While The Hearts Of The Public Are Becoming Increasingly Vocally Open To The Prospect Of Boy Maids, I

While the hearts of the public are becoming increasingly vocally open to the prospect of boy maids, I still long await the day when society is ready to finally broach the subject of girl butlers–not merely as an occasional curio to be brought out from some dusty cabinet once in a blue moon, but an established and significant presence in the imagination and imagery of idealized service professionals.

brennan: “shit has gone sideways” brennan. brennan when hasn’t it gone sideways this fucking season. when. please, please tell me.

Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan Kelmp/Dream, Evan Kelmp/Whitney Jammer, Evan Kelmp/Sam Black, Sam Black/Whitney Jammer, Sam Black/Dream, Dream/Whitney Jammer, Evan Kelmp/Dream/Whitney Jammer/Sam Black, The Pilot Program Characters: Evan Kelmp, Dream (Dimension 20), Whitney Jammer, Sam Black Additional Tags: Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Eventual Romance, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Poly Magical Misfits, Hair Braiding, self-care, taking care of each other, Holding Hands, Hugs, Touch-Starved, Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Scars, Developing Relationship, Threatening violence, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Friends to Lovers, Drabble Collection, some might be longer than others tho, Magic, listen. listen i don't care what aabria says they have BATHROOMS OKAY, Showers, POV Multiple, POV Alternating, POV Third Person, McDonald's, Can it be a magic and misfits fic without mentioning mcdonalds ya'll, Some Plot, Swearing, Sweet, Implied/Referenced Suicide attempt, Evan's backstory is not kind and neither am I, Sharing Clothes, Evan-centric, But will bounce around to everyone don't fret, Honestly Friends to Lovers Speedrun Edition, summaries are so hard, Summary may change, Anxiety, Intrusive Thoughts, Texting, Makeup, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Blood and Injury, Blood, Dissociation, Gender Issues, Gender Identity, Hair, No Beta We Die Like Gilear, Not Beta Read, Emotions, Libraries, minor OCs - Freeform Summary:

A poly retelling of Misfits and Magic following the four American students at Gowpenny Academy of Arcane Arts learn about magic, mysteries, friendship, and each other.

alright besties time for childhood friends fig and gorgug.(this one is kinda long so read under the cut) (i forgot you could do that for the other ones wh o o p s)

 they met later than some of the other pairs. fig is freshly fourteen, three months into protruding horns and hands that no longer burn when she places them on still-hot stove tops or sticks her finger into the wax melts gilear had bought before things between him and her mom went south. she’s angry, and bitter, and so young, and sandra lynn is at her wits end. she’s trying, gods is she trying, because she sees every warning sign in fig that she neglected to see in herself. so, sandra lynn sends fig to an anger management camp and hopes for the best.

gorgug is fourteen and change, kicked out of three elementary schools and one middle school for the crime of being himself. taller than all his peers, his parents, too big for every space he’s ever been in. not a single friend to his name. a heart that was too big locked in his chest because no matter how hard he tried, it got shattered in the process. his parents told him that sometimes things break, and that when you fix it, it’s all the stronger for it. but how many times can a heart break before it’s unfixable? and now he’s having feelings he can’t explain--anger and something darker, more primal. something his gnomish parents cry about when they think he can’t hear. but it’s a small tree. and gorgug just wants to be good, wants to make these feelings go away, so when his parents talk about an anger management camp, he agrees without even considering what it means. he isn’t angry--he doesn’t think so, anyway. 

so gorgug sits in a camp full of all sorts of people. he’s in the boy’s section, led by a man who looks like he was made from the earth itself. Porter, he thinks is the name. he isn’t sure. there aren’t any other half-orcs, there. and most of the kids look older than he is. so he tries to be smaller, arms wrapped around his middle to protect everything vulnerable inside. because people are talking about wanting to hit things until they break. violent and anger and frustration that he doesn’t understand. yeah, sometimes his insides feel like they’re boiling, but that’s not--he’s not angry at anything. his body is just. he’s just.

and then there’s someone next to him. a body warmer than his hoodie, pressed against him. “Shh,” they--she whispers. “The girl’s camp sucked. i wanna see what this is about. don’t tell.” 

gorgug nods, mumbles a promise, and he spends the whole time not listening to porter, but making sure the shape behind his back is hidden from view. when the meeting ends, he turns to the sound, “Miss Faethe, there you are.” “It’s Fig!” The girl at his back hisses. She’s pretty, he thinks. Horns just starting to come through reminding him of his tusks, painful and small and intrusive. her hair is clearly done by her own unsteady hand. she looks angry in a way he understands. messy, artistic. he stands up beside her (too tall, too lanky, especially when he straightens his shoulders to take up the space just a bit more). “I asked Fig to come see me.” The lie comes out awkwardly, but it’s the first thing he’s said barring his name. The girls instructor looks at him, narrows her eyes. she’s elvish, he thinks, and he can see why Fig might have been upset about learning about anger from her. 

“Yeah. Porter knows way more about rage than you do, bitch.”

fig and gorgug being opposites of the same whole. fig is sharp, cutting; gorgug is soft, mending. they compliment each other perfectly. fig encourages gorgug to stand tall, to take these feelings he doesn’t understand and create with them. gorgug balances fig, gives her something to lean on when her whole life seems to be falling apart. doing each others nails and eyeliner before anger management meetings. fig dying gorgug’s hair for the first time. gorgug gives her a new hoodie every week.

fig asks him to start a band with her, because they’re both full of feelings that other people can relate to. she wants to create, wants to rebel, and all the greats did so through art, through music. she presses drumsticks into his hands and the first time he lets himself go wild, he understands what she means. he’s drunk on it, the feeling that comes from not caring, just feeling. hitting and hitting and never breaking, because that’s not what he wants to do with his feelings. 

fig finding out they’re going to the same high school and loosing her shit. fig making him hold her hand whenever he’s nervous. gorgug getting his first earned detention for punching a dude in the face for trying to take photos of underneath fig’s skirt. texts every hour when fig goes out to parties and gorgug stays home. midnight drives to taco bell and laughing until their ribs ache in the back of the thistlespring van. sleepovers. so many sleepovers.  affirmations and imposter syndrome and validating each other and their experiences. “we’re real people. we’re allowed to feel. i am successful and my successes are because of my own merit.” fig engaging in drugs and alcohol safely under the roof of the thistlespring tree, because gorgug isn’t curious but knows that his parents won’t mind as long as they’re being safe. fig finding ways to rebel that don’t endanger herself or others. 

just gorgug and fig finding their other half and learning to grow and create and having healthy relationships with their feelings. 

~ THEM. They deserve more screen time together.

Also, I do believe that Dolores has always been dealing with some sensory problems around Pepa when she’s thundering, but I also feel like she’d associate her mother to the sound of the rain since she’s a baby, and it somehow still soothe her like a good stim when she’s overwhelmed. ♥

in conjunction with my childhood friends adaine and fabian i also want to propose childhood besties kristen and riz. sklonda is panicking, looking for somewhere to keep riz for the day because she works and penny can’t watch him and so she stumbles upon a summer camp. and she’s exhausted and doesn’t read it twice and sends riz to a helioic summer camp. and then this small 10-and-change goblin shows up, backpack and button up and khaki shorts. and he has dozens of eyes on him and there are men in masks and he’s very, very scared.

and then recently chosen kristen applebees walks up and extends a hand. because yeah, he might look scary, but helio loves everyone and this is a person! and his eyes are large and gold like the sun or big ears of corn and so he obviously has to be blessed by helio. and suddenly riz and kristen are best friends. inseparable. riz eats her brussel sprouts and keeps her from tripping over her feet and kristen is his second best friend. riz shows her the world and helps her realize that her religion isn’t what she thought it was. riz who holds her hands when she starts to have sinful thoughts. riz, who kristen kissed at 11, just to see what it was like. riz, who kristen kissed at 18, because she needed to see if there was something wrong with her (and there wasn’t--kristen was just very much a lesbian in denial). 

kristen, who would sit up on the phone to talk riz out of his spirals. who drove him around because the gukgaks could’t afford another car and her mini van was way too big for one. riz, who fit into bricker and cork’s old t-ball shirts. riz, who bandages kristen’s fingers when she bites her nails too close to the quick. riz, who lets kristen tie his ties even though he knows she’s going to do it poorly because kristen looks like she was offered the sun when he lets her do it. riz helping kristen with the children at sunday school and guiding a new generation of helioic followers who have had at least one positive interaction with a goblin. coffee ice cream and milkshakes and evening drives. riz getting breakfast at church after not sleeping for days and barely eating. kristen conning the sweet old ladies into giving her extras so riz can take some home to his mom. 

riz holding her hand in the pew, sitting next to the applebees family and squeezing her hand whenever the pastor says something that makes him flinch. kristen aruging that if ragh was allowed to come, to be around dayne and coach daybreak, then riz was allowed to be her friend. kristen fighting and arguing until she’s hoarse. drying tears and messy braids and pinkie promises.

 riz and kristen who were the only couple of different races at their prom. kristen and riz who are fiercely protective over one another because they are the only two who love each other unconditionally. kristen, who is running and running and running; riz, who is digging deeper and deeper and deeper until his hands are bleeding because he will put in the work to make sure that kristen is safe. kristen is happy. because she saved his life at 10 years old and he will make sure that returns the favor.