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beananacake · 2 years

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Snapshot (Richard Madden x Reader)

Of Family and Puns

(One shot)

Summary: Your story time Twitter thread of how your grandparents thought you were dating Richard Madden becomes viral and you get the chance to meet the man himself.

One shot Summary: You bring Richard to meet your grandparents and he learns where you get your bad puns.

Word Count: 2.5k words

Warnings: Bad puns are back babey! (that's basically it)

A/N: This surprise one-shot is my gift to you guys on my birthday! I would've celebrated by going out to watch Eternals but with circumstances, I'm going to be a bit late in knowing about the movie (which sucks bc I've been waiting for it for years) But anyway, enjoy this bit of lighthearted fluff before the storm that is the final chapter, Part 5. I love you guys! ASK BOX IS ALWAYS OPEN! Reviews, comments, suggestions, requests (and reblogs) are happily welcomed and accepted! Not beta'd, we own our mistakes like real ppl. Enjoy One shot 1!

Disclaimer: We're all only having fun here, right guys? I have no idea if Bodyguard is indeed having a potential second season. That being said, all information posted herein is not intended to be taken seriously. Take it with a grain of salt, if you please.

“Y/N!”

Snow crunched under your booted feet as you ran up to your grandparents and gave them a tight hug. You had missed them, having not been able to book last year’s holidays off from the laboratory and thus not being able to come, but had promised to be back for the next holidays with more presents and a lot more stories. They only wanted two things from you anyway; your presence and the chance to meet the man in the photos you had been sending them. And they were getting both presents this holiday because you were able to bring your boyfriend with you.

Richard was able to book off two weeks of the holidays so he could finally meet your grandparents. It was endearing how he was much more nervous in meeting your grandparents than he was when he met your parents. He took the time to pick out the best gift he could give them even if you had insisted he didn’t have to. He was persistent about it and you relented, telling him he could just give them robes and they would be thankful for it. You didn’t realize your boyfriend would go overboard with it and he bought the softest, warmest, coziest robes you’ve ever touched.

“Y/N! You’ve grown!” Gramps said as he set you down. He was a spry man of seventy, not looking a bit like his age because of all the wood chopping and exercise he had been doing since moving into this quaint elderly village.

“Gramps, you say the same thing every year,” you said and dropped a kiss on his cheek. You kissed your Gran too, smiling at her. “Gran, I can see Gramps’ treating you well,” you teased.

“Oh, stop teasing, Y/N,” your grandmother said good-naturedly before giving you another tight squeeze. She always smelt of peppermint, much more during the holidays because of her love of adding it to her hot drinks.

“Who’s the fella? Where do you think he parked his U-boat?” Your gramps asked as you pulled away.

“Gramps!” You let out, surprised. “Oh, my god! Please be on your best behavior!”

Your grandmother tittered. “Is that your boyfriend? Oh, he’s so handsome!”

Gramps harrumphed, looking at Richard with a set look in his eyes. “It’s not that cold here in Vermont.”

You looked over to your boyfriend, finding him handsome in his white turtleneck, navy slacks and his brown Chelsea boots. He had on a wool coat to stave off the wintry chill of the state. You turned back to your grandfather and gave him a wry look.

“Gramps, we live in Los Angeles. It’s definitely colder here in Vermont.” You pulled back from your grandparents and looked at them sternly. “If you love me, please behave. He’s nervous to meet you.”

Gramps only nodded, still looking at your boyfriend. You smiled gently at them before going back to Richard.

“Ready?” You asked as you intertwined your fingers with his.

He huffed. “Yes.” He nodded. “Ready.”

You kissed his cheek. “Stop acting like you’re going to be slaughtered, love. These are my grandparents.”

“All the more reason for me to be anxious,” he said as he squeezed your hand. “But let’s get on with it. I don’t want them getting the wrong impression of me.”

You smiled. “Okay, Prince Charming. Let’s go.”

Richard’s hands were cold in yours and you knew it wasn’t because of the weather. You had told him before how much your grandparents’ admiration and love meant to you and it somehow bled onto him that he wanted to get their seal of approval in dating you. If it meant him being nit-picked for everything he did, he would gladly take it as long as in the end, they approved him for you. That was how much he loved you.

You smiled at your grandparents as you stopped before them, only now realizing that you were nervous as well. This was Richard, the love of your life, meeting the other loves of your life. You hoped to all that was holy that they got along.

“Gramps, Gran, this is my boyfriend, Richard,” you said with a smile. “Love, my grandparents.”

Your grandmother wasted no time in hugging him, engulfing his tall frame in as much as she could in her small one. “You are as handsome as the photos Y/N had been sending us!”

Richard chuckled graciously, returning your grandmother’s hug. “Thank you, Mrs. L/N.”

“Oh, please,” your gran admonished as she pulled away. “It’s gran to you now as well.” She patted his cheek and smiled softly.

“Gramps? Got anything to say to Richard?” you asked carefully. He had been watching your boyfriend as if gauging him and sizing him up—or down.

Richard took his spot beside you, holding your hand in his and squeezing it. His nerves were contagious.

“Let’s come inside,” was all he said.

When he and gran had gone in ahead of you, you blew out a sigh and turned to Richard. He was looking at you, a bit apprehensive.

“I don’t think your grandfather likes me.”

You squeezed his hand and reached up to dust the smattering of snow from his hair.

“He is my father’s father,” you teased and in a surprising turn of events, he missed the joke in your voice.

He regarded you with a comically stricken look on his face and as much as you wanted to laugh, your heart clenched at the sight of it. He was nervous and you were being unsupportive. Bad Y/N. Bad girlfriend.

“Oh, love. I’m sorry. I was joking.” You went up to your toes and hugged him. “He’s way better than my father, Richard. Really. He’s just playing with you.”

You felt him bury his face on your neck, hugging you close to him. “I just want them to like me for you.”

Oh. Well, you weren’t expecting him to admit that. You only had a hunch as to why he was nervous but you did not think you would end up right.

“And they like you. I know my grandparents, love. Gramps is just trying to lighten the mood.” You pulled away but kept your hands on his arms. “Did you know what he asked me when you went down from the car? He asked me where you parked the U-boat.”

And with that, he chuckled. You loved the sound of his laugh and how his face scrunched when he did so.

“You do know you chose this jumper for me, love.” He took your hand in his and followed you towards the house.

“I know and I feel bad. We should have settled for the navy one since that was also a good look on you.”

You entered your grandparents’ charming old house and smiled at the rush of warm air that met you. There was fire burning in the fireplace directly at the opposite side of the door and the TV mounted on the wall was blaring on a weather forecast. The piano sat on the other end of the living room, your latest photo with Richard at the forefront of the frames that were on top of it. Your sister was helping your grandmother in the kitchen on the left side of the house and your parents were probably somewhere upstairs, changing into something more comfortable other than their thick outer garments and heavy boots. You removed your coat and bonnet, placing it on one of the hooks by the door and removed your boots, opting for one of the house moccasins. You got your boyfriend a pair and helped him out of his coat.

“Y/N, I’m sure your boyfriend can do that himself,” said gramps as he came down the stairs.

“I’m sure you can do it yourself too but you let gran help you,” you countered sweetly.

One point for you, no points for gramps.

You heard your grandmother chuckle from the kitchen and she gave you a little wink. You went over to them, watching from the counter as Y/S/N helped out in preparing the potatoes.

“Your boyfriend can cook?” gramps asked you as he entered the kitchen. He dropped a kiss to your gran’s cheek.

“Yep,” you said, popping the P. “We just had pasta the other day, made pesto sauce from scratch.”

Richard stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He kissed the back of your head. You rubbed at his arm and smiled at them.

“Gramps, can you please check if the water’s boiling?” Your sister asked as she prepared more of the vegetables.

Gramps walked over to the pot of boiling water and made a sign of the cross over it. “R.I.P. boiling water. You will be mist.”

Richard snorted from the back of your head and you held in your laugh. Your Gran only shook her head, definitely used to your Gramps’ corny jokes by now. Gramps, however, turned to the both of you with a raised eyebrow.

“Did you say something?” He specifically asked your boyfriend.

“No, sir.” Richard replied sincerely.

“I heard you say something.”

“I didn’t say anything, sir.”

“You didn’t like the joke?” He took the vegetables from your sister and dumped them in the pot.

“Never said I didn’t, sir.”

You squeezed Richard’s bicep. He kissed the back of your head in return.

“You’re an actor, aren’t you? Anything we’ve ever seen before? Braveheart, maybe?” Gramps looked at the both of you.

“He would have been about seven or eight when they filmed Braveheart, Gramps,” you drawled with a roll of your eyes. “He’s in Bodyguard.”

“The Whitney Houston movie?”

“Not The Bodyguard, Gramps,” your sister piped in from beside him. “Just Bodyguard. It’s on Netflix. I told gran all about it.”

“Oh, yes.” Your Gran looked at all of you with a smile. “He was very good. Are they making a second season?”

“I’m legally not allowed to say things about any of my shows,” Richard said. “But all I can say is I’m flying to and from London with talks for a potential second season, Gran.”

Your grandmother clapped her hands in delight. “Oh, good! Your Gramps won’t admit it but he loves the show. We tried guessing who it was and we still didn’t get it! Good show!”

You patted at your boyfriend’s arm and smiled. “Anything you want to add, Gramps?” You were enjoying baiting your grandfather.

Two points for you. Zero for gramps. This was fun.

“Nothing, nothing.” Your Gramps said. He neared you and he looked a bit distracted. “Although, I did call the tinnitus hotline once…”

You frowned and turned serious. They were getting old and you had been monitoring them from afar. Based from the laboratory results they’ve been sending you, they looked fine and at the pink of health. There shouldn’t have been any reason to call the tinnitus hotline.

“Yes…?” You looked at him worriedly.

“It just kept ringing.”

The snort that came out of Richard (again) was involuntary and it was only then that you realized your Gramps was joking. Gran laughed and clapped, as did your sister.

“Oh, that’s a good one, honey,” Gran said as she wiped a tear from her eye.

“Way to go, Gramps!” Y/S/N exclaimed with a laugh.

You only huffed. “That wasn’t funny, Gramps. I got worried for you for a sec.”

He patted your cheek affectionately. “Loosen up, kid. Even your boyfriend knows how to have fun.”

You pouted. “I know how to have fun,” you said, childish.

“Y/N, I can tell when a person is lying just by looking at them.” He told you in a grave voice. “I can also tell when a person is standing up.”

Your whole body shook and it wasn’t because you were laughing but because Richard was. He leaned his head on your shoulder and laughed, never minding the fact that he was nervous just a few minutes back.

“Gramps!” You stomped your foot. You didn’t enjoy being the butt of the joke. Usually with you two, Y/S/N was your unwilling victim. Oh, how the tables have turned.

“You must be part-Hawaiian. Do you know why? Because you got a quiet Hawaiian laugh. Aloha.”

Your boyfriend clutched you again, laughing harder. “A low—A low—A low ha—” He wheezed out the last syllable as he chortled.

Y/N: Two. Gramps: Two thousand. You’re on the losing end, loser.

You crossed your arms. Your boyfriend was clutching on you for his dear life, laughing like he inhaled a ton of laughing gas while you were unamused. You wanted to be in on the fun, not be the fun.

“C’mon, love. That was a funny joke,” Richard said once he recovered. He placed a kiss on your clothed shoulder and looked at your Gramps. “It was a good joke, sir.”

Gramps waved a hand away. “Call me Gramps. You’ve earned it.”

Christmas eve dinner went by without any problem. You have all told stories about the past year, you more so since you had one of the biggest changes in almost everything in your life, and everyone listened intently to you. Your grandparents were verbal about them being proud of you that you almost wept. You loved them so much and hearing their validation was like a balm to your soul. You also told them the truth about how you and Richard came to be together, starting from your accidentally sending them an edited photo of you and him, instead of the one with Jason.

“That Jason fella won’t survive in this family,” Gramps had said. “Richard would. He survived my puns.”

“Only because Y/N told me a pun on our first date, Gramps,” your boyfriend had replied as he refilled the potatoes on your plate.

You then ended up telling them that you had finally moved in with Richard. You remembered hearing them tell people that moving in with other people, especially when unmarried, is taboo but it didn’t seem like it mattered to them. They want you to be finally be happy, you thought to yourself.

The night wore on with more stories and bad puns. You finally had an input (What do you call a boomerang that doesn’t come back? A stick.) and you were pretty sure you were still the butt of the joke because no one laughed even if it was absolutely funny. They laughed at your boyfriend’s bad one (How can you tell a male ant from a female ant? If it sinks, it’s a girl ant. If it floats, it’s buoyant.) like it was the funniest thing in the world. Although you had to admit to yourself, it was a pretty good joke.

But it was what your grandfather had told Richard that made your Christmas. As everyone was readying for bed, you saw them talk in the hallway and listened to their quiet voices. You didn’t catch everything they said but you remembered the only that mattered the most.

Gramps had shaken Richard’s hand before pulling him into a hug, telling him in the most tender of voices you’ve ever heard him speak.

“Welcome to the family, kid.”

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patina-millers-biceps · 3 years

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Tell us how you would redo SMASH tell ussssss

OH HELL YEH Thanks.

OK, SO in my ideal world, Smash runs for 5 seasons. Remember that bc I’ll come back to that later. Overall Tone: I would take it all... and dial it up to 100. Remember Ellis? Now EVERY character is that fucking crazy. It’s like Glee if Glee was self-aware to how batshit crazy it was, and relished it. The problem was that Theresa Rebeck (season 1) knows what NYC theatre is like, tried to be realistic, but also make it relatable to middle America, and that Joshua Safran (season 2) does not but also tried the same things. When really they needed someone who A) knew what NYC theatre was like B) didn’t give a fuck and C) didn’t give a fuck also about if middle America found it relatable. But Sarah! What about viewings? You ask. Well, if YOU’RE the moron who’s going to write about a hyper-specific industry I think you just gotta dive in. Commit. Make everything fucking crazy and completely unrelatable to literally everyone. Riverdale that shit but make it good writing. Ultimately, it’s why season 1 worked better. Because at least my girl Theresa knew how to write drama without resorting to burying her gays. I think she should have taken it up higher though. Like, when Uma Thurman’s character got an allergic reaction? I think Karen and Ivy should have teamed up to poison her. I said what I said. As for the Team Ivy vs. Team Karen? We’re balancing a tricky line here bc it has to be dramatic but also not misogynistic. (that season 1 Ivy character assassination? Bad.) Ideally, these two would go from hating each others GUTS to reluctantly teaming up against movie star Rebecca (Uma Thurman would thus have to appear earlier and stay longer), deciding that they are in love actually like each other, and cheering on their successes and hating on the MEN who force them against each other. (But while we’re on the subject... #TeamIvy). That Out Of The Way: Season 1: The Bombshell Workshop Phase Season 1 would ONLY follow the workshop phases of season 1. Which is most of it. Here we have Ivy and Karen’s strangers to enemies to reluctant teammates to friends to lovers arc. This is the emotional core of the show. Rebecca Uma Thurman has to show up around the midway point. Julia’s adoption arc? Throw it out. Sorry Ms. Rebeck i stan you but it sucks. Focus on her and Tom’s friendship as the secondary emotional standpoint. They’ve worked with with other for years!! That dynamic is awesome!! But they were fighting the whole ass show??? Nah. Pit them against Derek. I would change nothing with Eileen. Oh I also don’t give a shit about Karen’s shitty boyfriend. Season 2: The Bombshell Out of Town Tryout/ Enter Hit List The first half of season two is the out of town tryout with #TeamIvyKaren against #TeamRebecca coming to a head through rehearsals and the first few previews. Like, I’m talking some Phantom of the Opera level fuckery these two are doing. Falling set pieces, costume malfunction, Ivy actually fucking putting the peanuts in her smoothie. It’s seen as OK bc in this version of Smash Rebecca is a terrible person who has no respect for the ~~**~Theatre~~**~~ The creative team still choose Karen as Marilyn (why?) but she doesn’t get good reviews!! This causes Karen to freak out if the theatre life is really right for her when she meets Jimmy and Kyle. Karen jumps ship to Hit List, Ivy rises to her rightful place as Marilyn in Bombshell. Rehearsals begin to reshape the show for Broadway, Hit List lands its Off-Broadway run. Season 3: Broadway Here I Come/ It’s Tony Time Babey!! Bombshell opens on Broadway, Hit List opens Off-Broadway and KYLE DOESN’T FUCKING DIE (He still gets hit by a car, everyone thinks he died at first, but he’s just in a coma for a few episodes wherein he has weird out-of-body experiences.) Hit List transfers to Broadway. BUT WE HAVE SOME DRAMA because Movie Star Rebecca has landed the role of Maggie in a revival of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof! We have some cross-show hate bt Bombshell/ Hit List/ and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof because they’re all on 45th street. There’s drama bt Julia and Kyle bc of Kyle’s fling with Tom! But will it last? No! Kyle ends up really hitting it off with Wesley Taylor’s ensemble member character when he visits Tom backstage at Bombshell! Eileen threw one too many drink in her ex husbands face and he’s legally blind now also she’s producing Bombshell AND Hit List! I’m fucking crapping that shit with Ana getting booted from Hit List and Derek being a perv. Karen and ivy still really hate Rebecca (??? it’s Smash it doesn’t have to make sense!) so they stage a coup and replace her in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof with Jennifer Hudson’s character! The Tonys happen! I liked how they worked out in the show, so i’ll keep that. Jimmy still goes to prison! Tom gets back together with Sam! Season 4: That’s How We Keep 8 Shows A Week Fresh Y’all Basically what it sounds like. We go back and forth between Hit List and Bombshell and the absolute CHAOS of backstage on Fake Broadway. There’s a snowstorm that shuts down the city, people hooking up backstage. Derek has an actual redemption arc. Ivy does not get knocked up bc she knows how to use birth control. The Big Story is how bc Eileen is involved with some illegal shit if it’s going to all come crashing down on the unsuspecting actors and writers. Tom and Julia start writing their Great Gatsby Musical. Fictional Lin-Manuel Miranda is there. Jimmy gets out of prison and rejoins the cast. This season takes up about 2 years of time and will be dubbed the weakest one by critics and fans alike. Season 5: Big Finish! Bombshell and Hit List have been running for about 3 years total by now. Eileen’s illegal shit comes out. Bombshell and Hit List have to close! It’s a really long that takes up the whole season. All the camp of the previous seasons is gone now and it actually is really beautiful and sad. Some real “What I Did For Love” shit. At the end, Hit List is able to transfer back Off-Broadway a la Jersey Boys and Avenue Q with a new producer, Bombshell dies but goes out strong and is recorded for PBS and eventual DVD. Ivy now finds out she’s pregnant and also joins the workshop of The Great Gatsby The Musical as Daisy, Ana is Jordan Baker, Sam is Jay Gatsby, Nick Carraway is played Nick Jonas’s character who no one has seen since season 1. Derek is the director. Another Op’ning Another Show yall. Karen and Ivy reunite to sing “Big Finish” End of Series. You’re welcome everyone, even though literally only 1 person asked for this.

#smash nbc #andy mientus #jeremy jordan #christian borle #megan hilty #katherine mcphee #leslie odom junior #debra messing #angelica houston #my stuff

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georgeweasleysbabe · 3 years

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hello babey congrats on 100!!!!!

❄️ok so my mental health. haven’t caught up with her in a spell! I’m kinda stumbling through the days as they pass!! speaking of passing—my classes, I am not. I should’ve just taken the semester off to get my shit together, cause last semester wasn’t too hot either. This one is just a joke tho. idek if I can pass at this point. I used to be straight A student but I slowly deteriorated come eighth grade. anyway. whatevs. it’s basically just work (part time), eat, sleep, stress. n I don’t wanna go back next semester or the semester after that. I wanna just quit it all and write books instead!!! I hope it works out nice. I mean, maybe I will go back? But I’d rather spend my prime years not going school...I’d rather do things of more value. cause the education system is bullshit!! anyway hopefully my mother will not be too mad at me for flunking this semester :) assuming I do (which is quite likely). but ya I’d love to make ends meet without college :) pls. on the brightside I got a really really good iced latte from starbucks 2day. with one too many shots I think but..worth it (five..idk man I got a lil hype). n with caramel. and sweet cream foam!!! heck yeah. also i like this guy @ work n I think he likes me too. if it wasn’t covid rn I’d be like..don’t be shy..offer me your sweatshirt 🙄 but ya. Thanks for making this an option!!! I needed this. I also just need this semester 2 end to I can stop worrying about school and just read and write and flirt and have my hot girl summer at long last. and up my work hours so I don’t end up sitting on my ass <3

okok there’s alot going on shsbuhw but thank you again<33

so i hope ur ok! and i agree i do think the education system is bullshit. (they’re teaching us homophobic shit and i’m not here for it)

and as for the guy that you like ahwbeubwwh you should make a moveee!! but since its covid szn like try doing it online or make sure ur wearing ur mask😤😤

anyway ur welcome for putting the rant option!! just remember you can hmu if you need anyone to talk to or smth!!

ily take care❤️

#lana #rants #sophia’s 100 follower event

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cynicalrainbows · 4 years

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Inner Voice Chapter 2

I hope people enjoy this! Please drop me a line if you did, it means the world to me to hear what people think!

This chapter is plotless fluff because I will never tire of the queens taking care of Kitty in their own ways!

TW for negative thought spirals because Kitty is an Anxious Babey.

It plays on her mind the whole way home, as she makes the entire journey again in reverse- complete with two missed busses, one delayed train, one spilled latte, one woman blowing cigarette smoke in her face and one man hitting her in the shins with his briefcase all the way to Islington.

Is she manipulative?

Henry always said she was- and if it’s something that even the interviewer was able to pick up on….?

She hasn’t thought about Henry- intentionally- for a while: she deliberately blocks him from her mind when she can.

Now though, a seed of doubt takes root: was he right?

Is there something fundamentally wrong with her?

She gets home late, refuses dinner. The others have already eaten- they’ve saved a plate for her and kept it warming in the oven but she has no appetite and she shakes her head when Jane asks if she’d like something else, disappearing to her room as soon as she can.

Dreams that she’d thought were over and done with keep her tossing restlessly all night, caught in the gulf between sleeping and waking when everything is a little unreal. She knows the stiff-stern faces of the courtroom and the smell of blood are just her own mind but she’s less sure about the feeling of a hand against her hair- caressing rather than grasping, for once. It’s not Anna’s hand, she knows, so it must be a dream.

(It’s still soothing though. She wouldn’t mind dreaming that again.)

When she rouses slightly near morning (the black shadows of her room are turning to grey), she’s mildly surprised to see that her covers are tucked snugly around her for once rather than kicked to the floor as they usually are after a nightmare.

It’s very strange.

She’d gone to bed the night before with her whole body aching and her head gently throbbing, but she’d set her alarm as usual, of course.

It doesn’t wake her though.

Instead, she’s been woken by the movement: a steaming mug of tea is set down on her bedside table.

‘Mmmmm?’

‘It’s only me, love’ Jane perches on the edge of the bed and reaches out to brush a stray strand of hair away from her face. ‘We thought you-’

Before she can finish, Kitty's eyes come to rest on her alarm clock and she sits bolt upright in bed, heart suddenly pounding.

‘Jane! It’s late- I’m late, I forgot to set the alarm, I’m so sorry-’

How could she have messed up like this? Was she such an idiot she couldn't be trusted to press a button? Henry would have said so, had he been asked. He’d never liked her for her mind, he’d made that clear, had even made a fuss in the early days of enjoying her innocence and naivety...later, as the glow wore off, what he’d first found endearing had come to irritate him more and more.

‘It’s alright!’ Jane gently presses her back against her pillows and hands her the mug of tea. It’s warmth is soothing. ‘It’s alright, don't worry, you didn't forget….we all thought you would need as much rest as you could get, after the week you've had, so I turned it off so you could have a bit longer.’ Her smile falters. ‘I’m sorry, I know it was terribly invasive but you just looked so weary last night-’

She feels a pang of guilt- for making Jane worry about her and now for making her feel bad for doing something nice. It’s not Jane’s fault- there’s no way Jane could know what being late for things meant for her.

(‘A disgrace….not fit to be queen….My punishment for allowing myself to be bewitched by some ignorant chit-’)

She takes a sip of the tea to drown out the words- it’s sweet, with cinnamon and honey, the way Jane always makes it, and it gives her something else to focus on, momentarily at least.

‘Won't we be late though?’

‘No, we should be fine, you’ve still got time to get ready- and ten minutes wont hurt just this once, even if we do get held up. No one will mind.’

The easy way Jane brushes it off is astounding- Henry had always been terribly impatient, huffing and tapping his foot even if she was early, reminding her that lateness was the ultimate mark of disrespect.

Jane doesn’t look at all worried about this, but then again, Jane would never have to worry about being thought rude. No one, she thinks, could ever claim that against the blonde queen- her soft smile is the antithesis of anything even slightly negative.

‘Ok- thank you for the tea.’

‘You’re welcome, love.’

It shouldn’t make her so happy, Jane calling her that- she knows it doesn’t mean anything at all, that Jane uses it with all the queens and is most likely only including Kitty to keep her from feeling left out.

(Still, it does. Make her happy, that is.)

Entering the kitchen, hair still wet from her hurried shower, she has to dodge around Catalina, who’s carrying a plate of Nutella toast. It smells wonderful and her stomach growls but she knows there's no time to make any for herself- she can make do with an apple from the fruit bowl if there are any left.

(It’s fine. She’s gone without food before. Sometimes- like last night- it’s been out of her own choice. Other times…..it hasn’t.)

Catalina sets the plate on the table but makes no move to sit down. Instead, she just stands there, looking expectantly at Kitty.

‘Go on, mija.’

She’s still perplexed and wonders if she's in the way, if Catalina wants something from the countertop behind her- but even when she jumps hurriedly to the side, mumbling an apology, the woman is still just looking at her.

‘It’ll go cold.’

‘What?’

Coming towards her, Catalina gently guides her into a kitchen chair (she resists the urge to flinch away and feels mildly proud of herself), then pushes the plate in front of her.

‘Eat, mija.’

‘Oh no-’ She pushes the plate away as if it's red hot. This is not what she intended, she never wanted to guilt Catalina into giving away her own breakfast.

Why did she have to let herself stare at the woman’s food, of course that would make her feel uncomfortable-

(‘Trying to play the innocent, we all know what you’re doing-’)

‘It’s yours-’

Catalina laughs. ‘I made it for you, Kitty. Jane said you’d be coming down a bit late.’ She tilts her head, a teasing note in her voice. ‘You think I would willingly choose that sticky-sweet stuff for myself?’

It’s true, now she thinks about it- Catalina detests Nutella, has made clear her view that marmalade or plain butter are the only acceptable accompaniments to toast. Perhaps it really is for her- although why the queen would make her breakfast, she doesn't know.

Unless…. She’d be lying if she said people had never done nice things for her, back in her old life. They did, Henry especially- gifts and favours, trinkets and gowns and jewels.

The trouble was never the present, it always came after: she always managed to spoil things. She was never grateful enough, she never responded properly, she’d say the wrong thing or not notice quickly enough….there was always something.

(The ‘scenes’ were so frequent she even- once or twice- found herself wondering whether the gifts, the favours, the surprises were really secondary to him, whether what he really wanted was the chance to berate her for her selfishness and ingratitude. She knew that suspecting such a thing in her own husband- in the King, no less- was unforgivable- but still, little things- the glint in his eye, the flush of his cheek, the glow it gave him, the way it seemed to divert him from his pain like nothing else did- made her wonder, even as she condemned her own soul in the process.)

She wonders if Catalina is doing the same thing- although it’s somehow much harder to suspect it of the woman in front of her than it was to suspect it of Henry. Catalina is imposing and a little bit scary- but she’s also straightforward to the point of bluntness, her feelings always absolutely clear.

(She wonders if it makes her a bad person that she’s more suspicious of her own husband than of a near-stranger.)

Catalina’s still watching her, her expression softer than usual.

‘You can eat it, mija. Really. Everything is ok.’

There’s nothing at all insistant in the woman’s tone- she doesn’t sound cross, only the slightest bit sad- but Kitty doesn’t think she has it in her to outright refuse….and actually, she doesn’t really want to.

She is hungry.

She takes a bite; it’s heavenly, in the way that food only tastes when you’re starving.

‘Good?’

‘Perfect. Thank you, you really didn't have to go to the trouble-’

‘You need a proper breakfast after your long day yesterday.’ She shrugs. ‘It was no trouble at all.’

She sounds like she means it- indeed, she doesn't even wait for, let alone ask for, more thanks.

‘I’m going to go make sure Cathy is still getting ready-’

She smiles at Kitty as she says it, as if it’s something they’re in on together, although Cathy’s ability to get sidetracked halfway through something is not exactly a secret- and it’s funny, how she says it- fondly, as if getting distracted is an endearing personality trait and not a mark of laziness.

(Even when she’s chiding Cathy for making them all late, she never sounds angry and Cathy- even when she sounds contrite- never sounds at all frightened.)

Although….Kitty supposes she can see the difference. Cathy, after all, never makes herself late on purpose- she’s just interested in too many things to keep her mind focused entirely on something as mundane as getting dressed or cleaning her teeth, and she always manages to make whatever she’s been distracted by sound like the most fascinating thing in the world, at least to Kitty.

There’s something nice about how happy and excited Cathy looks when she’s explaining something she’s interested in- all shiny eyed- that makes Kitty feel all warm and special that Cathy is including her in it rather than keeping all the interest just for herself, although of course she knows it’s nothing at all to do with her. She knows Cathy only explains things to her because she can’t not tell anybody and everybody, and because she doesn’t actually know yet that Kitty isn’t clever enough to be worth telling things to.

(‘There’s no point in explaining anything to you- as if you’d understand anyway, it would be a waste of my time-’)

If she did know, Kitty’s sure she wouldn’t bother.

The thought makes her feel a little bit sad.

(She hopes Cathy doesn’t find out any time soon.)

Her thoughts are interrupted by Anne popping her head around the door, dropping her pink tote in the doorway- ‘Here, Kitkat-’ and then vanishing again.

(Anne always calls her Kitkat- she never responds to or draws attention to the nickname in any way because she’s very much afraid Anne will stop if she does.)

When she picks the bag up so she can pack it, she finds it’s unusually heavy- her things have been gathered for her, her rehearsal clothes (that she was lamenting not having had time to wash) are folded into a neat bundle and smell freshly-laundered, of Anne’s fancy detergent that she buys online and won’t let anyone else use. Her pink water bottle is full, an unfamiliar tupperware holds a sandwich and some cherry tomatoes. There are carrot sticks- peeled and cut evenly, an apple, a cereal bar.

It’s funny, considering Anne frequently forgets to do her own laundry, that she’s rarely seen Anne’s own lunch consist of anything other than leftovers. Sometimes she forgets it all together and just subsists on snacks from the vending machine.

(Kitty occasionally suspects Anne of forgetting on purpose since she usually announces her ‘slip of the mind’ with a beaming smile and once stuck her tongue out triumphantly at Cathy when she caught her looking longingly at Anne’s pack of Oreos.)

She wants to call Anne back, to apologise for making her go to so much extra trouble for her, to promise that she wasn’t being lazy on purpose, that she was just too tired last night to be able to contemplate laundry or making lunch but that she never expected anyone else to have to step in….but it’s too late.

(She hopes Anne isn’t too annoyed at the extra work. She probably is.)

Anna is the last one to the car, rubbing sleep from her eyes and finger combing her short hair into place, and Kitty feels her shoulders sink in relief as Anna climbs into the back next to her.

It’s not that she doesn’t like the others, it’s not even that there’s anything wrong, she just….feels better when Anna is there.

Like she can breathe more easily.

(It’s always been like that. She once asked Anna if the air was different in Richmond because it was so far away from London, since she never felt her chest getting tight and her throat closing up on her when she visited. Anna had told her that Richmond Palace was still London, that actually, they weren’t far from court at all. For some reason, she’d looked terribly sad.)

‘Morning, Kitty- did you sleep well?’

She nods, breathing in Anna’s comforting shampoo-body-spray-leather-jacket smell.

‘I had the weirdest dream, I-’ She breaks off, clipping her seatbelt into place and leaning forward to jab Anne in the shoulder. ‘Anne, listen, I had the weirdest dream about you-’

‘Ow! That fucking hurt!’

‘Listen though, you were in my dream-’

‘Oh my god, you’re such a stalker-’

‘Shut up, just listen, we were at this park, right and there was this man-’

Kitty leans back in her seat and listens to them bicker and laugh, as Cathy fiddles with the radio dial and Jane reminds them all to put on their seatbelts (‘We are not leaving until everybody has- Catalina, if you pull out as I’m saying it, then it just defeats the purpose-’ ‘Look, as long as Kitty and Cathy are strapped in, it’s fine- Anne and Anna can take their chances as far as I’m concerned-’ ‘Hey!’), as Catalina mutters darkly in Spanish at the other cars on the road.

‘- and he was that man from the news, with the moustache, and you kept running up to him and telling him he needed to hurry because it was nearly Christmas-’

‘This had better get really weird really fast or it’s the most boring dream ever-’

‘Shut up, you made me listen to that whole dream about you just being in the Tesco queue-’

She likes listening to Anne and Anna usually- they’re fast and funny and cutting in a way she could never be- but it makes her sad too.

Anne is her cousin after all.

She doesn’t join in. She doesn’t even know how she’d join in.

She leans back and listens to them spar and wishes she could make Anne laugh that hard.

#six #sixfic #six the musical #six fanfiction #six the musical fanfiction

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rynhaswritersblock · 4 years

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tiktok famous (hc) - part four | p.p.

summary: episode four of tiktoks with y/n and peter ayooooo

warnings: cussing. what's new LOL

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- BACK AGAIN

- these are the imagines that i can pretty much just pump out because the plot line is like already layed out for me

- in conclusion i like writing these lol

- okay SO

THESE ARE ALL THE PEOPLE WHO GAVE IDEAS::: spideybparker starbabez mrose12623 elliedevotee lilcassipuff buckybigbutt

THANK U! <3

^^ if you've changed your username i'm so sorry whenever i get requests i write down the username and it's lowkey difficult to track who is who and if they've changed it ahhhhh

- aight

- lets get into it

- yuhhhhhh get into itttttttttt

- i'm gonna be saying yuh get into it so much in this imagine i apologize in advance

- like it's kinda bad

- oops

- so y'all know those audios that are like the fake calls

- it's like that man's voice he's like "hey whassup shorty your man around?"

- THAT ONE

- so naturally

- y'all know where this is going

- you and pete are just chilling (this is how all of them start. i feel like a broken record. help)

- you're like FUCK IT LET'S SEE WHAT HAPPENS

- you start recording

hey whassup shorty

- peter goes into FIGHT OR FLIGHT MODE

- he's just playing video games (fortnite aye) but the S E C O N D HE HEARS THAT RANDOM MAN'S VOICE

- fuckin RIPS OFF THE HEADSET

- EYEBROWS FURROWED AS HE LOOKS AT YOU HE'S LIKE

- huh wHAT NOW

- ????!!!!!!!!!!

- you fail at keeping a straight face cause the fucking AUDIO

your man around?

- a wheeze FLIES out of you mouth as peter SHOOTS UP FROM HIS CHAIR

- big "FUCK NO!" energy

- mans practically jumps on top of you

- he's like angry and confused at first but then he sees how hard you're laughing and just gets even more confused

"what was that?"

- his voice is all high cause it does that in tense situations

- puppy face is loud n clear!

- babey

- meanwhile you can't catch your breath for SHIT

- so you show him the video as you continue to literally die

- as soon as he realizes he just melts

- he's like laying on top of you and buries his face in the crook of your neck before bursting out into laughter and holding you tighter

"you can't do that!"

- god me thinking about that happening irl is giving me BUTTERFLIES

- sexc

- okay this one is another fake phone call

- just gonna jump into it it's pretty much the same situation

- in this one you two are over 18 btw

- for ~legal reasons~

- the audio starts playing with the ringtone and peter just glances over

- he's too busy watching b99

- naturally

hey this is dr. alvarez! we received your pregnancy test results

- WHAT

- peter has never jumped so hard in his LIFE

- tv is PAUSED even captain holt has the shocked expression (who am i kidding it's holt his facial expression is as dead as a brick)

- 🅱eter literally yells

"WHAT"

- audio keeps going

is there a time next week you could come in and talk?

"y/n what"

- he runs over to you and you bust out laughing as he looks at your phone and realizes it's a tiktok

- an annoyed smile pulls at his lips and he groans and wraps his arms around you

"you had me there for a second"

- let's just say peter parker had family on his mind a LOT more since then

- wink wink

- k SO

- queso

- haha

- anyways

- y'all know that one sound

pussy so good i could save that shit for later

- welcome to straight tiktok!

- so y'all just chillin on his bed as best friends do

- on ur phones and shit

- and peter parker is a basic bitch so he has the led lights

- which i want SO BAD btw ugh my room would be such a vibe

- update i'm editing this and i just ordered some ayooooo

- anyways they're currently blue so like

- innocent

- chill

- but THEN

- the audio starts playing from peter's phone

pussy so good-

- you gAsp as the lights turn red

- ur like

- holy shit i didn't know parker could do that

- next thing you know peter's hand is on your chin/jaw (just about ur neck OOPS)

- his mouth is practically ON your ear

- you see him holding his arm out in front of you recording and you can't help but laugh

- but DAMN

his jawline is out and everything and he's fucking SMIRKINGGGG as he whispers the lyrics into your ear

- BUTTAFLIESSSSSSSSSSSSS

- big mattia vibes (btw that man is NOT attractive i'm sorry)

- moving on

- i know i've written one of the ones where you kiss your best friend

- but time to turn the tables

- oh how the turn tables

- time for y/n to be a bad bitch cause WE MAKING THE FIRST MOVE!!

- hell yea!

- so it's late right

- like late late

- at least midnight (sleep schedule is MESSED from quarantine though so honestly late rn is like 2 or 3 in the morning yikes)

- and ur hella bored

- on tiktok

- the fuck else do you expect?

- and you start doing the thing where you start thinking about getting up and doing something and you think about it so much that you physically can NOT sit there any longer and must Move or Die

- i KNOW i am not the only one

- so that happens

- and you're like FUCK IT

- so you walk out of your room and into peter's next door

- oh to live at avengers headquarters and live next to peter parker

- you just fucking stroll in

- peter's fat ass just goes "hey thanks for knocking"

- meanwhile you can't even stand to look at him because you're afraid that if you do all of your confidence will VANISH

- so you set up the camera and start recording

- at this point peter's sitting up and just watching you cause he's so confused

- and

- (HERE WE GO)

- it takes everything in you not to RUN OUT

- but you walk over to him

- wrap a hand around his neck

- tilt your head and lean down

- when peter realizes what's going on he's like OH MY GOD

- fight or flight response HITS except its JUST FLIGHT

- HIS BODY CHOSE FLIGHT

- he fucking REELS back

- can't even process that his best friend and crush since EVER just tried to kiss him

- sdfjksdkfjsdfg

- DKJFNHSKDFNSLA

- you're like fuck! so you turn to start r u n n i n g a w a y

- but then his hands wrap around your waist

- you FLY backwards and laugh as the two of you flop into the bed

- and he kisses you

- mwah ha ha haaaaaa

- don't ask why the evil laugh just accept it

- i am tired yes it is only 8:43pm i am still tired

- NEXTTTTTTT

- so y'all know those povs where it's like you find out your soulmate's first words on your bday

- well

- ha

- you and peter are bored because ~ q u a r a n t i n e ~

- chilling at headquarters

- bored in da house and i'm in da house bored

- and peter's like "imma make a pov!"

- okay!

- so i'm just gonna lay it out for you HERE WE GO

- he has the generic countdown thing (text boxes saying 3...2..1! you know the deal) and then he looks at his wrist and it says "hey spider-boy!" and he gets so flustered - next clip it's him running into "you" (obviously you're not actually in it but he does the text box thingy) - you're asking about what it says and try to get a peek but he pulls away - next clip it's right before your bday - and then you find out your quote and it says "it's spider-MAN! cause i'm a man!" - and peter is just looking anxiously/happily at the camera

- PERIOD

- i hope that was a good visual idk i tried

- and uhhhh yeah that one stays in the drafts bc he doesn't wanna expose himself

- moving right along by the way it's raining rn and i'm listening to my kind of woman by mac demarco and UGH this song makes me so...... jkdfhsdk

- OKAY THIS IS ANOTHER STRAIGHT TIKTOK ONE

- but it's cute so

- fuck it

- y'all know it

i wanna put you in seven positions for seventy minutes babe

- mischievous as ✨hell✨

- oh my god i got another idea okay i'm writing that after this one

- anyways!

- you and peter are chilling

- note: i yell at myself every time i write that because the AMOUNT OF THESE THAT START THIS WAY GOD

- he's watching netflix or something idk

- fyi outer banks is overrated sorry not sorry

- yell at me if u want but

- it's riverdale for vsco girls

- you set up the camera and start recording

- audio starts playing and you climb into his lap and he's like WOAH

- you like put your hands on his cheeks/jaws lol and you start mouthing the lyrics

- but the THING IS (pt 1)

- homeboy catches on pretty quick

- and

- fuck

- he starts MOUTHING THE LYRICS BACK

- you deadass have to take a second and reel back to catch your breathe

- but the THING IS (pt 2)

- HE'S GOTTEN ALL INTO IT

- SO HE PULLS YOU BACK IN

- UR FUCKIN FOREHEADS ARE TOUCHING AND YOU BOTH JUST START REALLY AGGRESSIVELY MOUTHING THE LYRICS

- kinda hot doe

- something for u to think about at night

- hey bitch this is a reminder to write about the fairy comments

- thanks past me

- SO

- hmm lemme think

- okay

- so

- okay yes

- so peter-man posts a tiktok of him doing flips n stuff

- like very generic white boy look at me doing things

- and it's very impressive

- but

- you decide to just GO AT IT IN THE COMMENTS

- LIKE TOTALLY ANNIHILATE HIM

- i'm just gonna write some examples

- fuck me for writing this on a computer finding all these emojis on here is very difficult

- oh well

- here we go:

- oh my god a squirrel just climbed up the tree in my front yard and it caught me so off guard my heart skipped a beat

- wait okay irrelevant

- for real this time here we go:

you ate that 💕🧚‍♀️⚡🌟next time make it me instead 💖🧚‍♀️✨ omg peter you came on my fyp 🧚‍♀️💖✨but make it on me next 🧚‍♀️💕✨🦋 a necklace 💕✨🧚‍♀️⚡but make it your hands ✨💖🦋😌

- and so on

- lets just say when peter saw those

- his face got SO RED

- TOOK HIM AT LEAST TEN MINUTES TO COMPOSE HIMSELF

- AND THEN HE RAN INTO YOUR ROOM

"y/n what is this"

"uh fairy comments"

"but they're so-"

- you just stare at him and like

- shrug

- but knowingly

- HAHA OKAY NEXT ONE

- okay i took a break to go sit in the rain and eat hawaiian rolls 10/10 experience def go do that next time it rains

- i think i wrote one like this but with the supalonely dance

- so this time

- we doing the savage dance

- first of all that song is a BANGER

- second, the dance is SO FUN

- so it's the same thing as last time

- you set up the camera but have it face peter instead of u sneaky sneaky

- and then u start doing the dance of course

- and obv peter is like yuhhhhhhhhh get into itttttttttt

- clapping along and smiling and whooping

- supportive bby

- but THEN

- YOU THROW IT BACK

- HOMEBOY DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT COMING

- HALF OF HIM IS LIKE OH FUCK I SHOULD'VE STOPPED HER

- OTHER HALF IS SAYING holy shit !

- once you finish you look at peter and he's just like 👁👄👁

- lol

- anyways

- you watch that video MULTIPLE TIMES afterwards

- okay in this one you and pete are 18+ because

- we like being legal 😌✋

- but it's one of those where you walk out in front of your boyfriend naked

- so peter just got home from patrol and climbs in through the window of y'alls shared apartment

- oh to live in an nyc apartment with peter parker UGH

"y/n? i'm home babe"

- the camera is shaking because you're laughing so hard and kinda nervy

- but you walk out of y'alls room and peter just turns to you

- nearly drops his fucking mask

- he's shocked for a second before he gets such a big smile on his face and throws you over his shoulder

- hehe

- okay last one i love this one sm this tiktok came up on my fyp and i immediately though THIS IS Y/N AND PETER

here it be::

https://www.tiktok.com/@wizqueifa_/video/6826567570116611333

god i hope that works and y'all can watch it lmk if u can't like if the link doesn't work or anything

- okay basically it's that tiktok but u and peter

- like that video EXACTLY everything about it is perfect

- that's it lol

- and i recommend watching her other tiktoks with her boyfriend bc their relationship is adorable and it's totally y/n and peter

- okay i think (hope to god) i've written all the ones that y'all requested

- i think i might only do just one more part of these???? idk i feel like if i just keep going on with them (cause obv trends keep coming) half this book would just be the tiktoks lol

- ANYWAYS

- peace out homies i love each and every one of you

- be kind to urself and try to be productive

- i'm gonna go try and write some more so

- yes

- MWAH <3

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hi i hope you guys are doing well

ily

#peter parker #tom holland #peter parker imagines #marvel #mcu #spiderman #peter parker x reader #spiderman x reader #fanfic #fluff #writing #peter #parker #thomas holland

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ethicc-allycomprised · 4 years

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okay but hear me out:

Sanders Sides Coffeeshop AU meets Sanders Sides Band AU and we smush em together!!

Ro: co-owner/barista/asst. pastry decorator

Pat: co-owner/main pastry chef/decorator

Rem: guitarist/songwriter

Dee: bassist/songwriter

V: percussionist/keyboard/main songwriter

Lo: roadie/techy-soundboard guy

Also! d.s.b stands for dark side band (for below) vv

BASIC PLOT (?)

tw: swearing, mentions of toxic relationship, food mention, affair/cheating mentioned (I think that’s all, correct me if I’m wrong)

Pairings: no one set in stone yet y’all can help me decide

* okay here’s what I’m thinking.

* patton and roman own a popular bakery/coffeeshop in a bigish city (seattle mayhaps?)

* and the dark side band and Lo is in the area for a tour gig

* and it’s remus, roman, and patton’s hometown (d.s.b/L meet in art/music school later on)

* so remus is like: “oh lookie where we’ve found ourselves on this fine morn! :) Why, it’s my hometown! :) I have some people you guys will want to meet! :)”

* And at first the boys *tm* were like “um remus that’s a little strange I know you grew up here and all but w h a t ?”

* and he just brings them to this fucking pinterest café and it kinda clashes with the bands edgy, indie, dark academia vibe they’ve got so the boys *tm* (minus remus) are all very confused.

*while remus is bouncing on his toes, super excited for his friends to meet these people

* begrudgingly, d.s.b heads to this lil café w big windows, fairy lights, and a homey vibe

* and they see this short-ass curly haired guy behind the counter with a blue sweater, white collared undershirt wire frame glasses, and a long khakish/gray canvas apron,

* Dee, V, and Lo almost die on the spot from the gay

* he’s in the middle of making something though so he’s big focused

*hyperfixation gang ✌️

* the four (4) walk up to the register and this short-ass babey boy (still not focused on them) and goes “hi! welcome to roseworks coffee and cakes-

* (dope name thanks I know <3)

* -I’m patton how can I be-an of service to you today?”

* “hi patty-cake”

* patton immediately lights up, nearly drops the pastry he was just so carefully attending to and throws himself over the counter and into remus arms

* The gay intensifies because intruality is kind of a vibe doe??

* He is then formally introduced to the band boys, and makes about five puns in his first sentence

* Remember when the boys *tm* thought patton was hot as hell? Logan doesn’t think so anymore

* but that’s okay the babe’s entitled to his opinions

* and then a second boy comes out from around the corner and-

* oh fuck

* an even shorter tan boy with pretty green eyes and a fluffy red sweater goes to take someone’s order who had walked in

* and was being a dick for ringing the bell that was only on the counter for decoration purposes

* with a smile that made 2/4 boys *tm* (Logan and Dee if you were wondering, I know you were) immediately want to marry this absolute angel

* patton calls out to said pretty boy and he looks up, confused because why is patton in the arms of an edgy boy with a bad haircut, until it clicks that

* oh right, that’s my super famous twin brother and his super hot famous band friends shit-

* so what does he do? I’ll tell you :)

* this man speedruns the order he just took, yeets the drink at the person and runs into remus’ arms as well because we love a healthy sibling relationship

* remus is a tol boyo so his figure practically swallows patton and pretty boy

* (who later introduces himself as roman)

* it’s endearing to say the least

* anyway the boys *tm* are like “why is remus hugging a ray of sunshine and a pretty doppelgänger of himself lmao??”

* after the hug session remus turns to his band mates and he’s like

* “band buds, meet childhood best friend and my teeny tiny twin bro”

* because you can pry short roman from my cold dead hands

* and everyones out here like kiss kiss fall in love

* they also try some of roman’s coffee creations and pat’s pastries (with ro’s decorating expertise) and you thought they were in love before?

* ohohoho I hear wedding bells and a felony in the distance

* but maybe there can also be angst

* like remy is a toxic ex boyfriend of roman’s and comes in when everyone’s getting comfy cozy friendshippy with each other

* and is like “gimme my shit or else”

* roman is his shit

* and you don’t want to be on the business end of remy’s “or else” if you be catching my drift

* but (insert side here) said fuck no bitch and it’s like some hurt/comfort ~2500 words slow burn enemies to lovers-

* jkjk but we see a different side of ro and pat’s crackhead friendship and get a sweet moment with everyone letting roman know

* “hey! you’re loved! you’re good enough! he doesn’t determine your self worth! you’re hurting and you need time to heal and we’re here for you princey!”

* because there will be nicknames like princey and emo nightmare and calculator watch or else it’s not a sanders sides au

* remus and roman’s current love interest go on a little manhunt to fuck up a remy

* we go see a the boys *tm* band concert

* pat and ro get pulled up onstage,, hijinks ensue

* people get proposed to or married I don’t make the rules (except I do :D)

* there’s a party at some point I guess

*JEALOUSROMANSLOVEINTERESTJEALOUSROMANSLOVEINTERESTJEALOUSROMANSLOVEINTEREST-

* remy (or different person) gets fucked up the sequel

* another wedding

* they have to leave for their next city and everyone’s sad

* but ro and pat especially because they can’t just pick up and leave,

* and you know there’s gonna be some scary thoughts about what if they find someone else/someone better on the road :’(

* plot twist: the boys *tm* don’t find someone else on the road

* Once the tour is over the band buds absolutely s p e e d back to roman and pat

* And everyone is happy

* but we could have angst here and even though pat and ro aren’t love interests and are dating the boys *tm*

* they have an affair because they’re so damn lonely and insecure they just start having sex

* or not. I dunno if I like that or not

* and the heartbreak that happens when the boys *tm* find out (because of course they find out they always find out)

* Yeah this was supposed to be happy don’t know why that went there oh well

* But I don’t want to delete it so it’ll be a yes-no-maybe-no I changed my mind that didn’t happen but have angst :)

* So anyway once the tour is over the band buds absolutely s p e e d back to roman and pat

* and everyone’s happy, vibing, and being gay

#sanderssides #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #deceit sanders #remus sanders #long post #coffee shop au #rock/alt./indie band au #thomas sanders #ts roman #ts logan #ts patton #ts virgil #ts deceit #ts remus

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ohlukcs · 5 years

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( alex wolff, male ) did you hear how LUKAS TOZER is applying to columbia university as a FILM & MEDIA STUDIES major ?! the 19 year old is living in the WALLACH HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + PASSIONATE and +THOUGHTFUL, but honestly i think HE can be -ASSUMING and -CYNICAL. they’re a real MAVERICK. oh well, only time will tell if the SOPHOMORE will make it til the end.

about the mun !!

hi hello my name is sam (she/her), im 22, and im a big fat mess at all times :) um but a lil more about me is that i’m australian and a recently graduated film student lmao. i’ve been rping for like ten years now i think idk but i am a NERVOUS BITCH !!!!!!! and it sometimes takes me forever to reply to things (ic and ooc) bc of that so pls be patient with me lmao. anyway, happy 2 be here !! if u like this post i’m gonna assume u wanna plot with me and my idiot and hit u up !!! lets mcfreakin lose it !!!!

about lukas !!

full name: lukas joshua tozer

nickname(s): luk-ass idk whatever u can come up with lmao

age: nineteen

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

hometown: jackson, new jersey

date of birth: nov 4th

occupation: student ( film and media studies, sophomore ), cook/server at a nearby 24hr pizza joint

relationship status: single

drink / smoke / drugs: yes / yes / yes

faceclaim: alex wolff

positive traits: passionate, thoughtful, creative, ambitious, untethered, humorous

negative traits: assuming, cynical, insensitive, rebellious, resentful, irresponsible

if he was in a hogwarts house: slytherin

now some more dot points that are just me talking about lukas !!

was born in fort lauderdale florida but there is a vERY low chance he will ever admit that, he’ll just say he’s from new jersey. as far as he’s concerned, he’s always been from new jersey even if his family did move there after he turned twelve

speaking of things lukas probably wont ever tell u but i’m including them anyway: his family is kind of messy. not majorly but like a little bit more than average. he had two brothers, now he only has one. i’m not gonna include a whole lot of nitty gritty here i’ll save it for when i write the real bio and can actually do it justice but its the reason they moved from florida and it has had a pretty major effect on lukas over time obviously

he’s the baby of the family and he’s pretty much always been treated like one. it has left him pretty immature and irresponsible. still learning that his actions have consequences and that he cant just be a total dick all the time. he’s improved in those areas a fair bit since he started at columbia a year ago but he still has a long way to go

he didn’t ever really expect to go to columbia, he’s from a middle class family and his dad didn’t even go to college. he applied for columbia just as a might as well give it a go thing. like maybe it will happen. they had a film course and although the course itself isn’t really great, the connections to the industry available at columbia were valuable enough for him to try. he was wait listed up until basically the last minute, preparing to go to a college in boston instead but when he was accepted he knew he had to go. for himself, for his family, and for his lost brother.

obviously irresponsible attitude has led to some Bad Decision Making including but not limited to partying and drugs. he doesn’t prioritise that lifestyle over his school work (bc he knows how lucky he is to be at columbia at all) but he is a big believer that you need to experience things to be a great artist and he plans on being the greatest artist so bad decision town here we come !!!!

he has a pet goldfish named michael bublé pls dont nark

for more info on him click here to check his about page, no bio there yet but hopefully soon

wanted connections babey !!

course friends/rivals/anything: i am writing these before acceptances happen so i have no good god damn idea if any other characters are film majors but hit me the hell up if they are bc i would love to plot some stuff out

old roommate(s) : lukas was probably an entertaining roommate but probably verged on annoying pretty easily. he’s messy, gross, probably didn’t respect the do ur fucking dishes rule in first year ( probs still doesnt tbh ). but he also has a password to every streaming account plus a phat hard drive full of movies and shows that he is absolutely willing to share with u so just depends what ur into i guess. maybe this connection led to friendship or maybe they hate each other now. im down for either/both

dealer: hi welcome back to bad decision town. lukas isn’t into any hard stuff but is a big weed smoker (to my understanding medicinal cannabis is allowed but lukas def doesn’t have a prescription), then after that it’s kind of just experimenting. will chat more details if u wanna take this connection

booze leachers: so yes lukas is 19 but he has four, thats right, four fake ids. he is not willing to give u his contact for fake ids but he is willing to buy u booze if u pay him. dont hate the player hate the game

gang gang: pretty much just a close group of friends. i imagine all pretty relaxed, all pretty chill. idk what to say here except i want people to care about him and let him put on dumb movies and watch them with him and probably have dumb matching stick and poke tattoos and hog a communal tv to play mario kart but lets talk about it

fast food workers deserve respect too: as mentioned, lukas works at a 24hr pizza joint near campus which means he’s seen some shit. one of the things he’s seen multiple times is drunk student trashing the place. whether it be vomit, forgetting how to hold a cup, or bet try at a food fight lukas has seen it and he’s cleaned it up too. this connection could be that maybe he helped someone out and cleaned them up and got them back to campus when their friends ditched and now they look out for lukas too and its a positive connection. or maybe lukas hates their guts and spits on their food whenever they show up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who’s to say

hot girl bummer by blackbear: now listen here’s an angsty connection i want, and i def want to plot it out way more with whoever takes it on but basic outline of what i have in mind: they’ve kind of sort of been dating for a while but they’re just falling out of whatever they had to begin with. they were never official, they probs def fucked around with other people while they were ““““together”””””, lots of oh sorry ur taking it so seriously i thought we were just chilling bullshit. all of this girls friends probs hate lukas and he definitely hates them back. were probably once really good friends and had a really good time together but they’ve lost it. will they find it again or will it fizzle out? lets find out together xoxo

new girl(s) : i hate the connection title too but i couldnt think of anything better. we’re in bad decision town and now we’re going to thot street babey. since things have been falling apart with hot girl bummer and even before that lukas a little bit of a thottie. this doesnt mean he’s good at it, please also feel free for a part of this to be that they rejected lukas and he got butt hurt about it idk lukas being attracted to them is basically this whole idea and i would wanna plot the rest of it more depending on specific characters wooo

lukas is a bad influence: if u have gotten this far u may have noticed that lukas is not a very good influence at all. this is someone probs his age or younger that wants to loosen up and have a good time and lukas completely encourages that. bonus points if this connection is a combo with the above connection bc lukas is a gross boi and would be like wow listening to my bad ideas thats so sexy and cool of u ya know. but also doesnt have to be that ! could just be lukas thinks its funny and thinks that someone listening to him is just like good content that could get him on barstool

lukas is badly influenced: this is basic as hell but someone that tells him to leave his impluse control at the door and encourages him to be trash. probs older than him and i def see this as more of a masc connection than a fem but like all my plot ideas: lets talk about it. this one probs v much depends on ur character so gonna leave this one nice and short

lukas is good-ly (??????) influenced: also basic as hell and p much just the opposite of above. someone who is a good influence on lukas. encourages creativity and ambition instead of straight up recklessness. again, i see it as an older character but no gender seen here. a lot of this would be based around ur character so lets chat

michael bublé’s co parents: lukas has a goldfish named michael bublé (or just michael), i picture him having got it while high as heck during the day and just being like This Is A Good Idea. maybe ur character was with him and they were co parents from the start or maybbe they came into the picture later ??? i’m honestly down for whichever just give michael the love he deserves pls

and probably just about anything else these are just some ideas, i totally wanna plot further and brainstorm so please still hmu if none of these fit ur character we’ll plot something up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#columbiaintro #( about. )

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ok so!

these are my s7 reactions like as i was watching i wrote stuff down! there’s more in video form but i probs won’t share bc i look nasty. also! i won’t be tagging spoilers so sorry to the 40 of you who follow this blog lmao

ep 1 thoughts:

I CANT BELIEVE SHIRO DRIVES A MARS ROVER

when lance shoots the beehive to fall on the yalmor: I SAY THATS MY BABY AND IM PROUD

ep 2:

lance: we’re getting our FUCKS handed to us

HUNK DOVE RIGHT OUT OF YELLOW TO FUCK SHIT UPPPPP

HUNKS BAYARD UPGRADE WE STAN A K I N G

THIS WOLF IS FUCKIN SHIT UP

NO BABY!!!!!!!!!!

ZETHRID W THE RAGGED CAPE LOOK!!!!

ep 3:

EZOR AND ZETHRID!!!!

ACXA MY GORL!!!! MY GF!!!!!

PROTECTIVE BROTHER LANCE

CORANS A CHAMELEON TOO

THEY ZOOMED IN ON KEITH WHEN TJEY MENTIONED ACXA WAS HELPING CORAN!!!!!

keith and lance helping coran iconique

SHE LITERALLY DID THE SAME POSE AS KEITH IN EP 1(7:30 left)

THE KEOTH BAYARD THING

“lance lead the way” FUCK

voltron has been gone for 3 decaphobes, me a dumbass: what’s a decaphoeb

ep 4:

is norflox the announcer guy from korra

HEARING ZARKON LAUGH MAKES ME SO UNCOMFORTABLE

ZARKON CALLED LANCE THE DUMB ONE IM GLAD HES FUCKIM DEAD

i’m so glad the kaltenecker guy is back

BII BO BII MAKING A COMEBACK MY BABE

K I C K THEY CHOSE EACH OTHER FUCK ME

PLAXUMS BAKERY

ep 5:

BITCH IS KOLIVAN BACK

FUCK ARE ALL THE BLADES GONE

fuck the druids fuck this guy

ALLURAS MAGIC IS BACK BABEY!!!!!!

OK BUT KROLIA PROBS GIVES THE BEST HUGS BC SHES SO TALL!!!!!!

ep 6:

HUNK BABY I LAUGHED AT YOUR JOKE

drag him shiro

EARTH BETTER NOT BE A MIRAGE FUCK

THE FUCKING MILKY WAY!!!!!!

ok this ep has a lot but i was so sucked in

ep 7/8:

did colleen just get a haircut or??? she had a ponytail in the reunion but then it’s short again

holy fuck who would have thought iverson would side w sam holt

ALSO WHERES ADAM !!!!!

BITCH WAS THAT ADAM FLYING AND WHO DIED IM GONNA THROW HANDS

I FUCKIN KNEW VERONICA WAS LANCES SISTER FUUUCCKKKK

ep 9:

“i’ll distract them, you take the shot. don’t miss.” FUCK KEITH U TRUST HIM

WHEN LANCE TAKES THE SHOT FUCK ME

pidge just fuckin JUMPED

ALLURA LOOKS SO HOT IN THE GARRISON UNIFORM

THIS IS THE HUNK ARC WE D E S E R V E

SHIROS PROSTHESIS

ep 10:

LANCE AND VERONICA ARE SNIPER SIBLINGS

VERONICA THINKS ALLURA IS PRETTY

PIDGE AND KEITH WITH THE WEIRD HAND SIGNALS

ALLURANCE BLUSHES IM ALIVE

EXCUSE MW WHAT HAPPENED

IS VERONICA OKAY FUCK

keith: we need to cut the head off the snake

me, after it’s been revealed the garrison lady is a fuckin snake and is working w sendak: YEAH U FUCKIN DO

ep 11:

BITCH WHAT U THINK WOULD HAPPEN U CANT BARGAIN W SENDAK THEY TOLD U

IS THAT LANCES SISTER WEARING HIS JACKET!!!!! (18:23 left?)

LETS GET THIS BABY AIRBORNE

CORANS GOT THE CASTLE OF LIONS ENERGY TO POWER THE ATLAS IM CRYING

SHIROS A CAPTAIN HEA IN CHARGE FUCK YEA

WHEN HUNK CONNECTED W YELLOW ON THE ASTRAL PLANE THATS MY FUCKIN BOIIIII

THE LIONS ARE BEING FLOWN FROM THE ASTRAL PLANE FUCK YEAAAAAAA

shiros laugh when he says “paladins, welcome to the fight!” my heart went NYOOM

ep 12:

SAM AND PIDGE HAVE THE SAMW HACK LAUGH SMILEY THING

HOW IS SHIRO OUTSIDE IM SPACE WITHOUG A HELMET!?!?!?

ok they’re kinda in earths atmosphere but still

how fucking DARE sendak set foot on earth

“victory or death” keith: DEATH BITCH

allura blushing is l i f e

WHAT IS FALLING FROM THE SKY

ep 13:

FUCK THIS ROBEAST

VOLTRON DOUBLE SWORDS

YES PIDGE

i think it’s so funny that the actual face of voltron is just :| and like all the paladins are like 😱 but voltron is just :| 13:35?

voltron ded

#voltron #vld #vld s7 #voltrom season 7 #me swearing a lot #n0t-my-shiro

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