#Sierra Kline

[notdeadyetnatural]

Castiel true form mug 😊

#I like thinking that his trueform has flowers and stuff #and iv always liked the idea of it having literal cracks or something wrong with it. wether he came into existence that way or they are from #s6 or falling or whatever #anyway. I’m not very good at drawing but I thought this was fun :) #og #sierras stuff #rwylm #rwylm thursdays #rwylm fic #fic: rwylm #castiel #trueform castiel #trueform!castiel #destiel #deancas #dean winchester #jack kline #spn #supernatural

[edenredd]

Blackwood Audio Book is Live!

Welcome to Blackwood Milk Farm Audio Book. Hello my Lewdites and Redd Heads!Blackwood Milk Farm is now available in audio book! Sierra Kline has brought her amazing voice and narration to the kinky fantasy story.We follow the beginning journey of a former ranger and adventurer, Asher Blackwood. He inherits an unusual farm where milk is used with alchemy to make potions. Fantasy women from across…

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#fantasy #monster girls #Sexy #Updates

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Heart to heart problems

Heart to heart problems https://ift.tt/9QTgNS7 by disfanatic10 Sierra is studying in the bunker with Claire and Sam when her chest starts hurting. She insists she’s just stressed, but Sam thinks it’s something more. He doesn’t know just how right he will end up being… Words: 2786, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 4 of Sierra and the Winchester-Novaks, Part 2 of Doctor sam Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Sam Winchester, Claire Novak, Jack Kline, Sierra Lachlan, (OFC), Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Claire Novak/Original Female Character(s), Claire Novak/Sierra Lachlan, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Claire Novak & Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Doctor Sam Winchester, Caring Sam Winchester, Worried Sam Winchester, Medical Examination, Heartbeats, heart exam, Claire Novak is a Winchester, Claire Novak is an awesome girlfriend, backstory to Sam being a doctor, biochemistry (hehe my favorite), Hurt Jack Kline via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/Q9X8lPH May 10, 2023 at 08:38PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' #Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

[randomestroleplays]

𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡: 𝔣𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 (x)

concepts:

fake dating to make an ex / crush jealous

fake dating to make someone else back off

fake dating breakup, realize there are real feelings

fake dating feelings confrontations

fake dating for a job 

fake dating for a family / holiday party

fake dating but there was only one bed

fake dating for popularity

fake dating for the media

fake marriage for a visa

fake dating to go undercover

fake dating to avoid being set up

possible starters:

you say you know that you might be crossing a line

fell so deeply into it, it was all so innocent

put your lips close to mine, as long as they don’t touch

I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard

“hey –– we said no strings attached.”

“don’t go falling in love with me.”

“tell me how you actually feel for once.’

I overthink your punctuation use, not my fault, just a thing that my mind do

our thing progresses, I call and you come through

it looked alright in the pictures

you could call me “babe” for the weekend

we were supposed to be just friends

most suited ocs:

Amethyst Andrews ( riverdale / crossovers )

Arianne Martin ( teen wolf / crossovers ) 

Carlotta Falcone ( the batman / dc / crossovers )

Caroline Somerset ( original / fandom crossovers )

Elle Harper ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Finley Rider ( descendants / crossovers )

Ginny Cresta ( hunger games / crossovers )

Hollis Everdeen  ( hunger games / crossovers )

Julietta Drake ( dc / crossovers )

Kat Smith ( supernatural / crossovers )

Kyla Keller ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Lacey Tanner  ( hunger games / crossovers )

Lyra Lovell ( riverdale / crossovers )

Ophelia Wayne  ( gotham / dc / crossovers )

Rhiannon Ballard  ( stranger things / crossovers )

Rowena Abbott  ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Sierra Nearing ( the umbrella academy / crossovers )

most suited ocs (not yet introduced):

Abbie Hudson  ( glee / crossovers )

Adeline Mikaelson ( legacies / crossovers )

Adhara Black ( harry potter, golden era / crossovers )

Adina Lightwood ( shadowhunters / crossovers )

Cleo Sullivan ( the umbrella academy / crossovers )

Coco Bates ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Constance Osborn ( the amazing spider-man / crossovers )

Delaney Carlyle ( riverdale / crossovers )

Elle Winchester ( supernatural / crossovers )

Emilia Newton ( twilight / crossovers )

Jacqueline Grant ( gilmore girls / crossovers )

Josie Archibald ( gossip girl / crossovers )

Nevaeh Murphy ( supernatural / crossovers )

Rachel Elliot ( the society / crossovers )

Remi Alcott ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Valentina Wolfe ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Vanessa Kline ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Venus Malfoy ( harry potter, golden era / crossovers )

Willow Dell ( gilmore girls / crossovers )

#rp blog #oc roleplay #wanted plot #roleplay plots #wanted #𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔭𝔢 #⋘ ─ ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ─ ⋙ ooc

[clarounette]

Coming for Christmas, by Krystyna Allyn

Coming for Christmas, by Krystyna Allyn

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Summary

Skydiving. Check. Arctic Cruise. Check. Threesome … Pending. I had a sound plan. Place an ad, get two guys, and live out one of my deepest darkest fantasies. Easy as pie. Or so I thought. Then I met Mr. boy-next-door, Cooper Whitmore, and Mr. dark and mysterious, Jared Carrington. What’s the saying about the best-laid plans? Two men, steamy times,…

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#audiobook #contemporary romance #Krystyna Allyn #second chance romance #Sierra Kline

[idblamekate]

Supernatural actors who were on Criminal Minds *incomplete*

George Darrow DJ Qualls -  SPN: Garth CM: Richard Slessman (season 1 episode 1)

Timothy Omundson - SPN: Cain CM: Phillip Dowd (season 1 episode 6)

Dameon Clarke - SPN: Jack Montgomery (Rugaru) CM: Christopher Crawford (season 1 episode 7)

Jeff Kober - SPN: Randall CM: Leo (season 1 episode 9)

Mark Rolston - SPN: Alastair CM: Sheriff Hall (season 1 episode 11)

Michael Massee - SPN: Kubrick (Bad Day at Black Rock) CM: Jacob Dawes (season 1 episode 14)

Michael B. Silver - SPN: Martin Flagg (Movie Writer “Hollywood Babylon“) CM: Sam Shapiro (season 1 episode 14)

Roger Aaron Brown - SPN: Joshua (Angel) CM: Warden Charles Diehl  (season 1 episode 14)

Robert Curtis Brown - SPN: Father Gil (”Sin City”) CM: Peter Greisen (season 1 episode 16)

Eric Johnson - SPN: Brady (Sam’s college friend/demon) CM: Sean Hotchner (season 1 episode 16)

Jack Conley - SPN: Sheriff Al Britton (”Yellow Fever”) CM: Agent John Summers (season 1 episode 21)

Mary Page Keller SPN: Joyce Bicklebee (Leviathan Real Estate Agent) CM: Katie Cole (season 2 episode 2)

Nicki Aycox - SPN: Meg Masters (season 1) CM: Amber Canardo (season 2 episode 3)

Kayla Mae Maloney -  SPN: Leah Gideon (season 5 The Whore) CM: Polly Homefeldt (season 2 episode 7)

Andrew Rothenberg - SPN: Lukcy (Skinwalker “All Dogs Go to Heaven”) CM: Motel Manager (season 2 episode 7)

Samantha Smith - SPN: Mary Winchetsers CM: Helen Douglas (season 2 episode 14)

Jim Parrack - SPN: Agent Nick Munroe (Siren) CM: Paul Mulford (season 2 episode 21)

Steven Williams - SPN: Rufus Turner CM: Captain Al Wright (season 2 episode 22)

Alexander Gould - SPN: Cole Griffith (”Death Takes a Holiday“) CM: Jeremy (season 3 episode 5)

Jim Beaver - SPN: Bobby Singer CM: Sheriff Williams (season 3 episode 7)

John Lafayette - SPN: George Darrow (Crossroad Blues) CM: Dr. Lorenz (season 3 episode 8)

James Otis - SPN: Famine (My Bloody Valentine) CM: Dr. Nash (season 3 episode 8)

Fredric Lehne - SPN: Yellow Eyes/Azazel CM: Jack Vaughan (season 3 episode 12)

Scott Michael Campbell - SPN: Tim Janklow (hunter season 5) CM: Peter Redding (season 3 episode 15)

Dee Wallace - SPN: Mildred Baker (Banshee Episode) CM: Dr. Jan Mohikian (season 4 episode 7)

Courtney Ford - SPN: Kelly Kline (Jack’s mother) CM: Austin (season 4 episode 9)

Mark Pellegrino - SPN: Lucifer/Nick CM: Lieutenant Evans (season 4 episode 10)

Mitch Pileggi - SPN: Samuel Campbell CM: Norman Hill (season 4 episode 11)

Sierra McCormick - SPN: Lilith (Blonde Little Girl) CM: Lynn Robillard (season 4 episode 13)

Mercedes McNab - SPN: Lucy (Vampire "Fresh Blood") CM: Brooke Lombardini (season 4 episode 14)

Spencer Garrett - SPN: Edward Carrigan (God ”A Very Supernatural Christmas” CM: (season 4 episode 21)

Christopher Cousins - SPN: Dr. Garrison ("Bedtime Stories") CM: Tom Barton (season 5 episode 1)

Travis Aaron Wade - SPN: Cole Trenton CM: J. Turner (season 5 episode 4)

Gattlin Griffith - SPN: Jesse Turner (Cambion)   CM: Robert Brooks (season 6 episode 9)

Adrianne Palicki - SPN: Jessica Moore CM: Sydney Manning (season 6 episode 13)

Rachel Miner - SPN: Meg Masters (Last vessel) CM: Jane Gould (season 6 episode 15)

Sebastian Roché - SPN: Balthazar CM: Clyde Easter (seasons 6 & 7)

Chad Lindberg - SPN: Ash CM: Tony (season 6 episode 19)

Tricia Helfer - SPN: Molly McNamara (”Roadkill”) CM: Izzy Rogers (season 7)

Robert Englund - SPN: Dr. Robert (season 6 episode 11) CM: Detective Gassner (season 7 episode 19)

Jamie Luner - SPN: Annie Hawkins (hunter season 7) CM: Madison Riley (season 8 episode 13)

Jack Plotnick - SPN: Ian ("It's A Terrible Life") CM: Tanner Johnson (season 9 episode 7)

Jon Gries - SPN: Martin Creaser (crazy hunter) CM: Clifford Walsh (season 9 episode 13)

Tahmoh Penikett - SPN: Gadreel CM: Michael Hastings (season 9 episode 14)

Ashton Holmes - SPN: Ephraim (Rit Zien Angel) CM: Finn Bailey (season 9 episode 17)

Matt Cohen - SPN: Young John Winchester/Michael CM: John Franklin (season 10 episode 6)

Lex Medlin - SPN: Cupid ("My Bloody Valentine") CM: Allen Archer (season 10 episode 14)

Sterling K. Brown - SPN: Gordon Walker CM: Fitz (season 10 episode 19)

#superatural #criminal minds

[cakesunflower]

Just My Kind [Teacher!Calum AU] Part 5

Previous Parts: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

           “Seriously, Ms. Kline—you two look so cute!”

           Odessa let out a light laugh despite the heat pooling in her cheeks as one of her students, Marci, who was dressed as Padmé Amidala, grinned before pulling away from where she stood between Odessa and Calum after they posed with her for a picture. It was Halloween, and almost every student and teacher was dressed up, and during gym or lunch or the few minutes between classes, people were posing for pictures with one another—and many, mostly the girls, had approached Odessa and Calum so they could take a picture with the school’s Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. They were almost as popular as the four gym teachers who dressed up as KISS.

           She and Calum had decided on recreating costumes from the scene of when Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth dance at Mr. Bingley’s ball, Odessa’s white dress and dark hair done in an updo remarkably resembling Kiera Knightley’s costume from the film. Odessa had felt a bit strange, walking into the school in a long white dress that was so soft against her skin, hair done up in braids and curls, but when she noted the costumes of her fellow teachers and students—seriously, the gym teachers had gone out with their outfits and makeup—Odessa had felt a bit more relieved.

           Especially when she saw Calum.

           Just like her, his costume starkly resembled Mr. Darcy’s suit from the very scene they were dressed up as. The dark coat with the white ruffled shirt underneath was a simple outfit, yet there was nothing simple about Calum. Although his blonde hair didn’t match Mr. Darcy’s traditionally dark locks—Calum had lamented about the lack of his natural hair color—he still looked classy and dangerously prince-like—and Odessa knew she wasn’t the only one who thought so. She was pretty sure she’d seen some of the young girls quite literally swoon at the sight of him, which was more amusing than disturbing.

           Just a few hours after school had let out, Odessa arrived to Luke and Sierra’s place, noting the cars that were already in the driveway and parked along the sidewalk. As she unbuckled her seatbelt, Calum grinned from the driver’s seat. “Ready to head in, Ms. Bennet?”

           Odessa scoffed, an amused smile upturning her lips. Calum had taken to calling her that throughout the school day, referring to himself as Mr. Darcy. Apparently he took Halloween pretty seriously, into it as much as the students were, and it was refreshing to be around his excitement. As the two of them approached the door, Odessa mused, “So what’s the prize for the costume contest?”

           Yes, Luke and Sierra were holding a costume contest, which Odessa had found out a few days ago when Luke had reminded her to use that as motivation to get a good costume. When Odessa had asked him what the prize was, he had promptly told her it was a secret—but Odessa knew him well enough to know that was his way of stalling because at the time, he hadn’t thought of a prize yet.

           “Pretty sure it’s one of those Visa gift cards,” Calum snorted before shrugging. “But it’s for a couple of hundred bucks and I wouldn’t say no to that,” he added with a boyish grin and quick raise of his eyebrows, and Odessa chuckled in agreement, her breath fogging in front of her in the cold night air.

           The house, as expected, was filled with people dressed up obscurely, the spirit of Halloween alive as some remix of the Monster Mash played. Odessa was fairly certain it was the same one Principal Howell played that morning prior to the first bell ringing. People all around her were dressed as fictional characters, as their own versions of different occupations, video game characters, and she was pretty sure she’d caught a glimpse of two people dressed in the classic salt and pepper costume. Halloween related decorations were up as well, decals of spiders and bats on the wall, Jack-O-Lanterns placed around the house, and even a damn smoke machine in certain places that had people’s feet disappearing below the ankles.

           They decided to find their friends first, all of them gathered in the back den around a beer pong table, and Odessa suppressed a laugh at the sudden sensation of feeling as though she was back in college. Not that she’d ever played much beer pong; it wasn’t her sort of thing.

           Sierra was the first one to catch sight of them approaching, eyes lighting up with a wide grin as she gasped, her voice traveling over the hum of the music and everyone else as she exclaimed, “Oh, my God—your costumes look even better than I thought!”

           Her words caught everyone’s attention before they all looked over to Odessa and Calum approaching them, earning enthusiastic greetings as Michael raised an eyebrow at them. “Who’re you two supposed to be?”

           Odessa could ask him the same thing, but she vaguely remembered Calum telling her that he and Crystal were dressing up as some anime characters. “We’re Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth from Pride and Prejudice, you uncultured shit,” Calum responded with a scoff, bumping his fist with Ashton’s as he came to stand next to him. “Our students loved it,” he added, a proud grin on his face as his gaze met Odessa’s. She couldn’t fight back the smile that quirked her lips in response.

           “Yeah, I’ll bet,” Paige said with a smile that, just by giving her one glance, Odessa knew was strained.

           Paige’s eyes met Odessa’s then, and she instantly recognized the irritation that darkened her hazel eyes. Odessa bit the inside of her cheek, taking a breath and instinctively breaking her gaze with Paige’s, not wanting to actively be on the receiving end of her silent scowl. No doubt Calum essentially dressing up in a couple’s costume with anyone but her was grating at Paige’s nerves, and Odessa had a strong feeling if she wasn’t on Paige’s shit list before, she definitely earned a spot now. The glare Paige had practiced into a look of neutrality—one that Odessa was too familiar with—rested on her face, razor-like eyes settled on Odessa.

           Adamant on keeping her gaze averted from Paige’s, Odessa looked at Luke and offered a smile. “Weren’t you a vampire when we were seniors?”

           Luke scoffed, clearly unperturbed by his repeated costume. “Yeah—but now I’ve got someone to complete the look,” he reasoned with a dimpled grin, dropping his arm around Sierra’s shoulders. Odessa smiled at the sight, taking in her matching vampire costume and makeup, noting the clever detail of fake blood trailing down the corners of Luke’s lips to match the painted on red bite marks on the side of Sierra’s neck.

           Ashton rolled his eyes, giving the couple a pointed look as he said, “If you two win the costume contest, then this shit is rigged.”

           As Sierra told Ashton that wouldn’t happen, KayKay, who was appropriately dressed as Winona Ryder from Beetlejuice, looked over at Odessa and Calum, a smile on her face as she raised her eyebrows and asked, “So your students understood your costumes’ reference?”

           Odessa huffed out a laugh. “I would’ve cried if they didn’t.” Though, it wouldn’t be too surprising, she figured. Not every, if any, high school student knew the beauty of Jane Austen.

           Next to her Calum chuckled before, leaning closer, he asked, “I’m gonna grab a beer—you want anything?”

           She wasn’t in the mood to do any heavy drinking tonight, so she opted for one as well. “I’ll have the same, thanks.”

           He acknowledged her request with a boyish wink, one that foolishly warmed Odessa’s cheeks, before he turned to head towards the kitchen. Odessa tuned back into whatever conversations her friends were having upon his leave, only to have Crystal lean close and smile, “You two would honestly be so cute.”

           She said it quietly, only loud enough for Odessa to hear, and although Crystal’s words had Odessa’s heart stopping for a moment, she also pressed her teeth together when oblivious to Crystal, Paige shot the blonde woman a glare behind her head. Clearly she heard what Crystal said, the idea of Calum with Odessa not one she was in support of as her jaw tightened before her sharp eyes met Odessa’s blue. Her stare was firm, intense, as if she was silently challenging Odessa to agree with Crystal’s statement.

           Odessa’s stomach twisted. The subtle giddiness she’d felt over Crystal’s comment was overshadowed by the anxious guilt—guilt for what? She had no reason to feel guilty!—that stirred in the pit of Odessa’s stomach under Paige’s irritated glare. She didn’t even look hurt at the thought of overhearing someone else would ‘look cute’ with the guy she supposedly had a claim over—just downright annoyed.

           In the back of Odessa’s mind, she wondered if Paige genuinely liked Calum, or just liked the idea of him.

           “No, no, we’re just friends,” Odessa told Crystal, a light yet nervous laugh accompanying her words. She wasn’t sure if she was defending, protesting, denying so she could ease her heart rate or subsequently let Paige know she wasn’t trying to step on her toes. Or feelings. Whichever. Even if the thought of her and Calum made her heart flutter. “There’s nothing like that going on.”

           Crystal shrugged, still unaware of Paige listening in, as mirth danced in her blue eyes. “Maybe there should be,” she hummed.

           One look at Paige and Odessa knew she vehemently disagreed.

           Before Odessa could swallow the small lump that had formed in her throat and reply to Crystal, Calum reappeared next to her, handing her a bottle of Stella Artois with a smile. He held his own out, waiting for her to clink her bottle with his as he greeted, “Miss Bennet.”

           She looked at him, felt some of the tension ease from her muscles as he pulled out a smile from her so effortlessly. Calum was smiling, as always, dark eyes glimmering against the dimmed lighting of Luke’s house. With an amused shake of her head, Odessa asked not for the first time, “You take this seriously, don’t you?”

           Calum grinned, bringing the bottle up to his lips as he offered a shrug. “Just a little.”

           Conversations continued along with the music that was playing, and as Odessa watched Calum engage in a round of beer pong against KayKay, Luke leaned against the wall next to Odessa and asked, “So are you chaperoning that field trip Cal was telling me about? To Big Bear?”

           “Oh, yeah,” Odessa answered with a hum as she remembered. It was a weekend trip for the juniors and seniors between Thanksgiving weekend and Christmas break, and Odessa had signed up to be a chaperone, and given that Big Bear was going to have snow around this time of year, she needed to do some winter packing. “I’m excited.”

           Luke raised an eyebrow at her, although her gaze remained on the beer pong game going on in front of them. “Do you even know how to ski?”

           Rolling her eyes, she told her friend, “I don’t have to ski to enjoy the resort, Luke.”

           Paige shook her head, sipping her drink before asking, “If you don’t even know how to ski, why bother going?”

           She sounded unimpressed, patronizing, and Odessa had a feeling she was the only one who picked up on it—and maybe Luke, who knew Paige almost as well as she did. Inhaling a silent, calming breath, Odessa kept her expression relaxed and offered a shrug. “I want to see snow.” God, there was no reason for her to even have to explain herself.

           Paige rolled her eyes, hiding her sneer behind the rim of her cup as she took another sip, and Odessa clenched her jaw as she looked away from her. Her annoyance with Paige was mixing in with the ever present nerves that made themselves known when she was in her presence, and Odessa did her best to just focus on the beer pong game going on.

           It was a close game, both KayKay and Calum good at the act of tossing ping pong balls into cups, letting out a chuckle as KayKay tossed the ball in the last cup standing and missing. Her groan was drowned out by everyone’s exclaims, and as Calum picked up the ball, ready to toss it into the single cup left for him as well, his brown eyes met Odessa’s blue. Then, with a boyish wink, he said, “This one’s for you, Miss Bennet.”

           Odessa’s eyebrows shot up, unsure if she wanted to laugh or have the ground open up beneath her. He definitely wasn’t making things easier for her against Paige—not that he was under any obligation to.

           He certainly wasn’t making it any easier to completely discard Paige’s glares and revel in the warmth he spread throughout her own cheeks.

           Calum tossed the little white ball, and everyone let out a cheering exclaims as it landed in the cup with a muted plop! that had him smirking triumphantly. Odessa let out a laugh as Calum came to stand next to her, arm dropping around her shoulders as he smirked, “Think you’re my good luck charm, Essa.” He frowned at himself momentarily before shooting her a sheepish smile. “In a way that’s not objectifying at all, I mean.”

           She snorted with a shake of her head, though Odessa definitely found it endearing that Calum would think she’d ever find anything he said as objectifying. Still, as amused as she was by him, she couldn’t entirely ignore the warmth in her cheeks at their sudden proximity—or his sentiment of her being his good luck charm. They stood closely together, his heat seeping into her skin through the thin material of the dress she wore, and Odessa hoped her makeup and the dim lighting of the den would mask the pink blush she could feel spreading through her face. The knowing smirk Crystal shot her way didn’t help.

           “I don’t really have any winter clothes,” Odessa chuckled as she watched Sierra make herself a drink, leaning against the counter. “I think I need to buy at least one coat for the cold.”

           It was some time after watching Calum and KayKay’s beer pong game, and Odessa had ended up in the kitchen with Sierra, the party continuing around them. There was a girl in an Elsa costume making out with a guy dressed up as a firefighter next to the fridge. Meanwhile, Odessa and Sierra were discussing the field trip Odessa was going on soon, and how her lack of winter clothes was going to make it a bit difficult for her to stay warm in the snowy mountains. Truth be told, Odessa hadn’t even been aware California had those, so she was wholly unprepared for the trip to Big Bear Mountain.

           “Oh, you can borrow one of mine!” Sierra offered with a smile. With a laugh, she added, “I’m from the east coast, so I’ve got a couple of coats. I’m pretty sure we’re the same size.”

           Odessa’s eyes lit up in hope. “Really? You sure?”

           “Yeah, of course,” Sierra answered with a shrug. “It’s not like I need to wear ’em anyway. Plus you won’t be wasting money. No big deal.”

           Letting out a sigh of relief, Odessa held her nearly empty bottle of beer to her chest as she said, “You’re a life saver.”

           Sierra grinned before taking a sip of her drink, tasting it. When she was satisfied with it, her dark eyes met Odessa’s blue, and she saw the mischief spark in them. “No problem—although I’m sure Calum would be more than happy to warm you up if you get too cold.”

           Unfortunately, Odessa had been taking a sip of her drink too, and she wished the music and people chattering muted Sierra’s words because as soon as they registered in Odessa’s head, she coughed in surprise, eyes widening as she gaped at her amused friend. Heart drumming within her chest, Odessa gave a shake of her head as she sputtered stupidly, “What?”

           Sierra shot her a look, one that was silently asking Odessa who she was trying to fool, and it only made her cheeks flame up. God. Was it everyone’s goal tonight to make her face permanently red? She folded into herself, lips pressing together as Sierra scoffed. “Come on, Odessa—you two are so obviously into each other in, like, the most wholesome way. I say instead of waiting for him to make the move, you do it. Cal’s way above the average clueless man but, y’know, he’s still a guy and they can be clueless.”

           Odessa had no idea what to say or do except stare at her friend in mortified shock, and Odessa kind of hated that she felt embarrassed at all. Like she was in middle school and someone just exposed her crush on the popular boy or something. The worst part was. . . Odessa wasn’t sure if she was flustered because Sierra was right to conclude that Odessa liked Calum, or because Odessa knew that other people’s acknowledgment of it would make whatever the hell her situation with Paige was all the more complicated and stressful. Stepping on Paige’s toes was the last thing she wanted to do, and in wanting to avoid it, Odessa was somehow doing just that.

           Her throat worked as she glanced away from Sierra, only for her gaze to land on their friends in the living room. She caught them all by the couch and instantly Odessa’s gaze locked in on Calum sitting on one end of the couch—and Paige sitting on the arm rest, as close to him as she could be without literally being on his lap. The sight tugged something painfully in Odessa’s chest and she frowned at herself; she had no right to feel jealous.

           Was this how Paige felt when she watched Calum put his arm around Odessa, how she felt when she was subjected to Odessa’s closeness with Calum? When Odessa first moved into town, Paige had made it quite clear, in just a few words, that Calum was basically off limits—which was gross and territorial in Odessa’s opinion, but she truly had tried her best to respect Paige’s so-called claim—ew. But it wasn’t easy, not with Calum and her working together and their friendship developing within the school and out of it. Being friends with him was so effortless, and falling for him had happened somewhere in between. Odessa couldn’t ever hope to pinpoint when exactly her feelings for him grew—it had happened quickly, blindly.

           Maybe she was in the wrong. For someone who hadn’t wanted to encroach on Paige’s feelings for Calum, Odessa was doing just that splendidly. She didn’t know whether what Paige felt for Calum was purely physical or something deeper, and it wasn’t any of Odessa’s business in the first place. Either way, she should’ve respected whatever feelings Paige had for Calum and kept her distance, for all of their sakes. She’d screwed up.

           As if feeling her gaze on him, Calum glanced away from where he was listening to Ashton talk to the group, his gaze searching past the bodies moving in the space between where he sat and Odessa stood until his eyes met hers. Odessa froze where she stood, watching as a smile upturned Calum’s lips and he nodded at her boyishly, the mundane gesture prompting her to suck in a silent breath. But before she could return the smile, Odessa felt another pair of eyes on her, and her gaze flickered just a bit for her blue eyes to meet Paige’s sharp hazel ones; watching, challenging, narrowing. She’d clearly seen Calum’s little acknowledgment to Odessa and hadn’t liked it too much.

           Oh, for fuck’s sake.

           Odessa looked away from them, catching Sierra’s eye and offering a smile that felt too nervous. “No one’s gonna be making any moves, Sierra,” she told her, not unkindly. “It’d be too complicated.” Finishing off her drink, Odessa tossed her empty bottle in the bin told her friend hastily, “I’m gonna head to the bathroom.”

           “Oh, here,” Sierra stopped her, digging into the pocket of her leather pants and handing her a key. Odessa took it with a raised brow and Sierra laughed. “It’s the key to our bedroom—I’d rather you use our bathroom than face whatever mess in the others.”

           Odessa let out a small chuckle, taking the key with an appreciative smile before exiting the kitchen hastily, letting out a breath as she reached the stairs and headed up. The distance she was putting between herself and her friends made it easier to breathe as she made her way around the dressed up party goers and found the master bedroom, using the key to unlock the door and step inside.

           The room felt significantly cooler than the rest of the house, the lack of body heat making the air conditioner a lot more effective as Odessa walked to the ensuite bathroom Sierra so graciously provided her access to.

           The sound of the flush momentarily muted the music blasting throughout the house, and as Odessa washed her hands, she let out a long sigh. She gazed at her reflection, took in the subtle glittering of her cheekbones and bright blue eyes framed by long eyelashes, and Odessa eyebrows knitted together in an involuntary frown. In the quiet of the bathroom, the party beyond the bedroom muffled, Odessa gave herself a moment to erase the image of Paige and Calum merely sitting by one another—God, how pathetic was she to be bothered by that?—and mull over Sierra’s words, as well as Crystal’s.

           Odessa desperately wished her friends’ comments were just teasing, were derived from, to put it grandly, their shared delusion that there was something between Odessa and Calum. But she had a sinking feeling that it wasn’t, that if both of them were picking up on something, then it was because there was something to pick up on. Despite Odessa’s attempts of not acting on whatever she felt for Calum out of respect for a girl she barely considered a friend.

           She didn’t even to consider the slim possibility of Calum returning her feelings. Odessa genuinely would not know what to do then; she wasn’t a selfish person—at least, she liked to think she wasn’t. But she had a feeling if she found out that Calum liked her back, she would become one, Paige be damned.

           That’s how it should’ve been in the first place. Odessa clenched her jaw, shushing the voice in her head that normally sounded reasonable. Right now, it was just asking for trouble.

           After drying her hands and smoothing down her dress, she exited the bathroom while bracing herself to head back downstairs, eyebrows raising when she heard a knock on the locked bedroom door. When Odessa opened it, she fought to keep her expression neutral when she saw Paige standing in the hallway. “Hey—I have to use the bathroom. Sierra said you’d let me in.”

           “Oh.” Odessa blinked, nodding. “Yeah, sure.”

           Paige stepped inside and Odessa glanced down at the key in her hand. Deciding she’d rather hand it off to Paige than wait for her, Odessa made to turn towards her, only to be cut off by Paige’s sharp voice. “Are you, like, into Calum?”

           Odessa gaped at her, mouth drying at the sudden question. She shouldn’t be surprised at Paige’s bluntness at this point, yet she still found herself freezing in shock. “I’m not—”

           “Come on, Odessa—don’t lie to me,” Paige cut her off with an empty scoff, shooting her a blank look. “It’s so obvious you’ve got a thing for him—you’re not doing a great job in hiding it.” She crossed her arms over her chest, even further accentuating the tight bodice of her Cruella de Vil costume. Odessa tried not to find irony in her costume. The smoky eyeshadow only seemed to intensify her sharp gaze and Odessa hated that she had to fight the urge to bristle. “So, seriously—what the hell is going on?”

           “I—nothing,” Odessa told her, stressing her answer. It was true enough—nothing was going on, not between her and Calum. But her own thoughts and feelings were her own. Odessa didn’t owe Paige any insight on what she was feeling. She hated that she even felt guilty about something she couldn’t quite control, but it wasn’t like she had acted on it. She was doing everything she could to respect that—and it was hard when she saw Calum five days out of the week; sometimes more if they saw each other on the weekend. The line between feeling platonic fondness and actual attraction—more than in just the physical sense—had blurred and Odessa couldn’t hope to figure out when. “Calum and I are just friends, Paige. It’s not like that.”

           Paige scoffed again, utterly unimpressed as she rolled her hazel eyes. “Either you think I’m an idiot, or you genuinely have no idea how obvious your feelings for him are.” Her tone turned mocking. “The whole work husband-wife thing, these costumes? It’s pathetic, Odessa.”

           Air caught in Odessa’s throat, and she wasn’t sure if it tightened from anger or her suppressing the need to harshly scoff. She was calling Odessa pathetic? It was both ironic and hypocritical of Paige to deem Odessa as such, not when she practically latched onto Calum whenever they were in the same room. Paige wouldn’t be mouthing off so much if she knew whatever she was trying to accuse Odessa of was actually all Calum’s doing.

           And, God, Odessa absolutely loathed that she was shitting on another woman over a guy—hated that she was thinking lowly of Paige at all, despite the other having no problem in making Odessa feel like that. She never did—not back in college, nor now. But Odessa had never stooped to Paige’s level; she always kept her bitter and annoyed thoughts to herself, and even then, scolded herself for ever thinking them. She wanted to be better than how people like Paige treated her. And, sure, no one would know what Odessa was thinking but herself, but it still made her feel guilty.

           Her aggravated thoughts and the music playing throughout the house did little to drown out Paige’s words from Odessa’s head, and she bit the inside of her lower lip at the heat flooded her face once more. No. She couldn’t let Paige get to her. At the very least, she couldn’t let Paige show that she did. She wouldn’t let her have that kind of power over her.

           Odessa took in a breath through her nose, willing herself to calm down, at least for a moment. She didn’t like hurling insults and vicious words to someone else. Pushing past the guilt, anger, and embarrassment, she calmly repeated, “Calum and I are just friends, Paige.” With a lift of her chin, she added, “If you can’t accept that, then it’s not my problem. I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

           Paige’s lips parted, clearly caught off guard by Odessa’s words, a short huff of a breath escaping her. But instead of giving her the chance to respond, Odessa placed the key on the dresser next to her before turning and stepping out of the room. “Make sure you lock the door behind you,” she added before shutting it behind her and reintegrating herself into the thriving party.

           It was once the door was clicked shut behind her that Odessa let out a deep sigh. Some of the tension she inherently felt whenever she was around Paige left her body—not just because a door now separated them, but because the words Odessa had uttered seemed to have edged off some of her body’s rigidness permanently. Not all, but it was a start.

           Odessa frowned to herself as she made her way down the hall, moving around the few people lingering. She had no doubt that Paige’s words were coated in jealousy, she’d heard it in her voice, but that didn’t mean they didn’t startle Odessa. Especially adding onto Sierra and Crystal’s—albeit kinder—assumptions. When it came to letting her feelings, specifically in the romantic sense, be known, Odessa wasn’t an expert. She didn’t often get into relationships, mostly because she wasn’t the best in expressing who she wanted. Her last serious relationship had been in college, and although since then she’d taken her fair share part in hook up culture, true romance hadn’t really knocked on her door.

           Not that it had now, either. But even she couldn’t ignore her constantly growing feelings for Calum. And despite her efforts in trying to hide them, she hadn’t been entirely successful. Her childish embarrassment stemmed from her friends figuring out her feelings without her meaning to, and it led Odessa into wondering if Calum picked up on it, too. That’s what was embarrassing; not her feelings.

           Odessa shook her head as she went down the stairs. When was she going to stop letting Paige get into her head?

           More importantly—when was she going to move past the habit of keeping herself from indulging in her feelings?

           She reached the bottom of the stairs and her gaze went right to where she’d last seen her friends by one of the couches. Calum was grinning, drinking a White Claw, the smile on his face bright as he animatedly laughed at something deaf to Odessa’s ears. The sight of him made her chest tighten, her heart yearn. Odessa was completely oblivious to when and how she’d fallen for Calum so quickly, so fucking hard, and that sense of losing control was kind of terrifying. He made her smile so easily, made her feel at ease despite her roaring thoughts. Acknowledging the extent of her feelings for him should be exciting, right?

           She failed to swallow the lump in her throat. It seemed as though allowing herself to indulge in her feelings wouldn’t start tonight.

*****

           “You didn’t have to get up so early, Grams. I have Lettie to keep me company,” Odessa laughed lightly, scratching the top of the feline’s head as Grams poured herself some tea.

           “True, but this one doesn’t talk back much,” Grams responded, sitting down at the small table across from Odessa. It was early on Friday morning, and with it being a county holiday, it made for the perfect day to get a head start on the three day weekend trip to Big Bear Mountain. She would have to get to the high school soon to receive her bus roster and make sure all the students who were supposed to be in attendance were present. Grams’ eyes met Odessa’s. “There’s been something bothering you, baby, and I wanted to see if you wanted to talk about it before you left.”

           Odessa paused in absently stirring her bowl of Cheerios, frowning at her grandmother. “I don’t—I’m fine, Grams,” she said with a breezy laugh, hoping it sounded convincing.

           Her grandmother was perceptive, gazing at her unconvincingly. It was still early in the morning, the sun just slowly rising, and Odessa could see orange and red painting the sky as some sunlight streamed in through the window above the kitchen sink. “Something’s been on your mind, Odessa,” Grams pushed gently, the concerned look reappearing in her blue-grey eyes. “I don’t want you going away on this trip with something weighing you down. Maybe I can help.”

           Chewing her cereal, Odessa’s grip on the spoon tightened as she considered her grandmother’s words. She was right, of course; something was weighing her down, had been since Luke and Sierra’s Halloween party where she’d had her little confrontation with Paige. And where Odessa and Calum had won the couples part of the costume contest. Man, that had only pissed Paige off more, and Odessa kind of really hated she let the girl affect her so much.

           She really was pathetic, wasn’t she?

           “It’s just. . . Drama,” Odessa sighed, throat feeling dry despite the cold milk she was drinking. “Boy drama and girl drama and me being an idiot.”

           “You’re not an idiot,” Grams instantly chastised, a disapproving frown on her softly weathered face. “What drama?”

           Odessa twisted her lips to the side, frowning down at her nearly empty bowl. She’d been keeping all of this inside for so long—maybe talking to her grandmother would lessen whatever burden she felt on her shoulders. And heart. Maybe she’d see the light of herself being so fucking dramatic.

           “I like Calum.” It was a fact. A firm and true as the earth being round and the sky being blue. And yet, uttering out loud in the otherwise quiet of the kitchen, of confessing it to even just her grandmother—it felt like the fist that was wrapped around Odessa’s heart had loosened substantially. She thought of Calum, and she not only pictured his warm eyes and kind smile, but his love for Toni Morrison and talent for writing beautiful songs as well as his loud passion for teaching and coaching. She saw the enthusiasm he taught with, the leadership he coached with, and the kindness he never left home without. He was gorgeous inside and out and Odessa liked him with every fiber of her being.

           As frightening as it was to admit that, it was just as freeing.

           “But so does Paige. I mean, I think she does—”

           “What do you mean, think?” Grams asked with a frown. Before that, though, Odessa hadn’t missed her smile when she uttered her own confession.

           Letting out a sigh, Odessa briefly explained the way Paige presented her attraction to Calum—how it seemed more physical and territorial than consisting of true feelings. Of course, Odessa also acknowledged that all of that was conjecture, because she didn’t truly know how Paige felt. She merely stated what she saw when she watched and listened to Paige talk about Calum. Odessa wouldn’t hold her own feelings above Paige’s, no matter how much she didn’t like her. The only thing Odessa could be sure of was her own feelings.

           “And I don’t—” Odessa let out a tired sigh. “I don’t want to have issues with another girl over a guy. It’s so juvenile and just not what I stand for, you know? But I like him a lot, Grams. Him being my coworker is complicated enough—but other than that, how could I even act on my feelings knowing that Paige is interested too?”

           Not to mention the fact that she and Calum had slept together already before. That was a fact Odessa tried to keep out of her mind as much as she could. Because if she were to dwell on it, the realization of Calum wanting to be with Paige over her would suffocate her unforgivingly. But, God, what if she was already setting herself up for an inevitable heartbreak?

           This is why she didn’t do feelings.

           “You’re making this far more complicated than it is, sweetheart.” Odessa’s eyes widened, gaping at Grams in disbelief. She was what? Grams’s expression sobered up, eyebrows lowering as she adopted a serious expression. “You’re not the other woman in this situation. As far as I can tell, there is no relationship between Calum and Paige that you’re disrupting. If you want to be with Calum, let him know, see how he feels. The worst he can do is tell you he wants to be friends, and you can stop focusing your attention on someone who doesn’t deserve it.” Grams scoffed, then. “Call me biased, but that boy would be crazy to not be interested in you, baby.”

           Odessa could feel her heart in her throat, despite logically knowing it was impossible. But some of Grams’s words had struck a chord—you’re not the other woman. Memories of her parents’ marriage falling apart flooded Odessa’s mind, remembering the unforgettable moments of her father’s secret family coming to light, watching as her parents’ already crumbling marriage turn into dust. Was that what Odessa was doing? Painting herself to be some kind of intruder infiltrating on Calum and Paige’s relationship—one that was very possibly just construed by Odessa’s own imagination and Paige’s fleeting comments—the way she always viewed her now-step-mother as in her parents’ marriage?

           The shaking guilt she felt suddenly made sense, and Odessa gasped before she could help it. Oh, yeah. Adolescent trauma loved screwing with one’s head, didn’t it?

           Her conversation with Grams was all that replayed in Odessa’s head as she drove to the school, not even bothering with the radio. Odessa chewed on her lower lip as she drove, frowning at herself for her behavior for the past week. She’d kept her interactions with Calum as minimal as she could; brief conversations in the teacher’s lounge, only passing hello’s in the hall, not waiting for him to come by her room after school when he didn’t have to coach soccer practice so they could walk to the parking lot together. If Calum picked up on her distancing actions, he didn’t make a comment on them, yet Odessa hadn’t missed the occasional frowns that drew together his eyebrows when she’d cut their conversations short by making up some excuse or another to get away.

           She was being childish. Unreasonable. Scared. Paige’s comments from the party had stung more than Odessa would care to admit, and she let it influence the way she was around Calum. Maybe, she had hoped, it would dull some of what she felt for him. It only seemed to do the opposite.

           What now, though? They were two of the six teacher chaperones for this trip. She couldn’t quite avoid him for the entire weekend. Did she even want to? Perhaps. Despite being vocal about her feelings—even if it was just to Grams—Odessa still needed to figure out whether or not she wanted to act on them, feeling the need to reconsider her course of action. In a confusing and twisted sense, being around Calum would only make the deciding process all the more muddled.

           Odessa sighed. She was being crazy. But it made sense to her and, at the end of the day, she was learning that that’s what mattered.

           Between seven-thirty and eight-thirty, the time passed quickly as students and teachers arrived to the school, all carrying duffels and small carry-ons containing their weekend belongings. Odessa stood by Diana Vogel, a biology teacher and one of the other chaperones, as the two chatted about the trip and having to sit on a two hour bus ride with dozens of students. Hopefully the early morning would allow for many of them to get some more sleep.

           Slowly, as the parking lot filled with more students arriving, it grew bustling, the air filled with a low hum of chatter as everyone waited for attendance and to board the waiting charter buses. Odessa passed her time by chatting with Diana, with some students, and at one point her gaze wandered over to a familiar black SUV pulling into its designated parking spot, and Odessa was only absently listening to Diana talk about her excitement to see snow as she watched Calum step out of the vehicle. He looked comfortable in black track pants and a red hoodie, a small suitcase in hand as he greeted some of the soccer players who immediately went over to him.

           Their eyes met from where they stood, a distance between them that could easily be closed, but Odessa remained put. Her moment alone with her thoughts on the drive to school hadn’t really helped her reach a decision of what she wanted to do. Distance was good. Distance would help.

           Even if the frown on Calum’s face she caught before breaking their gaze had her chest tightening.

           Soon enough, once everyone had seemed to arrive, Mrs. Greggs—who was also the freshman advisor and who was ultimately in charge—distributed lists to all of the other chaperones which consisted of which bus was theirs, which students were to be on it, and who their chaperone partner was.

           Odessa glanced down at the list and bit back a curse. Calum’s name stared back at her and at this point, Odessa wasn’t quite sure if the universe was on her side or against it.

           She glanced up, as if feeling Calum’s gaze on her, their eyes locking for a moment. He offered a small smile and Odessa hated that he hesitated in showing her it, a reminder how her self imposed distancing from Calum was effecting him too, and she mustered up a smile back. It was always so easy to smile at Calum. Why was she making things so difficult for them? For herself?

           “Alright—load ’em up!” Mrs. Greggs announced after anyone who needed to quickly go to the bathroom returned, gesturing towards the buses.

           As she neared the bus she was to go on, Odessa saw Calum standing by the compartments where everyone was going to toss in their carry-ons and duffel bags, and he looked at Odessa as she neared them. “I’ll help them with the bags, you go on the bus?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow to see if that was okay with her.

           Odessa nodded, pressing her lips together and offering a smile at the same time. “Sounds good,” she said, pulling her carry-on forward.

           Calum reached out. “I got it,” he said, and Odessa’s heart thumped as he took it from her before carefully placing it in the compartment.

           She thanked him quietly, unsure if he even heard as he helped one of the girls with hers, and Odessa boarded the bus with a smile towards the bus driver. She and Calum were to sit in the front, so she claimed the two front right seats, back against the window and list in hand as she watched students board the bus. They were all talkative as they did so, some making sure to greet her, and Odessa smiled in return as she took in some of the faces that were familiar and others that were not. She only taught freshman and sophomores, and since this trip was for juniors and seniors, the only students she knew were ones she’d occasionally see in the hallway, the soccer players, or the students she’d see at the games.

           She watched as students settled next to their friends on the seats, chattering away in a quiet excitement about the trip. Though, she had been right—Odessa definitely picked up on several students looking forward to sleeping on the drive there.

           Calum was the last one to get on the bus, and once he stood by Odessa, he called for all the students’ attention, effectively silencing them, and Odessa then proceeded to call out attendance to make sure everyone who needed to be on the bus was present. Odessa focused on the task at hand rather than Calum standing right next to her, until it was done, and Mrs. Greggs came by to check if everything was ready.

           About five minutes later, they had left the school, which meant for Odessa and Calum to be seated together for the next two hours and fifteen minutes. She kept her gaze out the window, watching as they passed by buildings and cars and people, trying her hardest not to focus on the tension between her and Calum she knew she was at fault for. Why was it difficult for her to continue to just act normal, be friends, instead of making things awkward by instilling some distance between them? How was that going to help?

           She knew she was being kind of ridiculous. And yet, she didn’t stop herself.

           Odessa couldn’t block out both of her ears to listen to keep herself occupied, given that she had to chaperone the students, so she merely put an earbud in her left ear, the closest to Calum, and began watching an episode of Dead to Me. She’s all too aware of Calum next to her, who’s pulled out a book to read. Odessa wished she could read something—the only transportation she could read a book on was a plane. Reading while in a car, bus, or train left her feeling lightheaded. Which, as a woman who enjoyed reading more than anything else, was quite frustrating.

           A little over an hour into the drive, Odessa was still watching her show and Calum was still reading his book, and despite herself, she wondered why he hadn’t tried to make conversation yet. The bus was relatively quiet; most of the students opted to catch up on some sleep, and those who were awake conversed in hushed tones. All Odessa could really hear, apart from the hum of the bus engine, was the audio from the show she was watching and the occasional scratch of a page turning when Calum was finished with it. His focus was only on what he read, never glancing at her once. And wasn’t that what she wanted? For there to be space?

           Odessa’s grip on her phone tightened. All she could do was watch her show and try not to think of Calum’s familiar cologne wafting over to her, or focus on the way his thigh occasionally brushed against hers where they sat. Grams’s words from earlier echoed through Odessa’s mind, overpowering the audio of the show. If you want to be with Calum, let him know.

           She glanced at him. His gaze was lowered to the book he was reading, features settled into a soft neutrality, eyelashes brushing his cheekbones every time he blinked. Blonde curls fell across his forehead and her fingers itched to brush them away. Odessa quickly looked backed to her phone just as his head ever so slightly turned towards her, cheeks on fire when she knew he’d caught her staring, could feel his gaze on her. Her throat worked, purposefully freezing her gaze on the screen.

           Fuck. What was she doing?

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[theimpossiblescheme]

You know I gotta throw forward either Cyrano de Bergerac or Gus the Theatre Cat for you

... I was going to do both, but I ended up typing a small essay on Cyrano (it’s practically my Brand by now) so I’ll go with him for right now and do Gus in a separate post and tag you in it!

Why I like them: Honestly, what’s not to like?  One of my favorite character types has always been “feral warrior poet who gives exactly zero f*cks”, and there’s no better example than Cyrano--he can run rings around anybody, and it never feels like bragging because he can actually back it up.  And yet there’s still a human heart under all of it--he’s unfailingly kind to so many of the ordinary people in the play, the kinds of people high society would look down upon, and there’s a selflessness and sensitivity to him that feels genuine, not just Rostand trying to trick you into liking him.  You feel all of his insecurities.  You feel it when Cyrano wonders if he’s just going to end up alone for the rest of his life... while he’s talking to his best friend.  We’ve all been there--we get it.

Why I don’t: That said, I’m not gonna pretend he’s perfect (and he shouldn’t be!  He’s so much more human and relatable if he isn’t!).  He’s still capable of being a petty asshole who holds grudges like it’s his job and consistently throws away any chance he has of being happy Because Reasons.  If I ever met him in person, I’d probably sock him in the jaw and then give him a hug (and then promptly end up as mincemeat, but it’d be worth it!).

Favorite episode (scene if movie): Oh, God, the balcony scene.  I know that’s a cliche, but dear God, a well-done balcony scene with a good Cyrano actor will psychologically destroy me in the best way.  I have not been the same since watching Kevin Kline’s rendition.

Favorite season/movie: Of all the adaptations of the play, I gotta go to bat for the 1950 movie being my favorite.  It was the movie that brought me to the dance in the first place, and José Ferrer will always be the standard against whom I grade all other Cyrano actors.  He was born to play that role.

Favorite line: “Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart...”  I tell you what, if somebody said that to me IRL, I might die right there on the spot.

Favorite outfit: I always imagine Kevin Kline’s outfit with the blue doublet from the Broadway revival, so I guess that one.  And if that hat ever goes missing, they know where to look. XD

OTP: Cyrano/Roxanne/Christian for the win.  I don’t even think I need to elaborate--it’s just the only natural outcome.

Brotp: Cyrano and Le Bret--I never see enough content for their friendship, but I live for Le Bret being Cyrano’s rock and the only person who can keep him from completely spiraling, and Cyrano depends on him so much almost in spite of himself.  It’s such a beautiful dynamic.

Headcanon: There have been two Cyranos I can think of who were guitar players (José Ferrer and Douglas Hodge), and I’ve always loved that idea.  He is supposed to be a musician among his many talents, after all!

Unpopular opinion: I keep seeing this take (especially on TV Tropes, for some reason) that Cyrano isn’t a good person, and I can’t say I agree at all.  I’ll concede that he isn’t a very nice person, but there’s a big distinction between nice and good.

A wish: I want to see more actors of color play the role!  I mean, for pity’s sake, Ferrer was only the first Latin-American actor to ever win an Oscar and quite literally the first actor to ever win a Tony, all for playing Cyrano, so there is no reason whatsoever to keep casting only white guys.  There is a massive pool of new diverse acting talent out there, and nobody ever looks hard enough for it.

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: Stop trying to modernize the character and/or make him into a Nice Guy (TM).  I don’t know how how people look at a character who literally concocts an entire scheme to be sure the woman he loves can be happy, even if it’s with another man, and see something like Sierra Burgess (yeah, I’m still mad at that movie).

5 words to best describe them: Infuriating, clever, indomitable, selfless, noble

My nickname for them: ...I’ve called him a dumbass multiple times on my blog, so I guess that counts.  Honestly, if you can’t affectionately call your favorite character a dumbass, are they really your favorite? XD

#When I talk about this play being roughly ten percent of my personality at this point I am not at all exaggerating. XD #I love this ridiculous man and I will never stop talking about him. <3 #asked and answered #cyrano de bergerac #ride-a-dromedary

[simplyserens]

yeethaw and howdy once again partners, it’s me your extremely annoying friend sierra, back at it again bringing her usual garbage characters. anyways if you’ve been here for a bit you’ll remember saturn, my infamous gossip spreader, she’s back! but with a new fc and a new name, so buckle in. new york just got a whole lot messier.

╰☆╮SCARLETT LEITHOLD ─ SEREN KLINE identifies as DEMI-FEMALE and uses SHE/HER & THEY/THEM pronouns. they’re a GOSSIP COLUMNIST/SINGER, and they’re only TWENTY-TWO! they’re said to be SOCIABLE, but also MANIPULATIVE. i guess that’s why they’re known as THE GOSSIP in the tabloids. ( sierra, she/her, cst, 18+ ) ( marina )

the polymath & the contingent — aka her early years [ 0 to 12. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

seren arian kline was born to two parents, who were running away from their past, and who had no idea what they were going to do with a child at their age, both of them being 20 & 21, respectively. 

fun fact! seren’s name translates roughly to ‘silver star’ in english

her mother amelia was a daycare assistant, and her father found wok in the tech industry, together their small little family of three tried the very best to handle whatever life threw at them together

they gave seren the best life that could possibly afford, not having much but the roof over their heads, and barely making enough to say that they were living paycheck to paycheck

at an early age seren proved to be exceptionally smart, not smart enough to be some crazy child genius or anything like that, but she was smart enough that her parents knew they needed to get her the proper education that she deserved, if only they could afford it

seren spent most of her adolescent being the kid that was teased on the playground for reading a book instead of playing soccer, but instead of telling her parents, she’d repress it deep down inside

 seren’s bullying eventually lead to her insatiable need to be liked by everyone, no matter who it was, a teacher, a principal, a fellow student, she craved the validation, nay she needed the validation that came with being liked by other people

her parents began busying themselves with work and lost the special connection they once held with their daughter, their schedules never crossed paths, and soon seren would end up feeling more alone than before

at the young age of 12 seren kline tried to take her own life in her childhood bedroom, thankfully her parents quickly rushed to her aide, and she was being treated in a hospital before she knew it

after spending time with the therapist that seren never knew that she needed she was diagnosed with severe depression, quickly put on medication, and told not to try to throw herself back into her school work, except that’s exactly what she did, throwing herself back into her work like she’d never done before

she thought that this endless cycle would go on for the rest of her life, until one day her father came home with news that would change seren’s life forever 

the opulent & the sovereign — aka her teen years [ 13 to 18. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

her father had landed a new job far away from Wales, and they’d be moving to America, Pennsylvania to be exact

seren was more than ecstatic to get this news, not only did a higher pay increase for her dad mean a nicer lifestyle, it also meant a higher status for her & her family

seren’s mom quickly took the opportunity to find a new job in teaching, and managed to get seren into a very prestigious private school in pennsylvania

it impressed seren’s mother because their mission statement involved churning out well-rounded pupils and a focus on college readiness, it excited seren because she knew she’d finally be with the in crowd

the minute that her bran new louboutin stilettos crossed the pavement she became the new queen b, much to everyone’s dismay

she immediately developed a superiority complex over her peers, showing off her riches whenever she got the chance, constantly reminding them she was better, and despite her behavior she had herd of girls that wanted to be like her, and even more guys that wanted to date her

but despite leading multiple guys on, and then proceeding to do the same thing in secret to some of female peers, she was never fixated on a relationship, all she ever wanted was success

 though her life was about change for a second time on the days leading up to her seventeenth birthday, her parents announced to her that they were getting a divorce, that there relationship wasn’t working out anymore, for trauma's sake seren moved in with her mom, and her father was given visitation rights

her mother ans seren moved to new york, she was no dating some bigshot music producer that she’d met during one of her dad’s many business events

seren was a singer, but mainly kept it hidden from her parents, so the day, aka her seventeenth birthday, she accidentally slipped up and sang in front of her mom’s new boyfriend, he signed her to a music contract, or more her mother signed for her

tthe vindictive & the gossip — aka her current years [ 19 to now. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

her parents became overbearing in trying to control her image and the music that she wrote, so she became very good at lying, and so most of seren’s freetime was spent with her dad in pennsylvania

to try and escape her parents overbearing nature seren applied to nyu university, and to everyone’s surprise, including her one, she was accepted on a full ride scholarship for journalism

in hopes that she finally was beginning to focus on her studies, seren’s parents allowed her to take an extended hiatus from her music career that was just beginning to flourish

seren didn’t do the best in college, like she wasn’t the worst, but she was definitely called into the guidance counselor's office more time than she can count

seren usually used manipulation tactics to get what she wanted during college, heck at one point she even had her roommate wrapped around her finger, and for a majority of her college life she had everyone believe in things she wasn’t even sure were true, but rumors from a pretty face are a powerful thing

seren ended up sleeping with her journalism professor, which basically gave her free reign to do whatever she wanted during class, and soon enough despite everything she thought would happen, she graduated with a degree in journalism

immediately seren was thrown back into her music, and she released her second album at nineteen

though perhaps the more debatable thing that really kickstarted her career is a thirst trap picture that was reposted on chance’s instagram with the caption ‘who is this’, she gained followers overnight 

though seren knew that she wanted more to life than just music, and instagram clout, so she began a gossip blog, she goes under the pen name saturn, but lately it’s been harder to keep the secret from everyone

her gossip blog is the one place where she’s truly herself, spreading rumors being vindictive, and just overall ruining things for people she’s supposedly cares about

though reading her articles and meeting her in person is two completely different things, she will quite literally smile in your face as she twists a knife in your back, and you’ll never suspect a thing

#intro #i don't think there's any tw warnings? #literally nothing traumatic happened to seren she's just a bitch #but stay safe kids & let me know if i missed anything #aLSO this is long but what else is new

[beaumontrpg]

The following characters have been accepted to Beaumont!! Please go over the checklist and make sure everything is in order, and send in your account in under 24 hours. If you need more time to send in your blog, message the main. We welcome you home, to Beaumont.

Katherine ‘Katie’ Goodwin [Reese Witherspoon] played by lauren

Reagan Price [Blake Lively] played by rach

Caspar Jones [Troye Sivan] played by jj

Alma Beckman [Kaylee Bryant] played by mads

Topher Wallace [Austin Butler] played by e

Kristine Kline [Sierra Boggess] played by mesloh

KATHERINE ‘KATIE’ GOODWIN is a 43 year old from BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS, living in Beaumont for the past TEN YEARS. SHE is a PEDIATRICIAN and in her downtime loves COOKING and ILLUSTRATING. She looks an awful lot like REESE WITHERSPOON. (ooc: lauren, 22, she/her, est)

REAGAN PRICE is a 31 year old from HARRODSBURG, KENTUCKY, living in Beaumont for the past MONTH. SHE is a NOVELIST and in her downtime loves DAY DRINKING and CRYING ON HER KITCHEN FLOOR. She looks an awful lot like BLAKE LIVELY. (ooc: rach, 20, she/her, timezone)

CASPAR JONES is a 21 year old from AUSTRALIA, living in Beaumont for the past 3 MONTHS. HE is a PIZZA DELIVERY BOY and in his downtime loves SKATEBOARDING and SONGWRITING. He looks an awful lot like TROYE SIVAN. (ooc: jj, 19, he/him, gmt)

ALMA BECKMAN is a 22 year old from NASHVILLE, living in Beaumont for the past 8 YEARS. She is a BABYSITTER and in her downtime loves TRYING PINTEREST RECIPES and PLAYING SOFTBALL. She looks an awful lot like KAYLEE BRYANT. (ooc: mads, 22, they/them, gmt+1) TOPHER WALLACE is a 22 year old from LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA, living in Beaumont for the past 2 MONTHS. HE is a STAFF MEMBER AT SILVER DOLLAR BOWLING ALLEY and in his downtime loves ROAD TRIPS and KARAOKE NIGHTS. He looks an awful lot like AUSTIN BUTLER. (ooc: e, 23, she/her, pst)   *for Imani’s best friend connection!

KRISTINE KLINE is a 37 year old from New York, New York, living in Beaumont for the past 3 DAYS. SHE is an OPERA/BROADWAY ACTRESS and in HER downtime loves SINGING and TRAVELING. She looks an awful lot like SIERRA BOGGESS. (ooc: Mesloh, 24, she/her, est)    

#accepted #town rp #appless rp #city rp #lsrpg

[notdeadyetnatural]

Dadstiel Unconditional by Arcade fire amv

#reminder #sierras fan work ideas #sierras amv ideas #dadstiel #castiel #jack kline

[alexanicholsauthor]

R.I.P. God 😭

Give me your hand and let me take you back in time about a week. I want to show you how God died, and what killed it. It’s going to be a strange, painful journey, so brace yourself. It forever changed me, and it may well do the same to you. So, brace. And read on…

I had just finished working for the day. I’d written an obscene amount of verbiage, backed everything up like the good writer I am (😂 sorry, couldn’t keep a straight face), and settled back to play some Skyrim as I usually do after a long, hard day of digital ink-slinging.

I rebooted my computer to flush my memory.

I booted up Skyrim.

My laptop froze.

Like, dead froze. Like, nothing at all worked. I had to hard power that motherfucker off, wait for a bit, then power it back on. Only it didn’t get to Windows 10; instead, it went to a boot failure screen that I’ve never seen before. I immediately pulled out my smartphone and started Googling like a madwoman, trying to figure out what the hell happened, and followed the most reputable instructions I could find (a Microsoft employee from their website) to alleviate the issue.

Long story short: my hard drive flat out died. D-E-D. Dead.

This is how God died. (I named my laptop God when I first got it. My new tower – my first tower ever – is named Babel) Rest in peace, my beloved. Your life was over too soon. I was not ready.

In case you can’t tell, it’s been an interesting couple of weeks over here in the #Alexaverse.

On the writing side of things, things are a bit lighter, and I have a ton of news. Erotic Urban Legends: Broken Wings is available for August 1, 2019 preorder. The paperback is available for purchase now, and the audiobook version is currently being recorded by one of my favorite narrators: Robyn Isaacs (She’s the one who narrated Erotic Urban Legends: The Patchwork Girl). Also, the audiobook version of The Secret Life of Miel has been finalized, and we’re just waiting for Audible to approve it. And finally, the audiobook version of Girl Fight is complete! The narrator, the incomparable Sierra Kline, did an amazing job on it – all we’re waiting for now is Audible to approve the final product so it can go out for sale!

So much to be excited for. 🤗

Something not to be excited for? The current part of Exitium Mundi I’m writing. It’s titled Sera, and it’s getting harder and harder to finish. I mean, I’ve cranked out about 10,000 words these past four days, and while that looks good in print… see, part of the problem is that Sera is suicidal, and tends to cut herself. I based her off someone I knew in real life, someone I loved very dearly that isn’t with us anymore. The way Sera’s story ends is kind of dark, with a sliver of light interwoven within.

I’m not gonna lie: it’s hard as fuck to write, and I haven’t quite figured out how I want to wrap it up. Maybe I made it too personal. I keep going back and forth with so many psychological dynamics that I feel like I just need to get drunk and have at it. I dunno.

I remember now why drinking appealed to me so much. 😅 It seems to be the only time my mind calms, the only time I can truly relax and write things I normally wouldn’t be able to. I’m weird, I know, but you guys love me – you wouldn’t be reading this if you didn’t.

And I really, truly, and deeply appreciate that. Thank you. 💖

[edenredd]

Blackwood Milk Farm Book 2 Audio is live!

Blackwood Milk Farm Book 2 Audio Book is Live! Hello my lovely Lewdites and Redd-heads!Blackwood Milk Farm book 2 is now available in audio book! The amazing Sierra Kline narrated the sultry and seductive tale of the mystical farm on the edge of nowhere.When a demon arrives at Blackwood farm seeking a spiritual experience, Asher hesitates to let such a creature with a dark reputation stay. But…

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[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Pronouns and popcorn

Pronouns and popcorn https://ift.tt/mUXNL2o by disfanatic10 Tag to “Exes are complicated.” Domestic team free will fluff fic where the kids watch movies and talk about identities. Words: 1134, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Claire Novak, Sierra Lachlan, Castiel (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Claire Novak/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Caring Sam Winchester, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Domestic Team Free Will (Supernatural), Jack Kline and Claire Novak are Siblings, Gender Non-Conforming Jack Kline via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/snwXymT May 07, 2023 at 09:30PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' #Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

[randomestroleplays]

Upcoming Muses

an incomplete look at the next selection of muses I’m looking to introduce, very happy to start talking crossovers before their introductions are out if anyone is interested

Abbie Hudson ( glee )

Adelaide Stark ( avenges )

Adeline Mikaelson ( legacies )

Adhara Black ( harry potter, golden era )

Adina Lightwood ( shadowhunters )

Alessia Stark ( avengers )

Ariadne Blackthorn ( shadowhunters )

Asteria quill ( guardians of the galaxy ) 

Atalanta Jackson ( percy jackson )

Blair Dupont ( vampire diaries universe )

Callie Raeken ( teen wolf )

Camila Nelson ( stranger things )

Carlotta Falcone ( the batman )

Charlotte Bridgerton ( bridgerton )

Cleo Sullivan ( the umbrella academy )

Coco Bates ( gossip girl 2021 )

Constance Osborn ( the amazing spider-man )

Delaney Carlyle ( riverdale )

Elle Harper ( titans / dc )

Elle Winchester ( supernatural )

Emilia Newton ( twilight )

Finley Rider ( descendants )

Halley Shaw ( teen wolf )

Hel Solo ( star wars, the new trilogy )

Helena Hargreeves ( the umbrella academy )

Jacqueline Grant ( gilmore girls )

Joanna Baratheon ( game of thrones )

Josie Archibald ( gossip girl )

Kyla Keller ( gossip girl 2021 )

Nevaeh Murphy ( supernatural )

Peggy Featherington ( bridgerton )

Rachel Elliot ( the society )

Reese Masrani ( jurassic world )

Remi Alcott ( titans / dc )

Rosalind Greengrass ( harry potter, marauder’s era )

Sierra Nearing ( the umbrella academy )

Tyler Barton ( avengers )

Valentina Wolfe ( gossip girl 2021 )

Vanessa Kline ( titans / dc )

Venus Malfoy ( harry potter )

Victoria Blofis  ( percy jackson )

Wilhelmina Hargreeves ( the umbrella academy )

Willow Dell ( gilmore girls )

#𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔭𝔢 #⋘ ─ ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ─ ⋙ ooc #muses #rp muses #roleplay muses

[clarounette]

NEW AUDIO: REAPER by K.L. Savage

NEW AUDIO: REAPER by K.L. Savage

NOW LIVE IN AUDIO!!! Reaper by K.L. Savage is now available in audio!!!

“WOW I WAS BLOWN AWAY!!!!” – Spunky and Sassy Blog   “Now this is how you begin an MC series. Hot and straight out the gate, hard.” – Amazon Reviewer

Narrated by: Sierra Kline and Logan McAllister   Audible: https://adbl.co/3cBrRjo Amazon: https://amzn.to/2XBwNAI

My dead best friend’s daughter and the woman that haunts…

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#audiobook #KL Savage #Logan McAllister #new release #Sierra Kline