Me: Has Super Low Activityalso Me: Thinking About Giving My Oc A Little Sister And Cousin Bc B/etty G/ilpin,

me: has super low activity also me: thinking about giving my oc a little sister and cousin bc b/etty g/ilpin, j/odie c/omer, and b/rianne h/owey all look like they could be related

or like, affiliated ocs?? i'm trying to convince my friends but dslfkjads;k

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking. (Either TK from Grace, or Beauty from Megara )

          beauty  is  hardly  the  docile,  bite-her-tongue  type  of  woman,  but  even  that  can  prove  to  be  dangerous  on  the  streets  of  new  york  city.  it’s  especially  bad  with  the  mundies  who  have  far  more  confidence  than  they  know  what  to  do  with,  so  it  really  should’ve  come  as  no  surprise  that  the  catcaller  she’d  snapped  and  bared  her  teeth  at  didn’t  take  too  kindly  to  it.

            “don’t  be  like  that,  sweetheart!”  he  croons,  and  beauty  bristles.  she’s  about  to  snap  back  when  she  feels  someone  suddenly  lock  arms  with  her  and  glide  away,  pulling  her  in  tow.

            beauty  nearly  stumbles  in  her  heels  as  she  adjusts,  letting  out  a  huff  before  her  eyes  shift  to  lock  onto  megara’s  profile.

“ remind  me  why  men  are  so  disgusting ? ”  she  grimaces,  rolling  her  deep  blue  eyes  exaggeratedly.  “ mundies  especially. ”  there’s  a  brief  pause,  and  then—  “ ...  and  thanks,  by  the  way.  that  probably  would’ve  ended  poorly. ”

“Don’t you have work?” violet @ louis !

          “ nope ! ”  his  tone  is  much  too  chipper  for  someone  who  had  the  lookout  night  shift.  “ just  switched  out  with  rubes  so  my  schedule  is  lookin’  pretty  clear  right  about  now… ”  he’d  be  lying  if  he  said  that  he  didn’t  get  a  kick  out  of  getting  under  violet’s  skin.  she  made  it  too  easy,  honestly.  “ besides,  i  can  tell  by  how  enthusiastic  you  are  to  see  me  that  you  won’t  mind  me  hangin’  out  with  you  for  a  bit. ”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.” (@ Mary-beth)

          she  knows  that  feeling  all  too  well.  still,  nova  is  sweet  and  kind  and  as  mary-beth’s  friend,  she  cannot  allow  her  to  be  down  on  herself.  mary-beth  may  often  have  her  own  anxieties  and  insecurities,  but  she  hated  for  her  friends  to  feel  the  same  way.

          “ hey  now, ”  she  says  in  her  best  soothing  voice,  “ that’s  not  true. ”  she’s  reminded  of  all  the  times  she  sat  with  arthur  and  chatted  with  him  about  his  own  problems  for  a  bit.

“ what  happened ? ”

Mean Girls (2004) dir. Mark Waters

          edwin  is  cute—really  cute.  it  isn’t  exactly  news  ( charles  has  been  able  to  acknowledge  his  best  mate’s  attractiveness  all  along )  but  the  way  he  acknowledges  edwin’s  attractiveness  certainly  is.  from  the  moment  edwin  had  confessed  his  love  for  charles  to  the  moment  charles  could  feel  their  lingering  hug  in  his  heart  to  even  now,  his  perception  of  his  best  friend  has  warped—but  in  a  better  way  than  he  could’ve  hoped  for.

          at  first,  charles  had  minor  worries  that  the  budding  relationship  of  something  more  would  squander  their  already  brilliant  friendship,  but  nothing  had  really  changed.  it  felt  more  like  that  something  had  been  added  to  their  relationship  than  stripped  from  it—a  welcome  relief  for  charles,  really.

          so,  he  can  tell  himself  that  edwin  is  cute  and  feel  the  urge  to  hold  him  and  give  him  little  kisses  without  any  underlying  issues.  while  they  haven’t  quite  labeled  themselves,  it’s  something  charles  knows  they’ll  have  to  discuss  eventually,  but  until  then…

          “ yes,  yes, ”  he  agrees  with  a  hum,  “ but  y’know  she  was  just  messin’  with  ya,  mate.  i’m  sure  she’d  agree  with  you…maybe  in  secret,  but  she’d  agree  nevertheless. ”  he  tilts  his  head  to  lightly  rest  against  the  top  of  edwin’s,  nestling  into  a  feeling  of  comfort  that  he  never  thought  he’d  get  to  feel  again.

          he  can  feel  his  olive  cheeks  darken  in  a  small  blush,  still  not  quite  used  to  their  flirtatious  bantering—as  much  as  he  does  enjoy  it.  he  can  feel  a  warmth  spreading  in  his  chest  as  he  responds,  “ i’d  dare  say  that  makes  two  of  us…  it’s…nice,  just  having  a  moment  together  like  this,  innit ? ”

it remains to be a foreign concept, the sensation of touch. nothing at all like the painful burn of iron or sharp sting of a cat scratch, the agony of being ripped apart by dolls in the depths of hell, but so undeniably real that edwin had long forgotten how it felt to actually feel in a way that wasn't negative. and to say he's grown to be a bit addicted to it would prove to be an understatement, but then again, perhaps it's just because it's with charles.

he regards charles' light-hearted words with a short hum, allowing himself to sink further against his side, seeking his comfort physically instead of only emotionally. the warmth that presses against him is still a bit staggering, but hardly unwanted.

"my garters are a staple of my look. i am positive she knows she could never recreate it in her own questionable wardrobe," he mumbles, still a bit sour about her teasing, mouth half pressed against charles' shoulder.

"but," he continues, softening as he allows his bitterness to simmer out, his tone growing quieter and perhaps even a bit sweeter around the edges. "i am alright. quite alright now, in fact.."