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victoriadallonfan · 1 month

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Hi, since I haven't seen anyone mention this on reddit or tumblr, I'd just like to say, as someone whose first language isn't english, Worm's cape names are fucking weird. Are all of them words? Who knows, i read Worm and Ward without knowing Eidolon and Brandish are real words and not made up words. Or they are words i know but idk wich meaning is? Is March like the month or like the organized walking verb? So do all cape names mean something, and say something about the one who chose them? I refuse to google them at this point, but Anelace? Cinereal? Myrrdin? Couldn't they pick more known 2 word combinations? Do parahumans get a discount on thesaurus? Thats all I wanted to say, thanks. PS. Wildbow, the fuck you doing using Califa de Perro as a name, couldn't you ask any Spanish speaker?, i'll kill you.

BIG ANALYSIS INCOMING

Eidolon = spectre, phantom, and idolized object/person

Brandish = to flourish and wave about an item, usually a weapon. Also an epitaph for Athena

March = to move in a uniform manner and derivative of the roman god of war, Mars

Anelace = double-sided dagger used by civilians

Cinereal = grey matter of the brain and nervous system

Myrrdin = Too many to count but generally tied to Myrddin Wylt, prophetic folklore bard and a facet of Merlin (genuinely more work than I can ever give on the topic of how insanely intertwined those myths are)

The thing about Wildbow's cape names are two-fold:

In the 80+ years of superhero genre, a LOT of cape names have been chosen and used already. Taylor mentions this to Armsmaster as a meta-joke in the first arc (ironically, DC also has a Skitter, who debuted in 2011.... the same year as Worm), so he has to be creative and sometimes creativity is simplicity.

He loves giving character names multiple meanings.

To go down the list:

Eidolon's name is ironic, because he notably not idolized (and pushed out of the spotlight compared to Legend), and he ends up becoming one of GU's spectres.

Brandish creates weapons, yes, but there's connection to Pallas (brandishing) and Athena accidentally killing him while distracted to Victoria accidentally caving her head in while distracted. (There are several story iterations, including one where they had a parental relationship).

March is about how she organizes her megacluster like an army or marching band, but also reference to her civilian name (May), the Mad March Hare from Alice in Wonderland (which her entire fight with Vista is a huge reference to), and the Ides of March (notorious for the stabby stab stab of Julius Caesar)

Anelace is a master of weapons, but he's notably reluctant about that fact, and is noted to have a healthy civilian life by other characters

Cinereal is the grey matter of the brain. She is the Atlanta Protectorate leader that turns things into grey matter (ash)

Myrddin = See the King Arthur and various clusterfuck of mythos

Even his main characters have this: Taylor tailor makes her outfits and is a silk Weaver, Khepri is an Egyptian god that bring a sunny morning... and she debuted on Gold Morning. Victoria is a Roman Goddess of Victory (Contessa uses her to find "the Path to Victory"), Antares means "Anti-Ares/Rival of Ares/Anti-War" and is the constellation "heart of the scorpion" which is Victoria inside of the wretched forcefield. We can even stretch this to Khepri and Antares: Khepri is a beetle that carries the sun on to a new day. Antares is a binary sun system (with one sun being invisible to the naked eye). In the slaughterhouse 9 fight, Taylor and her beetle (khepri) carry Victoria and the fragile one (antares) to safety (to live another day).

WE CAN EVEN GO FURTHER: Atlas is the man holding up the sky in Greek Mythology, which Taylor names her beetle. Victoria's PHO name is Point_Me_@_The_Sky (which is also a Pink Floyd reference). In Worm, Atlas holds Victoria up in the sky.

Its really fun to analyze.

Califa seems to be a simple goof. Or maybe Taylor just butchered his name.

They can't all be winners.

#parahumans #wildbow #ward #ward web serial #wardblr #worm #victoria dallon #antares #glory girl #worm web serial #wormblr #taylor hebert #skitter #weaver #literature analysis

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ewingstan · 2 months

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So yes the black lessons fight was really good. Wed thematic stuff to action in a really satisfying way, I promise I'll write more about it in a later post. But I've gotten to Darlene's interlude and its startling how much better the action is whenever WB steps away from Victoria.

I mean I was already excited when Juliette froze Sidepiece and Darlene immediately took the opportunity to push her paralyzed body into fire. And then once she got released, screaming in bloody pain, immediately getting pecked at by Aiden's birds. Like I said, its not that the Undersiders don't fight fair, its that they fight dirty—trapped with a dozen highly-powered mercenaries surrounding them, they start acting more terrifying than anything else in this setting.

And then we get to Darlene's fight with Operator Red. Holy shit. No bombastic powerset on display, nothing flashy to draw the minds eye, just a little girl against a skilled adult fighter armed with nothing but the ability to make him feel her pain. The focus on the bodily sensation of both of them, the attacks faltering with jolts of pain, it all just sings. If nothing else, the fight has made me a bit less nervous about Claw, as WB's demonstrated that he can make action with relatively non-fantastical combatants work.

But the fantastical stuff is used really well; Darlene being able to feel Red's movements even while she's blinded, using it to predict his attacks and know when he's about to falter, makes her defeating a combat thinker feel earned instead of contrived. And her willingness to injure herself, to reach into her own wounds to make him stumble, works so well for a Heartbreaker. @lakesbian once talked about how if Alec was in a real physical fight he wouldn't start stancing up or throwing punches, he'd either swing the nearest heavy object at your head or start clawing at your eyes. Its this fight more than anything else that sold me as Darlene being Alec's sister.

Again, its not like WB can't write good action with Victoria. But it's like he has to strain every writing muscle he has to make her fights interesting. Writing Victoria as his main POV in action scenes feels like he's wearing weighed anklets while running in the sand, everytime he writes action with someone else he's soaring.

[id: “I’m Heartbreaker’s kid,” she said. “I’m not as powerful, but I’m better, because he was horrible. You shouldn’t have fought me. That was stupid.” end id]

#wardblr #leo reads ward #darlene vasil #wildbow #parahumans #leo says

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lakesbian · 6 months

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How do you think Alec would have handled getting the Valkyrie treatment? Being made into a puppet in the same way that he did to other people, his sacrificial suicide being subverted by another cape who uses people as tools but in a much more complete and permanent sense, coming back wrong and having his cape identity irrevocably a part of his body and self, and no longer being able to take off the mask, is this anything?

see i've rotated this extensively in my mind before because i think coming up with how a cape's design would turn out if they got glastig uained is a really fun exercise (do that shit to lisa for some Fun eyeball body horror!!) but i'm struggling to come up with what would happen to alec :( the most obvious answer is the crown becoming like. Attached. to his head. but id ont know if that's too far out there. there's also the concept of having his face frozen in a permanent smirking expression but i feel like that would go Too tragically counter to the point of a 'surprise hes back again' au wherein he would be expected to. yknow. realize and experience some of his feelings again at some point. so yeah i'd need someone else to help me figure that one out.

anyway the actual experience of being glastig uained. if i recall correctly in ward brian says it was basically just like waking up feeling like everything from before he died was just a few days ago not Years ago so i don't think alec would care that much that someone was using his ghost or whatever for shit while he was dead, relative 2 all the other problems in his life. wouldnt even notice with the type of shit hes got going on. the big reason why this au doesn't really work is that it's just Wildly Unproductively Depressing. it seems like ciara only starts bringing random people back by the time aisha is like. what. 20?

it works Fine and Actually Thematically Interesting Well that brian is like oh FUCK youve GROWN UP when he gets back because it's relevant 2 their sibling dynamics. but it does. it does not work if alec gets back and aisha is like 20. it's just depressing. from alec's PoV it would be "congrats you've been brought back into a world where your best and only friend is too old and character-developmented for you to actually have a close connection with even though for you it feels like she was still your age only a few days ago and also your fucking shit ass siblings are here too and btw the world ended so all of the nice luxuries you were enjoying previously are not options anymore. go feed the earth gimel sheep boy." and from aisha's perspective her best friend would be back but in a monkeys paw way where he did not get to grow up with her and he's still little and sad and fucked up and more like one of his siblings that she's caring for/trying to help vs the equal best friendship she Wants but Can't Have because he is Fifteen. so now everything sucks and is sad for everyone involved. :(.

i would say "on the 'up'side this is a hot new contender for scenarios wherein lisa could feasibly decide alec is her new sopping wet fixer-upper" but she already has an even more absurd and unstable option (that one cop) so as usual alec remains background. btw he would be offended on taylors behalf that lisa had replaced taylor with victoria (who he does not like because shes annoying) and entirely oblivious that taylor had ever thought or said anything about him being sucks and utterly lacking in interiority. AUs that have potential to be funny wrt alec's interactions with the other undersiders but are wildly fucking depressing when you get to his interactions with aisha.

if we fudge a bit and say ciara brings him back like riiight after gold morning aisha would only be a bit over a year older than him so that's more doable in terms of character development and eventual reconnection but it'd still be a mess. i'm not articulating my explanation of how aisha's character development works rn and i don't feel like saying something wrong so i'll just leave it here but trust me it'd still be a mess. maybe an interesting one but a mess

#ask #worm spoilers #scarf don't look

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rollinouttahere-writes · 5 months

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Now that it’s confirmed that Kid is yandere for Lucky I now think it is HILARIOUS to assume that Kid went after Shanks for the simple reason that he too also likes Lucky and Kid wants to weed out the competition and he thought “The bigger the better! She’ll totally like me if she sees how strong I am and how well I can protect her!! No one will wanna go near her!!!” Completely underestimating how delusional/down bad ALL of them are for her.

But if anyone ask Kid why he’s going after Shanks he’ll tell em “It’s for the glory!!! I want the title!!!” And Killers in the background like, “Ya Kid… Whatever you say Kid! Everyone TOTALLY believes that one Kid!” while making faces at Heat and Wire.

Killer every time Kid opens his mouth and starts on some elaborate lie/rant as to why he’s going after Shanks:

Lucky lets it happen cause the problem will eventually take care of itself if it goes down gladiator ring style.

Killer and the rest of the crew have to endure listening to him make up excuses for every interaction between them and the Straw Hats. It's not for Lucky, he definitely just wants to eliminate them that's it! Same for Shanks!

That aside, I'm going to use this as an opportunity to talk more about Lucky and Kid's relationship because I want to.

Fun fact, their connection was established in chapter one of Lucky Break, but I'm not sure anyone noticed it. In the prologue, it's explicitly stated that Lucky was holding her backpack when she fell into the One Piece world. In chapter one, there is no mention of it. This wasn't a fuck up on my part, this was intentional.

When she is trying not to drown, she lets go of the backpack and it floats away. Eventually, someone on the Punk Victoria finds it and decides to grab it because there might be something interesting in it, and there was.

In the backpack are the following: a cellphone, a flashlight, a wallet, a snack bar, and some face masks and gloves.

Kid can't figure out what the cellphone and flashlight are supposed to be, and is very frustrated by this. Examining the wallet reveals some weird money and cards he doesn't recognize, but the most important thing in it is the ID. He first lays eyes on the picture, and he burns the face into his memory. If anyone can explain what the weird shit is that he found, it's going to be this woman.

He always has her ID on him on the off chance they run into each other, everything else is kept safe on the ship. Because he has Lucky's ID, he is one of the very few people outside of the Straw Hats that knows her real name.

Kid is the only yandere that was obsessed before he met her. He was so hung up on finding her that by the time they did meet, he fell hard and fast.

The first time he sees Lucky in person, it takes a minute because the scar throws him off, but when he takes out the ID to compare and says her name and she reacts to it? It's all over. He needs her on his ship now, and he won't take no for an answer. He's waited too long to get an explanation on what those weird things are he found. Lucky is definitely frightened by his rough demeanor, but she's hopeful that she'll be let go after explaining what the things he found were.

I'm sure none of y'all need me to tell you that's not what happens. Kid may have some answers, however confusing, but the obsession isn't gone. He still wants to keep her.

On the scale I mentioned previously when discussing Kaku, Kid is all the way over on the 'OH GOD NO' side. He's unfriendly, unnecessarily cruel, and is one of the few yanderes that would be willing to hurt Lucky if it meant keeping her. It's not his first option by any means, but it isn't off the table either and he lets her know that. Yet he's somehow surprised when she's afraid of him.

He can be nice in his own ways, but he's bad at it. If he sees Lucky shivering, he'll throw his coat at her while yelling at her to 'stop shivering it looks pathetic'.

While he would say that he doesn't care if she likes him or not so long as he has her, he's lying. If she genuinely never grew fond of him it would bother him deeply.

#lucky break #eustass kid #rebeccawinters

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brokenjere · 2 years

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bad in the bones (c.f) part 5

a/n: hey guys, sorry about the long wait i know I’ve been inactive lately I just moved states so I’ve been busy and trying to get back into the swing of my normal life so I haven’t been writing so much lately but i will continue to update dont worry! Hope you enjoy💛💛💛 id love to know your thoughts!

catch up here

Mallory’s name flashes on the screen over a picture of her smiling, red-faced and blurry. Her hair is plastered to her face with sweat and she was holding up a beer. I remember taking the photo our sophomore year. It was our first high school party and she went a little overboard but I remember thinking how pretty she looked, even as completely wasted as she was. “Hello?” I pick up. Mallory always texted me before she called, mostly because she hated being on the phone and tried to avoid it and I know something is wrong as soon as she speaks.

“Hey,” she sings softly. “How’s it going?”

“What’s wrong?” I sit up, scooting my butt all the way to the back of the lounge chair. Belly, who was absent-mindedly watching the boys in the water is now fully alert to me. I can feel her eyes watching me.

“Oh nothing,” she dismisses. I can almost see her waving me off like she always did. “Just wondering if you found your new summer beau yet.”

“Why?” I ask cautiously. Mallory laughs and I can hear some people chatting in the background, although I can’t really make it out. “Where are you?”

“I’m at the pool with the girls,” she says. The girls meaning Victoria and Betty who we have been friends with since middle school. It has always been Mallory and I, but the girls were always good to have around but if Tori and Betty were around that means Josh and his friends were around and that made my stomach drop.

“Is Josh there?” I ask. Now, Belly’s eyebrows shot up and she mouths Josh? I nod my head as Mallory confirms over the phone. “What happened? Why are you calling?”

She’s silent on the other side and I wait for her to speak. I hear Josh’s laugh in the background and I want to throw up. I could recognize that laugh anywhere. It could wake me out of the deepest sleep. I could almost see him - head thrown back as a laugh escapes through his teeth. How his curly hair falls back against his forehead. I shut my eyes to try and get rid of the image. “He’s been seeing someone,” she finally whispers. “Her name is-”

“I don’t want to know her name,” I snap at her without meaning to. Belly’s eyes widen even more if that’s possible and the boys stop throwing their volleyball around and they’re all staring at me. Everything is quiet except for my heavy breathing. “How long?”

“I don’t know,” she says. “Since you left, I think.”

“Well, you can tell Josh that I’ve been seeing someone, too.” I don’t know why I lie. I never lie to Mallory and everyone sitting around me knows it’s not true but I still say it. I still confirm it when Mallory asks me really?

“Who are you hooking up with?” Belly whispers next to me, her hands are already on the arm rest of my chair and she’s ready to shake the answer out of me. I shake my head at her with narrow eyes and she seems disappointed as she leans back in her own chair, arms crossed over her chest like a little kid pouting.

“I gotta go, okay?” I tell Mallory as she’s blabbering on about Josh’s new girlfriend and how he’s only with her to make me jealous and not to worry. She says there’s no way she compares to you. I tell her thanks for letting me know and hang up the phone. “What are you all staring at?” I say to the boys as the door to the house slides closed. I didn’t even hear it open.

“Nothing,” Steven says, shaking his head vigorously. He throws the ball in the air and hits it to Jeremiah. “Nothing at all, yn.” The ball hitting the water next to Jeremiah knocks his attention away from me and he grabs it. “Come on, Jere.” I look down at my lap and start to hear the ball bouncing back and forth again. I no longer feel a bunch of eyes on me.

“What’s gotten into you?” Conrad asks from behind me. His hands are on the back of my chair and he’s leaning forward toward me with a smirk on his face. His voice is teasing but the energy in the air is tense. I can’t speak and I don’t know why.

“She just found out that Josh has a new girlfriend so she lied about having a new boyfriend just to seem even,” Belly says. I snap my head to her with widened eyes and she recoils in her chair. “Sorry, that’s what happened.”

“He’s an ass. Don’t let him get to you,” Conrad says. He’s trying to be nice and supportive and I can see that when I look at him but it just pisses me off so I stand up and push past him into the house. I can hear them all talking through the shut glass door but I ignore it. I ignore Laurel and Susannah calling after me in the kitchen and I ignore Laurel as she follows me to the base of the stairs. I shut the door to my bedroom and throw myself on the bed.

I stay in my room until it gets dark out. No one bothered me except Laurel asking me if I want dinner. When I told her no she said, “I heard about what happened today. Do you want to talk about it?” I told her no again and she sighed on the other side of the door but then disappeared for the rest of the night. When the sun goes down and the house gets quiet, I tip-toe out of my bedroom. All of the doors are shut and there’s not a single sound in the house. I turn on the lights in the kitchen and start raiding the kitchen. I could leave. Take Laurel’s car and go to the corner store that we stopped at on our way in and buy a bottle of vodka and drink the entire thing in the car but I don’t want to leave the house so I open all the bottom cabinets until I find some. The bottle feels heavy and expensive and I start to feel guilty but I unscrew the top anyway and drink from the mouth.

“Susannah would kill you if she found you.” I startle and the mouth misses my lips just a little bit getting a little vodka on my chin. I wipe it away as I turn around. Steven is standing in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his face. He’s probably reveling in the fact that he’s not the most fucked up Conklin in the house. I can see him picturing my demise in his eyes as I look at him.

“Good thing she’s asleep, right?” I say. He shrugs and holds out his hand and I give him what he wants. “No plans tonight?”

He shakes his head before taking a drink from the bottle. “No one was really in the mood, I guess. Plus you’ve been MIA all day.”

“Wasn’t in the mood either.” I push myself up on the countertop, taking the bottle back when Steven hands it to me.

“Listen to me, yn. Josh is an idiot, you know? I’ve known him for years. I told Belly when you first started dating it was a bad idea but-”

“You did?” My heart rate picks up and Steven looks at me wide-eyed. “She never told me you said that.”

“She probably didn’t want to hurt your feelings. He’s just an asshole, okay? Always has been.” He’s being quiet, I assume so he doesn’t wake up the rest of the house but there’s also a hint of something else in his voice. Sadness, regret, pity. It makes my stomach churn.

“Why didn’t you say something to me? Instead of Belly? You let me get into a relationship with him for years and never said anything.” Steven shushes me and steps closer to where I’m sitting. “Don’t tell me to be uiet.”

“I didn’t tell you to be quiet but people are sleeping. Why are you so mad?” I shake my head and my hands tighten around the edge of the counter so hard my knuckles turn white. Steven looks at them and then looks away. “It’s not like he’s a serial cheater or something, he’s just a shitty guy sometimes. Always has been but he was good to you, at least he seemed to be from where I was standing.”

“He was good to me,” I state. I’m not sure how much I believe that. Deep down, I think I do but the memories of the last few months with Josh taint the bigger picture. All I see are his furious eyes as we fight about what to wear to senior prom instead of when they’re soft and he’s loving me. I hear his voice strained with guilt when he tells me that he wants to see other people instead of how he sounds when he first wakes up. I thought he was just being a teenage boy. Trying to get out of being tied down in his early twenties. Maybe he was telling me the truth. He wanted to see someone else. Whoever he has his arm around at the pool this summer. I hope she gets him to wear sunscreen because I never did. “He just didn’t want to go to Columbia, okay? It wasn’t that big of a deal.”

“So you broke up because of college?” Steven sounds skeptical and I nod despite knowing he doesn’t believe me. “Then why is he already seeing someone else?”

“Do you have to bring that up?”

“It’s relevant, isn’t it?” We stare at each other. I can hear my own heart beating in my throat and I tell her to shut up but it doesn’t work.

“Was my whole relationship just a lie?” I whisper, my voice cracking. “Did he ever love me at all?” Before I start to cry, Steven closes the gap between us and he hugs me so tight that the sound of my heart gets muffled with the sound of his. He whispers in my ear telling me yes he did, I know he did but I don’t believe him. He tells me it’s okay. It’ll get better. I will find someone new. I think I’m really about to start crying when my phone rings. I reach for it and see his name on the caller ID. Steven sees it too and I try to ask him what to do with my eyes but he doesn’t know me like Belly does, so he doesn’t answer me.

“I’ll let you deal with that,” he says and leaves me alone in the kitchen. I grab the bottle of vodka and slide open my phone as I start up the stairs. Steven’s door closes just as I reach the top and I whisper a hello as I walk down the hall.

“Yn.” His voice verberates through my entire body. I feel like I’m watching myself instead of being inside of my own body. He always had that effect on me. “I heard Mallory called you.”

“She did.” The words didn’t seem to come out right at all. They get caught in my throat and come out all mangled but Josh doesn’t seem to react.

“She told me you were seeing someone.” There’s no noise in the background wherever he’s at and I picture him in his room with the curtains drawn and the only light coming from his gaming keyboard he spent way too much money on for the amount he uses it. I can see him laying on his bed, legs crossed and outstretched in front of him. I used to lay next to him, my head by his feet, as I read. He’d be on his phone or playing video games and his toes would tap my shoulder making me look back at him and he would blow me a kiss. I’d pretend to catch it and throw it in the pages. “To keep forever,” I would say. That memory aches at me now.

“She told me you were.” He clears his throat and I keep going. “Who is she? Do I know her?” I have to know her, right? She had to have went to school with us. Maybe it was Holly Eaton from our history class. She was always looking at him.

“It’s not important.”

“Is she going to community college with you?” The spite in my voice is hard to hide and I think Josh picks up on it because he lets out a breathy laugh.

“Who said I’m going to community college?”

“Well you’re not going to Columbia, are you?”

“And you are?” He snaps. “I heard you got wait-listed.” My heart stops like I’m riding in a car that comes to a sudden stop too close to the intersection and your entire body is jerked in and out of reality.

“Who told you that?” I say through my teeth. I only told one person that so that question seems irrelevant but I want him to say it. But he won’t. He just sighs.

“Yn, I didn’t call to fight.”

“Then why did you call?” I ask.

“Because if it’s true, if you’re really seeing someone-” I scoff. If it’s true. He pretends not to notice. “I just want him to treat you right, okay? I really did love you. I do love you. More than you know, I think. And if things had ended better, I would hope that we’d have found our way back to each other one day.” If things had ended better? I’m uiet. He ended things. He made them bad, didn’t he? Wasn’t it his fault? “I still think we might, you know? It was always you and me. I never doubted that. There’s just so much out there, yn. So much. You’ll thank me one day for this, I think.”

“Thank you? For what? Breaking my heart?” I want to be mad. I want to sound mad. I want to spit so much fire though the phone that it burns the beard he’d been trying to grow all year right off. But I don’t sound mad. I’m quiet and I realize I’m crying.

“No. For forcing you to get out of your comfort zone. I know you pretend to be big and tough and wild like your mom but you like to be safe in your bubble and that bubble was me. You deserve to know more.” He’s being sincere. I can hear it in his voice. I want to crawl in his bed under his covers and inhale his scent. I want him to love me again because I don’t know if I can ever stop loving him. “Her name is Kennedy and it’s not real. I lied. I was pretending in front of Mal.”

“You lied?”

“Mhm,” he hums. I can hear his smile. “Goodnight, yn. Have a good summer.” The line dies and starts to beep in my ear. I leave it there, the lingering of his voice in my ear because it’s all I have left besides my anger. But the anger is gone, isn’t it? I don’t feel it so heavy in my chest anymore. It’s more like a dull roar that’s leaving it’s mark in my body. In a deep hibernation. Until next time. But then I remember Columbia and Mallory and the beans being spilled so I remove the phone from the side of my head and I text her. Did you tell Josh about Columbia???

Being sad about Josh had been getting old. I spent too many nights in bed, crying. Mallory told me to just move on already but she didn’t know I had got rejected by Columbia that same week. She didn’t know the rejection letter was in the waste basket under my desk, rotting just like me. So I told her and her face softened once more and she let me wallow for a few more weeks until I started to look too rough maybe you should get up and shower and leave the house.

She’s the only person I ever told. Not my mother, not Laurel, not Belly. I would have to tell them eventually but right now everything was already too dark there was no reason to shut the curtains, too.

No! Her reply text reads. And then another one: I told Betty tho :/

I don’t bother replying. I lock my phone and throw it on the bed. Betty, who had the biggest mouth out of anyone in our class. Betty, who thrived off of other people’s misery. Betty, who ran and told Josh that my life was crumbling down around me in the wake of him. I want to scream but I shut my eyes instead and picture her head inflating with all the gossip she eats and popping off of her neck. When I open them, blood is splattered on the walls and there’s a knock at the door. I go to open the door and the walls are white again.

Conrad stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame similarly to how Steven stood only a few minutes ago in the kitchen. He looks like he was asleep. He has bags under his eyes and his hair was messy and he’s looking down at me in a way that makes me feel uneasy. “What are you doing here?” I ask quietly.

“I heard you come up and then I heard you talking on the phone. Are you okay? It’s late.” He doesn’t give any indication that he heard what was being said but he was living next door, so he may have. I just nod my head and pull the door open a little more, inviting him inside. He doesn’t speak but accepts my offer by walking inside and I close the door behind him. “I don’t know what happened earlier, at the pool,” he starts, “but I’m sorry. He’s a jerk.”

I nod my head again even though I’m not so sure I believe that anymore. “I’m fine.”

Conrad spins around the room. His eyes search for any changes that I’ve made, which aren’t really any. I left everything the way that it was except for my small collection of books on the dresser and my clothes on my floor. “What are you reading right now?” He asks, nodding toward the stack.

“Moby Dick,” I tell him. “Cliche, I know.”

“Just a little pretentious,” he teases and I actually laugh. “I’ve read it a few times myself,” he admits. He uses his finger to flip open the front cover and he traces the lines of the title page before finding my bookmark and opening it up. I’m a little over halfway through, but truth be told, I hadn’t paid attention to the last hundred words. It’s hard to really focus on anything these days. “Do you want to go on our boat tomorrow morning, maybe?”

He’s still looking at the book and I watch his back move up and down as he breathes. He doesn’t turn around to look at me until I say, “yeah. I’d love to.” His mouth stretches across his face in a smile.

“You won’t be too afraid?” His eyes narrow and I laugh, shaking my head. “Okay, good. I’ll knock around 5? Watch the sunset?” His words turn up in question and I tell him that’s perfect and he smiles wider and steps toward me. He leans down, his breath hitting my ear. “Get some sleep.” When he walks past me, his shoulders brush mine gently and I can’t stop myself from reaching down and catching his wrist before he gets too far away. His body spins around to face me and we crash together harder than I anticipated. It knocks the wind out of me but Conrad’s hands steady me. They grab my waist and hold me stable even when my entire body shivers as we make eye contact. “What?”

I let out a shaky breath and I think about Josh. About how it felt the first time we kissed: exhilarating, powerful, real, and hot. Every atom of my body felt like it was on fire but right now I feel calm. Like a cloud that’s swimming through the sky slowly but too fast all at the same time. As I lean in now, I don’t feel a fire in my bones. They feel like jello. They feel like they’re floating. “Are you sure?” He asks me and I nod without thinking and instead of pulling away like I should have, I kiss him. I kiss him long and hard with my fingers in his hair and his pressed into my hips and when he pulls away again, to ask me one more time, I have to stop myself.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “I’m so fucking sorry.” My shaky hands go to my lips as I stagger away from him. The look on his face is hard to decipher but it’s painful, nonetheless. “I don’t know why I did that. It wasn’t fair.” What I meant was it wasn’t fair to him because I still loved Josh. It wasn’t fair to me because I still loved Josh. It wasn’t fair to Belly because she still loved Conrad, didn’t she? The guilt is what pushed him away.

“It’s okay,” he says. He’s trying to find an answer in my face that he won’t be able to find and he reaches for my hand. I let him grab it. “It’s okay. I’ll come to get you in the morning, alright?” He squeezes my hand and I nod and watch him leave. I stare at the back of the door until his bedroom door closes behind him.

taglist: @marajillana@liltimmyst@angelayse @nani-2305 @drikawinchester

#tsitp #conrad fisher #the summer i turned pretty #conrad fisher x reader #tsitp imagine #conrad fisher imagine #conrad fisher rec #conrad fisher fluff #conrad fisher one shot #conrad fisher fic #tsip conrad #chris briney #belly conklin #jenny han

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id love to hear ur ideas on tobey and victoria being worsties ......

YES I BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE. TURN ITNUP

so. tobey and victoria being worsties for lyfe

while not outright rivals at first, i think they'd be more frenemies with a mutual distaste for becky. they'd probably complain about her together like "ew isn't she the worst, she's so bossy and a know-it-all and she has a pretty smile and shiny eyes ..... wait what"

at first they're both highly in denial about crushing on becky, while still fighting over her. things like "i don't like becky ew, but im just saying if i DID she'd definitely go out with me instead of you" and they'd just bicker like that back and forth

whenever they start actually making moves is their worstie era. they're both snapped out of their denial without realizing it and they're trying to impress the hell out of becky. they both know what each other is doing so now they're trying to one-up each other constantly in front of her

also. they think being annoyingly obnoxious is flirting so they're simultaneously also bugging the hell out of the little alien without even knowing

#let me talk about tobecktoria LET ME TALK ABOTT IT TOBECKTORIAA *rips the bars of my enclosure*#i love them. so much #ceo of tobecktoria #my art!#my art #fan art #wordgirl #becky botsford #tobecky #becktoria #anon ask #tobey mcallister iii #victoria best

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Twitter AMA with Victoria Goddard about the upcoming sequel to The Hands of the Emperor:

At the Feet of the Sun

slated for release on November 1st !

I CANNOT overstate my excitement for this book !!!!! It’s gonna be another chonker and I really and truly cannot wait *-*

Preorder directly from the author here: https://www.victoriagoddard.ca/products/at-the-feet-of-the-sun

Link to the twitter thread: https://twitter.com/_vgoddard/status/1557056200017051649?s=20&t=SVcu8hZiJy_34fK4qG5F0g

ID for above images in alt text, ID for the rest of the images below bc tumblr wont let me add alt text for images added to the text of a post

[Complete ID for the very first tweet:

Tweet from Victoria Goddard @_vgoddard: Exciting developments for fans of HANDS OF THE EMPEROR: the sequel is now up for early preorder on my website! Cliopher is impatiently awaiting his lord’s return when adventure quite literally hits him from behind…

image reads: The long-awaited sequel to The Hands of the Emperor coming November 1st, preorder now! image shows the book cover of At the Feet of the Sun by Victoria Goddard. Top of the cover reads: Lays of the Hearth-Fire 2. Cover depicts a blue whale against a background of dark blue with many stars like a night sky. The whale has white belly and blue skin with stars and constellations.

ID for the images in the body of the post:

Amanda @AceOfJersey asks: Will we meet any new members of the Red Company? Victoria Goddard answers: Depends on what other books you’ve read first!

Tom Farrell @smackledawbed asks: Does anyone arrive from Ysthar? Victoria Goddard answers: yes (eyes emoji)

Janvi Rakshi @HellLucifer1509 asks: On a scale of 1 to 100, how many times will we lie on the ground gasping for breath after reading certain lines or paragraphs? (For reference, HoTE ranked a 2,34,560 on my scale) Victoria Goddard answers: I can’t speak to lying on the floor, but you may want to stock up on wooden spoons to bite through. Or maybe a wooden spoon factory.

kylie owens @sofihatters asks: Will there be more of Kip dancing? Do we get to see any other Islander dances? Victoria Goddard answers: Kip might find an opportunity. Or two.

Mary @kilerkki asks: Does Cliopher find out what happened to Basil? Victoria Goddard answers: Cliopher does find himself with a little more free time to look into these important questions, yes. (winking emoji)

Rae @2punkroch4shul asks: I have another, which books do you recommend giving read before ATFOTS? Victoria Goddard answers: THE HANDS OF THE EMPEROR and RE RETURN OF FITZROY ANGURSELL are key. PORTRAIT OF A WIDE SEAS ISLANDER and THE REDOUBTABLE PALI AVRAMAPUL would provide excellent context but aren’t strictly necessary.

free-c @AgentFreeWill asks: follow up - how much is his Radiancy missing Cliopher? (grinning emoji) Victoria Goddard answers: As we know, his Radiancy does not really do math (he has Cliopher for that), so “[sad harp noises]”

Cassandros1000bce @Cassandros10001 asks: Looking forward to this so much! Will Kip’s family be there? Victoria Goddard answers: Of course! Not to mention, there’s ALWAYS another Mdang.

Ordinary Realities @naryreal2 asks: Any minor characters you’re particularly excited to revisit? Victoria Goddard answers: Oh, all of them, but the Household (Ludvic, Conju, Rhodin) have shown themselves to have many unexpected layers. (onion emoji)

Lin @gremlinry asks: On a scale from 1 to 10 how would you rate Cliopher’s huggability in this book. Victoria Goddard answers: It depends on whom you’re asking, but 2/100 emperors would recommend finding your own Islander to hug

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#the hands of the emperor #victoria goddard #at the feet of the sun #nine worlds #bookblr #book rec #queer lit #fantasy #queer fantasy #fealty #the return of fitzroy angursell #hote #cliopher mdang #lays of the hearth fire

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victoria brownworth, from living lesbian nation, from smash the church, smash the state! the early years of gay liberation, edited by tommi avicolli mecca

["One of the many ways 1970 differed from now is that queer youth— lesbian, gay, transgendered, even bisexual— were not honored, embraced, or even accepted except as sexual playthings. We were told, repeatedly and often not very nicely, that we were unsure, game-playing, too young to have made up our minds (this was in the days when being queer was perceived as a choice rather than orientation) about our sexuality, yet we were desired, which only added to the confusion of our status. These conflicting messages made becoming part of the burgeoning post-Stonewall movement all the more difficult to navigate for someone as young as I was when I moved into that circle of older queer men and women.

In addition, the movement was, and remainned for many years, male dominated and male focused. Those used to the LGBTQI political buffet can't imagine what it was like when it was merely G. That G-is-for-gay was expected to include anyone and everyone, regardless of gender or orientation, and include them—men, women, transgender people and bisexuals— under what often felt like a repressive and exclusionary male rubric.

The world Radicalesbians opened for me was one at an almost breathtaking variance with the rest of my life. The women in RL were predominantly women in their 30s and 40s, some of whom had been married to men but who had left their husbands and sometimes even their children for other women. Others were women who were stone butches who had never been with a man in any context and never would be, because women were their life. All, however, were hard-core feminists with a perspective that was defined by the surety that women were not second-class citizens but were, in many if not all respects, superior to men.

There was a self-confidence and self-acceptance in the women I met when I was a teenager in RL that was not reflected anywhere else in my life: Not at my all-girl high school, not in the gay bars I frequented with my fake ID and ready lies, not from my Seven Sisters-college-educated mother, nor from my female teachers. The time I spent in RL helped mold me into the radical lesbian feminist I still am today, but I would not know that until much later.

In my college years, reflecting back on my days in RL, I drifted toward lesbian-separatism and began to clarify for myself as well as for other women through my writing and activism, what it meant to be a lesbian in a gay male liberation movement. I needed to immerse myself in women, in lesbian feminist theory, in a world that was as removed from the patriarchy as we could create within a larger patriarchal society. It was a heady and difficult time, and many other women I knew were struggling to achieve this balance between the male-dominated heterosexual world and the gay liberation movement of which we were a presumptive part.

In the period when RL was functioning in Philadelphia, we held weekly meetings focused on political action and consciousness-raising. I met lesbians who would lead the movement in Philadelphia with me. Clarifying our positions as lesbians who were feminists, as opposed to male identified, was central to who we were as a group and as a model for the movement we were building— our lesbian nation. We read, we discussed, we planned, we got angry with men and male chauvinism and with subjugation within our own movement. We began what I would later come to view as stultifying, smothering rhetoric about the politics of sexuality that left little room for interpretation and which defined lesbian sexuality from the Andrea Dworkin vantage point: Penetration = subjugation = heterosexual mimicry. In our quest to denounce all things heterosexual and male, we had also inevitably denied ourselves the kind of expansive sexuality that gay men were concomitantly reveling in as we built our theory and our politics and they fucked their way through the decade post-Stonewall, forging a politics through sexual experience, rather than the desexualizing of theory.

The context of sexual liberation was limited in this lesbian-feminist, consciousness-raising, politically correct world to simple the right to be coupled with another woman, while over in the gay liberation movement it was defined as a continual debauch— sex with anyone and everyone, with a big fuck you! to the heterosexual paradigm under which gay men had, pre-Stonewall, been forced to live. For radical lesbian feminists, the goal was different: It was to eradicate the taint of men and heterosexuality and patriarchy from our lives in every way possible, from lipstick and bras to high heels and penetration. We were all engaged in the same liberation movement, but the things we saw as essential to that liberation were so different that one radical lesbian feminist declared that we would always have more in common with straight women than with gay men, because those women could share the common bond of our oppression, which gay men never could.

This was the conflict that kept Radicalesbians and Daughters of Bilitis separate from groups like Gay Activists Alliance and Homophile Action League. Sexuality was the bridge that connected us, but gender was what separated us. How could radical lesbian feminism and gay liberation meet, meld, and ultimately coalesce into a larger, workable model for a civil rights movement?

My formative years in RL were destined to define me as the quintessential man-hater: The patriarchy was my enemy and the enemy of all women. How could I then embrace the gay male liberation movement? How could both sides of the queer spectrum meet, when gay men had no interest in women or feminism and lesbian feminists had been so damaged by the patriarchy that dealing with men had caused and continued to cause many of us actual physical pain?

This conundrum haunted me as a teenager and well into my college years. I hung out at the gay coffeehouses and political action meetings of queer groups on the University of Pennsylvania campus at Hillel House and Houston Hall. I was also part of the gay and lesbian group at the college where I spent my undergraduate years, Temple University. There I met gay men with whom I would forge lasting political bonds."]

#Victoria brownworth #lesbian literature #history stuff #transcribed

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OK this isn't a bug or even an arthropod for that matter, and I'm sure it's been brought up in the biology circles of Tumblr before BUT I wanna take a second to talk about the Giant Gippsland Earthworm (Megascolides australis)...

So, I'm sure all of y'all know the typical earthworm, just a few inches long, the type of little guy you find under a rock or in the dirt after a rainstorm, right?

Well, then you have these guys:

[Image ID: Invertebrate ecologist Beverley Van Praagh holding a Giant Gippsland Earthworm with arms outstretched to show its length / Credit and Source: Rodney Start and Museums Victoria]

These gigantic worms are about 1 metre (3 feet, 3 inches) long, are 2 centimeters (0.79 inches) in diameter on average, and can get up to 3 metres (9 feet, 10 inches) long, yet are still only 200 grams (0.44 pounds) on average! Even their babies are 20 centimeters (7.9 inches) long when they hatch!!

Speaking of the babies, they take a shockingly long time (for an earthworm) to mature! They can reportedly take up to 5 years to reach maturity.

These guys, are, perhaps unsurprisingly, native to Australia (in a relatively small section of Gippsland in Victoria), and only live underground, about 52 centimeters (20 inches) down, in moist clay, near water, and arent really spotted often because of this- However despite the fact they're typically very slow, if they move fast enough in their burrows they can be detected. Why, you may ask? Because it makes a sound, one that sounds like gurgling or sucking apparently.

This species of worm is really fascinating (as are earthworms in general)! and I also feel it's necessary to bring up the fact it's also considered to be endangered

Here's some more reading on this species for those who are interested:

#Worms #Worm #Annelids #Annelida #Opisthopora #Earthworm #Earthworms #Biology #Inveribrates #Large animals #Wasp House Buzzing

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Rather Die | Chapter 4

word count: 2355

rating: pg13?

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"So, what happened with you & Austin last night?" Eliana says, pouring some cream into her coffee.

"Well, we had a couple drinks at the bar, and we just talked." Victoria responds.

"Talked about what?"

"Um, let's see. We talked about his filming process, where he's from, his childhood, our parents, where I'm from, my past work, etcetera."

"Did you tell him about your dad?"

"Yeah. We got really deep. He told me about his mom. Did you know he & Elvis both lost their moms at twenty three? It's crazy."

"Really? I didn't know that."

"Yeah, there's so many connections he has with Elvis. He was definitely born to play him."

"So what else happened? Anything?"

"We came back here, had a couple sips of wine, then he kissed me. I kissed back, then he got a little spicy & started rubbing on my panties, then fingered me for a second until I realized it was a bad idea."

"Bad idea?? You almost had sex with the hottest guy on the planet."

"I realized we should save all of this passion between us for the film. I don't want it to get waisted away. It's my first big role, it has to be perfect & I can't let anyone or anything screw this up."

"What'd he say?"

"He seemed kinda disappointed, but agreed."

"I get why you chose not too, but damn. If I were you, we would have gone all night long."

Does she not care about Ashton, like, at all?

Victoria thought to herself. Eliana sure wants to fuck Austin more than anything it seems.

Vic gets snapped out of her thoughts from a text.

"Hey! Last night was fun. Thanks for a great time. I'm having a little party in the VIP section of this club downtown with the cast of the movie & some friends this weekend. Thought it'd be fun to get to see everyone before filming starts next week. Id love to have you there, since you are my leading lady. Let me know what you think." Austin texts.

"Yeah, last night was great (: I would love to come! Can I bring a couple friends?"

"Of course! I'll text you the info."

"Are you & Ash free on Saturday?" Victoria asks.

"Um, I am. Ash has a gig. What's up?"

"You're not going to his gig?"

"No, I've been to so many this tour plus I'm going Friday."

"Oh, okay. Austin invited me to a cast party and said I could bring a couple friends, so I was going to invite you & Ashton, but I guess I'll just invite you. Wanna come?"

"Um, yeah! You know I love a good party. Where is it at?"

"It's at a club. He was able to get a VIP section."

"Yesss, I will definitely be there."

Days have passed and it's the day of the party.

Eliana is dressed up in a silky baby pink body con dress with silver rhinestone sandal heels.

Victoria is dressed in a champagne colored cowl neck mini dress with nude heels.

Of course, you take an Uber to the club, as you both know you'll be drinking.

As soon as Austin spots you, he greets you with open arms.

"Hey! I'm so glad you came!" he says.

"Thanks for inviting me!" Vic says.

"Oh, of course! How could I not?"

Austin kisses the top of Victoria's head as he hugs her, making her heart melt.

"Let me get you a drink." Austin says to Vic. "What would you like?"

"A cosmopolitan would be great."

"Coming right up."

Austin goes off to the bar & as she waits for him to come back, one of her co-stars comes up to her.

"Victoria, right?" This really pretty Latina women

asks.

"Yes, that's me." Vic smiles. "And you are?"

"I'm Mila Ramos. I'm going to playing your best friend in the movie."

"Nice to meet you, Mila."

"Like wise!"

Austin comes back with drinks, "Oh good! You guys met!"

"Yeah! Mila just introduced herself." Victoria responds, taking her drink from Austin as he hands it to her.

"Where's your friend?" Austin asks.

"Honestly, I don't even know. She's probably out on the dance floor with the big crowd or at the bar." Victoria says.

"Well, if you'd like, I'd love to hit the dance floor with you."

"That would be great. Wanna join, Mila?"

"Of course!" Mila responds.

The three of them hit the dance floor. Mila really gets into the music, feeling herself, in her own little world. Austin & Vic flirt with each other, naturally.

"You know you look really good tonight." Austin says into Victoria's ear.

She reaches up to his, "Thanks. So do you." Vic toys at the chain around his neck that lays on his bare chest from his button down shirt being open.

"Thanks." he smirks.

Austin grabs her hand and gives her a spin, then bringing her into him. Her back faces him. He sets his hands on her hips & they rock back and forth to the beat of the music.

His lips meet her neck, placing light kisses, sending shivers down her spine.

Victoria wants him. Wants him bad. But she's keeping her word & won't give into him.

The song ends, "I'm gonna head to the bathroom. I'll be right back." Victoria says.

"Alright, I'll be here." Austin smiles.

As Victoria is in the bathroom, Eliana appears on the dance floor next to Austin.

"Hey Austin, I'm Eliana. Victoria's roommate. Nice to meet you." she says.

"Nice to meet you too." He smiles.

"So, I heard Vic won't give it up to you." Eliana says seductively, getting close to him. "I would, gladly give it up to you."

Eliana kisses Austin's neck, working her way up to his lips. Austin allows her kiss, giving her entrance. Their tongues dance with each other as the simple kiss turns into a full on makeout.

"What the fuck?! Eliana?! Austin?!" Victoria says, seeming them as she's back from ladies room. "Are you fucking kidding me right now?! I'm done. I'm out."

Victoria storms out of the club, Eliana & Austin chase after her.

"Wait! Victoria! It's not what it looks like!" Austin shouts.

"Then what?! Then what was that?!" Vic asks him as they all reach outside. Austin doesn't have an answer. Eliana chimes in.

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?! Why the hell did you kiss him in the first place?! Don't even try to say he kissed you first because I know damn well it was you."

"I-I- didn't mean too. I-It just came over me."Eliana stutters.

"You're my best friend. You KNEW I liked Austin, A LOT. You don't just make out with the guy your best friend really fucking likes."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"No, I don't believe you. The amount of times you would openly say how hot he is, and how you would have sex with him, as if you didn't even have a fucking boyfriend. Oh my god, you have a boyfriend."

"Please don't tell Ashton. Please. I love him." Eliana says with tears streaming down her face.

"Sure you do." Vic says sarcastically. "And really Austin? You were just going to let her fucking make out with you like that? After we were just sharing a pretty intimate time on the dance floor? After we had so many DEEP & PERSONAL conversations? After we had an even more intimate moment at my place? You know, I just don't tell anyone about my dad. You have to be pretty special for me to share that with, and I guess that's all down the drain now. I thought you really liked me the way I liked you." Victoria struggles keeping her tears in. She knows damn well she'll have a breakdown later on.

"Vic, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I let her do that. I do like you that way, I do."

"If you did, you would have stopped it. I- I have to go." Victoria started walking down the street with no plan on where she was headed.

"Let me get you a ride, please?!" Austin asks her.

"No! Just fuck off, Austin."

"Vicky! Wait!" Eliana runs after her, grabbing her wrist when she catches up.

"DON'T touch me. I'm so done with you."

"Can we please just talk about this?!"

"What is there to talk about, Eliana?! You just did one of the worst things a so called best friend could do. You know what, there has been so much shit lately that's been bothering me about you, but I've been letting it go because I love you. This is just the icing on the cake. I can't do this anymore. I'm done. We're done."

And with that, Victoria's heels click on the sidewalk as she walks away in anger.

She came across a concert venue, and noticed Ashton's band was playing there. She walked in, thankfully with no troubles. The show was about to be over so security didn't seem to care.

When the show ended, she immediately called out for Ashton. Thankfully he heard her.

"Hey! Come on back!" Ashton says.

She makes her to the doors that lead her backstage.

"She's with me." Ashton tells his security. "What's up, girl?!" he asks her, pulling her into a hug. And that's when it hit. The breakdown she knew was going to happen.

Victoria started uncontrollably sobbing.

"Yo, what's wrong?" Ashton asks concerned.

She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself before speaking. "You know how I have a huge crush on Austin Butler? And like, weve been flirting and such?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, I was at the club with him & I saw him kissing another girl."

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

"That's not all. That other girl was-

Victoria started sobbing again.

"No, don't tell me." Ashton said, figuring it out by her reaction.

Vic nods her head yes. "I'm s-so sorry, Ash."

Ashton covers his mouth in disbelief. "Eliana was the girl who kissed Austin. My girlfriend. Your best friend."

"Yeah....made out to be more accurate."

"You're fucking kidding me. What in the fucking world. I'm so sorry, Vic. I can't believe she would do that to you."

"Thanks. I'm sorry too. I know you really loved her."

"Thanks."

"I guess if I telling you things, um, she would actively be saying how much she finds Austin attractive & how she would fuck him. All as if you didn't exist. I don't even know how many times I had to remind her about you."

"Oh my god. Really?"

"Yeah. Really."

"Jesus."

"I don't even know what to do, or where to go. I just know that I don't want to be at that apartment right now."

"Do you want to stay at my place for the night?"

"That would be great, Ash. Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem. Let me grab my stuff and we can head out."

Once Ashton was ready to go, they went back to his place.

"You can take the guest room for the night, or for however long you need. Help yourself to whatever's in the fridge & cabinets. Mi casa es tu casa." Ashton tells Victoria as they walk into his house.

"Thanks Ash. I really do appreciate you letting me stay here."

"Anything for a friend. Thank you for telling me about all this."

"Of course. You deserve to know the truth."

"Thanks. Let me grab you one of my tshirts to sleep in."

"Thanks. I'm so ready to get out of these club clothes."

Ashton handed her one of his t-shirts & she went into the guest room to change. It fit like a perfectly like a nightie on her.

She went out to the kitchen and found Ashton snacking on some chips with a beer, playing on his phone.

"Hey, do you have any pain killers? All that crying gave me a headache." Vic asks.

"Yeah, right cabinet above the sink. Glasses are in the middle one above the counter." Ashton directs her.

She fills up a glass with water & downs some Tylenol.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door.

"Baby?! Are you home?! I need to talk to you!" Eliana says outside the door.

"Eliana, go home! It's over!" Ashton yells out to her.

"Baby, please! I can explain!"

Ash ignores her but she just keeps pounding on the door.

He gives in. "Explain what? That you cheated on me with the guy your best friend likes? And that you've been practically forgetting I exist since Austin came into the picture?"

"Okay, yes, I admit, I did all that. But I don't know what I was think- are you fucking serious right now?! Is that Vic wearing one of your shirts?!" Eliana pushes her way through the door. "Bitch, you better be joking. Did you fuck my boyfriend?" Eliana asks Victoria.

"Girl, what?! No! I'm here to just stay the night because I don't want to be at the apartment right now! I'm in his t-shirt so I don't have to sleep in my dress. Just because I'm wearing his shirt doesn't mean I had sex with him."

"I mean, you probably would to get back at me."

"I can't even think about revenge right now if I even wanted too. All I can't think about is how my best friend since childhood betrayed me."

"You know I wouldn't do it on purpose!"

"Eliana, you can say all you want that it was a mistake, but we both know that it wasn't. I am over you, I am over Austin. I am done with the both of you."

"You can't possibly mean that, Vic. You're just gonna throw away over 20 years of friendship??"

"You're the one throwing it away because you're the one who fucked up."

With that, Victoria went into the guest room ending the conversation.

"I think you should go." Ashton says, kind of choked up.

"Baby, please." Eliana begs.

"I'm sorry. But it's over. I can't be with someone who I can no longer trust."

"You know what?! Fine! Fuck you both!" Eliana yells out in frustration, slamming the door as she walks out.

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#austin butler #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler imagine #austin butler one shot #austin butler smut #austin imagine #austin butler rather die #rather die

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Can’t bring myself to watch the finale of due south, so for the two people who are interested, here are my thoughts from when I was watching through

Due South insanity moment where vecchio gives a long speech to his sister in which he tells her to stay away from fraser because she’ll only get hurt and guys like fraser won’t even notice and then she responds by telling him that he’s afraid to dream. How am I supposed to take this

Obsessed with Fraser having a sleepover with his childhood hockey bestie. I think they should practice kissing with each other. I’m such a gay fraser truther I’m sorry but id take him and random hockey guy over him and Victoria

I think paul gross just has a resting smirk which is something you don’t see too often but it’s really making this funeral scene unintentionally humorous. Buddy you couldn’t muster a frown. I hate you Paul Gross, you live action Disney prince. That is a term that gets thrown around a lot but it’s true for him

100 percent still a gay fraser truther. Why are they having romantical ten- SORRY LIEUTENANT THATCHER JUST HIT HIM WITH A DAMN BITCH YOU LIVE LIKE THIS- romantical tension between fraser and thatcher. I don’t like it. She’s so mean to him all the time. He needs to get with a real man like Ray. I don’t really think you can put a guy like fraser in a relationship with his superior officer the chain of command would fuck him up. But they just keep mashing them together like Barbie dolls. I don’t get it. Also I kind of don’t like Francesca I’m sorry women…

“Ray, get in the closet” “Benny, get out of the closet” real dialogue. I don’t even need to make the joke. “I was in the closet with detective vecchio” I could end it all

Are we really doing another season finale where they’re getting framed by someone who one of them put in prison who recently go out and now seeks revenge. I guess if it ain’t broke. Okay so it’s not a season finale arc but still. It’s weird that it happened twice

CAN WE STOP PUTTING POOR GAY BOY FRASER - henceforth referred to as gayser when he is into situations wherein I want to emphasize his homosexuality - IN FORCED STRAIGHT SITUATIONS LIKE I KNOW THAT HE DOESNT WANT TO PLAY DOMESTICITY WITH FRANNIE. And she really needs to get with a woman

Girl a clip show for the season 2 finale? Come now. Also this is why starsky and hutch will always be a show made to hatecrime the watcher while due south uplifts you, because starsky and hutch did the amnesia plot line but hutch faked it. Because he’s insane.

“Alone we’re incomplete” truly insane thing to say about your best friend. Season 2 has really solidified by theory that ray is an out gay man to himself and no one else and he performs heterosexuality as a cover and gayser is just really truly deeply closeted because there were no gay people in a 100 kilometer radius growing up in the yukon. Also “benny, I could kiss you” “I thought we were just friends, ray” “we are” hello??? Hello???

Okay what the hell is going on with Ray K. You weren’t lying. 2 episodes in and he’s asking if Fraser thinks he’s attractive.

“All women are our sisters” I LOVE YOU FRASER. FEMINIST LEGEND.

I still gayser truth of course but as far as love interests go I don’t mind this bounty hunter milf

I don’t love that ghost dad was made a main character I liked him more when he would randomly pop up and I think they use him too much but I do love his little office set. And I do love that ghost dad is a character that exists

I don’t really care for the fact that one of kowalski’s defining traits is his love of police brutality. Come on due south. You used to understand that police violence is bad

I’ll be honest this is one of the first American based shows I’ve seen that promotes the idea of Canadian exceptionalism. And like it wasn’t initially like this as, see my last point, due South used to know and show that both the Chicago police and the mounties were corrupt, with Fraser being the worlds most special guy, but later seasons are like “all Mounties are inherently virtuous supermen”

Detective Huey and Fraser narrative foils in that both of them lost their first gay partner and then proceeded to get even gayer with their second partner. I do love Huey. And Dewey’s strange ways bewitch me I think he should hook up with turnbull

Women love to ask Fraser if they can trust him and then kiss him. Non_threatening_boys.jpg

Whenever Scott Bakula sings on quantum leap I cheer and clap like a seal and whenever paul gross sings I shriek and cover my eyes and say kill yourself

Every subplot to Mountie Sings the Blues makes me so happy I love huey and deweys stupid ass country song and I actually think Francesca/Turnbull is cute I’ve actually been hoping they would do it

I’m so sad due south got canceled right after the Fraser sister reveal I want so many more episodes with them hanging out

One thing about Fraser is that his love interest will be a brunette woman. Frannie, Victoria, Thatcher, milf bounty hunter and- sorry I looked up the poker episode to remember if the poker chick was brunette and sure enough

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crimsonwing62 · 1 year

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Ok Hear me out, The Take a Hint scene from victorious x The Fruity Four (specifically Robin x Nancy)

So one night, Robin, Nancy, Steve and Eddie decide to go out and Nancy suggests they new karaoke bar across town. Its small, the foods kind of meh, the patrons that sing are terrible which means its hilarious to make fun of them but its busy so they don't check ID's.

Steve and Eddie are on the closing shift till 10pm, at Family Video and The Bowling alley. Meanwhile Robin's had the day off and Nancy finishes her apprenticeship at the local newspaper in the next town at 6pm. So Robin and Nancy get together to get ready and go there together. They arrive about 20 minutes before Steve and Eddie are supposed to get there.

The girls weave through the somewhat already growing crowd of people to the bar to get a couple of drinks, then find a table for them and the boys for the night.

Not even 10 minutes at their table flirting chatting, Nancy already trying to convince Robin to do a duet with her and Robin absolutely refusing. A couple of guys seemingly a bit tipsy saddled up to the two trying to chat to them, flirt with them (key word: trying). Instead their teasing about not singing ended up implying their too insecure to do it themselves so they're just here to judge others.

"Didn't you hear? they want to hear a little songy song action." Robin, using their words against them, directing her statement towards Nancy. Robin arching her eyebrows in a challenge.

"Okay, we'll sing you a song" Nancy with a tight smile says in the sweetest voice she can muster. The kind of voice she had to use with the asshats at Hawkins Post.

The girls slide out of their chairs and head toward the song book. The asshats take their seat laughing and whispering like they're in middle school. Robin slides her finger down the list till she lands on the one she wants. She slides in a quarter to the machine and presses 'T305'.

Nancy stops Robin just before she presses play. "hey can you start the song? you know take Victoria's part?'

"wha-why? -- wait is Nancy Wheeler nervous? THE Nancy Wheeler who 5 minutes ago was convincing me to do a duet with her? That same Nancy Wheeler whose faced interdimensional monsters with a sawed off shotgun? Is nervous... about karaoke?" Robin teases, more in bewildered curiosity than maliciously.

"yeah, I've never really sang outside of the shower"

"sure okay"

Robin can't really say much herself, although she's performed it was usually playing an instrument... with 30 other kids. Definitely not in a duet, safe to say her stomach was doing somersaults as she hit play on the machine.

The song starts, Robin picks up the mic, she blows a sarcastic kiss to the boys currently occupying their seats.

"Why I am always hit on by the boys I'll never like?" she starts.

Nancy picks up the mic too but takes a moment facing the wall to compose herself. She steals over as her part comes up, turning round channelling the badass that like Robin said 'faced interdimensional monsters with a sawed off shotgun'.

"Don't wanna be a priss, I'm just tryna be polite but it always seems to bite me in the-"

They sound good together, even harmonise on the chorus. They patrons loved them, a few whoops from them gave the singers enough confidence to really relax and have fun with the song. At some point they went in to the audience gradually making their way towards those guys again, who are currently enjoying the show.

The girls were mid song when Steve and Eddie finally arrived. At first the boys couldn't see over the sea of people at the bar and staring towards the stage in the far corner.

It was only when "you asked me what my sign is and i told you it was stop"

"Is that Nance?" Steve asks Eddie, knowing full well he probably didn't know the answer.

"and if I had a dime"

"Well that's Robin for sure" Eddie says in response. "oof they're good" he comments when he hears the harmony that follows.

They push their way to past the bar and towards the karaoke area where they find their powerhouse friends make their way over to a couple of guys at a corner table.

R: "what about no don't you get?"

N: "so go and tell your friends"

R+N: "I'm not really interested"

"oh I feel so bad for those suckers right now" Steve leans to shout into Eddie's ear.

"don't be! They probably deserve it" Eddie shouts back, still in awe of the harmonies. Robin taking the low note whilst Nancy goes for the full belt higher notes.

The guys from earlier that made the mistake of hitting on them gather their drinks to leave but Robin and Nancy stop them. Singing to them directly.

N: "one"

Nancy fully into the song now, glares up at the one that was interested in her, burning a whole in his forehead.

R: "take your hands of my"

Each line they take a step forward - encroaching on their space

N: "two"

R: " 'fore I punch you in the"

N: "Three"

R: "stop you staring at my"

N+R: "hey!"

With the asshats intimidated, humiliated and backed up against the bar, the girls, satisfied, march back up to the stage for the final verse of the song.

This last bit was no longer to teach those guys a lesson. it was purely for their enjoyment, they sang towards each other instead of the audience. silently communicating to go big for the finish.

As they finish they fall into a fit of laughter and the bar erupts. Steve and Eddie attempting to clap and holler the loudest.

Robin and Nancy take a bow and come down from the stage to head back toward their now vacated table, absolutely beaming with pride they just did that.

Steve and Eddie rush over to congratulate and freak out about how awesome they sang together.

Steve focusing on "holy crap you guys got up and sang in front of audience" knowing how big that is for both of them

Eddie focusing on "holy crap you guys sounded amazing together. I knew Buckley could sing but you too Wheeler, that was awesome!"

Steve gets the first round of drinks - Robin and Nancy discarding their half drunk ones from earlier for new ones. and then the rest of the night flew by...

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Notes: Ignore the fact the technology for Karaoke machines where definitely not advanced enough to have wireless microphones and not at all like I described in the 80s. Because if this song exists 35 years before its released then they can have wireless microphones to sing Karaoke and teach some immature boys a lesson.

hope you enjoyed!

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shuichi-iguchi-enjoyer · 8 months

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My OC! I was gonna write a blurb on the side but I have more to say than I had room for so I’m just gonna type the info here. This is a long post, I’m very long-winded. Oh also have you ever made an OC as a joke but then you just kept adding like backstory and personality traits until they accidentally turned into a character you actually like? Yeah that’s what this is. Oh! And I forgot to say but left is one of her casual outfits and right is her villain costume

(TW: mentions of abuse, weapons, murder, I mean this is a LOV OC so yeah)

Name: Chloe (no last name)

Villain Name: Puppy Love

Quirk: Dog (Chihuahua). Grants her the abilities to smell anything within a 12 mile radius (including being able to know a lot about people from just their scent), fast reflexes, good running speed (only when running on all fours though), heightened hearing, as well as dog ears, a tail, big eyes, and sharp teeth. Basically, “she can do everything a dog can do”

Age: 20

Height: 4’8 (143 cm)

Birthday: April 28

Personality: hyper, bubbly, easily excited, naive, obedient, loyal, easily distracted, talkative, ditzy, probably annoyingly overly friendly

Place Of Birth: Los Angeles

Reason For Joining LOV: I’m not going to completely delve into her whole backstory, I’ll do that another time esp since I’m still working some things out, but she was a victim of an abusive pageant company (the pageants were sort of a front for something more sinister) that bought girls with “desirable quirks” and trained them to participate in pageants and then to eventually produce more girls with that quirk. She escaped that system when she accidentally murdered one of the leaders and was forced out of America for her own safety and went overseas and happened to find solace in the LOV, especially since there were heros that were involved in her mistreatment.

Weapon(s) Of Choice: gun because American lol, a long leash she uses as a lasso (mostly to retrieve items and on weak enemies as some enemies could definitely break it)

Likes: meat, hygiene/beauty products, dancing, singing, fashion, everything Y2k, celebrity culture, interesting-smelling things, physical affection, chewing on things (gum, food, toys, people, you name it)

Dislikes: loud noises, I’m trying so hard not to say cats rn it would just be funny, having “no purpose” (like not receiving orders to do something, she has a sort of complex about not having “a purpose” in life), running out of hygiene products especially hair products

What’s In Her Juicy Couture Bag?: her rhinestone-encrusted phone, makeup, comb, Victoria’s Secret body spray, pink bone squeaky toy, gum, beef jerky, dental floss (to get the beef jerky out of her teeth), a rhinestone-encrusted weed pen, an actual pen (one of the ones with a fluffy bit at the end) and small notebook (don’t try to read it, her handwriting is atrocious and if she catches you she’ll probably bite your hand off), cash, and a fake ID

Other Info: I sort of “ship” her with Spinner but like I also don’t think she’d be romantically interested in Spinner at first. For some reason I need her to have a hopeless crush on Dabi for a while while Spinner pines for her lmao. She’d be besties with Spinner, though, and would insist on cuddling with him and stuff which I think would drive him crazy (in a… good way? I think). Eventually she’ll realize that Dabi is an asshole and hates her (although I think she’d be able to sense it all along but just not care for a while) and that the high level of friendship she feels for Spinner has slowly turned into loving him. Idk why my aromantic ass comes up with these cheesy scenarios but yeah lol. Also she gives Toga and Magne Y2k makeovers and they have like girl nights sometimes. I imagine she’s so naive and friendly that the rest of the LOV have to specifically order her NOT to go up to their enemies all like “HI I’M CHLOE WHAT’S YOUR NAME?!?! :3” and she definitely said that exact line to every single one of them at some point while getting up in their face. Most of the LOV have likely never had someone willingly get so close to them (especially Spinner and Shigaraki omg though Shigaraki probably wants to turn her to dust while Spinner’s just a blushing mess)

Ok this post is already way too long so I’m gonna cut it off there bye lol

#oc #league of villains #original character #mha #bnha #mha oc #oc x canon #lov oc #chloe

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