#anyways cathy is fun i like her

[smrtnik07]

the way her dress works annoyed me so i mildly redesigned it

#canto vi spoilers #limbus company #art i made #it looks so weird but idc.. i have carpal tunnel #<- my best excuse for making shitty art. its true tho. it genuinely hurts so much<3 its hard to go back and fix the hands that look weird. #since i stopped playing limbus that much its so much easier to catch up w the story i just.. go on limbus datamines website.. #instead of playing the game.. <3 #anyways cathy is fun i like her #i forgot the roses.

[corvidcall]

there's a podcast i like thats focused on leftist theory through a christian lens (which i just think is really interesting, given how many christians you meet that are loudly anti-communist and for some reason are convinced jesus would love capitalism) and i just saw a tweet thread they made saying that, for Lent, they want to give up the US blockade against Cuba (so theyre spending the next 40 days writing letters to biden and their local reps and encouraging others to do the same)

i am delighted i bought all those stamps at costco because i am gonna be writing some goddamn letters to our dumbfuck government

#anime life #they shared a google doc they wrote about how to write the letters and some ideas of what to say #my local rep is verrrrry conservative and '''''christian''''' #and in the google doc they pointed out that the past 3 popes and the world council of churches #have all called for the US to end the embargo #do i think this will get through to cathy mcmorris rogers?? no because she has brain worms #but i still think it'll be fun for me to insist that my gay trans ass is better at being christian than her #when im an atheist #anyway if anyone wants the google doc or the zine these guys made abt christian solidarity w cuba #i can share #but like. obviously theyre very christian lmao #again i am an atheist but being raised catholic in a very fundamentalist christian nation #i think hearing christian arguments against capitalism and for. things that are generally good. is really interesting and illuminating

[upsidedownmvnson]

tell me you love me | steve harrington

warnings: fluff (warning lol) friends to lovers, idiots to lovers,

a/n: i actually really loved this <3 i hope you do too

tell me you love me vol 2

Steve Harrington had already tried twice in his life to confess his love for you.

The first time, you two were in the tenth grade and you had just accepted stupid Jack Warren's invitation to prom, so Steve didn't bother. That was back when he was settling into popularity anyway, so he got over it pretty quickly. He was dating Cathy Bartlett the next week.

The second time, Robin had made him pinky promise not to date you. She had held him down, sat on his back and twisted his arm until he pinky swore that he wouldn't do anything to destroy the delicate ecosystem of the friend group. There was already one awkward ex-situation in there.

But Robin was right, you were not like the girls he normally dated. If things went wrong he wouldn't be able to just sweep it under the rug, it could have painful ramifications for all his friends. Although... he didn't actually think it would go that bad. Steve would find his mind wandering on the idea often. He pictured the two of you in the kitchen, side by side cooking dinner and talking about your day. When he thought of you, it felt like home. It felt like somewhere he could build a house and live forever.

If he could only get the words out, he'd realize how quickly you'd accept him. He'd realize he wasn't the only one of you that was stupid in love.

You had been in love with Steve since you could remember. But never once thought he'd shared your interest, not with all the girls around him all the time. The way he shines in their attention and basks in their praise, it's enough to make you sure he's happy with how it is. Or he probably wouldn't have told you all about his date with Debbie Dabbenthorn, right?

Tonight, you, Nancy and Robin were at a party. Something Steve desperately tried to make not happen. But he was working, so there was no one to stop you girls from coaxing each other into drink after drink, which you always did. The three of you always drank too much, and Steve always got stuck trying to coral you and Robin into his car.

At the party, Nancy was handing you another red cup filled to the brim, sloshing over the side and coating your fingers. You hadn't noticed.

"I love when we ditch the boys," Nancy said, smiling as she sipped out of her own solo cup. "It's so fun!"

"Same," Robin said, slinging her arm around Nancy's shoulers, making the two of them sway and laugh. They caught their balance and cheered drinks. "Hey, help me find the bathroom!"

It wasn't hard to find, but it was hard for all three of you to get there without knocking into each other, but it didn't matter. The three of you giggled the whole way, laughing too hard over barely anything. Enjoying the simple joy of being with your friends on a party.

The line for the bathroom was short, only a few people deep. Nancy was grilling Robin on her love life while Robin evaded every question with a vague answer, soon, she turned it onto you, focusing Nancy on the other singler girl in the group.

"Do you not think anyone is cute at least?" Nancy said, not quite believing you when you say you didn't have a crush on anyone at the moment. You shrugged, trying to avoid admitting that it was her ex boyfriend that really turned your head. Robin chuckled, and slid into the bathroom.

You started sipping your drink when Nancy asked, "Not even Steve?" and you nearly choked, but you coughed once and composed yourself. You stared at her, confused as to why she would bring him up.

"You don't have to say anything," she said, and you looked into your cup, noting that you'd need a replacement after this trip. "But it would be okay with me."

Robin opened the bathroom door again, reassembling the trio be throwing her arms around both of your shoulders. "New drinks!" she cheered, steering you all in the direction of the kitchen.

"Drink up," Nancy giggled, "and then let's dance!"

So that's what you did, you guys drank and danced and had a great time. Until Jonathan came to pick up Nancy. That's when you saw that it was after nine, so Steve should've been on the way to come collect you and Robin from your drunken outing. You told Robin again how nice it was for Steve to come get you.

"But c'mon, you love him right?" Robin asked, laughing at your shock.

"I do not love him," you argued, but you did. Robin shrugged, but didn't look convinced. "He just is beautiful, that's all."

"Nah," she said, brushing off the idea with a wave of her hand. "You just love him."

"Do not," you mumbled. But Robin already leaned the other way when Vicki walked up to talk to her. You leaned further into the couch, the ugly thing was very comfortable. Steve should be there any minute.

"Hey," Robin whispered, "Vicki invited me to go with her friends to the lake... Are you gunna be okay here? You're not too drunk are you? Because if you think you can't stay awake, I'll stay of course..."

"Robin, go! I'll be fine for like two minutes..." you slurred, you were pretty drunk but Steve really was going to be there any second.

"Okay!" she didn't have to be told twice before she was scrambling after Vicki in her love-drunk haze. Or maybe just regular drunk, but Robin was feeling giddy anyway.

Steve was running behind because he lost the address that Robin had given him. She'd just ripped off a corner of a piece of paper, and Steve had lost it at some point in his shift. When he finally found the place he was thirty minutes behind.

When he got inside you were curled up on the couch alone, snoozing while some couple made out next to you in the spot Robin had vacated. He smiled when he saw you, and took a knee next to you, trying to wake you up nicely. He stroked your cheek, and tucked some hair behind ear, making you stir softly in your slumber.

"Time to get up," Steve said, "Where's Robin?"

"Went with Vicki," you whispered, rubbing your eyes, smudging whatever makeup wasn't already ruined from the dancing.

"Well, how mean of her to leave you here all alone," he said, running his thumb along your cheek again. "Can't trust you guys alone now though, she did leave you to fall asleep at a house party. That's like really bad, I'm mad at her."

You made a soft noise in response, his stern voice was, not so stern. He smiled at you, and you couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was. Leaning close to you, rubbing your cheek, hair falling perfectly on his forehead and you just wanted to reach up and brush it away like he did. But your hands were wedged under your head, and you were afraid that if you stirred even an inch, he would leave, and this moment would be over.

"Guess you'll just have to make sure you come with us next time," you whispered, eyes bloodshot and glossy from all the alcohol. He thought you were the most beautiful girl in the room. The party was still raging around him, and he easily could've found a place within the girls, but he was content in this moment with you. Your eyes started feeling heavy, and you couldn't stop them from constantly fluttering shut.

“C'mon let me help you up babe,” Steve said, aiding your drunk figure. The nickname made your stomach flip. You were dead weight, giggling as he took care of you and grabbed your things and still found the patience to be kind to you, musing like he was interested in all your drunk babble.

“You're just so pretty, Stevie, it's stupid,” you cooed, finding a place beside him with his arms around you for balance as he lead you, slowly, to his car.

"D-Don't say that stuff," Steve said, voice cracking at the beginning. You were drunk, and it was dark, but you still noticed the blush on Steve's cheeks, and you smiled.

He opened the door for you, and you commented, "so romantic," while holding your hand over your heart, and Steve's heart raced. He went around the trunk of his car to get another second of fresh air, if you saw him in the light you were sure to see the heat he felt in his neck and cheeks. You were flirting with him, and he couldn't contain his excitement every time you complimented him, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes.

The entire trip was like that. From the moment he was in the car you were just a loose cannon of compliments and praises. This combination of him sober and you drunk has never happened while alone before. Were you this flirty with him when he was drunk too?

The answer was yes. The real reason Nancy knew you really wanted Steve was because whenever you two are drunk and together you look like you're in love... because you are. Holding hands, head on shoulder, legs across laps, big bright smiles that made everyone think you were truly, madly, deeply in love. Everything that's just a little too friendly, but never crossing that silly little line that kept you both under the umbrella of just friends.

You were a delight in his passenger seat. He only wished you spoke like this when you were sober, because then maybe he'd know for sure you love him too.

"Hey Steve?" you asked, voice coming out as almost a purr in your sleepy state. Steve's heart melted. "Can I hold your hand?"

"Yeah," he answered, clearing his throat and moving his hand over to your lap, intertwining your fingers. Your hands were cold to the touch, but all you felt was the comforting warmth of him. You were both smiling, goofy grins to match the butterflies in your stomach. "You can hold my hand whenever you like."

You made another happy hum, but said nothing else. The ride was short. No words exchanged, just the quiet songs on the radio, turned low to let you drift off in the passenger seat.

When you got to his house, he parked the car, looking at you. He didn't want to wake you. And he didn't want to let go of your hand. Maybe he should just stay in the car all night.

Of course he didn't do that. Steve weaseled his way out of your grip, not bothering to hide how pleased he was that you whined at the loss of his touch. he helped you out of the car, encouraging you to climb on his back for "an express ride to the VIP bathroom," and he delivered, carrying you, all dead weight and giggling, to the bathroom where he left you to clean up. You put on the clothes he delivered, Plaid pajama pants and a big grey shirt. Well, you put the shirt on, the pajama pants were thrown into the tub, because you couldn't be forced to wear pants.

"Steeeeeve," you slurred, leaving the bathroom, giggling and bumping into the doorframe.

Steve was standing in the doorway to his room, wearing only blue plaid pj pants. His torso on glorious display, while he stood frozen at the sight of you. You stretched your arms over your head, and the shirt rose, exposing your panties to him. He nearly choked looking at you.

"Can I sleep in your room?" you asked, smiling at the effect you had on him. "Look how cute I am," you said, turning around and lifting the shirt while bending over slightly, giving him a perfect view of your ass, with the panties laying deliciously over your cheeks.

"Jesus," he muttered, unable to look away but trying to force himself to. He shouldn't be sneaking a peak while you were this drunk, but in his defence you were the one showing him. "Come to bed, just put your shirt down."

"It's your shirt," you teased, obeying him anyway. You danced behind him into the room, and crawled into bed. It smelled so good, it smelled like him. You could've stayed by Steve's side under these blankets forever.

You lay facing Steve, in his overly big, overly comfortable bed, too tired and drunk to keep your eyes open, but you still try. Steve smiles at your determination to stay awake, he watches your eyes blink quickly, trying to shake the sleep away.

You want to reach over and intertwine your hands, you don’t. He wants to reach out and brush the hair off your forehead and behind your ear, he doesn’t.

“Are we in love, Steve?”

The sharpness of your question cuts him, wounding him in a way he didn’t know was possible. He wanted to speak, but there were no words. No charismatic come back, and no way to avoid the lingering question in the air. Steve holds his tears back. He really did love you.

When your eyes peak open, he’s nodding. His eyes filled with tears that he refuses to let you see, but you see. "Yeah, I think so."

“Why is it so sad?”

“Because we're best friends," he said, "and I can't lose you."

"Tell me you love me," you whispered, silly mood replaced with a tight feeling in your throat, like you were going to cry. But you held it back.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too."

He wanted to cry. He wanted to kiss you. But instead, he just sighed, and found your hand under the sheets, and held it tightly. He was frozen. This was his dream come true, so why did it feel like a nightmare? Like you were right there, but he couldn't have you. Like he was doomed to stay in love with you, and never actually get to be with you.

“I will still love you in the morning whether I say it or not, Stevie.” Your eyes finally started winning the battle, and they stayed closed more than they stayed open, too heavy too fight.

"I know babe," he said, watching as you breathing changed and your eyes didn't open again. "I will too."

#stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington angst #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x fem!reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines

[anatheapple]

Okay, so this is an idea I’ve had floating around in my head for awhile now as a DPxDC crossover! However, I acknowledge that my DC knowledge is still a bit lacking, but hear me out though!

So, Jason was raised by Willis & Cathy/Catherine Todd, who he believed to be his birth parents, right? Unfortunately, for him, that’s only half right as his birth mother wasn’t Cathy, but a Dr. Sheila Haywood (who betrays him to Joker & gets him killed). However, while Cathy did raise Jason as her son, imagine if she actually did have a biological child with Willis, but sent him away?? And this child maybe got adopted by a pair of crazy Ghost Scientists with a child of their own already?

I imagine, in this scenario, Jason might’ve found both his and Danny’s birth certificates at the same time, instead of just his own! Gives him some more conflict during this time when Bruce has benched him as Robin & he now finds out he has a half brother somewhere out there and his bio mom is (possibly) still alive! So many fun plots to explore! Maybe he chooses to not find Danny, as he believes this life is too dangerous and doesn’t want to drag him in? Or, maybe, that’s the first person he wants to find! The last biological piece of Catherine, the mother who loved and raised him as her own! (Also, imagine the feelings Danny would feel about his birth mother giving him away but raising Jason instead??)

But even more tragically… imagine Jason and Danny both kick the bucket within a year of each other… like, Danny would have to be younger than Jason, but depending on how you have the timelines line up, they could both have their deaths happen pretty soon after each other!

The angst Jason would feel after finding out his brother died and came back like he did?? (Well, kinda, depends if you view Ectoplasm and Lazarus Water as the same/similar.) That he also is forever changed and put through hell because of their “accidents”?? Maybe he could’ve saved Danny if he tried harder to look for him. Maybe he could’ve saved them both! Imagine his conflict when being reunited!

Anyways, that’s the main details I’ve come up with for this idea, so I hope it makes sense! Don’t know if someone has already written something like this (if so, please share with me 🙏). But I don’t think I’ll actually write anything with this but I needed it out there and out of my head! (Also, I’m not on here often so idk how this app works, hope the right people find this & enjoy it. If you know me irl, no you don’t.)

#dpxdc #dp x dc prompt #maybe prompt #Danny Fenton and Jason Todd are Half Brothers #imagine they die the same exact day tho??? #or Danny dies the day Jason is resurrected!! #yes I saw the February writing prompts and it reminded me of this idea I’ve had on the back burner for years now #secret long lost sibling #so much potential for silly fun times and angst #I don’t see myself actually writing for this idea though #someone take this idea and run #i hope i tagged this right

[catnippackets]

waitwaitwait. Cailín. Your OC's name is Cailín. You named her Girl‽

bahaha it means girl but it's also a proper name, it's from Caitlin and also by extension Cathy so I thought it was a fun callback to her old name! it means "pure" which was not in 10 year old Selena's mind when I picked it out I think I literally just wanted another K or C name to match Keira but within the plot of the new story it actually kind of words out in my favour

while I was picking out her name and looking this up I was like hm the proper name doesn't have the fada but the regular noun does, would that change the entire meaning of the name and make it completely different? and then I chose the fada version anyway bc I've been toying w the idea of making her trans for a while so the idea of her picking out her new name and naming herself Girl felt cute to me as well haha

#ask #lunaraquaenby

[lostfirefly]

Just a second, we're not broken, just bent and we can learn to love again

The idea is based on my biggest fight in life and friends who are in relationships. For some reason, I think Buggy might get mad over something like this. Anyway, Sunday is the best time for a long fic :) English is not my native language, errors may occur. As always, feel free to share your thoughts :)

Masterlist is here

Description: Buggy asks Catherine out on a date, and they accidentally run into an old friend of hers.

Warnings: Fun, fluff turn into their big quarrel. Angry Catherine, angry, jealous and pissed off Buggy.

Words: 5415

Buggy x OC from my “You’ve Got the Same Dream as Me” series.

Taglist: @gingernut1314, @operationroots, @hey-august

The title is taken from "Just Give Me a Reason" by Pink feat. Nate Ruess.

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“Cathie-pie, it's only 9 am.” Buggy mumbled into his pillow in a sleepy voice.

“I’m in a good mood.” Catherine was spinning around in the bedroom to the music, moving her butt from side to side. "Don't you dare kill my mood!" 

“What is wrong with you?” Buggy rolled over on his back and rubbed his eyes.

“Nothing! I woke up in a wonderful city that I adore. We’re home and my blue-haired love is with me! Wo-o-o-ho-o-o!” Catherine raised her arms up and spun around her axis. She stopped for a second, looked at Buggy, broke into a smile and threw herself onto the bed with a squeal. “Love!” Smack. “Love!” Smack. “Love, love, love you!!” Smack. Smack. Smack. “I love your nose.” Smack. “I love your gray hair on your temples and eyebrows!” Smack. “I love your painted mouth.” Smack. Smack. 

“Geeez, woman! It's only morning! Stop doing this shit! Stop dancing, twirling and kissing me. Better get in here!” Buggy lifted the blanket and Catherine happily crawled under the covers with her whole body, and stuck her head out.

“Hi! Here I am!” Smack. “You are going somewhere today. Can I come with you?” She settled under his armpit and took his hand. 

“Sorry, cotton candy, but it's a little personal.” Buggy looked at her disheveled hair and placed his chin on the top of her head. 

“Okay, at the end of the day, you need your own space. I don't want to turn into one of those annoying couples who can't live even a minute without each other.”

“What? I can easily live a day without you!”

“Liar!” Catherine frowned playfully. “If I'm not in the room, you come to me in 10 or 15 minutes. Yesterday, I was in the kitchen arranging Indian food on plates. You came to me though I had been out of the living room for 5 minutes. You just can't live without me! And when you're at rehearsals, you constantly send me messages. And by the way, stop asking for naked pictures of me. This won't happen!”

“But why?” Buggy looked at her with upset eyes.

“I'm not going to send you this when you're at work, clown.” Catherine shook her hand negatively. “What if someone sees?”

“So what?” Buggy shrugged. 

“Why do you need my naked photos? I don’t even want to think what you could be doing there, looking at them. I'm lying next to you now, isn't that enough?”

“Doesn't count.” Buggy muttered into her head. “You're in your pajamas. More precisely, in your pants with piglets and my t-shirt. Again.”

“Sorry that this is one of those rare mornings where I luckily woke up dressed.” Catherine blushed. “And after your meeting, what are you gonna do?”

“Hah, I wanted to ask you out on... well... on a date.”

“Seriously?” Catherine suddenly sat on top of him and leaned towards his face. “You haven't invited me anywhere for a long time.”

“We were in the desert, among the pyramids. Where was I supposed to invite you? For dinner in a sarcophagus?” Buggy placed his hands on her back. “Do you understand that you are now in a dangerous position? Why are you doing this? Where's my humble girl?” 

“Your humble girl is here.” Catherine ran her lips over his lips. “Right here.” 

“Fuck this!” Buggy's hands quickly slid under her t-shirt. “You're mine, Cathie-pie! And I’ll prove that to you now.” He kissed her greedily. 

“Na-ah!” Catherine broke the kiss, raised her body and stroked his shoulders. "You had somewhere to go. Get up and go."

“But.. Sex, baby..” Buggy looked confused. “I thought we were go~.”

“You're such a fool.” She pecked him on his nose and snuggled under the blanket. “Nope. Date first. Go away, fucking clown. I wanna sleep some more.”

Catherine didn’t know how not to laugh out loud, watching him get out of bed, muttering under his breath “Little shit!”. 

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Buggy entered a bright room and approached a table at which a green-haired man was sitting. 

“Mister the Clown!” He raised his head: 

“Yeah, me. Is it ready?” Buggy asked quietly. 

“Yes, just a minute.” The man run away somewhere into the storage room. 

Buggy was sitting on a chair and was noticeably nervous. 

The man returned and opened the velvet box. “Everything is as you ordered. Bright, shiny, beautiful, black and with Egyptian vibes. Our designer added a little more drawing here and here, so everything looks more complete.” 

Buggy picked up the box, squinted and carefully turned it in all directions. “Perfect! How much is the total?”

“As I told you yesterday, it turned out to be more expensive than we thought, sir.” The man reached into the table for papers. 

“I don’t care about the money, how much?” Buggy barked. 

“2 million, sir.” 

“Fine.” He took out the card and swiped it through the terminal. 

“Sir, this is a wonderful gift. And whoever this gift is for, anyone will be glad to receive it.” 

Buggy looked at the guy with the corner of his eye. “This is not just a gift for anyone, idiot. This is for my Cathie-pie.”

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Catherine reached the Rosinante bar on Dressrosa Street and looked around. Buggy was nowhere to be seen, and she started to think that she had mixed up the address when the message “turn left” came on the phone. Catherine looked in different directions, but saw no one. She shrugged and walked to the left, grumbling quietly. A new message came on the phone: “to the other left and don’t grumble!”. Catherine turned around, thought a little, and reached into her bag. 

“Damn you and your chop chop shit, idiot!” She mumbled and began to gently tickle Buggy's ear with her fingers. “This is my revenge on you, pervert!” 

Catherine turned the right corner and saw Buggy. 

“You lost something.” She handed him his ear. "Stop leaving your body parts everywhere, clown. When I made you breakfast yesterday, your hands were flying all over the kitchen just to grab something. Bread, cheese, my ass. Don't be lazy and get your butt off the couch. Hi!" Catherine pecked him on the lips, put Buggy's ear back in place and looked around. “What are we doing here? It seems like you called me to a bar, but this is a restaurant.” 

“And this is my surprise.” He smiled and made a come-on gesture with his hand. 

“But I’m dressed like hell, Buggy.” Catherine said with an upset voice and looked at her jeans. “You should warn me, I should at least wear a dress.” 

“Fuck it! You’re always beautiful.” He bent his arm at the elbow and offered it to her. 

“Wow! Today you are Buggy the Gentleman.” Catherine grabbed his hand, and they walked into the restaurant together. 

Catherine looked around. Everything inside looked elegant. Soft light fell on the mahogany walls, there were bas-reliefs on the ceiling and beams, white starched tablecloths on the tables. She was surprised by the oval shape of the restaurant and the fact that it had several floors. All the world's most delicious smells seemed to mingle inside. The room was filled with laughter, voices, the constant clinking of glasses. The place seemed like a small oasis in the middle of the hot city. A place where strangers could become friends for a while, eating delicious food. A place where fairy stories could be trawled until the wee hours of the morning. One of the hostesses greeted them with a warm and wide smile and escorted them to a table.

“Wow. Everything is so beautiful.” Catherine sat down on the semicircular sofa and gently ran her hand along the table. “Are we celebrating something today? We don't have a relationship anniversary, first kiss, or first...you know.” She blushed. 

“Oh, I remember that day. And how you dragged me into the bedroom.” Buggy rolled his eyes dreamily and asked the waitress to bring wine.  

“Said the disgusting man who took me to the airport. Lucky for you, I stayed to punish you!” Catherine stroked his head. 

“Yeah, and you successfully do it every day. Returning to your question, we celebrate nothing. We have a lot of money, why can’t I take you to a restaurant and show my girl to the whole world.” The waitress brought a bottle of the most delicious wine and Buggy immediately poured it into Catherine’s glass.

During the date they laughed a lot. Catherine loved the fact that Buggy could make her laugh until she cried, and this fact sometimes caused her to catch unhappy looks from some of the visitors. Buggy constantly ordered her food and the most expensive wine, almost never taking his eyes off her. She blushed and asked him to stop staring. Throughout the evening, Buggy got angry when something went wrong. When the waiter brought the wrong wine, he threw a tantrum. When they mixed up the dishes, he got angry again. Catherine kept reassuring him that everything was fine. But he wanted the evening to be perfect, not just fine. 

She listened attentively to his stories, trying to understand where the truth ended and his fantasies began. During their dinner Catherine always said that she loved him, that he was handsome and funny. She constantly hugged Buggy, making him blush. At home, when no one saw, he was slowly getting used to her expression of feelings, then in public he sometimes had trouble with it. Yes, he could make a loud dirty joke or grab her ass. But he also said something nice to her. Quietly.  

“I think I'm about to burst.” Catherine patted her belly lightly. “A couple more nights like this, and you'll be rolling me around like a ball. We spent a lot of money here, yeah?” 

“Not a bunch. Just 10000. Baby, we have 350 million in our account, we can eat in restaurants every fucking day.” Buggy took a sip of beer. 

“We can, but I won't let you spend all your money on food and booze.” Catherine placed her head on Buggy’s shoulder. “First, stop grabbing my ass, clown. Second, what's next?”

“It's hard not to try to grab your ass. You're seducing me with your bare shoulders the whole evening. And I'm taking you for a walk.” 

Catherine shook her head and pulled her shirt on. Buggy took her hand and led her for a walk. They wandered along the promenade, listening to the sound of the waves and catching glances from visitors in the small cafes. One of the older women muttered “look the clown took the princess for a walk", Catherine quickly sent her the fuck away and then spent a long time calming the upset Buggy. Later he snatched a cup of lavender ice cream for Catherine, laughing that half an hour ago she was talking about being full and already she was asking for ice cream. 

Catherine dragged Buggy to the beach, sat down on the sand and pulled him along with her. Buggy sat down next to her, and she immediately settled under his armpit. 

Catherine took his hand and began to stroke his palm with her fingers. “It's great, right? Thank you for this evening! I love when we go for walks.” She glanced at Buggy. “Do you think that in old age you will want to hold my hand? I will obviously dry out under the hot sun of Egypt and become a disgusting mummy. You will stop loving me and will leave to look for a younger mummy.” 

“You will be the most beautiful old mummy in the world!” Buggy became nervous. “You know.. I would like us to be.. to be together. I don’t know. When I will be 80 years old, I want to eat your pancakes, chewing them with false teeth.” 

Catherine laughed. “You look sexy even now with gray hair on your eyebrows and temples, but all gray hair and with false teeth, you will make a splash!” 

“Listen.. About being together.” Buggy cleared his throat. “Cathie-pie, you know I lo~.”

“I know.” She nodded. 

“Don't interrupt me, woman! And you love me.”

“Not just love! I love you so-o-o much!” Catherine sat on her knees and spread her arms wide to the side. “You know, I thought that if I fell in love when I was over 30, I would be calm. See? You blew my head off, Buggy Bear.” She cupped his face and pecked him on his lips several times. 

“I still insist that this is a terrible, terrible nickname, by the way.” Buggy cleared his throat again and took her hands. “But.. I wanted to ask you. You.. You… Do you wa~...” 

“Shatter me with thunder! Catherine Elizabeth Mitchell!” A man's voice came from somewhere to the side. Catherine turned around and her jaw dropped. 

“Larnie?!” She jumped up and ran to a tall, pumped up dark-haired guy and hugged him. “What are you doing here?” 

“Are you asking me?” He kissed her on the cheek and raised her above the sand.  “We haven’t seen each other for how long? About 5 or 7 years? And of all the possible places on the planet, I find you on the beach in Cairo!” He put her down and kissed again.

“Life is unpredictable, right?” Catherine laughed. 

“At first it seemed to me that it wasn't you, but then I heard your loud laugh, which I cannot confuse with anything. How.. What.. How.. How did you end up here?” Larnie shook her hands. 

Catherine carefully nodded towards Buggy, who was watching this whole situation with a not very happy face. “It's a long story, but over there sits my main reason. Buggy, come here! This is Larnie! We went to school and university together. Larnie, this is my Buggy.”

Buggy reluctantly stood up and came closer to Catherine, pulled her closer and immediately wrapped his hand around her waist, marking the territory. 

“No! You have to tell me everything! We haven't seen each other in a thousand years! The last time I saw you, you wanted to marry the marshmallow man.” Larnie scratched his cheek. 

“Hah, yes. But the marshmallow man lost in an unequal fight with this man.” Catherine stroked Buggy’s back.

“No, no! We're going somewhere to drink. You, me and... Biggy, right?” 

“Buggy.” He answered dryly. 

“Wait a sec, Larnie!” Catherine took Buggy's hand and led him aside, asking if he wanted to go somewhere. Buggy didn't want to go, but he looked into her eyes, exhaled heavily, and agreed. Catherine jumped up with a squeal and smacked him several times on the cheek. 

They reached Arlong's Bar and sat down at a table.  Larnie looked around for a long time and was surprised at the fish people.

“When I first saw them, I had the same reaction.” Catherine laughed loudly. “It was so strange. Fish people drinking alcohol. But I'm so happy I was brought here. Oh, oh, Larnie! See the bar counter? Near it I met Buggy.” Catherine stroked Buggy's back and opened the menu. “Oh, my love. Can you order me this?” She pointed at the drawing of the blue velvet cake. 

“Ok.” Buggy stopped the fish waiter, ordered dessert, beer and wine. He practically kept his eyes on Larnie. Catherine smiled back at Buggy and silently said with her lips “I love you.”

“Can't believe it! My little friend Catherine is in a relationship. You're a lucky man, Buggy. That girl had so many guys chasing after her, but this is not surprising she has always been a cheerful laugher. But she'd just sit with her books. Sometimes they managed to ask her out, but it always ended the same way. I thought she'd end up with books or a boring, pimply librarian. But our little Catherine surprised everyone.” Larnie chuckled, called the waitress and ordered several bottles of beer for himself and Buggy and a bottle of wine for Catherine. “Oh, do you remember when I asked you out? I think it was freshman year, right? You know, dude, I somehow thought that girl liked me, because she was kind to me and asked her to the park.”

“Meh.” Buggy chuckled and poured Catherine's wine from the bottle he had ordered.

“Because you lost our tickets to the movie.” Catherine laughed. 

“Hey, I bought popcorn in the park! Anyway, she said I wasn't for her, she needed someone higher level and we stayed friends. Good friends. I whined to her every time I got dumped by a girl. So, Cath, tell me what you're doing now.” Larnie took a sip. 

“Me? Nothing.” Catherine placed her hand on Buggy's shoulder. “Buggy runs a circus.” 

“Really? The circus?” Larnie looked at him and frowned. 

“Yeah. Do you have any problems with that?” Buggy crossed his arms and practically drilled Larnie with his eyes. 

Catherine took Buggy’s hand and started stroking his arm. “The most famous circus around here. If you're in Cairo for the long haul, I suggest you go and watch the show the day after tomorrow. And there will be a new show in three months. I'm looking forward to it!”

“The show?” Larnie asked again with interest. “I'll think about it. Now I'm wondering what it is that has won over our little Catherine.” 

“Stop calling me little!” Catherine ate a piece of cake. 

“Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately? But anyway. I haven't been to the circus in a long time. Are you coming? Maybe I'll join you?” Larnie took a sip.

“Of course, I'll go!” Catherine looked at Buggy, offered him a cake, but he refused. 

“Well, that's settled then, I'll go with you.” Larnie chuckled. “Oh! Remember when you and I went to the circus when we were kids. It'll be cool to reminisce about those days, right? So, what's your row? Which one should I buy a ticket for? Buggy, do you think there are any tickets left?”

“She always has the best seat.” Buggy took a sip. “And I have no idea, go to the fucking ticket office tomorrow and check. But I'm afraid all the seats are already taken.” 

“Ok, I’ll check. So wait, Catherine. You're really not working?”

"She doesn't need to work.” Buggy barked, opened the third bottle of beer and also refilled Catherine’s glass with wine. “I can provide for her myself.”

“I'm tired of my boring job as a librarian, and I'm completely happy with my life now.” She rested her head on Buggy's shoulder. “Buggy takes care of me.” 

Larnie smirked. “I have to admit, Catherine Mitchell, I haven't seen your eyes light up like that in a long time. Hm, I think, I’ve never seen you so happy.”

“Blame it all on him.” Catherine stroked Buggy’s arm. “This man made me like this. Wait! I heard that you were going to marry Haeley! What happened?”

Larnie waved his hand. “Oh, this ginger girl ran away from me to the blond cook. And I came here to lick my wounds. And I met you!”  

They sat at the bar for quite a long time, sipping beer and wine, reminiscing about old stories. Catherine laughed loudly all evening, glancing at Buggy, who was clearly unhappy with what was happening all evening and constantly snapped.

Catherine and Buggy returned home quite late. 

“Funny, right? Meeting an old friend in another country.” She took off her sneakers. “Are you okay?” 

“Yes." Buggy threw the keys on the table, but missed.

“Someone is drunk and jealous!!” Catherine smiled and hugged him from behind. 

Buggy silently took her hands away and went into the kitchen, swaying. Catherine narrowed her eyes, tiptoed to the kitchen and watched as he opened another bottle of beer, sitting down on the chair.

She came up behind him and gave him a hug. “My Buggy Bear is sad! His Cathie-pie might cheer him up?”

“I’m tired, Catherine.” Buggy pulled her arms away and slowly went into the living room.

Catherine waved her arms and followed him. “You're sulking like a pissed cat. What did I do? Why are you mad?” 

“I'm not mad.” He took a sip. 

“You walk around the house with squinted eyes and a clenched jaw. Is it because of tonight? Oh my god, Buggy!” Catherine rolled her eyes. “I haven't seen a friend in almost ten years. Sorry, I couldn't scare him off with a machine gun or your Buggy Fluggy bombs or whatever you call them. I'm sorry that I had and still have friends. And I'm sorry that I'm glad to see someone I haven't seen for a bunch of years. What was I supposed to say? Oh, sorry Larnie, my boyfriend is too jealous, I can’t look at anyone now, and I also can’t sit next to anyone.”

“Sit with whoever and wherever you want, Catherine. Even with your fucking Larnie.” He took another sip of beer and could barely stand on his feet. “Oh, you know, Buggy, I once went on a date with your girlfriend. Oh, Buggy, did you know that a flock of handsome men were running after her? Oh, l’ll go with your girl to the circus. Or maybe we can ride off into the sunset together and leave this red-nose loser alone? Because she needs someone at a higher level. I know perfectly she needs someone at a higher level.” 

“What are you talking about? I don't need anyone.” Catherine came closer and tried to hug him. “Let's talk, please.” 

“I’m gonna sleep. Tomorrow is a full day rehearsal. Everything should be perfect. What if your fucking Larnie’ll show up, I’ll have to impress him, right? Oh, little Catherine, I want to know what you’re up to. Oh, what a shame. You chose a fucking loser and even his shows are terrible. So sorry for you.” He took another sip. “Fuck, the floor is moving.” 

“Sit down, you're drunk. First, you're not a loser.” Catherine felt herself starting to get angry. “Second, can you imagine, clown, I had a life before you. And yes, I went on dates from time to time. Just remember, I chose you! Do you see any guys I want to run away with? Hey! Where are you? Maybe you're in the closet?” She went to the closet in the bedroom and opened the doors. “No one. Or maybe in the nightstand under the TV?” She opened the TV set cabinet. “No one! Surprise! You've been rude all evening, Buggy. And if you haven't noticed, I spent the entire evening showing poor Larnie that I was with you. Should I have stood on the table and rang the bell? Hello, people of Cairo. I’m Catherine and I’m with this clown. We just sat at the bar and that's it!” 

“Why the fuck would you choose this bar out of all the fucking bars in Cairo? Wasn't there another one?” Buggy hissed through his teeth. 

“What?” Catherine looked at him uncomprehending.

Buggy didn't answer. He looked at her angrily, set the bottle on the table and went to the bedroom, slamming the door loudly. 

Catherine stood for a few minutes, opened the door, knocking softly and watching him lay under the blanket with a dissatisfied growl. “Can I come in?” 

Catherine tiptoed to the closet, quickly changed into pajamas and climbed into the bed. She lay down behind Buggy and hugged him. He gently pulled her hands away. Catherine exhaled and covered herself with the blanket. Okay, she decided she'd try to talk to him in the morning. 

For the next two days, they didn't speak. The morning after the arguing, Catherine made Buggy apologetic pancakes, but it did help to improve his mood. Usually he was very clingy in the morning. But not this time. He ate breakfast in silence and left, saying nothing. No “goodbye, my Cathie-pie”, no “see you later, little shit”, no inappropriate jokes. She gave him a quick “have a nice day” kiss on his cheek but Buggy said nothing. She hoped he would start sending her messages every hour like he used to. Usually it was silly, but funny messages like "Richie yawned”, “Richie ate grass”, “Cabaji fell off his bike”, “And now look at the pain on his face." But Buggy didn't send anything, he didn't respond to her messages either. When Buggy got home, he sat in the kitchen, eating dinner and sipping a beer. And didn't talk to her. 

On the second day after arguing, Catherine thought for a long time about going to the show or not. She was not very happy with his behavior, but she realized that she overreacted too. 

Yes, they'd argued about various things during their relationship, but they'd made up quickly, even though they'd been as stubborn as sheep at times. But this quarrel did not please her at all, and Catherine felt disgusted. She'd never seen Buggy so pissed off. But why was he so mad?

Catherine was sipping her coffee and widened her eyes. “Oh, shit!”

The bar! That's why he got angry. They were in their place. 

“Fuck!” She thought.

Why had she brought Larnie there? Why hadn't she thought that this place had a special meaning to Buggy? Of course, it was special to him. She was the first person who didn't run away from him with cries of disgust, the first who accepted him with all his faults. With his grumbling, whining and driving her crazy. The first who said she loved him. She became his shelter from the world. And he met her there. 

“Stupid Catherine.” She muttered to herself, dressed up and went to the circus. Despite the arguing, she wanted to support him. As always. 

Catherine didn't expect Larnie to wait for her at the entrance, offered to drink before the show and to go for a walk after it. She refused politely, showed him where to go and quickly went to her seat. Catherine was glad that he didn't find a ticket next to her and didn't even want to imagine what would happen in another case.

Catherine sat in her seat (of course, it was the center of the front row) and waited for the show to start. She saw Buggy walk out into the arena with his arms spread out, bathing in the applause of the audience. Her flashy fool under his favorite spotlights. Buggy noticed Catherine, and she thought for a second that he was surprised to see her there. Actually, it was the first time in two days that they met gazes. Catherine raised her right hand slightly and said "hi" with her lips. But.. Nothing happened in response. Buggy usually winked at her. When he bowed at the beginning and the end of the show, he always made a small pass at the front row and always stopped in front of her for a few seconds longer to hear a quiet "I love you" from her. Catherine liked that little show of love and intimacy at moments like these. But this didn't happen this time. She was a little confused. During an act change, one of the freaks brought her a large bucket of popcorn. Catherine threw a glance at Buggy, and thought she saw a slight smile on his face. After the show, which was of course well received by the audience, Catherine waited for Buggy for a while. One of the freaks said he was busy, she exhaled sadly, saying “okay” and went home, trying not to cry.

Catherine was sitting on the couch sipping wine when she heard the jingle of keys. Buggy walked into the living room, holding a bouquet of blue roses, sat down next to her on the floor without saying a word. 

Catherine took the bouquet, put it on the table and ran her hand along his back. “Stole flowers again?” She asked quietly. 

Buggy nodded and laid his head on her lap, hugging her legs. “You'll leave me, right? You will leave me to live in the fucking marshmallow house.”

“If I had to leave, I'd gnaw my way back in the marshmallow house and return to you.” She started stroking his head. “I'm sorry. I ruined our evening.”

“You came to see my show. Without him.”

“Of course I came. Because I love you. It was amazing, as always. I’m so proud of you, Buggy the Clown. And you won't believe me, but there were three girls sitting behind me sighing at you. When you brought me popcorn, I swear, your fangirls were ready to kill me.” Catherine kissed his head. 

“Liar, I don't have fangirls.” Buggy giggled and climbed onto the sofa, laying his head on her lap again, took her hand and kissed it. “Hi.” 

“Hi.” Catherine kissed his nose. “No, you have. Look at you! You're so handsome and funny. God, I'm so lucky to have you. Do you know how difficult it was not to fall in love with you at first sight?” She ran her hand through his hair. “I was waiting for you, but one of your freaks said you were busy. I thought you were mad at me, or disgusted to look at me.”

“No! No, no, no! Richie's food arrived. The fucking courier got the time wrong and I had to do the paperwork. I sent Cabaji to tell you to wait for me, but he said that you left.” Buggy squeezed her hand. “And baby. Disgusted? Seriously? You're beautiful even now, when your hair is dishevelled, and you're sitting like an upset raccoon in your pants with.. Who is this?” 

“I’m not a raccoon, jerk! And this is a kangaroo.” Catherine smiled slightly and started stroking his face. “I’m sorry, please. I just didn't think with my brain that you were a romantic at heart.” She giggled. “Agree, let this bar be just ours. Let's go there tomorrow? Just you and me.” She kissed his forehead, watching him nod. “You know, I even know why I like this place so much. Because one day I met a blue-haired brute there. He grumbled at me and wanted to leave me in the desert. But somehow he became the love of my life. That’s why I want to take everyone there and show that special place where we met. I don't want you to think that all this doesn't matter to me. It does. It really does.” 

“Well, you can bring your sister there.” Buggy shrugged. 

“Deal. I'll let you take your friends there. But not ex-girlfriends.” 

“Then you'll have to kick a couple of waitresses out of there. We didn't meet, but there was something. If you know what I mean.” He giggled idiotically. 

“Oh, go to hell, clown.” Catherine playfully slapped his shoulder. “I can live with that. I'm still better than all of them put together. You've got the best of everything. The show, the popcorn, the house. So, I'm the best by default.”

“You forgot to mention the best sex.” Buggy looked at her with a proud face. 

“I knew that phrase would stick in your head, pervert. I just had to tell you that once.” Catherine rolled her eyes playfully. 

“Well, sorry, I can't get over my awesomeness.”

“Idiot!” She pecked him on his nose. “I think this was our biggest fight, right? But look how good we are! Our crew made it through even that. I love when you're jealous, but I don't want to fight like that anymore. Let's continue swearing about little things. Crusts on the bread, you drank all the milk, you broke all the eggs, you're not wearing pants.” 

“Cotton candy, it's hard not to be jealous. You are smart, beautiful. But you chose the loser.” Buggy became sad. 

“Okay, be jealous, I can't change you anyway. But don't say horrible things about yourself. You're not a loser. You're not a pathetic clown. You're my Buggy Bear. And I want to live with you in the marshmallow house. And let's talk more.” Catherine rested her forehead against his. “Come on. Help me make some tea, I warm up the pancakes I made for you, and you tell me about those waitresses, okay? My hot clown and girls in short skirts. Hmmm, I'm actually getting a little jealous.” She ruffled his hair, stood up from the couch, shook her buttocks to cheer Buggy up and dragged him into the kitchen. 

They made tea, took the pancakes and went to the bedroom. 

That night they talked.

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[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas :)

im not sure this is me asking for advice because i don’t think there’s really a recipe for getting over someone but i just need to rant into the void

so there’s this girl. let’s call her lucy. we went to the same high school but never really met. she was a year older and one of those “popular” girls i guess, so we never really crossed paths, but we knew about each other. she was one of those girls who made the room brighter just by being in it. like calling her gorgeous is an understatement. and she was always super kind to everyone. like all the boys in school had a crush on her at some point.

so fast forward a bit, first year of uni. i moved into a big city and enrolled into the same university as lucy’s best friend. let’s call her cathy (lucy lives in a different city about 4 hours from us). cathy and i quickly become really close and of course she starts mentioning lucy a lot. she also talks about me to lucy. cathy starts telling me how we should definitely hang out, how we have so much in common and how lucy would love to get to know me (we both loved taylor swift read the same books etc) but as we lived in different cities it was kinda hard to arrange. quickly we developed this kind of weird parasocial relationship through cathy. like lucy would tell cathy to ask my opinion on something, she would send cathy voicemails to forward to me when she wanted to discuss something, she also invited me to a harry styles concert but i was busy so i couldn’t go and so on. i should maybe point out that she didn’t really use social media so that’s why she didn’t dm me or something.

at one point i discover that lucy is a lesbian. cathy never really mentions it but it becomes quite obvious from some stories. and at this point, i kinda start crushing really hard. my little lesbian heart is only so strong and here’s this drop dead gorgeous girl who is so amazing and we have so much in common and god what is a girl to do.

i learn that lucy has a girlfriend and get kinda sad but can’t really complain so i try to get over my little crush and move on. however, one day lucy deletes all pictures with her gf from instagram she briefly had. a few weeks later she messages me and tells me she wants to visit me and cathy, and that there’s this big 1989 tv release party in the city i live in and she would love for us to go together. i’m of course smiling into my pillow.

so she comes in october for the party. this is our first time officially hanging out. and god, we have the best night ever. nothing explicitly romantic happens, but we just have so much fun. we go out for drinks and talk and then we go to this party and dance and drink and have the time of our life. and at this point i’m really thinking about this as a date, because we’re both queer and she hugs me and holds my hand and we actually cuddle in front of the club. and then. it’s really late and we’re both kinda drunk and want to go home so she calls her ex (?) to pick us up. i agree as i’m pretty tired but i’m also so confused as i have no idea what’s going on here. anyways, the night ends and we have brunch tomorrow and talk about how we had a great night, but don’t mention anything else.

long story short, she gets back together with her girlfriend and kinda stops contacting me as frequently, but half a year later, i’m still hung up on a girl i literally spent 24 hours with. and sure, i’m interested in other girls, have other crushes i guess, but somehow my mind always comes back to her. the reason i’m writing this today is because i haven’t listend to taylor in a while, but ttpd came out and suddenly i hear her in every song and she still told cathy to ask me my favourite song as soon as it came out. and she still talks about wanting to visit me and god i want to just move on so bad. but i know i’m gonna text her as soon as another party comes up when we’re both free. and it’s just gonna be the same thing over again.

Hi! <3

damn, this is...this sounds so difficult.

Honestly? I think Lucy needs to make up her mind. It sounds like she's trying to have her cake and eat it too by being with her girlfriend and flirting with you, and either she doesn't know what she's doing (which isn't great, but it happens) or she's not thinking about anyone else's feelings (which is worse).

I know it is so easy to get hung up on someone like this- there's like...such a fun aspect of a romance like this where it's drawn-out and a bit forbidden and kind of dramatic. But the problem with something like this is it hardly ever ends well and you deserve someone who wants you wholly.

Of course, this is all easy for me to say, as I'm not the one to experience it. But I think if I were you, I would take this album release as an opportunity to think about what you deserve and how you can use the songs to process your feelings. Because the important thing is, you deserve more, and you're not getting it, whether it's on purpose or not.

<3 <3 <3 <3 Sending you all the love!

Also, naming you deserving anon in case you want to update/write back!

#ask #asks #ask cas #deserving anon

[trainingdummyrabbit]

okok. more canto6 thoughts now that ive had time to think abt it

ill be real, i dont think this one was for me! it was fun n all, but im thinking less about The Actual Chapter and more about The Things Around It. ill admit, im not rrrrreally that big on solidly romantic stories the way heath/cathy did it. what gets me about those two is the undying loyalty and self-destructive nature of them, the lengths theyre willing to go. but its more in how it defines Them than it does Their Bond, if that makes sense.

. and yeah i Did kinda go 'Ah. Of Course.' at the 'they just didnt talk to each other :(' thing. like i get it, i respect it, but also iiiiii just dont like those, personally. i like how it defines heathcliffs character and his dual-running fear and avoidance, but god.... man. the door scene was kinda frustrating dkjfgnkdjf

i think nelly can do whatever she wants forever.

i still dont know what happens in leviathan but that was cool, verg. im glad im getting t see more of him this way bc the only thing i have on his Character Notes Totally Real is "was mean to donqui once" and well. well! (<- oversimplification for comedic effect)

i like the aesthetic of the chapter, a lot of it was really fun. they SUPER lost me early-to-mid part 3 though what the Fuck are you all talking about. i probably just need to Actually Catch Up but they Really kicked the door down w that one. iwas expecting distortion!heath to be a bigger deal, but alas. no self-destructive not-catharsis pupy for me. shame.

i do really like how heathcliffs character bloomed though. all i ever really got to see of him beforehand was 'angry guy' and 'prime ship material' (which isnt his fault at all) so im glad he got a lot of stuff to work with. i like him just fine :) im especially glad a lot of the softer bits of him were emphasized-- it works well with him. that hand in hand with the dichotomy of how hes treated vs how cathy sees him (<- thinks abt the song ok thinks really hard ill get there) and like. i just like seeing that he is cared for and appreciated. im forever going to be thinking about "my heathcliff" from dante-- its the multiverse thing yeah but also It Isnt. To Me. Thats Their Heathcliff. Our Heathcliff. Thats Our Guy!!!

(one day ill get to digging into c5.5 and its tie in with c6, the dante-donqui-heath dynamic means a lot to me in a way i cant describe yet.)

im not going to talk abt the hermannsgroup lore because i dont understand and i havent actually met her yet. you understand. it has gone fully and completely over my head and i dont want t do it a disservice just because im confused. 👍

i didnt see nelly coming from a mile away which is Very funny bc there was a 'if you die nelly i swear to god i will fucking Get you.' right before the reveal KSJGNKDJG;; n honestly. yeah girl kill. do what you want. reasonable response for watching two people you care about tiptoe-dance around each other accidentally making each other worse in a spiral of misery and all you can do is watch and ineffectively try to help because theyre. theyre Them. worlds most painful will-they-wont-they you are contractually obligated to watch. that is so funny. she can do whatever she wants forever.

Why Does Erlking Heath Act Like That. Why Does He Sound Like That.

Dante Can Just Do That ?? good for them. im proud of them.

anyway. the song. gonna go fucking insane over this for a while, ok? milisong contractual obligation. im SO GLAD it ended up being a segmented duet, the way each piece sounds so empty without the other is so. fucking good. the dichotomy between resignation and yearning kills. SO hard. ("hello / goodnight, goodbye / hello.." explodes.)

milis range REALLY gets to shine here and im SO into it. the imagery of a single-sided dance struck between shots is SUCH. GOOD FRAMING. UGH.

and the lines here, throwing back to a previous point:

..as if cathy is gently correcting heathcliff's lamenting as he speaks, entirely unheard, unfelt. (i cant quite recall if we actually get to hear cathy's side during the first appearance of the track... but that hits; yeah;)

and then, later on, the "delete" interlude-- its cathy who begins the march First, on the forward beat. heathcliff's end kicks in on the back beat, almost as if following, pulled along; building up momentum as each end pushes each other forward. cathy's seems laced with Choice, a necessary sacrifice-- and heathcliffs rings almost empty, something he simply Must Do.

, the completely simultaneous "how could i know?" hurt.

motherfuckers really using each others image to hurt themselves huh..... grabbing and SHAKING them. oh my god. and most importantly:

the message is that they LOVE YOU, IDIOT !!!!!!!!

heathcliff being symbolized as a flower means the whole world to me, is what im saying.

the fact that the entire thing rings of motion with every step, ebbs and flows as if waiting for a partner to pick up that cast-- how empty it feels without the other to compliment it.

the setup for the entire final fight was Phenomenal. im always a sucker for duets, and they manifested that Perfectly. cathys design kills me and im mad about it and if you know you know because ive already yelled at you about it by now. fine FINE maybe im BIASED. itsnot MY fault they keep doing this 2 me!!!!!!!!

. "im clearing the cathys" was supposed to be a JOKE.

why did we just Delete A Person?????? another 'im not gonna talk abt it because ill do a disservice via confusion' but HUH??? HUH HUH??????? WHAT?????????????

ill give it one thing though, i Am obsessed with the "they were always destined to break each others' hearts" aka "This Shit Just Keeps Happening" throughline, something something Death Will Not Do Us Part You Stupid Fucking Idiot(tm). its Deeply funny and equal parts compelling and frustrating.

this one. this one was a lot, basicaly, a lot more than i thought theyd do; some of it hit some of it didnt, but i just think heath and cathy are neat :] i would love to try to dig into cathys mess sometime, but ill be real. i probably wont get anywhere with it <//33

nelly can do whatever she wants forever.

#this ones more honest than the other one; im probably missing+misinterping stuff so pleas b patient im just a lil guy #canto 6 spoilers #limbus spoilers #projmoon #piktalk

[natsukishinomiyaswife]

I just realized how much I love cathie bc I literally read like posts of yours unprompted with so much info, I didn't even realize how much I read until I finally caught myself giggling and kicking my feet🧍🏻‍♀️

Anyways would you mind👉🏻👈🏻 telling me👉🏻👈🏻 how was their first date?👉🏻👈🏻 or their first kiss?👉🏻👈🏻 or mayhaps both?👉🏻👈🏻

Hello Mah! ☆

Ahhhh it makes me so happy that you love Cathie!! ♡♡♡ I honestly can't believe how many people like my OC x Canon and wanna hear about them, I appreciate it so much!! I'm so happy and grateful ♡

OH MY GOSH I got so excited when I saw your ask!! Cathie first date, Cathie first kiss!!! Ahhhhhh this is gonna be so fun to talk about!! ♡

Cathie First Date:

As much as I know Cater would be thinking and debating on where to go for their first date (looking online and asking others for recommendations), they would end up going where they would usually go, and that place would end up being considered "their spot" It's a small Japanese restaurant, a cozy place with food that suits both of their tastes. For Cater, not only do they have the spicy ramen he loves, but they also have a "spice challenge", every week adding a new spicy dish to their menu (for a limited time) to see who can take the heat! For Ruthie, they have a variety of parfaits and desserts that are not only sweet, but adorable too, ranging in different designs and flavors. (Of course, she gets regular food too. She doesn't just eat sweets lol) I'm going to describe what they're wearing cause I have imagined this so much (Not just for their first date but what they'd wear on dates in general) Cater is in a stylish, baggy fit. Oversized hoodie, either loose fit pants or denim jeans, his hair like how he has it in his club wear card. Ughhh he'd look so good ♡ Ruthie is in a cute, dressy casual look. A knee length sleeveless floral dress, a cardigan on top to cover her arms, her hair half up half down. She'd look so good ahhhh ♡ Since they're so used to hanging out and spending time together, their first date was very natural, no stress or awkwardness to worry about. It was essentially the same as usual, except with the addition of more physical affection, romantic gestures/language, and kisses ♡ Speaking of kisses...

Cathie First Kiss:

Their first kiss happens on their first date, when Cater feels the urge to kiss her and realizes he actually can kiss her, he doesn't just have to long for it like he always had. They were walking down the street, on their way to the restaurant. They were making conversation as they walked, Cater looking down at Ruthie holding onto his arm. Ruthie meets his eyes once she realized he was staring, smiling up at him. Cater slowly comes to a stop, Ruthie wondering if something was wrong as he shifts, placing a hand on her cheek as he leans down. The kiss is gentle at first but filled with longing, Ruthie catching herself as she takes a slight step back, knees weak. Cater follows her, his lips never leaving hers as she lets go of his arm, moving to wrap her arms around his neck. With his other arm now free he moves to wrap it around her waist, neither breaking the kiss until they were out of breath. His lips would be shiny and slightly pink due to her lip gloss, her own lips smudged. She would be in a daze for a moment, before pulling him down for another ♡

Ahhhhh thank you again Mah!

This was so much fun to talk about!! I love Cathie so much!! ♡♡

Thank you! ♡

#♡.sheep answers #♡.mah #♡.twst oc #♡.ruthie #♡.cathie #oc x canon

[deritosmi]

I don't know much bout Sanrio, but I'd love to hear about it!

I smile and stare into your soul.

ANYWAYS

Sanrio is a company that sells products that are mostly based off of their characters, like the very well-known Hello Kitty :)

They originally were called the Yamanashi Silk Company. Their transition from regular products to cute stuff started with their strawberry collection, where they sold some items (I believe umbrellas and the like) that were pink and had strawberry patterns on them. This collection was a success, so they decided to pursue cute designs, which eventually lead to Hello Kitty.

Hello Kitty’s first appearance was on a coin purse!

Hello Kitty’s real name is Kitty White.

Her first show ever was Hello Kitty’s Furry Tale Theater. I would watch bits of the episodes on YouTube using a Wii U when I was little :)

I think my favorite hello kitty show is definitely Growing Up With Hello Kitty.

I haven’t watched Hello Kitty and Friends Supercute Adventures yet, but I’m looking to it.

Fun Facts!

Hello Kitty has a pet cat named Charmmy Kitty

Badtz Maru is a penguin, and he was born on April Fools

My Melody and Hello Kitty both made an appearance in Nintendo Wii U Super Mario Maker

Hello Kitty used to have a best friend named Cathy who was a bunny, but she is no longer used by Sanrio due to copyright by SanX

I love you

Hello Kitty has a twin sister named Mimmy White

#Not spiderverse #pierce moment #Pierce asks #sanrio #:3 #yay #Infodump #I know a lot more than this but I’m limiting myself bc I don’t want to kill everyone

[thegeminisage]

THE VOYAGE HOME breakdown

i liveblogged this on the notes app on my phone bc i could not be bothered w tumblr while i watched it. 10/10 movie i love spock's little bandana

first scene was really rough bc they made us watch the enterpise blow up again. i did NOT like reliving that. she's a beautiful woman and i loved her

kirk being in trouble was so funny. like hes been in trouble in tos before but not THAT kind of trouble

did gasp aloud when they said vulcan exile. kirk spock and bones were on VULCAN EXILE for THREE MONTHS and you're telling me they didn't fuck. impossible. i have so much fanfiction to read

gasped when i saw spock far away on that cliff too. i went from watching the movie to doing whatever it is i do when i see spock on my screen. i was so instantly invested like 100x more than i had been previously. cathy made fun of me for calling it the spock movie but lo: there was spock

thrilled to see his mom again even though she fucking sucks. i thought she had died or something since she wasn't in search for spock lol he doesn't need that!!

me when they mentioned yorktown: omg another aos reference

i knew this movie was about whales but not in what capacity. so when the probe showed up we went back and forth for a really long time on whether this was The Whale. we were very impressed with its little laser

uhura remains the most beautiful woman to ever live. she gets hotter in every film idk how she does that

i liked when kirk gave bones a direct order to like "stay here" or whatever and he said with his mouth "no way" and followed him out anyway. fucking hilarious there's no use trying to hide behind rank anymore captain. their relationships have evolved so wonderfully <3

the time travel cgi was wack. idk what they were doing but it made me uncomfortable

"we can get back but only with NUCLEAR POWER" it's just like back to the future fr

spock's bandana.

i knew he wore it in this film because i have seen fanart and a couple of gifs but it was even better to see it in person as it were

spock was great in this film. unclear how much of his personal memories he had back, i would like to assume most of them? but back at factory settings nonetheless. i liked getting to watch jim and bones teach him to be "human" all over again, even down to jim asking to be CALLED jim, instead of by his title. i have a feeling we're gonna get a lot of that with data in tng and knowing i will love data is all that makes it possible for me to part from spock. spock failing at swearing, being bad at lying, being bad at loving italian - bones said he wasn't firing on all thrusters and he was right, but he's still competent enough to get them back to their own year. i also really liked him knocking out the dude with the radio lol. AND THEN EVERYONE CLAPPED which would have been ridiculous for anyone but spock.

whaling videos sad. i do love that this movie was pro-whale propaganda...i feel like we got a lot of that in the late 80s/early 90s, so maybe whales really WERE gonna go extinct and we saved them thru the power of cheesy movies. one likes to dream

kirk is losing his touch as a honeypot. he so throughly failed to seduce this biologist it's embarrassing. she only cares about whales, dude.

scotty hunting and pecking on the keyboard at the speed of light is me fr. i never learned to touch type and now i have a role model. i mean you can't expect HIM to touch type he's missing a fucking finger

giving the molecule to those guys early is ALSO an aos reference. this is where spock got the idea in the 2009 movie i bet :(

chekov being russian when he got caught is both more hilarious and more distressing, like. considering.

"he is a man of deep feelings" on vulcan this counts as a slur

extremely skeptical of them taking the whale biologist until she pointed out that if whales were extinct there would be no whale biologists in the future and so they needed her. fair point, movie

i feel like movies just never have real water anymore. is that just me? 90s movies had water all the time and these days you never see any real water. shit's expensive. they just cgi it.

THEIR SWIM PARTY CELEBRATIONNNN it was so good. jim dunking people in the water but also william shatner would have drowned in leonard nimoy wasn't holding him up lol that shit looked choppy as hell

i recognized their outfits at the trial all together like that from the photo in aos...made me sad

GIVING JIM THE CAPTAINCY BACK...god FINALLY. the sheer hell he goes through as a retired man...let him work...

i wasn't gonna cry during this movie but when spock said i feel fine i did in fact: cry. HE FEELS FINE.

AND FINALLY. ENTERPRISE BEING BACK. perfect touch to a perfect movie

tonight we start tng (we're going in release order) and i am sooo nervous to leave them but at least we have two more tos movies left so it'll be a gradual transition...ik im gonna like tng but i don't think i'll ever love any star trek character more than i love spock. hes everything to me!!!

#personal #star trek blogging #tvh lb #HIS LITTLE BANDANA #so far my fav movie is still search for spock #wrath of khan and voyage home tie in a very close second tho. i go back and forth on which one wins second place

[villabella12]

@arcvmonth Day 26: Action Magic - Crossover

AU where Yuma and the SSNIC (Super Secret Number Investigation Club) are stuck in the ARC-V world with no return whatsoever cus this club has a special place in my heart (Was planning this to be a TOH and ARC-V one but too lazy to do so)

Spoiler Alert! Name dropping my OC's name cus my mind said fuck it and just decide to do it anyway

Headcanons:

Would wake up in a random park in Maiami City, not knowing they've been transported out of their world

Probably just kept on searching for Number Cards (not knowing that someone else is now the Number wielder)

All of them would've been amaze at Action Duels but would be disappointed because that means that their Duel Gazers are now useless

Will eventually help and befriend Yuya and the You Show

^ Yuya and Yuma would be chaotic besties. He would definitely teach the SSNIC how to Pendulum Summon

(Astral senses that there's a hidded darkness inside Yuya's heart, thought that he may have a number card, he's 100% wrong)

^ Yuzu, Cathy, and Kotori would hangout as a trio, but made Yuzu the mother since Cathy and Tori won't stop arguing over Yuma, which Yuzu find it to be something stupid (which pisses the two of them even more, but instantly regrets it once Yuzu pulls out her fan)

^ Tetsuo and Gongenzaka would be close friends but Tetsuo would fear Gongenzaka's dueling style (but also admire him in some way)

^ Takashi, Tokunosuke, and Raya would be friends but not that close as the others are

^ All of them would hangout every single day, mostly at the You Show Duel School and help each other out in any way shape or from. From the SSNIC helping the Duel School get more attention and preventing it from being bought out from a big corporation, to the You Show gang helping them and finding more 'Number' cards

100% would be afraid of Yuya's berserk state (except Yuma cus he thinks its cool)

There could be a point where the SSNIC would visit LDS (during Sawatari's introduction), get distracted by the XYZ course and evetually meet Maria, except something's off abt her

^ Yuma would be crying in tears as he misses her so much but in return she would've smack him in the process

^ She would probably be confuse and weirded out since 1. They know her full name, family members, deck archetype, and address and 2. She doesn't have a cousin named Yuma and she doesn't EVEN lived near Heartland nor has she heard of its existence

^ The reason she is creeped out and she doesn't even admit it is that she DOES have a uncle and aunt named Kazuma and Mirai, Mirai was pregnant, but she and Kazuma were killed in one of their expidition, so she's seeing a alive version of her supposed-to-be-cousin-but-is-dead

^ Duels Yuma, won the duel, hears his story, and decides to do something abt it

^ Gets taken in by Maria's family since they're not in their own world, give them some spare rooms, clothes, and duel disks

^ Was trained under Maria's supervision and taught them how to be better duelist (+ taught them how to have fun in duels as well)

^ Would 100% teach them Pendulum and give them Pendulum cards

Due to being trained well with Maria, they would probably join the Lancers as well

Would be the pain in the ass part of the entire Lancers due to arguments (Maria arrived late to babysit them)

Would be hella PISSED to see their home dimension, or a version of it, being destroyed, like fully destroyed. Will get revenge on Academia

The Synchro Arc is like a 50/50 bcus all of them don't know how friendships work (Maria taught them how friendships work, it broke them badly)

Academia Arc would be the WORST of the bunch. They would've taken it ALOT more seriously, especially when they arrive at the Fusion Dimension

Yuma would be the one to duel (alongside with Gongezaka, Maria, Raya, Sylvio, Reiji, and Ray) against Zarc! Yuya since these two are SUPER close and are probably besties back in the Standard Dimension

I ran out of hcs of this au since there's ALOT more here to add on

#arcvmonth #arcvmonth2023 #yugioh arc v #ygo arc v #arc v #ygo zexal #yugioh zexal #zexal #super secret number investigation club #ssnic

[shifuto]

@zexalmonth 2023

28th- Death upright | Endings, change, transformation, transition How’s the future for Zexal characters? Show us what you think a Zexal character (or several) are doing post-series or how they look when they grow up?

I believe most of them are still living in Heartland (but still travel elsewhere etc) and I thought of some cool careers and things they could be doing:

Yuma - pro duelist this was a given considering it was his dream, only fair to make it come true when he's grown up

Astral - warrior/protector, interdimensional researcher his role in Astral-Barian World remains the same. After the worlds were forcibly fused together, there need to be someone to keep all that Chaos in check so that the Astralians don't disappear. He also helps with pooling interdimensional knowledge since he, himself, is not human and lives in somewhere other than Earth

Kotori - kindergarten teacher I think she would make a good teacher and her likeable and caring personality would be popular among little kids and their moms

Ryoga - marine biologist and/or interdimensional researcher Shark was never extremely passionate about dueling and I believe all that drama throughout the series would definitely drive him away from dueling professionally again, I do see him as a scientist though. As Astral, he has experience first hand with being non-human (formerly)

Kaito - engineer, interdimensional researcher already things he was from the start of the series, so no massive changes except for his age and being more experienced (eventually taking over his father's laboratory)

Rio - pro duelist, model, actor, athlete she showed how much she is capable of so it's only natural that she would hone those skills and have an active life doing several different things. She preferred modeling for environmental causes, acting in stage/theater and competing in winter sports

Tetsuo - pro skater, model, maybe also pro duelist I think it would be so much fun if Tetsuo started skating professionally and I can totally see him rocking urban/alternative apparel and making a lot of money/fame as a model

Tokunosuke - "entrepreneur" he's still swindling people, just a little bit smarter about it

Cathy - pet groomer of course she will work with animals, what did you think?

Takashi - paralegal don't see him as a lawyer but I do see him working in justice. That was pretty much a given, considering his personality

Anna - pro duelist and stunt performer it would be freaking hilarious to see her as a stuntperson so, why not?

Haruto - interdimensional research assistent by choice, Haruto doesn't get involved directly in his family's research, so he takes on a organizational and administrative role more

III - historian, researcher, writer I like to think that III had a very important role in the ongoing discovery of all interdimensional things due to his profound knowledge of the past and how it influences today. He never sought fame but it comes to him anyway with all his published papers

IV - pro duelist, model all that interdimensional stuff? He's not interested in the slightest. IV duels his way to the top of the top and, as usual, he's very smug about it. He can be, he's that good

Durbe - professor (perhaps a specialist in linguistics) I can't see Durbe as anything else than an academic, he just has that vibe going on for him

Vector - ??? who even know about Vector. He's rich, somehow. He comes and goes as he pleases and when people ask he says something like "don't worry about it ;-)"

Alito - bartender, dancer I'd love to see Alito excelling in all kinds of dances, receiving accolades because of just how skilled he is, and working in the local nightlife seems like it would suit him

Gilag - bodybuilder, strongman yeah, that's about it. He's got the muscles for it, he should use them

Mizael - interdimensional researcher it was surprisingly tricky to figure him out? And I feel like he takes on a more mixed role, not too hands-on and not too detached either. He's mainly helping the Tenjos with in-field research

most of the other characters I didn't mention here are most likely following the same path as the show.. Fuya is still an actor; Faker, Byron/Tron and V are scientists and interdimensional researchers; Droite is a manager and Gauche is a pro duelist/wrestler

in most my headcanons, everyone was resurrected by the Numeron Code including Don Thousand. I'm unsure of his role but he would stand together with Eliphas in Astral-Barian World, their roles as the most powerful beings (akin to gods) would be to maintain the harmony. Ena would be more of a messenger and mediator. As Vector, Number 96 would be mysterious, but he mostly stays in that world, challenging Astral to duels here and then

#zexal month #ygo #zexal #ygo zexal #shif writes

[goldstarformaiyaparr-six]

HEYYY, so ive written some sparadic aramour fluff and i need ops..? Likey.? No likey..? Edits..? Im really new to this but its fun so 🤷‍♀️ anyways lmk requests or ideas ect xx

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sorry if theres typos or smth doesnt make sense this is just gay mush from my brain-

Lina had been crushing on jane for weeks, no probably months, then it hit her.

As she re read the pages of her journal -she did this on occasion to remind herself, itll all work out- she realised. today was actually, the 2 year anniversary of her crush on jane seymour.

each day she could feel it worsen, to the point where even the thought of jane made her blush

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it wasnt until she heard a splash that she noticed her glass of water was severely overfilled due to Linas excessive staring at jane as she watched tv with anne. 'shit fuck again..?' Her inner monologue recited. Just as she turned around to asess her situation, a very chirpy catherine parr swindled down the stairs, "seem to have dropped something, lina..?" Cathy said with a grimace

"Dont. Call. Me . Lina." The gold queen knew why the others did this, just to annoy her, but clearly thye would get their way.

This interaction caught the attention of the second and third queens who seemed to be deeply engrossed im some reality TV.

"hey babe, whats got you so chirpy.?" Anne questioned

"ohh nothing much" her girlfriend responded with a giggle before going over to the sofa to cuddle with anne.

oh how lina longed for a relationship like that, with jane.

Her eyes tracking the blonde, catalina closely watched as her beloved paused the tv and went upto her. " heyy, how'd you even manage that..?" seymour asked with a smile - picking up an old towel to dry the spilled water-

"O-oh uhm well uh haha i dont know" she offered her hand to take the towel

"nono dont worry ive got it!" Her smile triggered even more blush to crowd aragons face. Something about janes laugh, it just did something to lina.

oh shes so cute

standing back up, the third queen asked "fancy a snack..?" - as per usual aragon interpreted that, not how jane intended she was sure of it - .

trying to 'play it cool' lina just replied with "nahh im- im goood", almost spilling her water a second time.

there it was again that laugh.

#advice please #six the musical #aramour #fluff #gaylife #anne boleyn #catherine of aragon #jane seymour #new blog #new writer boost #help actually please. #parrelyn #im a simp #jane seymour can run me over

[cyberdragoninfinity]

teehee I really liked your opinions on the arclights so may I ask, thoughts on yumas friend group/the number club? Idk I just like hearing you ramble about yugioh charas lol

YESSS oh i love yuma's little friend group.... i always enjoy the way ygo shapes its protags' little friend circles and when it actually shows them interacting and enjoying each other's company and The Super Secret Number Club is just like, such a wonderful circle of pals.

Flip is my favorite I think...I'm especially fond of ygo characters who are just little FUCKERS and I love that he's consistently still a little bit of a buttmunch (but with SO much love in his heart.....the fact he went through the effort of making Astral a memorial is like ;___; holy SHIT!!!) They keep like,, pairing him off to the side with Caswell and it's like??? are. are they dating. good for them!!! Caswell is so funny I love that they just stuck a little student council dweeb in this group and they like him so much. He looks like a shiny Ralts.

But it's splitting hairs with picking favorites, I like all of them a lot. I didn't think I was gonna be too invested in Tori but I've ended up REALLY liking her, she might be my favorite ygo main gal by the end of all this, we'll see. She's just so earnestly kind and wants to be there for Yuma while The Horrors keep happening to him...it's so sweet. Didn't think I was gonna like Cathy too much either (i dont. really like catgirls very much lol) but she's such a fun character and a perfect middle schooler weirdgirl I ended up loving her. I KNOW she's making insane warrior cats animations. Zexal isn't spectacular at letting its girl characters actually duel, but it is pretty cool Yuma's main friend group has THREE (!!) girls in it and they're all such fun characters...I really like Rio too.

(also i love Shark. he's not technically in the club officially but you KNOW yuma considers him part of the friend group so. must mention him)

Literally the only reason I'd known Bronk exists and was in this show is because he's in Duel Links; I have never seen fanart of him before this (wow i wonder why 🙄) and it's a FUCKING SHAME!!!! He's a cool fat SKATEBOARDER and he CARES ABOUT YUMA SO MUCH they are BEST FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BRONK MY MAN BRONK....

haha. and who could forget. ray shadows :) the only character in yuma's friend group that i have a shirt of! wow!! ANYWAY!!!!!!!!!!!

They're all just an absolutely Peak middle school friend group to me, I love that they're all weirdos and half of them are only here because Yuma beat them in a duel and they just liked him that much they decided to stay. THIS is what Yugioh's all about babeyyy!!! I want to draw these kids' in actual 2012-era middle schooler fashion so bad.

i have so many screenshots of them.....theyre just sweet, your honor.

#ygo posting #asks #kanamori-kamper-ng #they routinely get the silliest expressions and i love it so much... #theyre just such Peak 13 Year Olds. i want them to play smash brothers and celebrate a birthday at a bowling alley

[thebiggestboloser]

Groupchat

8:30am

Jane Seymour changed the chat name to ‘The Morning After’

Anna: WHAT

Anne: what the fuck jane

Cathy: Uhhh

Jane: What?

Kat: I don’t… what do we even say in response to that

Anna: Hey, if Jane got lucky last night and wants to flex on us then who are we to judge, she’s getting more action than the rest of us

Kat: EW NO

Anne: speak for yourself 💅

Jane: I don’t understand?

Cathy: Well… I don’t think ‘The Morning After’ means what you think it does

Catalina: ANNE I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DONT STOP CHANGING THE CHAT NAME

Catalina: I DONT WANT TO HAVE TO KEEP WAKING UP TO THIS SHIT

Kat: Good morning to you too Lina

Anne: IT WASN’T ME

Cathy: We think Jane got a little bit… confused. Anne didn’t actually do anything

Kat: For once

Anne: wow

Anne: well if i’m going to get blamed anyway

Anne Boleyn changed the chat name to ‘Jizz Chat’

Catalina: WHAT THE FUCK ANNE

Anne: what

Jane: Jizz?

Kat: For fuck sake Anne

Anne: how is this my fault

Anna: How is it not

Anne: jane’s was worse

Cathy: I swear to god Anne, if you don’t turn your capitals back on right now

Kat: Yeah Anne, sort it out

Anna: Uneducated hoe

Anne: WHY IS EVERYONE GANGING UP ON ME I THOUGHT WE DID THAT TO LINA

Anna: Not capitals for every word you prat

Jane: I just wanted to talk about how fun our bowling trip was last night, it’s the morning after bowling??

Catalina: Maybe we should just stick to talking in person, I didn’t think this is working

Anna: I think it’s working WONDERFULLY

Anne: I second that

Anna: It’s even easier to bully Anne this way

Kat: Yeah, Jane can’t even tell we’re bullying her it’s great

Anne: I don’t second that

Jane Seymour changed the chat name to ‘Willies’

Catalina: OKAY WHAT THE FUCK JANE

Kat: AHAHAHAHA

Catalina: DID YOU TAKE HER PHONE ANNE

Anne: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS THINK ITS ME

Jane: What??

Anna: Jane you’re taking the piss

Jane: ?!?!

Jane: I just looked up synonyms because you said you didn’t like the morning after?? I asked Anne which one she thought worked best and she said that one

Kat: AHAHAH

Anna: Should have gone with ‘big head’ missed opportunity there bo

Kat: dElErIuM tReMeNs

Catalina: Okay, house meeting in the kitchen, NOW

#six the musical incorrect quotes #six incorrect quotes #six the musical #incorrect six quotes #incorrect six the musical quotes #six the musical text fic