#time for the teaaa

[itspeanutlove]

that moment when you realize that your family members probably have undiagnosed mental conditions and desperately want (and have at one point literally begged for u and them to go to a therapist) but they deny that said conditions even exist

that moment when you realize "uh. i might have inherited that ngl"

#mental health #based off of me realizing i might be autistic but high functioning #as opposed to my little brother who is low functioning #but i didnt know it because any time i brought it up to my mom she just goes #“youre being dramatic” or “its normal #but when i bring it up to my friends theyre like “?? what no thats not normal” #my entire life i thought throwing up cuz a food has a texture i dont like was a picky eater thing #that not liking sleeves that arent super loose because i hated the way it rubs my arms is not normal #that hating going to church or having to go to the bathroom in theaters cuz its too loud is not normal #plus having difficulties in reading people's expressions and emotions and just having to guess... idk #i just thought that was normal but. its not #and im also realizing that depression runs in my moms side of the family (and my grandma probably has bipolar and narcissism??) #sorry for trauma dumping randomly but damn the teaaa #but yeah uh. i remember when my mom made fun of me cuz i kept stimming by throwing tape against a wall n catching it #her going “you're not autistic like your brother #so dont do it!“ #like dang girl

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scent of the pine. 2 (e.w.)

wc;cw : 5.4k, ANGSTTTT, sistersbestfriend!ellie, gutarist/producer!ellie, age gap(three years), violinist!oc, all ocs r black coded yall see it, queers being queer omg so lame🙄, descriptions of mania, anxiety and panic attacks, depression, lots of crying, yelling and screaming, ellie’s mean, but so is big sis😛, reader getting bold oop, slight smut(ellie gets head, but nothing super descriptive), like one mention of vaping/drinking, more time skips :|, cat’s kinda rich and hot😳, protective big sis struggles :(, more sad, brief mention of deceased and verbally abusive parents clock that teaaa :O, actual classical music references bc i’m a nerd obsessed w orchestras

It was December, you were fifteen, and you haven’t heard from Ellie since her birthday. 

After you and your sister frantically left the Miller residence, you’d broke down on your front porch. Despite your attempts of trying to hide your devastation from your sister until you at least got inside, so many emotions—sadness, anger, love, lovelovelove — exploded right in front of your front door. 

What the fuck did she say to you?! your sister had asked angrily. You knew in your gut that she hadn’t been upset with you, but you couldn’t help the immense guilt that overtook your body. You’d unintentionally dragged your beloved sister into you and her best friend’s one-sided, fucked up love story. Even though you knew your sister loved Ellie, she loved you more and she would pick you over anyone that she knew without a second of doubt. You might’ve just ruined twelve years of friendship. You hated yourself. You wanted to disappear. 

Your sister had calmed you down enough for you to regain functionality and quietly walk inside so that you wouldn’t wake your mother. She’d bent down to help you unlace your boots as you dug your palms into your eyes. Your sister had quickly hung up her keys on the holder on the wall, tossed her clutch on the couch, and guided you upstairs. 

After both of you got to her room, she gently closed the door behind you before she started pressing you for information. She was always there to gently talk you back down to earth when you were overwhelmed, but when her angered tone penetrated your ears and your skull, you knew you wouldn’t be getting out of this one easily. 

“What the fuck just happened!” she angrily whispered as she trapped your back to the door with an accusatory point of her finger. 

Your trembles began peaking again. All you could do was shake your head. Don’t say it. Don’t. You were so frazzled that you hadn’t noticed your sister’s phone buzzing in her hand the second you both left. Ellie. You knew it was Ellie. It had to be her. Ellie. Oh god. EllieEllieEllie—

She’d raised her voice slightly as she called your name in attempts to regain your attention. 

You’d gripped your black cloak tighter in your hands. Nononono don’t say it don’t—

“I'm in.. I… love…her.” you’d barely whispered. 

She choked out a small what. 

You’d squeezed your eyes shut as more tears escaped at a pace you couldn’t control. 

“I… Lov..e,” you whimpered out, your voice cracking. You could barely breathe. 

Your sister's eyes had widened in acknowledgement before her expression fell, and it made you sob harder. 

Your sister had fallen silent after your very shaky and gay admission that night. 

She brought herself down from the initial shock before she coaxed you through your breathing exercises. Once she noticed that you had finally calmed down, she gently took your hand in hers and led you towards her private bathroom. She watched you jump onto the sink as she turned the water on before she quickly retreated to her room to grab herself and you some pajamas and wash clothes from her dresser. 

When she returned, she handed you your usual oversized t-shirt, which you stood to change into, before she put your washcloth under the cool stream of water and patted your still burning face. She noticed you’d been closely watching her expression with the hopes of finding anything in her eyes, but she remained stoic and moved on autopilot. 

She’d quickly changed clothes, washed her face, and put her bonnet on before walking you both back into her bedroom and to her bed. She went to her usual side before getting under her cotton sheets, tucking herself in with her back turned to you. 

She’d felt you ease into the bed before you shuffled closer whispering a gentle and terrified do you hate me? in which she simply shook her head no against her pillow. 

She felt you wrap your smaller arms around her frame as you held her close, and she finally allowed the tears she’d held back to overflow. She prayed you hadn’t noticed. 

She’d felt you squeeze tighter. 

Your birthday was still. 

Even though your friends had gone all out for your special day, —they baked you red velvet cupcakes and brought balloons to your first period classroom, much to your teacher’s dismay— you faked your excitement and enthusiasm even though you appreciated their grand gesture. 

When you’d finally gained the courage to invite them over to tell them what happened on that traumatic night, they’d been nothing but supportive and comforting. Starr even hollered out a fuck ellie! into your shoulder for extra emphasis as she hugged you, in which you sadly, but jokingly replied not too much. 

Your sister had been driving you to school that week due to your mother’s new work duties—bless her heart— and every time she caught your eyes in the rearview mirror, she quickly dropped them, staring back at the road blankly. She’d mumbled out a see you at three as she parked on the curb of your campus, which you sadly nodded at before you got out of the car with your violin case in hand. 

She never used to drop you off without an i love you! and be safe! 

You’d ruined everything. 

Ellie was a wreck. 

She couldn’t gather the strength to contact your sister, you, or even your mother for over a month and her self-inflicted negligence had her experiencing a loss that she hadn’t felt since her fucking mom died. A vacancy. An emptiness. 

After you fled from the patio that night, she instinctively moved to chase after you with a shout of your name before her girlfriend released a shriek of are you seriously fucking leaving right now, el, what the fuck?! and her tone made her halt. Her breathing had been heavy, but she was practically hyperventilating now, picking hard at her scarred cuticles as hot tears filled her eyes, and she immediately regretted throwing this fucking party. Fuck Halloween and fuck Jason fuck everything—

She’d memorized that tone from the countless arguments she had with her girlfriend— her mom—about choice. Specifically, the ones that she made. 

You either stay here with me, or you go live with your fucking dad and never see me again! It’s up to you! 

She knew that she had to choose between you: someone who treated her so gently, looked at her like she hung the stars in the sky, saw her in her purest form. And someone she accidentally fell in love with. Someone who tended to her wounds. Someone who provided a good distraction from the chaotic world that surrounded her. 

And at that moment, she decided that person wasn’t you. 

She exhaled deeply before turning, defeatedly walked back to her girlfriend in resignation. She’d fallen back into the arms that pulled her out of her own darkness. Dina (who’d been desperately calling your sister since you two left), Jesse, and the rest of her friends had nearly torn the back door off the hinges at how hard they pulled it open, loudly asking what the fuck was going on with you. Cat had hissed something at them all, but Ellie couldn’t hear anything over the loud pounding in her ears. She needed to lay down. 

She’d slowly lifted her head up from her girlfriend’s shoulder and turned, accidentally meeting Dina’s eyes. 

They were always so comforting. So gentle. 

They made her think of your sister. Of you. 

And now here she was. Sat on the edge of her girlfriend's bed with her customized electric and embroidered pic in hand. Almost two months later, and she’d made no effort to contact either of you. Your sister was loyal, and she was almost positive you hated her, so she didn’t push either of you to do anything. 

But even then, she couldn’t get the crushing look of heartbreak in your eyes out of her mind. It ate at her. 

There was no way in hell you had a crush on her. 

Right? Right? 

She was pulled from her thoughts by hands on her back, slowly sliding up her shoulders, soft and caressing, light kisses being pressed onto her neck. She shivered. 

Cat had invited her to her parents’ vacation loft in Los Angeles for a week so that she could get a feel of the fast-paced lifestyle that only existed in the city. Her dad had feared letting her go to another state alone, but she was able to convince him with a surprise charcuterie board brunch for the two of them. 

Joel had always been a wine mom.

She’d desperately needed a change of scenery after everything erupted, and her girlfriend wanted nothing more than to give her that. She had been having an enjoyable time, much to her surprise, throwing herself into any creative escape she could—playing guitar, going to karaoke with Cat and her drunk friends, painting, even producing (something that she fell in love with a year ago)—but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she’d been missing something. 

She placed her pic and guitar on the mattress before turning her head to connect her lips with Cat as she wrapped her smaller hand around her throat to hold her still. Heat swirled in her belly as she whimpered, her girlfriend pushing her tongue past her lips to slide onto hers. Her girlfriend gently pushed her onto her back before swinging her left leg over to straddle her, reconnecting their lips in a heated kiss. Ellie grinded her hips up to meet Cat while she pushed down to meet hers, both girls letting out wanton moans into each other's mouths. 

Cat tore at Ellie’s clothes and sensually kissed her way down her body until her head was between her trembling legs as she drew moan after whine after pant from the flushed, freckled girl’s mouth. She felt nothing but a hot, building feeling in the pit of her stomach before her peak slammed into her as her eyes rolled back and body trembled while she gripped the black sheets. 

She came down from her euphoria as her girlfriend pressed gentle kisses all over her chest and face while she hit her girl’s nic that’d been discarded on the nightstand, exhaling the smoke. 

Ellie was supposed to feel completely elated: this was all she’d ever wanted. All her little heart had dreamed of. But she couldn’t rid herself of the guilt festering in her stomach like roaches. 

A strong, drowning guilt. 

March came along, and you were slowly regaining your footing. 

To say that these cold months were hard would be a grave understatement. You’d been having trouble eating and sleeping. Even if you did get an increment of shut eye, when you’d awoken, you wished you hadn’t as you gazed at the frost that had coated your bedroom window. Your violin case had been collecting dust in the corner of your room and you couldn’t even bring yourself to care. 

Arya had become so concerned that she almost told your mother about your behavior before you pleadingly begged her not to. She reluctantly fell back, but she, as well as Kris and Starr, kept a close eye on you afterwards. 

The only upside to your winter was that your sister began speaking to you again in January. Gentle how are you’s turned into i’m sorrys that turned into tear-riddled i love you so muchs, not knowing that you’d been praying that she would forgive you and your wrongs. 

After the rough patch with your sister was stitched up, you began to manically memorize all six of Niccolò Paganini’s concertos, declining all your friend’s invites to hang out. 

If your brain wanted to be your arch nemesis, fine, but you were at least going to try to fight back with the shrilling notes of Adagio. 

One late night, your practicing had gotten so intense that your mother barged into your room practically begging you to lay the fuck down and go to sleep, with which you stubbornly replied sleep is for the weak! before starting the entire first concerto from the beginning… for the seventh time. You watched her shake her head before gently shutting the door. I turned my baby into a monster, she’d thought on the walk back to her bedroom. 

You put your small remainder of energy into your math homework, into cleaning, into violin, hell, you’d even asked your sister if she could dig up her rusted, pink recorder from her multitude of stuffed boxes in her closet so you could learn and practice, which threw her for a whim. She said hell the fuck no. 

Although you'd looked like you'd been hit by thirty oncoming buses for the entire month of February, your musical perception had been the best it's ever been. Every time you shut your eyes, your surroundings melted into the black and white lines from your sheet music, symphonic melodies drowning out the white noise in your head. 

This was real joy; this was real love! —

“Bro, what the fuck are you smiling at? Kris was just telling us about how her cat predicted her grandma's death.” 

You were quickly pulled from your colorful fantasy by Arya’s voice, crashing back down to your friends who were sitting at the small lunch table with you. They’d been looking at you like you lost your mind. 

“OH, uh, I was just, um… thinking about this joke my sister told me this morning! It’s been on my mind all day,” you said with a sheepish laugh. 

“Mhmm. What was the joke.” Starr said with a blank stare. 

Dammit, uh! —

“Girl, we all know you’ve been going through it lately, but you’re going to have to get over this shit at some point,” Kris said, gently placing her hand on yours. “What you’re doing isn’t… healthy.” 

You were immediately in defense-mode, straightening your back before your eyes hardened at your friend, snatching your hand back from underneath your friend's manicured hand, making her flinch. 

“I thought I told y’all not to give me pity anymore, I’m fine, I’ve been fine this whole time actually,” you said, annoyed, “I just got distracted, it’s not that serious.” 

“Calm the hell down,” Arya, just as irritated, cut in. “We’re not giving you a fucking pity party, we’re concerned, as we should be. You’ve been rippin’ and runnin’ since fucking New Years, sorry for actually caring about your well-being.” 

Her scolding immediately made you remorseful as the angry crease in your eyebrows relaxed, your eyes softening. 

Your eyes met Kris's even softer ones, reaching out for her hand that was left on the table, “‘m sorry, I didn’t mean to throw that… on you like that,” you said, embarrassed at your behavior. 

“I’m… I’m sorry.” 

Starr, who was seated next to you, threw her arm over your shoulder to pull you closer before planting a wet smooch on your forehead. 

“Don’t apologize, you fuckin’ asshole,” she said with a cheesy grin. “Just stop going off on the people that wanna see you happy. We want what’s best for you because you deserve it. End of story.” 

“You bitches are so corny, I swear to god.” Arya said with a fat eye roll, before getting up to lean over the table to kiss your cheek. 

You loved them so bad, holy shit. 

When you were at school, your sister received a phone call from Ellie. 

She had been seated on the living room couch, munching on microwavable Kraft mac ‘n cheese while rewatching the seventh season of Bad Girls Club before her phone started vibrating on the table. 

She almost declined it, but something in the back of her mind told her to swallow her pride and hear her out. Even if she was only given five minutes. 

She put down her cup of mac, picked up her phone, and clicked the green button at the bottom of the screen before bringing it up to her ear. 

It was silent for some seconds before a raspy voice that she missed so dearly rang through her head. 

“Umm… hey. Are you busy right now?” 

Your sister pulled into the mall complex that was ten minutes away from your house on Ellie’s orders of yeah i’ll be by the old Chik-Fil-A building just lmk when ur here and i’ll come 2 u. At first, she was skeptical that Ellie and her weird ass girlfriend were planning to jump her, but after Ellie explained that she worked full-time at the record shop in the complex and that she would be on break, she accepted. 

She pulled into a parking spot before reaching for her phone and sending her a here, to which she replied with a comin. 

She got out of her car before locking it, walking up and onto the sidewalk of the complex. She turned around at the call of her name, finally making eye contact with the girl that she would’ve never expected to fall out with. 

She still looked cute, though. Good for her. 

“…hey.” Ellie said 

“What’s up.” your sister replied stoically. 

“Nothin’, trying to make money,” she said with a soft laugh before gesturing behind your sibling to the mall bench. “We can sit if you wanna.” 

“I’m good.” 

She took a deep breath at the tone of her voice before softly replying “Okay… umm... how’ve you been doing?” 

Your sister was starting to get aggravated with her friend’s…? Foe? She didn’t even know anymore… this girl’s attempt at small talk, so she cut it short. 

“Ellie, why'd you call me out here.” 

The girl paused, taken aback, “Are you really going to act like that right now?” 

“Don’t try to question me right now! Where the fuck have you been?!”

“I should be asking you the same shit! You didn’t care enough to reach out to me either!” She said, voice raising with hers. Regular mallgoers were starting to look at the two of them crazy, but neither of them cared. 

“Why the fuck would I reach out to you when all this shit is your fault! And before you try to fuckin’ lie, my sister told me everything!” 

“Oh yeah? She told you everything? What the fuck did she say, then?” 

“How you called her a little fuckin’ kid in front of your bitch ass girlfriend! —“ 

“Watch your fucking mouth!” 

“FUCK YOU AND HER!” your sister screamed out, waving her arms around. Poor little Jimmy in the Spider-man onesie that was glued to his mom. 

“THEN FUCK YOU TOO! I knew talking to your stubborn ass would be fucking pointless anyway!” 

“I’m sure she’s gonna have a fuckin’ field day when she hears about how you’re acting right now,” your sister said with a scoff, referencing you. 

“Fuckin’ tell her! Tell her how bad of a person I am, maybe it’ll fucking slap some sense into her,” she said viciously. Your sister dropped her purse and attempted to pounce on her best friend, before the mall security pulled up in a worn golf cart with a gruff hey! what’s the big idea?! 

Both girls had been breathing heavily, faces inches away from each other, before your sister let out a harsh, shaky sigh, picking up her purse from the mall bench. 

“You know she told me she was in love with you?” your sister said shakily. Ellie froze, eyes slightly softening, before she tensed up again, releasing a scoff. 

“Oh my fucking god, you gotta be kidding me,” she said as she rubbed her hands down her face in exasperation. Both girls stood in silence before Ellie snapped. 

“How many times do I have to say that it doesn’t… fucking matter. You’re both mad at me for calling her a fucking kid when she is a fucking kid! You really thought we would fucking… ride off into the sunset and be together, are you fucking serious?” 

“Nobody’s saying that! —“ 

“I'm gonna have to escort you two off the premises if you don’t cut it out right now— “ 

“Don’t fucking bother, we’re done talking,” Ellie spat nastily. “Go the fuck home.” 

The freckled girl quickly turned away and angrily stomped down the sidewalk and back into her work building. 

Your sister stood there stunned, eyes sweltering, before the—fucking annoying— mall cop addressed her, “Ma’am, do you need me to call someone to come get you”—

“No.” she gritted out harshly before walking back to her car just as pissed. 

The minute she slammed her car door shut, she broke. 

She sobbed and sobbed hard, hitting her steering wheel since she couldn't get her hands on the person she wanted, making her horn accidentally honk! which scared the fuck out of this old lady walking with her grocery bags. 

Your sister didn’t care. All she could do was sit there and pray that her ex-best friend would run up to her car, tear the door open, and hold her close like she used to when she was upset. 

But Ellie never came, and it made your sister wail harder. 

She'd lost one of the most important people in her life, and there was nothing she could do about it now. 

After your sister regained control of her trembling hands, she pulled out of her parking spot and sped home. 

You’d texted her earlier that one of your friends would drop you off because you were all getting ice cream, and she’d never been more grateful for someone having a car. 

She pulled into the driveway and just sat there, thinking. 

How the fuck did we get here, she thought. She wanted to light one up so fucking badly, but she would have to use her lighter that she left in her car for ‘emergencies’, as she called them. 

She took a deep breath before opening her car door and walking onto the porch, unlocking the front door and going inside. Of course the universe, once again, had to prove its hatred for her: one of the first pictures on the glass decorative table had been one of her, all her friends, and you at her thirteenth birthday, her and Ellie in the middle hugging each other as hard as their small frames would allow. 

It was silent. 

Nobody was home.

And she allowed herself to break down with her back pressed against the front door. 

You had a surprisingly good day! 

Despite the small hiccup with your friends at the lunch table, you all committed to your usual after-school routine: eating your weight in Ben and Jerry’s! Of course, all three of you ended up jumping on Kris for wasting six dollars on a pint of vanilla ice cream, to which she defended the ‘most versatile and rich flavor! cry about it!’

After Arya dropped you off with a catcall and a scream of see ya tomorrow, sexy! you, with hands full of half-empty pints of Cherry Sangria, walked inside to find your sister laid out on the couch in a fetal position with a throw blanket over her, snoring gently. Her poor back! 

You kicked your shoes off before jogging to the kitchen to put the pints into the freezer and head right back to the couch, gently coaxing your sister awake. 

However, the more you looked at her face, the more you saw the distress, the dried tears, the photograph from her thirteenth clutched in her arms. You immediately began to worry when she stayed asleep. 

You called out her name a little louder before she jolted awake, and as soon as she saw the concerned look on your face, she broke again. You barely had a chance to react before she sat up to throw her arms around you, sobbing into your neck. Your sister may have gotten emotional in front of you occasionally, but it was never like this. She could barely talk, and it scared you. 

“What happened? Where's Ellie? Is she okay?” you asked frantically. 

“S…she… I think she hates me now.” she barely whimpered out. 

“Okay, just try to breathe, tell me what happened,” you said as calmly as you could, even though your heart was racing in your chest. 

And she told you everything. 

You had never been angrier in your life. 

Your feelings were definitely hurt after your sister spilled the gory details of today, and you were sad after listening about what your sister had to endure alone, but you were so, so fucking heated. 

After getting your sister tucked into bed, you immediately ran back downstairs the minute you heard her snore to put your shoes on and stomp down the road to the dreaded house. Ellie could be mad all she wanted, but making your sister cry was enough to make you see red. 

The walk had been short and frantic and the second you reached the Miller porch; you banged on the door with all you had. Sorry, Joel. 

Much to your… you didn’t even know what you felt when you saw Ellie (she had on sleep shorts and her strong arms and tattoo were exposed and oh god, stay fucking focused) open the door, but she immediately started pressing you about your disturbance. 

“Dude what the fuck. Why are you knocking like you're a fucking cop?!” 

“Where’s your dad?” 

“…sleeping, why?” 

“Get the hell out here! Right now, c’mon!” you said as aggressively as you muster. You didn't want to walk that sweet man up with your fussing.

Ellie was obviously shocked at your tone, but she came onto the porch anyway with a steady glare in her eyes. You held your own. 

“Why did you yell at my sister today? Have you… fried all your fucking braincells or something? —

“First of fucking all, she yelled at me first, so don’t try it! Don’t try to act like you're so innocent and holier than thou either, this is just as much your fault as everyone else’s!” 

“How is this my fault?!” 

“Ask your sister! Or did she leave the ‘how obsessed you are with me’ part out?” 

Pull it together, hold it hold it— You took a shuddering, but deep, breath. 

“I’m not obsessed with you Ellie! Do you think I wanted any of this to happen, I couldn't help how I felt! It doesn’t excuse the fact that you took it out on her when all she ever did was care about you!” 

She scoffed before running an agitated palm down her face before she dropped an unexpected bomb on you. 

“I’m moving to Cali next month.” 

And your mouth and throat never felt so dry. 

“Don’t act like you care now. All you two wanted to do was blame me. It’s all my fault, right?” she pressed. You’d never felt so cornered. “Right?!” she repeated louder, making you flinch. 

“Don’t fucking worry, neither of you have to see me again after this.” 

“E…Ellie— “

“Fuck both of you honestly,” she said, and that was the final nail in your coffin. You could be buried right here if you wanted. Right at her feet where she crushed your heart. 

She bumped your shoulder before going back inside, slamming the front door shut so hard, wind blew past you. You hated how you cried harder at the familiar, formerly comforting scent of pine. 

You gasped out a breath… and gasped again and againandagain—

You couldn’t breathe or see, and your hand was grasping at your chest with the attempts of getting your heart to stop completely. You bent over to try to regain your breath, but it didn’t work, everything you learned was failing. 

You stumbled off the cursed porch and teetered back onto the sidewalk but oh god you couldn’t think—

An all too familiar voice gasped your name, making you cry and gasp harder. 

Dina. You heard her run up to you before putting a gentle hand on your back to help you straighten. 

“Oh my god, shhhhh, c’mon honey, let’s get you back home okay?” she sounded so worried, and you felt a wave of guilt wash over you. Why do you keep doing this to people you care about? 

Two weeks had passed since that night. 

After Dina brought you back to your home, taking the key from your pocket and unlocking the door, your sister and her made eye contact for the first time in months. 

Your sister had awoken to get some water to soothe her dry throat, grabbing her filled glass to sit on the couch and scroll through Twitter. 

She almost shat herself when the front doorknob started jiggling. She damn near shattered her filled glass on the coffee table in front of her, slamming it down to stand and grab the metal baseball bat that your mother always had near the front door. 

She hadn't moved fast enough, though, because the door shot open, revealing a pajama-clad Dina, guiding a panic-ridden you into the house. 

Your sister was shocked at first, but the second she saw your tear-soaked face gasping for air, she instantly went into protective mode, rushing over to help you with your breathing exercises. Dina hadn’t moved to speak, but she wasn’t leaving, either: she wanted to ensure that you came down safely. 

Neither Ellie, nor your sister, had told any of their friends about their turmoil, but they sensed something was off when they hadn’t seen the two of them in the same room together in a while. They never pressed out of respect for both girls, but to say that it hadn’t bothered them was simply untrue. 

Once you came down, your sister mumbled a quiet thank you, to Dina, to which she replied with a gentle of course, honey, thick brows pulled down in concern, her own eyes glossy. Your sister walked her out with a grateful nod after taking you to your room to lay down. 

This was the numbest you’d ever felt in your life. You hadn’t even cried since that night. You just…sat and looked. Looked and sat. 

You had been spending the first few days of your Spring Break in your room with headphones in your ears, Rondo ringing in your ears. Niccolò, you sly dog. Your friends asked you if you wanted to go camping with them and their families, but you politely declined. You couldn’t fathom moving or talking or breathing. So you sat. 

You had made some tough decisions, though. You were somewhat proud of yourself.

You, as well as your sister and then your mom (your sister hacked her Facebook, she didn’t notice), had blocked Ellie on everything.

No more grungy Instagram posts on your feeds, no more hotbox Snapchat stories, no more guitar-playing videos from IMessage. No more Ellie to plague your mind anymore. 

You were so numb. 

During early April, you and your sister drove by a U-Haul truck parked in front of the Miller residence after she picked you up from your violin lesson. Joel, Ellie, Dina, Jesse, and Cat were all outside on the lawn, goofing off as they carried boxes from the house and into the semi-loaded truck. You and your sister kept your gazes forward, eyes burning holes in the pavement under her car wheels. 

Although neither of you said it, Ellie hugging Joel while he lifted her off the sidewalk was the last memory you and your sister had of her. 

You were so, so numb. 

A/N: yall ab to be like omg noooo don’t do thiss😦😦 girl i did it🤭🤭 

praying i proofread enough please god like

but uhhhh yeah it might take a minute for the next part so pls be patient w me😗 but i’ve also been writing pretty quick so we’ll see ig but yeah writing sad shit 24/7 is hard but i love it so who cares :O anyway we’re about to get into the real tea next chap esp. w ellie :O i already started the outline and it’s already looking crazy just a warning😳 okay bye love uuuuu if you read this

pt. 3 here :D

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[satrs]

Heyyy I was wondering since it's like mothers day tmr

Could you do blue lock boys meeting your mom for the first time or like celebrating mothers day with her idk I thought it's a cute idea

Also Happy mothers dayyy

I loveee this!!! Tysm, happy mother’s day to you too and every mother out there🫶🏾🫶🏾

Son in law!

synopsis; meeting your mother for the first time!

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Shidou Ryusei. Michael Kaiser. Itoshi Sae. Bachira Meguru.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;0.8k.

Tags; mention of a stroke(once). mention of kids/marrige. fluff. nothin else me think

ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ 18+!

SHIDOU RYUSEI.

You were freaking out at first (understandable), but to your surprise, he was on his best behavior, amazing even.

He gets along with your mother very well, even brought her flowers and compliments her until no end.

"Now I know where your daughter got her gorgeous looks from."

Helps your mother with everything, bringing the food to the table, taking the dishes and cleaning them, all that.

Is all ears when your mom spills teaaa about your childhood. Intensely listens and snickers when she shows him embarrassing baby pictures of you, triggering you to pout with a frown on your face because you knew damn well he would tease you about it to no end.

You honestly fell in love with him a second time. And your mother sure did too.

She adores him. At some point, you even get jealous at how much of his attention is solely on your mother. But you're really glad it turned out better than you imagined (you thought he would be a literal menace and give your mother a stroke).

MICHAEL KAISER.

A TOTAL MOTHERS FAVOURITE I JUST KNOW IT. Everyyy mother wishes to have him as a son-in-law. And your mother is more than happy that he chose to fall in love with her child.

Doesn't even have to do more than greet her with a handsome smile, and kissing the back of her hand in a charming manner, and she's already giving you her blessing for marriage.

"Yes, when are we getting married, love? And your darling mother sure wants some grandkids, right?" His voice is drenched in charm, causing you AND your mother on the opposite side of the table to blush.

Won't shut up about his love for you. At some point, even makes sure your mother heard him say what he just said, LMAO. But your mom can see, and also hear from the way he talks to you, how much he loves you.

She's sure he's the right one and has not a single doubt about you both devotion for each other.

Already has the perfect marriage planned out in her head, fingers tingling to call up her connections.

Man. Just marry that man already and do your mother a favor.

ITOSHI SAE.

We got THE gentlemen of the gentlemen right here. He is kinda nervous to meet your mother for the first time, so he tries to do his best.

And with his best, I mean, buying ridiculously expensive gifts for her. Be it exquisite wine or jewelry from Cartier, he got it all.

You can only shake your head at his behavior, trying to explain to him that your mother will like him nonetheless, to no avail.

"I know, but, just to be sure."

And your mother was overjoyed when you both came over, almost jumping up and down as she got gift after gift from the young man.

He was actually pretty nervous??? But tried to not make it really obvious. It was kinda obvious. You noticed, but your mother didn't, too busy in inspection all the gifts he spoiled her with.

With time, he calmed down, less tense and cautious about the way he talks and what he talks about.

Your mother welcomed him in a heartwarming way, making him feel just as comfortable he is with you, all his worries flying right out the window.

BACHIRA MEGURU.

He's just the best. Literally.

You couldn't quite understand his worries, when he told you he fears that your mother might think he's an 'oddball' or 'weirdo'.

You assured him that your mother would love him just how you began to do years ago. He felt at ease at your words, taking a deep breath and checking himself in the review mirror of the car again before heading to the doorstep with you.

"I don't smell or anything, do I? Are the flowers alright?", you chuckled at his behavior, acting as if he was about to have an important job interview.

Well to him, it was an important interview, the interview of 'getting your mother to like him and maybe even accept him as her Son in Law in the near future'.

As soon as your mother open the door and embraces you and him in a tight, loving hug, all the nervous tension left his body in an instant.

He began to learn that he is a sucker for your mother's cooking. Babbles of how it's 'so good' and 'the best food he ever had' while still having chunks of food in his mouth, causing loud laughter to erupt from your lungs.

Most definitely takes the leftovers home with you, making sure to let her know again how delicious it was, causing your mother's heart to jump at the recognition of her lovingly made food.

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#◛⑅·˚ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ #♡˳ᴮᴸᴸᴷ #lec writes!۵ #blue lock x you #blue lock #blue lock fluff #shidou ryusei #michael kaiser #bllk #itoshi sae #bachira meguru #blue lock bachira #bachira fluff #shidou fluff #shidou x you #sae #blue lock sae itoshi #itoshi sae fluff

[sejanusxcoriyo]

Pairings: Josh Andrés Rivera x Fem!Actress!reader/ Tom Blyth x Rachel Zegler

Face Claim: Coco Jones

Type: Social Media AU

Summary: It's time for press tours before the movie airs in theaters. You, Rachel, Tom, and Josh are all together. How awkward will this get, and will everyone make it through as friends?

A/N: I will be using Olivia Rodrigo as his ex...she's just in this part🫶🏾

ynuser

ynuser Thanks for having us! The press tour was unbelievable and here are some of my favorite photos!

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Tagged: @/rachelzegler @/tomblyth @/hunterschafer

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Ynfan1 anyone notice how she posted Josh but didn't tag him🫤

↪️joshfan1 idk, maybe they are going through something?

Rachelzegler I'm soo stealing those photos of you and Tom😂

↪️ynuser just don't steal my photo of me and josh

↪️joshynfan1 AYO WHAT'S THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN????

Ynfan2 I have no clue what to think, she posted them but no tag and he didn't like it???

↪️joshfan2 maybe they don't want us to know

↪️ynfan2 bullshit, they avoided each other during the press tour

↪️rachelfan1 idk but maybe they want us to stay out of it🤷🏾‍♀️

Hunterschafer MOTHER??? EATING THE GIRLIES UP!!

↪️ynuser Coming from the queen herself❤️❤️❤️

↪️hunterschafer love you sm🫶🏻

↪️ynuser love you more🥰

Joshandresrivera ..I miss you

↪️rachelzegler 🤦🏾‍♀️

↪️joshfan3 yo is everything good???

↪️ynfan3 we should...I'm so confused

↪️joshynfan2 maybe we should give them privacy

↪️ynfan4 fuck privacy he posted on her page🤷🏾‍♀️

↪️joshfan4 I wonder what he did?

Tomblyth Damn we look good @/ynuser

↪️ynuser Tom you always look good🫦

↪️ynfan5 NOT HER FLIRTING WITH TOM😭😭😭

↪️Rachelzegler so you tryna fight🤺

↪️ynuser bring it on🤺

Joshandresrivera yn..answer my texts

↪️rachelfan2 oh yeah he did something

↪️ynfan6 oh sir what did you do?

↪️joahfan5 joshua...sir

↪️rachelzegler stop texting her, she won't answer you🙄

↪️rachelfan3 miss gurl...plz spill the teaaa

Text messages with Josh

Text messages with Rachel

Joshandresrivera

Joshandresrivera All I do is think of you, I think about what our future holds...I love you❤️

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Oliviaridrigo I love you❤️

↪️rachelzegler 🙄

↪️joshandresrivera 🫶🏾

↪️joshfan1 notice how he didn't say I love you back😭😭

↪️ynfan1 he definitely wrote this for yn

↪️joshynfan1 Olivia please, don't embarrass yourself🤦🏾‍♀️

Joshfan2 that man is in love fr fr

↪️ynfan2 right, look at this, a new puppy? I would melt

Rachelzegler Josh...

↪️joshandresrivera I already know..just please

↪️rachelzegler okay

↪️joshfan3 what are you begging for Joshua?

↪️rachelfan1 please spill! @/rachelzegler

↪️rachelfan2 spill

↪️joshfan4 what happened?

Ynfan3 does anyone noticed how that looks like yn house?

↪️ynfan4 I was thinking it but I didn't want to say anything

↪️joshynfan3 Josh and yn might be friends yk?

↪️ynfan5 from this post it looks like more than friends

Text messages with Josh

Text messages with Rachel

#tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #sejanus plinth #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #josh andres rivera #tom blyth #rachel zegler

[mercymaker]

Does your ascended astarion get other consorts following his first? How does my lovely lady handle the others!!!! I gotta know the teaaa

Eventually, maybe? As a way to spite her, I guess? But there's more to it.

I definitely see him surrounding himself with a retinue of beautiful men and women, some spawn, some not, that would do anything for him. However, 'the dark consort' I see being a sort of a title, a position within the household, it's his right hand, his closest spawn, his favorite. One, that while not being his equal in any way, holds power over others in his absence. And that seat belongs to Maleane. Even when she is eventually banished to her chambers and kept away from 'court', she still has that title. Because in Astarion's wretched black heart, she still holds that position, the closest thing to love he can even conceptualize. Because when he performed the ritual, that was the person he genuinely loved. And sure, that love got twisted and skewed into something entirely different, something possessive, obsessive, and dark, it's still there and nothing can change that.

And, I think, that's a source of a lot of contempt, eventually. When, in his eyes, she's being ungrateful and does not deserve everything he's given her, he can't replace her. He tries, of course, but nothing scratches that itch, nothing fills that void in his heart, yet he's too prideful to ever admit it. So he punishes her instead. Like a petulant child, like an ungrateful brat that can't learn her lesson. Because he, in his own twisted way, just wants her back. Because he thinks if he only shows her how bad things can get, she will understand how good it can be. If only she listened, obeyed, they could be together, like the good ole days!

As for the other, uh, "mistresses" (both male and female) Astarion has? Mal, at first, sort of clings to the idea of being the consort because it does make her somewhat uneasy. I see her as a pretty jealous and possessive person and that doesn't change with undeath, so she doesn't like sharing her lover. It's not so bad when all of them get involved, but when she's left out of the equation, it stings, that's for sure. And it gets worse with time, because while at first there's that excitement about power and new experiences and decadent balls and passionate orgies, as years pass she grows tired of it all.

I don't see her as being particularly friendly with most of them, since Mal wants to remain the top dog and if there's anything she's learnt is to keep distance (have no equal something something repeating cycles something something) and I think it's eventually what contributes to her torment when Astarion locks her away. She has no one to turn to but him, and she contributed to that by not developing any meaningful relationships with others.

I do think, however, that there's a fraction of people in the household loyal to her or ones that at the very least like and admire her because at the end of the day she's charismatic and charming and that naturally draws people in. AND her proximity to power, of course.

TLDR: I basically see their arrangement as the good ole court dynamics. A king with all the power, a queen consort, and then a bunch of mistresses that can do a lot with the king, but they can't officially replace the consort (unless she dies, idk).

#asks #anonymous #astarion #ascended astarion #astarion x tav #oc: maleane #maleane/astarion #ty for the ask it was interesting to dive into this au #i typed it all on my phone is it's a bit all over the place but i tried my best

[belleandsaintsebastian]

thank uuu sm to the very lovely ana @thalassiokhtos for tagging me MWAH <333

rules: answer + tag nine people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

favourite colour: indigo sort of night sky colour <3

last song i listened to:

KATE!!!! :))

last film i watched: i think the last one was a sleepless in seattle rewatch a few weeks ago :') meg ryan ........yeah <3

currently reading: rereading anne of green gables!!!!!! started the reread a couple of nights ago and i cannot express how much better it made me feel like....i forget the magical powers of a well loved book in exam season like. yes!!!

currently watching: i'm sort of. hmm in between shows a bit (if anyone has any suggestions would loooove them xx) just finished rewatching anne with an e (<33333) and i'm semi-rewatching bridgerton s2 in the background sometimes. anddd i have been making my way through friends :') and am sort of rewatching gilmore girls again duh.... (but throughout the year so. slowly..i'm on s2 rn)

currently craving: the winter holidays + a long sleep in + a warm shower + a late night long chat with my sister <3 + a walk along the seaside with my dad + a road trip with my mum + hugging my dog!!!!!! + time to write and draw again.

coffee or tea: teaaaa always and forever tea my gf tea my lover teaaa....tea :')))

tagging .... @fatemy-friend @stillagoodwitch @deadpoets @maryoliverdotcom @fxreflyes @labyrinthgf @honey-everlastings

#games #Spotify

[charlotte-of-wales]

out of his generation? nah. out of current living royals? Stephanie of Monaco takes the cake every time.

I wan to knoww the teaaa, how messy are we talking about?? I though that she was marry to some crazy aristo-desposed prince ??

oh girl, that's Caroline. Stephanie's live is wild in every aspect, her love life is just one of portion of it.

She has dated F1 drivers, actors, ROB LOWE, among others. She then gets into a relationship and proceeded to have two children with her bodyguard, married him, her children were added to the line of succession, and she divorced him a year later when he's spotted with strippers.

she then gets pregnant again, doesn't tell anyone who the father is, the daughter grows up and confirms that the father is, as rumored, Stephanie's bodyguard that came after the bodyguard who she just divorced.

she then gets into relationships with not one but TWO men in the CIRCUS. not only that, she gets her children out of a perfect life living in this paradise for billionaires and tax-evaders that is Monaco and has them traveling with her first boyfriend's circus caravan. they break up, she marries an acrobat from that caravan a year later and A YEAR LATER they get divorced.

miss ma'am has been single since. she did release an album and a single since then so there's that. a queen if you ask me.

#answered

[mehiwilldoitlater]

@apple-teaaa take responsability for your own action:

Two times, something fell from the sky on Teyvat: the first time was a small shooting star, that being Reader, and the second time, a huge fire ball that illuminated the shies of that world. For a second, everyone believed that Celestia itself was falling down. What they didn't expect was a strange metal object, larger than the Jade Chamber, that landed not far from the Mondstadt border.

When the day came, and the fire ceased to spread, people were able to get closer to that object, and the first thing that they thought was "what the hell is that thing?" There was no record of something similar. It was similar to the automatons, but still distinct! Some believed that maybe that was another sign that Teyvat was in danger because of the presence of the "Imposter," but no one could imagine what would happen next!

Since no one could figure out how to understand that mysterious object, and no one dared to get close to it, they decided to just leave it be. That was the right time for those who lived inside it to finally get a grip on what was going on.

"Remember , do not interact with them. It's vital for us to figure out where we are. They seem to be far arcaic from the humans that we used to know. " "Seems easy to me ,Prime! They've been avoiding us from day one! " "As much as I share your perspective, Bumblebee, we still need to be careful."

The group of the Autobots, at that moment, consisted of their leader, the small yellow bot, the twins Sideswipe and Sunstreaker , Wheeljack, and the now so focused on the surrounding Bluestreak, were the first ones to finally take the first step outside the Arc, ready to explore that new world. The few things they knew about it were from a few scans from Teletran1, but nothing consistent. The absence of technology in this world provided more difficulties than they believed. The few things they found out were their location across that strange world, the fact that it was populated by humans and some strange creatures, and the mysterious flying object in the sky that was surrounded by a strange force field.

Since they found so little, it was natural for them to finally decide to explore and investigate a little. When the sun fell that day, the small group gathered and finally exited their base. Nothing out of the ordinary; oxygen levels are normal; flora and fauna are similar to the rest of the world, with a few minor exceptions.

"What if they're oxtile, Optimus? ... I mean, you're aware of what Teletran1 informed us about... "

Not only Sideswipe, but many of them remembered those videos. In the beginning, they believed that it was a simple battle, but after a few glances, they realized that it wasn't; what they saw was people trying to murder someone else. They were soldiers. They were used to it, but that never meant that they enjoyed the sight of it. The worst part was that it wasn't the first time. The videos that show acts of pure violence against an innocent were many, and the most cruel part was that it was the same victim.

Their leader stayed silent for a second, then said that he didn't want to act against those acts was a lie...but he knew his priorities.

"We'll do what we must."

In the end, they did what they had to do, which was "scare to death those hunters and save that human who has been persecuted." To be fair, the first one to act was Bluestreak, with a few shots of warning to make those people persist, then it was a big rush to the base. Before their rescue, the reader must have passed out; some of those hunters must have caught them on their head with something; and one of the few things the autobot learnt about humans is that if they pass out, go to Ratchet. So much to not get involved in, uh?

When Ratchet first saw them, he must have almost lost his composure. They were in terrible shape; injuries, scars,infections in fresh wounds, malnetruction, lack of sleep... He saw many wounded creatures, organic and cybrtronian. The reader must have had a hell of a ride, and he'll put himself to work in the second he lays the reader's body on the massive iron table in the medbay. Thanks to the matrix, Firstaid is there to help him, and to force him to just rest.

It's been hours since they've come back to the base, and for hours the voice of an angry Prowl is still echoing on the walls.

"That human is not worth our security!" "So what?! Are you just going to leave them to die?! What kind of mech are you?!" "Oh, don't even start Ironhide! You think it's a joke?! They're criminals, and now we're their complices! " "That wasn't justice! That was cruelty against an innocent! "

Of course, Optimus had the final words, but all of them knew that from that day on, the situation would be different. They knew about their presence now. The only solution was to not worsen their status now.

The only reason why Sustreaker was pissed now was the fact that he was forced to stay in that damn hallway, waiting for their leader to finally reach a verdict, even if everyone knew what he would choose. Lay a glance at the small one, noticing a strange luminous trace.

"You're  leeking Bee..." "Uh? No! I'm fine!" "No, you're not! Look here!" "... Wait, this is not mine! ...It's not even energon!"

In fact, at the same time in the medbay.

"Ratchet, you must see this! In this world, organics do not have erythrocytes! They have...it's incredible, is gold!"

When reader woke up, their first intention was just to run away, as they have been all these months, only to be stopped by a giant hand, pressing on their stomach and remarking that their condition wasn't good and starting to walk around wasn't a good idea. The noises that they heard were so familiar; electric sounds from monitors, computers,...wait! Computer?! Did they finally were able to get home?! They survived that nightmare?!

After a good glance at their surroundings and the ones that were now taking care of them, it was clear that they didn't get back home.

During their recovery reader was able to finally talk to someone that didn't want to kill them for once, and explain the situation. It was crazy. First the game that they fell in love with in less than a few weeks, and now the robots from their childhood? It was ridiculous, but at least now they weren't running for their lives. Now the only dificultry was explaining that they knew about the autobots from the media...and not about them saving the day.

Optimus listened, not without a inch of curiosity. "So...we're not real in your world?" "... pretty much..."

You were expecting something like denial or a joke about the situation, but instead...

"Oh! I got it! It's a case of multidimensional pllution! "said Wheeljack, laughing at the whole situation. The eyes of everyone fell on him, far more confused than before.

"Well... sometimes different worlds emanate a certain energy that can interact with other worlds! Some people can sense this energy and transform it into...um..." "... Gatcha game?" It was...the most strange explanation that you ever heard.

"That's sound....fine Wheeljack, but this doesn't explain how Y/N ended up here!" "Bumblebee, Y/N ended up here in the same way as us! ...A WORM HOLE!"

((i’LL CONTINUE IT, I PROMISE))

#genshin impact #transformers #sagau #crossover

[tableintheteacherslounge]

Abbott Elementary S03E07 thoughts

Melissa having a spare room baring in mind we’ve seen her house feels fake sorry - How will she have a room mate but noone look at her pictures and keep control of her kitchen. I get its gonna be for plot but i don’t buy it

I’m w ava that’s a woman who just found out she’s not pregnant - that’s a woman who’s been successfully slutting it up (how’s she gonna slut it up with a roommate)

Omg protective barb 🥺 (ALSO BARBS RIGHT BC MEL WOULDNT GIVE OUT HER ADDRESS WILLINGLY)

AS SOON AS SHE SAID NERD I THOUGHT JACOB

“I know its gods will but hes gotten awfully creative” 😭😭😭😭😭

I love it when Mr johnson lore gets unlocked

Manny and the beard whew 😮‍💨 I was literally wondering where he was so I’m glad they’re using him again

Janine ur SO SMART this is such a good idea and not like a janine unnecessarily fixing a problem like an actual good idea- good job babygirl

Not ava spilling the tea to the whole room

Ponytail melissa at home is so personal to me, I love that this continues from s2, this is just who she is, she throws her hair up when she’s at home. I like that she’s wearing the eagles hoodie we’ve seen before too. Love the hair, makeup & costume details on this show

“I only know how to cook for 12” 😭

Finally mel talking about her breakup! Damn maybe it really was “im not bringing this to school” this whole time

Also Gary being a dead ringer for her dad?? I’m not saying my headcanons are more correct than the show but I disagree with this statement. Gary is not schemmenti coded.

Omg the jacob melissa work momming work sonning ive been dreaming of

“And dont forget theres a 3 booked limit 😒” barb is PISSED and i LOVE IT

“Oh i know what a google doctor is 😤”

Barb really is the best character on tv im sorry noone can do it like sheryl lee ralph like they just cant Shes everything

Janine forgetting the key term (pottery wheel) in her analogy she is so me

“Jacob if u dont like my ziti just say so and i will heave myself out that window” 😭😭

“I went to find mr johnson but he was still crying” NO 😭💔 hes just a sensitive guy 😔

“Mrs howard i blew down the house” 🥺🤏🏻 I love the kids being so central in this ep, I’ve missed that recently, and the kindergarteners are soooo cute

“🐷 I am a pig 🐺 i am a wolf 😄 and im a librarian who thinks she can just change everything around here 👋” IJBOL no please give sheryl another emmy I beg

“This programme is more of a distraction than an improvement” that’s teaaa actually. Thats so often what councils etc do, distract with new flashy things rather than fix the real problems. Even though in this case it’s well meaning it does make u think how big a priority should the library actually be? But actually children reading is super important and what did they say last season? The librarian was an alexa in glasses? 🤣

“You okay? You look like raven having a vision” 😭 you don’t understand how often i say this

I have thoughts on Barbara’s intentions and my instinct is gregory needs to keep her name out his mouth. I do think it’s really important that Janine stood up to Barbara, just maybe gregory made barbara seem worse than she was

“It’s been a rough week I could use the pick me up” i just love mr johnson

My immediate reaction was this one of my favourite episodes of the season - lots of excellent Barb moments, the kids, more mr johnson, story arcs I enjoyed and felt completed.

Janine standing up to Barbara was a really big deal for her considering her hatred of conflict and worship of barbara as a mother figure. It made me really proud to see how far janine has come.

But the longer since watching the less I like it. And it’s two main things:

- the jacob melissa room mate situation feels like jumping the shark for plots sake and not something realistic for those characters. So as much as I enjoy them and their dynamic and their growth it just feels fake.

- I dont care about the librarian. The set up feels like she could stick around and I just don’t care for new characters, I like my main people. (But then the same apprehension was had w the district people and they’ve not seemed to be around much).

I do still really like this ep and it definitely ranks highly in the season, just idk, some eps I enjoy more over time but this has made me feel more confused as to what will happen next I guess.

#abbott elementary #abbott elementary season 3 #abbott elementary s3

[avocadrawz]

HAVE YOU DONE LIKE THE MOMENT WHERE THEY FELL IN TO TARTARUS LIKE CAPTURED THE LOOK OF PERCYS HAND, RAW AND RED, JUST LETTING GO???

hehe i love yourart

Oooh angsty art is my cup of teaaa. That scene got the at-the-time-single-since-birth 15 yo me bawling 🥹

I'll add that to the list and thank youuu for liking my art 💕🤭✨

[antonsgf]

YESSS MORE ANTON ASTROLOGICAL REFERENCES

okay teaaa !!

so this is his alleged big 5, astrologers pls don't jump me i put in unknown time:

♡ anton lee - march 21st, 2004 - boston, ma ♡

aries sun

aries moon

aries mercury

taurus venus

gemini mars

tbh he could have pisces placements but we'll never know his exact chart until his birth time is out there! that aries stellium is something else !! but it's probably not accurate because I have a hunch that his mercury could be in pisces or taurus !! also there's other aries celebs who are known for being shy/introverted (such as Summer Walker as an example) but aries are known for being strong willed and even independent in their endeavors so that may count !! i'm having hope that his venus is taurus because that's my absolute favorite venus placement for anyone to have !! taurus thrives in venus because venus is the ruling planet of taurus + libra !! it's harmonious but again, this is just a possibility !! so take this with a grain of salt :3

#anton #riize #kimmia’s world #I'll do an in depth post once we know the time #but until then we can only dream and hope lmao

[mangoposts]

body is TEAAA 😝😝😝😝 have the best time babe sing some billie for me 🫡💞

THABK YOUUUUU I WILLLLLLLLLL

#🥭

[alkaliineee]

is that SABRINA CARPENTER? oh, no, that’s CLEMENTINE BEAUREGARD , a TWENTY-THREE year old BOTTLE SERVICE GIRL at CATCH ME IF YOU CAN who uses SHE/HER pronouns. they currently live in VIÑA DEL MAR, and the character they identify with most is PINKIE PIE from MY LITTLE PONY hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas! 

BASIC STATS .

FULL NAME . clementine maisie beauregard

NICKNAME(S) . clem, lemmie, lemon, minnie, teeny

AGE/BIRTHDAY/ZODIAC . 23 / july 22 / cancer

SEXUALITY . bicurious

BIRTHPLACE . cleveland, georgia

HEIGHT . 4'11 ¾

EYES . blue

ILLNESSES/CONDITIONS . sweeet(anxie)teaaa

PIERCINGS . standard lobe.

FC . sabrina carpenter

FAMILY  .

FIRST LAST ( relation, alive/deceased )

blake beauregard (father/alive)

grace beauregard abernathy (mother/alive)

faith drayton-beauregard (half sibling/alive)

OTHER CONNECTIONS   .

TBA

EDUCATION   .

secondary education completion certificate

tried university for a year but it was not for her

LANGUAGES   .

english. spanish.

WORK   .

Position

tearista at little leaves tea house (previous)

bottle service girl at catch me if you can (current)

FAVORITE   .

ANIMALS. cats. horses. ducks. cows. BAKED GOODS. lemon rolls. peach cobbler. fried apple pies. berlines chilenos. COLOURS. yellow. pink. orange. DRINKS. sweet tea. lemonade. fanta peach. fresh orange juice. mango slush. FRUIT. peaches. mangos. oranges. pineapple. cherries. HOLIDAY. christmas. ICE CREAM. peach. mango sorbet. cherry garcia. MOVIE. spirit: stallion of the cimarron. MUSIC GENRES. country. pop. SCENTS. citrus. chamomile. vanilla. SEASON. summer. SNACKS. lays original. cotton candy. cuchuflí. fruit cups. WEATHER. sunny. 

AESTHETIC   .

what are words? here is her pinterest instead.

PERSONALITY   .

+ affectionate

+ bubbly

+ optimistic

- emotional

- indecisive

- naive

BACKGROUND .

clementine was born in cleveland georgia to her adoring parents who were highschool sweethearts. her father was a rancher and her mother was a homemaker. they predominantly had cattle, alongside a handful of horses, and then somehow (lemmie's pleading) winded up with a flock of ducks and a few donkeys. she spent most of her time outside with the animals and truly couldn't have been happier.

tw: infidelity when she was thirteen, her parents separated, the reasoning unknown to her (coughherfatherhadanaffaircoughandgotanotherwomanpregnantcough) but that was when her mother decided to do something for herself and go back to school, though instead of choosing somewhere in the state or even the country, she decided on chile, starting off as a student, and then going on to later become a professor at the very same university. there started the years of travelling back and forth from one home to the other, during the school year clem would stay in chile with her mom, and during her breaks at school she would fly back to georgia to be with her dad, though christmas' were traded off each year. post school, it was really up to her to decide when and where she spent most of her time, and while she does still go back to visit her father (and all the animals) she decided to stay in chile full time.

HEADCANONS .

has a two year old orange persian cat named marigold that she loves with alllll her heart.

naps > normal sleep schedule. there's no less than five pillows on her bed at all times and at least one of her blankets has to be fuzzy.

spends a lot of her time outside. while not athletically inclined, aside from horseback riding, she does enjoy a good hike. and picnics. and the beach.

can be found singing into a hairbrush at any given time.

habitual wearer of cowboy boots and hats, you can take the girl off the ranch but you can't take the ranch out of the girl, or something like that.

a baker ! now she's not about to be on the great british bake off or anything of the sort, but she can manage to make a little sweet treat, bonus points if it turns out cute.

has been a bottle girl for around six months, and while she's not a partier, the tips at catch are so much better than what she was getting at little leaves.

has a little southern twang that’s definitely more prominent when she gets back from georgia.

mama mia is very very close second for her favourite movie

this will be added to as i think of things but yeah.

WANTED CONNECTIONS .

platonic soulmate: the #1 love of her life, duh. give me her person pls & thx. <3

bad influence: v much naive and always wanting to see the best in people, it wouldn't be hard at all for someone to lead her astray tbh. it's like shaking a bag of treats at a good doggo.

ex: boyfriend? situationship? fling? could have been messy, or could have ended amicably, the world is our oyster.

roommate: i haven't decided on anything in regards to her living situation other than it's somewhere in viña del mar, so this is totally open to just about anyone/anything.

other: literally open 2 just about anything and everything. friends. people that find her annoying. girly group. crushes. childhood friends. second parental figures. if you have an idea i am all ears.

#❀ — 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃. introduction #valpohqintro

[angelofviscera]

what's your favourite things about the night but you're not allowed to say stars or moon challenge

the fact that it facilitates my cosycomfy listening to music in bed time and it also gets cold enough for me to drink a hot teaaa <33

#thank u for the ask anon i love cold nights in hot summers!!!

[pokemon-ash-aus]

Peach is bragging about Lucario one day and the friend just goes "DID I EVER TELL U ABOUT AN ODD LUCARIO I SAW WAY BACK WHEN"

And Peach IMMEDIATELY knows like oh it was fucking ash wasn't it but texts back like "nooo??? Tell me the teaaa"

And she's like "right! But this goes no further hushity" and tells her about it and Peach is trying not to laugh cause Lmaooo that's my broooo XD

This is of course assuming she hasn't seen mewtwo ash in this version of events and didn't tell Peach about it till now to try to protect the odd Lucario she saw but it's been a few years she's gotta tell Peach before she explodes XD cursed with knowledge and she trusts Peach who's lmao laughing in her office and probably goes to find ash like u bugger

Oh Peach knooows but she was ABSOLUTRLY waiting for her friend to drop it

And she's cracking up the entire time whike friend is slapping her like "NO SHUT UP, LISTEN TO THIS SHIT!" until theyre both crying in laughter

[miss-mossball]

OKAY VANILLA'S OPINION ON AURORE :V GIMMIE THE TEAAA

From day one she saw Aurore as everything she wanted to be, and deeply resented her for it. She thinks shes a stuck up brat who was raised with all the best opportunities in life and wastes her time longing for the most pathetic man she knows

She doesn't really care that Aurore wants her husband that much, it's not like she wants him :v but it does shake up her sense of security of having a home for her and her daughter. It doesn't help that because Mousse is miserable, he makes sure Vanilla stays that way too and keeps her from her beloved. Petty hatred from the past is never left alone, the fire keeps gathering kindling

Nearing the end of her life, though, her feelings for Aurore are tinged with regret and longing. It's gone too far to go back now, though..

#doodle heaven #my ocs #lady vanilla grandre #aurore #rou's amazing ocs #narcissa #iris nordlicht #aretieans