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gingerjolover · 2 months

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Maskin in each other’s presence - Josette Maskin (MUNA) x fem!reader (soft!gf)

sypnosis: chronic migraine!gf "ruins" dinner, but jo makes it all better:)

g's notes: look...she's late but she's here, (she's also unedited and not titled grrrr) I'll be posting vday fics until the 16th :-)

thank u cutie anon for the title <3

warnings: RPF, migraine-y symptoms, nausea but no s!ck, fluffy fluff, jo being a sweetheart, crying, smutty comments, jo's soft!gf is lowkey grumpy!gf, no physical descriptors?

Most of your life you hated Valentine's day. Once mandatory valentine's day cards were stopped in school and it started to get romantic is when your opinion on it changed. The pressure, even as a teenager, to have a valentine, combined with the hyper-consumerism of it all made it almost unbearable. almost. until you met jo.

Granted, every day felt like Valentine's Day with Jo. If there's one thing Josette is good at, it's spoiling you. She somehow cracked the walls around your heart and buttered you up with bouquets of flowers, chipping away at your disdain for the holiday with every specialty pint of ice cream and "all you can carry" trip to the bookstore.

This Valentine's had been nothing short of perfect. Jo had been busy recording Gayotic and working on the album, but Muna was finally taking a break after the Grammy, and her plans for you aligned. You had agreed on no gifts, but there's one thing Josette is going to do: get you practical gifts that you can't get mad at her for.

She awoke you with breakfast in bed, a wonderful assortment of pastries, and your favorite tea before curling into your side, her lips moving up and down your neck and jaw, biting into the junction of your shoulder softly. With kisses on your shoulder, you get dressed for a short hike, stopping by Katie's to let Bleu run around and play with her friends. You had lunch by the beach, strolling down the coast in a rental car, top-down, as Jo's hand rests on your thigh as she weaves through her hometown streets. You nap together on the hammock in the backyard; Jo reads to you from your current read, one she picked out for you (again, practical gifts), as you rest your head on their chest, fingers gently threading through your hair and rubbing your scalp.

The day had been perfect, basking in each other's presence and welcoming the sunshine after LA had been weirdly cold and rainy. You're sitting on the floor doing your makeup in front of the standing mirror (your unbuilt vanity in boxes because Jo doesn't have the guts to ask Naomi to help her build it) while Josette stands behind you, tucking their dress shirt into a pair of slacks. It's slight, but the pain behind your left eye makes you freeze, mascara wand in front of your eye.

"What's wrong?" Jo murmurs.

"Huh?"

"You look like you saw a ghost..." Jo giggles undertones of worry in their tone.

"Oh, just- was thinking- need to make sure I shut the curling iron off," you say quickly, coming up with an excuse. Your refusal to let the inclination of a headache or migraine ruin your night.

"Can I unplug it now?" Jo asks sweetly, heading towards the bathroom. Jo heads in and unplugs as soon as you nod and continue doing your makeup.

"Thanks," you mumble, focusing on not getting any mascara on your pink eyelids. The pain subsides, and you continue getting ready.

It's not until you're in the car, the headlights make you wince, the lights bright and looking like starbursts, that you realize you're indeed getting a migraine. Jo's hand is again fixed on your thigh, tapping gently along with the music, when a slight pain shoots up the base of your neck to your head. As Jo parks and holds out her hand for you, you wobble slightly, Jo's eyes flashing with concern as you giggle it off, blaming it on your heels.

All throughout dinner, Jo keeps a close eye on you, noticing your blinks becoming longer, the way you push your food around on your fork, sipping cold water gently. Josette goes to the bathroom and, on her way back to the table, sees you with your fingers at your temples, rubbing gently as you crane your neck. Jo comes back, rubbing the back of your neck, "Why didn't you tell me you were getting a migraine?" she murmurs softly, eyes flooded with worry and disappointment. You quickly straighten up, trying to brush it off.

"I'm fine, Josie, I swear," you say, face paling at the sharp pain behind your eyes.

"You can't fool me, doll," Jo groans, pulling out their wallet as they sit back down.

"No, wait, we haven't even ordered dessert," you slur out, cursing yourself for not taking something to prevent the bad symptoms earlier.

"Baby girl, you're slurring; we can get dessert later; I need to get you home," Jo says, voice firm and definitive.

You pout, tears welling in your eyes as Jo pays for your meal, feeling guilty as she gently holds your back and walks you to the car. Instantly Jo is in caretaker mode, the food is placed in the trunk sp the smells don't bother you, she has you close your eyes, opening the windows for fresh air, taking a piece of peppermint gum and handing it to you gently.

"Just until we get home," Josette mumbles, buckling in your seatbelt and wiping your tears away with her thumb. You can't help but cry, yes, from the pain but also for ruining a perfect day, knowing there won't be any fun, intimate activities tonight.

Jo starts to drive quickly but safely, trying to keep the movements of the car limited, knowing the pain could turn to nausea quick.

"Don't cry, baby, I know it hurts; you didn't bring your meds, did you?" Jo asks, rubbing your knee.

You shake your head. "No," chewing the gum gently as you try to take deep breaths, the pain becoming more intense every minute in the car.

"I don't feel good, Josie." You cry, the mind-numbing pain now paired with nausea. At the next red light, Jo reaches into the glove compartment, getting alcohol pads, ripping them open to have you sniff to curb the nausea. "You're okay, sweet girl, just breathe," she murmurs again, trying to get home as fast as possible.

The second you're back home, the migraine routine Jo can do with her eyes closed begins. They immediately help you into pajamas, propping you up with a bin at your bedside. They grab your face roller, eye mask, and migraine gap, collecting your water bottle and meds before heating up a heat pack for your feet.

"Come on, that's my girl," Jo mumbles proudly, voice filtered with a teasing tone, watching you sip water after taking your meds, the room as dark as possible, Bleu lying at the end of your bed, head resting on your feet. "Good girl...you nauseous?" Jo whispers, smiling when you shake your head no. "Okay, stay still for a little," they say softly, moving to the bathroom to set up after the medication kicks in.

After 45 minutes and a quick nap, the pain is duller, and your migraine cap is thawed. Bleu's head is resting on your lower stomach, your hand moving to scratch her ears. Jo returns to the room when she hears her tail thumping against the bed. "You awake?" Jo whispers, walking over to your side of the bed and rubbing a hand down your arm.

"Mhm," you mumble, removing the cap. The room is dark except for a few unscented candles scattered around.

"Bath time?" Jo smiles, rubbing your cheek softly, holding your chin as she leans in and kisses your cheek. They help you get out of bed, gently stripping you of your pajamas and helping you get into the bath, the hot water and Epsom salts helping soothe your muscles. The bathroom is dark, besides unscented candlelight. Jo is sitting beside the tub, rubbing your back gently as you sit in the warm soapy water.

"I'm sorry," you say tearfully.

"For what?" Jo asks curiously, moving to wash your hair.

"Ruining dinner," you sniffle, wiping your eyes.

Jo chuckles softly, massaging your scalp gently. "You have no reason to be sorry, baby..." they start, moving to rinse your hair. "Do I wish we were in the tub doing... other things... yes, of course... but it's not your fault you got a migraine. In fact, it's a good reminder that you need your shot tomorrow," Jo says softly, squeezing the excess water out of your hair.

You groan, thankful that Jo has been willing to give you your migraine injection in the outer thigh for most of your relationship thus far, but it's never enjoyable. But even the things that were never enjoyable, like Valentine's Day, are much better with Jo. As she sits on the floor next to the tub in sweatpants and a sports bra, you can't help but be grateful for all they do for you. Jo makes everything full of love and light; for every migraine, birthday, illness, stressor, holiday, party, and everything in between.

"What kinda things?" you mumble, cheeks heating up as she scrubs your back.

"How about we have a do-over tomorrow? Let me wake you up with some of the things I wanna do, eh?" they say with a smirk, kissing your damp cheek with a cheeky smile on her face.

#anon cutie requested #but i cant find the ask #jo maskin x chronic mirgaine!gf #josette maskin x reader #josette maskin x fem!reader #gingy's cupid shuffle #valentines day #muna x reader #muna mini fic

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clickbite · 2 days

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐯𝟏!

okay, bites! here's the promised follow up on date night. below the cut, you'll find an alphabetical list of all the pairings that were created during our most recent game of matchmaker. as you all know—some of you are in committed relationships, some of you are paired up with your exes, some of you are paired up with someone you genuinely may have never spoken with before. this is by design! but, don't worry. you're free to take this as seriously as you'd like. think there might be a spark there? go on a serious date! happy in your relationship? take this opportunity to make a new friend! not pleased to be in the same room as your ex? use this to get drunk and find closure! keep in mind, just because we're calling this ❝ date night ❞ doesn't mean you actually have to plan these as actual dates. but if you want to...we won't stop anyone, obviously. it's 100% up to you guys to plan your date, but if you'd like some help, reach out to us and we'll plan your date for you! for the sake of time, your dates need to happen by may 1st so that we can dish some fun details about them after. have fun, babies!

asher reilly and lalisa manoban

austin post and mckenna petty

awsten knight and charlie ibarra

billie eilish and chappell roan

cari fletcher and taylor swift

clementine rue gray and josette maskin

charles melton and tai nyugen

eiza gonzalez and phoebe bridgers

jacob elordi and timothee chalamet

jennie kim and dahyun kim

jeonghan and gahyeon lee

jihyo park and nayeon im

john o'callaghan and hayley williams

joshua hong and conan gray

lily-rose depp and 070 shake

logan lerman and mckenna petty

logan lerman and sooyoung ha

maggie lindemann and paul mescal

mingyu kim and olivia rodrigo

momo hirai and jiaying liu

nora casella and julien baker

olivia rodrigo and sabrina carpenter

sooyoung ha and jiwoo kim

sydney sweeney and timothee chalamet

sylvie nadin and parker cannon

parker cannon and iris kim

rachell hofsetter and dua lipa

randy findell and sabrina carpenter

renee rapp and sydney sweeney

wynona hayes and luke hemmings

#riot.activity

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avocifera · 2 months

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omg PLEASE we need headcannons on Vlogger!reader and Kellis friendship. Cuz they def have ppl thinking their a couple cuz their friendship is just so cute and they love eachother so much. Julien and Jo are just like “ SIGH my partner left me AGAIN.”

i love me some kelli x vlogger!reader so here are some more headcanons of their friendship 🥳

- love to go thrifting together and make tiktoks reading all those cringy phrases on tshirts (i live for those videos) and sometimes end up buying the shirts for jb or jo!

- i also feel they have maybe a twice a month tradition to go to cafe hopping and are always trying new things (and giving recommendations to people around them)

- queens of grwm tiktok, can also picture them recording whatever comes to mind on tour like i’m talking bringing back musically vibes 2017 insta filter era

- people who doesn’t know them and ends up finding them on tiktok/real life absolutely thinks they’re a couple because they’re just together all the time and i can see them as being very affectionate to each other too

- imagine julien and jo taking reader and kelli to a theme park and they’re just recording videos, getting headbands, going on every single ride they can while jb+josette are watching them from afar with love eyes just talking about how in love they are and how cute their partners look all excited and happy to be at the park!

- probably have many impromptu road-trips because they felt like it and those always end up creating the best videos, also make those like “songs for when you’re feeling tararara” they’re just comfort vloggers to me!

#nia talk show #anons !!#julien baker x vlogger!reader #julien baker x reader #julien baker au #julien baker headcanons

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countrymusiclover · 4 months

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34 - We All Have Darkness

Part 35

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Klaus parked the car outside Whittemore hospital coming around and holding open the car door for me. Gripping his forearm under my nails I stood up on my own against his protests to carry me through the hospital instead. We had both agreed it was best I get the babies checked out. “Thanks for agreeing to do this, Jo.”

“Don’t thank me. We’re family, Rae.” She says moving around the hospital room. Klaus was guarding the locked door seeing as we didn’t need anyone hearing something strange.

Laying against the pillows on the bed I gripped the blanket in between my fingers hearing Jo’s heartbeat in my ears. I bite my lip, feeling the fangs fighting to break through my gums. “Hey Klaus, can you get me a drink?”

“I can get it for you.” Jo suggested getting the altar sound machine prepared.

Holding my mouth closed my eyes focused on her neck feeling like I could see every time her blood moved throughout her body. “Um…not a normal drink Jo.”

“Newly turned vampire.” Klaus nodded exiting the room leaving us alone. “I’ll be back.”

Jo stood at my bedside grabbing the gel and spreading it across my bare stomach. “So how does it feel having your own magic this way now?”

“Weird but not as weird as carrying three miracle babies of your hybrid boyfriend.” I chuckled lightly, still processing everything very slowly.

She smiled, grabbing the cold scan device. “You’re talking to an ex witch, remember. I think our whole lives can be nothing but weird. Now let’s see here, there they are.”

“How are they?” I asked her to train my neck over my shoulder to see three little figures appear on the screen beside me. One heartbeat right after the other.

Jo glanced down at me. “They are perfectly fine according to this. Good heart beats and all. Hey, are you okay?”

“Uh sort of. I've just been worried lately. After I turned…the veins disappeared. Bonnie said the only reason they survived is because of the dark magic.” She noticed I was scratching at my arm where the black veins of dark magic used to be until I turned a few weeks ago.

The doctor before me did her best to be up to date on the current situation of my life. Considering she was the only member of our messed up family that I actually liked besides Luke and Liv. “Look I'm no expert on black magic but I'd say it's better to have it gone than to be killing you from the inside out. And I'm not just saying that because your lifespan is literally keeping me alive.”

“That's for certain one thing I'm going to fix once the babies are born. Change that ridiculous Coven rule once and for all.” I waved my hand at her.

She laid down her tools and removed the stethoscope from around her neck. “Look if you're so concerned about their safety you could always put your magic away like I did.”

“I don't think that’s a good idea just yet. Until I'm certain it's what is keeping them safe. I have to keep my magic with me.” I responded to her hearing footsteps coming down the hallway revealing my fiance.

Klaus came around the other side of the bed tearing open the blood bag giving it to me. “So how are you and our children doing?”

“Everything seems to be going fine according to my favorite doctor…oh I love you.” I began sucking down the contents in the bag making Klaus chuckle.

He sent her a small head nod. “Thank you, Josette.”

“I'd do anything for, Rae Rae.” She shrugged her shoulders looking at her watch. “Shoot, my lunch break is almost over. I have to go but just remember that you should be fine Raelyn.”

I smiled, finishing the blood bag laying it in my lap. “Thanks, Jo. There's a reason you’re my favorite cousin.”

“You're my favorite person too. And you'll be a great mother no doubt.” She peaked her head throwing the door one last time before leaving us alone.

The first thing I did when I started waking up was turn my hands into fists at my sides. Peaking one eye open I saw I was back laying down in the bedroom. Moving my head around the room it was still our bedroom but I didn't see any signs of my uncle Joshua at the moment. “Maybe he's gone for good this time.” I mumbled to myself slowly sitting up with my legs bent down underneath me.

“I wouldn't be so sure of that, little niece.” Whipping my head to the corner of the room I saw him standing there so clearly.

Scooting up against the headboard as much as possible I panic. “What do you want from me? You're dead and at peace. Just leave me alone.”

“I am trying to help you, Rae. I wouldn't be here if your kids weren't in danger.” He said back.

Clutching the fabric of the bedsheets in my hands. “They're still just babies. They can't merge even if I want them to.”

“If you won’t listen to me and stop letting the darkness be held back then maybe you'll listen to someone else….” Joshua stood at the edge of the bed allowing me to see him transform into my crazy dead cousin Kai.

Crossing my arms over my chest I huffed. “Real original, Hollow. You think he will convince me to let the darkness take over.”

“I can be very convincing, little cuz. Besides, I know exactly who you are. You and I are very similar judged for what we were born with-”

Slamming my hands down onto the side of the bed the room started shaking. My fangs came popping out when I felt anger building up inside of me. I was beginning to get frustrated with all these mind games. If the Hollow or whatever was inside my head had something to say they should just get on with it. “We are not similar. Just tell me what the hell you want from me!”

“I want you to get me more power. I can feel it all through this place and you are doing nothing about it.” Kai declared to me with a smirk on his face.

Closing my eyes shut I sighed knowing that he was or she was right. Even though I was at the Mikaelson mansion we had a lot of magic running through this house. My hands turned red gripping the bed sheets entering my bloodstream to provide me with magic. “Show yourself now!” The lights and objects in the room either flicker or get thrown up in the air.

I couldn't hear anything else happening in the room so I peaked one eye open seeing the figure of Kai close his eyes and hold his arms away from his sides before a bright glow took over his body. Once the brightness disappeared I opened my eyes all the way to see a mirror image of myself. The figure of me had my hair loose but the ends were dead in black. The rest of my clothing was almost all black too. “The Hollow isn't fully gone. Her power and soul is now inside you.”

��You’re me…what do you want?” I blinked my eyes a couple of times feeling my mind was betraying me.

The dark version of me smirked. “I want you to stop hiding behind this weaker version of yourself. You’ve proven that you are stronger than anyone thought you’d be. Stop hiding who you truly are.”

“That’s what this is truly about. You want me to be a bad person after I’ve told my kids to not appear as monsters.” I bite my tongue at the thought. The whole idea behind the Salvatore school was to help these kids be comfortable and not afraid of who they are.

Dark Raelyn flipped her hair at me. “Just consider how much more Klaus would love you if you let him see the darker parts of you.”

“I don’t have much darkness in me that he doesn’t already know about.” I got to my feet moving to stand in front of my subconscious self.

She tilted her head to the side. “I’ll make you a deal and since I am you you’ll have no choice but to accept.”

“What kind of deal?” I asked her.

The other me smirked wickedly. “You take all the magic you can find for yourself. Then just let it control you. Be the siphoner that you were meant to be.”

“What’s the catch if I don’t do what me - uh you want?” I shake my head, getting confused over my own words.

“Simple I’ll keep driving you insane with visions created by the Hollow’s magic for the rest of your life. So an eternity of misery can be in your future.”

Clutching my hands into fists I sighed in defeat right as the subconscious self disappeared before me. I changed into a white sweater, dark blue jeans and some short ugg boots. Tying my hair up into a ponytail I made my way straight to the Salvatore school hearing the bustle of people walking around. “Raelyn, what are you doing out of bed?”

“Just needed some air. I’m fine now. The vision disappeared.” Whipping my head around I saw my husband Klaus come from Alaric’s old office that we had taken over.

He nodded, tilting his head. “Well that’s great. Do you need me to get you anything?”

“Actually there is one thing. Can you gather all the students here? I just want to confirm and explain to everybody what has happened the past few days. Since we’ve had some issues…especially with just our family alone.” Clasping my hands together I suggest to him.

Klaus raised a brow but agreed wanting to help me out in whatever way he could. “Of course. I’ll be back, heretic queen.”

“Great…remember our deal.” I muttered once he vamped away seeing my evil subconscious leaning in the doorway pointing her index finger at me silently. It didn’t take him so long before all the students were gathered in the main entrance of the school. “I just wanted to explain something. Things have been crazy and I’m sorry about this…imperium monstrum.”

Henrik was standing by his friend Pedro asking me curiosity. “What are you doing, mommy?”

“I’m going to get dad - ugh.” Missy spun on her feet smacking into the barrier spell. A couple more people that were werewolves and vampires attempted to leave but had the same result meaning they couldn’t break through unless I let them out.

Closing my hands into fists I lowered myself down onto a knee and my hair fell over my shoulder. All the students eyed me confused and some were trying to help the other witches break them out of the barrier. “Take what you need, Raelyn.” Subconscious me whispers in my ear.

“Get out of my head and leave me alone if you want me to do this.” I snarled quietly placing my hands on the floor seeing my fingers turn red beginning to siphon the magic that was just inside the walls.

Somebody vamped into the room revealing my husband who smacked his hands against the barrier. His blue eyes focused on mine seeing the black veins on my arm crawling up higher. “Raelyn, what the hell are you doing?”

“What I have to do, Klaus…Immobilus.” I declare raising my hands out away from me blasting everyone inside the circle with a freezing spell.

Klaus bangs his hands on the barrier knowing that something was wrong with me. “Raelyn, this isn’t you. You don’t need to take all their magic from them.”

“Do it or I’ll never leave you alone.” Dark Raelyn growls in my ear.

Shutting my eyes tightly I revealed my fangs out from inside my mouth slamming my hands on the wooden floor needing to feel the magic in my blood. “Magia tollux de terras…Magia tollux de terras….Magia tollux de terras!”

“Raelyn!….Freya.” Klaus spun around on his feet hearing the main doors fling open. He slumped his shoulders in relief seeing his sister come into the school alongside two familiar witches.

“What are you letting her do, Klaus? There’s clearly something wrong with her right now.” Davina snapped at the hybrid.

Klaus raised his tone. “I don’t know. Just do something!”

“Sorry for this, Raelyn.” Valerie apologized in advance vamping behind me somehow breaking through the barrier and grabbing my head in her hands.

I tried to fight against her but her hands turned red siphoning my strength away from me. “Valerie, let me go…aaagh!” I moaned in pain collapsing to the wooden floor in front of the other heretic.

“Next time when I say I am a phone call away can it be for a less serious family reunion.” Freya snapped her fingers undoing the spell holding all of the students. Henrik, Andrea, Jackson, Alina, Missy and finally Hope all rushed over to her and Klaus needing an explanation as to what just happened.

Something was definitely wrong with Raelyn and they needed to find a solution to fix it.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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josette-park · 1 year

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Of Belgian Waffles and Second Chances

Summary: After learning about the Merge, Josie leaves the Salvatore Boarding School behind her and heads for Belgium.

Prompt: Canon Rewrite

Word Count: 773

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“Josie?”

Josie turned to see her ex-girlfriend, Penelope Park. Penelope was shocked to see her, Josie could tell. It’s not surprising, Josie has shocked herself that she’s here.

“Hey, Penelope,” Josie smiles.

“What are you doing here?” Penelope asks as she walks up to Josie.

Josie smiles tightly, “I did a lot of thinking after you left. My dad told me what the Merge is, and I came to a decision.”

Penelope’s face drops, “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” Josie asks, confused.

“I should have told you what the Merge was, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t be the one to tell you it was between you and Lizzie,” Penelope explains.

Josie looks down at her hands, “It wasn’t on you to tell me. I should have known all along. My parents never should have hidden this from us.”

Penelope nods in agreement, but she says nothing else. Josie isn’t sure where to take the conversation. She should probably explain why she’s in Belgium at Penelope’s new school.

“Um, so anyways,” Josie says, “I decided I needed to be away from my family. My parents lied to me, and knowing what we are going to have to go through, I just can’t face Lizzie right now.”

“That’s understandable.”

“Yeah, I thought so,” Josie takes a deep breath before she says in a rush, “I enrolled here.”

Penelope’s eyes widened, “Here?”

Josie nods, “Yes, I just wanted to get away from Mystic Falls, and this was the first place that came to my mind.”

Penelope smirks, “Oh, and what attracted you to Belgium?”

Josie returns her look and shrugs her shoulders, “There was someone that I wanted to see again.”

They stand there for a while, just smiling at each other. It had been a while since the two of them could just be. There was no other drama, nothing pulling them away from each other. Everything was out in the open now.

A student coughing brings them out of their haze and Penelope offers her arm, “Let me show you around.”

Josie links their arms and Penelope shows her the campus. It isn’t as big as the Salvatore School, but it’s catered to witches. Josie had looked at her schedule, and she is excited to learn so much more about her powers and her heritage.

“Do you like it here?” Josie asks Penelope as they walk.

Penelope smiles, “I’m liking it a lot more, now.”

Josie turns her face to hide her blush. Penelope was the only one who could bring this reaction out of her. This is what Josie wanted, some time to focus on herself, to figure out what she wanted. She wanted to learn to be a little bit selfish, and she knew who she wanted to teach her.

“A noble quest,” Penelope smiles, “I shall take my role with the utmost sincerity, I promise you, Josette.”

“You know,” Penelope says, “There’s a great place that has the best waffles. Josie, you need a true Belgian waffle now that you are in Belgium. Please tell me that you haven’t had one yet, I want to be there for your first one.”

“You’re in luck, I haven’t been anywhere yet,” Josie says, “My mom picked me up at the airport and dropped me off here. That’s all I’ve seen of Belgium so far. You’ll have to be my guide.”

They continue to walk with their arms linked and Josie asks, “Is this an all-girls school?” She has only seen female students walking around the campus.

Penelope throws Josie a look, “Did you do any research on this place before you jumped on the plane?”

“It had everything I was looking for,” Josie shrugs. Penelope still doesn’t seem to understand, so Josie clarifies, “You.”

Penelope pauses in her steps, “You really came all the way here just for me?”

Josie looks away. There is no other place she wanted to be, but she wasn’t sure where she and Penelope stood, “Yeah. After the whole mess, you’re the person I wanted to see.” Admitting it was hard, but she needed to do it. Lies had messed up her life for too long, she needed everything to be out in the open.

“Well,” Penelope muses, “then I guess our waffle excursion might be a date.”

“I was hoping it would be,” Josie blushes.

An honest smile shines across Penelope’s face as she confirms, “It’s a date.”

“Perfect,” Josie says as she uses her hands to draw Penelope in. The kiss feels like coming home. Nothing in her life has made sense since she found out about the Merge, but now it all clicks into place.

#tvdufemslashweek #posie #penelope park #josie saltzman #legacies #fanfic #my fanfic

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terrorpenned · 1 year

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TERRORPENNED ––> WIDOWSHILL.

i do a lot of dark shadows posting. sometimes i write.

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typical rp etiquette encouraged. personal blogs, I ask that you don't rb dossiers and ic writing, but other than that, go wild. I'm also liveblogging my ds watch through here, posts will be tagged "ds liveblogging." for convenience <;3

*a special note regarding roger & victoria: this is one of my main ships on this blog & I do want to make it clear I don't write her as elizabeth's daughter. I have a longer write up in v's dossier, but the tldr is i follow the hanscombe storyline with some canon divergences.

DARK SHADOWS - high activity THE LOVER. josette dupres / dark shadows. dossier. tag. ic. fc: vittoria puccini. THE GOVERNESS. victoria winters / dark shadows. dossier. tag. ic. fc: alexandra moltke. alt: diana s.ilvers. arc: mrs. collins. arc: mrs. de winter. THE SAILOR. lieutenant nathan forbes / dark shadows. dossier. tag. fc: joel crothers. alt fc: dan stevens. THE MATRIARCH. elizabeth collins stoddard / dark shadows. dossier. tag. ic. fc: joan bennett. alt fc: helena bonham carter. THE PRODIGAL. roger collins / dark shadows. dossier. tag. ic. fc: louis edmonds. alt fc: jack davenport.

DISNEY PARKS - medium activity THE STARLET. magdalena temor / tower of terror / oc. dossier. tag. fc: gene tierney THE BRIDE. constance arceneaux / the haunted mansion. dossier. tag. fc: dominique mcelligott THE BYRONIC. captain bartholomew gore / the haunted mansion & potc / dossier. tag. ic. fc: toby stephens

OTHER - low activity THE BAKER. nellie lovett / sweeney todd 2023 revival. dossier. tag. fc: cate blanchett. THE SCHOLAR. edith cushing / crimson peak. dossier. tag. fc: mia wasikowska. THE SONGBIRD. cora dawson / the devil's carnival. dossier. tag. fc: lyndon smith. THE PROPRIETRESS. eleanor guthrie. black sails. tag.

NAV edits & art. ds aesthetic tag. memes. rog&v / barnabas&v / burke&v / maxim&v / j&jos / b&jos / r&l&b platonic: rog&liz / rog&carolyn / v&david

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wylans-flute · 8 months

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Pheobe bridgers? Sorry, I only know Pheobe Boobgers.

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prismagpie · 2 months

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WHERE: unspecified woodland path near a park WHEN: late feb WHO: josette leighton ( @jofms )

It was a pretty average afternoon for Ash Yoon. Despite insisting, to those who knew him, he was a reformed thief, the truth was that this fact only really extended as far as the burglaries and heists he was sent off on as a child. Swiping shit from store shelves, however, still came to him as natural as breathing and nobody had ever caught him the act. Sometimes he went to great lengths to keep it this way, such as today wherein he'd marched casually out of the shop at the first instance of someone looking at him strangely and then, as soon as he'd crossed the threshold of the sliding doors, he bolted down the street as quickly as his legs could carry him. Maybe he'd reacted a little too quickly but he wasn't a fan of taking chances. Ash fancied himself something like a rat, or maybe a ferret; once they found something they wanted to snatch, there was no prying it from their little jaws. And, so, Ash ran. He ran until he reached a small patch of woodland; there was a little-known pathway hidden through the trees that could be used to cut through the nearby park and avoid the long walk around the nearby residential blocks. The only problem was that, when he got to the entrance of his secret pathway, it was blocked by a strange figure.

"Hey, lady, are you gonna take up the whole path? Some people are trying to--" Make a quick getaway. He couldn't very well say that one out loud. Ash hadn't made it through life as a successful thief by expressing his intentions out loud, not even in vague terms. “Why are you even hanging around in a place like this?” he asked, frowning. “You heard what happened up near Pinnella Pass, right?” They'd found a human arm. Chilling. This place was a lot close to the centre of town and was therefore a little less likely to be home to bits and pieces of buried corpses but he'd figured most people would have liked to avoid anywhere with a lot of trees for a while, just out of association (not to mention the startled wildlife wreaking havoc across town). “Yuck,” he added, visibly shuddering.

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widowshill · 5 months

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um ayeah so thinking about rv au.

at the start vic would protest fervently against his moving into a new room, at least until they finish the west wing, she's a big girl and she knows he's been married before. but i think it would end up bothering her a lot knowing that cass stayed there. ( not necessarily because they Did Anything; roger might actually confide in her, and only her, that there wasn't actually any of that ). just witch reasons. it gives her the heebie jeebies. but she's unlikely to complain, he'd have to figure it out, or, more likely, take a strong hint from carolyn that hey. possibly thinking about ur insane (2nd) wife in this bed is psyching vic out.

i've debated about this but i do think they would still hire mags as governess, even if it's only temporary, because liz is away (curse) and rog and vic are both abroad, and that leaves barn and julia in charge of children (bad!). but at the end of the day maggie does not want to be a collins employee, she does not want to live in that house, free her from that bullshit, let her have her restaurant. so when they come back vic for sure resumes her teaching, but maggie is fond of david and amy so they call her in when V needs a vacation. or honeymoon. ehe.

(catch mags also Bombastic Side Eyeing liz when she tells her vic went abroad with roger. Something Going On Here and there will be a debrief when miss w gets back.)

when the bad cursed shit is happening they go stay at the evans cottage for a sleepover instead of the old house. and this is simultaneously a good excuse for liz to give her some money for them staying there. and maybe she also quietly pays off the mortgage.

well, most of them stay there. roger is not invited because maggie and joe don't like him and who can blame them. he can stay with barnabas still and go like. yell at the ghosts or whatever. if vic sneaks off to go hang with him at the office / gets caught at the old house in a storm ... oh no ! dwbi mrs. st.

once they're married tho ... as much as she'd want to keep doing it I think she'd have a hard time justifying still teaching / governessing ( not least because roger expects more attention ) but also because. it'd be acting like an employee still. what makes the most sense to me is sending them to school – not boarding school! – and having V be the mom that checks their homework / helps them memorize for tests / bounces ideas with them for essays / etc. still involved with their education extensively, but not responsible for it. david needs to be socialized. please. and she keeps her husband on a leash at the parent teacher conferences.

david also definitely takes french while at school and vic studies with him so she can learn. josette helps them both except her french is like 2 centuries old. and roger knows a little to help them practice. david i think would knock it out of the park because he is simply. a genius. but vic is stubborn. and she'd be the better at grammar / writing, while david would become a good speaker pretty quickly.

defeating ghost possession –> trip to dlr for david to see some friendlier ghosts. defeating cult stuff –> big family vacay for the wdw opening with rog's friends in florida and their kids, with a big ol contemporary resort suite. josie would be so so tiny at this point but they have the most darling photos with her and the mick mouse. unlikely josie / new mom v could stay til close, unlikely rog would want to, so there's some tender balcony fireworks watching.

#this was supposed to be just. rebecca inspired hcs but it got. well #➤ arc: mrs. collins. ┊ collinwood will always mean home to me.#➤ roger collins & victoria winters. ┊ pain sometimes precedes pleasure，miss winters.

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