She's Actually Soft As A Marshmallow I Swear

She's actually soft as a marshmallow I swear

Cringe o'clock

Listen one time i read a fic where like jinx and vi were singers but they couldn't talk for some reason and i didn't finish it so i don't know what the reason was or maybe i forgot it and i cant find the fic any more but like it gave me an idea where like my twins au but catras taylor swift (as in she just like sings her songs yk) and when she first started singing and all that powder wanted to learn too so catra taught her and silco was living with them as sort of like a distant, scary uncle whos a businessman or like a music manager maybe and hes on his deathbed so powder shows him what catra taught her and hes like thats great kid shes your competitor and ive just signed a restraining order on your behalf and you can never see your family again and he fucking dies right after so everyones like devastated and vis also a musician like shes in a band with mylo, claggor and ekko i just didnt know who to make her. I didnt draw her sorry vi idk i know this doesnt make sense dont come at me

Shes so lost in life dude like she doesnt know what the hell to do with herself shes tied between wanting to honour silco and missing her family and legally not being allowed to see or talk to them and then since shes famous like ppl know if she does yk

Shes not doing any better either she blames herself for it all and shes overworking herself to the bone bc shes like well better make this stupid career count if it cost me my family yk

Caitlyns mitski just because of class of 2013, i bet on losing dogs and that song thats like myy love mine all mine our love my my miiinee im sorry im not very knowlegable on mitski

Powder: avril lavigne

Jinx: olivia rodrigo bc the early 2000s were a different time

Also better than revenge is about glimmer and london boy (girl) is just one big i fucked ur mum joke to glimmer (bow feels bad for having both on his playlist but theyre bangers and he cant help that)

Caitlyn: I didn’t miss that social cue, I just thought it was stupid.

Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone. What you say might be too much for some people. Maybe it will come out all wrong and you’ll stutter and you’ll walk away embarrassed, wincing as you play it all back in your head. But I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that will haunt you the longest. So say it to them. Or say it to yourself in the mirror. Say it in a letter you’ll never send or in a book millions might read someday. I think you deserve to look back on your life without a chorus of resounding voices saying ‘I could’ve, but it’s too late now.’ There is a time for silence. There is a time waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you so clearly know what you need to say, you’ll know it. I don’t think you should wait. I think you should speak now.

Happy 13 years of Speak Now! (October 25th, 2010)

She is so fucking high rn

Catra to adora