#I know pastel punk is a thing but I think she likes to mix it up re: silhouettes

[persephoneggsy]

My modern headcanon for Marian is that she’s a fashion chameleon who wears a bunch of different styles, but she tends to favor goth/punk aesthetics

Just bc I like imagining someone meeting her while she’s all dressed in black, spikes on her neck and shoulders, torn fishnets and heavy combat boots

and then the next day she rocks up in the pinkest, glitziest, most Barbie-ass looking outfit ever

and she has the same ‘bite me bitch’ expression

[punkeropercyjackson]

Came up with a Jercy take/au so i remembered those hcs i promised @kitkatperce LMFAO Here you go Sar🤟🏼

Black4Black obviously-Percy's monoracial and Jason's mixed because Sally's afro-dominican third gen inmigrant and the gods are black.Jason's a natural dirty blonde and has brown eyes and lightskin swag /lh

Certified t4t couple.Jason's a wolfgirl turned werewolf-adjacent trans man who's the walking embodiment of positive and healthy masculinity and is fully transitioned with top surgery scars and Percy is a pastel punk trans woman who canonically acts extremely femme eggy so she's a blue hair and pronouns mermaid-esque gamer girl and her new full name,Persephone,was chosen because the og gave her Metamorphose,food that's been blessed by Aphrodite to give the eater their ideal apperance so it's basically hrt for trans people,as a gift and Percy wanted to thank her

Also transhet4transbi demi4demi and autistic4autistic but Percy's got no masking game and Jason's got all of it but he don't play with her ever

They were kinda meant to have a spark in every way-Tons of similarities but a few significant contrasts that don't lead to toxicity but instead them being complimentary and good for eachother,the beef between Zeus and Poseidon and how much Percy fucking despises her dad and Jason wanting to be completely free of Jupiter,Percy's severe older men trauma and Jason's defiement of what men are 'supposed' to be that's influenced by his transmasculinity but also a genuine effort on his part and connection with Percy that women are inherently better caused by the misogyny he also faced pre-egg cracking and even some afterwards from particularly big jerks and Jason being Hazel's pseudo-dad pre-Hoo and Percy being Nico's pseudo-mom before All That Fuckshit.Obviously they're not perfect together based off that last part alone and Jason's mostly a hc but it's certainly better than adultifiying Hazel!!

Percy's tgirl ass was glad to be friends with a guy who was taller than her for once and Jason found her 6' height hot on sight and immediately wanting to shock himself for because JASON THAT'S INNAPPROPRIATE,SHE'S A LADY AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER!!!!!!(There was minus zero nsfw thoughts going on and he's just a prude)

'She's Lois Lane........But with Aquaman's powers.Does that make sense?'-Jason telling Piper about his Percy love epiphany and she rightfully laughed at him for it and he fumed in humiliation

Piper is a false romantic lead but there's no jealousy on Percy part and none on Piper's part either actually because she never actually liked Jason and only used thinking she did as a heterosexual allusion to avoid confronting her internalized lesbophobia(which is the general term for anti-sapphic in case y'all get mad,i know she's canon unlabeled and mspec)and Jason realized he's transhet instead of bi transmasc like he thought and just had envy of Piper's butch swag so they were on great terms afterwards

Huge on physical touch,quality time and words of affirmation.Percy can't keep her hands to herself once she really falls in deep for him and he's loving every second of it but is completely oblivious to the change,they do parallel play on a daily basis but also share a few special interests now thanks to infodumping and participating in them together and they're training partners and aside from direct verbal validation,they also leave sticky notes with sweet messages('Even if you weren't perfect today,you're still my Superman'-Your Blue Kryptonite/'Hey,the sea may not liked to be restrained but i heard she likes this'-Bolt Boy')and talk good things to others even when they're not around

Outcast gf x Popular bf but they cut the bullshit and go straight to best friends with zero judgement and only sunshine and clear rain.Them getting together by Boo would be forced asf so instead they're a Ghostflower situation:Besties with implied subtle crushes > Significant seperation period causes their hearts to grow fonder and they're fullblast soulmates by choice > They settle into it for a long while so they can be a real couple and true true love.This includes Percy having a Jason tributed hairstyle change as she dyes her faded from gray to white streak sky blue and Jason asking for tons of Percy sculptures to be made in her honor and she's as flattered and flustered and teasing about it as Gwen was and Jason has the rizz Miles does too

Back to the Percy older men trauma thing,i think we all picked up on how Weird And Unnecessary Luke is towards her in canon and i won't get into it so it dosen't get triggering but even though he never dated her,his frequent and looming presence combined with his again canon pedophile status to her own best friends(Annabeth and Thalia)and another friend of hers she felt awful for not keeping an eye on(Silena),he left scars on her regarding manhood that only fueled her transfemininity and hatred of the gods and Apollo in particular due to his treatment of the Hunters and 'history'.Jason's entire Percy appeal is despite the looks,he acts nothing like how boys are taught to and punished if they don't and the closest exception is how gentlemanly and chilvarious is he but even then that's black dude swag specifically

Percy is 4d,Jason is 4c.Her usual style is comics!Starfire hair i.e down to her hips and BIG FLOOF,his is shoulder length and his natural very thick curls.They have wash day together and Percy's uses fruity shampoos and gets Jason to do the same and they try out different looks together-Percy's favorites are butterfly locs,a blk version of mermaid waterfall and jumbo ponytail and Jason's are twists,afropuffs and at one point he got an afro fade with a lightning bolt and Petcy damn near forgot how to breathe

Nico's also black(Maria was black-italian)so cute lil found black family sitch.He could NOT stand Jason's ass at first for no reason,he's just a posessive brat over his big sister slash mom but Jason proved himself not too much into it by defeating Cupid before he even got a hint of what he was tryna get out of him and Jason telling him that he only cared Cupid was forcing him into something earned him lifelong trust.They're an official quartet as off Hoo finale and Jason makes regular trips to the Familia Jackson household and they have both quests and normal adventures and they can be found doing just about anything together from wholesome down to earth activities to buck ass wild supernatural shenanigans

Hazel's also a lesbian and pastel goth so her and Jason's semi-normie ass have a lot of fun getting to know eachother again /gen /pos.Naturally they talk about their gfs with Hazel's love life being as Mabel Pines-esque as she is by herself and Jason is goofy black dad from a sitcom-coded and supports her in her nonchalantly macabe nature and you can just feel the rekindled familial love there like you can Nico and Percy and when Jercy finally have their bio kids,Nico and Hazel become the best Tío and Auntie ever

Jason is Percy's All American Boy in a black biracial kinda way and Percy is Jason's Girl Next Door in an afrolatina kinda way

Something something The Man with his head in the clouds and The Mermaid who keeps her head above the water meet where the sky and the sea do and their worlds are forever transformed by it as they become just one united

And since this is a ships trend with me at this point:Jercy-coded images

[summercreolefanfictioner]

Can i request some modern college au Kanato fluff headcanons if that's possible?? ^^

hohoho I've been planning to answer this a bit later but it's kanato's birthday so might as well 😉 oh btw I don't think fluff headcanons would cut it so might as well add a whole lot of things for his modern college au version

ps. you can view kanato's modern college au romance scenario here (yes the s/o will be fem reader based on this scenario)

warning: a bit of nsfw

kanato sakamaki: modern college au headcanons

modern boy living in an art of dolls, life, murder series, and desserts

kanato is actually taking up forensic mortuary science (basically everything about embalming funeral and reason behind death sht) bcos even in an au where he lives and breathes as a human, he still has his fascination with death and such so might as well throw them all out in this kind of course

he actually thought of dermatology or being a surgeon at some point bcos he'll get a license to cut somebody open but yeah his average grades won't let him make it

besides he can work in crime scenes and hunt criminals like in those murder crime documentaries he binge watches 24/7

while kanato enjoys studying under this course, he actually has average-ish grades just bcos karl annoys the sht out of him and he only does well in practical exams (so yeah if you give him a test paper, he'll most likely get a C or D; at least it's not an F)

he also takes up like two business classes on the side bcos karl demanded all his sons know something abt business management (ya know in case ayato decided to rebel against him and not become the heir)

he only had like 3 or 4 ex-girlfriends and they're either studying philosophy or english studies; and fun fact: these girls study in the same building as him

another fact: yui was shocked bcos she has no idea she's been in the same class with all kanato's ex-gfs all along 😭😭😭

but he had one ex who goes to the same class as laito's

you might think he'll date someone from his own class but actually, the forensic mortuary science course only has one class and there's only like 10 to 15 students (most of them being male); and since this purple gremlin right here is so introverted, he will never date someone who's obviously from the same circle 'cause he will always pick someone who won't draw that much attention

sounds like his modern college au scenario tbh (link above)

the triplets are all famous in the ryoutei university for being the it boys??? since ayato is the cute varsity player (I based this on the fact that Japanese fandom said he's babyface), laito was the casanova, and kanato was the "cutie goth kid"

ofc all the triplets are models, especially laito and ayato. but kanato was the only hand model out of them like yeah sure they've used his face and all for gothic photoshoots but what caught their eyes is his hands so yeah he's been careful not to get them injured or anything

another thing: boy wasn't allowed to carry teddy around school (bcos karl)

he actually tried smoking once bcos he saw laito and subaru doing it, only for him to cringe at the taste. laito mockingly laughed at him with kanato saluting him with a middle finger

his room is actually a purple harajuku pastel paradise like everything's lit with purple LED lights and filled with stuffed toys. also has his own mini fridge for his snacks and other things. his room is basically his own man cave.

his fashion sense is a mix of modern punk rock with a bit of goth. he also wears piercings for fun (but not too often). you can refer to his official super best art for more details

he wears piercings bcos of brotherly pressure (like once upon a time ayato and laito thought kanato must get piercings like then and they ended up injuring his ear)

now onto the fluff hcs that the anon asked

kanato as a boyfriend in the modern college au has no yandere tendencies so yeah we should be grateful

however, purple gremlin's so filled with jealousy and sassiness you'll think you're dating a brat

but he's not like caging his s/o or anything or demanding them to text him every second; he just doesn't like her being so friendly with other people

like too friendly with people (given by his own introverted tendencies)

would always ask his s/o to hang out with him after school like netflix and chill or chilling in the park laying on the grass and admiring the flowers

would even go to a stuffed toy shop with her or invite her for dinner at a desserts cafe

he's so good at resin and everything jewelry so he has prob given his s/o a lot of handmade jewelry pieces (even thought of opening his own online jewelry store)

even willing to use his own car just so he could drive his s/o around (he doesn't use his own car bcos why would he when they have their own family limo and sometimes ayato drives him and laito back home)

fun fact: his s/o studies culinary major in pastry??? and a few hotel restaurant management courses. also part times in the school cafe to learn a thing or two abt managing a restaurant

if you have read the scenario, you're prob aware that he met his s/o through ayato

kanato isn't a big fan of pda or something since he keeps everything lowkey so he doesn't kiss his s/o in public or do grand things, but he can deal with holding hands or intertwining pinkies

he doesn't also like those things such as going social media official like those celebs cause he thinks it's unnecessary

but if someone spots him and his s/o somewhere and asks them if they're dating, he'll just say yes and not elaborate anything

fun fact: after the ending of his romance scenario, he casually announced his relationship with his s/o to yui and his bros like nothing happened (like no preamble, he just dropped the bomb)

although kanato works with a lot of formaldehyde and other chemicals in his course, he actually keeps himself clean like he makes sure to change his clothes and spray on his sweet perfume so his s/o won't sniff chemicals that could harm her health

when it comes to arguments, kanato might look like a tough nut, but he's nothing but a soft cookie

he would say he doesn't care but he is sobbing as fvck and dying on the inside

he's like "how dare she? why won't she just make it up to me?!"

so yeah he ends up yielding bcos he has "spared her mercy"

now, with his nsfw headcanons hahahahahahaha

so here's the thing, his s/o actually passed out after their first sex so that counts as something

he's actually so good at foreplay tho, examining everything he could do to his s/o and how she'll get off with just his fingers 👀

likes leaving hickeys in places no one would see

would also gaze at his s/o from afar like he's already undressing her with his eyes all predatory and with a smirk that says, "see ya later"

ofc he practices utmost aftercare, like leaving his s/o clothes arranged on the nearby couch with a cart full of desserts and a few drinks on the side so his s/o could feel how much he loves her

would also cuddle with her all night long (that is if she doesn't have curfew)

he experiments with bdsm and roleplaying every now and then bcos he digs sht like that but he doesn't go knifing his s/o like he does in canon cause hello modern college au

but yeah he would shower her with kisses like for him this is a mandatory

and yes, he's one secret horny guy 👀

[anystalker707]

3 a.m.

Pairing: Pastel! Frank x Punk! Reader Word count: ~ 1 800 Genre: Fluff / Comfort Summary: (Y/n) loves to take Frank on dates in the middle of the night, and he loves it just the same. A/N: not proofread ! originally posted on wattpad, not adapted I hope you didn't think this turned into an one piece-only acc

MASTERLIST

“I can’t believe you’re really here! Oh, God!”

“I told you I was coming over, didn’t I? Don’t be so surprised!”

Frank clicked his tongue and pressed his lips together, looking around for a moment. “Still! Come in before anyone notices! You know how Mrs. Mary can be!” He said in a rushed whisper and opened the back door of his house further. Mrs. Mary was an annoying neighbor who had a stupidly great view of Frank’s house and never used it for any good—she’d seen way more than she should have, which resulted in you doing her groceries in exchange for her silence, which resulted in you and Frank spending half of your day wandering around the supermarket to find all the specific brands she wanted, an experience you didn’t wish to go through again.

You walked in with an anxious giggle, which had Frank rolling his eyes whilst closing the door behind you. In contrast to the outdoors, his house was warm, even if the lights had been turned off already for over a couple of hours, which made you feel how cold your body actually was. Your eyes took a moment to adjust to the new lighting, but you soon could recognize the familiar kitchen.

“Let’s go upstairs.” Frank grabbed your hand to guide you to the stairs, which you climbed carefully with the lack of light—even the lightest creak of the steps sounded impossibly loud in the deadly quiet house. It felt like his parents would show up any second before you rushed into his room. “You’re crazy!” He sounded like he was complaining, but that cute expression didn’t trick you.

“Crazy for you!” You grinned in response before throwing yourself on the bed, careful not to crush any of his Squishmallows or other plushie. His bedroom was the cutest thing ever, from the themed up computer set to the stickers on the dresser, all matching his pastel aesthetic. It was a little messy just like always, but it was more in a ‘I’m using it too often to keep it in place’ rather than a careless sense. He stood there, giving you a look. “Stop being sulky, I didn’t show up at your house at 3 in the morning so I wouldn’t get a single little bit of love!” You mirrored his expression, pouting as well, and sat on the bed with your arms open invitingly.

“If we get caught, I’ll say you broke in,” he mumbled with a hum and took a seat on your lap, easily melting against your—you ended up groaning and complaining quietly while hugging him back tightly, ignoring his little giggles.

“Annoying little thing,” you said against the side of his face. “You’re lucky you’re way too cute for me to get mad at you.” His cheek was warm under your lips given how much he was blushing with all of it, tugging on the sleeves of his pajamas—they had multiple pastel colors that gradiently mixed with one another in a cute pattern; your fingers ran over the fabric, playing a little with the edge of the sleeve until your hand slipped in his. "Were you sleeping?”

He shook his head. “Nah.”

“Waiting for me?” You smirked, watching him blush more and shake his head again. “You were!”

“No!” Frank groans and points to his computer. “I was watching Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama, see?” The screen was paused mid episode, indeed, but it still didn’t exclude the possibility he was watching it while waiting for you, hence you still raised an eyebrow at him; Frank groaned, hiding his face on your shoulder. Eventually, he just rested his head there, sighing while playing with one of your jacket’s zippers.

“Up for a night ride? I’m by bike and the night’s not cloudy,” you offered, remembering the mental note of taking him to the skate park.

“This late? We always go earlier...” His eyebrows furrowed a little.

“I’m used to it, nothing happens.” Your hand ran up and down his arm in a soothing manner that slowly got the idea in his head. “Not down to having some adventure?”

Frank pursed his lips, mocking your teasing form with a roll of eyes. “Adventures? You’re just reckless. Do you remember that time you and your friends got on the neighborhood watch? Yeah, that’s what I’m avoiding!” Despite his words, he got up and moved to the dresser, pulling some baggy pastel green jeans from the drawer.

“Not fair!” You clicked your tongue, lying down on your side with your head held up by your arm. “Like, loitering wasn’t a thing in that area, we were allowed to hang out and stuff, not to mention we weren’t talking so loud that he had to get up at 5 in the morning to complain!”

A long, fakely amused hum came from Frank as he shot you a look; your shrug made him scoff. He opted for just ignoring your chuckling while he took off his pajama pants, revealing the cute heart-pattern boxers he has on—keeping your eyes away from it was hard, even if he started grumbling under his breath and threw his pajama pants at you.

“No need to be annoying!”

“Shut up, I don’t want my parents to wake up!” He hushed even if you weren’t even talking that loud, but you just fell silent—you weren’t ready to face Linda and the elder Frank in late night hours again. In his jeans and a soft purple sweater, he slipped on his matching Chuck Taylors before turning to you, nodding. “Let’s go?”

You hummed in agreement while standing up, eyes never leaving his until you pulled him closer by his hands to peck his lips—okay, maybe just a little peck wasn’t enough, so it ended up in a chain of kisses until he rushed you to leave, doing it as quietly as when you got it.

The Harley bike was parked down the street, far enough so his parents nor Mrs. Mary would be suspicious of a thing. Frank had his heart fluttering each time you would come over with that helmet you bought specially for him—he never piped a word about it, but it was soft purple with cute stickers all over it the way he would’ve asked for; his favorite was one with a black bat right next to a white one because it reminded him of you two.

“Helmet,” you reminded as you handed it to him before helping him hop on the bike, also putting on your helmet so you could do the same. “Be careful and hold on tight, okay?” You kicked the rest then started it; you could feel him nodding whilst hugging you from behind, head leaned against your back.

“Be careful!”

“Of course!” You promised. “Can’t risk anything with the love of my life.

There was a 24/7 convenience store some minutes away from Frank’s place, where you decided to make a stop first. He seemed a bit confused, but remained silent while following you into the store, only hit by realization when you stopped by the snacks aisle and looked at him questioningly. Frank wasn’t always fond of the idea of you spending money on him, though it was something he learned to be useless to argue against. He did his best not to look guilty under your eyes while he grabbed things both of you liked.

Frank had the plastic bag with him when you got back on the bike and went to your final destination. The old skate park was a place used only by the older skateboarders during the day—only people who refused to move to the new one because they already had stories among the graffitied walls. The place’s glory days ended since the new one was downtown, and not a lot of people wanted to go there just to ride up and down bowls everyday.

“Wow, you did listen when I commented about your crazy adventures!” Feigning surprise, Frank shot you a look.

“Where did you expect me to take you?” You clicked your tongue with an equally genuine annoyance.

The two of you sat on the edge of one of the bowl’s, legs hanging from the edge—it wasn’t the first time you did it, but he was still a little apprehensive, clutching onto you as he crouched down before taking a seat. The concrete felt cold under you, but nothing that wouldn’t pass in a couple of minutes. Stars shone above you, decorating the sky beautifully even if not as brightly as you would’ve wanted given the city lights.

Frank shrugged. “To be taken under the neighborhood’s watch as well.”

A chuckle escaped your lips as you shook your head. “You know I always do what you want.” You grabbed what you wanted from the plastic bag then handed it to him—Frank giddily stuck the cotton candy lollipop inside his sweater’s pocket then opened a marshmallows’ bag, throwing one in his mouth before offering them to you. “No, thanks, baby.” You pecked his cheek then his lips, gaining a pleased hum in response whilst you opened a can, taking a sip of your drink.

“I love it when you take me to places,” Frank muttered.

“Oh?”

“Yeah! Even more when it’s by bike!” He paused to eat another sweet. “It’s always something new and awesome, no matter how simple it is, like today! Maybe it’s just because I’m with you, I don’t know, but I love it!” He chuckled shyly, pushing a strand of hair to behind his ear.

You threw your arm around Frank’s shoulder, nuzzling his hair softly; it smelled like fruits. “I’m happy to know that! Do you prefer cuddling or going out like this?”

Frank’s mouth opened and closed a few times, then groaned in frustration. “I don’t know. Depends on my mood.”

With your drink placed away, you hugged him close to leave kisses all over Frank’s face, snatching from him the cutest giggles ever. “You eat so many sweets that you’re starting to taste like one,” you joked with a nibble on his jaw, enough to make him flush and melt in your arms.

“And you taste really—” He interrupted himself then cleaned his throat. “Nevermind.”

You laughed. “Oh, what was that?”

“(Y/n)!” He buried his face in his hands with a groan, adorably.

“Oh, baby,” you sighed while slowly uncovering his face, pressing kisses on the areas you managed to uncover. “Have I ever said I love you?”

“Yes, and I love me as well!” Frank was still blushing when he pulled his hands away and instead cupped your face, pushing your cheeks together with his palms.

“Mmmm, y’know...” You mumbled a little incoherently. “Doing this to me isn’t exactly very punk rock,” you joked much to his amusement, making him chuckle.

“Dating you isn’t exactly soft of me,” Frank retorted with a funny bitter expression, but here we are! I love you, too, idiot!” He pressed his lips to yours. “A lot.”

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[dandyshucks]

okay okay here we go - very messy off-the-cuff oc intro under the cut with some design sketches + doodles (IT'S KIND OF LONG):

random other doodle (another system member's self portrait i think? idk djfkdl) for the last pic there sorry fhdksl it was just a handy photo i had on hand that had almost the same dimensions for tumblrs cropping shenanigans (also that one emoji is there in the first pic bc i couldn't get that eye to cooperate fjkdkl)

anyhowdy uhhmm heres Theodor and Philby... Theodor uses he/she and Philby uses they/it and I'm literally just now realizing that they cover the main four bases wtf ... that was not intentional but it is funky and fun !! Theodor has a few nicknames like Teddy, Dory, Theo, etc, while Philby is is just Philby (their full name is Philbert but only their parents call them that LOL)

Theodor has a port wine stain birthmark on his left cheek ! and Philby potentially has rosacea but I'm still looking into that to make sure I'm not pulling any shitty moves if I'm going to have that be a part of their character. they (Philby) use mobility aids occasionally, generally just a cane, sometimes crutches, but they also have a wheelchair on hand for more difficult days.

Teddy is an interesting mix of very patient and loving while also sometimes cocky and impulsive, so he sometimes say things that are unintentionally hurtful or offensive (but is learning to apologize swiftly to help mend his mistakes). to people who don't know him well, he might come across as arrogant occasionally. he enjoys designing clothing items that Philby will often sew up for him, as well as experimenting with different coloured art mediums (pastels, paint, chalk, etc) and makeup (he is absolutely a skincare girlie fjfkdl). he comes from a family that's well-off (definitely upper class but not necessarily wealthy) so he's used to having money to throw around and doesn't quite fully grasp what it's like to be poor or working (or even middle) class, so there's some butting of heads there.

Philby comes from a working class family, not poor but definitely lower class lol. they have a fair amount of pride and can be kind of prickly, but they're extremely thoughtful and can be very kind and patient when they want to be. they're very practical and well-organized, and is integral to keeping things running smoothly in the household. they're very skilled with sewing and they also happen to be a good cartoonist! it takes a bit for them to warm up to new people, but they're usually just neutral and maybe a bit blunt with people they don't know well. if they dislike a person, they tend to have an attitude of "i don't want to waste any of my time on this person" and avoids the person rather than taking the time and energy to decide if they want to be pointedly rude or remain polite.

both of them are really good with kids in their own way! Philby likes being fun and clownish while Teddy prefers to be more of a comforting ... well... teddy bear sort of presence LOL. both of them are super patient w kids though, and they love to spend time helping out with kids when someone needs a babysitter! (why yes this is almost entirely just an excuse for me to think abt how they'd be so good with the kiddos in our system LMAO) if they ever ran a daycare or preschool together they'd be absolutely phenomenal at it, especially since they make up for what the other lacks in their approaches to interacting with children.

Theo prefers kitschy grandma-type aesthetics in both clothing and decor, while Philby enjoys a lot of bright colours and fun patterns that would fit more into "c.lowncore" and "k.idcore" aesthetics (with some occasional punk influences). Theo enjoys a lot of clothing that is maybe considered more feminine, while Philby just wears whatever is comfortable and brightly coloured, occasionally with some blacks to make the colours pop more!

they have a really interesting contrasting dynamic, Theo being a "gentle giant" while also being somewhat impulsive and more prone to hurting people accidentally with his words, and Philby being smaller in stature and more prickly but also much more thoughtful and careful with their words and actions.

also bonus funny thing: Theodor had a trad g.oth phase as a teen in highschool that lasted a couple years hehe

[lilweaselmuses]

human au gems hcs no one asked for

WOOO this one's a doozy so its under a read more.

enjoy

Topaz:

Age: 16

Grade: Sophomore

Born in South Korea

Became something of a musical sensation back home, and is famous for her music mixing.

Became independent at 15, moved to the states a year later with the desire to see what America was like, hollywood in particular.

Lives in an apartment with Saphir, her senior classmate and good friend.

Pastel vibes

Sassy vibes (Much more sassy than gem topaz :o)

MomTM friend. She mediates and keeps the peace. Also will give great life advice.

Judges silently, but says nothing if she has nothing nice to say. (But she’ll think it.)

Currently has a job as a DJ at a local skating rink where her friends hang out. Gets them free food and games..

Hoping to make it big in the US so she can stay after she graduates.

Parents living overseas and helping pay for her life and schooling in the states.

She spends summers in Korea where she visits her family and tours, records music.

Part of the art club and spends a lot of time in the music rooms. She isn’t in Choir, Band or Orchestra, but is in music theory and guitar. Has a LOT of friends in all those programs

Swiss

Age: 16-17

Grade: Sophomore.

Swiss was born in Switzerland, but has also lived in South Korea for 5 years (where she met Topaz), London for 2, and now the US where she started high school.

Lives with her Father who is from Switzerland, her mom who was born in the UK, and her baby sister Kyanite

Class goofball and classic slacker but somehow still passes and knows the material.

‘ Whoops, I forgot my homework again’ type

Dye’d her hair blue at 14, pierced both her nose, lips, and several places in her ear. 

Depressed and tired. Brings rockstar energy’s to class a lot.

Punk Rock vibes, but wears her uniform rather well. Her messenger bag is tricked out with a lot of music festival patches and pins though.

Her and Topaz both are those kids that have earbuds and beats headphones on all the time. She gets in trouble for listening to rock in class. Or talking.

Has a band, and is the main drummer and back up vocalist.  The band was her idea, but she gives her friends a lot of freedom. Since drumming is her passion she doesn’t mind not being the lead vocalist.

Crushing on / Dating the richest girl in the school (Aquamarine ‘Marie’)

Doesn’t have a job, but thinking about getting a part time one at the record shop near her house.

Oversleeps A LOT. IS late to class a lot. Usually her detentions are from tardiness (or saying some smart ass comment to be funny and getting in trouble for it)

Very protective of her little sister, and gets along well with her in private, despite pretending that she irritates her.

No after school activities for her thanks. That stuffs lame. (Though she does wander in and hang out with the game club sometimes)

Kyanite

Age: 13-15

Grade: 8th

One of the pretty MeanTM girls in middle school. Rather high on the social pecking order due to being an upperclassmen and being a cutie with an attitude.

Fashion sense a mix between soft grunge, a touch of punk and more flowing feminine outfits, or neat and prim /professional outfits. Whatever she decides, she likes to look good.

Very talented at doing her make up and nails, tends to have a lot of requests from other girls her age for help in that dept.

Looks up to her sister a lot more than she lets on. Lowkey wants to be involved in a lot of what she does after school. (She even begged her parents to let her dye her hair blue as well right after Swiss did (She was 12 at the time))

Love’s shopping and collecting outfits and cute little butterfly themed things for her room.

While she’s in the ‘popular’ circle of girls in her grade, shes not particularly stuck up when it comes to other kids. She can be mean, but its usually to just as entitled kids. She’s rather tame and even friendly with less popular kids in her grade. She’s very comfortable around them and enjoys not being put on a pedestal all the time

Romance obsessed. (Duh)

Wishes she could get a piercing and a tattoo like her sissy, but her parents only let her pierce her ears. 

A’s in most of her classes, but struggles in History. It’s a snoozefest to her.

Currently in band and debate team. (She plays flute)

Takes FOR-E-VER to get ready to leave the house. (Hey, its not ALWAYS swiss’s fault shes’ late.)

Best friends in school are Livie and Bebe.

Spends a lot of time after school for Band practice, Debate team activities, or supporting her bestie Bebe in her cheer practice.

Really likes sneaking in the upperclassmen building. No one’s cute in her grade :/ (according to her)

Likes to fake being sick so she can go home early. way too often.

Bebe

Age: 14-15

Grade: 8th

Met Kyanite in 6th grade and they instantly hit it off well.

Bubble gum pink hair, and really likes fashion. Always obsessed with wearing the cutest combo of clothes she can come up with.

Really sweet and bubbly on the surface, but she isn’t called a bubblegum bitch for nothing. She knows shes popular and will often trick the vulnerable into believing they have social status only to humiliate them when she sees fit.

A little bit bitchier than Ky. Not that she wants to be mean actively, she just kind of ……is how we say…..spoiled brat.

As long as her best friend cares about someone she does too.

When she actually does accept you, shes a very sweet and almost loyal to the point of irritation.

Crushing on Kyanite, kissed her at a party and has kind of never got over it.

Serial dater. Literally she has a new sweetie every week. its tiring.

Junior Varsity Cheer Team and Drama club are her life.

When she’s not doing those things, she’s spending her time in her Juniors bowling team. They go to tourney during summer.

Parents aren’t filthy rich but they are not hurting for money in any shape or form. Shes always got whatever she wanted.

Loves getting gifts, and will almost try and bug people into sending her stuff to homeroom during holidays. Either because she wants STUFF or for her own popularity.

Might be kind of bitchy but really does feel bad and get upset if people point that out about her. I wouldn’t say she /wants/ to be a bad person. her parents never told her no and nor how to not be self centered.

Very talkative and upbeat. Wants to inspire her friends and lift them up.

On the other end, is a big gossip and bad about spreading rumors and stirring up drama with people she isn’t a fan of.

Show her a cute animal and she’ll sob. I mean the whole 9 yards.

Marie/Aquamarine

Age: 17-18

Grade: 12th

Born and raised in London for the majority of her life.  She’s also lived in France for 3 years during an abroad program her parents sent her to where she met one of her closest friends (Astrid)

Her parents are filthy stinkin rich and own a foreign luxurious fashion company and a luxury car company.

Livie is her baby sister and she often tries to pretend like thats not the case. (She loves her guys i swear)

Stuck up, bratty, and just an overall bitch. She RELISHES in it. Marie KNOWS shes mean, popular and has power and she’s proud.

“you can’t sit with me, you can’t talk to me, you aren’t good enough to even know me.”

Her desire for power has her gunning for valedictorian (cue her and satoshit fighting to the death), and she’s currently the president of student government. Thats right. She’s deciding school functions and your future you little peasant fucks.

Will shove her riches and status down your THROAT oh my goooodddd

Throws HUGE parties when her parents are out of town, uses it as a tool to make the popular kids/upperclassmen love her even more and show the ‘losers’ where their place is.

Always has to look THE best in the school, and will probably murder anyone who threatens to take her places as prom queen (i kid i kid………maybe)

Hangs out with Astrid and Mae when they’re in town.

Has a type that does not fall in line with her image (coughcough Swiss cough) and will do a LOT to keep in a secret. But….listen….she also can’t hide it well. Like…not even a little. She gay.

She’s always seen with her posse of popular girls and her two primary school friends the topazes. They’re just the schools huge UNITS of lesbian quarterbacks, their fists as big as your face, they wont squash you, promise. (look at marie wrong once bitch.)

Will die of embarrassment of her sister livie. Unfortunately is responsible for her in a lot of ways. Driving her back and forth from school, taking her to school functions and much more. (She loves her….double pinky swear) But she claims they aren’t related. (no one believes this hoe) That don’t mean she wont DESPERATELY try to pawn her off for the day. Babysitter? Butler? Anyone? SOMEONE?

Will absolutely use Livie as a means to hang out with Swiss via playdates. Oh yeah, she knows their baby sisters are besties. It’s free real estate.

Has expressed to Swiss that she wishes they could trade sisters. ( I swear marie loves livie deep down in this essay I will—-)

In a wealth measuring contest with Satoshit 24/7

Is CONSTANTLY going on overseas trips. She will never stop bragging about it.

Consumed mostly by Student Government and Theatre.

Spinel

Age: 15-16

Grade: (Would be a Freshman but she's held back), 8th grade.

Spinel is Steven’s half sister in the human verse. They share a biological mother (PD). Spinel is 2 years older than Steven, and never lived with him.  She was only a toddler when PD broke up with her biological dad, and had steven. Though PD was in her life until she was around 7. After that she cut contact with her previous husband and to a great extent her daughter Spinel. It was soon found out though after Steven turned 8 or so, PD passed away. Dashing any of Spinel’s previous hopes of reconciling with her mother or finding out why her mother treated her like a mistake.

Spinel was born and raised in Boston MA for a good chunk of her life. She lived with her father alone for most of her young life. Her dad would bring women in and out of the house often after PD left him.

 Until PD’s death, They shared custody of Spinel. Spinel would spend every other weekend in delaware with PD, Greg and her half brother steven. Though PD never seemed to genuinely enjoy her daughters company---rather tolerating her and pawning her off to Greg whenever possible.  

After PD passed away (Spinel was around 10), Spinel became a lot more distant with her brother and step dad Greg. Rarely seeing them, every 2 years or so on a holiday maybe. A month out from her 11th birthday or so, her dad ripped Spinel from her childhood home and moved them to Brooklyn, which is where Spinel would live and rapidly devolve into the delinquent teen she is now. Her relationship with her father, her behavior and the strain her abusive household would put on her and her education and record would devolve further until its breaking point. 

At the age of 15 (nearing 16), when Spinel gets tossed into juvie for a week and flunks out of 8th grade, Her abusive father is enraged and tired of the child, Sending her down to Delaware to live with her step dad greg and half brother steven. In his words: “To let her disappoint someone else for a change”

Now a loud mouth, snarky and toxic teen. Spinel stays with her brother and step dad in Delaware. Greg takes her in with a open mind and love for her like she was his own, despite the quick realization that she is more than just a handful. && Spinel has heavy resentments towards greg to boot---considering in her eyes, it was his and steven’s fault her mother never loved her. Be that true or not, Spinel doesn’t care.

Regardless, Greg gets her transferred to the same middle school as Steven. Though she is supposed to be two grades ahead of him, she ends up in 8th grade only a grade ahead, since she was held back. 

She is also coerced by the school system along with Greg to sign up for extracurricular activities to straighten her out. Spinel reluctantly agrees---and picks drama club. Which would soon end up an obsession that she would decide to become the top dog in the department, losing sleep and bullying anyone who tries to take her role as the lead in the school’s productions.

She works part time at a pizzeria, and uses her knowledge from working as a carnie back in Brooklyn to fuck with the machines and steal tokens out of the machines. Why? So she can buy things in front of the kids. Cause fuck em.

Despite Gregs attempts to show her love, she still bullies her half brother a lot--a stark contrast to when they got along well as kids & she gets detention a lot. Its taking him everything in his power to keep her from getting herself expelled. This kid is a live wire, and its gonna take a lot of work to turn her around. But if you can believe it----really deep down, she wants to be better. She just wants to be cared about for who she is, which is something she’s yet to be shown.

[aquil-writes]

Find The Words Tag Game

I was tagged by @vsnotresponding for this one!

The words I had to find are crystal, rage, weak, stars and ghost.

In return I'll tag @giftedpoison, @marinesocks, and @alistonjdrake!

(no pressure ofc. I've been in a lot of tag games recently so I'm tagging outside of my normal circle if that's ok)

Your words will be Glisten, brace, churn, weight, and weather!

responses under the cut :)

Crystal

I follow the wind's current with my eyes, and it takes me to the sky.

I gasp against my own will; the sky was a plain blue earlier, cloudless and unrelentingly bright. Now the light shifts as though the very air were crystal, and pastel colors blend and mix to form what I thought was just blue. I follow the wind further, to the rows of buildings, where the faded facades I saw earlier are alight with color and life. The peeled gildings, the forgotten roots, the very warped wooden boards they’re built with shook off their tired looks and shine as though they’ve been freed.

This one is kind of cheaty because it's not from any of my listed WIPs, but a new idea I had yesterday and promptly wrote 4k words for in a few hours. It doesn't have a name yet (though I'm calling it Stained Glass Punk for now) and I'm not sure I'm going to do anything with it yet.

Rage - Pro. 6

“It was a mistake!” Melisande hisses, her face shadowed and half-crazed, not far from the woman Maple saw in the forest. Deron’s emotions are strong enough to choke Maple, forcing her attention away from anything else. Terror that Maple has never felt before takes her over, pulsing with every heavy heartbeat.

“He’s crazy!” Melisande continues, “It was stupid to think we could go behind the gods. He’s dangerous, love, and wants to drag us into it.” Her voice sounds teary by the end, a complete turn from her rage just a few moments ago. Deron reaches out to comfort her; she latches on to his arm like it’s a rope.

This one's a little confusing, but for context Maple is being forced to relive Deron's memories from his perspective. Melisande is Deron's love, and they're the villains in the first act of the story.

Weak - Pro. 6

“Well…” Amil said, finally getting his journal out. “You were right about these being new creatures…” he said woefully, and crossed out a majority of his notes. Using the light of the fire he wrote in what they know now. All three of them bounced details off of each other, but eventually Ryker grew quiet, out of information to add. As he broods Amil and Maple continue, both frustrated by how little they really know. The night around them grows old and the fire starts to die.

Amil pores over his notebook, weak orange flames waving, barely lighting his silhouette. He holds his notes out open and low, trying to catch the brightest of the dying light.

“Nothing about Varena’s condition…” he says, looking over and over at the same details.

“It’s corruption.” Ryker says, with a conviction that makes Maple’s stomach turn. Amil looks up at him, brows furrowed.

“It has to be,” Ryker continues, throwing more wood on the fire. Embers swirl, a bright red blaze following their heels. 

“You really think so?” Amil whispers, afraid.

“Someone created those things. We need to get rid of them.” The flames reach high, higher than they should. Ryker’s unnaturally ice-blue eyes pierce right through the fire, looking to the base of the pit.

I actually posted this full scene like... a year ago, I think? I'm still pretty happy with it.

Stars - Pro. 3

“The stars are so bright tonight! Or maybe I just missed them,” Defra says, in her own little world. I force myself out of my thoughts and look up with her.

The sky looks like glass, inky but close, pressed against the tree tops, close enough to reach. The stars wink and shine, and in my head they’re liquid light, falling and splattering against the tinted glass sky. Shooting stars streak across the plane, leaving a melted silver trail behind. The movement is mesmerizing, until I catch a strange shadow.

Every time I describe the sky I do it a little differently. I'll never get sick of it.

Ghost - Pro. 6

By the time Maple is telling Varena about the hike back to camp, Amil wakes up. He looks terrible; there are bags under his eyes, and the way he’s clinging to his notebook strikes Maple as ghastly. When he sees Varena, sitting up and well, he stops and rubs his eyes as if he’s seeing a ghost.

“Morning,” Varena said.

“You’re actually- I mean- the creatures- huh?”

For context on this one, Varena was attacked by ✨ mysterious magical abominations ✨ the night before and should really not be up and moving now. But magic is strange here...

These words were a lot of fun! They managed to hit like all the description I've ever written so enjoy my messiest and most nonsensical moments ;)

[lagoonsmoon]

day seven: portrait

james doesn’t think this is a good idea, inez can tell. it’s obvious from the way he stands, she knows because this is not the first time she’s painted someone who is uncomfortable with it. she can tell he’s trying to hide his discomfort, he’s trying to perform well for her, to make her happy, and it’s endearing, if a little futile. his leg is turned out awkwardly, and he’s blinking at least two times as fast as usual.

“james, really, you don’t have to do this,” inez says, after 15 minutes of what can only be described as torture to james, if the look on his face is any indication. “if you look constipated the whole time anyway, it won’t produce a very good portrait.” she immediately regrets the comment once it falls out of her mouth, james’ face sinking and his expression turning apologetic.

“I’ve just never done this before, I wasn’t trying to look constipated, just tell me how to pose and I can do it, I swear,” james sits straighter, pulling his shoulders back. his jaw sets and he turns towards the easel, towards inez.

“is that a better angle?” his eyes look hopeful, earnest. inez nods silently, turning towards the canvas, blank but for a pale base she’s already painted. a moment passes.

“that’s better than my original thought, you’re a natural actually. maybe you should do this more often…?” inez trails off, dipping her brush into acrylics and mixing them on her tray, hoping her comments somewhat make up for her previous stupidity.

a stifled laugh comes from across the studio, and inez can tell james is making a concerted effort not to move an inch.

“I should help you with school projects more often, is what I’m hearing you say” james says sarcastically.

“no, I mean modeling, you have the endurance for it, and the helping me with school projects part… that’s just the added bonus of being friends with a michangelo” inez chuckles, focusing on perfecting the color of james’ reddish-brown freckles.

“well, michangelo, I had better not see any copies of my likeness on any creepy baby angel things, or on any ceilings. this shot has been licensed for one school project painting only, nothing else” inez was right, and james barely moves an inch as they converse, his pose held more comfortably now.

“I think you mean cherubs?” inez pictures james’ face squished onto a chubby little cherub with big, round, apple cheeks and can’t help but picture painting it. “i don’t paint cherubs, idiot, they’re too… pastel”

“ohh, I forgot, you’re too punk rock for that!” james says, “that explains this silly outfit!”

inez glances back up to him and then back to the in-progress painting, the dark, leather jacket coming into vision now.

“I didn’t really think about the outfit being so unnatural for you…” inez trails off, thinking of the bright outfit james was wearing earlier.

“it’s fine, it’s going to be sick. you’re gonna make me look so cool, that will be the really unnatural part. I can’t wait.”

[dilfremusera]

my non magical marauders friends hcs

i’m very unoriginal i think

LILY

- it’s her world we are just living in it

- anxiety

- she/her (chill with they/them), cisgender woman (sometimes. i change my mind often.)

- absolutely adores ecosystem/biology unit in science and struggles hard at any other unit

- bisexual, femme preference

- she rocks every single aesthetic ever BUT usually goes for a fairy/urban aesthetic

- confident as fuck and hypes everyone up (ex. one time remus was not feeling the greatest so when lily found out she plopped him in front of the mirror and started telling him all the beautiful things about him and remus cried (happy tears))

- has a hamster named jane

- 5’7-5’8

MARLENE

- HELLO BEAUTIFUL

- ptsd, depression

- they/she, demigirl

- mixed (latino and white)

- english fucking yes. math fucking no. PE YES. (plays on the volleyball team)

- lessbeans (no that’s not a typo that’s how i’m choosing to spell lesbian)

- their aesthetic is like,,,, pastel grunge??? does that??? make sense???

- does not have pets but wants cats (is also allergic to cats but it’s okay)

- steals road signs (has a fallen turtle crossing sign and called the town to have a new one put up)

- 5’9

DORCAS

- kisses forehead gently

- dyslexic, anxiety, dysphoria

- she/zir/them, trans femme no other gender label

- black (vitiligo)

- honestly gets average grades (Bs) at every subject and is part of bee club

- lesbian !!

- HONEY PUNK. IDC. IM TAKING NO OTHERS.

- also allergic to cats but wants like eight

- always has an extra bag. no one knows where they come from and ze listens to mickey darling (look them up they’re so good)

- 5’5

REGULUS

- i’ve missed you babes

- ptsd, separation anxiety (sirius)

- he/they, demiboy

- taïwanaises

- he’s a drama AND band kid and no one knows how their still alive

- androsexual OR gay (none female attraction)

- owns light academia i DO make the rules

- you know how james HAD a turtle? yea it’s cause reg stole it :) (their name is luna)

- stole a really old dictionary from his bio parents

- he’s very small :) (5’1-5’3)

[poodlejoonas]

Dad!BC AU - the moms

So wow-ihateithere and I (because for some reason Tumblr won’t let me directly @ you) have been tossing out so many amazing ideas for the BC dad AU lately that we’ve thought of pretty much every scenario under the sun. One idea I’d like to throw in here is the group that is the moms who make up their own personal wolfpack. Since they’ll be brought in as stand-alone characters soon, it would be better to have a basic introduction for each and how they know/interact with each other.

(Under the read-more for length)

Joel - Emilia (”Millie”) Hokka - The absolute baddest bitch you will meet on this planet. She's a 5′1″ sweetheart, but if you lay a single finger on her kid, her husband, her BC brothers and sisters, or any of her nieces and nephews, she will become the human embodiment of that one line from “Wolfpack.” You know the one. She’s gone viral before for Joel needing to hold her back from fighting the mom of a kid who’s bullying Enkka at school, and literally watching this tiny woman become a human hurricane at the drop of a hat was enough for this kid to immediately leave him alone. From then on, kids at school know not to come after Viktor Hokka because his mom doesn’t play around. Why would she? After all, she dedicated 18 months of her life to trying to become a mom, and anyone who dares to come after her baby needs a running start to get away from her.

Sometimes even Joel has to hold her back from doing something she probably should regret but wouldn’t if it involved her family. He knows better than to cross a line with her. Then there are other times when they work together to be the shadiest power couple on earth, like when Aleksi’s ex-girlfriend Laila slanders him in the media for talking about taking custody of their son from her. If Joel comes home pissed about something, she’s the first one to jump on board with whatever plan he has to get his point across. She would totally have a stan account on Instagram dedicated to her called “milliehokkasupremacy”. And Joel loves his wife so much that he would eat every bit of this shit up. When she tells someone off, he writes down what she says and turns it into the lyrics of Blind Channel’s next single.

In short, Millie Hokka is 100 percent That Bitch™.

Bonus bit because this idea made me laugh: (in the comments section of a post slandering BC) @milliehokka: Bitch you better take this shit down before I puncture your fucking tires @joelhokka: She's my better half ❤️

Joonas - Kirsten Porko - Kirsten’s one of the quiet BC moms, and a hell of a lot more tame than Millie. But she has her shining moments every now and then, like when she was wondering why Millie took Joel with her knowing that she could’ve easily beaten that bully’s mom’s ass without him. She has the patience of a saint, being married to Joonas and raising two (soon to be three) kids with him. But she adores every minute of their chaotic little family. Since Sohvi was the first of the BC kids, the guys were quick to show up in support of her and Joonas. She was also pretty lonely until the others started dating their wives, and she was more than happy to have more friends to bond with.

She does the most to mother the rest of the kids when they need it. They love to come to their house because Kirsten will have a fresh pan of cookies ready for them. They also like hanging out with Joonas, but Kirsten is a fun aunt on her own. She’s typically the first to show up when one of the other moms tosses out a cry for help in taking care of their kids, especially when they’re newborns and the guys are away on tour. Kirsten’s total aesthetic is the absolute opposite of Joonas’s: she’s bubbly and wears nothing but pastel dresses and soft fabrics. A lot of people wonder what a “nice girl” like her is doing with a punk rocker like Joonas, until you see them interact and know that they’re crazy in love with each other and their kids. She’s the unassuming type, but she loves pranks as much as her husband and kids; she’ll play along whenever there’s a really good one and sometimes she can totally outdo them.

Niko - Jenna Moilanen - Jenna is Millie’s co-conspirator and partner-in-crime. If Millie needs someone to back her up and Joel’s trying to talk her out of whatever she’s thinking about doing, Jenna is the first to show up on the scene. She’s very much Niko’s type - she has just as many tattoos as him, several piercings, and hair that changes color depending on her mood. She’s naturally a blonde but you almost never see her as one. A lot of people tend to pass judgement on her abilities as a mom based on her appearance, but both of her and Niko’s kids adore her (especially their daughter Lahja) and they grow up happy with their loving parents. She’s a fantastic cook and works as a head chef at a five-star steakhouse, and she’s always willing to come home and cook for her family as well. She and Millie are the two shortest of the group, and it’s hilarious because they are both absolute spitfires.

Jenna has the best intuition when it comes to deciding who is trustworthy and who isn’t. There’s no “leader” in the group, but most of the others trust Jenna when someone gives her a bad feeling. She would be the one to raise the alarm on Laila years before she and Aleksi ever break up, and Laila would find the absolute worst way to end up on Jenna’s shit list. In her time with the group, Laila does nothing to help take care of the rest of the kids or try to fit in with the group. One day, when Leevi cries because he needs something, Jenna spots an annoyed expression out of the corner of her eye coming from Laila. It takes an intervention from God to stop Jenna from ripping her apart on the scene. The most important thing to note about Jenna: she calls her closest friends “bitch” affectionately. The moment it stops being affectionate, there’s no turning back.

Olli - Kaarina Matela - The quietest and calmest of the BC moms. She perfectly matches her husband’s energies, which is why they parent their daughters so well. She was definitely more calm than him on the day they learned they were having twins, and still is to this day. When he was panicking about their pregnancy scare, she was still managing to stay collected somehow (but just as relieved as he was). She’s very much like a suburban soccer mom type, but far from being a Karen because she’s aggressively kind to everyone around her, including hardworking people. And Olli just adores her so much, sometimes he doubts if he even deserves her. She’s always the first to remind him that there’s no one else she would rather be with.

Kaarina is the arts and crafts kind of aunt. During the summer, she likes to have the kids come over for day camp style hangout sessions where they mix in time outside with craft activities. She’s the reason why Olli’s stage outfits have been so cool lately, because she’s got a perfect eye for colors and is super skilled at hand-stitching patches. If the kids need anything repaired, they’ll know to go to Aunt Rina first because she’ll either make it as good as new, or turn it into some sick artwork. All the moms get along but she and Kirsten vibe together the best. They get together and plan the summer activities for the kids, which involve Rina planning the crafts and Kirsten baking for, and with, them.

Tommi - Marja Lalli - Marja is unique in her position as a BC mom because she joined the group when her son Miikka from a previous relationship was already almost 4. For a brief time, she was worried about herself and Miikka feeling left out of the group dynamic that was already there, but they were so quick to invite her in as one of them. A lot of it had to do with her being friends with Jenna since elementary school, and Jenna knew that the sisterhood would be more than happy to accept her. She and Niko help set her up with Tommi because they both know he would love her and accept Miikka as his own. She’s chill and reserved, but she’s still a ton of fun to be around. Along with Kaarina and Kirsten, she’s one of the level-headed moms and is typically the voice of reason for a lot of things (especially when it comes to trying to contain Millie and Jenna’s tempers).

The rest of the moms were thrilled when she told them she was pregnant with Anna, but constantly concerned and fretting over her when she was on occasional bed rest. If Tommi couldn’t be with her, it was one of them coming over to help take care of her and Miikka. Marja’s health showed the caring side of the sisterhood of the BC moms, how they are willing to take care of each other in sickness as well as celebrating the good times and defending each other from drama. Even months after Anna is born, they still come over from time to time to see if there’s any way they can help.

Aleksi - Laila Pekkanen (later on, marries Hanna Kaunisvesi) - So this one is a bit complicated. For about three years, Aleksi was in a high-profile relationship with Laila Pekkanen, a producer who worked with him on a solo single before joining BC. They meet again a couple years later and begin a relationship that last for about three years. But it was far from loving, as they were just in general not good for each other. A few weeks after their break-up, Laila calls Aleksi while he’s in the studio to break the news to him that she’s pregnant, which sends Aleksi into total emotional turmoil because he thought they were being careful. Of all the guys, he’s the most careful with avoiding this kind of thing, but it was her who missed one too many days of her birth control. They’re barely on speaking terms, but they agree to try to stay cordial until Aleksi can take full custody of the child himself. She admits to having no maternal instinct and wants nothing to do with the baby.

Here’s where it gets messy. Aleksi finally decides to break his silence on the matter and announces via Instagram that he will be a father and raise his son on his own. He does his best to tell his side of the story without dragging Laila down. But she takes it personally and goes on the radio to try to attack Aleksi, feeling like she’s being treated like a villain and a bad person for giving up her child. She feels like she’s being “exposed” in thinking that Aleksi publicly acknowledging their son’s existence would ruin her career, because she’d been trying everything possible to cover it up. It becomes a major feud between her and her team, and Aleksi and the BC team, but more industry people can back him up as a stand-up guy than they can come to her defense. She nearly ends up having Noah prematurely, and yet Aleksi still shows up in support, more so for their son than for her. When Noah is born months later, she refuses to hold him and immediately cuts off all contact with Aleksi. 

Aleksi raises Noah alone and learns to support his son when he’s later diagnosed on the autism spectrum. Noah is semi-verbal and partially communicates with sign language. He uses sign in situations when he meets a stranger, and Aleksi respects his intuition when someone makes him uncomfortable. Noah has separation anxiety from losing his mom at a young age, so Aleksi refuses to date for years because he doesn’t want to bring a revolving door of strangers around him. But then he meets Hanna, who makes an almost instant connection with him. He’s hesitant to make a decision about a long-term relationship with her until he sees how well she works with Noah. She’s one of the first people he opens up to - mostly because of her experience as a child psychologist - but the moment that seals the deal is when Noah calls her “mom” for the first time (in sign to his cousins). Fans and people he works with can’t help but notice that Aleksi is so much happier with Hanna than Laila. And as much as he would like to have a baby with her, he’s happy having Noah and wants to invest his energy into ensuring his happiness. But Hanna understands, because she’s an angel and only wants the best for her family.

[closedmadness]

𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒

summary: you’re a northsider, but an addam — part of the famous addams family. maybe that’s why you were different from all the northsiders in riverdale high, and sweet pea found himself falling for you as soon as he knew you aren’t like the others.

pairings: sweet pea x addams!male reader

warnings → fluff・reader being weird like the addams family・mention of disturbing things・swearing・reader being sassy?

the serpents entered through the doors of riverdale high, gathering too many attentions from the students as they approached the registration table veronica lodge had set.

everyone watched as she began to welcome the serpents with open arms while you just stood in the corner leaning on your locker reading a horror book. you probably stood out from the students as your type of clothing were rather dark and punk-like, and although many people found you disturbing you didn’t care. you were an Addams after all.

you kept reading your book until cheryl and her dog reggie appeared, disturbing your reading time annoyingly.

these two are the only people you can’t stand, simply because they’re too annoying and only the sound of their voices was enough for you to have an urge to chop off your head.

sighing deeply, you kept on reading your book despite the noise cheryl and reggie were making, a bunch of insults smoothly leaving their mouth like a vomit. seriously, it’s ridiculous how they’re going against people who can easily bring them down. the serpents aren’t called a gang for nothing.

your plan was to keep ignoring them and read your book in peace, but unfortunately that wasn’t what fate wanted for you. “yo, addams. come here.” reggie called out, moving his hand to gesture for you to approach them.

a deep sigh leaves your lips when you realized they won’t let you get away from them and just closed the book, adjusting the strap of your back pack before approaching them. you stopped just beside cheryl, your eyes traveling to look at the serpents one by one. though, only one serpent truly caught your attention — the one with dark raven hair and tall height.

“don’t you think they should get the hell out from our school?” reggie said, smirking with cheryl. “surely, a threat from the one and only (y/n) addams would tell them enough that this isn’t where they belong.”

you visibly rolled your eyes; they usually bullied you and made fun of you for being weird, but now they’re seeking help from you? no, that ain’t it.

besides, you actually feel fond of the serpents despite first time meeting. the color of their clothes made you happy, only because it mostly consisted of black. black is the color of happiness for you and your family.

“serpents should be back in their own nests.” reggie spat.

however, your attention remained on the tall serpent. “is that a tattoo?” you asked curiously, ignoring reggie and pointing at the tattoo on the tall serpent’s neck that you just caught sight of after studying him for a couple of seconds.

he raised his brows in slight surprise; why do you seem interested in his tattoo? That’s a first.

“Yeah, why?” he asked.

“it looks great on you.” you complimented, causing everyone to look at you in surprise. “i’ve always wanted to get a tattoo, like the tattoo of a beheaded man holding his head.” you told him still staring at the serpent tattoo on his neck. he couldn’t help but snort at your choice.

“are you fucking serious?” reggie asked you ridiculously, looking at you as if you were some kind of a crazy person.

“i’m just speaking the truth.” you said without looking at him, proceeding to raise your fingers to touch the man’s tattoo. he tensed at first, but relaxed soon in your touch.

cheryl scoffed, “you’re ridiculous.”

you dropped your hand on your side and looked at her, “whatever. i don’t mind them staying here as long as they wear black. this school lacks of darkness, the only thing i see are pastels and a ridiculous redness of your clothes.” she gasped inaudibly at that. “i like red, it’s the color of blood. but every time you wear it, it gives me the urge to chop my head off. better wear more black like this serpents.” you said, pointing to the serpents, who were now smiling at you.

she clenched her jaw, “i’d rather die than wear the same color of clothes as this ragamuffins.” and stepped closer to you threateningly.

you tilted your head to the side a bit, “that can be arranged.” the seriousness in your voice made reggie quickly pull her back, knowing full well that you’re capable of doing it.

you slashed his wrist with a knife once after all. who said you can’t arrange cheryl’s death?

“(y/n), the southside are our enemies, not us.” reggie said with a warning tone, making the serpents let out a scoff, the tall male’s being the loudest.

you rolled your eyes, “i couldn’t care less about that northside-southside shit, you’re just making up an excuse to be a dick to somebody.” the tall male smirked. “besides, i doubt they’re gonna cause a trouble. snakes don’t really bite unless provoked.” you said, shrugging.

reggie glared, “this only means you’re betraying us.”

“i was never been on your side, mantle. though, maybe it’ll be possible if you just hand me your head so I can play with it.”

“not gonna happen.” he spat.

“right, ‘cause you’re too narcisstic to hand someone your head over.” few chuckles errupted from the serpents which made you smirk.

“anyway, good luck with kicking them out. i doubt you’ll be able to find a way with your fetus brain, but hey, trying isn’t bad.” you said rather cheerfully with a mixture of sarcasm before patting him on the shoulder and walking back to your previous place to continue the book you were reading.

“who knew he was going to defend us rather than siding with you who called him?” you heard the tall serpent say, causing you to chuckle at yourself quietly and a laughter to errupt from the serpents.

after that, well, you didn’t hear the rest of their conversation because you were pretty much focused on the book you were reading. though, you felt the tall serpent looking at you every once in a while, as if waiting for their commotion to end so he could approach you. and indeed, he approached you as soon as their commotion finished.

he placed one hand on the locker beside your head, trapping you between him and the locker but not completely. “hey, goth prince.” he greeted you flirtatiously with a smirk.

you looked up from your book and smirked as soon as your eyes met with his, closing the book to focus your attention on him. his nickname for you was so ordinary yet special. at least that’s how it sounded to you.

“what do i owe you the pleasure of, serpent king?”

he raised his brows at the nickname, “you think i’m a king?”

“well, you seem a lot like a king to me because of your tall height and intimidating feature.” you shrugged. “what do you want, though? usually people would avoid me because of how weird i am.”

“i like your weirdness, though.” he said, shrugging casually. a small smile appeared on your lips. “i’m Sweet Pea.” he introduced, moving to get beside you and leaning his body on the locker.

“that’s a strangely sweet name for a tough looking serpent like you.” you chuckled softly. “(y/n) addams, but i suppose you already know that.”

“yeah.” he chuckled. “that was a first. a northsider defending the southside.”

“i didn’t defend you, i was just being honest. this feud is getting annoying, insults being thrown here and there, why don’t you just quit with the insults and kill one another to end it instead?” the last sentence came out as a statement instead of a question.

sweet pea laughed, “you sound homicidal.”

you shrugged, “i am. everybody is. the only difference is that i’m not afraid to show it while they’re hiding it and pretending to be a normal, perfect people.” sweet pea nods his head as he mentally agreed with you.

silence took over as he studied you, taking your features in. he noticed your skin looking paler than normal, but the color of your lips still had a sign of life. your (h/c) hair fell graciously on some part of your forehead, adding more good looks on your already good-looking face. your (e/c) had a sense of darkness in them, refusing to hide and mixing with a little light. sometimes, emotions can be visible in your eyes, but it’s hard to read what emotion it is unless someone focuses on them. dark clothes fits you well and he figured it’s probably the only thing that suits you perfectly, since he can’t imagine you ever wearing light clothes.

“you seem to be enjoying the view, chéri.” your amused yet loving voice snapped him out of his daze and his cheeks flushed red, blushing at the fact that he was caught and also the fact that you called him darling.

yes, he understood french, even when he doesn’t look like he does.

he cleared his throat, “yeah... uh, right, i should probably stop staring.” he stumbled over his words and you chuckled softly.

“oh, don’t be embarrassed, chéri. i do love your attention.” you stated with a smile.

sweet pea smirked at that, starting to feel more confident with himself. now that he knows you’re loving his attention, he wouldn’t let this opportunity slip away from his fingers. he had to ask you out, he has to make you his. he decided that the moment you didn’t side with reggie and cheryl.

“so, prince...” he started, slightly leaning his head closer to you. “want to go to pop’s with me?”

you raised your brows, “are you asking me out on a date?”

“what if i am?” he smirked.

“maybe i’m going, maybe not.” you shrugged and laughed after seeing the smirk on his face slowly disappear. “i’m just joking, mon cher. yes, i want to go on a date with you.” you said with a large smile that no one has ever seen before.

a grin broke out of his lips, pure joy crossing his face. “great. you alright with after school?”

nodding, “yes, of course. but...” you trailed off, making him confused. you pointed your thumb at the side where your brother and sister stood. “you have to deal with them first.”

sweet pea looked at where you pointed and saw your two siblings — wednesday and pugsley — staring at him curiously, before he groaned, but a small smile plastered his face.

he wouldn’t mind dealing with your siblings if it meant he can go on a date with you.

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[cottoncandyjester]

Happy birthday Zeke 💚

I swear I’m just excited for this solely cause I’m also Afro-latino and this is basically how every birthday party is for my family

And of course this will have a dark tone at the end cause this is Zeke we are talking bout

When Zeke told you his family were having a small get together for his birthday at his parent’s house you were honestly pretty nervous since you never met his parents before this but you figured it will be a small thing so there isn’t too much to worry about.

When you got there it was a lot of people, like a lot. You could hear the music playing from the driveway, loud reggaeton playing and you felt even more nervous not wanting to stand out or anything like that. You went to the backyard where the party was and sighed in relief at the sight of your boyfriend

Zeke was sitting drinking beer before he eyes flickered over to you a grin on his face

“Y/n! You’re late you got lost?” Zeke teased out with a smile as he got up walking over and giving you a quick kiss on the lips smiling at you clearly happy to have a party and be around family. “I’m so glad you’re here, honestly getting along with my folks is super important to me.” This made you about 100x more nervous to meet his family but you tried to shake it off but Zeke knew you pretty well.

The male grabbed your hand holding you from behind “deja de preocuparte” he purred put in your ear before letting go chuckling slyly at your flushed face. He finished the bottle before throwing it out and holding your hand. He pulled you into the house where it was a bit quieter now guiding you to the kitchen where his father and mother were together getting the cake ready

“este es mi amor” he told them watching how nervous you looked. His mother was a dark skinned woman with beautiful dreads that had coloring beads in it, she gave you a hard stare before suddenly hugging you. “You’re the one he’s always talking about! Bout time he stopped being such a whore! Welcome to the family sweetie ”

“Mom!” Zeke hissed out feeling absolutely embarrassed. His father wasn’t any better patting his back with a grin “I like this one better than the last ones! Especially that boy you kept bringing over thinking we didn’t know”

“Prince isn’t that bad dad- know what Okay! Conversation over! Come on! Let’s go y/n!” Zeke groaned out pulling you along towards a different part of the house face flushed. “Sooo, you were a man whore? Wow Zeke.” You teased making him roll his eyes

“Don’t wanna hear it. Come on my brother wants to meet you” he said as he guided you to a room and opened the door. The room had a huge fake tree in the center and honestly that wasn’t the weirdest thing about it

The entire room was very mixing of aesthetics from punk band posters to a pastel bed and fairy lights to kid core stickers scattered about the wall. “Looks like a kid with adhd decorated” you mumbled out making Zeke chuckled

“Yeah cause someone did”

With that someone poked their head out of the leaves hanging upside down from the tree. A boy with curly hair and vitiligo poked out his eyes being two different colors one being green and one being brown. “Big Z!” The boy cheered out swinging back and forth from the fake tree branch.

“Little teo, this is y/n. Y/n this is my very immature 18 year old brother Mateo” Zeke explained and Mateo tilted his head to the side giving you a long stare before flashing a smile “ever been with younger guys? I may seem like a handful but I’m really good with my mouth!” He teased only for Zeke to yank him out the tree causing him to fall

“Shut the fuck up before I beat your ass myself” Zeke joked with a grin as the boy rubbed his head with a pout “don’t be so rough with me! I’m a fragile boy!” Mateo whined causing Zeke to roll his eyes.

“Stop being in your room sleeping come out to the party” Zeke said before guiding you out. “So, what you think?” He asked you clearly nervous about your reaction. You gave him a smile “your family is great! Really welcoming!” You cheered out.

Zeke relaxed now eager to have a good time with you, he took you back out to the backyard where the party was the music making him far more excited, something about good music made him wanna dance.

“Come on let’s dance! I won’t accept no for an answer plus this is a perfect way to get you to grind on me” he purred out guiding you to the dance floor. Zeke’s style of dancing with you was pure grinding, his hand on your hips as he guided you against his body your bodies close and personal as he held you from behind going along to the music.

He even started to sing in Spanish in your ear smirking at how flustered it made you. “So, how about we find a quiet place where we can have even more fu-” he was cut off by his parents bring out the cake..damn it.

Wasn’t long til he was surrounded by family cheering him on, Zeke never looked happier he truly loved being surrounded by loved ones he was beaming from ear to ear at all the cheesy embarrassing things they said.

When he blew out the candles everyone cheered. “ what did you wish for papi?” His mother asked and Zeke glanced your way before giving a wink. “I wished for kids” he teased earning his mom to hit his arm making him laugh.

The rest of the party was a lot of salsa dancing and laughs, he definitely had fun..at least until it became 2 in the morning and cops came cause of the noise complaints. Then everyone had to go home, as you two walked to the car Zeke held your hand humming happily.

“You’re giddy” you teased making him chuckle

“It’s been a while since I seen my family like that, you didn’t notice cause my folks hide it well but before then me and my parents didn’t speak for a while. My whole family hated me for a while”

You paused now looking at him curiously and with an amused smile “what did you do? Rob a bank?” You joked making him smile as he opened the car door for you “nah. Nothing like stealing or whatever, but it was bad..they finally just forgave me” he said softly now getting in the car.

“I killed someone”

You tensed up at his eyes seeing his serious gaze before he grinned kissing your cheek laughing. “I’m kidding! Jeez relax baby!” He said with a laugh as he started the car and started to go home making you relax though you didn’t like the ways his eyes darkened at that joke.

Whatever...it was weird.

[thewatermelloncat]

Backstage (Rosénali CH 5)

CH1, CH2, CH3, CH4

Summary: With rehearsals for the school production underway, family matters come into play. Maybe Denali says something that she shouldn’t.

Boarding School AU

Kinda Pastel/Punk AU

Author’s Note: Be on the look out for links to extra stories within the chapters.

Warnings: None

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Circus.

That was the word on everyone’s mind after the theme for the school production had been announced.

The few short weeks before term break had been chaotic, masses of auditions and call backs following only days after the release of the script. And then it had all faded into nothing as the break rolled around and people moved off home to spend time with their families. Though the nerves of what part they would get still stuck with them.

There was only so much playing video games could do to distract Denali from worrying over her future placement in the cast. And having not gone home for the break, Rosé threw herself into picking up extra shifts at the diner. Trying to avoid the lonely hallways of the empty school where her mind would quickly play over all the things she could have done better in her audition.

Still, they found solace in texting each other most days. Sometimes sending a distress signal through the line when they got too in their head about their auditions, in turn for the other would reassure them that it would all be fine in the end. And that was enough to tie them through until the last day of term break.

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Denali and Mik’s room is a mess of unorganised clothes and partially empty suitcases as the two of them are helped by Rosé in unpacking.

“Denali, you have too many pairs of socks” Rosé states as she shoves a draw full of them closed.

“It’s getting close to winter, what happens if I need to double up?” Denali defends before the door to the room is thrown open.

“Casting list is up!” Liv bursts into the room.

Almost immediately Denali and Mik who had been crouched by their suitcases are on their feet.

“Have you looked yet?” Denali asks.

“No, came to get you guys first.”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Mik prompts before abandoning task and rushing them out the door.

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The whole surrounding is crowded, a mix of people jumping in excitement and a few pissed off faces. Gradually the four of them make their way closer to the sheet hung on the noticeboard.

“I got it!” Denali exclaims as she jumps back to the group through the crowd in victory. Having ducked under a few arms to see the sheet: finding her name listed as part of the main dance troupe and next to the roller-skate solo.

“Gorge, of course you got the solo” Mik says. “You’re basically the only one who can stand up in skates.”

“No one would even come close to you” Liv agrees as she follows Mik further through the crowd.

Rosé smiles at Denali from next to her but doesn’t make to follow the other two.

“What’s wrong? You not wanna know what you got?” Denali asks her.

“Nervous” is all Rosé says.

“Come on” Denali nods her head to the papers on the board and takes Rosé by the hand. “I’ll check with you.”

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Denali doesn’t let go of Rosé’s hand as they search for her name. After a few tense seconds Rosé sighs in relief and takes a small step back. Soon afterward Denali finds her name listed next to the lead role as the ringleader.

“Congratulations” Denali squeezes her hand and smiles up at her.

Rosé breathes deeply before she smiles and squeezes Denali’s hand back.

“That’s two years in a row, girl!” Mik exclaims after finding Rosé’s name.

“What about you?” Rosé asks.

“I don’t know, I haven’t found it yet” Mik says.

“Hold on, I’ll help” Denali says, letting go of Rosé’s hand and joining Mik in regaining her search.

While scouring the list of names, Denali overhears Rosé talking to Olivia.

“Hey, I’m sorry” Rosé says as she steps closer to her. “I know you really wanted that part.”

“Everyone wanted that part” Liv reminds her. “But congratulations, you deserve it. Your audition was killer.”

Rosé smirks as she leans down closer to her ear. “You can always pull some showgirl shit and throw some marbles – you’re pretty much my understudy.”

Liv laughs and for a moment the jealousy she feels disappears. “I’ll just show you up on stage.”

“Bring it” Rosé nudges her with an elbow. “I love some competition.”

Liv opens her mouth to respond but is cut off by Mik’s exclamation.

“Yes! I get to be a clown!”

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“I’m so glad I don’t have to memorise any lines” Denali says picking up the script from Rosé’s desk.

“Haha” Rosé drones sarcastically, half asleep from on top of her bed.

Denali flips through a couple of pages. “How far have you gotten?”

Rosé hums as she tries to properly calculate the percentage but gives up and instead answers, “most of it.”

“I confess, I had my doubts… But this is a triumph. Well done ma’am” Denali prompts her with a line from the script. Playing up a proper voice, teasingly.

“Shut up” Rosé groans throwing a pair of balled up socks at her shoulder. “Wake me up in half an hour if my alarm doesn’t go off” she says hitting a button on her phone before rolling over to face the wall.

Denali smiles as she picks up the socks that had fallen to the floor. She knows better than to throw them back at Rosé, lest she wake her up more when she needs to sleep.

The school had thrown them all into rehearsals as soon as the casting list had been put up, and they’d been thrown in hard. None harder than Rosé in her leading role. Add onto her hectic school schedule with night shifts at the diner, and she’s been nearly falling asleep in every one of her classes for the last week. Still, she manages to make it work though Denali has no idea how she does it.

Almost within seconds Rosé’s breathing evens out as sleep takes her, and Denali quietly stands from the chair to put the socks back on her set of draws. Internally wincing as the chair creaks when she sits back down in it but Rosé doesn’t even stir.

Denali smiles again, this time at the peacefulness of the room. Much the opposite of her own now days with Mik having been put in charge of the make up for the production. Since then, she’s taken to hanging out in Rosé’s room more often now that her own was littered with eyeshadow pallets and make up brushes on almost every surface.

With nothing much to occupy her time, she picks up the script again and reads through it. Skimming over the notes Rosé has written in neat cursive in the margins, and feeling a swelling of pride at the stage directions for her dance numbers.

Her finger traces over Mik’s sole line she has in the script – one that she always jokes that she’ll forget – when the buzzing of an alarm goes off.

“Hey, no!” she warns pointedly, seeing Rosé’s arm move out blindly to whack snooze.

“Five more minutes” Rosé groans into her pillow.

“No” Denali says as she moves over to the bed. “Anything longer than 30 minutes just makes it worse.”

She shakes once at Rosé’s shoulder, earning an exaggerated groan, but it works as Rosé pushes herself up with a yawn. As she stretches out her arms Denali turns around to grab her hairbrush to throw to her.

Rosé misses catching it but it falls on her lap before she picks it up, flashing Denali half a smile as she untangles her hair.

“How late are you working tonight?”

Rosé scrunches her nose in a contemplative manner. “Got a double shift, so probably get back at 1:00 or 2:00.”

“Shit, Rosie” Denali sighs.

Rosé hums dismissively as she puts down her hairbrush and moves over to pack her uniform. “But then I don’t work again until the weekend, so…” she trails off as she zips up her bag and grabs her shoes from the floor.

“Hey, uh… they’re giving the tickets out to us tomorrow” Denali hesitantly changes the subject to one she’d been thinking over for a while. “Are you going to invite your parents?”

Rosé freezes as she sits on her bed, her expression going blank as her shoes drop to the floor. “Haven’t thought about it” she says a few seconds later, moving to shove her feet into her shoes like she hadn’t frozen in the first place.

“Do you think you will?”

This time it takes even longer for Rosé to reply, and she tightens her shoelaces a little too aggressively. “I don’t know.”

Denali picks up on the hint but for a reason beyond her, she ignores it. “I think it would be nice for them to see what you’re doing.”

Though the words were spoken innocently, they still sting slightly at something inside Rosé and she holds her breath for a second, waiting to ride the feeling out.

“I’ll think about it” rosé dismisses a little irritably as she stands and shoulders her bag, before making the excuse. “I have to go.”

And she does. Leaving Denali standing in an empty room trying to forget how the door had slammed on her way out.

CH6

[pit-and-the-pen]

Don't Underestimate Me (Chapter 3)

A slightly longer update to make up for the tiny one a few days ago. Plus I got sucked into this and would have finished it last night but it was already 4 and I had a decent amount to wrap up.

We finally get to see Skylar and Fred together and boy is it cheesy. I make no apologies.

Warnings: Fluff

word count: 5.4k 

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The Art of Dancing in The Rain 

“Alright I think that’s enough for today.” Fred bellows over the crowd. A couple people groaned at his words. “Oh save it” He laughs as he starts to take off his gear. George starts to help clear the training gear from the rink. Pushing the dummies back into their holding cell. 

“What do you think of them?” George asks as he leans against the cage. 

“Of who?” Fred asks. 

“Prospective troops. Find one you trust yet?” Fred just shakes his head. 

“But the tournament hasn’t really started yet. This is just training.” George claps a hand on his brother's shoulder. 

“One will show eventually.” They both sigh. 

“Not that we have a choice.” 

The two finish cleaning up in silence. 

“Well that’s all done. Want to walk back up?” George asks, brushing the dirt on his hands onto his pants.

“You go. There’s someone I’m hoping to bump into.” Fred ruffles his hair. 

“Does this someone have a name?” He says with a wink, jabbing an elbow into this twin's side and grabbing him around the shoulders.

“Abigail.” George whistles. 

“That’s a new one for sure.” He looks around a few times. “Well have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” 

“That’s quite a small list.” They both laugh before George gives him a wave and starts to head back up to the royal families part of the castle. Fred looks back before heading up to the main part of the estate. 

“Funny running into you again.” Fred says to the girl running around the corner. She freezes, stumbling slightly at the change of speed,  and gives him a look so frightened it's almost laughable. After a few heavy moments she seems to remember herself and straightens up, fidgeting with one of the frills on her dress. 

‘Is that..” He points to the girl in front of him. “One of Ginny’s old dresses?” He has to fight back a laugh. She looks out of place in it, the dress an ugly pastel blue that doesn’t suit her at all. She just nods her head. 

“Apparently I didn’t have good enough clothes for the palace and Minerva found something that fit.” She ruffles the garment again. “And now I look like a little girl.” She shrugs and Fred can’t help but laugh. A full body laugh that makes the corners of her mouth turn up in spite of herself. “I’m gonna ignore the fact that you're laughing at me because I did too when I saw it.” She chuckles softly at her own joke. 

“As much as I love these run-ins. I am late for a meeting.” Abigail mutters before giving a low bow. Fred chuckles again at her small mix up and gives her a small curtsey. 

“See you around.” He says as she starts to walk past him. 

“Seems like it.” She calls over her shoulder. A small part of Fred can’t help but help a small part of him that hopes he sees her a lot more. He walks back to his room with a little more swing in his step. 

As the door clicked closed the small chatter in the room died down. She immediately felt multiple sets of eyes on her, she felt her cheeks heat up.  

“Ah! Abigail!” Fleur's voice calls from one of the chairs in the room. The blonde girl pats the chair directly next to her. Shaking off the nervousness, Skylar slowly walks further into the room. The stares seemed to have died off slightly at Fleur's greeting, small chatter started to pick up in the room again echoing off the high ceilings. 

When Skylar sits down she is greeted by a hand sticking out. She notices the girl, a halo of curly brown hair almost the color of her skin. She has warm friendly eyes. 

“Hermione Granger. Pleasure” She says as Skylar takes her hand. 

“Abigail Green.” The name still feels uncomfortable in her throat. 

“I haven’t seen you around the castle before, are you from around here?” Hermione asks. Skylar just shakes her head. 

“I was invited for the ball, I think. Why I couldn’t tell you.” She gives an awkward laugh at the small joke. “But when the royal family sends you a letter.” Hermione chuckles and nods. 

“Well you must have gone to some important school to be on the royal families radar?” She looks her up and down. “Not Hogwarts, obviously, I would have noticed you around.” It’s like you could see the light bulb go off in her head. “Oh, Fleur.” 

“Unfortunately no. I’m from a small village right outside the kingdom.” Skylar says with a shrug. Hermione seems to be a tiny bit dejected. “But my father was a trainer for dueling so that might have something to do with it?” She quickly adds when she sees the girls face fall ever so slightly. 

“Ah yes of course. I think I remember reading something about the Greens in a book somewhere..” She mutters mostly to herself.  

“All right stop hogging the new girl.” Another girl from across the room calls out to Hermione with a smile. 

In a matter of moments she is shaking hands with all of the girls in the room, names and backgrounds being thrown around. Honestly, it’s making Skylars head spin trying to match the name to the face, the face to the voice, and the random bits of information on top of that. 

Spending time with all the ladies was a quick way to spend an afternoon but it was draining. If it came down to a day of training with Mace, she wasn’t really sure which one she would prefer. 

It became time for the girls to go to their individual activities and lessons which ended up leaving Skylar in the room with just Fleur and Hermione, eventually the two girls do have to excuse themselves and it’s Skylar in the room, holding the book that Hermione had loaned her to read. 

When she looks at the clock it’s still fairly early in the day, barely past morning. The benefit of getting up before the sun to have to train. There's still so much of the day left for anything. She sits and opens the book before hearing someone open the door. 

She looks up from the page she’s reading and is greeted by the smile facing of Prince Fred. 

“What a surprise seeing you here.” She says glancing up. 

“Oh in my own castle.” He shoots back. 

“No in this room.” She laughs. “It’s a big castle and what are the odds?” With that she closes the book. “If I didn’t know any better I would say you were looking for me?” 

“Looking for you? Why would I do that?” 

She shrugs. “You tell me.” 

“Walk with me?” Fred says, still standing in the door. 

She puts the book in her lap and looks at him, examining for a moment. 

“I have nothing better to do. Why not.” She stands up and bows to him. Fred curtsies again. Laughing at what seems to be their new joke. She walks over to the door and he gestures for her to lead the way. 

They walk in silence for a while. Both just basking in the silence. It was a comfortable silence. One that didn’t really need to be filled. They walk down the hall until they get to a split in the hallway. 

“My room is that way.” She points towards the left. Fred nods. 

“Mine that way.” Pointing the other way. She nods

“Well then I won't take up any more of your time.” She bowed one last time

As she starts to walk away Fred feels the words come out before he can stop them

“Do you want to go on a walk of the gardens?” He quickly puts his hand over his mouth, like he can catch the words after they came out of his mouth. She turns around slowly, like she doesn’t believe her ears. 

“I beg your pardon? I think I might have something wrong with my ears.” She says, cupping around one of her ears. A playful smile hinting on her face. He clears his throat and takes a deep breath. 

“Well I’ve noticed you always going from one meeting to the next and I don’t think you’ve actually gotten to see how beautiful the um..” He clears his throat again. “The grounds are. So who better to show you the castle than a royal.” 

“Do you give all the new girls the royal tour.” She says as she crosses her arms, leaning against the wall. The smile is still hinting on her face. 

Fred decided to take the bait. “Well only the pretty ones of course.” He instantly feels the tips of his ears heat up. 

“Oh and am I one of the pretty ones now?” The sound of her giggles comforts him. 

“Well….” He drags out the word before sucking his teeth. “the amount of new girls is pretty limited around here so I guess by default.” 

“Wow.” She says pushing herself off the wall. “You really do know how to flatter a girl. Consider me won over.” She dramatically puts her hand over her heart and pretends to swoon. 

“I’ll take that as a yes then?”

“It’s not a no.” She sticks her head up in the air. Fred laughs and lightly holds his hand in front of hers. Softly she looks down and she seems to hesitate for a second before placing her palm against his. Without thinking against it he ducks if head down and gives her a small kiss on the hand. 

“Please. I’d like to show you around Abigail.” His voice is soft, like talking to a cornered animal. What am I doing? His inner voice is screaming at him but right now he’s acting on instinct. She takes her hand back just as slow as she gave it. Her eyes seemed to linger on the spot where his lips touched. 

“Alright, enough showing off your majesty.” Her voice sounds a little dazed. 

“Is it still ‘not a no’?” He says, raising an eyebrow to her. 

“If it’ll get you out of my hair then sure. Why not?” She raises her hand in a slight surrender. 

“But, if I may speak so frankly, you should go freshen up. You stink.” She pinches her nose to emphasize her words. He can’t help but laugh but also knows she’s probably not wrong. 

“Well if that’s what the lady wants.” He gives her a small bow, “I’ll meet you here in, let's say an hour?” He asks.

She nods. Fred notices how she’s biting her lip to keep her smile in. 

“Then I guess I’ll see you in an hour. Now shoo” She waves him off before walking away. He can’t help to notice the same small bounce he normally gets after talking to you. He looks at her retreating figure until she turns the corner and goes out of sight. 

The moment she is out of his sight, she pulls up the bottom of her dress and starts to sprint down the hall. Running down to the apartments. She gets to the outside of Fleur's door, out of breath. After taking a few seconds to compose herself, she raps on the door a few times. 

“Fleur it’s Abigail. Please?” She says after a few seconds of no response. 

“One moment!” She yells through the door. Skylar hears some rustling around and swears she hears another voice. After a few more beats, Fleur opens the door. 

“Um..I’m sorry if I’m interrupting..” She looks at Fleur's face and the slight smug of her lipstick. “Something. But I need a favor?” 

She raises an eyebrow. Skylar groans and looks at the ceiling. “Look, don’t make a big deal out of it but i have a da..” She sighs. “I have a..” 

“A what?” Fleur seems more intrigued now, smiling. 

“A date.” she squeals out. Putting her hand over her eyes like a school aged girl. 

“Oh you should have led with that!” She squeals back and grabs her hand, pulling her into her apartment. 

“You’re not planning on wearing that?” Fleur questions while looking her up and down. 

“What’s wrong with it?” She ruffles the skirt and looks down. 

“It’s beautiful but wearing a little girls dress on a date isn’t the smartest move.” Fleur laughs at the look that crosses her face. 

“Never thought of it that way.” 

“And that’s why you came to me for help. I’ll grab you something. Sit.” She barks and points to a stool in front of a mirror. 

A few minutes pass and Fleur comes back in the room with a dress folded over her arm. 

“I think this color will look amazing on you.” She tosses it to the girl sitting down and she stumbles to catch it. 

She stands up to try to unbutton the dress she is currently wearing. She struggles to get one open and Fleur rolls her eyes and huffs. 

“You really are useless.” She laughs and walks over to help her get into the dress. “Ah you won't be needing this. Most dresses from France have them built in now.” Fleur says tapping on the back of the corset Skylar is wearing. 

“Thank Merlin. I hate this thing.” She sighs out as Fleur unlaces it and slides it over her head. The dress quickly replaces it and Fleur makes quick work of the laces. 

“There.” She says as she does the last button on the back. Skylar takes a glimpse into the mirror and almost doesn’t recognize herself. The dress gives her more shape than she has ever seen herself have. Cutting into her hips at just the right places and the panel in the front gives the illusion that a hand might be able to wrap around her waist. She notices her chest sticking out just a little bit more than she’s used to and tries to pull it up to give her a little more modesty. 

“Leave it.” She says casually, at the look she gets from skylar she laughs. “Give him something to dream over.” Skylar looks offended at the comment. 

“I doubt anyone will be dreaming over me but I take your word.” Skylar mutters with an uncomfortable laugh. 

“Sweetie, look at yourself.” She comes up behind the girl and straightens her shoulders back. “You’ll do just fine. You just need some confidence. And while I’m talented, that’s something only you can give yourself.” Fleur gives her a small smile. “And if you can’t do that. Hold your head high, if you trick them you can sometimes trick yourself along that way.” She sighs and shakes her head. 

Skylar turns around and looks the girl in the eye before throwing her arms around her middle. 

“Thank you so much! I owe you.” She whispers to the girl. Thanking her for the dress and for the kind words. 

“Oh don’t think I forgot about our little agreement. But for now, go.” She holds her at arm's length. 

“Oh and I never asked but who is the lucky man?” She raises an eyebrow. 

“Don’t freak out,” She takes a deep breath and tries to swallow the smile that crosses her face at the thought. “Prince Fred.” Fleur's eyes go wide. 

“You’re kidding me!” She says in a high pitch voice. “Here for two days and you already have caught the eye of a Prince and you have the nerve to think you aren’t pretty.” Fleur gives Skylar’s shoulder a little playful shove. 

“You must have something, Fred normally keeps to himself.” A deep voice from Fleur’s room calls. Skylar looks over to the source of the voice and she can’t figure out if she should freeze or bow. She starts to kneel down but a laugh stops her. 

“Absolutely not.” Bill chuckles out. 

Skylar looks over to Fleur who is staring at King Bill like he is the last star in the sky. 

“I see we have more to talk about but I’ll leave you two back to yourselves.” She says to Fleur with a small smirk. Bill laughs again before retreating back into the room. 

“The king?” Skylar mouths to Fleur who only gives her a big smile and a simple shrug that says “can you blame me?” 

“Good luck.” Fleur says to her in a friendly tone, her mind seeming to be elsewhere. 

“Thank you again Fleur.” Skylar whispers as she walks to the door. 

Looking at the large clock on the wall Skylar realizes she is about ten minutes early. 

“Someone looks eager.” A voice says from seemingly nowhere, making Skylar jump. 

“Merlin, you scared me!” She says putting her hand against her chest. Skylar takes a second to recover before falling right into their normal banter. 

“I could accuse you of the same thing.” She laughs. To which, he just rolls his eyes. 

“Come on, I’m dying to see what’s so special about the garden that I would require a first hand tour of it.” Skylar says eagerly, holding her arm out. Fred chuckles again at the slight role reversal. He wraps his hand loosely around her extended arm and they head to the door arm in arm. 

The hedges alone were enough to take away Skylars breath. All meticulously groomed into twists and turns. Making the whole border along the walkway look like waves following along besides them. Skylar was pleasantly surprised to see moss and vines wrapping themselves into the hedges, making them look like they could have actually grown that way. The diversity gave it a certain magic that reminded Skylar of their tiny overgrown garden that her mother used to tend to. It’s a warm homey feeling. They follow the path of randomly placed paving stones that seem to sparkle under the sunlight, what little still hangs in the air as clouds start to swirl in the air. Fred seemed to not notice how the air had gotten the slight heaviness that tells rain is on it’s way in. Not wanting to ruin their nice walk, she decides to not point it out. They just walk, seeming to have no destination set. That is until they get to a clearing with a gazebo. 

The smell is the first thing she notices, which is shocking considering the amount of color that the area has. Never in all of her life had Skylar seen this many flowers. It looked like a scene from out of a story book she would read when she was younger. So many different colors and smells. Hydrangeas in various colors lined where the bushes used to be like a little wall, wildflowers in beautiful pastel shades tickled the bottom of her dress, apparently this area didn’t get groomed like the rest of the grass and she was thankful for it. She noticed honeysuckle snaking its way up the one structure in this little clearing, making it seem like it belonged there just as much as the flowers themselves. 

“This is mums doing. She had the hydrangeas planted when Charlie was born. Then the roses with Bill.” He points over to the trees in the furthest corner. “The trees came for the rest of us. Apple for Percy, twin lilacs for George and I, willow for Ron, and an orange blossom for Ginny.” He laughs to himself. “My parents got married in this field when it only had the wildflowers, that’s when that was built.” He pointed to the shelter. “She wanted it to be a place to show how much we have grown as a family.” 

“It’s beautiful.” Skylar says reaching out to touch one of the large hydrangeas. Fred glances over to her. 

“That it is.” He walks over to the apple tree and plucks two from a low hanging branch. 

He calls over to Skylar, “Catch.” And he’s surprised when she does without a second thought. 

“Nice one.” He says, wiping off his own apple on his shirt. “Here let's keep walking. There’s a lot more to show you.” 

Skylar turns around and looks over him. “It’ll have to do a lot to top this place.” Fred just smiles and she joins him by his side, taking her arm again as they continue back to the path. 

The moment they do, a loud clap of thunder can be heard and that’s when the sky decides to open up and start to downpour on the two of them. The coldness of the rain against the warm temperature of the day makes Skylar shriek out. 

“Let’s go back inside!” Fred yells over the sound of the rain. Skylar just pulls on his arm, stilling them. 

“Come on you’ll get all muddy.” She keeps them frozen. Both getting drenched. 

“A little dirt never hurt anyone. Come on it’ll stop soon.” She laughs out, pulling on his arm so he spins. 

“You’re a strange one for sure.” Fred mutters to himself. Not really being bothered by the rain. An idea pops into Fred’s head when she sees her spin around him. He grabs the arm he formerly held, lighty, and pulls her close enough to wrap his hand around her waist. 

“This okay?” He says, hovering his hand an inch away from her waist, not wanting to assume he’d have permission. She gives him a sceptical look but nods her head anyways. He guides the hand that was still holding the apple to his shoulder and she drapes it across his back. 

He starts to waltz them around the grass, as best as he could with her clearly not knowing how to. “Here just let me lead.” He says when he notices her stiffness. 

“I’ve never danced before.” She says like she was confessing to a crime. 

“That’s why you follow me. It’s simple once you know what you’re doing.” Fred responds in the same tone. He gives her the same instructions his teacher gave him when he was learning to dance. Right, back, left, back and before he knew it they were dancing across the grass. He was so caught up in the moment he didn’t even notice the rain was starting to get lighter, before stopping altogether. He spins her around before grabbing her waist again and dips her down low to the ground. A few of her curls had sprung loose and just barely touched the grass. He pulled her back up with a bit too much force and she quickly grabbed onto his shoulder to stop herself from crashing against him. The apple that was in her hand goes flying across the lawn and he swears to himself. “Sorry about that.” He says before noticing just how close they are held together. He lets go of her waist and hand before muttering. “I’ll go grab that.”

With a swift curtsey to her he goes off to retrieve the lost apple. 

He finds it had rolled under a brush and grabs it quickly before jogging back over to Skylar. He gives a bow, holding the apple in his palm. When she goes to grab it, he snatches it away right before she makes contact with it. She groans. 

“Okay funny. Give it.” She giggles. A wonderful sound he deems in that moment. He holds it back out for her and the same thing, snatching it away at the last second so her hand grabs at air. Making both of them laugh this time. They do this a few more times.

“Fred. I’m not kidding, give it back!” She says through a fit of laughter. 

“Oh this little thing? Well if you want it so badly…” He trailed off before giving her a look, and just like that he took off. 

“Are you kidding me?” She shouts after him, before running to follow him. She struggles for a little bit, heels not agreeing with the soft grass after the rain. Luckily she didn’t lace them very tight and was able to slip them off pretty easily. With that she chucked the shoes, making a small mental note to grab those later to return to Fleur, hiked up the last few inches of her borrowed dress and started to really chase after Fred. Unfortunately, he already had a bit of a head start and was a good few inches taller. But Skylar spent years playing these types of games around the house. Granted, it had never been quite this much fun but the same principales still applied. 

Fred took a moment to slow down to look for her, expecting to hear her struggling and out of breath after chasing him. Before he knew it, he felt someone jump onto his back and a pair of arms wrapping under his shoulders. The surprise mixed with the slippery ground made him lose his footing, falling onto his back and something solid behind him. 

All he heard was a soft groan underneath him before he rolled onto his front, revealing a slightly frazzled looking Abigail. 

“Aren’t I supposed to be the one sweeping you off your feet?” Fred chuckled as he got himself up. Still laying on her back, Fred’s breath seemed to get caught in his throat just slightly. The chase had caused her cheeks to flush just a tad, and her hair framed her face in an unusual way as she stared up at the sky. 

“Need a hand?” He says, standing over her to offer her help up. Before he knew it, he felt his foot get kicked out from under him and he was laying opposite her on his back. 

He could hear her laughing up a storm as he processed what she had just done. He crawled over to besides her and joined her in looking up at the sky. The clouds had just started to part, letting a small amount of sunlight peak through the grey sky. 

“This is my favorite part of a storm.” She whispers before taking a deep breath. Her eyes close and Fred turns his head to look at her. He can’t help but wonder what's going on in her mind. To say she was unlike any girl he had never meant would be one, be the most cliche thing he had ever said, and twi, be wrong. She was so unlike anyone he had ever met before. Being around her was as comfortable as being around George. 

It took him a little bit to notice her eyes had opened up and she was studying him with the same curiosity he only guessed was on his own face. 

“What’s your favorite part?” He rasped, voice seeming to get stuck halfway in his throat. She smiles widely at him and his whole body melts at its warmth. 

“The smell. The way the clouds are still rolling across the sky, not exactly satisfied but content.” She takes a deep breath that makes her eyes crinkle up. “Just the way the whole world seems to be taking a collective breath and things seem okay for a moment.” 

“Cheesy.” He responds with a laugh. With that she sits up and scoffs at him. 

“I just give you the most poetic and mushy thing I think I’ve ever said and you dare pretend to not buy it.” She leans on her elbows, hair almost tickling the ground as she leans her head back to look at him. 

“Hey not my fault you don’t know you audience.” He lets his head fall back as he laughs at her hurt expression. After a few seconds of her not joining in, he notices her sitting still and intense look on her face. 

“Oh crap. Look I didn’t me..” 

“Ha” She bursts out. “Got’cha.” She finally laughs. “If I wanted someone to buy my sappy words I would tell it to the other ladies.” She gives him a tiny smile that she exhauerates by scrunching her nose up with it. 

They just sit in the grass for a while, saying a few things here and there. Simple questions with simple answers. It isn’t long until it starts to get a little chilly out and Abigail shutters at the drop in temperature. 

“It’s getting late, it’s probably almost dinner time. We should head back in.” He says, getting to his feet and brushing off the little bit of dirt before noticing the mud on his pants. 

He holds out a hand for Abigail, which she takes this time and he helps her to her feet. 

She looks down at her dress and groans. “Oh Fleur is going to kill me!” 

“Hey, a little dirt never hurt anyone.” Fred said with a smile at the earlier words spoken by the girl. She sticks her tongue out at him before returning the smile. 

The two walk back up to Skylars apartment, her hand wrapped around his arm. They swing back around to the place where she abandoned her shoes and sees them in better shape than her dress. 

They walk at a slightly slower pace, both seeming to not want to rush this part of the night. They finally get to the point where they are standing in front of her door and it’s time to say goodbye and go their separate ways for the night. 

The two just stand, looking at each other while they wait for the other to say something. For once, it’s a comfortable silence, like they are currently in their own little bubble and speaking would suddenly pop it and let the real world in. Not saying anything Fred takes her hand again and brings it up to his lips, looking her in the eye while doing so. 

Skylar suddenly feeling a little bit braver than she should, pulls her hand and him up to full height before twisting her hand and resting it against the side of his face. His skin is softer than she thought it would be, a slight bit of stubble could be felt starting to grow right against the skin of his lower cheek. She finds herself looking at his lips and Fred notices after a few seconds. His hand goes up to grab hers and he starts to pull her closer.

The door right in front of them swings open and that’s all it takes to pop whatever was left of their bubble. 

“Oh.” A surprised voice calls as the two snatch back their hands like a child caught in the cookie jar. Both of them are standing in front of a very surprised Minerva, both red as red can be. 

“There you are.” She looks Skylar up and down before clearing her throat. 

“I think I can handle it from here your majesty.” A while he is a whole head taller, she still manages to look down her nose at him with a stern face that tells him he is being dismissed. 

“Right.” His hand goes to his hair. “Goodnight.” 

“Night.” Is all the girl manages to say before she is pulled into her room by her forearm. 

George is sitting and waiting on the couch of their shared living room. 

“Well well, look who's back.” He says slinging one leg over the high back of the seat. Fred must still look a slight bit starstruck because when he sits down next to his brother he snaps his fingers in front of his face. “Merlin, what did she do to you mate, you look out of it.” 

Fred just rested his head in his hands. “I wish I could tell you.” He just sighs “Something feels right with her.” 

“I get it. Kinda. I guess.” George swings his leg back over, making Fred have to duck to avoid getting a foot to the head. “Just be careful. We’re about to be some deep shit soon.” 

“I know.” Fred groans. 

“I’m not saying don’t be happy obviously,” He holds his hands up in front of him. “Honestly, it’s good to see you so happy.” George nudges his brother. Who now seems to be lost in thought. “Come on, don’t get all broody. That’s my job.” Fred doesn’t really react. “I’’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything.” He takes a pause trying to think of how to save his brother's good mood. “Tell me about her.” That catches Fred off guard and he can tell by his expression but slowly that dreamy look comes back and he starts telling him all about her.

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🌸✨WILDFLOWER-APOLLO’S 300 FOLLOWERS SPECIAL✨🌸

LETS GET PERSONAL!

1. what’s your full name? 

No

2. when’s your birthday? 

November 26

3. what does your URL mean? 

I like psychology and I like thinking about crushes

4. who’s your celebrity crush? T

om Hiddleston

5. are you single or taken? 

Taken

6. rant. let it all out babe. 

Fuck jobs fuck capitalism 

7. are you named after anyone? 

My grandmother

8. do you have or want children? if so, how many? 

Possibly, if so then 2

9. do you relate to any fictional characters? 

Yeah, several. The ones that come to mind are Gatsby and Queen Regina

10. do you have any plants? 

Yes

11. what are you currently wearing? 

A jumper

12. describe your aesthetic in emojis. 

I’m on my laptop lol, not gonna try to do a survey on my phone

13. do you have any bad habits? 

Oh yes. Procrasting, instant gratification, being late, eating like crap, obsessing over stuff

14. what’s your sexuality? 

Mostly straight

15. what’s the last song you sang? 

Currently singing The Rose Song from HSMTMTS

16. what are your favorite colors? 

Pink, green, blue

17. are you and introvert, ambivert, or extrovert? 

Ambivert

18. describe your current mood in emojis. 

Again, laptop

19. is there anyone you’d do anything for? 

Probably not anything

20. what fascinates you? 

Random stuff, currently chemistry, music, crafts, and space

21. favorite artists? 

Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo

22. what outfit makes you feel confident? 

Fancy dresses

23. favorite flower? 

Idk

24. favorite season? 

Fall

25. favorite tv show/movie? 

TV show: Friends. Movie: Back to the Future

26. what do you like in a person?

Sense of humor, easy to talk to, common interests, attractive

27. least favorite color?

Idk maybe like muddy yellow

28. first crush?

Aidan in kindergarten

29. how long do you usually sleep?

When I don’t set an alarm, till like 1pm

30. what celebrity do people say you look like?

None really. I think I look like Lea Michele but I’m probably not that pretty

31. favorite scent?

Citrus

32. do you have/want any pets? if so, how many?

I don’t have any currently, I have had 4 cats and I want to get another cat

33. what color is your hair naturally? if you could dye it any color, what would it be?

Brown, I want to try a red ombre

34. do you have a good relationship with your parents?

Pretty good

35. do you take a yearly vacation?

No

36. what is your biggest fear?

Spiders

37. what do you wear to bed?

PJs or a nightgown

38. best memory?

Idk

39. best feeling you’ve ever experienced?

Probably when everyone liked my video or jokes, or when a crush likes me back

40. best gift you’ve ever received?

Half of the cost of my car

41. what’s your skincare routine?

Wash it once a day, rinse face twice a day, moisturize 

42. favorite book?

Harry Potter

43. favorite song?

All Too Well by Taylor Swift

44. favorite album?

It changes a lot, currently Sour by Olivia Rodrigo

45. share your playlist or a playlist you love!

Nah

46. dream destination?

I’d like to visit Ireland

47. best subject? favorite subject, least favorite?

Best was probably math, favorites were science and arts, least favorite was english

48. do you prefer baggy, loose, or tight clothes?

Semi-loose but with some form

49. punk or pastel?

Pastel

50. search your name + core on pinterest & make a moodboard!

Nah

51. if you could travel back to any time period, what would it be & why?

Medieval because i think it’s cool

52. do you have any piercings?

Just my ears

53. do you have any tattoos?

No

54. do you have any siblings?

No

55. are your parents together or divorced?

Divorced

56. do you have any stepparents or step-siblings?

No

57. are your parents strict?

My mom was kinda

58. do you have a set bedtime?

No lol

59. what state do you live in?

Colorado

60. what are your sun, moon, & rising signs?

Idk, I just know I’m a sagittarius

61. do you share any traits with your signs?

Idk, they’re pretty generic so that everyone feels like it describes them

62. what’s a song that gets you going?

Depends on my mood

63. sweet or sour?

Sweet

64. soft or hard tacos?

Idk, I don’t eat tacos too much

65. what color are your bedroom walls?

Pink and green

66. the color/design of your bedsheets?

Turquoise

67. favorite thing to drink out of?

A glass

68. socks or bare feet around the house?

Bare feet

69. favorite board game?

Lately Dead of Winter

70. favorite video games?

Among Us, Detroit Become Human

71. do you sleep with the fan on or off?

On

72. do you sing in the shower?

Yes

73. favorite song to belt at the top of your lungs when alone?

Satisfied from Hamilton

74. last thing you cried to?

Being stressed over job hunting

75. have you tried any alcoholic beverage before?

Yes

76. gum or breath mints?

Gum

77. favorite pair of shoes you own?

The pink wedges

78. how many pairs of shoes do you own?

Way too many, probably like 30 at least

79. what is the natural state of your hair?

A little wavy

80. have you had braces? if yes, how long?

Yes, for 4 years

81. makeup or natural?

Makeup

82. are you a competitive person?

I can be 

83. favorite pasta dish?

Pasta with cheese

84. favorite kind of chips?

Ruffles cheddar and sour cream

85. talk about something your passionate about!

Idk if I’m passionate abot anything

86. what are some of your hobbies?

Crafts, DnD, shopping

87. do you drink coffee? if so, how do you like it?

No

88. favorite kind of pizza?

White pizza with pineapple

89. favorite & least favorite labels that have been put on you?

Idk what labels have been put on me

90. are you religious?

No

91. were you raise religious?

Not really

92. what shoe size do you wear?

7.5-8

93. heroes or villains?

Depends on the character

94. favorite vegetable?

Corn

95. least favorite vegetable?

Broccoli probably

96. favorite dessert?

Chocolate

97. do you play any sports?

No

98. can you swim? if so, when did you learn how to?

Yes, when I was little

99. tell a funny story!

Idk

100. what job would you be terrible at?

Doctor or politician

101. what’s your favorite compliment to give?

Compliment their clothing or accessories

102. has your opinion changed on something recently?

I’m evaluating my opinion on how cautious I need to be for covid

103. favorite physical feature about yourself?

Maybe eyes

104. what’s your favorite physical feature about someone else?

I look most at faces

105. what’s something you would rate 10/10?

Galavant

106. heels or flats?

Heels

107. what’s something you had more knowledge about?

Does this mean wish you had? If so then chemistry

108. would you want to be famous?

I’d want to maybe be known by name but not by face

109. what’s something you would get arrested for?

Pirating TV shows

110. are you a planner or spontaneous person?

A mix

111. what do you hope never changes?

Being friends with my best friends

112. what are your pronouns?

She/her

113. are you a feminist?

For the most part

114. what’s your hogwarts house?

Hufflepuff

115. myers briggs personality type?

Idk, it changes every time

116. who’s your favorite superhero?

Idk maybe Thor

117. favorite villain?

Loki

118. marvel or dc?

Marvel

119. what’s an assumption everyone makes about you that’s not 100% true?

In school people thought I was bookish and didn’t care about parties or boys or that kind of stuff, and now that I’m out of school people think I’m ditzy and probably not that smart

120. favorite bands?

Taylor Swift

121. if you could meet one celebrity, who & why?

Taylor Swift because I like her music and I think we would get along

122. have you watched porn before?

A little

123. favorite disney movie?

Hercules, Aladdin, or Tangled

124. favorite disney princess?

Rapunzel

125. favorite disney prince?

Hercules or Aladdin

126. favorite disney couple?

Rapunzel and Eugene

127. star wars or star trek?

Star Wars

128. top five movies?

Back to the Future, Confessions of a Shopaholic, Timer, The Imitation Game, Tangled

129. top five songs?

All Too Well, In a Crowd of Thousands, Traitor, Me and the Sky, Satisfied

130. top five ships?

Idk. Currently I’m enjoying Gina and EJ from HSMTMTS

131. how gay are you?

Just a little bit, I have occasional crushes on girls but I don’t think I’d want to date a girl

132. scream. just let it out.

Ok

133. do you have a best friend?

Yeah

134. call or text?

text

135. what’s a song that’s been stuck in your head recently?

A lot of Olivia Rodrigo songs

136. is there a song stuck in your head right now?

Just the songs I’m listening to

137. what song(s) will you always love?

A lot of Taylor Swift and showtunes

138. what song is your current mood?

Idk, I just feel like singing

139. recommend an artist!

The girl who plays Ashlyn from HSMTMTS

140. favorite meme song?

They’re Taking the Hobbits to Isengard

141. a song you hate that everyone loves?

I Like It by Cardi B

142. an artist you refuse to listen to?

Most rappers

143. what’s you “big gay mood” song?

Idk, I Kissed a Girl?

144. favorite lyrics?

“You call me up again just to break me like a promise / So casually cruel in the name of being honest” from All Too Well

145. what lyrics would you get tattooed on any part of your body?

I wouldn’t

146. shuffle your music & share the result!

Knowing Me, Knowing You by Abba

147. what’s your favorite love song?

In a Crowd of Thousands

148. ultimate song to clean to?

Through the Fire and the Flames by Dragonforce

149. if you could collaborate with one musician, who & why?

Taylor Swift because she gets me

150. what song makes you cry?

Soon You’ll Get Better by Taylor Swift

151. what would be your theme song?

Blank Space

152. what’s a strange phobia you have?

Spiders aren’t that strange, so fear of having accidentally shoplifted

153. did you have an emo phase?

No

154. did you have a greek mythology phase?

Just a little

155. roman or greek mythology?

Greek

156. who’s your godly parent & which god/goddess are you?

Idk

157. how do you handle your anger?

Yell, slam things

158. most attractive singer of the opposite gender?

Ramin Karimloo

159. most attractive singer of the same gender?

Hayden Panettiere

160. what time is it?

12:03am

161. do you have any nicknames?

Star

162. what’s a song that always makes you happy whenever you hear it?

In a Crowd of Thousands

163. which swear word do you use the most!

Fuck

164. five ways to win your heart?

Sense of humor, sing duets, do creative stuff, tease me, pay attention to me

165. five pet peeves?

Mouth sounds, people who think strong female characters can’t have love interests, people giving me unsolicited advice, people wearing their mask under their nose, ghosting

166. do you have trust issues?

Maybe

167. what do you pray about?

I don’t

168. most traumatic experience?

Probably braces

169. what is your dream job?

Idk

170. if you were to be in a musical, which musical, character, & other cast members would you have?

I would love to play Angelica in Hamilton

171. who would play you in a movie about your life?

Lea Michele

172. what’s your favorite thing about your significant other?

Sense of humor

173. favorite fictional character?

Kelsier from Mistborn

174. post a picture of yourself!

Nah

175. what’s your favorite pet name?

I don’t really like generic pet names that much

176. what makes you feel like a horrible person?

Not caring enough about people

177. when did you realize your sexuality?

It was always kind of assumed, but started thinking I might be a little bi a couple years ago

178. when was your first kiss?

When I was 18

179. expose your parents. that’s right. expose them. they deserve it.

My mom is overly cautious and doesn’t know how to pick her battles, my dad is a bit annoying 

180. a phrase that breaks your heart?

Depends on the context

181. when did you come out?

I didn’t

182. how did you come out?

I didn’t

183. who knows you’re out?

I’m straight

184. what’s your lucky number?

Idk

185. how tall are you?

5′6″

186. favorite word?

finnicky

187. are you right handed or left handed?

Right handed

188. do you have an accent?

American

189. first word that comes to mind when you hear ‘heart’?

Beat

190. what’s something you’re proud of?

I made a funny meme in the work group chat the other day

191. do you like where you live?

I like the area, but I don’t like living at my dad’s house

192. when you’re older, do you want to move to a different place?

Yeah

193. do you play any instruments?

Clarinet

194. how long is your hair?

To my boobs

195. what’s the meaning of your name?

Star

196. give an unpopular opinion & let your followers attack you or be salty.

People shouldn’t be cancelled for one shitty opinion, and consuming their work doesn’t mean you support all their beliefs or even like them as a person

197. do you support the lgbtq+ community?

Yes

198. who were you supporting for the 2020 election?

Biden

199. opinion on abortion?

Pro-choice

200. opinion on the death penalty?

Against it

201. opinion on reverse racism?

It’s not the same

202. post your screen time for this week.

Like all damn week lol

203. have you ever talked to a celebrity?

Yes, I met Channing Tatum and got a picture with him

204. what was your first concert?

Demi Lovato

205. how long do you keep your bra on?

All day

206. what’s your bra size?

36D last time I got one

207. give a tour of your room (video).

nah

208. how many photos are in your camera roll?

2990

209. what is the most recent movie/show you downloaded on disney+?

Phil of the Future

210. do you like documentaries?

Occasionally if it’s an interesting subject, but it’s not my favorite genre

211. what’s your favorite musical?

Wicked

212. who’s your favorite non-broadway actor/ actress?

Benjamin Bonenfant

213. who’s your favorite broadway actor/actress?

Ramin Karimloo

214. what’s the song you’re currently listening to?

A Dancer’s Heart

215. drop your most recent picture!

Nah

216. do you have a record player?

No

217. how many records do you have?

None

218. show your records!

None to show

219. do you plan on going to college? if so, where?

I went to my state school

220. talk about someone without telling who.

They used to wear light up sneakers

221. talk about something you hate.

I hate tomatoes and everything made out of them

222. have you been to therapy?

Yes

223. what color are your eyes?

Brown

224. what color are your parents’ eyes?

Hazel for my mom, Hazel-green for my dad

225. what color are you significant other’s eyes?

Hazel

226. how old were you when you had your first kiss?

18

227. do you have a favorite parent?

No, they are good in different ways

228. are your grandparents still alive?

Just my maternal grandma

229. drop 10 songs & let your followers tell you if you have taste or not.

That’s too much work

230. how many followers do you have on twitter & instagram?

Like 3 probably lol

231. are you the eldest, middle, or youngest sibling?

Only child

232. do you have a specific daytime routine?

Work

233. how often do you go to the doctor’s?

When I need to

234. have you had any surgeries?

Yes, for my canine and wisdom teeth, and to get part of my thyroid removed

235. do you wear glasses?

Yes

236. do you prefer unsweetened iced tea or sweetened iced tea?

Sweetened

237. do you have a “type”?

Yes lol. I like a lot of types but my “type” that I fall for a lot is light skin, dark hair, blue eyes, "golden boy”/big personality

238. what’s your significant other’s astrology sign?

I think Sagittarius

239. drop 5 blogs you love.

Idk

240. do you think you’re like any celebrity (personality wise)?

Maybe Taylor Swift in some ways

241. are you a “popular kid”?

No

242. what are your school’s colors?

Black and gold

243. what’s your school’s mascot?

Buffalo

244. how many irl friends do you have?

Idk

245. who was your least favorite teacher?

My camera workshop instructor

246. favorite teacher?

My 7th grade math teacher, my freshman year words and music professor, and my junior year film professor

247. drop a picture of your closet.

Nah

248. how many awards do you have?

Idk, a handful

249. what’s one award you’re proud of?

The dean’s list

250. do you take naps?

I try not to

251. what’s something people always ask you when you first meet?

What’s your name?

252. favorite fast food restaurant?

McDonalds or Wendy’s

253. favorite place to dine in?

Rueben’s

254. mexican or chinese food?

Mexican

255. chinese or japanese food?

Chinese

256. mexican or japanese food?

Mexican

257. olive garden’s breadsticks or texas roadhouse’s yeast rolls?

Breadsticks

258. garlic bread or breadsticks?

Garlic bread

259. plain garlic bread or cheesy garlic bread?

Depends on my mood

260. chicken or steak?

Chicken

261. favorite meal?

Pasta

262. drop a recipe!

I don’t really cook

263. how do you like your steak cooked?

I don’t

264. what would your last meal be?

Pasta

265. are you allergic to anything?

Beeswax I think

266. cats or dogs?

Cats but I like both

267. favorite genre of music?

Showtunes

268. favorite fan fic trope?

Fake dating probably or needing each other for survival

269. favorite tv show genre?

Sci-fi or sitcom

270. what’s your favorite cover/cover a band or artist has or should do?

Disturbed cover of The Sound of Silence

271. how often do you write songs?

I haven’t since I was a kid

272. how many finished songs do you have?

Idk like 5

273. do you write your songs in your notes or in a journal?

I just came up with them

274. how long have you been writing?

I don’t really write

275. how long have you had your account?

Since like 2013 or 14

276. what was your first URL?

shineslikestars17

277. if you could change your name, what would it be?

Star

278. what would you like to name your children?

Shane or Eric for a boy, Phoenix for a girl

279. what are your parents’ & sibling’s names?

I don’t have siblings, I don’t feel like sharing my parents names

280. are your parents democratic or republican?

Democrativ

281. do you have more in common with your mom or dad?

Both in different ways

282. are you & your siblings close?

I don’t have any

283. how close are you and your siblings in age?

I don’t have any

284. are any of your siblings married?

I dont have any

285. do you have any nieces or nephews?

No

286. do your parents have any siblings?

My mom has a sister and my dad has a brother

287. do you have any cousins?

Yes

288. do you look more like your mom or dad?

Both

289. how old were you when you started your period?

13 I think

290. have you lost your virginity?

Yes

291. who took your concert virginity?

My what? 

292. who took your musical virginity?

My what?

293. scream again. everyone needs to.

Ok

294. do you have any collections?

Kinda, lately I’ve been collecting dice

295. what’s on your nightstand?

Water, lotion, advil, phones, chapstick, purell

296. how do you usually style your hair?

Down or ponytail

297. do you play games on your phone?

Sometimes

298. are you hydrated?

Yes

299. have you breathed enough today?

I assume so since I am still conscious

300. are you thankful for anything?

I know I have a lot of privilege

[weaselsmuses-aa]

hey human hcs again because fuck it its revamp time

Ft: My muses && Some others that i just happen to have hcs for.

My muses + oc’s in collab w friends.

Topaz!!

Age: 16

Grade: Sophomore

Born in South Korea

Became something of a musical sensation back home, and is famous for her music mixing.

Became independent at 15, moved to the states a year later with the desire to see what America was like, hollywood in particular.

Lives in an apartment with Saphir, her senior classmate and good friend.

Pastel vibes

Sassy vibes (Much more sassy than gem topaz :o)

MomTM friend. She mediates and keeps the peace. Also will give great life advice.

Judges silently, but says nothing if she has nothing nice to say. (But she’ll think it.)

Currently has a job as a DJ at a local skating rink where her friends hang out. Gets them free food and games..

Hoping to make it big in the US so she can stay after she graduates.

Parents living overseas and helping pay for her life and schooling in the states.

She spends summers in Korea where she visits her family and tours, records music.

Part of the art club and spends a lot of time in the music rooms. She isn’t in Choir, Band or Orchestra, but is in music theory and guitar. Has a LOT of friends in all those programs.

Swiss (birth name: Sage)

Age: 16-17

Grade: Sophomore.

Swiss was born in Switzerland, but has also lived in South Korea for 5 years (where she met Topaz), London for 2, and now the US where she started high school.

Lives with her Father who is from Switzerland, her mom who was born in the UK, and her baby sister Kyanite

Class goofball and classic slacker but somehow still passes and knows the material.

‘ Whoops, I forgot my homework again’ type

Dye’d her hair blue at 14, pierced both her nose, lips, and several places in her ear. 

Depressed and tired. Brings rockstar energy’s to class a lot.

Punk Rock vibes, but wears her uniform rather well. Her messenger bag is tricked out with a lot of music festival patches and pins though.

Her and Topaz both are those kids that have earbuds and beats headphones on all the time. She gets in trouble for listening to rock in class. Or talking.

Has a band, and is the main drummer and back up vocalist.  The band was her idea, but she gives her friends a lot of freedom. Since drumming is her passion she doesn’t mind not being the lead vocalist.

Crushing on / Dating the richest girl in the school (Aquamarine ‘Marie’)

Doesn’t have a job, but thinking about getting a part time one at the record shop near her house.

Oversleeps A LOT. IS late to class a lot. Usually her detentions are from tardiness (or saying some smart ass comment to be funny and getting in trouble for it)

Very protective of her little sister, and gets along well with her in private, despite pretending that she irritates her.

No after school activities for her thanks. That stuffs lame. (Though she does wander in and hang out with the game club sometimes)

Kyanite (Ky)

Age: 14-15

Grade: 8th

One of the pretty MeanTM girls in middle school. Rather high on the social pecking order due to being an upperclassmen and being a cutie with an attitude.

Fashion sense a mix between soft grunge, a touch of punk and more flowing feminine outfits, or neat and prim /professional outfits. Whatever she decides, she likes to look good.

Very talented at doing her make up and nails, tends to have a lot of requests from other girls her age for help in that dept.

Looks up to her sister a lot more than she lets on. Lowkey wants to be involved in a lot of what she does after school. (She even begged her parents to let her dye her hair blue as well right after Swiss did (She was 12 at the time))

Love’s shopping and collecting outfits and cute little butterfly themed things for her room.

While she’s in the ‘popular’ circle of girls in her grade, shes not particularly stuck up when it comes to other kids. She can be mean, but its usually to just as entitled kids. She’s rather tame and even friendly with less popular kids in her grade. She’s very comfortable around them and enjoys not being put on a pedestal all the time

Romance obsessed. (Duh)

Wishes she could get a piercing and a tattoo like her sissy, but her parents only let her pierce her ears. 

A’s in most of her classes, but struggles in History. It’s a snoozefest to her.

Currently in band and debate team. (She plays flute)

Takes FOR-E-VER to get ready to leave the house. (Hey, its not ALWAYS swiss’s fault shes’ late.)

Best friends in school are Livie and Bebe.

Spends a lot of time after school for Band practice, Debate team activities, or supporting her bestie Bebe in her cheer practice.

Really likes sneaking in the upperclassmen building. No one’s cute in her grade :/ (according to her)

Likes to fake being sick so she can go home early. way too often.

Bonus’es! 

ft some of my other... (albiet co-op) oc’s / and aquamarine cus i can

Bebe

Age: 14-15

Grade: 8th

Met Kyanite in 6th grade and they instantly hit it off well.

Bubble gum pink hair, and really likes fashion. Always obsessed with wearing the cutest combo of clothes she can come up with.

Really sweet and bubbly on the surface, but she isn’t called a bubblegum bitch for nothing. She knows shes popular and will often trick the vulnerable into believing they have social status only to humiliate them when she sees fit.

A little bit bitchier than Ky. Not that she wants to be mean actively, she just kind of ......is how we say.....spoiled brat.

As long as her best friend cares about someone she does too.

When she actually does accept you, shes a very sweet and almost loyal to the point of irritation.

Crushing on Kyanite, kissed her at a party and has kind of never got over it.

Serial dater. Literally she has a new sweetie every week. its tiring.

Junior Varsity Cheer Team and Drama club are her life.

When she’s not doing those things, she’s spending her time in her Juniors bowling team. They go to tourney during summer.

Parents aren’t filthy rich but they are not hurting for money in any shape or form. Shes always got whatever she wanted.

Loves getting gifts, and will almost try and bug people into sending her stuff to homeroom during holidays. Either because she wants STUFF or for her own popularity.

Might be kind of bitchy but really does feel bad and get upset if people point that out about her. I wouldn’t say she /wants/ to be a bad person. her parents never told her no and nor how to not be self centered.

Very talkative and upbeat. Wants to inspire her friends and lift them up.

On the other end, is a big gossip and bad about spreading rumors and stirring up drama with people she isn’t a fan of.

Show her a cute animal and she’ll sob. I mean the whole 9 yards.

 Marie  . (Aquamarine.)

Age: 17-18

Grade: 12th

Born and raised in London for the majority of her life.  She’s also lived in France for 3 years during an abroad program her parents sent her to where she met one of her closest friends (Astrid)

Her parents are filthy stinkin rich and own a foreign luxurious fashion company and a luxury car company.

Livie is her baby sister and she often tries to pretend like thats not the case. (She loves her guys i swear)

Stuck up, bratty, and just an overall bitch. She RELISHES in it. Marie KNOWS shes mean, popular and has power and she’s proud.

“you can’t sit with me, you can’t talk to me, you aren’t good enough to even know me.”

Her desire for power has her gunning for valedictorian (cue her and satoshit fighting to the death), and she’s currently the president of student government. Thats right. She’s deciding school functions and your future you little peasant fucks.

Will shove her riches and status down your THROAT oh my goooodddd

Throws HUGE parties when her parents are out of town, uses it as a tool to make the popular kids/upperclassmen love her even more and show the ‘losers’ where their place is.

Always has to look THE best in the school, and will probably murder anyone who threatens to take her places as prom queen (i kid i kid.........maybe)

Hangs out with Astrid and Mae when they’re in town.

Has a type that does not fall in line with her image (coughcough Swiss cough) and will do a LOT to keep in a secret. But....listen....she also can’t hide it well. Like...not even a little. She gay.

She’s always seen with her posse of popular girls and her two primary school friends the topazes. They’re just the schools huge UNITS of lesbian quarterbacks, their fists as big as your face, they wont squash you, promise. (look at marie wrong once bitch.)

Will die of embarrassment of her sister livie. Unfortunately is responsible for her in a lot of ways. Driving her back and forth from school, taking her to school functions and much more. (She loves her....double pinky swear) But she claims they aren’t related. (no one believes this hoe) That don’t mean she wont DESPERATELY try to pawn her off for the day. Babysitter? Butler? Anyone? SOMEONE?

Will absolutely use Livie as a means to hang out with Swiss via playdates. Oh yeah, she knows their baby sisters are besties. It’s free real estate.

Has expressed to Swiss that she wishes they could trade sisters. ( I swear marie loves livie deep down in this essay I will----)

In a wealth measuring contest with Satoshit 24/7

Is CONSTANTLY going on overseas trips. She will never stop bragging about it.

Consumed mostly by Student Government and Theatre.