@btvs3x21 is so correct. in her name we pray, amen 🙏🙏🙏

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@btvs3x21 is so correct. in her name we pray, amen 🙏🙏🙏
i DO think likely the set designers were not thinking abt it enough and laura lee was written to be evangelical but i also cannot possibly accept anyone saying she's evangelical and just went to catholic summer camp. i was raised protestant despite my dads side of the family being catholic as hell and my mom would have sent me to HELL before she sent me to catholic summer camp. and if you'd asked her why she did that she would say she was expediting the process if the alternative was catholic summer camp. protestants have far too much beef with catholicism for that to make any sense
do wonder if it was kept deliberately non specific so that one denomination wasn’t singled out because she’s meant to represent Christianity as a whole (because whilst the vibe is evangelical for me there are a few things that rly go against that). problem being the denominations are so different in small ways it just comes across as poorly researched lmao. who knows. I would be genuinely interested to ask the writers about this.
i will die on the papi nat hill
marinat precrash beer pong duo
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oh i am. here for it?? your brain 💖🙏
they got paired up randomly, they definitely wouldn't have chosen each other given the option (nat would have picked lottie or van for sure, and mari would probably have tried for jackie but ended up with an extrajacket, maybe gen if akilah wasn't invited bc jv??) the thing is, is mari is a deeply competitive drunk and cannot hold her booze. nat is the opposite, barely tipsy and genuinely does not care about winning the dumb ping pong ball game and she's just thinking about how she can swipe the hard liquor and escape whoever's shitty basement to sit outside and actually get drunk but instead she got kidnapped (jackie made DemandsTM for team bonding reasons)
nat starts off like. chill. does the little bounce technique, gets the ball in the cup, great. solid. she gets more invested the more excited mari gets when she makes a shot and before long is just as invested in winning because mari is?? beaming??? and god forbid that smile go away, not on nat's watch mari on the other hand gets increasingly more aggressive and pulls out a fastball technique where she just whips that lil bastard at the red solo cups. she gets a HUGE cheer from the team the first time because it was successful but when she does it again, she knocks like 5 cups of cheap beer that gets soaked up by the carpet and ruins everyone's fun and ensures whoever's house it is they WILL be grounded naturally this does not go over well and they are disqualified and they go make out in the backyard the end
i'm kind of torn tbh i LOVE the fifth commandment but i also love a little cruelty... i suppose those can be my favs for each fandom since i'm being indecisive here
i also chose 2 for u so totally fair...i think a little cruelty is my personal favorite of what i've published so far but the fifth commandment is very special to me
now of sleeping is probably my fav of your fics!! i ❤️ schrodingers mari
oooo!! i wouldn't have guessed this one tbh!! it has such a special place in my heart even though its the first creative thing i wrote in 0493094832 business months so its....clunky lolol i would love to rewrite it one day with a lil more OOMPH but it will never NOT be schrodingers mari 😤😤
fun fact, title was from the poem now of sleeping by leonard cohen
1, 3, 4, 5, and 8 with o captain
Answering FIC WRITER ASK GAME! for @btvs3x21.
🐑 alternate universe - role reversal, pre-plane crash (yellowjackets)
Nat pulls up in her black M3 like she always does, seven-fourty-five on the dot, The Police rumbling from a cassette audible through the cracked glass windows.
Lottie's waiting for her on the trailer steps this morning, leather jacket pulled tight around her frame, a weak attempt to ward off the brisk November breeze. She hops to her feet, jogging around to the passenger side door and yanking it open to slide down onto a cushy leather seat always perfectly adjusted for her legs and back.
"Think Martinez will cancel practice today?" Lottie asks. She pulls out a cigarette and lights it, rolling the window down, puffing and exhaling, then passes it over to Nat for her to inhale. Their morning ritual, the sharing.
Nat breathes out the smoke slowly, carefully- "Totally. It'll be pouring by fifth period"
Lottie slaps Nat's shoulder. "How do you always know that?"
Nat shoots her a shy grin. Taps her forehead. "Just a hunch."
OR: Lottie's dad shot himself in the head when she was fourteen. Nat's been hearing the voices long before that.
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