Betty Gilpin (31) In Glow (TV 2017)

Betty Gilpin (31) in Glow (TV 2017)

Havana Rose Liu in Somewhere (feat. Gus Dapperton) - Surf Mesa

sometimes i think about adding muses from l/is esp with the new games coming out but if i did i think i’d make the muses i add ndn bc the game is based in oregon and has a nod or two towards native culture but like- NO natives??? idk sounds fake to me

feel free to change any pronouns, etc. || may contain some nsfw!

“Hell is a teenage girl.”

“I guess I’m not exactly perfect, myself.”

“I recommend you shut the fuck up!”

“I used to be normal.”

“I hate this fucking song.”

“I promised [Name] I would hang out with him tonight.”

“Wear something cute, okay?”

“Those jeans are hella low, I can almost see your front butt.”

“Quit tamponing yourself and get down here!”

“You always do what [Name] tells you to do.”

“You’re totally jello.”

“You’re lime-green jello and you can’t even admit it to yourself.”

“Hey, [Name], you look really pretty.”

“You play your instruments really…super good.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“I’ll just play Hello Titty with the bartender.”

“That’s my best friend that you’re talking about.”

“I had to stay home the next day and sit on a frozen bag of peas.”

“He was skinny and twisted and evil like this tree I saw when I was a kid.”

“Maybe I’m going crazy.”

“You do have a tendency to overreact.”

“What is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with you, aside from the obvious surface flaws?”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t die.”

“I’m crazy sorry about your profound loss.”

“You are crying about [Name], right?”

“You know when you kiss a boy for the first time, and it feels like your entire body is on vibrate?”

“She’s just staring out the window like a zombie mannequin robot statue.”

“Well, the bad luck’s gotta be over, right?”

“I mean, it can’t get any worse, right? It can’t.”

“No offense, but you look really tired.”

“Is everything okay?”

“My skin is breaking out and my hair is dull and lifeless.”

“PMS isn’t real, [Name], it was invented by the boy-run media to make us seem crazy.”

“Don’t look at me like that!”

“Um, I actually wanted to ask you something.”

“You wanna know if I’ll go out with you?”

“Well, we’ve been having a lot of fun in class, you and I, and thought maybe you’d like to go see a movie or something.”

“I’m used to boys asking me out, [Name].”

“Why don’t you just come by my place tonight?”

“It’s about this girl who’s, like, half-sushi.”

“So, are you gonna come over tonight?”

“I went to [Location] and picked up more condoms, so—”

“This isn’t really your house, is it?”

“Do you even know my last name?”

“I thought boys like you were really into vermin and death and shit.”

“But we always share your bed when we have slumber parties…”

“I’m not gonna bite you.”

“Is that my [Logo/Brand] t-shirt?”

“What the fuck is happening?!”

“I have never heard you drop the F-bomb before!”

“What do you want from me?”

“Best friends don’t keep secrets, right?”

“They’re basically like agents of Satan with really awesome haircuts.”

“I dunno if we should go through with this.”

“They did go all Benihana on my ass with that knife and it should’ve killed me, and it should’ve killed me but for some reason it didn’t.”

“Anyway, I don’t really remember what happened after that, I just know that I woke up and I found my way back to you.”

“I mean, I’m a really good friend, but I was just so hungry…”

“We’re gonna sort all this out, okay?”

“It’s like some X-Men shit, right?”

“Y’know, [Name] maybe you should talk to somebody about all these…disturbing thoughts that you’re having…”

“I think he may be having second thoughts about you.”

“We can play boyfriend-girlfriend like we used to.”

“You’re breaking up with me?”

“I just need to show you something.”

“You’re acting really fucked up.”

“[Name], I think you need help.”

“Oh my god, you don’t believe me.”

“It’s not safe for us to be together right now.”

“Didn’t you hear me calling your name?”

“I just can’t believe that she would mess with your head like this.”

“I care about you so much, [Name].”

“[Name] didn’t deserve a boy like you.”

“Oh, you’re so salty.”

“I feel so empty.”

“Why don’t you just come here and kiss me again?”

“God, do you have to undermine everything that I do?”

“You are such a player-hater.”

“Wow, nice insult Hannah Montana.”

“You were never a good friend.”

“You could have anybody that you want, [Name].”

“I go both ways.”

“I think I already died before you got here, but I woke up when I heard your voice.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“You look totally hot in that dress.”

“Oh, you’re clearly delirious.”

“You killed my fucking boyfriend, you goddamn monster!”

“You dumb bitch!”

“Do you buy all your murder weapons at Home Depot?”

“God, you’re butch.”

“I’m a different person now.”

“You just might get lucky for once in your miserable life.”

          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.."

🎲 for nancy and steve!!

6: A gentle peck

          the  mornings  in  the  harrington  household  can  be  more  than  a  little  hectic…  with  classes,  nancy  dealing  with  the  morning  sickness  from  the  tail  end  of  her  first  trimester,  and  steve  going  for  his  first  day  of  firefighter  training,  today  happened  to  be  especially  chaotic.  nancy  had  to  practically  force  steve  to  go  for  the  job  in  the  first  place,  promising  that  she  would  be  okay  and  if  she  needed  help,  for  any  reason  at  all,  she’d  call  him.

          still,  steve  had  barely  acquiesced,  but  he’d  done  so  nevertheless.  regardless,  he’d  still  insisted  upon  continuing  to  drive  nancy  to  her  classes  that  morning—refusing  to  acknowledge  that,  with  this  new  job,  there  would  be  mornings  where  he  couldn’t  and  nancy  would  have  to  drive  herself—and  they  sat  there  for  a  moment,  in  steve’s  car,  when  they’d  arrived.

          “ i’ll  be  fine,  steve,  i  promise, ”  nancy  tried  to  assure  him with  a  small  smile.  “ and  we’ll  still  get  to  spend  time  together.  we  won’t  be  apart  all  the  time… ”  as  much  of  an  adjustment  that  it  would  be…

“ i  gotta  go  before  i’m  late,  but  i’ll  see  you  at  home,  okay ? ”  she  leaned  in  and  pressed  a  gentle  kiss  to  his  lips  before  exiting  the  car.