new vlog is up :) it’s just some chill days in my life drawing and going about my daily routine

3.5.26

Today was another rainy Thursday in New York. Not only was it rainy but it was boring. Not extra boring than usual, when you do the same things every day what used to be exciting slowly become routine. Like when people say they wish everyday was their birthday. That’s silly because if your birthdays everyday, it takes the fun out of it. Or maybe when rich people constantly have luxiourious things, they loose their shine, soon precious items become regular, and an extravagant lifestyle turns normal. That’s why I’ve decided to do tiny things everyday to make each day less boring. I’ve brainstormed some ideas.

-Go to a special place spontaneously alone(Just something out of routine, like a place you would only go if you had a friend with you)

-Talk to someone you’ve been meaning to talk to(School crush or friend crush)

-Give lots of compliments or make a new friend

-buy a special drink and sit in a park to drink it

-Go to a record store in a cute outfit

-take a random bus to a random place

-where the outfit you’ve been saving for a “special occasion” because when you think about it everyday is a special occasion because its one more day you get to live.

ditl of a student at bullshit university

1. wake up to my alarm, snooze it and sleep through my first class (it’s bullshit)
2. wash my face., do some bullshit to look okay
3. eat some bullshit in the dining hall. feel like shit cuz who knows what’s in there
4. sigh loudly
5. go study for my bullshit midterms, listen to some bs to motivate myself
6. go to my lecture and learn some bullshit
7. eat more bs in a different dining hall
8. go to sleep at bullshit o'clock

love it when my friends get me

21.02.26

Maritime Museum Festival 🥬

Today I helped out at The National Maritime Museum’s LNY Festival and I had soooooo much fun 🧸🧸🧸 I was able to try on so many beautiful outfits and help visitors do the same !

17.2.26

Happy Lunar New Year 🧧🐉🐎

I thought that today would be a good day to start this (technically a day behind bc last night was filled with too many celebrations to post😵‍💫) I spent CNY studying with my classmates and being out celebrating the new year with my boyfriend ♥️

Kids Learn To Snowboard Oregon 2026

SNOW WEEKEND!

I live in a big town in Georgia and we got snow!

Being able to play in snow makes up for it being too cold for my inner gecko

The Things We Tell Ourselves in the Dark

AKA: Aeon’s Tour Diary

Rating: Mature - [SFW but there’s implied drug use, swearing, and a conversation about how hot Cumulus is that made me go with M to be safe.]

Pairings: None, implied polyghouls but only vaguely.

Featuring: A day in Aeon’s life. Angst. Pining. Aeon misses Swiss, that’s 90% of the fic. Aurora is a menace. The pack being a family. More character study than anything. Aeon’s got a lot of feelings and he’s just a little guy. Implied drug use. Ghouls being ghouls. Mountain talking about being irresponsible with mushrooms. Soft–well as soft as I do anything. But also kinda sad? (not like SAD, Aeon just doesn’t like change, who does?)

Word Count: 5.2k.

Aeon wakes to the sound of Tempest slipping out of the bunk above his. The bus engine rumbles all around him and makes the walls of his bunk vibrate. The bus cradles him swaying slightly as it lumbers down the highway. A strange lullaby that almost pulls him back under. He can’t tell what time it is—not with the curtains pulled tight, but they’re still on the road so he isn’t sure he cares.

He’s almost back to sleep when there’s a sharp slap on the panel right next to his bunk—next to his head. He jolts upright banging his head against the top of his bunk.

He swears expertly about it, rubbing his forehead, checking the bus for damage, the last thing he needs is to gouge something with his horns. Good luck explaining that to the rental place.

“Rise and shine!” Aurora calls from just outside. Her voice too chipper—too awake. Aeon groans, and no sooner is the sound out of his mouth is Aurora dragging the curtains back and filling his bunk with blinding light.

Morning then, probably mid-morning judging by just how bright everything is. Aeon tucks his head into his pillow in a hopeless attempt to protect himself from blindness.

Read it all on AO3.

Looks like where I live got lucky with the ice storm. The warm air from the south pushed the ice storm up far enough before it could hit us so now we’re only getting rain

Me and my mom had been comparing it to the Day After Tomorrow, especially since Kilauea was throwing ash chunks at people yesterday

Day in the Life: Chapter 3

you get it by now, right? this one is kinda long btw, but it only gets longer from here honestly, now also featuring reaction images bc i don’t feel like going through and removing all of them

check out part 1 and 2 somewhere on my page

The most notable thing about sacred heart upon first glance is A) almost hitting a student with the bus. And B) the diner. NEED to go to a diner fr. Those who were on Bus 1 emerge arguing, something about Kayla and Florian cheating, MacK playing wrong and accumulating more wealth than she should’ve, Dean outplayed everyone (exception of the cheaters) and Riley tried and failed to mediate. The group bicker with each other, Max follows quietly, for the first time in his life, content with not being the center of attention.

Those who were on Bus 2 are feeling lighthearted as they step down from their bus, they had a nice ride without wanting each other dead. Well there were a few times, but their overall demeanors suggest that the ride was without many altercations. Grylie Evstin stick close together as they always do. Tori and Kate converse, Astarion sticks close to Tori, side eyeing Rose closely. The group meets up again.

Florian, of course, speaks up first upon scrutinizing Ace, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Thanks for noticing.” Ace deadpans. Ace is in fact seeing a ghost. They are debating electroshock therapy to get rid of their memories of him. 

A tour guide calls for the group of students’ attention. They gather round. Well actually they sit in a big room and get talked at but that was boring and we don’t care about that honestly. None of them are even considering Sacred Heart, especially not after the massacre. Stay tuned for THAT.

Totally not for plot reasons, the whole group stay together for the tour. Rose steps on a lantern fly, she’s surrounded by their corpses, she knows what she must do. The tour guide disregards the beginning of a massacre, no one can stop Rose anyway. The tour guide leads them to Big Red, whispers promises of good luck… by rubbing his head.

“Tori, Tori!! You should rub my head instead of Big Red’s!!! I’m luckier than that… thing!!” Max insists, bowing to offer his head to Tori. Astarion kicks him in the back of the knee and smiles as Max falls.

“Thanks, Astarion.” Tori nods, offering her boyfriend a thumbs up. 

So lucky!

        Much wow! 

The head of the metal man is slowly being worn down by the hands that caress his cool, hard flesh. 

The tour continues. The corpses continue to pile up. Rose is using her special abilities to take out lantern flies. Ace is now following in suit putting all their grief and anger and slight trepidation into stomping on lantern flies. Hurray.

The tour guide is trying to recruit the group but let’s be real those guys are NOT listening. Exception of maybe Florian, who is taking notes, however he is kinda disgusted by the lantern flies, but then again there’s an eradication event going on right about now. Rose and Ace are having the time of their lives. 

Dean and Riley are near the back, “I don’t think I’m ever going to go to college.” Dean admits quietly, he’s unsure if he’s proud of it or not.

“How come?” Riley asks, tilting her head slightly.

“Hunting things, saving people, you know, the family business.” Dean runs a hand through his hair, he keeps it short, safer on hunts that way. Plus, people say hair holds memories and Dean has seen things he never wants to recall.

“Oh. Right.” She nods awkwardly. She wants to be helpful but that’s something she could never even begin to understand. She wonders if she should ask Astarion, the roles would be reversed but a little bit of insight might be nice if Dean is fighting demons she can’t see. 

In reality, she should be asking Rose who is currently doing all the hunting.

“Go Rose!!” Someone cheers. Of course an all-powerful entity like Rose has adoring fans. 

Someone was actually just Kayla, who actually hates bugs. She doesn’t care that they’re invasive, doesn’t care about feeling bad for killing bugs in their natural habitat or anything, just really hates bugs. It’s all the same in her mind.

(I don’t actually remember anything that happened outside of the bugs uh.)

The tour guide brings the group to the chapel where Astarion is met with a moment of hesitation. The tour guide insists that Astarion is allowed to come in even if he’s not religious. She has NO clue of the real reason he’s so hesitant. Astarion cautiously steps in.

The tour guide starts monologuing about the chapels and mass times and the temples and mosques and stuff found on campus.

“Does anyone smell something burning?”

.

.

.

Everyone looks to Astarion who is slowly turning red. Within seconds, he becomes ash.

The group is immediately rushed out of the chapel and back to the buses, permanently banned for bringing a “demon” to a place called SACRED Heart.

Drats.

“Rose, bring him back.” Tori crosses her arms and scolds her mother.

“D’wanna.” Rose crosses her arms and snarks back.

“Bring him back. Right now.” Tori points to the ground.

“Ughhhhh. Fiiiiiiiiiiiine.” Rose relents and coughs up the few soul fragments she ate off of him earlier. Using the power to create matter, she rebuilds Astarion and replaces his consciousness with one that was his is a universe almost identical to theirs. Like. One where Ace had good taste in men, instead of this one. 

Anyways. I dont remember anything about Fairfield, just know, Astarion died in the chapel again. He was rebuilt and replaced, no worries. 

THE DOG THE DOG THE DOG. I love you Jonathan  🫶

The gang gets to pet another statue. Good luck!!! Yay!! I don’t remember anything else tbh. I do NOT be remembering. Uh.

Fast forward to dinner at UCONN?!?!?!!!?!?!?

The group, naturally, find a table in the far back. 

The moment the tour guide finishes speaking, nyoom. Seconds later Grant Gustin returns to the table with 5 plates of food. Two of them are entirely pasta. He’s carbmaxxing.

“That’s… a lot.” Kate says slowly, looking at plates.

“We’ve seen him eat three rotisserie chickens in one lunch period, this is light work.” Ace replies, getting ready to leave the table with the others. Grant Gustin used his super speed to get his stuff, the others still gotta get their food fr!!!
“We gotta try the pizza, Connecticut is allegedly the pizza capital of the U.S.” Kylie points out, referring to a sign she and Ace saw on the way in.

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Kate claims and she would know, she’s a pizza connoisseur. 

“Over like… New York… or Chicago?” Riley asks, skeptical.

“That’s what we said.” Ace nods, then glances at… no one on their left, “Right?”

Dean leans over to whisper to whoever is closest, for once, it’s not Riley, “…Is there someone I’m not seeing?”

Kylie responds, “We think they’re hallucinating their dead boyfriend.”

Dean nods, “Oh. It happens. Mine went to super hell to protect me.”

Kylie stops and stares at Dean for a second because what in the fanfic does THAT mean. What even is super hell. Kylie has been on Earth since the beginning and never once heard of super hell, she wonders if it’s like a worse version of the speed force. She honestly figures she doesn’t want to know and just nods. Twin does NOT need to worry about Grant Gustin going to super hell which would likely be her next line of thought. Kylie accepts defeat and walks away to go get dinner, she, like everyone, is wondering if college food sucks,

Riley, being bold for once, takes Dean’s hand and leads him behind Kylie and into the belly of the beast (the college dinner place). There’s not really a lot honestly. Salad, pizza, pasta. That’s like it. There’s cookies and ice cream for dessert but that doesn’t really serve any purpose at this point. There is pepsi though, that’s pretty cool. We like pepsi here. Everyone disperses in favor of eating because Amelia knows a bunch of hangry teenagers is like a recipe for disaster. Well, to be fair, our specific group together is already pretty bad but imagine adding the element of being hangry? Multiple supernatural creatures and eldritch beings and otherwise being hangry in one place? Say goodbye to this timeline. 

Anyways. Everyone returns to the table and quickly they realize Connecticut pizza is kinda mid. Not worth calling it the pizza capital of the US. They’re rewriting the ‘welcome to Connecticut’ sign for Rose to magically change when Max returns to the table with… Florian but in an ever so slightly different font? 

“You guys!! Another French guy and I like this one!!!” Max exclaims, throwing Astarion’s plate (he keeps one for aesthetic, the teachers get worried when he doesn’t at least have a plate even though he doesn’t eat human food) into the trash.

Astarion takes a deep breath and sneers, “You’re so lucky we’re in public.”

Tori places a hand on Astarion’s shoulder, “Max. That’s Florian. We know Florian.” The carbon copy smiles a little wider.

“Yeah no that’s not Florian. Florian doesn’t smile, the muscles in his face that form into a smile have atrophied. That’s a skinwalker right there.” Ace looks the carbon copy up and down.

The group swears they hear the wind whisper, “Didn’t know Connecticut had those. Wouldn’t have kms if I knew that.” They conveniently ignore it.

“That has to be Florian though. We would’ve noticed if there were two of them.” Kate muses, squinting at the carbon copy.

“Yeah. If there were two mean French twinks, not counting Max, we’d totally know. Tori’s twink finding sense would’ve started tingling!” Kayla very helpfully points out. 

“Oh come on!” Tori crosses her arms. Astarion wordlessly uncrosses her arms and places her hand back on his shoulder. 

“What? It’s true!” Kayla defends her point, “Right, Mack?”

Mack was building an ice cream… concoction with Wyll but she agrees anyway because she’s Mack, “Right!”

“See?” Kayla says.

Max finally speaks up again to get everyone’s attention, “GUYS–”

The carbon copy cuts him off, “I’m–”

Ace cuts the carbon copy off, “Yeah no. The accent’s wrong, that’s not Florian.”

“Why do you have his accent memorized?” Grant gustin finally pulls himself out of carbmaxxing to question.

“I know the voices that egg on my super ego.” Ace answers simply, taking a sip of pepsi, “Riley’s for example.”

“I’m not that mean to you.” Riley defends herself mid pizza bite.

“We’re all pretty mean to each other, to be fair.” Rose validates both points. Riley is very mean to Ace but everyone is mean to everyone so Ace’s point is still kinda moot. No one is right but everyone is right. Call that Schrodinger’s Correctness.

Before they can derail once more, “Can I introduce myself or not–”

Never guess what? Carbon copy is cut off AGAIN, this time by Florian, “Eugene, what’re you doing here?”

“Hot guy invited me to sit with you guys. Make room, twin of mine.” Eugene elbows Florian in the side and this is the most disgusted anyone has seen Florian look since the first time he heard Ace open their mouth. 

“Pute.” Florian sneers at his twin.

“What did Maman say about s/ut shaming :/” Eugene places his plate next to Max’s and crosses his arms as he looks at his twin mockingly.

“It’s almost uncanny, those two…” Wyll mutters at the two brothers, literal carbon copies of each other. Just realized I never introduced Wyll. I’ve decided he’s in MacK’s advisory and he started talking to her on the bus, something about sympathy for Gale’s death (he always liked her and is trying to shoot his shot now that Gale is dead).

“It’s like someone hit copy and paste.” MacK whispers in response.

“I have a twin. Why is that such a big deal??” Florian asks, pushing his salad around on his plate. Ace places a chicken nugget on his plate and he glares. He stabs it and eats it, but glares.

“There’s just.. Two of you. You’re already… a lot, for lack of a better word.” Astarion says slowly, not intending to offend but it’s FLORIAN. Well no, he definitely wants to offend but Tori told him he has to be nice to people.

“He’s worse. Different spectrum, but worse.” Florian informs the group.

“I don’t think anyone could be worse than you.” Ace points out because Ace hates Florian’s guts. He doesn’t dignify the schoolyard taunt with a response. 

“Can I speak now?” Eugene asks finally.

“No.” Florian says swiftly.

“Any other opinions?” Eugene looks to the rest. Collectively, just because it was Max who brought him over, they also decide no, he may not speak.

“Can’t we just be nice–” Max is again cut off.

“Nope, you can’t talk either.” Astarion slaps a hand over Max’s mouth.

Everyone smiles gleefully at the shutting up of everyone’s least favorite twink. Life is good, sure, there’s a new twink to worry about, but who cares? The group breaks into randomized groups as they talk, kinda like actual lunch. Like Tori, Kylie, Max & Astarion (considered one entity, not two people) will be talking about one. Rose tortures Grant Gustin while Kylie is distracted. Kate, not having her ear buds, joins the conversation between Dean and Riley. Kayla, MacK, and Wyll discuss Kayla’s most recent interest, this one guy named Law. Florian sits in silence because he hates everyone at the table. Ace is working on some writing piece or another while whispering to their grief induced hallucination. Eugene is trying his best to find where he fits in (we all know it’s going to be with the other twinks but. We can pretend). 

Anyways. The admins have decided that dinner should end right here, right now because they have a game to catch!! Everyone tosses their plates and begins the walk to the volleyball game.

“Dude, do you think this is gonna be like Haikyuu?” Ace looks at Kayla on the arena, cort, whatever.

“Ace.” Kayla places a hand on Ace’s shoulder, “This is definitely gonna be like a Haikyuu game.”

“WELL.” Eugene, the Florian carbon copy and supposed identical twin cuts in, “Football, or soccer to you Americans, is way better than volleyball.”

“Nobody cares. Shut up.” Florian smacks his brother in the back of the head as he walks forward. 

“Come on, Eugene, don’t make me agree with Florian.” Ace complains, unsure which bothers them more, the sound of Eugene’s voice and useless opinions or Florian’s entire existence. 

Eugene rn:

Meanwhile, “I remember the last time I was in Connecticut. Dad, Sammy, and I were taking care of a vamp nest–”

Astarion sneers, “You don’t say?”

“Yeah man, I don’t know what you want me to say. They were sucking people dry, ya know, ganking them.” Dean shrugs, not all too worried about offending Astarion, who grimaces

“Eugene sucks people dry too, could you.. Gank him too?” Florians asks, bro has BEEF with his twin brother. 

“I also volunteer Max!” Tori adds her two cents to the conversation with a grin. Max looks ever so offended by this request.

“I’m not above it.” Dean decides, eye flitting around. Likely for witnesses. 

“NO. WE’RE NOT KILLING ANYONE.” Riley scolds, she’s so sick and tired of having to baby her friends and keep them from committing crimes and other wordly (and unwordly) troubles. Dean raises his hands in defeat, it’s been less than 24 hours and he’s decided that he’s entirely devoted to Riley and if she says no to killing, then, unfortunately, no killing. Dean knows he could die any day at any time in his line of work so he lives hard and fast, he loves hard and fast. He’s not one for commitment so he’s not sure how long this… thing with Riley will last but he holds fast for now. The last time he decided to be this devoted to a person, they went to super hell. 

Instead these guys just end up at a volleyball game. There are metal detectors. Knowing us, that can’t be good at all.

Rose tries to walk through and she sets off the metal detector, “My bad.” She takes a bomb out of her pocket. She tries again and it goes off, “My bad.” She discards a knife from her person. She tries again and sets the alarm off again. She sighs heavily and gets rid of her long sword back from the war. She tries again and proceeds to set off the alarm again, “Sorry again.” She puts down her 9mm and tries again. The alarm goes off. She throws her katana away and almost hits Max, “Crap. I missed.” 

“HEY.” Max tries to advocate for himself but he’s cut off by the metal detector going off again.

Rose huffs once more, “I can’t believe this.” She gets rid of a sniper rifle, a musket, a hunting knife, some c4, a couple sticks of dynamite, and a few blocks of TNT. The machine still goes off. Everyone is staring in horror at this point. She gives up. She snaps her fingers and everything disappears for a moment. When everything returns to normal she’s on the other side of the metal detector and no one is none the wiser to everything she put back in her pockets nor the things that never left her pockets. 

Dean has to dump all his weapons, Astarion has to pour out his thermos and leave what will likely become a crime scene in the near future when someone finds a random pool of blood, Rose has to leave all excess energy outside to be regained at a later time (side effect of everything she just prior), and Grant Gustin can’t bring in all the snacks he brought to satisfy his carb needs because he’s yet to get a doctor’s note about that when he really should.

After THAT let down, the game has started and everyone is just getting in. Uconn Huskies vs Karasuno Crows. Personally, I’ve never seen a husky and a crow fight but here we are tonight, folks. UCONN vs KARASUNO, who’s winning?!?!

“Wait, does anyone understand volleyball?” Tori ends up.

“They basically hit the ball back and forth and when it falls on the ground the other team loses a point.” Max doesn’t know a lot about volleyball, but he wants to impress Tori so he shares what he knows.

It’s actually Eugene, local jock, who ends up monologuing about volleyball and the rules. No, I will not write that out because I don’t know anymore about volleyball than Max does (this is a partial lie, but Haikyuu has only taught me so much).

Everyone kinda just stares at him when he finishes, Rose is the one who speaks up, “What did we say about talking?”

“Not to :(“ Eugene frowns. 

“Good.” Rose pats his head thus rendering him immobile for a moment but he regains control over his limbs momentarily. Everyone makes their way to the stands eventually. They make their way into a little configuration where the entire group of 15 can talk to each other without interrupting the entire game, which has been going on for a solid 20 minutes before they even sat down.

They direct their attention to the match, “Waiiitttt, the little one with orange hair got hops!!” Rose watches the black haired setter set the ball and the orange one jumps as high as humanly possible to hit it over the next, UCONN blocks it because you know they stay cooking. 

“That’s just like me!! I’m super short and I’m a middle blocker too!!” MacK grins.

Wyll looks at her, “You’re a middle blocker? Don’t you like… need to be tall for that?”

“I jump super high so I’m good.” MacK replies, do we believe her? Sure. Why not?

The teams are playing valiantly, the group watches a guy with green hair flub a serve after they barked at him, thus scoring UCONN a point which allows UCONN to serve themself. They serve and theyyyyyyyyy…. GET AN ACE.

Ace was staring into empty space, as they tend to do lately, “Why is my name on the screen.”

“They got an ace!!” Tori looks up from the row in front of them.

“I see…” Ace replies then immediately sticks their tongue out and does the zesty sonic thing. 

Florian glares at them but he yawns before he can say anything, much to everyone’s joy. Love when that guy shuts up. Mostly Ace but regardless. 

“Awwww is it past somebody’s bedtime~” Eugene taunts his twin brother.

“Kill yourself.” Florian replies, fighting back another yawn. 

Eugene rn:

Unfortunately, no one cares. Back to the game.

Everyone is actually running toward the net on the orange side, the black haired guy is setting, but everyone is running no one has any clue who is about to spike it fr. The buzzcut guy hits it and…. IT BREAKS UCONN’S DEFENSE AND FALLS.

Now it’s on Karasuno to serve. 

Rose starts barking at the guy serving, he looks like a japanese version of Florian but with glasses. Ace joins in on the barking. As does Tori and reluctantly, Astarion. Dean, too, is barking with MacK and Wyll. Most people in the arena are barking at the guy trying to serve. Number 11. He looks into the stands at the group and just stares quietly. He’s saying bad words in his head but he can’t openly chew out a bunch of high schoolers as a grown man in college. He accepts this loss and serves. He does NOT get an ace. His serve actually just barely makes it over the net. He glowers at the group once more.The barking thing actually really works.

UCONN as they receive the ball go in for the kill with a perfect synchronized attack, similar to the one Karasuno tried earlier. The goes flying when one of the players spikes it, it breaks Karasuno’s defense and flies toward the white line. The japanese Florian goes for the receive, just barely misses it but a guy with brown hair who sports the number 1 picks it up. The black haired setter gets it and sends it to the orange haired boy again… The ball hits the ground on the other side. The ref calls a time out. UCONN claims that was 4 touches and thus the point goes to them. Karasuno argues that the blond guy didn’t touch the ball before number 1, the captain, got it. A brief recess is called to review the tapes.

“I’ve literally never cared about sports in my life but I hope UCONN got that ball.” Ace crosses their arms. 

“I swear I saw 11 touch it. I swear!” Kylie adds on, trying to replay the footage in her mind. Grant Gustin nods because he agrees with everything Kylie says. If he doesn’t agree, know that that is NOT Grant Gustin. 

“He totally did.” Kayla nods, then whispers to Dean, sitting in front of her, “I wasn’t paying attention.”

Dean shakes his head, “Neither was I.” He was watching Riley the whole time, the way her light blue orbs moved back and forth across the court following the ball. The last person who looked at him the way Riley watched that ball… Castiel. In place, Dean wishes Riley would look at him that way. Look at him like he’s a volleyball in the middle of a match, which feels stupid to think, but he misses the feeling of being loved. He has Sammy, sure, but the love of a brother is different than what he’s craving. No mom, emotionally absent dad, a little brother who wants nothing more than to escape, how could he not long to be loved properly. Dean knows he can’t commit, only Amelia knows how long he’s staying in this school. He can’t fall, let Riley fall just to leave her. Of course he doesn’t know that the reality warping entity in the friendgroup would just change the timeline to bring him back if he did leave, but the idea is sentimental regardless. 

I know I mentioned Castiel like 2 chapters ago as if he was alive and we knew him but I changed my mind. We changed timelines again. Blame Rose, not my shitty writing and plotholes. Or don’t. Blame whatever and whoever. I’m, allegedly, hallucinating my dead boyfriend, you can’t hurt me.

Riley suddenly speaks up, “He definitely touched it. Just the tip of his finger.”

“And that’s enough for the three touch rule.“ Kate nods, eating popcorn that she used her Juh powers to spawn.

Ace annexes, “Eleven touched it, 1 received, nine set, then ten spiked. That’s enough for them to not get the point.”

Florian is struggling to keep his eyes open but still speaks, “I didn’t think you cared so much about sports. Much less volleyball.”

“I don’t. My favorite anime in middle school was about volleyball and–”

“So you get all your volleyball information from a tv show?” Florian looks unimpressed.

“YOU DIDN’T LET ME FINISH.” Ace scolds Florian with an eyeroll before continuing, “As I was saying, after interacting with that content so much, actual volleyball matches and players started showing up on my feed and I learned more than I intended to.”

“Haikyuu?” Kayla asks.

“Haikyuu.” Ace confirms. 

“Guys, they’re back!” Tori points back to the court as the players return. Karasuno looks upset, especially number 11.

“Looks like it didn’t count.” Astarion observes. 

“Clearly not.” Max loves to undermine anything Astarion has to say. Astarion debates strangling Max but decides it’s too risky with all these witnesses. Then he does it anyway because he knows Rose will just hide the event from the human eye because she, too, hates Max. Max is deceased for now.

“Oh! Max.” Tori tries to seem upset but she don’t care f’real. 

“Aw. Oh no.” Ace snaps their fingers, “Drats.”

Wyll, Florian, and Eugene look alarmed. “Is no one gonna address that???” Wyll asks in a panic. They don’t know of Rose’s true power yet.

The core group looks at Max on the ground, disintegrating, and collectively respond, “Nah.”

“He’s dead! He just killed him!” Wyll urges them, looks to the rest of their classmates and back the corpse.

“Yeah, but everyone comes back to life at least once. Sure, what’s dead should stay dead, but everyone gets at least one free pass.” Dean nods, he’s died his fair share of times. 

“And how would they do that??” Eugene asks, eye darting around unsure of what to do as Max finishes disintegrating. 

“Rose, obviously.” Kate grins, “Me and Ace could help too, but even our power doesn’t really compare to Rose.”

“And what is Rose??” Florian questions.

“She’s Rose.” Kate tells him which is actually code for ‘never ask that question’.

The guys have no choice but to just accept it. Back to the game.

Karasuno is serving so everyone is barking at them, except Wyll, Florian, and Eugene who are still in shock, and the green haired guy, number 12, serves and the ball hits his hand wrong and the ball makes its way into the stand like a cannon ball, hitting MacK directly in the face, Susumaru style. There is a gap in her face as the rest of her body disintegrates in response to the trauma (death). Wyll, again, just stands there with a dropped jaw. The twins are sorta coming to terms with it. Sorta. 

Kylie looks to Wyll, “I don’t know what to tell you.”

“NO. I‘m gonna bring her back.” Rose argues.

“YOU USUALLY DON’T. SO I WAS JUST SAYING.”

“YOU DON’T GET TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO, KYLIE. WE’RE DOUBLE DIVORVED.”

“NOW WE’RE GONNA BE TRIPLE DIVORCED.”

“NUH UH. WE’RE DODECA DIVORCED.”

The broken up “couple” argue. Grant Gustin tries and fails to quell the argument. The game goes on.

Ace hears a small huff and feels a weight on their shoulder, they glance at Florian, asleep on their shoulder, “What the hell.” Their face contorts into something that’s a combination of disgust and perhaps endearment.

Eugene looks up as everyone else is wrapped up in the game and barking and stuff, “Oh yeah. He has the sleep schedule of a toddler, 9:00 PM is far past his bedtime.”

“Gross.” Ace’s expression remains the same, though they relax, just slightly. They’re still sorta side-eying Florian as they wrap an arm around him. To strangle him. Yeah. Yeah totally. That’s why. They’re totally not being nice to him or anything. No this is all a plot. Sure. Yup. 100%.

“Aww. Look at our child experiencing human emotion. I’m so proud of them.” Astarion places his hand on Tori’s shoulder as they observe the scene featuring Ace looking mildly uncomfortable, partially affectionate. Just a bit.

“We raised them so well.” Tori leans into Astarion’s shoulder. Ace still looks like they’re either plotting their way out or perhaps plotting their way into a wedding. Probably murder. 

“You literally didn’t, the same kid likes HOMELANDER.” Rose chimes, crossing her arms.

“UNPR–” Ace stops and considers Florian asleep on their shoulder, “Unprovoked. And that was before we started hacking into their security system to watch like a reality tv show!”

“Awwww.” Tori snaps a photo.

Ace:

“Die.”

And thus the game continues far into the night. I absolutely have no idea what more I could write in regards to this. I used all the plot devices I could think of for this honestly. The game eventually concludes and UCONN comes out on top. LET’S GO HUSKIESSSSSS. WOOF.  Rose swears she saw the orange haired one crying. Number 11 is still glaring at them as they leave. Ace flips him off with their free hand, number 11’s eye twitches. Ace’s other arm is around Florian’s waist. Yes, they will deny this if asked. 

The people get on their respective buses, Wyll is still asking about MacK and Max. Ace climbs up the stairs and knows this ride is going to be terrible ride because Connor’s at the wheel.

“What’s that look for?” Grant Gustin nudges Ace slightly upon seeing the look on their face. He’s pretty sure it has something to do with Florian.

He is wrong.

“We’re all gonna die.” Ace sighs and sits back in their seat, puts their headphones on, and accepts it. 

Live Grant Gustin Response:

When Ace says stuff like that, they’re typically right, unless they’re being particularly deprecating but it’s hard to tell the difference with them. 

“We’re all going to die eventually. Silly Ace.” Rose has a smile plastered on her face as if she can’t see Connor at the wheel. Little does everyone, but Ace, know, while Connor was driving after he got his permit last year, he purposely crashed into a tree while illegally driving on his own. A split second decision that Connor cannot explain why he made. His ass had (has? He’s still in this realm and #aceisstillindenial) borderline personality disorder. He couldn’t explain most of his split second decisions. Ace was one of those split second decisions, he just happened to not regret that one as much as the others. Not to say he didn’t regret it sometimes, him and Ace that is. 

“Don’t rub mortality in my face, that’s a sore subject.” Ace musters, settling back in their seat.

“You.. good, Ace?” Kate asks as she takes her spot by the window across from Ace.

“Yeah, you kinda look like you’re putting the dread in existential dread.” Astarion points out.

Ace take a deep breath and just holds it instead of letting it out, “All good. Connor is at the wheel and that never goes well is all.” 

“Ace, my child, Connor is dead. He can’t be at the wheel.” Astarion says softly and Ace still flinches like an abused child. They let out that breath they were holding and turn up their music. Tori and Kylie glance at each other but sit down regardless.

Tori tries to lighten the mood, “So who’s excited about the hotel and seeing who we’re rooming with?”

“OM, I’m so excited. I just put down everyone on the list– except Max– and I’m hoping for the best.” Kylie crosses her fingers as she thinks about her dream room assignment. The most unrealistic part about her dream room is that Grant Gustin is there and she knows their Catholic school is NOT letting that happen. 

“Oh my gosh, me too.” Kate chimes in, “There’s no way they could do this wrong.”

“And it’s been like 3 years, they gotta know who we hang out with by now. I doubt an overnight thing is a time they’d try to push the ‘make new friends 🌈✨’ agenda.” Rose points out, unfolding her own headphones, jerking slightly as the bus lurches with a start.  She doesn’t react because she knows just as well as Ace that they’re so cooked.

“What do you think they’ll do with the new kids? You know, like Wyll–” Grant Gustin begins to ask.

Astarion interrupts, “Wyll got here last year with me.”

“…He’s been here a year and I never noticed him?” Grant Gustin sounds distraught at the thought of not noticing a potential friend.

“He was just a background character last year. We never notice anything outside the friend group.” Rose, 4th wall breaking entity, comments.

“…You’re so right?” Grant Gustin is confused. He glances at Kylie for some sort of explanation, Kylie shrugs as if she’s not low key an eldrich being on a similar to Rose except she’s a neutral good instead of chaotic evil. She’s mostly not talking because she’s sleepy and she knows she’s a little bit evil when she’s sleepy.

The drive continues and everyone kinda just vibes like before. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up. The bus speeds up– You get the point. They’re basically at F1 speeds now and the bus is chaos as they try to figure out who the hell is driving the bus as if Ace didn’t TELL them because why would we believe Ace, blinded by grief.

The bus swerves off the road and rolls into a ditch. The white light is blinding. At least for most people on bus 2.

Meanwhile on bus 1, “Did you guys see that?” Riley asks, leaning out of her seat to look out the windshield. 

“See what?” Kayla asks, looking up from her phone. You already know she downloaded some anime for the ride fr. 

“Hm.” Riley hums, “Guess it was nothing.”

“Could be a Djinn.” Dean suggests. Everyone looks at him weird, “Sorry.”

“Anyone excited about rooms?” Kayla asks, changing the subject. Florian snores in response, bro is KNOCKED out. 

“Yeah. I think so. I put down you guys and like Janin and Ella, you know.” Riley shrugs a little, glancing out the windshield again. She realizes she can’t see bus 2. She tries to write it off as some Rose related scheme, but as the Holy Spirit she knows there’s something more to it. Dean nudges her and raises a brow, a passing streetlight is reflected in his apple green eyes. Riley shakes her head and looks away. Dean looks at her a bit longer.

“Yeah. Don’t wanna know what that was.” Kayla shakes her head and closes Netflix, “You guys wanna play crazy 8s?”

“With just us 3?” Dean asks, he pulls out his phone regardless. 

“I’m sure someone else on bus 2 will join.” Kayla waves a hand, dismissing Dean’s question.

“Nah.” Dean says, “Ace is hallucinating that Connor guy and that seems time consuming. Kylie and Grant are probably–”

“Grant Gustin. Not just ‘Grant’.” Kayla corrects Dean as she sets up the match.

“Whatever. Grant Gustin and Kylie are probably distracted with their ooey gooey couple stuff. Tori is probably wrapped up in the vamp. Kate might join and we know Rose is playing Cookie Run Kingdom.” Dean continues, “Florian is dead asleep. Eugene and Wyll are… no where to be found. It’s sounding like a game of 3.”

“Then so be it. Who cares?” Kayla sends the invitation to the group chat.

Phones ding in a ditch. 

Only Riley, Kayla, and Dean join. They create brand new rivalries during these matches. Dean and Riley smile and giggle (for lack of better word) as they try to hide their phone screens from each other as they play since we all know Dean is 100% trying to cheat and get a glimpse of Riley’s cards. Kayla looks into the camera like this is The Office, unfortunately she thinks this is the wrong form of media. Either way she makes a vow not to play a game with just herself and a couple. She kinda wishes Rose had brought MacK back before they left for the hotel. Not Max though, he can stay gone. Kayla’s starting to wonder why Rose hasn’t done that yet. They get to the hotel before she gets to voice her slight concern. When they get there, they’re the only bus. The teachers up front of whispering rapidly to each other, pacing, sending out phone calls. Then. Reality warps. Bus 2 arrives and it’s like nothing ever happened, as a result, MacK and Max reappear on the bus.

“Hey guys!” MacK smiles, not at all concerned by the being brought back to life. She’s so Kenny coded.

“Ugh.” Max rolls his eyes, he hates when Rose just leaves him dead like that. Max glancing at a still sleeping Florian. “Can we go in yet?”

“Shh shh. They’re giving room assignments!” Kayla reaches over to smack a hand over Max’s mouth.

Do with this information as you all would like in preparation for the next chapter.

Assigned Rooms:

• Kate, Tori, Ace
• Kylie, Rose, Grace
• Riley, Kayla, MacK
• Grant Gustin, Wyll, Astarion, 
• Max, Eugene, Florian (the french room)

Day in the Life: Chapter 2

still screaming into the void and I will continue to do so

Ace Christ. It’s like 7am. They’re outside in the cold waiting for buses. They’re in two separate groups unfortunately.

Group 1 is cold and shivering. Not Mack though, she’s short and therefore closer to hell so she’s warm. Kayla is wearing a lit jacket and holding it close to her body.

Max is harassing Florian who looks oddly adjusted. Maybe it’s because the French are soulless and therefore do not feel the cold. 

Riley is uh. Missing.

Finally bus one gets to board, everyone grouping together near the front. Sure, they’re the main characters of THIS, let’s be real they’re losers. The back is for the cool kids. And also Ace would feel half bad for sitting in the back because their sister in Amelia, Rosa Parks, fought too hard to willingly sit there, but we can worry about Ace later when we discuss the superior bus group. 

“Okay. So who brought the stuff?” Kayla asks, looking at the people around her.

“The stuff?” Florian raises a single brow, tired (despite being a morning person) and underwhelmed.

“I got the stuff!!!” Mack pulls out blackjack cards.

“We’re gambling already?” Max asks, pulling a sleep mask over his eyes, leaning back in his chair. He’s in the aisle seat so he can talk to Kayla and MacK. Florian got the window seat because he wasn’t really interested in interacting but then they mentioned stuff and much to his dismay, he’s nosy. 

“Already?” Florian cannot fathom gambling in school because he’s soooooo perfect.

“Of course we’re gambling. You thought we were gonna spend an entire 2, 3 hour ride doing nothing? Cough up the money, rich boy.” Kayla makes grabby hands at Max, promptly realizing he can’t see.

“I can feel you making grabby hands. I didn’t start my theater career to fund your gambling addiction, Kayla.” Max sighs dramatically, peeking at her from under his mask. He gives her about $100 in tens and fives. 

“Thanks, Max!” Mack grins, she begins to split the money between her and Kayla.

Kayla takes the money back, “I don’t trust you to split this.”

“Fair enough.” Mack nods.

“Florian, are you playing with us or not?” Kayla asks, “Because if you are we’re going to need more money.”

“I…” He wants to say no, figures he should say no. His mom would hate to hear he’s gambling on school trips, so of course he replies, “Sure.”

Florian is a prick, yes, but he’s still a teenager who wants to disobey his mom.

“Okay Max, cough up another $20.” Kayla puts a hand out to Max again, who sighs once more.

“But to make it divisible by three wouldn’t we just need $2? Divisibility rules say all the numbers in a number must add to 3 to be divisible by it and if you add 2 to 100, you get 102, and 1+2=3?” Florian nerds out. We all need to nerd out like Florian fr. Maybe we’d all pass math with flying colors.

“Shhhhh. I’m trying to scam him.” Kayla waves a hand at Florian, who once again is shocked by Americans and the things they do.

“Come on, Max. $20. You know you want to.” MacK grins, doing the same grabby motion Kayla had done earlier. 

“I think I like Florian’s idea more.” Max comments, digging into his wallet. Who carries cash honestly? “Ugh. $20?”

“No, $100 is enough. I’m here now.” Riley comes up to them, panting slightly.

“Where have you been?” Florian looks at her with a touch of scrutiny, he honestly thought she was the most respectable in the group. 

“My dad made me late.” Riley scans the area for a seat. Her eyes land on a free aisle seat. Next to… DEAN WINCHESTER???

“OH yeah! We sat here on purpose so you could sit near him but it looks like you’re actually next to him.” MacK explains to Riley, who is slowly turning pink.

“I could move and sit next to–” Florian begins to offer, the nicest thing he’s done.

“Don’t you DARE try to take this from me.” Riley scolds him.

Florian backs down. This is the last time he’ll ever attempt being kind.

Riley looks back to Dean, steps a bit closer. He’s playing air drums while listening to music. Dad rock, most likely. “Uhm. Excuse me?”

Dean looks up, you’d think he wouldn’t hear her over the Dad Rock but his hunter instincts kick in when someone is low key over his shoulder even when he’s meant to be inherently safe, like now, “Yeah?”

Riley is slightly disarmed by his apple green eyes, (damn, that’s THREE of us disarmed by men with green eyes. Bro dean, florian, AND grant gustin with the green eyes (grant gustin’s are arguably hazel but shut up unless you’re kylie)) “I just wanted to sit next to you, so I could sit by my friends.”

Dean glances at the other two, Kayla and MacK wave, “Yeah of course, gorgeous.”

“Thanks.”  Riley whispers in response to being called such a thing. It is unclear if Dean is interested or just doing his normal flirting thing. 

Kayla and Mack snicker at the exchange, “SO wait, Riley are you playing or nah?”

“No, I am.” Riley nods.

“Ooh, what’re we playing?” Dean leans over Riley to hear the others slightly better. Riley is actively dying at this point.

“Black jack!” MacK shouts.

“You guys (i accidentally typed geys, but like. That’s kinda right for half this group.) ever play poker?” Dean asks, his hand on the armrest between him and Riley, who’s slowly shrinking into the seat in nerves.

Everyone says yes, except Florian.

“What made up place are you from that you’ve never played poker?” Dean asks incredulously, looking behind him at Florian.

“France.” Florian answers simply.

“SO YOU ADMIT FRANCE IS MADE UP. HA.” MacK, a tortured French taker grins, pointing at Florian accusingly.

“Shut up.” Florian tries to glare, but despite himself he’s slightly amused.

“Stop trying to fight it, they don’t believe in les Francais.” Max makes a dramatic little gesture with his hands.

“Florian, switch seats with Max. He’s just gonna sleep the entire time anyway.” MacK says, beckoning him closer.

Florian, for once, doesn’t argue. He and Max switch seats. Dean teaches Florian the basics and Kayla teaches him to cheat on the DL via text. Yes, Florian has made it to the group chat already. Bus 1 is having a blast. Dean is flirting with Riley, Florian is slowly deciding he doesn’t hate everyone, Mack is alive! …For now.

As for Bus 2,,,

THAT BUS WAS PEAK. Honestly a good chunk of the friend group is on this one. The groups are a little,, unhinged. WHo would’ve expected Rose and Astarion to sit together? He’s being tortured, but maybe for some reason he deserves it. According to the family tree, he technically owes Rose child support for the existence of Kayla. Tori and Kate are together, naturally. The baddie squad gravitated to each other. Grant Gustin and Kylie, the perfect couple, are of course together. When aren’t they together? Ace is sitting alone, which is honestly cool with them, they always planned to sleep the entire ride anyway.

“Wait guys, I’m so ready for this!!” Tori grins, glancing around her. Kate to her right and to her left at the other double seater is Rose and Astarion. Rose is staring into the soul of Astarion, feeding off of some of his energy, which is soooo girly pop of her.

“As.. as am I, dar-darling.” Astarion slurs, feeling his energy being depleted. “Ace, can I-”

Ace is NOT paying him any mind, Ace already has their headphones on and is low key about to take a nap because they sleep best in moving vehicles. 

“Better you than me” Grant Gustin smiles a bit, glancing at Astarion and Rose. Rose looks up, her eyes glowing. Grant Gustin explodes immediately. 

“Gross :/” Ace comments.

“Rose.” Kylie crosses her arms, scolding her (currently) ex-wife.

“Ughhh fiiiiiiine.” Rose snaps her fingers and Grant Gustin refigures, but the excess energy of the blast had to go somewhere… Something is formulating. Coming back from somewhere nothing should return from, coming back wrong. 

It apparates next to Ace, “What the–” They look back at the others then to the apparition next to them. “No one sees– No? Okay.” 

Grant Gustin pants, gripping onto something to ground himself. He should be used to necromancy as often as he gets brought back from the dead. “Please stop.”

“No.” Rose answers simply, knowing he won’t argue. She’s instilled the perfect fear into him, she feasts on it. It keeps her strong. Keeps her young. 

Grant Gustin can do nothing more than whimper and bury his face into Kylie’s shoulder. Selfishly, despite him being truly distressed she’s more worried about relishing in the touch. She rubs his shoulder. The two look at each other like they’re the only things in the world. 

Astarion is gasping, trying to catch his breath, “Ace, can I PLEASE–”

Ace is staring intently at the seemingly empty seat next to them, muttering about something or another. Looking like they want to reach out, instead tugging the dark gray hoodie tighter around their shoulders in the cold bus. A mental break, everyone figures and leaves them be. It’s in character for them.

Astarion sighs and accepts defeat, he slowly withers away as his lifeforce is sucked out by his mother in law. Tori decides to turn a blind eye to this, “Bus 2 is gonna be peak!!”

“Super peak!!!” Kylie agrees.

“I can agree only because I’m not the one being tortured by Rose for once!” Grant Gustin grins to himself, Rose stares into his soul because… yeah. Grant Gustin shrinks back and leans into Kylie for protection. All powerful entity vs the one who’s just been there since the beginning for fun. 

“Ace. You good? You never miss out on an opportunity to insult Grant Gustin.” Kate removes her earbud and leans forward.

Ace perks up at their name, wipes their face quickly, “Huh?”

“Grant Gustin isn’t being tortured, you’re okay with that?” Kate continues, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“Oh absolutely not, I just… You guys don’t see him??” Ace gestures to the seat beside them.

Silence.

“…No? Are you okay?” Kylie speaks up this time.

“Really? You don’t– Yeah, I’m just losing it, I guess.” Ace shrugs, glancing at the seat once more, eyebrows knitted together, slightly distressed but when ISN’T Ace distressed to some level or another?

They can hear the voice urging them, “I’m here. I swear. You’re not crazy– Well you are, but not for this.” Literally what in the Next To Normal is happening right now. The voice is about to break into I’m Alive by Jack Wolfe.

Ace makes a blank, slightly uncomfortable expression, “Anyways. Rose, why are you feeding on Astarion, thought you didn’t care for non-human soul essence?”

“…Why do you know what kind of soul essence she prefers?” Grant Gustin asks, he already knew there was an evil alliance brewing between Ace and Rose after they blew up Max’s house last halloween.

“Tried to feed on me once.” Ace shrugs.

“That implies you’re not human??” Grant Gustin pulls away once more, unsure if he’s about to have ANOTHER supernatural entity to deal with.

“I’m Jesus, remember?” Ace reminds him blankly. Grant Gustin nods dramatically, how could he forget?

“Yeah, Ace’s soul essence isn’t as good as a regular human’s.” Rose adds on to solidify Ace’s claim about her.

“I don’t count as human though, right?? I have powers! Super speed, I AM the speed force??” Grant Gustin simply doesn’t understand.

“This isn’t your canon, Grant Gustin. You don’t have main character plot armor here.” Rose shakes her head and crosses her arms.

“He kinda does though. You just brought him back to life, that’s plot armor.” Kylie points, placing a hand on Grant Gustin’s shoulder. He nods.

“He has like secondary main character plot armor. Definitely not near as much as he- sorry. Getting my timelines mixed up, you’re not like a comic/tv/movie/game character here.” Ace remembers.

“…There’s a reality where I’m cool??” Grant Gustin asks incredulously.

Rose laughs, “There’s a whole universe where you’re a famous actor and Kylie is just one of your fangirls and you have no idea she exists.” 

Grant Gustin doesn’t reply immediately, “I would never not notice Kylie.”

“Awwwww.” Tori and Kate say, because Grylie Evstin is unfortunately super cute.

“Why can’t you say things like that?” Tori turns to Astarion, who is slowly recovering from bits of his soul being missing. They’ll grow back eventually.

“Little Love, I try my hardest to swoon you with my words.” Astarion slurs slightly from missing parts of his soul, “Much better than anything that Maximillian would say.”

“But we’re not talking about him right now. You need to be more romantic than Grant Gustin, that’s a hard bar to reach.” Ace corrects Astarion, still wary of the space next to them that’s not truly empty.

“You boyfriend was always high, you must know how hard of a bar that is to reach.” Astarion sneers.

“Okay. First of all, that was uncalled for, we don’t speak ill of the dead. Second of all, he was plenty romantic. He wrote poetry about me. What do you do for my dearest mother?” Ace retorts.

“I do plenty for your mother.” He scowls. Ace makes a blank face and rolls their eyes.

At that everyone settles into their separate corners. Grant Gustin is asleep on Kylie’s shoulder as she reads fanfic. Kate is like a main character as she looks out the window with her iconic earbuds. Astarion and Tori talk quietly between themselves. Rose is on her phone with her headphones. Ace is quietly conversing with the air beside them.

Soon they get to their first college.

Day in the Life: Chapter 1

like i said, im doing a DITL dump, i may be screaming into the void but I dont think i care. also might go on ao3?

Junior Year:

Sophomore year was a blur. Like literally. What the actual hell even happened.

Sure, you got uhh… MacK dying, Ace’s lunch melting, Max deep-throating a $5 foot long, Tori’s love triangle, Rose blowing up Max’s house for fun, the group going trick or treating together, Kylie and Grant being a power couple, MacK dying again, Ace and Connor’s situationship, Kate probably had a situationship somewhere in there too, Rose defeated an ancient god probably, Ace almost not coming back to Trinity via being broke asf, Kate being a cowgirl and still being one, MacK dying once more, and Riley getting too silly. 

…Did I mention that MacK died? 

Anyways. Everyone suffered. That’s the gist of it. The group said “Let’s hang out way more than we did last summer!!” They got two birthday parties, and only half attended each. That was it. The only notable thing that happened was Riley, formerly anti-coffee, is now pro-coffee. She switched parties.

And now they’re juniors. May Amelia have mercy upon The Hall. (Just them being together says that she abandoned this timeline)

Another one, thank you:

The hall of The Hall is packed. No one knows what the fuck is happening or where to go because the new building, but fuck it we ball. Everyone is wandering and oh- there they go.

“OH MY GOSH. HIHIHI.” -everyone ever.

“I MISSED YOU GUYS!!” Kylie jumps around and grins, Grant Gustin (recently brought back to life after Rose killed him out of jealousy and rage) stands with his arm around Kylie’s waist.

“WE MISSED YOU TOO!!!” Riley yells, grinning. 

“HEY!!” Mack and Gale run over, Gale taps Mack on the shoulder. We all see his lips moving but can’t hear his words, he takes a detour to the men’s room.

“WE’RE ALL SO BACK.” Tori shouts, the two men on her arms glare at each other, but it’s the evil polycule so there’s nothing to really do about that. 

The sillies are all gathered in the hallway by the chem lab, the place of everyone’s trauma as well as Ace and Kylie’s advisory. Where is Ace anyway-

There is an explosion. Not Ace, by the way!!

“GALE NOOOOOOOOO.” Mackenzie screams in horror as her now EX-boyfriend blows up due to the time bomb in his heart. Huge womp womp moment. MacK looks to Rose, as always, an immortal and all powerful being, and begs, “Can you bring him back 🥺”

“No.” And that’s the end of that.

“WHY NOT??”

“I don’t want to.” Rose makes an eviiillllll expression, “You all have terrible taste in men. Especially Ace.”

“Where is Ace anyway?” Kylie wonders aloud. Sobbing is heard down the corridor. 

Ace arrives, wearing more black than the dress code should allow. “Hey guys.” The dread and sorrow and misery is etched onto their face.

“???” - again everyone collectively.

“Connor is dead.” Ace is smiling, but not really, “He offed himself over the summer and–” Ace begins to sob into their mother’s shoulder.

“YIPPIE!!!” Rose jumps with joy, she flipping hated that guy. 

“OM. FINALLY– I mean. I’m so sorry, Ace!” Kylie says. Behind her mask of condolences, she, too, is celebrating. 

Actually that mask was short lived, she and Rose are holding hands and skipping around in glee. 

“My boyfriend dies and you guys rejoice. Thanks.” Ace nods, wiping their face. 

“Oh my son, he was never any good for you at all!” Max declares loudly.

“I want you to perish immediately.” Ace glares at their father.

Before anyone gets to truly comment, the bell rings they must make their way to their advisors. 

Nothing of note happens in anyone IMPORTANT’s advisory. They all go to mass, which boorrrrringggggggg. You know how that goes.

It’s actually at lunch that something entertaining happens! 

Max storms up to the table, “I’M NOT THE TOKEN NATIVE FRENCH GUY ANYMORE. UGH.”

“What?” Tori looks up, brushing black hair behind her shoulder.

“Oh. Florian?” Riley says casually, eating the yearly first day taco.

“YOU KNOW HIM?” Max slams his hands on the table, everyone glares at him because they’re outside on an unstable plastic table. If their food falls SO HELP THEM AMELIA.

“Not really. I saw his name in my AP Chem classroom on schoology. Figured he was French from his last name.” Riley shrugs, she begins to continue. “I mean, Bilo—“

“SHUT UP. I DONT CARE. I INVITED HIM TO SIT WITH US. I’M SORRY.” Max scrambles to say, as if they’re going to crucify him for inviting a friend.

“Why are you apologizing?” Kate speaks up, she graces everyone with being attentive because it’s the first day of school. She’ll go back to being the headphone queen in the next chapter— I mean tomorrow. 

“BECAUSE HE’S AN ASSHO— HI FLORIAN!” Max turns to the other other OTHER blond. There’s three blonds now. Not including Astarion, his hair is white. Not blond or even platinum.

Florian’s face is in a sort of scowl, it looks out of place with his light curly hair and his soft green eyes, “You harassed me all of advisory just to call me an asshole and make me sit with them?” He looks over the group of people.

“You’re not exactly changing minds. You’re being a bit of an asshole.” Ace looks him up and down, it’s a more scrutinizing than flirty gesture. 

“Is this how Americans standardly greet guests?” His French accent cuts through his sentence, you can hear the hint of French Canadian he acquired via living in Canada after France. 

“When they’re assholes, yes.” Ace nods. Riley steals their water bottle. “What the fuck, man :/“ 

“No water bottle until you play nice.” Riley scolds, she swears she somebody’s mom.

“Welcome, Florian!” Tori smiles. She introduces herself and then the rest of the group. Florian is still visibly annoyed as he sits down at the table, wondering if a single person at this table is normal. Riley is currently in the lead.

“Okay. Dean Winchester. How do I get him?” Riley asks, looking around the table. She is no longer in the lead.

“Dude. Dean will literally go for like anyone that breathes.” Ace says, wanting their water bottle back.

“Not as much as Sam though, he’s as long as they’re humanoid.” Kylie comments looking around.

“Well what about that Castiel guy?” Kate suggests, scrolling through netflix, glances at the other few.

“Yeah, Cas. He’s an angel, but there’s something about him. Not the fallen part. He’s lived with humanity long enough, lost his powers and regained them enough times that he’s more human.” Ace offers perspective, they begin to turn to their left, that’s where Connor always was. They remember he’s not there and turn back to the others. “Uh yeah. All that to say, go for him.”

“What if he leaves again? He said he moves schools a lot when he introduced himself in advisory!” Riley complains, obviously anxious about the bowlegged boy.

“We have a reality bending entity in the friend group and you’re worried about THAT?” Grant Gustin asks, a bit bewildered. Which makes sense because he’s afraid of Rose. She literally killed him over the summer out of jealousy and rage after her and Kylie’s 67th divorce. Then she brought him back.

“Okay, but howwww?” Riley begs, putting her head in her hands.

“Just talk to him! He won’t kill you.” Kate insists, looking at Riley who is slowly pulling her hair out.

“He may try to kill me.” Astarion comments. :/ He feels some type of way about monster hunters for obvious reasons. He sips from a mysteriously red stained thermos.

“But the point is he won’t try to kill her. Not everything is about you.” Max rolls his eyes, still holding his grudge against Astarion. Astarion glares back.

“Dean’s a nice guy, a little intense, but nice! You’ll be okay, Riley.” Kylie encourages, Grant Gustin nods along. He agrees with everything his girlfriend says. Loser. 

“I could totally message him on like insta or something for you if you have it. I’ve done it before.” Ace suggests, reaching for their phone.

Riley sighs heavily, “No, I’ll talk to him myself.”

Florian scowls, “I’m so above this.”

“No one is forcing you to be here- RILEY.” Ace begins to be hostile to Florian but Riley steals Ace’s lunchbox.

“Be NICE.”

“But HE’S not nice!” 

“Je suis juste ici.” Florian glares at Ace, who glares back.  

“Now now, children.” Tori flaps her hand at the two, Max nods because why WOULDN’T he agree with the ex wife he’s trying to get back with.

“I’m not a child.” Florian scoffs, crossing his arms.

“You’re acting like one.” Ace replies, instinctively blocking Riley from stealing something new.

“That’s why your boyfriend is dead.” 

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Silence.

Ace grabs their things, leaving the stolen ones with Riley. They grab their green bag, their grip a little tighter than usual. Except it’s not the normal green bag, stuffed to the brim. It’s an olive messenger bag. Like the one Connor always carried. Actually, it is his messenger bag. 

“Woah. No one liked Connor but that was… a bit far.” Kylie speaks up first.

“Normally I just agree with Kylie just because, but… yeah. That was kind of overkill.” Grant says, eating an entire rotisserie chicken.

The bell rings and everyone packs up in silence because what. They retreat to wherever they’re meant to be for next. Going over the summer reading. 

Like always, everyone meets up after school some place or another. They haven’t elected a new bench or designated place to sit yet but they gather. The gatherers. It’s kinda short lived honestly. Everyone is tryna go home. They gotta get ready for college trips tomorrow. Oh Amelia, who let them leave the state together?

cranberry bbq seitan wings, yam mash, braised collard greens, orange pickled onion, sage ranch and cornbread with winter berry butter. vegan place by my house goes crazy for winter specials. and i got a peanut butter apple pie smoothie 😋

also my cat begging in the background bc she wants it to be real meat 😔

okay so i need to hurry up and finish Reacting to Festive DITL Bingo so. help

this is what we have right now