#fun fact: she's Monet's God Sister

[astoldbychae]

Aura is literally wine fine. You hear me? 😍

[alaffy]

Gossip Girl, Ep.2x01 – Deb Bawl in a New Dress (Spoilers)

I wasn’t sure I was going to come back for the second season.  My enjoyment of the first season became less and less as the season wore on. But I have to admit that I really did enjoy this episode.  I think it’s because it’s more….they still have poignant moments and there’s still a message here; but they’re also leaning into their trashy drama roots more.  And I mean that in a good way.

Of course, it may also be because Shan has become a regular.  Shan, by far, is my favorite character.  She’s smart, confident, stands up to the system in her own way.  And, quite frankly, knows that her High School is just one giant shitshow; so she might as well sit back with her popcorn and have fun with it.

I also enjoyed that we didn’t have this idea of any of the adults having a higher ground here.  Kate is lying to Nick in order to get into the Debutant Ball.  Nick is lying to the two girls so they don’t know where the money came from and lying to Kate about telling them the truth.  The New Teacher seems to have his own secrets as well.  Like, really, you’re all a mess.  

But what I found the most interesting about this episode is how I felt for all of the characters at one time or another.  For instance, I felt sorry for Max because, considering how he was treated last season, it is understandable that he wanted some sort of statement or proof that Audrey and Aki really wanted this relationship.  At the same time, I liked the fact that Luna pointed out that, while she and Max may have an idea of who they are now; they still had to go through the process of figuring things out.  And that’s where Audrey and Aki are.  They love Max, but they’re not quite to the point they’re ready to come out.  And it showed growth on Max’s part too, not just because he vulnerable enough to explain why he was pushing for their relationship to be out in the open; but also acknowledge that he didn’t take the time to consider why they may not be ready.

And then there’s Zoya, Julian, and Nick.  On the one hand, it did feel like Zoya was being a little bit of the bratty younger sister as she failed to understand just how much of an adjustment this was for Julian and that Nick was just trying to make her feel at home.  That being said, I don’t blame Zoya for feeling replaced considering Nick had no problems canceling his plans with Zoya to help Julian and just assuming Zoya would be fine with this.  It’s a big change in her life too and by just changing his plans without asking…not ok.  And probably will make things harder in the long run.

I loved the fact that Monet’s plan to teach Julian a lesson by inviting her sex offender dad to embarrass her and then to seem progressive by having a female escort and flaunting the dress code was derailed by Zoya’s plan to teach Julian a lesson by sneaking the girlfriend of one of the debutants in so that the girlfriend could escort the woman she loves.  Hell, it’s almost a prefect example of activism vs. performative activism.

But let’s talk about that moment between Monet and her mother.  My God, talk about missing the forest for the trees.  Now, the Mother was right about one thing; there was no excuse for what Monet did that night to Julian.  If I had a child, I probably would have been ashamed of them too in that moment.  That being said, ma’am the reason why your daughter is acting this way, is because of you. She’s watched the way you treat people, which seems to include Monet herself, and you wonder why she acts this way?  Granted, her way was more petty and juvenile then what the mother would have done; but it comes from the same place.  The lack of empathy for others.  The belief that others are there to serve you. You can’t expect your child not to be cruel, if you don’t show her what kindness is.   I’ll be honest, if Kate spends the rest of the season really trying to take down Monet’s mother…I can live with that.

[lovecatsys]

okay since everything except for Uncanny Spider-Man is out now I'm gonna go ahead and give my reviews of Fall of X so far

First off, Immortal and Red continue to be masterpieces, no surprises there, both books however are clearly taking a turn in a different direction and I'm loving it for both of them.

Jean Grey is not what I expected it to be at all, but still an amazing character study of Jean, I expected nothing less from Simonson of course.

Invincible Iron Man and X Men are decent, not a fan of exactly whats going on with Kate, the Emma stuff is great though. Kamala should not be in this book. I hate the avengers by default but I don't exactly hate whats going on between Emma and Tony, though that might change. The "wedding" is going to be exactly what I expected it would be of course. Overall not Duggan's worst writing but I don't love it.

Uncanny Avengers is... meh, so far, Pietro is super OOC which is :/ but maybe he'll get some more focus later on, god I hope he does. But it's frustrating how little effort is going into portraying him as a visible person of color when a much greater effort is going into his sister. Monet used her telepathy which gives me hope for her! I'm down for more of her teaming up with Kwannon tbh, they make a good team.

Astonishing Iceman is a bit of an anomoly to me. It's very good writing so far, I'm loving how Orlando writes Bobby, but I'm really pissed that they've chosen to stick with Romeo as his love interest after he got aged up just to come back and fuck Bobby and for them to throw Christian to the side. No mention of Christian at all at the hellfire gala, Emma is not concerned with where he is like she is with the Cuckoos which :/. I'm honestly afraid he's being dropped as a character which fucking sucks. The thing I hate the most about how Romeo is there is that Christian could literally be in his place and it would be perfect to me. He has a power set that could absolutely work for this situation just how Romeo's is working! Who knows, maybe this relationship will grow on me. We'll see.

Alpha Flight is really good, I haven't delved into the world of AF comics yet but from everything I know it seems perfect. My man was only there for two seconds in the first issue but we'll see if he gets any panel time as it goes on. Even if he doesn't though, yeah I'll be a little pissed but it'll still probably be a good read, and at least he'll have made any appearance at all since Marauders. Oh and Puck making fun of his new codename was funny. Fang really is a dumb name.

X-Force is still garbage, but this weird plot twist with Quentin (whatever it is??) has me gritting my teeth. fucking get your hands off my boy Percy he does not deserve this. Curious to see whats going on with the Colossus plotline, just wish it was happening in a better book.

Children of the Vault is amazing, never cared for Bishop and haven't read much Cable yet but I'm still all in on it. One of those books where you don't have to care much for the characters to recognize its quality. also fun fact: its written by the comic writing mentor of my comic writing mentor. lol

Dark X-Men wasn't as good as I had hoped it would be, but its still good. Though it kinda feels like it has too many characters in it so far, I'm loving the Maddie content and it had some great dark humor in it. LOVED the children of the atom bits, im so curious whats going to go down with Carmen and I'm just glad her friends and her relationship with Buddy got some panel time tbh.

last and the actual best: Realm of X was SO FUCKING GOOD. I've had a little soft spot in my heart for Curse since her story started in X-Men Green, and it seems like she's going to be a huge part of this arc rather than just tagging along as a little kid which is great. Sooraya fucking stole the show, this new take on her power signature is amazing. In general love all these women (Typhoid Mary is growing on me, I'm going to call the awful things she's done that made me want to hate her poor writing choices, especially since shes a survivor of such acts in the first place.) SO curious with what's going on with Yana, and I love how devoted she is to keeping Curse safe. DID NOT expect Saturnyne to be the main villain but im down for it tbh. This book is my favorite already and i just cant wait for hte next issue!

[thomotomo]

“Oh shit”

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Trans Male Reader

Summary: You get caught by your crush in your binder in the changing room.

Words: 2.3k

You walked inside the changing room, having waited for everyone to leave it. Luckily for you after PE class you had a hour hole where you didn’t had class allowing you to wait until you were sure that everyone had left the room until you could change in peace.

You walked inside and went straight to your locker, the faster you did it, the faster you could go do something else. You took off your clothes and reached for the one you usually wore. You heard a bang echoing through the room along with footsteps going quickly.

You tried to put your shirt above your naked torso but the stress along your internal prayer for that person not being Bryce had made you end up in a tangled mess with nearly nothing covered, especially not the one you wanted to hide. The person stopped in front of you and you barely kept a sigh of relief when you noticed it was only Zach, your crush. Great.

You then remembered that you still didn’t put your shirt on and you turned your back to him to change quickly, face burning with shame. He had hidden his face in his hands, it was

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t knew there was s-someone else!”, he spoke up first and you could feel that he was at least as ashamed as you were.

“I-It’s nothing.”

“No no! I’m really sorry. Erm I-I just forgot something in my locker..”

He quickly went over his locker as you finished to put all your clothes on.

“Are you decent?”, he asked, still not facing you and you were glad he respected your boundaries.

“It’s… It’s okay. Erm thanks for not… looking.”

“O-Of course! It’s normal! It’s your privacy after all!”

You smiled at him shyly before remembering that you could do anything and you were craving a hot chocolate from Monet’s. You opened your mouth just as he did and you looked at each other and smiled awkwardly .

“Maybe we should go outside first?”

He agreed and you left the room, Zach right behind you. You walked in the corridor and went outside the building in silence, which was quite awkward in your opinion. You stopped once you were far enough from the school building.

“I didn’t knew you were hum…” he stopped himself when you dead panned at him and he flushed a bright red.

“I- No I didn’t mean like that because of course you don’t want anyone to know about it but… Okay I’m going to shut up.”

“Yeah.”

Both of you stood there awkwardly and you were shuffling your feet but as it seemed he wasn’t about to say something more.  You took a step backward and smiled at him.

“I’ve gotta go… See you later.”

“See you later!”

You left him there and went to Monet, ordered a hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows on the top. You sat at a table hidden in a corner as you thought about the strange interaction you just had with Zach. You really hoped he wouldn’t say anything about it because if he did you were in deep shit.

At least he had seemed a bit flustered and pretty with what he saw so maybe it was a good sign? You really didn’t knew but hoped nothing wrong was going to happen following that.

You decided to bury these bad thoughts by drinking and listening to music allowing yourself to relax a bit before your last period. You sat here, comforted by the coffee’s atmosphere, really this was your favourite place in the whole town. Your phone rang, indicating that it was time for you to leave for class.

You took your backpack, leaving a small tip for the waitress and went back to the school meeting up with Alex at your locker. Both of you discussed heartily about the last exams you had to take in that class which was AP Biology. You sat inside the classroom next to each other, hoping that you won’t get a bad grade. You tried to ignore the feeling of someone watching you as you were pretty sure it was Zach. You never hated more the fact that he was in your class than right now.

The teacher walked inside and you shut up as she started talking about the exams you passed few weeks back. She pulled them out and went to distribute them around the class. You grinned at Alex as you see your mark, it was above what you had hoped for: 96!

He looked a bit disappointed as he got “only” 78 but you offered to help him to work on the points he might not have fully understood. Right after that the teacher decided you had to do an assignment in duo. You waited until he told more, hoping that maybe you could do it with Alex but sadly she was going to partner you with someone. You listened as Ms. Honecker paired people together and sadly/luckily for you, you ended up with Zach. From one side you were happy because you knew he was working well on the other side you knew it was going to be awkward.

You heard that Alex was paired up with Monty you smirked at him and watched Alex turn a bright shade of red until he swatted you on the arm.

“Shut up. You’re no better!”

“Firstly, I didn’t say anything and second, that’s true. But I’m not the red one!”

“You were thinking so loud it’s practically the same! Of course, you teased me first!”

“Now please go with your partners! This work has to be returned to me for the first week of next month! Good luck everyone.”

You took your backpack and went to meet Zach where he was seated and you nodded at him feeling a bit awkward (just as you predicted, congrats you can now open a fortune teller salon!). You sat next to him and took out your textbook.

“Do you want to come to my house after class? We could start writing a bit more about the subject.”

“Yeah good idea… So… What do you want to start the searches on?”

Both of you worked for the two hours, searching through the textbook interesting info about genes and evolution, sometimes discussing about what particular species you wanted to concentrate on to talk about their evolution and genes that had been kept or not through their evolution.

It was quite interesting and Zach seemed really into Biology and you liked that he was as much a fan of this subject as you were. You were clearly going to have fun for this assignment with him. The two hours went quickly and you packed up your things.

“I…Have to go to my locker and talk to Alex. Do you mind if we meet each other in say… 10 minutes?”

“Good for me!”

You left the classroom, meeting with Alex in the corridor. He grinned smugly at you and you sticked out your tongue at him.

“So? You seemed quite cosy with Zach back there huh?”

“Shut the fuck up Alex! You seemed quite at ease yourself if you want to know!”

“Mmh yeah. And fuck his arms are huge if you want to know!”, he recalled, licking his lips.

“Nope! I don’t want to know more! Especially if you want to describe me some kind of fantasies about him!”, he laughed at you as you reached the lockers.

“I won’t be able to walk with you. Zach and I are going to work on the project.”

“Yeah sure thing “work” I know what kind of work you want to do!”, he did quotation marks with his hands as your face was feeling quite hot at the thoughts of it. You swatted his arm with your hand.

“You’re not better! So, I’m going to go, see you tomorrow Alex and you better tell me that you got that dick instead of harassing me.”

He flipped you off as you walked away to meet Zach. He was scrolling on his phone and straighten out when he noticed you walking toward him.

“You good?”

“Yep we can go!”

He grinned at you and oh my god that was such a beautiful smile. You stood there stunned for a few seconds before following him to his car. You went in and he drove you to his house in a comfortable silence.

When you reached his house, you were quite in awe, it was quite big and pretty fancy (at least on the outside but you were betting that inside it looked quite as beautiful). You walked inside and woaw the inside looked fancy as fuck too, more in a modern way but you were sure that this sofa costed as much as you manga collection. There was a girl seated on said sofa and Zach ruffled her hair.

“This is May, my little sister! May this is Y/N he’s my partner for an assignment.”

“’Sup! So, you’re Y/N? Nice to meet you!”

“Likewise.”, you smiled at her, wondering if Zach talked about you seeing as she seemed to “recognize” you.

You followed Zach to his room and both of you sat on the ground and took out your things. He put on some music in the background and both of you started working on the evolution of the whale and you had fun debating on what interesting part to chose to speak about and more generally discussing about biology.

At a moment you were quite close from each other as you showed him something on your phone. You felt your face burning, trying to ignore this proximity as he read the article on your phone. You had worked for an hour when you decided to take a break from the work.

As Zach was to the bathroom you sent a message to your dad, telling him you won’t be back before 7pm because you were working with Zach. You closed your phone as he walked back in the room with cookies.

“I took some cookies if you want to eat.”

“That’s awesome thanks Zach!”

You took one and ate it as you looked at the room. It was big and a lot of basketball and baseball stars, a classic jock room in your opinion. You felt Zach’s curious gaze on your face and you looked up at him.

“You want to ask something right?”

“Ah! Erm yes… I mean only if that doesn’t bother you…”

“It depends if it’s invasive or not.”, you shrugged, trying to play it cool.

“I was wondering… Does anyone else know?”

“Apart from Alex and my parents nope. I mean that’s kinda the point?”, the question seemed a bit weird because that was obviously the point for nobody to know about that except people with whom you felt wouldn’t do anything to you because of this. But you “let it slide” because it was probably the first time he was faced with this situation.

“Yes… Sorry I… I’m curious but yeah I should shut up.”

You laughed quietly and went back to your cookie you noticed on a shelve the Attack on Titan manga. You quickly finished to eat the cookie and pointed at the shelve, deciding it would be a good way to change the conversation and make it less awkward.

“You like manga?”

“Ah yes! My mom bought me the 1st tome for me to try and at first I was sceptic but I really enjoyed it! Did you read it?”

“Obviously! It’s like in my top 10 favourite manga!”

You grinned as you found another common interest apparently. You discussed about manga for a good ten minutes before you continued to work on the assignment. You had found maybe like 2 pages of sources when the time came for you to go back home. You started to gather your things and Zach did the same, putting everything on his computer.

You took your backpack and Zach accompanied you downstairs and to the front of his house.

“Hey, I can bring you back to your house if you want?”

“Oh, that would be awesome, really thanks a lot.”

He nodded and took his car keys and you sat next to him in the passenger seat, giving him your address so he could drive you. The ride was spent in discussing contrary to the earlier ride.

Once you arrived in front of your house you took your backpack and got out of the car, Zach doing the same. You looked at him curiously as he fiddled with his car keys.

“So… Y’know I wanted to say that erm… I don’t mind who are…”

“Zach what the fuck does this-“, you frowned at him, clearly he was acting weird and this sentence’s formulation was definitely a bit offensive. You weren’t being yourself for people to mind it.”

“I-I’m sorry. Shit I didn’t mean it like that! What I meant is like… I- fuck that.”

“Wha-?”

He took your face between his hands and kissed you. Your eyes widened comically, you didn’t knew he arbored those kind of feelings toward you. After a few seconds he freed you and was visibly blushing, just like you were feeling your face burning.

“I didn’t knew how to say that so… I really like you and-”

“Me too!”, you blurted and put your hand in front of your mouth as you saw him laugh gently at you.

“I’m really sorry if I hurt you earlier… I really didn’t want to say things like that…”

“I understand.. But be careful next time…”

“Yep I’ll do my searches to avoid any mishaps ever again! Can… I have your number maybe?”

“Of course!”

You took out your phone and exchanged numbers, you were biting your lower lips, happy with the ending of the day. His phone vibrated with what seemed with a message of his mother and he looked sadly at you.

“I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow Zach;”

You smiled at him and he took you once again by surprise by giving you a peck on the lips before getting back in his car, leaving you here with a giddy smile and a fast-paced beating heart.

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A/N: Thanks for reading it! I hope you enjoyed my fic don’t hesitate to like and reblog!  And if you want to support my writing please think about leaving me a tip on my Kofi

[gaiapaia]

Kermit and Friends: Lucas 6:27

But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone slaps you on one cheek, turn to them the other also. If someone takes your coat, do not withhold your shirt from them. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you. - Luke 6:27-36

This Bible verse is essentially the ‘Golden Rule’ we’re all taught in elementary school - treat others how you want to be treated. However, treating others kindly is very hard to do when the other person is bad to you. Perhaps the toughest part about being a Christian is the fact we’re supposed to love and pray for our enemies like Jesus would.

Elisa apparently has an enemy in Lucas, Andy Dick’s lover and ex-boyfriend. Lucas has been on the show a couple of times now but their animosity has taken place away from Kermit and Friends.

When Elisa first met Lucas, she heard a lot of good things about him from Andy and they seemed to get along fine. Unfortunately, Andy would throw fits any time Elisa and Lucas were around each other, with Andy accusing Elisa of sleeping with Lucas. Elisa would invite Andy somewhere and Andy would show up with Lucas, only then to berate Elisa later for always inviting Lucas on their dates.

Elisa could tell Lucas was in a bad spot and had some connections to get him a job interview. She set it up for him and sadly, Lucas wasn’t hired. Elisa claims this led to Lucas screaming at her at a Hookah Bar earlier this week, with Lucas blaming Elisa as to why he didn’t get the job. Elisa ended up screaming back at Lucas this time instead of just taking his abuse. Knowing Elisa like I do, it takes a LOT to get her fired up for her to get into a confrontation in public, so she definitely reached her boiling point with Lucas that night.

What’s Elisa to do at this point? The Bible tells her not to hold resentment, to stay kind, to pray for Lucas, etc. It’s very, very tough, but the best way to handle it my opinion is to avoid Lucas at all cost from this point on. Say one little prayer for his well being and then eliminate him out of your life. And if you come across him again, be cordial and just walk away if his behavior starts to bring you out of your true character. That’s my advice.

Anyway, this incident between Elisa and Lucas is where the show got its title from this week. Luke is obviously short for Lucas, and I thought it was creative the way Elisa tied the situation together. Further on in the show, Elisa would play a clip from Andy Dick’s new podcast aDICKted where Andy explained his toxic relationship with Lucas. Andy alleges that Lucas beats him, beats up all of Andy’s male lovers, has stolen from him, etc. Just because Andy says it doesn’t necessarily make it true (like when Andy says Elisa sleeps with Lucas), but if those allegations are true, Lucas is a very bad guy and I would personally prefer Elisa not to hang out with Andy anymore if Lucas is forced into the arrangement. But Elisa is a big girl and can take care of herself - I trust her to stay out of bad situations.

In better news, Elisa’s new song My Fiancé is a huge hit among the KAF fanbase. Literally everyone loved it, except for Andy that is. Regardless of Andy’s irrelevant feelings, the song is now available on Itunes, Spotify, Amazon, and anywhere else you can listen to music.

My Fiancé was such a huge hit that it got three remixes in just a week! Two were from Eric Riggs, one from Andy Dick. Eric’s first remix was him just masturbating to the video, while the second remix was Eric singing about dancing like Michael Jackson. Andy’s remix was simply Andy cursing Elisa out to the beat of the song. Andy really needs to work on his songwriting ability, his version of My Fiancé wasn’t flattering at all!

Sharmin Smith ended up being the main focus of the show this week. She opened up to Elisa about the hardships she’s faced since she decided to run for President of the United States in 2020.

According to Sharmin, she was accused of sex trafficking and orchestrating a gang rape by QAnon members she hired from LinkedIn to help her with her presidential campaign. Sharmin’s teenaged kids somehow ended up hearing about these accusations and have had little contact with Sharmin since.

Sharmin bared her soul and you could tell how grief stricken she is over this, rightfully so. Sharmin obviously loves her kids very much and it’s not just the fact that they’re forced away from her that hurts, it’s the fact that they were led to believe these horrible things about Sharmin that aren’t true.

I wish there was something I could write to make Sharmin feel better about her situation. I do admire her strength to be so honest and sincere, and I appreciate she’s so willing to share her story with the Kermit and Friends audience despite how painful it is. But Sharmin if you’re reading this... it is very important to remain patient. I know it’s hard, especially this past year when we’ve had so much downtime to just ourselves, but you will be rewarded if you sit tight and allow the truth to be revealed naturally. You can’t force anything. Let God or fate or the universe, anything you want to call it, run its course and eventually justice will prevail and the good guys will win. You’re one of the good ones, Sharmin.

One positive note from Sharmin’s explosive interview this week was her acknowledgement of how Kermit and Friends entered her life at the perfect time. Sharmin emphasized how much fun KAF has been for her and how badly she needed some fun in her life. Kermit and Friends brings a lot of joy to the people who regularly watch and participate in it, and that alone makes the show a massive success if you ask me.

If you love Kermit and Friends, you can now donate during the show to have a comment displayed on stream. Elisa monetized her Youtube last week and received some nice donations. Capt Muttley, KAF’s dashing pilot, kicked things off and then Supertramp, Kleenex, and SaiyanZ Entertainment all generously contributed too. There’s so much going on during a KAF broadcast that Elisa can’t properly acknowledge the donations each time, but I know she appreciates it, and I also appreciate anyone supporting Elisa and KAF to such a strong degree. If you donate, you will always get a shout out in my reviews.

Chris Christine blessed Kermit and Friends with another appearance. She said a prayer for Elisa and Sharmin, and then let God choose a Bible verse to share. His finger landed on 1 Samuel 17, which is about brothers David and Saul coming together. Christine then beautifully correlated the verse to her, Elisa, and Sharmin as sisters coming together. Chris is wonderful every appearance she makes.

There were lots of awesome musical guests this week. We met a nice guy named Hud Isaacson, a rapper who Elisa claims is Andy Dick’s most normal friend. He performed a couple for raps for us and then shared how mean Lucas was to Elisa last week. Click soundcloud and Instagram to hear Ian’s songs and to follow him on social media.

Another new musical guest was Miranda Moore, who performed two beautiful original songs. You can check her out on Youtube and also follow her on Instagram.

Lastly, Johnny B returned to perform two karaoke classics, including one of my all time favorite songs, Hurt by Johnny Cash.

I really enjoyed this week’s show. It had less comedy than your typical Kermit and Friends episode, but the way the show was filled with love, thoughtfulness, deep conversations and interesting stories made it a really enjoyable experience to watch. Please be sure to tune in next week for a potential big guest and a huge update on Trumpster Bob that you absolutely do not want to miss.

[rewritingthefictional]

monet | colby brock

Summary: colby never looked at you as anything other than a best friend until all his friends started talking about how cute you were

Appearances: Sam Golbach, Katrina Stuart, Jake Webber, Aaron Doh, Corey Scherer, Kevin Langue, Aryia

A/N: this is my first colby brock imagine, well my first time in general at writing an imagine. i hope you guys like it. let me know what you think, or don’t, totally up to you. i am open to receiving requests but i can’t promise it’ll be done right away. anyway, enjoy, thank you!

Song: based off of See U in the Dark by Honor Society

Timeline/setting: still set in the traphouse

Word Count: 2.3k

Key: [Y/N/N] = Your Nickname

Female!Reader x Colby Brock

Masterlist

You were the best of friends. Like two peas in a pod. It was usually uncommon to see one without the other. Sure he had Sam, but their friendship was different from yours. 

You were his [Y/N]. 

The person he would go to for girl advice. The one he went shopping with because "I know what would really get a girl to fall for you Colbs." 

You were family. Someone Sam and Colby have known forever. Someone who went to their boys night sleepovers because you were the only girl who didn't scream during horror nights. You were the girl that punched Will Fisher in 6th grade because he was making fun of Sam and you just wouldn't let him get away with it. You were one of the guys. 

It was like any other day when you weren't at work. You weren’t really into the whole YouTube thing but you supported anything that Sam and Colby did. When they had decided to move to California you didn't hesitate to jump at the chance to leave with them. You had decided to do it differently though. You transferred colleges, stayed on campus and found your own way around the city. The boys admired you for it, but mostly they just loved that they could keep you around.

You were in the backyard with Aryia, Corey, Sam, Kat, Kevin and Jake. It was a hot day in the summer sun and you liked to take advantage of the fact that Sam and Colby had a pool. It made you jealous sometimes. Your apartment barely had a kitchen and though Colby had asked you plenty of times to come live with them you couldn't deny you loved the feeling of independence in your small home. 

"Colby, are you coming in with me?" you asked as you stood up from the chair.

"I will in a second, I'm kind of comfortable right now," he responded. You rolled your eyes but nodded anyway. You could feel the eyes on you as you pulled off your shirt. 

"I'm offended you didn't ask me [Y/N],” Sam stated but you knew he was joking.

“Didn't think you would want to leave my darling Katrina's side."

“Forget him, I'm joining you,” Katrina stated standing by your side.

“Hey! I'm right here!" Sam yelled causing the rest of the guys to laugh as you and Kat ran off. 

"Honestly Sam, I'm convinced Kat is going to leave you one day for [Y/N]," Jake joked causing another round of laughter to erupt.

"Colby, watch!" you yelled as you ran from the gate to the pool, doing a flip as you jumped into the water. A smile crept onto his face in admiration as you came above the water with a smile on your face.

"Where'd you learn that?" Colby asked.

"YouTube," you responded with a grin before Katrina gained your attention. 

"I can't believe you’re not dating her,” Aryia acknowledged while shaking his head. Colby looked at him in confusion. 

"Date her? Why would I date her?" he asked.

“Look at her, she's drop dead gorgeous," he responded.

“I don't know, I’ve just never seen her that way. She's my best friend."

"Our best friend," Sam corrected.

"I'm with Aryia, I’ve always thought you two would start dating. I mean, you basically are without the other stuff that comes with it,” Aaron commented.

"Man I would date her in a heartbeat, given the opportunity,” Kevin said. Colby wasn't sure why that comment suddenly made him uncomfortable or why he suddenly couldn't take his eyes off of you as you splashed water in Katrina's face.

“You would have to get through me first, I’ve already got her number,” Aryia teased.

"Oh please, none of you have a chance with her," Corey shot at them.

"That’s right brothers, I’ll be the real winner here. I see her more than the two of you,” Jake stated. 

"First of all, none of you are getting with her. She's like a sister to me and I won't allow her to be tainted by you hooligans,” Sam informed them. All the guys began to laugh besides Colby. He couldn't get their words out of his head and suddenly he was looking at you differently. You weren't the same girl he once knew. At once, all these new and different feelings were coming at him. Did he like you? Did he want to date you? And why did his pants suddenly feel tight at the sight of you in bathing suit? He just couldn't stop these sudden waves of emotions. 

You could feel him staring, and turned your head to send a smile and wave his way. He shifted before returning the gesture. You had decided you waited long enough, you just wanted your best friend to go swimming with you. Angrily, you stepped out of the pool and headed to the circle of boys.

“Colby, are you coming in or not?” You asked him. You tried your best puppy dog face causing more unknown feelings to arise inside of him. 

“Um no, I uh, I’m good, actually,” he answered. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion quickly noticing the look Sam gave Colby. Suddenly you felt awkward and unwelcomed, had he not wanted to you to come over? Did you intrude on their little get together? 

“Right, well, okay,” you softly said before turning back to head to the pool. 

“What the hell was that?” Sam asked Colby when you were out of earshot. 

“What?” Colby questioned. 

“You’ve never said no to her, what’s going on?” 

“Nothing, I just didn’t feel like going into the pool.”

“Well, I do,” Aryia said aloud, standing to pull off his shirt. 

“Me too,” Kevin and Jake repeated simultaneously. The three of them took off running into the pool, making the two girls shriek as water splashed on them. 

Corey turned to Aaron, “Five bucks Aryia takes her out before Jake.” 

“Deal,” Aaron grinned shaking his hand. 

“What about Kevin?” Sam asked. 

“He’s got no game,” Corey joked. 

Colby watched as you jumped on Jake’s back as he proceeded to attack Aryia. With an ache in chest he decided to head into the house, he suddenly didn’t want to watch you around other guys. He didn’t like the idea of another guy having your attention. He was so used to being the main guy in your life and he wanted to keep it that way. 

A few days had passed without a word from Colby. You had no idea what was going on. It was weird. You and Colby had never let so much as a day go by without texting each other. But you had felt the weirdness since that day at the pool and you weren’t even sure if he wanted you to text him. 

With a groan you threw your head onto your pillow. You had the day off from work today, and it was usually spent with Sam and Colby but you didn’t want to cause any awkwardness. When your phone began to ring, you had hoped it was Colby but it only turned out to be Aryia. 

“Hey A, what’s up?” you answered. 

“Hey [Y/N/N], I was just wondering if you wanted to carpool to the party tonight? Ya know, to save the earth and stuff.”

“Party?” 

“There’s a party at the trap house tonight. Colby didn’t tell you?”

“No actually, it must’ve slipped his mind when we spoke, when did he tell you?” you softly asked, you were hurt but you didn’t want to show it. 

“Last night. So whaddya say? Wanna save the environment with me one carpool at a time?” 

“Sure A, sounds like a plan,” you chuckled at his lame attempt to be funny. 

“Perfect! I promised the guys I’d help them set up though so just bring a change of clothes with you. I’ll pick you up in 30 minutes!”

“30 minutes is not enough time to get ready Aryia!”

“You’ll be fine, you can get ready there!” 

“Fine.”

“Toodles!” He parted. You sighed before screaming into your pillow. What was going on with Colby? 

You began to slowly pack a bag for tonight, despite not being in a partying mood. You figured you could show up in jeans and a shirt then change into your favorite black dress, the one that hugged you in all your favorite places. 

Aryia had arrived exactly when he said he would. When you went down to his car, he gave you a kiss on the cheek as he opened the door for you. It took you by surprise, causing you to blush. That was new, Aryia had never been affectionate with you. 

The drive to the trap house was quick, you didn’t live that far from the boys. Making it easier to visit them whenever you wanted. However, this time you wanted to stay as far away as you could. 

As Aryia drove through the gates you noticed Sam, Colby and Jake placing balloons around the house. You watched as a huge grin appeared on Sam’s face at the sight of you. Immediately it eased some of the nerves you had. 

“Well if it isn’t my second favorite girl in the entire world,” Sam said as he approached. You watched as Aryia stepped out of the car to greet Jake and Colby. 

“It’s me she’s here!” You yelled pulling him into a hug. 

“With Aryia I see.” 

“Yeah he offered me a ride and also informed me about the party that I knew absolutely nothing about Mr. Golbach.”

“What? Colby didn’t tell you?”

“No, he didn’t” Sam furrowed his eyebrows but decided not to comment. 

“Where have you been? I haven’t gone this many days without seeing you since your parents took you on vacation.” 

“Oh god, worst week of my life,” you suffered. “I just took a few days to myself.”

“Well don’t do it again, I don’t like when you’re gone for this long.”

“Sir, yes, sir!” You saluted jokingly and he rolled his eyes. 

“Don’t keep her all to yourself Sam,” you heard Jake scold and you turned to see him walking toward you, Colby slowly following behind. 

“Jakey!” You yelled and he groaned. He absolutely hated that name and you loved to tease him with it. He wrapped you into a hug before threatening to kill you over the nickname. 

Next it was Colby. He looked uncomfortable and you weren’t sure if you should open your arms for a hug but he had beaten you to it. With a smile you pulled him in, but today it felt different. It was like Colby was holding on to you for dear life. Like he wanted to remember what it felt to have your body pressed against his. You suddenly felt your face get hot. You weren’t sure why you were blushing, you never had before but this was a different kind of intimacy. 

You and Colby had always been close. You’ve slept in the same bed before, wore his clothes, sometimes cuddled but this was different. You could feel his breath on your neck and you were sure your knees were going to give out on you any given second. When the two of you pulled apart, you were sure your face was as red as a tomato but the two of you didn’t mutter a single word to each other. 

“Well let’s finish setting up so we can get this party started!” Aryia yelled while fist bumping. You laughed and slowly made your way into the house to greet everyone else. 

Before you knew it the house was decorated as best as it could be and people began to arrive. Looking down at your outfit you had decided now was the perfect time to change. You had made your way towards Colby’s room where you left your bag of clothes. You had been in his room so many times you didn’t need to turn on the light just to change into a dress. Besides, you had enough light from the moon to guide you, you would be quick anyway. 

You had only just taken of your shirt and pants when the door swung open. Colby froze in his tracks, the light from the hallway highlighting your features. 

“I'm sorry,I uh, I- I’ll just go,” Colby stuttered. 

“Wait don’t go,” you responded. “I need someone to zip up my dress for me.” You informed him as you put on the dress. You didn’t feel uncomfortable changing in front of him, you had always done it before. 

Colby stepped inside, closing the door behind him, allowing the moon to be the only source of light that surrounds you. 

“We’re okay right?” You asked him as you turned around. 

“Yeah we’re fine. Why?” You could hear his footsteps approaching you. 

“You’ve been avoiding me ever since the pool party and I’m not sure why.” 

He didn’t respond. You could feel his hand grab the zipper, he slowly pulled up the zipper. His finger grazed along your back, as if purposely trying to feel your skin against his own. Your breathing slowed, the moment between you two felt intense. When he reached the top his fingers lingered for a moment before he removed them. Remembering that he never responded to you, you decided to face him. 

“Colby-”

You were interrupted by the feeling of his lips on yours. On instinct you began to kiss back. Your body suddenly craved his and you instantly knew that all along you were meant to be with him. He was your one and only, you weren’t sure why it took you this long to figure it out. 

When he pulled away, he looked at you before tucking a piece of hair behind your hair. 

“My window frames you like a Monet. If tomorrow we go back to being just friends, I'll think about the way you look tonight.” 

“Colby, I don’t want to go back to being friends. I never thought about us as an us until today and now I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“Good,” he responded, crashing his lips against yours again.

[artificialqueens]

some call it chemistry — (trinity/detox) - lily2

[ prompt ] : sasha notices someone glancing at her best friend during their friend's performance and decides to try and make magic happen even if trinity isn't feeling the gesture too much: atleast at first.

[ author's note ] : I've been writing trinity a ton lately because she's one of my favorite queens and I will always love a florida girl with bias and I mentioned on my tumblr if there's any good pairings and someone mentioned detox and trinity would be just a match in plastic heaven and couldn't stop thinking about it so here this is, song below helps to set the mood and was mentioned, couldn't help myself! I reccomend highly listening to "two to make it right" by seduction for purposes of the fic, it's mentioned throughout the fic.

— *.✧

Sasha isn't stupid.

It was an odd first thought to have when considering what may or might not come of her possible intervention, it was difficult to not be atleast a tiny bit intruiged when she noticed a seemingly familar face in the crowd staring and glancing over at her best friend for the entire chunk of the night.

She knew first hand how the Russian herself sometimes be a bit oblivious, Shea always made fun of her once they fully begun to date of how she would consistently drop hints to the blonde, how every move in the game was to impress Sasha, make her smile, finally let her figure out that indeed Shea Couleé, likely the most wanted girl in all of Chicago, Illinois hell— America, was in love with the sweet, quirky, vocal girl who called Brooklyn home and Russia the motherland.

"She's been staring at Trinity all night." She whispered in a hushed tone to her girlfriend who was dancing around in her heels, as if someone would sniff their conversation out over Peppermint performing and giving her soul on stage, as she did always, Shea turned a bit concerned, "Who? If it's someone you think might pose a threat." Her words quickly gaining momentum beginning to scan the expression in Sasha's face before she quickly snickered, kissing her hand, attempting to divert any possible violence.

"No, no! I mean Detox, she's been giving her the side eye and the little glances all night, Trinity is comply distracted by the alcohol and performance obviously but, something in me says to maybe, try and set them up?"

Shea definitely felt her curiousity get the best of her as she took a sip of her vodka soda, her feet still moving along the floor as she took a glance at Trinity who was dancing wildly with Monét just across from them, she seemed just a bit tipsy but she was a southern girl: she could definitely handle her hard liqour especially if it meant seeing one of her best friend's perform on stage despite her meager dancing ability.

Her eye's peaked over at Detox who leaned against the bar, sipping a gin and tonic and occasionally speaking in uninterested, mumbled conversation to Alaska who already seemed drunk as can be, slugging against her shoulder, on the bar stool attempting to not break it with her stiletto's. A small grin across her lips forming when she indeed, looked back to Trinity who was lipsynching to the performance, staying on her feet, Shea surprised she could even move let alone attempt "dancing" in her skin tight dress, the lights reflecting on the iridescent fabric and material.

"Babe, I think you're on to something here." Her brow cocked in surprise as she pressed their lips together, Sasha very happy to receive a kiss before she pushed the blonde along to play matchmaker since she was the one who was doing some spying and cracked the code.

Casually walking through the crowd, stopping to greet and press some cheek kisses to Aja, Farrah and then bumping into a clearly drunk Katya, toppling onto Sasha in comfort: she attempted to make some idle conversation, Sasha unable to keep herself from just walking right past the constant pressure of conversing. Her Russian counterpart smiled before chugging her straight vodka as she grooved, taking Sasha's hands, "I know we both have really cute girlfriends but you'll always be my favorite!" She yelled over the music as they moved in a awkwardly endearing waltz position, Sasha giggling, not wanting to be rude or too obvious with the fact she was on a bit of a time crunch.

Eastern Europeans don't usually get this intoxicated so quickly.

Trixie seemed to come in at just the perfect moment, apologizing for Katya's state though Sasha truthfully didn't mind, she just had a mission and knew she would kick herself if she didn't get it done tonight.

"Hello!" Trinity yelped, hugging her best friend the minute she started barely walking in the same direction as the duo who were making an attempt to dance across the packed floor of the bar, New York City was crowded and Sasha knew it well enough that it didn't bother her too badly, Monét smiled and welcomed Sasha into their corner of the floor.

"Oh don't worry, I'm not dancing!" She yelled, Trinity frowning in disappointment, "Bitch I ain't drunk, I've had only two, Shea doesn't have to worry about me licking your face or any of the weird shit Alaska does." Monét cackled, remembering how much anger leaked from Trixie's face last week when Alaska decided to take out all her sadness through alcohol which ended up with Katya and Alaska comfortably at a distance performing with eachother until the idiosyncratic girl decided to lick Katya's cheek right on stage.

It was a loud uproar and reaction from an already intoxicated crowd, just laughter, screams and smiles though Monét mentioned that she had never seen such a visual representation of smoke blowing from the fumes quite like Trixie's reaction.

"Speaking of Alaska—" an almost perfect segway of events, "I've been with Shea the whole night of course but, I've noticed you definitely have sometimes attention the whole night." She said near her ear, Trinity stopping to dance as Monét kept singing, though her ears pricked open, "Oh girl if it's Alaska, I wouldn't trust her with anyone drunk."

Trinity had to agree, finishing off her drink with a slow chug, "Jesus, am I so ugly people only find me attractive when I'm drunk!" She cried out more in exaggerated pitch than genuine concern. Sasha shook her head, Trinity always looked stunning and utterly beat for the god's, a perfect understanding of makeup and clothing coordination.

"Alaska's best friend over there though..." She smirked, Trinity tilting her head, definitely pondering who exactly she meant by that though Sasha alertly pointed to Detox under her chin, immediately all sense of respect and normality seemed to drop as her cheeks flushed a bright red, grabbing Sasha's wrist.

"You're kidding right?"

Sasha's silent pose and the grin that begun to stretch across the corner of her lips was enough of an answer. "Shit..." She gasped before handing Monét her empty drinking glass, "I'm gonna go real quick." The Floridian huffed out as her friend groaned aloud, "I knew she'd leave my crusty ass the minute she finds someone who can possibly buy her more alcohol."

"Would you like a dance?" The black girl smiled genuine as she held out a hand, dramatically painted like a victorian gentleman, Sasha couldn't help but cross her arms at the thought of it, she knew how jealous and tense her own lover could get, "Hey! I know Shea and have for decades, I am definitely not trying to get you, I could never do that to Nina." She explained innocently, harmlessly, waving to Shea who kept a good but resentful distance.

Shea already giving her massive side eye, pointing at her and making gestures towards her throat at Monét bitterly, she knew her NYC sister was simply playing around and absolutely trusted Sasha's intuition however she couldn't help but feel a twine of jealously as if her and Sasha hadn't danced for the last two hours with arms only around eachother.

"We can dance but no licking my face."

"Consider it done bitch!"

*.✧

Leaving her friend's for themselves, Trinity pushed her way through best she could, unable to really process this all and convinced this was some kind of set up or joke Shea had for Sasha to simply deliever the punchline. It wasn't that she didn't feel like she was good enough or pretty enough, Trinity had the wallowing self confidence others wish they could chanel even 2% into, that wasn't the concern.

But Detox, it definitely seemed just a bit out of her league.

They weren't that much older than eachother, Trinity was younger by a year it was more that she was completely smitten hearing about her almost a year ago, entranced by the idea that someone loved plastic surgery as much as her finding that an impossible feat and then only meeting her through Alaska about six months ago where it was revealed the "Queen of Southern California" was actually born in Orlando, just as Trinity was.

"It's Trinity!" Screamed Alaska in excitement as Detox turned, taking a sharp breath in to appear as calm and sedated compared to her best friend as possible, "Yes it is! You gotta slow your roll girl." She mumbled comfortingly, rubbing her shoulders as she waved her off, "As long as she's driving me home, we're all good!" A finger in front of Detox's nose, quickly getting deflected with a scoff.

"Can't believe I gave up alcohol for you, fucking bitch."

Turning to Trinity she smiled, beginning to piece together that it was probably the doing of Monet or Sasha judging by their time together and proximity to eachother, she definitely wasn't disappointed, she just had hoped this could've happened without Alaska needing to breathe on her neck, literally and figuratively.

"Sorry about her, I have to be her damn sitter for the night since Roxxy is off in Orlando tonight without me."

"If you buy me some alcohol, I'll definitely forgive you." A wink leaving the corner of her right eye as Detox sprung into action, truly making an attempt to seem convincingly flirty back without making it cheesy or dense. "Pick your poision, I know everyone who works here so if they make it bad, I can complain like the bitch I am." Gaining a laugh from Trinity she couldn't help but smile, tuning out Alaska who also begged for alcohol.

"Suprise me." She breathed out gently, their eyes gazing though the moment always seemed to be ruined by the blonde's tantrums, Trinity wasn't offended, she couldn't count the number of times Sasha had probably carried her out a bar or three after a good night out.

"Manhattan please and a water if possible." She spoke as she handed the bartender a twenty, asking for no change as she invited Trinity to sit with her, the girl smiling and pulling out the chair so she could sit, watching her dress as she hopped up on the bar stool, the two exchanging awkwardly endearing glances. The energy extremely tense but the expressions clearly expressing nothing but need and want.

"So, I have to be a nosy bitch—" she started as she handed Trinity her drink, "Was it your friend who sent you over?" Referring to Sasha, she seemed sweet enough but wasn't sure if this interaction was going to be horrid or something worth taking up further.

"Yes, she mentioned you stared at me all night." A sip from her drink, an approving nod to the alcoholic beverage. Detox was a bit taken back by her honest response, Alaska beginning to doze out on her back, locking their hands so she could be sure she didn't let her be taken off by a stranger.

"Did she?"

"Yup, I didn't believe her hence why I came, I thought it was too good to be true is all." Honesty was truly the best policy when it came to Trinity, why try and beat around the bush when you could just get to the point, make out, buy some alcohol and go home happy or atleast mildly satisfied for the night.

A roll of the eyes from Detox, who ran a hand through her blonde hair as Trinity grabbed her free hand, "I expected more confidence from someone who can't even pinch herself." She had to laugh wildly at that, "Oh fuck off!" She screamed, hitting her shoulder teasingly.

"You're one to talk."

"Bitch atleast I am, I've never seen you so quiet, you're always making some snide or witty comment."

She couldn't argue with that, she never felt so much riddled anxiety trying to speak to someone like Trinity, even when they had first meet it seemed like some twist of fate, too good to be true.

Hilarious, stunning, a bit blunt but always honest and caring of her friends, full of silicone and always had a comeback in the palm of her hands ready and prepared.

"Dance?" Already finished with her Manhattan, Trinity stood and held her open hands out for Detox to take, the blonde nervously glancing back and forth at Alaska who was begining to get drowsy. "Don't worry about her, bring her with us and we can drop her with Sasha, you know her motherly insticts."

"Perfect." She laughed, taking her hand as she grabbed onto Alaska's shoulder who was dancing along to the tune, the music dying out in Detox's ear as Trinity lead her to the left of the floor, handing Alaska to Sasha with no words exchanged expect a nod, now they were alone to dance as the music set in, a new song starting.

"Jesus christ, this is a throw back." Detox laughed as she was still holding onto Trinity's hand, not wanting to let go though she danced along to the beat, the brunette impressed, "See you can dance!" Detox shrugged, sliding across the floor in her heels easily, she could pick up movements but didn't consider herself a dancer, Trinity she knew had two left feet unless she was about to pass out from alcohol poisoning or was grinding on someone.

❝ From the start its plain to see

you're suffering from a serious broken heart,

You know that its a shame

But I'm here to ease your pain. ❞

The music perfectly moved in as she took Trinity's waist, the other girl nervously inching away, "Trust me, trust me." She whispered before moving the hair from her forehead, "Trust the dancer who bought you a very overpriced cocktail." She couldn't argue with that logic.

❝ Do you know that

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it out of sight

I can see it in your eyes

You feel the same way I feel about you. ❞

Feeling the rhythm of the music, singing loudly and feeling Trinity singing along to, she grabbed her hands and led her in a four corner movement, assuring she was doing just fine though Detox's added body rolls only made Trinity tense up twice as hard, unable to match her energy or refined skill, no matter how badly she claimed she couldn't pick up dancing.

❝ Some call it chemistry

I call it you should be with me

Cause I know together we can really turn this mother out. ❞

"You're really good at this!"

Detox had to amusingly snicker, "I'll send my thanks to Roxxy and Mayhem, taught me everything I need to know I guess." Relaxing her muscles Trinity felt herself slowly open up a bit more, everyone already looked a fool or was so adjusted to alcohol that they couldn't care how ridiculous she would look.

❝ In my mind there is no doubt

That one & one equals me & you

Don't you know that it takes two

Two to make it right. ❞

Trinity took it upon herself to turn around and shake her hair before running a hand down her dress and gently grinding on her partner's waist, recluctent at first before Detox wrapped her hands from behind around her neck, clearly approving.

She turned and threw her arms around her neck in return, staring intensely into her own eyes and mouthing every single word of the song as if she was Michelle Visage herself, though it was definitely a classic but the music absolutely gave her a new energy considering the lyrics and every new and horny ambition she felt running through her body. She owed Sasha as much money as she wanted after this.

❝ I don't believe in fairy tales

But I believe some things were meant to be

Why should we be alone

When we could have each others arms to hold. ❞

Their fingertips lingered on eachother's waist though Trinity was definitely the braver one from the duo, spinning her partner around with a quick speed before holding her with confidence, "Hope I won't make your friend's jealous." She said referring to Alaska and Roxxy, blowing Alaska a kiss as she jumped for joy seeing her two friend's dancing together.

The three always stuck around eachother since childhood she mentioned when they first met though she never knew the extent of their friendship.

"Oh trust me, they know me well enough to know who I've been pining for the last six months."

"Really? Who."

She needed to hear it first hand and know tonight wasn't just a waste of her time and Detox's, there was no way she had just grinded on the girl for no damn reason, the blonde bit the inside of her cheek, responding with a firm, "It's hard to say when she's dancing so sweetly in front of me." The god awful scent of hard liqour and cheap perfume dying down when Trinity learned into her face, wishing she would just knock her into a wall and kiss her already, time was a wasting until she had to go back to California, though she always made time for New York City.

"You're a real flirt, I like that."

"And I've been staring at you all night praying you'd kiss me so I guess we're even."

Detox didn't want to say she felt three entire weights drop off her shoulder when Trinity planted her lips on hers but it was difficult to say otherwise. Her red lipstick unintentionally brushing onto Detox's brightly colored pink lipstick though she wouldn't bitch about it, hell how could she. "Thank God for Sasha being nosy." She breathed out before slamming their lips together again, her hands toying with her hair, completely intoxicated forgetting she even had alcohol.

When she was pulled away after a solid minute she couldn't understand why, though they had kissed on that dance floor for about two minutes, having no boundaries now, every wall crushed down and thrown into the abyss. Her head leaned into the crook of Detox's neck since with heels she was still taller as she was without them, humming the song to herself with their hands dropped at eachother's hips.

"You wanna ditch?"

She had expected the question to come sooner or later, she loved her friends but if she could score especially score with someone who also showed a genuine interest in her, she would yank her own ass out of that bar and sprint in her white heels if she had to.

"Come to my hotel with me, if I can kiss you all night I don't want it to be in a gay bar playing Seduction, no offense." Her face changing to a gentle rose pink across her cheeks as a permanent smile was drawn on her face, Trinity could only nod and tighten her grip, interlocking their hands.

"None taken, just promise me you'll turn a blind eye if I steal that lipstick shade you're wearing right now."

"Consider it a done deal."

[jupiterjunebug]

WHERE'S THE WEREWOLF ESSAY, OP??

@malaloba @bisexualducknewton You also dared me to say this so you get a tag

Okay so fun facts about Tyler Keegan Casey (I literally just wanted to make a joke about Tyler Casey abbreviating to Tyler K.C):

His parents, Edgar Casey and Rebecca Wilson, got married at 18. Their reasoning was "hey, we've been together all of high school, we still like each other, and I think our kids would be really hot." A bit of the shine wore off for Rebecca, though, when it turned out Edgar inherited a controlling streak from his parents. He got it in his head that his growth as a person required moving as far away from tiny little Casper, WV as he could. Which was fine, and would've been true if he’d put any actual EFFORT into growing up, except he made that decision without consulting his wife. Family was the most important thing in the world for her, which meant she didn't want to leave. Unfortunately, family was the most important thing in the world to her, and Edgar was technically her family.As far away as possible turned out to be Fortville, Indiana. At around 3000 people, it was certainly bigger than Casper, but much smaller than Edgar's ambitions. Unfortunately, they'd run out of gas, and got stuck in town long enough for Rebecca to work up her courage and deliver an ultimatum: they were eight hours from Casper, close enough to drive over, and she'd live no further away than that.Tyler was born a few years later and grew up the only "daughter" of the household, pretty in a generic way and polite to a fault. His homesick mama taught him that he'd know when he found his people on account of the decision to give up everything for them would only hurt a little. His pyramid-scheme chasing daddy taught him that the key to success is for people to think you're one of their people, and who gives a shit if it's true or not?Up until he was twenty he was a full-on social chameleon: he wore the closest thing he could get to the "right" clothes, he did his hair in the "right" way, he laughed at the right jokes and had a crush on all the right boys. Third runner up for prom queen, dated at least three members in the football team (the breakups were never his fault, of course. He'd take a relationship as far as the other person wanted, he only dated them because they wanted to date him after all), popular but not so popular for people to consider him a threat.Every holiday, Tyler and his mama went off to Casper to visit her family. That meant he ended up at the kids table with his two younger cousins Franc ( @keplersheetz) and Vicki. Franc and Vicki were practically sisters, Franc lived with Vicki's parents whenever her ma was off dealing with her host of mental issues, which meant that Tyler was kind of the third wheel.

Tyler ended up the responsible one, and town gossip went on about how they hoped he'd be a good influence, because wasn't he just a perfect little child? Gossip about Franc went on about how she was wild, about how she didn't follow rules, if she wasn't careful she'd end up just like her mother and didn't Vicki's parents worry about if she was a bad influence? No one gossiped about Vicki at all.

It created a weird circle of jealousy, where Tyler envied Franc for having the guts to be herself, Franc worried that Vicki would end up liking Tyler better than her, and Vicki wished somebody might talk about her instead of other people’s “influence” on her. In general, Tyler and Franc didn't get along on account of they were very different and had no interests in common, but when you spend months each year as an obligatory playmate you end up developing at least a little fondness.Tyler went to Indiana University Bloomington, close enough to home for both his parents and also in possession of a Bachelors program for early childhood education. He quickly acquired a job at the library, a reputation as "a pleasure to have in class," an overcommitment to several clubs, and a thoroughly mediocre boyfriend. He also ended up in two classes with and as a coworker to Monet, ( @pleasekalemenow). In sophomore year, the two were roommates and in three classes together, which was haha a funny coincidence. Then in Spring term Tyler had a stress breakdown and Monet was so thrown by composed, fake-ass Tyler losing his shit over something completely minor that she ended up sitting with him for four hours and now they're best friends.In the summer before Junior year he was like "hey wait a fucking second, if I'm completely changing my personality around other people so that they'll like me...do they actually like me?" and decided that fuck it, I'm going to just have my own personality and work my hardest to make it so people find that person likable. The most obvious shift - aside from him breaking up with his mediocre boyfriend and quitting half of his clubs - was coming out as, you know, a dude.

His parents didn't really...get it? His mom continues to this day to treat it as something she supports but just can't understand, and his dad kind of took it as a personal attack because his dad is a self-obsessed jackass. The rest of the family didn't really express an opinion on any of this, on account of Vicki had a baby and Franc ran away from home just a little while later. Compared to having a daughter under 18 and just straight up disappearing, being trans wasn't all that embarrassing to them.Things went pretty decent for half of Junior year. Then one day while he was watching a kindergarten class, the last kid to be picked up at the end of the day turned into an eldritch horror and ate the other student teacher. The FBI’s Paranormal Research and Investigation division showed up and was like "hey I'm pretty sure you can guess that we're going to tell you to keep this hush hush, so keep this fucking hush hush." Tyler went "wow you know I don't like being kept in the dark about all this," so he changed his major to criminal justice and worked his ass off to graduate at the same time as everyone else. Then he joined the FBI, and when they were interviewing him he dropped some line about "oh, I saw something once and the, uh, I think it was PRI? Said that it was top secret dangerous business. I'd like to solve murders like that :)" and the PRI kind of went "well...I guess? we can hire? Him? He did a god job on all of his exams...we have no reason not to."At around this time he played the love interest in Monet's breakout limited access TV show, Once Upon a Cryptid. This show eventually gained Dr. Horrible levels of cult-classic fame, and Tyler is eternally thankful that T has at this point changed his look enough that no one really recognizes him beyond people he talks to on case being like "haha isn't it funny that you look kind of like actor Tyler Casey and you're an FBI agent just like his character?" And he just says "haha yeah I get that a lot :)"The PRI was also like "hey can you keep an eye on this person who is causing trouble with conspiracy theory shit?" Tyler says "uh yeah, sure? Anything I should know?" And the PRI is like "well it's your cousin, but other than that, nah, glhf :)"Tyler found this situation Vaguely Uncomfortable, so instead of being actually good at his job he took this opportunity to leave reminders to eat and warnings to keep her head down when she overreached. They were all signed with "The FBI Agent That's Watching You Right Now" and wow isn't it fucked up that they're closer as anonymous FBI stalker and conspiracy theorist than they were as proper childhood playmates? It fucks me up sometimes.Five years before the game starts, he goes on an investigation into what may or may not be a supernatural murderer. While in the area he runs into August Caraway ( @transagentstern), who is. Super his type. He immediately starts finding excuses to spend time w/ the hot, sensitive, painter, asking August to be his guide around the area. And also if he could see that painting that August is working on because it sounds really :) great :). Eventually he comes to the conclusion that the long periods of time between attacks and the COD indicate either a werewolf attack or a very patient predator. He goes "well, it's the new moon tonight...so if I take August out on a da-I MEAN INVESTIGATION into that clearing in the woods it'll be safe."Spoilers! It isn't!They get attacked by a werewolf. Tyler says "well, I'm an FBI agent so I should be the one to sacrifice myself" and tries to shoot the werewolf. It quickly takes him to the ground, but hey! At least August has time to run! Except instead of running, August goes up to try and save Tyler. Which ends in them both getting bitten before the silver bracelets August always wears fend the thing off. August manages to drag Tyler to civilization before losing consciousness, and the two wake up in separate hospitals. August is told Tyler got sent to a special FBI hospital, but is fine. Tyler is told August got tired of waiting around for him to wake up and left. (More fun facts: this happened the day before Pigeon's birthday! Wow! Terrible)Tyler is kept under observation for the rest of the month, just to make sure he's fine. He is, of course, not fine. The PRI is super stoked to have access to someone who is fully willing to spend the rest of his month j chillin' and then come in on the full moons, on account of most of the werewolves they have access to are ones they caught and have to keep hold of all the time. Which, like, unlawfully contained civilians are a shitty baseline.So, despite having research in their name, the PRI kinda fucking sucks at research. Their methodology is to just try shit until they figure out 1. How to kill the monster and 2. How to spot the affliction/how it progresses. They are perfectly aware of how to kill werewolves, so really all they do is stage observations under different stress conditions to play “how to spot a werewolf”.

Every experiment is just put them in a cage with moonlight access, see whether the transformation is faster/slower when the person has a certain diet/fitness level/etc. Most of the subjects can’t leave bc they’d run away and are also liable to transform sometimes which is inconvenient.

The PRI isn't especially concerned about Tyler, because they know one of the conditions for a transformation is high stress and if there's one thing he's good at it's completely repressing an anxiety attack, so he's able to pretty much do his job aside from the whole "locked up under the full moon" thing. Of course, he's ostracized by his coworkers on account of he's like. Literally a monster. But that's fine! He has Monet! Who he never tells anything about all this because he doesn't want to worry her, and also because her brother (coincidentally August, though Tyler doesn't know that) died around the time of his attack and he doesn't want her to blame herself for never trying to come see him.Good things that happen in these 5 years: he has an amicable relationship with Franc. He gets good at his job. He and Monet discover that the uncanny coincidences which led to them always having classes together carry over into their adult life, and they constantly run into each other while performing their respective jobs. She sometimes invites him to parties to stop men from hitting on her, and because he looks vaguely like Jake Gyllenhaal (that's Tyler's face claim) they get to laugh about all the tabloid rumors that Monet is dating Jake.The bad news is Tyler never had access to the other werewolves prior to the attack (it wasn't his division, and he wasn't usually in a position to take anything alive) which means he's never been around to see a new one, to watch the arc of their deterioration. Usually it goes like this: they wake up, alone and naked in a room with only a bed, a desk, and an uncomfortable wooden chair. They are given clothing by an FBI agent, sometimes that agent is sympathetic, sometimes sneering, but usually expressionless. Each full moon they transform, and remember nothing of it save pain, hunger, and the feeling of their claws digging into the metal walls. Fear is a trigger for transformation, as is anger. They are always afraid, always angry. Eventually, it becomes rare to see them in their human forms.The PRI is fucking stupid. A reasonable person might say "duh, werewolves turn when they're scared, maybe if we put them someplace less scary they'll stop turning so much." Instead, they write in their notes, the notes Tyler receives, "we're fairly certain that, at some point, the humanity of a werewolf is completely lost." He only sees werewolves that have not been human in months, or even years. Or, he sees the ones who are even worse off.The worse news is that Tyler is told there's a cure. Sometimes, the PRI manages to poke and prod at a werewolf and for reasons we just don't understand they never transform again. So he doesn't argue with the tests, and even if he writes a will he doesn't tell Monet anything because he might be fine, and he doesn't want to worry her. He throws himself into his work and into making Monet happy, because he wants to make sure that if he is lost he leaves a legacy. There's something to prove that Tyler Casey's existence was justified.Then he finds out what the cure entails. It's not recovery, not at all; it's pushing someone so hard, making them so afraid, that their body can't take being afraid anymore. A person who’s too tired to feel doesn't shift, not even under the full moon, because the werewolf's state of mind is defined by the person's emotions before it happens (so if someone was actually CALM, really truly calm, then they'd manage to control it, but hunger and anger and fear can all throw that out of wack). If the person is numb, there is nothing for the curse to react to.Tyler Casey would rather die after trying his hardest than live longer but not be able to do anything. So, when he manages to find a job opening at The Askar Foundation, a secret society with more funding and more knowledge than the FBI could ever hope for, he has no qualms spilling the PRI's secrets in exchange for a position as a field agent.As you can probably guess, August, Monet, and Franc are all there as well. The circumstances of their recruitment were significantly less...consensual than his (Monet and Franc recently saw too much and got pressganged in, and after nearly killing Franc while transformed August got dragged in for Askar's own brand of tests). This leads to a veritable five layer dip of fucking drama:1. Franc and Tyler have a private conversation which leads to the revelation of several character secrets on both their parts. This ends when Tyler and Franc both insist that they saw different things during one of the scenes. Franc has always had the ability to tell when people lie to her, but she is also convinced she's right about their topic of conversation (which uh, she IS right, so). That means that, despite the fact that she can't feel him lying, he MUST be. She's convinced that he's had the supernatural ability to get around her own uncanny powers this whole time, and thus they engaged in a Comedy of Errors where instead of mistaken identities it’s Tyler saying things that further convince Franc he's trying to manipulate the entire team2. The Askar foundation would very much like to keep their shiny new field agent, and also Tyler still has connections to the FBI and him snitching to them would be.........inconvenient. So they're willing to put effort, within reason, into making sure he doesn't find out anything that might cause problems, like the fact that August is a kind of monster Tyler has a massive vendetta against. Or uh...anything else that might make him question them. This leads to3. Askar shutting down a conversation between him and Monet, leading to her concluding that talking about their past experiences with the supernatural OR the workings of Askar will never go well. (Exacerbated by the fact that Askar had already been trying to keep her from finding out shit about her brother) 4. Consequently, Monet will no longer talk to him about deep personal topics if they lead back to these things at ALL5. Franc ended up in a romantic entanglement w/ the monster of the week, who is a shapeshifter unwillingly being used to bring about...the apocalypse. He thinks the reason she doesn’t trust him is because she figured out he was a werewolf, and doesn’t trust him/is keeping an eye on him so she can put him down when he becomes dangerous. So he thinks she hates him bc he’s a shapeshifter that has no control over himself, but then she’s fine with...the OTHER shapeshifter that has no control over himself.6. August thinks Tyler hates werewolves because of the attack, and is afraid to enter a relationship with him because he wouldn't be able to keep his condition a secret7. Tyler refuses to let himself entertain notions of actually DATING August, because Tyler thinks he's going to die and doesn't want to hurt even MORE people when he goes8. Tyler and Monet platonically love each other so much and are also living together in Seinfeld's mansion that she stole the keys to, and Tyler is an idiot which means August thinks Tyler wants to date Monet (August's SISTER)So tl;dr, Tyler thinks that after Franc gained access to more Askar files she suddenly doesn't trust him (he assumes she knows he's a werewolf), he knows that Monet suddenly doesn't want to TALK to him and knows that if he discovers anything suspicious he thus cannot tell her, and he knows he......really, really, REALLY is starting to enjoy August's companyThis means that conversations oscillate between Tyler being professionally friendly with all his coworkers, Franc interpreting something random as a personal attack, Monet deeply wishing she could tell Tyler something, and then a completely stupid conversation where Tyler and August are flirting about something stupid and getting cockblocked by Tyler's hangups and August remembering that as far as he's concerned Tyler and Monet should get together.Oh and also Askar definitely is fucking with his head at least once a session.

[kerguelenn]

Keep The Door Open_ Zach Dempsey x Reader (Justin Foley’s sister)

So I’m french and start Tumblr two weeks ago I think. And I discover this amazing things called “Imagines” and just fell into it. And then, I decide to write one. So since I’m french, you can guess that English isn’t my first language so I excuse myself for all the mispelled word and everything. Hope you will enjoyed.

Warning: None, except the fact that I love Zach so much.

      You know it’s bad. Or not. All you know, the only things your brain is capable of process for the moment is how good Zach Dempsey is a kisser. And you can totally deal with it. Because you’re kissing him back. In your bedroom, on your bed. Two feet away from your brother’s room, your boyfriend’s best friend. Yeah, you know how mess up it sound but you like Zach since Justin came back home one day with him. He is an old crush, and you were okay with keep it a secret since you were incapable to talk to him without babbling stupidly. So you really didn’t though he liked you back. That was completely impossible. That why you thought he was messing with you when he asked you out, you thought your brother was trying to mock you because you win at basketball against him the night before. And you specially didn’t believe Zach because he asked you in school where a dozen of students could have see you or heard you. But he keep asking, and you finally say yes. And now, that’s exactly what you’ve been doing since three months. Hiding and making out like horny teenagers.

           You and Zach wanted to go public but both of you were a little scared by the reaction of Justin when he will learned the truth. So you kept it quiet waiting for the right moment. But with all the mess with Hannah Baker’s tape (yes you knew about it, she wasn’t your friend but you liked her, and learning you brother and boyfriend play a role in her death wasn’t easy to deal with. Especially with the Bryce’s tape), and Jessica breaking up with him; your brother wasn’t in the right shape to deal with anything.

           Zach moves to your jugular, kissing you. He always makes you so lost after a make out session. For hours you could still feels his breath on your neck, the shape of his lips or his scent on your close. It’s like he has a super power, making you hot and lost and only capable to think about him for the next hours.

“Zach?”

He keeps kissing you, ignoring your voice.

“Zach? Baby?”

Your right hand is playing with his hair, loving how soft they are.

“Hmmmm?”

You smiled a little, knowing he trying to ignore you because he’s already know what you’re going to tell him.

“You know you can’t leave mark here.”

He’s finally leaving your neck to look you in the eyes.

“Why are you always breaking my heart Y/N?”

He’s pouting like a three years old who didn’t get the toys he wants. It’s look so cute that you can’t repress the urge to kiss him and changing place on the bed to be on top.

“First because Justin doesn’t know about us and I really don’t want to have this weird conversation with him at breakfast. And two, because i don’t like it. I always saw hickey like marks.”

“That was it is Babe. Love marks.”

He kiss you again making you speechless for a few second. But your hands find their way to his torso and push him back to the mattress holding him.

“But I just find them disturbing you know, like suddenly you were just on objects that someone own. And everyone is judging you, talking behind you back. Making you feeling bad and awful. Sometimes, i see girl with hickeys on their neck, next to their boyfriend. They should look happy, but their eyes are filled with  fear, but they have to pretend because that’s why their boyfriend expected them to do. They controlling their lives. And I don’t want that.”

You know you speak without thinking, because after you finished, Zach hands fell from your hips and his eyes looks hurt.

“Do you really think so low of me Y/N? Do you think I want to put on hickey on your neck only to treat you like shit? Really? After I run after you for a month, asking you repeatedly on a date when you just keep rejecting me? You must be fucking kidding me.”

Zach push you back on the other side of the bed, collecting his things. You’re so lost by how things went to hell in a few second that your brain doesn’t register with the actual situation right away. But just before he reach the door you push him against it kissing him like your life depends on it. Because it is, you love Zach fucking Dempsey so much that you cannot live with him leaving your room without knowing if it will be okay between you two. Your hands are behind his back trying to draw him towards you (with the height difference it’s not really easy to kiss him without holding him) you’re trying to show him how sorry you are for hurting him, showing him how much you care about him. You can feel how much he cares about you. His hands travels along your back till it stop after your ass to carry you. Letting you be has his height. He push you back to the door and kissing you like he’s going to die tomorrow.

After you’re both breathless from the kiss, you try to make you look at him.

“Zach, I didn’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry but it’s not okay if you leave every time I going to hurt you. Because I’m going to do it, even if I don’t want too. So you need to tell me, explain me your point of view. I don’t know the world. I only know what I thinking, what I believe in. What I love.” You’re caressing his face, lightly on his cheeks trying to erase all the wrong that have be done to him. “I love you Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey and I’m not going anywhere.”

You’re the first one of the two of you to tell the word Love. And you’re really trying to not freak out at the moment because yes, you know you love him, you’re probably love him since the first smile he address you but you just said it out loud without knowing if he feels the same about you.

“I was supposed to say it first. I love you Y/N Foley. More than you could ever know. And I don’t want to mark you to control you. I want to mark you because I love you. And maybe because I want to show everyone that you’re mine and only mine. I want the world to know that you’re my girlfriend, and that I love you. I want to show to all the boys who look at you that you’re mine. You’re my girlfriend.”

“A little possessive, don’t you think darling?” You laugh at his smile, and kiss him again.

“Don’t say to me Y/N, that you don’t want to leave a mark on my body letting know to all the girl, the cheerleader and other that I’m yours.” You shift in his arms.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You mumble.

“You think I don’t see the jealousy in your eyes when I shots and Ellia from the cheers can’t stop touching me?”

“It’s not Ellia it’s Hailey.” And you know you fall just right into his trap. “Okay, you’re right Dempsey, maybe I’m a little jealous when a girl can’t stop touching you even if I right here”

“She doesn’t mean a thing to me babe. And it’s okay to be jealous. I am too, when I see you with Clay and Tony talking about things that make you laugh and smile.”

“Most of the time we talked about movies or music. Sometimes about Hannah.” You see how his eyes get lost for a second when he hears her name. “And about Skye too.”

“Skye, the dark weird girl? Who works at Monet’s?”

“Yeah, and she’s not weird. She actually really fun and interesting to talk to. I like her.”

“But why do you talk about her with her other friend.” You don’t respond right away, trying to know if it’s okay to talk about Skye with Zach.

“Babe?” You look back at him and shy a little.

“You can’t tell anyone about it. If Tony or Clay learns about it, they’re going to kill you.”

“I’m not really scared about Jensen babe.”

“It’s funny how you say nothing about Tony.” You smile a little when he hides himself in your neck. “Okay, you see, Clay discover she’s not well, and we think she could be a little depressive. So we try to talk about thing we find in her comportment that could be different before it’s too late.”

“You think she would… Like Hannah..?”He can’t say the word and your heart break a little when you see him like that.

“It’s a possibility; we want to be sure about it. We just trying to know if she keeps hurting herself and it’s freaking me out because if she does that means she could do other things and she became one of my closest friend, who know about you and me by the way.” Zach doesn’t let you finish.

“What? She knows about us? I thought we keep it quiet!”

“Okay, don’t get mad baby, but Tony and Clay know too.”

“You must be kidding me, you tell your friends but I can’t tell to my best friend about you!”

You kiss his lips, just because you want it.

“You can’t tell your best friend, because your best friend is my brother who going to kill every boy who get close to his sister. I doesn’t want to get you kill just because you kiss perfectly.” You wink at him before he gets the chance to pretend he’s hurt by what you said. He kiss you on the cheeks “I should go to see Justin. It’s been almost an hour I’m here, and he going to start asking question.”

           You know he’s right, but you’re incapable to let him go. but before you could kiss him goodbye, someone is beating at your door like maniac.

“Y/N why can’t I come in? Why your door is close? Mom wants to see you and ask you to come downstairs!”

“Two seconds Justin” You screamed back at him, trying to decide where you going to hide your giant boyfriend. You look to the window but it’s raining too hard to let him there for a few minutes without letting him catch a cold or worse and with their big game tonight you just can’t.

“Go to the closet. Hurry, please.”

“Y/N!” Yells your brother behind the door.

“God Justin, I’m coming!” You open the door and look right at him.”What do you want, because we both know mom isn’t here.”

“Why your door is closed in a Saturday morning at ten?” You’re trying to think fast, making up something.

“I was working on your birthday present.”

“My birthday is in four month Y/N…”

“Yeah, I know that dummy. It just I got an idea and I prefer do it right now that being late.”

“Then, can I see it?”

“Like you said, your birthday is in four month. You’re going to have to wait. Thank to stopped by but i would like to continue so if you could, leave.” You’re showing him the door before something bad happen and he discovers Zach.

“Why Zach’s jacket is here?” Yeah, something bad like that.

“Humm, he gives it to me last night.”

“Last night?”

“Hmhmmm.”

“We were together last night Y/N. Playing basketball, and you were at home, studying.”

“But you came home. And I got to bed. But I had a nightmare and go for a walk. He saw me and keeps me company till I was ready to go back to bed.”

“Y/N, you’re always coming to me when you have a nightmare.”

“I know, but you look so peaceful that i couldn’t wake you.”

Okay, you didn’t go for a walk last night, but you did have a nightmare. So you’re not completely lying to your big brother right now.

He give you a hug before he got to the door and you release a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“Tell Zach that I’m waiting for him in my room, and, please Y/N don’t hide him in your closet again or he gonna to be stuck in here one day.”

“Yeah, alright Jus’ I will tell him. Wait what?” He smiles at you like you’re the most funny thing he see in his life.

“You have a hickey on your neck and Zach’s car is parked in front of the house since an hour. And yes, we’re going to have a talk about him being your boyfriend and both of you hiding it from me but I’m happy for you guys.”

You look at him, trying to know if it just a joke or if he really just guess the entire thing right.

“How did you know he’s in the closet?”

“Because the door is closed Y/N. And you’re so scared of monsters since you’re a child that you’re incapable to close it. And thank you but I’m not stupid, I perfectly see how you look at each other.” He turns to the closet before adding “Zach, I’m waiting for you in my room. We don’t have all day so hurry up.”

You can hear your boyfriend’s voice telling him he will meet him there before Justin finally leaves your room letting you speechless.

“Look babe, it seems it didn’t turn up so bad. But I’m going to see him and make sure he’s okay with it. See you later.”

You don’t even see Zach leaving because you’re trying to understand how this could have happen in less than three minutes without you seeing it. The next things you do is calling Skye to tell her everything.

AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10952487

[astoldbychae]

God-sisters, Besties, Fine Ass Gworls. 💕

Fun fact: Aura, Monet, and Bess (yes, scamming as EcoLifestyle ass Bess) are all best friends. Monet & Bess were roommates in college. Bess messed around with Dre (Aura's older brother) for a little bit during their 1st year in college (until He decided to go into the Military). Fast forward to Monet's post grad life, Aura came to stay with her during her internship in San Myshuno and that's when She met Bess (since she lived across town in Evergreen Harbor). These 3 would go out damn near every weekend and that's how Bess & Aura grew closer together. Bess was actually the one who told Aura about the job opportunity at Sollitto Enterprises (Moe was looking for a new Assistant and that's how Aura and Moe met and later on started dating).

[withgentleheart]

For my goldfish brain. talk with @hiddenweaponuserkun and our upcoming A.A verse. 

R: OH. it could work with the first iteration of fushimi's aa verse i had with zoe's edgeworth. fushimi was just s substitute detective from another precinct sent to help edgeworth out while gumshoe is absent(edited)GDI why u do this

E: Lenora did work with the police until she moved to the private sector....she could have met him when she stopped by to visit. although how would be bond?..........because i love rinshimi.............

R: The aa-brand ridiculousness of fushimi being the detective in charge of investigation when rin is finally accused of being a murderer lol

E: YESi kinda of want her to be accused of murdering an ex boyfriend or something?  either that or one of her tennis students parents

R: im laughing so much we need to build this case. fushimi getting pissed about how there even is a case with how obvious it is that rin is innocent, and the investigation phase turning into them somehow maybe laughing together at how stupid it all is

E: honestly the fact that sunshine rin is accused of murder is ridiculous but i want it to happen so much

R: im quoting you on that

skip over some memes 

E: Rin: an apple a day- Fushimi: will keep anyone away as long as you throw it hard enough.

R: Fushimi: for example. [demonstrates by drop kicking an apple in larry's direction]

E: Rin:......that's fair

R: lenora would be constantly side-eying them(edited)

E:maybe it's cause i just watched a flashback episode in the AA anime, but I really want Rin and Fushimi to have gone to school together, even for just a little bit so they can have a little history. kinda a throw back to the verse where rin has flower shop and school yard rin stands up to fushimi's bully for him and then maybe he moves away so they don't really becomes friends until her murder trial but that's just another reason he knows she didn't do it. it's cheesy and ridiculous (and a lot like phoenix and edgeworth) BUT I DON'T GIVE A FUCK

R: !!!!! i love it??? like, it doesn't matter in what way. i want little rin to have saved little fushimi in some way, and i can already see one of the secrets behind fushimi's psyche locks being how he knew from the start rin wouldn't do anything even remotely bad because she was a hero to him

E: fuck. i love them so much. my heart so there was this boy in my eight grade english class who like, never talked and i made it my goal to say hi to him every day when i walked into class. so every day i would walk in and be like "hi nathan" and he's get a little shy but he'd only wave at first and after about a month he's actually respond with a "hi" too and a cute shy smile and that's how i imagine rin and fuhsimi in grade school together...kinda

R: YES!! oh god i can see little fushimi clinging to that. like, he wouldn't smile or feel shy, but he'd nod or sometimes greet her back and it's just. the highlight of his day, one of his classmates treating him like he's just another person, not avoiding him or putting him on a weird pedestal.just. the impact of something so simple.

E: and she'd never take it personally that he wouldn't respond. she just wanted to make him smile, even of it's inwardly.

R: imagine the greater impact if like, fushimi's dad is openly convicted of a crime, and he's ostracized even further and rin just doesn't change the way she still treats him.

E: rin really wouldn't care at all.

R: I LOVE THIS

E: she probably wouldn't win any points but like, she doesn''t put much stock in fathers. Her's is an asshole and left before she was born.ME TOOrin would walk up to anyone making fun of fushimi because of his dad and be like "fathers don't make a person good or bad, and if they do, then your dad is the worst"

R: THAT FIRST PART OF WHAT SHE SAID IS GONNA FOLLOW FUSHIMI FOREVER. one of his constant struggles would be the possibility of him turning into a person like niki, but then he'd remember that one kid's words, and he'd just hang on for a while longerit'd be what eventually leds him to studying criminology. i also love the parallelism with edgeworth of how 'it's thanks to his dad', but with still contrasting rationales

E: god, i love this. it's so cute and sweet. i will go down with this ship

R: how are they so perfect and convincing in all aus

enter us gushing about these two cause they are fucking cute

E: I still don't know all aa canon, but i am fucking down for it!canonically i think the wedding happens after phoenix is disbarred and gets his badge back but i'm a ways away from seeing that but HIT ME WITH IT

R: ah, but actually, because i only have the ds games, i've only gotten to apollo justice where he's disbarred djekf. i haven't played the two(?) latest games with simon, athena, nahyuta et al

E: WE WILL JUST MAKE IT UP BECAUSE FUCK ITthat's what wiki articles are for yo

R: gdi now i'll really have to go back to the tumbls

E: you don't have to if you don't want to. we can write on here if you are more comfortable with that.i don't wanna make you write on a platform you don't wanna use. I just love writing with you

R: nah, i'll try! it's not that i don't want to write on tumblr. i am just a lazy writing boye

little skip

E: okay ^^ it's gonna surprise lanna that i've actually started AA. I've been saying i would for like a year and never did. i'm trying to surprise her. rin's history is basically the same since it's just her sister verse with lenora, but she will be surprised when I give her Rin's murder chargei'm gonna have to think about this murder

R: ah, yes!! run it by me when you're done so i can intertwine fushimi a bit with certain details

E: i've got to decide first if it'll be someone she's like, emotionally attached to in some way, or should it be one of her employers?

R: the former because u love pain

E: that's true. although....with her clients are all very rich, so any murders in one of those families would be SUPER high profile.  So....i'm thinking....Ex-Boyfriend she reconnected with recently and was the last person to see alive  OR Father of student who she's accused of having an affair with and murdering when he wouldn't leave his wife.

R: the latter. it's spicy and ridiculous

E: OKAY! She "Murdered" a client. It's definitely going to be a frame job by the wife who is the actual one having the affair

R: i love it. it's in the AA spirit

E: man, i always forget how few adult characters are in anime/mangaFOUND HIM!

The murder victim!

R:  wow. a hotshot who keeps ''subtly'' hitting on rin

E: yup. he's definitely the kind to think "i pay you so i can do what i want" Help me pick a wife!

more pictures of anime adults

R: OPTION TWO

(this is option two)

E: ...i really wanna rewatching the anime i'm getting these characters from.But option two it is! Now I have to think of names and backgrounds

R:time 2 Get Punny

E: yup. i was trying to look for their kid, rin's student, but it's getting late and i should probably head to bed soon

R: oh wow. 3 am right? you definitely should sleep now

insert rin kidnapping some kid she found in the internet and fushimi telling her to put him back

E: Rin's student. Still haven't thought of any name

random personal stuff

E: okay, but random question for you, is Monet with or without é?

R: withoutand i get by with just watching the lives cluelessly, then looking for twitter translations

E: okay, that's what i thought but i wanted to be sure. it's AA important

R: AA important. i am sure

E: Monet kinda sounds like Money, so it's the person she "killed" last name

R: I LOVE IT

E: Michael "Mike" Monet (sounds vaguely like Make Money), Marian Monet (Marry In Money) and Penny Monet (Penny is a kind of money)these are the tentative names I've picked out so far

R: im calling the aa localization team and recommending you

E: haha, i just know how to use my resources well. ^^but i'm glad you seem to like themalso i just found out that if i have this murder happen after the phoenix/lenora wedding rin will be thirty! i didn't realize rin would be that old by the time the get married ><

R: i love them! and if it's any consolation, lenora and phoenix are still older??

E: yeah they are 35.i'm just not sure rin would still be a tennis instructor at age 30but i guess serena williams is 37 so it would happen

R: it's rin. she can make it happen

E: "Today, 30 Year old Rin Love is accused of murdering her employer Michael Monet, Chief Operating Officer of ___ in his Beverly Park home Monday night. Ms. Love was the live in tennis coach for Monet’s 10 year old daughter, Penny, and the police now suspect the two were conducting an affair which turned south. " I'm writing the news article right now, this is as far as I've gotten.  I don't know what company he works for yet

[katiezstorey93]

Traveling: Paris couture tour

Back in Paul Gallico’s Mrs Harris Goes To Paris (1958), a London char woman, Ada ‘Arris, puts her heart on buying a Dior evening gown after glimpsing such a creation from the attire of one of her wealthy clients, Lady Dant.

After years of scrimping and scraping Mrs Harris journeys to Paris. When there she sets up a fight against the first prejudice she encounters at France’s finest haute couture house, unwilling to entertain her. Gallico’s allegorical narrative shows that the comprehension of what things in life can be surprising and just how far someone will go to attain their dream.

Within the Yves Saint Laurent Museum.

Looking at the faces of those queueing in the torrential rain early on a Sunday morning to see the Christian Dior Couturier du Rêve (Programmer of Dreams) exhibit, with their expressions of reverential awe and delight, it’s obvious the soul of Mrs Harris resides on.

The display, celebrating the 70th anniversary of the home of Dior, comprises over 300 gowns and more than 1,000 accessories made between 1947 and the present day, including some by Dior’s more recent creative directors like John Galliano, Raf Simons and Maria Grazia Chiuri.

But the extravaganza in the Musée des Arts Décoratifs also brings home the fact that Dior (1905-1957) spared the French fashion business and revived national pride after the Nazi occupation of much of the nation. One moving exhibit is a letter composed by Dior to his dad about his sister Catherine, a member of the Resistance that is French-Polish, imprisoned in the concentration camp of Ravensbrück women.

Back in 1947, when his revolutionary New appearance was revealed by Dior, he also introduced Miss Dior cologne, in honour of his sister.

The exhibition, interspersed with a lot of images by artists like Renoir Monet and Salvador Dalí, movie footage and functions by photographers ranging to Irving Penn and Richard Avedon, leads up to some finale.

A hall of mirrors, like that in the Palace of Versailles, features a dazzling collection of stunning night dresses and a light show — starting at “dawn” throughout the Palace windows and finish with a display of the night sky constellations plus a cascade of golden stars.

January 2018, the Dior exhibition, combined with Fortuny runs until 7.

A rare treat is to see Mariano Fortuny’s (1871-1949) controversial Delphos gowns. The silk, loose, finely styled “Grecian” dresses, ornamented with Murano glass beads have been worn with no underwear and made a sensation when found in 1907, freeing women from the corset. The Delphos springs back into shape when unfurled, when rolled up into a ball.

An ideal hotel, just 200 yards from the Louvre and the Dior exhibition is the five-star Grand Hôtel du Palais Royal on the rue de Valois, a silent side-street alongside the Palais-Royal, the former Royal Palace that was notorious for its glittering parties, gaming, intrigue and debauchery.

The 18th-century 68-room hotel, also a member of Small Luxury Hotels that has 520 independently-owned hotels across 80 countries was renovated by architect Pierre-Yves Rochon. Rochon has accepted this Palais-Royal’s concealed garden courtyard sanctuary that the buildings around the hotel, along with the artworks of the Louvre. Its most contemporary features incorporate the Carita spa and pub, the Le Lulli restaurant, fitness centre, along with a hammam.

Lots of the suites and rooms have balconies with views across the Paris rooftops.

Rooms are elegantly furnished and guests are welcomed with complimentary treats like a plate of French macarons, flowers, fruit juices and bottled water on arrival. The spoiling proceeds in the baths that have a variety of luxury Atelier toiletries.

Children, dogs and cats are also welcome. There is a kids’ area with toys, scooters offered for family excursions, along with a children’s menu.

Completing the trio of style destinations, and also one that enables people to set foot into the salons in which shows were saw by clients or arrived for fittings and throughout the entrance hall, would be the Yves Saint Laurent Museum on Avenue Marceau.

At the center of the museum will be your design studio, in which Saint Laurent (1936-2008), famed for his signature creations that reimagined menswear in fashions for women — for example Le Smoking, also a tuxedo-style trouser suit, safari suits and trench coats — worked in his desk cluttered with postcards, pencils and paperweights, not forgetting the dog bowl on the ground.

If a single day of large style is too much of a culture shock after an Air France flight of two hours from Scotland, complete then the ideal antidote is an evening out in Oh My God She is Parisian! — a one-woman comedy show, in English, composed and performed by Julie Collas.

Collas’s one-hour show every Friday and Saturday evening in the Théâtre BO Saint-Martin, debunks the myth of this elegant Parisian, pokes fun at political partners like President Macron and Brigitte along with Donald Trump and Melania, also takes the viewer into the mind of this rude Parisian, waiters, also subway users, childcare hassles and far more.

Despite being a newcomer to the comedy scene, Collas, who made a decision to change her lifestyle after the Bataclan terror attack in November 2015, is bringing crowds from around the world eager to get a hilarious crash course about the “actual Paris”.

Following this type of rousing evening a visit to Spoon 2, Alain Ducasse’s new restaurant in the Palais Brongniart, the former French Stock Exchange about the Place de la Bourse, will keep the “choice Paris vibe” going. Ducasse, who’s among the planet’s most decorated chefs, also spotted a niche in the marketplace.

Dishes served in the casual restaurant where diners comprise Zahtar shoulder of lamb with yogurt, shrimp cake, set their own cutlery and dried bonito fish.

But any visit to Paris, the world capital of odor, could be incomplete without some mention of cologne — Dior explained: “a woman’s cologne tells more about her than her handwriting” — along with a visit to the Grand Musée Du Parfum housed within a 18th-century mansion, previously Christian Lacroix’s couture house.

The Syndicat Français de la Parfumerie, supports the museum, which opened in 2016, representing 66 perfume homes. It tells the story of cologne from its roots thousands of years tracing its history as the greatest aphrodisiac in Mark and Cleopatra Antony to their latter-day avatars Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton.

Diane Thalheimer, the museum’s olfactive profiler, says when it has to do with memories and odor “everybody has their own truth” and institutions.

The museum’s hands interactive exhibits also supply whiffs of cannabis, tobacco, absinthe and also “boudoir liberator” (we’re in Paris…) and it has even maintained a whisky profiling workshop, therefore it would appear that accessorising a Dior production may not be so difficult after all.

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[purplesurveys]

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How's your day going? Sunday is always my least favorite day of the week so it’s been meh today. I have a paper due by 11:59 PM that I just can’t be bothered to start, and we’re also parentless for today since my mom had to accompany my sister who’s taking a college entrance exam. What shape is your face? Squareish. What sort of computer are you on right now? I’m on a MacBook Air. What's your favorite restaurant? I don’t have one. When I eat out I try a different place every time, so I haven’t been to any restaurant enough times to call it my favorite. What does your umbrella look like? I don’t really use umbrellas. Either I run in the rain or stay somewhere with a roof and wait it out.

Do you share a room with anyone? Nope. Unless you count my dog then yes. Are you superstitious? No. I’ve come under heat because of it several times, like how I don’t believe in knocking on wood. There was one time Gab and I got in an argument about a particular superstition – apparently there’s a Filipino practice that says after you go to a wake, you’ll have to stop by somewhere first, because that’s the only way you’ll prevent the dead’s soul from following you into your home. It’s called pagpag and it refers to shaking off dust, which is precisely the idea of the tradition. I had never heard of it, and when we came from a schoolmate’s wake she insisted we stop over at a nearby Dunkin Donuts for like 30 seconds so she can do the pagpag. I didn’t believe in it, so it was only she who got out of the car.

Do you believe in astrology? No. It’s great fun reading the memes though. Take the vowels out of your name. What does it spell? Rbyn. Do you eat breakfast every day? No, it’s an even rarer instance when I get to eat some. You can go back in time and slap one historical figure in the face. Who? Emilio Aguinaldo. Do you have socks on? Describe them. Nope. I don’t wear socks in the house. Pick up your cell phone for a second. Who's your first text from? My girlfriend, but her last text was yesterday evening. Fourth missed call? Gabie’s the only one who calls me, so her. Are you one of those people who has like a hundred apps on their phone? Not at all. I probably wouldn’t even reach 30 – other than the iPhone’s default ones, I have very few apps. Have you ever been to the ballet? Yes, I had ballet lessons when I was 5. Those didn’t last long, because it was quickly discovered that I didn’t have the build of a ballerina :/ I adopted some flexibility from the lessons though, and I’ve kept them to this day. Do you have good reflexes? Yeah they’re pretty lightning quick. My hands don’t react as fast though. Do you have many internet friends? I used to. Oh god I used toooooo. I had so many in the wrestling community. I had friends on Tumblr, then when I retired that I also gained many on Twitter. I’ve since lost all of them now, because I’m terrible at keeping friends. Do you think those friendships are on level with your real life ones? Well as I’ve said those friendships are gone now, so clearly not on the same level. Do you keep a journal? I’ve tried to, never worked out. Tumblr has always been the most effective outlet for me. Describe for me your ideal sandwich. I’m not a big sandwich person. A Monte Cristo should do it for me. What are some names that you like? It changes every time...Olivia, Isabella, Cassandra for girls, Jacob for boys. Is there something you're putting off doing in favor of this survey? HAAAAAAH YES. Maybe after this survey I’ll start forreals. Are your friends generally like you or different from you? Different. Link me to a picture you think is cute. Egh. Do you like blowing bubbles? Sure, but I find them very sticky after. What's the band that you love even though you know they're awful? I don’t think there is one. I think all the bands I love are really good, if I thought they were awful I wouldn’t waste my time enjoying them? Ever had a pillow fight? Maybe a few times as a kid. What do you usually pick in truth or dare? Truth because I never had a problem being honest.

Are you better at posing good questions or coming up with outrageous dares? Questions. I’m a journalist, dude. It’s so easy to come up with daring questions. Vinyl, cassette, CD or MP3? Vinyl just because Gab has rubbed off some of her hipsterness on me. Do you coo over other people's babies? Yes. A thousand times yes. What is something that makes you very squeamish? Needles. Anything that pricks the skin. Do you try those as-seen-on-TV things? Nope. If I had money to waste, I would buy them lol. Has there been a celebrity death that really affected you? Not a celebrity, but a very influential politician I looked up to all my life. We always call her the greatest president we never had. Do you get the dressing on the salad or on the side? Put that shit all over the salad. Do you make lists, or are you more of an unplanned person? Lists keep me calm, so they’re a necessity in my case. If you're out of high school, have you stayed in touch with your high school friends? If you're still in school, do you think you will? I have better communication with my high school friends than with people I know in college. Is there something you like to eat that most people think is gross? Yeah, I always go for the grossest things whenever I’m out on trips. I’ve eaten balut, isaw, frog legs, chicken feet, sea urchin, day-old chicks, etc. Do you have a lot of photographs of your friends? Yes. I have much more photos of other people than of myself. Do you dye your hair regularly? I’ve never dyed my hair. Do you think, if it came down to it, that you'd be able to kill someone? Thinking very hypothetically, if anyone killed either of my best friends, I’m guessing in my rage I could actually be able to, as long as we were in some alternate universe where I could get away with that. Are you good at rating things? Rating things? Like professors and films? Sure. What's a movie that you want to see? It. What was the name of your third grade teacher? We called her Ms. Adette. By the time the school year ended she migrated to I think Oman, so I barely remember her now except for the fact that I flunked her math test once. Are you a competitive person? Very. I have trouble accepting loss. Do you get into a lot of arguments? No. I hate confrontations; the only person I’m willing to get into an argument with is Gab. Do you like to go shopping? No. Can you knit? Absolutely not. We were taught how to sew and knit and crochet in Grade 6 home econ, but I couldn’t be arsed to learn it. Still ended up passing the class even if I didn’t pass any of the major requirements. Do you use the same username everywhere online or do you have a lot? Yeah, I use robyncanrana everywhere. It’s a wrestling reference, and fans usually compliment me on the username, so I’ve kept it ever since I started using it in 2013. What's something that you really like about yourself? I can tell if someone doesn’t like me or is faking it with me. I’m a wallflower, so through the years I’ve learned to read and observe people well because I was always in the background watching them. Can you pass for older than you are? Hah no. I rely on Gab if I want to sneak into bars without having my ID checked because she looks way more mature than I am. Have you ever been in a situation where that was necessary? I don’t think so, no. Do you talk a lot? Faaaar far from ‘a lot.’ Are you a Facebook creeper? Not at all. What is a smell that you hate? Fruits. If you don't set your alarm clock or anything, when will you wake up? 5 or 6. Do you even use an alarm clock, or do you just use your phone? I’ve only used my phone for alarms. Do you watch Maury or Steve Wilkos or anything like that? No, because we don’t show them here. What did you get your best friend for their last birthday? My time. Lol we don’t give each other gifts, just show up on their birthday and it should be fine. What did they get you for yours? Also their time. Are you capable of finishing a game of Monopoly? I don’t know how to play Monopoly. My impression of it is that there’s so many things going on, so I was never interested in it. What is a word or phrase that you overuse? I say sorry a lot. What's your favorite painting? Anything by Claude Monet. Oh and Frida Kahlo’s My Dress Hangs There, because I actually saw the real painting in 2015. Have you ever written to your congressman? I haven’t. Did you get sent those free AOL discs a lot? No. We were never sent those. Are you allergic to anything? Other than rich students my age, no. What are you going to do now that you're finished with this survey? Start on that damn paper I’ve been ignoring all week.

[poxetsims-blog]

Part 11

Note: These Events were Inspired By Sims Games. They are random as fuck, dramatic, and a bit ludicrous.

Odette:

I am absolutely in love with her. Marietta is so shrill, so wicked, and yet so insightful. I stand a lot to learn from her, and she is pleased to teach me. She says, it is not often I have the chance to mentor a newborn.

And there the story unravels. I tell her of all that has occurred and she seems recoiled with disgust. What has he been doing, she murmurs, doesn't he have any decency. Any respect for our laws? Any love for our children?

We talk and talk and talk and talk. She listens about my son, about my former life. We weep in the garden together for the death of a sister. She confides, it is never easy for us. The true loss is that of an immortal. And to be cured of vampirism is the same as death. She says, we are not even sure that the transition between life and death preserves the soul. In fact, each time we may become an entirely new person. I confide in her that I believe that is truth.

She reminds me by our laws I am no longer Terri or Odette. I no longer truly have a son. I no longer have a husband. Rem is again my sire, however.

She confronts Rem, hissing and hurling wild insults. He is smitten with her. "I needed you, Marietta."

She retorts, "Do you think you've had quite enough fun yet?" He shakes his head. "This isn't a game," she goes on, "When the others notice what you've been doing here they will rise against you. And you are -so- vulnerable here." She waits a few moments, as still as a statue for his reply, "I am taking the girl and leaving, Rem." He seems shaken by this but makes a permissive nod.

Caspian:

"You have no idea what you're doing, Odette." She bows her head sheepishly. She knows but she nearly whispers, "Cherie. My new name is Cherie Monet." I bare my fangs and hiss and turn to wail my fists down on the table, "God, he's so weak. How could he let you. Well, no matter now. I won't let you, Cherie, or Blair, or whatever the witch has called you. I will set you under my thrall, and you will come with me to my sire and live among us there."

(to be continued.)