#but DONNA???? that's his sister bro

[floralovebot]

If Donna and Garth got together how would you like their relationship to play out whether as adults or teenagers?

well,,, i don't like donna/garth, so i would prefer they don't get together at all.

i don't wanna leave you hanging,, but just know that everything i'm about to say is going to be said from the perspective of Not liking that ship. so if you do like this ship, honestly i'd recommend maybe skipping the post and asking someone who does like them adjkhg

while i don't like garth's characterization in this newest world's finest series, i do think the way they handled their relationship was probably the best way it could've gone. essentially, the two of them are in a "situationship", but they're having troubles because their personalities are so different and they don't mesh well in a romantic setting. they end up having a mutual break up that is extremely chill! here's a post if you want to see the pages

garth and donna having different expectations and needs in a relationship and casually agreeing that they can't be what they need to be for each other is the best way to go about them having a romantic relationship (if they Must be together). i'm glad that it was a healthy break up with zero drama too - that's exactly the way it should be if it's them. and it would be this way regardless of age. but also they just shouldn't get together in the first place adlghlgda

[theyluvlyss]

"...𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐭, '𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞'..."

《 ♡ 》 headcannons

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

no real summary, just some loose thoughts I have, per the request😙.

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!reader x finney blake - she/her/hers pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

70s-80s (🤷🏽‍♀️) - the grabber doesn't exist - finney's dad isn't a p.o.s.😃

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

FLUFFFF - I think I cussed just a little😆🤏🏽 - finney being the best boyfriend you'll ever have in your life - short/small mentions of bruises/scars - me getting carried away

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It's true, they did. Not that either you or Finney could deny such a claim because that's exactly what it felt like. What it was. Innocent, blissful, doting puppy love.

Who's "they", you ask?

Well, literally everyone. Your parent(s), his father and sister, your friends, his friends, other peers/classmates... hell, even the strangers that looked at you two long enough, observing, could tell- No, feel the love radiating from you two at what seemed like all times.

Which you found surprising, seeing as you two were under the impression that your relationship was kept rather private to the naked eye, but I'll get to that in a second.

Even before you two had made it official, the mutual crush was painfully obvious to any and everyone around. It was in the way your eyes would find their way over to him whenever he walked into the classroom, worry filling them to the brim should he adorn any bruises and/or scars from any bullies of his.

The way he'd fidget whenever you were in his line of sight, biting his thumb at his desk if you sat close enough to him or clicking that space-themed pen over and over again when you breezed by him in the halls.

God forbid you said hi to him when you did. Poor thing would just melt, remember he had to respond back, and then go, "H-...hi...!" when you were already long gone😭.

And oh my god, you'd better believe Gwen and Robin were getting an earful, damn near every topic of conversation somehow circling back to you. Vice versa for Donna, knowing it was no use trying to pry any other subject from that brain of yours because it was all muddled with "Finney this..." and "Finney that..."

So yeah, though elated when you two finally became an item, nobody was shocked. Not even a little.

But anyhow, dating Finney is so sweet, and quiet, and peaceful (if that makes sense). It's just very loving and calming, with LOTS of a reassuring being done between the both of you. I feel as though Finney is just a naturally semi-anxious person but he also masks really well, so for the first while of your relationship, you spent it gently poking and prodding away, letting him know he could trust you fully with any and everything.

It's lots of sweet touches - hand holding, you rubbing his shoulders/back/arms often, him moving hair from out of your face or shooing away small bugs/dust from your person, face cupping - little things that bring about butterflies, even if it's been months (maybe even years) into the relationship😭.

AND THE KISSESSSSJFJEKDO omg- (sorry I just💀🥴-) He's such a huge fan of little pecks, I mean, sure... an actual KISS-kiss or a makeout sesh is fun-cool-awesome whatever, but bro actually forgets how to breathe for a second when you randomly peck him on the cheek or lips. The biggest grin in the whole world just spawns on his face if you bound up to him and the first thing you do is, "Hey, Finn!" and give him a lil' kiss right there on his nose.

And forehead kisses are something sooo special to him. He gives those out left and right, yes he does😌. There's something about them that just makes him feel like he's cherishing you and that he's just pouring all of his love and adoration into you, y'know? Plus, he loves the way you'll watch him carefully each time, too. Like, not saying he's the biggest fan of being watched at all, but in this instance, he doesn't mind and actually wants you to see/prepare for that special kiss he's delivering.

Which, speaking of, he's not fond of PDA. If anything, the most he can tolerate is hand-holding and just a short/small peck when you greet each other. But anything more, he's pretty inclined to reserve it for when you two are alone. Or at most, amongst well-known/close friends/family. Although, he won't shy/pull away if you want to hold his hand under the table/desk. And he won't move away if your legs or shoulders are touching if you two are doing/working on something together.

Cuddling/hugging? Bed and/or couch activity only, and can not - I repeat - CAN NOT be interrupted, or he'll be so salty about it. Again, it's a very special thing for him, getting to hold you, feel you, hear your heartbeat (or vice versa if you're laying on his chest). He gets to just sit and admire you, whether it be in comfortable silence or if you two are quietly talking, using this time to memorize each and every single feature on your face over and over again (hoping you're doing the same for him). So yeah, Gwen waltzing right on in without knocking, or your parent calling you two down for dinner definitely kills that vibe for him.

You might giggle at the way he goes, "mncht..." and rolls his eyes, but baby, he ain't laughing at all💀.

Hell, even you two talking with each other is pretty intimate and soft. He's never once raised his voice at you (even if he's upset), is always asking your opinions/thoughts on things and what the vibe is before moving forward, and the only time you've ever spoken over each other is when you guys are hyperfixating on a common topic and are getting really excited.

WHICH ‼️‼️ omg if you're an astrology girly, lord knows this boy... You got him, he's hooked, he's never leaving you alone. Fate - sealed. While yes, he's an astroNOMY guy, which is more science-based and leans towards a more logical outlook, he loves that with you/astroLOGY comes this inate belief and spiritual outlook. He LOVES that you've attached meanings to the stars and space-stuff that he already really fucks with. Like, star signs and shit? He might not fully understand it (will definitely strive to, though), but oh my god, he practically foams at the mouth when you start listing them off, giving definitions, pointing out the connections between yours and his, etcetc.

And on the flipside, he loves that you let him pop off about whatever he's got in the tank. Black holes, other planets outside our solar system, the possibility of extraterrestrial life, rockets,,, whatever he's spitting, you're all ears without even a shred of judgment.

Plus, like I mentioned, there's a lot of healthy communication/checking in between the both of you. Lots of, "Are you okay?" "How are you feeling?" "Did you eat today?" "What'cha thinking about?" "I'll call you later today/tonight, okay?" type of stuff, along with the silly, all over the place topics and the long, "today was shit" rants, of course.

To try and sum it up/ball up the millions of other things I have running through my mind (I'm trying not to make this longer than it needs to be💀✋🏽), he's basically a huge sucker for the love between you two. Loves that you listen and loves listening to you, loves knowing that you're there (especially physically, like, again, not a huge fan of PDA but really, truly can't get enough of your touches and calming rubs and cute little pokes/boops soooo😗... *cut to Finney wayyy too eager to get to either yours or his house so he can shut his brain off and cuddle with you*). He loves loving you and being with you, like...

AUGHFHSJH and he LOVES making you happy, finding every and any new way to impress you. He likes taking you to go get snacks from the Grab'n'Go; I'm talking the second this man gets a LITTLE bit of change from who knows where, the first thing on his mind is, "What should I get (Y/N)?" Or taking you along with Robin to the drive in when they go see movies, or to the diner to get milkshakes...

In all honesty, anything - spending time with you outside of school - is a date to him. Y'all could walk circles around a small ass park fifty-million times, and he'll drop you off at home like, "I had fun today. Thank you for letting me take you out :)♡." Like what a sweetie😭.

But if it's an "actual" date you're craving, he'll come up with and spend hours prepping little makeshift ideas that he'll enlist Gwen to help him with. Some of his best have been stargazing (with all of the stops, of course - snacks, drinks, books to read and flashlights, blankets and pillows, etcetc.), library dates where you guys spend nearly the whole day skimming through each and every section to look for new interests and topics, 👹CRAFTING!!!👹...

Finney is a craft king, argue with the wall😐.

Point is,,, Finney Blake loves you to the moon and back, and is still in mild shock that you feel the same way (y'all could be married with twins, a dog, and two cats and bro will wake up next to you in the morning like, "...She loves me🥹🩵??"), and if allotted, I'd go on forever and ever.

But I won't😻!

If asked one of these days, though, I would totally be down for writing general headcannons about all of the boys +Donna and Gwen +Max and other adults and characters that aren't canon but might as well be canon in my head because I have SO many thoughts😃...😀...*eye twitches*...

soyeahanywaysBYE👋🏽✨️.

𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬...

for both the long wait and the fact that I went a little crazy at the end, but it's fine xD🩷. I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope it satisfies. I feel like there's some parts where I fell off a little bit and then got back into the groove, but yeah...

good news is, I can only improve from here, so don't be shy to request more :)!

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[celaenaeiln]

Hi! Hope you're having a good day.

Also, first time asking someone😅. And also, I love how you explain a lot of Dick Grayson's character!

So, I'm still pretty new to the DC fandom, got into it by watching Teen Titans 2003. And there are a lot of opinions about who Dick's Best Friend is. Sometimes it's Victor Stone, sometimes Rachel Roth, or Roy Harper, or Wally West, Donna Troy, maybe Jason Todd.

So, the question is, who is Dick Grayson's Best Friend?

Hello!!! You too and thank you so much!! ❤️💕💕💕!!

Dick's best friends are Donna Troy and Wally West. I'm gonna put Donna Troy aside for a moment and say it's Wally only because Donna is Dick's sister. Yes, he views her as his bestfriend but she's closer than that. I'll even go as far as to say she's closer to him than he is to the batfamily which - phew. Whatever word you can use to describe that, then that's what they are. So in that sense, she's a whole separate category of her own.

Therefore, Wally West is Dick Grayson's best friend. The nice thing about this is that Dick comes right out and says it which makes my life easier lol

Titans (2008) Issue #23

Nightwing (2016) Issue #90

Dick is Wally's best friend too. They're so close that no matter what their year has been like, no matter what they've gone through, they ALWAYS make room in their busy schedules to go on yearly bro-cations.

Flash Plus

lmao these two 🤣🤣

As Dick mentioned before, Wally brightens Dick's life. Dick is constantly stressed and working and kinda sorta depressed all the time but Wally forcefully drags him out of work just so he can have fun. He convinced Dick to put the Titans together again in Titans (1999) just for the mere fact that he wanted Dick to be happy. He wanted Dick to be with his family since Titans are family.

Titans (1999) Issue #1

"What do you want, a mission statement? Fine. My mission is to keep you from turning into your guardian. Batman may be a loner, but you need a family around you."

"You'd really join another team just so I could have a social life?"

yes, dick, he would.

He and Dick were childhood best friends. They hung over at each other's places for fun aside from being on the og titans team.

So in the end, Wally is 100% Dick's best friend.

[sliipppy]

Self Indulgent Young Justice/Teen Titans 2003 Relationship and Sexuality Headcanons

Cassie and Kon convince themselves they like each other in Young Justice because they're both gay and closeted. They do love each other, but not romantically. They confuse that for attraction. Plus, I think Cassie is a lesbian stereotype, and Kon is like a gay man stereotype, so it makes sense that the two would go for each other. When they finally get together, they don't kiss because they tell their friends its cause "they both wanna take things slow". Sometimes they'll hold hands (scandalous)

Meanwhile, Cassie is like madly in love with Cissie but doesn't realize it because that's just how best friends are. Plus, she has the whole 'crush on Kon' thing going. I know everyone and their mom loves TimKon, and don't get me wrong, so do I! But in Young Justice, Tim and Kon are constantly butting heads. I don't think Kon starts liking Tim like that until the end of young justice, and he starts to like REALLY like him during Teen Titans.

Cissie and Anita kissed once at a sleepover but never told anyone. Young Justice for Cissie is like a crush fest. She's a bisexual icon, and she's had a crush on every single member of the team at some point (but her most serious ones were Cassie and Anita). She kissed Tim on the cheek in that one panel. She had a crush on Kon in the beginning, and I like to think she had a small crush in Bart but got over it pretty fast, because I've always saw Bart and Cissie as like brother and sister kinda lol (I always think of the panel where she comforts him about Max during the intergalactic baseball arc.)

Cissie can't decide whether she likes Anita or Cassie more and she also can't really come to terms with the fact that she might like girls.

Anita was basically always solid in the fact that she's bisexual. While the kiss with Cissie definitely awakened something in Cissie, Anita was like, "That was nice, but I think we're better as friends." She dates Slobo but doesn't really like him like him, but she thinks he's endearing, so the two are just a generic silly freshman year couple. Yeah, they won't last, but it's cute while it lasts, and they'll be friends when it ends. Anita's dad is super chill and had some "if you're gay I'll till love you the same." talk with her after he saw her concerning obsession with Diana Ross.

Greta hated Stephanie at first because she had a one-sided crush on Tim and was jealous of Stephanie because of it, but she gets over it and develops a crush on Stephanie. (This is canon, trust me. This is my craziest pair, I think, but trust me on one-sided GretaSteph)

Teen Titans era – later teens, Cassie and Kon are on and off dating. Kon and Tim start to get closer. They like eachother. It's so obvious to everyone else. Kory and Donna think it's cute. Cassie meanwhile, still madly in love with Cissie, beings her toxic doomed yuri arc with Rose Wilson. Rose is her official gay awakening. Her and Rose have the most tragic situationship of all time for like a year.

Okay skip forward to the sadness. Kon dies, leaving Cassie and Tim more confused and sad then ever. Cassie loved Kon, really loved Kon, but not in that way, which makes her feel even more guilty about his death because she felt that she was lying to him while he was alive and she still didn't understand her feelings. Tim on the other hand is going FUCKING crazy. He just lost Steph, then his dad, and now Kon and he's not understand ANYTHINGGG!!! Bro tries to clone Kon and when Cassies like "bro what the hell are you doing?!" It causes like this falling out between the two despite the fact that Cassie and Tim were literally bestie because they both loved Kon so much in such different ways and had all this pent up confusion...and then we get to the infamous panel where they make out while crying. In their shared grief and confusion in their own emotions they kiss. It's weird and both of them literally hate it because they literally are like siblings to eachother also she's a lesbian and Tim just lost like 3 of his actual lovers in the span of a year (Steph, Darla, and Kon) so it was weird and fucked up but they were weird and fucked up.

Skip forward, and Kon comes back to life. Everything's happy! Yay! Kon and Cassie have a heart-to-heart and breakup because they're both gay. Cassie asks Cissie out. Tim comes out as bi and dates Bernard. Kon is like, "omg I have a chance," but it is also sad because like Tim has a boyfriend that isn't him. Stephanie is like "no bro he totally likes you" Eventually, they break up. Idk why bro. (I'm not really a Bernard fan, sorry, remember the self-indulgent in the title?) and Steph convinces Kon to ask him out (I love thar after Urban Legends Stephanie and Kon are like, best friends) and BOOM timkon. Everyone is happy. Happily ever after.

And rip Greta and Anita, we haven't seen you in forever miss you queens 🙏🙏🙏

[thegirlwhowatchedeverything]

Pete Appreciation Post

Pete and Nat:

As her partner, he not only handles but actually and actively loves her family.

He goes to Al-Anon meetings WITH her (1x2).

He doesn't show up to Christmas empty handed (to steal Carmy's words that'd make him an asshole). He continues to be joyful and make small talk while being ripped to shreds for his attempt at a funny, genuinely considerate tuna casserole (2x6).

One of Nat's biggest traumas (flashback to 2x6 of Donna grabbing her by the face while threatening to kill herself) is juxtaposed with her greatest joy - ending the day with Pete on the couch watching TV (2x8).

Everything Pete does and says in 2x10. I don't even know where to start. Him so beyond proud and supportive and excited and happy for Nat. Him trying to convince Donna to come inside by playing to their shared pride of Nat (and Carm). His reaction after the conversation with Donna. Chris Witaske you talented actor and Pete you beautiful, patient, loving, understanding, forgiving man.

Pete and Carmy:

Pete makes such an effort with him (to steal Mikey's words he gives like the biggest fuck). He genuinely embraces Carmy and wants so desperately to be embraced by Carmy in return:

He brushes/laughs off an unexplained past incident involving Carmy (and presumably Michael) that sent him to urgent care. Very bro siblings roughhousing behavior (1x2).

He lets Carmy use his and Nat's freezer even though he knows she'll be mad at him for it. Very brothers ganging up on their sister/two siblings scheming against the third (which I imagine happened between the Berzatto siblings so much and in so many combinations) (1x5).

He was so hype and adorably complimentary about Carmy's homemade ecto cooler and ugh I wish Carm had given more credit there because they are clearly just both big nerds at heart (1x4).

He defends Carmy for being called a loser at the catered party by bringing up his career as one of the most lauded chefs (as I've said before, he and Syd were the two members of the Chef Carmy club). And he does so in front of a large and intimidating assortment of friends and family (to paraphrase Carmy paraphrasing Marcus we see that Pete can throw down huh). Very protective big brother vibes (1x4).

He then individually compliments Carmy's courage for leaving home and making an incredible career for himself. He also makes a point to tell him that Nat is proud of him. Emotionally supportive brother behavior (1x4).

He thanks Carmy for letting him be a part of his family! It's beyond sweet to say that to your in laws, but when your in laws are the Berzattos (1x4)?!

Pete And The Berzattos:

He still gets ribbed more than not, but at the end of the day he's accepted.

Carmy saying I kind of like Pete now (1x5).

Stevie saying his heart was in the right place after the tuna faux pas (2x5).

Fak saying he'll be a great daddy (2x10).

Donna congratulating Pete about the baby thus signaling her approval (2x10).

Pete Is An Only Child:

I've been convinced since S1 and S2 only confirmed.

The genuine love and effort he puts into each family member (blood, extended, and honorary) of the Berzattos not only shows Pete is truly a nice guy, but it speaks to his deep desire to be a part of a family - to belong (see all examples above).

We learned Richie and Sydney are only children (It must have been nice to have Nat and Carm. Yeah, now you do too. *sobs*) so another proof point that all partners to the Berzatto siblings are onlys.

Stevie. In his speech, he says You guys have been so kind to me. You let me hang out with your every holiday. I don't have a family like this and I'm really grateful you make space for me at this table and you make time for me on the holidays. You can imagine an exact speech coming from Pete. And like Pete, Stevie genuinely loves and gets along with each of the Berzattos (2x6). A last parallel between these two: Donna speculates if he's gay and that is totally something I can imagine her, Mikey or Richie saying about Pete at first meeting.

Something about not knowing Pete's last name or anything about him outside of his relationships with the Berzattos signals to me he's not from a big family and/or is not close to them and really just exists in the Berzatto cinematic universe.

Takeaways:

Pete is the MVP of The Bear. We better get more of him in S3.

The Berzattos attract only children and strays like moths to a flame.

[specialagentlokitty]

10th doctor x reader - the stars in your eyes

Part 6:

You couldn’t focus like this, so you returned to your body and sat up, and Donna jumped from where she was laid in a pile of books.

“What’s wrong? What is it?”

You looked over at her, and you gestured to the window.

“Is it dark?”

“Nearly why?”

“I need to go to the shed, I can’t focus in there.”

Donna’s eyes shot open.

“You can’t! The last time you did that you bloody well stayed in that state for nearly a week!”

“I know Donna but it has to be done, and right now the only place I can meditate is in the shed.”

“Will you ever tell me what’s going on?”

You sighed a little bit.

“I promise I will Donna, I just need to figure out what it is exactly.”

“Alright fine, come on I’ll get granddad to help set everything up, but what should I do?”

“Just keep gathering all the information you can, ask to her mum and Wilf to help if you can.”

“Of course, we’ll meet you up there.”

You nodded and left the room, grabbing your sunglasses, you grabbed the bag you kept under the stairs and made your way to the shed.

Straight to where wilf usually spent his nights trying to spot aliens and watch the stars.

Setting your bag down, you began to take things out, taking out a blanket you laid it on the ground, then you sat down.

Reaching out, you grabbed four crystals and set them on the corners of the blanket and you took a deep breath, pulling up your hood.

You took another deep breath and closed your eyes, slowly clearly your mind until it was just you sat in the middle of space.

You did this in times of desperation, times of great need.

“I need answers.” You called.

It went quiet.

“Join your sister with the time lord…”

“Why?”

It took time for the echoes to reach you.

“The answers will be revealed…”

“That doesn’t help me, I need to know right now. Why can I feel an faint pain in my chest, what is it?”

You looked around, glancing at all the constellations, and you sighed and held a hand to your chest.

“It hurts…”

“Follow the path of the stars, remain there… let the long lost power return to you…”

The path?

You looked around, and you realised as you linked the patterns with the stars and constellations, that there was a path, so you began to follow it.

Below your feet it gleamed a little, shining like a beautiful rainbow under your feet as you took a step.

It went further and further until finally it stopped, and you recognised it as the place you had been time locked in for so long.

Walking over, you sat down and closed your eyes, feeling all the life and energy around you, and you snapped your eyes open, seeing the universe in a different way.

This time, instead of what you were used to, you could see the specks of pure white, and as you looked down at your hand you saw it was the same.

Holding out your hand, you let it come drifting back, flowing through the tips of your fingers.

You hadn’t realised you had a colour of stardust as well, you just assumed yours would be like everyone else’s, but yours was a pure white.

Back in earth days had passed, Donna and Wilf took turns sitting with you, keeping you safe from the elements and making sure you were okay.

Wilf was sitting with you, eating his lunch when he glanced at you.

The crystals at the corners of the blankets pulsed with a faint light only they could see, and a barrier shimmered around you.

It was to make sure you were safe when doing this, nobody could get in.

Sighing, he rested his back against his chair and looked up at the blue sky.

“How long do you plan on doing this kiddo?” He asked himself.

He was convinced if you sat there for any longer you would start to collect dust.

“Anything yet?” Donna asked.

“No, I’m starting to wonder how long she can sit there for.”

Just as he said that your eyes snapped open and you took a deep breath, moving the crystals aside as you stared wide eyes into the distance.

“What happened? Are you okay?” Wilf rushed out.

He wrapped you in a blanket and Donna handed you the cup of tea she had just brought over which you took gratefully.

“Apparently I don’t have all my power. I got back what I could but I need to go somewhere with no light pollution, a dark zone where I can have the full force of the stars.”

“Then where can we find one?” Donna asked.

You looked at her, softly shaking your head.

“Not us, just me. I’m sorry but I need to do this journey alone.”

“You can’t just go running off!” Wilf argued.

“I’m sorry! I.. I just don’t have a choice in this, I need to do this. Out there is parts of me, and if they get into the wrong hands it could be disastrous, I need to get them back, and I can’t do that in London.”

“Where will you go?” Donna asked.

“There’s a few around England, I’ll move between them, the different spots will help, but I’ll leave at the end of the week.”

They weren’t happy about the idea but agreed, and while you waited to go you made wilf some more stars just to keep him company.

Now it came to leaving you at the station to get the train.

“You’ll be safe won’t you?”

“I promise…”

You hugged Wilf and turned to Donna.

“Don’t tell Goldman about this if you see him again.”

“I won’t.” She laughed.

She hugged you as well and they saw you off, waving until the train was out of sight.

It was a long trek to the first dark spot, and you sat back the lake, watching the stars in the water, and you began the whole process again.

It was long and exhausting but this was something you had to do.

You weren’t aware of how fast time was slipping by, you moved from spot to spot, gathering all the missing parts of you again while listening to the voices getting louder.

Reminding you something was coming, and you needed to be ready.

By the time you were finished in the final spot, you snapped your eyes open, they shone brightly with unspoken truths, things nobody remembered.

The whole history of the universe was filling your head, events that all the parts of you had witnessed on their travels.

You knew what had been, and you knew what was certain to be and one of those things that you could see happening was the darkness.

The reason it was called the darkness but not what was causing it.

And now it all made sense, the reason you could feel hurt without actually being in pain.

The stars were going out.

You were going out.

Your eyes returned to normal and you gathered everything and began you way back to London.

You weren’t going to tell anyone, you didn’t want to worry them with what was going on, you just needed to figure out how to stop it.

And when you returned back to London you dropped everything off and sat in your room staring at your phone.

You had seen glimpses of what was coming, and the doctor was there, of course he was, so you reached out and pressed speed dial, calling Donna in hopes she had finally located the doctor again

[lesbiandarvey]

i really hate those “social media aus” of like what fictional characters would do on social media posts cus i think they’re stupid but im gonna make one myself .

~ if the suits gang had social media ~ 😘✌️

- jessica thinks all the internet is pictures of peoples lameass kids she is NOT interested. and like her sisters like “but it’s pictures of your nieces and nephews!” and jessica does NOT care ❤️

- harvey is absolutely chronically offline. there is nothing downloaded on his phone its literally all just the default iphone settings he hasn’t even changed the lock screen. he still complains about phones not having buttons and loudly misses having a blackberry cus phones are supposed to have buttons!!! but i would like a scene of donna explaining grindr to him i want him to wave his phone around going “wait theres CRUISING on this???”

- donna and rachel both have like the standard woman in her 30s instagram so like pictures of yoga and brunch and hiking and like godawful selfies with their loser boyfriends. rachel describes herself as a “foodie” onscreen unironically soher instagram is also probably a lot of pictures of dinner

- mikes twitter would be insufferable bernie bro politics and gifted kid burnout discourse

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

Hi sorry I’m the “I feel like some of you are lying on these polls” anon. I should have specified which polls. I’m specifically talking about the jer(I)ry poll and the foster sisters vs spankoffski bros poll.

To the person who said not all people make content for the fandom, true and that’s a good point. However even just talking about them Boy Jerry is talked about way more than Girl Jeri in general. Dan and Donna have the same situation

And with the siblings to me at least it feels like there has been generally more content for goat bros over spider sisters (adorable names for those two btw). I wasn’t in the fandom during Black Fridays release, I joined a year after that, so that may just be the recency bias of the NPMD that’s making them have a burst of popularity, I dunno

Just felt like adding to my original confession, since that was a very impulsive thought and I’ve thought about it more since

~~~

[nikkiruncks]

Thoughts on the part 3 trailer

1. Nate still pining after Nikki and wanting to get her back is having me worried again. I really hope she doesn’t take him back.

I also hate that he called their breakup a mistake, when it was the right thing to do. It’s literally canon that they were fighting a lot. Plus not to be a broken record, but they’re incompatible as fuck. Also their closure talk in Just A Friend?? Hello???

If part 3 has them be a couple again, I will be so angry.

2. A Betsy Kelso appearance! I did not expect Kira Kosarin to be the one to portray her, but she’s a great fit! I loved her in The Thundermans.

Also lmao at Jay saying “misters before sisters” in anger at Nate. Hilarious.

3. I’m also guessing that that’s why Jay ended up turning Leia into his 'bro'. Because he wants to fill that Nate void lmao.

4. Donna calling the T9S gang delinquents has me like 😭😭. But I love seeing her as a mom.

5. Of course Kitty is still a chain smoker 😩. Before this season, I swear I thought that she ended up kicking the habit, but ig not.

6. Jay and Leia kissing in the trailer 🥰. They better stay together this season or else war—

7. Leia trying to masturbate…interesting. I wonder if Jeia will end up getting that first time sl.

8. Donna turning down Mitch again and saying that she and Eric are still happily married >>>

All in all, this was a great trailer! Cannot wait for part 3.

[coffee-n-some-cream]

butch 4 butch (girls!rasey)

Ella came over to her house all the time. She crashed on the couch or sprawled on her bedroom floor. They would run amok in the streets, getting up to stupid shit, drinking too many beers for a pair of teenagers in public, hollering at each other across the street, digging through trash, wrestling each other in a park gazebo. They always stumbled into Casey’s house well after midnight, buzzed and giggling and covered with new scrapes, not even bothering to keep their voices down because when Casey’s dad had his whiskey in him a train barging into the house wouldn’t wake him up. It was nothing they’d be able to get away with at Ella’s, with her caring father and overbearing sister waiting up all hours of the night for her.

After they had gotten all their energy out, their screams and cackles and roughhousing, they would collapse in twin piles of sweaty limbs and toothy grins. And then, only then, did the quiet of the night and the shadows of Casey’s room allow the important things to be said.

“I think his drinking is getting worse.”

“You can crash at mine any time.”

“Your dad doesn’t like me. Neither does your sister.”

“Yeah, but they’re not total assholes.”

Sometimes Casey’s hand would dangle over the side of her bed, the tips of her fingers brushing the soft fabric of Ella’s t-shirt. Something so light and casual it could be an accident.

“My sisters are scared of me.”

“Scared for you, probably.”

“Shouldn’t be.”

“They love you, dumbass.”

Sometimes Ella would kick her leg up and rest it on the mattress, foot barely resting against Casey’s leg.

“What if I’m just like him?”

“Gross. You’re nothing like him.”

And sometimes they would just sprawl half over each other on Casey’s twin bed, Casey’s leg curling around Ella’s and Ella’s arm trapped under Casey’s back. As they dozed, Casey could turn her head and smell the musk of Ella’s sweat on her neck, could see the steady rise of her chest in the light of the streetlamp.

“I think I… nevermind.” 

“What?”

“Nah.”

“...Pussy.”

“Fuck you.”

Ella woke up with her arms around Casey more than once, head practically buried in her hairy armpit as Casey starfished across the bed.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Casey might drawl. “Get cold and lonely last night?”

“Holding on for dear life, more like it. I don’t know why I even try sleeping in the bed, you always try to push me out of it in your sleep.”

That summer, they played the night on repeat. Ella’s family would treat her presence as a rare occurrence. Donna would react to the sight of her with sardonic shock, Mika would needle her and beg her to stay long enough to get crushed in Super Smash Bros. Dad accepted her daily goings with wary side-eyes, and Leona seemed to oscillate between lip-pursed lectures on staying out too late and too-sincere worry about what Ella got up to.

“Going to Casey’s. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“This is shocking news.” Donna drawled.

“Ella… Remember that Mika’s softball games start tomorrow.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Bye.”

Casey’s dad, on the other hand, barely noticed whether Casey was there or not.

“I swear, I could walk out of the house naked and throw myself into traffic and he wouldn’t even notice until the electricity got turned off because I’m the only one who remembers to pay it.”

Their evenings were spent wrapped in each other’s worlds, loud and raucous and competing to make each other laugh. The nights were cool and sticky with dried sweat and dipping their heads together in secrecy, trusting each other with the parts of their hearts that they couldn’t share with anyone else.

Casey’s eyes were brown, but looked like deep wells of black in the indigo darkness of her room. Her hair spilled inky and stringy over her mattress, escaping from her ponytail in long tangled strands. Ella’s own ponytail could barely hold together at the best of times, as short and thick as it was.

Ella toyed with the ends of Casey’s hair where they poured over the bed. “You ever wanna just… cut it all off?”

“Nah, too much work.”

“Isn’t taking care of it too much work?”

Casey’s shoulders shook with an almost silent chuckle. “Does it look like I take care of it?”

Ella snorted. “Good point.”

Casey was curled on her side on the bed, looking down at where Ella was laying on the floor, unopened sleeping bag separating her from the hardwood floor. It was a hot, sticky night. Too hot to share the bed.

“I kinda want to cut mine off. Just. Full chop.”

“Do it, then.”

“I don’t wanna deal with all the comments and shit. People will freak out.”

“Fuck ‘em.”

“Yeah.”

Ella’s fingers tangled in the ends of Casey’s hair, further up than before, and Casey felt the slight tug on her scalp. She hummed, feeling wide awake.

“Hey, what was that thing you were gonna say the other night but wimped out about?”

A long sigh. “Can you drop that?”

“Fuck no, dude. I wanna know.”

“It was stupid.”

“So? We say stupid shit all the time.”

“Uh, who’s ‘we’?”

“Fuck you.”

A snicker and another tug, this time very deliberate. Casey bit her lip because Ella wasn’t looking at her face. Her eyes were trained on the ends of her hair.

“What was it?”

Silence followed.

Casey reached down and batted at Ella’s face. Her hand was smacked away and Ella turned her head, but Casey just reached out again and stuck a finger in Ella’s ear. Her hand was smacked away again, this time harder.

“Would you fuckin’ stop?”

“What was it?”

Another sigh, and Ella glared at the ceiling of Casey’s room. Casey watched the discomfort grow on her face. She saw the moment Ella decided to tell her the truth, her eyes overtaken by regret even before she opened her mouth.

“I think I'm gay.”

Casey blinked. “Oh.”

Ella continued to stare at the ceiling. She reached up to scratch at her brow, hand hiding her eyes from Casey’s view. “Yeah.”

“That’s cool.”

A glance in her direction. “Is it?”

Casey was sure it must be showing, all the noise in her head and the bubbling over in her chest. She was sure her breaths must be coming in pants, that she must be floating off the bed a bit, that her eyes must have little cartoon hearts in them. Of course it was cool. Jesus fuck, of course it was. 

“Yeah, man.” Casey’s hand dangled down and mingled with her hair, both no longer touching or being touched by Ella. “I mean. Pretty sure I’m bi. So.”

Ella searched her face, apprehensive, like she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. “You are?”

“Yeah. Since I was, like, twelve. Thought you knew.” A shrug. “So I get it. Girls are hot.”

Ella’s eyes looked cool and colorless in the moonlight as they watched her. Casey watched her right back, thinking that in the daylight they were the warmest hazel. Ella’s breaths hitched before she evened them out again, and the silence stretched between them. Silence wasn’t something they usually did.

Casey opened her mouth to say something, and her fingers twitched forward. But Ella was so still, and she looked scared. Casey had never seen her scared. She pulled her hand up onto the bed.

“Hey. Let me cut your hair.”

A breath escaped Ella’s mouth. “What makes you think I’m gonna trust you with a pair of scissors near my head?”

“Because I’m gonna use clippers, and I’ve been cutting my dad’s hair with them since I was seven.”

“Good point.”

The soft buzz filling the room that night clung to the inside of Ella’s ears and filled her up with something warm. She sat in Casey’s desk chair and stared at the baseball bat that sat in the corner of the bedroom, broken in half and patched together with duct tape. They hadn’t bothered with a towel, so strands of soft, black hair fell over Ella’s shoulders and into her lap. She held one lock between her fingers, rolling it back and forth. Her skin tingled where Casey’s fingers ran along her scalp, her neck. Fingers pulled lightly at her hair, tousling it, and a warm shiver went down her spine.

A breeze pushed through the window and Ella could feel it against her scalp. She sighed.

A hand brushed the hair from the back of her neck, and the buzzing stopped abruptly. “We’re gonna need to hose you off. I’m itchy just looking at you. But I think you’re done.”

Ella reached up to feel her head, her breath catching at the prickly hairs against her palm. Casey turned the chair until she faced the mirror that was propped up against the dresser. Ella stared at herself.

“What do you think?” Casey grinned, the gaps in her teeth on full display. “Not counting the piles of hair all over you.”

Ella nodded, not taking her eyes away from the mirror. She looked like a different person. A stronger person. Someone Ella wished she was.

“I think you look hot,” Casey blurted when Ella didn’t answer. “The butch look suits you.”

When Ella turned to look at her, a huge smile spread across her face. It was wide and warm and ferocious, and Casey thought that smile could eat her alive if she let it.

“Yeah. I like it.”

Ella’s family didn’t freak out as much as she thought. Donna didn’t even notice that her hair was short until Mika rolled out of bed, wandered into the kitchen, and let out a piercing shriek of joy at the sight of her. Leona bemoaned Ella’s willingness to let Casey near her head with a pair of clippers, but offered a tentative smile as she said, “It looks nice.” Dad just tousled her hair with a gentle hand and remarked that it made her look so grown up, a wistful tinge to his voice.

Ella couldn’t keep her hands off her own head for the first few days. Casey got a pride-filled grin every time she caught her running a hand over the nape of her neck or palming the hair around her temples. The new hair seemed to be an excuse to get her hands in the mix as well, ruffling and mussing the short strands every chance she got so they stood up in odd spots.

The days were hotter, the sun harsher, and Casey’s A/C wasn’t up to the job. Casey declared that Ella could have the stinkin’ bed before sprawling out on the cool hardwood floor. Ella sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. Casey’s forehead was against the floor, her hair pulled into a high ponytail to keep it off her neck, and Ella was staring at the wispy hairs at her nape. They were shiny and stuck together with sweat. Then her eyes followed the dusting of freckles along her neck. They ran up to her cheeks and behind her ears, then trailed down her shoulders and beneath the fabric of her shirt. Ella wondered, if she pulled the shirt off, how far they would go. Where the little flecks of brown would be.

“Quit staring, it’s getting me all hot and bothered.” Casey’s voice was soft and teasing, her nose scrunched.

Ella swallowed and looked away, face warming. “Weird joke.”

The room was silent for a moment. Crickets filled the night air, and a soft breeze ruffled the pages of a comic book Casey had left on the dresser.

“I wasn’t really joking.” Her voice wasn’t teasing anymore.

Ella’s heart started to hammer in her chest, and she didn’t dare look. Casey must see her breaths coming faster, the heat creeping up her neck, the sweat pooling in her collar bone.

Then Casey was in front of her, kneeling at her feet, a hand gripping the sheets next to Ella’s thigh. Ella couldn’t look away, her gaze pulled to those deep brown eyes, the way moonlight danced in them, the way they looked scared. Ella had never seen her scared.

Casey’s lips parted. “El.”

Ella’s fingers threaded with the greasy strands of Casey’s hair and pulled her forward, lips pressing harshly against hers. A gasp filled Ella’s chest at the jolt of heat that ran to her belly, and Casey’s breath warmed her cheek in a deep sigh of relief. Casey’s hands went around her waist, strong and bony and gentle, and with a little tilt of her head, she turned the kiss from something hurried and rough to something slower, sweeter. Her lips were so warm and soft against Ella’s, and it felt like she was smiling.

Ella’s hands loosened to cup her face, afraid that at any moment she would try to pull back. But she didn’t. Instead, she leaned forward, pushing herself between Ella’s knees. Ella could feel the ribbed fabric of her tank top against the inside of her thighs. Casey bit lightly at her bottom lip, and Ella sighed into her mouth.

Then Casey dipped her head and licked at the sweat along Ella’s collarbone. Ella’s hands knotted in the back of Casey’s shirt.

“Casey,” she breathed.

“El.” Casey kissed up her neck and sucked hard on the spot just under her ear.

Ella had to bite her lip to keep down her groan. “Casey, you cut my hair.”

“Sure did.” A kiss, a soft nibble, then she sucked on the skin again.

There was nothing she could do to hold back the shiver that ran down her spine, but she tugged on Casey’s hair, trying to pull her off. Casey just moaned a little and bit down on her neck harder.

“Case. My neck.” Another tug on her hair, another moan.

Casey’s lips were making obscenely wet sounds as they kissed her skin. “Your neck. Yeah.”

“Casey.” Ella finally yanked on her hair hard enough to pull her head away. “Don’t give me a hickey. I can’t cover it because you cut my hair.”

Casey’s pupils were huge, her lips swollen pink, and she stared at Ella blankly for a moment. Then understanding dawned in her eyes. “Oh, shit.” She looked at her neck. “Yeah. Um.”

“Dude, did you…?”

“Oh, yeah, I did.”

“Already?”

She nodded, eyes locked hungrily on the light bruise under Ella’s ear. “Yeah.”

Her hand slapped over the bruise, and Ella glared at Casey, which Casey thought was really hot, honestly, what with her kissed-pink lips and rosy cheeks.

“My family is gonna freak.”

Casey shrugged and grinned. “Fuck ‘em.”

“If my dad sees me with this, there’s no way I’ll be able to spend the night here anymore.”

“Oh.” Her face fell. “Shit. Do you have anything to cover it, like makeup?”

“Seriously?” Ella’s hands gestured around the room. “Me? Do you have makeup?”

Casey chewed on her lip. “The butch look has its downsides. What about your sisters?”

“Leona wears makeup sometimes, but if she sees this there’s no way she’s not snitching to Dad.” Ella rolled her eyes and ran a hand through her hair. “Mika loves makeup, but that kid can’t keep a secret to save her damn life, and Donna doesn’t touch the stuff.”

The floorboards creaked loudly as Casey stood and walked to her closet. Ella watched her rifle through it, yanking hangers against each other and digging through the pile that covered her shoes. She had thought the way she felt, if it ever managed to escape into the dark little haven of Casey’s room, would destroy their little something, rend it to pieces, stamp it into the ground and spit on it. It had been an ugly, fearful thing sitting in her chest. But it had gotten free. And Casey was the same, talked to her the same, looked at her the same. Ella thought that meant something. That the way Casey looked at her when they kissed was the same way she always looked at her.

Casey was in front of her again holding a hoodie. She snapped her fingers in front of Ella’s face. “You with me? You good?”

Ella swatted at the hand. “Quit.” She yanked the hoodie out of her hands and inspected it, feeling the well-worn fabric, sniffing it. It had the musk of a hoodie that had been worn for a while without being washed. And the sleeves had been cut off, the edges jagged and fraying like Casey had done it really quickly with a pair of dull scissors.

Casey let her look it over for a bit, then tugged on it gently, pulling it around her shoulders and putting the hood over her head. “There.” She reached into the hood and tapped the hickey, making Ella jump. “Can’t see it.”

“Your solution is for me to wear a hoodie? In summer?” Even as she spoke, her finger hooked into the loop of Casey’s jean shorts and pulled her closer.

“The sleeves are cut off, it’s cool enough.” Casey lifted one knee to rest on the mattress between Ella’s legs. “By the way, your arms are gonna look so good in that.”

“They’re definitely gonna know something’s up.”

“You got a better idea?” Casey whispered, leaning forward so her breaths puffed against Ella’s lips.

“Good point.” Ella pulled her down and kissed her again.

[reclusivedouche]

Riverdale 7x12 Thoughts

This two boys opening, where Archie and Reggie are obviously on a bisexual journey

Leave Julian Blossom in a coma tbh

Especially how Clifford wants to blame Reggie like bro your stupid kid did the thing

I think Archie should sock Clifford Julian-style bc honestly Clifford could not take Archie

Sheriff Keller really is the worst version of himself in season 7 like he is so much worse at Sheriff-ing

Juggy defending Ethel from going back to the sisters like just kiss her already omg

Alice is absolutely insane omg the way she is just like my mother where she acts like she isn't a fucking asshole

Honestly if she was gonna like fake adopt Ethel she should've given her Betty's room

The way every episode is like Archie having to ponder while someone (Reggie, or the gays) are going through it like he is a fool but like I love him anyway but

the storytelling choices

It truly never occurred to Veronica she could break into her own home like?

OMG Mrs. Thornton is so dirty for just reading Archie's poem out loud and then naming him as the author to the whole class

GIRL WHY

Archie looking so pressed while she reads it is the same energy I had when I had to sit through my own play being read at a showcase

KEVIN THINKING IT WAS CLAY WHO WROTE IT

Push him out the window

Additionally, tho, has Archie broken bread with Kevin and Clay over the gay things??

Sports where we're really saying bulldog brother in distress

this stupid comic book thing I need to know what Francis Dupont Werthers is DOING

Am absolutely loving that Ethel is actually getting story ???

Even tho like LET HER LIPS TOUCH JUGGY'S

Or another boy (or girl w/e)

Not Julian tho

That fucker

Honestly Archie should also punch Uncle Frank for being stupid

Betty looked so upset when she thought Archie and Reggie were coming over

Old white men wanting to go back to the old days??? Always a red flag

Clifford is really out here threatening to kill Cheryl as if he did not kills Jason 65 years ago in the future or whatever

Omg my friend had to tell me the song was from South Pacific and now that I know, I'm having a very visceral memory of the time I was in South Pacific (as the only non-singing part tho lmao)

There were a lot of gross men in that bc they could sing (and I mean the actors not the like characters tho...)

The choreo is so much better in Riverdale tho

Even if it involves Kevin

Like could Clay kiss a hot man? Idk

Betty getting a gay ex boyfriend like? Good for her. But like get rid of Kevin

Veronica is so thirsty and I'm so into it except when she's being a predator to out gays (to herself)

Dilton having a huge dick tho is my absolute favorite throwaway detail like yes

HUNGOVER AND STARING AT DILTON

Is this thing where Mrs. Thornton is suddenly like the teacher is bc she's the one who's gonna be accused of communism

Is that happening next week with the outings? Eek

The comic boss dude being like immediately ready to have Ethel draw like yes I love it

He's dead I mean literally you killed him lol

Very pleased we actually get to see Mary working part time at the dress shop

The way they speak to her like she is the one who curates the dresses being sold

I simply don't understand why we have to have Brett Weston Wallace but we don't also get Donna like give us Donna!

Let the boys kiss while they do the dishes

Justice for Ethel!!!

Is Jughead still drinking powdered milk or is that gone now that the milkman is dead

I better see a canon kiss between Betty and Veronica in a future episode or ELSE

THEY ARE IN LOVE

Love only getting Polly in name tho I'm sure we'll have to deal with her at some point this season

Betty is also the ultimate ex-girlfriend

MARY ANDREWS GO AWAY

LET THEM KISS

Okay tho Mary then reading the riot act to Alice, who is completely unbothered lmao

They will legitimately drag anyone to Riverdale but never Katy Keene give us KATY

I heard the good word from the bird

Jughead is wise beyond his years??? Somewhere in there is a memory of the future!

Veronica called Betty ;-;

These boys are going to WRESTLE

Just let them kiss my god

Archie asking Reggie to wear his dad's patch

BOYFRIENDS

Like Reggie knows Archie likes to write poems

Write him a poem

Also are we gonna have to see Archie at the Dark Room lmao

Ugh okay next week is gonna be a full trip I am not ready

[spacefinch]

More MSB headcanons

Carlos is the oldest of the gang, and has very strong older-brother instincts.

He's the most protective of Phoebe and Arnold. If anyone tries to mess with them, they'll have to answer to him.

He and Phoebe refer to each other as "brother" and "sister." They live in the same neighborhood. Carlos has been over to the Tereses' house multiple times. Phoebe has visited Carlos's house so many times that she's an honorary member of the Ramon family.

Going off both the chapter books and the show, Arnold and Carlos are both rock hounds. A typical hangout time for them is just the two of them nerding out over minerals and geology.

I realized I don't have that many headcanons about Ralphie and his family, so here you go:

He lives with his mom, stepdad, older stepbrother, and grandfather (on his mom's side). His grandad is kind of like Wilfred Mott (Donna Noble's grandad) from Doctor Who.

Dr. Tennelli is a Star Wars and Star Trek fan. This has rubbed off on both her son and her stepson.

More hc's:

Phoebe is a yo-yo whiz. Like: she'll just pull out a yo-yo and do all sorts of crazy tricks, while Carlos is only able to do the up-and-down movement. Phoebe teaches him some tricks, and in return, Carlos teaches her how to juggle.

Carlos and Mikey rarely fight. When they do fight, it doesn't last long and usually ends in them having dessert or playing video games together.

Carlos and Mikey: *fighting*

Two minutes later:

Carlos: Hey bro wanna play Minecraft

Mikey: Sure

There is no spoken apology. Just a mutual understanding of "We were just yelling at each other earlier, but we're all good now, okay?" that doesn't need to be said aloud.

Wanda and Carlos are always making stupid bets with each other. For instance: "who can eat more spicy peppers in one sitting-- WITHOUT drinking water" is one of their most infamous contests. Another time it was sour gummy worms.

Every time Wanda visits the candy store, she always buys sour candy and almost nothing else. As a result, she's no longer allowed to make "candy runs" on her own.

Mr. Ramon can't take Carlos, Mikey, and Maria on errands because they always sneak extra candy or sugary cereal into the grocery cart. Or anything their dad had zero intention of buying. Also: Mr. Ramon has learned not to let any of his children near the paint chip display at Home Depot.

[toolazytodecide]

writer questions!

nobody tagged me but I love this crap and am technically a writer so lets do it.

1. what’s your favourite genre to write?

Oooooo romance obviously, but more specifically I like writing fics that focus a lot on character analysis? 

2. do you pull inspiration from real-life, or do you pull things from other books/fanfic?

I write a lot of AUs, but I do get a lot of inspiration from songs. I’ll also work in headcanons I see on tumblr and stuff 

3. do you tend to write one-shots, short stories, or longer things?

I always want to write multi-chapter fics, but struggle to finish them. It’s a goal of mine to write more one shots instead of dedicating myself to 20k+ fics.

4. do you prefer description or dialogue?

DIALOGUE!!! I used to be obsessed with writing texting fics which gave me a lot of experience with dialogue, while leaving my description skills to suffer.

5. favourite fanfic/book of all time?

Bro. Impossible question, but my current favourite book is The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt. My favourite series is Six of Crows or  The Raven Cycle. 

As for fics...I’m gonna forget so many BUT I’ll give you one for each of my top ships on AO3

1. Andrew and Neil (All for the Game):  Those That Broke Us by  WriteThroughTheNight  ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/9095254:)

 This is atypical for me since it’s not romance focused, but is rather focused on Neil’s trauma from his mother and him realizing that the way she treated him was not okay. 

Also shoutout to every “andreil fake rivalry fic” it is one of the few times I read established relationship and I eat it up every time.

2: Adam and Ronan (The Raven Cycle): while we're on the subject, could we change the subject now by  shinealightonme (https://archiveofourown.org/works/12643005)

A truly adorable neighbour AU. Honestly Pynch was one of the toughest to pick a favourite for. 

3. Mickey and Ian (Shameless): I couldn’t decide between Fucked for Life by  Awritersmind (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21800806/chapters/52022443) 

An interesting twist on the coffee shop AU where Mickey and Ian fall in love as adults rather than teens. 

I read this a while ago, but I was OBSESSED it made me fall in love with the idea of Artist! Mickey and I loved how they wrote his relationship with his sister Mandy.

 and None the wiser by Loftec

 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/4856489/chapters/11128907

Again I read this a while ago, but it is a diner AU and just utterly delightful. I love reading fics where Mickey had a good relationship with his son and this is is a really good one. 

4: Remus and Sirius (Harry Potter)- My actual favourite Wolfstar fic has disappeared and is a Greatest British Bake off AU where Remus has fibromyalgia so if you know where to find it please let me know. 

BUT a close second is Text Talk by  merlywhirls (https://archiveofourown.org/works/1651109/chapters/3501239)

If I’m having a shitty day I’m re-reading Text-talk. it’s that simple. It’s a wrong number AU where they muggles in the modern day and Remus is home schooled due to his health.

5: Boris and Theo (The Goldfinch)- They Fuck (it up) by  colish3

( https://archiveofourown.org/works/33547123/chapters/83356504) 

A gorgeous fic about Theo dealing with the aftermath of the book, and maybe accepting his feelings for Boris. 

6: Ben and Devi (Never Have I ever)- all the magic we gave off by  transfiguredtoad

Bevi trying their best to not still be into each other while in other relationships. Super addicting tbh. 

6. favorite trope?

Wrong number! Enemies to Lovers! Fake Dating! There was only one bed! I’m a simple girl tbh. when writing I especially like writing about chronic illness but idk if that counts as a trope.

7. are you the kind of person to work on more than one wip?

Not successfully. If I start another fic the first one won’t be touched again til I’ve finished my new fic if ever again. 

8. how long have you been writing for?

Since I was 14 so almost 9 years, but that has definitely not been continuous. I’ve gone years without writing anything.

9. do you tend to write more during the morning, afternoon, or evening?

I get an idea and write whenever I can until it’s either done or I’ve gotten distracted rather than having a set time of the day. 

10. do you prefer to post your wip chapter by chapter, or do you prefer to wait until your wip is 100% finished before posting?

I prefer to finish everything first because I’ve found I won’t finish otherwise. Besides I like being able to go back and change stuff. 

im tagging  @furoruisa and  @siriuslynotovermarauders   🙈  feel free to ignore this if it aint your thing. I also challenge anyone else who wants to give it a try.

#tag game

[jervis-tetch-my-beloved]

Weird rant coming up

Recently I was talking to my best friend and her other friend. Her friends a really big kpop fan, and started talking about her kpop guys and then my best friend took a turn talking about twilight and vampires and stuff like that. And then it was my turn. I didn’t want to talk about Jervis at this point 1) I had already talked my best friends ears off about him and 2) I didn’t want to explain the whole sister thing to her rn. So I tried to talk about resident evil 8!

First I tried to talk about how much I love Lady dimitrescu and Donna. I was talking about how pretty they both were and how I loved their individual characters and her friend gave me a ??? look and went.

“But your a girl?”

Like bro she automatically assumed that I was straight which bleh, and then when I told her I wasn’t she was like

“Well, do you have any guys you like from this?”

She obviously didn’t want to talk about my girl crushes so I went on.

Instead I talked about Heisenberg. How I loved his character motivation and design. She asked how he looked so I kinda described him, I guessed I mentioned the fact that he has a belly and she went

“Wait your not like- into dad bods are you?”

I literally have never wanted to walk away from a conversation more. like jesus man sometimes people have different preferences then you you don’t have to be a giant douche about it.

Anyways I love women and dad bods end of story

[hamadafrittata]

i’m gonna introduce some characters within growing pains that will be mentioned!

Cass: *Mostly* protagonist. Cass is in high school during the beginning of the story. Cass is also emo ahah

Chelsea: Cass’s sister (we don’t know her name i’m just calling her chelsea). the exact OPPOSITE of cass clothing wise. Chelsea is a senior in high school at the beginning of the story. also the mama of the hamada bros :3

Takeru: Chelsea’s boyfriend (like chelsea, we don’t canonically know his name this is just me giving him a name). A immigrant who moved from Japan to the US about a year prior of the story. also the proud father of the hamada bros :3

Donna: Chelsea and Cass’s mom

Ryan: Chelsea and Cass’s dad

***CHARACTERS LATER IN THE STORY***

Hiro: we know who he is, no explanation required

Tadashi: in this, surprisingly didn’t die

Mochi: car :3

[printingtrust]

Michael miller brett walker tie the knot

Kathy is preceded in death by her parents Clifford and Savannah Trammell, husband Stanley Vaughn brothers Robert Hank Trammell, Ruben Trammell, Johnny Trammell, brother-in-law Cash Gregory. She was a member of Cedar Grove Baptist Church, she enjoyed fishing, 4-wheeling, kayaking, crafts and her flower garden, but her greatest joy was spending time with her family whom she loved dearly. Kathy Linda Vaughn, age 62, of Stearns, Kentucky passed away on Friday, Augin Somerset, KY. Hickman-Strunk Funeral Home was honored to serve the family of Ronnie Hamilton. Survivors include girlfriend, Mary Patrick, brothers, Ronald Hamilton, and wife, Rhonda, and Donnie Hamilton, nieces, Donna Smith, and Gracie Smith, and nephew, Daylan Smith. Ronnie enjoyed fishing, hunting, and spending time with family. He was born June 23, 1959, in Jellico, Tennessee to Leslie Hamilton and Ida Ridener Hamilton. Ronnie Hamilton, age 63 years, 1 month, and 23 days, passed away Monday, August 15, 2022, at the Jean Waddle Care Center in Somerset, Kentucky and was placed in the care of Hickman-Strunk Funeral Home.įuneral services were held Thursday, Augat 1:00 pm in the chapel of Hickman-Strunk Funeral Home with Bro. McCreary County Funeral Home entrusted with the arrangements for Tyler Mark Chitwood. Burial was Saturday at 10:00 am at Silerville Cemetery. Visitation was Friday from 6:00 pm until funeral service at 8:00 pm in the chapel of McCreary County Funeral Home with Brother Tim Corder officiating. In addition to his parents, he is survived by his fiancé Briana Rowe and her son Maverick Wallen, the mother of his children Brittney Wilson, son Mark Dewayne Chitwood of Pine Knot, daughter Scarlett Tylor Chitwood of Pine Knot, brothers Zachery and wife Jordan Chitwood of Stearns, and Payton Chitwood of Whitley City, nieces Emmaline and Clementine Chitwood, nephew Logan Chitwood, cousins Kyle and Leigha Watters who were more like brother and sister. He was born January 26, 1998, Tyler enjoyed motorcycle riding, working out at with his Gym family, but he most enjoyed spending time with his fiancé, children, family and friends. Tyler Mark Chitwood, Age 24, son of John Quincey and Kimberly Ann Trammell Chitwood., died August 17, 2022. McCreary County Funeral Home entrusted with the arrangements. Family was invited at 12:00 pm and friends at 1:00 pm with funeral service followed at 3:00 pm in the Hayes Creek Cemetery. 700 Whitley City, KY on Saturday, August 20th. Service was held at McCreary County Funeral Home, 48 West Hwy. She was a devoted mother to her children and took care of so many other children in her life. She also loved going to yard sales, spending time on the farm watching birds and animals. She spent her years raising a family and enjoyed gardening and cooking. She is also survived by 14 grandchildren and 9 great grandchildren.įrona loved to read the Bible and worship with her husband. Bryant, her children Connie (Jerry), Roger (Patty), Catherine (Daniel), Renee (Charles), Katrina (Steve) and niece Shirlene (Danny). She is survived by her loving husband of 65 years, Willie E. Preceded in death by her parents, Charles Maxey and Nora Bell Stephens, son Richard E. Frona Sue Bryant (nee Maxey), 84, passed in the care of her loving family on Augin Maineville, Oh.