vi-tamblyn

[vi-tamblyn]

vi: idk those little high schoolers got up to some f u c k e d up shit vi: but they also had a storyline where a high schooler got addicted to poker randomly so who knows vi: I guess just something unhinged with a sprinkling of camp?

@vanessagable

Van: what would qualify as a degrassi plot? @vi-tamblyn

[vi-tamblyn]

"ugh." vi began with an overtly dramatic and facetious sound of disgust. "boooo! tomato tomato tomato. you better be telling better jokes around your girlfriend or else she might find out you have the humor style of a middle-aged science teacher. but, yeah. I could do with a smoke." she quickly plucked a drink from one of the drink trays before heading towards the door that led outside.

the cold night air hit her heat-blushed face in a moment of pure relief. "fuck, it's hot as balls in there." she exclaimed, probably a little too loud for the hour of night it was. "how's your prom been? good? lame? did you also run into nari?"

@ford-tamblyn

Closed for @vi-tamblyn

“ I wanna grab a smoke outside do you wanna come with me?” Ford asked as he walked by his sister with his lighter in his hand. He was having a good time but he still forgot how cramped the school could feel when you literally had outgrown it. “ it might be nice to not get caught by someone for a change “ he replied shaking his head. “I promise not to hold the flame too close to the oil spill, am I right ?” He asked when he smiled at her outfit to compliment her idea

[vi-tamblyn]

"would it be super, extra, uber 'full of myself' if I said that mine was my favorite?" vi asked with an impish giggle, swaying the bottom of her dress to allow the oil-spill effect dance in the low light. "because if not, I'm totally saying mine. this dress is literally magical."

a long sip of her drink followed her pause as she thought for another moment. "if not, then I'm probably going to need all the rest of the night to do a full bracket of dresses. head to head, battle to the death vibes."

who: anyone! ( @aurorabaystarter ) where: aurora bay high school, prom

"These dresses are outstanding," Aylin comments as she grabs yet another drink off a nearby tray. "Don't you think? I could see some of these at the Met Ball, I swear."

"Which one is your favorite?"

[vi-tamblyn]

🕊️ Kenny

~ it's hard being the coolest sibling, but somebody's gotta do it ~

@kennyxtamblyn

[vi-tamblyn]

vi couldn't help but relish in the opportunity that had fallen into her lap: she knew exactly who was standing next to her, roping her into the appropriately juvenile game. and she? she got to be an all knowing, yet unrecognizable stranger. the giddiness was practically pouring out of her.

her gloved hands soon raised into the air, putting down one finger. "you got me there. gotta think of a good one." a moment passed where she (in her opinion) gave an amazing performance of feigned thought before asking her question. "ah! never have I ever fallen for a coworker."

@minxnari

open starter: @aurorabaystarter

where: aurora bay prom, at the bar

"We're going to play Never Have I Ever, alright? Bartender's gonna put all the shots on my tab. I'll go first. "Never have I ever... hooked up with an ex."

[vi-tamblyn]

vi: tooootally think you have the wrong number vi: but it's pretty lit vi: nothing too crazy yet. like no degrassi plots vi: though I WISH

@vanessagable

open text.

van: do a heavily pregnant and nosy woman a favor van: and tell me how your prom is going pretty please??

@aurorabaystarter

[vi-tamblyn]

who: closed starter for @thelucexcaldwell where: prom bby!

"listen, I am ready to gas you up all night because hot damn." vi fawned over her favorite flirtationship, giving her a spin on the dance floor. "like, are you not just a little remorseful for putting every other person here to shame with your beauty? you don't even feel a little bad showing us all up like this?"

her tall frame rested against luce, the 'pre-game' drinks she had thrown back beginning to take their toll (on a hardly full stomach, no less). "so, what's first? dancing, drinks, or...." the pause was soon filled with laughs. "delicacies? I don't know, was trying to make that an alliteration and that's the best I've got. don't judge."

[vi-tamblyn]

Prom 2025 - Vi Tamblyn

I'm an oil spill, duh. the theme is under the sea, and our planet is dying!!! #thoughtsandprayers

with @thelucexcaldwell

@aurorabayaesthetic

[vi-tamblyn]

Hunter Schafer — Met Gala After-Party 2025

[vi-tamblyn]

"listen, all I'm saying is that you're going to be the reason the doors get sealed for the rest of time and we'll be the latest victims of mr. jenkins." vi stated with a playful demenor as she continued to rummage around the room for clues. "you were the one who said you'd handle that one and I put my full trust in you as a fellow escapee but now, we're just going to be another headline in cityton, USA. and when the ghost hunter's ask, I'm fully throwing you under the bus."

just then, an idea popped into her head when her eyes landed on a seemingly unimportant flyer for a therapist. "rethink, rework, reflect..." the words quiet yet soon flung a light switch in her brain. "that's it!" her hands, adorned with chipping paint on her nails, sprung for a (very fake) piece of glass and tossed it over to andy. "place it below the symbols and see if numbers appear!"

open: @aurorabaystarter

location: the bunker

"Dude, I don't know what you want me to do!"

The countdown clock on the wall was mocking Andy. It stared down over the little room they were trapped in judgmentally as she glared at a sequence of symbols that would lead to the last key that would get them out of his godforsaken torture chamber.

"I don't know what these things mean! Why the shit did I think that this would be fun!"

[vi-tamblyn]

vi's eyes were glued to the tv, the stretchy tattoo-style necklace she was wearing placed firmly between her teeth. rupaul's drag race was to her as the superbowl was to middle-aged white dads, or cocomelon to ipad kids: it was hard to pull her eyes away from the tv while it was on. "shh" she playfully hissed as she waited for the 'coming up' to finally appear. "okay, now what were you saying?" her mouth spit out but soon her brain processed her siblings words. "ah! yes, I also want pancakes but also, like hashbrowns? OH or maybe french toast? I don't know, something that I can put syrup on."

@kennyxtamblyn

closed starter: @vi-tamblyn

where: kenny's condo

"Hey Gremlin, you want Chinese takeout or breakfast for dinner from the diner? Actually, never mind. I want pancakes." Kenny grabbed their phone and started dialing All-Nighter's number. "What do you want from the diner?"

[vi-tamblyn]

Iris - What subject would your muse consider themselves an expert on?

"makeup application and being a general nuisance to society."

"oh, and rodents. basically a zoologist when it comes to those cute little (literal) rat bastards."

[vi-tamblyn]

6. How they go about confessing their attraction

"usually saying something eloquent like 'you're fucking gorgeous' or something like that. really cuts through any bullshit."

[vi-tamblyn]

27. Have you ever been to a concert? Whose?

"MY QUEEN kylie minogue! it was literally the best night of my life, and I cried about seventeen times."

[vi-tamblyn]

from the moment she was able to, vi was babbling about something (or even nothing at all). maybe it was because of her profession, maybe it was because she felt calm in chaos; whatever it may be, the blonde seemed destined for the gab. "okay, good. but you could also be lying to me and secretly be a 'victorian flower language' expert, and this is your slippery way of getting plausible deniability." her tone continued to live in the tease as she twirled the stem of the bouquet between her fingers.

"nah, it's not weird at all!" she exclaimed as she pulled out her phone. "I'm actually a makeup artist as my day job." a bright purple nail scrolled through a seemingly endless stream of photos before landing on one of her favorite shots to date. "that's the kind of shit I do! kind of love the ephemeral nature of make up, you know? 'art that's only here for the moment' shit?"

she gave abel another wide, typical vi smile with lips as bright as the spark in her eyes. "nice to meet you, abel. I'm vi. and yeah, isn't that interesting? learned that on a short film I helped out on. they'd do everything but talk about anything adjacent to sex."

@inkwroughtabel

the funny thing about abel was that he did love to talk. he would insist on being the opposite of a gatekeeper. he wanted everyone to be excited with him. with that said, he also loved hearing others speak about things that they were passionate about or knew a lot about. so the moment violet began to reply, abel nodded along, enraptured by her explanation. so much so that he had forgotten the being in love joke fully by the end of it all.

"the good news is that all of that is new to me, so if i indeed were to be telling you to 'get fucked', then i too wouldn't know anything about that," he chuckled. "oh, you paint? would it be weird of me to ask to see a piece you've done? i'm sure you can tell by all the tattoos, but i love art and meeting artists and all of that. i'm abel by the way and everything you just told me was wildly interesting. seriously. i never knew a single thing about any of that."

[vi-tamblyn]

"honestly ford, I'm just fucking with you." she admitted, another long sip following her petulant child smirk. "I know, people get obsessed with that shit. but do you ever regret it? the relationship? or hell, even the whole show?" her voice lived in a more genuine tone. she knew why he had done it, and was forever thankful he kept all the siblings out of it (though people who were local could connect the dots if they were really dedicated). but vi shuddered at the thought of living a lie for anyone, especially a crew of people she couldn't have cared less about.

"like I know it must be so great that you're so famous and fans want to fucking lick your feet or whatever," she continued, the last bit an obvious hyperbolic joke. "but do you ever wish you just said 'fuck you' to the production company? you know, if you could have financially?" a moment passed where the only sounds were the nightlife on the streets below before vi let out a mumbled "sorry for the heavy question. know that's not what tonight was exactly for."

as they continued down a happier, less 'exestential crisis' line of talking, she settled back into her seat, the usual chipper self soon finding her way back. "woah, really? so it's like serious serious." her eyes still widened slightly at the admittance. though, they were soon rolling at the comment about his twin. "ugh, isn't that the truth? sometimes I wonder if it's just a twin thing or that bitch is psychic because sometimes they know shit about me before I realize it." a moment passed before she spoke again. "or maybe I'm just really easy to read, who knows?"

his words tore through the thick layer of sarcasm that usually wound itself around her heart. vi's love language had always been affectionate teasing, especially with her siblings. they were her safe people, the ones who had shielded her away the best they could from the absolute chaos her parents had gotten them into. they had spent so many years in a dour cloud that she preferred to keep their current relationship as lighthearted as possible. but then there were moments like this: ford just doing what he did best, which was supporting her. and it did the impossible. it shut vi up for a moment. a small, bashful smile appeared on her pink lips as she continued to sip her drink. "I won't scare her. I'll be on my best behavior. now tell her she's coming and I'll set aside tickets for you."

@ford-tamblyn

Ford glanced back over to vi before hearing her statement about her career. He knew her words weren't really accurate considering the way people still talked about him publicly. “ it kinda just seems like you’re going out of your way to find something to criticize me for. Nepo Babies is still airing. I left it less than a year ago but it’s still happening and I was on the show for ten years. They were trying to get me back in recently so it seems like people still know who I am. I just don’t want it anymore. the concepts of time you’re trying to use in order to make me seem irrelevant are inaccurate. it’s not a correct opinion it’s just you putting in extra effort to be mean to me”

“I’m trying to stay out of that part of my life now. There really wouldn’t be any way for me to know she’s in town” does admitted when it came to Nari. The relationship had been fake. Like most reality tv show relationships. It was why they rarely lasted or were put together in order to cause some controversy. It made sense at the time to put them together. Ford was the disgraced son of a white collar criminal. He had an edge to him; especially when he had started in the show. He was a lot of angst and anger. The fact he grew out of it fairly quick was part of why he felt sick staying in the show. It was a false version of him he’d matured from. But since leaving; he didn’t know about Nari. Hearing she was back was more than surprising

“ We’ve adopted kitten siblings together. I think that means I married her before we actually really started dating “ Ford admitted. His relationship with Iris was a little complicated since they had been old friends and then jumped into their dynamic but he wanted to do things right with her. He wanted something real for once. “ I want it to be official . That’s where I’m heading toward it” he admitted before Kenny was brought up. “ Kenny knows everything before I even utter it. It’s a twin thing” he added, knowing if there was one person who was able to read him and protect him in the same breath it was Kenny.

“ i would love nothing more than to support you with the biggest audience of friends and loved ones I can. You know i would do that for you. I’d give you a damn parade if i could figure out how permits worked “ ford began when it came to his sister. He loved her with his whole heart even if he wasn’t getting it back. “ but I really like her Vi. Please don't scare her off by dragging me“ @vi-tamblyn

[vi-tamblyn]

vi found herself enamored with luce. her feelings couldn't exactly be classified as a crush or a platonic admiration, but some secret third thing. most would have called it 'friends with benefits', but she never liked that term. it devalued the 'friend' part too much. they were more of a pair that clicked on every level. and vi loved every moment they were together.

her elbow was positioned firmly on the table as she began to map out her eye look as the other made her way in. a soft little smirk rested on her lips as she came into view behind her reflection. "you know, it's really not fair for you to look so good and you haven't even put anything on yet." her own eyes traveled across the landscape of her vanity as she pointed it out. "listen, I know where everything is, so technically this is the most organized shit you've ever seen." she insisted, a soft crinkle of her nose following the kiss. her words seemed more denial then philosophical, however.

"I think butter yellow would be absolutely divine on you." her gaze soon moved across her friend's figure, another smirk befalling her lips. "and it'd really pop against the greenery."

@thelucexcaldwell

Lucinda found quick friendship in Vi, loving how easily they vibed together, their personalities a blend of chaos and being carefree, highlighted with pastel colors and glitter and alcohol. And if they maybe ended up fooling around in bed together too every now and then, well, who could blame them? It was fun having a friend with benefits and it was even more fun when that person was genuinely your friend too.

So that morning Luce headed over to Violet's place, excited at the prospect of going to brunch and spending the afternoon together. She didn't bother doing her makeup and her hair was still in pigtails across either shoulder as she let herself into the other's apartment when given the okay, waltzing through the space and to Vi's room where she grinned at her through the mirror. "Your vanity space could give mine a run for its money." She teased as she walked over and pressed a kiss atop Vi's head, ducking down so she could look at herself in the mirror too. "Something soft maybe? Like a baby pink, or a butter yellow. Maybe like a pastel blue? Perfect for day drinking."