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sawyerconfort · 8 months

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the yellowjackets when you wear their shirts would include...

Hi, I promised I would come back and I just disappeared, I'm really sorry! As I mentioned before, my computer has been having huge problems, and I've tried to fix it before, but it looks like I'm going to have to format it after all.

In the meantime, I've got a laptop abandoned at home and I'm trying to write on it. Half the delay was because I was trying to adjust to the new method and the other half because I really had no idea for these requests and giving you shitty stuff would not be fair at all.

Ok, so here we go, probably for a wave of headcannons with other fandoms (AHS fans, I promise I'll answer all of your asks, don't worry!

Enjoy!

Requests will be a little closed for a while just until I get my act together! Sorry for the delay and closing!

If you can also let me know in the replies if you want more prompts and headcannons with the yellowjackets, I would appreciate it! And let me know if you want me to include Travis or\and Coach Ben on it too...

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Jackie Taylor

I don't think Jackie would make a fuzz about it. Alright, she would probably be surprised on the first day. But because she's supposedly the most popular girl in school, she's even happy that you're being influenced by her style, after all, that's what popular girls are for, right?

It will also depend a lot on your relationship. If you are friends, for example, Jackie will insist on letting you take some clothes that no longer fit her. And if you're dating, she'll make sure to tease you as much as she can until you express the reaction that pleases her the most.

"You look beautiful, (Y\N), my style really suits you, like I always said."

Shauna Shipman

Shauna wouldn't mind too much about you wearing her clothes either, but unlike Jackie, I think she'd be pretty insecure about commenting on it, kind of afraid that it would make you stop wearing it, and also, of course, due to her internal issues with herself.

But Shauna would find it incredibly adorable, though, and would give you some signs that she liked the offbeat idea, her way. This includes not-so-subtle glances while you're wearing the fabric, or some clothes, which are her favorites as well, laid out on the bed when you come to visit… Little details that let you know that Shauna isn't bothered at all therefore.

I mean, unless it's her flannels, these inseparable fucking flannels… Those no one can take, not even a significant other.

"Uh… You look cute, (Y\N), in my outfit… I like it."

Natalie Scatorccio

I don't think Natalie would mind you wearing her clothes. In fact, I think it would be a good opportunity for her to take advantage of this and tease you as much as she can. She will do anything to make you self-conscious and blush, but not in a bad way. Like, that's just her love language.

And, let's face it, Natalie is needy enough not to let her scent wash off her clothes when you take them off. On nights when she needs to sleep alone, if you're dating, she'll purposefully grab one of her pieces of clothing and smell in the scent to keep you close.

"Hey, sweetie, lookin' pretty, huh? Is this outfit mine by any chance?"

Taissa Turner

I'm a hundred percent sure that Tai would be one of those people who abominate clichés, unless she's doing it herself. So, at first, this idea of sharing clothes with her significant other is something she would find completely silly. The first time, she would just kindly tell you to stop it, in a way that doesn't hurt your feelings (I love a soft-hearted Tai, don't judge me!).

But then, as time goes on, I'm also one hundred percent sure that Tai would buy clothes in her style that exclusively fit you. It's kind of her guilty pleasure, since spoiling you is one of her most practiced love languages. And well, considering the tantrum she threw the first few times, how much you've evolved is impressive.

"Okay honey, which one do you want to wear today?"

Lottie Matthews

Okay, get ready for the biggest love bomb you've ever received in your life. Lottie would be completely adorable about your wearing her clothes, and not only would she not mind at all, she would make a point of convincing you that you are one of the lost paintings by one of the famous artists of past centuries, or something like that.

In fact, it's kind of a headcannon on my part that Lottie doesn't have her own style and that she's always looking for something that makes her belong somewhere (some clothes in her teens she wore because of her mother's influence, just because it would please her, you know? )

So, seeing you wearing the dresses that she finds extremely over the top, or the blouses that have too much detail and too little simplicity, is like one of the greatest achievements of her life, if not the greatest. I don't think Lottie ever liked that flashy style more than when you started stealing it from her.

"Wow, wow, wait a minute! Wow, (Y\N), I think you wearing this made me a hundred times more in love with you! Wear it more, babe. You can wear my clothes as much as you like."

Van Palmer

(Okay, since Liv identifies as they\them, I'm going to change the pronouns for this one, hope you don't mind!)

Van and Natalie would have the same approach when it comes to stealing their clothes. But, I think, as an honest opinion, Van would turn this more into a flirting game than anything else. They are simply obsessed (it reads turned on) when you wear something of theirs.

And of course, this opens the door for some good teasing that will inevitably end in making out. Like, how would you handle it, with Van looking you up and down and smirking with that smile you're completely drawn to every time? It's almost impossible for nothing to happen.

I'm also pretty sure that if you were dating, they wouldn't let you have only your clothes in your closet or in your bags. There would always have to be three or more pieces of them that you could use as much or as little as you wanted.

"Wow! Watch out, everyone! There's an extremely hot living being crossing the room, and look what a coincidence, they're wearing my clothes!"

Misty Quigley

Misty would probably have the best reaction ever. Then she, who was always ridiculed for her attitudes and style, having someone who was able to wear her clothes as if they were completely ordinary. Are you kidding? You'll practically make her day if you do something like that!

Obviously, she would be embarrassed and reluctant to ask you the first time why you were doing it, but Misty Quigley has two sides to the coin, and one of them being the impulsive side, I think that would be the one that would beat her to the courage. And your response of the type "because I love your style" would simply keep her up all night.

By the next morning, her entire circle of potential friends would have known about it…

"OH MY GOD! Are these… are these my clothes? Okay, now you really need to let me do your makeup, (Y\N)!"

Laura Lee

(Same thing as Liv\Van, but I don't really know if Laura Lee would use neutral pronuns... It's all because of Jane Widdop, our baby!)

Laura Lee would be pretty surprised if you showed up wearing their clothes, and honestly, I don't think there would be any malice on their part when you did. More than a possible sign that they could be more than friends to you, this would mean that you could, above all, be friends.

They would find it extremely sweet, actually, the effort and dedication you put into choosing an item of clothing that they loved, but was also comfortable for you. In short, Laura Lee would just adore you even more, if that were even possible!

"Oh! Oh! I can't believe it! You look beautiful wearing this, (Y\N). In God's eyes and mine mostly."

#lgbt #romance #oneshot #fluff #headcannons #yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #jackie taylor x reader #shauna shipman x reader #van palmer x reader #taissa turner x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #lottie matthews x reader #laura lee x reader #misty quigley x reader

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nerd-at-sea5 · 5 months

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i have a cold atm. so uh. yellowjackets when they’re sick headcanons!

jackie - will go to school if she’s coughing/sneezing a little, but the moment it gets worse than that she’s in the office asking to be taken home. does make a big deal out of it and is kinda dramatic. is aggressively helpful whenever any of her friends are sick (meds, reading articles, getting homework, telling jokes, whatever she can do to be helpful)

shauna - dislikes being sick to the point that jackie has called her mom for her to pick her up multiple times bc shauna refuses to acknowledge it. will contact teachers at 6am letting them know she’s missing school and asking for the work. hates taking care of other people when they’re sick. will sit outside jackie’s room reading to her but won’t go inside

nat - fucking hates being sick bc she feels pathetic/useless whenever she is. normally when she’s sick she goes 1-2 days ignoring it, then lottie makes her stay over and takes care of her. nat also rarely gets sick. like she’s gone years without having to stay home from school, however when she’s sick, she’s sick. is really good at taking care of people but she only does it to people she really likes (lottie, van, laura lee and akilah)

lottie - has never gotten sick in her life. likes to joke that her brain is fucked enough so her body just decided to never mess with her. is one of the most caring people when someone’s sick. she makes nat stay at her house until she’s better, she’ll bring matzah ball soup to shauna (she did accidentally give shauna salmonella once bc she fucked up making it but it’s fine), gossips with jackie, will binge movies with van, catch tai up on homework, read books to laura lee - she’s the best person to ever be sick around.

van - is a lot like nat except they don’t succumb to it after 3 days. they’ll just keep going till they physically cannot anymore. tai once forced them to stay at her house bc van threw up twice during practice and nat had to drag them to the locker room. will literally only be around tai and nat when they’re sick because they hate it so much. (they’re dysphoria skyrockets when they’re sick) nat and van once got sick together and they just watched movies for 38 hours straight until lottie showed up and made them take medicine

tai - the moment she thinks she’s even a little sick she takes medicine, contacts her teachers and coaches and then sleeps until she’s fine again. refuses to be sick for more than a day so she never is. envy’s lottie for never getting sick, will not be around any sick person aside from van. she’ll just drop off someone’s homework for them and that’s it. the only person she tolerates around her when she’s sick is her mom bc she’ll sing to tai and tai is ok with her mom taking care of her (no one else. ever)

laura lee - just burrows under blankets until she’s better, when she’s sick it almost always means throwing up sick and since she’s the oldest her parents will stay home with her (if they can’t they have the second oldest) she just gets quiet and sad and a lot of the time lottie and nat go to her house to cheer her up (it’s the only time her parents don’t judge nat). (in the case of my nb laura lee hc - i think their dysphoria also gets worse when they’re sick, bc they’re whole body hurts and they’re hyper aware of their chest)

misty - freaks out and thinks it’s WAY worse than it actually is, had taken herself to the ER for a head cold before (she was fine). normally will just hangout with her mom and listen to show tunes until she’s better

#tw sick mention #tw vomit mention #yellowjackets #jackie taylor #shauna shipman #taissa turner #van palmer #nat scatorccio #natalie scatorccio #laura lee #lottie matthews #misty quigley #taivan #lottienat #jackieshauna #lottielee #natlee #lottienatlee

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theitgirlnetwork · 6 months

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Chapter 2: She's a Sweet Girl

“Morning, Lottie.” V yawns, patting Charlotte’s ass as she slides past her to pour a cup of coffee. “You’re up early, Alan got you on the morning shift today?”

Charlotte shakes her head, checking the time and grabbing the oven mitts from the drawer. V pushes herself up onto the counter as she watches her cousin take a tray full of brownies out of the oven, cringing when the door creaks then slams shut. “Nope, I don’t work today. But I’ve got some errands I wanna run.”

“Like what?”

“Like, take some brownies to the Gallagher kids cause my introduction to them was pretty shitty. Hopefully have some left over to give Mandy so I can apologize again for going on a date with her boyfriend-”

“Absolutely not.” Veronica jumps down from the counter to grip her cousin’s shoulders. “The Gallagher kids are fine, as long as you’re not talking about Lip. And you’re not going to give apology brownies Mandy Milkovich so she can knock them out of your hands and kick your ass for fuckin’ with Lip. Which I warned you not to do, by the way. Move.”

Charlotte shuffles out of the way, so Veronica can get two plates and place two of the brownies out for them. “I thought you were just being a protective big cousin.” she pouts.

“Oh, baby girl, I was. But there’s plenty of nice guys for you to date. Just…not on the southside. Maybe wait for when me and Fi take you to the club at the end of the week. The guys out there will eat you up. And they won’t be some broke ass fuck boy who’s got at least thirty pregnancy scares under his belt with two girlfriends. For now, promise me that you won’t go to Mandy Milkovich’s house, because that bitch is crazy, and I don’t wanna have to go to jail.”

Charlotte nods quietly, popping a piece of brownie into her mouth and offering her cousin a small smile when she kisses her cheek.

At the time Charlotte had thought she’d been telling Veronica the truth. She’d been keeping up her other promise and hadn’t spoken to Lip since that night. Not that he’d been trying that hard to get her attention. It had been about a week since the night of their not date and the most he’d done when they ran into each other was stare at her and then nod in acknowledgement. To which Charlotte would whip her head in the opposite direction and ignore her irritation at the chuckle he always gives.

She wanted to give him a piece of her mind. Tell him he’s not that great and that she thinks it's crappy what he did. Mandy had looked so sad. Very angry. But still…sad. But for some stupid reason, for the like, two seconds she let her eyes lock on his intense blue ones, she felt her heart race. So, when she sees him leaving the house at the same time as her, she ducks back in so she won’t run into him. When he and his siblings are playing around outside, she stays away from the window. And for the four times a week he’d stop at her job just to sit at a table and smirk at her while having a drink, talking to all of the girls but her, she shook her head and ignored him, paying extra attention to the customers on the opposite side of the room.

But still. She thought about that kiss. A lot. As short as it was, he’d made it count. Held her close, bit her lip, controlled her jaw. Of course he’s a jerk. Nice guys don’t kiss like that.

Charlotte felt guilty.

And that’s how she ended up in the Gallagher’s living room with Debbie, carrying their share of the brownies and looking over her shoulder nervously. “Are you sure your brother’s not here?”

“No, Lip left an hour ago. Probably won’t be back until tonight.” The redhead shrugs, shoving a couple brownies into her backpack. She looks at Charlotte, tilting her head. “Are you sleeping with Lip?”

“What? No.” Charlotte gasps at the little girl.

“Oh. But you want to?”

“No, Debbie-”

“I think he thinks you’re pretty.” the little girl continues. “The other day, he was supposed to be helping me put up the Christmas decorations, and you left your window open. Do you see any Christmas decorations up?”

Charlotte feels her cheeks heat, offering the little girl a small smile. “Honey, that doesn’t mean anything, he might’ve just gotten busy.”

“Lip never offers to help put up decorations. Ian always does it with me.”

The older girl tries to shake off any flattery she feels and runs a hand through her hair. “Well, maybe he’s feeling in the spirit this year. But, hey, Debbie, do you happen to know where Mandy lives? This other batch of brownies is for her.”

“What?” Debbie’s eyes widen. “You can’t go there. Mandy’s gonna kill you. Then you can’t teach me how to make these brownies.” she whines.

“She’s not gonna kill me, Debbie. At the end of the day, Mandy is a woman, I’m a woman, and we girls have a code.”

��A code?”

“Yeah,” Charlotte smiles, tightening her jacket. “Girl code has rules about things like this, and guys like your brother. He’s Mandy’s and I respect that. And she’ll respect me for respecting that. And issues of loyalty should be taken up with Phillip.”

“Phillip?” Debbie shakes her head, putting on her jacket. “Right. Well, she lives on South Trumble Ave. good luck, I hope she doesn’t kill you, I think you’re nice.”

Charlotte doesn’t know what she was expecting the house to look like. The gate didn’t look that different from the one at the Gallagher’s. But there was broken glass, abandoned beer cans and glass scattered in the front lawn. She stepped over everything she passed as she went up the walkway, knocking on the door.

“Who the fuck is it?!” A deep voice calls from inside.

Charlotte jumps, slightly, taking a deep breath before calling back, “Um…I’m Charlotte. Charlotte Fisher.”

“You a cop?” the voice growls.

“No…?”

The door clicks open, and an older man with a dirty wife beater and boxers opens it, beer in hand. “You here for one of my boys? Mickey?”

“Uh-”

“You pregnant?”

She gasps, looking down at her stomach before back at the man. “No! I’m…I’m here to see Mandy.”

“Hm. Fine.” He grunts, unlocking the screen door before retreating back into the house. Charlotte assumes she’s granted permission to enter, and wanders inside. “Mandy, you’ve got company, I’m headed out!”

“I’m fuckin’ coming!” Mandy calls from somewhere else in the house.

Charlotte scoots out of the way as the older man shoves past her out of the house, slamming the door behind him. Straightening, she grips the brownie tray firmly, awaiting Mandy’s entrance.

“Hey, I didn’t think you were gonna come by today-” Mandy smirks as she emerges from her room, her smile falling as soon as she sees Charlotte. “Gotta be fuckin’ kidding me. What the hell are you doing here bitch?”

“Oh-kay, you’re still upset, you have every right to be, but don’t you think the person you should be mad at is Phillip?”

“Phillip?” the girl hisses.

“What is Lip here?” another voice calls. Ian stumbles out of another room, another guy, pale with dark hair following behind him. “Oh, Charlotte, no.”

“Charlotte, huh?” the pale guy asks, lighting a cigarette. “I don’t know Mandy, she doesn’t look like a boyfriend stealin’ skank bitch. She brought brownies.”

Charlotte’s brows furrow. “Are you telling people that?”

“It’s what you are.” Mandy crosses her arms. Ian quietly stands between the two girls, whispering under his breath to a very agitated Mandy. The pale guy steps around to grab a brownie, taking a sniff before biting it.

“S’good. You look a little clean for that prick, Lip. You rebellin’ or something?”

Charlotte shifts on her feet, holding out her hand for him to shake, “Um, no, I’m Charlotte Fisher by the way. And I’m not a boyfriend stealing-”

“Skank bitch.” the guy finishes, clasping her hand and shaking it roughly.

“And I don’t…don’t want anything to do with Phillip Gallagher.”

“You better not, bitch.” Mandy calls over Ian’s shoulder before whipping around and stalking back into the room, slamming the door behind her.

“Yeah, I don’t love the name calling, but tell her these brownies are for her…?”

“Mickey.”

“Okay. Mickey, nice to meet you. Have as much as you like.” Charlotte zips her jacket and starts heading out of the door.

Mickey nudges Ian and murmurs quietly, “Your brother really fucking that?”

Ian smiles, pressing a kiss into Mickey’s cheek as he pulls on his own jacket to follow the girl out. “Not yet, why, you want a crack at it?”

“Nah, too sweet for me, give me a toothache. I like my bitches tough like you, Army.”

“Yeah okay, I’ll be back later.”

“Charlotte! Charlotte, hey!” Ian calls, chasing the girl up the street. He catches up pretty easily, she’s short and clearly wanders like she doesn’t know where she’s going, leaving her primed for any of the sick fucks out here. V and Fiona would kill him if he let her walk around in this skimpy skirt looking doe eyed and lost. “What’re you up to? Headed home?”

“Oh, hi Ian! I don’t know, guess I’m trying to find somewhere to hang out. V’s busy filming and I really don’t wanna spend the afternoon oiling her down and have weird guys on the internet ask me to bend over for an extra fifty. I don’t work today, and I’m bored. Guess I was kinda hopin’ if I apologized to Mandy again she’d forgive me and wanna be friends.”

“Oh, uh,” Ian sucks in air between his teeth. He feels bad for the girl, her big brown wide eyes screamed innocence, and girl power and whatever the fuck else bullshit that Fiona tries to teach Debbie. And Mandy is his best friend, and Charlotte had read her right, if it had been anyone else, anyone but Lip, Mandy would’ve taken the girl under her wing. Mandy liked sweet things. But she loves Lip. “We could hang out, if you wanted. Watch a movie or something?”

“Phillip won’t be home?”

“No, no he won’t.”

“Is this the only type of movie you have?” Charlotte squeaks with her face tucked into Ian’s shoulder.

“Pretty much, bad part’s almost over, but you’re missin’ most of it.” the redhead chuckles, watching as the murderous man in the creepy mask chases his victim through an alleyway.

“Next time, I’ll bring you somethin’ else. Jesus, Debbie, Carl and Liam watch this?” She huffs, gripping at his shirt. Liam just snorts, mumbling to her it’s safe to look and cackling loudly when she realized he was lying when she saw guts and blood spattered on the pavement. “Okay. That’s it.” Charlotte snatches the remote and pauses the movie. “Let’s talk.”

“About what?”

“Um,” the girl smiles, pushing her hair over her shoulder. “Your boyfriend’s cute. Mickey.”

Ian’s eyes widen as he whips his head to the door of his room, making sure nobody comes in. “H-how’d you know that he was…”

“The way you look at him. The way he looks at you. All of the above.” she chirps, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

“What like we wanna fuck each other? It’s obvious?” he chuckles.

Charlotte smiles at him, letting her head rest back on the wall. “A little. But I was talking about how you really look at each other. Like, I can tell you guys really have something good.”

“Yeah?” Ian grins back, chuckling quietly when she nods, poking his side. “What about you? You have somethin’ good going on? Don’t tell me my shithead brother was your first kiss or somethin’.”

“No,” she hums, pulling her phone out and scrolling through a bunch a pictures, mostly of her and V to find a picture of her and some guy. “My ex boyfriend, Tyler. Broke up a while ago, but we’re still friends. Nice guy.”

“Oh, yeah? Why’d you break up?”

“His parents wanted him to go away to school, learn the business and stuff, thought I was a distraction. He wanted to get a job and get married.” Charlotte toys with the fabric at the bottom of her shirt. “I agreed with his parents.”

Ian nods quietly, “Nice of you to think of his future.”

“Good thing I did too. He found out that he was gay. And now we’re best friends, we talk every day.” she smiles down at the picture on her phone before shoving it back into her pocket.

“Oh, well, is your best friend gonna be worried about me takin’ his spot or somethin’?” he teases, nudging her.

“He’s not the jealous type. Why do you wanna be my friend, Ian Gallagher?” Charlotte cheeses, leaning over him with bright eyes, giggling when he offers her a bright smile back.

“Yeah. Why not?”

“Why not?”

“Why not what?” Both Ian and Charlotte’s eyes both shoot over to the doorway where Lip stands, tossing a bag on the floor crossing his arms. “Barkin’ up the wrong tree, sweetheart.”

Charlotte huffs, sitting back on the bed and looking away from Lip, placing a hair tie in her mouth and gathering her hair up to make a ponytail.

“I came up here to let you know the kids are home. It’s your night to figure out dinner.” Lip continues as Charlotte hops up, hair bouncing in his face as she scoots past him without so much as a glance. “Where’re you goin’?”

He’s met with silence and sends Ian a look. Ian sighs, rolling his eyes before calling out, “Hey, Lottie, where are you headed?”

“Downstairs, promised Debbie I’d teach her how to bake brownies.” her sweet voice carries into the room. Lip scoffs and smooths a hand down his face.

“Lottie? What the fuck?”

“What?” Ian shrugs, tugging on his shoes, ignoring his brother’s glare. “She knows I’m gay.”

“And what? So you guys are just friends now?”

“Yeah pretty much.” the redhead shrugs again.

“Um, yeah, you get what she’s trying to do here, don’t you?” Lip shakes his head, snagging a cigarette from behind his ear and lighting it. “Hanging out here all day, baking brownies with Debbie. She’s trying to get my attention.”

“Well, it’s worked hasn’t it? You make us sleep with the blinds open so you can make sure she gets in every night after work. Go to her job almost every time she works-”

“Fuck you, what’re you her brother now?” Lip sniffs, leaning against the desk. “She ask about me?”

“Just to make sure you weren’t home.” Ian sighs, putting on his jacket. “Why don’t you let this one go, alright? Mandy’s still pissed and she’s actually sweet. Just uh, get your dick wet with someone else, alright? I’m askin’.”

“Jesus, I’m not doin’ anything. I’m not trying to touch your fuckin’ pillar of purity, alright. If she’s gonna be around I just wanna be cool.”

“Yeah, okay.” the younger brother scoffs, brushing past his brother and out of the door. Lip follows his brother down the steps and then swings into the kitchen where Debbie is standing at a mixing bowl with Charlotte next to her.

“If you beat it too much it’ll get all gross and soupy, we want it to be thick-” brown eyes lock on blue before going back to the task in front of her. “And cake-y. Then we can put it in the oven. You’re doing really great, Debbie.”

“Thanks, Lottie.” Debbie smiles, scraping the spoon on the side of the bowl.

“That looks good, Deb, can’t wait to try it.” Lip says, leaning on the opposite side of the counter, eyeing the girl refusing to look at him. He let his gaze trace her features, big bright eyes, covered with long curled, dark lashes. Smooth cheeks with deep dimples, shining smile with plump, glossed lips.

“Thanks, I hope they taste like Charlotte’s.”

Lip runs a hand through his hair as his chest tightens watching the older girl sweep some of the chocolate from his sister’s cheek, looking even more intently as she presses her thumb between her lips, sucking the chocolate off. “Yeah, um, Debs, why don’t you go do your homework?”

“But I’m making brownies with Charlotte!” the girl whines, stomping her foot.

“Debbie-”

“It’s okay, Debbie, I’ll finish up and if Fiona says it’s okay, I’ll bring over one of my favorite movies and we can eat some together, alright?”

Debbie brightens at the promise immediately, quickly hugging the girl before running past to go do her work, not forgetting to flip off her brother as she goes.

“Nice, Debs.” Lip nods slowly. He turns back to Charlotte who’s dumping the brownie batter into the tray. “Hangin’ out with my family now?”

He’s met with silence for a moment, and he resigns to himself that maybe she’s serious about ignoring everyone but him. “They’re nice…and mine is busy.” Lip’s eyes widen as her voice rings out in the kitchen, her eyes still refusing to meet his as she scrapes the bowl. “You apologize to Mandy yet?”

“Yeah, if givin’ her some good head is an apology.” he jokes, sweeping some chocolate out of the bowl and popping his finger into his mouth. He’d expected her to cringe at his crass joke, wrinkle her nose or something. But she just tilts her head, resting her elbows on the counter and looking him in the eyes.

“Does she? That’s what matters.”

“Shit. That really bothered you.”

Charlotte’s look does not falter, her lips pursed. “I don’t like being part of hurting people. And I don’t like being tricked. I wanted to be friends.”

Lip takes in the girl’s face. Her pretty features are set sternly. A little line has formed between her brows. It looked like that night. “You’re not a nice guy, Phillip Gallagher.” Lip didn’t like that look. He liked the bright eyes and dimpled smile she’d given him before she’d found out about Mandy. He liked having her eyes on him.

He pushes off of the counter and makes his way around the island, backing her against the counter. He’s close, trapping her with one of his hands on each side of her, careful not to touch her. “Yeah? You wanted to be my friend?” he murmurs lowly.

“Yeah.” she speaks back softly, still not backing down, brows still furrowed.

“You don’t wanna be my friend anymore, cutie?” he asks, leaning down, pushing so close his nose is almost touching hers.

“No.” she whispers. “Not like this. Real friends. Friends, Phillip. M’not gonna help you cheat on your girlfriend. But…I liked hanging out with you. I wanna do it with Mandy’s permission.”

Lip doesn’t know what the fuck is wrong with him. Any other girl and he’d say fuck off. He’d say it wasn’t worth all of this hassle and he doesn’t care if their friends, strangers, fucking, whatever. But something in his stupid brain said he wanted to keep Charlotte around. He’d chalked it up to thinking with his dick over the last few days. He’d figured the princess had flounced her little ass under his skin and he just hadn’t gotten to fuck her out of his system. He kept thinking about her, Ian was right. Shits been on loop. The kiss. Her in that uniform. Her smile. Her eyes. Fuck. When he went back to apology fuck Mandy he’d kept his eyes shut tightly, hoping that he could imagine that it was her pinned to the bed under him but all that caused was for him to cum faster. Maybe, he needed to take her as she was willing to give…and wear her down. “You gonna stop ignorin’ me?”

“Are you gonna ask your girlfriend for permission?” She asks, planting her hands on his chest and pushing him back, huffing when he doesn’t move, only leaning more weight on her hand. “Yes?”

“Fuckin’ fine. You’re lucky you're so damn cute.” Lip rolls his eyes, grabbing the girl’s chin, tugging her closer and pressing his lips to her cheek, giving it a longer than necessary kiss and sighing when she squirms away. “What friends don’t kiss now?”

“Not until friends let their girlfriends know that they are friends.” Charlotte shrugs, beaming at him.

“What?”

The timer goes off for the brownies, filling the kitchen and the space she’s put between them. “Great, they're done. Debbie!”

#lip gallagher #ian gallagher #fiona gallagher #kevin ball #veronica fisher #lip gallagher x oc #lip gallagher x reader #shameless #debbie gallagher #mickey milkovich #ian x mickey #phillip gallagher

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charlie

« mispronounce my surname one more time and my dad will go all 'rude french asshole' on you »

Name: Charline Lilian Magne

Nicknames: Hun (by Maggie), Baby (by Maggie), Duckling (by Lucas), Cha-Cha [Real Smooth] (by Antonio), Charlie (by everyone)

Height: 180cm (5'11)

Age: 22

Birthday: September 10 19XX

From: Moraga, California

Nationality: French-American

Languages: English, French (which she can understand perfectly fine but is terrible at speaking, much to her father's dismay)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Partner: Maggie (fiancée)

Famous For: Being the daughter of Lucas Magne and founding Heaven In Hell, a rehabilitation program for young convicts

Plays: Princess Charlotte Morningstar

Trivia:

she thought 'charlotte' sounded too formal for the personality of her character, so she asked blitzø if they could change it to 'lottie'. blitzø didn't like 'lottie', so they ended up on 'charlie'. it wasn't supposed to be a reference to charlie herself, but it worked out as a nice homage to the actress playing the character

she thinks her own name is too fancy-sounding which is why she goes for her nickname 'charlie' more than 'charline'. she also enjoys it being a more masc name

she rambles a lot. she has a tendency of getting too excited and rambling out her lines during takes, but it somehow works quite well for her character, so when that happens they tend to go with that take

her mother isn't in her life which she's happy about. she never got along well with her mother. she considered changing her middle name because of it being her mother's name, but her father changed her mind about it last minute

she only realised her bisexuality when she met her fiancée. before that, she hadn't even realised her thoughts about women were attraction because she hadn't a lot of friends to compare her thoughts to before that due to other parents not wanting their children around a 'famous person's kid'

she has a matching tattoo with maggie. it's on the inside of her ring finger. she has a sun because maggie often calls her 'sunshine' or 'sunshine personified'

she has a second home in aix-un-provence in the south of france where she and maggie spend the summer months

she and maggie are childhood sweethearts. they met in school and have been together for 7 years and engaged for 3. the only reason they aren't married yet is because the rehab facility had taken off and neither of them could find time to take off and just enjoy themselves.

they're getting married this year after filming finishes up. the whole crew is invited, with naomi being charlie's "best woman" and velvette being the hair and makeup stylist

she wants to get married on a beach on the coast of italy because italy is where maggie confessed her love to her. both of them were attached at the hip as teens and managed to convince maggie's parents to let her go on vacation with charlie and her father

her favourite animal is a swan because her father always read the ugly duckling to her when she was growing up. in turn, swans uncharacteristically tend to be pretty neutral towards her (unusual for those evil things)

she has always wanted a pet goat because she thinks they're goofy. if it wasn't for travelling in the summer months, she would've had 20 pygmy goats by now.

she's a big believer in fate, that everything happens as it's supposed to, and soulmates, all beliefs that she shares with alastor and naomi, with the three of them being relatively spiritual people

she had an interest in secularist wiccanism but decided she didn't want to limit herself to one label.

she tends to take in seemingly-damaged people like stray animals. that's how she found alastor, who introduced her to everyone else. she found this random guy having a panic attack in the middle of starbucks because he forgot his partner's order and she decided she was going to help him ("maggie, can we please keep him?" "we cannot keep him, hun, he's not a pet.... fine, we can keep him, just stop looking at me like that")

she has a habit of rescuing injured animals too. many a pigeon has been taken to sanctuaries by her hand. kittens saved and sent to rescues, even a litter of puppies once

she convinced oxley to get a service dog and even helped him to about the process of doing so.

she soon came to see alastor and antonio as her second set of parents which they find absolutely hilarious ("i wouldn' say tha' we're good parental figures, my dear" "aw but we'll be the cool parents! tha ones that take ya drinking when yer seventeen and let ya throw parties in our house when yer pops is away")

blitzø's sister was once a resident of the rehab facility she founded. this is how she found out about blitzø's passion project, the hazbin hotel

she gets attached to things, people and ideas too easily. she immediately throws herself 110% into everything which is what makes her such a good lead role for the show

she loves musicals and theatre. alastor often takes her with him to see shows because no one else seems to like them other than oxley

she is professionally trained in opera and has been playing piano since she was 4. she can also play the violin relatively well but she prefers the sound of piano

she can also, to the surprise of the others, metal scream well due to her opera background. her favourite music happens to be metal which valentino finds absolutely hilarious

she's the only one who can somewhat control alastor and oxley's antics (together or otherwise). she's the only one they listen to, apart from their partners, but their partners find the chaos much too entertaining so it's often left to her to sort them out like misbehaving children

she is terrifying when angry. even blitzø finds it's not worth messing with her. she's not easy to anger but once she is angry there's no coming back from it. antonio often jokes "it's because she's french. the french are fuckin' scary. no offence lucas."

she dropped out of college for a psychology degree when she realised college wasn't for her

she was homeschooled until she was 12 (when her mother left). she was homeschooled because her mother had wanted her out of the public eye but both herself and her father wanted her in public school to be a normal child

she has an old duck plushie from when she was born that she keeps on a shelf in her's and maggie's bedroom. they plan to give it to their child one day

#charlie magne #charlie morningstar #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel actors au #actor info #chaggie

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Meet more of the family, Miss Stark & The Youngest Barnes | Marvel OC

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Liv Stark ⌚️

Full name: Olivia Charlotte Stark-Vega

Nicknames: Liv, Vi, Lottie, Lola, Clary, Char, Charlie, Miss Vega, Snark Central

Age range: 5-18

Height: 5’1

Relationship status: Single

Background: American with Peruvian, Polish and Italian descent

Father: Anthony Stark

Godmother: Elizabeth Stark

Godfather: Jason Underwood

Brother & Sister: Rei and Morgan Stark

Step-mom: Pepper Potts

Uncles: James Rhodes, Happy Hogan & rest of The Avengers

Abilities: A bit of geek and hacker due to her love of technology, basic hand to hand combat since she enjoys boxing and her witty personality. She’s young so she hasn’t gotten plenty of skills yet.

Personality: Liv has a smart touch, gentle soul, sweet, charming and easy going. She is a bit of a bitchy girl and stubborn about everything she does. If she wants to do something, she will probably sneak out to get it done. She got a some of anxiety and a nervous twitch (which would grow over the years since Liv is afraid of being alone and in the dark about a lot of things), this creeping fear and sadness that will take over her if not careful.

- However Liv is very accident prone, she’s always getting hurt one way or another, giving everyone an heart attack since the age of 9 since she’s always been a active little girl. So in result she give Tony and something for Rei to roll his eyes about.

- From an young age, she has always been into tech, jewelry and over all. Wanting to build and grow a her own little things, she was a Stark it’s a given! She watched a lot of movies so she got creative with her ideas.

- Random fun fact, one of her favorite movies is 10 Things I Hate About You, just because she likes Kat Stratford’s aesthetic and attitude. But it’s many Action Movies and Rom-Coms that she will watch with Pepper, that she enjoyed. It’s where she gets her inspiration for things.

- She adored the idea staying in the lab, tinkering and cleaning up the inventions that were made. She practically lived in there, staying home to help and learn. It caused never want to leave that house in general, having a bit of mouth on her after hearing the adults always speak their minds (so don’t be surprised this girl start rambling and throws out whatever bullshit that appears in her thoughts), but it allowed her to be a safe within those four walls.

- It didn’t take long for her to start filling up a notebook with designs on how to incorporate technology into fine jewelry (aka The Stark Watch, necklaces to tracking and security measures, bracelets to be use for defense purposes and rings can be transformed into gauntlet).

- She’s always been bit of business women! Wanting to create products to help people, keeping an eye on things from behind the scenes, represent and model for Stark industries and such.

- But she was still so young, so her parents and siblings didn’t want her to grow up so soon in the spotlight of it. She’s a kid! And she understood that, it bothered her but she understood why. So she stays hoping her time could come where she can help out the group.

—> Because little did she know that theses little gadgets and gizmos that would be incorporated into the ideas her father and older brother would use as fashion purposes in the future with their own suits. Aka they’re Iron Man suits!

—> I know you may be wondering about her family life, well Liv raised well per say. She had to move around a lot as a child, especially since Tony never wanted the public attention to be on her just yet and her mother wasn’t sure that she would taken care of. It took convincing from Pepper and Jason to let her stay home with them, so everything was fine after that.

Her relationship with her father was an nice one. When it comes to parenting his kids, Tony was a rather dramatic, embarrassingly loud at times, a little cocky and stubborn parent per day, so it’s a bit difficult to get him to calm down and talk softly with him. Tony cares a lot about his children, having Rei and Liv to take care of but he was always busy with the company having to arrive home late, events he had to attend and ending up being tired.

Other than that, he tried to make time for his son and daughter, bringing them to the lab and everywhere he could. Even if he got in trouble afterwards. Tony always tries to inspire his daughter to do what she loves and experience things, be caring, make sure she was alright too and etc. But they make it work!

Ohh, did I forget to mention how annoying and protective Tony can be as a parent? He will take everything very seriously or not serious at all, acting out if something goes wrong and he tends to be questioning his motives. Even blaming himself if something bad were to happen to his family. Tell Tony Stark you have a crush? He sends JARVIS to keep an eye on you. Ask Tony for something like a new backpack for school? He buys you something else.

In his defense, he does everything with so much love (even if he doesn’t always portray it in the best way).

Her relationship with Rei however—you wouldn’t think it but rather wholesome, since she’s the little sister he never exactly wanted. They were completely opposite to one another, he’s grumpy and she’s easygoing, he rather work alone in silence and she rather work with music blasting and etc. But as much as Rei may be annoyed and want to throw his little sister out of the house, deep down he cares about her, even though he didn’t show it to her very often and he’s very protective of her ever since he was a child.

Rei and their father, always trying to keep Liv out of harms way and safe at home. Even if they tend to fail at times.

Since Tony was always busy, Rei tends to be one to look out for Liv and keep her in check, being her personal bodyguard for everything she does. If it was up to him, Rei would wrap his baby sister in bubble wrap and not let her leave the house!!

When they were kids (and even now) Liv would follow Rei wherever he went and wanting to copy him, be like her big brother because he always around the corner with something snarky to say to her and a huge potty mouth (it resulted in her having a huge attitude as well). She will always be the one to encourage Rei’s designs for suits and talk to dad about something.

He talks and she will absolutely love to listen to him (even if 85% of the time she has no idea what he’s talking, cause he’s smarter than her at a lot of things.)

Sometimes you will find Liv in a moody way shutting everyone out of her room and just curled up in a ball, similar to brother and to be honest, it concerns Rei a bit when it happens. But he would probably try to snap her out of it, even not he will let her be in her moody moments. He knows how it is

At the end of the day, no matter how different they were with one another and the paths they choose, they cared in their own way. Even if when they’re public, they act like they don’t know one another.

—> As for her relationship with the Avengers and Young Avengers! Ooof let’s stick to first impressions, shall we?

She met all of them when she just a child, joining Rei and Tony on a simple basis day with the group. She first started watching her father talking with Bruce Banner, and she took a liking to him very much seeing how nice, gentle and reserved he can be. But there an edge to him, that she found to be cool.

As for when she met Rick, it was when him and Rei were chatting. Her first impression of him, to her the young man is that he looked like a old school Disney Channel Star with a nice smile and warmth, with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

So when she saw Bruce, Rick, Rei and Tony all work together in their own separate labs blasting music so loudly..the only thing Vi said, “Oh no, there’s 4 of them!”

When she met Natasha, she just cool and rather chill per say acting like the nonsense agent with a soft side. Romanoff’s daughter on the other hand, she was just curious about her and Vi liked that.

Same thing goes for Clint and his daughter, they were just cool people. She was always amazed with the skills they had, and a part of her always knew that Clint Barton was a family man. And she was right, when they appeared at the Barton’s Barn years later.

Meira and Luna were just so relaxed, gentle and sweet girls. She adored how they acted with their teammates and siblings, especially Meira since she was a little sister just like her. Sweet and snarky.

Ethan was just super chill and suspicious of everything, Rei didn’t like him and carried Vi alway from from very quickly. Cole was just so mischievous, snarky smile and tossing jokes every day, making Vi laugh or snort. But a part of her respected him greatly, cause she heard he was VERY powerful.

Liane, well she didn’t like her right away. She annoyed Olivia very quickly and she sent painful glared toward the girl who tried to make friends with her. After a while she softened toward Ms Felton, but it took a long time cause she saw Rei didn’t like her either.

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Daphnia Barnes-Wilson 🪫

Full name: Daphnia Ramona Wilson-Barnes

Nicknames: Daphne, Nia, Daph, DD, Sparky, Daffy, Fifi, Birdie,

Other name while on the run: Davina, Robin

Age range: 7–20

Height: 5’7

Relationship status: Single

Parents: Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson

Background: American with Mexican and Chilean Origin

Aunt: Sarah Wilson

Uncle: Steve Rogers

Sister: Laurie Wilson

Brother: Benjamin Barnes

Abilities: Marksmanship and Acrobatics, having took some gymnastics classes. She’s also a bit of a fast learner so she’s fluent in English, Spanish, Russian, Portuguese and some French.

Personality: Gentle, a little broken due to being let down a lot in life, warm-hearted, clumsy, a bit shy and humorous at times. But if she’s anything like her fathers, she’s stubborn enough, a little self-sacrificing, and willingly to help no matter what.

- Sam and Bucky have been together for a while now, since their chemistry was a challenging one it always hard to settle down and figure out what they want. However a house, family and future for their kids was always one of them.

- They already had Laurie and Benjamin, so they thought two kids was enough as it is. But things took a small turn when they stumble at a orphanage in Brazil for a mission and met this no named little girl who gave both of them the most honest smile.

- Sam has always been one to have a big heart, so wanting a big family was always part of that. So his heart spoke before his words ever could, wanting to adopt her. Bucky Barnes on the other hand was a little hesitant—well more like worried—about the whole thing, he always wanted a little piece of normalcy and he got it with Sam and their kids. But adding a 3rd? That was a lot of responsibility, but he caved as soon as he hung out with the girl.

- To be honest, they saw a bit of themselves in her. So she was adopted when she less than 10 years old and brought into a family of oddly comforting heroes. They named gave her a name and did everything they could to make her feel comfortable. Welcomed.

—> So Davina (or Daphne) as they called her grow up with her parents and siblings. As loved as she was, she always felt alone and feared that it will all be taken away from her. Especially with the fact that her parents were heroes themselves, there was always a chance that they can end up hurt or worse, if not careful.

- But Bucky always made sure to tell her and every single one of his children, “Don’t worry, I’ll always come back home to you guys, no matter how long it takes.” And Sam would tell them, “You’re our kids, we will always love you and be there to tuck you in bed whenever we can.”

- Sometimes they would be gone for 2-3 days, maybe a week or a whole month leaving the kids in care of family and friends. Laurie was the oldest of the siblings, so they could handle themselves very well and or sneak off to join the fight ending with them in trouble. Benjamin being the second oldest, so he rather stay behind during the fight and stay with his sisters and friends.

- Speaking of fights and travel, when if plenty say battle isn’t place for children. Sometimes Sam and Bucky had no choice but to bring there kids with them to places like Wakanda, Stark Tower, France and or let’s say Germany for instance. Even though it was a hassle to bring children along for the ride, it was an interesting learning experience and a way to test out their kids

- And to be honest, Daph and her siblings enjoy it a little too much. Cracking jokes, running around, exploring different places and meeting interesting people, and creating new ideas among one another. It was a field trip for them sometimes.

-> And if your wondering, yes Daphnia is team #HateJohnWalker! When she found out, she was ready to take her baseball bat and wack his head with it, demanding the Shield back with a glare. Bucky couldn’t be more prouder of her in that moment laughing, meanwhile Sam rolled his eyes unable to believe what he heard.

- Random fun fact, she played baseball before she was ever adopted and had really good aim, depending on where she was hitting. It was a trait her siblings carried on as well, especially Benjamin even if he was more reserved one, he had a great aim.

- She always loved any sport that involves movement and play, soccer being one of them (since she lived in Brazil for a while). She liked to think she was rather talented when it came to that, even if she was a problem when it came to being around other kids, having a small temper and glaring at other people. Mainly, it was her insecurity that she hid underneath her own glares.

- Matter a fact all the kids were talented in their own way ever since they were younger. Daphne when she was very little, believed at the time that she didn’t have any good talents and wasn’t as smart enough as it is. Until Sam took her out to the shopping and noticed that she stopped in front of small gymnastics building with wide eyes, softly grinning at the sight. She pleaded for him to let her walk in and see the girls, he nodded letting her watch. As she did, Daph realized she wanted to join in on the fun and dance as well. Sam couldn’t stop himself and called Bucky for his opinion on it.

- She started her classes soon enough and enjoyed it for the most part, her body was rather sore after some classes. So she wasn’t too happy about that part. When Bucky told Nat about it, the Russian spy came in shocked and said, “If she wanted to learn some acrobatics, why didn’t you come to me or Lydia? Barton would’ve showed her!”

- Bucky just rolled his eyes and replied, “Cause she wanted that to be her own thing. And it doesn’t hurt to have some normalcy around her, Romanoff. I think it’s a good thing..” And Bucky was right about that, since he loved seeing his husband and children happy, enjoying themselves and having a break from the hero world. Hell, he goes to every talent show, buys items needed and participates in whatever is needed. Even if he’s not too happy about it at first.

- Of course as much as acrobatics were her own thing and all she ever wanted to do, so she can have that skill set. That didn’t stop the idea of having good marksmanship in her left corner, she was already good with a baseball bat and Bucky was more than happy to show the basics of how to hold/use a gun to his kids. Sam wasn’t too pleased about that idea though saying, “They’re too young!”

- And to be honest, Daph was pretty good with a gun. Swinging it swiftly and tossing the gun in her hands, holding it up to her target (which was an old target board hanging outside nearby the trees). However that didn’t mean she didn’t play around with the gun at first, holding in her hands and pretending to be a spy. “Barnes, but you can call Agent Daphnia Wilson, at your service.” She said with a giggle, humoring herself.

- Daph was always a little silly, cocky and daring. Not thinking first and asking questions later kinda gal—oops! So it lead her to getting in trouble sometimes, breaking certain curfews if she out at the movies with a friend (like with one of the young avengers), being a little lazy about things and running away from her problems like a champ. But by the end of the day, she was good girl.

-> Speaking of Young Avengers and Older Avengers. You’re probably wondering who’s her favorites are and first impression were of the teams huh? Well, here are your answers.

Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff were a given to being liked by her, due to her parents being friends with them. I mean come on, they are basically Captain America, The Black Widow and the rest of Cap’s Quarter.

Moving down the list Thor was always a silly man to her, hearing stories how he speaks in old English and is very noble when it comes to the things that he does. According to the stories from Sam, he was a rather loud fella with a good heart.

Clint Barton, she took a liking too finding his simple ways of life and honest charm to be a nice thing to see. Plus Clint has a similar murder stare to Bucky, so it was funny to see their resting faces when they’re in the same room together.

The man, the myth, the legend himself (or that’s at least what people like to say) Tony Stark was always one of a kind. She was very nervous to meet all of The Avengers, one of them being Stark having seen how the persona he displayed on TV screens and the stories. But in reality, Tony was just a genius goof with snarky humor, so it lighten up her mood.

It was like Bruce Banner sensed her nervousness from a mile away since she appeared in The Tower. He noticed the child behind Sam Wilson holding her jacket, leaned down to her level to kindly introduce himself to the girl and watching parents reactions. Soon enough, with Bucky leaning against the wall with a nod of encouragement, Daph started talking to Bruce with such softness and gentleness.

As for the rest of them, she met them some time later. The Young Avengers. She met the Stark siblings, Rei wasn’t in the lightest mood having no like the idea of meeting Barnes or Wilson’s kids but Olivia gave her a warm welcome and waved at her before rushing off to meet her friends at the mall.

Natasha Romanoff’s daughter Rochelle was kind enough to show her and her siblings around, chatting with them knowing it felt to be the new kids. Daph liked her reddish hair and kind smile.

Liane was something else, having been on a rambling mess when she met Daph and trying to figure out what to do with her plans. Laurie laughed as her sister snicker at the blonde, meanwhile Benji just rolled his eyes confused wanting to get away from there.

Meira was and will always be a delight to meet, since Daphnia met her that same week in The Tower’s kitchen and taste testing her new batch of cookies. They were delicious.

Speaking of food, when Daphnia met Rick she got the same warmth and kindness she remembered from being Bruce. But this time it involved snacks and jokes around his week at The Tower, she was all ears listening to him as they entered the kitchen to find some chicken nuggets.

Cole and Luna, it was more magic and fun spells when she came to see them. The two were casting some spills, when she got caught in one of them being turned into a little mouse by accident. Cole laughed as Luna worried, but they turned her back to normal soon enough.

Ethan was the 3rd sibling she met, and she thanked all the Stars and Stripes that it was a simple meeting. He was watching a movie, being Monsters Inc. when she met him the guy joining The Young Avengers for a movie night.

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I hope you liked it and thank you for taking your time to read this!

If you want to know anything about theses OCs, let me know in the comments below.

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ADULT!LOTTIE MATTHEWS X UPSET READER

summary: a new guy has joined the wellness centre and he’s a little too pushy with you…

pairing: adult!lottie matthews

format: headcanons

warnings: mentions of cannibalism, i can’t think of anything else so if i’ve missed one lmk!

lowercase intended! not proofread!

- okay so let’s say there’s a new guy who has joined the cult

- sorry the “intentional community” 🙄

- lottie is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, it’s very difficult to keep track of what she’s doing every day

- your job today was to clean out all of the animal… droppings

- yeah you were not happy about that

- after what felt like an eternity of endless shovelling you finally get a break

- lunch was your favourite time of the day because you knew you always got to see lottie

- every single day she made sure she sat down to have lunch with you

- she’s so cute i can’t

- being so overly eager to forget about what you’d spent your morning doing, you happened to be one of the first people ready for lunchtime

- the only other person in the queue of course, the new guy

- you shyly sneak up behind him trying your best to not alert him of your presence

- lottie had warned you the night before to keep your distance from him, refusing to repeat to you the inappropriate question he had asked her

- somehow you weren’t quiet enough, he turns around and gasps at the sight of who is queued up behind him

- he immediately starts berating you with questions and with showing his admiration of you and what you had to do to survive out in the wilderness

- you mostly just hum to what he’s saying, turning to look over you shoulders every few seconds to see if you could spot lottie somewhere

- “are you even listening to me??” he shouts, causing you to snap your head back

- “no” LMAO

- he then turns to insulting you

- thankfully as he does you can see lottie, graciously making her way through the now forming crowd

- lottie shoots you a look of concern, immediately being able to tell that something is wrong with you

- just as she gets closer to you and is about to say something, the guy who still hasn’t left you alone takes it a little bit too far

- “bet you’re not used to all this food they serve at lunch huh? how is it compared to human flesh?”

- silence fills the lunch hall.

- without even thinking you take off running

- lottie would LOSE IT

- she doesn’t lose her temper a lot but man is it scary when she does

- thankfully that guy is never seen again, lottie refusing him service and ordering lisa and a few others to drop him outside the gate with nothing

- she finds you sat alone in the sharing shack, quietly crying to yourself

- she’d come and sit opposite you and take your hands in her own

- “talk to me love, tell me how you’re feeling. we are in the sharing shack after all” she’d chuckle softly

- she just lets you vent to her, you tell her about everything you remember, everything you wished you could forget

- she’s so understanding

- when you really start to get worked up she gently lays you down in her lap, massaging your head and reassuring you that you will always be safe with her

- she would so cancel everything else she had to do that day and spend the rest of it with you caring for you

- if for some reason she couldn’t then she’d honestly allow you to have your phone so you could distract yourself

- “but that’s against the rules”

- “they’re my rules darling”

a/n: this is my first time trying to write for the adult version of any of the characters so i’m sorry if it’s not good! also i listened to ‘i know you’ by faye webster when i wrote these and i genuinely started crying LMAO

#yellowjackets #lottie mathews #adult lottie #adult lottie matthews #older lottie matthews #simone kessell

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semi-realistic thoughts about where the yellowjackets and co might be in 2021 if the plane HAD crashed but they got rescued before laura lee died because misty never found the black box

tai- in exactly the same place, but with better coping mechanisms and a stable and realistic relationship with simone. sammy still has some issues because tai represses stuff and is still a politician who’s keeping secrets about the wilderness, but tai actually does let him get the therapy he needs. she’s still close to shauna and akilah, and she wishes that she could be close with van, but things are weird there. she always knew van wanted different things out of life than she did, but it was a lot harder to break things off after they lived through a plane crash and a few months in the wilderness together.

van- jack of all trades, master of none. she’s been a summer camp counselor all over the country, done bit parts in lots of movies, was on jeopardy once, managed a spirit halloween, got involved in cutco knives before she realized it was an mlm, worked at an amusement park, taught english to kids in different countries (never with the US military though because that sucks), worked at a ski resort. she’s had a lot of girlfriends that never really stuck, but she’s glad for all of them. she still talks to quite a few of the yellowjackets, but it’s... hard. when she talks to tai. taissa the accomplished lawyer and now state senator thinks that she should settle down, and that’s a little hard to hear from the high school girlfriend who dropped van when she went off to college.

coach ben- after his experience in the wilderness with the girls and losing his leg, there is absolutely NO way he’s going back to teaching. he tries to make things right with paul and after some work, he ends up moving in with paul in the city. paul’s a writer already, so ben gives it a try and does some comedy columns and sports columns.

nat- had a couple of years right after high school where she was drifting and on just about every drug in the book until she accidentally runs into ben and paul at a party and ben’s like oh my god NATALIE!??! and makes her sleep on their couch for a while. eventually she ends up making weird art and coaching a kids’ soccer team. she has some short term romantic relationships with both men and women but none of them ever really stick.

misty and crystal- coach very gently told her when they were in the hospital that he was gay and not interested. and she was like “oh you figured it out because i was so wonderful and you weren’t attracted to me, so you knew you couldn’t like girls?” and he sighed and went. yes misty. that’s how. and she put a hand on his shoulder and said “how brave. how inspiring” and then misty started telling this story to any teammate who would listen. crystal was the only one who didn’t roll her eyes and she was like “omg, a gay teacher? like in the children’s hour????” and then they become best friends going into the next year of school. misty doesn’t HAVE a secret that’s big enough to break them up so they just. stay together.

misty stays on as the equipment manager but mainly just to cheer on her bestie and they join theater together. they don’t do very well but they LOVE it, and they decide to go to the same college to be roommates. crystal becomes a quirky high school theater teacher and misty still becomes a concerning RN who dates and intimidates weird little guys, but they live together and are like, what, gay? *pft* no, we’re besties! and they are, but god are they weird about it

laura lee and lottie- lottie’s parents made her go to the same ivy that her dad went to, and she really hates it, even though she does her best and gets her degree. (i’m thinking some kind of counseling/leadership) laura lee goes to a bible college that skews too conservative for her and she hates it too, so much that she decides to drop out until she can figure out where she DOES want to go. a lot of soulsearching and mishaps later, and lottie is taking on a youth minister position at a nondenominational hippie dippie queer loving church and inviting laura lee to check it out, and laura lee falls in LOVE WITH IT and then goes straight into the seminary she can find that best lines up with her own values. they become a power couple and get married in 2004 as soon as it’s legal. they end up with a congregation that isn’t very large but is dedicated and does a lot of good in their area.

travis and javi- coach martinez still died, so things are hard, but not nearly as hard as in canon. they work through his death as best as they can with their mom, and travis stays at home the next year to go to community college before leaving home. javi makes him join a dungeons and dragons campaign and it actually helps him a lot with the Big Feelings Time. travis goes into something that his dad thought was nerdy and not masculine enough but that he likes and is good at, and javi becomes an artist. he and shauna collaborate sometimes on projects <3. also travis and jackie become weird friends at community college

mari- she’s an mlm girlie but one that is Proud! Of! It! she’s got a big enough downline that she actually supports herself this way, even though it.... still sucks and is soulsucking. but it lets her be a little bitchy, do tasks, and be kind of in charge and kind of not in charge and mari DOES like that.

melissa and gen- let them play soccer together in college because they were on the fabled yellowjackets team that never got to go to nationals as well as the one that WON! let melissa get butcher. let gen have a sexuality crisis as she gets jealous about girls falling all over her best friend. let them be soccer lesbians who eventually move to denver and buy a subaru

akilah- they find out that shauna’s pregnant before they’re rescued and right before laura lee’s able to make her incredible journey. akilah the girl scout finds herself worrying about what might have happened if they had to deliver a baby out there, even though they DIDN’T. then she does a lot of research into the subject on top of studying for her SAT and finds out about maternal mortality rates in the united states, especially among black women like her and her sister. she decides to become an OBGYN to try to fight the problem, and despite the hardships, she makes it happen. she also gets to upset her sister with terrible pregnancy fun facts, which is what siblings are for

jackie- has a blowout fight with shauna about the jeff thing after they get back, straining her relationships with every member of the team. she still tries at college, but she rushes and doesn’t get a bid for a single sorority (she’s going through a crisis where she’s realized she’s a lesbian and doesn’t know what to do with that and also. is very depressed and angry), her potluck roommate doesn’t like her, and her classes are so hard now without shauna to help. she doesn’t know how to ask for help and things spiral for the two semesters it takes for her to get kicked out of college. she’s home the summer afterward, with her parents desperately trying to get her to figure out a different college or go out with jeff again (we understand what he did, but you aren’t exactly... rolling in prospects right now) and she’s just going crazy in her room.

shauna and jackie- shauna gets an abortion and does go to brown! she’s really upset with where things ended with jackie, but she’s still close to tai and some of the other girls and she’s exploring her bisexuality at college, so she’s doing okay javi sends her drawings sometimes, and that’s nice. when she comes home over her first summer and sees jackie absolutely rotting... she feels awful enough to try to mend the bridge. it doesn’t totally work, but by the end of the season they’re on speaking terms again, and over the next few holiday breaks they become tentative friends again, then good friends, then homoerotic girls who are dancing around each other.

jackie tries out the community college thing and tries hanging out with jeff again, who’s working at his parents’ furniture store. her parents are convinced they’re dating and jeff kind of is too and jackie... tries to see if she can fix herself. she forces herself to let it be dating and then they have sex and it feels wrong and weird and bad... but she does it. and jeff’s magical sperm does its thing.

timeline-wise the pregnancy becomes clear about 3 months before shauna’s graduation from brown/jackie’s graduation from the community college. (she and travis are weird friends there. no i’m not elaborating but it happened) and her parents are freaking out and trying to get her and jeff to get married right now immediately to save face, and jackie just. cries. and calls shauna. and cries some more. and they have a heart to heart and confess some feelings and decide that they’ll try dating and kinda. raise the baby together. (it’s callie yay!)

jackie isn’t going to be able to move in with shauna until after she finishes this semester and gets a bigger place, and her parents are livid that she refused jeff’s offer and is still keeping the baby! (they don’t even know she’s a lesbian yet) so she has to move in temporarily with the martinezes javi shows her lots of art pieces and is like “would shauna like this?” and the answer is always yes.

eventually, shauna becomes an editor for the local paper and a fiction writer. jackie stays home with bby callie for a bit and then cycles between different odd jobs for a while as she tries to find a good fit. she eventually ends up as middle management at a small company where she does a whole lot of team-building exercises that everyone pretends to hate until she pulls out the prizes

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets aus #jackieshauna #taivan #taisimone #lottielee #genmelissa #melissagen #the yellowjackets

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rubysunnday · 2 years

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deathless death

requested by @magpiencrow: take me to church with benny boy <3this would absolutely kill me lottie

requested by anon: I love your writing!!! Can I request a benedict Bridgerton x reader where she has an accident of some sorts, like Kate falling off the horse??! I wonder how Benedict would act instead of Anthony. <33333

requested by anon: in desperate need more for your benedict bridgerton x reader fics please!

a/n: no, i'm not writing a part two

summary: no matter how beautiful a day is, horrible things can still happen and people can still die

"Mr Bridgerton."

"Miss Wallace, what a pleasant surprise."

"Oh, please, Mr Bridgerton, you knew exactly where I was going to be," Y/N said, smiling at him. "I ride this route almost every day."

"Do you? I had not noticed."

Y/N smiled and chuckled. Benedict slowed his horse down, riding alongside her.

Hyde Park had always been a pleasant spot to ride. Wide open fields, beautiful lakes - it was perfect. Of course, Benedict knew Y/N rode this route almost every day - he'd been watching her for weeks whilst he took his own walks.

It'd only been today that he'd decided to saddle up his horse and join her. Benedict had wanted to get to know Y/N better for a long while - having eyed her since she'd arrived at the start of the season. They'd begun to bond over painting and art in general - Benedict had felt a connection with her ever since they'd stood in front of a Beerstraaten and talked in detail about the castle pictured.

"Do you ride often, Mr Bridgerton?" Y/N asked, turning her head to face Benedict.

"Not as often as I used to," Benedict admitted. "Painting takes up most of my time, nowadays. Yourself?"

"I try to get out as much as I can. It helps me relax and frees my thoughts." She paused, not sure if she could say what she wanted to.

"This is a safe space, Miss Wallace," Benedict reassured her. "I will not tell anyone."

"The pressures of society and finding a match," Y/N said quietly, "can become very overwhelming. Everyone's eyes are on you, waiting to see who you will marry and whether your future will be successful."

"I cannot imagine how exhausting that must be," Benedict replied, his gaze soft.

Y/N shrugged gently. "It comes with being a lady. Now, you simply must tell me more about your paintings."

Benedict went riding with Y/N almost every day after that. Their conversation had opened a door between them and they grew closer. Y/N often searched Benedict out at balls, wanting to spend her night with a friend rather than a stranger.

But spending time outdoors with him was what she enjoyed most.

Sundays were the best day for riding. No one else was ever around - often sleeping off whatever party or ball had happened the night before. Y/N had started off her ride alone - she'd seen how much Benedict had drunk the night before and wasn't expecting him to be awake let alone dressed.

"Miss Wallace!"

Y/N stopped her horse and turned. She smiled widely as Benedict cantered up to her, slowing his horse down to a walk as he got closer.

"Mr Bridgerton! I was not expecting you!"

"Well, here I am!" Benedict said, returning her smile. "Unlike my brothers, I can hold my drink."

"Oh, of course," Y/N said, nodding. "I never doubted you."

Benedict chuckled. "Shall we?"

The two urged their horses on into a gentle walk. A comfortable silence fell over them as they rode through the park, the early morning call of the birds keeping them company.

The sun was just beginning to rise and it was clearly going to be another beautiful day.

"Lady Whistledown has been writing about us a lot recently," Y/N began, fiddling with her reins.

"I read. Eloise won't stop teasing me about it," Benedict muttered.

"I apologise if I am an inconvince to you, Mr Bridgerton."

"No, no, I did not mean -" Benedict cut himself off, mid ramble. He looked at Y/N, noticing her smile as she tried to stifle her laughter. "Oh, you are cruel."

"I am sorry," Y/N said, laughing. "I find it hilarious that your sister is teasing you. Besides, ever since she started writing about us, I have had more suitors."

Benedict accidentally jabbed the heel of his boot into the side of his horse, startling the poor creature. "Pardon?"

"Oh, Mr Dorset came round yesterday morning with some flowers, Mr Carter followed after him with a box of chocolates and a book - I danced four times last night! I have not danced as much since I debuted."

Benedict clenched his jaw, jealously growing inside him. "Oh, I see."

Y/N glanced at him. "Is that jealously I detect, Mr Bridgerton?"

"No, not at all, Miss Wallace." Y/N raised her eyebrows. "Perhaps a little bit."

"I see," Y/N giggled, "well, we all know what the resolution to that is."

Benedict raised his own eyebrows, watching her intently. Y/N moved ahead slightly, her horse neighing excitedly as they reached the open field, smelling the river that ran alongside it.

"For my sake, what is the resolution to my problem?" Benedict asked, stopping his horse.

"Oh, Mr Bridgerton, surely you do not need me to explain it to you?" Y/N asked, her tone teasing. She giggled again. "Well, perhaps if you beat me, I shall explain."

Y/N threw her head back as she laughed, urging her horse into a canter. Benedict smiled, chucking to himself as she rode off.

A deer burst out from the woods, racing across the field in front of Y/N and her horse.

Benedict could see it happen before it actually did.

Y/N's horse squealed and bolted, darting to the right, toward the river. Y/N tried to calm him, to slow him down. But then her horse tripped on a stone on the river bank and reared backwards, neighing loudly.

Y/N lost her grip on the horse, displaced by the sudden movement. She fell backwards from the horse, falling to the floor. Benedict could've sworn he heard her head hit the rock. The rest of her body made no effort to stop its impact with the floor.

Benedict was frozen for a moment. He stared at Y/N's body, willingfor her to get up and move.

"Y/N!" Benedict shouted, urging his horse on, desperate to reach her side.

He jumped off his horse before it'd properly stopped, running to Y/N's side and falling down next to her. His hands hovered over her for a moment, unsure if he should touch her or not.

Benedict moved his hand, putting it under Y/N's head, trying to lift it off the rock it'd collided with. He pulled it away, his heart dropping at how much blood was on his hands.

He wasn't stupid. He knew that this amount of blood was never a good thing.

"Stay with me, please," Benedict whispered, his shaking hands brushing back her hair. "Please, God."

Somehow, Benedict managed to get Y/N into his arms, being careful to support her head against his shoulder, and onto his horse. He rode as fast as he dared, back to the one place he knew was safe.

Benedict abandoned his horse at the gated to Bridgerton House, taking Y/N in his arms. He carried her up to the front door, ignoring the wide eyed looks the footman gave him as he walked up to them, blood staining his white shirt and his hands. He'd given Y/N his jacket and had used his cravat to try and staunch the bleeding and was in nothing but his waistcoat.

He walked into the house, the maids bustling around as they always did in the mornings.

"Someone fetch the doctor!" Benedict yelled as they all stopped and stared. "Quickly!"

Mrs Wilson was the first one to react. She ushered the maids into action, demanding they fetched blankets, towels and waked Anthony. She guided Benedict up the stairs, a gentle hand on his back.

"What happened?" She asked, ushering him down the corridor.

"She fell off her horse and hit her head on a rock," Benedict explained, his voice shaking. "There was so much blood, I tried to stop it."

"You did what you could," Mrs Wilson reassured, opening the guest bedroom door. "Rose, put this towel on the pillows. Mr Bridgerton, lay her down gently and help me take her jacket off."

Mrs Wilson had worked with the family long enough to know when they would do as they're told and when they wouldn't. Benedict was clearly besotted with the woman and wasn't going to be leaving her side.

"What happened?" Anthony asked, bursting into the room, looking at Y/N, lying on the bed. "Jesus - has the doctor been called for?"

"He has," Mrs Wilson said, taking Y/N's jacket and putting it on a nearby chair. "Along with the surgeon." She walked up to Anthony. "Lord Bridgerton, he's in shock. Someone should really take him down to the kitchen and give him some tea and wash the blood off his hands."

"I'll do it," Anthony said firmly. He glanced over at Benedict. "He looks like he might pass out. Let me know when the doctor arrives, Mrs Wilson."

Anthony walked over to Benedict and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. Benedict flinched slightly, swaying to the side.

"Brother, come on. We must make room for the surgeon, I know you do not want to leave her but we must."

Benedict nodded, a distant expression on his face. He took one step forward and lost his balance, falling into Anthony's side.

"Benedict?" Anthony asked, holding him up. "Brother? Come on. Colin, stop loitering and come help."

Colin walked into the room, giving Y/N a passing glance. He took Benedict's other arm and helped Anthony practically carry him out the room.

Benedict didn't remember how he got from Y/N's deathbed to Anthony's office. One minute he was staring at her pale face and the next he was having a glass of whiskey forced into his hand.

Colin sat on the arm of the chair, pressed up against Benedict. Anthony was stood in front of him, watching Benedict with concern.

"She will be alright, brother," Anthony said softly, tapping his boot with his own.

Benedict stared down at the liquid in his glass. "If I could I'd give her my life." He looked up at his brother. "I'd switch places with her in a heartbeat.".

The room was dark despite the bright sunshine trying to shine through the curtains. Benedict was sat by Y/N's bedside, his sketchbook open on his lap. He'd drawn nothing in the week since her accident. Every time he picked up his pencil or charcoal, he put it down five minutes later.

Y/N had remained in Bridgerton House since the accident - the doctor's unwilling to let her be moved to her parent's house four miles down the road. Benedict had hardly left her side.

He could almost pretend she was simply asleep. The gentle rise and fall of her chest reassured him that she was still alive. He just wanted her to open her eyes and smile at him again. But they stayed closed, her hands resting on her stomach.

Benedict sighed quietly and closed his sketchbook, placing it on the edge of the bed. He stood up from his chair and walked up to the head of the bed, perching on the edge, next to Y/N.

"I would give you my life if I could," he whispered, stroking her hair softly, combing his fingers through it. "Dear God, I would do it over and over again if it meant you were awake right now."

Y/N didn't reply. Benedict had gotten used to simply speaking to himself.

The door to the room opened quietly, a beam of light shining into the room.

"How is she?" Violet asked, gently closing the door behind her.

Benedict sighed softly. "The swelling's gone down, which is a good thing. But we still won't know until she wakes up."

Violet nodded, walking further into the room. She stood next to Benedict, putting a hand on his shoulder. "It isn't your fault."

"I just wish I could... I could switch places," Benedict whispered, reaching up and gripping his mother's hand. He closed his eyes, feeling them burn. "Give her my life."

Violet squeezed his hand tightly, pressing a kiss to her son's head. "I know. I know."

Benedict looked down at Y/N again, silently willing her to wake up - to smile. She just lay there, deathly still, her eyes still closed.

"Just let me give you my life," he whispered, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Please."

#benedict bridgerton #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton imagines #bridgerton #the bridgertons #benedict bridgerton x you #benedict bridgerton imagine

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peach-and-bugs · 11 months

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💚Lottie Matthews SFW Alphabet💚

💚Read the NSFW Alphabet here!💚

Fanfiction master list

disclaimer: don't repost my work. I only post on Tumblr and on Ao3. anything else is stolen and should be removed immediately

Warnings: Nope! All safe/fluff, mention of alcohol though

Word Count: 2,278

A/N: Hello Loves! Back again with more for Lottie! This time it's her SFW alphabter! As always, feel free to leave questions or comments in my comments or ask box, and happy reading!💚

Lottie Matthews Tag List: @elliesjoints

Yellowjackets Tag List: @frasersgf @minimickzy

General Tag List: @summergeezburr

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Lottie does what I call quiet affection. She’s not into extravagance or making a huge display out of things and she never has. She prefers keeping your love private, but don’t mistake that for her keeping you secret! On the contrary, she’s very upfront about her marital status with others, it's just not all out and in your face. Her love languages are acts of service and touch for sure. She’s always got a hand on you in some way when she can help it and its very common to come home to her having done or actively doing a chore for you that she knows youve been dreading

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

As an adult, she doesn't seem like the best friend type. But as a teenager, she was the classic outgoing girl's best friend. She loved doing each other's nails, watching corny movies late at night with popcorn, and having sleepovers. She loves those moments of girlhood but craves them still as an adult. If she did make an adult best friend, in some way I think she’d try and reclaim and relive that feeling, as childish as it might make her feel

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Lottie is a huge cuddler. She loves being tangled up in you, face to face so she can press you into her chest and she can rest her chin on top of your head. She loves snuggling up under blankets with you to watch tv or a movie ans sneakily sliding her hand up your top

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Lottie adores domestic life. She loves mundane tasks like cooking and cleaning, especially when she can do those tasks for you. She enjoys the praise she gets and the relaxation she can feel in your body from having done a task for you. She doesn’t like living alone, so moving in together would be suggested and welcomed quite early. She loves sharing her space with you. She’s the type to want to go the whole ten miles. Living together, getting married, and having kids. She wants to give her kids some of the childhood wonder she worries she missed out on

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I think she’d be shattered. I genuinely don’t know how she’d do it because I see her as someone as an adult who’s so careful with dating, that she’s only getting into a serious relationship when she feels she’s found the one. If she felt like she had to leave, it would likely be because she worried she was weighing you down. There would be a lot of tears and drama and she’d feel awful, but she firmly believes in the phrase “If you love something, let it go”

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)

This lady wants to put a ring on your finger so badly! I think she dreamed of a rustic farmhouse wedding as a teenager with all her closest friends and family, and now she envisions that with you both in white, out by her little part of the lake. I could see it taking some time though. She wouldn't want to rush into things and scare you off. She seems like the type to wait till you show obvious interest in big-life changing decisions that she can’t misconstrue, like getting married or having kids

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Lottie is just the most tender girl. She’s so fragile with every touch like she’s afraid of breaking whatever’s in her hands, you included. Sometimes her touch is so soft it feels like she’s only hovering over your skin. You have to remind her that you aren't going to fade away or disappear and she can hold onto you.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Her hugs are warm and enveloping like she’s wrapping you up in a blanket or a bubble made just for the two of you. She gets especially huggy when she’s tired or drunk

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

She tries to wait till you say it first but slips up and ends up saying it first. She says it very casually ans naturally too, likely after laughing at some corny joke you make without thinking about it. It takes her a moment to realize she even said it at all, but before she can worry and possibly take it back you assure her you love her too

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I mentioned it in a headcanon request but Lottie is a self-pity type of jealous. She feels very secure in her relationship with you, but if before you established it and she sees someone flirting with you or she’s got something impairing her cognitive thinking skills (best example, she's drunk) she becomes a mopy baby, keeping you away not because she’s mad at you but she’s pitying herself

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Like everything Lottie does, there's a warm tenderness behind every one of her kisses. She loves kissing your hands and fingers, or holding onto your hips tight as she kisses your lips, smiling at the taste of you. She loves kissing your nose and the corners of your smile, as well as your thighs, collarbones, and neck. Any exposed skin she can get her hands on she’ll kiss you there, no questions asked

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

She’s great with kids! She loves just listening to them talk about the magical worlds that they come up with. I think had she not had all the trauma from the crash, in another life she became an elementary school teacher, maybe teaching between 4th and 6th graders

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Lottie is often up first because she’s got things to do, but she always leaves the coffee maker on for you and oftentimes gets some chores done around the house before you get up and she has to start getting to work. On weekends she likes to gently wake you up and bribe you with making breakfast

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

She loves listening to music while cooking dinner, often distracting you to dance and nearly burning whatever you might be cooking because she's just too infatuated with you and your laugh. She also enjoys late-night reading in bed with her glasses on while you cuddle up beside her. Her free hand often trails over your stomach and your side so that she can feel your breathing even out as you fall asleep beside her

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Lottie wouldn’t tell you a lot about the wilderness, at least not in detail. But I think she’d reveal details about her life pre-crash very freely. But her teen years during and post-crash are somewhat of a blur. Once a heavy level of trust is established between the two of you, I think she’d be a lot more open to talking about it, but only when you’re alone ans something reminds her of something that happened out there. She wants you to know what triggers her, what she did out there because she wants to be herself with you and be accepted and taken in full as she is, but that’s extremely hard out of her fear of rejection. It would take quite some time and trial and error, but overall, she feels like one of not the more open out of the yellowjackets when it comes to their time in the wilderness

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

She’s extremely patient, especially with you. They’re a very strong line of communication between the two of you, so it’s very hard to upset one another. However, if she’s already stressed, small things that other people do can tend to set her off. It’s pretty easy to catch these triggers, but settling her down again when she’s upset can be a challenge. She always feels bad after getting upset with someone but you assure her it’s alright end encourage her to apologize and communicate what she may have been feeling

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

Lottie’s mind is a steal trap. She remembers absolutely everything without even trying, but she doesn’t brag about it. She hopes that you don’t notice it

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

She often fondly thinks about watching you in her garden, admiring all her different plants as the sun shone down on you from above, illuminating the color in your cheeks and the sparkle in your eyes. At that moment, she realized just how beautiful she truly found you

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

She’s protective, but not in the way that she’ll get physically violent or aggressive with someone who’d bother you. She’s more concerned with getting you out of a bad situation than interfering with the perpetrator if that makes sense. She’d rather take you away and make sure you're alright because of your her priority. Not some asshole who felt the need to bother you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, and everyday tasks?)

Lottie seems like a huge tryhard to me, so she’s gonna try in everything romantically because she wants you both to be satisfied to your fullest in every aspect of her relationship, so if there's something you want, she’ll attempt to achieve it to the best of her capability. But she prefers the small things, like taking her time doing a task for you, or when you try cooking something new for you both or coming home to a new bouquet that you picked from the garden that afternoon

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

She’s got a nasty habit of overworking herself, especially into the night. She often wakes up in the night when she’s overwhelmed or stressed and you need to pull her from her computer or the kitchen and back to bed before she wears herself out

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

She’s more concerned than you might think. Of course, she’s one to embrace the unique beauty that comes with age, however, sometimes when she notices a few more grey hairs than she expected or new wrinkles forming on her face it can get to her and she can grow concerned. You always tell her that she's always beautiful, even more so with age and she finds comfort in that

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

She hates to admit it, but she can be quite clingy. She doesn't like being apart for long and is at her most content when you’re within arms reach of her. Of course, she understands a need for time apart or if you want time for yourself, and that's something she’s willing to work on, but she adores you and at the very least wants to know how your day has been. She always calls if you're apart for a day to check in with you

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I mentioned it before but she’s a big reader. She loves getting her information from books and it's quite common to find her curled up under a blanket in her free time, book in hand with a cup of tea sat beside her, her reading glasses sliding down her nose. But she’s the kind of reader that highlights and annotates her books, regardless of what they’re about. She just likes being able to flip to where she was and read sections to you without having to go on a wild goose chase to find them

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

She’s one of those people with the cilantro gene and she hates it, insisting that it tastes like soap. She’s not usually picky with food, but if she tastes cilantro it’s an absolute no

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Lottie twitches in her sleep and she sleep mumbles. She’s very clingy and always has a hand on you when she’s asleep, but she’s an active dreamer and will murmur things under her breath when she’s out cold. Often, when she’s not having nightmares she’ll say all kinds of sweet things. It's very sweet when she takes naps on the couch with you, her head in your lap while you read. She'll hum and smile to herself when you run her fingers through her hair and she’ll nuzzle into your leg. You know shes dreaming about you then

#◛⑅·˚ �� ♡ kay's at it again♡#fanfiction requests #fic request #yellowjackets #yellowjackets fanfic #yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets thoughts #yellowjackers headcanons #lottie matthews #lottie yellowjackets #lottie matthews x reader #lottie matthews headcanons

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officialmistyquigley · 10 months

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Can I pretty please get adult Lottie yandere hcs.? 🥺

Of course!! Hope you enjoy!

Adult Lottie Matthews Yandere Headcanons

Yandere!Adult Lottie Matthews x Reader

Spoiler Warning!

Either you would be one of the Yellowjackets that survived the whole ordeal, or one of Lottie’s cult members- or- community members.

But for this, let’s say you were a Yellowjacket that survived.

You would be drawn to meet up with the girls again, by it. The it of the wilderness. But you would meet back up with them at Lottie’s cult, or, well, her community wellness center group.

At first you would be stubborn, would be convinced that you were just here to stop it, but as soon as Lottie laid eyes on you again, she knew she wanted to treat you, to get you to move past you, her, and the girls’ past. To help it, to help you.

I’d like to think that Lottie had a childhood crush on you that came back as soon as you showed up to her wellness center, where she got to see some familiar faces again, one of them in which being yours.

Lottie missed you.

At first she thought it was just harmless treating, nothing more than a patient-doctor relationship. But the more you stayed, the more you attracted her, and eventually after you told the girls that you were just here to stop it, to stop Lottie alongside the other girls, your words warped in your head. You may have lied a bit, because that didn’t end up being what started going down.

You ended up agreeing to a treatment plan, whichever one of your choice, and went along with it, despite being caught by Lisa a couple times trying to avoid treatment since you wanted to snoop out the place behind Lot’s back.

Anyway you went along with the treatment plan and actually… liked it? For some reason… you didn’t know why but you felt like it helped.

It actually got you in your feels and you started to hallucinate a bit about your past during it, from the wilderness to the cannibalism to the animals and to everything that you faced during your time in the wilderness, which resulted in you crying and Lisa notifying Lot about your tears, and that’s when Lottie saw you again. Saw your tears.

The girls came in and saw you after their treatments and felt bad for you, but…

For some odd reason, Lot found your tears to be adorable, so she came by your side and held you, even against your efforts to pull her away or to push her away, you eventually succumbed to her hold and just sat there, in her arms, crying to her about the past you and the girls so desperately tried to keep hidden from the public.

Lot for some reason then ordered the girls out, to “Go.”

You crying in her arms was the start of an obsession that she didn’t realize would occur.

Instead of being within the course of a few weeks, it only took a couple days for her to become completely controlling and possessive over you.

Within the first day or two, she remained by your side and felt this need for you, like you needed to heal and that she was your only source that you needed to heal.

Anyway you ended up staying at the community wellness center for your own reasons, you wanted to deny that you felt something for Lottie, even though you really did.

However you started to feel a little uncomfortable by her developing fierce protectiveness over you, but didn’t have the heart to say anything about it, so put up with it until your unfortunate kidnapping.

As her obsession over you grew, after the first day and within the next day she was keeping you away from the other members, it could be considered that she kept you for “herself”, but she didn’t see it that way.

Lot saw it as helping you, healing you as she spent nearly every day with you now.

She always came in to check on you and even made you your own personal spot where you stayed in her “room”, whatever you could call it.

The girls weren’t allowed to come and visit you. At first, they were allowed, but Lottie didn’t allow them to after a few more times, as her obsession over you grew worse.

Lottie would feel disappointed in you if you asked to go outside for a bit, which you probably would, but would let you out nonetheless, but only for a bit. It was like she was treating you like a pet. You thought she saw you as a pet, which kinda broke your heart.

By the fourth day she wasn’t letting you out at all, no matter how much you asked, you always got the same response, “It’s for your own good and for your treatment, y/n.”

That was her excuse.

And by that point it was basically kidnapping until you woke up on the fifth day with beautiful lilac restraints wrapped around your wrists tied to her bed post. Safe to say you were confused, concerned, and scared, you wanted to cry, didn’t want this happening to you, so you squirmed and struggled.

But when Lottie came in she told you, “Don’t cry, dear. It’s gonna be okay.” But she was met with an angry response that you didn’t mean. However, she ended up giving you a smack to your bottom, a harsh one at that, one that cut you off, it was an act based on your disobedience.

After your hurtful words you tried to apologize but she left for the day and went to tend to the other girls, leaving you all alone in her room, locked up and no way to escape, because every time you tried to squirm, your hands bled from rope burn. That’s how much you fought and tried to get out.

This was a day prior to Nat’s death.

Later that day Lottie returned and asked if you were ready to speak to her again, which you gave a nod of your head, and she gave you a kiss to your lips. You couldn’t deny, you liked the kiss, but you didn’t like this side of Lot, no… it terrified you. She was moderately dangerous that it left you pondering what else she could do to you if she wanted. Because so far circumstances have been mild. At least, in her eyes they were. She could do far worse to you.

Even though you were being held captive, Lot took good care of you. Very good care of you. But she also punished you when you needed to be punished.

The night of Nat’s death, you were hoping to be let free, but Lot ended up convincing them to not let her go to the mental hospital, so that she could be with you because in her eyes, you were having a wonderful time here being with her.

You just wanted to be let out. You felt misunderstood and didn’t know why this happened to you.

Anyway, Lottie’s convincing worked and she returned to you, informing you of Natalie’s death. You couldn’t believe your ears and balled your eyes out into her shirt while she held you like she did about a week ago, when you first came here.

You lost hope of anyone coming to save you, not having been able to escape once.

Shortly after Nat’s death, you and Lottie got married after she manipulated you into agreeing, since you were both basically in a “relationship” at that point, even though you wanted out.

However, she remained controlling and possessive over you and kept you hostage for the rest of your life, while also believing you were still healing and needed her.

Lottie saw herself as your one true savior.

You didn’t think that things would end up the way they did and certainly didn’t expect Lot to be as much as obsessive that she was. She was like a teen Misty all over again.

#yandere #headcanons #headcanon #yellowjackets #adult lottie #lottie x reader #lottie matthews #lottie yellowjackets

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scatcrccio · 4 months

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@perfectionreached sent: ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜

FAKING HER DEATH HADN'T BEEN EASY, a lot of details went into planning it out to make it believable and of course, there were casualties to consider along with many risks. There was no actual certainty that it would go smoothly, or that it would work out in its entirety. Lottie seemed to have some sort of sixth sense when it came to whatever it was and part of Nat wondered if she'd somehow figure it out in the end. Thankfully, that wasn't the case or at least, didn't seem to be. As far as anyone was concerned, Natalie Scatorccio was dead; the wilderness had taken its queen and was satiated, for now. But she knows too, that it would only get hungry again, sooner rather than later, no doubt. They would only be able to mask through their little trick for so long and already, there was a sense of dread that washed over Natalie specifically that she couldn't quite fight off. Lying to her friends was the most difficult part, but in doing so, she was able to buy them more time, keeping them alive through Lottie's delusions if only for a while. Nat had technically - and legally - been dead, the rest of the details were just that: details.

❝ I mean, that was kind of the point. ❞ They couldn't let it be known to the others that Misty's needle wasn't laced with actual poison meant to kill, just enough to stop Nat's heart long enough before she could be revived back to life, allowing her to start over— to start anew. Medical records forged. A new identity acquired. The performance of a lifetime, literally. It seemed simpler at the time, though none of them could've anticipated how it was all going to go down overall, with Lottie getting shot in the arm and the compound ransacked to the ground. Coming back hadn't been part of the initial plan either, she was supposed to stay away for good and keep up the charade. But of course, Nat's stubbornness got the best of her like it always did and she finds herself standing in front of Taissa, somewhat nervously. Expecting a full throttle backlash to hit her in the face (whether that would be metaphorically or physically was still uncertain, she's prepped for both either way). ❝ Surprise—? ❞

#perfectionreached #future deep —— (verse 009).#arc: feigned death

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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hi, darling! hope you’re doing okay. i was wondering if you could do one of steve’s little nuggets asking him about his scars that he got from the upside down? like and then he shows them and gets emotional because the nugget is actually really fascinated by them? <3

Scars - S.H

okay so i’m trying to do both Joe Keery and Joseph Quinn imagines so i’m so so so sorry this has taken me so long my loves! dad!steve owns my heart. to be honest i’m not to happy with this one- i’ve had some news that’s just really fucked up my day so i’m sorry it’s terrible (probably has a lot of mistakes). but enjoy i guess <3

you and Steve had three beautiful children. Aurora who was 5, Finley who was 3 and Lottie who was 6 months. you and Steve moved an hour away from Hawkins after the whole situation with Vecna finished, Steve wanted to get you out of there, keeping you safe. you wanted to leave immediately after seeing him almost die from those bats but he wanted to stay and take care of his friends which you couldn’t argue with, he cared about them too much.

moving out of Hawkins had been the best decision you both ever made in your entire lives. less than a year after moving away you fell pregnant with Aurora and she changed your lives drastically. Steve wasn’t just a babysitter anymore, he was a full on dad and he loved it. having his daughter made his whole perspective change and he loved her with his whole being. now Aurora was 5 and he was shocked at how quickly the time flew by, one minute he was changing her nappy’s and now she’s having full on conversations with him.

same with Finley, he was three and just starting to talk properly and Steve hated how quickly his kids were growing up, that being said, he loved watching each of them flourish into their own person made his heart fill with so much love. he always had to remind himself that he and you created them kids and he’d never been prouder. Steve hated to admit it but after the demo bats got him when he went into the upside down alone, he hated the scars that littered his abdomen and arms, there was also a faint scar surrounding his neck from the strangulation.

ever since Aurora had been able to remember things he always wore a shirt, scared the scars may scare her because let’s be honest, they definitely were not the prettiest thing. there were ridges and bumps from the bats teeth and the scars weren’t the worst thing, they weren’t as deep as Eddie’s but he was still insecure about them. he remembers when Aurora was 1 and she waddled in on him getting changed and saw the scars, running away from him in tears obviously scared of what she’d seen but you always reassured Steve that she wouldn’t remember them and he shouldn’t worry.

the last thing he wanted was his kids being scared about the scarring on his stomach so yeah he wore a shirt every day and never took it off in front of them. it was a quiet Thursday afternoon and you and the kids had just come back from the park. Steve decided to stay home and take a shower before you guys got back, he didn’t know you guys would get home so quickly.

when you went to the park you were usually there for hours and hours but the kids seemed to tired to be there after about forty minutes of playing so you came back. Steve didn’t hear you come in and decided it was okay to walk around in just a towel. he jumped when he saw you all in the living room watching the tv, the VHS player playing some random movie you’d found. Finley and Aurora turned their heads to see their dad in a towel and nothing else.

“daddy” Aurora said, getting up off the sofa and rushing over to him, wrapping her tiny arms around his leg. he tensed slightly, embarrassed that they could see his body and more importantly his scars. Finley came rushing over too, wrapping his arms around his other leg. “hi loves, how was the park” he said, running a hand through Aurora’s hair as she looked up at him. “the park was fun but i’m tired” she said as her eyes looked into his. they were practically twins, he felt like he was looking in a mirror when he looked into her eyes because they were the same as his, maybe a bit lighter but they were practically the same.

Steve went to reply before Finley beat him to it. “what’s that?” he said, eyes filled with innocence as he pressed his small pointer finger on the scarring. he fully tensed this time. you turned around and saw Finley stroking the scarring softly, Steve didn’t want his kids to see his scars ever so seeing him in just a towel made your eyes grow wide. he’d never done this before. “oh- uhh, they’re my scars bud” he said, embarrassment filling his body as his face turned a bright red.

“what’s that daddy?” Aurora said, obviously also intrigued with the many more scars on the other side. Steve could feel himself getting choked up and he didn’t want to show his kids that side to him. “loves come over here for a second please” you said, seeing Steve’s whole demeanour change. they quickly left Steve and ran over to you, sitting next to you on either side. Steve took this opportunity to run up the stairs and put his clothes on, he felt embarrassed and he didn’t know why. the kids didn’t feel scared and they didn’t say anything rude about them so why was he feeling like this.

you told the kids to sit and watch the tv whilst you went to check on Steve. he’d expressed how he felt about the scars and how Aurora’s face made him feel terrible that one time when she saw them and he never wanted them to see them again and now they had, he was definitely going to have to explain them to the kids. you knocked on the door softly and opened it to see Steve sat on the bed, joggers and a jumper on with his head in his hands. “Steve” you said, pulling him out of his thoughts, making him look up at you.

you walked into the room and sat next to him, grabbing ahold of his hand as comfort. he let his head fall to your shoulder as he sighed. “sorry, i should have said we wouldn’t be out for long” you said, feeling terrible that you could have caused this. “‘s not your fault love, they were gonna find out one day” he replied, feeling your head rest against his. you were both quiet for a minute before he spoke up again. “do you think they were scared of them?” he asked. hearing this made your heart clench. of course his kids weren’t scared, they were interested in them more than anything.

“absolutely not. do not think like that because they definitely not scared” you said reassuringly. you hated this. you hated that Steve had a constant reminder of the torture you were all put through and him thinking his kids were scared of him made you hate it more. he sighed before nodding, understanding that his kids were not scared of him, but for him there was still doubt in his mind. what if his kids were scared? what if they had nightmares from it?. you turned your head to the side and placed a delicate kiss on his forehead. “i promise you they weren’t scared” you whispered, making him lift his head up and look into your eyes to make sure you were being genuine.

he sent you a small smile and lent in for a kiss which you reciprocated. you’d loved Steve since you were 17 and he was 18. you were the year below him in school and witnessed his ‘King Steve’ era but no matter what he and his friends did to you, that smile never failed to make you fall for him harder. when your best friend Robin got a job at Scoops Ahoy, you were shocked to see him in the stupid sailers hat, serving ice cream to a mum and her daughter and that’s when your relationship with him flourished.

“you wanna come downstairs? the kids wanna watch The Wizard of OZ and Aurora is insisting on sitting next to you” you said, kissing his cheek. he blushed slightly, a shy smile spreading across his face as he replied. “yeah i’ll be down in a minute” he said, watching you nod before getting up and walking down the stairs. it didn’t take long for Steve to follow you downstairs, seeing the kids on the sofa and you standing over by the VHS player, baby Lottie in your arms. he sat down in the middle of Aurora and Finley, both kids snuggling into his sides as he wrapped his arms around them.

“you mind holding her for a minute whilst i get the snacks and go to the bathroom?” you asked as you walked over to Steve and the kids. he shook his head and had to unwrap his arms from both kids, making them protest against it. “hey, there’s plenty of me right go around” he joked, making you laugh loudly as you walked into the kitchen. “daddy” Aurora said as she turned to look at him. “yes Aurora” he replied, boyish smile on his face as he looked back at her. “what are your scars from?” she asked innocently, this was it. this was where he was going to have to explain what happened.

he coughed before shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “well, it happened to me when i was 19. i had to go fight this bad guy but before i could get to him i had to fight these bats. they were so scary. there were about four of them and they fought me basically” he said, lifting up his shirt to show the scars, one arm holding Lottie upright. he didn’t want to go into to much detail where it scared them for life but just enough that they fought was definitely enough. “woah daddy. that’s so cool” Aurora said, her small hand going to stroke the scarring gently. “did it hurt daddy?” Finley asked shyly, hand also going to stroke the scars.

“yeah they did for a bit but not anymore” he replied, smiling at the two kids who stared at the scars fascinated by them. “your daddy is a hero” you said, walking in with a variety of snacks which you placed on the coffee table in front of them. “daddy saved the world with Uncle Dustin” you carried on, smiling at the two kids as you sat down next to Finely who’s hand was stroking the ridges of the scars softly, scared he was going to hurt his dad.

“daddy saved the world? daddy’s a superhero” Aurora said excitedly as she looked at the two of you. “i wanna be a hero” Finley said after Aurora, turning to look at you, his hand never leaving the scars. Steve felt his eyes full with tears. here he was worrying his kids would be terrified of the scars littered across his body but they were fascinated with them that they loved them. “okay i wouldn’t call me a superhero” he laughed, his emotions almost getting the best of him.

“but you are daddy, you saved the world so you’re a superhero” Aurora replied to him. “daddy most definitely is a superhero in my eyes” you said to her, making his heart fill with love. a type of love he’d never felt before. he felt a few tears fall down his face as he looked at you, a smile placed on your lips as you looked at him. you let your hand find his cheek and wiped the tears away, Steve wasn’t one to show his emotions often so for him to do this made you feel proud. he was finally showing his emotions instead of masking them.

“thank you” he mouthed to you as your hand stroked his cheek softly, your smile growing wider. “daddy, do you think you could tell us more stories” Aurora asked, Finley agreeing immediately. Lottie babbles loudly as she looked around at the four of you, making your attention turn to her. once she realised all eyes were on her her face turned neutral for a minute before she giggled loudly making all of you smile and laugh along with her. “okay fine, what do you guys want to hear about?” Steve said, breaking the laughter. you watch Steve start telling the kids about how he helped Dustin and Lucas save Max, their hands still rubbing the scars gently, your eyes full of adoration for him. you were proud that he told the kids about his scars and you loved their reaction. Steve was definitely destined to be a dad and you loved watching how he interacted with the kids, you knew Steve was definitely going to come out of his shell more now that they knew and you loved it.

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shadow-schemer · 10 months

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REALLY OBSESSED with the art direction. I could stare at the Environs and Card Animations for Hours. Yes even the Fantastic Beasts movies are illustrated as well!

I'm gladly sorted into Hufflepuff like always 👍

(Story Pace in comparison to Beta version)

Story and pace wise there are a lot of immersive things I will miss from the Beta version. But I guess they have to fast track the plot to get to the gameplay immediately.

You can choose your dialogue options when talking to Hagrid and the NPCs as soon as you finish your name input. Your responses throughout the Diagon Alley segment will influence the House the Sorting Hat will pick for you.

Ivy was introduced right away in Ollivanders. This is a major improvement for both Plot Establishment and Gameplay Mechanics! So when she goes missing during the Sorting Ceremony, the player can actually care because she's been with you since the beginning.

Harry will help you find and go through Platform 9 3/4. The MC doesnt know who he is but it's A Moment for me. Since the game is now for PC as well, I guess they had to remove it?

The entire Sorting Hat Song cutscene that introduces you to the four houses and their qualities. I saved it for safe keeping. They shouldn't have cut it out though. It's a nice song that fits the feel of EA Games' run of the Harry Potter franchise.

Speaking of the soundtrack, it does feel close to Jeremy Soule's but is still very distinct on its own.

The main cast is named one by one (Robyn, Kevin, Lottie, Daniel, Cassandra, Fischer and Colby) in the Sorting Ceremony. In my opinion it was the perfect segment instead of the one currently.

Cassandra's mean personality got drastically toned down in my opinion but it does show her fair and mature side more. Though I miss how MEAN she was in First and Second Year! Third Year was when the Main Cast's attitudes get subdued because of Dementor Presence and the Ministry Inquisition grilling the student body for NOTME.

The entire Dance Ball segment in general. It was an Event TM! In the Beta Version, the Dance Ball opens only after Ivy is found which, in my opinion, is the better pace compared to the one currently. The choice for partners were Ivy and Daniel. Cassandra only becomes available in Third Year. In the Beta version, it shows more of Daniel's real personality as Shy rather than the Mean and Stand-offish attitude he shows to others ("I have to hold hands? And talk?? What am I supposed to say while dancing???" And regardless of gender MC will say "You can hold hands and dance with me and talk about Potions so you won't feel awkward with anybody else!" "Yeah let's do it!"). With Ivy, she is still flustered because she was The Missing Student since the Sorting Ceremony. So MC, regardless of gender, will ask her to dance and take her mind off of her anxiety before she eats the entire table lol.

Plus the Camera was stable.

#HPMA #HARRY POTTER #HARRY POTTER MAGIC AWAKENED

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aurumacadicus · 2 years

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Fictober 15/31 -- “What are you doing?”

I’m hoping to get all of the Avengers’ dresses described in this series and if I don’t, I might do some extra ficlets just to shove them in your face. Over 1K so look out for the cut!

Lottie was moving off the elevator before the doors had even opened all the way. She immediately rammed into Steve and fell down, sketchbook and pencils going flying.

“Why do you do that?” Steve asked, forlorn, having not moved an inch. “I don’t even stand right in front of the doors anymore. You gain speed.”

“I can’t say why I do it,” Lottie replied with a wince as he grabbed her arm to pull her to her feet, reaching back to rub her tailbone. “I just have, as long as I can remember. I get nervous and just need off.”

Steve sighed. “I’m going to keep being in the way.”

“At least you don’t get hurt,” Lottie grumbled, bending to gather up her pencils as Steve got her sketchbook. “I once took out a small child.”

Steve at least had the decency to wince instead of laugh at her, like most people did. Lottie had to admit she couldn’t fault when people did laugh, though. “I see.”

“You don’t,” Lottie muttered, but only because she could tell he was trying very hard not to ask her what happened after she knocked down a toddler. “Anyway! Were you leaving? Can I ask you a few quick questions before you go?”

“I was just going to meet Thor in the gym,” Steve replied, then looked up at the ceiling. “JARVIS, can you let Thor know I’m going to be a couple minutes late? Thanks.”

“Of course, Captain,” JARVIS answered promptly.

Lottie blinked at him. “Do you always look at the ceiling when you ask JARVIS things?”

“It’s polite to make eye contact,” Steve said defensively.

“…A lot of things about you are making sense, Steve,” Lottie answered after a minute. She turned and began toward the couch, leaving him spluttering in confusion behind her. “Anyway, I don’t know if Bruce or Tony told anyone, but I’m entering the contest for Van Dyne Fashion and designing dresses for all of the Avengers. I thought it might be cool if the one for Captain America was designed sort of like a dress from the forties!” She opened her sketchbook and began spreading out some of the references she’d printed out. “I’ve worked up a couple sketches, but I wanted to get an opinion from someone who actually remembers them. I know the colors won’t exactly mesh with forties dresses, but I’m mostly worried about getting the shape… right…” She paused, realizing Steve hadn’t come up beside her, and turned, brows furrowing together in confusion. “Steve?”

Steve had a hand over his mouth, just staring at her. He looked… overwhelmed, was the only thing that came to mind. Touched, maybe? She shifted in her seat, suddenly uncomfortable. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked.

Steve eventually seemed to realize she needed a response of some sort, even if it was just to tell her to fuck off, because he quickly dropped his hand, clearly his throat. “Yeah,” he said, voice rough. “Let me see what you’ve got.”

“You don’t have to,” Lottie offered as he finally walked over to sit beside her on the couch. “I’m sure no one else is really going to notice—”

“It’s fine,” Steve said firmly, reaching out so his fingers hovered over a printout of a picture of an old magazine. He set his hand down on it, thumb smoothing over the skirt, and Lottie wondered if he was imagining someone else’s face on the model. She didn’t ask, and he quickly turned his attention to the sketches she’d turned her sketchbook to instead. “Oh,” he said, surprised, and picked up the book to bring it into his lap. “These are very nice. You did a good job.” The corner of his mouth curved up into a wry smile. “Huh, the colors really don’t go, do they?”

Lottie watched him for a moment, just to see if she was going to see anymore longing, but it seemed like whatever he’d been feeling, he’d closed the shutters on it. “I’m confident I can make it so that it won’t look like a star-spangled mess,” she finally said, smiling back at him. “I was thinking like your original outfit, a blue skirt, a red- and white-striped bodice, and blue collar and sleeves. I’m still trying to figure out a way to make the star work.”

“If anyone can, it’s you,” Steve replied, flipping to the next page. “I like that you experimented with necklines. You don’t see a lot of square or keyhole necklines anymore. I think square might work best.”

“That’s what I was leaning toward. I was afraid if I tried a sweetheart or V, I’d make it too plunging for the time period,” Lottie admitted, leaning in so she could see which sketches he was looking at. She pointed at one with cap sleeves. “I was thinking of doing shoulder pads. The websites said they were popular back then?”

Steve nodded absently. “Yeah, to give women a more masculine frame. I heard they came back in the eighties, but they’re out of fashion again now.”

“Yeah,” Lottie agreed. “I saw a lot of belts, too, were belts common?”

“Almost every dress I saw had a belt,” Steve replied. He reached out for a pencil, then held it up over her sketchbook. “Do you mind?”

“Not at all,” Lottie said, unsure how to say she’d been trying to figure out how to ask him to draw a silhouette without being weird the entire time.

Steve picked a spot between two other sketches, glancing back between them and the lines he was drawing. “All skirts were A-line, and shortened to the knee so that they didn’t take up as much fabric, and also so that women could move more easily as they entered the workforce. Cap sleeves got more popular, but there were also puff sleeves.” He made a few sharp lines with the pencil. “You have a lot more fabrics now, but when I was growing up, dresses were made of cotton, rayon, or wool. You could add sheers, velvet, and silk for afternoon semi-formal attire, or chiffon or shiny rayon for evening. I think maybe stick with a little less formal, though. Maybe a pointed collar if you want to get that kind of military feel to it, those were popular too.”

Lottie leaned over so she could watch him draw. The dress he’d sketched looked a lot like hers, except that he’d done shoulder pads and longer cap sleeves. He’d drawn a hat, too. “Were hats popular?” she asked, as his pencil stuttered to a stop. She blinked when she didn’t say anything, then looked up at him, concerned. “Steve?”

Steve blinked down at the sketch, then coughed, lifting his free hand to rub the back of his head. “Yeah. Hats were popular,” he said, and then hastily added, “I think they made hat pins that had the shield on the side that would be visible on them.”

Lottie stared at him for a moment, frowning, then decided not to push. It seemed like something… incredibly personal. “Okay. Maybe I’ll add a hat!” she decided, taking the sketchbook back from him. “I wonder if they still sell hat pins. Maybe I can find some on eBay. Thanks, Steve! I really appreciate it.”

“No problem,” Steve replied, reaching out to pick up one of the other pictures she’d printed out and looking at it.

There was a weight, to the way he said it. Lottie watched him for a moment, unsure of what to say, before she looked back down at the sketch he’d done. She wondered what he drew in his own sketchbook. She’d never asked. She hesitated, then reached out and gently put her hand on top of his where it was resting on his knee. Steve didn’t say anything, but he did sort of lean over, pressing their shoulders together. Lottie smiled.

“What are you doing?” Thor asked, leaning his arms on the back of the couch, and Lottie swore he smirked when she screamed and popped into a leopard.

“I don’t understand why everyone thinks you’re so nice,” Steve complained. “You know this isn’t good for her clothes? She’s ripped her shirt.”

“Because older siblings have to be sneaky if they’re going to be mean to their younger ones,” Thor answered simply. “When I asked JARVIS why you were going to be late, he told me you were meeting Lottie, and I thought I might come up and say hello. Hadn’t seen her in a while.”

Lottie shifted back into a human, pointing at him angrily. “You’re lucky I wasn’t wearing a bra, bucko, or I would’ve been pissed. Do you know how hard it is to find a bra that supports you, is comfortable, and doesn’t cost an arm, a leg, and your firstborn child?”

“Midgardians should go back to corsets and stays,” Thor said.

“They’re even more expensive,” Lottie told him flatly, arm falling to her side. She blinked when she realized Steve was pulling his shirt off, frowning, then sighed when he handed it to her. “You know I don’t mind, Steve.”

Steve huffed, keeping his eyes to the side. “I mind.”

“Okay,” Lottie sighed, pulling the shirt over her head. The bottom hem fell to her mid-thigh, and the neck nearly hung off one shoulder. She blinked down at it, then pulled the chest taut. “Do you have bigger boobs than me?”

“Oh my god,” Steve sighed, rubbing his hands over his face.

“Natasha asked him the same thing,” Thor told her helpfully, and Lottie threw her head back to laugh as Steve lunged over the couch at him.

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