#like he could accept it the first time bc they both 'died' together and there's comfort in that

[ashrifts]

trying to find the situation for it would be difficult but i'd really love to write ran getting comforted... like for a genuinely terrible situation bc he likes to pretend he's upset over the littlest things so rindou can get him more sweets 🩷 but in a situation where he has no choice but to be vulnerable.... oughhh loser guy who thinks he's above everyone else gets unpleasantly reminded he's, in fact, a Human Being with emotions

[sl-ut]

random college!abby hcs

more!college abby

warnings: mentions of sex, drinking, drugs, and nudity, cursing, mild hint homophobia

first things first: jerry is alive and abby is his pride and joy

i'm serious... her mom died when she was a toddler and jerry hasn't had a long-term relationship since, so he's the only parental figure that she has

he took every precaution while raising her to make sure she always had everything she could ever need while also making sure that she didn't end up being an entitled brat

otherwise, she is very close with both of her father's siblings (her aunt is the only maternal relationship she has and definitely relied on her for all of her personal issues as a teenager), has a good relationship with jerry's mother and step-father

her mother was an only child, but her parents always come over for thanksgiving and even christmas sometimes

she was very supportive of her father taking in yara and lev after she moved out. she knew he was suffering from a severe case of empty nest syndrome. she def makes them feel so welcome right away like those strangers became her siblings in a matter of minutes

i'll only say it once ppl: OLD MONEY

jk i'll say it again. the andersons are a long line of surgeons and doctors so obvi they're gonna be well off

like, not "fund a research facility to get my kid into college" rich, they're more "i casually have a summer home, a ski chalet, and a ridiculously nice house to live in year round" rich.

her only real relationship was in high school (trigger warning: it was owen)

our bby had a bad case of comphet as a teenager

like fr she had not even considered the fact that she might be gay until she was two knuckles deep in some sorority girl during a party in her freshman year

after that she sort of just accepted it, she had no concern of her dad bc obviously he would be so accepting and supportive, but a few of her relatives def had an issue with it right off the bat (old money, old values)

she's been friends with manny, nora, owen, and mel since middle school, and the only one whose view of her seemed to change was owen (and mel too ig bc she stopped seeing abby as such a threat)

he drunkenly questioned her about it once, saying something super gross and along the lines of "you didn't seem gay when we were together"

to which she responded by offering him two choices; he could sit down and shut up or she would knock him tf out

he's cooled it since then but everyone knows that he still has a big fat crush on her so he still wants to believe he has a chance (even tho he was literally already talking to mel before they broke up and announced they were together only a few days after)

she's pre-med, majoring in bio and minoring in something totally different like classical lit or history or something

she's gonna end up being an orthopedic surgeon but later on in her career i can see her turning to teaching at a university or something

like doctor!abby turned prof!abby???? omg

is very health conscious

she's a gym rat, this we already know

she also takes her diet very seriously as well, but always has a secret stash of junk for when she really needs it

also careful with her alcohol/drug intake

she drinks on occasion (birthday, christmas, new years, etc, etc) but usually not very much (will almost always be sober enough to be the sober driver if need be)

she refuses to do any drugs during lacrosse season. she's so strict with her diet during the season that she won't ingest anything other than quality, nutritious food. she also needs to submit a drug test a few times per season so she doesn't wanna risk it.

in the off season, she's more willing to have a puff or two at a party or take an edible before a movie night or something (i don't see her doing any drug other than weed)

she lived with manny during her freshman and sophomore years

they had a shitty little apartment a few minutes away from campus

it was the only one that manny could afford on a student budget, and he refused abby's offer to get a nicer apartment and let her pay a larger portion of the rent than he did

they still had fun either way

manny loved having another person he could talk about girls with (he was initially gonna move in with owen but then he got ditched for mel)

every sunday morning they would get takeout for breakfast so manny could recount his night with the girl that had snuck out only a few hours earlier

she was a little hesitant to join in and share her own stories, but she finally got more comfortable in talking to him about it (RESPECTFULLY!!!!!!! she was so scared that she was gonna end up sounding like a literally disgusting pig but she keeps the details to a minimum and only says nice things unless the girl was a major bitch)

she's a lululemon/gymshark girly. her go-to style is definitely any variation of athlesiure. she wears lots of joggers, dry-fit tops, and the cleanest pair of white sneakers you'll ever see

underneath, i'm picturing her as more of a bralette type of girl. obviously she wears a sports bra to the gym, but on a regular basis, she likes wearing bralettes over bras bc she doesn't need that much support so they offer just enough without the discomfort of a bra

i'm settling the debate rn everyone, college!abby wears boxers AND panties

she finds boxers more comfortable on a day to day basis, but she likes wearing cheekies and thongs especially when she's wearing leggings

so dorky

she was definitely a sci-fi/fantasy kid

she grew up on harry potter, lord of the rings, star wars, etc etc

would love a partner who would watch them with her and actually enjoy it

unironically makes gym thirst traps on tiktok

her followers always comment supportive things like: looking good!, major gainssss, muscle mommy come destroy this pu-

still wears the iconic braid, but usually only when she's on the field. she occasionally wears her hair down, but i hc that she still likes to wear her hair pulled back in a cute little braided ponytail or a messy low bun

when she's older SHE CUTS HER HAIR OMG OMG OMG like literally i'm purring rn

like ik you've all seen that edit of her with super short hair omg she's so hot

in her junior year she decided to live on her own

manny moved in with jordan, who had been begging him for a while since the rent was more than he could handle on his own, though manny's rent would actually be cheaper than it was in his apartment with abby

they still do their traditions tho, still having sunday breakfast, still going to the campus pub on fridays for trivia, still going to the gym together on wednesdays...

they're actually besties i love them

when she's on her period, she craves salty foods

is so frustratingly confident in her emotions

will always try to diffuse the situation and pissing the other person off with her calmness

takes really good care of her skin

her favourite drink is diet cranberry gingerale

she's a dog person, but she would definitely enjoy having a cat around too

adopts a rescue dog a few weeks after finishing her residency

uses old spice fiji body wash and deodorant (SHE SMELLS SO FUCKING GOOD) and a musky vanilla body spray

likes to feel and be clean, but isn't too fussed about her body hair so long as it looks tidy. she isn't anti shaving, and will probably make an effort to shave more regularly in the early stages of a relationship until she's more confident and comfortable around the person

NSFW

down-there hair? duh

like i said, she likes to keep things tidy so she'll trim and maybe shave her bikini line if she's feeling it but that's it. she's not fussed with body hair, whether it's her or her partner's

again, she'll make an effort to keep herself looking neat and tidy for the first bit of a relationship but after a few weeks she's not afraid to go full-bush when she doesn't wanna shave

she doesn't love penetration. fingers are one thing, but she has only had not-so-great experiences with sex that involved a penis-like object. she'd wanna be the one wearing the strap for the most part, but she'd be willing to try it again with the right person

slow and passionate sex >>>>>

considers herself to be very vanilla but she's actually kinda kinkyyyyy (she gets so embarrassed and blushy when anyone calls her out for it)

she prefers scissoring to using her strap (but she LOVES her strap)

she doesn't like to choke her partners, but she will reach her hand up and just hold their throat while they're fucking

she's always so sensitive

came in like thirty seconds during her first time with another girl

she's noiiiiisssyyyyyyyy

she usually starts out with just heavy panting breaths, then they turn into deep grunts, then she begins to whine from low in her throat, and finally she begins to gasp out words of praise or curses

she squirts teehee

like i said she's always so sensitive, so if she's any ways worked up when someone's going down on her they better watch out bc they're in the splash zone

her strap is purple and sparkly

abby anderson eats ass

her nipples are super sensitive too

not really nsfw but she really loves casual nudity with her partners, changing in front of each other, hopping in the shower together, using the bathroom with the other person in the room...

she's a boob girl. doesn't matter if they're big, small, saggy, or perky, she just wants to suck them

when she's on top, she likes to pull her partner's leg over her shoulder and will just start like trailing kisses along the length of their calf

she's a literal munch

will use it to her advantage too

tells her partner she'll go down on them if they finish their assignments

[theoldoor]

oh god their hugs… THEIR HUGGSSS AAARRRGGHHH (beats and punch the wllas and dies) (more rambles down below pls read imsick)

theyre so tender and gentle with one another im actually sick and i want to die and i want them to die and i want them to i want them t

FUCKKK THEYRE NOT EVEN CANON i didnt write for aventurine and fenrir to be canonically together romantically and everything i post about them is literally just me acting like a fellow shipper and as if fenrir was canon “theyre so canon” but i literally wrote them to not be canon this post is just going to be indulgences, headcanons abt them bc i know they wont act like this but please let me have some crumbs im literally yearnmaxxing rn

i know i posted this yesterday but i want to expand more on it because yesterday i was in a rush while making that post RUGHGHUG

you know boothill visits talia every now and then, he’s a galaxy ranger and talia from what i’ve seen is going to be western themed or at least like steampunk/western/rdr2 type shit so he’s going to crash by. Fenrir, is there of course, with Hermia. Fenrir has been taking care of Hermia alone for all the years he had been in Talia - Boothill met Hermia once, and she reminded him a lot of how he was when he was younger but she was left alone unlike him being in the care of Graey and Nick. Boothill knows he shouldn’t get attached to the girl, but she was just a little child, so for the short time he had been there he would come visit Avidity often to check up on her - he does miss his daughter.

Though, he when he returned another time, he saw Fenrir. He hated Fenrir at first, considering his cold-blooded and indifference to the situation Avidity was in at the time. However, he would also see how gentle and caring Fenrir was when it comes to Hermia, and then he sees - Fenrir was a survivor, doing everything to live in Talia - especially in such a rugged clan and yet he didn’t let that overshadow his humanity. It’s a hard thing to accept about Fenrir, how he could be so cruel and yet so caring. He was still inherently bad, even if his reasons explains it - it doesn’t justifies.

I want for boothill and Fenrir to have that father-son relationship and Fenrir is Hermia’s brother. You know a little happy family. (IM FUCKIN SICK I HATE FOUDN FAMILY I HATE FOUND FAMILY I FAHATE TAKHTAHHAHTHE). Fenrir is the ‘cool older brother’ who gets you in silly troubles and is awfully attentive and Aventurine would come in later and keep him in line so that he wouldn’t cause too much silly shits.

I never knew Nick and Graey dynamic, but I guess it’s something of the same. Nick being the one who taught Boothill how to ride horses and yk the outdoorsy stuff while Graey took care of the gentler and more domestic skills for Boothill. (theyre so bestfriends am i right) - I could see Nick being the Fenrir and Graey being the Aventurine lol and Boothill seeing them together- it’s kinda like. Even in the worst, there will be humanity. Aventurine and Fenrir are both inherently bad and had blood on their hand, but that doesn’t mean those same hands can care and heals.

i NEED THEM DEAD and theyre literally just comforting each other and taking care the others sh wounds im going to jumpp and die

fenrir would be the type to do some stupid shit or say something so outrageously idiotic that makes u forget u were supposed to have a panic attack i love them i will expand more on this… tmr’s post….

[kadextra]

q!Forever & q!Bad, comedy and tragedy are two sides of the same coin

(little meta rp analysis & appreciation)

Comedy and tragedy- complimentary concepts when it comes to the dynamic that is these two characters.

Their lore together is truly like a soap opera to me in the way it operates, entertaining in how goofy it is- I laughed so much during interrodate. They had a whole elaborate musical prank war over a stolen gun (which neither of them even had, they’re just too dedicated to the bit.) The first thing they say to each other after q!Forever returns from the nether is “You look terrible!” 💀 and my guy gifted a bloody chainsaw as the flower of the day to q!Bad in purgatory 1 which was happily accepted.

Even when the characters show attraction for each other, it’s usually through some ridiculous romcom thing. q!Forever is in love with q!Bad dressed as pink barbie and thinks photos of her are the best gift a person could ever receive?? 🤨 q!Bad daydreams about q!Forever as a lobster with blonde hair and a six-pack??? brother be projecting him onto larry the lobster from spongebob squarepants dude what is wrong with them 😭 sometimes I wonder how they’re able to do all these bits in improv and take it seriously, it’s impressive

The characters are not normal, their relationship is not normal, it cannot be viewed normally. the ccs know exactly what they’re doing in creating whatever *gestures* this is, and it’s amazing. over the top, cute, played perfectly for comedy

But the characters aren’t just that, you can’t have them without the inverse 🎭 like a punch to the gut after all the sillies, they really know how to do tragedy well.

I very much look forward to whenever they’re at the top of their angst game, bc they both LOVE to make their cubitos suffer. to an insane degree. My god these two can’t go 3 days with their characters experiencing some peace and joyful whimsy, they *must* rp their ocs actively dying, horribly diseased, going crazy

And they go hard with it. I’m very serious when I say multiple times during the lore I’ve had to get up and walk away to calm down because it was too intense. super special shoutout to the q!Forever first happy pills arc stream & October 1st q!Bad psychotic breakdown stream. I’ve never been so shocked as I was watching those live, the stamina to do highly emotional rp like that is actually nuts. some of the most angsty mfs on this server fr (the #1 spot goes to quackity though. hey maybe i’ll make a tierlist)

So when Bad & Forever bring the best of their angst ability into serious rp interactions together that Aren’t comedic…? we are in for a treat. that talk they had right when q!cellbit died to the code, the richas rescue mission, the election, voting arguments, post-ron kidnapping, colorblind test/therapy, flower of the day. many scenes that are seared into my mind, but none is more so than The Happy Pills Proposal. goosebumps whenever I think about it… the scene ever. the way it was framed, the lines they said, how it had tense, chilling buildup before a literal explosion. how are these people capable of doing the most silly things and then turning around to stab us in the heart 50 times

So you bet I’m crossing my fingers for a meeting between @v@ & q!Bad. Forever is absolutely killing the role so far. If q!Bad gets involved I can already taste the glorious angst…. since he has specific traumatic experience in also being possessed, & having killed his possessed friends in another life. he recalled the memory when talking about how to save q!Forever last night. fun! *shaking*

anyways that’s all :D love these characters, I had been wanting to do a little meta appreciation post for a while so I thought why not now ^^

[ssahotchnerr]

hello my love, more soft Aaron thoughts for you;

I think that with Haley he was like somewhat reserved with his PDA like even in front of the team who are all closer than family he was careful not to let his guard down so much SOOO I think when he’s recovered from that loss and he’s ready to finally move on again, he would not hesitate to hold your hand all the time and have you right by him, I actually think it would become like a compulsion to have skin to skin contact with you otherwise how can he be SURE you’re okay, so I think he would appear to be the clingy one but of course you know he’s just afraid of letting go

Bonus points bc I think reader would obviously know that them not being near/touching Aaron makes him nervous so they would give him something else to hold onto every time they have to leave the station/ leave work early or whatever it may be so they’re like hey babe can you just hold my tea while I go buy everyone coffee real quick? and he’s like sure seems strange but okay but then when he gets anxious with how long you’re gone he’s like okay okay the tea’s still warm, it’s not even cold yet. They’re alright. They’ll be back before it’s cold.

THIS

cw; mentions of haley's death, guilt, it's sad :( but there’s fluff!!!

something i wish there was more focus on, was aaron in terms of the aftermath of what happened to haley. we got bits and pieces in s5, little mentions throughout, route 66, but everything quickly went back to normal with him. while it made sense for his character in a way, it didn't make sense.

aaron having survivors guilt, a total possibility :( while it wasn't his fault she died, and it took him so so long to realize and accept that, he knows he was a contributing factor. how many sleepless nights did he have where he lying there in the dark, staring at the ceiling, completely tearing himself apart over it - that his high school sweetheart, the one he pictured himself being with forever, is no longer here. what if he had only figured it out/driven faster, could he have prevented the outcome? could he had said something differently on the phone to distract foyet, something that would've bought him more time to get there, could he have stopped foyet and saved her? that jack no longer has a mother present, that it should've been him, and he's just wondering over and over about what would've happened if he just took the deal.

and all while thinking that, he's mourning their relationship and all good times he had with haley. he loved her. it's clear he never stopped. and maybe he even thought after this nightmare was over, they would've reconnected, figured things out, and gotten back together.

he knows, firsthand, what it's like to lose someone. so when it comes to you, he will not make the same 'mistakes' he made with haley.

so, aaron will show everyone and anyone that he loves you. he makes an effort to. pda, while still practiced when appropriate, isn't a huge concern of his anymore. he'll give you that kiss in public, he'll grab your hand or be touching you in anyway he can, he'll gush about you to the team. he's learned the hard way; love is too fragile not to.

in addition, aaron has nightmares every so often. this is when he first really opened up to you about his fears; you were sleeping over and woke up to him jerking awake :( sweat dripping down his face, breathing heavily, frantically grabbing onto you. so you asked him if he wanted to talk about it :(( while he dreams about haley, you make your way into his dreams as well. he's lost haley, and now he can't afford to lose you. he can't. the worst is when he dreams about losing both of you :(

some days are worst than others. so if you aren't around, he has to ground himself to remind him that you're here. your favorite book is laying on the coffee table, with the bookmark poking out, you will be back to finish that book. your side of the bed is made, but later that night you will be pulling the duvet back, ready to sleep with him at your side. also if you and aaron were to have a disagreement, he'll allow you your space if you want it, but he will not let the matter go about without acknowledgement. after his disagreements with haley, with her or even him walking out, he won't allow for it anymore. he's protective and mindful when it comes to you. he didn't know how much time he had with haley, so with that in the back of his mind, aaron will stop at nothing to show you affection, to show you off to the world, and to protect you in every possible way he can manage.

[cosmic-d1ce]

Slimariana & Flippa hcs bc gay people <3

* Slime and Mariana the only two people that had a wedding ceremony after being paired

* Slime wears his ring on a necklace after the trial and Mariana still wears his, but takes it off when he's with Slime

* Charlie doesn't wear shoes. He is barefoot always.

* Flippa copies him until Mariana comes and gives her shoes

* After Tilín died, Flippa wore his ribbon on her wrist

* Flippa and Chayanne secretly hung out while their parents were away since they lived so close

* Mariana talks about Slime like they're still together. He tells people how he goes home to his husband and they don't always get along, especially after Flippa's death but they're getting through it together

* Charlie pretends not to know Mariana sometimes, it makes him feel better

* Mariana carries Flippa's glasses at all times

* Slime and Mariana really, honestly believed they were good parents for Flippa because they both had really tough childhoods

* Mariana sometimes sleeps in Flippa's room, it makes him feel closer to her

* Mariana can't sleep unless he's thinking of Charlie

* Slime does not understand kissing and has never kissed Mariana, Mariana had kissed him many times though

* Slime talks to himself, Mariana giggles about it everytime he remembers

* Mariana and Slime are both really clumsy, Slime is somehow always injured and Mariana breaks pretty much everything he touches

* They actually knew eachother for a little while before the qsmp but got close once they were paired

* After arguments, Charlie and Mariana would individually go to Flippa and apologize for scaring her. Charlie would go first and Mariana would wait until Charlie was asleep

* Slime doesn't really need to sleep, he only started doing it so he and Mariana could be closer at night

* Slime & Mariana are both some kind of trans and that's why it was so easy to accept Flippa, Mariana is bigender and Slime is maverique

& Mariana always wanted a daughter

* Theyre the type of people that are like "a relationship is meaningless without sex if my spouse stopped wanting sex id divorce them"

* Mariana leaves flowers at Tilín's grave on Charlie's behalf

* Slime and Mariana changed pretty much everything about how they lived to accommodate Flippa's allergies and disabilities

* Speaking of which, Flippa has POTS, asthma, multiple sclerosis & is partially deaf and has the worst eyesight ever

[justadreamer08]

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬

wc: 2.7k

pairing: tasm!peter parker x reader (best friends to lovers)

warnings: fluffier than a cloud, nicknames ~ my darling, pebble (it will make sense you guys), bug (mom’s nickname for reader), hand-holding, kissing?

author's note: Hey all! This is my first time posting one of my many drafts! I just deemed this one good enough to let the public see, so I hope you all like it.

summary: Your friendship with peter develops into something more, all because of chemistry notes and your favorite skatepark.

(e/c) ~ eye color

(r/n) ~ reader's name bc (y/n) has just become an unofficial oc that's icky :)

Masterlist

You restlessly sat in your chemistry class. Tapping the eraser on your pencil on your notebook. Your teacher was droning on and on about the four main gas laws. You were originally paying attention, but after the first 30 minutes, you tuned your teacher out. You let out a quiet huff, slowly closing your eyes and shaking your head, you let your gaze drift down to your notes. You opted to draw various doodles and shapes on your paper, when your thoughts drifted to your best friend.

Peter Parker. Your parents were close friends with the Parkers, and thus you and Peter grew up together. You'd seen the long days, short nights, stormy nights, and cloudy days. You'd gone through everything together. You all had dinner together one night at the Parker's, when the two of you looked up from your previous conversation about whatever trivial matters you talked about back then, to see his parents, and your father rushing out the door, zipping about the house. They all left to go to attend to work, and never came back. Since then, you and Peter were stuck together like glue. When Ben died, you were there. When Peter came knocking on your bedroom window, still clad in his suit telling you Gwen died, you were there. You held him through the night, and you were what he needed you to be. A friend, a shoulder to cry on. You'd seen all of Peter's good and bad, his good-looking and his ugly. And he'd seen all of yours

You'd always been able to say that you loved Peter dearly. It's true. He'd always been your everything, your shoulder to lean on, and you were his. The thought had crossed your mind in previous years about the truth behind your affections for him, but you never truly accepted that you felt more than friendly toward him until Gwen died. You knew Peter loved her with all his heart, as did you because he did. When you saw how her death broke him, you refused to see him hurt in that way again if you could do something about it. You'd made it your mission to keep that ardorable lopsided grin he has on his face. Through baby steps, Peter got to a better place, and other people started to show interest in your best friend. You said nothing, and encouraged him to go for anything he wanted, repressing your own favor for him. Since then, your subconcious had a funny way of expressing your emotions toward Peter.

Amongst the various drawings on your chemistry notes, Peter's name lay encompassed by a heart.

RRRRRIIIINNGGGG

Your eyes shot up at the clock when you heard the bell ring. You gathered your things as quickly as you could and booked it. Student chatter filled the halls, as you searched for your best friend. You knew each other's schedules like the back of your hands, and you both had a free period next. You craned your neck around the bustling students when your (e/c) eyes locked with a familiar pair of brown eyes.

You sent a two finger salute in Peter's direction, and he lifted an eyebrow, laughed, and shook his head. You rounded the corner of the hall to your locker, putting away your chemistry books.

"Parker." you stated with a smile, noticing Peter's reflection in the mirror at the back of your locker.

" R/N" he responded as if it were routine. (Which it is)

"So?" you ask turning around to face him, closing your locker.

"Quad?" he asked pointing towards the door.

You nodded and walked in step with him to the student quad.

~

You lay on your back at Peter's feet, and he was sitting and tinkering with his camera. You had a stack of paper next to you, making various things with them. There were paper airplanes, fortune-tellers, rings, chainlinks, and other whatnot strewn around your head. You finished a paper airplane and threw it at Peter, hitting him square in the face, stifling laughs.

"Haha, very funny..." he drones, not looking up from his work.

You throw another plane in his direction, raising an eyebrow at him. He looks up, trying to appear unamused, but failing.

"What?" he speaks.

"Nothing" you say straightfaced, before breaking a small, short-lived smile.

He returns to his work and mutters something along the lines of nuisance with a chuckle, before looking up again and speaking.

"Oh! I just remembered, I need your chem notes."

You've returned to your paper masterpieces, sufficing to give him a thumbs up. You sit there doing your respective tasks, when the bell rings out again. The two of you stand up, walking back into school. You stop at your locker, handing your chemistry notebook to Peter.

~

RRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG

The bell sounded, signifying the end of the day. You had an arts history project you really needed to start working on, so instead of accompanying Peter to you guy’s favorite skate park, you went home. You waved bye to a saddened, but understanding Peter, who was disappointed that you guys couldn’t carry out your normal routine of going to the skate park, getting some greasy and albeit unhealthy food, watching a movie together, procrastinating from doing some much needed work, being yelled at by May to get your homework done, parting ways to get some sleep, and starting all over again.

~ You arrived at your door, just barely making it past the threshold when your phone rang.

“Hello?” you spoke, pushing the door closed with your foot.

“Hey, Hi! Uh, I have your chemistry notes, and completely forgot to give them back to you, want me to come over later and bring ‘em?” You hear the familiar voice of Peter ringing through the speakers, and a light smile dances on your face.

“Uh yeah sure, I don’t need them right now, but just come over whenever” you replied, somewhat absentmindedly, while looking through the kitchen for something to eat. Your undivided attention wasn’t brought back to Peter until you heard a muffled female voice, and dissected conversation.

“Oh- uh hi…no I don’t….skatepark down that way…flattering…sorry, no thanks…” You heard bits and pieces of Peter’s words, furrowing your eyebrows at the phone.

“Pete what did you say?” you ask in confusion. Someone was flirting with Peter again for sure. You saddened slightly, but perked up again when you heard his voice come through the phone again.

He laughed awkwardly, and you smiled because you could visualize very clearly him scratching the back of his head the way he always did.

“Uhm yeah, anyway, I’ll come over later, you want me to bring takeout or pizza or something?”

“Sure!” you say breaking into a full grin at the mental picture.

“Sick, I’ll be over later okay? Bye!” he responded.

“Bye!” you spoke into the speaker, pressing the end call button. You went back to rummaging through the kitchen, deciding that chips and a pop-tart were good enough. You went into your room, dropping your backpack on the floor and grabbed your skateboard. You sat down and began to work on your project, pushing your skateboard back and forth under your feet.

~

You heard the house door close, and the sound of keys dropping on the table some hours later, signifying your mom’s arrival. She noticed your keys sitting on the table, and called through the house.

“Hey Bug!” she yelled.

“Hey mom!” you responded. Her footsteps echoed down the hall, as she poked her head in your room.

“Homework?” she asked.

“Yep…”

“Arts History?” You threw a sad thumbs up her way.

“Ew.” she chuckled, blowing you a kiss as she knocked on your door frame, signifying her departure. You continued working begrudgingly for about 45 minutes, when a realization hit you, and your head shots up from your work.

Peter has your chem notes, drawings and all. And you put his name in a heart. A HEART. You were screwed.

~

Peter was at the skatepark, sitting atop one of the ramps with his skateboard next to him. He was staring long and hard at your notebook. He didn’t need them anymore, he’d read through them all. It was the corner of the page that drew his attention. His name, in your handwriting, was encompassed by a heart. Did you do it as a joke? Had you done it and completely forgotten? We’re you playing some sort of mind game?

Peter couldn’t lie to himself. Despite having gone through one true relationship he never thought he’d get ever, and the number of people that seem to like to try and get his attention. It just happened around when he was on the phone with you actually, but they always ended in rejection. After you helped him get through coping with Gwen’s death, he realized he wouldn’t want to lose you for the world. You were his everything, and he wanted you close, in anyway he could have you, and recently, he’d realized that ‘more than friends’ was one of those ways.

~

You stared at Peter’s contact picture on your phone that was sitting on the floor. You sat crouched on your bed, debating what to do, because he definitely knew. How could he not? His name was right there on a page in a heart, and you were so forgetful, you hadn’t even thought about it when you gave him the notes. So you sat there, glaring at your phone- and then it lit up. Peter was calling you.

Your eyes widened and you backed away from the edge of the bed, putting more distance between you and the thing, not wanting to talk to him. Then you decided, out of some fit of completely fake confidence, that you were going to talk to him in person. You grabbed your skateboard and marched out the door confidently. The. you realized what you were actually about to do.

~

Peter was on his way to your house when he saw you skating down the street in his direction. He slowed to a stop and walked up to you in confusion. You stopped, hopped off of your board, and shoved it under your arm when you saw his figure walking in your direction

“Wha- how am I supposed to meet you at your house, if you’re here?" Peter speaks with befuddlement, eyes darting around nervously.

"Well, I figured we could go out and get food or something, since we didn't do our normal routine after school!" The words flew out of your mouth, blurring together.

Peter nodded in understanding, and put his board in his bag and started walking alongside you.

~

The two of you ended up at your favorite place, John's Pizzeria. The conversation you had on the way there wasn't horrible at all. It wasn't awkward, and quite pleasant. The two of you were seated on the top level of the restaraunt, surrounded by the fairy lights on the railings. The atmosphere was always amazing, which is why the two of you loved it so much.

The routine was the same as it had been for years: Extra Large Pizza, Half and Half of your favorite toppings, delicious garlic butter breadsticks, and soda for days. The two of you shared laughs about teachers, you listened to him rant about science and photography. He listened and hung onto your every word as you talked about your favorite things. The two of you split the bill, and left, walking in the direction of the skatepark. The two of you lay on your skateboards at the bottom of the ramp. Peter abruptly sat up, and started rummaging through his bag.

"Oh, here, your chemistry notes. " he hands the book to you, and in the flickering lights of the skatepark, you can see the tips of his ears turning red.

"Thanks." you speak, brushing your thoughts away, although you feel your face heat up. You train your gaze on the sky, the air around you guys silent, save for the breeze and sounds of the city.

"I like you too you know..." Peter mumbles cautiously, fearful to let the words pass his lips. He gestures to the notebook, and you flip to the page with his name on it. You turn, sit up and look at him, and his eyes widen slightly and his gaze drops.

"Really?" you speak through a breathy laugh. He looks back at you and nods in response, a smile gracing his features. You smile in return, and when you think back to about how you'd approached the whole incident, you chuckle. Peter furrows his eyebrows, but finds himself laughing along with you. You try to explain between fits of laughter the absurdity of the dance you'd been engaging in. Although your speech is broken, he understands you perfectly. He always did.

The laughter dies down and you both sigh catching your breath. Peter reaches for you, leans forward speaks up first.

"I really want to kiss you right now, is that bad?" he questions.

You laugh and lean your forehead on his.

"Not in the slightest."

Peter lifts your face to his, you lips fitting together perfectly. The kiss is slow, soft, and gentle. You pull away, dazed smiles on both of your faces.

"Who would have thought you'd be my pebble..." he mutters, thumb running up and down your jawline. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as he elaborates.

"Like, you know how when you're skateboarding, or walking, or riding a bike, and you can be having a great time, but a rock or a pebble gets stuck in your shoe or wheel? Well, I was moving through life, and I always had something there, a pebble that kind of confused me, I was wondering how it ever got there, and I was desperate to figure it out. You are my pebble. You've always been there, you completely turned my life in a different direction, got me out of my comfort zone, and when I needed to be brought back to Earth you were there....It's you, my shoulder to lean on, it was you, someone to vent with, someone to confide in, a friend, someone to just sit in the silence of the dark with...it's you. You were whatever I needed, and even when I didn't know I needed it you were there. You always had been, and I can't get rid of you, but I wouldn't want to. It's you, and I'm glad it was you." he speaks with a smile growing on his face.

"Hm, R/N the pebble...your pebble? It's gonna grow on me, I kind of like it..."

"Always you, and only you my darling" he laughs.

You groan and rub your hands over your face.

"Chemistry notes. It took chemistry notes."

"Hey! At least we know we work out, we have great chemistry...literally I'm in your notebook, the science doesn't lie!"

You laugh at his dorkiness, and start to stand up.

"C'mon Mr. Parker, it's getting late, lets go." He puts his board in his bag, and you get on yours. You grab his hand, and he gets up and starts walking. He keeps hold of your hand, softly pulling you on your skateboard to your house. You get to your steps and he walks you up to the door.

"Goodnight my pebble" he smiles slowly letting go of your hand.

"Goodnight Pete" you smile.

You go insideand close the door, with a huge smile on your face. You open your eyes to your mom leaning against the kitchen doorframe with a smirk on her face.

"It's about time!" She throws her hands onto her hips smiling at you. She was always a huge advocate for you and Peter getting together. You smile, look down and shake your head. You say your goodnights, and walk to your room.

Your mom stayed in her spot, watching your figure fade away as you walked back to your room. She always had your best interest in mind. She saw the longing glances, and the heart eyes you shot his way when you thought nobody was watching. She saw the way his face lit up whever you walked into the room or said his name. She always saw herself and your dad, and the Parker's in you two, and although you all loved Gwen and how she made Peter happy, and were all equally devastated at her loss, she always had a hunch about the two of you. To see the look on your face when you walked in the door made her heart warm, and she knew that you guys would be endgame.

𝙄𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕟𝕕

[norakbubbles]

I just finished the final episode of Game of Thrones about two hours ago and....*sighs*

I have many feelings and I'm going to list them:

1. Braime and Theonsa could have been endgame couples if the writers weren't COWARDS-

2. "Bran the Broken" makes me giggle bc they literally couldn't find any other nickname for him

3. I still low-key think Gendry should have been king in the end, given he technically was supposed to have the iron throne after Robert died in the first place

3. Yaayyy Jon, Tormund and Ghost are together again (if s8 ended with me not being able to see Tormund for one last time I would've thrown hands)

4. Literally poor tyrion being made another hand of someone he barely knows when he doesn't want to

5. Bronn wanting to prioritize rebuilding brothels over ships makes me laugh

6. Robin Arryn's glow-up shocked me bc he actually doesn't look like an iPad kid anymore 👏👏

7. Sandor being one of the casualties in the final fight saddened me more than Jaime I'm sorry but it did

8. Ngl I forgot who Edmure Tully was for a hot minute when he showed up

9. Dany's death did not make me upset but Drogon's reaction to her death did idk why

10. Did anyone else go "Now what?" during the last few minutes? Like Sansa being crowned queen of the North and Jon and Tormund going off with the wildlings and Ghost? Like what are they gonna do now? There really aren't any more threats. If anyone does know of any still existing threats by the end of the series let me know

Anyway, I'm pretty sure my mom is tired of hearing me yap about Braime all the time and my sis and I both agree that Theon should have been there with Sansa as she was crowned. I loved the series, and will most likely be moving on to HotD next bc I've heard it's good. Yes season 8 could have been better but in the end, we just have to accept that that's how the series ended and there's nothing we can do about it....

that's what fanfiction is for... 😗

[wrongcaitlyn]

I WABT TO KNOW ABT KAYLAAAA. Tell me every single little hc u have for her pleasee🙏🙏🙏 I love her sm and the underatedness of her character is crazy. Tyt or canon anything pls😁😁😁

AHSDHFSDJFSD OMG YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME. I LOVE HER. SO MUCH.

i made a post abt her music taste (in talk your talk, but could also be canonverse tbh) on her tyt birthday here - and now onto some other hc's

(AND LITERALLY SHE DESERVES SM MORE ATTENTION SHE IS SUCH AN ICON)

canon: (most of these are taking from my will series bc i put in a lot of cabin 7 hc's into there but that series is mainly focused on will!)

pretty sure this is canon or at least like a universally accepted hc but she was closest with michael, and having lost him hit really hard.

i also think even though she's younger, she arrived at camp before austin, but they both arrived at pretty close intervals so after the battle of manhattan, they were treated as a pair and went pretty much everywhere together

kayla and austin arrived just before the battle of the labyrinth

kayla was already better than most of her siblings at archery when first arriving at camp because darren had taught her - and she already knew she was a daughter of apollo when first arriving bc darren was one of the few parents who, like, knew who her dad was - and he told her before she had to leave

and speaking of darren, they're very close. i tried to convey that in tyt too but i just love a good healthy father daughter relationship and they have that!!

coach hedge brought her to camp

eventually she stops dying her hair green and switches it out for a few different colors, but then reverts back to green a few years later because it's her favorite

she often complains about teaching archery lessons because she's not the greatest teacher, but she's also the best of the apollo kids at archery - but when she eventually finds another apollo kid who's pretty alright at archery she jumps to get away from that role

however she does becomes cabin counselor after will because of seniority

i think she had longer hair when she was younger that darren always put up in two french braids, but then on her way to chb something happened that made her have to chop it off. then she realized she liked it better that way and kept cutting it shorter

talk your talk!

KAYLA AND NICO ARE CONCERT BUDDIES. i feel like i've already said that. but i love it. kayla "uses" him to try and see the artists backstage after the concert or get vip seating, but she's also a total pit girlie and will arrive at the venue hours early to get barricade (am i projecting? maybe)

most avid tiktok user, up there with leo with her social media addictionsdkf

is very easily recognized in public due to the redhead/green hair dye combo- and even though she's a pretty niche celeb she still gets recognized in public a lot

yet she still refuses to change her hair dyeJSDF

nicknamed "Daughter of Apollo" for obvious reasons

i mentioned this in my music taste hc's but she can sing. like. insanely well. she could've been a singer if she wasn't committed to archery. i think it's kinda funny bc i bet that when darren and apollo were still dating they had some kind of bet on which field kayla would go into (with no doubt that she'd be in some way famous) and so when apollo heard her sing at karaoke night for the first time he was like "goddamnit i bet if i had been in her life i could've convinced her to be a singer"- but not completely seriously bc like ofc he's still incredibly proud of his daughter

lovessss to be on podcasts. let her yap!!

she went to a very small (im talking like total <15 people in her class) private school in canada (paid for by apollo) because of all the media frenzy (even though it had mostly died down). that, along with eventually moving in with apollo and going to another private school, made it really hard for her to learn how to socialize / make a really solid friend group (totally not projecting again). i touched on this in ch 7 of greatest of luxuries but she had a hard time fitting into her "friend group" who didn't really contact her after she left - and she jumped at being homeschooled. michael is her first real friend and they are very much grumpy & sunshine coded, but michael really does care for her like a little sister after a while (aka like 10 minutes)

she is just so very youngest child codedLKSJDF

thank you for the ask!!! i absolutely ADORE kayla she deserves everything <3

[ughdontbeboring]

so yal may be surprised af to know I’ve never watched Elvis the movie or even any clips even though I’ve been a Austin fan since his earlier days and a bigggh Baz fan since Romeo + Juliet (still so obsessed and Moulin Rouge ahhh so good) I honestly wasn’t sure how’d they portray Elvis and his relationship with black artist of the time and culture and I didn’t want to have to go there bc I adore them both. Plus I surprisingly don’t remember that much press for it but I know that’s more of who I was following. It’s only been the past couple months I’ve been catching up on that press tour and I’m so obsessed I love love lovvvvveeee Baz and Austin tg and I pray they work tg again.

but then eventually I obviously heard such good things about it and kept telling myself to watch it and idk just never did.

sooooooooo here I go yall and I have a feeling I’m about to be even more obsessed 😅🥲😭

also I asked my mom if she wanted to watch and she said “girl I been watched it! Me and grandma watched it together and it was so good, it was like watching an Elvis concert. Put it on I’ll watch it again”

like ok wow girl you just been watched it without me 🙄 also I’m sure she doesn’t realize Austin is the same actor from our show The Shannara Chronicles. Gosh I loved that series when it aired.

so I’ll be back and down bad and even worse for Austin and stil pledging my love for Baz all these years later.

UPDATE BELOW

wow yall just wow

wow wow wowwwwww I’m obsessed

it was so emotional and so visually stunning. I personally loved the respect and appreciation they showed for black culture. I know people are 50/50 on it but I feel like was never told this way, that Elvis did in fact care and appreciate this community he grew up in and felt accepted by. When he needed to get back to himself THAT is where he could go either physically or in song.

wow Austin was wow. He was extraordinary. I love love Brendan but idk Austin just brought a life and emotion to Elvis NO ONE has been able to over all these years. From his happiness to his grief. He was able to bring back a love and appreciation for Elvis. Def Oscar worthy.

and Baz. A real fucking genius. No one could have made this movie but him, not in true Elvis fashion. I think Elvis would have loved the way he shot this. The way Baz told his story. but it is a film sadly I will probably never watch again it was just tooo emotional for me. I’m sucker for people losing their parents young or being taking advantage of and he was!!! And he died sooooooo young I swear my whole life I thought this man passed in his 60s and he was HARDLY 40!! Omg my heart just breaks for him and those who truly loved and cared for him.

I really don’t have a favorite part but i love all the early shots of Elvis and Austin in the pink!! Ah! And the pink lace omg it’s just such a look. Austin pulls off the pink so well. Him running around on Beale Street. The opening scene with Elvis and how we hardly see his face as we’re tryna catching up with him and we mostly just see the people around him. I love how the guy yells out at him fairy or something and you can just see the gf intrigued and then Elvis just goes off and then she’s the first one to scream and then he yells for her to sit down when she jumps up! lmfao I was cracking up. Loved that part.

one of the other parts I loved is how Baz shoots Toms character the colonel when he’s trying to get a first look at young Elvis out back. He truly shot him like the predator he was. That was just ugh I loved that part, young Elvis is w his mama and those who care abt him and he’s nervous and just tryna get a grip and here he is watching and just taking in what he can to use for his own good. Ugh fucking piece of shit.

and the closet scene crying over him mama 😭 that must have been emotional for Austin.

and when they threatened him not to shake a pinky and he does before letting loose and all hell breaks loose.

I can see why Austin ended up in the hospital right after filming it must have taken such a toll on his body I can’t imagine what Elvis was actually feeling and sadly I understand why he passed so young.

I mean 10/10!! stunning

loooooveeeed this scene!! And how they shot the focus.

[mytruepairings]

something i really want to see in s3 is carmy gaining a little of his self worth back and i feel like the fallout from claire will help with that.

he literally says he doesnt need happiness or entertainment or any of the things he had with her. he's lived so long without them he knows how to cope without it - no matter how isolating it gets.

but he did have it. claire did give that to him and he enjoyed it enough to shirk his responisibilities to those he cares about. i think its going to hit him differently this time and im here for it. i want him to want those things for himself. i don't think him and claire will get back together but i think he'll slowly be able to accept that he wants those things now and move towards it in a more balanced manner (probsafter throwing himself back into work for a bit again). but he'll feel that void more now bc it had started to be filled.

this time i think it'll be filled with syd tho - even if they're hanging out just for work and as friends. they already have such a connection i think carmy will become more aware of it now. slowly, of course. but i think thats what they both need.

if they want a healthy steady relationship then i think they both need it to start from friendship, trust, and a place of comfort or solace. carmy def needs that bc he's just lacked healthy intimacy in his life. syd on the otherhand.. doesnt seem to have a lot of friends. at least from what we've been shown. she has good relations, but what i found interesting is that when marcus hinted at romance with her she got very weirded out. and yes, it could be bc she sees him as just a friend but part of me wonders if shes also scared of intimacy. we never see her be really emotional -besides being angry or stressed- all the other times shes really calm even when she opens up to carmy. she states what she thinks and needs but its in a very matter of fact way. as far as ik, like carmy, she's never seen a healthy relationship bc she was to young to notice those things when her mom died.

slow burn is perfect for them. esp since syd def doesnt realize or at least want to admit she may have actually been jealous. that her feelings may be more. and in s3 when things playout between her and marcus i really wonder how carmy will react bc i think to everyone they seemed to be just friends. so if marcus pursues her a lil more openly or ppl find out that he likes her then that might spark something in carmy just like claire did with syd. at the very least they might become closer if they open up to each other about their love lives if they need advice or help with marcus/claire.

idk just thoughts.. but id LOVE to see the angst that comes with slowburn of both carmy and syd becoming aware of their feelings but not being able to act on them - for whatever reason. whether they're scared to lose the other or that the other wont feel it back and saying something about it will make things weird between them. what i think would be amazing is if they pull off the 'she fell first but he fell harder trope' bc rn we know for a fact that syd knew who he was when she walked into that diner, that she's always respected him, and that her dad doesnt care if that diner closes down. so i have to wonder if she actually went there for him

[imagine-knowing-a-name]

OKAY so random but I read “Omnia Vincit Amor” right and I was thinking you know how Natasha moved on married Wanda had a kid named her y/n yada yada yada you get the point “WHAT IF” reader never died but rather survived the fall but fell unconscious and was taken by someone like anyone who took care of her and all but she had lost her memories so she obviously didn’t know her life before u til one night racer woke up and EVERYTHING just came crashing together and she made it a mission to find Wanda and Nat also to show and tell nat that it wasn’t her fault she chose Wanda and that she would have done the same if it were her in that position I know this story was creat MONTHS ago but the crazy thought just popped into my mind when that story popped out on my search all of a sudden and I sat here thinking “what if”

omnia vincit amor (what if...reader survived)

Summary: what the anon said ^

Pairing: Wanda x Natasha (& platonic relationship with Y/N)

Word count: 2411

Warnings: Brain injuries (probably inaccurately represented bc I know nothing medical), a little bit of angst during recovery. It's a bit hurt/comfort but probably the happiest ending of this series.

A/N: This is literally the fastest I've ever written a fic, thank you so much for the ask

Part 1 Part 2

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Natasha had trained her whole life for moments like this: to make the right decision in an instant; never doubt it, never dwell on it, never get emotional about it. After all, she was raised for survival, and that was the only way through.

So why could she not control her tears now? The irritations pricked her eyes from the moment she saw the fear on your face, her vision blurred before your body could even hit the ground. You’d hidden it under a mask of acceptance, but she saw it. Your face was the only thing Natasha saw when she closed her eyes; the pain she’d seen and missed every time she’d ignored you for Wanda. She finally saw it, but by then, your face was expressionless, too late to apologise to.

Wanda had to pull her away from the edge, back to the quinjet to run from the failed mission. They couldn’t even see your face up close.

If they had, they would have seen the breaths you were still taking.

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Your first memories were police interrogations. An officer yelled about what your organisation had done and the atrocities they had caused, until a doctor stepped in and warned the man of your state.

“You should be grateful they saved you,” the officer scorned. He was quieter now; the pain in your head subsided, though it didn’t fade completely.

According to the doctor, you came in with a severe traumatic brain injury, spending days in a coma they weren’t sure you would wake from. The amnesia was expected, as was the pain, but they believed you would recover eventually with time, medicine, and therapy.

Eventually, you had to be released from holding on medical grounds. Your complete memory loss meant you could offer nothing to the police; your uniform was all they had to tie you to the criminal organisation, and that didn’t even say what role you played in it, or if you had even been aware of their actions. For all anyone knew, you may have been just a janitor. All they did know was that someone had wiped the database of all traces of you; you were a ghost, with no clue of your own identity.

Now you were released into a hectic world, told to make your life anew.

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Seven years later, that memory was not as distant as you would have liked. You still frequented hospitals and appointments in the hopes of returning your life’s memories, but to no avail.

There had been some breakthroughs, scraps of memories from long ago. You could picture a woman, her features were out of your grasp, but her laugh, and the sight of her shoulder-length red hair replayed in your mind. You held tightly to the memory, thinking of it over and over again, trying to add more to it. Was it a date? You had both been laughing, just the two of you, so perhaps. Had you been close to her? Something inside told you that you were, that you’d been special to each other, but you couldn’t place it, couldn’t even remember her face.

You worked at a small restaurant, and your coworkers had tried to set you up with friends and customers before, but in 7 years, you hadn’t been attracted to any of them, nor anyone else you encountered, and you couldn’t answer their questions as to why. But perhaps it was this – your brain subconsciously keeping itself for this woman.

The more you thought about it, the more frustrated you became. If you were so close, why had she not come to find you? You didn’t even know if she was real, or just a false memory your brain had conjured up to ease your constant search for something.

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Your ‘road to recovery’ – outlined years ago by the doctors – featured several activities designed to memories in your mind. Trying different hobbies, foods, meditations; anything that might trigger thoughts of your past, or lift the fog of your mind. It clearly hadn’t been that effective – you wondered what you even did in the past – but it had become a routine that you enjoyed. It was how you found yourself at a new park one Saturday, close to where you sustained your injury. If you had worked in that building, there was a chance you lived nearby, and something in the park would look familiar to you. 

Nothing sparked recognition in you, until a child ran past, as fast as their little toddler legs would carry them.

“Y/N! Come back here you!” a woman’s voice laughed.

You turned around before you even knew why. Whether it was the name itself, or just the way the woman said it, that made you act as if she had called for you.

But then you saw the red hair, and recognised the laugh that had plagued you ever since you found that one memory. 

“Natasha?” The name had come from nowhere, but it felt right, it matched the woman… and she certainly matched your memory. There were more of them now, all playing in your brain all at once: bowling, movies, dinner dates, sleepovers; the amount you had done together was overwhelming, and her face finally formed in your imagery. You were the only unknown left in your brain, nothing was filling in, until-

“Y/N?”

That name again, but now it was directed at you. It fit. The name you chose 7 years ago was the only one you could remember having, but this one –Y/N– fit like no other name ever had.

The woman –Natasha– held the child in her arms now, and slowly approached, taking every step like a dog stalking its prey, fearing that each new step might send it running. You eyed the woman, then averted your attention to the bench beside you. You slowly took a seat, your head was spinning now with an overabundance of thoughts and names and skills rushing back, you had to hold your head up as Natasha sat quietly beside you, not disturbing the peace with further questions.

“Big Y/N,” the baby in her arms babbled. You looked up to see her smiling at the child, though a tear tracked down her face; her eyes were worried when they turned to meet yours. 

“I think I know you,” you said at last.

“I think I know you too,” she replied.

“I wasn’t attracted to you.”

A smirk spread on her face, and her head tilted in amusement, “if you’re the person I know, you’re not attracted to anybody.”

“I’m not… or I haven’t been… I don’t know.”

Her eyes track over your face, her eyebrows slightly knotted. She looks concerned, and ready to ask questions. You’ve never been able to read someone so well. “You can ask questions, maybe it’ll help,” you sigh, “I just don’t know if I can answer any.”

“How bad is the memory loss?”

“I didn’t-”

“I pick up on things. It’s part of my trademark really.”

“...It’s bad. I lost it all 7 years ago and only today did it start to come back, just now. Even with my recent memory, I don’t remember all the things that I should.”

“But you recognise me now?”

“I… I think so. Natasha?” She nodded, prompting you to continue. “You and Wanda were dating, and I used to join you a lot.”

“That’s correct, you got me and Wanda to confess to each other actually.”

“I had your engagement ring in my room.”

“It’s on Wanda’s finger now.”

“How long did that take you?” you chuckled, eyes down at the ground. You could see Natasha smile wider out of the corner of your eye, a little bit of the old you coming back.

“A while,” she laughed, “I went and talked to your grave for moral support first, which…guess we’ve gotta get rid of that.”

Silence fell at the mention of your time apart; her thinking you were dead, while you couldn’t even remember being alive. Eventually, Natasha spoke up, “Can I- do you mind- ?” with her hand raised, you understood what she was asking, raising your own hand to meet hers. She sighed at the feeling, at the knowledge you were actually alive.

It was at that point that the child began to get restless, tugging at their mother’s hair to go home. “Alright, alright, love, we’ll head back soon,” she appeased, and turned to you, “Would you be ready to meet the others again? Or do you have a place of your own I can at least drop you off at?”

Now that you had memories of the others, you missed them, and grieved the fact you’d spent seven years without them. You wanted nothing more than to let them know you were okay, and reminisce, but you weren’t fully you, at least not yet. Seeing Natasha alone had almost been too much to handle, and she was one of the calmest teammates, understanding your social cues without too much verbalisation from you. Even just from your silence, she guessed your decision and understood it.

“Give me directions to your house. I’ll drive you.”

You tried to get dropped off a few blocks away at first, but Natasha had caught on, prompting directions to just outside the rundown apartment. Some of your windows were still boarded up, and the stairs outside were cracked into disrepair; you couldn’t even say the inside was much better, but when you had no documentation or proof you ever existed, there was little accommodation you could afford.

“Say hi to Wanda for me, please?”

“I’ll pass it on, maybe come see us when you’re up for it, or text me and we’ll come over. She’s going to want to see you before she believes me.”

“Thank you, Nat, I’ll let you know.”

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The screen had been dark for hours, but still, you held the device before you, only now noting your own reflection.

Acting on impulse, you clicked your phone back on; the blank chat with Natasha opened once again, and this time, you began to type.

"Come over tomorrow?" you sent, "Wanda and baby are welcome too"

'sent' appeared below before you could change your mind and, in truth, you didn't want to. The pair had been your closest friends in the world until you'd gone 7 years without each other; they would have mourned for you. You could only imagine how they would be feeling now. You wanted to apologise for how the mission ended, for all the grief you brought them. You wanted to tell Natasha you didn't mind her choice, and thank Wanda for taking care of her in your absence - it wouldn't have been an easy effort.

Three dots appeared and you tossed your phone across the bed. You weren't ready to hear an answer just yet.

You felt no more prepared the next day when the doorbell rang. To see them again, purposefully, was one thing, but memories were still coming back. Now you could remember the compound, your current apartment was no comparison; you could only even afford the bare minimum of furnishing, much less all the decoration there used to be.

The fears fled your mind the second you opened the door, and Wanda rushed in to engulf you in a hug. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she looked you over, holding your face in her hands. 

"I'm sorry," came your breathless greeting. Wanda steered you to the sofa and sat you down, Natasha following behind with the baby in her arms. "For how the mission went, and what you went through and-"

Natasha cut you off. "I thought I was coming here to apologise to you, not the other way around" 

"I don't want you to apologise, this life was all I wanted for you, it was the choice I wanted you to make."

"What matters now is we made it back together," Wanda soothed. "I'm sure there'll be time for tears and apologies later, just not now. There's been enough of that. Where have you even been for seven years? I want to hear it all."

Hours passed with the three of you exchanging stories. You were introduced to their child officially, as their namesake, and learned what the other Avengers had done in your absence.

Natasha strapped the younger Y/N into the car first, leaving you and Wanda alone when it was time to say goodbye.

She listened to your thanks, then waved it off, stating you would have looked after Natasha just as well had she made the other choice. "You know, Natasha and I discussed it after you texted, and I understand if it's too much, but… living with you was half the reason we didn't move out before, and we have a spare room in our house. If you want… move in with us? It'll be just the same as old times; meals together, movie nights, days out… and the toddler is actually quieter than living with the rest of the Avengers team… somehow tidier too."

Wanda spoke with such earnestness, it left no room for self-doubt, and with the way Natasha smiled when she came back in and met your eye, you could tell she agreed. Your apartment was not a home, especially now that you remembered what was. Your home was with them. You said yes.

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Natasha laughed as you jumped, your eyes glued to the screen. "You don't remember the jump scare?"

You flit your eyes to hers, then down to the ground. It was all she needed to see to shuffle closer, bumping her shoulder against yours. "That's okay, it gets me too sometimes."

"Not in the same way," you mumbled, "have we watched this movie before? before the accident?"

Natasha nodded; you saw the concern underneath.

"I don't remember it. Some things just aren't coming back to me, and other things that I keep forgetting."

"That's okay," Natasha smiled, she took your hands into hers, "you can't expect it to be better all at once."

"But what if it never is? If it never gets better? I don't think I'm ever going to be the same person that you and everyone else remembers."

"I don't mind if you're not that you. You don't have to be. All I want is to spend my time with who you are right now, because I lost seven years of it, and I never missed anything more."

[forgottenvalentina]

OOC | Vasilievan-Nation Wedding Traditions

So first off let me say I am acting purely as a researcher for this bc lbr this is probs the only Vasilieva wedding we’ll see in-game, given that even if Valentina or Sonya were to marry in-game it’d probs be w the traditions of their husbands etc and, while Valentina did have a Vasilieva marriage in the past, I don’t have any particular thoughts or feelings abt it, so you guys go wild w what you’d like/wouldn't like w any of this, its just meant to be helpful ;DDDD

Grooms pay a ransom to the brides family to take her

Usually there’s a wedding week or so not just a wedding day

Actual ceremony takes place on first day w feasts etc ongoing all week

for the ransom, the guests and participants divide, not by family, but by gender, save for the bride's father who stays w her

the bride arrives fully veiled between her parents, and the groom appears w a fully veiled female family member (of the bride, I'd assume, but it almost sounded like it was one of ~his family members? it had clearly been translated into english tho and idk if i understood correctly) beside him, w the men symbolically exchanging veiled women after the ransom is paid. the families often haggle before the exchange w random money and gifts often being exchanged between both parties before an engagement is reached

the bride and groom exchange gifts, w the bride often giving the groom a needle or a whip, and the groom offering the bride a scepter and a ring in return. if she accepts he then swears publically to marry her in exchange for her fidelity

the groom's mom carries an axe (valentina: !!!!!!) through the gateway, indicating the beginning of the wedding

[ After the wedding service, a matchmaker, known as Zerca, welcomes the young couple with sodium and bread and kolacz pastry. Dancing and honey alcohol are common through the celebration, together with the ceremony durable until start. ]

a shaman was generally present to cast knucklebones and thus predict the future (but roderick is NOT down w this so idk if that part would be secretly done or not)

getting married in may is considered bad luck w summer being the most popular wedding time (mostly due to the weather there tho)

obv this doesn't apply to cassimir/eithne but i thought it was interesting esp bc valentina might use it to cry foul if they're going w this side of tradition (valentina: the smotret' did NOT go well this part of both the bride's and the groom's family does NOT approve!!!!) : [ In the distant past, a wedding was the culmination of a long process that started with matchmaking – svatovstvo, which often coincided with . It wasn’t always the groom who came to the bride’s house to propose in the first place, as this could also be done by his representatives, svaty. They paid a visit to the bride-to-be’s family late at night and made the offer allegorically: for example, by saying something like “you have the goods, we have a buyer.” The next stage was called smotriny (from smotret’ – to see or to check out), when the groom, the bride, and their families could get to know each other better and pay each other visits. Only if everything went well was the engagement finalized and both sides started to discuss the wedding details. It was called rukobitie (from ruka – hand, and bit’ – to hit or to slap) because the fathers of the groom and the bride shook hands to conclude the agreement. ]

"Nowadays, the wedding is seen as a happy occasion, but in the past, one could easily confuse it with… a funeral. Not because the event was considered tragic per se, but because it meant that the bride symbolically died as a young girl and entered a new stage of her life as a married woman. Such an approach was especially widespread in the Russian North; in this case, the wedding, as well as the devichnik (bachelorette party), was accompanied by sad songs and weeping." (rosie: we are LITERALLY mourning rn, eithne!!!!!!!)

karavai a rough round bread is shared "the groom and the bride take a bite of it and whoever ends up with the biggest chunk is supposed to be the head of the family. In the past, however, the ritual was much more complex: it started with baking the bread in a special manner – with rituals like placing the bread into the oven three times before leaving it there, then hiding the karavai from everyone until the right moment, and finally sharing it in a specific order while singing." (open ur mouth WIDE, eithne!!!!)

"the guests at the wedding saying “Gorko!” (“Bitter!”) until the bride and the groom kiss. The premise behind this ritual is that the guests pretend their drinks taste bitter, so the newlyweds should “sweeten them up” by kissing"

got some clarification on the ransom! [ "Once the groom arrives at the bride's home, he must pay a ransom for the bride...it starts with the groom bringing...money or jewelry for the bride. At this point, the bride's parents present a woman or man who is not the bride, but is veiledso the groom cannot see the face. When the groom realizes it is not his bride, he asks for her, but the bride's family will demand a more significant ransom to be paid. Upon satisfaction with the ransom given, the bride's family gives away the actual bride to the groom." ] and [ A fun (but somewhat outdated) tradition is the bride's family members and bridesmaids "kidnapping" her and holding her for "ransom." The groom must complete a series of tasks meant to show his love (and embarrass him slightly). At the end, he must pay the ransom ] (this is rosie's favorite part ;D)

there is an exchange of rings at the betrothal but not at the wedding, instead the bride and groom are crowned "The priest leads the couple into the center of the church, where they stand on a piece of new, rose-colored fabric, symbolizing their entry into a new life. The bride and groom each publicly profess that they are marrying of their own free will and that they have not promised themselves to another." family members hold the crowns over their head while prayers are said/blessings are given, and finally the couple shares a cup of wine

everyone then processes (idk where ig just around the twon of malconaire, in this case?), symbolizing the pilgrimage of life, before returning at which point the officiant wraps his stole around the hands of the couple, and leads them three times around the holy book before they are crowned

they wear their wedding crowns for eight days (roderick: he's taller AND he has a crown????? ;DDD jkjk)

they then walk around the town w family and close friends, receiving well wishes etc AGAIN, this time tho usually ahorse/in a carriage rather than afoot.

there's usually a doll decoration to catch the well wishes of the witnesses, which is afterward washed and kept by the couple for good luck in their married lives

after the gorko toast, the second toast is made to the parents (valentina: finally, things are about me again)

"Afterward, the new couple steps onto the floor for the first dance of the night. The guests dance, sing, play games, and make toasts as the night goes on. For the next several days, the family continues to eat, drink, and celebrate. It is traditional to have an entertainer (tamada) who organizes the games, dancing, and ensures the guests get to know each other and are looked after."

"Traditionally, brides in Russia did not wear white and instead wore red, a joyous and festive color reserved for weddings. Bridal attire consisted of a sarafan, a sleeveless vest with shoulder straps, worn with a blouse underneath, as well as an ornamented headpiece decorated with rounded beads and gold thread"

guest attire is generally formal but modest "Women typically cover their heads with a scarf, and longer dresses or skirts"

so yeah!! there's more out there but here's some stuff for inspo!!!

[pansy-picnics]

ugh if there’s one thing this world needs is more Cass and Eugene interaction, like I don’t just mean bickering and the sort. Like actually being there for one another when they’re upset and helping each other out.

I’ve literally found about 2 fanarts where it’s just them and they’re not getting at each other! I still think that they would bicker but it would actually be way less intense and spite-fuelled after the series and they’d find some common ground, especially since they are the only ones (beside Pascal ofc) who know what it’s like to have died and come back to life, I can’t imagine how relieved Eugene would be to get to talk to someone about it and have them actually understand.

I hc anyway that after Cass came back she was like super out of it, and Eugene knew exactly how she felt and could help her, I think Cass would also be relieved that someone else knew what it was like and could sympathise with her.

I think though one of my absolute favourite hcs I’ve seen for them is that after Cass comes back Eugene defo sorts out Cass’ haircare routine and looks after her hair for her, cause he more than likely has wavy/curly hair too (but just straightens it most of the time). And although Cass is like super reluctant to let him help at first, she eventually gives in and it’s like the best her hair has been in forever so she just lets him do it regularly from then on and it’s just their thing. Also it gives Cass a chance to open up as well (no eye contact, relaxed and something to distract her if it gets too bad) which she definitely needs especially straight after coming back to the castle post ziti.

But yeah I neeeed more of these idiots interacting cause they literally have my heart istg (and also the show did nothing for them really post s1)

Hah realised I’ve just gone on a rant but like it 2am and I’m sleep deprived, sorry! :)))

anon you’re so right and let me just tell you ive felt exactly the same way for SO long so youve come to the right person

^ obviously theres been more since this was posted but THIS is a rlly good masterpost of art of them. THIS is a cassgene/uknighted dream triad fic and i dont know if thats your thing but it basically captures the exact bonding moment that you mentioned imo it fits them SUPER well both romantically and platonically!!

ur so right about the hair thing also omfg cass is the WORST out of all of them when it comes to taking care of her hair. like whenever it gets too long she just grabs the first sharp object she can find and cuts it all off. her ends are so broken and frizzy its SO bad. but eugene and rapunzel force her to do little spa days with them all the time. cass is very practical and really doesnt understand the point but she just likes spending time with both of them.

honestly as much as i love them i havent drawn a lot of art of cass and eugene individually….but theyre best friends actually. like they have banter and they tease each other but my general interpretation of them and uknighted dreams relationship is just. Comfortable. theyve come around to accept their differences and have a shared sense of solidarity with each other. and not just bc of rapunzel either!!! they hang out without her just as often and they genuinely have come to understand one another. they like to spar together and rapunzel watches while she works on anatomy sketches.

they’re not going out of their way to be physically affectionate or anything, but i try to make it obvious in my uknighted dream art that they arent averse to it either. it’s always the little things for me man!!!! the subtle affectionate gazes or the casual hand on the shoulder or just a gentle hand hold its so. IMPORTANT ok!!!!!!

they understand each other on a deep psychological level and yet they regularly tell the other to kill themselves. they are literally everything to me. i need to draw them soon

[sillywormz]

THEME OF BEGINNINGS AND ENDS YOURE SO RIGHT!!!!!

can we also briefly talk about poor fucking Sam lmao. he is Under Attack by creatures for most of the show. I also low-key. would have loved for kamen and Sam to talk. both of them apologize. maybe that's out of character but I just really wanted some resolution for them. i really like the thought of Ursula talking to him after he dies, she's alone in the captains room or whatever and just talks to him about what's going on. tell him "we're not leaving, but we'll survive"

also. consider. levi painting I think she would enjoy trying all sorts of creative hobbies but I Know her paintings would be stunning!!! AHHH OMG LEVI SINGING TO HER BABIES. KNITTING THEM LITTLE CLOTHES!!! whittling little toys.

sam is literally the show's punching bag poor fella.......... i loved sam sm he's a good guy he didn't deserve what happened to him :-( part of me still hopes that if there's a s2 he could come back somehow even though i know that's completely unlikely lol. i'll miss him a lot

a resolution between him and kamen would've been so interesting, but imo i highly doubt either of them would apologise. kamen is still probably too prideful to apologise bc apologising would mean admitting he's fully responsible for the mess they're in, and i don't think he's ready to accept that yet, or at least he wasn't while sam was alive. and given that kamen got them into that mess and has continued to do shit that makes things worse for everyone i.e., the hollow shenanigans, i doubt sam would see a reason to apologise to him or accept an apology from him........ maybe if they had some time where they were forced to work together and learn more abt each other they'd find common ground and make up but i think it's probably a dynamic that would've been permanently antagonistic, even if sam had survived 😔

I LOVE THE IDEA OF URSULA STILL TALKING TO SAM........ he was her only companion for months and i'd imagine it'll be hard for her to adjust to not having him around anymore. even though they weren't even friends before the crash they ended up relying on each other for survival after it, and imo there was even a spark of romantic chemistry starting up between them............. and then ursula lost him when they were so close to the demeter. i think sam was often a grounding presence for her and they did a lot of mutual mediating and helping for each other, filling each other's weak spots etc. it makes sense that she'd maybe ask him for advice etc even after he's gone, as a way to think through in her head what kind of decisions he might have made in the same situation.

I LOVE THE IDEA OF LEVI BEING AN ARTIST SO MUCH......... she already sings and composes her own music so it makes sense that she'd branch out into other areas as she explores her independence and sentience........... THE IDEA OF HER MAKING THINGS FOR HER LITTLE BABIES IS SO CUTE. i love the idea that even though she was originally just a robot and is still partly robotic, she'd do little kind nurturing things for her kids like other animals do for their babies. bc i guess she kinda IS an animal/organic being now. she's a whole new Thing altogether really, and her babies are the first generation of that Thing after her........ i'd love to see them interact with her more........

[jiwonbe]

hello friends it is i, returning with an attempt at a second muse after i accidentally lost one kdjhfjkdhskhf. as always, please like this to plot as i ramble about him and add in some badly thought out wc LOL

ANYWAYS INTRODUCING ... ! yoon jiwon, born feb 3

(tw for parental + other death)

he was born in seoul but both of his parents died in a car accident on new year's while getting him a surprise

he was 6

he never learned what that surprise was

since his parents were both only children and he had no extended family that could be found/were willing to take him in, he was put into an orphanage with a ton of other children

contrary to popular belief, he didn't hate his time there. he still got to attend school and make friends with other kids

ofc there was the bullying that he had to deal with at school for being parentless but he had long accepted that as a fact of life and usually just ignored anything said like that

after being struck by tragedy so early on in his life, he sort of was a recluse and only stayed friends with kids who were his friends before the accident since he continued attending the same school after that

he was really close to a few boys at school who were good friends of his, and he had thought that they would finish elementary school and move onto middle school together

but one of his friends ended up passing away tragically, being in the wrong place at the wrong time

being subjected to so many losses in a row really took a toll on him and he became more closed off and only spoke when spoken to

during these times, he turned to music since it was something that couldn't be stolen from him. his christmas present that he had been given (before the fateful new year's day) was an ipod and he still has it despite it not really working well anymore but he can't bring himself to throw it out

when he was in middle school, he was (surprise!) adopted by a japanese/korean couple who had been scouting out a few different orphanages and had quote unquote 'thought he was perfect' etc etc he moves to japan before his first year of high school (in the spring so he has a few months to adjust and learn japanese)

he has a relatively good time in japan, though the language barrier was difficult and he literally has to learn as much japanese as possible before he goes to school in the fall

he ends up about a year behind (bc of language barrier issues) but still graduates high school (a year late) with good grades

it's then that he decides that maybe it's time to return to seoul so, instead of going to university right away, he gets a job and he works hard for a year and a half since his parents supported him in his return to korea and said they would match what he saved as long as he promised to call and visit often

so he moved back to seoul in the fall of 2023 (around chuseok) thinking that that would be a good time to come since everyone would be busy with festivities so he could settle in and wander around the neighbourhood

he gets a decent apartment to himself, his parents helping him with the deposit and he has a little veranda and even a living room despite living on his own

and he picks up guitar lessons now

his mother tongue feels a bit odd in his mouth nowadays, but his (adoptive) parents spoke both languages (his adoptive mother is korean) so he had enough practice though the last 5 years of his life was spent mostly speaking japanese but he's slowly getting used to it again

OKAY IF U READ ALL OF THAT I APPLAUD YOU (claps)

some wanted plots (even tho i'm bad at this and we should brainstorm if you want something Better Than This)

friends! ofc, he's mostly a loner but some general acquaintances would be nice

childhood friends??? maybe people who knew him before/during the Accident and wonder where he had disappeared to and why he had suddenly Reappeared like a ghost LMAO

also friends from japan! he lived in tokyo and lived in the akabane area

he works in a used bookstore in the sinchon area and can be found with his nose in a book most of the time though he Will chat with you if you ask him a question first

he doesn't seem like the type but he's somewhat up to date with kpop songs and will hum them under his breath sometimes while working if a song comes on shuffle

he has a youtube channel where he uploads covers but his face usually isn't in them, usually wearing a hat with a mask or the camera is fully angled away from him so maybe if you hear him singing one day and are Intrigued bc he sounds like a youtuber u know

also i like the idea of one of his audios accidentally going viral on tiktok but he has no idea bc he doesn't use tiktok LMAO

pls brainstorm with me i have no brain juice rn