we… have some? Radar: [Pauses] Um… no.

After fighting the mobs, the team is tired, so you decide to turn in for the night. Radar chooses to sleep under a tree, and puts his hood back up. The next morning, you wake up first, and you go around waking the others.

When you get to Radar, he’s completely still, not even breathing.

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hello! I hope you're doing well 🥰

If the requests are open could you do some headcanons for Trevor, Sypha and Alucard with a court jester S/O? (They may be currently courtless). They're fun and snarky and they love their partners laugh however rare it may be - so they make it their mission to get them to crack up as often as possible.

I just think it'd be really cute lmao

Thanks!

 A/N: Oh my gosh! This is such a cute ask! @metkapop Sorry if it’s bad, I just could not focus at all today.

🎭 Castlevania Trio w/ A Court Jester S/O HC: 🎭

Trio: 

If anyone could use some cheering up, it’s these three lol.

After all the three have been through, genuine laughter is hard to come by. 

That’s where our Court Jester S/O comes in. 

They’re smart, and quick-witted, and pretty fast on their feet. They probably come into the trio’s life sometime after S4 ends. Currently courtless, they were traveling in search of a new court when they came across Village Belmont- a small but thriving new settlement, complete with a huge castle right in the middle, so they assumed there must be some sort of royal court inside. 

They’re very impressed by the way things are run/ruled: it’s not exactly a democracy, but it certainly isn’t a monarchy either, which sort of takes the pressure off. It’s easier to be naturally comedic when you don’t have to tailor all of your humor towards one /almighty/ ruler. 

They’re immediately drawn to the trio. I mean, who wouldn't be? Lol. But it’s more than mere fascination, they feel a sort of responsibility to cheer them up. Hearing their stories, hearing of all the trials and trauma they went through, our Court Jester makes up their mind to do everything in their power to make each of the trio laugh. 

Trevor: 

Trevor is the second hardest of the group to make laugh. He’s not against humor, and he has a habit of making witty comments under his breath, but he’s tired as all hell. It’s hard to laugh when you’re just so exhausted. After all, it’s not every day you get in a fight with Death and win. Needless to say, the guy needs some recovery time. 

But he does love a good sarcastic joke, especially if it’s teasing Alucard, or poking light fun at any of the superstitions the villagers have. Knowing so much about the truth of monster hunting it’s easy to sort of scoff/laugh at other people’s ignorance surrounding it. 

For example, one night, there were rumors an untethered group of vampires was heading in the castle’s general direction. Whether they were hellbent on bloodshed or negotiation was another question entirely, one that mattered not to the people. 

Going about his day, Trevor kept smelling garlic everywhere, which was odd, because there wasn’t any garland or garlic visible. After the stench became unbearable (it kept making Sypha’s morning sickness worse), he sought out Greta for answers. 

At the time Greta was conversing with our Court Jester S/O, laughing about something they said. When Trevor interrupted and asked why the hell he kept smelling garlic everywhere, Greta confided that a few of the villagers got in their heads that if they bathed in garlic water, vampires couldn’t touch them… To which our Jester replied, “Oh yeah. Because seasoned food is way less enticing.” 

Trevor let out a chuckle but otherwise held his tongue. It was only when he made it back inside to Sypha that he broke down in a fit of laughter as he relayed the information. The two’s hysterics could be heard outside. It was the perfect combination of sleep deprivation and hilarity that sent Trevor over the edge. 

From that day forward, whenever Trevor was in desperate need of a laugh, Jester would sneak a bulb of garlic into one of his pockets, before hiding and awaiting the snickers that were sure to follow. 

Sypha: 

Sypha laughs the most, although, not as much as she used to before meeting Trevor and going on this journey with him. The last few months they spent together on the road changed the way she looked at people and life. She’s still positive and always wants the best for everyone, but she’s hesitant, and much more guarded now. 

With Trevor back, everything seemed possible again. She didn’t feel as alone and lost. But there’s still a lot she has to carry. Being pregnant, leading a village, watching over Alucard, and helping Trevor heal take up most of her energy, leaving little left for an appreciation of humor. 

That doesn’t deter her Court Jester S/O though, nope! Not at all! They just try harder to see Sypha smile. 

They help her with whatever chores Sypha’s doing at the moment, making pleasant conversation, and trying some banter. When that doesn’t work, Jster opts for a more physical approach. They offer to carry a stack of papers down to the cellar before tripping and falling three-stooges-style down the stairs. The paper goes flying everywhere, like confetti. But before Sypha can even blink, they pop back up, their little bells jingling as they do so: “I’m okay!” Cue paper continuing to fall comedically around them. 

Sypha is stunned with concern for a moment before she starts to giggle. One giggle, then twp, before she’s holding her swollen belly laughing. “That was perfect,” she says. “But for safety purposes, let’s try not to do that again.” 

Jester is careful, but they don’t stop the physical humor completely. They love making moves, even Sypha can’t see coming. For example, when Sypha uses her Speaker magic to conjure floating ice steps, Jester will try to climb up onto it from below, even going as far to get a ladder if they have to, just to slide themselves over the edge and start to do pull-ups on it. Yes, it’s slippery and hazardous, but Jester knows how to fall. They’ve done it so many times, they’re practically an expert by now lol. 

The sheer zaniness of Jester’s actions never fails to bring a knowing smile to Sypha’s face. She just asks that they promise not to act that way when her baby comes around, lest they teach her kid any ideas. 

Alucard: 

Alucard is by far the hardest to make laugh. He’s much more introverted and stoic than the other two. That’s not to say he doesn’t laugh or doesn’t enjoy humor- he does, but it’s much quieter and more subtle than the others. 

Alucard was under a lot of pressure at the end of S4, especially before Trevor seemingly returned from the dead. His stress levels were through the roof, even if he tried hiding it. 

In all the chaos, the one thing Alucard found brought him the most joy was playing with the kids in the village. He liked hearing them laugh as he chased after them from above, or snuck up on them when playing hide and seek. It reminded him so much of how his parents would play with him when he was a little boy growing up in the castle. 

This of course doesn’t go unnoticed by his Jester S/O, who makes a secret pact with the orphaned children to play a funny prank on Alucard when he’s least expecting it. 

The timing just so happened to work out perfectly. It happens just after the first snow of the season. The ground becomes coated in heavy, packing snow- perfect for making snowmen and snowballs. Jester and the children get bundled up and build two modest, unsuspecting forts. Then Jester asks Alucard to come help them referee the children's snowball fight. With a bit of begging, Alucard relents, happy to give Trevor and Sypha some alone time with their new baby. 

Unbeknownst to Alucard however, is that he is the intended target of the snowball fight. And that the two forts are stocked full of pre-made snowballs ready to launch on hidden catapults, perfect for surprisingly even the smartest of dhampir. 

Once Alucard gets into position, and gives the signal for the fight to begin, the kids unleash their snowball fury. They get a good few solid hits in before Alucard’s brain catches up to the fact he’s been bamboozled. He makes a move to super-speed away but not before Jester and a handful of other older kids tackle Alucard to the ground. Yes, they all end up getting pulled with snowball after snowball from their makeshift catapult contraption, but the snow in their hair and all over their clothes is well worth it. 

Alucard, covered in snow and ice, and now freezing children throws his head back and laughs- a deep genuine laugh. 

How surprising human joy is to him, even after all of this time. It’s infectious, and Alucard finds himself grateful to be amongst friends. 

After everyone’s nose starts to freeze, he ushers the children back inside their respective homes, promising to play with everyone again tomorrow. 

Once he and Jester are back inside, he offers to make tea for the two of them. Jester of course accepts graciously, still warming themselves by the fire. Alucard leaves for the kitchen, but not before lobbing one perfectly formed snowball right at Jester’s back. Revenge was a dish best served cold after all. 

I hope you enjoyed it! If you did, don’t forget to Reblog! 

Once again, the cute daisy chain divider is courtesy of @cafekitsune !

[catchingbigfish]

writeblr re-introduction | catchingbigfish

hi! call me elle (she/they). i'm in my 30s, work adjacent to the legal field in my day job, and i'm studying for my MA in english! i post more about my life over at my main, @prettytothink-so, which is also the account i follow from!

i'm a david lynch obsessive, hence the url/pfp, but i love death bed: the bed that eats as much as i do blue velvet. my primary literary influences are shirley jackson, carmen maria machado, janet fitch, confessional poets, and more recently, a healthy dose of knausgaard.

i write prose & poetry with a heavy emphasis on the body, the darker sides of life, and relationships. my fiction is character-centric, driven by ensemble casts of weird and fucked up people, and characters tend to go through exquisite and grotesque things like body horror, warped and broken time, hauntings, posessions, and sex. my work is definitely 18+ and i try not to engage with minors.

i'd love to get to know other writers, esp if you write/read any of the following:

dysfunctional relationships (particularly with ensemble casts and found or of-origin families)

horror and gothic literature

body horror, nightmares, and dream logic

romance, including sex, and relationships, esp. in horror themes

i like to say i'm always open to ask + tag games, but i'm most likely to respond to an ask game than a tag! if you wanna know more about my wips, see below the cut:

click the titles for the wip intros!

conversion

status: w/ beta readers short synopsis: Rosalyn arrives to the U for her MFA in fashion-making and falls into a group of sick women artists bonded by a disputed diagnosis. She starts faking it to fit in, finds the friendships she'd always wanted, and ends up with a choice between the unthinkable and her new ride-or-die crew.

dark academia/litfic/cult novel. this project has had me in a chokehold for 18+ months and it's the most fun i've ever had writing something. stay tuned for my query journey, coming to you probably near the end of this year!

might've been, never was

status: drafting (~10%) short synopsis: Lily and her friends thought their thirties would be different. They find a way to adopt new bodies, but one of them takes it too far, and the rest have to decide whether to stop her or join in.

a satire in the same vein as conversion. currently vying with the next two WIPs for main focus while betas work through conversion. project playlist is 2 songs: teen idle and celebrity skin. the closest i'll ever come to autofiction because the idea to write "a love letter to being mentally ill in your 30s" came up when i was a teensy bit manic.

seed of the woman

status: drafting (~40%) short synopsis: A woman goes on a Christian yoga retreat hoping to return to some sense of her self. Instead, she's bitten by a snake and goes on a tour through the choices that led her here.

body horror/religious horror novella. probably actually my primary focus. nightmare/dream-logic story that's my latest attempt to write something explaining how rational and reasonable a choice it would be for a woman to choose satan over god.

the awakening re-telling

status: outlining short synopsis: The Awakening by Kate Chopin, but set it in the modern Quiverfull movement/fundamentalist Christianity circles.

i've called this the awakening x duggars but it's not really about them; i'm just obsessed with the religious theme lately

so it goes

status: hiatus, midway through second draft short synopsis: A multigenerational saga about women who see Death.

my trunk novel/magnum opus. will probably never finish. about sex, death, what we fill the void with when we let go of religion, the violence of inherited trauma, and the bridge between two states of being

[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

HEY PEOPLE!!! THIS IS THE OFFICIAL 100 FOLLOWER SPECIAL!!!

And in commemoration of that, I (with the help of talking to @lotties-ashwagandha) have created this fic, please enjoy.

Summary: Basically just reader (18/19) being new to Lottie's wellness centre and having a pre-made bond with her, and sort of one with Nat (since she gets inducted into it a few weeks after r), then the rest of the adults arrive and things get interesting...

This is a bit of a long-en and it took fucking forever, and it feels a little rushed, but oh well, enjoy :)

@zhivaxo

*****

Eat Your Young

❤️🧡💚💜💙💛

Adult YellowJacket's x Late Teen!GN/AFAB Reader

❤️🧡💚💜💙💛

Word Count: 3152.

I may have gotten a little carried away w/ this, but I just love them all sm, and istg if this flops I will cry cause I actually love this sm.

Also he/him and transmasc Van and Nat, cause I love them 😁.

*****

You'd arrived at the compound about a couple of months ago, after Lottie had spotted you being dragged around at a farmers market in downtown New York she was also at, by your asshole of a father who insisted upon showing you the exact and only crafted beer he liked and drank (nothing of which ever ended well when he drank it).

Of course, after noticing what was actually going on by the way he acted toward you, she insisted upon taking you away from him to the compound, and to also help you cope with your past trauma, once she got to speak with you alone. At first to which you denied, unsure of what would happen and if your father would find you if accepted.

Eventually, she got you to accept, god damn those pleading brown eyes of hers. Which was how you ended up here, Camp Green Pine (it was actually really pretty now that you thought about it), or Lottie's cult, as Nat had referred to it on multiple occasions, which you found rather assuming, of which you'd never admit to Lottie.

The same 'here' that one of Lottie and Nat's old friends, Misty, turned up at about a week after Nat first got here, with somebody else, Waldo you recalled his name being, or Walter. The two of them later on being joined by some of their other friends, later of which, you learned their names, Tai, Van and Shauna.

More specifically, the 'here' that was known as the sharing shack, having been trying to track Lottie down for the last hour, having gotten lost at least a couple times, wanting to review one of your sessions for the week, unsure of what it meant. All of which was soon forgotten when you stumbled upon her and her old friends in said sharing shack, the previous conversation dying down pretty quickly upon your entry.

"Hi, sorry I don't mean to intrude. I just wanted to borrow Charlotte for a minute, go over this one part of my schedule for this week. I can go though if this is a bad time." You stated, stumbling over your own words, not wanting to make a bad first impression on the other 4.

"Of course not, my love, come sit." Lottie answered, patting the seat to her left, between her and Natalie.

"Okay," You answered, nervously walking over to and taking your seat next to the two of them, dressed in an oversized heliotrope jumper, light blue denim jeans and black converse, before handing her the piece of paper, as she inspected it.

Watching on as the others exchanged slightly awkward glances, flashing them small smiles as some sort of piece offering, to which none of them acknowledged, except the blonde that was sitting next to Nat, who offered a small wave back, which you replied with a small nod, moving slightly closer to Lottie, feeling Nat's hand rest on the small of your back as some form of comfort you were guessing.

"Yeah don't worry about it, it's just like the group therapy you sat in on Monday morning, except more of how to cope with specific issues, rather then sharing experiences and stuff, since I know that's a tough thing for you to do." Lottie spoke, turning back to and smiling sweetly at you and handing you back your schedule, to which you folded up and slid into your back pocket.

"Oh okay, that uh makes sense, thank you." You replied, still feeling the rest of the groups gaze on you, taking this as your cue to get up and leave, as you went to do so you felt Nat tug on the bottom of your jumper.

"Um, excuse you." You stated, not wanting to cause a scene.

"What, you want me to do everything here?" Nat said, turning to Lottie, then the rest of the group.

"Listen dove," Lottie started, taking your hand and guiding you to sit back down, "I hope you don't mind, but I've been talking to the group about you tonight, along with some of your past........ issues." The brunette added, moving her hand to rest on your thigh as you gulped.

You weren't sure how to take this. 'What past issues did she mean?' Were they the ones you cried to her over? No, she wouldn't, would she? More importantly, why would she?'

"Oh, okay," You spoke, unsure of where this conversation headed. "What issues were you talking about?"

"Well uh, just some of the general stuff, since some of them," She shot a look at Tai and Van, who were quick to look down at the floor, a slight blush prominent on their cheeks. "had questions about you, and wanted to know some things about you." Lottie explained, running her thumb over the plush part of your inner thigh, trying to provide some sort of comfort.

"What, like how old I am, see if any of my past traumas match up with yours?" You retorted jokingly, smirking slightly, the room falling slightly tense as you were fully understanding the manor of their previous conversation.

The room went quiet, before the curly blonde, Misty, stood up and walked over to you, crouching in front of you.

"We just wanna help you, my love." The woman said, resting a hand on your knee, the other intertwining with your own hand, lifting it to her lips, pressing a kiss on the back of your hand softly, looking up at you sincerely. 'She seems nice' you thought to yourself, as you blushed softly.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but Misty's right, darling." Nat spoke, his hand still resting and rubbing up and down your lower back.

"What you went through with your dad. What he did to you, to try and change you and stuff, honestly I-," He cut himself off sensing the change in your body language at the sensitive subject, your gaze going from looking at her to down at your lap, fiddling with your hands, before speaking up again. "Look, we just wanna help, in anyway we can."

"Mhm." The rest of them agreed, as the other brunette, Shauna, suddenly appeared behind you, essentially boxing you in between her, Nat, Misty and Lottie.

"Will you let us help you out, sweetheart?" Shauna asked, smoothing her hands over your shoulders.

"O-okay," You replied, removing your gaze from your lap to glance up at her, before looking back at the group. "I don't know how, but you can, all of you can, help, I mean." You added, slightly flustered, as the brunette behind you shared a knowing look with the rest of the group, causing Nat to take your other hand, him and Misty standing you up and leading you back to Lottie's quarters, Shauna and Lottie following behind, Tai and Van following after them.

A million questions were running through your mind as you were lead toward Lottie's bedroom, like 'Was what you thought was gonna happen actually about to happen? Was this some sort of fever dream?'.

All of which were quickly forgotten when you arrived at Lottie's, Nat's hands quickly moving to your jumper, slipping them under it and pulling it over your head, discarding it on the floor, while Van came around your back and started kissing along your neck slowly, and the rest of the group were ridding themselves of their shoes and clothes.

"They look so pretty for us, right guys?" Van stated, littering your jaw with soft kisses. "Is that okay to say?" He added, to which you replied with a nod.

"Damn right they are." Nat answered, everybody else agreeing in some way, her hands going down to your belt, unbuckling it before unzipping your jeans, discarding both of them on the growing pile of clothes on the floor, leaving you in your binder and boxer shorts and everyone in the room, except Nat and Van, in just their underwear.

"It's alright," Lottie stated, approaching you in her matching set of dark purple lingerie, as the other two pulled away from you to sort their clothes out, "just trust us, okay? We'll take care of you" She added, smoothing her thumbs over your ribs and planted a soft kiss on your forehead, sensing your anxiousness.

You nodded in response, feeling Shauna and Misty come up behind you, the brunette starting to plant kisses along your right shoulder, while the blonde did the same to your left, running her hands over the bottom of your binder, as they led you back onto Lottie's bed, pushing you down onto it lightly as your legs hit the end of it, before climbing onto it to sit either side of you and start attacking your face and neck with long, heated kisses.

Lottie then came over to you with Tai, kneeling on the hardwood floors of her cabin between your thighs, as Tai came and sat on the bed running her fingers over your stomach and up your chest, making more warmth pool into your lower abdomen while Shauna and Misty continued kissing along your shoulders and up and down either side of your neck and jawline.

"Is it okay if I take this off, baby?" Tai questioned, resting her hands at the hem of your binder.

"Mhm," You answered, nodding slowly, slightly apprehensive to let it happen, "You can take it off." You added, lifting your arms up slightly to assist with her taking your binder, straightening it out and placing it on the floor with a light thud.

Misty and Shauna moved their mouths over your shoulders, sucking hickeys over them and along your jaw and neck softly, making you moan slightly, as Lottie moved her hands further up your thighs to your boxers, looking up at you and then back down at your briefs, wordlessly communicating with you as you nodded at her, then pulling them down a little, letting her do the rest as Van came over, and sat next to you, between Tai and Misty, and started to run her hand over the side of your chest.

After a little while of Misty and Shauna continuing to kiss along either side of your neck and shoulders, while Lottie finished pulling your boxers down to your ankles, running her fingers along your slit, starting to run her thumb over your clit, making you whine slightly.

"Sh sh sh, it's okay baby. Just trust me, alright? It'll be worth it." The brunette stated, before leaning down and pressing a kiss against it, making you moan softly.

Once Lottie started working her mouth against your clit, Van took this opportunity to use his newfound confidence to lean forward and rest his hand on your boob, squishing and kneading it slightly and giggling softly.

"Wow, seriously, are you still 12?" Tai spoke, watching this exchange.

"What?! They're good boobs, okay? Sue me." Van spoke, defending his actions, with a slight scowl before his expression dropped and he spoke again. "Oh wait, fuck, that's okay to say, right?" He added.

"It's fine Van, honestly, don't worry about it. This seriously feels like a fever dream, I'm really not that bothered what you call me as long as you don't call me a girl or a boy" You replied, giggling slightly yourself, to which Van replied with a nod, going back to squishing both your boobs while Lottie started working her mouth on your clit swirling her tongue around it, eliciting strings of moans from your mouth.

"Such pretty noises, baby." Tai stated, leaning forward and kissing you softly, before taking your bottom lip between her teeth, biting and sucking on it softly, before reaching down, resting the back of her palm on Lottie's chin and pushing to fingers inside you, forcing another moan out of you.

'God this is pure bliss' you thought.

Lottie working her mouth on your clit, while Misty and Shauna were pressing theirs against your neck and jaw line and down your shoulders over and over

Van was kneading hos hand over your boob, while Tai was pressing hers against Lottie's chin while working her fingers inside you, and Nat, Nat was god knows where, but you didn't think of that too much right now.

All you were focused on was the warm feeling that was flowing in your lower abdomen, and feeling every bit of their combined touch that was gliding over your body.

"Oh pretty baby, you that close already?" Tai piped up, feeling you start to clench around her fingers, looking up at you and seeing you bite your lip. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk." She muttered under her breath, starting to curl her fingers inside you slightly faster.

"I- ah, I'm- fuck, I'm sorry. I can try and wait, I didn't mean to- god. I can try, I can-" You stuttered out, being cut off by Misty pressing her finger over your mouth.

"Sh sh sh, it's okay. It's more then okay, that's exactly what we wanted. It's okay" The blonde reassure, pressing a kiss against your jaw.

"I- are you, are you sure?" You asked, tilting your head back slightly.

"Mhm," Shauna reassured, running her hand over your shoulder. "It's okay, just let go, alright sweetheart?"

You looked down at Lottie, who was still working her mouth on your clit, for some sort of reassurance or confirmation.

"It's okay," Lottie stated, glancing up at you, running her thumb over your thigh, while trailing her tongue over your clit. "Just wait a little longer, alright? Can you do that for mommy?"

"Momm- I- fuck, mommy please, I can't-." You begged, tilting your head back against Misty's shoulder, moaning and panting softly, getting closer.

"Okay, okay, it's okay. Just take your time." Tai said, glancing down at Lottie, while still working her fingers inside you, feeling you clench a little more.

"Fuck- mommy! I'm gonna cum, please please please please." You begged a little more.

"Okay baby, you got it. Cum for us, darling." Lottie stated, just before you fell over the edge with a long, loud moan.

Cumming all over Tai's fingers and Lottie's mouth, dripping down her chin, while bucking your hips up against her mouth, riding out your orgasm.

"God, you're so pretty, baby." Van spoke up, leaning in and kissing along your neck, still kneading his hands over your boobs.

"Fuck-" You rasped out after a few moments, tilting your head back against Shauna's shoulder, looking up at her and Misty.

"God, you did so well for us." Shauna said, softly pressing her lips against yours.

"Damn right they did." Nat stated, speaking up for the first time in a while, approaching you and the rest of the group.

Straps secured around his thighs over his boxers, light blue dildo attached to it, making you gulp softly, as you lifted your head up from it's place on Shauna's shoulder.

"It's okay." Lottie assured, as she rose from her place on the floor to kneel between you and Shauna, mirroring Van's position. "Can you look at me, dove?" She added, running her thumb over your chin.

"There's my pretty little baby." The brunette said, running her thumb over your cheek as you tilted your head toward her. "Now listen okay? Natalie's gonna take good care of you, alright baby? And I'll be here the whole time." She added, lacing her fingers with yours to hold your hand gently.

"O-okay," You stated, nodding your head slowly. "Okay." You said again, turning your head toward Nat, who had his tilted to the side, rested her hand on the underside of the strap, jerking it off slightly.

God he looked so hot. Already with sweat clinging to his face, and a small smirk on his lips, and the abs.

"There you go." Nat said, slipping his strap inside you while these thoughts were clouding your mind, making you groan loudly.

"Fuck, Natalie." You moaned out softly, as he pressed his hands down against your hips and start hammering into you, not giving you enough time to adjust. Making the rest of them smirk slightly at how loud you were being, and how gorgeous you looked.

"Oh sweet baby, you sound so good for us. So good for Natalie." Tai stated, starting to run her thumb over your clit, still sensitive from Lottie working her mouth on it earlier.

"Such an eager little love for daddy's cock, hmmm Y/n/n?" Nat said, thrusting his hips slightly harder against yours.

"Fuck, god, yes. Daddy please, I need it so bad." You begged, gripping Lottie's hand tightly, as Tai kept rubbing her thumb over your clit.

That with the help of Nat, who kept hammering himself inside you, had you hurtling toward another orgasm so soon.

"You look so gorgeous all fucked out for Natalie, Y/n." Misty giggled, pressing kisses along the left side of your jaw and down your neck, while Van kept kneading his hands over your boobs, plucking your nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

"I think someone's close again." Shauna perked up, peering over your shoulder to look at Nat, before glancing down to watch your face contort and your mouth open and close, letting out breathy moans.

"No I- no I jus- fuck Natalie! I-" You stuttered out, being cut off by Lottie kissing you again.

"It's okay, love. We're not here to stop you, we're here to make you feel good and give you a treat, alright?" She said, pressing her lips against your cheek.

"Cmon baby," Van whispered against your cheek, still squishing his hand over your boob. "You can do it."

As soon as he said that, combined with the feeling of Nat still forcefully thrusting his strap into you, while grunting softly, and Tai rubbing circles around your clit quicker then before.

Along with the rest of them doing their own things, your senses became overwhelmed with pleasure for the second time that night, causing you to release and came hard over Nat's strap and Tai's hand, while moaning loudly.

As Nat fucked you through your orgasm, Shauna and Misty were still working their mouths along your neck and jaw (by now of which were probably covered in hickeys), and Van was still squishing and plucking your boobs with his fingers.

It wasn't until they helped you slowly ride out your high, that you slumped down against them, sweat dripping off your forehead while panting heavily, and that Nat slowly pulled out, tucking his strap back into his boxers, while he and the rest of the group watched you as you recovered from your climax, letting you return back to yourself.

Once your orgasm had fully subsided, Lottie leant up slightly and softly pressed her lips against yours. Speaking to you, as if only wanting you to hear. "Good job, baby, you did so good. The wilderness is pleased with you now. It's pleased with all of us."

*****

So for those of you still reading, if you didn't get it by now, this was a 100 follower special (yay me, though there is more then 100 of u guys by now but oh well), and I just wanted to hop on here for those that are still reading, I'm so grateful to every single one of you that have interacted with me/my posts over the last year.

I only got into writing fan fiction as an outlet for stuff going on in my personal life (cause life has sucked a lot for me, especially over the last year, but yk we deal), but to know people actually like my stuff is really awesome.

Love you guys lots (I should probably come up with a nickname at this point or something), here's to the next 100 and I hope you enjoyed this fic.

-Harlow

P.s This was fairly rushed at the end and this is defo garbage, but I just wanted to get this out.

And ignore the fact Nat disappeared mid way through this, I didn't know what to do with him, but yk we ball.

[thewritingginger]

Fluff Alphabet - Hermes pt. 2

Fluff for our fluffy babe

Fandom: Blood of Zeus Letters: I, N, U, V, W Warnings: None, Fluff

Enjoy~

I nspired - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

His s/o helped him work through some his childhood trauma w/ his step mother Hera

& just generally helped teach him that his feeling matter and that they are ok to express when he needs to

He’s always so busy helping others and being a shoulder for his s/o that he kinda forgets/ doesn’t really think about his needs in the same vain

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

His Nicknames for you: 

My Love/ My Heart

Sweetheart

Bug (cuz you’re smol and you’re his cuddle-bug lol)

Angel

Your Nicknames for him: 

Herm

Speedy

Baby

Handsome

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Very empathetic!!

This is our sweet boi!!!

This man is the one to go to when you need to be heard and a shoulder to cry on, he’ll listen to you for as long as you need him to & give answers/ comments when you want them

After being with you he can read you better than yourself sometimes

If you’re getting anxious in a social situation he knows and will help you as best he can, either by comforting you or leaving if you need to

If you’re feeling sad he can see that will go out, get your favorite treat or meal and cuddle with you on the couch till you’re ready to talk about it

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it thats worth in comparison to other things in their life?

If you’re serious you’re his near top priority tbh —especially if y’all are married

If you tied together he values your opinion when it comes to the smallest things like what to have for dinner to big life decisions like whether of not he should take a job

You’re his rock and he wakes up grateful everyday he has you

W ild Card - A random. Fluff Headcanon.

Hermes really wants to be a daddy—biological or adoption, he don’t care

One day you offed to watch your friend’s kid so they and their partner could have a night for the two of them

Being friends them as well, Hermes came over to help you

Your friends left midday so about an hour after they were gone you packed up the babe and the three of you went to the store to get a few things for dinner

Placing the toddler in the cart you began pushing them around and Hermes watched as the two of you interacted.

He couldn’t help the smile pulling at his lips when you’d deviate from your path to look at something the little girl was pointing at

Watching you cave and getting her an ice cream for after dinner warmed his heart

Then to top it off he couldn’t help feeling an odd sense of happiness when an elderly women at the check out commented on your little group

“I just have to say, you are the cutest little family.” Hermes just smiled wide, his arm slung around your shoulders as he thanked the women. In the moment you just laughed it off and smiled back

It wasn’t till the two of you were making dinner, your friend’s kid watching a movie in the livingroom, when you bring up what happened

“You thanked that woman when she mistaked us for a family,” you started, stirring the pot on the stove.

Coming up from behind you, Hermes wraps his arms around your midsection and kisses your shoulder

“Is the idea of us having a family that terrible,” he jokes, his warm laugher vibrating against your back

“No,” you quickly say. Putting the lid on the pot you turn in his arms, “It’s just that I hadn’t thought about it much.”

“Really?” he says, eyebrows raised amused.

“Do you think about it alot?”

“All the time,” his admission steals the breath from your lungs and your belly flutter in the best way

“Really?” your response mirroring one of his own, except this one is filled with more awe and love than humor

“Really,” he confirms, knocking his forehead against yours, “I’ve known since the moment I met you’re my one and with each day, including this one, I’m reminded how great of a parent I think you’d be,” can this man make a person melt anymore?!?

“I think you’d be great too,” you confess, wrapping your arms around his shoulders pulling him down for a kiss and just as your lips touch you hear a little voice behind you

“Groooosss,” you and Hermes share a little laugh, figuring if this is the future you want you might as well get used to it now

[Pt. 1]

Hope you enjoyed that :3

💛 ~

~ Masterlist ~

[retiredkat]

Found this review of The Book of Carol on Reddit.

23 Sep By Sioph W. Leal

The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon – The Book of Carol picks up with Daryl (Norman Reedus) training Laurent (Louis Puech Scigliuzzi) in survival and immediately being confronted by Losang (Joel de la Fuente) who still firmly believes that Laurent will be saviour of mankind and wants Daryl to stop out of concern that Laurent will lose his empathy. Carol (Melissa McBride) is on the hunt to find her lost friend and makes the journey to France and is forced to confront old, buried feelings, from the traumas in her life. While Laurent is still a focal point to the story and the Power of the Living, and the Union of Hope battle it out with Carol and Daryl’s aims mixed in with the factions as they fight, and both want Laurent in the fight for France’s future.

Right away the pace is much improved from the first season with a stronger plot and dynamic thanks to the inclusion of Carol. She wastes no time and makes for a much better season, presenting a more human and layered arc that the first season lacked. As she grapples with the re-emerging trauma of losing Sophia all those years ago and even laments how her life has gotten quiet meaning everything she has bottled away to survive is forcing its way up. This inclusion is the true strength of the series combined with a beautiful and, at times, harrowing performance by McBride who carries the heart of the series and perfectly captures what it is like to live with grief and how it affects a person no matter how much time has passed. Despite this, Carol’s strength shines through in a much more realistic way than other titular characters. No matter the situation he is in, it seems Daryl will always survive and that can hinder the story and reaction to it.

Last season we saw Daryl face a horde and large groups of people fighting against him, but he'd always come out unscathed due to how loved he is. Obviously, he’s a fan favourite and a writer’s favourite but his seemingly indestructibility was often a hindrance to the story because we know that he will survive everything he encounters and that’s thrown at him. On the other side of that Carol shows more personality and faces more danger but you can suspend any belief that she will make it through and have a genuine fear that she will succumb to the world. Early on, in her search for Daryl, she encounters the very people who sent him to France and is able to use the skills we’ve seen her grow from the parent series to now. Her ability to switch from meek and mild to resourceful and a force to be reckoned with is one of the reasons she breathes a new life into the show and an air of danger. While we can’t say much, there is one hallucination induced scene that will have comic fans with their hearts in their mouths that brings togethers Carol’s arc in the series and in the original show. Sometimes going back can prove fruitful and that is exactly what this season has done with Carol. Not only does she have to navigate multiple countries, new people, new rules and new Walkers but she does so carrying her own trauma and history and uses it to power through, determined to find Daryl.

The Union of Hope and Power of the Living create an interesting contrast to each other in their beliefs and how they’ve managed not only to survive, but how they carry their ideals and how it spreads out either through fear or genuine hope and support. It does, at times, feel a little lost and forced in some aspects and conflicts are quickly resolved or jumped from one to the other midway through the season. In the previous season, Genet (Anne Charrier) came off as a caricature villain filled with French stereotypes but this season she is more menacing and rounded as a villain as her plan is expanded on and we see her backstory and how it has shaped the ruthless leader she has become. For a villain she is a stronger character, writing wise, than Losang but her more interesting scenes are with none other than Carol herself. Again, Carol’s inclusion is not only an asset to the show but its saving grace as she elevates every part of it.

Often the plot of Laurent and his messiah/saviour status becomes tedious, but it loosely holds the plot together when the series chooses not to focus on the inevitable reunion of Carol and Daryl. That itself does come across a little rushed but the situations after provides more depth than the reunion. It’s a brave choice but one that works well for the narrative of the season and allows the plot to grow around them.

A staple of The Walking Dead franchise is how creative the team are in designing and showcasing their Walkers. After multiple series and seasons it is a testament to the creative energy of the franchise to show them in a new light and in different forms. From the trailer we see the marsh Walkers, but they aren’t the only new variant. How the living interacts with the Walkers is also new. We have people trying to survive and kill the Walkers that is a default reaction, but so much more is shown. There is a village full of old people who manage to show compassion to the undead, using them to fondly remember those that have passed. Unable to bury their undead or kill them, they are simply locked in their gardens and as the residents walk past, they pay their respects. It adds a human touch, a tenderness, that brings more heart to the series and a layer that feels like its impact will last despite it being brief. Then we have the Power of the Living using them as enhanced soldiers. Some use the Walkers for their own gain, some for compassion but it is the different reactions that bring more to the show than being a tired show about survival that we have seen in over seven different series. That is what sets this season apart from the others and the true strength.

Horror is a vital part of the series with the Walkers being the scariest part, but it isn’t until the end of the season that the fear will grip. There are moments throughout the season that almost grasp that, but it builds up into the final moments in a remarkable moment that makes you feel true fear, heartache and a truly touching performance from McBride.

Carol is the true heart of the season and the strength in every way. While Daryl will forever be a fan favourite, it is clear that his story has run out only to be revitalised by Carol who reanimates life into the story. The Book of Carol is its best when the characters are finally in perilous situations that they can’t easily escape from and when the new Walker variations are showcased to create the long missing fear. There are some new characters such as Ash (Manish Dayal) who bring more humanity but also bring a sense of morality that makes for more interesting situations.

The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon – The Book of Carol premiers Sunday, September 29 at 9:00 pm ET/PT on AMC and AMC+.

[frigid666]

this was originally a response to a post asking why there was so much pushback against separatists when the bulk of female abuse is done by men, specifically in intimate relationships.

accepting "niche" experiences women have had that would make them hesitant or skeptical about ideas like separatism is critical to improving the flow of engagement with separatist ideas. most normie women do not have specific trauma involving ousting/ostracization from feminist communities, but many of feminist women do. specific users have written about being mistreated and vilified by various feminist communities, and i have known of several women who were also harmed greatly by their feminist communities; through vicious in-person harrassment, cyber bullying, or being abandoned when they got outed to their larger local mutual aid/action community as "terf" and none of the other radfems had the courage to publicly defend them. these experiences are real and often catalysts for life-long distrust of feminist groups. "trashing: the dark side of sisterhood" by jo freeman [×] is a great short read about a second wave feminist's personal experience with a feminist community's widespread hostility towards her. this piece isn't specifically about separatist groups, but its helpful to illustrate that misconduct is present in all types of feminist groups, there's historical record of it, so there's no point denying it.

something i think many separatists fail to fully appreciate is that a lot of (radically) feminist inclined women may actually feel the hurt of a rejection/mistreatment from a women's community much more severely than the usual mistreatment from a mixed-sex community because they expected the women's community to be a safe space for them. whereas they have no such expectation from a mixed-sex community. we always discuss the unique power female comraderie and community have, but then it must also be acknowledged the unique harm it can cause when something goes wrong. i have seen women completely lose faith in the idea of finding real feminist community, they were so burned by the level of immaturity and bad faith they encountered. there's a certain ability many feminist-inclined women have to show resilience against male and non-feminist female transgressions that is missing when it comes to responding to the transgressions from feminist communities. the hurt is magnified by the base values we all ideally share. if holding someone to their purported values, being called a sexually charged insult by a man is less hurtful and hypocritical than by a woman who is supposed to be above such behaviors, for example.

experiencing such maliciousness firsthand, through a friend/mutual, or simply reading through the writings feminists from older generations have left for prosterity often doesn't inspire a lot of faith in similar contemporary communities. i don't mean that in the "women are all catty and will betray each other, they can't be real friends" way. i mean it in the "women (including those with feminist values) are human, and so we are susceptible to perpetuating the same community dysfunctions that everyone else does (i.e. gossip, name-calling, losing touch w reality, sophistry, tunnel vision, rape apologia, etc)." these are all behaviors i and others have observed from separatists. most women don't find such things inherently more tolerable just because it's an exclusively female group doing it rather than a mixed-sex group. the internet is an artifice to a certain extent, but i think it's fair to say that the level of anonymity a platform like tumblr provides enables masks to slip. many users interpret the nastiness that comes from a lot of users in the separatist niche as the mask slipping - "so this is how they really feel" - like thinking it's ok to use sexually- charged insults, thinking it's ok to degrade/mock women who participate in new age religious practices, thinking it's ok to accuse lesbians who deviate from certain scripts of secretly being bisexual, thinking it's ok to dogpile politically inconvenient rape victims, the list goes on. i don't think it's fair to paint an entire group using its worst behaviors, but it's human nature to do that. one bad apple and such. particularly when an entire community is comfortable allowing such bad actors to exist in the spaces, dictate topics of discussion, and influence popular opinions. im glad sespursongles was mentioned, bc her writings are immensely important to the strain of separatism that's popular on here, yet she was extremely vile towards bisexuals, harboring immense disdain for us, and put blame almost exclusively on bisexual women for the continued existence of patriarchy and the failure of modern radical feminism in her writings.

there are bad arguments against separatism and separatists, no doubt, but there's also a lot of valid concerns and hesitations about joining such communities that i dont think can in good faith just be waved away as incurable man-obsession. "king kong theory" by virginie despentes has been critical in my own understanding of why many women may never find the idea of female separatism compelling.* within this bubble, it actually doesn't matter that it's only an argument in a niche tumblr community; most everyone in radblr is engaging with the ideas here in good faith, engaging with separatism as a serious proposition, and that's why it is often opposed with a lot of passion.

*while despentes does not ever use the term "female separatism" in the book, she engages with the idea indirectly in this passage:

the importance of this passage to me isn't that i find my own opinions about rape represented in a way i hadn't before; to be honest, i still don't fully know how i feel about these sentiments other than that to hold them, one must very careful and deliberate, because i can see them easily veering into very harmful rape apologia territory. instead, it was revelatory to me because it presents a perspective about the looming threat of male violence (particularly from a lesbian woman whom it is hard to argue does not have a comprehensive understanding of feminism and also has 0 investment in men as romantic partners) that hadn't considered prior to reading this book. many women will simply never prioritize blanket self-preservation over the possibility of adventure and freedom of mobility that can only currently be experienced by living in and moving in a mixed sex society, and choosing to allow or tolerate men in their lives. we must accept how feminist women appraise certain aspects of their own lives.

[yyouzip]

༉‧₊˚🔭彡 newjeans career in 2024 tarot reading ~

this will include…

newjeans new music, new jeans as a group, new jeans members individual careers.

DISCLAIMER: this is all for entertainment and depends on the energy being read at the given time. the future is always able to change as we all have free will. this reading is done with the assumption that everyone mentioned continues to live how they are living without sudden changes, if that makes sense.

⤷ ୨🎐୧࿐

newjeans new music : KoC AoC 5oS KnoC QoP rx Justice

we might get music about self awareness and love or mv with an older figure with masculine energy acting as a guide or councillor of sorts. the music may take a more ‘spiritual’ route with things like angels or spirits in it. it’ll be pretty unique and creative. maybe the mc of the music video is new to love or the relationship ? it’ll have a dreamy and floaty kind of vibe. it may have to do w the mc going through some pain and trauma like bullying. i get the vibe of someone sort of running away from reality and ending up elsewhere, like Alice in wonderland. but to a dreamy kind of aether dimension. i think we will get an rnb song with the vibe or hurt, cool with you, or ditto. it’ll be very creative and fun to watch

we might see fans angry that there wasn’t more. it’s like ador is being stingy and hiding things from us. maybe there wasn’t enough music released? regardless, fans desperately want more. OR newjeans won’t really get the reaction fans feel like they deserved. maybe not enough streams or appreciation for this new music? and they feel like they didn’t get enough. still, fans will love the beauty and art of it and find it very imaginative and romantic (romantic as in beautiful and such). we might get a little controversy again, like with min heejin. fans might think there’s some dishonesty and lying and min heejin is running away from accountability for whatever the issue is. i think the issue may be about the aesthetics of the mv feeling inappropriate somehow. maybe it’s spiritual nature will have religious references that don’t sit well with fans. or it’ll be the aesthetic itself not sitting well with fans.

things that come to mind: cool with you by newjeans, mortue aesthetic, angels, crosses, suicide and death, rebirth and innocence, isolation, awakening, divinity, satanism and catholicism, the cold, all about lily chou chou, occult/metaphysics

new jeans as a group : the empress KoC 2oC

they’ll be a lot more unique and creative and bring a good flow of cash to ador. alottttt of creativity i’ll go into newjeans in 2024 they’ll be bringing in new things to k-pop just like in the past. a lot of respect for music as an art will go into newjeans 2024 and they’ll gain a lot of respect and admiration for it. their creative team will be respected alot. they’ll be respected by other idols and have a lot of collab opportunities sent their way.

new jeans members individual careers :

Minji : 8oC KnoP rx the emperor rx

she might get less appreciation despite her hard work and seem like she’s fading into the bg a bit. she might be overworked and busy 24/7 with ador acting almost like a tyrant. even though she’s being worked so much, she’s still not being appreciated the way she should be. she will have little to no self control with her professional life and feel very overwhelmed and tired. she's very unwilling to share so that's all lol.

Danielle : 10oP AoW both rx the moon QoP AoS

this may be an unstable year for her professionally. behind the scenes might be a lot of loss of profit and disappointment from ador causing hesitancy, anxiety, and a serious lack of passion. we might see more vulnerability and emotion from danielle. there’s a lot going on behind the scenes though. there also is a lack of transparency from the company with a lot of things, fuelling her anxiety and confusion. this’ll be heightened by potential controversy surrounding their new comeback. still, among fans she’ll build a reputation of someone who is mature and composed. she’ll keep the same nurturing kind girl image she has rn and get positive attention. she may get praised for positive behaviour or go viral for a cute interaction with another idol. even though she’s anxious and nervous, she’s still ready for new projects and is willing to take whatever the world gives her.

Haerin : (tumblr like reset everything from haerins reading and what i had started after idk y:( i remember the message but not the cards. sorry.)

haerin will be taking up more leadership roles within the group. as well as sending messages outwards and communicating with fans in a manner that comes from the heart and from a place of true love and passion. she’s going to feel ready to take on what’s new and the creative directions the group is going to take. she’s going to use her love and connection to fans to elevate her career. she going to gain significant respect from people all around her. staff, njs members, and netizens alike. still, she’s going to feel as if something is missing. like newjeans aren’t getting the respect and appreciation they want and even though they work hard, this isn’t reflected in the way they’re being treated by the media and their underwhelming reactions. she feels like what they're making is great and she is working hard and intelligently, but the pay off is still low.

Hanni : PoC rx 7oS rx QoP

with PoC and 7oS both in rx, we might see hanni getting into some scandal or drama surrounding her negative and immature behaviour from the past. this may reveal more about her character and cause some uproar and sad/disappointed feelings with fans/netizens. REGARDLESS, ador and/or hanni will step up almost immediately and apologize to clear up the controversy. it may be a past classmate for friend making comments about her judgement and immature or rude behaviour. i don't see anything to the extremes of bullying though. it may also be a distasteful comment she makes. despite all things, hanni will work very hard this year and make sure she is providing well for fans.

Hyein : 2oS PoC 10oP rx the sun rx

she might be quiet or inactive online, feeling sensitive to netizens comments and hesitant to express reactions and feelings. she'll follow her intuition most of the time and she may experience setbacks with her sources of income like modelling and being an idol. it seems like newjeans won't be growing or gaining all too much this year, as some of the members (including hyein) seem to share the sentiment of disappointment regarding response to their music and creations. she'll feel like her expectations were too high, and she will be unable to appreciate the reactions given by fans and netizens. this may make her appear more silent and sad.

hope you enjoyed!

next up . . .

ive, bts, aespa, nmixx, and more.

[ceciliadreamson]

Ok I want to talk about my ideas for Alice cause I don’t know what I want to settle with

The first idea I had that keeps returning every time I listen to Dandelion Girls Dandelion Boys is that Alice is a medic during the smoke war. Do I know which Corp I what to put her in? Nope because I know almost nothing about the Smoke War and I’m avoiding crucial spoilers until I get to the history part of it in LOR. But the idea is that I combine both Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland with Alice by Heart in order to make my version of Alice. Alice and Alfred were recently recruited into the war (probably by one of the corps siding with L Corp or even L Corp itself idk) which they didn’t want part in, but had to because it’s basically their job (In Dandelion Girls Dandelion Boys there’s a line that goes

Congratulations, you've been chosen

Here's a pistol matching your mittens

I thought to myself, "It doesn't suit you at all"

And I thought it suited the duo really well) Anyways during the war, they would sneak out to read their favorite childhood books to distract themselves from the war they’re both in. Also Alice may or may not have gotten her hands on enkephalin and started drinking it to take her mind off this terrible world (explains why her memory was extremely fuzzy whenever she tries to recall anything about her past). Time passes by and the war finally ends, but Alfred did not come back with what remains of his team. Alice decides to trek through the now quiet battlegrounds to find her friend, but never ends up finding his body. This was her first wonderland moment since it’s her journey through a place that she never actually explored before.

Now we go to present day Alice who is now an old hag who can’t remember her past, but wants her work team (Limbus Company Van aka LCV) to form a therapy group to work out their pasts together. She’s the last person in the group to work out her trauma btw. Her canto basically takes place in the same battlefield she worked in and she has to rediscover her wonderland (finding mementos and maybe the jacket of her dead friend) Ok so what’s the issue with this idea? I DONT WANT ALICE TO BE A HAG 😭😭😭 This version is the best idea for her though and having Alice being an old lady would be funny and set her apart from the other Alice OCs. But AAAAA I LIKE THE CURRENT DESIGN- Idk maybe she gets melted down to soup and reborn again or something but I don’t think she was significant enough in the Smoke War in the eyes of the Corps to be reborn again. She’s a simple medic after all who wanted to get out of there (medics are extremely important btw ily all but I’m just saying this in the eyes of corporate haha)

The other idea I have (and also isn’t very fleshed out) is that Alice recently worked in K Corp and would experiment on herself and others to find new ways to improve the singularity. Alfonso could’ve been her Queen of Hearts in a way haha. Another idea is that her wonderland journey takes place in a WARP Train or R Corp. Idk I’ll throw ideas out there and hope one of them will make sense in my head. Being stuck on a WARP Train might make an interesting Wonderland adaptation. It could also explain why she can’t remember anything cause maybe W Corp makes former employees forget? Idk I’ll figure it out!

[topazpearl]

So remember my big sbg theory doc? forget that existed, heres the new one

Discusses up to Ep 61. Fast-pass spoiler FREE

Content discussions about death, mental illness, sui.cide; yknow. Heavy Thriller webtoon stuff (tm)

[Hamilton chorus voice] NUMBER ONE: Giant freakin phantompedes and how to escape them

-I was right about the football field lights to try to kill them idea yippee

-HOEWVERR, theres so many attacking the school rn and its freaking collapsing?? I literally dont know how they’re gonna get outta this

-Unless (unless) my Phantom Ashlyn theory is relevant, ashlyn can talk to them and tells them to go away and they… do! idk lol it's stupid but maybe ash has enough girl boss energy to convince them. or theyre so shocked by a human talking to them theyre like "dang ok". Could still happen! 

NUMBER TWO: Phantom Transformation Theory

So it’s Basically confirmed: 

If you die in the PD, you start to turn into a Phantom.

Of course we wont know for sure until we actually SEE it but like, Aiden’s creepy af smile and basically coming back to life in ashlyn’s arms after DYING it’s like, basically confirmed. 

Ash wonders why Aiden snapped out of his seizure so fast compared to Tyler. Severity of injuries could definitely be a factor (tho like, im assuming Aiden got freaking blunt force trauma brain damage which, to me, is just as bad as being impaled). Another factor could be that Tyler died only about 30 minutes into the Time, while Aiden died almost right when it ended. And… we saw how fast Aiden started to “turn”. Red technically never shows us Tyler during those hours after he died. He very well… may have completely phantomized, but when he woke up in the real world, the transformation reverted. I'm very scared abt what Aiden’s gonna be like next night.

SUB THEORY: The Power of Human Connection and Phantom Reversal

Remember how Jasmine (the gang tour girl) asked if it was alright that all the kids got sucked in w/ ashlyn? This implies that 

1. They usually expect 1 person/their target to get sucked into the PD

2. The origami gang has never dealt with a group being sucked in at once

- I believe (and the evil gang doesnt know this) that the kids being together is an integral part of their future survival. Tyler snapped back to consciousness in the hospital after Taylor had her PISSED moment. This moment was similar to Logan’s freakout, in that it tugged the phantom world to the real world, for a second. I think these intense emotions (taylor’s specifically out of anger and worry for her twin), pulled tyler’s “soul” out of the PD and into the RD. 

- Now, you may ask, “what abt if a random person got into the PD and died and went into a seizure/coma? Why couldnt their loved ones “bring” them back?” thats a good Q idk. Perhaps the kids all being in the PD together is what creates this flow, a two-way street, between the two dimensions. 

- Anyway also while Ashlyn and co didnt didnt get into an angry freakout moment when Aiden died, but we all know Ash and Aiden got something developing/going on thats special ♥, and thats what tugged Aiden back (its cliche but its the power of love there i said it). 

- Also NOT saying that the other kids’ concern over their friends doesn’t matter or count (Ben and Aiden are Fam too), but like, i’m wondering if it needs to be a REALLY INTENSE love (familial/romantic/whatever) in order to basically bring someone back from the dead. idk

-interestingly, ty WAS essentially in a coma-like state, like how the spy said, which supports that it’s expected that ppl die in the PD eventually, and go into comas. I’m wondering if those who normally get sucked into the PD and die, theyre dealing with it by themselves, have no one to “pull them back” like taylor and/or ashlyn did, and they stay in a coma. 

-rlly hope the boys arent like “possessed” or smn. Maybe the soul is like, tainted? Those big black eyes man… (ALSO THAT PREVIEW IMAGE WITH LOGAN AND THE BIG BLACK EYES??? WHAT??)

-going off the dead PD ppl turn into phantoms theory>> If a phantom is killed, their connected person in the RD who was in a coma dies fr permanently

NUMBER THREE: Ashlyn and the Phantoms (cool new band name) 

we know the kids are getting influenced by the PD, making phantom noises (further supports phantoms were people theory) but with Ashlyn's "really strong" connection to the PD, she's in special danger. If one can turn into a phantom without dying, it's gonna be her. Ryan the spy said that "the girl" – assumingly ashlyn– should be "especially" at risk of danger. This could be bc she was the one who interacted with the rift, or bc she already has a higher level of phantom influence on her. 

-when ashlyn told the phantom to let go, and her friends to calm down, both times she spoke with a black speech bubble WITH PHANTOM NOISE LINES NEAR IT. this is different than characters who have also spoken with black bubbles (aiden, logan, taylor). obviously these have been with threats/malice, but they didn't have the red lines. These times ashlyn has spoken, the phantom acknowledged her voice, and her friends' spell-like violence trance was broken. Theory: ashlyn not only can hear phantoms, but she can speak their language sort of

-when ashlyn was born, a phantom like touched her in a blessing/cursing sense which is part of the reason why she can hear phantoms and her strong PD connection. possibly even possession???? 

-tldr i want ashlyn to enter her monster girl era 

The evil gang seems confused why the kids have lasted so long. maybe Ashlyn's PD connection goes both ways. she provides a strong anchor to the RD. Maybe the PD is USUALLY all desolate with the pillars that we saw in the finale (maybe it's even an afterlife of sorts?), but Ashlyn makes a huge radius (~30 miles! (assuming kids were driving at least 60mph for 30 minutes)) of the PD around where she wakes up mirror the real world, creating a safer space for her and the kids. meanwhile a normal person that gets sucked into the PD gets thrown into a desolate hell world different from the RD (also maybe stuck there permanently), causing them to die much quicker. 

-maybe this influence is even part of the reason why RD tyler is awake (And aiden)

-Ashlyn's influence extends to jamming the recording devices like some kind of weird phantom static.

-Broke: Ashlyn's parents wanted her to learn self defense and have a knife bc they're in the military. Woke: they want her to be able to protect herself after the phantom scare when she was a baby

-Also THANK GOD she’s finally acting on her intuition. Sm times she’s been like “this feels bad!” and doesnt do anything. Almost makes me wonder if it’s a supernatural intuition based on phantom stuff. Like shes WAY OFF from the hospital and the drama and is like “HMM! Smn going on” 

NUMBER FOUR: Origami gang and Co INC. 

-The gangs symbol is an origami crane (orizuru). the crane in East Asia has longevity as one of its symbolisms, with some myths saying it flies souls up to paradise. there's the popular myth that if you fold 1000 cranes you get a wish.

Heres where the evil twist comes in. The gang boss believes that if he traps 1000 people in the PD as like, a sacrifice, then he'll get a wish and he'll ask for eternal life or whatever. this gang is a cult and he's tricked everyone saying that they'll also get a long life but really it's probably only gonna be him 🤫 So they go around to different haunted places in America and pick ppl they sense can open these shadow rifts and get sucked in. the phantoms may be ppl they trapped in the past and they've turned into phantoms

-Ryan, the guy who's spying on the kids, maybe is ALSO "Mr. thomas". he just puts on a wig and is a good actor lol. this is the reason why he asks about "Mr. Thomas's" fate. What goes against this is that Ryan seems to know all about the PD mechanisms, which doesn't fit Mr. Thomas being confused abt ashlyns hair. Unless he wasn't expecting it

– or "Mr thomas" could just be Ryan's friend or brother or smn. A low ranked guy in the gang that got stuck with roping Ashlyn into Savannah, but doesn't know the truth/details about the PD. 

-the gang mentions that "both sides" are trying to track them. either the government and a supernatural hunting group, or even some force in the PD like some Alpha Phantom like the devil who's like "Where's my dead people quota hello?" or better yet "you're messing with MY domain and I'm gonna Get You". 

-This is based solely on the Boss' appearance and smiling countenance: the gang Boss is Aiden's uncle, his dad's brother, his weird, estranged brother who's also evil probably. I'm really hung on this idea don't mind me 

-you have to be able to make a paper origami crane from memory to be an official gang member /hj 

NUMBER FIVE: Gen story/Character arcs and futures

-ready for a “power of love and friendship” aesop. these kids are gonna be so Bonded now after these traumatic experiences

-i had come up with an elaborate “death order” but thats now completely jossed now so im ignoring that

-PRAISING THE FREAKING LORD THAT ALL THE PARENTS KNOW NOWAND THAT MIKE BELIEVES THEM AND IS HELPING HIS DAUGHTER. DAD OF THE YEAR AWARD. IF ANYTHING AHPPENS TO HIM IM SUEING!!!!!

- SO NOW that all the parents know, and like, have seen all the phantoms and everything and BTW WILL PROBABLY GET SUCKED INTO THE PD AT SOME POINT because they felt the shift like the kids did, they help the kids get to Savannah yippee!! a cool Big family squad force they all hop on a working school bus or smn and drive there. PLs

- the families getting sucked in would be HUGE cause they arent prepared. Logan’s grandparents and Lily are top targets 😭

So the kids are gonna get kidnapped. that's definitely gonna be a thing, either mid S2 or ending. up in the air whether the kidnapping is successful or not. (assuming the gang would be smart enough to get rid of the kids’ phones when they get them)

-actually I'm placing my bets now S2 finale will be them getting kidnapped and it just cuts off there for another awful cliffhanger.

-since it seems Mr thomas will be involved, he'll ask the kids to stay after school to talk abt their failing grades or smn, and then maybe they're hit with knockout gas??

OR the gang has been spying on them so they pick a time the kids all separated and jump them. 

-maybe this is when aiden knowing where ashlyns dance studio is is actually plot relevant!!?? like he (and Ben probably cuz they're always together) are able to escape their attackers and Aiden goes to help ashlyn cuz he wants to make sure she's OK. and she's either fine cuz she's a girl boss and can kick butt, or he saves her oo la la 

–lol imagine kidnapping is successful, gang tells kids why they were kidnapped, (if Evil Boss Uncle theory is true this helps facilitate this) but Ashlyn "goes off" on Aiden yelling and "attacking" him and stuff saying he's part of the gang, he planned it all along etc, but it's all a ruse to have the gang think she'll cause another energy spike (and Aiden gets this and plays along) so assuming the kids are locked up, the gang opens their cell to stop ashlyn, and that's when they escape lol

so like, i THOUGHT ashlyn/aiden was gonna be a slow burn but HAHAHA. i mean not as freaking slow obviously as like Miraculous love square lol, but like slow for thriller standards? But things are gonna be heating up between these two 😏 watch ashlyn be ~conflicted~ and ~in denial~~. And meanwhile poor aiden is a confused boy who doesnt know what ash wants like “b u told me to give u space and now here u are grasping my hand like ur life depends on it” 

Sorry back to character arcs:

Ashlyn: Learn to trust and connect with people, make friends, lean on others. Could be nice if she accepts and admits the kids are her friends by the end of S2, leaving the next season for Aiden/Ashlyn dev specifically? More development about her connection with the PD, which could put friendship to the test. [already getting this with her dad and Aiden so this is great]

Also she has the freaking GUILT like i expected! Watch her think tay hates her for like a week before tay is like “no?? I hate the ppl who did this to us instead” and then they hug it out 👍

Taylor: Willing to bet money the twins are unhealthily codependent on each other. She is on the edge bro. Unhinged feral. Is probably gonna be more angry in general despite it being a bad idea, like the top has been blown off. Bottled up emotions~! 

Still thinking she’ll get close to Ben too (whether anything romantic develops on top of it is debatable, but I can see it. theyve already got a cute little closeness going on)..

Tyler: Get this boy some ~THERAPY~ help he’s so depressed and angry. Learn to have hope again (like ben 😭). He has so much negativity inside him, i dont think that’ll help with whatever is going on with him rn like, hes probably in the THICK of the PD influence. He’s kinda like ash, needs to learn to rely on others.

Logan: Seems to be overcoming his fragility well if the arcade scene is any indication. Still has self-worth issues to overcome due to his parents' abandonment. Maybe we'll learn more about that in S2. That could be a rumor and the real reason he lives with his grandparents is that his parents died but idk why that'd be hidden unless their death was suspicious (like, drug ring?? His gpa got the GOODS APPARENTLY). 

Ben: Still needs to find a new passion for life, i suspect playing musical instruments like the guitar will be the answer (thank you tyler). Tho maybe learning to love his altered voice could happen? (tons of dudes have a rough/husky singing voice that ppl love) But this is probably unlikely.  

Aiden: Good Lord like, Aiden being (most likely) suic.idal in the past (and possibly even still NOW?) has floored me. I figured his loneliness and suspected parental neglect was bad but IT’S BAD. Dude wants to feel alive and not depressed… frick. AIDEN ARE YOU going to therapy??? Do your parents KNOW??? Is that why your parents finally settled down?? Guh. this on top of probably untreated ADHD.

–I’m assuming now Aiden started dying his hair to try to get any fragment of serotonin. 

– Kinda wondering if he grew up in a "toxic positivity" mentality home, where his parents are like "we're so privileged we shouldn't complain" ?

– im actually THIS close to beating Aiden’s parents with a stick.

NUMBER SIX: Miscellaneous predictions, wants, musings & hypotheticals.

-guessing now that the twin’s dad had cancer or smn

-hey uh what about the photo Logan took of the phantom back at the sorrel-weed house?? surely he still has it? can he show the parents?? will they be able to see it?

-Logan saw the whole Aidlyn hug from the roof from his snipper position, change my mind.

-Another “death” will happen in S2, possibly even two deaths. (GOD I WAS RIGHT)

-Mr thomas switches sides and helps the kids, gives them info

-Ryan (the spy) switches sides and helps the kids

-the tour lady Jasmine and the Boss are a hot evil couple 

also kinda want them to have a Rourke & Helga dynamic where he throws her under the bus at the last moment and she's Bissed 

-I want the boss to die by his own evil plan. 

–i doubt a redemption arc will happen but I'd be down for it if done well.

-*grabs your shoulders until they bleed* listen. Aiden saved ashlyn, now I need her to save him. I need this. 

-Taylor and Ashlyn girl time please!!!

-Logan and Aiden becoming closer would also give me joy. big Freckle and Rocky energy. 

-this doesn't have to happen but I think it'd be really funny if Aiden somehow gets the IDEA that Logan has a crush on Ashlyn when Logan doesn't, causing a stupid silly short jealousy arc.

-actually I really need a "can skydive from 10,000 ft but can't confess to the girl he likes" Aiden Clark 

-I've got a bad feeling smn will happen to Ashlyn's parents, specifically her dad

-if any of the gang/cult members hurt the kids or their fam fr irl im gonna >8) lose it

-the Origami gang fails to kidnap the kids and they accidentally create a huge "energy spike", making phantoms appear everywhere in town.

-if the kids DO get kidnapped successfully, I want Ashlyn to be an awesome girlboss and use her knife shoes to help them escape.

-if my puppy fic became Canon that'd be swaggie actually.

-let Ashlyn have a dog 2023

-pov you're in Georgia in the fall and a hurricane hits, knocking out solar power for a few days. what then? :)

-when all this garbage is over and they hopefully all live in the end, I want them to have a fun stargazing party led by Logan cause they can finally enjoy the night (And maybe aidlyn have their first Kiss?? 🙈)

-If there ISNT a "group goes to see Ashlyn in a ballet performance" scene then I'm WRITING IT MYSELF 

-At the end of all things, Aiden and Ashlyn will become a couple, or at least have reciprocal romantic feelings. This is not just my shipper heart talking. I feel it in my brain, in my soul. 

-So we know one or both of Aiden’s parents are writers. If anyone knows if that trophy Aiden’s dad is holding in that photo is a real award, hmu

-a kid going into an angry protective phantom mode to protect another(s) 😳 (aidlyn on the brain but it could be anyone)

-if I had a nickel for every time I've imagined Aiden dying in Ashlyn's arms, I'd have many nickels (IT BASICALLY HAPPENED! GREAT! 👍😭)

-what if having a good singing voice ran in Ben's family? haha jkjk…unless??? but they don't sing like ever cuz they don't want Ben to feel bad 

-man what if an sbg kid “died” by a phantom pushing them down a set of stairs.. 

-Rlly hope that Aiden's parents don't get scared seeing phantoms in their house and hearing other families having phantoms in THEIR houses and thinking the whole town is haunted, and they consider moving which they don't wanna do bc Aiden finally has friends but what else can they do!? angst. 

-John 15:13 for Ashlyn with the others except it's not permanent (I'm not saying ash is a Jesus figure tho WHWKEJEJDJ)

-I rlly wanna see ashlyn laugh

-Taylor actually using her mechanic skills. like maybe the jeep gets damaged [HAPPENED] and she fixes it. I dont want that jeep gone bro its already iconic (update: it’s probably gone bro.. sad)

-might be nice for Logan to have a reflection moment where even though all this horrible stuff is happening some good came out of it like he's not a slave to bullies anymore 

-I want to see Ben happy. well actually I want them all happy pls