okay listen......if you don’t think Willa would be the greatest friend you’re wrong and I’m not sorry about it
- she calls to sing you happy birthday at midnight
- brings you little presents from the store “just because it reminded me of you”
- if you’re having a bad day she’ll send you cute videos of puppies or memes
- takes those aesthetic pictures; maybeck is proud
- ATTENDS EVERY SINGLE SPORTING, ATHLETIC, OR ACADEMIC EVENT the keepers have
side note: - makes you a CUTE ASS sign to go with it
- sings ALL the time. not even good songs. It’s gibberish and folk music.
- texts you at the same time everyday to make sure you’re alright and I hope you’re getting your homework done and don’t forget to eat dinner goodnight love you
- takes Charlene shopping and listens to her Maybeck/Finn? problems
- secretly puts dollars in everyone’s pockets if they’re having a bad day
- C U D D L E S
- willa is the affectionate friend
- holding everyone’s hand (except philby’s because everyone makes her blush about it)
- calling you immediately after you text her saying you’re upset about something
- baking you cookies!!
- throws everyone surprise parties for their birthdays. they know they’re coming, but you better act surprised, maybeck, bc if you don’t and willa cries I’m gonna fucking punch you - Finn
- random notes in your bag/purse/pocket/etc like: it’s willaaaaa,,,, hope you have a great day!
- cries when you get accepted into college, and at your graduation, and when it’s your birthday
- basically willa is the crying friend
- a small bundle of joy and love and happiness
- “have you heard this song? it’s totally you!!”
- the smollest bean in the keepers, will protecc at all costs
- willa angelo is the BEST FRIEND I’VE NEVER HAD OKAY
1. imagine the keepers at fourth of july fireworks in disney 2. imagine them watching from the top of space mountain in a secret hatch or something 3. imagine maybeck busting out some wine coolers and the keepers getting lowkey drunk bc! 4. imagine willa and philby kissing under the moonlight and fireworks (no i'm not ugly sobbing, shut up) 5. imagine manda and finn sneaking off to get on some rides bc why! not! 6. imagine mrs whitman baking them cookies with red white and blue frosting 😩 7. imagine the other keepers teasing philby about not being wholly american so he can't participate 8. imagine on the contrary that willa says he's an honorary american and they make him do all the "typical american things" 9. imagine the keepers having a hot dog eating contest like on tv (jess wins bc, excuse me? ain't nobody getting in the way of the dollar store crown charlene bought) 10. imagine the water balloon fight at finn's house after the fireworks 😭😭😭 11. imagine the horrible karaoke that follows ("party in the usa is ICONIC, philby. you HAVE to sing it" "what do i get if i do?" "the status of a full american™" "REALLY?" "no") 12. imagine maybeck taking hopelessly artsy™ pictures of everyone on his camera 13. imagine "MAYBECK PUT CHARLENE DOWN" 14. imagine charlene buying last minute fireworks for the keepers to set off at home, her favorites are the pink diamonds and the sparklers 15. imagine the keepers with sprinklers, laughing and chasing each other around ("look at the pretty colors!") 16. imagine the keepers having a really fucking fantastic fourth of july happy fourth everybody! 🇺🇸
- maybeck makes the best sunday morning waffles bye
- all the keepers go out to dinner once a month at the least and catch up on life
- they all get matching tattoos (they're the small iconic ears on their right hands, but you know, it’s normal)
- philby likes taking his kids to the museum
- finn’s kids laugh at them just like finn does with philby about it
- “my kids are better than your kids”
- “at least my kids know what a class four botanical is” “i’m actually glad mine don’t know”
- charlene teaches kindergarten
- willa likes to assist the kids in playing pranks on their parents
- KEEPER PRANK WARS BYE
- disney scene it nights with pizza and those wine coolers the keepers used to get drunk off of when they were younger
- homemade easter eggs !!!! ah !!!
- dad jokes!!!!!!!!?
- willa makes cookies and they;re great
- charlene being the extra one when buying gifts for the other kids
- maybeck giving the kids quarters for pulling off tricks (ill give you a dollar if you learn how do to a backflip before the day is over “deal” “not you, charlie”)
- willa being the ultimate fun mom™
- FINN WEARS SOCKS WITH SANDALS AND A FISHING CAP DON’T @ ME
- philby being like v serious all the time but around the kids he tries to be v relatable
- ex: gives keeper kids $ but they can’t have it until they’re 18 (“what, maybeck? it’s for college.”)
- maybeck dresses up like santa for christmas
- willa and philby throw the best halloween parties; even the inside of their house is decorated and everyone has to show up in costume
- finn watches those history channel documentaries
- charlene is the fun aunt !!!!!!!! it’s like; taking the girls out for pedicures and shopping
- willa and maybeck own an art shop together and they have weekly craft nights for kids
- nooooo when they do holidays it rotates (halloween with the philbys, thanksgiving with the maybecks, christmas with the whitmans im shook)
- DISNEY BIRTHDAY PARTIES
- five bucks that the keepers’ kids know all their ‘glory day’ stories
- ex: “did we tell you about the time we fought the-”
“yeah, dad.”
“what about the-”
“duh.”
- willa likes vintage things, collects them even
- i’m just
- the keepers growing old and having children and being happy
I'm writing a KK fic! It's been in me for a long time, and, well, I'm tired of waiting!I have a set couple in mind, but I want to know what you think! After all, I am writing this for everyone to enjoy! Comment below and reblog with your vote so everyone can see it! Also, again, if you'd like to be tagged, just use the tag #addsav and I'll get you down! Here are the possible couples: - Willa and Philby - Charlene and Maybeck Don't worry! The other keepers will be making some side character appearances, so if your vote doesn't win, that doesn't mean they won't be in the novella! (And I've got something special planned later for Finn and Amanda, so don't fret, darlings). Don't forget: reblog with your couple choice, and use the tag #addsav if you want to be tagged in it! Thanks everyone! Yours, WILLALOGY
Willa and Finn are Pure Best Friends™ And No One Will Convince Me Otherwise
I MEAN: - willa and finn probably send each other those 200+ vine threads on twitter - scratch that, they have a joint vine account of the other keepers - FINN TAKES WILLA OUT FOR ICE CREAM WHEN SHE'S HAVING A BAD DAY - when philby is being stupid, willa just calls finn and they just rant about computer boy for hours on end - don't think about willa rEaChInG for finn's hand when she's scared like - omg no once finn came over and all her brothers were home, they roughed him up a bit but now he's like an honorary angelo i'm crying - S T O P Mrs. Whitman probably bakes willa BIRTHDAY COOKIES and has finn take them to her with a balloon and a signed disney card - willa being finn's "date" to school dances in middle school, totally platonic but the pair just have fun during the cha-cha slide - philby coming to finn when willa's upset at him ("don't ask me, philby. if you want to know why she's upset, ask her.") - FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS - whenever maybeck says something sarcastic finn and willa look at each other immediately like they're on the office - willa being that one friend that takes pretty pictures of finn when he's not looking (he uses them as his profile pictures for his social media. willa's pleased.) - WILLA TALKING ABOUT NOTHING FOR HOURS TO FINN BECAUSE HE'S A GOOD LISTENER he even makes little jokes here and there - sharing food :,) - willa actually gives finn really good advice about amanda WILLA AND FINN BEING PURE BEST FRIENDS™
Hello everyone! I am so so so excited to announce my new Kingdom Keepers au: Bundt Heads!
This fic stars Willa and Philby, as you may have guessed! I am extremely happy for everyone to share in this experience, and I hope you enjoy the ride! For now, though, I'll leave you with this: the synopsis.
Ballet is unforgiving. There are no second chances, no do-overs when you’re out on stage. Just you, the lights, and the thousands of eyes on your flaws.
There’s no room for even the smallest imperfection.
Ballet should be Isabella’s full focus...except the cute boy working across the street at the bakery is making sure it isn’t.
When a full-on prank war ensues between the bunheads and the bundtheads, can Isabella keep her focus?
well, there it is! I know I used Willa’s full name, but it has a purpose! The cute boy is, well, Philby ofc! I’ll be making a playlist and even be using face characters, so if any of you have recommendations on who you’d like to see, reply to this post!
I am so excited, my dudes!! Again, use the tag #addsav if you wanna be tagged!
Weddings are No Place to Fall in Love: a Captain Swan au
or, an au where Emma is the maid of honor, Killian wears too much black, Mary Margaret is very much pregnant, and David just likes to eat.
This is ridiculous. She can’t even believe she’s even about to dial a number she found written on the bathroom wall of her favorite pizza place.
Screw David and Mary Margaret. Screw their stupid fairytale wedding in their stupid vacation location. Come on. A vacation wedding in a place called The Enchanted Forest? Get real.
She sighs indignantly, taking a long gulp of her beer. She’s going to need a little liquid courage if she’s gonna get through the next ten minutes.
She could just go alone, couldn’t she? Admit the whole I-have-a-devastatingly-handsome-fiance thing was a lie. God, no. She couldn’t back out now. Especially when the truth was so much harder to face: that her ex-fiance, Walsh, had fled to California with some leggy brunette. And, really? What was she supposed to do? Show up and come clean, like some regretful sixteen year old? No.
She was Emma Swan; Emma Swan did what she had to do, and that’s that.
Downing the rest of her beer, she dialed the number. Three, four, then five rings went by before the line went dead.
Emma lets out an irritated huff. She should’ve known better. Of course the number was fake! Did she actually believe that a number written in the bathroom of Robin’s Pizza could help her? This was New York, for crying out loud! Nothing ever written on a bathroom wall could mean something good.
It’s not until half an hour later, when the dishes are done and her apartment cleaned up, that her phone pulses against the table Walsh bought her for Christmas.
Taking a long sip of her beer, Emma picked up the phone.
“Ruby’s Hotline. With whom am I speaking?” A girl; early twenties, maybe.
“Emma Swan. I have a … situation, I guess.”
“Don’t we all, Emma? Explain the situation for me, can you? I’m Ruby.”
“Well, Ruby, it’s like this: it’s my best friend’s wedding in a month and I kinda sorta maybe said I had a super hot fiancé because I totally wasn’t jealous she found someone before me.”
Well, when Emma puts it like that, she can almost realize how screwed she is.
“Wow. That is a situation.”
“You could say that again.”
“Okay, Emma. I think I’ve got just the thing: an escort.”
The chug Emma took from her beer gets lodged in her throat.
“A what?” she sputters.
“An escort. You know, hiring someone to be your ‘super hot fiancé’?
“Pretty sure that’s illegal, Ruby.”
“Dirt under the rug, Em!” Ruby sang.
Emma sighed; something she had been doing too much lately. Stupid Walsh and his affair.
“And…and what would this, companion, do?” she asked nervously.
“Escort. Emma, don’t sound so scared! It’s not like prostitution.”
“Ruby, I’m paying good money for a man to provide me his services. Tell me again how I’m not entering a prostitution ring.”
“So you’re at least considering it? Great! Do you got a computer by you, by chance?”
“I do, but Ruby, I’m confused. How is this gonna work?”
“Just enter the URL I’m texting you into your search engine, okay?”
Emma follows. While her screen is loading, she chats with Ruby long enough to know she’s a twenty year old dedicated to helping others with their problems. Emma could never do something like that, but props to Ruby, she supposes.
“Do you see the blue tab? If you click on it three times, it’ll take you to profiles of some guys to that are, uh, available.”
“Yep and yep.”
“Do you like what you see? What kind of guys are you into?”
“I don’t know, if I’m honest.”
“I think I may have just the guy, then, Emma.”
Emma can hear the click-clacking of Ruby’s fingers against her computer board. Seconds later, Emma’s laptop dings with a notification.
“I am not bringing a date whose last name is Whale.”
“Ew, no. I sent the wrong one. Give me a sec,” Ruby rushes.
“Okay. What about this one?”
Well, okay, then.
The first thing Emma notices are his eyelashes; long and dark - just as dark as the messy, windswept hair on the top of his head. An attractive head at that, too. Then it’s his eyes: bluer than the clearest ocean and full of mystery. He wasn’t even smiling in the picture, but Emma could already tell he had perfect teeth.
He was perfect for a distraction.
“Emma? You okay there? Killian is quite the looker, but he does like to flirt. I think you may be better off with a more permanent suitor, like Whale.”
No. Emma wanted that one.
“Killian is a weird name, but I’ll bite,” she says, skimming over his profile.
“Sure thing, Em. I’ll text you the info and let Mr. Jones take it from here!”
“Yeah. Thanks, Ruby. I owe you one.”
With a few formalities and the payment information forwarded, Emma hangs up, sinking back into the couch. She’s crazy! Did she really think she could fool Mary Margaret into thinking that Jones was her fiancé? He better be a damned good actor, because Mary Margaret could read Emma better than no other.
It’s there, in the midst of falling asleep in her favorite red jacket, that Emma realizes something she’s never admitted to anyone: she’s lonely.
Maybe this Killian could take that away, even if temporarily.
well,,,,, here this is? it’s midnight and i just watched all six ouat seasons on netflix and i’m such cs trash send help
