#the tangled series is rly good

[xannerz]

hey, rapunzel :)

[agent-toast]

i made a revenge of magic x story thieves x the owl house hunger games simulator thingy! only i haven't actually watched owl house so only luz, king and the collector are there. also luz and king die rly early a lot

actual post under cut:

first here are the icons i used for the characters, drawn by me! the designs for some are just sketches and not confirmed.

jia

rachel (my version of rachel is transfem btw!)

fort

cyrus (headcanon: the eye thing happens when he uses magic cause woO old one but he can conceal it) (personal fav doodle)

my version of cyrus is transmasc btw!

sierra

kara and her ✨existential crisis✨

bethany (another fav) (she would wear a turtleneck fight me)

owen (don't rly like this one. i was tired at this point)

charm (my version is probably transfem i can't decide)

luz & king (king's photo taken from google because i was too lazy too draw king :')

collector (another fav - i did this right after owen's and it gave me motivation) (lower part isn't so good but ah well)

feel free to use any of my doodles in this post for pfps or anything, just @ me and credit me in an easy to see place!

here are some highlights + some with drawings

[non-time is the place merlin's cottage gets sent into by emrys, and in this case it's basically read as you died but james riley censor. unless belos comes then yeah you died]

get rejected buddy

NO BUDDY

jia is scared she'll make them cry (well she did)

he's just here for the funsies guys

how dare you do this jia!!

he's been put in a prison again :(

cyrus is struggling not to point out every single flaw in the Kara Dox books about time travel. meanwhile, bethany is ???

guys. he's been doing this for at least 3 rounds. stop reading fanfiction cyrus

he did a varian from tangled the series

skill issue

are you kidding me cyrus you're the Old One of TIME you're the TIMELESS ONE

another way for kara to escape her fate i guess

they did this twice in a row. time travel besties??

belos the fans would like a word with you.

ok that's it for now because posts only allow 30 photos! let me know if you want to see more :)

if you want to do this too, here's the website i did it on:

Hunger Games Simulator | Agma Schwa

and the files for my modified sim can only be sent through gmail, so dm me any time if you want the files :D

[mikoriin]

What's your favorite movie, if you have any?

I HAVE SO MANY FAVORITES IS THIS AN EXCUSE TO RAMBLE???

so this is a long list of movies i have curated love for over the years so its under a readmore lmao not so much reviews but lots of gushing

now i cant choose an all time favorite. its just not possible im so passionate about so many different movies. but some of my fav fav fav movies ever are

Studio Ghibli's 'Laputa: Castle in the Sky' (1986)

ghibli's first full length film and hayao miyazaki's second full length film (as far as im aware, ive seen nausicaa too) and it is honestly a masterpiece, like damn what a way to start off your animation studio. this movie is both wholesome and very bittersweet. it has amazing characters, both villain, anti-hero, and hero. plus the romance between pazu and sheetah is so innocent and passionate. theres really such a fantastical element about this entire film its so inspiring to me and i hold it near and dear to my heart, i cry every time.

Jim Hensons 'The Labyrinth' (1986)

this was a childhood favorite of mine. my family LOVES jim hensons dark fantasy, and my brother and i grew up with this movie and the dark crystal (yes i watched the netflix series. yes i am forever bitter netflix cancelled it because it was truly so stunning) and the labyrinth was always my preference over the two even tho i do love both a lot. but this movie was just...so mesmerizing. my favorite scene is actually the ballroom fever dream scene. idk what most peoples' opinions on that scene is but it was soooo stunning to me i adored every bit of it. her whole LOOK THO!!!!!

Studio Chizu's 'Wolf Children: Ame and Yuki' (2012)

STUNNING MOVIE I CRY EVERY TIME!!!! not only does this woman win mother of the goddamn decade but this is such a strong coming of age story for not one protagonist, but THREE. its a coming of age for everyone in that family and how to find your own path and acceptance with growth and change. plus the animation is sooo stunning studio chizu has been slappin since the girl who leapt through time and such before then, but i was just soooo stunned by this movie's ability to mix the fluidity of their 2D and 3D. 3D animes can be rly hit or miss but they did this so well. beautiful stunning amazing movie 12/10 very recommend

Satoshi Kon's 'Perfect Blue' (1997)

this movie fucked me up and when i tell you ive seen it like 10 times LMAO its a psychological thriller and man the content warnings on this one.....its a bit of a traumatizing experience if youre a sexual abuse victim, but its Such a good watch. its got a rly good twist that i personally cant say is very good or not, its probably a bitttt dated. but its not focused on that one thing. this movie follows the trauma of mima and how she was treated by her higher ups and crew into doing things she was not nearly ready for or even wanted to do...but to make it to the top, what else can you do?

Disney's 'Atlantis: The Lost Empire' (2001)

MY FAV FAV FAV DISNEY MOVIE EVER!!!!! say what u want about this movie but its one of disney's BEST!!!! the scene where kida is taken into the crystal light above the pool of water and becomes apart of the crystal? dude that scene Changed Me. so good i love it chefs kiss muah amazing fun movie

Disney's 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame' (1996)

probably disney's darkest movie idk there are some classics from the 60s to 80s that i havent rly seen, but this movie gives me chills every time. the soundtrack? slaps. animation? slaps (thank u james baxter) characters? slap. this movie is SO GOOD and hypnotizing!!! and its so bold.

disney 2020s doesnt have the balls

Disney's 'Tangled' (2010)

FAV DISNEY PRINCESS FAV DISNEY PRINCESS MOVIE!!! i watched this shortly after it's dvd release because my mom bought it cause we always been a disney household and i fell in love with this one. yes i did watch the series. yes i did cry a couple times. tangled has my heart <3

Warner Bros' 'Cats Don't Dance' (1997)

FURRY MOVIE FURRY MOVIE!!! this movie got me into furries realistically. i love everything about this movie its so fun and charming and it has a very nice message of following your dreams while still being authentic to yourself. also lowkey about racism and prejudice in hollywood in the 1920s/1930s cough cough

Studio Ghibli's 'Spirited Away' (2001)

HOW CAN I ALMOST FORGET THIS CLASSIC??? my first ghibli movie!!! and it was such an introduction to miyazaki movies. it is such a fantastical take on japanese folklore. i for one am fascinated by japanese folklore, mythology, and culture in general so this movie is always such a treat and i can never get enough of it. one of my all time favorite movies, such a masterpiece.

Makoto Shinaki's 'Children Who Chase Lost Voices' (2011)

now this is one of shinaki's lesser known movies, but its my absolute favorite of his. this animation is still so stunning for 2011, and i can only imagine how impressive it was then considering how his stuff looks now lol but this is a high fantasy movie with miyu irino (♥♥♥♥) voicing the hero. dont ask me the rest of the cast i just hyperfixate on miyu irino specifically because he voices syaoran in the tsubasa series

ANYWAY!!! thats enough of that i could honestly go on and on but i figure i wont make this post any longer than it has to be hahaha thank you so much for the question!!!

[lesbianjackies]

hi again! i’d love to be an emoji anon :D i’m not sure what all emojis you already have taken but 🧁 and 🪨 are my favorite so i’m good with either of those! i made a list of things i also love that i saw on the about me ! (i would also like to apologize in advance for my incoherent and long ask 💀)

movies/series/books: hello kitty (and sanrio in general), harry potter, tangled, winnie the pooh, alice in wonderland, ive only seen the last two episodes of stranger things (i watched them with my sister and decided that i already knew enough so i havent seen all the other episodes but i really enjoyed them!), and i haven’t seen wednesday yet but a lot of people are saying i would like it? so i’ll probably end up watching that really soon…and i used to be really into ever after high and monster high (i think i might even have some dolls and books leftover!) but i’m considering rewatching them! im also hoping to watch the corpse bride soon as well as read the girl who drank the moon and the lunar chronicles bc they have been on my tbr for a while!

music: taylor, lana, marina, and i listen to a little bit of mitski

activities: reading, writing + writing letters, listening to music, watching youtube, talking with friends, and amusement parks (though i’ve only went to like 3)! tbh it probably doesn’t seem like a lot but i usually only have like 3 things in common with people 😭 and also i absolutely adore the way you do your makeup!! especially the eyeliner, it suits you so well <3!! (and btw you’re so pretty!! you are literally the personified version of the word “gorgeous” !!) what do you think is the best way to look for colors that would suit someone? (like lipstick or eyeliner) thank you for reading and all your responses! ILYSM 🥹 <33

this was all over the place lol

hiiiii!!!!!!! you can be my 🧁 anon <33

YESSSS i’m so glad we have so much in common!! and u should so definitely rewatch eah it’s my favorite thing rn <33

MARINAAAAA I LOVE MARINA I LOVE PPL WHO LIKE MARINA!!

aaaaaa thank u 🥹🥹 hmmm tbh i don’t rly think abt what would “suit” me when doing makeup; i just do what i think would be fun/look good!! but i think reds tend to look really pretty on basically any skin-tone and a brown or black eyeliner is always nice <33

thank u for talking to me!!

[starhoodies]

So Crossing The Line from Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure is an absolute banger, and of course it made me think about riku in KH1.

[pennumbra]

A redraw of that scene, in honor of “Cassandra’s Revenge”.

[advisortotheadvisor]

ive never watched the tangled series but that varian dude is so funny. hes got that "ooh im a villain" song, like bro you're just a middle schooler

[dameronology]

tea & whiskey {jack daniels x reader} - 4

summary: it’s the morning after the night before. time for a very awkward conversation.

warnings: warnings, very very brief alluding to smut but rly only if u squint 

song for this chapter is best friend by rex orange county! also the series masterlist can be found through the link to my main masterlist in my bio :) enjoy!

- jazz

You were’t sure what you needed more the next day: painkillers, to help your hangover or another round of drinks, to help you forget what you’d done night before. 

Or should I say - who you had done the night before. 

You didn’t sleep with your co-workers, much less your boss. God, it was almost as bad as if you’d slept with Merl - no, you couldn’t even let your brain go there. You’d already thrown up twice that morning (once into Jack’s toilet and then once into the subway tracks) and you didn’t need to make yourself do it again. Your stomach was churning and it felt as though the Blue Man Group were rehearsing their drum set in your frontal lobe. You’d tried to nurse it with a large block coffee and a half a packet of painkillers but alas, to no success. 

Somehow, though, your physical pains were the least of your worries. The fact you’d snuck out of Jack’s apartment and left without a word was playing over and over again in your head - so much so, that you almost didn’t come into work. Almost. Not even this situation was enough to make you take a day off. 

‘Is there a reason you’ve been stood outside the office for fifteen minutes, agent?’ You jumped at the sound of Champ’s voice. He glanced between the Starbucks coffee in his hand and the bruise around your left eye (fuck, you’d forgotten about that), quirking an eyebrow. ‘Rough night?’

‘No.’ You quickly answered. ‘Sir.’

‘So you what...walked into a door?’

Got drunk, tried to square up to a guy, got punched and then fucked my boss - thanks for asking. 

‘Yeah.’ You nodded. ‘I’m not normally clumsy but I forget that doors in America...go the other way? You know, drive on the other side of the road, use a different weight system, doors that go-’

‘- you can stop now, Percival.’ Champ cut you off. ‘Make sure you look after yourself.’

‘Right.’ You nodded. ‘Thank you.’

With the agent staring you at expectantly, you had no choice but to go into the office. You forced a smile, using your weight to budge open the door and step inside. 

The sound of your heels against the floor announced your entrance; the faint smell of Jack’s aftershave wasn’t normally that noticeable, but that morning, it wasn’t doing you any favours. You stood in the door way for a moment, letting it shut behind you as your eyes landed on the cowboy. 

He didn’t even look at you. Why wasn’t he looking at you? Fuck, had you upset him-

‘Nice of you to make an appearance, Percy.’ He suddenly spoke, flashing you a smile as he tore his eyes away from his computer screen. ‘How’s the shiner? Your buddy sure did pack a punch, huh?’

‘Uh, yeah.’ You blinked in surprise. ‘It’s fine, a little sore.’

‘You should pop down the lab on your break. Ginger will sort it out in no time.’ He leant back in his chair. 

‘Are we just not gonna talk about the fact we slept together last night?’ 

Jack suddenly jumped in surprise, eyes widening. Right, clearly not. 

‘I was trying to find a way to bring up such a sensitive subject.’ He replied. ‘But I guess I don’t gotta worry.’

You sighed as you walked over to your desk, placing your bag down and taking a seat. Fuck, your head was killing. You rubbed your eyes and cleared your throat, forcing yourself to continue the difficult conversation you’d just unwittingly started. You got the vibe that people in the South probably didn’t talk about sex so crudely. Twenty-something years of hanging around Eggsy Unwin had de-sensitised you to the idea of it being a taboo subject. 

‘I’m sorry I left this morning without saying anything.’ You sheepishly murmured. ‘When I do stuff like that, it’s usually with random guys I found in a bar.’

The biggest question that kept playing over and over in your head was why? 

Why Jack? You’d rebuffed Tequila’s advances before he could even finish the damn sentence and yet you’d slipped into bed with Jack with ease. It was probably to do with the fact he’d been such a good kisser, and the rest did not disappoint. It had been good. Really good. Possibly the best you’d ever had, actually. He’d said at the beginning of the night that he was going to help you kick back and chill out and...yeah, he’d done a pretty good job. 

‘It doesn’t affect me, sugar.’ Jack shrugged. ‘I don’t see why it has to change anything between us.’

Of course. Had you forgotten who you were talking to? This was Whiskey, the biggest flirt at the fucking agency. He’d probably had a different girl the night before you, and he was probably going to have somebody else tonight. He hadn’t said or done anything that could have lead you to believe it meant something more. Sure, you’d become friends and saw each other day and yeah, he drove you home sometimes because he didn’t want you to walk home in the dark and he had invited you out to help you de-stress when you needed it most. 

Did you like Jack? Did you want it to be something more? Did the last few weeks all....add up to something? Then again, maybe he was just being nice. Maybe he was just looking out for you, because you were a young woman, alone in the city. Perhaps last night had just been...a fluke. A glitch in the system. A wobble in what was otherwise a completely professional relationship.

‘No, you’re right.’ You nodded, scratching the back of your neck. It really felt like you should have said something more, because it felt like something more. ‘It didn’t mean anything.’

He quirked a brow at you. ‘So we’re good?’

You forced a smile. ‘Better than ever, Whiskey.’ 

You’d had one night stands before. They were standard, really - but it was rare you found yourself thinking about them the next day. Something between you just worked. You couldn’t put your finger on it, in the same way you couldn’t spell out the sudden urge to kiss him last night, but some things just couldn’t be explained. Your attraction to him certainly couldn’t be - he was older, used the worst nicknames and spoke to you entirely in Southern metaphors. But, as aforementioned, he’d also looked after you.

Maybe that was what you needed. Maybe it was what you wanted-

- You stopped yourself there. No time to unpack all of that, especially when you were this hungover and spent most of your waking hours spitting fire about how independent you were. You’d had Tequila pinned to the wall less than twelve hours ago for trying to make move on you.  It was probably something to save for therapy (which was on your to-do list). 

The tension in the room felt a little more reflective of a fight between a couple than it did of two friends who had casually slept together the night before. Normally, the room was just calm, filled with the only sounds of you two occasionally cracking jokes or your fingers desperately tapping away at your respective computers. Now? It was tense. Suffocatingly so, as though it could have swallowed you whole. 

‘I’m gonna get more coffee.’ You announced, abruptly. ‘And I guess I’ll pay Ginger a visit to sort out this annoying fucking bruise. You want anything from Starbucks?’

‘Didn’t you just go?’ He observed. 

‘Yeah, but I want some fresh air.’

As you passed Jack’s desk on the way out, he reached out and grabbed your hand, quickly tangling your fingers in his. He peered up at you, brow furrowed - you were off. He knew you were off. He’d proven time and time again over the last month that he could read you like a fucking book. You were a clown for thinking that he wouldn’t notice the fact you’d completely retracted into yourself, or that you’d suddenly from from Jack to Whiskey. 

‘You’re annoyed at me.’ He observed.

‘I’m not annoyed at you.’ You didn’t try to pull your hand back. ‘I’m annoyed at...myself, I guess.’

‘Why?’ 

‘Because I let last night happen.’ You explained. ‘I shouldn’t have made a move on you, I shouldn’t have broken every professional boundary between us for one night of meaningless-’

‘- what if it wasn’t meaningless?’

You froze, suddenly snatching your hand back. What were you meant to say to that? You couldn’t work out if you wanted it to mean something. There was so much to untangle but your main concern was sorting out your sore nose and banging head ache. 

‘Jack...’ you murmured. ‘I can’t talk about this right now. My head is on fire and my nose is fucking purple.’

He stood up, reaching for his jacket. ‘C’mon then, I’ll take you down the lab.’

‘I can get there myself, really.’

‘D’you know where it is, sugar?’

‘I can work it out.’ You shot back. ‘I’m smart-’

Before you could finish your sentence, he had a hand on the small of your back and was guiding you out the room and down the hall. That was new; he hadn’t really shown you any signs of physical touch - excluding last night, obviously - but the progression felt...natural. Heck, Jack hadn’t even realised he was doing it, and you didn’t feel the urge to complain or push him off.

That was probably saying something. 

--

‘There we go.’ Ginger murmured, slowly dabbing at the bruise with...something. ‘Good as new.’

You felt as good as new. After putting a weird paste on your nose and forcing some fancy, top-of-the-range painkillers down your throat, your hangover was gone and your nose was no longer stinging. You’d been out here thinking that Kingsman had been far ahead with their medical technology, but this place made it look Victorian. You were tempted to ask if they had an amnesia-inducing medication that could make you and Jack forget the events of last night, but then you realised something.

You didn’t want to forget.

‘Thank you, Ginger.’ You smiled. ‘I really appreciate it.’

‘What did you do to end up with a busted nose and black eye, anyways?’ Ginger raised her eyebrows. 

‘Our girl tried to deck a man twice her size because she thought he was following a woman into the bathroom.’ Jack replied, gently rubbing your shoulder. That’s fine. That was totally fine. You were fine. 

‘I had the right intentions.’ You muttered. ‘Anyways - Calahan isn’t gonna catch himself, so I gotta get back to work. Thank you again, G.’

That was code for Jack and I are about to have a very awkward conversation. To be frank, you would have begrudgingly left at the whole ‘it didn’t mean anything’ point, but he’d been the one to push it, to float out the idea that it could mean something. You’d thought it, but he’d been the one to say it. That was the huge difference between the two of you. You could compartmentalise your feelings when they proved to be an inconvenience. Jack Daniels, however, was...brash. When he felt something, he had to say it. It was a blessing and a curse. 

You both walked back to your office in silence, once again with Jack’s hand resting on the small of your back. He knew you didn’t need looking after - hell, you’d proved that ten times over - but it almost like he was keeping an eye on you. He’d seen you square up to two different men in the last twenty four hours. It was for your safety, really. 

The minute the door had shut behind you both, that tension immediately returned. This time, however, there was a little hint of excitement. Anticipation, maybe. 

‘So...’ you trailed off, leaning against your desk. Awkwardly playing with your hands, you peered over at him. ‘Let’s recap: we slept together, I snuck out, we said it didn’t mean anything and then two seconds later, you retracted that statement.’

‘I didn’t retract it.’ Jack insisted. ‘I was just reading your signals - which are confusing as fuck, by the way, sweetheart - because you were the one who walked out.’

‘My signals?’ You scoffed. ‘You were the one who invited me out the in first place! And the one who drives me home every damn night so I don’t have to walk alone!’

‘You’re the one who’s being as skitterish as a calf at a goddamn smoke out-’

‘- as a what at a what?!’ You spluttered. ‘You’re the one calls me sweetheart all the time!’

‘Yeah, well, you’re the one who kissed me first-’

‘- just shut up a second!’ You held your finger out to him. He silenced immediately. 'I feel like we’re overcomplicating this.’

He quirked an eyebrow. ‘We are?’

‘Whi - Jack.’ You took a deep breath. ‘I am going to ask you this once, and once only. If you say no, I’ll move on and we can act like this never happened. If you say yes...we can discuss it, okay?’

‘Okay.’ He nodded. ‘Go for it.’

‘Did last night mean anything to you?’ You asked the question slowly, in the same tone you might ask a child what small object they had in their mouth. 

‘Not at first.’ Jack replied. ‘I didn’t go into it with the intention of it meaning something.’

You frowned. ‘Do go on.’

‘I was gonna come in this morning and pretend like it never happened. Then I saw you, with that stupid bruise and stupid smile and I realised that you’re brash and dumb and fucking gorgeous and ...shit, you’re spiteful as hell and I’m a little terrified of you but damn, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t fucking obsessed with you.’

‘Well, shit.’ You murmured. It was the answer you’d wanted just...in a lot more words. 

For a long time, your head strong nature and inability to tolerate ninety-nine percent of the human race was something people had used a reason not to like you. But Jack? Oh, no. Not him. He saw it as a challenge, maybe. He had an urge to cut through the thorny outside and trying to see what you held on the inside. He’d see little bits of it here and there - your smile when you spoke about Eggsy, or the way you’d gone out your way to try and protect that woman - but he was determined to find more. He wanted to find more. You were an enigma, a vortex of swear words and brash decisions, and hell, you were sucking him right in.

‘You gonna say anything more than shit?’ He urged. 

You’d never been all that good with words. Didn’t actions speak louder? That’s what your mum had always said, and it had proven true in your line of work too. Punching the daylights out of someone was always a clearer threat than a concerning phone call. Pulling your weight on every mission was more proof of hard work than gloating to your uppers about your achievements.

And kissing your boss was a much clearer sign of telling him that you liked him too rather than just verbalising it.

Jack almost veered backwards when you lunged at him, just about catching you in his arms. Your lips crashed together - it was a little more desperate than last night, but then again, so was the whole situation. His arms caught you at the waist, holding you against his chest as he kissed you right back.

After a few moments, you pulled back for air. Neither of you said anything, instead choosing to just stare at each other with disbelief.

‘That was very unprofessional of me.’ You admitted. ‘But I do like you Jack and I’m worried it’s going to be a problem-’

‘- since when has mutual attraction ever been a problem?’ Jack practically snorted at the idea. ‘I like you. You like me. I don’t get what’s so complicated about that, sugar.’

‘Because it’s unprofessional! You’re my boss and I’m here to work.’ You suddenly took a step back, complex feelings finally colliding. ‘To prove myself and get a promotion!’

‘And you’re doing that just fine!’ He shot back. ‘Better than fine! You work your ass off ten times harder than any agent I’ve ever met. I don’t know how those uppity goddamn suit-makers haven’t realised what an asset you are.’

‘Are you saying that because you like me or because you mean it?’

‘Ouch.’ He murmured. ‘Even if I couldn’t stand you, I would still recognise the fact you’re one of the best agents I’ve ever seen.’

‘Wouldn’t that be an ideal world.’ You snorted. 

‘How about this?’ Jack reached forward, taking your hands in his. ‘It’s clear that whatever happens now, we probably can’t go back to how things were. I can try, but I promise you it won’t happen.’

You nodded in agreement. 

‘So, you can back track on everything we’ve just said and let it affect how we work together, or we can just lean into this whole stupid thing.’ He continued. ‘We’ll work together and play together. Two birds one stone, just until you go back to London.’ 

This was something of a rare opportunity: mutual attraction. Aside from the occasional one night stand in London, you barely had the chance to have fun. After years of hard work, maybe you deserved it. It was just...fooling around. You’d both admitted you liked one another but it was hardly a grand declaration at love. There were some feelings at stake, but not enough for you to be worried. 

‘We need ground rules.’ You replied. ‘I like you and you like me but we have to put the brakes on it there. You have to promise not to fall in love with me. Obsession only, okay?’

Jack tilted his head to the side, as if to say fair enough. ‘Sure thing. Anything else?’

‘The minute this starts to interfere with my work, I’m cutting you out.’ Your tone was a little sterner. ‘Heck, the second it happens, this stops. It’s...an addition to my work, not a replacement.’

‘As your superior...’ he said the words teasingly. You hated that you loved it. ‘I will make that doesn’t happpen.’

‘Good.’ You gave him a curt nod. ‘Then it’s settled.’

You stuck your hand out for him to shake. Jack peered down at it, almost waiting for you to retract it and break into a grin. But that didn’t happen. You were completely serious. Could he put it down to British weirdness? Probably. 

‘You drive me fucking insane.’ The cowboy grabbed your hand, yanking you towards him and capturing you in another kiss. 

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[meltwonu]

| caffeine |     [chapter 6]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x female!reader

this chapter’s notes; hair pulling, squirting, forced orgasm, overstimulation, degradation/dumbification, name calling, cockwarming????, face fucking, cum eating, sir kink, minor daddy kink, BUT SOME MINOR AFTERCARE BAYBEEEEEE🤣💕😭 kdjfhks this is more smut than it is plot which is rly the concept of this series but i really did get lost in the sauce on this one, so enjoy!💕💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - x - x - x - x

“H--Hello?”

“Are you fucking Wonwoo?” Your sleepy eyes try to adjust to the morning sunlight seeping through your bedroom curtains as Mingyu’s eerily calm voice filters through the receiver. “Hello? Can you hear me? I asked you a question??” You can almost register the eye roll that’s surely on his face right about now.

“Wh--what? Wait, I--”

“I’m just asking if you’re fucking Wonwoo, it’s really a yes or no question.” How the fuck did he even know?

“I--I, how--but--” There’s a scoff on the other end as you sit up, checking the clock as it reads 8:51AM. Why was Mingyu even awake?

“I literally live with the guy and for the record, Seokmin’s a fuckin’ chatterbox. You don’t think his big ass mouth wasn’t spillin’ the beans last night? He practically threw himself at me last night after you left to tell me about your little rendezvous in the hallway restroom. Which I had to disinfect, by the way.” Fuckin’ Seokmin. It’s quiet on the other end as you sit and try to wake yourself up a little more before you reply.

“Well?”

“Mingyu, give me a fuckin’ second.” He laughs, a groan heard through the phone before you hear his bedsheets rustling. “Also for the record, I’m not mad or anything. We’re friends and I just want to know what’s going on with you. Wonwoo’s an interesting choice for someone like you though.” Someone like you?

“What does that even mean, Mingyu?”

“Oh, y’know, Wonwoo’s one of the quieter ones around here. He acts like a dad sometimes and keeps everyone in order. I dunno, that never seemed like your type to me. Unless that is your type? But hey, I’m not mad at it. Are you two dating or somethin’?” Haha.

“No.”

Something about your conversation with Mingyu makes you feel a little weird and you can’t shake the feelings even when you step past the doorframe of the campus library. Wonwoo catches your eye at the receptionist table, silently willing you to walk over to him when his eyes meet yours.

“Hi, Wonwoo.” You take in his features, watching as his jaw clenches slightly. He peers around the room, making sure everyone is out of earshot before he whispers over the table.

“Meet me in the empty study room at the end of the long hall. The very last room. 10 minutes.” There’s a blush on your cheeks as you turn away from him, weaving through the various bookshelves as if you were browsing. Something about his demeanor seemed off but you didn’t know what. Maybe he was upset that Seokmin had basically told everyone his business? Regardless, you knew the study room that was at the end of the hall was completely abandoned. The few times he had cornered you were in other study rooms that hadn’t been that far into the library, so you were curious and a little nervous as to why he’d ask you to meet him there in particular.

But you listen, watching other various students pass by as you slowly make your way through the aisles until you’re near the designated room where Wonwoo had asked you to go to; stopping periodically to sift through the books on the shelves, uninterestedly grabbing a few to make it look like you had an actual purpose to be there other than seeing the fox eyed male. Eventually, it draws closer to the 10 minute mark so you look in both directions before you put your hand on the doorknob and twist.

The light flickers on once you enter the said room, setting your things down onto the table that’s seemingly been cleaned prior to you showing up. Wonwoo is still nowhere in sight so you take a seat, getting comfortable as you pop open one of the books you picked off the shelf.

A couple minutes pass in silence before the doorknob rattles behind you; quietly closing the book as you turn in your chair to face the bespectacled male standing in the doorway.

“On your knees.”

Wonwoo is mad, that’s for sure. Or upset? All you knew at this point was that he was surely over his break time by now.

He didn’t really explain anything.

But the way his hands pull on your hair hard enough to make you cry has you theorizing what could’ve happened.

Thankfully he’s kind enough to let you touch yourself; your lower half completely bare as your fingers drag across your wet folds, slowly inserting in a finger. You relax your throat at the same time, letting Wonwoo let out whatever frustrations he’s got by fucking your throat open.

“Fuuuuuck, your mouth feels incredible around me.” There’s a growl at the end of Wonwoo’s words and you can’t deny the way it sends a thrum of arousal through your body as you whimper around him. You try to look up at him through bleary eyes, cheeks already stained with drying tears. “Mmmph?” He chuckles lowly, thrusting his cock into your mouth until your lips meet the base of it. You swallow around him by reflex, fresh hot tears springing to your eyes when he holds you there.

“My dumb little slut wants me to fuck her ‘lil wet pussy, hmm? I can see how wet you are from here, princess.” He pulls you off of his cock; the air flooding your lungs as you sputter. “Get up from the floor, you cumslut. I want you bent over the table.”

You get up on shaky legs, sniffling and wiping at your tears with the back of your hand as you position yourself over the table.

“Let me see how wet you are, princess.” You reach behind you, spreading your folds open to let Wonwoo see how wet your pussy was. “Think your slutty pussy is wet enough for my cock?”

“Yuh--Yes, s-sir…” Wonwoo takes your word, positioning himself at your entrance before he bottoms out in one thrust, a loud moan cutting through the air as you clench around him.

“Ah, W-Won--Wonwoo…”

Your nails dig into the table underneath you as he starts an unrelenting pace, your eyes rolling back when he slams into your g-spot. “Fuh---fuck, s-sir!! Please, right t-there!!” He brings a hand down onto your ass, slapping the skin until it blooms into a pretty red.

“Does my cock feel good inside your tight pussy? Hmm? You dumb little slut, all you know how to do is take my cock.” You can hear his cruel laugh; drool dripping onto the table as your head starts to feel fuzzy.

“C-can I cu--cum, please?”

“No. And if you do, you’ll be sorry.” You whimper, trying to stave off the pleasure building up inside. And when Wonwoo feels you getting tighter around him, he pulls out, letting you catch your breath as he effectively edges you. You can feel a trickle of sweat down the side of your face, thankful that you’d at least stripped off some of your clothes. But you turn your head to the side, noticing Wonwoo’s still mostly dressed except for the stupid sweater vest he decided was too precious to get dirty.

You watch as he strokes his cock, his mouth open slightly as he lets out quiet moans.

“Mm, Won---s-sir, please put your cock i-inside of me…”

“Did you finally calm down?”

“Yes, sir…” The pleasure inside of you is still building when Wonwoo re-enters you, starting his quick pace again. The room fills with the sounds of your moans and skin slapping, the air feeling thick around you. He edges you 3 more times; pulling out when he feels you about to cum.

And after a few minutes, you can’t help but sob, knowing full well there wasn’t a chance you could stop your orgasm this time; legs shaking as you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood.

There’s a moment where you feel your body go slack, static going through your mind as you cum. You can barely register Wonwoo growling behind you, his thrusts becoming inconsistent as he fucks you through your orgasm. You feel your body twitching, feeling his cum filling up your pussy as you clench around him, milking his cock.

“Fuck, did you just squirt?”

“H-huh?”

“Filthy ‘lil thing, you got my work pants all dirty. How do you think I’m going to explain this one?”

Wonwoo slips his cock from inside of you, his cum trickling down your thighs as you whimper against the table underneath you. “I’m, mmh, s-sorry I--I didn’t r-realize I--”

“Sorry? I don’t think ‘sorry’ is going to cut it, princess. I’m going to have to punish you. But you’ll be good and take it, won’t you?”

“Y-yes, sir…”

Wonwoo slaps your ass once, watching as a drop of cum hits the floor. “Get up on the table and spread your legs.”

“B--But I’m--”

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

You find it in your best interest to listen to Wonwoo, urging your tired legs to work as you turn around so you can sit on the table somehow. And your eyes catch the wet droplets all over his work chinos; thankfully not super visible due to them being black.

Once you manage to get your tired body onto the table, you spread your legs wide, holding them open with whatever strength you have left.

Wonwoo drops to his knees in front of you, licking the stripes of cum off of your thighs as a blush grows on your face. Something about him licking his own cum off of you was undeniably… hot. And he continues this, kissing and licking at your skin until it’s clean, his tongue lapping at your folds.

“Push my cum out.”

You whimper, body already exceedingly sensitive as he laps at your pussy, catching the cum that spills out of you on his tongue. And when he’s had enough, he stands, tangling a hand into your hair as he tilts your head up to meet his in a sloppy kiss.

His tongue licks at the seam of your lips, your mouth opening in a moan at the feeling. Wonwoo pushes his cum into your mouth, smirking against your lips after he’s pushed all the sticky substance inside as he silently waits for you to swallow it; only pulling away when he knows you have.

“You’re such a good little slut for me. But we’re not done here yet.” He lets go of your hair, adjusting his glasses a second later before he wraps a hand around his cock. You were surprised he was still hard even after cumming once, but you also couldn’t deny how much you still wanted him to fuck you more.

The two of you were clearly having a bit of an off morning, so you were honestly thankful Wonwoo was in a bit of a mood.

“Ready for my cock again, princess?”

“Y--yes, sir…”

“Spit on my cock then, cumslut.” The angle is a bit awkward but you manage; a glob of spit and remnants of his cum landing on his shaft before he smears it all over his cock. And he doesn’t wait another second, thrusting into you in one swift motion as he bottoms out.

“I want you to be a good little slut and cum on my cock just like this.” Shit. You mewl, wiggling your hips slightly. “But--But…”

“What’s wrong? My dumb ‘lil princess can’t cum unless I’m fucking your cunt? Just having my cock inside you isn’t enough?” You clench your jaw, clenching around his cock. A few minutes pass like that, small whimpers leaving you the entire time Wonwoo watches you.

10 minutes pass, feeling like it’s been 30, when you can’t take it anymore. The head of Wonwoo’s cock is snug against your g-spot and if he just moved a little bit, you were sure you could cum. But he gives you a harsh glare, daring you to disobey him.

“S--sir, can y-you please touch my--my clit?”

“If you wanna cum, you can do it yourself.”

You nod shakily, keeping one hand on your leg and trailing the other towards your swollen nub, drawing circles around it as you cry out. “I---I---Mmh!”

Your thighs tremble as you cum, Wonwoo’s hand batting yours away as he rubs your clit harshly, milking your orgasm as your walls flutter around him.

“See? I knew you could cum just from my cock inside of you, princess.” The cocky lilt in Wonwoo’s voice has you mewling, small cries of his name leaving your mouth as the oversensitivity really sets in. He lets you catch your breath for a second before he pulls all the way out, only keeping the head of his cock inside before he thrusts all the way in, slamming into your cervix.

“Such a greedy little slut. Squirting all over me and cumming three times? I fuckin’ spoil you and your fuckin’ pussy don’t I, princess?”

“Mmh…yuh---yes, daddy...” A smirk graces Wonwoo’s lips, his hands gripping your thighs as he pulls you towards him. “Daddy, huh?” He scoffs, digging his nails into your skin as he grinds into you.

“D--daddy, I, ngh, I--ca--can’t…”

“You will. Your ‘lil pussy is still so tight around me, princess.” You feel breathless and like your brain has turned to mush. But he wasn’t wrong. Despite how tired you already were, you could already feel another orgasm building up inside of you.

“Da--daddy!”

“C’mon, princess. Cum on my cock. Isn’t that what you know best? Getting daddy’s cock wet?” You nod feverishly, letting your back meet the table as the tiredness takes over. Wonwoo keeps your legs spread open, watching his cock disappearing into your pussy.

“Dumb little cockslut. Letting me fill your slutty ‘lil pussy with my cum. So good for me, princess.”

Hot tears spring to your eyes as you feel your third orgasm come to a head; the tension in your body snapping as your back arches off of the table. Wonwoo fucks you through your orgasm again, unloading his cum inside of you for the second time with a groan.

You momentarily black out, garbled noises leaving your lips and body going weak as Wonwoo slips his cock from your body.

When you come to after a few minutes, Wonwoo’s got you laying down on the floor cleaned and dressed; his book bag underneath your head as a pillow.

“Fuck, I thought I fucked you into a coma.”

“Ugh…”

“Are you okay? Drink some of this water, sweetheart.” He helps you sit up, bringing a water bottle to your mouth. You hadn’t realized how raw and sore your throat was, the cool liquid soothing you almost immediately. “Maybe we should’ve had a safe word.”

You clear half the water bottle, a satisfied sigh on your lips afterwards. “S’okay… I wanted you to be rough with me… But I do have a question?” Wonwoo nods, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “Shoot.”

“What got you so… upset? I, um, I mean Mingyu called me this morning to ask about u-us and it kind of put me in a weird mood so…”

“Oh, no, princess I’m not mad about that. They were going to find out eventually, it was only a matter of time.”

“Oh.” He chuckles, sitting on the floor next to you. “Actually, I signed up to go on an excavation trip with one of my archeology professors and I was rejected. He told me before I applied that I was overqualified so I was a sure fire choice to be included and I wasn’t. He didn’t really have an explanation for me either.”

“Wonwoo, I’m sorry…” You place a hand on his forearm, squeezing it in comfort.

“It’s whatever, I’m the one that should be sorry, I shouldn’t have taken it out on you like that. Guess I was angrier about it than I thought.”

“It’s okay… I think we’ve both had a weird day.. Oh my god! Wait, shouldn’t you be working!?” The panic is clear in your voice as you attempt to stand up, shaky legs folding underneath you as your butt hits the carpeted floor.

“I told Joshua I was leaving early, nobody even knows we’re back here.” He adjusts his glasses, running a hand through his silver locks. You settle back down, playing with the hem of your shirt as the two of you settle into silence.

“Um, I’m--I’m glad your pants are dry?” He scoffs jokingly, eyes glancing downward at the now drying material.

“Yeah, you’re lucky I decided to wear my black chinos to work today or else you would’ve really been in some shit.”

[xannerz]

me rewatching ratgt and being reminded of how the the party was not only written as a bunch of incompetent, uncharacteristically passive NPCs, but also how absolutely dismissive and wack rapunzel's responses to cass were throughout the whole thing

[rosasamuels]

THE CHARACTER STATISTICS

FULL NAME — rosalind florence samuels

NICKNAME — rosa, rosie sometimes

D.O.B. — august 6th, 1999

LINK TO THEIR PINTEREST BOARD OR TAG ON YOUR BLOG — board | tag

STAR SIGN / MOON & RISING — leo sun, gemini moon, pisces rising

MBTI — istp - the virtuoso

MORAL ALIGNMENT — chaotic good

MARITAL STATUS & SEXUALITY — single & bisexual

LANGUAGES — english and . incredibly basic french n spanish tho she wants to become fluent

TALENTS / HOBBIES — singing, guitar, debating, baking, knitting tbh, gymnastics, soccer, tennis, baseball

TOP 5 MUSICIANS — florence and the machine, fleetwood mac, backstreet boys/nsync/one direction i kno thts 3 bt >_> any boy bands she jst loves......., halsey, amy shark

FAVOURITE BOOK — she was obsessed w everything twilight including the books tbh, the narnia series too, likes a lot of poetry now esp richard siken

FAVOURITE FILM & TV SHOW — she’s still obsessed w the twilight movies. now tht her n lana live together they have 1000 marathons its a lot., eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, little miss sunshine, tangled, mulan / new girl, parks and rec, grey’s anatomy, the foster’s....... jst either rly straight to the point sit coms or gut punch drama soapy shows

FAVOURITE VIDEO GAME — she never rly got into video games but she 100% has 90% of the just dance dance’s memorized

WHAT DID THEY DO THIS PAST SUMMER? — just hung out in lovell with friends, kinda got up to chaos/trouble which isnt too out of her character cuz she can easily get dragged into things but some events did Change her. fr the better? stay tuned to find out.................

WHERE HAVE THEY TRAVELLED? — nowhere special, jst a few places in the states i think

DO THEY TAKE ANY PRESCRIPTIONS? — no

DO THEY HAVE ANY DIAGNOSIS’S? — she saw a therapist a few times after her sister passed that explained she had some trauma related to her death but that’s about it

FICTIONAL CHARACTER THEY ARE MOST LIKE? — hmmm.......... i think for sure cristina yang (grey’s anatomy), noora (skam), spencer hastings (pretty little liars), n marianne sheridan a wee bit (normal people)

ARE THEY EMPLOYED? WHERE DO THEY WORK? — no she’s just focusing on being a student currently tbh

WERE THEY POPULAR IN HIGH SCHOOL? — no she didn’t rly like a lot of ppl n wasnt exactly warm to anyone tht wasnt her friend LKSHGLHLGKDHSD

DO THEY DO DRUGS? — like . barely at all she hasnt tried much either it jst makes her nervous

DRINK? — yes

SMOKE CIGARETTES? — she’s tried it but not regularly by any means.........

SMOKE WEED? — yes

WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE DID THEY GROW UP? — rochester, new york then pretty much immediately moved to connecticut n grew up there

DO THEY PLAN TO GO TO GRAD SCHOOL? — yes!

WHAT ARE THEIR PLANS POST-GRADUATION? — she wants to become a gender studies professor

PARENTS NAMES — i knew their dad was john and i had to check james’ task for this cuz we never even rly . discussed their moms name bt carol sounds abt right

DO THEY HAVE SIBLINGS? NAMES & AGES? — yes tatiana (23 when deceased), viktor (24), mili (22)

DO THEY HAVE PETS? TYPES & NAMES? — no :/

ARE THEY RELIGIOUS? WHAT IS THEIR RELIGION IF SO? — christian tho she’s . not rly a bible thumper or anything

HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE THEY SLEPT WITH? — 6 i think..... that feels right.

WHAT VEHICLE DO THEY DRIVE? IF THEY DON’T DRIVE, HOW DO THEY TRAVEL AROUND TOWN? — she doesn’t have a license n pretty exclusively relied on her siblings to drive her around when she was younger bt now tht she has more gal pals she asks them for rides if she needs them titters

DESCRIBE THEIR FASHION — sweaters and mom jeans a lot.............. lots and lots of overalls, she does like fun patterns/designs, lots of funky colours on her sweaters, has abt 3 pairs of the same striped pants in 3 diff colours, if she does wear a t-shirt it’s probably a band tee or something oversized and flowy, has a lot of bracelets she likes to wear cuz of sentimental value, if she’s in pj’s they’re 100% some sort of childish matching set frankly

DO THEY PREFER TO BE BEHIND THE CAMERA OR IN FRONT OF IT? — behind

DO THEY BELIEVE ANY OF THE STORIES ABOUT RADCLIFFE? WHICH ONES? — not overly, she’s kinda taught herself not to believe i any Out There stories after growing up with viktor who made freaking rosa out with made up stories one of his fave pass times when they were kids LKSHDGKLHSDLGKHSDG

DO THEY THINK THE MOTHMAN IS HOT? — no, sorry buddy

A QUOTE THAT DESCRIBES THEM —  “Sometimes I come to hate people because they can’t see where I am. I’ve gone empty, completely empty and all they see is the visual form; my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat.”

A SONG THAT THEY WOULD RELATE TO — god must be doing cocaine - charlotte lawrence

[neopuff]

so i wnna start watching the tangled series and catch up. but im only rlly in it for the ladies cuz im gay af. what episodes wud u recommend? do you have a list? what episodes shud i skip? :0

SO if you just want plot relevant + really gay eps then here’s the ones you need (but imo theres only a few bad eps in the series, most episodes have a good amount of cass and raps interaction) bolded for the gayest eps:

Tangled: Before Ever After

1x02 - What the Hair?!

1x04 - Challenge of the Brave

1x05 - Cassandra vs Eugene

1x07 - In Like Flynn (this isnt an important ep for them but i just think cass and raps are rly cute in it)

1x08 - Great Expotations

1x09 - Under Raps

1x11 - Pascal’s Story (not needed but this is a great ep)

1x12 - Big Brothers Of Corona (cass/raps sideplot)

1x16 - Queen For A Day

1x17 - Painter’s Block

1x18 - Not In the Mood (this is such a funny ep plz)

1x19 - The Quest For Varian

1x20 - The Alchemist Returns

1x21 - Secret of the Sundrop

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2x01 - Beyond the Corona Walls

2x03 - Goodbye and Goodwill

2x05 - Freebird

2x07 - Keeper of the Spire (iirc theres an important plot thing in this ep if im wrong thats my b)

2x10 - Happiness Is…

2x13 - The Eye of Pincosta (not needed but a GREAT ep)

2x14 - Rapunzel and the Great Tree

2x16 - Rapunzel: Day One

2x17 - Mirror, Mirror

2x19 - Rapunzeltopia (you can probably watch this without 2x17 but eh)

2x20 - Lost and Found

2x21 - Destinies Collide

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3x01 - Rapunzel’s Return

3x02 and 3x03 both have some Cass scenes but the rest of the eps are shrug

3x05 - No Time Like the Past

3x06 - Beginnings

3x09 - Be Very Afraid

3x11 - Islands Apart

3x12 - Cassandra’s Revenge

3x13 - Race to the Spire

3x14 - A Tale of Two Sisters

3x16 - Once a Handmaiden…

3x17 (series finale) - Plus Est En Vous

anyway i think this list covers all the good Girls! eps and plot relevant eps, if i missed any im sure someone will tell me (but again theres only a few eps that i dont care much about otherwise its a very good show a+ 10/10 recommend)

[starsreign]

☆ /  @irnmaidn​ :  🌠 give me all of them !!! 💖            SEND 🌠 && I'LL RECOMMEND A PLOT FOR US TO TRY OUT !!  || accepting !!

i added a few recently too so like...this gonna be long sry....

☆ AHRI.   i mean...would cass like to meet a sexy fox spirit ?? because she could if she wants !! she’s curious && fairly cordial but she’s very deadly && mysterious && just kind of comes off with an air of uncertainty whether u should trust her or not && i think that’d be fun with cass cause we kno she loves dangerous mysterious women with a taste for biting wit. but in my tangled verse it’s similar to her canon -- she’s a fox spirit && has been alive for so long, ever searching for where her people like her are && where she came from. so perhaps cass could run into her && help ahri post series ?? or she could simply be along for the ride with mysterious && selfish reasons she won’t say but either way it’s always interesting to think about when her cloak finally drops && cass gets to find out about the fox ears && nine tails ;’) also she’d probably flirt with cass sry not sry

☆ NEEKO.   iiim admittedly still working on her tangled verse cause she’s a chameleon but pls love my lesbian chameleon girl she deserves the world tbh ?? she’s extremely sweet despite her entire tribe being destroyed && killed && she FELT every single bit of it && felt her people fade away. she’s pure sunshine but she WILL fight when she has to, when there’s no other option or when people with good sho’ma are endangered. she’s looking to make a new tribe for herself now -- made up of everyone, not just oovi-kat, so she really takes in everyone who she can && who is willing. she can shapeshift by extending her sho’ma to other’s sho’ma which is a sort of spiritual essence && she can borrow their appearance, gain current emotional state && recent memories to better camouflage as them && immediately kno friend from foe so i think it’d be rly neat tbh for cass to encounter that ?? plus with neeko she wouldn’t have to open up too much or have to fight to express her emotions or voice them since neeko can feel && sense && taste emotion -- they have colours && tastes to her. she can also split herself into two, sending out a clone of herself while she becomes invisible && has a lot of floral / plant based magic as well so i think she’d rly vibe with ur cass portrayal !! but tbh she’s very chipper upbeat && kinda rapunzely personality wise -- she’s just very curious about the world && wants to learn everything since she was from a magical tribe that isolated themselves from the world, so for hundreds of years she’s literally ONLY known her tribe && their home && it’s EXTREMELY different from the world ?? she’s so used to not physically speaking && just extending sho’ma && reading emotions from each other, so she struggles with communication && that can frustrate her sometimes, but she’s knows emotions && she can see past like faking things or past all those walls she’s got up !! it’d be neat...theyd be....cute tbh... i rambled too much but i just rly love neeko sm n if u wanna kno more about her or any of these u can ask too !! also...not for nothing but neeko rly rly loves n swoons for strong badass ladies !!

☆ KINDRED.    kindred is literally just...y’kno...death, the grim reaper whatever u wanna call them !! they’re as old as the concept of death && started as one man who cleaved himself in two so he’d have a friend -- they understand the deep pain of loneliness despite having each other now because they were born from loneliness. they’d sense that from her && i think there’s plenty of times she could have met them, when death was near to her or around her && theyre certainly not entirely happy about her resurrection. they’re easily translatable into any verse but they are very ethereal && magical && love to play with people. so anything considering death. near death or perhaps just running into them if cass happens near a particularly brutal bandit robbery about to take place on the road that ultimately she wont be able to stop even if they tell her about it :’)

☆ HANA.   hjdksmd u kno i love these already n all we’ve talked about aa !! but also i’d literally be up for anything i love them sm already !! but like ?? soft moments ?? cass getting to come to her kingdom ?? getting to pilot the mechs n getting to just uuhhhh live her life be free n be happy ??

but also :eyes: hehe what if we also have a plotline where hana finds out about the moonstone thing n meets her while she has the moonstone n tries to talk her down :’) possibly mushy stuff they don’t wanna say could come out too mayhaps :thinking:

☆ AMITY.   she’s a little witch !! in her tangled verse she’s still a witch but she && her family are more in hiding about their powers && school so they’re all hidden away but amity’s family is a very, very noble family with a lot of money && power -- which extends to magic too lol. but it’d be Neat to meet cass n like amity looking up to her ?? she’s a lot like cass tbh, pretentious mean girl type who is rly rly icy n mean n sassy on the outside but she’s soft inside she just CANNOT show weakness n she oof is rly oppressed by her family n standards set for her n she ALSO has a crush on a sunshine girl who happens to be human. n she reads to younger kids n helps them out she’s softe secretly...just has a lot of pressure on her -- her parents wont let her hang around witches with lesser talent either. they’d get along i think after like tension but she’s just a lil teen witch n needs a good strong role model but she could also help cass out with the whole magic thing ykno ?? 

☆ PERFUMA.   ooooh they’d be cute !! perfuma is just...so sweet n positive n !! i’d love to interact with her in any of ur she.ra verses or i could absolutely try to fit her into a tangled verse but i’d absolutely want to keep her plant powers but that’d be neat with ur cass n her powers too !!

oh !! or aaalso, concept: we could have perfuma interacting with chrys !! n like when her n cass start working with the princess alliance n her helping them out n giving them insider info even if shes nervous n its dangerous n just perfuma helping her with that n giving her pep talks about her being brave ?? helping her with fashion stuff, helping her adjust to life where her sister can’t help as much ?? that’d be so cute bhadjksbh

☆ AKALI.   hehehee akali n cass would be hilarious at first i swear it -- they’re both headstrong, stubborn && sassy tbh. she’s from an order of acolytes that try to keep the balance of the spiritual / magical realm && the outside realms; she was raised in it && her mother && father were higher ups && very powerful in the order -- her father died in an attack led by her master’s friend on the order && they had to flee && try to remake with smaller ranks when she was very young. she succeeded her mother as the fist of the shadow but could not vibe with the way her master wasn’t taking action like she wanted to -- she wanted to restore balance in her way && she wanted to spill blood to do it because that’d be the only way to do it, so as an adult she just peaced off to do it her own way. && tbh that could fit in with a tangled verse -- just in the shadows, keeping the balance of magic unseen to most. she’s a trained assassin && she can literally throw three kunai && pierce three different hearts while in the midst of a smoke bomb like she’s insanely good -- she is also tiny n has some amazing muscles on her arms back && has very visible abs n she sexy n she kills me daily !! but they could get along ?? she does some magic but she was never the best at it tbh but depending on where in the timeline they meet it could be interesting ?? like s1 would be neat for her to meet someone like akali ?? another strong woman fighter but she also comes from a place that praised women’s strength instead of putting it down -- buuuuut she was hiiiighly ignored by her own mother in favour of another neophyte growing up so....ykno...Mood right ?? it stings a lot -- she saved everyone from a corrupted tree spirit n had the girl she looked up to spit in her face because she lost her leg n blamed it on akali && then her mother praised the girl instead of akali despite the other kids telling her what akali had done n singlehandedly dragged them to safety n she was like around nine or ten or so at the time... but it’d be cool if they met s1 n got to kno each other n maaaybe akali joins them on their journey since it has a lot to do with restoring the magical balance of the world n they could use a master assassin but also...the angst with cass taking the moonstone n the conflict akali would face about having to oust her cause ykno...shes fucking up the balance n thats her ykno....entire purpose riiiip

☆ WIDOWMAKER.   IDK BUT OOF i love widow. i haven’t thought about a tangled verse or a fantasy verse but like uuhhh something about being a french noblewoman married to a freedomfighter but ending up being brainwashed by some magical sect or talon but they’re part of zhan tiris crew or whatever ?? might be neat. she killed her husband && she’s just a little bit possessed now && a ruthless killer. so maaaaaybe....her trying to stop them on their journey to the dark kingdom ?? but her brainwashing starts wearing off the more she’s away from the source tbh -- but also, she’d be on cass’ side when she has the moonstone n honestly that’s very powerful, she’d have a very powerful ally to keep her on track && help like tell her she’s doing great because in the end she’s on zhan tiris side && she can probably see her the whole time && would be working to help get her back to power. also up in the air whether she ends up regaining herself later on && helping cass escape or whatever but she’d feel intensely guilty yikes but anyway i think it’d be honestly rly rly interesting n i’d love to do something with this if u’d be up for it bhdajkmd n like i said we can talk about any of these if u want too !! 

☆ BENSON.   i have zero ideas for this right now because his series is just so far removed from tangled....it’s a post apocalyptic universe where there’s extremely large animals some of which can talk n want to destroy humans who all live under the surface mostly except the ones who try to survive on the surface. TBH u’d love it...i think u’d love wolf specifically too ?? i dont wanna spoil anything but yeah it might be something u might enjoy ??

but also like mlm wlw solidarity pls ?? he’s a pretty carefree but smart gay teen, he’d get along pretty well with her n play off her iciness cause he’s just like that ?? he started off just caring only for himself n his bug buddy n just thieving a lot but like got a lot of character development -- but i guess he could be a thief in tangled verse ?? n like grow out of it or she could show him there’s better ways n stuff ?? idk...

[lykkefm]

            hello   my   lovely   humans      !      it’s   lina   ,   back   again   w   another   muse   bc   lbr   i   have   no   self   control   n   u   deserve   better   than   the   piece   of   trash   that   is   atlas      !      so   ,   i   hereby   introduce   u   to   my   entirely   new   bby   aka   lykke      !      it’s   the   first   time   i’ve   played   a   muse   like   this   so   pls   bear   w   me   angels   while   i   figure   her   out   adkjfgkn   but   if   u   would   like   to   plot   ,   pls   hit   that   ❤️   or   if   u   prefer   msg   me   on   my   discord   @𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐧’𝐬   𝐫𝐞𝐝   𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖊#0369      !

chicago’s   very   own   𝐥𝐲𝐤𝐤𝐞   ��𝐚̈𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫   has   been   spotted   on   madison   avenue   driving   a   𝐛𝐦𝐰   𝟐   𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬   𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞́   ,   welcome   !   your   resemblance   to   𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆   𝒔𝒌𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓   is   unreal   .   according   to   tmz   ,   you   just   had   your   𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲   -   𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡   birthday   bash   .   your   chance   of   surviving   new   york   is   uncertain   because   you’re   𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬   ,   but   being   𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐱   might   help   you   .   i   think   being   a   𝒍𝒆𝒐   explains   that   .   3   things   that   would   paint a better   picture   of   you   would   be   𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩   𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬   ,   𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞   𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫   ,   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬   𝐨𝐟   𝐚   𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬   𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭   .   (   𝒎𝒚   𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔   𝒊𝒏   𝒂   𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒅   𝒊𝒏   𝒎𝒚   𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔   𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒚   )   &   (   𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎   +   𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛   )

:   /   /   𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔   .

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋   𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   :   lykke   (   happiness   ,   good   fortune   )   freja   (   lady   ,   noblewoman   )   zähringer   (   i   couldn’t   find   a   meaning   but   it’s   probs   smth   Schmancy   )   .

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒   :   alright   listen   ,   ,   her   parents   chose   her   name   so   it   wouldn’t   b   shortened   so   !   have   fun   w   this   !

𝐀𝐆𝐄   :   twenty   -   four   .

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘   :   august   3rd   .

𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂   :   leo   .

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑   :   female   .

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒   :   she   &   her   .

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋   &   𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂   𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   :   pansexual   &   panromantic   .

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘   :   american   .

𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘   :   caucasian   (   danish   &   american   )

𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐒   :   the   astrophile   ,   the   paracosmist   ,   the   aquaphile   .

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   :   former   olympic   swimmer   ,   currently   a   lead   actress   in   netflix’s   fiercer   things   .

𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇   :   10   million   dollars   .

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒   :   adaptive   ,   affability   ,   benevolent   ,   creative   ,   compassionate   ,   dependable   ,   enthusiastic   ,   honest   ,   merciful   ,   open   -   minded   ,   sincere   .

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒   :   absentminded   ,   ascetic   ,   breezy   ,   competitive   ,   dreamy   ,   earthy   ,   emotional   ,   predictable   ,   questioning   ,   whimsical   .

:   /   /   𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔   .

deep   conversations   ,   loose   hair   ,   the   constellations   of   a   cloudless   night   ,   messy   ponytails   ,   bare   feet   in   the   mornings   ,   half   finished   mugs   of   coffee   ,   music   through   iphone   speakers   ,   the   smell   of   rain   in   the   air   ,   tangled   hair   ties   ,   half   used   tubs   of   hand   cream   ,   rolled   up   sleeves   of   an   oversized   sweater   ,   dogeared   pages   ,   paint   stained   jeans   ,   an   unchanged   bedside   clock   ,   warm   tea   ,   good   books   ,   soft   pillows   ,   blinking   neon   lights   .

:   /   /   𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒚   .

           as   the   daughter   of   a   well   -   known   danish   director      &      a   world   -   renowned   american   makeup   mogul   ,   lykke   was   born   into   a   world   of   luxury      &      a   world   full   of   endless   possibilities   .   she   had   ,   essentially   ,   the   whole   world   resting   on   the   palm   of   her   hand   .   raised   in   chicago   ,   but   bouncing   between   her   family’s   permanent   home   there   to   the   residence   they   owned   in   los   angeles   was   difficult   ,   but   as   the   youngest   of   four      &      a   child   who’s   mind   was   constantly   buzzing   with   ideas   ,   lykke   didn’t   mind   .

her   upbringing   was   relatively   relaxed   .   her   parents   ,   who   had   busy   lives   as   it   was   always   tried   to   make   time   for   their   children   ,      &      as   their   oldest   began   to   disperse      &      follow   their   own   path   ,   lykke   was   left   alone   most   of   the   time   .   she   didn’t   mind   ,   however   ,   because   with   alone   time   came   more   time   to   let   her   imagination   run   wild   .   she   was   always   a   creative   child   ,   always   thinking   that   believing   isn’t   seeing      &      so   the   thought   of   adventure      &      it’s   endless   possibilities   was   enthralling   to   her   .

she   was   young      &      free      ;      she   had   a   magnetic   aura   that   captivated   just   about   everyone   in   the   room   ,   but   that’s   not   what   made   her   special   .   lykke   was   ,   as   her   teachers   would   say   ,   an   enigma   .   she   was   smart   all   the   while   being   unburdened   by   knowledge   .   she   was   skeptical   of   life’s   meaning   but   at   the   same   time   ,   she   believed   in   the   impossible   .   she   pushed   the   boundaries      &      in   the   end   ,   it   not   only   made   her   a   valuable   friend   but   an   extraordinary   student   .   she   was   inquisitive   ,   always   keen   to   learn   new   things   ,      &      always   dove   head   first   into   new   opportunities   .

it   was   because   of   her   determination      &      participation   in   school’s   extracurricular   activities   that   she   was   persuaded   to   join   her   high   school’s   swim   team   .   swimming   was   ,   of   course   ,   the   activity   she   enjoyed   the   most   at   school   ,   but   she   never   thought   she   would   create   a   career   out   of   it   .   but   still   ,   she   agreed      &      was   fast   approaching   becoming   the   best   in   her   class   .   she   was   a   fast   learner   ,   taking   every   opportunity   to   practice      &      before   she   knew   it   ,   she   was   at   the   top   of   her   class   .   she   was   extremely   valued   not   only   by   her   team   members   but   by   her   coach   ,      &      at   one   particular   swimming   competition   ,   a   representative   for   the   olympic   swim   team   came   scouting   for   recruits      &      took   lykke   under   his   wing   almost   immediately   .

she   was   a   promising   little   thing   ,   however   a   little   too   inexperienced   in   big   competitions   ,   but   she   would   go   far   .   so   ,   to   prepare   for   when   she’d   join   the   olympic   team   .   she   was   thrown   into   national   competitions   ,   opting   for   homeschooling   while   she   travelled   for   all   the   competitions   she   had   to   attend   .   needless   to   say   ,   she   loved   it   .   being   in   the   water   gave   her   a   sort   of   freedom   she’d   never   felt   before   ,      &      the   thrill   of   the   competition   strove   her   to   do   better   .   she   rose   to   success   so   quickly   that   ,   on   the   eve   of   her   eighteenth   birthday   ,   it   was   announced   she   would   be   join   the   olympic   team   in   the   2016   olympic   games   .

the   build   up   to   the   olympics   was   immense   .   lykke   was   thrown   into   training   more   arduous   than   what   she’d   ever   experienced   ,   but   she   loved   every   part   of   it   .   she   loved   the   adrenaline   running   through   her   veins      &      she   loved   more   than   anything   ,   being   a   part   of   a   team   .   in   the   games   she   would   compete   in   the   800   metre   freestyle   race      &      the   4   x   200   metre   freestyle   relay   ,      &      the   faster   the   games   approached   ,   the    more   nervous   she   felt   .   she   had   already   successfully   won   nearly   every   competition   she   faced   leading   up   to   the   olympics   ,   but   this   was   the   real   test   in   her   eyes   .

when   it   came   to   the   games   ,   despite   her   nervous   state   ,   lykke   won   her   solo   race   .   the   thrill   of   this   made   her   want   to   win   more   ,   but   she   was   nervous   .   after   watching   the   other   team   practice      &      perform   their   own   races   ,      &      that   her   own   team   would   need   to   be   faster      &      better   in   order   to   beat   them   .   so   ,   in   her   nervous   panic   ,   when   it   was   her   turn   to   take   over   the   relay   ,   she   jumped   too   early   ,   even   though   she   knew   she   wouldn’t   clear   her   teammate   in   time   ,      &      they   both   ended   up   in   hospital      ;      her   teammate   with   a   injury   to   the   head      &      lykke   with   a   broken   collarbone   .

the   guilt   almost   destroyed   her   ,      &      she   thought   her   life   to   be   over   until   her   father   paid   off   all   involved   parties   to   keep   the   truth   quiet      &      instead   spread   the   word   that   what   happened   was   an   accident   .   lykke   still   felt   guilty   ,   though   ,      &      couldn’t   face   the   humiliation   of   being   a   part   of   the   team   again   ,   so   she   quite   acting      &      instead   opted   for   a   career   less   damaging      &      more   achievable      ;     acting   .   her   father   was   a   director   ,      &      she   was   pretty   involved   in   the   drama   department   in   school   ,   so   it   made   the   most   sense   .

she   landed   small   roles   at   first   ,   but   more   recently   lykke   landed   a   role   in   netflix’s   brand   new   hit   series   called   ‘   fiercer   things   ’   .   the   show   surrounds   vampires   ,   witches   ,      &      just   about   all   things   that   go   bump   in   the   night   ,      &      lykke   portrays   the   female   lead   called   vita   ,   a   vampire   a   little   like   rebekah   mikaelson      !

:   /   /   𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚   .

            lykke   is   a   very   bubbly   ,   very   curious   person   .   she’s   the   sort   of   girl   who   will   try   anything   once   ,   which   to   her   could   be   absolutely   anything   .   she’s   not   afraid   of   pushing   the   boundaries      &      is   the   sort   of   person   to   test   the   waters   before   making   a   decision   on   something   .   want   that   new   dress   but   not   sure   how   it’ll   look   on      ?      lykke   is   your   girl   .   the   new   hot      &      spicy   bargain   bucket   at   the   most   popular   takeaway      ?      lykke   will   take   the   bullet   for   you      &      try   it   first   .   she’s   very   adventurous       &      is   the   sort   of   person   who   will   jump   feet   first   into   any   opportunity   she   comes   across   .

but   lykke   has   a   sort   of   childish   naivety   .   she   tries   to   be   friends   with   everyone      &      is   very   good   at   blending   in   social   situations   ,   but   she   always   believes   the   best   in   people      &      very   often   ends   up   being   disappointed   when   it   turns   out   the   person   wasn’t   what   she   expected   them   to   be   .   although   she’s   loving      &      very   affectionate   ,   she   has   never   been   in   love   .   she’s   the   sort   of   person   who   dates   ,   is   in   love   with   the   idea   of   love   but   she   has   a   very   set   view   on   what   love   should   be   like   ,   so   she   crushes   a   lot   on   people   only   to   dip   when   she   doesn’t   feel   the   way   she   wants   to   feel   .

however   she   is   very   peculiar   .   she’s   smart   in   a   conventional   way   ,      &      is   always   striving   to   learn   more   in   order   to   be   better   .   in   this   way   she   is   very   competitive   ,      &      has   a   habit   of   pushing   the   boundaries   to   become   the   best   of   the   best   ,   which   often   leaves   other   people   being   pushed   out   .   but   she’s   a   very   loyal   friend      &      if   you   know   her   well   ,   you’ll   be   dragged   into   an   abundance   of   philosophical   conversations   that   will   go   on   through   early   hours   in   the   morning   over   a   bottle   of   wine      &      takeaway   food   .

:   /   /   𝒇𝒖𝒏   𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔   .

ok   im   gna   put   this   out   there   before   someone   *   coughs    *    drea    *   coughs   *   miranda   decides   to   joke   abt   it   again   ,   but   u   pronounce   lykke’s   name   like   LEA   -   KAY      !      not   lykke   totally   ,   not   lykke   pipe      (      altho   that   would   b   a   funny   snapchat   user   ty   miranda      )      but   LEA   -   KAY   .   ty   v   MUCH   that   is   all   for   this   section   .

i’m   joking   akdjfn   lykke   has   a   pet   pig   called   dakota      !      bc   she’s   weird      !      n   loves   pigs      !

when   i   say   she’s   weird   ,   i   mean   she’s   RLY   weird   n   a   huge   nerd

she’s   incredibly   involved   in   aliens   /   the   supernatural      (      as   if   playing   a   vampire   isn’t   enough   smh      )      n   probs   has   a   yt   channel   where   she   goes   ghost   hunting      !      talk   abt   OBSESSED

speaking   of   obsessed   .   .   .   she   loves   marvel   n   cries   over   tony   stark   every   .   single   .   day   .   she’s   still   not   over   endgame   n   neither   am   I   SIR      !

she’s   also   in   love   w   stefan   salvatore   bc   😊   i   need   to   channel   that   energy   somewhere      !      idc      !

she’s   also   in   love   w   space   n   is   100%   the   sort   of   person   to   ask   for   ur   star   sign   when   u   first   meet   so   she   can   peep   at   ur   horoscope   n   check   ur   compatibility

she’s   not   rly      ?      a   girl-y   girl      ?      like   she   loves   wearing   dresses   n   stuff   but   she’s   more   comfortable   in   a   pair   of   sneakers   w   some   jeans   ,   like   she   jus   likes   being   comfy      !

idk   abt   making   her   a   model   yet   ,   it   depends   on   how   i’m   feeliN   abt   the   muse   so   bear   w   me   ,   so   rn   she’s   a   retired   swimmer   n   an   actress      !

she   probs   paints   in   her   spare   time   ,   but   doesn’t   let   anyone   see   her   paintings

um   that’s   abt   it   i   think   .   .   .   we’ll   see   ASKJDFNKJ

:   /   /   𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅   𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔   .

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓   𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   honestly   jus   ppl   lykke   vibes   w   ,   ppl   who   can   accept   her   vibrant   n   weird   nature   n   ppl   who   she   trusts   more   than   ANYTHING   .   these   can   be   from   childhood   or   pretty   recent   ,   n   the   amount   doesn’t   matter   bc   we   all   love   some   cute   bffs      !      [   open   .   ]

𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐒   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   again   these   can   come   in   a   variety   of   ways   n   i’m   not   fussy   abt   how   many   exes   she’s   had   ,   either      !      lykke   is   100%   a   relationship   person   but   she’s   not   one   who   settles   ,   so   this   can   either   bring   drama    /   maybe   they   had   a   mutual   understanding   /   honestly   anything      !      [   donna   marchesi   ,   open   to   more   .   ]

𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   *   gasps   *   n   then   they   were   roommates      !      we   all   love   these   sort   of   plots   n   lykke   is   definitely   the   sort   of   person   who   HATES   being   alone      !      i’m   imagining   cute   movie   nights   n   awkward   run   -   ins   sfgkjnsd   .      [   elissa   altera   ,   1/2   open   .   ]

𝐅𝐖𝐁   /   𝐄𝐖𝐁   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   ah   the   classic      !      i   couldn’t   do   this   w   atlas   so   lykke   sry   hun      !      could   literally   be   anything   ,   besties   who   hook   up   sometimes   ,   a   literal   booty   call   w   ‘   u   up   ’   texts   ,   or   maybe   they   Hate   each   other   n   this   is   how   they   let   their   frustrations   out      !      [   open   .   ]

𝐁𝐀𝐃   𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   this   person   would   be   a   bad   influence   on   lykke   .   gets   her   to   go   out   partying   ,   do   dr*gs   n   basically   dumb   shit   that   she’s   sry   abt   later   .   corrupt   her   sweet   lil   heart      !      [   open   .   ]

𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃   𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   someone   who   lykke   acts   as   a   good   influence   on      !      she’s   the   typical   mom   friend   ,   n   needs   someone   who   she   feels   protective   over   bc   they   make   so   many   dumb   decisions   so   she’s   just   there   like   .   .   .   don’t   do   that      !      [   open   .   ]

𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   could   be   totally   unrequited   or   mutual      !      i   just   need   the   cuteness   .   ok   ty   .      [   open   .   ]

𝐂𝐎   -   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   if   ur   chara   is   an   actor   n   u   want   them   to   be   in   fiercer   things   ,   i’m   100%   here   to   support   u   on   that      !      let’s   make   it   a   whole   thing      !      [   taylor   perry   open   to   more   .   ]

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒   𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎   (   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   )   :   lykke   lived   in   chicago   all   her   life   n   has   only   recently   moved   to   nyc   ,   so   i’d   love   for   her   to   have   friends   she   knows   from   home      !      [   open   .   ]

[team-free-will-oneshots]

Figure It Out

Title: Figure It Out (part seven of the ‘Buried Secrets’ series) Summary: Dean wants - nay, needs to apologise to you... right after you and Sam slept together, landing you in the midst of a messy situation and forcing you to make a painful decision. Loosely inspired by ‘Figure it Out’ by Eliott, highly recommend u give her a listen, she’s an incredible artist !!! and not nearly well-known enough !! Pairing: Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader (fem pronouns) Warnings: some swearing, !! a n g s t !! Word Count: 3.4k

note; ah, finally, the next part of the buried secrets series... even i don’t rly know what tense i’m writing in anymore just go with it pls lmao, hope u enjoy!!

Buried Secrets Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Your phone was ringing.

You blinked sluggishly as the familiar ringtone echoed throughout the room, and thrust your hand blindly over the nightstand until you finally snagged the device between your fingers. Still half asleep, you didn’t even glance at the caller ID before you held it up to your ear, making a groggy noise of assent.

“Y/N. It’s me. We need to talk.”

And just like that, you were wide awake, mouth falling open as you felt every muscle tense. The warm arm slung over your waist moved, the bed sheets rustling as Sam glanced up at you sleepily, tangled naked against you in the bed. He squinted at you in confusion, and you cleared your throat.

“D-Dean?” you stammered. “What do you want?”

Your words fell with a harsh edge, and you winced at the coldness in your tone. Dean was quiet for a moment, and Sam’s eyes next to you widened at the mention of his brother’s name. He shot you a quizzical glance, and you shook your head quickly, anxiety twisting in your stomach when Dean spoke again.

“Uh- look, Y/N, I fucked up. I really fucked up, and- and I can’t even begin to tell you how sorry I am… I need to talk to you in person,” he finished, and you clenched your jaw.

“And what makes you think I want to talk to you?” you shot back.

“Because you haven’t hung up,” he said simply. “Please, Y/N. I need to see you.”

Your teeth worried at your lower lip, and eventually you sighed, nodding even though he couldn’t see it. It was rare for you to hear such desperation in his voice, and if you were being honest with yourself, you wanted to get closure on this, too.

“Okay,” you sighed. “Okay, um… I’ll be there soon.”

You hung up before he had a chance to reply, and you tossed your phone haphazardly to the side as you collapsed back against the headboard, exhausted despite it already being noon - judging by the bright sunlight streaking through the window, at least.

“Dean?” Sam asked, voice thick with sleep as he raised an eyebrow. You nodded, pulling up the sheets to preserve your modesty as you swallowed, hard.

“Yeah. I think he- I think he wants to apologise,” you said quietly. Sam mulled over this for a moment, his eyes never leaving yours as he considered your words.

“Do you want to forgive him?” he asked eventually. You bit your lip as you shrugged.

“I want to. Of course I want to. But… do you think I should?” you asked, and Sam gave a sympathetic smile.

“That’s up to you, Y/N. You don’t have to decide now - just hear him out. No one’s expecting you to just let it go,” he said, and you exhaled slowly as you nodded. You felt his arm move from your stomach to prop himself up against the pillow, and your cheeks warmed as the events of last night seemed to come crashing down over you. Sam lowered his gaze, staring at the sheets so firmly you half wondered if he was counting every thread.

“So, if you… if you do decide to forgive him...” he began slowly. “Where does that leave us?”

You sighed, putting your face in your hands as you shook your head and drew your knees to your chest. “I don’t know,” you whispered. “I’m sorry, Sam, I’m so sorry. This is all such a mess, I don’t…”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Sam murmured, pushing himself upright and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You leaned gratefully against his bare chest, the heat of his body seeming to melt every worry from your mind as you lost yourself in his kind embrace. “Look, you don’t have to- to make any big decisions right now. And… if you wanna cool things down between us, I get it. And it’s okay,” he said, his thumb finding your chin and tilting up your reluctant gaze until it found his.

“I just- I don’t know where I stand, Sam. I care about him, of course I care about him, and I care about you, but I never got closure with him and then us happened and god, I’ve messed everything up, I-”

“Hey, you didn’t mess anything up,” Sam firmly countered. “Last night was… it was great. I- I had a great time, but let’s be honest, we were both a bit drunk. Maybe it’s for the best that we… ease off,” he suggested, though you could see the hurt hiding behind his gentle smile, and it only made your heart ache.

“I’m sorry, Sam,” you whispered, tears pricking at your eyes. “I-I need time to figure everything out. This is so…” You sighed heavily, and he cracked a reassuring smile.

“Complicated?” he offered, and you nodded glumly.

“Yeah,” you mumbled, and he rubbed your back soothingly.

“Well… you know I’m always here for you, right? Any way you need me - best friend or otherwise,” he reminded you, and you managed a tiny smile.

“How are you so perfect?” you whispered, and he chuckled, shaking his head sheepishly.

“I’m far from perfect, Y/N,” he muttered, but as you watched the glow of his tan skin beneath the brilliant sunlight, the understanding selflessness shadowing his hazel eyes, you found his words difficult to believe.

“Well… I guess we should get back,” you whispered. “Apparently, I have an apology to listen to.”

---

Dean paced.

The idea of sitting still and waiting was abhorrent to him - his mind was racing, mouth full of words he longed to spill, and so, he paced.

His footsteps thudded on the tiled floor of the bunker’s war room, and at the slightest hint of noise, his gaze was drawn upwards to the front door. Each time, he was disappointed; met only with the dulled sheen of metal. Each time, he clenched his jaw, and continued to walk.

He wanted to make this right - needed to make this right. After his… interaction with Amara, you were the only thing on his mind. He’d screwed up with you once, and he wasn’t about to make the same mistake again.

If she even wants to take you back, his brain whispered, and he shook the painful thoughts away despite the truth with which they rang. He couldn’t think about that, not yet, not now. Whether or not you wanted to be with him was irrelevant at the moment - he needed you to know how sorry he was, that he accepted you, that you belonged here, even if it wasn’t with him.

In fact, Dean found himself so engrossed in his own ponderings that he missed the door creaking open, missed the footsteps echoing on the staircase. He missed everything except for the sound of your voice, which had him flying around in an instant.

“Dean?”

He turned to see you standing tall, shoulders back and jaw tight as Sam stood somewhat defensively behind you. Dean felt his heart break at the guarded look in your eyes - or rather, at the fact that he was the one to put it there.

“Y/N,” he barely whispered, voice coming out hoarse. He swallowed, licking his lips and trying to moisten his dry mouth as he struggled to find the words. His eyes darted to Sam, and back to you.

“Do you mind if we talk? In private?” he asked eventually. You seemed to hesitate a moment, before sharing a silent exchange with Sam and nodding.

“Okay,” you sighed heavily, and Sam took his leave, disappearing down the corridor. You and Dean both watched him leave, and once the two of you had your privacy, turned back to one another.

“So.” Your voice was hard, expression careful as you studied Dean warily. He sighed, shoulders slumping, but he quickly straightened them and cleared his throat. This wasn’t about him - he didn’t want you feeling sorry for him, not right now.

“Y/N, I…” And just like that, every sorrowful speech he’d found himself practising over the past few days seemed to disintegrate, leaving him with nothing but a leaden tongue and a heart so heavy he wasn’t sure how it hadn’t fallen from his chest. He searched blindly for the right words, and in his frantic search found himself blurting the first thing that came to mind.

“I owe you five bucks,” he stammered. You blinked, startled. Whatever you’d been expecting to hear, it clearly wasn’t that.

“I- you- what?” you asked in surprise. Dean was surprised as you were to hear the words flee his lips, but his expression melted into one of nervous amusement as he chuckled, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

“I-uh…” He swallowed. “That night, before - well, everything… when we went for a walk, I… I said that if I ever met a witch who was good, then I’d owe you five bucks. Seems like I need to pay up,” he said. His smile was anxious, eyes creased in worry that he’d fucked up this, too - but his concerns were eased when he saw you biting back a smile.

“That all?” you asked, raising an eyebrow, and he shook his head fiercely.

“No, it’s- no. God, Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he choked out. “I was- I was angry. And I know that’s not an excuse, but it’s all I’ve got. I… I felt betrayed, but that was no reason to act like - well, like that. And the moment you were gone I regretted it. Seeing you cry, it…” he trailed off, shaking his head. “It was hell. And I wanted to reach out before, but Donna said to give you space, but then I was with Amara and-”

“Wait, you what?” you demanded angrily, and Dean fell silent, perplexed at your reaction.

“I- I went looking for Amara, and she-”

“Oh my god, Dean, are you stupid? You went looking for Amara on your own? What if something had happened to you?!” you said in outrage.

“Look, it all worked out, didn’t it? I’m fine!” he said, holding out his arms. He felt pleasantly surprised at the notion that you would have been at all concerned for his wellbeing - god knew he didn’t deserve your worry.

“Anyway, that’s beside the point - the point is, she made me realise that I couldn’t let you just- just keep thinking that I hate you. Because I don’t. I could never hate you, Y/N. And- and I’m so sorry that I could ever make you think that I did.”

You chewed your lower lip, eyes swimming with emotions that Dean couldn’t quite decipher. Eventually, you sighed.

“I owe you an apology, too,” you mumbled, and Dean’s eyebrows shot to his hairline. He shook his head furiously.

“No, Y/N, you absolutely do not-”

“Let me finish,” you interrupted, and Dean obediently fell quiet. You sighed again. “I shouldn’t have made that hex bag without asking you first. It wasn’t cool of me to take that choice away from you, even if I thought I was doing the right thing. And I’m sorry you had to find out about me the way you did. I was just… I was scared,” you admitted, and Dean’s face twisted in pain.

“That’s just it, Y/N. I don’t ever want you to feel scared around me, especially for being you. And- and I get that you were trying to help. I really do, and I appreciate that you care. Cared. Whatever. I guess I’m just… not that great at accepting help.” He chuckled dryly, eyes glued to the floor as the smile died on his lips. “But that doesn’t excuse what I did to you. I’ll spend as long as it takes making it up to you,” he vowed, his eyes finally rising to meet yours. A small, teary smile crossed your face.

“Thanks, Dean,” you whispered, and he opened his arms tentatively, looking at you questioningly. Your smile widened, and when you stepped into his arms, Dean felt complete for the first time since you’d left. You fit perfectly into his embrace, so soft and warm, and when his arms closed protectively around you, he found himself never wanting to let go. It felt so right - like the world could be falling apart around you, but so long as you had one another, everything would somehow work itself out. Even after all that had happened, the press of his body over yours still made your heart race, a pleasant thrill that you momentarily lost yourself in as your buried your face in his shoulder.

You pulled back after a long moment, and Dean cleared his throat. “Look… you have every right to say no to this, okay? But… I would really like to put this behind us and try to pick up where we left off, if that’s… if that’s something you’re open to.”

Your face fell, and Dean quickly backtracked. “Too soon. It’s okay, I get it,” he said quickly, but you shook your head.

“It’s not… well, it is, but… look, Dean. I- I want to make things right here. I really do. But I’ve spent the last week or so thinking that you hated my guts. I… I’ve lost my trust in you,” you admitted, voice tiny, and Dean’s heart broke. He swallowed down his own emotions, and he nodded.

“I get it,” he said quietly, but you weren’t finished.

“And even if we can build that back up again, it’s… things are really complicated,” you continued, and Dean sighed.

“I know - a hunter and a witch, not the most conventional, but-”

“No, no it’s not that,” you interrupted, sparing a glance down the empty corridor that Sam had disappeared down earlier. “Look, Dean, I like you. I do. I have for… for a long time. But… while Sam and I were away, we…” You swallowed hard, and Dean’s stomach dropped.

“You and- you and my brother?” he asked, face contorting as though he had just bitten into something sour. You gave a small nod.

“As much as I care about you - and I do, believe me, I do -, I care about Sam as well. We’ve cooled things down between us, but- but that doesn’t change the fact that I have feelings for him, as well. I just… I can’t make any decisions right now, Dean. I need time to work everything out, to build up our friendship again, to… to work out exactly what it is I feel. Because right now… everything just feels so messy, it’s like my head is so crowded and I just- I don’t know what to do,” you admitted. Dean smiled sympathetically.

“Hey, I get it. Well, not exactly, but- but I get that this is a tricky situation. You take as much time as you need to figure things out, okay? I’m not going anywhere,” he promised, but despite the good face he had plastered on, he couldn’t ignore the devastation weighing in his gut. He’d missed his chance. He’d gone and fucked it up, just like he fucked up everything. Of course you had turned to Sam - he hadn’t gone and blown up at you, had he?

And the worst part was, he couldn’t even be angry about it. The only person he could be angry with was himself - he could never deny you or his brother happiness, even if it left him heartbroken. Perhaps he deserved this - after all, wasn’t it the perfect punishment for his crime? You had moved on, and he had to step aside and deal with that on his own. You and Sam deserved one another - deserved to find happiness together, even at Dean’s expense. And he would never dare to step in the way of that. He’d already messed things up enough.

He wasn’t about to make that mistake again.

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Your room was just as messy as you had left it, and so that night, you busied yourself with cleaning. Piles of clothes still littered your bed, untouched and collecting dust during your time away, weighing down the mattress springs with memories of an easier time. Each item you folded brought with it recollections of that night - desperately clawing through your wardrobe in search of an outfit, only to have all thoughts of clothes fleeing your mind the moment Dean’s eyes fell on you… you remembered his smile, the light in his eyes that you hadn’t seen… ever. How safe you felt with him, the gentle brush of his lips on your own... It had only been a week, but it felt so much longer.

And with memories of yours and Dean’s date came those of yours and Sam’s - your little black dress, the buzz of the alcohol, of his mouth on yours, hot and passionate, erasing any other thoughts from your mind and distracting you from the pain of Dean’s rejection still burning in your chest.

Sighing, you fell back onto your bed, soft flannels pressing in at your sides as you stared tiredly at the roof. What a mess you’d found yourself in - you wished you could go back. Back to a time when everything was easier - when you didn’t have to somehow untangle the complicated feelings inside you. When it was just you, Sam and Dean - when the idea of being with either of them was just a distant dream, and not a crushing burden of a decision.

You thought of Sam’s faltering smile if you chose Dean, of the hardness in Dean’s eyes if you chose Sam… of the pain in both of their faces, and in your own heart, if you chose neither of them. No matter which way you spun it, someone was going to get hurt.

And you had to decide who.

The growling of your stomach drew you from your thoughts, and you begrudgingly got to your feet and headed towards the kitchen to throw together something for dinner. You were halted just outside the door when you heard Sam and Dean quietly speaking inside, paired with the clinking of cutlery and the splashes of water as someone washed up.

“....thought you said there was nothing between you two,” Dean was saying casually, and you heard Sam’s muffled sigh.

“Well, I didn’t think it was a two-way street,” he confessed. “Besides, once you sent her packing… can you really blame her for coming to me?”

A pause. Then a heavy sigh.

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess you’re right. And now it seems like we’re all stuck between a rock and a hard place,” Dean scoffed.

“Yeah. Feelings for both of us, huh? What are we s’posed to do with that?” Sam muttered. Dean sighed again.

“We let her make her choice. And then, we have to live with it,” he said simply. Another pause, a sullen silence broken only by the clinking of dishes in the sink. You heard the gurgle of water as someone pulled the plug, and you pictured the water draining away, leaving a few stray soap suds behind... and suddenly, you were back there with Dean, his threaded through your wet hair as he crushed his lips to yours...

“I just… I wish she’d get it over with,” Sam admitted, his voice dragging you from your thoughts.

“Yeah, me too.”

“But you know what it’ll mean when she does, right?” Sam pressed. “One of us is gonna have to watch her with the other.”

“You think I don’t know that, Sam?” Dean snapped. “That’s all I’ve thought about since she said…” Dean trailed off, and you could just picture him shaking his head to rid himself of the thoughts. “Doesn’t matter. It’s her choice. End of story. As long as she’s happy, I’m happy,” Dean said firmly. “Even if she happens to choose the less handsome Winchester,” he added cheekily, and you could almost hear Sam rolling his eyes, followed by the quick tussle between the two brothers.

“Yeah… yeah, I guess you’re right,” Sam admitted eventually. You heard footsteps approaching the door, but quickly darted back to your room before they could see you - the grumbling of your stomach had passed, and now you felt nauseous as opposed to hungry. Not for the first time, you wished you weren’t a witch - then none of this would have happened.

You felt what you chalked up to another stress headache blooming in your temples, and you winced, sitting back on your bed and resting your head in your hands. You couldn’t let this decision hang over you forever - the longer you waited, the longer they were tormented with not knowing. And they deserved an answer - deserved to know how you felt.

If only you knew how that was.

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