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[specialagentlokitty]

Negan x teen!reader - friends become family

can you writes more depressed reader x rick/negan i reader your other work and i just loved them <3 - anon💜

TW: mentions of depression, thoughts of wanting to disappear and self harm

This wasn’t the world you were born into, this was the life you thought you were going to have when you grew up.

You were born into this world, maybe you should have been used to it, but your parents always told you that it wasn’t going to last forever.

They told you stories about the old world, what it was like, and promised you that it was going to go right back to that.

Then the world tore them from you, right in front of your own eyes, and it left you all alone until Gabriel and Aaron stumbled across you and brought you back to Alexandria with them.

But it wasn’t home.

Nowhere was home anymore, despite how much they tried to connect with you, make you feel at home, it just wasn’t home and it never would be.

You spent most of your time trying to find a place to hide from them, they always found you, and you remembered the one place Michonne told you to stay away from.

The cell block, warning you to never go in there.

You made your way down the steps and knelt down by the door, quietly picking the lock and you pushed it open before slipping inside.

Closing the door, you turned around and walked over to the corner, sitting down.

“Well, not that I’m not thankful for the company but I get the feeling since you picked that lock you shouldn’t be in here.”

You looked up, finding a man standing against the cell bars as he looked at you.

“Got a name?”

You shrugged a little bit, looking back down again.

“Alright, I’ll call you kid.”

“Not a kid…” you grumbled.

“Well apparently you don’t have a name so your shit outta luck there kid, why’re you here? Cause no offence but I’m gonna be the one getting it in the ass if they find you here.”

You looked at him, resting your chin on your knees.

“Don’t tell them…”

“Well im not fucking stupid, course I’m not going to tell them.”

He rested his arms between the gaps of the bars, and he glanced up to the window before turning his attention back towards you.

“Names Negan.”

You nodded your head, letting you know that you had heard him.

You didn’t stay long, you didn’t answer any of his questions before you left, locking the door before finding somewhere else to go.

But it soon became a daily occurrence, you would turn up at the cell between certain times, knowing the routines of when they brought him food.

Negan would talk, he didn’t like sitting in silence, and you would just listen to him, or read from one of the books he would slide under the cell bars for you.

You did eventually tell him your name, but he still liked to annoy you and refused to use it.

Today was no different, you came in, locked the door and walked over to your corner.

“Hey.”

Negan sat up from where he had been laid reading and he looked at you.

Negan swung his legs over his cot, and he rested his arms on his knees.

“Kid? What’s up?”

You shrugged a little bit, resting your head against the stone wall.

“Now don’t get me wrong, I love the fact you break into here and barely say a whole sentence to me, but this shit isn’t normal for you.”

You turned around, looking over at him.

“Do you ever feel alone…?” You asked quietly.

“Yeah, sometimes. But I only got myself to blame for that, I know that. I did shit things and it made me alone.”

“What did you do?”

Negan sighed, looking down at his hands.

He explained everything to you, what he had done, the saviours, the lives he had taken and everything he had done before landing in that cell.

When he finished he looked at you, giving you a little grin.

“See? Shit person.”

“My dad used to say that sometimes good people did bad things because they didn’t have a choice…”

He hummed a little bit.

“Yeah? What if that person is just a shit person?”

You shrugged a little bit, turning away to go back to resting your head against the stone wall.

Negan sighed heavily, getting up and he made his way to the front of the call, sitting down in the corner, resting his head on the bars.

“Your parents know you come down here and see a fucked up asshole like me?”

You didn’t reply and Negan looked at you, he heard you sniffled a little bit, and saw you wipe your eyes with the backs of your hands.

“Shit kid, I’m sorry.”

You turned around, keeping your back to him.

“Fuck, come on kid, I’m so sorry I had no idea. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

He sighed again.

“You know I had wife.”

You turned around and looked at him, wiping your eyes again.

“Yeah, yeah. I had a wife, I bet you’re looking at me thinking how can this old bastard have had a wife? Let me tell you she was… she was so beautiful.”

“What happened to her…?”

Negan smiled sadly.

“She died too, cancer.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Yeah, so am I.”

You looked at the door before turning back to him.

“What was she like?”

Negan smiled, and he told you about his wife Lucille, what she was like, and how things were with them all while smiling as he recalled the memories.

Sometimes his smile would fall, and then he’d smile when he told you another happy memory.

“What about your mom and dad?”

“They were optimistic things were going to change… happy… despite everything…”

You told him a few stories, and he listened carefully, not wanting to interrupt you since this was the longest you had spoken to him for.

But you seemed to realise this and quickly jumped up, taking the photo back from him and you left.

You didn’t turn up for the next few days, and he went back into his routine of solitude.

You finally came back one evening, the only giveaway it was you was the small click of the lock as you closed the door once.

“Hey kid.”

You had a lantern, and a bag and you walked over to the cell, sitting down by the bars, you passed him a few of the candles and he walked over to take them.

Negan put others back on your side of the bars, and he set one to the side, taking the lighter you had given him so he could light it and went to hand it back but you shook your head.

“You know the check my shit right? Make sure I have nothing I shouldn’t have.”

“Oh…”

You took the lighter back, and the spare candles to put back in your bag.

It added some light to the place, helping you see around better.

Negan rested his back on the wall, staring at the window on the opposite wall.

“What made you come by so late?” He asked.

You shrugged a little bit, resting your arms on your knees.

Negan turned to look at you, and he could slightly see inside of your bag, and he noticed that it seemed to have food inside, some water.

He furrowed his brows.

“Going somewhere?”

You didn’t say anything.

“Where are you going?”

Again you ignored his question, instead you pulled out a book, and you passed it through the bars to him so he could take it.

“Tell me about the old world?” You asked quietly.

“What do you wanna know?”

“Everything I guess…”

Negan thought for a moment, and he told you about the places that he had been to, what they looked like, about normal schools, aeroplanes, whatever came to mind.

You asked him questions, curious about wanting to know more, and hours passed like that.

You shared some of your food and water with him, and you set your bag down next to the bars of his cell, laying yourself down.

“Come on kid, you can’t sleep in here.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere else…”

“Why not?”

Negan got up, heading to his cot he grabbed all the bedding on there, brining it over and he shoved a blanket through the bars for you, and made his bed on the other side.

You stared up at the ceiling, covering yourself with the blanket before turning your back to him.

“They pity me…”

Negan didn’t miss the slight growl in your tone when you said that.

“They all try to act like they’re my parents… they… they never leave me alone and I hate it…”

“You hate having people around you?”

“I hate people who pretend… they only pity me… they don’t actually care.. just see some teenager with no family…”

Negan nodded his head, but didn’t say anything.

“They’re not my family… my family is dead… I’m alone…”

“Now come on, don’t spout that shit. That’s not true, you’re not alone.”

You didn’t say anything else and he sighed.

“Okay yeah, maybe they pity you. How do you know I don’t pity you?”

“You don’t look at me like they do… it’s why I come here… they look at me and.. and they see right through me… you actually see me…”

Negan didn’t tell you to leave, it was late now, and he wasn’t sure how safe it was out there for you to be wondering around in the dark.

You fell asleep there, and you slept through the sound of the door opening.

What woke you up was the sound of arguing and you slowly sat up.

“I told you not to come down here!” Michonne snapped at you.

You blinked a few times in confusion.

“Hey! Leave the kid alone!” Negan growled at her.

“You shut up, you don’t get a say in this. Gabriel take (Y/N) outside and place an extra guard in front of this place.”

Gabriel walked over to take your stuff and you quickly took it back, and he stopped, raising his hands as he smiled softly at you.

“Come along now, we should leave.”

You looked over at Negan and he gave a small nod his his head, letting you know it was okay to go.

You left your stuff behind, leaving the room, making a quick get away to another one of your hiding places, though it never took them long to find you there.

Aaron was the one to come looking for you.

“Hey…”

He walked into the small room you had called your home since you had arrived here.

“You know why we told you to stay away from the cell right? What Negan had done?”

You nodded.

“Then you understand why we want you to stay away from him? He’ll get inside your head, use you for his own benefit, to manipulate you into helping him escape or something along those lines.”

You stayed quiet, only getting up to leave and Aaron sighed.

You wanted nothing to do with anybody from the community, you never spoke to any of them, the most they got out of you was your name.

You went back to that cell, but the guard at the door looked at you, and you sighed.

Sitting on the steps, you stayed there all day.

Nobody really spared you a glance, it was like you were there but you weren’t really there all at the same time.

Maybe you would be better off if you weren’t there, it’s not like anybody would notice.

You didn’t have much, so it’s not like they’d even notice you were missing.

Getting up, you went back to your makeshift home and stayed there for the rest of the day, lost in your own thoughts.

How you were alone.

You had nobody.

Nobody cared about you.

Nobody loved you.

Nobody would miss you.

The only person who would notice would’ve been Negan but since you weren’t allowed to see him he’d forget about you too.

So you made up your mind, you were going to disappear.

You left that night, making your way back to the cell to see the guard was asleep and you snuck in like always to find Negan was asleep.

You sighed a little, and you looked at the guard before turning to Negan.

“Thank you…” you whispered.

“For what?” He mumbled out.

You jumped a little bit.

Negan was looking at you and you shrugged slightly.

“For being my friend…”

Negan quickly sat up, and he walked over, resting a hand on the bars.

“What’re you doing?”

“I.. I have to go away…”

Negans eyes widened a little bit, he saw your arm when your sleeve rolled up as you reached up to wipe some of your tears.

He saw the bloodied bandage wrapped around it.

“Listen me kid, now Im not saying that you’re gonna do what I think you’re gonna do, but I’m telling you right now down you fucking dare.”

“I’m sorry…”

“(Y/N)!”

You quickly left, forgetting to close the main door, and you ran away.

You didn’t think, you just went to the first place you could think off, the tallest building in Alexandria, and you stood up there.

You looked down at the dark streets, and you took a small breath, turning your back on it, facing the way you had come from.

You didn’t realise that your commotion had alerted the guard who had alerted the council, but you could hear the pounding of footsteps getting closer.

Gabriel, Aaron and Michonne stood there.

“Come down.” Michonne said.

You shook your head.

“Please, let us talk about whatever is going on. What makes you feel like you must do this.” Gabriel said softly.

You shook your head again, shuffling back and they all tried to branch out, but nobody dared to get any closer.

“Just talk to us.” Aaron whispered.

“No…”

“Then who will you talk to? If there’s somebody out there that can stop you who is? Who do you want to speak to?” Michonne asked.

“Please, we don’t want you to do this..”

You didn’t reply, and suddenly Michonne ran off while Gabriel and Aaron watched you.

You didn’t know what they were doing and you were trying to work up the courage so you could see your family again, so you could take those last few steps back.

A few minutes later Michonne came back, and she shoved Negan forward making him stumble a little.

“Fucking hell, push me any further and I’ll be going over that edge.”

“That would be the day.” Michonne scoffed.

She gestured for the other two to back away, and they all walked away slightly.

Negan looked up at you.

“Hey, let’s talk, yeah?”

“I don’t want to talk…”

He hummed a little.

“Do you want to jump?”

“I… I don’t know…”

Negan sighed, and he looked up at you, holding out his hand.

“Come down (Y/N)…”

“I can’t…”

“Why not?”

You didn’t say anything.

Negan sighed, lowering his hand, bringing it up to run over his head as he tried to figure out what to do.

“You know, I wouldn’t forget you. I’d remember.”

You looked at him.

“You think everybody will forget you right? You’ll be able to disappear like you want right?”

You nodded.

“Hate to break it to you kid, but that’s not true. I wouldn’t, I’ll always remember you. We’re friends right?”

“Yeah…”

“Then let me help you, that’s what friends do. They help each other, and I’m not about to stand here and watch you throw your life away. You’re not alone, and I know it’s hard.”

“Does it get easier…?”

“No. It doesn’t. But you learn to live with that pain, and you just grow around it, but you have to be willing to just try, if you take that step, if you let yourself go, you’ll never know what will happen in your future.”

You shrugged a little.

“I don’t have one…”

“You don’t know that. How about we find out, together? Yeah?”

“What if you leave too…?”

Negan smiled softly at you.

“I’m not going anywhere kid.”

“You can’t say that…”

“Maybe not, but I don’t give a shit. I mean I’m in a cell, do you really think I’m running off anywhere?”

You shook your head.

“Come on, come down now.”

You looked down at the ground, and Negan took this as his chance to run forward and grab you, pulling you down.

He fell over with a heavy thud and slight groan of pain, and you fell to the side, sitting on your knees as you cried.

Negan sat up, pulled you into a hug, placing his hand on the back of your head.

“I’m sorry…” you cried quietly.

“It’s alright… you’re okay…”

Negan held you tightly, sighing heavily, running his hand up and down your back.

“Don’t you ever try anything like this again…”

Negan placed a hand on your arm.

“And stop hurting yourself… you don’t deserve this pain…” he whispered

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[carlos-in-glasses]

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Chapter 13: The Risk of Love of Where All This Love Comes From will be up on Sunday, and it's a crucial moment for a grieving Carlos...

"I told him I couldn’t do it. He said we’d postpone. He wasn’t going anywhere. We had a moment where we just clung to each other. But then, suddenly, like out of nowhere, I got cold – I was freezing. I started shuddering. It’s like my body was dying. It’s like I was the one who had gone into the frozen lake. I was feeling TK’s hypothermia, and all that pain. TK grabbed me and bundled me up and was rubbing me all over to get me warm–”

“Hey!” O’Brien yells from the driver’s seat, “These are details I don’t need, Officer Reyes.”

“Let him talk,” Owen sighs, and turns to look at Caros properly, “Go on, Carlos.”

Carlos glumly shakes his head, hurt from the abrupt chastisement. Even though they’re in O’Brien’s car and O’Brien is operating the vehicle, Carlos had kind of forgotten he’s here. “TK is my best friend. He’s so amazing.”

O’Brien brakes gently, drawing up to a red light. “Well. I guess it does sound like you’ve got a good one.”

“The best,” Owen says.

“Best in the world,” Carlos cries, catching a tear on his tissue. “I don’t deserve him.”

Owen turns around, sits back in his seat and watches the road. “Let’s have a drink at mine before I run you home.”

Carlos goes quiet, stares out of the window. A scrubby grass strip divides the highway. Trucks with orange clearance lights pass, thick wheels four-feet tall. Number plates from Mississippi, Oklahoma, New Mexico, Arizona. Tall billboards advertise attorneys in business suits, arms folded, grinning with white teeth – get cash for your car wreck, for your injury. Gabriel had suggested to Carlos a few times that he become a lawyer instead of a cop. He had the brain for it, the grades, the interest. Things would be so different if he’d taken that path. Gabriel still would have died, but he wouldn’t have met TK.

Buttercup meets them at the door when Owen opens up. He whines, ignores Owen and circles Carlos, as if trying to find the place where his love and concern for him begins and ends, but really it’s an eternal loop, because he is a dog. Carlos crouches and fusses Buttercup, who puts his front paws on Carlos’ thighs and tries to get into his lap, pushing him onto his ass on the floor – and Carlos finds himself taking the load of all fifty-two kilos of Bernese Mountain dog. Owen gives Buttercup a stroke behind the ears and then wanders off to the kitchen without saying anything, just lets man and dog have their moment. He selects for himself a glass bottle of sparkling water, and looks at the photos of TK stuck to the side of the fridge. Baby – child – teen – adult. The greatest love of Owen's life, and Carlos’ too.

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[beauspot]

Good Omens 2 Spoilers

you’ve been warned…

so um…im crying. anyone else or just me? i can’t believe that’s how the season ended. the context of the kiss is so so so different than i imagined the confession did not go the way i thought it would.

none of this is to say the season was bad, i loved it. im just very sad rn. we really really need a season 3 because it can’t end like this guys. everyone say thank you neil for ripping our hearts out of our chests and making us cry.

Just a Few Things weighing on my mind and (destroyed) heart

I loved Maggie and Nina, I think they are so cute and so clearly parallels of Aziracrow. When Nina called Maggie Angel I almost fell off of my couch.

I know this was revealed before the show but having a disabled angel be there and it just not be a thing was so cool.

Never would have expected Gabriel and Beelzebub to fall in love and fuck off like that, but i support it.

This season was really gay. Not really weighing on my mind just an observation and i liked it very much.

Aziraphale blessing twitter and grindr 😭

The Kiss (Right so it was painful to watch but like in a good way. Like a good hurt because we wanted to see them together but the fact that Crowley poured everything in him out there and Aziraphale just couldn’t let go of his past is so…frustrating. But believe me as a former religious kid who was born and raised christian i know how hard it is to disentangle yourself from that thing that was essentially what drove your life and was your purpose. I mean i’m still struggling and I haven’t been alive for over 6000 years so of course i give him grace it’s just frustrating to see them upset like this. With each other and with themselves. Fuck)

The end credits of the final episode showing both of their faces? Fuck. (also right before the credits rolled i said those credits better not fucking roll and they did so)

Crowley shutting off their song. Their “Everyday”. What is your issue Neil Gaiman? I want to know what I did to deserve this.

Crowley telling Aziraphale that there are no Nightingales singing.

I also just can’t get over Crowley building the cosmos and seeing it come to life with Aziraphale while he covers his head like Aziraphale does in the garden.

That’s it for now im very sad. Great season, I want more. I just truly was not expecting the season to end that way. I looked at how long was left in the episode right before they started arguing and then they did and I was like uh how is this going to be resolved in the next 10ish minutes enough for them to kiss. Silly me fr.

Listening to my moody playlist. Please watch the season, that’s all.

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[actual-changeling]

…im sorry i feel like im still missing something. gabirel and beelzebub didn’t unlearn anything, though? they were in positions of power and left the system when they got bored. they’ve never been terrified for so long the way crowley and aziraphale have been (as far as we know). they implemented fear into the lower ranking demons and angels to keep them in line with threats of violence, of falling, condescension, and actual implementation of punishment via execution. g+b arent comparable to a+c because g+b actually felt like they had control over things in their lives. and what other angels and demons have unlearned everything the system has taught them? do you mean unlearn as in they now view the system the same way crowley does? if i understand you correctly (and correct me if im wrong), you’re saying aziraphale is in the same position as all the other angels so therefore has no excuse to “not change” but he (and crowley) are in distinctly unique positions from everyone else because of their time on earth and with each other. that gives them unique struggles, right?

I'm sorry, but at this point I'm wondering if you've even watched the show because it is all right there on the screen.

Aziraphale is in a unique position yes, and it is BETTER than literally everyone else's. Heaven does not give a single fuck about what he does and does not do, he has more freedom than any other celestial being and can do whatever the hell he wants. The only time heaven cares about him is if he is directly working against their world-ending plans—otherwise they forget he exists. This is canon. Heaven somehow judging and punishing him is made up. They don't care about earth or what Aziraphale does down there.

And are you trying to tell me that Gabriel and Beez are somehow in charge of the system? Because they're not. They're victims just like everyone else. The Metatron could have his memory erased and his life destroyed with a snap—they survived the way they were forced to live, just like every other angel. They have no more control than Muriel does, they are just as paranoid and terrified and lonely. They can be punished like everyone else, their jobs are high-risk.

Gabriel is not lying to Beez' face. He is not insulting them, being cruel, trying to change them, or calling them an evil demon like it is the worst thing it could possibly be. Beez is fine with being a demon and Gabriel is fine with being an angel, and they both understand that those identities mean absolutely nothing once you look past the institution. Everyone knows that, except for Aziraphale, because he refuses to see that.

Angels are working with demons, and yes, they have their roles, but they also know that those only matter while they're actively doing their jobs. None of them have fucking control, not demons, not Archangels, not Dukes of hell, not Crowley. Angels and demons are not the enemy here.

Heaven and hell as institutions are, not individuals who were forced to live within them.

Again, Aziraphale had almost total freedom because he's been on earth since the beginning, his "concern" is based on made-up beliefs so he does not have to look past his own comfort.

"Unique struggles" for CROWLEY, who is canonically being tortured and followed and watched 24/7. And HE STILL CHANGED. He fucking worked on himself, he is not being cruel or cowardly, he is not hurtful, he understands what it means to live in an abusive system and he still changed because that's what is right. What is decent. Crowley is kind despite the fact that it can get him killed because he actually looked in the mirror and built his own moral compass instead of shutting eyes & ears and sticking to bigoted views to make his life easier.

Aziraphale does not change because he does not want to. He keeps hurting Crowley because it's the path of least resistance, the easiest way to avoid having to look in the mirror, and he takes it for granted that Crowley will come back to him no matter what. That he can demand anything and everything and Crowley will follow—and if he doesn't, he throws a tantrum like a toddler and goes to pout in a corner (see the argument about Gabriel in episode one, for example).

Aziraphale was in a unique position with endless opportunities and he did absolutely nothing with it—his beliefs and words are the same as on the walls of Eden. Six thousand years and Crowley is still the second choice and heaven his first.

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[onmyyan]

Hi!! Your answer to my last question about Cas and his family made me so softt-

I have a question if you don't mind? But are there any types of people that the Delmont family kinda wouldn't approve of for their family members? Or are they sure that the men of the family can handle whatever kind of darling they desire?

Also I love the image of teen Caspian in the kitchen! I kinda imagine him in there with his Ma just humming a little tune and jebeksnwk, I just love him sm! I bet his mom is super kind and sweet! I wanna just dance around with him in the kitchen while things bake while belting some silly little song-

Sorry for sending so much! I just really enjoy your writings and the way you tell things! Have a good day or night and it's okay to take a break and eat a snack in case you haven't today!

A/N: Omgggg sweet anon you never have to apologize for sending in asks I love writing its so much fun!!! And his family is a riot I adore them so much🖤❤ also im sorry if I'm posting too much Caspian content (EDITED 12/16/22)

T/W: Yandere shenanigans, Cas fantasizes about a future family

Fun fact! He still does this cute humming thing while he cooks! Most of the time he doesn't even notice he's doing it until he sees you've paused what you're in the middle of to smile at him in a way that pulls his focus from the stove. If he catches you singing it's a whole thing, he'll turn up the song and take your hand, the way he fully committed to his role made it impossible to feel embarrassed. Seeing such a large, imposing man, belt out ABBA with full seriousness is a sight.

The first time you meet his Mother you're shaking like a leaf, terrified to make the wrong impression and scare off Caspian (something that was quite literally impossible.) He's both incredibly touched you were so worried but also lived in a constant state of needing to assure your happiness, so he tried everything he could to convince you she'd love you, that no matter what happened he'd be leaving this place just as in enamored as he came in but you couldn't be pacified, that is until you met her and the small woman threw herself around you with the warmest smile.

She'd gush over you to Caspian as she greeted him the same, her warm welcome wouldn't stop there as she, like her son, showed her love through food and had made a feast for what looked like an entire family.

Caspian barely got a word in the way you two talked and laughed with one another, he could really cry at the sight, especially when she hopped up asking for your help finishing the desserts she'd made just for the occasion. It was like a filter had gone over his eyes, he could see it now, a few kids running around the house the same way he and his brothers did, his mother would be sitting there giving pointers and stealing bits of the fruit you'd have brought from your garden back home. He'd have his youngest on his hip, the other hand would be feeding you from a spoon for the obligatory taste test. He was only pulled out of the fantasy by the sounds of your combined laughter.

Now as for if they have approval issues with darlings.

There's this unspoken rule, that while they'll share the most base-level things about them, they are not to interfere with each other's darlings unless specifically asked.

If they didn't strictly follow these rules, disaster would strike. Take the time in High school when Gabe and Ricky found out they both had their eyes on the same girl, they were on each other like dogs, both bloody and bruised because while Gabriel was much bigger, Ricky had this scary state he'd fall into where he just wailed on someone or something until he wasn't angry anymore if the others tried to step in they risked getting pulled into the scrap, it only stopped because their Mother came home, she rushed inside once she heard the commotion and snatched both of them up by the ear.

After their shared punishment of cleaning the whole house, they'd come up with the system they still used today, all in an effort to keep the peace. Both agreed to share the names and photos of their darling in their brothers-only group chat from that point on, that way if anyone had something to say they could before said brother got attached, Caspian had always found the system stupid and only ever agreed to it to get the younger two off his ass, he followed his heart and wouldn't stop until he had you securely in his arms. Damn what anyone said.

And yet, that first night after he met you he found himself sending over the most recent selfie you'd uploaded, he found your socials seconds after finding your full name and waited on bated breath for their response.

Gabe: 'She's cute, you meet her in that class you took today? Need any info?' Gabe was always the best at getting information fast, people loved him which meant he had connections.

'No thanks- I wanna do it myself.' He shot back, the second he sent that picture your fate had been sealed with him entwined.

Marcos: 'Took you long enough, any problems?'

That was Marcos for "Does she have anyone in her life in the way you want me to handle?"

'So far so good, no rats on the runway.' His two youngest brothers had a taste for violence and often enjoyed the process of clearing off those rats. He knew if he needed something done messy and mean, Marcos was the man.

Ricky: 👍

Caspian rolled his eyes not expecting much more from his enigma of a sibling. And lastly, he waited on his hardest to please family members.

Manny had yet to respond, instead, about fifteen minutes passed then Caspian received a call.

"You serious about her Cas?"

"As a heart attack little man." The nickname was a cheap play but he knew it soothe his violently protective little brother. "I gotta wait a minute before then but when she's ready for it I'd love for you to meet her Manny." He heard a shaky inhale before a deep sigh, ever the unpredictable one, he soon flipped his tone, now sounding like the 22-year-old he was, "You gotta' tell me everything Cas! What's she like? Does she smell good? Do you have a ton in common or is it like opposites attract kinda thing??" He'd spend the whole night on the phone dishing to his brother, the weight off his chest gone.

All in all, they play it safe!! Although in a fucked up timeline they all want the same Darling- Oh baby you are gone.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yananswers #yandere x y/n #anon submission #yandere ocs #yandere oc caspian #yandere oc gabe #yandere oc ricky #yandere oc marcos #yandere oc manny #yandere demlont family #caspian delmomt x reader #caspian delmont

[thepictureofsdr]

“controversial opinion alastair carstairs has potentially had the hardest life out of any of the main characters in the shadowhunters universe so far” now you may be thinking to yourself “WHOA tumblr user thepictureofsdr back it up there, that is an incredibly bold, broad, and obnoxious take” HOWEVER i have a case to make.

(disclaimer this isn’t taking into account the villains or immortal characters while i personally understand cringe teenager psychology i cannot personally understand the psychology of people over 300 nor those with murderous urges, im not finished my degree. one more disclaimer in the notes)

there is one singular thing that i think sets alastair apart from any of his other mc shadowhunter colleagues: the fact that he has been alone his whole life.

you can pluck any mc from any cassie series and create a web of support for them, whether it be family or friends, whether the characters believe they have that support system or deserve it or not, that support is STILL THERE. at all points in TMI, clary, jace, alec, izzy, and simon were all there for each other. alec was pretending to believe jace was evil in coa? izzy was staunchly defending jace. clary had a falling out with the others? she had simon. this pattern continues into the books, with gideon and gabriel being forgiven by institute and allowed a place to heal, with jem and will each going through hell but having each other and then having tessa, with the blackthorn siblings having each other to fall back on (including emma), with kit finding a home in LA and then with the carstairs, with the merry thieves considering each other brothers, with cordelia spilling her heart out to lucie, hell even grace had jesse. obviously i haven’t named every character but you get the trend im going for. every character has had SOMEONE, a friend, a significant other, a parabatai, a sibling, the rare parent.

then we have alastair. he had a roughly normal childhood for a few years despite the moving around, having a healthy relationship with his baby sister. but then he turned 10, something changed and he lost everything. on top of having moved around a lot and not having a single stable friend, in a way, he lost his sister and parents. it’s impossible to have a carefree sibling relationship when you’re actively giving up your life and time to protect them. it is by no means cordelias fault that their relationship was lost, but its a sad truth. he loses that reliable open sibling relationship, he loses that relationship with his father, and his mother ceases to be a mother and becomes more a coworker in this panic to keep the family afloat. by taking on this adult role so early on in life he loses the innocence and unconditional reliability of those relationships, and he seemingly never turns to them for comfort ever again, with cordelia only finding out about part of his emotional ordeals in cog, and even then he doesn’t burden her with everything. with this breakdown of the parental units and relationship as well as being isolated, alastair also loses his only example of what a healthy romantic relationship should look like, he has no real idea how a partner should act, which we know will come into play later. let’s also not forget how the one family member that could’ve helped, jem, was actively pushed away by elias who raised his children to not trust silent brothers for his own personal selfish needs.

then he goes to school, desperate for friends and what does he get? a year of verbal and physical bullying, with rumours being spread about his family and bruises slowly covering him. he then has to spend years pretending he’s awful just to survive and by some miracle he gets out and makes 1 (one) singular friend who then publicly friend breaks up with him by threatening to throw him in a river at an engagement party attended by what i assume is the entire enclave (thank you matthew). THEN (yes this tragedy is still going) we get to one of the most unsettling relationships in the series, mostly because the bizarreness of it is just… never addressed? we get alastair and charles who were together in 1902 when they wouldve been about 18 and 23, meaning we got a man who would’ve graduated college by then going after someone who would have just graduated high school… on top of that it was an incredibly toxic relationship with charles making him feel as though he were worthless and a dirty secret and centered the entire relationship around him, his own schedule, his needs, his wants, never making time for anything on alastair’s terms. on top of the love sick teenager syndrome, alastair had never personally witnessed a healthy relationship so on top of that AND being desperate for the closeness and intimacy and support he’d gotten from no one before, he had no way of knowing he was being treated badly, he didn’t know any better until much later, after witnessing charles propose to not one but TWO GIRLS while still keeping alastair sidelined.

so to summarize, alastair has never had a lasting, appropriate, healthy, unconditional, relationship with 1. a parent 2. a sibling 3. a friend 4. a significant other 5. family. he has never been loved for the sake of being loved, hes never had someone care for him because he simply exists, everyone wants something from him and he’s never felt what its like to be truly cared for. for every trauma he has endured, for every night he went out as a child to find his drunken father passed out in a bar to drag him home, for every beating he suffered as a school boy, for every friendship that crumbled to nothing, for every time his only relationship used him and sent him to sleep unsure of his worth, he didn’t have a single person. there was no jem to assure him that no matter his faults he deserved love, no cecily to hand out forgiveness and remind him to not dwell on the past, to just move forward, no julian to turn to when he couldn’t hold up anymore, no izzy to tell him he deserves better or to point out the flaws in how he’s treated, no alec to let him rest and defend him, he has never experienced those healthy dynamics.

not only has he been dealt an awful set of cards, hes never had a single person to help him through life to the point where hes not only alone but the few relationships he does experience actively cause him more problems and pain. mind you this post doesn’t even really address the main traumas he endures this is just the breakdown of his relationships so just mentally add on his MAIN story to all of this… everything elias made him endure, all the bullshit the thieves throw in his face, every time hes given up his life for the sake of someone else… this is just the background to all of that.

in short i think alastair has had one of the hardest lives maybe even the hardest, not because i think hes suffered the worst traumas of all or i think he wins the sadness games, but because he has never had a single person to help him through what he’s experienced, to love him because he exists, never had a single person to care for him through it all and not only is he aware of this tragedy, he thinks he deserves it. he pushes people away, keeps his walls up, thinks he doesn’t deserve love from others, thinks he is too damaged and twisted to burden someone with his existence, and despite his genuinely kind soul, he still thinks he’s cruel and awful and deserving of nothing, but are we surprised? its not like he has anyone to tell him otherwise.

#disclaimer this is lighthearted i dont agree with pain olympics i just want to draw attention to the hell alastair has been forced to endure #obviously opinions can vary this is just my personal take on the series and as someone who heavily values having people around me i think #perpetuatal aloneness would make a life harder than most #i personally feel all traumas are easier to handle knowing youre not alone but if you dont agree? amazing please tell me your opinion #JUST PLEASE DONT BE MEAN TO ME I AM S E N S I T I V E #chain of iron #chain of thorns #the last hours #chain of gold #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #tlh #the infernal devices #tid #alastair carstairs #thomastair #thomas lightwood #sdr hc #sdr essay

[se-mia-bstract]

after s2 rewatch im fully over coffee theory i dont mind if i turn out wrong but anyway

aziraphale originally doesn’t want to go back bc of course he doesn’t heaven is corrupt and everything he loves is on earth

but then he finds out he can make the rules and can bring crowley and that angelic part of him knows he can’t turn his back on a chance to do good on that scale. sure it’ll probably turn out that heaven’s issues are so institutionalised that it can’t be changed just by shaking up the leadership, but ever the slightly naive optimist aziraphale doesn’t believe this.

he has faith in himself, and he has faith in crowley and what they can achieve together. he has also witnessed thousands of years of crowley covertly doing good because it’s in his nature, but he isn’t supposed to actually do it. aziraphale sees an out for crowley, a way he can do the good he’s always been doing without having to pretend. he can be nice.

as aziraphale leaves the metatron he looks uncertain but by the time he’s in front of crowley he’s worked himself up and i think this is because he is sad about the bookshop and leaving earth and the way things are changing. but the thing that matters is crowley. (he was willing to give away books to make sure the ball happened and i would bet money on his dance with crowley also being a big part of his plan in that regards) he gets to keep the one thing most important to him, whilst doing the good he has always fiercely cared about doing. he’s willing to sacrifice everything in order to do good, which just goes to show his strength and belief in himself.

i don’t believe if he was influenced so strongly he would care so strongly. he wouldn’t beg crowley to come with him, wouldn’t insist this was the right thing to do, wouldn’t harden his resolve enough to bite back an ‘i l-’ to be replaced with an ‘i forgive you’. this is personal, it hurts, it is a sacrifice he makes for the sake of light. truth. goodness. he’s an angel. maybe the best angel.

it’s part religious trauma/naivety, part faith in himself (that has of course been built up in part by crowley), part want for crowley’s undeserved punishment to be undone and for him to be properly ‘free’. aziraphale wants to put into motion the ‘shades of grey’ mentality crowley has taught him. he wants to better a broken system and he isn’t willing to let it go without a fight because a) it’s been there his entire existence but also b) he isn’t the giving up kind. he helps gabriel even after everything. why would he stop there? his goodness knows no bounds.

‘come with me’ he knows he can’t turn his back on things now. he knows he’s got to do it no matter the personal cost. which is why he’s desperate for crowley to come around. because this is going to happen with or without crowley, and just like with helping gabriel, he’d always rather do it with crowley at his side.

i think it makes perfect sense for his development. not only by showing he still has trauma to work through regarding heaven, but by also showing the effect crowley has had on him working in tandem with who he’s always been. crowley has shown him how nuanced morality is, how heaven isn’t fair, and he sees this. and because he’s aziraphale, and he’s ‘far too pure of heart’, he’s going to try to implement change instead of getting out. he didn’t run from armageddon. he didn’t run from helping gabriel. it’s not like him to turn away from this ‘chance’.

i think his expression in the lift is him trying to put aside his pain and look ahead at his imagined future and the difference he can make. because without crowley he is still him. he is still an angel who wants to do good. this season kind of showed us how crowley is sort of afloat, and his only real purpose seems to be in regards to aziraphale but aziraphale threw himself straight into the gabriel mystery, has an active life amongst the street and its inhabitants. hes never seemed as untethered as crowley.

aziraphale is going to realise and work through some things about himself in season 3. crowley needs to find himself. and when they come back together it can be in a way that suits them both, where they can be themselves but also together, crowley isn’t a ‘second in command’, they are equals and they are two individuals who are also in love.

it all, painfully, makes some sort of sense.

#does this have much of a strucure? not really #but i felt so strongly i just had to brain fart #aziraphale defender until i die #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season two #good omens spoilers #good omens s2 #good omens s2 spoilers #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands

[pixiedixiedo]

Out of the scale of 1 to 10 which version/interpretations of angels look horrifying or majestic?

1. Bayonetta Angels

2. Evangelion Angels

3. Diablo Angels

4. Legion Angels

5. Classic Bible Accurate Angels

6. Angelerium Angels

8. DOOM angels

7. Ultrakill Angels

8. The Woodsprite and Death from Guillermo Del Toro's Pinnochio

9. Dark Souls Angels

10. Shin Megamei Tensei Angels

Ooo this is a good question, I had a lot of fun looking into these. Thanks for the ask!

1. Bayonetta Angels

I've never played the games before, but these are neat! The ones that look like inanimate objects are interesting, I love their ornateness. 5/10

2. Evangelion Angels

I have yet to watch Evangelion, its been on my watch list for some time, maybe this is my signal to finally get to it. I love giant angels and the feeling they give, no matter how important humans think they are, there will always be things that will outclass them. 9/10

3. Diablo Angels

I love the Diablo angels, I think their designs are super cool. I especially love their wings and their ornate armor. My Tyrael Funko sits on my desk and watches me sleep at night, he's my little guardian angel. 5/10

4. Legion Angels

No femboys :( 1/10

5. Classic Bible Accurate Angels

I love the cosmic horror of biblical angels, Imagine looking at the sky and seeing a creature so large it dips below the horizon. Very gender. 10/10

6. Angelerium Angels

I absolutely adore the Angelarium series, Peter Mohrbacher's work is gorgeous. I think his work really taps into existential fear, especially for the larger angels/emanations; The feeling of being completely overshadowed by forces infinitely more powerful and important than you. 10/10

7. DOOM angels

Im afraid I've never played Doom; I don't think they are all that majestic or horrifying, but I do absolutely adore the combination of the robotic and angelic. 3/10

8. Ultrakill Angels

Ultrakill has a special place in my heart. Again I wouldn't say the angels are that majestic or scary, but that does not mean Gabriel doesn't have ownership over my soul. 2/10

8. The Woodsprite and Death from Guillermo Del Toro's Pinnochio

The angels are actually what got me to watch Pinocchio in the first place, and in extension got me interested in Guillermo del Toro. The angels, on par with the rest of his work, are absolutely gorgeous. Same thing with his Angel of Death in Hellboy. 7/10

9. Dark Souls Angels

I never got around to playing Dark Souls 3, I didn't know until now they had angels! I love their (and the series' in general) haunting but organic design. 6/10

10. Shin Megamei Tensei Angels

This got me into a rabbit hole of looking at different SMT angels. I don't know too much about it but it seems interesting, clearly there was a lot of research put into it which is very intriguing. Thank you for asking me about this! 5/10

#ask #angel #pickle posts

[equallyshaw]

revelations in hawaii - jack hughes.

Warnings: talks of racism. swearing.

Word Count: 2.6k +

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daphne landeskog is the adopted younger sister of colorado captain, gabriel landeksog. and after his relocation to the us, she decided she would go to school in nyc. so she accepted her acceptance at columbia university and was majoring in political science, with a minor in journalism. she had hopes of either returning to europe and settling in london or make the big decision of staying in new york or moving to washington dc. she knew that either way, she would be happy. however, she was more drawn to staying in new york because of her boyfriend of 3 years. she met jack at a party in new jersey one weekend, visiting some friends of her roommates. they have been dating since 2019, the year he came into the league. though they were extremely young - they knew they were the one's for one another.

despite them being together for 3 years almost, she had yet to tell her brother. in particular, who he was. yet, nobody really knew besides jack's sibiling/parents and some of his friends and hers. he wanted to protect what they had, especially against ignorant and close minded people. besides, the two had barely met up with one another anyways so it wasn't that difficult. mel had somewhat of an idea of who it might be, because of how secretive she always was when gabe came to town to play the devils. though daphne never gave any verbal confirmation, mel saw the subtle glances and texts that she sent when they watched the game together. it was a standing tradition for mel to fly to watch the new york games and new jersey game, when the avalanche came to town. mel didn't know who, but she would figure it out soon enough.

daphne was laying on her and jacks' hotel room couch in hawaii. it was now by week and the two had jetted of to the state of coconuts and the disney hotel. though jack joked he couldn't be caught dead there. she was on her phone, waiting for jack to finish up with his hair, which was taking longer than usual. "ugh come on dude." she yelled jokingly to which jack responded with, "im coming bro." as he walked out. she took a double take at the custom made suit, and walked over to smooth it out. "not bad jacky." she smiled wrapping her arms around his neck. he laid his hands on her lower back, admiring her effortless yet chic dress. "looking beautiful as always." he smirked pecking her lips quickly. "lets get a move on chief." he smiled pulling her along out the hotel room door. they took a slow stroll towards the restaraunt on the property. taking in the warm, dusk breeze that was rolling on through. they walked towards the hostess, and was seated not a moment later. where they spent the next two hours enjoying carribean food and yummy dessert.

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it was 9 am the next morning when gabe was taking a stroll with mel on the beach. they walked along the shores of maui, taking in the morning sun. they were walking along the beach facetiming gabes' mom when he heard a familiar voice. he looked to his left, searching for the voice. "gabe?" his mom asked, trying to regain his attention. mel followed the voice and she immeditely starting freaking out. "hun - look!" she said pointing towards the voice. daphne yelled for jack to come back to put some more sunscreen on his face. "jack rowden!" she said playfully, giving him a mocking glare. he grinned, jogging back up to the girl and allowing her to spray his face. "there, now you may go swim." she mused, pushing him away. he winked at her before setting back off for the water. gabe stood their, looking dumfounded while mel smiled widely and took the phone from gabe. "we found your daughter." she mused, flipping the camera to show daphne. "oh yes! she said something about taking a girls trip to hawaii for the weekend." she said matter of factly. "oh well, it doesn't look like one." mel responded giggling. "wait what?" her mom asked, and mel grabbed gabe's hand. "no, it look's like she's with a boy." she mused, as she flipped the camera back to them. gabe was still watching the scene unfold. "did you know about this mama?" he asked. his mom didn't speak for a few seconds, "she told me awhile back she was seeing somebody but didn't tell me who." she responded and gabe seemed like he was gonna burst. "Oh gabriel, don't make that face. it's not the end of the world." she said and that's when gabe figured out who the guy was. "jack hughes?" he said confused. "that name sounds familiar." his mom said, "what do you mean?" gabe asked looking down. "she said something when she was here during the summer. it was on her phone, when i was passing her room one day. and i recgonized that she was in new jersey alot though she said her friend had friends there." their mom explained and gabe nodded. "ill talk to you late mama, im gonna go say something." he said and they said goodbye.

daphne sat down on the beach lounger and fixed her sunhat before leaning back and picked up her book for the weekend. she looked up as she saw somebody or somebodies standing in front of her. her eyes went wide with shock for a moment before shutting her book, "oh hey guys. what are you guys doing here?" she questioned. "its by week, so we took the trip just the two of us." mel responded quickly. she smiled widely, "can we pleae meet the boy?" she questioned excitdely. to which gabe rolled his eyes, and looked back to find jack. daphne shot up, "uh, im here with some friends actually." she said trying to get gabe to turn around. too late. jack was walking back up the beach and caught the glare of gabe. he continued to walk up, and then past them to grab his towel. "hey gabe." he said nervously, as he ran the towel through his hair a few times. "jack." gabe said giving him a curt nod. "hi! im melissa, but you can call me mel." mel said putting her hand out for the young boy. he smiled politely, "hi mel, im jack." he said. ofcourse jack was calm and collected, daphne thought. she smiled when he pressed a kiss to her cheek and stated that he was going to get some iced coffee and that he'd be back. as soon as he was out of ear shot, daphne looked nervously to gabe. "i-" daphne was cut off by gabe. "please tell me this is new." he said. she swallowed and looked down. gabe breathed in a huge breath. "how. long." he stated. she looked at mel before responding, "um- three years this weekend actually." she confessed. gabe ran a hand through his hair. "three years daphne? three fucking years and nothing?!" he said frustrated. "im sorry." she said, trying to hold back tears. "no! sorry wont cut it." he said before walking off. "ill talk to him." mel said hugging her quickly and then walking off to follow him.

daphne sat back on the beach chair and rubbed her eyes. "daph?" jack said as soon as he sat down. he was very concerned as he saw her body language. "darling are you okay?" he questioned pulling her into his chest. she sniffled as she shook her head no. "he's mad." she said before sobbing. her only sibiling was mad at her, she just didn't understand. "im gonna go back to the room." she said a few minutes later, beginning to pull away from jack. "i'll go with you." he said and she nodded, thankful. they walked back to their hotel room, and headed towards the elevator. as soon as they walked out of their room, they saw mel down the hall. she caught sight of the two and walked towards them. they stopped at their room, "he's walking it off. so dramatic for no reason." mel explained and the two nodded. "i shouldn't even have to explain why i've kept it to myself these past few years. why we don't post on social media. he should already know." she said and mel nodded. she understood. jack walked in leaving mel and daphne alone. "let's grab lunch at 3?" mel offered and daphne nodded, and the leaned in for a hug. "talk to you later." daphne said before walking in the room.

daphne sat down at the table waiting for mel, but that wasn't mel's plan. gabe walked into the french restaurant and spoke to the hostess and then she led the way to daphne. daphne looked up and saw gabe, and as soon as she was about to get up, gabe put his hand up. he sat down across from her, and daphne shifted in her seat. "don't go." he said softly. she looked up from her plate, catching his eye. she nodded, before sipping her water. gabe ordered his go to drink, and daphne ordered an arnold palmer. they ordered a charcuterie board and some bread. they thanked the waiter and they sat in silence for a few minutes. "im sorry." gabe started, startling the girl. she cocked her head to the side, furrowing her eyebrows a bit. "i over reacted and im sorry for that. i understand why you haven't said anything privatley and publicly. im not naive, and i apologize for making you uncomfortable or upset." he finished. she nodded, swallowing. "thankyou gabe. even though i felt the need to 'hide' my relationship, i didn't need to hide from you or mel. you guys deserve that respect. i've kept mama and papa in the dark for almost three years as well and that was wrong of me. it honestly made things easier, when i didn't go home during the summer or atleast didn't have extended periods there." she paused as the waiter came back up with the food. "however, i was terrified. our relationship hasn't been easy when we are in public. so i didn't want to let people in, especially via instagram and twitter. we've been heckled and talked to when we go out places. or if i leave to use the washroom or something, people have come up and told jack that he shouldn't be with somebody that wasn't white." she paused sniffling and gabe reached across and grabbed her hand. "i wanted to tell you guys so badly, i really did." she added. "but after we told some people in jacks life just because somebody told somebody in a groupchat and like, he had to drop those people because they said rude things about me and our relationship. and so after that, i decided to keep things private. because i was afraid somebody might say something on the avalanche. i didn't want it spreading." she finished. he shook his head, "dont apologize, no explanation needed. i appreciate your honesty though, ill need that list so i can take care of things on the ice though." he said half joking at the end. she grinned before shaking her head.

the sibilings spent the next two hours talking, catching up, talking about jack and his family. "dude, i seariously think jack is the one though." she said towards the end of the lunch. gabe took a double look at his younger sister before smiling. "really?" he questioned, a look of pure awe. she nodded, "yeah, i don't see myself with anybody else. and even though we are young we talk about it a ton." she mused. gabe smiled, smiling widely. "his family loves me and i adore them. and i know everybody will love him. ive decided to bring him home for a month this summer. the minute i told him, he immeditely booked our flights." she said laughing. "and actually, jack really wants to meet with you. he wants to talk, hang and get to know you. and if you can, that would mean so much." she added. gabe nodded, "ofcourse, how about we all meet up for dinner at the mexican restaurant at 8? and then jack and i can meet at the hotel bar at 6:30?" he said typing away on his phone. she nodded, and they walked out of the restaurant.

the time was 8:15 pm and the guys in question had yet to arrive to dinner. mel and daphne, ordered appetizers and some drinks, waiting for them. "gabe told me, that you said he was the one." mel smirked sipping her vodka cranberry. daphne blushed as she sipper her spiked arnold palmer. "yeah..." she mused. "love that. im so excited to talk to him!" mel said giddily. daphne playfully rolled her eyes, "go figure! you literally would of figured out things if we weren't having this, somehow someway." daphne laughed and mel gave her a knowing look before winking. a second later they heard two guys laughing and they were drawn to the sound. they saw jack and gabe laughig about something. the two were definetly intoxicated, but at the point where they could still hold a conversation. but they looked relaxed and looked like they were having a good time. "hi guys!" mel said smiling, trying to stifle he laugh. gabe leaned down and pecked mel. jack did the same once he sat down. he grabbed ahold her hand and brought it to his lap. "have fun?" she asked leaning closer. he smirked, "you had not reason to be nervous." he smirked before pecking her again. they pulled apart, as the waitress came back up to get the two guys' drinks. "stick with water, this round." mel cut in and the two playfully leand back and pouted. "yeah, we don't need any chaos." daphne joked to which mel pointed at her. "well, dig in. we didn't order this many appetizers for them to go to waist." daphne said taking a tortilla chip biting a piece off. "yes, please!" mel added and the two hockey players dug in.

the dinner went smoothly and the four got on very very well. which meant that ej and his fiance had some rivals in the dinner date department. jack and daphne walked back into their room, and she quickly tore off her heels. she adjusted back to her usual 5'4 height and headed straight for the bathroom to wash her makeup off. "hey hun!" she called out, and a minute later he walked in ready to help her. "can you grab my zipper?" she questioned and he nodded unzipping her dress. she smiled thankfully, about to reach over for the robe. he wrapped his arms around her from behind and looked at her through the mirror. she smiled placing her hands on his, "hi honey- everything ok?" she questioned and he nodded smiling. "yeah, yes. everything is good, just admiring my girl." he said before placing a kiss on her shoulder. "i love you so so much, today just confirmed it once more." he mused and she nodded unsurely. "don't get sappy on me right now, i need to take my makeup off first." she joked and he chuckled a bit. he untied his arms and began to walk into the master room, but before he did he turned around at the door. she quickly tore off her dress and put on the hotel robe. he turned around as she wrapped tied it. "im gonna marry you someday, y'know that right?" he asked startling her. she froze, and looked towards the man grinning. she slowly smiled before nodding. "uh huh." she stated before going to grab her double cleanser. "well- expect something to happen. soon." he said non chalantly before walking out. daphne's eyes went wide, "jack rowden hughes- you can't say things like that and just walk away!" she playfully screamed, going after him.

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@daphnelandy: loml - happy 3 years Jacky

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@trevorzegras: finally omg

@trevorzegras: also when’s the wedding??

↳ @daphnelqndy: 🫶🏻 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

↳ @jackhughes: ;)

@jackhughes: love you sweet girl, so thankful for these 3 years 🤍

↳ @lhughes_6: 🥹🥹🥹🥹

↳ @quinnhughes: Jacky the sap

@lhughes_6: best sis ever !

↳ @daphnelandy: luv u lukey!!!!!

@gabelandeskog: happy for you two. Can’t wait for this summer! 🥳

↳ @jackhughes: can’t wait !!!!!

@mellandeskog: ahhhh love you both sm☺️

↳ @daphnelandy: love youuuuuu sissy

@subbanator: congrats in order for lil daph and lil jizzy

↳ @daphnelandy: 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

@elblue6: love you two!! So glad to have you in our lives, Daphne

@elblue6: also missed those curls

↳ @dapnhelandy: Thankyou Ellen! So grateful for you ❤️ and yes— been teaching him well lol

@calemakar: congrats guys!!

@e6johnson: congrats miss Landy!

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@jackhughes: 3 amazing years with this one 🫶🏻

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@daphnelandy: best bf in the world :)

@daphnelandy: yur stuck w me for life🤞🏻

↳ @jackhughes: can’t wait 🤍

@lhughes_6: where can I sign up for this ??

↳ @dylanduke: hahahhahaha

↳ @ethanedwards: bahahaa

@tysmith: 🥳🥳

@quinnhughes: lil bro ain’t so lil anymore 🥹

↳ @elblue6: no he’s not :(

@trevorzegras: simp simp

@alexturcotte: congrats mate! Glad somebody else puts up with ur bs

↳ @daphnelandy: bahahha love u

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aaaaand i hope you guys enjoyed, i think im gonna do a pt 2 but it could also be read as a standalone. im excited! also, please reblog and like- vv appreciative !

#jack hughes #gabe landeksog #New Jersey devils #colorado avalanche #Quinn hughes #Luke hughes #nhl #hockey #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes one shot

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 10 Transmission (Kwami’s Choice Part 1)

(Spoilers below)

-Okay so Marinette is hella depressed. I think this is the morning after Elation

-Wow she sounds so done

-Honestly summed up Adrien never started, Luka couldnt have started, and Chat noir shouldnt have started.

-Girl quoted her theme song and dissed herself. Damn

-And before I see posts saying she shouldnt be so focused on her love life... She is 13 f*** off

-Alya’s message was ignored by Marinette because she really in the dumps. And tikki saw the second call from Adrien and was like “Yea... she wouldnt want that call right now”

-EVEN THE VOICE MAIL IS DEPRESSED!

-Well Bustier is really showing the baby bump now

-Nino helping alya wing woman. Now thats cute

-Adrien blames himself specifically chat noir for Marinette feeling bad. And Plagg is like “Yea pretty much”

-Adrien realizing the consequences of his actions

-She took down all the photos of adrien. Not to be that guy, but if the is was about all her failed love life, luka’s photos would be removed to. Just saying

-Adrien really going up there to try and cheer her up. Boy knows what she is going through (and is mainly at fault for it)

-Look this angst is absolutely delicious and I am eating it up...

-How can they not hear the kwami. Plagg literally yelled

-Marinette was about to tell him... but then the trashcan

-I mean... we know he has seen the photos but seeing them in the trash... baby boy no

-Adrien just confessed! Damn! That is an angry yet touching confession. Boy is pissed the girl he loves is hating on herself. Dude... I can relate. (Ah memories of teen angst)

-She turned him down. Ouch.

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-oh look its zoe. After all the angst she is ... certainly a person to see

-Did they seriously throw a party without them even there?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

-Im sorry but no. I do not need to see this right now.

-Wow... Alya your brain cells are like negative right now. You should PROBABLY check before you think a party is a good idea.

-Zoe being the only one with a brain cell right now. The rest of the class I get... they sort of have horde mentality when the plot is involved.

-And Nora be calling. I wonder why

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-And now just rubbing salt in the wounds

-Boy be depressed.

-And now its monarch. Because only when he can exploit his son does he actually care

-Wait... oh he didnt. Well it isnt the first time he didnt do it. He only tries to akumatize adrien when he knows he is chat noir. So I guess not as big of a prick as you could have been Gabe

-Plagg is like “My boy is destroying himself over this. Fu was wrong to do this”

-Plagg suggesting they find new holders for themselves to save them.

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-Zoe continuing to show that she is the only one with a braincell.

-286 days since adrien came to school?

-Wait a f***ing minute. IT HASNT BEEN A YEAR? ITS ONLY BEEN 9 MONTHS. WHAT THE S*** ASTRUC

-Adrien is depressed and his mom is checking up on him. (I mean Nathalie)

-And now they realize that their party was a dumb idea

-Nathalie sees Gabriel and is already in Mama Bear mode

-Gabriel... what are you planning?

-Did he just come in here to give him an alliance ring?

-Lila heart ache rating? Gabriel... what the s***

-YOU PIECE HUMAN FECAL MATTER! THIS WAS ALL TO GIVE HIM AN ALLIANCE RING AND MAKE HIM A DEADLIER AKUMA. YOU INSUFFERABLE SAKE OF SHIT! I AM GLAD YOU ARE DYING AND I HOPE EVERY MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE EXISTS AS PURE AGONY FROM THE CATACLYSM.

-The Kwami! The kwami took back the miraculous. I mean i knew they would cause spoilers but... damn. This hurt more than expected

-That mother f***er. YOU WOULD AKUMATIZE YOUR OWN SON!?

-Adrien realizes he has a chance now. Boy is going to try! And it ruined his father’s plans

-But now Marinette and Adrien arent feeling the crushing burden of their hero lives.

-Like I feel like they would still be depressed for a bit longer... But that is just me

-Guy is wearing 5 rings at once? Like why that many?

-He realized he forgot to give her the homework. And sees she is in better spirits. A good sign

-She cant say it. She is trying to say she loves him. But she struggling. I think it might be a mental block or something at this point

-The parents went to go check and they both realized what was happening and Immediately went back down. Now if it were me. That door stays open. I dont care if the boy is literal sunshine. No closed doors when boys are over. But enough about parenting. Back to the adorablw

-Okay the hand thing was cute. Also... was the music for this show ALWAYS this on point?

-THEY CANON! THEY KNOW! BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE!!!!

-Party turned back into a strategy meeting

-Wait.... Is his name Boubi. What did Nora do?

-OMG THATS HILARIOUS!

-Tikki and Plagg shopping for holders

-DAMN IT! NOW WE WILL NEVER GET CAT NINO! I HATE THIS

-Okay while I am not crazy about Nino getting shafted. I do find it funny that Plagg sees a blond yell at people and is like “Yep, thats my next holder”

-HE JUST THREW THE RING AT HER!

-look at him!

-At least Tikki talked to alya first.

-Though in hindsight, Tikki is being  dumb. Marinette Knows that Alya was Scarabella. So she would know Alya was Ladybug. Would that be smart?

-Okay Alya, i will forgive your stupidity earlier in the episode

-Wait... is he giant now?!

-So he has rocket fists

-Okay so... yea I am still not sold on Cat!Zou’s look. I hate the lips stick. And How come SHE can have yellow eyes but Ladynoir couldnt have blue?

-Man, Imagine getting to be new heroes and your first bad guy has 5 miraculous powers plus his own giant size and rocket fists

-Wait... Did he resist CATACLYSM?! OHHHHH... He got the bull miraculous too

-Now he can multipy!

-Im confused... whats the plan?

-Ah yes, the firemen are the real heroes

-OH I GET IT. MAKE HIM BLIND SO HE BRINGS THE SHIELD DOWN. Clever

-Well played

-Wait... why does this guy look like a mix of Blingbling boy and Mr.T?

-Adrien and Marinette had a cute moment

-Oh no... Zoe and Alya had their Alliances on them. Well s***

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so for part one.

I will say I enjoyed every scene involving Marinette and Adrien in it. It was precious and now they canon!.

Outside of that it was... well mid.

Gabriel proved he deserves death

Alya’s mental capacity was questioned.

Zoe’s personality seems to be Only braincell in existence

And the cliff hanger was kind of expected but not in a bad way.

That being said

6.5/10

More pros then cons but it is probably the episode I had the least enjoyment of outside of the Adrinette

#gale reviews #ml spoilers #ml transmission #ml transmission spoilers #adrinette #AHHHHHHHH

[bittersweetyrn]

fun reactions my mom had to good omens 2

we watched the first season together back in november when i wrote a big communications paper on it, so i had to remind her of stuff. I tried to make these as close to verbatim as possible bc she is very silly and forgetful too <3

spoilers ahoy under the cut!

"That's entirely my fault for not collecting the rent!" mom: gonna tell our landlord about this

Gabriel is naked in the streets mom: is he naked?

mom: literally gets jump scared by Crowley's scream of Gabriel

"I thought I'd put the books in alphabetical order...what's author?" mom: oh no "I was shelving the books by the first letter of the first sentence." mom: OH NO

mom: why do these crows sound all fucked up? mom: ohhhh....haha

"Was Eve a baby?" "No, they can arrive at any size." mom: *literally losing her mind laughing*

"You have my word as an angel." mom: *gasp* and he wasn't struck down???? oooooooh.... mom: wait were job's children really killed in the Bible???

"You said it wasn't lonely." "I'm a demon..." mom: ....I lied. *looks at me like this* 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"I always say the best part of a cupperty is looking at it." mom: awww, a nice angel!! they're cute

Aziraphale's custom job of the Bentley mom: cute, it changes depending on who's driving it :3

Sean Biggerstaff: appears mom, nearly yelling: who is that!!!! who is he!!! I know him!!! what's he on!!!!

discussion of selling bodies for anatomy lessons mom: oh yeah this was an episode of Sawbones

Crowley makes a big hole mom: oh my god he just sent them to hell?????

Elspeth pours a glass of laudanum mom: she's gonna kill Aziraphale

crowley loopy off poison mom: he reminds me of Jim Carrey

"I mostly use it for Twitter. And Grindr." mom: what's Grindr? me: I literally can't do this right now

"You know I can't cross the threshold." mom: what is happening, vampires now??

mom: (about Furfur) that's the Neo of Sporin guy

nazi-zombie burps out the drunk guy's song mom: just like iZombie...

"Oh, well! Sometimes you meet a stubborn turnip." mom: he is so embarrassing

the entire bullet catch scene mom: I'm chewing all my cuticles off im so nervous

Furfur gives Crowley the evidence packet mom: ooh I bet the picture isn't even gonna show up, that'll save them. somehow.....oh. never mind.

Nina walks into the bookshop for the ball mom: what has he done to everyone??? wow, aziraphale doesn't know anything, huh mom: also Jim looks like he's wearing the suit from Dumb and Dumber

mom: *cracks up at every instance of the Jim/James/Gabriel goof*

"You are unloved and unlovable." mom: jesus that's pretty harsh

"You wanna come in here and say that to my face?" mom: HONEY NO

Heaven's security footage of Gabriel as he leaves mom: okay, hohoho, now all the pieces are coming together.

fly climbs into Jim's eye mom: aueghhgheohh??

"No need to ever meet again, is there?" "None whatsoever." mom: pfft, they're in love

"No one's ever given me anything before." mom: now I'm sad :(

Metatron buying coffee mom: who's that? is he important? me: you saw him like 15 minutes ago. earlier in the episode mom: really? when?

metatron scowls at crowley mom: whoa why'd he scuzz him so hard?

The Argument mom: MY CUTICLES!! *keeps looking over at me nervously*

"I forgive you." mom: oh no he didn't

mom: is there gonna be another season?

me: if people watch it enough, but it's also up to amazon

mom: we should write a letter to amazon

#good omens spoilers #good omens 2 #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens #“the angels not recognizing the metatron is a plothole” #me: actually my mom didn't recognize him in the literal same episode he appeared in soooo #writing a letter to amazon is such a gen-x thing lol #this was very fun watching with her #of course I will keep rewatching it/having it play in the background at all hours of the day #but my mom doesn't have to know how mentally ill I am #text #long post

[almalvo]

STAR TREK: DISCOVERY | S1E3 "Context Is For Kings"

[I will react to each episode individually and in full, raw reception and then post as is unrevised here onto my tumblr for the full span of every and all NuTrek episodes and series that have been and will be released. If this falls under your field of interest - I welcome your company in joining me. Enjoy the ride.] -------

Rated "mature" huh. [suspicious face] man seeing the starfleet symbol ugh man look outside its so pretty i love the colours i keep saying this but i looooove the colourssss ugh these effects are so are SOOO whoa nice suit on the pilot the filming style is odd in DISCO pacing wise rn still but whats cool is it no longer feels like that almost stagnant "another day in star trek" type feeling. everything feels very specialised episode by episode - very "limited series" - cuz it is. what ship is this it looks kinda like an idic pin from underneath NCC OH SHIT ITS THE SHIPPPPPP OHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKK THIS IS DISCOVERY?!!?!??!?!??! OH MFUCK ITS NAME IS AFTER A SHIP YEAH OK DUH BUT ALSO WHAT THE FUCK ugh this intro listen youll read this probably the next 50 times over how i just gawk at the everything that im eating right now with my eyeballs the Discovery ship has such an odd shape no but its literally IDIC the ship but also its SOOO cool to see the evolution of the ship designs until we land at the PERFECT ratio of NCC-1701 Enterprise.

fuck that just made me think - oh SHIT---

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh who HO\ WHO WHO LEADS THIS SHIP WHO WHOOOOOOOOOO LEEEAAAAAAADS THHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS SHHSHSIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP whoa eyes with pretty reflection/not reflection nvm who is this????????? gabriel lorca? ok sry not to be underwhelmed but i am too eager its my fault alright mr. lorca - lets see what you about. i have never seen someone just eat fortune cookies like an everyday snack in a wooden bowl. discovery has a very interesting feeling, more..

door just shut in her face wow WHO ELSE IS ON THIS MASSIVE SHIP THOUGH NO NO NO ALSO ITS A FUCKING SCIENCE VESSEL. SCIENCE. VESSEL. SCIENCE. Whos this lady? aw she seems cute sylvia tilly? aw poor gal id shake her hand yo i like these beds mickey nah nahhh no thanks sylvia. sylvia. listen. dont be weird now. black alert. intersting what the hell ? its so PRETTY THOUGH whoaaaaa WHAOSSSS WHOAAA yeah no WHAT the hell IS going on on this ship please do tell??? new replicator hi saruuuu he is very fitting as first officer what are you eating? hahahahahhahha wow they nailed that one blueberries huh yeahhhh not me thinkin he eating larvae or somethin nope no sirrr i like the bowl hes eats from from though ugh hes so TALLLLL hes such a nice stick

idk why the title image of this show with burnham giving the vulcan salute only NOW is hitting me with its potential significance

fearing a black woman huh idk bruh come on now star trek not today bro not today

stamets why does this name sound familiar tf is this so fuckin weird though must we be so discriminatory tho lmao this stamets? whats this sparkle wahts happening stamets are you gay sir are you gay damn sir wonder what you gon do also burnham giving the vulcan brow ugh itll be so cool to have holographic text though? man how can we get that to work without a backlight of aerosol straal? straal and stamets. excuse me. ARE YALL LOVERS ??? ARE YALL A'LOVIN??? KISSY KISSY? YALL BOYFREEENNNNS??? lurkers lol ok. lurker such a fuckin nerdy word lmaooo stamets and straal huh. i got my EYES on you ew also give me that starfleet towel WHERE ARE YOU BURNHAM THIS LOOKS SO FUCKING BEUATIFUL OH MY GOD I HAVE ENVISIONED SOMETHING SO MUCH LIKE THIS ONBOARD STARFLEET SHIPS LIKE WE ALL HAVE OH MY GOD that put a chilll through my spine in a wonderful way

lorca has a mouth and rbf eyes like Homelander his face kind of reminds me of homelander lmaoo hi sylvia yall need to smile a bit mroe lol you better apologise the green screening is almost perfect but the border is still there the border of sylvias face against the greenscreen behidn the glass is too hard when its blue outside when irl the face woul have a light that really diffuses about the curfature of her face anwyays astromycologist fascinating. i like what hes talking about though tickles the science degree in me hahaha man what is this research im so curious what project is lorca up to? ugh so juicy im SOOO curious ugh shuttlepod looks fucking sexy. alright whos gonna die in here. whos the redshirt in this away party. whoaaa the mangling is nicee WHAT WAS THAT oml star trek horror though is SUCH a grand idea fuckkkk meeeee bruh this deadspace or what no lie i like the OG bat'leth design more of the blades splayed INWARDS than out

thats big bruh this is liteally deadspace its not gorn in here right lol its not right idk gorn gorn. gorn can do this right thats the first thing i thought when i saw any of this damage. sylvia you brave owowowoww NEVER MIND WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT someone give me a star trek indie horror game RIGHT NOW DO IT ill fucking do it if no one does ill fucking DO IT. oop well guess we know who the redshirt is. broo the way their bodies are twisted like that is wickedddd i dont think ive seen bodies STRETCHED and wrung like a towel before stamets is so calm he dont give no fuck. stamets my man what have you BEEN through?

big space mole looks like a fuckin cow-size tardigrade JEFFERIES TUUUUUBEEE burnham's composure is crazy ugh she recitin what? it better not be another "literary classic" bullshit. this is literally a giant tardigrade. ugh look at the bridgee i love this shot from the outside in why it blurry at the end tho ay ooo who this freeza droid XD GIVE ME THOSE BOOTS YO i want my room to be the bridge oh my god if i had money id remodel my house and make my room the bridge the viewscreen would be my personal theatre fucking bigass monitor projection did I hear that--- TRI TRIBBBLEEEEE EAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT IS A FUCKINGGGG TRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ONNNNNNNNNNN HIIIIIIS DESSSSSSSSSSKKKKKKK they really are just having this conversation with a tribble just chillin on his desk son. i knew that sound anywhere oh my god GIVE ME ONE RIGHT NWO GIVE ME A BLACK ONE RIGHT NOW.

FUCK. bye tribbleee oooo in-ship transport what is this box what is the research what the fuck is happening. that is so pretty ohh intersting organic propulsion this is fascinaatingggg oh i really like this lorca has great delivery i BELIEVE in his role god the magic of masterful actors. love it WHOA THIS IS TOO FUCKING BEAUTLFUL NOOOOOO TAKE ME AWAYYYYY oh i love this pacing just now this whole scene was so good im so enamoured right now ugh its so nice to see creative cinematography why the tendrils on saru though what purpose do they serve wtf man wonder if we gon have more that typical star trek alien sexy-time lmaooooo ugh alice in wonderland really when we done with this shit :/ sylvia you wanna be captain? u know what - maybe you might be. if you dont die getting there. (you didnt hear that from me ahurghurghurgunrguhg-)

FOSTER FOSTER MOM AND HER SON??? YOU GREW UP WITH SPOCK????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK WHYYYYYYYYYY HOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU TELLIN ME BURNHAM IS KIRK'S SISTER IN LAW GET THE FUCK OUT

imn losin it whoa dead spcimens who whats in ITS THE GIANT TARDIGRADE sir you did this on purpose what you plannin lorca whats your grand design ughhh the scale of this ship though ugh EAT ME UP no i like that scene a lot though the one with cap lorca talking to burnham in the box - please intellectual star trek lore on mainstream play with modern techonological representation PLEASE oh im so intriguedddddddd.

bring it the fuck on.

kirk's sister in law, what even the fuck--

#star trek #star trek discovery #discovery #DISCO #nutrek #thoughts #text #reaction #almalvo

[cass-ettetape]

hihihihiiiiii i’m new to tumblr but here’s my first oc, charlie. i’m still working on her design and developing them, but i still thought i’d share. :3

Name: Charlie (last name tbd) ((im super open to suggestions))

Gender: Non-binary (they/them pronouns)

Likes:

- Music, especially playing bass in their band.

- Secondhand and DIY fashion.

- Eco-conscious living and political activism.

- Vinyl record collecting.

- Art, particularly embroidery and sewing.

Dislikes:

Closedmindedness to other ideas

- Superficiality and insincere people.

- Indefference

Hobbies:

- Playing bass and music composition.

- Sewing, embroidering, and creating DIY clothing.

- Collecting and curating vinyl records.

- Participating in environmental activism.

Personality:

Charlie is passionate and embodies a blend of punk and hippie ideologies. They are environmentally conscious, politically engaged, and creative. Charlie is empathetic and values their close relationships with family and friends, particularly their dad and Jonah. They’re emotionally intelligent and well adjusted, but they’re smart too, particularly in mathematics and engineering.

Alignment and Morals:

Charlie's morals are aligned with environmental and political activism, rooted in their desire for positive change in the world. They believe in fairness, equality, and individual expression. They believe in always finishing what you’ve started.

Relationships:

Dad: Charlie shares a deeply loving and close relationship with their father. He has been a strong musical influence in their life and has played a significant role in shaping their character. He’s their biggest inspiration and greatest support.

Jonah: Jonah is not only Charlie's best friend but a bandmate as well. Their bond started in childhood, and is unbreakable, despite the challenges they face. They connect over their shared love for music, but also butt heads during moments of grief and distance (Defffff not important later).

Lorenzo: Lorenzo is another bandmate and friend of Charlie's. They value his passion for music history and appreciate his contributions to the band's creative process. They value his good listening skills and respect his dedication to the things he enjoys.

Malik: Charlie enjoys connecting with Malik through their shared interests in art and creativity. They encourage Malik to explore his artistic side as he’s been neglecting it. They love Malik’s general good vibes, positive demeanor, and stong moral compass.

Gabriel: Charlie and Gabriel have many moral and philosophical discussions.Gabriel handles the more theological side, while Charlie the more practical side. They appreciate the perspective and really get each other thinking.

Mannerisms and Expressions:

• Charlie tends to adjust their jewelry when contemplating or nervous.

• Expresses themselves through music and occasional introspective silences. (They go nonverbal (Me Fr))

• Values quality time and often initiates activities with friends.

• They have a hard time managing volume and speed of speech. When they have something to say they often talk to fast for anyone to understand.

• Although they love talking and would never mean any harm, they have a hard time judging when someone is done speaking, and sometimes accidentally cut them off.

Love Languages:

• Primary: Quality Time

• Secondary: Words of Affirmation

• Giving: Acts of Service

Looks:

- Depending on their preference, Charlie may have various hairstyles, both long and short funky cuts.

- A few tattoos and piercings.

- They are often dressed in earthy tones, such as green and brown, but they also love blue amd turquoise tones.

Fashion:

Charlie's fashion is one of their favorite means of self expression, and they see it as a reflection of their character. After all, if they shopfast fashion can they really claim to believe the things they do? They prefer secondhand and DIY clothing, often modifying and creating their own pieces. Their wardrobe includes band t-shirts, ripped jeans, cargos, maxi skirts, and jorts. Charlie loves to accessorize with unique jewelry and accessories like beaded necklaces and bracelets.

Brief Backstory:

Charlie's backstory includes their childhood experiences in their dad's band and their close relationship with him. They met Jonah as a young child in school, and their friendship with Jonah grew over time. Jonah eventually joined their family, becoming like a son to Charlie's dad. Jonah and Charlie started their own band after their dad's band broke up, inspired by the idea of creating music together. Their story takes a poignant turn when Charlie's dad is diagnosed with cancer, testing their resilience and love for each other. Later in the story, Jonah's avoidant attachment style leads to a rift in their relationship, which Charlie desperately wants to mend. To show their support and love, they write a song with the help of their bandmates.

#oc #artist #original character #my ocs #ocs #oc ref sheet #oc reference #writing #idk how to tag lol

[astarionz]

4 and 10 for ambrose 15 for immren + a and g (about both of them) for yewwww

How easy is it to earn their trust?

not easy at all. he's extremely paranoid, but he's very easy to talk to and work with despite that. like he doesn't Seem that he's always on edge, but he is. even more so after he becomes prince, because he has a different mindset about the camarilla and anarchs compared to the primogen, who REALLY don't like him, but appointed him as prince since he's naive and easy to control. then they send him across the country once he starts rebelling and being difficult.

the only one person he genuinely trusts is iver. that's why he offered the mutual blood bond lol. and then they divorce every other week. sorry this is unrelated . there's lucien also but they grew apart once ambrose became "more important."

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

ambrose lies so much. even when he's telling the truth, he will usually keep the parts of it to himself if it means getting things to work in his favor. that sort of thing, if that makes sense ?

there are lies he's told that DO actually haunt him. idk if you remember, but that comic i drew of him and his brother, gabriel. like ambrose's sire wiped gabe's memory of him. ambrose meets him again years later and catches gabe's attention bc hes just Staring. so he has to act like he doesn't know him. that hurt him a lot. (brief ambrose lore, his parents died before he was turned, and gabe is his only remaining family member. who's basically dead to him now since andrew mindwiped him and forbids ambrose from speaking to him ever again.)

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

for immren's voice claim, i'm really drawn to jamie bower I think. [Im really sorry for the strangers thing clip, i don't see immren having a british accent 😭] but the way jamie speaks here is really really accurate to how i imagine immren's cadence though. also since his voice also isn't as deep as the voice i used in bg3 (i still love you Voice 3 ).

immren is soft spoken in a normal conversation, almost whispering half the time. every word he says, it's like he says it with purpose. he speaks so eloquently in a way that makes most people Want to listen to him. super easy for him to be manipulative. Looks at his in-game charisma stat.....

also he NEVER uses fillers during his sentences like "um" "uh" "er" etc etc, if that makes sense. though i guess that goes along with "every word he says is said with purpose." lol.. he rarely rehearses because he doesn't need to. he will stay silent if he absolutely needs to think over a response to something. (ex. Gortash asking him to come with him to steal the crown of karsus from mephistopheles, and immren just staring at him for a good twenty seconds before verbally replying.)

he does struggle to speak with emotion, and if he tries, it sounds forced and unnatural. the characters that get to know him on a more personal level can understand his genuine feelings since he's so Direct anyways.

SORRY . I REALLY RAMBLED i hope this makes sense

Why are you excited about this character?

ambrose has a lot of fun connections in his world i love thinking about and would like to eventually draw more interactions of! iver, lucien, his sire, the random human men he won't ghoul but plays with their lives anyways, his former coterie, his new coterie. he's also a fashion model so that gives me an excuse to dress him up like a barbie with fun clothes i find on pinterest. Also vtm in general makes me excited and happy, and not to be biased but i really like my dumbass ventrue lol

immren has a lot of interesting traits to him i like to talk about! not only does he experience the horrors of being a bhaalspawn, he also has that cosmic horror aspect about him too with his eldritch patron. im excited to draw more horror related things with him if im ever feeling brave enough, there are some painting ideas i do have in mind already. there are also things in bg3 i haven't really touched on yet with art so im excited to get around to those too with him

What trait of theirs bothers you the most?

ambrose is really difficult for me to characterize a lot of the time. he's a hypocrite. he's kind. he's twisted. he wants to protect humans yet plays with their lives like they're his toys. he's manipulative. he seeks out the best for his coterie members. im afraid he reads off as inconsistent but maybe that's his charm? 😭

immren is supposed to be a really evil and dark character but sometimes i feel like im woobifying on accident. . does this count . LMFAOO

#ask #oc: ambrose #oc: immren #THANKuu i wrote so many words oops #Guys if theres another spot i forgot to finish a sentence at . . well..

[abbacuuss]

1. selfie: I'll post one after this.

2. what would you name your future kids? Genevieve and Canderous Scott or Scott.

3. do you miss anyone? I miss my brother, Drew.

4. what are you looking forward to? Just being happy.

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile? My mom.

6. is it hard for you to get over someone? Absolutely.

7. what was your life like last year? Full of sickness.

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed? Yes

9. who did you last see in person? My mom.

10. are you good at hiding your feelings? Yes. I'm a Capricorn.

11. are you listening to music right now? No just a fan.

12. what is something you want right now? Tacos.

13. how do you feel right now? My body hurts.

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you? Its been a while

15. personality description: Sarcastic nerd

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t? Yeah.

17. opinion on insecurities. I am insecurities personified.

18. do you miss how things were a year ago? Not at all.

19. have you ever been to New York? I've never been out of the Tristate area.

20. what is your favourite song at the moment? Word up by Cameo

21. age and birthday? 32 and Jan 15th

22. description of crush.

23. fear(s): Death.

24. height: 6'

25. role model: My brother.

26. idol(s): Billie

27. things i hate: myself

28. i’ll love you if… you accept me as I am.

29. favourite film(s): Donnie Darko, original Ghostbusters, and 10 things I hate about you

30. favourite tv show(s): too many to name

31. 3 random facts: I can't roll my tongue, I can't blow bubbles in gum, and penguins have a gland above their eyes that convert salt water to fresh water to see when diving.

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys? Girls?

33. something you want to learn: more languages

34. most embarrassing moment: peed myself at a church sleepover. I didn't even go to that church.

35. favourite subject: pottery

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill? Be happy, be comfortable financially, treat my mom right.

37. favourite actor/actress: Paul Rudd

38. favourite comedian(s): Gabriel Iglesias

39. favourite sport(s): curling

40. favourite memory: Coming home from the hospital after my blood clot.

41. relationship status: single

42. favourite book(s): World War Z

43. favourite song ever: Pearl of the Stars by Coheed and Cambria

44. age you get mistaken for: 20s

45. how you found out about your idol: He is my sibling.

46. what my last text message says: "nope. Not hurt."

47. turn ons: ask me privately.

48. turn offs: Dishonesty

49. where i want to be right now: Im in bed so...

50. favourite picture of your idol: nope

51. starsign: Capricorn

52. something i’m talented at: making people laugh

53. 5 things that make me happy: my cats, tacos, video games, giving love, and learning new things.

54. something thats worrying me at the moment: my heart.

55. tumblr friends: all of them.

56. favourite food(s): Mexican food, Italian food, American Chinese food

57. favourite animal(s): otters and cats

58. description of my best friend: n/a

59. why i joined tumblr: was reporting e3 back in 2009

60. ask me anything you want: you didn't ask me anything.

#answered #asked #anon #about me

[luckyqueenreign]

Omg im the one that submitted the Gabrielle theory!! Please do use it!! I just finished you first impression and loved it!!

Two fics in one day... who am I?

I loved your Gabrielle theory and wanted to explore a possible storyline through that.

I even tried to make Gabrielle a little bit redeeming lol..She was just trying to look out for MC! Hope I did you proud :)

@fujiihime @tjsmommy719 @squishy-noodles @kunepie

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THREE’S A CROWD - SURESH / GABRIELLE POV 

Suresh looked down at his watch, Gemma’s going to kill me. It had been the third time this week, he’d promise her that he wouldn’t work late but he was now two hours late to their dinner plans. His office was currently going through a massive re-structuring, and they were short staffed, his boss was asking for an “all hands-on deck approach” from all the senior and mid-level staff. He couldn’t say no when he was on the fast track to partner. He thought he had come up with a great solution to their temporary problem weeks ago, he asked Gemma to move in with him. His apartment was nicer than hers, it was bigger, it was on a better part of town. She basically lived there as it was, it just made sense. 

But Gemma said no, multiple times. She said she had a “rule” about not living with someone before she was engaged to them. They’d been together for over a year now and he could see himself proposing to her. He was going to propose to her. She was his dream girl after all. He just needed to get over this hump at work and then he would propose. They could have the big wedding she’d always dreamed of. His family wasn’t super traditional, but he imagined they’d want to keep some of his Sri Lankan traditions for the wedding. 

He turned his key into Gemma’s knob and turned it to open the door. The apartment was pitch black. 

“G?” 

Down the hall he could hear faint whispers from what seemed to be a conversation and he could see the glow coming from underneath Gemma’s bedroom door. 

Why is her door closed. She never closes her door. 

“Gemma?” 

With that she stopped talking and she rushed whoever was on the other line off the phone. She rushed out of her room, flustered. 

“Hey babe!” 

She ran over to give him a kiss. 

No argument? No snide remark about being late? 

“I’m sorry I’m late, work ran over again.” 

“It’s ok, should we go out, order in? I guess I could also whip up something quickly too. Not sure what you’re in the mood for –“ 

“Gemma who was the on the phone?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Just now when I got home you were on the phone. Who were you on the phone with?” 

“Hmm... I could do with a Chinese...” 

“Gemma!” 

“Oh sorry! I was uh just oh on with Chloe.” 

“Since when do you stutter just to say you were on with Chloe?” 

“I didn’t stutter…oh my god Suresh what’s with the grilling? If you’re stressed from work keep it there, please. Don’t bring it home to me. I’ve not done anything to you. I was just trying to sort your dinner and you’ve come home with all this weird aggressive energy.”

“Well, this isn’t my home now is it, Gemma!” 

“Nope, not this again. We are not having this argument right now. Literally what’s wrong with you?” 

“What’s wrong with me?! You’re over here having secret conversations; you refuse to move in with me and you’re acting like there’s something wrong with me?” 

“We’re not doing this right now. Just go to your apartment Suresh. We’ll speak in the morning.” 

With this he turns around and storms off leaving Gemma’s apartment. 

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Suresh drives aimlessly towards his apartment, but he realizes he doesn’t want to go home. He starts driving towards The Social. It’s his favorite bar, it’s close to his office and his apartment. He decides to leave his car near his apartment. The amount of drinking he’ll be doing tonight he shouldn’t get behind the wheel of a car. 

Suresh receives his usual raised eyebrow and come-hither stares from women that he’s become accustomed to it over the years. After over a year of successfully ignoring those types of looks from women he feels like he’s built a special Gemma armor around him. Mostly impenetrable to women. 

“Reshyyy!!!” Gabrielle squealed from the other side of the bar, she couldn’t contain her excitement and ran over to hug him. “I haven’t seen you in like a week where have you been?”

“Work has been an absolute mad house. I need lots and lots of tequila tonight.” 

“Your wish is my command!” 

Gabrielle smiled mischievously as she dropped two tequila shots in front of Suresh. She pressed her breasts together and leaned forward to him. 

“Let’s see if this big boy can handle these tiny tequila shots.” 

Suresh took down the two shots with ease. 

“Just leave the bottle.” Suresh continued to drink shot after shot for the next hour or so.

“Babes, we’re actually closing down in 15 minutes.” 

Suresh was drunk. Very drunk. He was slurring his words. He got up and the room started to spin but he got his bearings. 

“Nooo. But weee we’reere just starrrrting to have fuun.” 

Gabrielle walked over to him and held his shoulder. 

“Suresh are you ok,” Gabrielle said as she looked at him with a flirtatious smile. 

“Of course, I am G,” with that Suresh grabbed Gabrielle into a sloppy drunken kiss. For Gabrielle this was months in the making. She’d dreamed of what kissing Suresh would feel like, and what being with him would be like. She didn’t know much about him but she hoped this kiss was the start of something more. 

“Do you want to go back to my place, or should we go to yours?” Gabrielle asked expectantly. 

Suresh looked at her confused. “I don know where I live.” He started to laugh.

Gabrielle laughed with him. “Alright we can head to my place then, I can drive.”

Suresh snored in the passenger seat as Gabrielle drove them to her apartment. OMG I can’t believe this is happening. He’s so gorgeous. 

When they arrive at her place Suresh is still very inebriated. He's swaying as he walks down her hallway. She leads him to her bedroom, and they start to kiss. Their kiss starts slow and sensual, and she starts to kiss his neck as she starts to move down to his chest he says. “Gemma, I love you so much just move in with me.” 

Gabrielle stops kissing him. 

“Suresh, what did you say”

“Gemma, I love you.” 

With that he turns over and begins to snore. 

How could she be so stupid. Of course, he has a girlfriend. Gemma. 

He’s made a fool of me for MONTHS. Flirting with me. Gassing me up. Making it seem like he wanted anything with me. He clearly just did that for attention. I’ll give him attention. How could he cheat on his girlfriend? And I know he's not the type of guy to ever own up to his mistakes. Maybe I should help her find something in his phone that will make her see what a shitty, two-timing boyfriend she has.

Gabrielle looked around for Suresh’s phone, once she spotted it, she got to work. She removed his shirt and his pants. She left his underwear on but inched it down. She put on her red lacy lingerie set and took out his phone and posed. When she finally had the picture, she liked she saved it to his camera roll. 

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Suresh woke up in a panic. This wasn’t his apartment. This wasn’t Gemma’s apartment. He wasn’t wearing clothes. Who was next to him?? He tried to move but his head felt like he had been buried under a ton of bricks. He had to get the hell out of here. He didn’t remember having sex. He didn’t remember much of anything. Gemma’s apartment. Car. THE SOCIAL. He finally inched his head over and he could see her red hair, her tattoos. What did you do Suresh? 

Suresh tried to silently get up and get his things. Everything was everywhere and his pounding headache made it so much harder to pick everything up. When he finally finished getting dressed, he heard Gabrielle stir.

“Good morning, babe,” she said. 

“Hey Gab. Listen nothing happened between last night, right? 

She started to giggle, “Well I wouldn’t call that nothing,” she said as she pointed to Suresh’s member. “I had a lot of fun last night. Maybe we can do it again soon” 

“G, you’re a great girl but I can’t. I’m sorry. I have to go.” 

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

You have to tell Gemma. There’s no way out of this you have to tell Gemma. But what do I tell Gemma? What the hell even happened?

Suresh takes an Uber home to wash the smell of tequila and regret off him. He gets dressed and starts to make his way over to Gemma’s apartment. But it’s empty. He calls her. 

“Hello Suresh.” She answers icily on the other line. 

“Babe where are you?” 

“I’m out.” 

“I’m at your apartment, I wanted to see you. Will you be home soon?” 

“No.” 

“G come on. Where are you?” 

With that he heard the key in the lock, and he turned around to find her standing at the doorway. She had a few bags from the market in her hands. 

“Well, are you going to help me then or just stare,” she said as she smirked at him and handed him some bags.

“Should we go out today, I ran all of the errands I needed to run yesterday and this morning,” she said as she put away the groceries. Completely unaware of the absolutely horrific thing Suresh did last night. 

“Resh?” 

“Huh? Oh yeah, let’s go out.” 

She looked at him sideways, “Are you ok?” As she got closer to him, she knew something was up. “You got drunk last night, didn’t you? Oh, and I can see it’s a bad hangover too.” She said laughing. “OK, new plan. We’re ordering really greasy burgers. I’m going to the shops for beers, you need a hair of the dog. Grab some painkillers from my medicine cabinet and a water and relax on the couch. I’ll be back in 10.” 

“Gemma.”

“Hmm?” 

“I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more.” 

She smiled back at him wide. 

Suresh needed time to gather his thoughts. He couldn’t hurt her right now. He knew that if he told her about last night that it would shatter her world. It would be one thing if Gabrielle meant something to Suresh, but Gabrielle meant absolutely nothing to him. He couldn’t even remember sleeping with her or kissing her. Shit, I remember kissing her. I called her G. I thought she was Gemma. Gemma will leave you. You can’t tell Gemma. 

Before he could think about it anymore, Gemma walked back into the apartment. 

“Ok drunky…I come bearing more goods to get you drunk again.” 

That afternoon came and went they watched movies and cuddled on the couch. Suresh decided he would keep Gemma in the dark about his darkest secret. 

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