#all jokes aside i think its . cool that my mom is a witch

[fluffyfairyzz]

today my mom asked me if i found it weird that she was into witchcraft. like girl if you knew what my spiritual beliefs were you’d hurl

[ordinaryschmuck]

Drabble suggestion: amity goes to luz’s house in the human world and Luz shows her her room and amity sees luz’s stuff animals that were on her bed in yl and Luz explains their names and stuff to them and like tells her about them

Memories and Plushies

Luz frantically zoomed around her room with a vacuum, sucking up every little bit of crump she could find.

"I'll admit, I didn't expect you to be so tidy," Vee said from the top bunk, watching her sister work, "Not after seeing the mess here you left for me to take care of."

"I'm normally not," Luz confessed, "But that's because I've never had a girlfriend coming over before. Amity already saw the mess in my room at the Owl House. Can't let her think I'm that much of a slob here."

"I feel like it might be worse that you're more of a slob in a stranger's house than you are in your own home."

Luz opened her mouth to retaliate, but the sound of the doorbell ringing cut her off.

"Oh, my gosh, that's her!" she ran to the mirror, doing some checkups. "How do I look?!"

"Like you always do," Vee rolled her eyes, "You should probably go open the door instead of leaving her waiting like this."

"You're...RIGHT! What am I thinking?!" Luz then bolted out of her room, zoomed down the stairs, and came to a screeching halt at the front door.

"Ok, don't freak out," she whispered to herself. Opening the door, Luz smiled brightly at Amity, who looked nervous as she smiled back.

"Hey, Luz," the witch waved.

"Hi, Amity!" Luz stepped aside and let her girlfriend in, "Welcome to my humble abode. Hope you're not disappointed."

"Well, I've been inside for ten seconds, and I already see a picture of you as a baby. So I say that I'm satisfied."

Luz curiously looked to where Amity was pointing and felt her blood run cold at the picture of a three-year-old Luz having a bubble bath. Instantly, she ran over and flipped it around.

"Ha! That's, uh...that's not for your eyes. Now, um, how about we head up to my room?"

Amity's signature flush grew upon her face.

"You're room? Now? Just the two of us?"

"Actually, Vee's there too. According to my mom, while she trusts me to not do something PG-13, she'd still feel better to have someone keeping an eye on us while she's at work. Vee'll do because it turns out she's older than me by, like, a month."

"Oh, good," Amity breathed a sigh of relief, "Because, um...that seems like too much for me."

"I don't know why," Luz took Amity's hand and led her upstairs. "I mean, you've been in my room a bunch of times at the Owl House."

"I know. But something about being in you're real bedroom, the room you basically grew up in, it...it seems different, I guess."

"Well, I hope it's easy to get through. Because..." Luz presented her bedroom, "Here it is!"

"Oh, wow. It is actually...just about as I would expect it to be," Amity said with a grin.

"Really?"

"Right down to the cute pile of stuffed animals. Although, I would not have predicted the bunk bed. Or the basilisk laying on the top bunk, for that matter."

"Hi," Vee waved in her basilisk form. "Sorry for the appearance. I just thought that this would look less weird than a copy of your girlfriend."

"It does, actually," Amity admitted as she strolled inside, looking at her surroundings.

"You're not disappointed, are you?" Luz asked with a twiddle of her thumbs. Amity chuckled at the apparent nervousness.

"Far from it," she sat down at the bed, waiting as Luz soon followed. "So...what do we do now?"

"Mom said no making out," Vee warned, to which Luz punched the top bunk in response.

"We can do whatever we want," Luz smiled at her girlfriend, "Aside from making out. Mom was very clear about that."

"I bet," Amity picked up a stuffed rabbit with a scarf. "This guy's cute. Does he have a name?"

"Uh, yeah, he has a name," Luz said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "They all do. Wanna hear them?"

"Sure."

"Well, this little guy is Flopsy," Luz took the rabbit, "Because what else are you going to call a rabbit."

She then picked up the stuffed cow with a missing button eye.

"This is Killer. She got that name because her one eye makes her look cool."

"Why does she only have one eye?" Amity asked.

"It was always missing since my dad bought it for me at a garage sale. In fact, all of these came from him in one way or another."

Luz picked up an orange ghost-looking plush with a blue nose and then a plush jack o'lantern.

"Both of these came from two different fairs," she explained, holding up the ghost first. "Dad won me Danella from the Fourth of July fair when I was eight and bought be Jacko here when I was five, and he took me to a Halloween festival."

Luz then set them aside and picked up the stuffed turtle and snake.

"And when I wanted pets, but Mom didn't think I was ready, Dad bought be Terrance and Ophelia for my sixth birthday party. But it's Jorge that I really appreciate."

Luz picked up the big, white plushy with a greenish-blue face.

"It was the last gift he gave me before leaving. It wasn't for a birthday or even Christmas. He just said that he saw it, thought of me, and bought it because of that."

Amity took notice of the sad look on Luz's face and frowned.

"I don't think I have ever heard you talk about your dad before," the witch said, grabbing her human's hand into her own. Luz smiled at the contact, but it was noticeably lacking in its usual optimism.

"I, um...I don't like to think about it much. The fun times we had are always nice to think about, but it's not too long until they make me feel...I don't know what they make me feel, but I definitely don't like it."

"He sounds like a great man, though."

"He really was...But, sometimes, when I sleep at night with all of these stuffed animals he bought me...I guess...I guess it makes me feel like he's still here."

Luz went to wipe a tear, feeling Amity use a thumb to brush a comforting pattern over her knuckles. It was a peaceful moment between them...ruined by Vee sticking out from the top bunk.

"So that's why Mom looked so flabbergasted at me suggesting I should sell them," she said with a face full of regret, shocking Luz to her core.

"You were going to sell my BABIES!?"

"I didn't know they meant so much to you! Which is why when Camila looked at me that way, I just told her I was joking and put them in the closet. It still got me a weird look, but--"

"YOU PUT MY BABIES IN THE COLD DARK CLOSET!?"

"I'm sorry, ok! What can I do to make it up to you?"

Luz opened her mouth to protest further, but an idea popped into her head.

An idea that made a faint blush glow on her cheeks.

"You could...give Amity and me five minutes together," she suggested, "Alone. Without telling Mom."

Amity blushed as well, looking between both sisters with bated breath.

"..." Vee sighed, climbing down to the floor. "Fine. But only five minutes."

"Deal!" Luz and Amity exclaimed in unison, making both of their blushes grow darker. Vee only rolled her eyes and slithered out the room, shutting the door behind her.

Briefly, Luz and Amity just sat in silence, fiddling with their own fingers and looking anywhere but each other. When they eventually made eye contact, they both grinned excitedly at one another.

Amity was the first to lean in.

"Wait!" Luz protested. As quickly as she could, she then rotated her stuffed animals so that they would all look away from them. "Ok, now we can go."

Amity chuckled at her girlfriend's behavior, leaning in again to make the most of their five minutes.

[chronicallylatetotheparty]

Watching (the Adventures of) Merlin season one on Netflix

Episode One: The Dragon's Call

. . . I feel like going to the capital of the kingdom indiscriminately slaughtering magic users wasn't the best idea.

Why? Well, that guy did just get executed.

And now his mom is mad. You tell that sorry excuse for a king, witch lady.

I don't like Uther, in case it was unclear.

Wait... if you could teleport why not just grab your son and ditch before he loses his head? Literally.

Oh, wow. Arthur is a dick.

Morgana. We have no choice but to stan tbh.

Dragon, you're really rubbing me the wrong way.

That's right Merlin! We need more than Because Destiny Says So!

Where did the spiderwebs come from? That sleeping spell gives me Sleeping Beauty vibes.

Ah, yes. The old drop-the- chandelier-on-the-villain trick. :(

If she went after Uther instead of Arthur I would have no complaints.

Manservant? You call that a reward for saving your son?

Episode Two: Valiant

Snake!Shield

Oh, he's gonna- Yup, dead. That's what happens when you deal with knights who cheat.

Where did that guy even get a magic shield in the first place?

Is there a thriving magic black market or something?

I love Guin.

. . . I feel like Sir Valiant didn't think this through. If bite marks are visible.

Ugh, you're the worst Uther.

It's only the second episode! Did you forget who saved your son already?

Stop being a jerk Arthur.

Lol. Merlin bringing a dog statue to life in order to practice for the Snake!Shield.

Bye Valiant!

Episode Three: The Mark of Nimueh

Whatcha up to with that egg, new witch lady?

You gonna poison the water of all of Camelot? Seems like a jerk move.

Dang that's a lot of dead bodies...

No, I like Guin's dad!

Yes! Cure him Merlin!

No! Stop arresting Guin, Uther!

You tell him, Morgana!

That plague monster that hatched from witch lady's egg is creepy.

Dead monster!

Arthur is kinda oblivious to Merlin's magic ngl.

Yay! Guin's free!

What do you know about witch lady Nimueh, Uther? Hmm? Why she want you dead? Besides the obvious reasons.

Episode Four: The Poisoned Chalice

Wow, Nimueh really doesn't like Merlin saving the day.

Wow, Nimueh really orchestrated an entire diplomatic incident in order to kill Merlin while also ensuring Camelot is destroyed by its neighbor. Impressive.

I really like Merlin and Guin's friendship.

Dang. Merlin really drank poison in order to save Arthur.

Merlin saved Arthur's life, Uther! Let him return the favor!

Oh, wow. Arthur really disobeyed his father in order to save Merlin's life.

I didn't know Merlin could cast spells while deathly delirious. And several miles away from him too.

Uther you b****! The antidote is right there! Let Arthur save his friend!

Putting your own son in a cell is such a jerk move.

At least Arthur and Guin manage to sneak the antidote to Merlin.

Quick aside: Internet spoilers say Uther needs to die for Arthur to complete his himbofication- I mean character development. So, if you could get on with that? Thanks!

Episode Five: Lancelot

Wow, that's a very CGI griffin.

Lancelot is so precious- Uh, I mean effective! Saving Merlin and all.

I know, Guin. I know.

Always thought it was a stupid rule to only let nobles be knights.

You're really going to commit magical forgery for someone you just met, Merlin?

I mean, Lancelot is earnest, hardworking, modest, kind despite his tragic backstory and it's his childhood dream to be a knight...

Yeah, I'd commit magical forgery too.

Lol, knocked you on your ass didn't he Arthur? (The second time at least)

I don't remember griffins being man-eaters!

Uther stop arresting people! Ugh, you're such a classist.

Let Lancelot help fight the griffin, Arthur! You need all the help you can get!

Well okay letting him go was nice of you.

Lancelot-Merlin tag team!

Wow. Lancelot really strode in with Camelot's singular braincell by figuring out Merlin has magic.

(The bar is low, okay.)

No, don't take away the braincell! Stay! The griffin was a team effort!

Okay, Lancelot's lawful good tendencies are a little annoying but, hey, nobody's perfect.

Episode Six: A Remedy to Cure All Ills

Edwin, no. Leave Morgana alone.

Oh, beetles! Curse beetles! That's not creepy at all.

Gaius how do you know Edwin?

What diabolical plot are you hatching Edwin? Oh, you're replacing Gaius in the royal court. That's kinda rude.

Merlin's so happy meeting another magic user that isn't trying to kill him (yet).

Le gasp! Uther's purge killed Edwin's parents? WhO cOuLd HaVe fOreSeEn tHis!?

But seriously. No wonder Edwin wants Uther dead.

I know Edwin blackmailed Gaius with exposing Merlin but he also wants to kill Uther!

That gives him a pass in my book.

Gaius no. Let Uther die.

Edwin stop trying to kill Gaius! You're going to-

Yup, here comes Merlin and-

Edwin's dead :(

Well he was trying to overthrow the kingdom. That's... bad... I guess.

Episode Seven: The Gates of Avalon

That title is misleading. It's more of a natural portal/magic lake type thing.

Arthur saves a father and daughter from bandits (Which they hired but shhh)

And they immediately try to put a love spell on Arthur

For human sacrifice purposes of course

Idk why the Sidhe want a human prince's soul -look at him, you don't know where he's been- but that's the price for readmission

I wonder how the dad killed one of his own kind? Was it an accident or...?

Exiling the daughter too makes me suspicious of Avalon's justice system

Evil laugh is a bit out of place for someone who is trying to restore his daughter's immortality

(They are so whiny about being mortal. Hey, we put up with it all the time!)

The fairy-like Sidhe moving in accelerated time so they just look like tiny orbs of light was an interesting touch. The blue faces and razor sharp teeth is not a good look for them, lol

They make Arthur ask to be married ('cause it takes a while for the love spell to go into full blown mind control or something)

Prompting Uther to threaten to kill both of them

(I feel like they didn't think this through)

Morgana admonishes Uther for being the worst

He replies that first love rarely lasts and that Arthur is inexperienced in such things. Plus that Arthur only met the girl yesterday

... I can't believe Uther is the voice of reason this episode

He doesn't get any points though. Due to the whole "threatening to execution his son's 'crush' " thing

The daughter is having second thoughts about using Arthur as a human sacrifice

Dear old dad puts those to rest and they try drowning Arthur in the lake that is/is the portal to, Avalon

Merlin's really leaning into the whole "Cool motive. Still murder.", thing huh?

Like, he did NOT hesitate to blow up both of them

Episode Eight: The Beginning of the End

Why do magic users keep going to Camelot!? The king is trying to KILL YOU!

Wow, this grown ass man is threatened by a literal child... I hate Uther so much

Morgana is the MVP of this episode. I love her

Protect that druid kid!

I feel like you're being paranoid Uther

You tell him Morgana!

Dragon, no. Stop prophesying death and destruction.

Wow, this grown ass dragon is threatened by a literal child...

Aaaand Morgana got caught sneaking the kid out of the city :(

Uther she is your adopted daughter! Stop putting people in cells!

Arthur is gonna sneak him out now?

While Morgana distracts the king?

Yes, excellent. What could possibly-

Merlin stop listening to that destiny dragon! Hearing his voice in your head is no basis for trust!

Cutting it close... Yay! They made it!

Mordred!? MORDRED!?

THAT little boy is Mordred!?

... Okay, I'm more inclined to believe the destiny dragon now

Still think letting him die would be a dick move

Episode Nine: Excalibur

What're you up to with that tomb Nimueh?

Oh! It's some kind of undead knight. Yes.

Throwing down the gauntlet. Pfft! Always thought that was a stupid idea.

Also: that Black Knight literally crashed your party!

Ugh, knights.

Nimueh if you can just teleport into the heart of Camelot while Uther is alone why don't you just stab him? Grab one of those pointy things he likes so much and stab him in the back. Easy peasy!

Stealing this joke but Don't do evil magic kids. It fries your brain cells.

Wait, the Black Knight is Uther's brother-in-law!?

Arthur's mother died in childbirth!?

Uther asked Nimueh to use her magic so he could have Arthur!?

Equivalent Exchange!?

Uther went on a genocidal rampage because he didn't bother with the instruction manual of ancient and powerful magic!?

Actually, that last one is not surprising at all.

I can't believe they're using the Wife in the Fridge trope. That appliance hasn't even been invented yet!

Ooh, Merlin's going to use his magic to destroy the Black Knight so Arthur doesn't have to fight him

As he's killed two knights already

Aaaaand, yup, he's still there. His cloak didn't even catch fire...

Arthur stop being a bastard. It doesn't suit you

Dragon forged sword! DRAGON FORGED SWORD!

Only Arthur can wield it. Yup, got it. How could this possibly go wrong?

Uther drugged Arthur and took his place in the fight... I have mixed feelings about this.

Wait, the dragon was very specific about only Arthur using that super special sword! Oh, snap.

Well at least the Black Knight is dead. Again.

Oh, dragon is not happy.

I know the dragon said "where no mortal soul could find it" but are you sure you wanna throw it into Avalon, Merlin?

Those people were gonna suck Arthur's soul out of his body

Episode Ten: The Moment of Truth

The way this episode title just lies to your face like that...

Oh, you're Merlin's mother! Thought we had an anime protagonists type thing going on

I... would like to say Uther is being unreasonable when he decides not to cross borders to get rid of some bandits. But I can totally see everyone hating him so that's a no go.

Lady, you were in a whole different kingdom. Why for the love of Merlin did you send him to Camelot!?

We're off to save the village! Morgana and Guin are coming too!

A wild Arthur appears!

Morgana better at swordplay than Arthur confirmed!

Merlin! I didn't know you had friends!

Granted he's a bit rough around the edges but

Okay. If it were literally anyone else besides Arthur. I'd say he was right about lords and knights being useless snobs.

Actually. He's right about lords and knights being useless snobs. Ah, that felt great.

Wow, the homosexual subtext is strong with this one.

The girls can tell Arthur came for Merlin.

But get your foot out of his face! I don't care how royal it is!

Look at Guin over here calling out Arthur for being a dick

And talking him into letting the women fight. She's on a roll

Aw, Merlin's friend died. :(

And he took credit for Merlin's tornado (so Arthur wouldn't find out about Merlin's magic)

Episode Eleven: The Labyrinth of Gedref

Lol, that unicorn could use a haircut.

No, Arthur. I said a haircut not an arrow to the chest!

Bad things? What kind of bad things Gaius?

Uther what's the point of having an expert in magical lore if you're not going to listen to him!

And all the crops are dead. Fantastic.

I know it's a magic thing but stating outright that the blight only targets edible plants is still really unsettling.

And the water's turned to sand. Great.

Who're you and how come Merlin is the only magic user that can't teleport?

What kind of tests mister Keeper of the Unicorns, sir?

Arthur I know you don't want to believe it's your fault... But it's totally your fault.

Uther no. People are starving.

You tell him Arthur.

Oh, the "theif" was a test!

Aaaaand he failed the second one. :(

Merlin's got a lot of faith in Arthur.

It's interesting how the Keeper can only direct the curse caused by the unicorn's death. Or rather the trials surrounding the curse, but can't break it himself.

Unicorns have some powerful magic.

The Labyrinth was barely on screen for five minutes! Surely something with Unicorn in the title would be more appropriate?

Arthur drinking a poisoned cup so Merlin could live?

That's some strong parallels right there.

The Keeper of the Unicorns is such a troll! Sleeping potion, hah!

The day is saved, Arthur lies to Uther's face about killing the Keeper and the unicorn resurrects itself.

Still needs a haircut though.

Episode Twelve: To Kill the King

Whatcha up to Guin's dad?

Oh that guy isn't suspicious at all.

You didn't think it was shady when he asked to meet in the middle of the night!?

Philosopher's Stone!?

Wow, the guards found him quickly.

What- No! Don't arrest Guin's dad!

Uther, he's a blacksmith! Stop being paranoid!

Will you stop executing people!? That inn keeper didn't know that guy was a dangerous sorcerer!

No, nononononono! He surrendered! Why did you do that!? Guin's father was important to Morgana!

That's why she gave him the key!

Dragon has his priorities straight.

Shut up, Merlin. You literally blew up a father and daughter for trying to kill one(1) person. (No really, you could see their hands flying off.)

Morgana deserves a little murder. As a treat.

Yes! Get him! Kill the bastard!

No! Why would you make GUIN say that!? Who are you and what have you done with Guin!?🔪🔪

UGH, he literally committed genocide!

The "that would make me as bad as he is" DOES NOT APPLY!

What- Oh, he still has the fairy's staff.

No. Stop it! Let Uther die!

Oh, God, Uther is such an abusive piece of GARBAGE!

Stop! Don't fall for it Morgana!

*sees dagger being pushed closer to Uther's "heart"* Yes! Yes! YES!

*Morgana saves him* NO!

NO!

NOOOOOO!

*inarticulate ranting in the background*

Episode Thirteen:

Okay, the cgi might be getting a little better 'cause the Questing Beast is freaky

Old religion? What is that? And how come it's conveniently absent from the previous episodes?

Dang, they really here just casually gaslighting Morgana like that 😡

Merlin you know Morgana has visions! You couldn't have been a little more careful? She warned you. Now look at Arthur, he's got the heroic death disease

Granted that thing does seem like a handful

Why do you only act like a father when it's a matter of life and death? Why can't you be a father literally any other time!?

"The old religion is the magic of the Earth itself."

Well that sounds fascinating, dragon. Are you going to elaborate? No? Later then?

Soooooo, is the old religion actually a religion or is it a magic? It's really unclear...

"You will be a better king than your father could ever hope to be." Guin, you're back!

I expected a place called the Isle of the Blessed to be less... creepy

Nimueh! Whatcha up to girl? Plotting the demise of a kingdom? Not today it seems

Oh there some Equivalent Exchange type nonsense going on is there?

Arthur you were supposed to be in a coma not listening to Guin!

Oh. Oh, no.

Merlin saying goodbye as he prepares to trade his life for his mother's is 😢😭

Wow, that dragon really knew Nimueh would give Merlin's mother the curse and didn't say anything. The little b*****!

No wonder Merlin's mad at him. Stop breathing fire at him! It's your own fault!

Gaius, no! Not the dead mentor trope!

"You stood by and watched as our friends died." Damn, Nimueh isn't pulling her punches.

Merlin vs Nimueh! Ready? Fight!

Anime protagonist power up! Dang, Nimueh's dead... I feel like that wasn't supposed to happen.

At least no one else is dying. Since Nimueh's death appeased the Equivalent Exchange laws of the old religion.

[calpalirwin]

You’ll Always Have Me

Summary: Alyssa and Ashton have been best friends ever since Alyssa moved in across the street the summer before second grade. Together, they were tackling the stereotype that boys and girls can’t just be friends. That is, until they almost kissed right before their junior year of high school. Can their friendship survive the jealousy that stems from their newfound feelings? And what happens when they realize these “newfound feelings” really aren’t all that new?

And away, and away we go!

Chapter 8

~Alyssa~

I hung up after my call with Ash and collapsed on my bed. I couldn’t believe I had just told him that I had thought about kissing him and that it didn’t matter. Of course it fucking mattered! I wanted to kiss my best friend and he had wanted to kiss me too, but at the last second, I chickened out. So, thinking I had rejected him, he went and got himself a fucking girlfriend. And to deal with that rejection, I had said yes to a date with a guy who I wasn’t even sure I liked. All because I couldn’t just let him kiss me and trust in what would happen afterwards. I sighed and chucked my pillow across my room. It landed with a soft thud. I needed loud.

I pushed myself off my bed and headed downstairs. “Hey, where are you headed?” my mom asked, from the couch in the living room.

“Garage,” I said, grabbing a water from the fridge before pulling the garage door open.

“Is your homework done, Lys?”

I groaned. “I just need a break, okay?”

I could feel her back off her witch hunt for a perfect report card. “Okay, do you thing...”

The song I had stuck in my head all day had an upbeat punk feel to it. But, I didn’t want to learn it now. I scrolled through my music for a song with a more heartbreaking message. I hit play and played along, occasionally singing a lyric or two. The tears came, as I knew they would, which only made me angry, which is what I wanted. The angrier I got, the better I felt. Then, to get a song stuck in my head that made me feel good rather than angry or depressed, I switched to the song I had wanted to work on in the first place. I ran through it a few times, trying to work out the kinks, before exhaustion set in.

I set my guitar aside and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I downed my water and fought to catch my breath. Finally, in a better head space, I went back inside.

“Better, Lys?” my mom asked.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Too loud?”

“Surprisingly, that wasn’t my concern when you asked for our garage to be turned into a rock concert when you started high school.”

I chuckled, “Yeah, what was your concern?”

“That you’d get bored and give up. But, then I remembered who you are.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“You don’t give up. It’s not who you are. You’ve always chased after what you want. Don’t lose that.”

“Is there a deeper meaning to this conversation that I’m not seeing?” I knew she was trying to probe more into my “mysterious teenage life” while trying to respect my privacy. Gently coaxing me into spilling all my secrets so we could have a mother-daughter bonding session. It was both gross and desperately needed. I just needed to be heard, get all my thoughts said out loud.

“Lys, I’m not blind. I know that something’s been bothering you. And I’m here for you whenever you’re ready to talk about it.”

“Oh, its nothing, Mom. I’m just in love with Ash. And he tried to kiss me this summer, but I chickened out. Then he got a girlfriend. But, that’s okay because now I have a date with someone. But, it’s not okay because Ash is jealous as hell.” The words starting falling and I couldn’t make them stop even if I wanted them to. “And I’m pissed as hell because why is he jealous? He got a girlfriend! All I have is a stupid little date. He’s had a girlfriend for a month, but he’s jealous?! It just… I want my friend back, but I want more than that, too. And I don’t know how to have a relationship with Ash that’s more than what we have now without fucking everything up. I don’t want to lose him, and I feel like that’s gonna happen either way now and it just sucks.”

“Why do you think you’re going to lose him?”

“Because. You can’t be best friends with a girl and date other girls. I already see him less since he’s been dating Kayla. And if I date him myself? Well, it changes our whole dynamic. And if we break up? Well, that’s even worse. It’s a lose-lose-lose, Mom.”

“Have some faith, Lys. Your relationship with Ashton will always be your relationship with Ashton. Nobody can take that from you. It only changes if you let it change.”

“Well, it doesn’t make me less angry with him.”

“Then be angry with him. But don’t let it get it in the way.”

“But, I don’t want to be angry with him. I just want him to stop being jealous.”

“Isn’t it a tad hypocritical to want him to stop being jealous when you’re jealous yourself?”

“At least I didn’t start dating anyone…” I said, bitterly.

“He felt rejected, Lys. What did you expect the boy to do?”

“I dunno, but it sure as hell wasn’t this.”

“I know. Just remember two things: 1.) giving up is not in your nature and 2.) you guys are stronger than this. You’ll get past this, I promise, and Ashton will still be your best friend when you do.”

I sighed and pushed my hands through my hair. “He’s just so frustrating!”

She nodded. Then, “So, tell me more about this date of yours.”

“Oh, it’s with this guy in my Anatomy class. We’ll probably just go to the movies or something.”

“And who is this mysterious date from Anatomy?”

“Calum Hood. He’s okay.”

“Just okay?”

“Well…” I bit my lip. Being one of the more popular guys in our grade, the fact that he was interested in me would make us the talk of the school. “He’s a little more than okay. But…”

“He’s not Ashton.”

“Yeah…”

“But, maybe that’ll turn out to be a good thing. You’re used to Ashton. Being around someone different might be better than you think.”

I shrugged.

“Lys, this doesn’t have to work out. It’s more than fine if it doesn’t. But, just be open to the experience. After all, we…”

“We always regret the things we didn’t do,” I interrupted. “I know. And I’m trying, aren’t I? I mean, I said yes.”

I reminded myself that I was going to try- to try and ignore the feeling I got in my stomach when I saw Kayla bat her eyes at Ash, to try enjoying time with Calum- as I got ready for school the next morning. The exhaustion from a night spent staring at the ceiling was written on my face as I stared in my bathroom mirror. I splashed my face with cold water, hoping to wake myself up a bit, while I debating whether it was worth it or not to fight Mike into stopping somewhere for coffee before school. “Hurry up, I wanna leave in 5,” Mike said, poking his head into the bathroom. Then, “You look like shit.”

I looked him up and down, “Still look better than you.”

He flipped me the finger before turning to leave.

“Wait,” I called out.

“What?” I could hear the eye roll as he turned back to me.

“Can we stop for coffee?”

“If you’re in the truck in 5 minutes and pay, yeah.”

“Deal,” I said, then raced to get ready.

At school, Mike and I quickly went our own ways, him to his girlfriend and his friends, and me to my table to wait for everyone else. Mike liked being early because it gave him more time with his girlfriend, and I didn’t mind it, especially when the alternative was catching a ride with Ash and Kayla because my parents refused to get me a car while Mike and I still went to the same school. I blew in my hands to warm them up against the morning cold, before taking a sip of my coffee, letting the caffeine do its magic in waking me up.

“Hey,” a voice behind me said.

I turned, half expecting to see Ash. “Oh, hey,” I said as Calum sat down next to me. His hair was wet, no doubt from the shower he took after his morning soccer practice. Ash’s hair was always wet for the same reason.

“Don’t sound too excited,” he half-joked.

“Sorry,” I apologized. “Didn’t sleep too well.”

“Nervous about our date? Me too.”

I smiled, realizing this was my moment to shove Ash away from the center of my focus. “I wouldn’t say nervous so much as excited.”

He draped his arm across my shoulders and I leaned into him, watching as a smile broke out across his face. “Cool. Will it be your first date?”

I nodded, slightly embarrassed that as a junior, I still hadn’t been on a date. In my defense, I had been waiting on Ash, but that ship had clearly sailed. “So, I expect the royal treatment,” I told him.

He chuckled, “Flowers, got it.”

It was my turn to laugh, “God, no! I hate flowers. But, I do have a sweet tooth.”

“Chocolate it is then.”

“Much better,” I approved.

“Oh, hey, guys,” Ash’s voice said as he walked up with Kayla, their hands intertwined and swaying softly between them.

“Hey,” I greeted, swallowing the jealous that started to swell up in me. Of course Ash would like a girl like that- soft-spoken, sweet, fingers perfectly manicured. I glanced down at my own fingers- chipped black polish that had been hastily wiped across chewed fingernails, rough calluses from squeezing guitar strings. Why would Ash ever be interested in dating a girl like me when he could have Kayla instead? But Cal seems to like you, a creeping thought offered.

I felt Calum pull back a little. “I’ll, uh, see you later,” he offered when I looked at him questioningly.

“No, stay,” I frowned as I pulled on the arm that was still around me.

“Yeah, man, stay,” Ash said.

At Ash’s approval, Calum settled back down next to me. When his arm squeezed against my side to pull me closer, I rested my head on his shoulder. Across the table, Ash placed a kiss on Kayla’s cheek, before snuggling up next to her.

We sat like that until the bell rang, a quiet stalemate, each of us offering up affection trying to one up each other. When Luke and Sierra joined us, they gave us both a weird look. I shrugged at Sierra, because like her and Luke, I wasn’t sure why Ash and I were acting this way. It wasn’t like we were trying to make each other jealous, were we? I mean, Ash made his choice that he wanted a girl who wasn’t a mess. And could I really blame him for that no matter how bad it hurt?

“So, I’ll see you at lunch?” Calum asked me, getting up and swinging his bag onto his shoulder.

I bit my lip, uncertain. “I usually eat lunch with the guys…”

“I know, but…” his gaze that had been holding mine suddenly dropped to study his shoes. “Just thought my girlfriend might want to eat lunch with me.” 

The words rushed out of his mouth so fast and so low that it took me a moment to process what he said. “Girlfriend?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He looked back at me for a second before looking away again. “Well, yeah… I mean… you are, right?”

“Slow your roll, Hood. I only agreed to a date.” I tried to laugh to make light of the awkwardness of it all and the fluttering feeling in my stomach. Calum Hood wanted to call me his girlfriend? Holy shit! But, Ash...

He chuckled softly with me. He still wouldn’t fully meet my eye when he spoke again, “Well, that’s kinda why I asked you on the date in the first place. I wasn’t asking as a friend, y’know? But, you’re right, let’s see how the date goes first before we start labeling anything.”

“Thanks,” I said, feeling so unsure of everything. He was Calum fuckin Hood. Being his girlfriend would make every girl in our grade lose their shit with jealousy. But, the only person I cared about making jealous was Ash, and I didn’t even want to do that. I wanted Ash to be happy, but I wanted him to be happy with me. But, that clearly wasn’t an option that was readily available to me right now. Fuck, I was in quite the mess. How typical.

“So, that’s a no on lunch?”

“It’s a maybe.”

“Cool, maybe works. See ya, Lys.” The corners of his mouth quirked up and he turned and walked off towards class. I pressed my hands against my cheeks, feeling the warmth seep into my fingertips.

“Oooo!” Sierra teased me, making kissy faces. “Lys likes Calum!”

I caught the small fall in Ash’s face as my own flushed with more heat. “He’s okay,” I shrugged. Why did Ash have to look like that?! He chose Kayla. Why couldn’t I choose Calum?

“Oh, hey, did you guys see the poster for the school talent show?” Luke asked, getting the conversation as far from relationships as possible.

“Yeah, looks cool. Did we want to sign up?” I asked.

“Yeah, that’d be cool,” Sierra agreed.

“Lu, I’m assuming you’re in since you brought it up?” I asked.

“Duh.”

“Cool, Ash?”

“Yeah, sure.” He still looked a little deflated, even as Kayla continued to cling to him.

“Cool. Talk at lunch?”

Luke and Sierra nodded before rushing off to class. Ash and I looked at each other, Kayla now tugging at him to get him to move so they weren’t late. “Uh, see ya,” Ash said before letting himself be towed away.

“Yeah, see ya,” I said to nobody in particular. I took one last sip of my now watered down iced coffee, shuddering at the taste before dumping it and going to class.

I daydreamed in class, drumming my pen against my leg, trying to figure out my conflicting thoughts of Ash and Calum. When lunch time rolled around I decided to put my thoughts about the two boys on the back burner of my mind, and put my attention on coming up with ideas for what we were gonna play for the talent show.

“Anything but acoustic,” Luke started the conversation, slamming his lunch tray down. “It’s too slow, and if I’m gonna risk ruining my rep in front of the school, I want to do something punk, y’know?”

“What rep?” Sierra snickered, sitting down next to him.

“Ha-ha,” he replied halfheartedly.

“So, like what then?” I asked. Although we all knew plenty of songs, we really could only play a very small portion of them well enough to perform in front of people.

He shrugged. “What about one of ours?”

“Our songs are shit, Lu,” Ash told him.

“You’re shit,” Luke responded, throwing a fry at Ash, who casually caught it in his mouth.

We threw some songs around before settling on one that we all felt comfortable with and that would showcase all of our talents. “Alright,” I said, drumming my fingers against the tabletop, “See ya guys. My place, 3:30?”

“Wait, where are you going?” Ash asked, finally directly speaking at me.

I felt a wave of anger wash over me. First he didn’t really say bye to me before first period, then he ignored me practically the whole time we’re deciding a song, and now he wanted to know where I’m going? I swallowed my anger and forced a smile. “I told Cal I’d try to see him at lunch.”

“Cal, huh?” I didn’t like the way he said “Cal” like he was mocking me. I also didn’t like the way his face fell in the same manner it had earlier that day.

“Is that a problem?” I asked.

“No,” he said a little too quickly.

“Good.” I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked the few feet to where Calum was laughing with his friends.

“Oh, hey!” he smiled wide when he saw me, moving over to make room for me. “Guys, this is Lys. Lys, these are the guys, Liam and Josh.”

“Hey,” I greeted, halfheartedly.

“Hey, so you’re Hood’s new chick, huh?” Liam asked.

“We haven’t... “ I stumbled.

“We’re taking things slow,” Calum stepped in. “Right?”

“Right,” I agreed.

“I thought you were with Irwin?” Josh asked.

“Ash? No, he’s been dating Kayla Collins for awhile now.”

“Oh,” Josh said again. “You guys just seem…”

“Close? Yeah, we are. But not like that. Just friends.” I looked over at my table where Ash was laying his head against the crook of Kayla’s neck while she played with his hair. “Yeah, just friends.”

“So, are you guys doing the talent show? You guys have a band, don’t you?” Calum asked.

“Oh, yeah!” I said, perking up. “We were going over what song we’re gonna perform.”

“Sick! What do you play?” Liam asked.

“Lu and I play guitar. Si is our bassist. Ash is our drummer. And we all sing, but mostly Lu and Si do that part.”

“Sick,” he said again, “girl rockstars are hot.”

“Hey, find your own girl rockstar,” Calum mock threatened, wrapping a protective arm around me. “So, are you guys performing your own songs, or are you guys gonna do a cover?”

“We’re performing our own song,” I said, leaning slightly into his embrace. Something about his strength was comforting, like if I ever actually needed protection I could count on him for it. Yeah, while I would give anything to be the girl in Ashton Irwin’s arms, being the girl in Calum Hood’s was pretty fucking sweet.

[timetravellingshinigami]

Warning! I've Watched The Movie!Endgame Spoilers ahead!!

I'm putting This warning because some of ya'll are mean saying "If you leak spoilers you deserve no rights!" F off!! If you read these spoilers and then get mad you deserve no rights!!!

Endgame review and rant starts from here.... Don't mind it starts out as a rant....

You would think!!!...

reading Endgame spoilers, writing Endgame essays and then watching the movie, would lessen the shock factor. Nah! You wrong af!....I watched the cam version of the movie today and when I saw Thor i was like..

And the worse! thing is he ain't fat because he was depressed. NO! He is fat because The Russos! wanted him to be funny! That was the only purpose for Chubby Thor!

Even in that video i could hear the audience laughing!!!! The little kids found it hilarious and i was sitting here at home and crying!!!!

You could see Thor's pain and anger when Banner said Thanos name but...

The Camera focused on his belly so much like "LOOK AT IT ITS FUNNY!!"

and I'm in floods of tears going "😭😭😭😭😭 NO it's not!!! Leave me alone please! 😭😭😭" It was painful!!! How could that they do this to him!

And he gives a little speech that he's fine and that he has no wish to be involved in helping the Avengers and he tells Rocket and Prof. Hulk to leave...but then Rocket says "there's beer on the ship" and Thor ups and goes with them????? Huuuuuuhhhhh!??????

And then for most of the movie the focus is on his beer belly and making him sound like an idiot!!!

Should Thor be depressed? of course!!! After everything he's gone through of course!! Should he gain weight being depressed? Yes! I GAIN WEIGHT WHEN I'M DEPRESSED!!! Being depressed and using junk food, alcohol, playing games all day will have this effect on you. But is him gaining weight!!! Something to laugh at??? NO!!!!

And Valkyrie???? In Ragnarok she went through the same situation Thor is in now. She was depressed and drowned her sadness in Alcohol. And then Thor came along and gave her her purpose back. Made her realise she can do so much more than wasting away on the Trash Planet.

And now Thor is in the same situation as her and...what? Valkyrie has been helping the Asgardians settle in Tonnsberg while Thor was drinking and eating junk food and worried about cable!!

But you know what Thor was never a dumbass!!! After what happened in the first Thor movie he was everything a good king would be. The reason he didn't want the Throne of Asgard on TDW was because he felt he could protect the nine realms better when he's not sitting on the Throne of Asgard. But when peace reigns he will gladly take care of his people.

What was all that character development in Thor 2011 and Thor: The Dark World and even in shitty Ragnarok all about?!!!! Actually i blame partly Ragnarok for Thor ending up.like this. Ragnarok was what started Thor as a comical character. The Russo just went "Its free real estate" and renovated on it and gave us Chubby Thor who couldn't even speak a complete sentence properly.

And that's not even it, what bothers me is that in the 5 years no one was helping Thor get better. Korg and Meik were pretty much enablers. Looking at things Valkyrie most probably tried to talk to him but he didn't bother to listen. And after a while she let him be hoping he comes out of his grief on his own. But, You know what pre Ragnarok Thor would listen to her. Pre Ragnarok Thor would not hide away and pretend nothing happened! Pre Ragnarok Thor would be grateful that he has people who care about him. He would do his best for the Asgardians he has with him now. Valkyrie and Korg and Miek are his closest people and he has their shoulder to cry on!! Especially Val. She does understand! and the entire time he was shutting himself away from the world, she helps the Asgardians get used to this new place. She also has hopes Thor will heal in time. She hasn't given up hope. I mean when all the Avengers were giving Thor looks of "oh, that is sad", she in the end has confidence in him. The movie never showed her thinking Thor is lesser of a man and king than he was before. She actually hopes for him to finally do right by his people.

What pisses me off is that Thor just goes off onto another adventure leaving Valkyrie with more responsibility than she already has (considering that now the whole human population is back and recovering from the IW events you can guarantee a whole host of problems are going to arise for the Asgardians. Considering how humans are you can bet on that.) The only way I can forgive Thor is if they give us a Thor 4 where he comes back to Earth with the remaining Asgardians (Hulk does say "we can bring them back") and finally decides to do some good for his people. Helps them have a better life, navigating human culture, learning new skills.

The Russos make Thor's grieve look like a joke! LIKE THOR DOESN'T EVEN CARE!!! RESPONSIBILITY??? NOPE THOR DOESN'T KNOW ANY OF THAT! you don't even feel sorry anymore or sympathise with Thor. You just feel ANGRY!! At the Russos and at Thor himself!!

Other things that hurt me...

Tony's death. It hurts just thinking about it! I feel it was unnecessary. There's no need for him to die. The Russos with all their imagination should have given him a happy ending! Natasha's death broke me first! Yeah you're gonna be a weeping mess after this. Steve was...*sigh*!!! It was sad and bittersweet. Did i like that ending for him? Not really 😢

Wanda doesn't get back Vision. Recently Elizabeth Olsen gave hints that the WandaVision series will be set in 1950s. I don't even know how that works out 😐

And Loki!!! You know how we thought he was ooc in Ragnarok? Nah! The Loki we see in Endgames New York 2012 is competing side by side with Ragnarok Loki on who is more ooc . I mean! He actually shape-shifted into Steve to mock him. He waved bye bye at the Hulk!! What??!! And then he just disappears and you're sitting there like "what the hell happen???"

What was good about Endgame?....

The rest of the movie was good. The humour was great when it didn't involve Thor. I'll never get over Scott in ant size sticking his ass out and saying "Flick me" at Tony😂 There were a lot of ass jokes. But it was find. Rocket and Prof. Hulk are my faves.

Thor meeting his mother was very emotional. Since she's a witch she immediately knew he was from the future. She doesn't judge him at all. She's just happy to see him.Their reunion was very sweet. A lot of tears and hugs. 😢In the end Frigga gives him a hug just before he leaves tells him in her sweet motherly voice "eat a salad" 😂😂 The only thing that was irritating here is Thor calling her "mom" 😕

For those who have been asking, there's a reason Thor had to sneak pass Loki 'cause of the time travel thing he can't allow himself to be seen by anyone. And Loki would definitely know this is Thor from the future. That would mess things up a lot.

Thor looked sort of better at the end when he was fighting Thanos. It would seem him summoning his armour, Mjolnier and the lighting also took care of his beard and hair. It's still long but braided 😕 He fought good. He was cool at the end.

Gamora is alive (Gamora from the past entered the 2018 timeline because of Thanos) !! 😄 And Quill is looking for her (He gotta make her fall in love with him all over)

And of course the fighting was epic as is expected. Cap wielding Mjolnier! When everybody showed up through Strange's portal!, Steve's "Avengers Assemble", Tony and Pepper fighting together!!! Wanda!! The Ladies of Marvel!! Captain Marvel!! 10/10(Tbh, Carol does look a little impatient the few times she was in the movie. Like she needed to be somewhere. I guess she has priorities. Other planets to protect. The moment she was sure Earth was safe she was gone.)

Not gonna lie, Endgame is epic and it is brilliant and amazing even with its flaws.

What's interesting is according to the Ancient One, if you move the stones from their proper place in the timeline it would result in a parallel reality being created. And of all the stone only the Space Stone has been moved from its place..by Loki. So that could mean a new alternate reality/universe has been created. And you know what.....That is actually scary. I wonder if the present universe Thor even knows that this other reality even exists where Loki is most probably alive. But even if he knows he wouldn't be able to do anything anyway.

Watching the movie, and seeing everybody fight together side by side, makes me miss Loki. It's like that scene where he takes the Space Stone and vanished sealed his fate somewhat. He's no longer connected to the timeline or universe we know. A new story exists for him. He's completely separated. And He's different now. He's probably still somewhat a villain with no redemption. He was never meant to fight side by side with the Avengers in this universe at least. Who knows how he turns out in the other universe. As matter of fact i wonder how everyone in the other universe turns out.

Looking at things i feel if Loki had been alive after IW, he will never be able to just settle down on Earth. And now Thor is the same too. They will probably just up and leave and travel. 'Cause for Loki especially, he's never going to be able to adjust with humans. The restrictions on him would be huge. I see him as the type who would leave through a hidden portal to other worlds.

I do feel like everybody's story hasn't really ended. Especially for Thor. He calls himself and Quills team as "Asgardians of The Galaxy" and if I'm not wrong there's a comic book of that name. Aside from that he, Quill and the team need to find Gamora and other Asgardians and return to Earth. And there better be a movie for that.

*Insert The Avengers theme song by Alan Silvestri*

[personagf-moved]

alphabet & soft questions ✨

I was tagged by my bb’s @prksjmiin (alphabet ask) and @joonieblossoms (soft ask) and i didn’t want to make two separate posts so im gonna apologize in advance bc i decided to stick both posts together :’) dkdkkdkd yall aint gotta read everything but if u do ily and im sorry i write novels on novels dlfksdkf

i’ll tag @koyasdad, @1ovegf, @joonlit, @sleepyyyoongs, @constellationstars and @capgi 💘

honestly feel free to do either one or both or none if u want dkkdkdkd i just wanted to tag u guys bc ily

Alphabet ask:

a // age: 21

b // birthplace: new jersey!

c // current time: 1:17 am

d // drink you had last: coffee

e // easiest person to talk to: my brother when he isnt being an absolute fool

f // favorite songs: 

aint it fun - paramore

trivia love 

honey - kehlani

abbey - mitski

moonlight - ariana grande

g // grossest memory: i was in the city one time and a bird shit on my forehead. i think about it at least twice a week 

h // horror yes or horror no:  H O R R O R   Y E S   B A B E E E Y Y Y Y Y Y Y im the absolute worst person i’ll dead ass watch a scary movie/video or read horror stories by myself just bc. 

i // in love: with my whole ass soulmate namjoon. i luv u string bean man

j // jealous of people: im not even gonna try to lie i am a very jealous person and i am so sorry about it but i really cant help it lmfao. blame my scorpio venus i guess

k // kids of your own someday: when i say i have been thinking about this everyday.........! i wanna have it all i want the kids the white picket fence the dream house everything. i cant wait to be a mommy one day and love n support my bb’s :’)

l // love at first sight or should i walk by again: we a whole ass fool on main and believe in love at first sight!!!! i really do believe soulmates are a true thing and if a love is destined to be across an infinite span of lifetimes and universes then it will always find its way back. when you know, you know, and i genuinely believe that. 

m // middle name: padilla

n // number of siblings: 1 older brother, 1 half brother (older), and 1 half sister (older)

o // one wish: to find true love

p // person you last called: my manager bc i had a work question lol

q // question you’re always asked: “why are you like this” (usually friends @ me when i wild out...which is like everyday), “are you mad?”, “how old are you REALLY?”, “how’s your brother?” (bc he ghosts all family n i have to speak on his behalf like always fsdfjksdf)

r // random fact about you: i once used a horrible bootleg copy of the force awakens to make a star wars crack video dubbing the part in shrek when he first meets donkey over the scene when rey first met bb-8 and it went viral and has like 200,000 notes and even had articles written about it. also i had a weird fascination with jar jar binks and danny devito when i was in high school and i had a habit of making either one of them my icon on school accounts so i could make people laugh when they emailed me or saw me in a word document skfkkkfkf

s // song you last sang: “abbey” by mitski :’(

t // time you woke up: exactly 10 this morning and it was weird bc i picked up my phone and it had JUST turned 10 when i looked i was so shook lol 

u // underwear colour: she be black 

v // vacation destination: paris bc im a basic bitch :’) also japan/all asian countries. i wanna connect with my roots more :/

w // worst habit: yeeting the fuck outta people’s lives when i think they’re getting too close/when i get overwhelmed. im sorry im a flighty bitch @ anyone i’ve ever ghosted :( i love anyone who’s ever tried to talk to me and its never ur fault, i just get the urge to escape sometimes and i’m trying to fix it 

x // x-rays: omg @ tori dead ass me too tho, i had x-rays when i broke my arm when i was around 6 :o

y // your favorite food: my mom’s spaghetti! and sushi. also i love any and all filipino food but specifically i like nilaga and kare-kare oooo baby

z // zodiac sign: we’re a proud libra sun 

Soft ask:

What’s the smell of your shampoo?

we got them fruity scents up in here we keep that shit smellin like a goddamn strawberry field take a fuckin whiff babes

What’s your aesthetic?

the moon and stars, soft pink and purple sunsets with a burning red on the horizon, sunrises as well, paintings and generally all art revolving around flowers and the celestial, pretty pastel pink and yellow, the sound and smell of rain falling against the window while being curled up in bed uwu 

What’s your favorite time of the day and why?

lately it’s been night time. i generally get more creative and feel more at home during the night. i miss being a morning person tho. 

What do you most like about the beach?

not a lot fklsjdjfkslkdflksdlkf i usually only go to get a tan and walk the boardwalk with my friends, but if i had it my way i would never step foot in the ocean for the rest of my life sdjdjdjdjsj we dont trust her!!!!!!!!!

What do you worry about constantly?

when i’m gonna figure out what i wanna do with my life lol. i took a year off to think about it but all i ended up doing was working myself to exhaustion and getting comfy in a work only mindset and now i’m only even more confused about what i want to pursue. i’m just glad im going to chicago next week because i feel like a change of setting for even just a week could give me a much needed reset on my mindset going into the next year. i worry about the future but the problem is i worry about the present too lol. oh well, we’ll figure it out!

What is a song you’ve cried to before?

oh boy...

trivia love

moonchild

first love

she used to be mine - waitress soundtrack

20 something - sza

26 - paramore

the letter - kehlani

landslide - fleetwood mac

when you see my friends - mayday parade

and many........many many more...... skskskks music is my main emotional outlet so naturally im gonna cry over anything that reflects my heart

What are some relaxing tips for your followers?

as The World’s Number One Most Stressed Out Human Being™️ i am definitely in no way fit to give advice on how to relax LMFAO 

but i guess something that always works for me is putting on music i KNOW will make me sing a long or make me happy to distract me from the nerves i’m feeling. also putting on my favorite comfort movies to make me feel better (they’re big fish, scott pilgrim vs the world, and spirited away btw lol)

 What are some things that make you tear up?

the ending of coco, seeing my mom cry, or anyone i love cry tbh, when children are neglected/abused, thinking about the world i’ll have to bring my future children into and how i’m going to be able to teach them to stay strong and bright in the face of it, lyrics that hit too close to home, absolutely anything tbh i cry easy

What is your favorite from each sense?

sight - the view of my cherry blossom tree against a pink sunset in the spring of my childhood home, a person’s eyes and how they light up when they smile, especially when they crinkle as they laugh

smell - the earth after rain, a forest in autumn

taste - my mom’s cooking, good coffee on an early morning

sound - beautiful melodies and harmonies to accompany them, a baby cooing, birds chirping at sunrise

touch - my pillow when its nice and cool, a cat’s tummy, a baby’s cheeks, fingers running through my hair

What is an alternative reality you’d like to live in?

one where im married to namjoon n we have a lot of smart musical prodigy babies who have his dopey smile and i live comfortably in our big ass home in korea where i raise our babies n get that good pipe down every night like i should

jk i wanna live in a reality where magic is real and i can cast spells and live my best life as the true witch that i am

What are some troubles you face on a daily basis?

for starters im ugly as shit so theres one

if we mean practically then i have really bad knees and i recently busted them again so its been really hard getting up and down stairs lately and bending over 

but idk theres not really much. emotionally i just tend to get withdrawn and timid in public so it can be hard for me to speak up when i go out

What is one scene from a book that makes you really sad?

unfortunately i haven’t read as many books lately as i did when i was younger...so a lot of my memories are from books that i read like as a kid lol......THAT BEING SAID i think rue and finnick’s death in the hunger games was truly heartbreaking to read, the spine of my copies of both books have cracks on those pages bc i had to read it several times just to really believe it. also i thought it was written so heart wrenchingly well that i had to go back.  also in looking for alaska when pudge, a man who loved to know people’s last words, realized that he would never know alaska’s last words. im also really thankful for that book bc it introduced me to wh auden’s poetry and to this day he’s still one of my favorite poets of all time.  

Say something to your followers:

thank you thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU for following me and for some reason deciding to stay after how many times i act up on the daily. all jokes aside i really appreciate every single one of you no matter the number and i sincerely hope that you always have love and joy in your heart and that 2019 treats you well. i HONESTLY mean it when i say that i am always here if you guys want to talk or send me things or roast me or talk shit seriously i wanna hear it all and talk about it all i think all of you are so interesting and so beautiful and i’d love to get to know more about you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS! yeet!

[beehindthesceens]

Thing I wrote

This is just concept stuff for a series I'm working on. I quite like it so why no share it? If you have any constructive criticism please do tell. and uhh yeah enjoy ig.

(btw this was originally something for school so if it feels rushed... it was. Another thing is that I'm planning on re-writing the last bits and probably expanding on everything else later.)

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*this is not based on real witchcraft, it’s just a made-up system of magic

Ida was a witch, the last of her kind. Not saying witchcraft was dead, it was just dead where she was. The only other person in her life that openly did magic was her mother, but she was gone. Not dead just somewhere else. At least she hoped she was just somewhere else. But Ida didn't let these thoughts bother her too much anymore. She had grown to like it when it was quiet. The silence helped her listen and learn about herself and the things around her.

The rather petite girl looked out the window of her little forest cottage she used to share with others. The morning sun just barely shone through the crosses that sat in front of the glass panes. Vines and flowers covered and flowed throughout the kitchen. Mushrooms and herbs growing in between the cracks of the stone wall. Ida eyes continued thoughtlessly looking at the same scenery she’s seen for years now. Beyond the window was a large field with a dry dirt path. Surrounding it was grass greener than emerald and flowers of all sorts spread across the ups and downs of the hills forward. On the side was a green house where Ida got most of her food, if not from the walls of the kitchen. But in the middle of it all, was a big weeping willow tree. She used to think that it looked to be taller than the gods sometimes. Its slumped branches simply danced with the wind.

Swaying with the leaves was an old wooden swing Ida would use so often in her youth. She would sometimes think of fixing it but always talked herself out of it. She constantly told herself that there would be no use for it. As nowadays she simply wanders around looking for anything new. For she was now too big to fit the swing. But that didn’t matter much anymore.

Ida didn’t like to linger on the past. She thought it was a waste of time. It wasn’t like Ida had anything else to do though. She told herself it was all the king’s fault. It was his fault that she’s miserable. It’s his fault her mother was gone. It was his fault she lived this boring life that only kept on looping over and over.

Though deep down inside, she knew that to be false. Accepting that was hard. One of the hardest pills to swallow. But Ida wasn’t ready to take her medicine yet. What she was ready for though, was another day full of dull adventures and almost tripping on wet leaves. Well, I suppose that the adventures weren’t that dull. When you can see spirits and creatures of the unknown, it spices things up a bit. However the interactions with said creatures were give or take, the same. They would say hello, have some small talk, then leave. On Tuesdays she would have tea with some of the mushroom people. And on Thursdays, read to the baby JHj'Hanfog. She had a set schedule that she didn’t mind, she quite enjoyed the mushroom people gossip, but it wasn’t fulfilling enough for her.

Her mother always said she was one for adventure and danger. Always out and about breaking bones and messing with the wrong group of knights. She basically craved the adrenaline of danger and high tension. Time obviously gave her more self-control and calmed her down but even so, parts of someone never die that easily. Which leads us to our current situation.

After saying goodbye to the emptiness inside, she left the house with pep in her step and a blank stare. Walking down the same dirt path she looked down, then at the sky. The early morning gold slowly transforms into the blinding light of day. She took her usual route, down the river, find the bridge and cross, forward until you pass the mushroom peoples village. It wasn’t Tuesday so she waved and left. ‘Today is looking like a good day for me’ she told herself before completely spacing out.

Continuing on she realized that she was lost. Confusion filled her brain as she frantically looked around. She said, “HOW AM I LOST I BASICALLY GREW UP HERE??????” None of the trees look familiar and she had no recollection of her previous turns. ‘I take back my thoughts...’ she thought, annoyance quickly rising to her face. She had no way of getting back. No magic tools, no signs from the forest, and no random creature to help. Ida sighed; her mind still boggled on how she got lost. She obviously didn’t know every nook and cranny of the forest but still. Getting this utterly lost? ‘Must’ve been the work of Sir Thomas’ ghost I say!’ she dramatically thought, a small giggle coming out.

Without anything else to do, she continued to wander. Seeing the trees around her pass by. Small rays of sunlight peeked through the trees as she walked. The deeper in she got the darker it became. At first, she didn’t notice it, but sooner or later it seemed like it was evening. Becoming kinda spooked, she tried to search for a speck of light. Any would do. For what seemed like hours Ida ran around lost. Every direction turning into one. No matter where she looked, she only found the darkness growing.

‘I just had to not learn fire magic...’ She thought, rolling her eyes. Ida was about to give up, and just try again later. “Sleeping in a tree doesn’t seem too bad.” She said, too quiet for anyone to hear aside from her. Then from the corner of her eye, “LIGHT!” She excitedly jumped up and down and immediately dashed towards the source. Twisting and turning throughout the trees, the wind making her eyes tear up. A small sliver of hope gleaming in her mind. Footprints running deep in the mud as a smile formed. The blue gleam became closer and closer and then, falling.

Ida was falling. A pretty deep distance might I add. Ida didn’t even realize she was falling until she was halfway between the air and the floor. She was too scared to even scream, her face frozen in fear. She quickly accepted the fact that she was probably going to die, as sad as it is. Her face trying their best to close her eyes shut as her body awaited the incoming crunch of her spine. But... it never came.

The radish haired girl was super confused, opening her eyes again to the sight of the pitch black in the forest; except this time she was surrounded by the lush blue light she was chasing. “Oh god am I dead? Is this how I die? Curse you Sir Thomas!” She remarked, putting a weak fist in the air at the end. Kinda like an old man saying, ‘dagnabbit you little scoundrels!’ to the youngin’s passing by. Ida decided to close her eyes as a final act of closure to her supposed death. Her head moved with her eyes, her hood falling off in the act. Her hair falling out with it having one of her side braids fall on her nose.

“Umm, miss? Are you gonna thank me for saving your life or what?” A masculine voice appearing out of seemingly nowhere. The girl’s eyes shot open as she frantically looked around, pulling her hood up with it. “Right here ma’am.” The same voice spoke.

Her vision finally clearing she was met face to face with a transparent boy holding her in his arms. They stared at each other for a good 5 seconds before Ida screamed and fell out of said arms. The pain she awaited from the top of the cliff finally came but not as spine crunching as expected. A stifled laugh soon erupted from the boy, wheezing and coughing filling the dead empty silence of the cliff- ravine thing they were in. Sitting up she frowned at him, obviously not liking the fact he laughed at her pain. While starring, she noticed 3 major things about him.

One was that he was very much see through, him and his entire body was see through. His clothes, his face, his everything! Then, the uniform he wore was one a top general would wear, at least that’s what Ida thinks it is. She’s a country bumpkin so she doesn’t know much about the city. The jacket was black with gold and red accents. He rocked lots of leather straps and a cape around his body. Honestly, some of the straps just seemed to be there to look cool. He had many pins and ribbons of honor on the left of his chest, despite the dark atmosphere they seemed to shine very bright. Along the side of his sleeve were 5 embroidered gold stars, therefore proving he was someone super duper important.

And lastly, his eyes... or at least what was supposed to be his eyes. All that was there were hollow sockets. But they weren’t as bad or scary as one might think. Despite the lack of emotion in his eye holes they seemed friendly enough. If it weren’t for their current situation Ida would’ve thought that he was pretty handsome... for a ghost of course. The more she starred, the more her frown turned into fascination. The ghost noticed this and smirked.

“Awe, you think I’m pretty right?” he said with the same teasing tone, floating towards her in one swift motion. Ida simply rolled her eyes and said, “First off no, and secondly, where am I?” The ghost boy faked his shock and slowly floated down as if he was falling, hand on his heart like he was having heart burn. “Oh random girl I just met! How dare you break-eth my heart with such cruelty?” He shouted in an overly dramatic fashion, maybe even more dramatic than Ida…

“Oh my god you’re worse than me- Is this how my mom feels? I kinda feel bad now.” Ida remarked, only half joking. The ghost boy quickly floated back up and chuckled, holding a hand out to Ida as she was still on the floor. She reluctantly took his gloved hand and patted the dirt off her. In the silence Ida came to a realization. If he’s a ghost, how in god's name did he catch her, hold her, and help her back up? He’s a ghost you shouldn’t be able to do that! Suspicion rose, Ida’s eyes narrowed at his nonexistent ones.

“...what?” he sighed. “Oh gosh, look I know I’m like the most gorgeous person you’ve ever met but you don’t have stare~” he fake whined. Ida shook her head, clearly annoyed by this man’s actions.

“Correct me if I’m wrong but you’re a ghost, right?

“Hmmm, let’s see, transparency, floating and weird hollowed eyes... no I don’t think I am.”

She groaned at his sarcasm, only earning a smirk on his end. Hand on her eyes, Ida continued saying, “Look, if you’re well... a ghost, then how can you touch me?”

“That’s a secret toots.” He winked at her.

“Why?”

“Because I’m cool now, you want to know where you are right?”

Ida remembered her initial question and nodded. Now that she thought about it, she was in this weird reveen thing with glowing blue things around her. They looked like flowers, but she’s never seen them before. ‘A new species maybe?’. The sky was still a void and the floor was rocky. Not like sharp rocky but the smooth stones you can step on. The ghost then started walking- er- floating? It was really confusing; the bottom of his legs would sometimes blend with the light of the flowers so you couldn’t really tell. Ida followed behind as if it were a house tour. Then it turned into a house tour.

“Welcome to my humble abode! Where the weird glowing flowers are plenty and rocks are, uh, also plenty!” He said in his best salesman voice he could muster. Putting his arms out to present the beauty of this dark dark rocky hole. “IF you take a look to your left, you’ll see a big rock! If this were in the city, I would be super rich cause I can make profit off of people taking pictures with a rock!”

“Wait, people pay to take pictures with rocks!?” Shock filled Ida’s voice.

“Only if they’re super big!”

“That’s stupid...”

“I know!” He said in an overly jolly voice.

Continuing on, he explained that they were in a deeper section of the forest. One that she’s never ventured in, or well many have. And when they did, they usually never came back the same. Ida would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a tad spooked but she put on a brave face as to not fuel this guys need to tease her. She could already tell this guy’s personality. He was a cocky bastard that she hoped was lovable because who knows how long they’ll have to be together.

He also told her about a way out, a staircase to go up back to the surface. Which was awfully convenient but who cares? Curiosity struck Ida, just who exactly was this guy? And why was he helping? She went to tap his shoulder but tripped in attempting to do so. “Pfffffft, are you okay?” turning around to check on her. “I- I’m fine, I forgot you were a ghost for a second.”

The sentence made him smile a bit before, turning back around. Leading her to the supposed stairs. They walked together in surprisingly comfortable silence. Ida was scared that it would be too awkward for her to handle so she was glad about this. The tall ghost then put his hands on the back of his head and turned a bit to look at Ida.

“Oh, by the way, what’s your name?” He asked in a very nonchalant tone. Ida’s eyes widen a bit at the realization of the fact they haven’t properly introduced themselves yet. “Oh right, my name’s Ida...yours?” putting her hand out.

“My names Kia...”

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Ever since that day in the reveen Ida regularly went out to see her new and, I guess, first friend. She would venture out into the dark parts of the forest she used to be scared to even go near to meet up with him. Together they would wander with each other and just chill. Every new day, a new adventure. Ida would actually leave earlier to see him. She would even take him to her weekly mushroom kingdom gossip.

“Can you BELIEVE that Mushy actually said that to her husband!?” Ida yelled to Kia as she hopped on rocks; trying her best not to get water on her socks. Kia, simply floating ahead yelled back “I KNOW RIGHT? You’d think after 10 years they’d be past this...” he sighed. Ida shook her head “Gosh I hope she wasn’t being serious about that... we might have to get interrogated by the MPD!” she giggled.

“OH GOD I HOPE NOT- I will not be able to take it seriously. Imagine the officer is like “DID YOU KILL HIM!?” then you look up, it’s a mushroom.” He laughed

“KIA STOP- I- *wheeze* I’M TRYING NOT TO FALL YOU DUMBASS!” She basically screeched. The laughter that erupted from them was probably enough to fill the entire forest. This continued for some time. Their cheeks and jaws hurt from smiling, continuously adding to each other’s jokes. Once Ida finally made it to the other side, she sat down on rock to catch her breath. Kia started ranting about the MPD and Ida simply listened. Finally calming down she stood up.

“I was actually almost arrested by the MPD... Not that I did anything I was just framed is all. Yeah, the officer would not let me go even though I was completely innocent!” He whined. Ida simply hummed a response and started following him again.

“He started to threaten me too! He said he was gonna ‘make sure I got the punishment I deserve’ or, something along those lines. Then I told him I could cook his entire family and he let me go.” Kia said as if it was nothing. Ida only looked at him with a shocked smile, stopping right in her tracks. He looked back confused, his face only saying ‘what?’ as if he didn’t just admit he threatened the life of an MPD officer. I mean like sure they are just mushrooms but still.

A blanket of silence fell on them again. It was the same comforting silence from the first time they met. It was all familiar. Ida walked behind Kia in silence in a dark area with only small specks of light to guide them. The only difference now is that they both know they have problems and have to take their medicine sooner or later.

Ida never noticed this, but Kia had a soft glow around him. It was almost majestic with all the sparkling particles as well. Finally deciding to break the silence, Ida spoke in a quieter voice.

“So Kia, mind telling me where we’re going?”

“Hm? Oh, we’re just going to a spot I like to hang out in. Also what’s in your basket? You’ve been making me hold the entire time.”

Ida forgot about this basket. She scrambled to take it back from him, but he floated higher. It didn't help that he was tall as well, I mean yeah was on the shorter end of the stick, but she can at least reach the tops of cabinets. Quickly admitting her defeat, she said, "Fine, there's cake it there... I just didn't want it going stale okay??"

From the time they spent together she had learnt 2 things. One, Kia has no memory of his past life. And 2, the only thing he remembers is liking cake. Not being sure if he can even eat it as he was a ghost made him sad. He hasn’t had ever since he died, but the few precious memories of it made him wonder why it brought him such joy. Ida felt guilty for bringing it, but she didn’t want it to get stale and dry as she stated earlier.

Kia’s form floated down like a feather and slumped on a rock. Ida decided to sit next and try to comfort him. Ida’s knees went past his own legs as if he weren’t even there. She told him a quiet sorry and went to hold his shoulder. Her hand stayed there.

“Hey if I stab the cake do you think you can eat it…?”

“....Fuck you Ida.” Kia said with a small smile.

“I mean can you even f u c k things? Like a ghost ween or whatever?”

“Would you like to find out?” He said, obviously as a joke. He wore that same fuckboy smirk that he always did.

“Shut up you have no eyes fucking loser.”

A fake gasp escaped his lips. He put his gloved hand to his mouth. He tried his best to look like he was about to cry but motherfucker couldn’t stop smiling.

“Ida! You whore! I’m gonna fuck your mom.”

“BRUH MY MOM IS PROBABLY DEAD- WAIT AREN’T YOU DEAD? YOU GONNA FUCK MY MOM AS A GHOST??? HOW DOES THIS WORK? UGHHHH”

End.

[jennycalendar]

Imperfections (2/?)

gosh i’m getting into this story and it’s starting to definitively Go Somewhere which is...pretty cool

it’s also on ao3!!

“What are Slayers usually like?” Jenny asked, taking a sip of her coffee. “Historically, I mean. Are they all like Kendra, or does it vary?”

“Going by the diaries of Watchers before me, it really does seem to depend on their environment, their upbringing, and their Watcher,” Rupert replied, pouring a bit of milk into his tea. “Kendra, for instance, was identified and raised as a Potential from a very early age, but Buffy remained relatively unnoticed and undiscovered and is therefore a bit more—”

“Wild?” Jenny quipped.

Rupert smiled slightly. “She’s certainly not the most well-behaved Slayer,” he agreed, clear affection in his tone as he spoke of Buffy. “I have heard a few stories about this Faith, however, though none of them seem to paint her as all that obedient.”

“Sounds like a character,” said Jenny with interest, sitting down atop Rupert’s desk. “Is her Watcher going to be here too?”

“I expect not,” said Rupert, his face souring slightly. “Willow called and mentioned that Faith’s Watcher was on the retreat.”

“Really?” Jenny smirked. “You know, you haven’t said a word about any kind of Watcher retreat, Rupert.”

“Do stop.”

“It isn’t like I’ve been hearing you talk and talk about it for weeks,” Jenny persisted with amusement.

“You are an awful, awful woman,” said Rupert only half-seriously, sitting down in his desk chair and taking Jenny’s hands in his. “And it irks me that I’m not invited. I have more than enough field experience to lead a lecture of my own there.”

“Maybe it’s like the slumber parties they always have in those high school movies,” Jenny suggested helpfully. “You know, where everyone gets invited except for the one weird girl with long hair and an eclectic fashion sense, and they all make fun of her over the weekend and come back to school and call her mean names.”

“You’re saying…what, exactly?” Rupert inquired somewhat apprehensively.

“I’m saying you’re the fuddy-duddy who didn’t get invited to the cool kids’ party,” said Jenny playfully. “Though—thinking about it, those Council members are pretty stuffy, so it’s essentially that you’re not enough of a snob to be in the Snob Club. Which is probably a good thing in the long run, if you think about it.”

“There’s kayaking,” said Rupert plaintively. “And horses.”

“Or maybe it’s like if your parents didn’t let you to go to summer camp.” Jenny frowned. “You know, I’m starting to think I should quit the analogies.” She ruffled Rupert’s hair. “You’re too cool for them anyway, England. I bet none of them summoned demons in the sixties.”

“Oh, lord, that’s probably why they never invite me,” Rupert groaned, burying his face in his hands.

“You know, we do have more important things to deal with then the retreat,” Jenny added, doing her best not to giggle when Rupert looked reproachfully up at her. “Faith, for instance. Should we be doing anything to get ready for when she shows up?”

“Not really,” said Rupert. “The children aren’t due for another thirty minutes, though I do think we should let them know about the most recent disappearances.”

“Never a dull moment here,” said Jenny dryly. Rupert chuckled. “So,” she added significantly, and slid neatly off the desk into his lap.

“Didn’t Buffy say something about not utilizing the library as our own—” Rupert frowned slightly. “I believe she called it a smooching space?”

“This isn’t the library,” said Jenny pointedly. “This is your office, which has a lock on its door.”

Rupert smiled, a touch of mischief in his eyes. “Right,” he agreed, and wound his arms around her waist, pulling her so close that their noses brushed. “About the retreat,” he continued conversationally, “they have a hiking route that goes along this lovely sunlit trail, and I’ve been told that during said hikes, a topic of conversation is usually—”

“I’m going to kill you,” said Jenny.  

The library was sunlit, and Faith already liked that about it. Lots of windows meant lots of escape routes if shit got messy during a research session. And, yeah, lots of books too, but whatever. Faith wasn’t much of a reader. Too much sitting still.

“I guess we’re here early,” commented Buffy next to her. Faith glanced over at her. She still wasn’t all that sure how she felt about Buffy, who continued to seem only as pleasant and friendly as she needed to be.

“Oh, no,” said the redhead—Faith couldn’t quite remember her name, though she got the sense it was some kind of plant—in a horribly mortified voice.

“What?” said Buffy. The redhead jerked her head towards the closed door of the library office, and Buffy groaned. “Oh, no,” she said exasperatedly, and picked up a book, throwing it at the door.

“Don’t throw my books!” came an irritated British voice, immediately followed by the sound of a woman laughing.

“Ugh,” said Buffy. The expression on her face looked much less composed, and it made Faith like her a little more. “Ew.”

“We were just talking, Buffy. You don’t have to throw heavy volumes to break us apart.” A short, dark-haired woman came out of the office, followed by a guy with glasses and a nice suit. He was giving the woman an affectionate look that made Faith’s stomach turn a little in a way she didn’t completely understand. She labeled it as disgust and put it out of her head.

“Oh, don’t play innocent with me, Ms. Calendar,” said Buffy indignantly. “You think I don’t remember the time you guys were kissing right in the front of the library? With tongue?”

The man was blushing furiously by this point. “You’ll be Faith, then?” he said a bit loudly, as though trying to drown out what Buffy was saying. “Apologies for the—um—unorthodox introduction.”

“Yeah, usually we’re more up front with the kissing,” added Ms. Calendar. Faith snorted.

“No. No up front. No behind. No kissing anywhere in this library,” said Buffy with clear disgust before turning to Faith. “Faith, this is my Watcher Giles, and Ms. Calendar teaches Willow magic.”

Willow. Okay. That was the redhead. “Cool,” said Faith. “So you’re a witch?”

“Technopagan is the term,” said Ms. Calendar, and shared a smile with Giles, as though they were sharing some kind of joke that Faith wasn’t in on. Judging by the looks on the other faces in the room, though, no one else was either, so that made Faith feel a little better. “I’m mostly good at practical magic.”

“Love that movie,” Faith quipped. Ms. Calendar gave her a newly appreciative look.

“So, Giles!” Buffy cut in. “Faith said that her Watcher was off on a retreat.” Faith’s stomach twisted a little at this, but she kept her face neatly composed. It felt both good and bad that no one thought to look closer. “How come you’re not there?”

To everyone’s surprise, Ms. Calendar snickered before suddenly bursting into violent giggles.

“Stop,” said Giles irritably. “Stop it, Jenny, it isn’t funny.”

Ms. Calendar choked out something about “hasn’t shut up for hours!” and staggered over to the library table, burying her face in her hands to muffle her laughter.

“It’s not—stop.” Giles glared at Ms. Calendar before turning back to Buffy. Ignoring a still-laughing Ms. Calendar with almost over-the-top dignity, he explained, “There's a Watchers' retreat every year in the Cotswolds. It's a lovely spot. It's very serene. There's horse riding and hiking and punting and lectures and discussions. It’s a great honor to be invited.” His expression soured slightly. “Or so I'm told.”

“Whew!” Ms. Calendar rubbed a hand across her face before standing up, her face still a bit pink from laughter. “I keep telling you, Rupert, the entire concept of a Watchers’ retreat that leaves out an active Watcher is complete bullshit—sorry, Faith.”

“No sweat,” said Faith, who was starting to very much like Ms. Calendar.

“If they’re going to leave you out, they’re leaving out one of the two people actually doing the job they base their organization around, which is ridiculous and illogical,” said Ms. Calendar to Giles. Then, her mouth twitching, “And yet you’re still obsessing over that damn retreat.”

“It’s not obsessing,” Giles objected.

“Sure, sweetie,” Ms. Calendar agreed placatingly, patting him on the arm. “Anyway, putting aside Rupert’s emotional issues about the Watcher retreat—”

“I object immensely to that statement.”

“—there’s something actually important that we need to address.”

“I object immensely to that statement as well.”

Ms. Calendar fixed Giles with a dryly amused look before turning back to the Scoobies. “It’s pretty lucky Faith showed up when she did.”

“Aha!” Willow interjected. All eyes turned to her, and she looked a little embarrassed. “Sorry. I just meant…aha! There's big evil brewing. You'll never be bored here, Faith,” she added to Faith, who grinned at her. “’Cause this is Sunnydale, home of the big brewin' evil.”

“Yes, well, I don't know how big an evil it is,” Giles began, “but, uh, two people have disappeared from the Sunset Ridge District.” He handed Buffy a newspaper, and Faith peered over her shoulder, scanning the article. Not a lot to look at. Basically just said what the Watcher had. Though apparently they put disappearance notices right next to high school lacrosse team scores, which made Faith wonder how normal mysterious disappearances were in this town.

“Well, I'm good for patrolling,” Buffy agreed. “Late-ish, though. I promised Mom I'd be home for dinner.” She handed Xander the paper, then said a bit awkwardly to Faith, “Um, to which you're also invited, of course, dinner with us.”

“Dyin' to meet the fam,” Faith agreed gamely. “I'm in.”

“Great!” Buffy said. “Great, then we can patrol, also together.” She didn’t sound exactly thrilled about this. Not that Faith minded. She had plenty of time to figure out what Buffy’s deal was.

“Hey, don't you have that health science makeup?” Willow asked Buffy. Buffy replied something that Faith didn’t catch, because Willow had turned to her and was saying, “You know, you can hang out with us while she's testing. You wanna?”

“Okay,” Faith agreed. To Buffy, “Hey, later.”

She didn’t look back as she left the library. As nice as these people seemed, it wasn’t like she was going to be a part of any of their lives for all that long.

“I like her,” said Jenny thoughtfully.

“She certainly does have a lot of…zest,” Giles agreed tentatively, glancing over at a glowering Buffy.

Jenny shook her head. “That’s not why I like her,” she said cryptically, and exited the library.

Giles followed. “Far be it from me to criticize your, ah, endearing ambiguity, dear,” he said, slipping his hand into hers as they walked, “but you’re being quite enigmatic.”

“If there’s a more British way to ask what do you mean, I really want to hear it,” said Jenny with amusement. She frowned a little thoughtfully, then said, “Faith’s very friendly. Playful and quippy. I like that about her. But I get the sense that there’s something she’s not telling us, and I’m honestly a little intrigued by that.”

“Hmm,” said Giles. “I didn’t notice.”

“I mean, you were very busy going off on tangents about hiking and punting and lectures and—” Jenny cut herself off to grin at the look on Giles’s face. “You know I love you,” she said placatingly. “I’m just—I wonder what there is that we don’t know about Faith. She’s a pretty ambiguous person herself.”

“I like to think we’ll have the opportunity to find out,” Giles replied.  

[themomsandthecity]

Mom's Hilarious Post About a Mouse in Her Son's Room Has the Best Plot Twist

Laura Mazza of Mum on the Run constantly has us in tears over her hysterical stories, but her latest rambling about a mouse that appeared in her son's room is the funniest, most surprising thing we've read from her. Aside from the fact that Laura makes at least five references to fictional mice throughout her story, the tale (no pun intended) has a plot twist ending that, if it gets you as it did us, will have you laughing to yourself all day. "Today I saw a mouse in my son's room. A mouse. Stewart Little has decided to come in my house and set up camp near my sons drawers . . . " Laura started, admitting she debated whether or not to share this story because people might think she's incapable of being an adult (but then realized they'd be totally right, so why the hell not?). "I saw it and I froze. And it was the kinda freeze that you feel like you shouldn't even breathe. Where your air escapes your lungs." The mom continued her story, sharing that she screamed for her lurking daughter to get away from her brother's room, then decided to call her husband about the mouse (Jerry, if you will). Frozen in fear, she announced to her husband, "mouse in house," to which he responded hilariously: "cat in hat." She continued: "No babe, there's a mouse in Luca's room! You need to come home NOW and take it outside!" "Oh Bub you just take it outside, or just kill it" "Kill it???" Obviously this guy hasn't seen the movie The Witches where the witch turns into a mouse after eating soup and gets stomped on by the chef and green pus sprays out. "There are children in the house, your children. You need to come here. I can't save them." He laughs. He thinks I'm joking. This face isn't joking. This face is scared that this mouse is going to radio The Rescuers and call his other mice friends to come and have a pebble poo party orgy. NOT ON MY WATCH, MOUSE. Not on my watch. But of course he can't see my face because he's on the phone. "Okay I'm being serious there's a mouse in the house and I'm FREAKING THE F OUT." I actually did swear but I'll try and be cool in the post. Pretty sure I called the mouse the C-word. "Where is it?" He asks. "In Luca's room." "Where?" "I dunno, I'll open the door." I open the door so slowly . . . inch by inch in snail speed, so slow that I can hear my husband asking if I'm still there. And it's there. In the same spot. Related This Woman Hilariously Recounts Her Worst Nightmare: Farting in a Yoga Class! However, the mouse wasn't simply standing like a meerkat on its hind legs waiting for Laura to reenter the room - it was dead. After announcing the news to her husband, he gave her a pep talk to help her handle the rest of this dire situation on her own and said he had to go, so naturally, she hung up on him. The hilarious mom took a few swigs of whiskey, pumped herself up in the mirror, bolted down the door, and "went charging in like a knight in shining armor with a piece of paper screaming like the warrior woman I am," when she realized . . . the mouse wasn't dead, because it wasn't an effing mouse. It was a toy leopard. "I nod to myself and say 'We shall never tell a soul about this,'" Laura wrote. "My husband got home four hours later and asked me how I went. I said 'Mate, I handled that sh*t.'" http://bit.ly/2h7T3vn