#lesbians stay winning u know

[not-the-cheese]

one sentence(ish) summaries of every magnus archive episode PART 2

(eps 61-110) thank u for the funny comments and tags on the last part i love u guys

the rest of these may take a while as i've caught up to where i am currently in the podcast but i will finish them like in a month i promise

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61. the thrilling sequel to man does not open coffin: man DOES open coffin.

62. surely this doctor can find an easier way to scam people out of money than putting them in a little book.

63. THE DARK ATE MY BROTHER IN LAW.

64. this is possibly the plot of laura croft tomb raider

65. mmm crumchy

66. what's the opposite of an unboxing video

67. as close to a coffeeshop au as you're going to get from this podcast

68. Doctors hate him! Man REFUSES to die from tuberculosis!

69. your college's psych department has the worst idea ever.

70. reverse death note

71. not even death will stop this woman from taking the british subway

72. man doesn't want to be low key racist in his last moments before getting eaten

73. police versus the second coming of dark jesus

74. lady is haunted by an ad for coffee

75. mike crew says "uh fuck it let's just put this guy on a skyscraper forever"

76. ryan from buzzfeed unsolved breaks into a train yard and suffers consequences

77. you're not a enough of a bitch to be my real mom

78. man gets harassed by his cousin and then exorcises him

79. you know that chase scene in scooby doo with the doors

80. stupid idiot motherfucking jurgen leitner

81. i have been personally victimized by the sequel to the hungry hungry caterpillar

82. pov: elias threatens to cancel you

83. mannequin takes matters into its own hands after people don't like its pitch for a new window display

84. a hoarder put newspaper on my friend's face :(

85. hey there's maybe a little man upon these stairs?

86. man gets got by a squiggly thing in the dark.

87. plumber is so oblivious to spooky happenings around him that it possibly saves his life.

88. guys i think this guy likes to dig

89. lesbian investment banker finds a new, less evil job: arson!

90. guy who turns people's bones starts a gym where he promises not to turn your bones! (he is lying)

91. i was stalked by lightning for 10 years and i all i got were these stupid scars

92. jonah magnus is a bad friend // another day another elias slay

93. ocd is no match for purple fuzz

94. let the bodies drop gently to the floor let the bodies drop gently to the floor

95. im so sorry my brain refuses to remember what the war ones were about but i think one guy got gently kissed on the forehead so that's pretty nice.

96. diversity wins! the not-quite-human delivery men who stole your identity and business are maybe gay?

97. man gets gaslighted by an entire town about a hole

98. 🎶mister sandman bring me a dream, actually don't, please stay far from me 🎶

99. another one bites the dust

100. archival assistants face off against the general public (they lose)

101. jon finally levels up high enough to unlock an eldritch horror's tragic backstory

102. LOCAL MAN MARRIES BUG

103. peppa eats a clown and they cover her in concrete instead of congratulating her.

104. pennywise stole my brother's skin

105. it's world war z baby

106. Something Big Is In Space.

107. man is interrogated about the time he saw thomas the train roasts people alive and also sans is there

108. actor is stalked by mask who liked his monologue so much that it tells its mask friends to come watch.

109. sometimes a family is just a serial killer's daughter and that guy who maybe killed some vampires

110. yeah man those spiders be eating

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#tma #i hope this convinces you to listen to tma #the magnus archives #sasha james #jon sims #podcasts #gay podcasts #elias bouchard #peter lukas #melanie king #gerard keay #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #jonmartin #funny #one sentence summaries #sillyposting #Youtube #queer

[straightbaittournament]

may the best bait win! propaganda under the cut:

robin and steve:

After Steve and his gf break up in s2, in s3 the show pairs him up with Robin - his opposite. They don't get along, but through insane plot are forced together and become friends and work together. Robin even confesses that she used to obsess over Steve. But when he tells her he likes her, Robin reveals that she obsessed over Steve because the girl she liked was into Steve and she was jealous. In one scene their relationship switches from 'well duh they're gonna get together' to 'oh shit they're bffs - a lesbian and her supportive himbo'

In my opinion, this is the quintessential straightbait, the first I've ever seen to seem so on purpose. Steve and Robin spend the whole of season 3 becoming closer and Steve is constantly told by his friends that he should make a move on Robin. When he finally does, surprise! Robin is a lesbian! This was so masterfully done imo because I actually felt some chemistry there and then they hit us with the lesbian card. Now they are besties who talk about boobies together and I wouldn't have it any other way.

they were paired together at the beginning of s3 and everyone thought they were gonna end up together, steve even confessed he had a crush on her, but then it was revealed that robin was a lesbian so they stayed Platonic with a capital P they're codependent best friends with a single braincell between them what more do you want

"it isn't because i had a crush on you. it's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you."

roy and riza:

Did you know they’re not canon? Because they’re not! They love and care for each other deeply and spend a ton of time together throughout the series but they never actually are romantically involved. The ship everyone thinks is canon but isn’t it’s that big of straight bait

slight disclaimer: the mangaka has said that riza and roy love each other and would marry each other given the chance, but will not act on their feelings as it would be inappropriate due to their military ranks as colonel and 1st lieutenant/bodyguard. some have interpreted that as royai being canon, although nothing has occurred in canon to explicitly express romantic desire

Sooo in love with each other but NEVER admit it… she’s his bodyguard and he also tries his best to protect her and there are a ton of moments that show their closeness but they just can’t have a relationship in their current situation

roy and riza! you either know it from the series or u are sick and tired of seeing them in other polls! but theres a reason for that—its about the devotion, its about years of pinning, its about the trust, its about knowing each other so well that u can distinguish the imposter posing as each other, it's about the villains using ur other half to force u to do sth, its roy trusting riza to keep him on the line and riza telling him that if he strays she will kill him first and then take her own life, its about riza trusting roy to burn the sigils on her back after trusting him with the sigils and teaching him the fire alchemy and!!!! all of this and still no kisses. pain and suffering on the earth (the good kind) no kissies after 64 episodes leaves the fandom in shambles (clickbait)

#again . sorry #stranger things #fullmetal alchemist #full metal alchemist #fma #royai #stobin #poll #polls #poll tournament #straightbait tournament round 1

[natalieironside]

"I need to go to the doctor" summer sales event

Hi, everybody! It's me, your friend, Natalie. You might have seen one of my many dubious text posts and asked yourself "Why would someone post that?" I ask myself that same question every day! But anyways.

I'm juggling a lot of medical issues and it has been a Whole Fucking Production trying to find healthcare providers and stay on top of shit. Despite my best efforts, I've been off of one of my medications for almost a month! What joy.

I've finally managed to make an appointment to get back on my pills, but of course they're going to expect money for that and I've got about two weeks to scrape together about two hunnert American dollars. This is problematic on account of I'm a chronically underemployed disabled transsexual and our rent just went up, so that's, ah, not exactly an incidental expense for us right now.

I need money, is what I'm saying. My cashapp (no, I don't have venmo or paypal) is $NatalieIronside, and guess what? I'm passing the savings on to you!

If you cashapp me five bucks and include an email address with the note, I'll send u your very own ebook. If you've been saying to yourself "Golly, I sure would like to read some of the works of award winning speculative fiction author Natalie H. Ironside" but you just haven't gotten around to it, now would be the perfect time! Right now we've got three to choose from:

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Just let me know what you'd like and all this can be yours. & these emails get caught in spam filters a lot so slide into my DMs if you send me money and don't get your ebook in a couple days

#find later

[hyunpic]

Hiii Vilma ✨ I’m sorry I don’t want to be a bother but would you mind listing some books that Hyunjin recommended at some point please? If you have some time?

I know some threads are very easily findable online so I don’t want you to think that I’m using you bc I know Google exists but the thing is that those threads are only visible by people who have Twitter / X and I don’t have an account so I can’t see it :( (with all not-due respect, fuck Elon Musk) Really feeling like the beggar ant meme lmao I’m so sorry

Thank you so much 💕

i got u!!!! don’t worry about about using me or anything 🫡💘💘 i put down some synopsis of the books too. i hope u can find something to read from there 🥹 also this probably isn’t a full list but i tried to include as much as possible!!

fire salamander by han kang: a collection of seven short stories tied to one keyword "recovery". the author shows the issues of a human's suffering and loss, as well as a human's will to lead a life without giving up despite the pain and frustration.

i want to die but i want to eat tteokboki by baek sehee: a successful young social media director at a publishing house begins seeing a psychiatrist about her depression. it is a book to keep close and to reach for in times of darkness. it will appeal to anyone who has ever felt alone or unjustified in their everyday despair.

temperature of language by lee kijoo: the author of this book claims that language has temperature. he encourages us to use words that can comfort others with warmth instead of cold words that hurt them.

the setting sun by osamu dazai: the setting sun deals with the decline of japan’s aristocracy in the wake of world war II, and portrays characters adrift in a world that no longer feels familiar.

no longer human by osamu dazai: the poignant and fascinating story of a young man who is caught between the breakup of the traditions of a northern japanese aristocratic family and the impact of western ideas.

almond by son wonpyeong: it tells the story of yunjae, a young boy born with a difference. yunjae has a brain condition called alexithymia that makes it hard for him to feel emotions like fear, anger, and empathy.

contradictions by yang guija: contradictions is a coming-of-age tale that explores the paradoxes and contradictions of the human condition and delves into the meaning of personal happiness

proof of gu by choi jinyoung: a heart-moving novel written with beautiful sentences, which questions the meaning of life or the meaning of death through the death of a lover and the subsequent feelings of loss and condolences.

the old man and the sea by ernest hemingway: through his struggle, santiago demonstrates the ability of the human spirit to endure hardship and suffering in order to win. it is also his deep love and knowledge of the sea, in its impassive cruelty and beneficence, that allows him to prevail

someone harmless to me by eun young choi: the novel collection portrays various relationships, especially relationships of women including a love story of a lesbian couple, a story of two girls who grew up in oppressive patriarchal atmosphere and a story of two sisters who spent their childhood persistently fighting but sometimes understanding each other.

the preciousness of everyday words by kim eana: through the use of everyday words, lyricist kim eana finds solutions to the complex emotions and frustrations in relationships encountered in life. (<- this was recommended to him by stay but he ordered it so i included it here too )

#anons #hyunjin book recommendations #he seems to read deep and meaningful stories that put u to deep thought and u can learn about stuff.. 🙇🏼‍♀️ #it’s ​precious to me..

[antlerx-art]

GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 6 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️

THE EVERY IS IN THIS EPISODE. YES I’LL KEEP CALLING IT THAT UNTIL IT HAPPENS. IM GOING INSANE.

starting it 👍🏻

aziraphale you’re standing a little too dangerously in that circle remember last time

“you’re not welcome here” DEEP VOICE OOOOOH pity crowley isn’t here to hear it my guy would’ve fainted

HIS ANGEL OUTFIT 💀THE WAY HES RUNNING

yes maggie ROAST her 🙏

“i’ve spent my life being scared of things” 😭

“BRAVER THAN ANYONE I KNOW”YEEEAHHH MY LESBIANS

shax don’t hurt maggie don’t you even THINK of hurting maggie or nina

“my god you lot are pathetic” LOUDERRR GO MAGGIEEE GOOOOO

no wait why can they get in

MAGGIEEEEEEE WHAT HAVE YOU DONEEEE

hehe aziraphale is “perfectly prepared to take defensive action” 😼

“STAY BACK 😠” OHHHH WOW

“you can all leave now, and nobody will be hurt” SO BADASS YEAHHHHHH

rip eric

lol there’s no miracle apparently michael and uriel just can’t notice crowley

noooooo muriel is lonely :(

also crowley comparing angels to bees and aziraphale feeling lonely when he realized he’s an “angel that goes along with heaven as far as he can” in ep 2 is making heaven look like some sort of hivemind and it’s really cool, it also explains why aziraphale is a bit uncomfortable with not having someone to report to after becoming free

CROWLEY WAS AN IMPORTANT ANGELLLLLLL I KNEW IT OHHH MY GOD I THOUGHT IT WAS A STUPID THEORY BUT IT SEEMS TRUE?

aziraphale using the way he discorporated in s1 to discorporate other demons hehe silly

i was about to say that demons can’t possibly be that stupid but aziraphale is reading my mind i guess

AND HE DOESNT HAVE ANOTHER PLAN!

“amen” okay??

gabriel saying nah???? to heaven winning?????

crowley is so doctor who right now

“ARMAGEDDON THE SEQUEL THATS A NAH” 😭 IS THIS WHAT HE WAS PUNISHED FOR??

aziraphale MENTIONING THE FIRE???????

NOOO IT’S TRAUMATIC FOR HIM ☹️

they had a TRIAL?

saraqael knows it’s crowley AND KNEW HIM AS AN ANGEL WHAAAT

“severe measures” no aziraphale you have to say extreme sanctions

“CROWLEY’S EMOTIONAL SUPPORT ANGEL”

shax stop making fun of my angel

THE METATRON AT THE TRIAL

UHH why doesn’t gabriel give a fuck about this

“GUYS ENOUGH”? OH MY

“one prince of heaven cast into the outer darkness” DO YOU MEAN. DO YOU MEAN CROWLEY? WAS HE A PRINCE OF HEAVEN????????

junior recoding angel😭 HES ONE CLASS UNDER M U R I E L

crowley’s little punch on their shoulder HES A NICE GUYYY OH HES SO CBBSBDBBD

gabriel is so casual about the trial?? like he just got fired but he didn’t like the job anyway

aziraphale what are you doing

IS HE GOING TO BECOME BIBLICALLY ACCURATE?

THE HALOOOOOO

HE STARTED THE WAR

“YOU WOT?”

just kidding no war apparently

and why is the box full now?????

THE FLYYYYYY that’s what he was writing

BEELZEBUB INVOLVED I K N E W IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

HEHEEHEHEHHEHE INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY

yayyy memories are back

SEASON ONE???????

OH GOD THIS SHIP IS REAL?

arma bloody geddon

ahh and they’re too tired to fight so they agreed to just refuse to do it i guess?

and gabe then went to aziraphale’s bookshop because he was the first one to go against armageddon

A PROPOSAL TO MAKE

yes that’s what i thought

i can’t believe gabriel has a deal with beelzebub this fandom keeps winning this season truly is a shipper’s dream

THE SCENEEEEE from the trailer

he actually goes there just to look at the statue for hours💀

THEY WERE AT THE PUB!!! i keep predicting

romantic ineffable bureaucracy date if they *every* before aziracrow i’ll be dead on the floor laughing

GABE PUT THEIR SONG ON

FINGERS TOUCHING

“it’s bigger on the inside” CAN BRITISH PEOPLE STOP. BEING. BRITISH. (jk i love y’all keep making these silly shows🫶🏻)

ROOOOMANCEEEEEE THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER

HES BACK!

if they kiss istg

“SILLY SILLY ANGEL”

HANDS HOLDING???? WHY IS EVERYONE CONFESSING BEFORE AZIRACROW WAKE UPPPPPP

WHY DID IT TAKE YOU GUYS 6000 YEARS AND INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY MADE IT IN?? SOME MONTHS?

“you will speak one at a time” yummmmy

ALPHA CENTAURY THEY ALWAYS WANTED TO GO THERE

still cant believe they’re canon

THATS THE METATRON

NINA AND MAGGIE TELLING CROWLEY TO CONFESS OOOOOH YESSSS

NINA CALLED MAGGIE ANGEL

ah i suppose the metatron offered aziraphale to be some sort of archangel but hes gonna decline because he wants to be with crowley

ITS ABOUT TO HAPPENNNNNN

no aziraphale HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?????

yeah as i said

AZIRAPHALE HOW CAN YOU STILL THINK THIS I THOUGHT YOU HAD SOME BIGGER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

CROWLEY’S CONFESSION IM NOT OKAY

“oh crowley nothing lasts forever” shut. up.

CROWLEY PUTTING THE GLASSES BACK ON AS A SHEILD

YOU GUYS WERE SUPPOSED TO DINE AT THE RITZ AZIRAPHALE YOURE RUINING EVERYTHING

“i need you!” THEN STAY YOU DUMBASS

NO NIGHTINGALE? STOP IM ABOUT TO THROW UP

WE COULD’VE BEEN US

THE EVERY

THE EVERY OH GOD

THE FUCKING EVERY HAPPENED OH MY GOD BUT ITS SO SAD WHYYYYYYYYY

THIS IS WHY I DIDNT WANT IT TO BE IN THE LAST EPISODE AND EVEN LESS IN THE LAST SCENE I NEED HELP

“I FORGIVE YOU” / “DONT BOTHER”

NEIL GAIMAN PAY MY THERAPY BILLS

aziraphale touching his lips.

GO AFTER HIMMMMMMMMMM YOU IDIOT

i hate this

i need a moment

SO.

i know that in cinema the middle part is usually the sad part so since this show is a three season thing i was already considering the possibility of a sad ending for s2

BUT IT DID NOT. HAVE TO BE THIS SAD.

i have to say it did feel quiet gentle and romantic compared to season one, BUT THIS ENDING. THS FUCKING ENDING???? THIS COULDVE BEEN SO PERFECT WHY DID THE METATRON SHOW UP WHY DID AZIRAPHALE ACCEPT

neil i’m in your walls IM UNDER YOUR BED

AND WHAT IF WE DONT GET A SEASON THREE?

good omens and ofmd both ending with them separated this is too much why can’t gay people be happy

and when i had seen the every i couldn’t wait to see the contentx BUT OHHH I ALREADY MISS THE TIME WHEN I WAS CLUELESS I DIDNT NEED THIS CONTEXT

crowley i’m with you btw aziraphale needs to do the apology dance a million times

alright i’m rambling bye everyone i’m gonna go stare at the wall for seven hours

tagging @neil-gaiman but this time it’s to send him my therapy bills not the reaction ❤️

#stede and aziraphale both abandoning their loved ones at the end you guys are such idiots #good omens #HUUUUUGE GOS2 SPOILERS #gos2 spoilers #gos2spoilers #gos2 #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 #good omens season two #good omens season two spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers #good omens 2 reaction #gos2 reaction #spoilers #i can’t do it i can’t believe i have to wait for another season to see them happy

[pikaflute]

HAI if you have any more oddly specific headcanons u haven't shared about sam and slash or max i would love to hear them

OOOO yes :) ill do both teehee

sam

okay im gonna start with his family cause i wrote some headcanons for them yesterday. he has two sisters who are younger than him. he was really good at taking care of them when he was little because he had to take of a worse child (max) all the time. they tease their big bro about max btw. max joins in. worst fucking husband of the year. they're like 10 years younger than him. their names are sara and sadie. listen the s names are good.

his mom loves him so much. like sam's her little angel. she spoils him rotten when he comes home and max laughs about it and sam tells him to jump off a cliff.

his dad is just like him (autistic). he's a lawyer (user pikaflute always tries to squeeze in lawyers in every media like their life depends on it FUKKKK … why sam’s dad a lawyer all of da sudden) and he's the reason why sam wanted to be a detective. they watched noir films together when sam was young

back to general headcanons now: sam is a gamer. yeah, old pc point and clicks and puzzle games. and arcade games. he's probably secretly really good at newer games but he's rather just relax and take his time and solve shit.

not a morning person. at all. he will not leave the bed until like 10 am and will guzzle a pot of coffee. he just wants to stay in bed. i say let him!

likes to window shop. he will walk around new york with max and when he sees something he likes he will look into the store and will stay there until max has to pull him away.

he can bake. him mom and grandma taught him :). he has max taste his stuff and it just ends up with max eating like 10 cupcakes in like 10 minutes

has like all these figurines of things he knows nothing about. the geek asks him where he got that limited edition collectible miku and sam's like "oh she's just a cute one isn't she?" "sam they made like 100 of these how did you get her" "i found her!"

i'm giving him my greatest struggle: ibs. boys who go through tummy aches are our strongest warriors!

baseball lover. go mets!

max

i know most family headcanons for max give him siblings but. i want to be funny. he's an only child. like he is that kind of asshole (source i'm an only child)

he has two moms. yeah deal with it. lesbianism WIN.

as a kid the only person his moms would let him go play with was sam because max would actually be calm around sam and they wouldn't have to be on high alert for their kid biting someone's head off

he will make accounts to go on forums to argue with people about shit he knows nothing about and is 100% wrong on but will win the argument anyway. he truly has the heart of a poster. he's also banned from most forums and like twitter and facebook

i think he has a bunch of different things he picked up as a hobby. knitting, wood carving, poker (obviously), video games, drawing, pottery, solving puzzles (he sucks at those and asks sam for help), and many more. he can't keep his mind focused, he's gotta do it all!

speaking of video games, he plays violent ones. he likes the blood and gore. it's funny to him. he also plays fighting games online and is extremely toxic to everyone around him. he just like me fr.

he loves spicy food. like he will guzzle spice packets into his open mouth all the time. then he'll get a stomach ache from eating like 15 spicy packets from taco bell

hates hot weather. it makes his fur all puffy and static. he also hates the heat in general, make him irritable (more than usual)

i think he stims a lot. he moves around a lot doing stuff in the games but i think one day sam gets him a fidget toy and max is like oh my god. oh my god sam i could make love to you. and sams like. play with the toy instead jackass. and max does like all the time everyday forever.

hockey lover. go devils!

#sam and max #TEEHEE I HAD FUN WITH THESE

[youngerdrgrey]

all the pieces aren't even in the box // the morning show, bradley/laura (chapter one)

about: The first panic is right after Bradley's mom dies. Laura all but forces Bradley to take the week off from TMS, and Twitter fucking loses it once Laura starts the show alone. By the time they cut to the first real break, Gordon speaks up in Laura’s ear. “You’re trending. The lesbians are freaking out.” or, the last few months in Montana and how the world reacts along the way (and maybe how they find their way back to each other)

notes: this started as a QT on Twitter but quickly became a fic. twitter user @/falicesushi said, “hold on people found out [Laura and Bradley] were together but did they find out they broke up?” So welcome back to summer 2020, and the first time people think UBAs two moms are breaking up. (read chapter one on AO3)

J U L Y (2020)

The first wave is right after Bradley's mom dies. Laura all but forces Bradley to take the week off from TMS, and Twitter fucking loses it once Laura starts the show alone.

Weekend anchor Alison co-hosts virtually from the TMS studio. Laura thanks Alison for joining her on a weekday. It’s a natural handoff, but Bradley’s name trends within ten minutes of being on air.

By the time they cut to the first real break, Gordon speaks up in Laura’s ear. “You’re trending. The lesbians are freaking out.”

Laura’s eyebrows pinch together. “I know it’s a nice blazer, but—“

“Laura.” Gordon’s serious voice stops her. “They think you broke up, or Bradley’s dying.”

Laura’s chest feels tight. Her voice sounds clipped as she asks, “Which one’s winning?”

He sighs. “You don’t have to address it right now, but we do need to tell them something. They’re worried about you two.”

Laura nods before she has a real response. Bradley already said she doesn’t want to make a big statement out of her mother’s death. Only a few months into this pandemic, Laura can’t allude to Bradley feeling sick without adding to the panic. Something light.

She eyes her silenced phone on the small stool that’s out of frame. Bradley’s probably still asleep, but they could game plan together. She flips her phone over, and there’s only one notification. Do Not Disturb only shows Bradley’s on her Lock Screen.

Bradley - 7:17 AM: You can tell them. They’re losing their shit that I’m not there. Just don’t mention a funeral.

Laura softens as she reads. She should’ve expected that Bradley wouldn’t actually stay asleep. Their bodies are so attuned to the early hours.

Laura - 7:30 AM: Will do. Did you get any sleep after I left?

Three dots pop up too soon after Laura’s text.

Bradley - 7:30 AM: A little. Bradley - 7:31 AM: Part of me wishes I was just doing the show, but the rest of me can’t even get up to go to the bathroom Bradley - 7:31 AM: I’m fine, Laura. Stop worrying. Have a good show. We’ll talk after x

Laura frowns, but Gordon pops back up in her ear before she can start her reply.

“Your break’s almost done. What’d the missus say?”

Laura’s given up on correcting him at this point. He’s been calling Bradley different spousal variations ever since she touched down in Montana. It’s sweet, and it’d only sent Bradley into one panic spiral about whether they were moving too quickly.

Laura hearts Bradley’s text and flips her phone back over onto the soft stool.

Laura clears her throat before talking to Gordon. She says, “Bradley gave her blessing. I can mention it once we jump in, and then we can get back to the prompter.”

“Do you need copy or?”

Laura shakes her head. Once Gordon cues her in, Laura pulls a somber grin onto her face. It feels false at first. Until she remembers that Bradley will probably watch this too. Laura’s face softens immediately. Eyes warm and comforting.

“Some of you have noticed that Bradley is out this morning. Don’t fret. She is physically healthy. Unfortunately, her mother, Sandy Jackson, passed away from coronavirus complications. Our thoughts at UBA are with Bradley as she processes a loss that far too many of us have experienced this year. Her thanks again to Alison for filling in while she mourns.”

Alison nods back in the studio. “Of course. My heart goes out to Bradley.”

Laura knows they’ll lose their shit over this too, but she breaks eye contact with the camera to glance towards the rest of their home. “Mine too.”

.

.

Bradley’s still in bed when Laura comes up to their room. Her face is pink in that freshly washed way. Bags under her eyes darker than usual, but at least they’re not puffy. She’s even sitting up.

Laura wastes no time in untucking her blouse. The blazer hadn’t made it out of the studio.

Bradley’s eyes light up. “You putting on another show?”

Laura gives a sarcastic laugh. “Ha ha, one show before noon is enough for me.” The only upside of working in the mornings is having their evenings to themselves. Watching the sunset through the windows of their bedroom. Wine by the fireplace that doesn’t have a camera pointed its way.

“Well, you did great,” Bradley tells her. She scoots forward with her hands out. Laura walks around to her side of the bed so Bradley can unbutton her top. Laura doesn’t need the help, but Bradley needs something to do. Somewhere to focus her restlessness.

“Did you see the copy for today?” Laura rolls her eyes before looking down at her girlfriend. Bradley quirks a brow, so Laura goes on. “A whole segment on how Disney World’s set to reopen, but we only got one line to talk about the Columbus statue.”

Bradley huffs. She drops the shirt for a moment. “Imagine opening with that.” She pulls on her UBA anchor voice. “‘Set down your sparklers, and pick up your crowbars. It was a very happy Fourth of July in Baltimore this weekend.’”

Laura picks right up, slipping into the cadence. “‘Three-hundred protestors celebrated our Independence by toppling a statue of Christopher Columbus. As our national unrest grows, we have to remember the true nature of protest.’”

“‘To fuck something up,’” Bradley declares with a laugh.

“‘To be heard,’” Laura adds. She glances back down at Bradley, but this time, Bradley’s already looking up. 

The distraction doesn’t seem to be working. Any other day, Bradley would be two minutes deep into a rant about the coded language that passes for objective journalism. How Black Lives Matter protests get branded as riots before their feet even touch the ground. How the monuments to colonialism are treasured more than the American lives lost in overzealous, outsourced policing. How… how the people who die from a global pandemic are collateral damage to a nation unwilling to sacrifice its so-called freedoms.

Bradley drops her eyes back to Laura’s shirt. She starts at the bottom rather than the top this time. Fingers worrying the button before slipping it loose.

“Thanks for telling everybody,” Bradley says. The anchor voice is gone, but there’s still something performative about the steadiness. It’s not taut. Not strained. Just… unnaturally level. “I didn’t want to be the one to say it. It’s not like I owe them anything, but my life is theirs now so.” Bradley shrugs.

Laura’s face pinches. “Your life is yours, Bradley. You don’t have to worry about them right now.”

Bradley scoffs. “I’d much rather see what the gays are saying online than talk funeral arrangements with Hal.”

Ah, yes, the other person taking too much from Bradley. It’s been four months since Hal burst back into Bradley’s life. Four months since Laura reminded Bradley that her life was her own, not his. Not anyone else’s. Yet here Laura is repeating herself. How long will it take for Bradley to hear her?

She blinks it down. Tries to sound positive and conversational. “That bad, huh?”

Bradley groans from deep within her chest. Her fingers move faster along Laura’s buttons. Brushing cold against Laura’s stomach as she goes.

“He keeps fighting with me. ‘Mom would’ve wanted this. Mom would’ve hated that.’ But she told me what she wanted.”

Laura’s eyebrows shoot up. “Recently?” Was Sandy actually preparing? It hadn’t sounded like they were in contact.

Bradley scoffs again. Something spiteful and ragged. She kept unbuttoning. “When I was ten, my dad was on some bender, and Hal was…. He wasn’t an easy kid. He needed a lot of attention. And I snapped at her that she needed to give him some. He was fallin’ apart. And she — she looked me dead in the eye and said, ‘You want to raise him? The two of you—‘ meaning me and Hal ‘—you’re killin’ me, you know that? Just go ahead and take over. Don’t bother with a fancy box. No cushions. Never had an easy life. Why should death be any better?’”

Laura watches quietly as Bradley seems almost possessed by her mother’s memory. The slight slurred lilt of Sandy’s voice drags out Bradley’s dormant Southern accent. But Bradley’s still in there. Haunted eyes swell as she fights back against the energy.

Bradley pops the last button on Laura’s shirt. Then swipes her cheeks for tears that haven’t fallen. She scoots back just enough to really talk to Laura instead of at her.

Says, “And you know, years later, she said not to invite anybody from Daddy’s side of the family. They’d spit on her grave, and she didn’t want to crawl her way up to fight ‘em. Of course each time I tell Hal that, he says she didn’t mean it. But how was I s’posed to know that? You tell a kid enough times what to do when you die; they’re gonna remember.”

Of course she’d remember. An even smaller Bradley Jackson, big blue eyes taking up half her face, hair too long and pulled back under baseball caps to keep the sun from her face. Head of a household before she could even reach the cabinets.

Laura’s fingers twitch to hold her. But when Bradley gets like this, she has to work it off. If Laura reaches too soon, she’ll wind up swatted away. So she hovers. Steps forward so her knees press into the edge of the mattress.

Bradley had been mostly seated before, but she pushes up onto her knees to be level with Laura. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. It’s too… ugh.”

That’s the in that Laura needs. She reaches her hand for Bradley’s, and her heart swells when Bradley takes it immediately.

“There’s nothing ugh about it,” Laura tells her. “I mean, it’s not great. Some might even call it emotionally manipulative.” Some absolutely meaning Laura. “But it’s a part of your life, and I don’t want you to hide that from me.”

“You say that now,” Bradley warns playfully. Her eyes plead with Laura’s though. Don’t leave me. Don’t let go.

Laura knows it’s too soon to talk about forever. Too soon to make promises that extend beyond their pod life together. But she has no interest in going anywhere else. In knowing anyone but the grieving woman in front of her.

She presses her lips to Bradley’s to keep the sentiment back. A taste of forever. A touch that lingers even as Laura stands back up to her full height. Bradley’s grip on Laura’s hand tightens. To think, Twitter was worried about them when this is what’s waiting outside the studio. That thought helps Laura go for levity.

Laura checks, “She really said she’d claw her way up?”

Bradley barely contains a smile. “It’s not funny.”

“Right.”

A snort. “It’s not! It’s awful!” Bradley cackles anyway. Buries her face in the space where Laura’s skin pokes through the unbuttoned shirt. “Don’t make me laugh.”

“I didn’t. That was all Sandy.”

Bradley’s soft sigh warms Laura’s chest. “It was, wasn’t it?”

May the gates be firmly shut behind Sandy Jackson. May Bradley’s pain ease before it leaves. May Laura and Bradley make it through united. That’s not asking for too much, is it? That a couple with four months under their belts survive all this. What’s a global pandemic to a U-haul and a ranch?

They’ll be fine. They will.

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(A tweet from that morning reads, her mom died?? No way they’re staying together after that. I give it two months. The top quote tweet reads, so generous lmao. I give it a week. Place your bets #bradleylaura #UBAsTwoMoms Bradley herself later votes, 'they’re fine. You’re being assholes.' But that choice only has 37%. Everybody else is against them. Everybody else knows the inevitable — that Bradley’s gonna fuck it up like she does everything else. They’re waiting for it. She can’t let them be right. She can do this. She can hold herself together. Big smile. Back to work. Everything’s fine. It is. In July at least.)

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read chapter two

#bradleylaura #bradley x laura #tms #bradley jackson #laura peterson #the morning show #tms fic #mine #sapphic fic #fic: all the pieces

[femmesandhoney]

my favorite thing ever is seeing all the homophobes quote tweet the literal creator of the manga saying its not gay art and doesn't mean anything about ocacho's endgame. again, the literal creator its not fan art 😭 pretty sure the author knows whats going on better than u dude stay mad tho 🙏 lesbians winning

[maistiruin]

I know you don't do HCs but I like your theories so I wondered if you had any ideas what their weddings might be like 👀

anon i am so sorry because I kept forgetting about this in the drafts

planning fictional weddings may be one of my favorite things to do ever. Everyone else under the cut. This is arranged by who I had ideas for first. Lengths and details may vary.

Shae

You and Shae avoid getting married the whole time somehow, despite doing married people things your entire relationship. And then it's tax time and you realize it would be way more convenient to do these if you were married. Now you're married.

OK, tax joke aside, one night after a long time of marriage-esque domesticity, you just wake up bolt upright and ask, "Should we get married?"

Shae's still a little sleepy so they just grumpily tell you to ask again in the morning. They wrestle you back into a cuddle position. You are soft putty and cannot win.

Before you can wake up and ask again, Shae is up first and beats you to it. You should have proposed first!

You send out invitations—not a lot, just the people who matter. Shae's family, the friends you've made, small group only. You specifically tell everyone that it's because you're getting married in a few days, but everyone still brings food to the outpost like it's some kind of potluck.

The ceremony takes place three days later in the garden. Under the trellis, where some berry plants are tied to prevent them from falling over. It smells like it's about to rain, and you have to act fast.

It starts as a light drizzle that becomes a whole shower just in time for the final kiss. Everybody rushes inside before the rain gets any worse, but all in all, it was a great day.

Maeve

You and Maeve do get engaged and all, but in the spirit of her U-Haul Lesbian vibes (...U-Haul Bisexual?), one weekend in the heat of wedding planning, you spirit away and just elope.

It's a private affair with just you and the crows (ravens?) as your only guests. You come back to the capital two days later and dive back into the wedding planning whirlwind.

You still go through with the public wedding, but now it's more fun for you both. A lil wink to each other as you repeat your wedding vows. No one else gets the joke.

No one will ever know the wedding was just for show, except maybe three people (Flannán included?) and this knowledge will stay secret until at least your 10th wedding anniversary.

Robin

Robin canonically cannot got to a church, so you have a destination wedding instead.

First stop, the trash heap. You have to pick out your wedding rings. There's a lot to choose from.

Next stop, wherever the hell you want. It doesn't matter, they can take you there.

If you can't decide immediately, Robin will cycle between a few places, including but not limited to: Shae's outpost, the forests of Murias, literally right at the Seelie-Unseelie border, the throne room at the People's Castle, and the hoard he calls home.

What follows next may be romantically stupid or stupidly romantic, depending on which end you are so inclined. You exchange vows at the location of your choice.

Part of me wants to say Robin splits their wedding vows into sentences and each one is said in a different location, but I don't know how great teleportation is for either party.

Robin is as Robin does, the last line they say is "We're married now, buck-o."

Seems legit enough. Now let's go pick the honeymoon location.

Flannán

Married and engaged in the same day.

You wake up one morning to see Flannán trying to fit a ring over your finger, and he tries to make you go back to sleep and pretend like nothing happened, but eventually relents and proposes.

As soon as you step out of the bedroom, you find people rushing around the castle covering every inch of it with winter blossoms. Flannán looks as surprised as you.

He flags someone down to say that the proposal is off. He's bright red as he explains that he already proposed to you on accident.

Turns out this isn't for the proposal.

Apparently, no one trusts you or Flannán to plan your own wedding in a timely or easy manner. You are now getting married.

Talk about overwhelming. You just got engaged less than an hour ago. To be fair, it doesn't matter how you got married. Just that you finally do.

Also Flannán's dogs are chewing on the decorations the whole time. If this were a wedding with a photographer, they would feature in every single shot.

Not because the photographer was too focused on the dogs (valid but not the case). It's because they want to be included in everything.

Aífe

OBVIOUSLY a massive ceremony. All of the Seelie court is invited. I'm torn between having it in the palace gardens or the throne room. Both seem like great ideas.

Aífe's wedding will be loaded with outfit changes like nobody's business. She has at least ten gowns for herself, and then ten outfits for you so you match with her every single time.

The ceremony would be simple if not for the break taken for every outfit change. Aífe made all these dresses, she MUST get to use them.

Outfit changes extend to the reception, too.

Aífe sings you a lovely ballad and you just have to stand there and take it and how in love you are with her. And you need to let her finish the song or else she'll be very cross with you, and that's no way to start your marriage.

Unless, of course... you would like to sing with her? She does love it when you duet.

The wedding reception is truly equal parts reception and equal parts recital. People (mainly Aífe) showing off their talents and having fun, celebrating.

Keagan

Full disclosure, it is impossible for me to think of Keagan wedding HCs without thinking of my Arranged Marriage AU at the same time. And that's a very different wedding than what I imagine Keagan would normally have. Probably still similar enough though.

Sorry for talking about the Arranged Marriage AU (not sorry actually :P)

Anyway, garden wedding for sure. Aífe wouldn't say no to lending the royal gardens for her dearest friends' wedding.

It may also be next to one of those super cool waterfalls in the royal gardens but I have my personal reasons for wanting that.

It's a bad idea though because waterfalls are Loud, so maybe we'll keep it to that nice gazebo by the water.

There have been spring showers every day leading up to the wedding so the two of you are rightly worried about wedding plans, but when the day comes, it's nice and sunny.

It's actually too nice and sunny.

If you turn around at any point during the ceremony, you'll see people holding up things over their faces so that the glare from the sun isn't bothering them.

There's a tiny part of you that's actually upset that it didn't rain because you two planned this whole affair around the idea that it would be raining, and now it's not.

The wedding goes off without a hitch. Not a single dry eye when Keagan is done with his vows, made worse when it's your turn.

The reception is not much different from Aífe's (though significantly less of a talent show).

I imagine it's a bit more of a game. You and Keagan can be playful that way.

From the audience, all that can be seen is Keagan turning to you and whispering something in your ear that makes you smile.

From where you're sitting, he is trying to get you to break so you two can leave the reception early.

He is trying very well.

You both leave the reception early.

#asks #na daoine maithe #the good people #moiraimyths #x reader #headcanons #ndm flannan #ndm aife #ndm keagan #ndm shae #ndm maeve #ndm robin #anonymous #moirai myths #flannan #aife #shae #keagan #maeve #robin

[justabunchofdragons]

HI i dont know anything about doctor who and also THERE ARE MULTIPLE DOCTORS??????????? but ummm who is your favorite doctor ? why? AND who is your least favorite doctor ? why ?

JGKFHFKDJ THESEUS ILY YEAH THERES MULTIPLE DOCTORS ok holdon im literally going to be so autistic about this dw is my specialisest interest ever maybe even above minecraft. we stay winning

SPOILERS AHEAD !!don't read if u wanna watch. but also i'll try not to say too many things that could ruin stuff. hopefully.

uhhhh ok i feel like i wanna explain the multiple doctors thing JKGJFKF how do u not know this.......,,, no matter! i will. explain >:] so there's one Person. the doctor ys? they are an alien from a planet very far away. it has two suns is very pretty. also its destroyed rn but thats a whole storyline i Don't want to get into. also their species (the timelords) treated them horribly so they have an attachment to earth and humans because we are :] nicer :]

um so because they can't keep one actor being the doctor like . forever. its going to have its 60th anniversary next year so like. they couldn't have stayed kgkgjfkfj. they give each one like 3 seasons roughly? and a few christmas specials etc etc and then the doctor regenerates into a new incarnation of themselves. they can't control Anything about this which is a uhhhhhh .genetic defect because the rest of the timelords Can. or could. they're sorta dead. lol. but because the show started 60 years ago + some of the older writers are a mix of racist and misogynistic, historically the doctor has been played by a bunch of white men. BUT . when the doctor regenerated on screen for the 12th time (going into the 13th incarnation) here we start winning . the first female doctor!!!!! the backlash was stupid misogynistic and literally so bad that ppl Stopped watching. also they complained that the writing was shitty which was kinda fair but also !! u can live a little. maybe shitty writing is how we stay grounded. i love my shitty little show with its bad special effects. gimme a tardis sound and ill go insane for a month im a simple guy. BUT ANYWAY first female doctor. (she's my favourite btw. and then after her its nine :])

look at her. she's a lesbian (canon)

NO LIKE LITERALLY CANON !!!! she was in love with her companion yaz (yasmin khan literal beloved . she's the best) but they didn't do anything bc . time was running out and the doctor had been told Multiple times that she was going 2 die soon. and neither of them wanted to hurt themselves that badly but i am so sidetracked rn lemme just go agonise over whos my least favourite. holdon ill be back in 3-5 business days.

ok just kidding. maybe 12? i feel rly bad saying that bc he was so... theatric. like some of the biggest speeches came from him. like his episodes Stuck with me and bc he was played by an older looking guy compared to 10 and 11 he just. felt so cool. 12 was so cool actually i changed my mind. no i didn't. OUGH this is so hard ☹

i kiiiiinda wanna say 10. but maybe thats because of the recent mess surrounding him. i don't wanna get into it my brain is so fried from thinking about it all kgkgjfkfj. cries. um. least favourite is sooo subjective. i watched 10 seasons in a month? so they all felt Revolutionary to me i can't pick 😭 theyre amazing. but definitely 13 then 9 are my favourites

that was so long i apologise. in my defence u unlocked autism brain

#theseus!! #beloved. i hope i explained this semi decently also im >:] more than happy to talk more >:] #jgkfjffjkfjrkdj. im silly #little people in my phone #dw posting #lovely people

[neonweeknds]

what a time - chapter seven

*u can read here or on ao3*

chapter seven - thinking ‘bout you 

summary - Time goes on yet things stay the same. 

As promised, things between Denali and Rosé stayed professional. They finished the rest of the rehearsals as they were intended and Denali showed up for the couple of days it took to shoot the music video but that was the end of it. 

Sure, Rosé had tried on multiple occasions to talk to Denali but she knew better than to let her heart win. Mik had graciously offered to be at her side whenever she was due for rehearsals and it worked. Even while they shot her music video, Mik was by her side to stop Denali from doing anything stupid. 

Because let’s face it, it wouldn’t take much for that to happen. 

Any time Rosé had approached Denali, Mik was glaring her way and pulling the brunette elsewhere. After a while, Rosé gave up. 

Once they finished the music video, Denali left without even a goodbye to the singer. 

She tried not to think about it too often but that had never proven to work for her. Denali chose to ignore the sinking feeling in her gut and the obvious love for the pink-haired girl that was practically begging to come out. 

She kept telling herself it was for the best but with every minute that passed by she missed Rosé more and more. 

Denali really thought that they were getting somewhere that night in the hotel. She was finally learning the truth, even if it wasn’t exactly what she wanted or thought she would hear. 

And then Rosé had to kiss her and Denali had yearned for the feeling of her lips on hers for years. Yet, as it was happening, Denali knew they shouldn’t continue anything unless they talked about everything. 

“I still love you” was enough to make Denali lose all sense of the reality she was in. How could Rosé love her? Rosé didn’t know what she was getting herself into because twenty-seven-year-old Denali was not the same as seventeen-year-old Denali. 

After all this time, how could she still love her? 

Denali was nothing special. Just Rosé’s ex-girlfriend from childhood. She was an ex-figure skater turned dance choreographer who had two friends and hadn’t been in a stable relationship in ten fucking years. 

Why would she love her? She couldn’t help but wonder if Rosé was only saying what she wanted to hear. Mik, although being the overprotective best friend he was, nearly smacked Denali upside the head after she told him what happened at the hotel. 

“Gorg, self-sabotage is not a good look for you—”

She scoffed, “This is not me self sabotaging, I’m being cautious, there’s a difference,”

Mik rolled his eyes, “You have been hopelessly in love with this girl for way too long— and then the second she tells you she loves you back your first instinct is to tell her to leave and cut her out of your life— for the second time! You lesbians are so dramatic I swear to god!”

As usual, Mik was right. Denali would never admit it though because his ego would only grow bigger than it already was. 

She had been clinging to their relationship for years now and when the opportunity presents itself, Denali slammed the door shut and locked it. 

Possibly for good. 

Maybe it was just a cheap excuse to use so Denali didn’t have to deal with the heartbreak all over again if it didn’t end up working out. She knew it would hurt worse the second time around. Denali was scared and she was a coward because spending the last month with Rosé had just proven how very much not over her she was. 

Rosé irritated the fuck out of her and made Denali want to tear out her hair in frustration. But Rosé also made Denali smile and her heart flutter more than she thought was humanly possible. 

Rosé had come back into Denali’s life unexpectedly and she was terrified of the power she had over the brunette. When Rosé first stumbled out of that cab, all she felt was anger and confusion and she had expected that. She hadn’t expected to feel like she was seventeen all over again, blushing anytime Rosé looked in her direction or gave her a compliment. 

When Rosé said those four little words...Denali’s fears kicked in.

There was no denying that she was still in love with Rosé. Her reaction to seeing her again after ten years proved it— the denial and complete avoidance of talking about it confirmed it even more. Denali could convince herself that she was shutting Rosé out to avoid getting heartbroken again and while half of it was true, she didn’t want to admit that she still cared so much about her. Yet, all the feelings that had seemingly gotten stronger over the years were being held back by the hurt she never dealt with.

It didn’t matter anymore. It was too late. Rosé was gone and Denali was still alone.

Denali had bigger issues to deal with at this point of her life, so she ignored it. 

As usual. 

While it was slow at the studio, as promised, Denali cashed in her two weeks of vacation and was heading home to Mexico for the first time in three years. She couldn’t wait to see her family again after only being able to talk to them through the phone and the odd FaceTime call. 

Her parents have been living in Mexico for the last five years now. They moved to take care of her abuela and help her with their family business, a small local bakery in the city of Guadalajara started by her grandparents during the Second World War. Her abuelo died when she was just a little girl and five years ago, her abuela was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. She was no longer fit to run the bakery and it was difficult for her to take care of herself so her parents decided to move. 

It was hard on Denali’s family. No one ever wanted to see someone they loved lose themselves slowly to the point where they didn’t even recognize you anymore. Three years ago was the last time Denali saw her family and it happened to be for her abuela’s funeral. From then on, her parents had taken over the family business and have been keeping it up and running since. Though business wasn’t booming like it used to and her parents were struggling to keep it afloat since her abuela passed. 

She missed her parents dearly. Denali spent her last three birthdays celebrating with Mik and Olivia. She spent the last couple of Christmas’ in the comfort of her own home instead of being surrounded by her parents and extended family. 

Denali was practically living paycheck to paycheck every month. It was a struggle to save for tickets when she wasn’t able to afford even taking the day off when she felt sick. Denali was also helping her parents as much as she could with the money she could spare. 

She loved her job for the most part. The studio was doing good business-wise, but it could be doing better. Another reason why the whole contract with Rosé was so important. If the video did well, the studio would most likely see an increase in business, Denali especially since she choreographed the whole thing. 

In the long run, it could be really good for her. She won’t have to struggle to gather all her rent money on time or worry about not sending enough money to her parents. She was grateful that Peppermint had given her the opportunity for this whole deal. Even though she was against it at first, the perks she had received were proving it to be worth it. 

Except it wasn’t when she arrived in Guadalajara. It wasn’t that her parents weren’t overjoyed to see her...but something felt off. When Denali told her mom she was coming to visit, the older woman was close to throwing her a welcome home party. 

But there was a weird energy lingering around the house and surrounding her parents when she arrived. Even her aunts, uncles, and cousins were all acting weird around Denali. It seemed like they were walking on eggshells around the brunette and Denali thought it might be because of all the drama with Rosé. Their business hadn’t exactly stayed personal and was instead pictured for the world to see. 

When it first happened months before her visit, her mom had called her and was bursting with excitement when she thought those photos meant she and Rosé were back together. Her mom had always loved Rosé so when Denali broke the news, her mom was disappointed, but it was never brought up again. 

One day, she was helping her mom at the bakery as she served customers when an old woman came to drop off something for her father. She handed her a care package and told Denali she was praying for her father to get better. 

Get better? She was confused. Her father was fine. A little tired and low energy but she just attributed that to them running the bakery. Her parents weren’t young anymore, of course, they would get tired of running a business. 

She confronted her mom about it and that was when she broke down crying. 

Her father had been diagnosed with a type of skin cancer almost a year prior and Denali knew nothing about it. 

Denali was confused, she was angry, she was scared and she was sad. How could nobody in her family tell her? She would’ve been there for him, for her mom and for her family but instead, she was halfway across the continent. How come she didn’t notice— he always sounded fine on the phone when they talked. Her mom told Denali she didn’t want her to worry since the cancer was only in stage two and her father was likely able to recover 

Likely. 

Not guaranteed. 

That was what scared Denali the most. That there was a chance that one day, she would get a phone call from her family telling her that it wasn’t getting better but it was getting worse. Her mom assured her that her father was getting the best treatments he could and that she was hopeful. Denali always admired the optimism her mother had because all Denali could think about were the negatives of it all. 

It wasn’t only her father’s sickness that her mother was tiptoeing around but her mother informed her that the family bakery was going bankrupt. With her father being sick and needing to be cared for while he received his treatments, it was hard for her mother to keep the bakery up and running. The cost of running a bakery plus medical expenses wasn’t exactly cheap. She knew they were having money troubles but she didn’t know it was this bad. Her other family members helped as much as they could but it was very likely they would go out of business if they didn’t come up with the money soon. 

Denali instantly tried to give them some of her money earned from the music video. It wouldn’t be enough but it would be a good chuck in the meantime while she figured out the rest. 

Her mother was stubborn, like Denali, and refused which only made the brunette more frustrated. She was going to figure out a way to help. 

After her two-week visit was up, Denali was dreading leaving her parents but she couldn’t stay, as much as she wanted to.

There was no way she was letting another three years go by before she saw them again, especially now that she knew the truth. Her mom told her not to worry but that was proving to be difficult since she couldn’t help but think they had known her dad was sick for a year, and not one member of her family said anything. “Focus on work, mija, I’ll call you if anything comes up. We’ll be fine mi amor,”

She boarded the plane, waving goodbye to her parents with a heavy heart, promising she would be back soon. 

Denali sat inside a little restaurant in Los Angeles as she waited for her long-time friend to show up. There were unexpected weather issues and they needed to urgently stop in LA. Now, she was stuck waiting to see if the sky cleared up, if her flight would get rescheduled or worse, get cancelled. 

To make the most of her hopefully short time in LA, she messaged one of her friends she had met when she had gone to the Olympics years ago. She needed to take her mind off of a few things. 

As Denali lifted her head from the menu to glance around the restaurant, she caught sight of her friend whom she hadn’t seen in over a year. 

Gigi Goode had changed since the last time she saw her in person. Her blonde hair was now a deep auburn but she still wore the same bright smile on her face as she raced towards Denali and pulled her in for a hug.

She still remembers the first time she met Gigi. She was representing Canada in girl’s figure skating while Denali was representing the USA. Usually, competing teams didn’t really interact with one another but one night, they were in the Olympic village gym and stumbled upon one another. Denali was blasting 2NE1 in a little corner of the gym when the blond tapped her shoulder. She expected Gigi to scold her for the music being too loud or for taking too long on the machine she was using. Instead, they bonded that night over the girl group and their love of Kpop in general. Denali even dug out her old videos from the 2NE1 concert she attended and showed the fangirling Gigi. 

Since then, they’ve stayed close friends. After Denali’s Olympic disaster, Gigi was still there for her and supported her through it all. It was hard to see each other all the time since Denali lived in Chicago and Gigi was in LA. In 2014, once Gigi had finished her Olympic run for Canada, she retired from figure skating and instead moved on to modelling where she had been mega-successful ever since. They had stayed in touch through social media and luckily, Gigi had quite a few modelling jobs in Chicago so every time she was in town, she would bunk with Denali and have sleepovers like they were teenagers. 

After pulling away from Gigi, Denali only now registered the flashes and screams coming from outside of the restaurant. “Nali, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you! There’s so much we need to catch up on!” The words had a hard time registering themselves in Denali’s brain as all she could focus on was the paparazzi outside. She knew Gigi was successful and quite famous in the modelling world but maybe she just underestimated how well known she was.

She could’ve sworn she saw a familiar face but she knew it was just her brain imagining things. Gigi turned her head to see what had caught her eye, “Oh! Don’t worry about that!…hope you don’t mind…I brought some people along with me!”

Denali was about to say something but the words were soon silenced as she watched Symone, another world-famous model walk into the restaurant and behind her, a now raven-haired Rosé, trailing not too far behind her. 

Six months later, her heart still leaped in her chest when she set sight on the singer. 

It seems like Rosé was equally surprised because she stood frozen behind Symone for a couple of minutes. “Nali, this is Symone. Symone, this is Denali. We go way back in the Olympic world together and Symone and I have been doing a campaign together for the last couple of months. And then this is Rosé…Rosé this is—“

“Yeah, Denali. I know,” Rosé cut Gigi off, an odd tension settling in the room and Denali was sure people were staring at them. “Well, I don’t know about you darlings but I’m starving so…let’s eat,” Symone suggested as she gave Rosé a stern look. 

Gigi settled down beside her, Symone across from Gigi and Rosé across from Denali. 

Denali mentally cursed the room. It didn’t seem to matter how far she went, how long it had been…Rosé would always find a way back into her life. Denali thought that six months ago would be the last time she saw her, possibly forever. 

But, Denali felt like this time around, it would be different. 

Or so she hoped. 

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“Darling, it’s just lunch,” Symone told her. 

“Lunch means I actually have to put on clothes,” Rosé moaned from her spot on the floor, where she was laying down and staring at the ceiling of her rented studio.

“Because it’s the end of the world if you change out of your high school graduation t-shirt that has stains on it that are every colour of the rainbow! Please, baby! This isn’t healthy and you know it,” her best friend pointed out. 

“Lucky for you, I never said I was being healthy,” she shrugged, twirling her newly dyed black locks around her finger, “Besides, I’m really milking this heartbreak, you should hear some of my new songs,” 

“You can’t live in the studio,” she frowned. 

“On who’s account?” Rosé argued. 

She rolled her eyes, “Please just come to lunch with me and Gigi, it’ll be fun! You’ve met her before, she’s an angel!” Symone pestered.

“Symone…” Rosé moaned, lifting her head upright, “I am on a deadline…I need this album finished,”

“You won’t be able to finish it if you’re dead because you refuse to leave this place and take care of yourself properly. Have you even eaten today yet?” Rosé glanced over at the digital clock in the studio. It was well into the afternoon and she cringed as she thought about it, “I had a red bull…”

Her friend sighed and shook her head, “Nope. Uh-uh, you’re coming with me. Get your ass up, change your clothes and brush your hair because you look like your keeping a bird nest up in there— you’re not allowed to come back here until tomorrow—“

“But—“ 

“No. No buts, you’ll be sleeping in your own bed for a change. Okay, baby? You still have plenty of time for your album so stop it for a bit, and take a break before I physically force you. Gigi is downstairs in a car waiting for us,”

“This isn’t you physically forcing me?”

“Do not test me, darling. I will have Michelle on the next flight out here,” she challenged. 

Rosé stared at Symone silently. Standing up slowly so she wouldn’t get a head rush, “You win. Have it your way,” 

Symone smiled, cheering, “I always do,”

Rosé nodded, “Yeah, yeah. Let’s just get this over with,” 

Maybe Symone was right. 

No. She was absolutely right. 

Rosé had been a mess for nearly six months. Ever since she walked out of Denali’s room in New York, she just felt a pull that was constantly weighing her down. Her depression had been coming in and out and sometimes she slept for days on end without doing anything else.

It was a constant struggle for her to face Denali for the remainder of the time they filmed the video. She tried, in the beginning, to talk to Denali but it was clear that was the last thing she wanted. It was hard enough to have Mik shooting daggers at her 24/7, but having Denali deliberately avoid her was more painful than anything. 

It was really too late to fix things now. 

Rosé spent so many nights in the studio, attempting to write the pain away though it barely made a dent. She had written enough songs about Denali she could release multiple albums full of them by now. 

Six months ago, her album was practically done but recently, she had scraped half of the songs on her project and was close to starting over. The songs she had before were okay, but okay wasn’t going to cut it anymore, they had to be great. She kept pushing her album deadline back and there was only so much leeway Michelle could give her with the label. In four months, one way or another, they were going to release an album whether Rosé was happy with it or not. 

On multiple occasions, Rosé stared at the very few text messages they exchanged in regards to rehearsal, just wishing she could go back before everything was fucked up for a second time. There was nothing special about the messages, mainly just confirming details, but at least she was able to imagine. 

Utica made her delete Denali’s number to avoid any drunken mistakes but apparently, Rosé had managed to memorize the digits. She was surprisingly thankful to find out that the brunette had blocked her number. There had been many nights where her drunken state had called and left some pathetic voicemails so at least she didn’t have to subject herself to any more embarrassment. 

Rosé just couldn’t believe that she almost had Denali again and in the blink of an eye, she lost her. 

For a second time. 

Despite it being the complete truth, she knew telling Denali that she loved her was a poor attempt on her part to make her stay. 

If she could go back to change the way that night ended, she would do it in a heartbeat. Denali occupied her mind twenty-four-seven. What was she doing? Where was she? Was she crying like her? What was she wearing? Did she think about her? How was she feeling? Did she hate her? Why did she walk away like that? Did she believe her when she said that she loved her? 

She was going insane. 

Nothing went as planned and now Rosé was completely screwed as she let the woman she loved get away. She wanted nothing more than to talk to Denali one last time to explain herself but with her number being blocked, along with social media— it was useless. Besides, she didn’t want to reach out via text message, this was something she needed to do in person. 

She could always fly back to Chicago and show up at her apartment— granted, she doubted Denali would want that.

“Do you still love her?” Symone had been the one to ask months ago when everything went down. She couldn’t keep what happened with Denali a secret even if she wanted to. Her best friend was scarily good at reading people. 

Rosé didn’t even need to think about the question before uttering a quiet “yes” to Symone. Those words had been running around in her brain for years now. They were clear to her but maybe not clear enough for Denali. After all, she had been forced to hide for years— Rosé had been so caught up in what other people thought about her and how they might react, that she never once stopped to think how it might affect other people. When Rosé left Denali in Alaska a decade ago, she had run away from everything she once knew and was thrown into a world that wasn’t made for her. 

She lost herself. She lost herself in the fame, the glamour, the screams— she let it all get the best of her and for what? So she could lose the best thing that had ever happened to her? 

When Denali walked back into her life she thought that she was getting another chance to fix what she had fucked up. Denali was easy to love. Even after all this time, she could say with one-hundred percent certainty that she was in love with Denali Foxx. 

Love is huge. Love is the most powerful emotion to exist. Rosé had been hurt by love before— at least what she thought was love. She should be scared of getting her hurt again but with Denali, that thought hadn’t even crossed her mind. 

Rosé had another chance and she ruined it. 

All she wanted to do was go back to the studio and sulk while she wrote down sad lyrics and cried teardrops all over her guitar. 

Instead, she was going out to lunch with her best friend and if Rosé was being honest, she would rather be anywhere but here. Rosé loved Symone to death and she was over the moon once she learned her best friend would be in LA for a couple of months at the same time as her. Regardless of her excitement, Symone had the tendency to mother Rosé. 

Like right now. 

Her anxiety was going haywire when the lights flashed in her eyes. She had been pretty quiet in the public eye lately mostly because she couldn’t bother to leave her house or the studio. She forgot how much the shouting made her want to crawl under her covers and nest there for hours on end. 

How did the paparazzi even know they were going to be eating lunch here?

Rosé tried to smile politely but she didn’t really give two fucks as she followed her best friend inside the restaurant. 

And then it was like time stopped. 

She and Symone rode in a car with Gigi who was way too excited to go out for lunch. Gigi mentioned seeing an old friend of hers that she hadn’t seen in a while. 

Rosé thought the universe was playing some sick and twisted prank on her when she walked inside to see Gigi hugging none other than Denali. She had practically begged the universe to give her another chance to make things right and this is how it was going to go down? 

It had been six months, yet Denali looked different. 

Her long dark hair that Denali had had since she was a kid had now been cut to her shoulder. Some strands of her hair were lighter than others. She had on a little bit of makeup but despite that, Rosé couldn’t help but zero in on the bags under her eyes and her sunken cheeks. Then her eyes trailed downwards and it was very apparent that Denali had lost some weight. Her clothes were practically hanging off her body and she seemed so fragile. 

She looked tired. She looked sad. She looked like how Rosé felt, and probably looked as well. 

Then Gigi was introducing them all to each other and when she got to Denali the words tumbled out of Rosé’s mouth before she could stop them. She watched as Denali frowned when she sat across from her. She felt like she was reliving the awkwardness of that dinner in New York six months ago. 

Conversation flowed between Denali, Gigi and Symone but Rosé mostly stayed silent unless it was to order her food. 

Rosé felt like she was in a permanent state of shock. She couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that out of all places and all times, Denali was sitting in front of her, sipping a sangria and munching slowly on a sandwich. 

She wanted to say something but she wasn’t sure it was appropriate in the middle of a crowded restaurant with paparazzi right outside. 

So she was silent.

“So, how was the flight from Mexico? Any news on your next flight yet?” Gigi asked. 

Rosé hadn’t been paying attention but her ears perked up at this information.

“The flight here was good because I slept the whole time...but as for my next one…not yet. It was supposed to be at five so unless the weather cleans up, it’ll probably be rescheduled…” she trailed off. 

“You went to see your parents?” Rosé blurted out. Denali gave her an odd look, probably wondering how she knew about her parents living in another country now. The short answer is she was home for the holidays years ago and had worked up the courage to go knock on the Foxx household. Before she could embarrass herself, Jan had told her they no longer lived there. 

“I did,” and that was it. 

“How are they doing?” Rosé trod carefully. 

Denali sipped her sangria, “They’re good,” but something about her tone told Rosé she was lying. 

Just as Rosé opened her mouth to say something else, a shrill ringing stopped her from doing so. Symone sighed and grabbed her phone, looking at the name before frowning and showing it to Gigi who sighed. “Sorry, baby. We gotta take this,” suddenly both girls were leaving the table and Denali and Rosé were alone. 

“Uhm so how...was Mexico?” Rosé asked. 

“It was fine,” it was harsh. It seemed like she didn’t want to talk about it. Rosé wasn’t sure if she wasn’t being short with her because of the past or because something had happened on her trip. 

Nonetheless, Rosé was nosy so she continued, “Are you okay? I know we haven’t talked in a while—” Rosé visibly cringed at the words, “...but uhm— I still care…about you and, you know…about how you’re doing,” she sighed. 

Cool, Rosé. Keep making it worse, she mentally cursed herself.

“It’s fine, Rosé! Everything is fucking fine! Perfectly fucking dandy! Unicorns shitting glitter fine! So just drop it!” she snapped, suddenly seething. They stared at one another silently until Denali broke the barrier and covered her face with her hands, “God, I’m sorry,” she groaned, “I didn’t mean to yell— I’m taking it out on you, I’m so sorry,” 

Rosé assumed that much, “It’s okay…I’m all ears if you wanna talk about whatever’s bothering you,” 

Denali shook her head and fanned her eyes. Rosé noticed they were rimmed with tears, “I can’t,” her voice cracked, “Fuck, what is wrong with me, I’ve cried enough already,” Denali made a poor attempt to joke. Rosé was a little worried, to say the least. 

“If you ever wanna talk, I’m only a phone call away,” Rosé added.

“I’d have to unblock your number first—“ she said before freezing and cringing, “I think it’s time to lay off the drinks,”

Rosé laughed. It felt like she hadn’t laughed in a while. At that moment, she realized she would do anything for Denali. 

Gigi and Symone returned to the table, looking displeased if anything. “Well, our lovely photographer lost his memory card so our entire shoot from this morning is gone. Kapoof!” Gigi looked as if she wanted to punch someone as she spoke. Symone rolled her eyes, “Sorry to cut this short, darling. You wanna come to the shoot with us and watch?” 

“I would rather die,” she smiled sarcastically, “I’ll have Ben come pick me up,” 

“Well, can’t blame a girl for trying. Remember what I said though, no studio and please for the love of jesus christ, go to bed before midnight. And eat some actual food. And drink water. And shower because—“

“Got it. Anything else, mom?” Rosé’s voice dripped with sarcasm. 

“I’ll think about it and let you know,” Symone bent down and kissed Rosé’s cheek, waving at Denali and telling Gigi she would meet her in the car. 

“Sorry, Nali, we’ll have to reschedule,” Gigi frowned, “I think I’m going to Chicago soon— I’ll have to check and let you know but if not I’ll come down anyways, kay? It was nice seeing you again, Rosé,” and then she was following Symone’s footsteps. 

Thankfully, most of the paparazzi had scattered by now and there were just a few of them lingering outside the front. 

“Well—“

“So—“

Denali and Rosé said at the same time, making them pause and burst out into a fit of giggles.

“This is weird,” Denali commented. 

“A little,” she agreed. It doesn’t have to be, is what she really wanted to say but Rosé had a feeling that wouldn’t make things any better. “Do you want me to go?” Rosé asked, “I know you didn’t exactly expect me to be here or want me to stay so—“

“I never said that—“

“Well, considering how things ended the last time I saw you...I don’t know what to think anymore— like, what the hell are we doing?” Rosé sighed. The back and forth between the two of them was confusing and tiring.

“Being civil?” it was more of a question than an answer. 

“You call this civil?”

“I don’t know, Rosé! I don’t know! Do you know, because if you know, I’d appreciate it if you told me because I don’t know!” she said. “I don’t know and that’s what makes it all the more confusing,”

Rosé could attest to that. “Just—” but Denali paused and Rosé did, waiting for something— anything, “Don’t go,” and that’s all it took. 

“I’m sorry,” Rosé blurted. 

“You’re sorry? I’m sorry, I’m being a fucking asshole. I just— I’m sorry. I’m kinda drunk,” Denali said, “I gotta stop using that as an excuse,” she chuckled. 

“You’re not,” Rosé said immediately, “Being an asshole that is,” she shrugged, “We all have bad days,” 

“Why are you being so nice to me, Rosie?” 

Please say my name again. 

“Why wouldn’t I?” Rosé thought the question was stupid. Denali gave her a look as if it was obvious. The question really irritated Rosé only because she hated that Denali was thinking that way, “I don’t think this is really a conversation we should have in public,” Rosé said and she suddenly became hyperaware of all the eyes on them. “Is there any news on your flight?” 

Denali shrugged and pulled out her phone and Rosé watched as she refreshed her email app. She frowned and then groaned, “My flight is cancelled until further notice,” Denali whined, “Fucking perfect! There’s a hurricane watch for LA,” she turned her phone to show the email to Rosé. 

“Shit,” 

“Just my luck,” 

Denali furiously typed something on her phone before she set her phone down and reached for her bag, “I guess I’m gonna head out now, I need to find a hotel around here that isn’t gonna cost more than my rent per night. Or a motel. This should cover my meal,”  she set down a couple of bills on the table and started putting on her jacket. 

“Why don’t you stay with me?” 

Denali visibly froze, “Uh what?”

Rosé nodded, “I have some guest rooms…they never get used and you don’t wanna be stuck in a motel if this storm gets bad…”

“Is that really a good idea?” Denali said. 

“What? You staying with me?” Rosé asked and Denali nodded, “You won’t even notice me there!” Rosé added. 

“In your own house?” Denali laughed before shrugging, “Maybe I can just text Gigi…I don’t want to be a bother,” 

Rosé cringed and shook her head, “Yeah I don’t know about that…I’m pretty sure Gigi along with Symone are both living in this big-ass modelling house right now while they do this campaign so if that’s your cup of tea then sure…besides, you’re not a bother,”

“I don’t know Rosé…”

“Woah, I’m getting flashbacks from when I convinced you to come out to dinner with me,” 

Denali chuckled, “Yeah and look how that turned out,” she said. 

“Cmon!” Rosé begged. She liked that they were teasing each other right now. “Denali, you don’t wanna be alone if this gets bad plus, I won't be able to sleep knowing you’re in some gross hotel with rats or snakes or—”

“Snakes? In LA?”

“Maybe? Do you really want to stay in a hotel and find out? Stay with me, I promise I don’t bite— hey! I’ll even show you some new music…does Blackpink ring any bells?” she wiggled her eyebrows jokingly. 

“That’s evil,” Denali tutted, “You know I’m not gonna say no to that,” 

“So did it work?” Rosé asked, a hopefulness laced throughout her tone. 

Denali smiled and Rosé could count down the days from the night she left the hotel room in New York that she would imagine seeing her smile again. 

“It worked,” 

As Rosé stared at the woman she loved, she realized she had a decision to make. One that could make or break this relationship— or whatever they had going on. This could just be a chance encounter between ex-girlfriends and Rosé could be a nice host for Denali but that was it. 

Or, Rosé could get her back. 

She needed to prove to Denali that she loved her more than anything and had for the last decade. She could prove to her that the mistake of leaving all those years ago, was simply a mistake and nothing more. She was going to fight like hell to prove it and make up for all the time wasted.

This was possibly the only other chance Rosé was going to get to prove to Denali that she still cared about her.

That she wanted to be in her life and be with her.

That she still loved her.

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[regnzelle]

MUSICAL PLAY

SCENE 1

(walking to school)

Vanessa: takes a deep breathe im back again…….

(at classroom)

Teacher: goodmornign students! today we have a new transferee from Saint Patriocino de santo tomas national highschool all the way from manila let us welcome vanessa with open arms here in saint archanghel highschool, vanessa please introduce yourself

Vanessa: hi, good morning everyone my name is vannesa hadid, im 15 years old , my hobbies are reading books and listening to music. we relocate here because of my dad new job

teacher: ok vannesa you can sit at the back next to Charlotte

Charlotte: hi there im Charlotte

vannesa: hi nice to meet you

Charlotte: the girl in front of you is Olivia shes my bestie

Vanessa:hi Olivia

Olivia:hi..............i love your hair , its so shinyy and gorgeous

Charlotte: anyways vannesa are u with someone else later at lunch

Olivia: yeah do you wanna have lunch together later? we can give you a tour of the school and the run down of the people here..

vannesa: sure that will be lovely, I'd like to know you two better

(bell rings)

Charlotte: that’s for math class then we’ll see you later at lunch

Clara Chandler: Hey if I were you I wouldn’t stick with them, they’re kind of the outcast

Clara George: unless you wanna be the new kid

Clara Smith: and an outcast at the same time

(Song)

[CLARA CHANDLER]

Right

We never really do this

But how'd you like to

Have lunch with us this week

Oh, it's okay, I-

No, no need for you to thank us

But-

There's no need to even speak

[CLARA GEORGE]

You're new and you don't know things

You need good friends who can tell you what to think

See you here same time tomorrow

[CLARA SMITH]

On Wednesdays we wear pink

On Wednesdays we wear pink

SCENE 2

(cafeteria)

Olivia: hey what happened ealier, we saw the clara’s talking to you earlier

Vanessa: oh nothing they just told me to stay away from you guys….

Charlotte: the one you should be staying away from is them

Vanessa: what? Why? They seemed nice

Olivia: oh my god big mistakte, BIG see them at that table over there their the “Clara’s”

Vanessa: Clarra’s?

Charlotte: Yeah the clarra’s the one the right that’s Clara George her dad is loadedddd from being a real estate agent.

Olivia: the on the left Clara Smith head of the cheerleading team her dad’s a famous designer overseas.

Charlotte: and the one with the big red bow Clara Chandler her dad’s one of the schools biggest investors no one would ever dare mess with her she always wins spring fling queen

we’re just drones who work for her and die.

Vanessa: oh wow….

Charlotte: yeah they’re THAT big of a deal

Olivia: so our advice is to stay away from the completely

(bell rings)

Charlotte: that’s the bell see you at class

Vanessa: see you!

(bumps in to devian)

Vanessa: omg I am so sorry I didn’t see you

Devian: no your good don’t worry, hey your vanessa right? The new girl

Vanessa: oh hey yeah, and you are?

Devian: im devian, we have math class together remember?

Vanessa: oh yeah we do,

Devian: yeah, well then see you tomorrow Im gonna head to class

Vanessa: yeah,,, see you

SCENE 3

(while walking to school)

Olivia: so have you decided yet?

Charlotte: if you wanna join them go ahead

Vanessa: wait you guys aren’t gonna stop me?

Olivia: no, of course not its your choice after all

Vanessa; but don’t you guys hate them

Charlotte: hate them? No

Olivia: we just hate what they’ve become

Charlotte: We used to be friends with clara George back then until ‘that’ happened

Vanessa: what happened?

Olivia: Rumors started spreading that Clara had a crush on an upper classman and that she was a lesbian

Charlotte: After that happened she stopped hanging out with us, she then started dating devian after that she just changed she started becoming meaner and meaner

Olivia: that’s when she met the other clara’s and they’re now “the clara’s” you know today

Charlotte: so what are you gonna do? Are you gonna join them or not?

Vanessa: I think im gonna join themjust this once

Olivia: all right then, well see you after lunch, goodluck

Vanessa: yeah see you!

(At cafeteria)

C. George: Hey vanessa! Over here!

C. Chandler : love the outfit so fetch!

C. George: what’s fetch?

C. Chandler: oh its like slang from England

C. Smith : we’re so glad you could be here you wont regret it I promise!

C. George: speaking of which were going shopping later wanna come? Wait no you have to come so we can fix all this… that way you’d fit in better with us

Vanessa: uhm ok…

C. George: Great see you 3pm after class

(bell rings)

C. Chandler: that’s the bell!

C. George: well see you after class then

C. Smith: see you later!!

(at the mall)

C.Smith: we are so glad you made it!

C. George: hurry up we have to go

Vanessa: go where?

C. George : go shopping what else are we gonna do at the mall?

Vanessa : oh all right

C. Smith: don't worry Vanessa we're gonna make you beautiful that way you can be more like us!

C. Chandler I think we should split up that way it'll be easier

C.george: great idea! The only clever idea you've ever given me Clara youre in charge of shoes and you are in charge of accessories we'll meet here in an hour, got it?

C.Chandler & C. Smith: ( in unison) got it!

C. George: and you (pointing at Vanessa) your coming with me

Vanessa: oh ok!

(At the shop)

C. George: (while looking at clothes) you have got no sense of style what's so ever

Vanessa: uhhh sorry? Now that we're alone can I ask you something?

C. George: sure what is it?

Vanessa: you were friends with Olivia and Charlotte before right? What happened?

C. George: what happened was I realized that they're greasy no little bodies and I'm Clara George. Someone as great as me shouldn't be lumped in a group with them.

Vanessa: you're more nicer than you think you are Clara... I can see through you

C.George: what? Ugh now youve just spoiled my mood go join the others instead.

(With Chandler&Smith)

C. Chandler: hey Vanessa how did clothes shopping go?

Vanessa: oh it went well... I guess?

C.smith: why the long face? Look at what we have here these shoes are gorgeous perfect for the party!

C. Chandler: anyway we just had to ask... Any guy caught your eye yet?

Vanessa: caught my eye? Well..there's devian in my math class he's certainly caught my eye

C Chandler: NO!

Vanessa: no? What?

C. Chandler: Clara and devian used to date

C. Smith: ex's are off limits to friends

Vanessa: guys calm down I never said anything about liking him...or maybe I do kinda like him...

C. Chandler: pray that you don't! other wise Clara will kill you

C. George: for what reason am I gonna Kill Vanessa for

C. Chandler: uhhhhh because she's planning on wearing sweats and uggboots to the party

C. George: ew don't. We went shopping so you wouldn't do that

Vanessa: wait hold on a party? What party?

C. George: another upper class man is hosting a party next week on saturday

C. Smith: and we want you to be there and attend with us

Vanessa: oh I would love to!

C. George: great, it's getting late we should head home.

(The Clara's are sitting at a table while Vanessa stands at the middle monologuing)

It's been a week since I started joining the plastics for lunch and they're not what people make up to be specially George... ( Vanessa looks at Clara G.) These past few days I've been feeling something new... Something towards Clara but I can't seem to now what exactly...(Vanessa is in deep thought but then gets snapped back to reality by C. George)

C. George: Vanessa? Hey Vanessa? Hey!

Vanessa: huh? What?

C. George: I said we're gonna be late for class let's go uh yeah sorry

(While walking)

C. Chandler don't forget nessa the party is tommorow at 6pm

C. Smith: we'll see you there

Vanessa: (lost in thought) yeah see you.

(At the house party)

[Song: whose house is this]

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Seriously, whose house is this?

Hear about a party

Here's the procedure

Text all your friends

Tell 'em where to meet you

So you know nobody

That's not what counts

It's someone's house

And they got no bouncer!

Tons of marijuana

And molly and the conahan

Drinking from the neck

Of the bottle, what the heck

We lit up like a torch

Smokin' on your porch

Tryin'a maintain

While the neighbors complain

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Seriously, whose house is this?

Really, this is not

Really, that's a lot

Really, is that pot?

Hey, do a shot!

Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot!

Shot! Shot! Shot! Wooh!

Oh wow, that's really strong and

Why's Aaron taking so long and

Put that down!

That's not a bong!

Spinnin' on the stereo

Of somebody I barely know

Oh hey, nessa!

Music's blarin'!

"You seen Clara G?

No!)

Senior jocks and band freaks

Throwin' all of your antiques

Drinkin' till we slur

Heck, hope you got insurance!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Seriously, whose house is this?

Nessa, look at this party

It will pass into legend

Music is cranked

Everyone's tanked

Say, "Thank you, chandler!"

Really everyone?

Hey!

Really, is this fun?

Ho!

This is how it's done!

Hey!

Nessa, down in one!

Down in one!

Nessa! Down in one! Wooh!

Turn the freakin' music up!

Turn the freakin' music up!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Whose house is this?

It was always my house!

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Seriously, whose house is this?

Hear about a party

Here's the procedure...

Whose house? Whose house?

Whose house is this?

Text all your friends

Tell 'em where to meet you

It's my house now!

So you know nobody

That's not what counts...

Whose house?

Whose house?

Whose house is this?

It's somebody's house

And they got no bouncer...

It's my house now!!

Tons of marijuana

And molly and the conahan

Whose house is this? (Mine)

Whose house is this? (Mine)

Whose house is this? (Mine)

Whose house is this? (Mine)

Drinking from the neck

Of the bottle, what the heck

We lit up up like a torch

Smokin' on your porch

Whose house is this?

It's my house now!

Vanessa: ugh... Has anyone seen George yet?

Devian: hey Vanessa you look pretty roughed up

Vanessa: Devian? Oh hey what are you doing here?

Devian: partying figured I'd take a rest from all the studying do you wanna have a drink with me or two?

Vanessa: oh no thanks, I've had enough tonight

Devian: how about a dance with me then?no?

Vanessa: sorry but no thank you. I'm sorry but I have to go (Vanessa walks off)

(Vanessa spots C.George)

Vanessa: (flustered) hey Clara, how's the party?

C.George: average

Vanessa: do you wanna maybe have a dance with me?

C.George: with you? Ugh no thanks (C.george walks off)

Vanessa: I should go home soon it's getting late.

Scene 4

INT. SCHOOL CAFETERIA - DAY

Vanessa sits alone at a table in the school cafeteria, lost in her thoughts. She takes a deep breath and begins to speak, addressing the audience.

VANESSA

You're probably wondering why I rejected him... These past few days, I've been seeing Clara in a much different light. Sure, people see her as nothing but a raging monster who picks on everyone, but I can see through her. I can see the good in her... the desire to change. The more time I've been with the Clara's the more these feelings welling up on me has been growing...wait....do I like Clara? That can't be right?...

[song: bags]

Every second counts

I don't wanna talk to you anymore, and

All these little games

You can call me by the name I gave you

Yesterday, yeah

Every minute counts

I don't wanna watch TV anymore, yeah

Can you figure me out?

Just doin' to waste more time on the couch

Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time

I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine

Can you see me using everything to hold back?

I guess this could be worse

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Pour your glass of wine

Mitchell told me I should be just fine, yeah

Cases under the bed

Spill it open, let it rush to my head

I don't wanna be forward, I don't wanna cut corners

Savor this with everything I have inside of me

I'm not the type to run, I know that we're having fun

But what's the rush? Kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed

Tell you how I felt

Sugar coated melting in your mouth

Pardon my emotions

I should probably keep it all to myself

Know you'd make fun of me

Know you'd make fun of me

Know you'd make fun of me

Know you'd make fun of me

Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time

I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine

Can you see me using everything to hold back?

I guess this could be worse

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Walkin' out the door with your bags

Vanessa: I think it's better to stay away from them for a while. I think I'll go eat with Charlotte and Olivia today

(cafeteria)

Vanessa: hey you guys do you mind if I sit with you?

Charlotte: oh hey of course!

Olivia: thought you've already forgotten about us

Vanessa: what? Of course not!

Charlotte: were just kidding

Olivia: so how was it, being with the Clara's

Vanessa: you see the thing is... I like... Clara George...

Charlotte: oh... Oh my god...

Vanessa: is it that bad?

Olivia: nonono not at all but have you told her yet?

Vanessa: no not yet but should I?

Charlotte: well if it's bothering you then you should

Vanessa: yeah... Maybe I should thanks guys.

(bell rings)

Olivia: that's the bell see you around!

(while walking to class)

C.George: why didn't you sit with us?, what's going on?

Vanessa: Clara, these past few days have opened my eyes to a different side of you. I've seen glimpses of kindness and compassion that others might not notice. And I can't help but feel something more than just friendship towards you.

C. George: Vanessa, I like you too but I'm sorry we can't be together. I have an image to uphold and me being with you will be the downfall of it

Vanessa: I understand, Clara. It's just... I thought there could be something special between us. I believe in your capacity to change and grow, but I can't force you to feel the same way.

C. George: Vanessa, it's not that I don't appreciate your belief in me. It's just that I have a long way to go, and I don't want to drag you into my mess. You deserve someone who doesn't come with so much baggage.

Vanessa: what is it that your so afraid of?

C. George : you wouldn't understand the things I went through because of a rumor

Vanessa: then make me understand.

C.George: devian spread the rumor that I was a lesbian and black mailed me into dating him...he made me the monster I am today... And I'm going to do everything to protect the image I have now I'm sorry but you're no longer welcome to sit with us.

Vanessa: I understand, Clara. If that's what you need, I won't stand in your way. Just know that if you ever change your mind or need someone to talk to, I'll be here for you.

[nomorerww]

I am Sage's mother, better known as Nana. I adopted Sage after my son died when she was still a baby. She's been through six foster homes by then, but we loved her and she blossomed into a joyful, lively girl who made music and art.

Puberty began and COVID hit, and she was treated for depression and anxiety, at times very severe. Her teachers shared any concerns with me so her treatment could be adapted.

The transparency ended in August of 2021 when Sage started high school. She started a public high school and she told me that all the girls there were bi, trans, lesbian, emo and she wanted to wear boy's clothes and be emo. Because I saw it as just a phase, it was fine with me.

But at school, she told them something different: she was now a boy named Draco with male pronouns. Sage asked the school not to tell me, and they did not tell me even though I informed them of her mental health history and medication. If I had known, this would be a much different story.

She was terribly bullied. No one told me. But boys followed her, touched her, threatened violence and rape. Something happened in the boy's bathroom but for two days, the school told me nothing. They kept meeting with Sage alone and she became so distraught they called me to pick her up.

That evening, I found a hallpass labeled 'Draco' and Sage told me she was identifying as a boy, and that her counselor said she could use the boy's bathroom. She'd been jacked up against the wall by a group of boys. She was crying, terrified. I said just stay home, we'll figure it out. That was my last conversation with Sage for five months.

The night she ran, she thought, to a young friend she'd met online, she left a note saying she was scared of what would happen if she stayed. The sheriff, FBI, search dogs were called in. I dropped to my knees in prayer. Nine days later the FBI found her in Baltimore. My baby had been lured online, sex trafficked by DC then Maryland. She was locked in a room, drugged, gang raped and brutalized by countless men. It was night. The FBI told us to pick her up in Maryland the next morning.

We packed our cars with blankets and stuffed animals and arrived by 8 am, but we were told we couldn't see her, and were summoned before Judge Robert Kershaw late that afternoon. They didn't even tell Sage that we came for her. We finally entered the courtroom and Sage appears on a huge Zoom screen from a prison cell. She looks tiny and broken, and I cry out 'I love you Sage.' Sage responds 'I love you too, Nana.' But attorney Anisa Khan rebukes us. She is a 'he' and his name is 'Draco' not Sage. We were floored.

Khan accuses us of emotional and physical abuse, that we are misgendering her, even though we just learned she claims to be trans and we're willing to use any name and pronouns to bring her home. My husband was so tearful he kept forgetting the new pronouns, so the judge had the bailiff remove him from the courtroom. I was pleading for my child to be returned and treated for her unspeakable trauma. Judge Kershaw told me, if I use the word 'trauma' again, he would throw me out too.

For over two months, he withheld custody. He housed Sage in the male quarters of a children's home. Sage told me she was the only girl and repeatedly assaulted. She was given street drugs by the other kids and Khan told her she didn't care. She just wanted to win the case and all the way to the Supreme Court if necessary. Khan tried to prove abuse, but we were eventually cleared by both states of all charges.

Sage later told me Khan had told her to lie that we hit her. Khan even had Sage's school counselors testify against u,s though they barely knew Sage and they didn't know us at all. Khan told my precious child I didn't want her anymore. I found out Sage never received any of the letters I sent her.

Sage ran from the Children's Home and disappeared for months. They told me she might already be gone forever, but I couldn't give up and I finally found a tip on her social media that led the marshals to her in Texas. She had been drugged, raped, beaten and exploited. This time I was able to be with her for the traumatic rape exam, and to bring her home.

Back in Virginia, she entered the mental health facility that Judge Kershaw had ordered, as it would affirm her as a male. The therapist began pressuring her to have her healthy breasts removed. Sage was too scared to protest, but she asked me to secretly buy her girl's clothes because she wanted to be a girl, but keep them in the car. It took a kind lawyer, Josh Hetzler to secure her discharge.

After almost a year. Sage was finally home. Safe. Alive. Sage is receiving professional trauma care the first trafficker has already been convicted. Sage has nightmares, panic attacks, rape-related medical issues, but there's hope. I tell her she's not broken she's just scarred. And part of that hope is that in courageously sharing her story, others will be saved.

Sage said she doesn't know who she was back then. She wasn't a boy, she just wanted to have friends. But her school, the judge, the attorney and the doctor were all blinded by their ideology. The consequences for Sage were unspeakable.

Please don't let ideology harm another child. Let parents do our jobs. We know our children best and we love them a million times more.

Thank you.

#rogd #transing children #ref #reposted bc religion still hasn't unblocked me

[delicourse]

some girl doodles

#deliart #anyway hello sorry for being gone for a while. ill continue to be gone a little longer #im moving currently #sharing a room with da gf #live in a fully sapphic 3 lesbo apartment bc rent is a fuck #will be getting 2 cats out of it #lesbians stay winning u know #then ill have to do some commissions bc oh man ill be needing some money lol #but also there are other project so the commissions will be limited #considering only accepting commissions of characters ive drawn before #or from series ive watched and whose characters i have a feel for #since that would require less time spent on research and getting to know the style #also i just wanna. do jojo and gk art more. please. if u wanna commission me a character from those 2 series #plese... i will put u above everyone else...bleas

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

aki and obie already super close getting my aki obie ship and julien best girl love of my life never did anything wrong in new life

luna really is just there for the one liners and contributes nothing to the show like I said and y’all jumped me she’s just background noise lol!

and Monet truly Blair daughter and Julien Serena daughter! Like the show so far its good the acting was actually better then expect and they are right audrey and aki are the worst actors on the show! Julien is so nice and good an this kid bitc* zoya just gonna backstab her

not these people jumping my man calling him freak and nasty because zoya freshman and defending my girl honor as they should glad to see the everyone loves and are on my girl side as they should she’s perfect!

why does luna mouth movie like that she’s lucky she’s pretty because what even was that she can’t act fine but her face and mouth just moving like that and saying the lines, her words and mouth aren’t in sync same problem with Audrey Aki + their voices so annoying too

so aki Audrey and Max was just there for the sex drugs part of the show they literally contributed nothing luna was there for the tall mean girl who just exists for no reason and everyone else the show was about them we love to see it literally my 3/4 favs + zoya cool

critics aren’t wrong but also the audience aren’t it’s actually true

what happened to I don’t see freshman luna just makes no sense so far she’s just tall pretty and mean nothing more at least monet is mean and pretty with purpose and GGR isnt as brutal as the OG, the drama isn’t as dramatic nor big as the OG it was so tame it wasnt even drama

Nate Archibald name drop 5 mins in and he the only one they remembered so true king forgot dan just like that and he did all that gg bs for him to be so forgettable lmao Nate stay winning

the teacher are so cool yes let’s bully these horrible kids they never came at my girl JC hard so it’s cool! love to see them bullying zoya more also y’all said y’all wanted bullying mess drama meanness now u got it why so mad not only teens can be allowed to be mean! as they should y’all wanted mess and meanness and y’all love seeing kids bullyin their teacher but now that the teachers stand up for themselves do just small fraction off what this ass8hole kids put them trough daily y’all mad its called  its supposed to be messy mean

why should they get fired them kids was doing all that and getting the teachers fired for not giving them the grade they wanted and now y’all mad the teacher are standing up for themselves! It’s #GossipGirl  its supposed to be messy overall just wrong so it’s great it’s on brand so the kids arent weird getting them fired calling them names and bullying them for existing but now that the teacher won’t take y’all think they are weirdos also arent y’all always saying I would bully slap kids on line idc they shouldnt try me if they cant handle it

the way they did nothing but be background noise and be the sex drugs part of the OG show so people wouldnt complain that it’s missing! at least max helped with some drama twice the other two did absolutely nothing but breathe

the Chuck and Chair name drop! everyone knows chair Blair and Chuck as individuals too is the most iconic thing that’s ever come out of TV history! #GossipGirl  the way it’s been 10+ years and people still remember all their scenes and words! can you say legendary! now I miss them I need them back as cameo fast please

the way I know y’all never watched the OG if u think the teachers posting some pics saying some words are bad when grown people were selling blackmailing and forcing the OG characters for sex then y’all wouldn’t speak on these bada88 teachers taking back their power

where’s monet is lesbian y’all was just saying that and the way she looked at max and obie she for sure most be bi! y’all said she was gonna say she’s lesbian in the show but she hasn’t and no official acc have said so I’ll keep headcanon her BI until it’s confirmed by an official acc cast

the teacher taking back their power so true of them sure it’s a little weird but it’s way better then adults blackmailing forcing teens into sex! y’all think kids can just keep pushing teachers over and they let it slide always without breaking them awful rich kids treated them bad an the teachers had their last straw I think they even went easy should be more brutal cruel

#gossip girl revival #gossip girl reboot #the gossip girl #gossip girl #luna la #monet de haan #obie bergmann iv #otto bagman #max wolfe #julien calloway #zoya lott #audrey hope #nate archibald #dan humphrey #blair waldorf #chuck bass #chair #kate keller

[bipedalseal]

13, 15 (any char but the hc has to be Problematic), [6, 18] (Ace Attorney & FE3H), 10 (pick a homestuck character HAHA)

... i hate you

13: any media you've been meaning to get into?

Other than the Discworld and Our Flag Means Death? Uh, What We Do In The Shadows (I saw this gif of a girl in stays there and her boobs were absolutely popping, plus that fat guy's fashion sense <3), your Hades fic, Provinciano, Encantadia, and Professor Layton.

15: Problematic sexuality hc

*suddenly forgets all hcs*

Seteth is straight.

Just kidding lmao

I mean,you know my "Edgeworth is aro" one LOL. Also ig aro Jiang Cheng, because that's a stereotype?

Not a fandom per se but from my sister's ocs,,, so Alejandro has this blond noble lady that he's paired up with. My headcanon is that they're each other's beards because Alejandro is bi (canon) and the lady is a lesbian (the hc part). Also, that her silly acrobat oc is gay AND trans AND a tumblrina (the problematic part). He literally said he was a late bloomer and has a bussy >:((( my sis denies it tho >:((( also remember all those aro headcanons ToT

6: Bro from fandom?

EASY.... not so easy.

For FE3H, Bernadetta von Varley. We have the same interests and reclusive tendencies. It'd be nice to have a fiber friend and a writer friend all in one. I could finally talk to someone who appreciates doilies like I do ToT Though she's only mentioned knitting and not crocheting and I think knitting doilies are despicable. Also her hair is purple <3

For AA, if you asked me a bunch of years ago I'd answer Edgeworth. Now though uhhhhhh I'd say Herlock Sholmes <3 This is a platonic heart ^u^ From the OG trilogy, the parrot-witness in Turnabout 1:4.

18: Brotp

FE3H--AAAAAAAAAAAA. Most of what I think of involves Bernadetta, so instead I'll go with.... fuck it, Sylvain and Bernadetta. I like how interacting with Bernadetta forces a more gentlemanly and literate side of Sylvain, instead of the misogynist playboy trash we get. Also, writer validation for Bernadetta. Yay! Horrifying! For non-canon pairings,Felix and Hilda. Hilda's lack of work ethics and values is a horrible match against Felix, who probably won't respect her for it, but he'll soon change his mind when she finds out what an absolute beast she is with an axe and some boxing gloves. It's hilarious. Imagine this girl, who does nothing but try to mooch off chores off you, suddenly does longer planks than you and beat your ass with an axe even if you're a swordsman. (For context, axewielders usually lose to swordwielders due to low hit chance on the former's part and a high evasion and attack speed on the latter's part.) I'd be fucking pissed if I was him.

AA: Susato and Kazuma. Susato should have gotten the Karuma sword smh, considering she actually knows how to use it. Or at least I think she does. But I like the idea that Naruhodo always has Kazuma's soul with him, so it's a win. Honestly, I like the three of them. Bros <3

10: headcannon about a Homestuck character

,,, utot

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#ask meme #fandom #fe:3h #aa #yeehaw #gwen #mine #vic answers