anonymous asked:

No, she didn't see through the mask. Candy didn't like Deborah because of her appearance and that other people liked her very much. Same thing happened to the first time Candy saw Priya for the first time. Jealousy af. She doesn't like people that can be considered "competition".

*shrugs* Fine. If that’s how you see it. That’s how the characters saw it as too from their point of view while Candy was trying to get information on Deborah and figure out why she had returned to the school. Her curiosity gets her into trouble. But Candy also had a bad feeling about Deborah and didn’t trust her until she got opinions from others in the school. Even then she wasn’t thoroughly convinced until she heard from everyone, including Nathaniel who was still absent. Deborah scoffed at her wanting his opinion on anything and that didn’t sit well with Candy. And in the end, Candy called her on it and it was confirmed what Deborah’s true motives were. To get what she wanted/needed to continue her career, no matter who she hurt. The others saw Candy’s attitude as being jealous too when she was trying to get a recording of Deborah confessing her plans, was framed for dumping water on Deborah and so forth. All in an effort to make her friends realize Deborah is not the person they thought she was and to keep Castiel from being used again.

As for Priya, Candy was still on the fence from the last time a new girl came to school. I mean, last time they turned half the school against her, so she was more likely still recovering from Debroah’s aftermath. But in this episode, YOU can choose whether to be nice or to keep your distance. So Candy’s attitude in that scenario was completely up to you. Plus Priya had the misfortune of arriving just as Candy was FINALLY coming to terms with her feelings for one of the guys. It’s not Priya’s fault that she gets along with others so easily. But Candy was becoming afraid that if she didn’t make her feelings known soon, the guy she is interested in may end up falling for someone else because she never made a move. That episode pushed her to that realization and gave her the motive to invite them out on a date.

Have a good day dear. Hope you’re still enjoying the fandom in some way.

anonymous asked:

how can u consistently leave me with depressed candy like this i need a Conclusion please ((angst keeps me alive and as a castiel girl deborah angst gives me my life)) (((ur writing is muy bien)))

Honestly, I have so many Deborah fics that I need to start titling them…I’m assuming this one is about the “gray mush” series. That’s the official title so please refer to it in the inbox lmao and…s o r r y  but this isn’t a conclusion!!!!!

Also, slight spoilers for episode 33 - for anyone blessed enough to avoid spoilers on this hell-site.


“It’s his thing, he loves that! It’s like this whole thing with Deborah again!”

She didn’t get it. They were together. They were happy.

But Candy couldn’t forget what he had said to her at Iris’s party. Sure, she had gotten angry and scolded him, and he had made it pretty clear he was interested in only her but-

When he looked at her, did he see Candy or did he see Deborah? 

What did it matter? They were so alike, right? You date one, you’re dating the other.

Except…Deborah was prettier and more outgoing. From what she had told Candy, Castiel had been more playful and gentler with her. Softer. More open. He had been in love with her.

“I bet he had never called her ironing board,” she muttered, looking her reflection over. The lights were off, the moonlight streaming in and illuminating her room. It was better that she didn’t see all her flaws that way. 

Candy frowned as she cupped her breasts, as if feeling them for herself would change their appearance. She had felt so nice in that dress, and Castiel had said she looked nice…but they were dating. He was supposed to say things like that, right? 

Her frown deepened as she dropped her hands and looked at her apparel. She always laughed it off when Rosalya complained about her clothes, but really…did she dress that badly? She liked to dress comfortably, that was all! But it wasn’t exactly stylish or cute. 

Another difference between her and Deborah, at least. 

But they weren’t good differences. She wondered if Castiel knew that too. Probably, right? He wasn’t someone who would date a person just because they reminded him of his ex, but still…

Was he still in love with Deborah? Was it Deborah he wanted to kiss and compliment?

“No, Candy, she’s awful,” she told herself. “Castiel wouldn’t still love someone who used him so badly…”

Then again, some people just couldn’t help who they loved. No matter how awful.

Candy slowly sunk down to the floor, eyes never wavering from the mirror. God, how badly she wanted to smash it. Then she wouldn’t have to look at herself. 

Or was it Deborah she was looking at? Kind eyes, soft smile…the “girl next door” type. The Plain Jane.

That was who Deborah had been too, before she changed. Maybe Candy needed to change too. 

Then maybe she could stop finally living in Deborah’s shadow.

*me shaking my girlfriend awake at 3am* isn’t it pretty fucked up how we all just immediately started voting on these lizards in that election? and like what were we electing them for? what are their politics? do we have a lizard president now? where do they stand on gun control? babe wake up. it’s messed up we don’t even know their last names. babe they’re lizards.

Girls x Candy Part II (Final part)

Continuation of this post - Girls x Candy

Because this one is so much longer than I normally do, I put most of it under a read more. Some are NSFW or suggestive and are warned as such.


Melody hummed in amusement as she watched Candy write down the answers. She loved the way Candy’s brows furrowed in concentration and that drive in her eyes like she could take on the world. She was almost done with the test, but the timer went went off with a ding, causing Candy to let out a loud curse as she slammed the pencil on the table, breaking Melody out of her trance.

“Calm down,” Melody’s voice was soothing as she rubbed Candy’s arm gently, “It’s just a practice test. The real one isn’t until next week.”

“And by next week, I’ll be just as bad,” Candy mumbled bitterly, yanking her arm out of Melody’s grasp to cross it over her chest, “I’ll never finish it.”

Melody’s expression softened, not quite understanding where the self-doubt and hatred came from. She didn’t make a comment and instead picked up the practice test with ease, glancing over the answers. The farther along she got, the bigger her smile grew.

“You won’t have to finish it, if you do this well on the ones you answer,” Melody said with pride, “You got almost every one right! I told you that were you getting better!”

Candy beamed at Melody’s words, surprise and joy filling her heart. She embraced Melody tight with a cheer of celebration before pulling away just enough to rest their foreheads against each other’s with a fond smile.

“I don’t know where I’d be without your encouragement and help.”

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