That Girl is a Problem

Your vote matters || Open

Marie almost shooed Boo away. She didn't, of course - that would be a terrible look for her and the stall, and also it would be a fairly mean thing to do to one of her boyfriend's closest friends. But surely Boo didn't need any convincing on who to vote for, right?

She did a quick run through of the nominees in her head - was Boo attached to any of them? Had she had a thing with Bullseye? Dipper was so terrible with gossip... Marie smiled anyways, saying, "Well, I'm sure you know who you're voting for anyway, right? Makes life a little easier when a friend gets nominated."

@boointhenight

#your vote matters #marie

"Oh, yeah, sure totally." (Said unconvincingly.) Was she voting for Dipper? Probably. She couldn't think who else was nominated but she was pretty sure Herc wasn't running this time...

She didn't want to have to decide between Dipper and Herc, that was weird.

Who else was running?

Did anyone really care that much?

"At least I'm not nominated this year, that was weird enough before. So, you're really going in on the campaign idea?"

@marie-a-bonfamille

Catch You on the Rebound || Boovu

whereforeart-thou-kovu

Kovu probably shouldn't be doing this.

No, scratch that: Kovu definitely shouldn't be doing this. His mum was not going to be happy...

If she found out.

Kovu did not plan on telling her about his hook up, though. That would be stupid. She didn't need to know what he got up to when he wasn't trying to steal InterPride out from under his cousin. (And yes, this was the exact thinking that had gotten him in the Lottie situation.)

He wasn't thinking about his mum, obviously. He didn't care what she might think. Right now, Boo tasted delicious and her tongue on the seam of his lips stoked a heat in his gut that he didn't want to ignore.

The kiss broke and Kovu frowned a little. He would be perfectly content to keep making out in this quiet corridor--

But she was probably right. If he got caught...

"Yeah, sure." Her office was closer than his anyway.

He followed her back, that anticipatory heat still in his gut.

The door clicked closed and Kovu slipped his arm around Mary's waist, pulling her to him. "Where were we?" he murmured and then went right back to kissing her.

@boointhenight

#catch you on the rebound #kovu #swynsmut #not too spicy yet but getting there

Mary made sure to flip the lock closed before being pulled back into the kiss. Her office mate probably wouldn't come back, but it was better to be safe. The sound of the lock would at least give them a moment.

She could do a lot with a moment.

A Little Late Night Snack || Bee

hauntingly-veronika

It was... honestly it was sort of miraculous that Veronika had been able to come back to herself a little. Not that she would tell this woman as much. No need to cause a real panic now. Then it would disrupt the whole inn and everyone would know...

Veronika needed to come up with a better solution.

"That's right, we can. Ahh... I can take you somewhere more comfortable too," Veronika declared, scooping the woman up into her arms. She was light enough anyway, though she had to resist inhaling more of her scent as she carried the woman up to her bedroom in the attic.

She supposed this was another risky move. Veronika could slide right back to temptation. But... this was proper caretaking. Was it not? She set the woman down on her bed. "There. Now you can recover more comfortably. I really am... very very sorry." She never felt quite as bad when she lost control on men... but on a beautiful woman like this? It did feel rather terrible.

@boointhenight

#a little late night snack #veronika

Almost before she could process it, Veronika had scooped her up and sped up the hallway to a part of the Inn that Boo had never seen before. She couldn't do much to appreciate it now, but she would later. Just for the fact of finally getting to see somewhere new.

The sudden speed had her head swimming slightly (probably the blood loss), but at the same time, she could feel Cel sliding up her spine and along her skeleton to wrap around it in a warm solid grip.

It'd be better to give Cel some proper energy to work with. Luckily, it seemed like there was a chance of that.

"Hey, it's all right. It's tough living in a town like this right? I mean, best case scenario we'd talk about this all before hand, but I know what place I'm hanging out inside. You aren't the first vampire I've been with. And I think there are a lot of ways we can still ahve fun - if you want.

@hauntingly-veronika

johnestfellow

Just Your Average Sywnlake Dream || Gibbington

johnestfellow

"So these things kind of have a set schedule?" he furrowed his brow. Wonderful. Well... at least he could maybe prepare for them more in the future.

This was only the second dream he'd experienced. And both of the ones he'd had had been... experiences.

"Yeah, they certainly were a fun part to it all," he nodded. Though he didn't do much flying in the dream. He had memories of flying, but... That wasn't something he was capable of by the time he was living in that life.

His back hurt. John went to sit down, inviting Mary to join him if she'd like.

"So these dreams can really be anything, huh? And, I suppose, anything can happen in them..." the amusement park one had been far more tame compared to this one. Nobody had died there.

"Do people usually talk to each other about... how they interacted with one another inside the dreams or am I supposed to just ignore that that happened? And that it happened... as dragons..."

@boointhenight

#just your average swynlake dream #johnw

"Well, yes and no. There's a couple times of year where the dreams are more common, but they don't happen every year. So, a lot of times something will happen around Valentine's Day. Something usually happens around April 1, but sometimes its a dream and sometimes its something magical around town. Then there's pretty much always one in early August."

It was kind of a strange schedule, and she didn't understand why the pacing was the way it was. Still, better than something happening in December. She was terrified of whatever Christmas hallmark au it would shove them in if it did.

"But yeah, they're usually inspired by some book or tv show or something like that, but it kinda depends. Remember our old Mayor Hades? I had to duel him to the death in a Game of Thrones one. Barely made it through that one. Or in the Regency one, Phil was my boss and got me pregnant. I kind of preferred the murder to be honest." Joking. Kind of.

Shifting closer, she ran one hand down John's arm. "Depends on the person and what you want. I'm happy to talk about stuff. Other people aren't. You find your group that matches your freak and go from there."

@johnestfellow

thedipster

The Epic Highs and Lows of Internet Virality || Bopper

thedipster

Yeah, Dipper was going to say yes.

Maybe there was a more principled, righteous person out there who would go no thanks! Not after you screwed me over again and again!

Dipper wasn’t that person.

The fact was — Dipper needed this. Dipper needed the resources that cooperating with the department would provide. This wasn’t compromising anything that was important to him. If he had compromised his values, this entire situation wouldn’t be happening. What Dipper cared about was his research and his methods and his findings. That was what he would never change.

But playing along with Pride University in exchange for full support and resources without having to change anything about his thesis? Or Boo’s thesis?

Yeah, he’d do that.

“Alright,” Dipper said, sticking out his hand. “You’ve got yourself a deal. We’ll be your official research outreach liaisons. And in exchange, we’ll get whatever we need to finish both our thesis and full support from the university when pursuing publication.”

“Naturally,” said Atkinson. He bared all his teeth in his smile. “We should set up a weekly meeting. So that we can discuss how the department can best help you — and how you can best serve us in this exciting time! My, my this subject has certainly rapidly evolved since I started.”

No shit, Dipper thought, darting his eyes briefly to Boo.

@boointhenight

#dipper #The Epic Highs and Lows of Internet Virality

It felt a little bit like making a deal with a demon, complete with the smile you shouldn't believe in.

Maybe that was what made this so easy. Boo and Dipper had done exactly that on multiple occasions for way more complicated stakes. Atkinson could only dream of being as terrifying as the beings they'd dealt with to get where they were.

There was a sparkle of humor as Boo met Dipper's eyes, but she schooled her expression by the time she glanced back.

"Sure, I'll connect with your assistant to see what timing would work for a weekly meeting on all of our schedules." It'd be annoying, but there wasn't that long until graduation. They could make it work.

"Excellent. We'll forward you those first communications. I should leave you to your....research for the day."

With a fake smile, Atkinson waved a hand and swept out of the room.

It only took untilt he door closed for Boo to start laughing.

@thedipster

Dress to Impress || Possessed Doll

kenneth-carson

@boointhenight

Ken didn't really understand why putting ring string in one's apartment would make other people view you as crazy, but that didn't matter! What did was getting Mary some clothes that she was comfortable in and that looked good!

Then again, given Mary's confidence and general attitude, it was hard to imagine her looking bad in anything– except for something that made her feel like someone she wasn't, as she had alluded to.

"Okay. And what makes you feel like you? Start from the bottom to the top. What kind of shoes? Trousers or a skirt? Blouse or dress?" he asked. "If you could pick anything, what would it be?"

"Black," she said instantly, letting out an amused breath. But it was true. "I mean, some color is probably okay, like accent stuff, but mostly black." Thank fuck that was one of those colors typically considered professional. As long as it didn't look too much like she was going to a funeral.

"But besides that I guess...I don't know. I usually only wear dresses and stuff when its like, prom or Pierrot's, so I guess more trousers for work stuff? But maybe a skirt of a dress would be better considering these are like, old stuffy academics."

See, it was this kind of stuff she didn't like to have to think about. Now the way she looked was going to say something to these people and they were going to make decisions about her. It sucked.

@kenneth-carson

#ken #dress to impress

audrey-auto-motive

Never Checks the Rearview || Baudrey

audrey-auto-motive

#never checks the rearview #audrey #swynsmut

A Little Late Night Snack || Bee

hauntingly-veronika

Veronika had lost control.

She would have to apologize once she was able to think past the frantic need for blood blood blood. The way that her ears were ringing and all she could hone in on was this beautiful woman's heartbeat.

She drank a good bit before she pulled back a little, licking her lips. "I'm sorry," Veronika managed to say. "I... you have no idea how badly I've needed this," she confessed, leaning in to lick up some of the blood that pooled at where she had bitten.

And she wanted more. She ached for more. "You're so beautiful," Veronika praised her, taking a breath in to appreciate her scent a little further. "I can make it up to you." Probably. She wasn't ready to lose that taste... and she didn't want to use compulsion.

@boointhenight

#a little late night snack #veronika

There was probably an argument to be made that she should start screaming.

After all, they were alone, Veronika hadn't asked, and she didn't show any signs of stopping. Those were the kinds of things that were typically considered a red flag in terms of the 'feeding and not getting murdered' kind of interaction. Boo would really really prefer not to be murdered. It got in the way of so many of her plans.

But she didn't scream yet, instead just running her hands through Veronika's hair and tried to figure out if she was feeling faint yet.

"Well. Since I probably shouldn't be walking too much after this, I'm sure we can figure something out," Boo joked weakly. As long as she was conscious enough to enjoy it.

@hauntingly-veronika

Your vote matters || Open

Marie was standing outside of town hall with her makeshift booth, just like her Instagram post had said she would be. She had to thank NouNou for the baked goods; there was no way Marie could’ve done it without her.

As someone new approached the stall, she smiled and offered up the box of macarons. “Free treat?” She asked. “And have you thought about your prom court vote?”

#your vote matters #marie #it's been too long since we threw them together

Boo had entirely forgotten about the Instagram post. She'd seen it, sure, laughed at it, sent a text to tease Dipper, and then promptly forgotten about it in the next wave of research and student questions.

She was running an errand to town hall before work when she could smell the sugar on the wind. The familiar smiling face behind it gave her a pause. But the lure of a free macaron was too strong and she wasn't capable of resisting. "Hi Marie. Thanks. Oh, uh, not really?"

@marie-a-bonfamille

Catch You on the Rebound || Boovu

whereforeart-thou-kovu

If Mama didn't like Kovu dating the daughter of a well-to-do politician, she certainly wouldn't like the idea of him with a pizza delivery girl.

That should probably be his sign to stop, but Mary's hands were warm and practiced. He was melting under her touch. It didn't have to mean anything, he told himself. Like Mary said: he just needed to unwind. He hadn't realized until she started touching him how tense he had been.

Maybe it was a bad idea, but Kovu was used to being pampered. It turned him into putty.

And he could see in Mary's eyes that she wanted something from him too. Kovu was always very eager to please.

"Seems like we both could do," Kovu murmured, his voice having dropped lower.

He took another step forwards, close enough that it forced Mary to take a step back, across the small corridor. His hand snuck around behind her before she hit the stone wall behind her.

He tilted his head, hesitating to see if she would move away, before he closed his eyes and kissed her.

@boointhenight

#catch you on the rebound #kovu

As Kovu took a step forward, Boo grinned and allowed herself to be pushed back against the wall. Oh good. She was glad he caught on before she had to get a little less...subtle.

After all, it was almost the end of the year. They were graduating. Might as well squeeze in one last office hook up while they had the chance.

The kiss itself was soft and just a little sweet. She leaned into it, letting him feel her interest and the heat building behind it, just enough to entice but trying not to scare him.

It was one of the things that was so interesting about Kovu. He talked like a game player and kissed like a romantic. She had a feeling he wasn't the kind of person that could be a safe regular hook up, not without him getting ideas, but she still wanted to get a little closer to the truth.

Plus there was something delicious in getting to rub a little of that shine off the posh.

She gave a small tug on his shirt as she pulled back with a smile. "Probably shouldn't spend too much time in the corridor. My office?"

@whereforeart-thou-kovu

Let's Get Physical || GDD

#let's get physical #basil #reference #I will allow us to wrap here #but I need a new thing asap

Contrary to popular belief, Boo didn't actually give out her number to that many people. With the sheer number of casual hookups she had, if they were all in her phone she would run out of memory - both the technological kind and the personal kind. Only if someone was interesting enough did she count on herself to remember.

Basil had easily reached interesting enough.

"How about I do that?"

When he haded his phone over, she quickly punched in the number and then sent herself a text so she'd have it as well.

"Until our next run in - fortuitous or otherwise."

@basil-of-benbow

basil-of-benbow

Basil couldn't help but notice they way that a few other people noticed the movement as he handed Mary his phone - although whether they were more interested in him or her he couldn't yet tell.

"Perfect," Basil grinned, taking his phone back and very briefly glancing at the number, scanning for the correct number of digits instinctively before he put it back into the pocket of his shorts. "Til next time, Boo. Although I clearly need to finish my work out first, I'll need the training," he added with a self-deprecating smile that came easily.

@boointhenight

Jess and laurel (the search I had to go through to remember laurel’s name needs to be mentioned here bc my GOD it was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn’t REMEMBER)

This is definitely inspired by the fact that they got closer in the wake of the town finding out about her being a half succubus (70 listens)

This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me Yeah, I want you We can't make Any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink

Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you're in my head? 'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate) Is it cool that I said all that Is it too soon to do this yet? 'Cause I know that it's delicate Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

somniantes

This is maybe an obvious pick, but especially since this song is singing to someone he cares about and struggling with what the right thing to do is, I feel like that touches on Jesse navigating his demon and his friendships at the same time (64 listens)

I wanna hide the truth I wanna shelter you But with the beast inside There's nowhere we can hide

No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come

When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide Don't get too close It's dark inside It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide

Rita x Jess

This song is all about accepting the need to say goodbye but how that doesn't take away from the special memories, and I feel like that's a good way to capture Rita and Jess's tie to each other (86 listens)

When we laughed When we cried Those were the days We owned the night Wiped away Lost in time I found the nerve To say that

I never want to leave this sunset town But one day the time may come And I'll take you at your word And carry on I'll hate the goodbye But I won't forget the good times I won't forget the good times

jesse

I love this song for the way it sits on the complicated line between art and artist and audience which I feel like fits where Jesse is at right now (119 listens)

Would it be wise to play this closer to the vest? Apologize for being green or underdressed Do I imply that I'm just beautiful and blessed? I try to care, but just care less

So you moan and compose a response But you don't even know what you want Go tell someone what you wish I would've done

Make me bleed if you need to confirm that it's something I can do And I'll paint it red If you're still unsure, let me lie for a day Before they formally announce me dead

When I'm gone, cast the bronze for the bust of my head To be displayed in the library Engrave that I gave my consent To be anything that anyone prefer I be

Brimstone currently

There are probably other good ones but this is high up at 124 listens and feels right

I woke up from a neverending dream I shut my eyes at seventeen Lost there, a moment inbetween I felt the sun rise up and swallow me, yeah

And it's all my fault that I'm still the one you want I'm a liar, I'm a cynic I'm a sinner, I'm a saint I'm a loser, I'm a critic I'm the ghost of my mistakes And it's all my fault that I'm still the one you want So what are you after? Some kind of disaster?