#pretentious katie

[taylorthrift]

On being digitally trans

So, as someone who could not transition when they were younger because of the time and place: It wasn't even anything more than a punchline or the subject of gross out humor on TV until i was in my late 20s. -> I hid.

I hid online. the very moment there was an online. I was 13-and it became the place where i could be ME and not trapped in a body that was going through terrifying-traumatic changes.

Most of being a woman has been through this lens. That's meant pushing myself into male dominated spaces online to interact - or see what they were saying or wanted from a woman. Subjecting myself to that in exchange for any attention at all.

I'm 43 now and live in Montana. I'm still afraid of my body and now I'm afraid of my neighbors too. I don't feel proud or safe. Is this really Pride month?

#trans rights #trans rights are womens rights #pretentious katie #pride month #its pride month #karma

[k4tie75]

I am so unfathomably excited for the new pale waves album

#woahhhh what a big and pretentious word #but its the only word that fits #katie talks alot #pale waves

[katyobsesses]

Glee Anniversary Appreciation Week 2022 ↳ Day 5:  an edit/artwork focusing on colour (8/8)

Black and White Aesthetic Moodboard Artie Abrams

#gaaw22 #glee #glee aesthetic #glee moodboard #artie abrams #artie abrams aesthetic #artie abrams moodboard #katy creates #gleeedit #ah bi!artie my beloved #sorry not sorry i couldn't NOT alude to it #that boy is totally a little gay #but yeah B&W for film student Artie just felt like it fit #he's totally that annoying film student type who talks endlessly about art house films #he's pretentious you just know it #but passionate

[lunar-years]

Thinking about how All the Light We Cannot See completely devastated me emotionally in 2018 and I stayed up until like 2 a.m. sobbing my eyes out over the human condition or whatever. and then I immediately recommended it to my mother, who took like 3 years to read it after trying and failing to start it several times and then afterwards told me she thought it was “just okay” and “kind of a drag” lololol

#that was the last time I recommended a book to my mom lmao #it’s tough being the only girlie in my family who appreciates the real literature 🫡🫡🫡 #(just kidding but also not. I had to buy coll*en h*over books for my sis in law for Christmas like it’s bad out here) #(‘you’re being pretentious Katie’ it’s okay it’s my right as a woman with an English degree god bless!) #ktp #all the light we cannot see

[sudurisms]

okay okay im watching it but also i cannot stop laughing at my Boys...the euphoria of having inquisitorius content after literally being starved...i am losing it

#katie watches kenobi #these pretentious ass dramatic bitches...

[icezansky]

me, bashing myself over the head when i start to feel bad about fan service-y writing: it's literally fanfiction! that's the whole fucking point!!!

#i'm just writing a SUPER indulgent chapter that was not what i set out to write at all #but i think i'm enjoying it and keeping it not too far ooc and i know that my readers (ugh so pretentious) will like it ! so ! #katie text

[callsign-magnolia]

Undiagnosed // Ch. 4

Mature Content 18+

Jake Seresin x Neurodivergent OC

Summary: Katie Blair grew up trying to be the perfect daughter. She always struggled to be the prim and proper little girl her parents wanted. Big personality as a kid, but now at 25, she's the shy admiral's daughter who just keeps her head down and tries to get through law school. So what happens when she's had enough and with help from a certain Lieutenant, she gets out.

Warnings: This chapter contains mentions of attempted sexual assault. Very vague and nothing graphic, but please take care of yourself before reading. It's very short and easy to skip over. Emotional abuse, trauma response, asshole parents.

Word Count: 6.8k

Chapter 3 | Masterlist

The following Monday, I was sitting in the empty classroom on base. Class was awful today. I’m so sick of pretentious law students who are only there on daddy’s money. They’re all rude and hateful and for some ungodly reason I am their target for their cruel words and jokes. So, I’m sat here, eyes glued to the board in front of me as thoughts raced through my head. I should be studying for my exam tomorrow. I have only studied five of the ten chapters and the stress was palpable. I needed to study but I couldn’t even bring myself to look down at my textbook. “You okay?” I jumped at the voice, slinging my phone off the desk and looking down at my textbook. “Calm down. It’s just me.” I turned to see Lieutenant Seresin pushing himself off the doorframe, walking closer. I huffed, standing from my seat and closing my textbook. “Woah, hey. Don’t leave.” He came over, slamming his hand on the textbook. I sighed, staring down at his large hand on the textbook. “Please take your hand off my book.” I said, meeting his gaze. His green eyes stared into my own, holding my stare.

“Lieutenant. I would like to leave, and I can’t do that until you remove your hand from my textbook.” We continued to hold eye contact before finally, he removed his hand from my textbook. “Thank you.” I said before placing the book in my bag and hiking it up onto my shoulder. “Can we talk?” I shook my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Lieutenant.” He huffed, hands slapping his thighs as he dropped them. “What do I have to do to get you to forgive me?” I huffed, turning back to him. “it’s not a matter of forgiveness, Lieutenant.” “You can call me Jake if you want.” He flashed me a smile, but I kept a straight face. “Lieutenant. You were rude to me. I put up with enough rude people in my life and I don’t need to add anymore. "I said I was sorry." He said as I headed for the door. "Lieutenant. Have you ever considered that I didn't want to hear an apology? That maybe all I wanted was to be left alone?" His mouth hung open, as if he was searching for the right words. "You didn't. You decided to pull me into a room alone with you, which I really did not want. Then you had me pinned to a filing cabinet and I felt cornered. Maybe next time you want to apologize to someone, don't force them to listen to you. I'm forced to do enough in my life." I said before finally exiting the room, a weight lifting off my shoulders.

Over the course of the next few weeks, Lieutenant Seresin tried to talk to me. I started drifting around base attempting to hide from him, but he just kept finding me. “Katie!” I laid my head on the table, I was so tired of dealing with him. “I think I liked you better when you were an ass.” I said as he sat across from me. He had a wide grin on his face, propping his chin in his hand as he watched me work. “What are you working on?” I huffed, continuing my work. “Just cleaning up my notes for my Bioethics class.” He hummed, leaning closer and looking at my notes. “So… do you like law?” I kept my mouth shut, not knowing how to answer. “Oh, come on, Katie. It was a simple question.” I sighed, leaning back in my chair. My knee bounced, not able to sit still. “I hate it.” It was a whisper, but it felt like a scream in the still room. “Then why do it?” He asked, shrugging nonchalantly. “Money.” He raised a brow at me and chuckled. “Okay. If it wasn’t for the money, what would you be doing?” He asked and I shrugged. “Nursing has always sparked my interest.” He nodded. “I guess I can see the reason for money. Nurses aren’t always paid the best.” I nodded, a small smile forming on my face. “Yeah, they really aren’t. Not for all the work they do at least.”

“So why aren't you doing it?” I furrowed my brows at his question, a little lost in my own answer. “My parents don’t want me to.” His brows shot up in surprise, as if he wasn’t expecting that to be my answer. “Do you always listen to your parents?” I nodded as I jotted down a few notes. “Isn’t that kind of the point? As kids we’re taught that our parents know what’s best for us.” My phone buzzed and I picked it up, seeing a notification that Natasha had made an instagram post. I opened the app, liking the picture before I started scrolling. “Your parent’s don’t always know what’s best for you.” He said, catching my attention. I looked up at him, furrowing my brows. “I’m sorry. What were we talking about?” Looking at my phone, our entire conversation flew out of my head and for the life of me I couldn’t remember what I said that led to this conversation. He just scoffed, looking at me incredulously. “Have you ever made a decision for yourself?” I was taken aback by his question. Does he think I’m incapable of making a decision? “Of course I have!”

“When was the last time you decided something for yourself?” I thought back on it, realizing that other than what I wear on a day to day basis, I haven’t decided much for myself. My face burned at the realization and sadly, that made him aware. “See. You’re a grown woman who can’t even do what she wants in life because you allow them to control you.” I glared at him, more angry that I realized he was right than him pointing it out. “You don’t have to look at me like that for me to know I’m right.” I was gripping my pen so hard I felt like I would break it. “Can we not talk about my parents? Better yet, let’s not talk at all.” He just chuckled, leaning back in his seat again as I went back to my notes. We spent the rest of the day in silence, and if you disregard our earlier conversation, it was nice. At home that night I was studying for an upcoming test, when my mom came into my room. “You need to get down here and fold this laundry.” It took me a second to realize she meant hers and my fathers. Mine was done this past weekend. I took a deep breath, turning to face her. “I can’t. I need to study.” I said before turning back to my text book. I grabbed my pencil as my heart beat in my ears, adrenaline flooding my body. “AH!” I screamed as my mother grabbed my hair, yanking my head back for me to look at her. “What did you say to me?” There was venom in her voice and she kept pulling as my head bent over the back of my desk chair.

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it! I’m sorry!” I yelled out, grabbing her wrist in hopes she’d let go of my hair. “Not until you tell me what you said.” “I said I couldn’t because I need to study.” I cried. She yanked my hair again, flipping my chair onto it’s back and sending me to the floor. “Let me remind you that I do everything for you and I have your entire life. I have fed you, I have clothed you and I have made sure you’ve always had a roof over your head. I will not tolerate this level of disrespect.” She spat the words in my face as she got down on my eyes level. “I can kick you to the curb at any second and you will have nowhere to go. You are nothing without me. You wouldn’t be any kind of lady without me and you wouldn’t have the life you have without me. Now, show a little gratitude and fold the laundry downstairs.” Her tone was menacing as her face got near mine. “Yes, ma’am.” I squeaked, managing to stand up. “Now get!” I rushed from my room, going down the stairs so fast I thought it might trip before I grabbed the laundry from the laundry room. I took it into the living room, immediately getting to work on folding my parents clothes.

The next day Lieutenant Seresin didn’t come find me, and honestly, I missed it a little. He would irritate me when he would talk, but just having a presence there, knowing I wasn’t alone was nice. So I sat in silence, managing to get a good amount of work done for once. Once it was time for dad and I to leave, I walked down to his office, waiting for him outside the door. As I waited, I scrolled through my phone but was interrupted by a tall presence next to me. “Hi.” The man said as I looked up at him. “Um, hi.” I responded, not knowing what else to say. “I’m Lieutenant Commander Blake Richardson.” I nodded. “Katie Blair.” He smiled at me, leaning on the wall next to me. “Oh, I know who you are.” I furrowed my brows in confusion. “I um, I’ve seen you around. I’ve been working up the courage to talk to you.” Something was off with this guy, I could feel it in my gut. He seemed like a really confident guy, not someone who would be nervous to talk to women. “I actually wanted to ask if you would go on a date with me?” I was shocked. I’ve been on dates before but they were usually men my parents set me up with, like Coop. But I didn’t feel right about this guy. “Oh, thank you but I’m not-” “She’ll go.” I jumped hearing my fathers voice behind me. “Okay, I’ll pick you up Thursday at seven.” He said before walking away. My shoulders fell in dejection, realizing I had no say. “You’d be stupid to turn him down. He’s climbing the ranks quickly, has the potential to be Fleet Commander one day.” Dad said as he laid a hand on my shoulder.

I dreaded Thursday all week, and I was tempted to fake being sick to get out of it. But even if I was actually sick I’d still be forced to go. My mother was ecstatic, talking about how this could be the man I’d marry. Sometimes I can’t tell if they want me to get a law degree or an MRS degree. I slipped on a tiffany blue dress, with nude heels and sighed as I grabbed my purse. I did not want to do this, but it was better to get it over with than put it off. As soon as he arrived, my mother swung the door open as I came downstairs. “Lieutenant Commander, so nice to meet you.” Her voice was sickly sweet as she held her hand for him to shake. Once I hit the last step I noticed he wore his tans and I couldn’t help but scrunch my nose up at it. “Well, you two have fun. Not too much fun though.” I went to step past mom but she grabbed my arm, digging her nails in as she did it. “Do not mess this up.” She hissed in my ear and I nodded, following Blake out to his truck. It was an older model ford, but it looked nice. He immediately got in on the driver’s side and as I opened the passenger side door, a flood of water bottles fell out. I huffed, pulling myself in, almost losing a heel in the process. We drove in silence to the little Italian restaurant, and I wish he had kept his mouth shut through dinner as well. The only thing he spoke about was himself and his job.

By the end of the night, I knew more about this man than I truly cared too. We got back into the truck and I listened to him go on more as we drove. Not once did he ask about me or even show any interest in me. It’s like he asked me on a date just to have someone to gloat to. I stared out the window, showing my boredom as he pulled over just at the end of my street behind a set of bushes. “What are you doing?” I asked, turning to face him. He smiled at me, slinging his arm along the back of the bench seat and playing with my hair. “Just figured we could have a minute alone.” He said as he slid closer to me. “Well I’d appreciate it if you took me home.” He chuckled, his face closing in on mine. “Oh come on, haven’t you had fun?” I shook my head. “No. I haven’t said a word all night, in fact, this is the first time I’ve said anything all night.” He rolled his eyes, scoffing. “I know how to make this fun.” I raised a brow but slapped his arm when he stuck his hand under my dress. “What the fuck?!” I yelled, backing myself into the door. “God, Coop said you could be difficult.” My heart dropped and before I could open the truck door, he grabbed my leg, dragging me closer to him and pushing me down in the seat. I screamed, managing to grab the door handle and push it open, but he leaned over me, pulling it closed.

He managed to push my dress up and in my panic I brought my knee up, hitting him in the crotch. He yelled out, gasping for breath and I used the opportunity to rear my fist back, connecting with his nose. Immediately blood dripped onto my chest and I dragged myself from under him. He gripped the neckline of my dress, ripping it as I yanked myself away. I grabbed my bag, running up the sidewalk to my house. “YOU BITCH!” My pulse was thrumming through my ears and I knew I wouldn’t get anywhere with my shoes, so I kicked them off, grabbing them in my hands and sprinting. I was almost to my driveway when Blake’s truck swerved in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. He got out, rounding the truck and stomping towards me, blood dripping from his nose to the ground. It felt like my body was buzzing as I stood there, purse on my shoulder, heels in one hand while the other held a part of my dress up. I didn’t know what to do, so I did what my first reaction was. I screamed as loud as I could, the distressing noise ripping through the air around us and within seconds the porch light of my house came on, and so did the one on my neighbors porch, which I was standing in front of. “What the hell is going on?” I froze hearing my mother’s voice. She sounded angry and for a split second, I debated on taking my chances with Blake.

She stormed over with my father behind her, just as our neighbor, Cindy, came out. “Meredith? What’s going on?” She asked my mother. As she got closer she gasped, seeing the state I was in. “Oh dear, what happened?” She asked, carefully taking my heels from me so I could use both hands to hold up my dress. “What did you do to her?!” She turned to Blake, yelling at him. Tears spilled down my cheeks at her defending me. “Oh, Cindy. I’m sure it’s just a big misunderstanding.” Mom said coming over, shushing me and taking me into her arms. I tensed up, not used to her touching me like this. “What happened?” My father asked Blake and he glared at me. “She kneed me in the balls and then punched me in the nose.” He spat and my father glared at me. “Well you obviously deserved it. Look at the state she’s in!” Cindy yelled. “Come on, sweetie. Let’s get you inside.” Mom pulled and for a second I didn’t budge, but I finally did when she pulled a little harder. I looked back seeing Cindy was red in the face with rage. “I’m calling the cops! He should be arrested for what he did to her!” She yelled out. Just as we got inside, I heard her yell one last time. “Richard! Are you not going to do anything about this?” She yelled at my dad. Before mom could scold me I rushed away, up to my room and slammed the door shut.

When I was finally alone, everything hit me. My chest was heaving and I couldn’t breathe, sliding down my bedroom door as I sobbed. Where the hell did I go wrong? My parents hate me so much that they would cover for a man that attempted to hurt me. I looked down seeing my torn and bloody dress and felt disgusting. I stood, about to yank it off when I stopped and grabbed my phone. I decided to take pictures, that way if he ever says anything, I have proof. I managed to take pictures and then I yanked off the dress, letting it fall to the floor. I got into my dresser, pulling out a large t-shirt and slipping it on. Once I finally stopped, all the emotions set in and I stood in the middle of my bedroom, shaking as I held myself. But that all stopped when I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew what was coming and prepared myself. What I didn’t expect was my door to fly open and one of my heels flew across the room, narrowly missing my head as it crashed into the wall, leaving a hole. “What the hell did you do?” My dad asked, my mother standing behind him, a scowl on her face. “I didn’t do anything. I sat there and I let him go on about himself, I didn’t put a toe out of line. But then he decided he wanted sex from me and I said no, clearly he doesn’t understand what that word means.”

“Do you have any idea how this makes us look?” My dad asked and I felt like my head was going to explode. “I WAS ALMOST RAPED AND YOU’RE ONLY CONCERNED WITH OUR IMAGE?!” I screamed. I could see the anger in his eyes but my mom stepped past him, walking till she was a foot away. “Katie. Sometimes giving people what they want makes life a lot easier.” My jaw hit the floor at her words, my mind reeling and not comprehending. “So you wanted me to just lay there and let him do whatever he wanted with me?” She didn’t say anything but I knew the answer. “You know, they say kids who grew up in abusive households are more likely to be in abusive relationships as adults.” She crossed her arms over her chest, glaring up at me. “You wouldn’t know abuse if it hit you in the face.” I took a step closer, towering over her five foot frame with my own, glaring at her. “You mean like you do?” At my words her hand shot out and smacked me in the face. In all reality, I should’ve seen it coming but I didn’t move from my spot, just facing her and staring into her dull gray eyes. “I’m leaving.” I said before turning around and grabbing my purse. I turned back to find my father blocking the doorway with his large figure. “Move.” I said and he scoffed. “You don’t scare me. Where do you think you’re gonna go? Your car belongs to us, if you take it we’ll report it stole and you’ll do jail time. You have no friends and nowhere to go.” I opened my mouth to retort but my mother stepped into the room and he slammed the door shut behind him as he walked out.

My heart was pounding in my ears, I was just so brave, but now that I’m alone with her, that bravery might as well have dove out the window. “Sit down.” Her tone was soft, something I rarely remember her being. I stared at her for a moment before sitting down on the bed and she sat next to me. I jumped as she grabbed my hand, holding it in both of hers as she took a deep breath. “Do you know why we’re so hard on you? It’s because we love you.” I opened my mouth but she held her hand up. “Let me finish. Your father and I both grew up with nothing, and with your father’s career, we would be able to give you everything we never had. We’re hard on you because we want you to be successful, so you can have the things you want in life. But dammit Katie if you don’t make it hard. We know what’s best for you and you just keep pulling away.” She brushed some hair behind my ear, sighing. “You can be so hard to love, Katie.” Tears sprung to my eyes at her words. “We want you to have a good career and marry someone who has your best interest at heart like we do. You never made it easy on us. Do you remember all the problems you had throughout school?” I immediately nodded. Getting good grades was hard enough but I was very impulsive, and I still can be. I was also a very hyper child, and could be very unruly at times. “We do what we do so you can be a successful adult and look, as you’ve gotten older, you’ve gotten better. But you’re still not the woman you should be. That’s why we continue to be hard on you. Without us, you would probably be living on the streets somewhere with no food or money.”

She wiped the tears from my eyes, startling me. “We do it because if we didn’t, no one could ever love you Katie.” I nodded, looking at her. “Mom, I’m so sorry for being an awful daughter.” She smiled at me softly. “You’ll get better with time.” I nodded, leaning in for a hug that I thought she may give me when she stood up, walking towards the door. “Why don’t you do a little studying before you go to bed? You know, calm down a little. You were pretty hysterical.” All I could do was nod as she walked out and closed the door behind her. I did as she said, studying a little before crawling into my warm bed. I looked around my room, realizing she was right. Without them I wouldn’t have a warm place to sleep, I wouldn’t have all the nice clothes I have, and I probably wouldn’t have my fish, two of which were looking at me, making me realize that in the chaos I forgot to feed them. I got up, dumping a little food in before crawling back in bed, laying on my side to watch them. My eyes locked on Georgie and my eyes followed him all over the tank, never breaking from him. I don’t know how long I stared at him but I knew I hadn’t blinked in a while. I knew I should but that would break my concentration and I was relaxed watching him swim around the tank. It didn’t matter because within minutes my eyes fluttered closed and my breathing evened out.

The next morning my parents didn’t speak to me much but they did smile at me, so I know they’re not mad. I was about to walk out the door for class when there was a knock on it. I swung the door open, caught off guard by two police officers. “How can I help you?” I asked and they looked around. “We got a call about a disturbance last night. Are you Miss Blair?” I nodded. “I am.” They looked at each other, then back to me. “Could you tell us what happened last night?” I swallowed, hard. “My boyfriend and I got into it. I was so frustrated I screamed. It’s no big deal.” They nodded again. “Has he ever hurt you physically in any way? We were told he had blood on his face.” I shook my head quickly. “No. It was dark and she must've been seeing things. We resolved it and everyone went home.” They nodded, looking at me suspiciously “We were also told your parents were there. Are they here now?” I nodded as he pulled something out of his pocket. When he handed me a business card. “If you ever feel like you’re in danger and are too scared to call 911, this is my direct line. You can get help.” My heart thudded in my chest as I stared down at the card. “Thank you officer. I’ll keep that in mind.” They told me to have a good day before leaving. I closed the door, startled to find my mom behind it. “Everything okay?” I nodded, grabbing my bag and pulling my keys from the front pocket, dropping the business card in there. “Just some officers asking about last night.” She hummed as I pulled my bag onto my shoulder. She nodded, placing her hand on my shoulder. “Have a good day in class.”

I was stunned. That was the first time I had ever heard those words come out of her mouth. I felt like I had stepped into the Twilight Zone. I had no idea who this woman was, but she wasn’t my mother. I decided not to dwell on it, opting to take whatever kindness she was willing to give me, not knowing if she would give it to me when I got home tonight. I actually had a good day in class and all around. Maybe mom was right, they know what’s best for me and if I just listen, my days could be easier. When I walked into my dads office he gave me a small smile. “How was your day?” I asked and he just sighed. “Long. We’ll probably be here late tonight.” I nodded, leaving him and opting to go back to the rec room, try and go back to my old routine. I walked in, seeing Bradley and Natasha sitting at the table. “Hi!” I greeted happily as I sat next to Bradley. “Hey, where’ve you been?” He asked as he looked down at me. “I was sitting elsewhere to try and avoid Coop and Lieutenant Seresin. But Lieutenant Seresin finds me anyway so there’s no point in hiding.” I chuckled as I pulled out all my stuff.

“So you weren’t avoiding us?” I shook my head. “Y’all are great and I really like being around you. But with my parents, sometimes space is best.” They nodded in understanding and I got to work as we all caught up. But that all came to a screeching halt when I heard a familiar voice. “There you are Kate. I’ve missed you.” I felt his fingers in my hair and I immediately turned, smacking his hand away. “Don’t fucking touch me.” I snapped, standing from my seat. “Ooh, still feisty from last night I see.” Coop said just as Blake came into the room, a bandage on his nose and bruises around his eye. “What are you talking about?” My heart thudded in my chest, my stomach twisting in knots. Surely he didn’t go around telling people. Someone would call the cops, and he certainly isn’t gonna say he got his nose broken by a girl. “Last night. You know, all the fun we had in my truck.” Blake said, winking at me. “We didn’t sleep together.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest as I glared at him. “Poor Katie. You were pretty dumb under me last night.” He reached out to touch my cheek and I smacked his hand away. “Damn, I knew I hit you hard, but I must’ve knocked your brain loose when I broke your nose.” He glared at me, a look that if possible, would’ve had me six feet under.

“No I asked you to do that, remember?” I furrowed my brows, giving him a ‘what the fuck’ look. “Oh, did you not know Blake was a hardcore masochist?” Coop asked. “I don’t give a fuck what he is. All I know is he attempted to sleep with me and I told him no.” I could feel Bradley and Natasha’s eyes on me, causing sweat to form on the back of my neck from nerves. “That’s not what I heard.” I stood up straight, glaring at Coop and Blake. “I heard you two went for hours in his truck, all kinds of positions and some wild kinks. I always knew you were a freak.” His face was inches from mine and I glared into his eyes. “That’s not true, and you have three seconds to back the hell up and get out of my face.” I said, practically spitting in his face. “Ooh, what are you gonna do? Break my nose too?” Bradley stood up, placing his hand on Coop’s chest, pushing him back. “I think you need to go.” He laughed at Bradley just as Lieutenant Seresin came in. “You’re really gonna defend her? I knew you liked her Bradshaw, but what? Do you wanna fuck her too? Go ahead, I’m sure she’d spread her legs on that table for you right now!” I gasped as Bradley’s hand shot out, grabbing Coop by the neck. Coop was about an inch taller than me without shoes, so he’s very short compared to Bradley. Blake lunged for him and Lieutenant Seresin grabbed him, slamming him into the wall. Immediately a fight broke out and I had no idea who to stop until Natasha grabbed Bradley’s arm and I went for Lieutenant Seresin. Everything felt like it lasted hours, but in reality it was a matter of seconds before a loud voice stopped us. I stood straight, slamming my back against the wall next to Blake, keeping my eyes on the floor.

“What the hell is going on here?” I looked up, shocked to see Maverick. “Start talking.” Coop and Blake looked at each other, nodding. “I was just talking to Katie here and Bradshaw seemed to be a little possessive. He attacked me out of nowhere.” Coop said. “Oh bullshit!” Three voices called out, startling me. “You came in here, spreading a pathetic rumor about Katie, and you’re just mad that someone besides her stood up to you.” Natasha fired off, stepping closer to Blake. “I bet she told you no, and you tried to have your way with her anyway.” Blake immediately lunged for her but was stopped when Lieutenant Seresin grabbed him, slamming his back into the wall. “Is it true?” The look on his face was dark, scary looking as he stared into Blake’s face. “Did you, or did you not try to hurt her?” Blake started to panic and nodded as Jake let him go, sliding down the wall. “Get up. You pathetic piece of shit.” He said, kicking Blake’s leg. “Hangman.” Maverick said, and he backed off. “Everyone needs to leave. Now.” They all nodded, standing and walking out the door. I went to follow but Maverick stopped me, motioning me to have a seat. I've never talked to Maverick, at least alone. It made me nervous and my whole body shook as I sat in the chair, my eyes staying on my shoes. He grabbed the chair next to me, pulling it out and sitting in it backwards as he crossed his Arma over the top.

"What's going on lately? Coop seems hell bent on making you miserable. Do you know why?" I shook my head. "We went on a date a year ago and it didn't end well. Mainly with him insulting me. Neither of us contacted each other again and he was deployed. But then he came back for that mission and he's been a thorn in my side ever since." He nodded. "I've heard what he's been saying. Is it true?" I immediately shook my head. "No! Captain Mitchell, you have to believe me. I would never do that with anyone here on base. Especially people under my father." I was talking so fast he held his hands out. "I believe you. Truthfully I've never believed a word out of his mouth. I just want to cover my bases and get both sides." I nodded, taking a deep breath. "But was Phoenix right? About Richardson last night?" I bit my lip, pulling on my thumbs. I want to say yes, but I know that no matter what I say it will come back on me. "Katie. We can't help you if we don't know what's going on." I fought back the tears, looking into his eyes. "No. I willingly slept with him last night. I just didn't expect it to get around base and I was embarrassed. That's why I denied it all."

He stared at me before his shoulders fell. "You're lying." It was like my heart stopped in my chest, and I felt like I could die right there. "Why would you lie to cover him?" I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, letting them flow freely down my cheeks. "Because it was my fault." The room stilled and I couldn’t look him in the eye now. "I don't know if it was because I gave him the wrong signals, or maybe it was the way I was dressed. But I know it was my fault." I jumped as the chair screeched across the floor and Captain Mitchell firmly gripped my shoulders. "That is not your fault. You didn't make him do that, he chose to do it himself. Now tell me. Did he hurt you?" I looked up at him in fear and shook my head. "No. I got him off me when I broke his nose and he ripped my dress but he didn't do anything to me." "But he tried?" I nodded and he stood up straight. "I'll make sure Admiral Simpson knows about this, and they'll be dealt with accordingly. Does your father know?" I jumped up, shaking my head.

"No! You can't do anything, if my dad finds out-" "He'll be livid and he'll lose his position as Lieutenant Commander. He may even be dishonorably discharged." I shook my head, holding onto his arm. "Captain. My parents both heard me scream last night when I was running from him, and they came outside and saw the state I was in, all while Blake was standing there." He stared at me, brows furrowed. "Are you telling me that Commander Blair just let him walk away after what he did to you?" I couldn't deny it now, so I nodded. "He was too concerned about our image. Captain, no matter how this goes, to him it's my fault and I'll suffer the repercussions from it. So please, don't say anything." I could tell he was having an internal battle with himself and finally after a few minutes of thinking he agreed. It was like a weight was lifted off my chest and I could breathe. "But I'm making their lives miserable in training." I nodded, glad that even if they didn't get official punishment, he would make their lives hell here. "Thank you." He made his way towards the door, but stopped short of pulling it open. "Katie." I looked up at him as he stood there. "If you were my daughter, no one would be able to find him after I was done with him." I gave him a soft smile, appreciating the sentiment. "Thank you, Captain." With that he left the room, leaving me alone.

I sat back in my chair, staring at my textbooks just wondering how I could bring myself to study after all that. But I sat up anyway, pouring myself into my work. But it was no use, my mind kept drifting off to my father finding out. Visualizing all the ways he could react. I was startled out of my thoughts by a hand touching mine. "It's just me." Natasha said, calming me down. "You okay? You've been staring at the wall since I sat down. Which was like five minutes ago. " I quickly nodded. "I'm fine." She shook her head. "No you're not. Katie, when are you gonna let us help you?" I huffed, giving her a small smile. "I appreciate the offer Natasha. But I need to do this myself." She grinned at me widely. "What?" She pointed at me, smiling. "You didn't say you didn't need help. I'm getting through to you." She sing songed making me laugh lightly. "But really, after all that," She said, pointing to the spot where we were all standing earlier. "Rooster and Hangman had to take a walk. They are so mad, I'm surprised steam didn't pour out of their ears." The picture in my head made me laugh. "If you ever need us, we're here Katie." I smiled at her. "Wanna stay wtlith me while I study?" She nodded and we sat there.

Eventually Rooster joined us, and they both helped me study for an upcoming exam, which made me feel a lot more confident about it. Soon it was time for them to leave and eventually my father text me, telling me we were leaving. I stood from my seat, packing everything in my bag, and knocking my notebook in the floor in the process. Before I could even bend down to grab it, someone else did. "Here." I took it from Lieutenant Seresin, putting it back in my bag. "Thank you." I said and he bit his lip, eyes drifting to his shoes before he looked up at me, hands in his pockets. "I'm sorry." I raised a brow in confusion. "I never actually apologized when I pulled you on that closet. I didn't know Coop was going around saying that, and if I had, I would've put a stop to it." I nodded, hands clutching my bag as I looked at him. Dark jeans, an orange Longhorns shirt, and boots. It was odd to see him out of uniform, but he looked good. "Thank you. I appreciate the apology."

"That was actually why I came in here earlier. I heard what Richardson had been saying and I wanted to let you know." I gave him a small smile. "I really really appreciate that." He smiled at me. "Seemed I was a little late though." I shook my head. "I think you were right on time. Everything could've been a lot worse if you hadn't shown up when you did." He chuckled, nodding. "Um, look. I know you have Rooster and Phoenix’s number. But here's mine, ya know, just in case you need someone else." His accent was thick as he held out a folded up piece of paper to me. I took it from him, seeing he did in fact put his number down with his name messing scrawled under it. "Thank you, Lieutenant. If you'll excuse me, I have to go. Can't be late meeting my dad outside his office." He nodded as I turned, walking away. "Hey Katie?" I stopped in the doorway, looking at him. "You can call me Jake." I laughed to myself, smiling at him. "Have a good night, Jake." He flashed me a million dollar smile as I walked down the hallway.

That night after studying and my shower I laid in bed, scrolling through instagram when I came across a picture of Natasha and Jake. I immediately remembered I had his number and I got up, pulling it from my bag before I crawled back in bed. I plugged the number into my phone, debating on texting him. He had a girlfriend and she already saw us leaving a room together and got the wrong idea. But something told me to text him.

Thank you for today. I don't think you understand how much I appreciate you coming to tell me what was going on. Guess you're not so bad after all.

I set my phone down, rolling onto my side, attempting to fall asleep. I didn't expect a reply tonight, so I was surprised when my phone buzzed.

Any time, and I'm glad you think I'm not that bad. I feel like I gotta redeem myself with you in some way.

I just smiled, setting my phone down again. He's really been trying to get me to change my perspective of him. Maybe for once I should listen to myself and not my parents.

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[hypnoneghoul]

Christmas Ghouls 4/10

WC: 1035

Relationship: Dewdrop & Aether

Tags: Fluff, gift giving

Notes: For Katie @respite-ghoul <3

Read under the cut or on AO3.

Dewdrop sighed, stretching out as he was slowly waking up. It was pleasantly warm all around, something he didn’t have a chance to feel that often with his element causing him to always be hot. He snuggled further into that nice warmth, tightening his arms where they were wrapped around Aether with a purr, rubbing his cheek all over his mate’s chest.

The quintessence ghoul grumbled quietly and squirmed a bit himself, waking up, as he lovingly crashed Dewdrop’s small body to his much bigger frame. “Mmm… g’mornin’, firefly.”

“Mornin’,” Dewdrop mumbled into Aether’s skin, muffled by his pecs.

“Merry Christmas,” he added, making the fire ghoul groan.

“You know I hate it,” Dewdrop admitted. Again.

“I know,” Aether chuckled and leaned down to place a little kiss between his mate’s ivory horns, “but you know I love it, and guess what?”

“What?”

“I also love you, and Christmas is about spending time with your loved ones.” The bigger ghoul stretched and sat up against the headboard of their bed, scoffing at Dewdrop’s pretentious eye roll.

“You could at least call it Yule or something,” he purred, nosing at Aether’s belly now that he’d shifted, “we're literally demons from hell serving the Devil.”

“It’s cute.” The fire ghoul was opening his mouth to argue again, but before he could– “And there’s presents.”

Dewdrop perked up at that. He wasn’t greedy, but little gifts and trinkets from his mates were important and cherished by him as tokens of their love for him. Something he still couldn’t believe sometimes.

“You got me something?” his eyes lit up.

“Of course I did,” Aether smiled kindly. He tangled his fingers in Dewdrop’s golden hair, cupping the back of his head as he brought the ghoul to rest his head on his thigh. He pulled a loud purr from him when he started scratching lightly at his scalp. “Like every damn year since we got summoned.”

“You didn–”

“I didn’t have to, yeah, I know,” Aether cut him off. “You telling me that is also something that happens every damn year since we got summoned. And yet you always get me something too.”

“Got me there,” Dewdrop sighed, thankful that he was facing away from Aether at the moment. He couldn’t see his blush that way, but they knew each other too well for that. Aether could picture it perfectly in his mind.

“Come on, everyone knows you're a softie. Don’t gotta hide. Especially not from me.”

“Mhm…” the fire ghoul hummed and silence fell, interrupted only by his gentle purring. They didn’t have to get up yet, or at all, and it was a nice morning, perfect to spend lounging in bed. Aether seemed to agree, continuing to absentmindedly run his fingers through Dewdrop’s hair and give him scritches now and then.

It’s been either five minutes or five hours before someone spoke or moved again.

“Gotta let me up, firefly, I need to piss,” Aether laughed when his movement caused Dewdrop to whine and grumble. “I’ll be back in a second.”

Extremely reluctant, but he let him go. The fire ghoul sprawled himself out in the, now empty, nest like a starfish, waiting for Aether to disappear in the bathroom. Once he did and the door has been shut, Dewdrop jumped up, running to dig through his stuff for the hidden gift he had prepared for Aether. He dug out the little red box and threw himself back onto the bed to settle and act unbothered before Aether would come back out.

A little ball of anxiety settled in Dewdrop’s chest as he waited, like every time he was to gift someone something. There was always so many doubts, was it stupid, would they like it, was it enough, would it–

“Ah, you are a softie, I knew you had something for me, too,” Aether beamed, a big smile splitting his face, fangs on full display. He crawled back into their nest and settled on his knees before Dewdrop.

“Shut up already,” he spat, but he smiled himself, trying his best to hide behind a curtain of hair. It was incredible that something like gift giving still made Dewdrop shy.

At last, the fire ghoul extended a hand with the little box. Aether took it and gently opened it, unwrapping the mysterious item from a thin paper. Once it was out and laid out on his palm his grin only grew.

“One of your bracelets snapped recently,” Dewdrop started explaining, “and I wanted to get you a new one because I know how much you love them, but it’d be pretty boring, so… so I melted my necklace and made it into that.”

Aether froze.

“You… you what?” Did Dewdrop really melt his beloved inverted pentagram to turn it into a simple bracelet for Aether?

“Yeah,” he confirmed simply, shrugging. “I wanted you to have something that was like… like a part of me.”

“Oh, firefly,” Aether sighed, cupping Dewdrop’s cheek and pulling him in for a deep kiss. They got lost in it for a moment, before the bigger ghoul pulled away, just enough to speak, to mumble into his mate’s lips. “We’re such a disgustingly perfect couple, you know that?”

“What do you mean?”

Aether giggled and moved back, diving under the bed to dig out a small bag. He all but shoved it into Dewdrop’s hands, barely containing himself from bursting into laughter. The fire ghoul was a bit confused, but peaked into the bag.

When he made out what was inside, he was the one to start laughing.

“No fucking way,” he giggled, putting the bag aside to face plant into Aether’s chest.

“Yeah. Come on, get it out,” Aether encouraged, patting his head.

Dewdrop took it out, running the silver chain between his fingers. “You’re impossible.”

“I melted it with my magic,” the quintessence ghoul confirmed Dewdrop’s suspicion. He could feel him in the necklace. “If it works alright you should always feel me with you.”

“Great, now you’re gonna be even more annoying,” Dewdrop deadpanned but Aether could see the glistening in his eyes. He shook his head and heaved out a sigh, “Merry Christmas, Aeth.”

“I love you, too, firefly.”

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #dewther

[unfortunatesal]

The Teal Mask DLC for Pokemon Scarlet & Violet fucking rules

So, I haven't mentioned this here, but I genuinely do like Pokemon Scarlet & Violet. It's... deeply flawed for sure. The game is a buggy mess, the level scaling (or lack thereof) is atrocious, the way random encounters are handled fucking sucks with you running into shit constantly and it's just. not very challenging.

But it has a huge, huge plus that to me, makes up for all of that, and it's one that I'm strongly biased towards. Though... it's technically two: the plot, and the characters.

Now, Pokemon has never been bad at character design, really. The characters are always endearing and cool and whatnot. But besides some exceptions like N and Bianca, they're never all that interesting, at least to me. They're not much more than pleasant. But Scarlet & Violet has *great* characters, it's by far its strongest suit. The gym leaders aren't anything deep, but they do have such distinct and memorable personalities that they just... stick with you. Maybe it's recency bias, but I could tell you that Katy is a sweet old lady, Brassuis is a massive theatre kid, Iono is an energetic vtuber, Kofu is a goofy uncle, Larry is a depressed businessman, Ryme is... I guess a rapper, honestly Ryme isn't that interesting imo, Tulip has extremely bad vibes and I do not want to be near her, and Grusha is a jaded cynical twink with PTSD. These are all great!

And those are characters from the "bad" storyline, the one with little to no narrative merit! The Team Star storyline absolutely rules and is just, genuinely really good and the way it slowly unpacks an unflods the actual reality of what Team Star is and what happened with them is just, wonderful. I love the direction it goes in and the message it conveys. And the herba mystica storyline is! Okay! It's fine! People seem to love it but I just think it's kind of okay. I will say that Arven's storyline is general is great, but it only really reached that point when you get to Area Zero which is a whole other thing and is also just, great.

And the rivals, or rival-like characters, are fantastic. I especially love Nemona who is an austistic yandere icon (but only yandere in the Pokemon sense, where Pokemon battles are everything and are considered an almost intimate experience at times in Scarlet & Violet as a whole???)

Nemona is absolutely my favourite rival, or *was*, until the Teal Mask DLC came along and introduced two rivals that, ahem, rivaled her. Both are just massive, massive hits in my book, and... I want to talk about why, because they have been living rent-free in my head and the yare 2 of the 3 elements that make the Teal Mask DLC so great, the third being Ogerpon herself, which I will get to later.

OH BY THE WAY I WILL BE SPOILING THE TEAL MASK DLC SO IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN IT, DO NOT READ

So, the first notable rival is Carmine. And she definitely acts like a Pokemon rival in the classic, Gary / Silver, huge asshole kind of way. As soon as you meet her, she tells you to get the fuck out of her village and challenges you to a battle. She's kind of a dark Nemona in a sense, in that she takes the tsundere approach instead of the yandere approach. She totally doesn't love battling you or spending time with you or anything, obviously not! There is so much romantic tension between you and every single Scarlet & Violet rival and it fucking rules, especially since it manifests so differently for all 3 of them.

But... eventually, Carmen warms up to you, and you start getting along with her. She helps you out and becomes a reliable partner, and ends up having absolutely no qualms being friendly with you. The thing is, though... Carmen never stops being an asshole. She continues to be kind of a bitch throughout the entire story! She just becomes a bitch in a very endearing and likeable way, and directs that bitchiness in a productive, fun, and even helpful ways, and that's just wonderful. She's pretentious, quick to anger, looks down on everything and everyone, and I love her so fucking much

And then, there's Kieran, Carmen's litle brother and also my precious son. Kieran is kind of the opposite of Carmen. He doesn't seem like a rival at all. He's just a shy and nervous kid who clearly likes you a lot and wants to be friends and get along with you. Just a sweet little kid with anxiety! Extremely likeable, extremely endearing, you can't not love the kid

But then you learn he has a huge fixation with Ogerpon and other creatures that are demonized and treated as outcasts. Still endearing, but gives him a lot of depth! And, oh god, my boy has the BPD and he is absolutely FPing Ogerpon. He gets increasingly upset and incomfortable with you getting close to Ogerpon when he isn't able to, and starts sulking and running off, and man, I've been there. I know what it's like and I feel for Kieran so much.

This all comes to a head when you catch Ogerpon, and add her to your party, thus preventing Kieran from being close to the creature he loves and admires so much. After that, he starts to lose it, and becomes an extremely compelling rival who straddles the line between friend and antagonist. The cliffhanger ending suggests that he'll continue to spiral out of control for the next DLC and god, I am so here for it. I love his story arc so, so fucking much and I cannot wait to see what they do with it

And then, there's Ogerpon. Ogerpon is a precious little creature who was deeply wronged by the village, deomized and cast aside from the start. The mian antagonists of the arc, the Loyal 3, took advantage of her status as an outcast to kill her only friend and steal what was most precious to them, causing her to fight back, and be cast as the villain for centuries as a result. And. Fuck. I love Ogerpon so much. I love her story, I love the way it's resolved, I love how it ties into Kieran's character and the final fight against Ogerpon herself. I used to not know what to say when people told me what my favourite Pokemon is. Now, I know, and I'm so grateful fto the Teal Mask DLC for that.

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #teal mask #pokemon dlc #carmine #kieran #ogerpon

[taylorthrift]

Swiftie Pride gift for @swiftiepride

I wanted to go through the whole rainbow-and make something for everyone's identity but considering what happened for me at metlife-I'm a bit burned by it all. Still, there's a poem to go with these images. I wish we'd gotten to talk more @swiftiepride, but this is also for you: Like Dorothy and the rainbow, there's a dream that we share. To be seen and not shamed. To be loved and not judged. Wherever you are on your journey, following the road or out of the woods. There is a light waiting for you. A pride that shines like a beacon: welcoming you home.

#swiftiepride #swiftiepride gift exchange #pretentious katie #pride month #swiftieprideday #lgbtq #pride

[k4tie75]

I've just had a really "educated" conversation about music with one of my irls, we actually sounded like we knew what we were on about it was mental

#it was about synth pop specifically 80s synth pop and how its having a come back in mainstream music #fuck me i sound so pretentious #katie talks alot

[the-kr8tor]

KATY (am I worthy enough to call you katy? Or do I just say Oh Great and Wise Kr8tor since I only just got here) BUT I FOUND OUT THAT LARRY - AS IN HOBIE'S SURNAME- STANDS FOR LAURENCE AND I'M GOING TO DIE. HOBART. LAURENCE. BROWN. SUHH A FRICKING PRETENTIOUS ARISTOCRATIC NAME. HOWWWWW

~🌾

Angel, you can call me whatever you want, pookie? Cupcake? Princess? So yes you can definitely call me Katy ❤️❤️❤️

Noooo his name got so much worse! Such a posh name tho!

#ask answered #chatting with lovelies #🫶🫶🫶 #🌾 anon #ly

[orchideous-nox]

🕯️,🥤,🧃,🍄,🍬,❄️,🏜️,🍅,🐝 and 🎨 for the writers truth or dare ask game < 3

it's 12:20am lets see if I can get through these by 1am lets goooo oh my god this is so many okay

🕯️- on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

Like a 3, maybe a 4. The only part of editing I enjoy is that its the last step in the writing process and then I get to upload the fic, I just find it boring and lowkey stressful and 1 typo always makes it's way into the fic no matter what I do

🥤 - recommend an author or fanfic you love

okay I can't just keep saying Alex (but also yes I can, go check out heartnipnops on ao3) and I recently read "I adored you Madly, Extravagantly, Absurdly" by MiriamMT which I devoured like way too quickly so I'll go with that!

🧃 - share some personal lore you never posted about before

*gasp* KATIE LORE?! Okay eerrrmmm trying to think about what I have or haven't posted. I have a degree in Film Studies, I wrote my dissertation on representations of masculinity in Hollywood films of the 1990s with a focus on Robin Williams in Jumanji, Mrs Doubtfire and Good Will Hunting! That was a lot of fun to write and I can occasionally get pretentious about films from time to time. I am always down to talk films with people though

🍄 - share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

okay love this, I don't usually keep track of my hc's and don't want to revert back to my usual bottom barty and evan collects teeth bullshit.

It seems to have made it into my fics' canon that Barty’s phone screen is always smashed or cracked but I think Evan’s is pristine like he has a fucking bumper phone case incase he drops it, with a screen protector and if it gets the slightest scratch he gets frustrated and buys a new screen protector.

🍬 - post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Again, I don't want to just say bottom Barty again but that is a hill I'll die on. I think a fair amount of my opinions are relatively popular, or at least aren't unpopular.

Okay so I came back to this and I have nothing. Scouse Barty. Not an opinion, I'm here for it though.

❄️ - what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best

i shouldn't say too much about this but my lovely friend who sent me this ask, Alex, has a future fic on his masterlist that we have discussed extensively of like a stalkery and murdery Rosekiller fic that I'm very obsessed with and he knows this and I'm very excited for it because its all I could want in a Rosekiller fic. This also makes it sound like I only have 1 friend because I just talk about Alex.......oh well

🏜️ - what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Oh my god Alex just ask me to suck your dick next time 😒 but seriously I love when people pick out quotes that they like or certain aspects of the fic such as loving the ship dynamic or my writing style.

🍅 - give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing

I withdraw the dick sucking joke, me and my inflated ego hate you.

I think there are times I need to learn to be more concise. I don't have to give a whole life story in a smut fic and some brevity might do me some good if I can learn how to say more in less words.

🐝 - tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

Oh my god seriously 🙄

Okay so my biggest support is @futurequibblerjournalist aka Alex who I have been continuously hyping up and roasting in the answers to the questions he asked me. He knows he's my biggest supporter and, like a wanker, wants me to inflate his ego.

I could say that Alex has correct opinions (because we share a lot of them) or that he's a great writer but I've already said that like twice in this post. But above all Alex is just one of the best people I know, over the last 5 months we've talked like every day extensively and on good days or bad days he has been a light for me like a sparkly fucking bitch I hate him and myself so much I'm going to throw up now brb

🎨 - link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

I'm resisting temptation to make this about Alex and his stupid fucking Cowboy Rosekiller art based on my Cowboy Rosekiller fic 🖕

Actually no, we're making this an Alex-fest because fuck you.

i love it. I love everything about it.

But I'm also going to include one that isn't from my fic

This art by @julesart04 revolutionised my love for Barty and inspired a movement for Barty’s whorish waist on my page

Okay it's 1:10am and I'm pretty sure Alex is about to declare me as a stalker and block me ✌️

#ask game #katie lore

[gertruderobinsonscat]

I have a thought that is either deeply cursed or galaxy brained:

Mike Flanagan adapting Dracula for a limited series on Netflix, with the focus being on how traumatized the human characters are from their brush with the Count. Lots of flashbacks to the characters’ childhoods, unsettling dream sequences, a lesbian side plot between two of Dracula’s brides, and Van Helsing giving a billion pretentious monologues that bore you to the point you almost stop finding things scary. Then you do a rewatch of the episodes with Jonathan at Castle Drac and realize every single scene of Jonathan “alone” has one of the Count’s weed girlfriends lurking in the background grinning and watching him.

Featuring:

Rahul Kohli as our good friend Jonathan Harker

Tahirah Sharif as Mina Harker nee Murray

Victoria Pedretti as Lucy Westenra

Michael Huisman as Count Dracula

Katie Siegal as Dracula’s bride #1

Ewan McGregor as Van Helsing (too young, you say? he’s only four years younger than Sir Anthony Hopkins was when playing the role in Francis Ford Coppola’s abomination)

#dracula daily #shitposting #mike flanagan

[prozac-shaped-urn]

I don't do emojis on principle. But know that I am sending you a little envelope with a heart sticker.

Just for you, I'll use proper English. *salutes*

I adore how you incorporate your love for Broadway Divas into your art, into the words you put on the page. You seem to know them very well, or as well as one can know another from afar. "Pretentious intellectualism" aside (though I greatly appreciate and find the humor in your self-awareness, as I do with everyone who leans into their pretentiousness and/or asshole behavior), I find you affable and knowledgeable and would gladly chat about the arts over a danish and chai somewhere in the city that radiates mom-n-pop energy.

I think your desire to share what gives your life meaning is admirable. I'm learning quite a bit from the Broadway Divas tournament, even though my eye naturally gravitates to film and television. Every type of performer and writer and director are equally important to maintaining the arts as a viable career path. Even more crucial is the expression of creativity and invitation for others to create alongside the ones who have their foot in the door and are paving the way for others to follow. I'm learning that Broadway isn't just lights and music, and it's just as important as film storytelling. I haven't really been exposed to theatre, and certainly not musical theatre, so your willingness to share and squee about your favorite ladies of the stage is something I appreciate deeply.

I thank you for being supportive and sharing photos of Donna sans makeup when Katie died. It gave me something to smile about, which is really all I could ask of someone so far away and limited to a screen. But here's the thing people are so quick to dismiss: words have power. On screens or face-to-face, words fucking have power. I'm thankful you use that power for good (except to torture us fangirls with Sophie's Choice-level decisions).

That's all I have for now.

#irl post #ask game

[ashplayz]

Hazbin hotel x Y/n (my aus) (revamped)

I've already posted a version of this but it was incomplete.

A lot of these are pretty long long

Characters included:

Charlie, Vaggie (separate) Alastor. Cherri bomb, angel dust. Husk, Nifty. Sir Pretentious, Vox, Katie Killjoy. And Rosie.

I will post the same thing for my Helluva boss x Y/n aus soon becase im considering taking requests for the characters im doing from each show but the requests I take will be for scenarios mainly and they have to generally fit into my aus.

Warnings:

Suggestive themes. Strong language Mentions of sexual assault, mentions of torture and murder. Ect..

Most Y/ns are female. (I don't typically write yandere content but with Vox it's implied that y/n is a bit of a yandere.)

Fem y/n x Charlie:

Charlie's parents showed up at the hotel to remind her that she was still obligated to marry a Royal even though her and leviathan didn't work out, they heard that she was into girls so they had her engaged to the princess of raff, Y/n Charlie was understandably upset because she was already in a happy relationship with Vaggie. To which her mother responded that it was unfitting for a Royal to marry a sinner. And also reminded her that what she was trying to achieve was to get sinners into heaven, which ment if she succeeded she'd end up all alone. Charlie is around 146 years old, Charlie's mother told her that the marriage wouldn't actually take place until she was 150 giving her 4 years to get to know Y/n as she would be moving into the hotel. Charlie had to break the news to Vaggie and Vaggie immediately developed a burning hatred towards Y/n. Once Y/n got to the hotel she admitted that she didn't want to marry charlie either and leveled that the only reason they were to wed was to produce an heir (for the sake of this there's a spell in hell that allows for two people of the same gender to birth a child) Y/n suggested that once an heir was produced they would split and share custody of the kid. Y/n encouraged charlie to continue her relationship with Vaggie as Y/n had no interest in falling in love anyways. However, Charlie thought it was wrong to pursue a relationship if she was technically engaged. And as for charlie's dream to get sinners into heaven Y/n was skeptical that something like that would even work she was also worried that sinners would use it to take advantage of charlie but nonetheless she still offered to help wich inevitably made charlie drawn to her, as it was rare in hell for anyone especially a Royal to be genuinely interested in helping someone else's cause. Who's to say where these two will land in about 4 years…

Fem Y/n x Vaggie:

Y/n came to the hotel claiming to be looking for 'redemption' but in reality she was just looking for a way into heaven so she could make them pay for exileing her, she was once an angel that fell. Vaggie could see right through her and didn't trust her therefore the two didn't really get along. However Vaggie was single and Y/n was a bit of a flirt. One day Vaggie and Alastor got into a fight and y/n stepped in before Vaggie could get hurt Y/n took a serious blow in the process. Vaggie yelled at y/n asking why she'd do something so stupid to which Y/n replied that it wasn't stupid to protect someone you feel for Vaggie thought that Y/n didn't actually mean that and that she was only messing with her however it wouldn't be long before Y/n's charm got to her…

Alastor x Fem Goishaia- Y/n:

You know how I mentioned that there's a spell that allows for two people of the same gender to produce an offspring in hell according to my au well in my au stolas and blitz accidentally used that spell and magically created a daughter (I will not go into any of the details surrounding that) Their daughter Y/n had a strange upbringing to say the least it was also very strained due to the fact that Blitz and stolas's relationship caused a bit of a scandal you can imagine the response people had to the two of them having something of a secret love child. She was also a weak spot particularly on stolas's part because Stella had no problem with using her against him so it wasn't long before she had a run in with striker.. The first chance Y/n got to leave once she was old enough she took it and she went to the pride ring. and it eventually led her to the hazbin hotel and well alastor. he soon found himself feeling a way for her that he never thought he'd feel about anyone. Maybe it was because of how clear it was that she held an impressive amount of power despite having the appearance of an imp. He didn't know where she really came from or how powerful she truly was yet Alastor found himself drawn to her but every attempt he made to get closer to her only ended in her repeatedly turning him down. As she thought he was only doing it to take advantage of who she was, but he was persistent and it didn't take her long to realize that he was genuinely interested in her despite not knowing who she was. As for how the two of them start dating he saved her from an exterminator. Despite the risk to him. Making her realize that he was someone she could trust.

Cherri bomb x fem blind overlord:

Cheri went to war with turf leaders and overlords often, Cheri had heard rumors that there was a new overlord in town and despite the fact that she was rumored to be blind she was actually one of the more powerful ones. Upon meeting y/n on the battlefield Cherri had to admit that Y/n was a powerful adversary and it wasn't long before Cherri wanted Y/n on her side. The interesting thing about Y/n is that she didn't seem to be blind considering how much of a skilled fighter she was. The pair became unlikely partners as they both shared a common foe, Sir Pretentious. Dare I even say the two became friends as they wound up in an awkward I save you you save me situation. Eventually they had to face the music of their feelings for each other and it left the two of them as an explosive power couple that no one wanted to cross. Eventually Cherri learned the truth behind y/ns alleged blindness, Y/n was blind but she had a 3rd eye. And due to the fact that Cherri also had one working eye there was no shortage of lame eye jokes from Cherri.

Angel Dust x non binary Y/n (they/them pronouns:

Y/n was working for an organization similar to

I. M. P except instead of performing hits on the living world. They killed people that were already in hell seeing as they had access to blessed weapons. Usually they would only target lower class demons. But an anonymous client paid quite a bit of money in advance for the agency to perform a hit on Valentino, and said there was more money where that came from if they successfully took him out. And so the agency sent their most well trained agents for this job, Y/n. Once Y/n made it to the pride ring they decided the best corce of action would be to pose as someone who wanted to fuck Val in order to get close enough to preform the hit as distasteful as that was. One day they slipped away from val in order to scope the parimitar of his club when they got bummed into by none other than angel dust. He was most definitely high and not thinking clearly. He insisted that Y/n dance with him. They tried to resist but there was something about him that made them drawn to him. And so they danced and afterwards Angel woke up in his room dazed and confused, he had a fuzzy memory of a mysterious stranger he danced with and the thought of whoever it was gave him butterflies. Y/n would be lying if they said they hadn't thought about angel dust since their dance. He made them feel something they'd never felt before something her training went against. It didn't take long for Y/n to find out what Valentino did to angel dust. And it made their blood boil.. So much so that they compromised the mission by blindly going in for the kill and they weren't unscathed by this considering Val was pretty powerful but in the end they stood over his mangled body victorious, covered in both his and their own blood.. Y/n went to the person that they couldn't get out of their head.. Angel dust. y/n snuck past everyone in the hotel which wasn't a problem for them due to their training although they did hear someone get irritated about the blood they had left behind.. Y/n made it to angels room and knocked on the door. Angel opened it and felt his blood run cold as he saw that same mysterious stranger that he hadn't been able to get out of his head since that night, standing there covered in blood and badly hurt. They dropped a pair of broken and bloodied sunglasses in front of him that he soon recognized to be Val's.. The two shared a heart to heart as he patched them up. Y/n said they never felt anything for anyone before until they met him and angel had to admit that he'd have a hard time forgetting them after everything.. So y/n decided to quit her job with the agency as now they had a purpose. Angel dust felt a wave of emotions at once but most of all was relieved that he was now free from Valentino.. It wasn't long before Y/n was able to find a new job, with the client that hired her to kill Valentino no less, Vox. It didn't come as a surprise to them that Val hurt everyone he came into contact with, well not anymore.. It didn't take long for angel dust and Y/n to start a happy and healthy relationship as they both looked forward and left their rather ugly pasts behind them..

Husk x Fem hellhound Y/n:

Y/n was born in hell and grew up in one of those hellhound ofanages as her parents couldn't be bothered with her. Most people only adopted hellhounds for work purposes but Y/n was weak compared to other hellhounds so she was never adopted. And was kicked out onto the streets once she aged out. Y/n did a lot of things that she wasn't particularly proud of in order to make ends meet. But eventually she heard about the hazbin hotel and how they eventually let you live there rent free if you played nice. Being hell born she knew getting into heaven through 'redemption' wasn't in the cards for her but she was out of options. She was surprised to be welcomed into the hotel so warmly as she never knew that sort of kindness from anyone really. She immediately felt drawn to husk as he was nowhere near as overbearing as Charlie or as threatening as Vaggie could come off, or as inappropriate as angel dust or as overwhelmingly energetic as Nifty. Or as shifty as Alastor. Husk was her as they would say 'just right' so she amed to be his friend. Husk however said he didn't have any friends and that he didn't want any either however it wasn't long before the two of them would stay up for hours in the lobby just talking because to him she was also his 'just right ' compared to everyone else in the damned hotel. Husk was usually always drunk but he was usually a high functioning drunk and Y/n was used to people drinking a lot but whenever Y/n noticed he was drinking an unhealthy amount she would call him out on it. Y/n was pretty chill but she wasn't afraid to call people out on their shit. And to the surprise of many within the hotel, he actually listened to her. She was the first person he opened up to about his past and his pains and how he claimed to have lost the ability to feel any positive emotions without drowning his sorrows in cheap booze. And let's just say he was the first to catch feelings for her but he thought she could never love a grumpy old drunk like him but he found that if he made the effort he'd prove himself wrong..

Nifty x non binary retired turf war leader:

Y/n wound up in hell a long time ago when they were pretty young and much like Cherri Bomb they clawed their way to the top and became an overlord because that's just what you did if it didn't want to be stepped on in hell. But she never liked it. Years passed and they longed for a way out but never expected to find one. That is until they heard about the hazbin hotel, now Y/n didn't really know if redemption was possible for them after everything they did in their time as an overlord but she knew they had to try.. Y/n was mostly calm and collected while nifty was more on the chaotic side but despite how much of an unlikely pair the two seemed the two actually became friends. Nifty took an interest in Y/n's past as an overlord and asked her a ton of questions. The two got along surprisingly well. And eventually made a pact promising that if it was possible to get into heaven they would do it together and not get separated. Over time the two's bond became more than just friends. And would face whatever that entailed together..

sir pretentious x fem turf war leader y/n:

The two started off as overlords fighting for territory. Y/n was certainly a powerful adversary and put Pretentious on his ass more than once, y/n was mysterious most people didn't know much about her most didn't even know what she looked like under her hood. But one thing led to another during a battle and he wound up seeing her without her hood and immediately fell pretty hard. (I like pairing opposites together as you saw with the husk x hellhound y/n so y/n in this story is a mouse for that purpose mainly but also because it represents how she used to be 'pray' before she died) Pretentious's mashie ended up blowing up during their battle and left y/n out cold. Whenever they fought y/n obviously could have done a lot worse to him but chose not to, so if it had been him she would have spared him anyways seeing it as unfair to take advantage of an opponent when they are too vulnerable to fight. Sir Pretentious agreed with this and therefore wouldn't hurt her when she was out anyways but he couldn't deny the fact that he was starstruck by her beauty and strength. So he patched her up and their rivalry came to a bit of a pause. It was clear that she didn't exactly trust him but she did respect him more than she previously had. Eventually he tried asking her out but to no avail. He learned that she had been hurt by men..badly before she died, therefore she couldn't trust anyone. He became determined to prove himself to her. His persistence as annoying as it could be actually won her over as she stopped seeing him as a threat. And he was happy to take their relationship slow. He despite everything was a gentleman and she found that charming. She knew that if other overlords found out about their relationship it was highly possible for them to use it against them so she proposed that they pretend to still be enemies in the public eye, although now that they were dating he was quite worried about hurting her but she had no problem with putting him on his ass like she used to. There are many incidents where behind closed doors he would cry over hurting her in battle and that just made her love him even more.

Katie killJoy x fem fallen angel:

(Okay so I have seen a fanfiction on her with a fallen angel before so I guess you could say its inspired but it was really toxic and I hate toxic relationships so I made this as wholesome as I can see for her character even if it's unrealistic) Katie was following a news story, and when there was a break Tom pointed out something falling from the sky upon looking hard enough they could see it was a person.. Well an angel more specifically. They immediately shifted their focus to that and upon getting to the scene they learned that it was in fact a fallen angel. She had to be taken to the hospital before she could answer any questions. Once she woke up Katie and Tom were showing microphones in her face asking her questions. She got very uncomfortable because of Tom, and Katie soon learned the twisted truth behind heaven. Heaven was more corrupt than most of hell, one of the members of hells high council tried to rape Y/n and she was cast out of heaven for trying to tell people what he did. Katie swiftly got rid of Tom, she may be a bicth but she takes that sort of thing very seriously. Not that Tom would do something like that but he does make some jokes and remarks that make him come across as a pervert. Katie was drawn to Y/n in a strange way.. She saw Y/n as a light that threatened to go out if not protected. Usually she would have been behind putting out someone's light but she just couldn't bring herself to with Y/n.. Katie tried to be less of a bicth towards y/n however she did still come across as a little mean. However y/n wasn't fazed by that seeing as before she died she dealt with worse coming from a less than ideal family. So due to the fact she could put up with Katie meant the two became pretty close. As Katie would say 'I don't touch the gays' maybe she was reflecting her own surprised sexually a bit. It became evident pretty quickly that Y/n had a dark side that she couldn't really control. As when triggered her eyes turned red and she became a completely different person, violent and unpredictable but never towards her. Katie found this very hot. Although y/n had no recollection of what she did once she loses control and that freaks her out. Katie had too much pride to admit to herself that she actually liked Y/n. And Y/n was very oblivious. Tom tried his best to get the pair together without getting killed by Katie in the process, he could tell how much she cared by how protective she was over Y/n. Katie never thought she would feel that for anyone..

Vox x Fem overlord y/n:

Y/n was almost exactly like alastor in the sense of power and personality. If she wanted something she would get it, and that something happened to be Vox. Y/n came across as a patient level-headed person but her blood boiled for the way Valentino treated Vox when they were supposed to be partners. So when Vox walked in on y/n torturing Val he had to admit he felt a bit of fear, something that was rare for him. He was more or less not afraid of Val even when subjected to his abuse but he knew Val was dangerous and powerful.. So to see Y/n overpower him so easily without so much as a scratch on her it certainly wasn't very comforting. Y/n wasn't ashamed to be open about her feelings towards vox. Y/n had a lot of potential to be a yandere considering she could always get what she wanted. But she wouldn't hurt vox despite him knowing she could if she wanted to. she had the power to interfere with his online connection. And she's a bit of an nuisance sometimes, changing his passwords with a snap of her finger. Vox found her to be annoying at best because of her influence over him but truth be told she was a total upgrade from Val and well she was pretty hot. Their relationship wasn't exactly defined. But he didn't hate her so that was a start. She could be a bit of a dick sometimes though..

Y/n: "I changed all your passwords, good luck trying to solve em" (y/n says teasingly)

Vox: "What do you want from me!?" (He exclaims irritability)

Y/n:..."What are you willing to do?~" 😘

Rosie x fem exterminator y/n:

The exterminators were even more brutal than last clence and this time they were going after a lot of the overlords. And while they could hold their own pretty well some weren't as lucky as others. Rosie was pretty powerful but everyone had their limits. The exterminator closed in on Rosie; it had overpowered her as she was already wounded from the fight. Rosie gave it a fearful yet daring look. Rosie: "Well then. Get it over with" She challenged but to her surprise the thing had frozen. And started.. glitching..? Well it glitches enough to reveal the person behind it..a girl with beautiful eyes who was clearly trying to stop herself from killing her. And the resistance was clearly causing unimaginable pain, as tears of blood stained into the girl's skin. And the screams of pain the girl let out filled rosies entire being with dread.. there was a blinding light and the next thing this girl laid unconscious on the floor no longer the corrupted creature she was a moment ago. Rosie didn't exactly understand what just happened but nonetheless she patched the girl up. When the girl woke up she told Rosie her name. She said that she had defied the gods and as a punishment they turned her into an exterminator to mindlessly do their bidding. Rosie asked why Y/n would bother to save her despite the obvious agony trying to break free of heaven's hold. To which Y/n responded "I will not spill the blood of someone as beautiful as you" Rosie blushed at this, not used to such sincerity. Y/n was worried they'd send someone to drag her back to heaven but Rosie vowed to protect her.

End <3

Helluva boss version coming soon..

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