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Dark Wednesday/Enid Fanfiction Story: Wednesday In Hell Part 2

*READ PART 1 HERE, *Cover Picture by: @emeriart

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked... but they did... and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage. Now, Wednesday and Enid work at their old school: Nevermore Academy as teachers, raising up an entire new generation; including their own twin eighteen year old daughters: Harmony and Ana. Harmony, who carries both of her mother's special abilities, continues to grow and explore the world with her girlfriend (and now fiancé) Megan. Ana meanwhile is a different story.

Just recently, Wednesday's old enemy: Laurel Gates has orchestrated the near perfect plan to trap Wednesday Addams in hell. After faking the death of Harmony's fiancé Megan: Wednesday, Enid, and Harmony went to hell looking for Megan... only to learn too late that it was trap. Now Harmony is on the run for her life in one area of area of hell, while Enid has been captured and detained in another area of hell by her maternal grandmother. Wednesday however is locked in combat with her old enemy...

"Wednesday Versus Hell Part 2"

Written by: "Fun But Shy Girl"

Laurel Gates kicked Wednesday Addams in the chest hard. Wednesday fell down onto the dark gravely ground of hell, as Laurel Gates rushed at her with her sword out. Wednesday quickly blocked Laurel's sword with her own, and then quickly rolled away. Over the next several moments, Wednesday and Laurel swung their swords at one another multiple times. Each was able to mostly block the others' attack; however Laurel was able to have her sword get close to Wednesday's skin, and was able to cut away parts of the sleeves of her dress, along with her collar.

Soon Wednesday was beginning to look exhausted, while Laurel looked fully energized. As Wednesday backed away while she caught her breath, Laurel stood still for a moment as she gleefully said, "What's the matter? Can't handle the heat of hell!? Why don't you use your little talisman to stop me again? Oh wait! I already swiped it off you earlier when you weren't looking!" As an angry Wednesday pointed her sword forward, she said, "You alone cannot stop me Laurel. You tried before, and failed... multiple times!"

A grinning Laurel then said, "Well, it's a good thing I'm not doing this alone." Laurel then snapped her fingers twice. Suddenly three shadowy hooded figures in dark cloaks began to slowly appear near Laurel. One figure took off their hood showing themselves to be a teenage boy, while another figure took off their hood revealing the face of an angry middle aged man. Then another figure took off their hood showing an ugly pale man wearing a pilgrim hat.

An enthusiastic Laurel then said, "It's always easy to find your long lost family members once you're all dead. Wednesday, may I introduce you to my brother Garrett, and my father Ansel. My ancestor: Joseph Crackstone here, I believe you've already met." Joseph Crackstone made an excited grin as he said, "The soul of Goody Addams may be beyond my reach... but at least her direct descendant will soon be in my grasp!"

Meanwhile a smiling Ansel said, "I'm just glad I finally get to have my revenge on your ridiculous kind down here." Then as an excited Laurel looked at Wednesday with wide eyes, she said, "You have so many enemies down here Wednesday... and most of them don't even know you're here yet! However once I tell all of hell that I have trapped you down here... we are all gonna have so much fun together!"

Wednesday tried to remain calm, but had anger fill her voice as she said, "What is it that you want from me Laurel!?" Laurel simply smiled at Wednesday, and then with a demanding voice she said, "Run Wednesday! Run for your life!" Wednesday took a step back as her face looked very frustrated... and then she turned away and ran as fast as she could. Meanwhile Laurel looked incredibly happy; simply standing still while watching the fast running goth woman as she screamed, "DO YOU HEAR ME WEDNESDAY!? I SAID RUN!"

***

Harmony (in her human form) was running through hell as fast as she could. With every chance she had, she tried to hide behind large rocks and other objects to keep herself out of view from anyone that could be following her. Soon, Harmony ran through a clearing she found. However Harmony suddenly heard some roaring sounds. Suddenly from above her, several lizard beasts jumped at Harmony. Before Harmony could react, the lizard creatures piled up on Harmony. One of the lizard creatures smiled as he said, "Excellent. We've got this girl, and her mother has already been detained in the stadium. Although word is more mortals have crossed through a portal that have to be found. Rumor is that Laurel Gates has found one, while at least one other is unaccounted for." A confused Harmony then softly said to herself, "Hold on. Someone else came through the portal?"

***

Enid (in her human form) was wearing a black robe, as she was held down on the ground by several lizard monsters. As hundreds of denizens in hell sat in an arena watching the event, Enid's grandmother walked towards Enid as she said, "I must say Enid, you lasted in battle far longer than I would've expected... but you still lost. Now... prepare to spend the rest of your existence as a decapitated head that will scream for all eternity on a spike. But before that... do you have any final words before your humiliation my granddaughter?" Enid glared at her grandmother while she said, "You think of family as people you intimidate and control with power and fear. However, family involves strengthening and supporting others around you; building a powerful bond and support network that can never be broken. Your toxic views may have tainted my mother... but they weren't strong enough to reach me... because the bonds made of hatred can be broken far more easily than the strong bonds made of love!"

Enid's grandmother rolled her eyes as she said, "And where did those bonds lead you? No matter. Get ready to spend the rest of eternity in pieces. Now my creatures, the time has to come to..." Then suddenly another large werewolf ran onto the scene and yelled, "Halt! The lord of the upper region of the underworld wishes to oversee the torture of this woman herself." Enid's grandmother looked very surprised as she said, "You don't mean..." Then suddenly a shadowy figure in a dark robe walked into the arena. The figure kept their body completely concealed by their dark robe and hood they wore... but a large beard could be seen coming from the hood. Enid's grandmother got down on one knee as she said, "Lord Rasputin. We are humbled by your presence." Enid then rolled her eyes as she sarcastically said, "Of course. Lets just throw in one of history's most despicable men into this ordeal too. Like things weren't enough crazy!"

As the shadowy figure walked towards Enid, the lizard monsters moved away, while Enid's grandmother said, "How would you like to torture her Lord Rasputin? We serve and obey you. Speak great Region Lord, and we shall do whatever it is you tell us to do." Then suddenly underneath the hood of the shadowy figure, a voice could be heard saying... "Rowr." Everyone immediately looked confused. Then Enid's grandmother immediately pulled the robe off the figure... only to see standing before her was Ana, with her cat sitting on her head (and a giant fake beard attached to the cat's head). A surprised Enid then yelled, "Ana!?" Then an excited Ana grinned as she put on a pair of sunglasses and loudly proclaimed, "I have come here to chew bubblegum, and kick ass... and I am all out of bubblegum!" Then Ana immediately took out a large flamethrower, and began shooting fire at all of the creatures surrounding her. All of the creatures began to scream in pain, as an overjoyed Ana yelled, "These are holy flamethrowers I had blessed by ten priests you bitches! Yes, I am using fire to fight demons in hell; which I call peak irony!"

Enid moved close to Ana, and looked at her with surprise as she said, "Ana, you shouldn't have come here. What about guarding the portal, and..." Ana interrupted Enid as she said, "Sorry mom, but I couldn't leave my family here in hell without me coming in to help. Right Stormageddon the Conqueror?" Ana's cat still sat on Ana's head as he excitedly said, "Rowr!" Then Enid's grandmother yelled, "You repulsive little girl! Acting like you're on the side of good, while falsely claiming to be someone so evil!" Then a grinning Ana pointed her flamethrower forward as she said, "Good, bad... I'm the girl with the flamethrower!" Then Ana immediately shot flames at her great-grandmother, which immediately caused her to face burn. As Enid's grandmother screamed in pain, a smirking Ana said, "Groovy!" Then Ana turned her head to look at Enid while saying, "Okay mom. Just step back and let me handle this." Enid reluctantly backed away as she said, "It's so hard to admit my daughter is better at fighting off demons in hell than I am."

Then as Enid stood on the sidelines, Enid's grandmother (still in great pain) yelled, "Everyone, attack that dangerous teenage girl! From this moment forward, all of hell is at war with her!" Then a glaring Ana said, "Don't push it. I'll give you a war you wouldn't believe." Then Ana began to use her flamethrower to shoot larger flames at the many creatures of hell that were running at her. Then as Ana's cat jumped to the ground, an excited Ana tossed her phone to the ground (right next to her cat) as she said, "Stormagedon the Conqueror, you're in charge of music. Turn on my 1970's music playlist. Start with the second track by Boney M." Ana's cat hit a few buttons on Ana's phone. Then 1970's music began to play as Ana began to dance her feet to it. Ana's cat (still wearing his large Rasputin beard) happily jumped up and down to the music. Meanwhile Ana continued to shoot flames at the creatures of hell as she gleefully sang, "Ra-Ra-Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen. There was a CAT that really was gone! Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine. It was a shame how he carried on!" Then Ana and her cat continued to dance to the music, while Ana continued to fire at all of the hell beasts trying to attack her.

***

Wednesday was running through hell as fast as she could. As she ran, Wednesday kept checking behind her to see if anyone was following her. Eventually Wednesday stopped to catch her breath... and then began to loosen the collar on her shirt as she could feel the heat of the flames filled in hell begin to finally touch her. Wednesday remained still for a moment... and then began to walk towards a nearby cave. However as Wednesday entered the cave, suddenly she heard a male voice say, "Wednesday?" Wednesday immediately turned her head and saw chained to a nearby wall was a teenage boy. As Wednesday walked closed to the teenage boy to examine his face, her eyes widened as she said, "Tyler!?"

An exhausted looking Tyler remained still (while still chained to a wall) as he said, "My God! Wednesday!? I never thought I'd see you again. What are you doing here?" Wednesday, despite her eyes being wider than usual, kept a calm demeanor as she said, "I could ask the same of you." Tyler glanced at his chains as he said, "Oh, these. Yeah, Laurel chained me here. She didn't necessarily enjoy how I turned on her awhile back." A curious Wednesday then asked, "She didn't attempt to control you again?" Tyler made a tiny smile as he said, "You can't take control of a Hyde a second time in hell. So what are you doing here?"

Wednesday paused for a moment... and then said, "Trying to find my family which has been taken captive in this domain. When I made a psychic connection with them recently, I could sense my wife was in some type of arena." Tyler then looked at Wednesday directly as he said, "There's only one arena in the upper area of hell. I can take you there. Just free me and I'll show you the way." Wednesday then took out her sword... but paused as she looked at Tyler with anger.

Tyler sighed, and then said, "Look, I know there's tons of crazy history between us. I screwed with you multiple times, but you know I'm not all bad. That was my crazy Hyde DNA screwing with me. But I'm a completely regular looking person now; just like I was when you first me. Please Wednesday... let me make up for some of the pain I caused you." Wednesday paused for another moment... and then used her sword to slash away the chains holding Tyler. As a freed Tyler began to stretch his arms, a determined looking Wednesday said, "Show me the path now."

***

In another area of hell, Harmony was being held down to the ground by four lizard creatures, with her head pushed against a rock. One large lizard creature then held an axe over Harmony's head as he said, "Prepared to experience the rest of eternity with no body; forever cursed in pain." With tears in her eyes, Harmony softly said, "Megan... I'm sorry." Then the lizard creature raised their axe up high... but suddenly an arrow was shot through their body. The lizard creature screamed in pain as he said, "Who dares!?" Then just as the lizard creature turned their head, a larger arrow was shot right through their head; sending them falling to the ground. Then Harmony turned her head, and saw running towards her was Megan holding a crossbow (while wearing a blue cloak) as she screamed, "Get the hell away from my fiance!"

As the other creatures looked startled for a moment, Harmony pushed the creatures off of her, quickly grabbed an axe she found on the ground, and immediately used it to decapitate two of the other lizard creatures near her. Then as Megan ran towards Harmony, six more lizard creatures ran out of a nearby cave, and immediately tried to jump at Megan. Megan then fired several arrows from her crossbow at the creatures coming at her. However when several of them got too close, Megan pulled out a sword she has concealed behind her, and immediately decapitated the remaining lizard creatures. Harmony meanwhile kicked the remaining two lizard creatures attacking her, and used her axe to chop them both in half.

Harmony and Megan then eagerly ran towards each other as an excited Harmony yelled, "Megan!" Megan meanwhile ran towards Harmony with utter joy as she yelled, "Harmony!" However suddenly the ground began to open between the two women, and a giant mole monster with giant fangs emerged from ground as it screamed, "No one is allowed to run on the ground in my domain and live!" Then a furious Megan yelled, "Nothing else is keeping me from the woman I love!" Then Megan took out of her pocket a large grenade, and then threw it at the mole monster. The mole monster (seeing the grenade was coming at it) tried to run away... but then it's body exploded just as the grenade hit it. Then an overjoyed Harmony and Megan ran into each other's arms and immediately kissed one another (with the giant explosion caused from the grenade lighting up the area around them).

After Harmony and Megan held each other and kissed for a long moment, Harmony eventually stopped kissing Megan as she asked, "What are you doing here?" A smiling Megan then said, "Well considering you came to hell to save me when you thought I was down here, it only made sense to try to save you. Besides... we are still having a wedding this weekend, right?" Harmony grinned as she said, "Honestly, can we have it on Friday instead? Everyone should already be in town by then, right?" Megan smirked as she said, "Deal. But with that being said... why did you think I was in hell instead of heaven?" Harmony made a little sigh, and then said, "Well... considering how screwed up my family is, I wasn't sure if loving someone of the Addams lineage had condemned your soul or something. Plus... my mother only had a portal to hell, not heaven. So... even if it was an unlikely shot... I still had to find you." Megan blushed a bit, gave Harmony a quick kiss on the lips, and then said, "Thank you." Then a curious Harmony asked, "Wait. Did you come down here alone?" Megan then casually said, "No. I came down here with Ana. She went to go save your mom, and knowing Ana... she probably has everything taken care of."

***

Ana was busy dancing to disco music as she was shooting her flamethrower at every beast in hell that tried to attack her. Then as Ana's cat danced next to Ana, more 1970's music was playing on Ana's phone. So as Ana continued to shoot flames at her enemies, she happily sang, "Burn, baby burn! Disco inferno! Burn, baby burn! Burn that mother down!" Then as Enid watched on the sidelines, she yelled, "Ana, what's with the disco music!?" Then a gleeful Ana yelled, "Well... I know they say disco is dead... but this is hell! So this is the perfect place to play it!" Then Ana's cat happily jumped up and yelled, "Rowr!"

***

Tyler led through Wednesday through what appeared to be a wasteland of hell. However the two eventually reached a cliff. The two saw a large army of creatures and denizens of hell walking aimlessly through the lower wasteland at the bottom of the cliff. As Tyler pointed down, he said, "Beyond that crowd is the stadium where the rest of your family should be. Do you see it in the distance?" Wednesday then walked closer to the edge of the cliff as she tried to see what was beyond the horizon. However, Wednesday suddenly froze for a moment, and then immediately turned around as she saw Tyler running at her with knife. Wednesday immediately kicked the knife out of Tyler's hands. Tyler however suddenly transformed into his Hyde body and immediately pushed Wednesday hard to the ground. An angry Wednesday then said, "I thought you were a regular person again."

Then suddenly Wednesday heard Laurel Gates' voice say, "No. He said he was just like he was when he first met you." Then Wednesday turned her head and saw Laurel walking towards her; with her father Ansel, her brother Garrett, and Joseph Crackstone not far behind her. Wednesday glared at Laurel as she said, "It's quite unoriginal to use the same pawn and plan twice against me." Then a grinning Laurel said, "And yet it worked again! I can't believe you keep falling for reruns Wednesday! But yes, I was able to put Tyler completely under my control once more. Now then Wednesday, I let you run away in fear for awhile... but how shall we end this?" Then a smiling Joseph Crackstone said, "I'd enjoy watching her body be thrown off a cliff." Then Ansel Gates took out a sword as he said, "How about eternal pain from decapitation." Then a grinning Laurel said, "Or... we do as ancient Romans did, and ask the crowds for their opinion."

Then Laurel turned to Joseph Crackstone as she said, "My dear ancestor, you've been down here far longer than I, and thus have more connections. Would you please call upon every beast and denizen in hell to come watch my special little presentation I have planned. The Addams name is quite famous down in this domain, so I'm sure everyone in hell will be so excited for a public torturing of dear Wednesday here." Joseph Crackstone glared at Laurel as he said, "I don't take orders from you girl... however... considering I had the same plan... I shall do as I already intended." Joseph Crackstone then walked away, while Laurel rolled her eyes and said, "Unfortunately, misogyny is eternal down here as well." Then as Tyler picked up Wednesday and held her arms tight, a gleeful Laurel held her arms out as she said, "Prepare yourself Wednesday... to feel eternal pain for the rest of your life... by my hand!"

***

Harmony and Megan ran towards a large stadium as Megan said, "Okay. This is definitely the direction I saw Ana running in before we split up. So lets see how she's doing." Harmony and Megan then walked into the stadium... and saw Ana throwing several grenades at attacking muscular men (who had horns on their head), while dancing. Harmony and Megan then walked over to Enid (who was just standing on the sidelines watching). Harmony then waved as she said, "Hey mom. We're both here." A relieved Enid immediately hugged Megan as she said, "Megan, it's good to see you're okay." Once Enid let go of her, Megan said, "Thanks. But... why aren't you helping Ana fight these creatures?" Enid crossed her arms, sighed, and then said, "Honestly... it's because I'd only get in the way at this point."

Meanwhile Ana continued to have music playing on her phone, while her cat danced to it. Then as Ana threw more grenades at the attacking muscular horned men, the explosions caused body parts of the destroyed men to start flying into the air. Then as the body parts of the men rained down, a gleeful Ana sang, "It's raining men! Hallelujah, it's raining men! Amen!" Then Ana suddenly took out a large bomb and threw it at the last of attacking muscular horned men; causing a huge explosion which caused blood and gore to fly into the air. Then as the blood came raining down on her, Ana happily sang, "I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna let myself get... absolutely soaking wet!" Meanwhile as Enid just watched the entire scene with a horrified face, she said, "When Wednesday first said she was pregnant... I had a nightmare of how a child with both my DNA and hers would turn out.. and this is exactly what my nightmare looked like."

Then as an excited Ana realized all her enemies were defeated, she looked at Enid while happily yelling, "Mom, this place is awesome! Can we come back here every year on my birthday!?" Then suddenly a heavily burnt body began to rise from the ground, and it began to speak in the voice of Enid's grandmother as it said, "Quite impressive great-granddaughter. Despite not carrying the werewolf gene, you fight like a ferocious beast, and truly are worthy to be part of my clan. Join me Ana, and together we can rule all of hell itself!" Then Ana rolled her eyes and said, "Are you seriously trying the Darth Vader speech on me? No thanks old woman." Then Ana turned, and began to walk away. However as Ana began to walk off, Enid's grandmother angerly said, "Don't defy me great-granddaughter. Even in hell, I have influence on what happens on Earth... especially with those on the astral plane. If you don't join me... then perhaps I'll use my resources to pull your new little ghost friend down here for all eternity!"

Then with a look of sudden anger and hatred on her face, Ana pointed her flamethrower at her great-grandmother at point black range, and immediately fired flames at her. Enid's grandmother shrieked in pain as her body began to deteriorate. Ana kept the flames going from her weapon for over a minute... until the body of her great-grandmother was nothing but a pile of dust. Ana then turned off her flamethrower, and with an angry face turned away. Then Ana looked at Enid, Harmony, and Megan while saying, "Okay. Lets go find mother."

***

A large crowd of nearly every individual that could stand in hell was gathered together near the bottom of a cliff. Everyone looked up at Laurel Gates, who happily looked down at the crowd that was larger than the eye could see. Nearby, Tyler was holding Wednesday tight with his hands; while standing near them was Joseph Crackstone, Ansel Gates, and Garrett Gates. Laurel then held her arms out before the crowd as she loudly proclaimed, "Demons, denizens, and beasts... today is a glorious day in hell! Many individuals on Earth over the eons have become quite notorious for evading our attacks and our desires to torture them here for eternity. However today, I captured our great white whale! I have captured the one individual no one thought was possible to defeat or bring down to hell. But now she is here amongst us. I bring you... Wednesday Addams!" Then Laurel had Tyler bring Wednesday over to the side of the cliff where everyone could see her.

As the crowd silently watched, a crazed Laurel yelled, "Oh, the journey to bring her here was so long! I nearly killed her when she was a teenager, but failed. My entire family tried to kill her parents before she was even born, but failed. Even my great ancestor Joseph Crackstone tried to kill this girls' ancestor: Goody Addams long ago, and failed. But finally... hell's most infamous enemy stands before us here in our domain!" Then Laurel turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "So Wednesday... any last words?" Wednesday's face remained frozen for a moment... but then slowly... Wednesday began to smile... and then Wednesday suddenly... began to laugh. Then Wednesday's smile began to grow larger as she began to laugh harder and harder. A very worried and angry Laurel then said, "Why are you laughing!? You're Wednesday Addams! You never laugh! Answer me girl! Why are you laughing!?"

Then Wednesday turned to look at Laurel as she slyly said, "You don't get it. If all of hell so desires me to be here... then why hasn't Lucifer himself shown up to get a front seat to this event? Has it occurred to you - that he never wanted me here in the first place!?" Laurel looked shocked and confused as she said, "What!?" Then Wednesday casually said, "Satin himself knows that if I ever ended up down here one day, I'd take his job and would be running the place in less than a week. That's why the devil made a deal with God years ago, and used every last favor he had to ensure that when I do die one day, no matter what: I would get a free pass to heaven. I know that there are indeed many individuals here in hell that do want to torture me for all time... but they know they could never pull it off. You on the other hand... you just admitted that your family wasn't able to kill me when I was younger, or kill my parents, or kill my ancestors. So if everyone else in hell knows they can't take their anger out on me... then the next best person they'll want to take their anger out on... is you!"

Suddenly the sounds of yelling were heard. Laurel looked down, and saw every individual in hell was trying to climb up the cliff towards her as they screamed. Laurel panicked as she yelled, "No, no! This was supposed to be my day of victory!" Then Wednesday smirked as she said, "Whoever thought it was better to try to rule in hell than serve in heaven, clearly never counted the cost of that choice." As Laurel began to looked furious, she glared at Wednesday while yelling, "You! You planned this all along, didn't you?" Wednesday sounded both casual and confidant as she said, "It honestly only took me three seconds to come up with this simple set up as soon as I saw you. It didn't take much work though. I ran away towards these cliffs acting scared, you got over confidant, and then your ego did the rest." Then an angry Laurel glared at Wednesday as she yelled, "Well I can still have you suffer in pain with me! Tyler, tear this girl apart!" Then just as Tyler raised his hand up... suddenly a sword went through Tyler. Tyler was caught off guard, as a figure then kicked him off the nearby cliff.

Laurel's eyes then widened as she realized the person that stabbed Tyler, and was now pointing a sword at her... was her brother Garrett. Joseph Crackstone then ran at Garrett with a staff out as he yelled, "Traitor!" However Garrett was able to lunge at Joseph Crackstone, and then sent him over the nearby cliff as well. Laurel looked confused as she said, "Garret... why!?" Then as Garrett got in front of Wednesday, he glared at Laurel while saying, "Because sister, I've experienced how single-focused hatred ruins lives... and I'm sick of watching it!" Then as Ansel Gates stepped towards Garrett, he yelled, "Don't turn on your family boy! You still have a chance to prove to me that you're worthy to be called my son!" Then Garrett yelled, "No dad! You turned on our family! Your hatred ruined us! Well, no more!" Then Garrett glanced at Wednesday as he said, "Wednesday... tell your mother... I'm sorry for everything."

Then both Laurel and Ansel ran at Garrett with swords out. Garrett quickly took out his own sword and began to fight both his father and sister. Wednesday backed away, as she saw coming up a nearby hill was Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan. A relieved but still concerned Enid said, "Wednesday, are you okay? What's going on? There's a huge army coming this way!" Wednesday looked at her family as she plainly said, "I know. We need to get back to the portal now!" Then Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan ran away from the scene as fast as they could. However as Laurel watched the five run off, she yelled, "No! Get back here!" However Laurel was soon distracted by her brother attacking her with a sword.

***

Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan ran as fast as they could through hell. As they ran, several beasts ran at them. With immediate ease: Ana fired her flamethrower at them, Enid and Harmony used their wolf claws to slash through them, Megan fired arrows from her cross bow at them, and Wednesday tore apart every enemy with her sword. Soon, the five saw the portal ahead of them. Enid glanced at her watch as she said, "We only got about two minutes before the portal closes! Come on everyone! Move!" The five then ran as fast as they could to the portal. Then just as they were several feet from the portal... jumping down from a nearby small cliff was Laurel Gates and her father Ansel. The two immediately jumped onto Wednesday's back and pushed her to the ground. Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan stopped, and then looked back at Wednesday. A panicked Enid yelled, "Wednesday!" A smiling Ansel then said, "We finished off that boy that claimed to be my son... and now we're going to finish you!" As a grinning Laurel held her sword over Wednesday, she said, "You may claim hell doesn't want you here... but I think no one will mind once you're reduced to tons of little bitty pieces for all eternity!"

Then just as Laurel began to thrust her sword down... suddenly both Laurel and Ansel were decapitated by two swords. As Ansel's body fell, it was revealed standing behind him holding a sword out... was Larissa Weems. Everyone looked surprised, as Enid loudly said, "Principal Weems!?" Larissa Weems smiled as she said, "And I'm not alone." Then as Laurel's body fell to the ground, it was revealed standing behind her was an old woman with messy white hair. The old woman then smiled, looking directly at Wednesday as she said, "Hello my little stink bug." Suddenly, happiness went across Wednesday's face as she said, "Grandma!" Then Wednesday ran forward and happily hugged her smiling grandmother. Larissa Weems meanwhile smiled, as an excited Harmony said, "Whoa! You mean... that's the famous Great-Grandmama Addams!?" Wednesday then let go of her grandmother, with tears in her eyes as she said, "Grandma, I..." Wednesday's grandmother then said, "Oh, there's nothing to be said. We did plenty of that when I was alive. All you need to know is... I am so proud of you Wednesday. You have become such a strong woman, and have such a wonderful family there."

Then suddenly everyone heard the sound of loud screams. Everyone turned their heads and saw a large army of hell beasts was coming towards them. An angry Ana then said, "Err. Just as I ran out of explosives!" A panicked Enid then said, "My God! The portal may be about to close, but if even a few of those beasts get through to the mortal plain..." Then Larissa Weems and Wednesday's grandmother turned to face the beasts, as Larissa Weems said, "We'll hold them off for you." A concerned Wednesday then said, "But grandma, can't you..." Wednesday's grandmother smirked as she said, "Don't worry Wednesday. I'm having the time of my life living down here. You go live your life with that amazing family you got." Wednesday paused for a moment... and then backed away as she said, "Lets go." Then Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan quickly went through the portal. However just before Wednesday went through the portal, Larissa Weems said, "Oh, Ms Addams?" Wednesday then turned to look back at Larissa Weems as she said, "Yes, Principal Weems?" Larissa Weems smiled as she said, "Tell your mother I loved her... with all my heart." Wednesday nodded her head... and then stepped through the portal.

***

In the basement of her home, Wednesday stepped through the portal to where she saw the rest of her family waiting for her. Wednesday turned to look back at the portal as everyone heard the sounds of screams and slashes coming from it. Then after several moments went by... the portal closed. A concerned looking Megan then asked, "Those sounds we heard... was that..." Wednesday then made a small smirk as she said, "That... was the sounds of enemies being defeated by a member of the Addams Family... and someone who is an honorary member of it. So with that being said... let us focus now on extending our family tomorrow." Harmony and Megan then held hands as they glanced at one another with very happy faces. Meanwhile as Ana noticed this, she rolled her eyes while saying, "Oh God, it's gonna get so loud tonight in this house, isn't it?" Then Ana's cat suddenly poked his head out a bag Ana was carrying. Ana then glanced at her cat as she said, "It's safe to come out now Stormageddon the Conqueror. Come on. I'm crashing at your place tonight." Then Ana carried her cat out of the basement.

***

The next morning, Harmony and Megan lay naked together in bed. As the morning sun shined into the room, Megan opened her eyes and looked happy as she saw a pleased Harmony was resting her head on her pillow while gazing upon her. The two women starred into each other's eyes... as Harmony's smile began to grow. A curious Megan then said, "What?" A grateful Harmony then said, "Nothing... or rather... everything. I... I really thought I was never going to see you again. The future family I saw we'd have one day... I thought I had lost it. I thought I lost you. I thought I lost everything." Megan then reached out and held Harmony's hands as she said, "We may lose each other for real one day... but now we know, we are literally willing to fight all of hell itself to prevent that from happening. I'm with you Harmony... now and forever." Harmony and Megan then moved their faces forward and kissed one another.

***

Later that day near at an outdoor pavilion in the park, many began to gather for the wedding. Eventually Wednesday walked onto the scene in an elegant black and white dress, while Enid walked beside her in an old fashioned pink and white dress. Ana meanwhile followed behind them while wearing a sleeveless long purple dress, while Ana's cat sat on her shoulder wearing a mini tuxedo and tiny top hat. As the three began to see many walking stacks of hair moving about, a confused Ana asked, "What's with all the walking wigs around here?" Enid then glared at Ana as she said, "Ana! Those are your distant cousins!" A confused Ana then said, "They are!?" Wednesday raised one eyebrow as she said, "Cousin Itt apparently has far more children than we originally believed. Speaking of which, he seems to be arriving now."

Meanwhile nearby: walking out of a small car was Cousin Itt. At the same time a limo pulled up right behind Cousin Itt's car, and stepping out of it were Gomez, Morticia, Lurch, and Thing. A smiling Gomez then approached Cousin Itt as he said, "Cousin Itt! Good to see you!" Cousin Itt looked at Gomez and Morticia as he said, "Rmfdf dsmdd jwpozs mdasm." Then Morticia looked up as she said, "Yes, it is a shame this wedding has to be on a sunny day... but it can still be an enjoyable occasion no matter what the weather. You should know that. You've been married nine times now." Then Cousin Itt looked down as he regretfully said, "Rnd hgfss smdmd tsldyc fmsafdn." Then a surprised Gomez said, "What!? You and Morgana broke up!? I thought she really loved you." Cousin Itt sighed, and then said, "Fnds fldfn dfo gjgr erogr ejd asdlm." Then Morticia sighed, and sadly said, "Well Cousin Itt, that's what happens when you keep trying to have six secret mistresses while married. People are eventually going to find out you have thirty children born from forty three different women."

Gomez, Morticia, Lurch, and Thing then walked over to where Wednesday, Enid, and Ana were standing. A smiling Gomez then said, "Hello everyone. Is everything all set up for the Mamushka dance? We are still doing it, right?" Ana then chuckled as she said, "Yes grandpa. Harmony and Megan aren't cutting that tradition out of their wedding; like mom and mother did at theirs. However Harmony and Megan say they have another song they want to do before the Mamushka... but I still don't know what it is." Meanwhile Thing ran over and climbed it's way onto Wednesday's shoulder, and quickly showed resting on his fingers were two wedding rings. Wednesday raised her eyebrows as she said, "I see you brought Harmony and Megan's wedding rings here as instructed. Well done Thing."

Then another limo pulled up nearby... and stepping out of it was Megan alongside her father Max. Megan wore an elegant but simple white dress with a veil, while Max wore a simple black tuxedo. Megan and Max then approached the Addams Family, as a smiling Megan said, "Hey everyone. My dad insisted that he didn't want to just walk me down the aisle, but he also wanted to walk me the whole way here." Enid smiled as she looked at Max while saying, "We get it. Letting go is hard to do." Max then looked at Wednesday, Enid, and Ana as he said, "Well, even though we're talking about letting go... I have you all to thank for bringing this blushing bride back. So... thank you... for giving me back my daughter." Then Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Of course. It's the least we could do for the young lady that shall soon become our daughter as well." Then a smiling Max held Megan's hand as he said, "Okay Megan... just a few more minutes of you being my baby girl." Megan smiled warmly as she said, "Oh, dad..."

Gomez meanwhile looked at Lurch as he said, "Come on Lurch. Lets go spot some good seats. Any creaky ones that are ready to fall apart would be preferable." Then as Gomez and Lurch walked away, a smiling Enid said, "Hey Ana; lets go check on how your sister is doing. You can come with us too Thing. We have so much gossip to catch up on. Also, you gotta tell me all about that nice foot you're dating now." Thing then jumped on Enid's shoulder as the two walked away; while Ana and her cat followed them. Soon it was just Wednesday and Morticia standing together. Morticia then looked at Wednesday as she calmly said, "I hear you had quite the adventure recently." Wednesday stood still as she said, "Indeed... and while on my adventure... I encountered Garrett Gates... and Grandmama... and Principal Weems." Morticia tried to remain calm and poised, but her eyes widened very greatly as she said, "You did, did you?"

Wednesday looked directly at mother as she said, "Garrett wished to convey his apologies for everything he did long ago. Grandmama meanwhile seemed quite content with the state of her afterlife, as did Principal Weems. The three of them saved us mother... and kept literal hell on Earth from being unleashed. However right before I left them... Principal Weems wanted you to know... that she loved you... with all her heart." Morticia stood silently for a moment as she put a hand over her heart... and then after the silent moment passed, Morticia said, "I knew." Then Wednesday looked at her mother curiously as she said, "As difficult and odd as this question sounds... I feel obliged to ask mother... had you not met father and married him all those years ago... would you have chosen Larissa?" Morticia again stood silent for a long moment... and then had a somewhat sad look in her eyes as she said, "I don't know."

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As the beginning of the wedding was almost ready, everyone was getting seated. Seats sat all around an outdoor stage, but everyone was sitting on just one side of the stage (leaving the seats behind the stage empty). As everyone began to get seated, Enid was the first to sit in the front. Suddenly, Enid noticed her mother walking towards her. Enid's mother then sat down next to Enid as she said, "Hello Enid." Enid smiled as she said, "Hey mom. Where's dad?" Enid's mom rolled her eyes as she said, "Rounding up all your nephews. They're a bigger handful than even your brothers were at that age." Enid chuckled for a moment... and then made a serious face as she said, "Um... mom?" Enid's mother then casually said, "Yes?" Enid took a deep breath... and then said, "I know me and you didn't see eye to eye while I was growing up. We argued a lot, and I felt hurt by how much pressure you were always putting on me... but I think I now realize... you were just doing what you felt was best for me. I don't condone all the ways you treated me... but I realize now... you were trying to act like a better parent than the way your mother must've treated you. So thank you for that... and thank you for having me mom." Enid's mother made a small smile... and then put her hands over Enid's hands as she said, "Thanks kiddo."

Soon Enid's father sat down nearby; and then the majority of the entire Addams Family sat down nearby as well. Then Lurch sat down at a nearby organ... and began to play the traditional wedding march. Everyone turned their heads and saw Harmony walking down the aisle as Wednesday walked beside her. As Harmony walked beside her mother, she wore a light purple dress, while holding a bouquet of flowers. As the two walked together, Harmony glanced at Wednesday as she said, "Is all the bright stuff here bothering your mother?" Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "I will tolerate it... for today only." Soon the two reached the center stage, and Wednesday went over to sit down next to Enid. Then Megan was walked down the aisle by her father Max. When the two reached the center stage, Max tearfully stepped away from Megan. As Max sat down with the rest of his family, a smiling Megan quickly waved to her mother, brother, and grandmother. Harmony and Megan then both happily stood on the stage together looking out at their families.

Then an older dark skinned man in a suit walked onto the stage and stood near Harmony and Megan. The older man then looked at everyone as he said, "Hello everyone. For those that don't know me, I'm Megan's grandfather; or as most of my family call me: Grandpa Winston. I was asked to perform this wedding by both families because... well, I've seen a lot of strange stuff in my day, and I also understand the importance of mixed heritage. You see my granddaughter Megan here doesn't just come from a white father and black mother. She also has ancestry from Ireland, England, and Scotland on her father's side of the family, and ancestry from Nigeria, Ghana, and Puerto Rico from me and her mother's side of the family. Harmony meanwhile comes from a family of psychics and werewolves that come from all over the world on both sides of her family. Now some people feel these differences would bring conflict to a family... but I instead see strength. I see two young women who have taken the best parts of the different worlds they came from, and have found a way to bring them together to improve not just their lives; but others as well. It's an example we can all truly learn a great deal from. Now then... I believe Harmony and Megan have some words to say to the other."

Harmony and Megan then looked into each other's eyes, as a smiling Harmony said, "Actually... we don't have many more words to say to each other... because our actions lately have already said plenty." A smiling Megan then said, "Yeah. However, as part of this wedding ceremony..." Megan then held out a bag of nuts as she said, "These are Kola nuts that I wish to share with you Harmony. They are a traditional food that were shared at weddings by my Nigerian ancestors, which I had blessed by my parents' church pastor earlier. They have a very bitter taste... but I know we can handle any bitter things that comes our way as long as we handle them together." Megan then handed Harmony a nut, and together both women slowly ate one nut at the same time.

Then Megan took out a pair of scissors; while a happy Harmony said, "And now to honor the ancient tradition that many Addams Family women did centuries ago... Megan, I offer you to cut away all the petals from my flowers I have brought with me... for even when something seems old, ugly, and lifeless... there is still great beauty to be found within it... just as I vow to always see the beauty in you no matter what time does to our bodies." Harmony held her flowers out, and then Megan immediately cut all the petals off with the scissors.

Then Grandpa Winston stepped forward as he said, "Now... the rings, please." Very quickly, Thing rushed towards the stage with two rings sitting on top of his bare wrist. Harmony then picked up the rings as she said, "Thank you Uncle Thing." Then as Harmony and Megan put their wedding rings on each other's fingers, Megan said, "Just as my father said to my mother on her wedding day, I now say to you... With this ring I thee wed, and all my worldly goods I thee endow. In sickness and in health, in poverty or in wealth, 'til death do us part."

Then Harmony took out a talisman with the picture of a werewolf head on it; which also had a large ribbon attached to it. Harmony wrapped the ribbon attached to the talisman around both her wrist and Megan's. A smiling Harmony then said, "And now Megan, in the words of my werewolf ancestors... as a descendant of the Sinclair pack, I ask you to join our mighty family; and in exchange I vow to have my heart and soul bound to yours for all time. Do you accept my eternal offer?" A grinning Megan then said, "I do."

Then Grandpa Winston looked at Harmony as he said, "And Harmony... will you have Megan to be your lawfully wedded wife. Will you comfort and keep her, forsaking all others as long as you both shall live?" A very happy Harmony then said, "I do." Then a grinning Megan said, "You so better, because I so do as well." Everyone laughed a bit, as a smiling Grandpa Winston said, "Then by the power invested me, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss your bride." Then Harmony and Megan immediately kissed one another as everyone watching immediately began to clap and cheer; while some of Harmony's werewolf family members began to howl loudly into the sky. Harmony and Megan then turned to look at their large extended family as they both smiled while hugging one another.

Then after a long moment of looking at the families, Harmony and Megan turned to look at Grandpa Winston as Harmony said, "Thank you so much Grandpa Winston... and as a thank you for your services, you can have first dibs on busting out the pork chops at the reception." Grandpa Winston pumped his fist into air as he said, "Thank you! How did you know I love pork chops so much!?" Megan giggled a bit, and then said, "Hey. Everyone knows the great Winston Zeddemore always loves busting out the pork chops before anyone." Grandpa Winston chuckled as he said, "Well, as I've been saying in my line of work since the 80's... bustin' makes me feel good."

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As the wedding reception began, many members of the different families were eating and interacting with one another. Meanwhile Ana was sitting at a small table in a corner drinking some soda while all alone. Suddenly Ana noticed two teenage girls running towards her as they yelled, "Ana!" Ana looked surprised, as she immediately recognized the girls and said, "Emmy! Sophia!" Ana then quickly jumped up and hugged her two friends. Once she let go of them, a curious Ana said, "Hey. How have you both been? How is college life going? We miss you at Nevermore." A smiling Sophia said, "We miss you all too. As for how we're doing... well... we don't want to overshadow Harmony and Megan's big day with what's going on in our life, so..." Then an overexcited Emmy held up her hand (showing a diamond ring on it) as she said, "We're getting married too! We actually were both planning to propose the same night! Then we both found the ring the other was hiding at the same moment, and it was so romantic!" Sophia rolled her eyes, but smiled as she said, "We're both so excited, it's hard to keep it in." A wide eyed and amazed Ana said, "Wow. That's amazing! I'm so happy for you two." Then a curious Emmy asked, "So, Ana... any special person in your life now? Think you might be the next person to have a wedding after ours?" Ana made a little sigh, then tried to smile, but had a little pain in her voice as she said, "Well... there is somebody I like... but I don't know if a wedding could ever work for us. It's complicated. However, today... I'm just happy for my sister... who is starting her own family now."

Soon Harmony and Megan stepped up onto a nearby stage together, and while holding a microphone: Megan said, "Hello everyone! Hi. Can everyone hear us?" As everyone began to quiet down, a happy Harmony spoke into a microphone as she said, "Thank you everyone for being here. Today isn't just a day about the two of us... it's also about family looking out for one another, and supporting each other." Then a smiling Megan said, "So, for the first song the two of us want to sing and dance to as a married couple... we didn't want to pick a song we felt was best for just us. Rather... we wanted to pick a song that we felt was best for our entire extended family." Then as Megan walked over to a nearby music player, a smiling Harmony looked at everyone as she said, "So after thinking long and hard about it... we decided to go with a recommendation that the first important girl in my life gave me... and that important girl would be my twin sister Ana. Okay, hit it Megan!"

Then Megan pressed play on a device she had connected to the sound system, while Ana sat in the corner of the room looking confused. Techno music began to slowly play as the lights in the room darkened, but a spotlight went on the stage. Harmony then had a big smile on her face, as she began to sing, "My mama told me when I was young: we are all born superstars." Suddenly happy tears appeared in Ana's eyes, as she pumped her fists into the air and yelled, "YES!" Then as Ana rushed towards the stage, a happy Harmony continued to sing, "She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on, in the glass of her boudoir." Then as the music began to get more fast pace, Ana rushed onto the stage, grabbed a microphone, and then happily stood next to Harmony as she sang, "There's nothing wrong with loving who you are, she said, 'cause He made you perfect babe." Then Harmony and Ana stood back to back as they together sang, "So hold your head up girl, and you'll go far. Listen to me when I say..."

Then everyone in the room began to jump up and dance, as Harmony and Ana together sang, "I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes. I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!" Then Megan rushed onto the stage holding a microphone as she sang, "Don't hide yourself in regret. Just love yourself and you're set." Then Harmony, Megan, and Ana together sang, "I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!"

Meanwhile Wednesday and Enid just watched the performance from the side of the room. Enid had a big smile on her face... but as she glanced at her wife, she realized Wednesday still had her typical emotionless face. Enid made a sly smile as she said, "Come on Wednesday. Can't you act like you're just a little bit happy on our daughter's wedding day?" As Wednesday kept her face emotionless, she said, "Happiness could only occur in me if something unexpectedly pleasant occurred. However there is nothing unexpected about this day. We raised our daughter as perfectly as possible, and thus logic dictates that she would find a mate for herself as perfect as possible."

Enid then raised one eyebrow as she curiously asked, "You think we raised Harmony as perfectly as possible?" Then Wednesday raised both her eyebrows as she plainly said, "Of course. It only makes sense... since we are as perfect as possible." Enid then made a big happy smile as she said, "Oh, Wednesday..." Then Enid leaned her head forward and kissed Wednesday on the lips. Wednesday meanwhile simply wrapped one hand around Enid's back, while using her other hand to gently touch Enid's hip. However just as their long kiss ended, Enid unexpectedly began to drag Wednesday towards the stage as she happily said, "Come on! We are totally performing with our girls!"

Meanwhile on the stage: Harmony, Megan, and Ana together sang, "Ooh, there ain't no other way. Baby, I was born this way. Baby, I was born this way!" Then Enid and Wednesday rushed onto the stage; and while Wednesday remained completely silent, Enid kept an arm around her wife as she happily sang, "Ooh, there ain't no other way. Baby, I was born this way. I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!" Then all of the women on stage (except Wednesday) happily sang, "I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way, hey!" Then as the song ended, everyone in the room clapped and cheered. Harmony, Megan, and Ana simply held onto their microphones as they smiled, while Enid did a quick small curtsy. Wednesday however simply kept her hands in front of her, while her face remained in its' typically emotionless state. However... upon looking at her excited children and wife... for one brief second when no one was looking at her... Wednesday Addams finally made a content happy smile.

THE END

*Cover Picture by: @emeriart

*All Other Drawings by: @annietheartsyartist (made partially with AI)

*All "Photographs" made completely with AI

#wednesday #wednesday addams #wenclair #wednesday fanfiction #enid sinclair #addams family #wenclair fanfiction #wednesday x enid #enid x wednesday #wenclair fanart

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scotianostra · 11 months ago

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On December 27th 1904 J M Barrie’s play Peter Pan premiered at the Duke of York Theatre, London.

Writer and playwright J.M. Barrie was born on May 9, 1860, in Kirriemuir, Forfarshire, Scotland. After graduating from Edinburgh University in 1882, Barrie worked as a journalist. He published his first novel, Better Dead, in 1887. Barrie soon had a string of popular novels set in Scotland, including A Window in Thrums.

After having some success with fiction, Barrie began writing plays in 1890s. His play, Walker London, was warmly received. The comedy poked fun at the institution of marriage. He got married himself in 1894 to actress Mary Ansell, but it didn’t turn out to be a happy union and they later divorced.

Perhaps to escape his difficult home life, Barrie took to going out for long walks in London’s Kensington Gardens, where he met the five Llewelyn Davies brothers in the late 1890s. It was the brothers where he found inspiration for Peter Pan. Barrie would later become the boys’ guardian after the death of their parents.

The famous character of Peter Pan first appeared in the 1902 book The Little White Bird. Two years later audiences were drawn into the fantastical tale of the flying boy who never grew up and his adventures in Neverland with the Darling children. Barrie also wrote a book based on the play called Peter and Wendy, which was published in 1911. The book earned rave reviews from critics.

Barrie published about Peter Pan in five works in total, Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up, Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens, When Wendy Grew Up – An Afterthought, Peter and Wendy, and Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up, the first publication of the script of the play.

Around 40 other stories have been published by various other people through the years along with four nonfiction works telling the stories behind the stories. Numerous comic books have also been published and there was a radio adaptation from the BBC in 1995.

According to wiki we have had 26 different stage plays about or eponymous boy who never grew up, the latest being only two years ago, Peter Pan: reimagined fro the Birmingham Rep.

Wiki says there have been 12 films, including the animated ones, and on the small screen in various guises, Peter has been explored 12 times.

The charm of J M Barrie’s character lives on in several video games and who knows how long we will continue to see Peter appear in years to come.

#scotland #scottish #history #peter Pan #j m barrie #play #film #book

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thedalatribune · 5 months ago

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The Soul Of The Craft: Negatives

...from film’s first plummet in the 2000s, to its resilient return in the early 2010s, to its rediscovery by yet another new generation of shooters in the 2020s.

But in this latest renaissance - born of Covid-era lockdowns - Cohen has noticed one of the practice’s most precious components has been lost.

“They don’t pick up their negatives,” Cohen said of his customers, guessing that maybe 10 percent of them return for the rolls. Behind him, a colleague corrects him: “Five percent.” Another, laughing: “Zero percent.”

Across the world, the small cadre of commercial film lab developers describe similar conundrums: stacks of forgotten envelopes, limited storage space and warring impulses - to tidy the clutter, or preserve the creative souls of forgetful photographers. After all, it’s the strips of film, not the prints, that are legally the artist’s original work.

Put simply: Whoever has the negatives has the mechanism to reproduce the work but not the copyright to do so; the artist sans negatives has the right but not the means.

It’s a concept that has been battered in the age of digital cameras, then left for dead with the advent of iPhones. Dinosaurs of the photography game, negatives are the original images that are burned into frames when film loaded into an analog camera is exposed to light. They once were the primary deliverable when processing a roll of film.

In the digital age, most shops where people get their film developed will scan the negatives into a computer and just email the photographs to their customers.

“Negatives would’ve never been forgotten before, because people had to pick up the digital copy,” said Richard Damery, a developer who has worked at Aperture Printing in London for 15 years. “They can now have everything uploaded to them. They forget about the negatives.”

It can be hard for some to imagine (or remember) a time when a photograph involved more steps than just the instant gratification of looking down at a screen.

That’s especially true for much of Gen Z, the driving force behind the contemporary film resurgence. The industry has boomed in the years since the pandemic, and not just with upmarket brands like Leica; the classic Fujifilm disposables are back, too. For many young shooters, the anticipation and delayed payoff of film are a welcome salve to the 24/7 exposure of apps like Instagram...

Andreas Olesen, a professional photographer and co-owner of a lab in Copenhagen, said he still struggles to throw out people’s negatives even long after they’ve been abandoned. For him, they’re the soul of the craft.

“The negative is the score, and the print is the performance,” he said, paraphrasing the photographer Ansel Adams. Olesen has played with the concept in his own work; one of his projects, “Estate,” used a series of negatives his wife discovered in an antique shop to tell the story of a midcentury family holiday.

The forfeiture of negatives is far more consequential phenomenon than clerical clutter. It’s at the heart of unresolved questions about copyright and artistic ownership.

The likelihood that any passing film hobbyist will posthumously be elevated as the street shooter of a generation - well, it’s small odds. But perhaps it’s less about potential fame than creative diligence. After all, Olesen noted, there’s something timeless about negatives. In 50 years, his grandchildren may not even be able to access a hard drive or a CD with digital files.

Ali Watkins The Lost Art of the Negative

#Ali Watkins #The Lost Art of the Negative #Negative #Film #Film Photography #Camera #Yashica Electro 35 GS #Photography #Still Life #35 mm #Ilford #Kentmere Pan 400 #Nikon #Marikina City #Philippines #New York Times

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sallytwo · 2 years ago

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I have 3 hours before my plane boards so here’s round 2 of sammy writing 18 paragraphs of the situation with my little Thing. Last time I was like 85% accurate in my predictions . You get proper puncaution for this.

Ok so now we know that Dear Wesley is still off being a traveler. I’m going to set aside the Jack 2 situation for now we will revisit it later but right now we don’t have nearly enough information to bring him into it. So what the biggest question right now is “did Wesley just cut everyone off and disappear off the face of the earth OR is everyone pretty well aware he’s off being a traveler” . Which is a split divide in beta canon so it’s a tossup when it comes to the show too. Let’s get into it.

The whole “wesley comes back every once in a while” thing (which is in like... one or two comics... mostly stuff that came out like Right After journeys end) is a mixed bag. Journeys end presents wesley leaving as like.. him going off to a study abroad or something it’s not treated with much weight. But it sort of undermines the situation and I don’t think just leaving starfleet and going on a little permanent vacation would fix .. like all that. Little Thing’s got Issuesssss.

Also I know Star Trek is terminally terrible at forgetting wesley but considering last season was an ENTIRE SEASON about time travel and fucking up the spacetime continuum and picard being like “ooohhhhh i dont know who could help with this”. If its not lazy writing then there’s gotta be a reason for purposefully not mentioning wesley. ESPECIALLY if they don’t mention him when it comes to Jack 2 . It could 100% be lazy writing I’m just acting on the assumption that maybe its not because that’s way more interesting.

Which leaves us with the “Wesley’s been gone since he left in journeys end and no one knows where the fuck he is” situation. Which is. Looks over the the side. Which is pretty prevalent in beta canon -_- And that makes the whole goodbye scene in journeys end really tragic!! Like Bev didn’t know he was going to just disappear like that and that’s the last time she saw him! #1 Reason I cant watch that scene without! The

The. -_- you cant ever really know thats the last time i’d see my brother ansel.. Moving Onnn. But wesley just being Gone makes a lot of sense continuity wise and sort of explains all these gaps where it makes logical sense to bring him up but no one does. It’s a sort of “no one really talks about him” vibe. I don’t really think wesley would choose to stay away that long but at least it gives significance to him leaving. Which is better than treating it super casually like you don’t just drop off the face of the universe because you’re normal. And ready to come visit every few months. Picard is literally a soap opera show so I wouldn’t be surprised if they went with this option.

Whichhhh leads into speculation for this season. Jack 2 coming forward as Bev’s son like. If they dont mention Wesley at all here I Will Kill Myself consider this my suicide note. So it’s the perfect place to put in a little “well beverly other son has uhhhhh been like... gone...” Just one line is all we need for confirmation.. Please god. It wouldn’t make sense for wesley to be around and somehow not know about his secret brother and be fine with bev just cutting herself off from the crew for 20 years and also not be aware at all of all the time travel shit going on last season.

Little sidenote. Everytime in the show that wes has been in danger bev just fucking shuts down (and vice versa we love the Normal Fucking Crusher Family) . Theres a comic run where she thinks he’s dead for like two weeks and just doesn’t mention it or deal with that at all. So if wes did just drop off the face of the earth. I dont think she would handle it well (or handle it at all!) . Because they’re the only family each other has which leads to this like emotionally distant codependency and if she lost her son. after everything else . I think she would fucking cut everyone off and find this new fucking Thing Jack 2 . I’m not aware enough of what the timeline is for the show but “no ones talked to her in 20 years” … like I would be interested in seeing how that lined up. Especially if no one’s seen wesley in 20 years 🤨 Or the more likely option where she just cut everyone off cuz of Jack II (boring, lame) and everyone collectively forgot about her first gay son! Which the show would absolutely do because the world hates dear wesley crusher. I’m not saying this is an accurate prediction I’m talking what would be NARRATIVELY INTERESTING for the goddamn crusher family!

I’m not going to speculate on like “ohhh who’s jack 2s father is he actually bevs son was he adopted” but if. Star Trek Picard writers looking you tearfully and soulfully in the eyes if we get Jack 2 and Wesley interactions... Literally all I want. Ideal dynamic with Jack being like “UGH I hate my stupid older brother who I never met but everyone compares me too because he tragically disappeared and everyones sad about him all the time and no one can mention him he ruined my life!” and Wes being like. Hi ... am I supposed to know who you are. haha. And just leading to the worst buddy comedy ever. Wes has been shownnnn that he’s good with kids and would be a good brother but I think if Jack’s a little cunt to him (likely) he would be a mean bitch back and it would be the most entertaining TV ever shown ever! Again now likely I KNOW. Brining wes back now after being gone that long with all the drama with bev and jack 2… like it would be so interesting man. Obligatory he doesn’t know why fleet foxes refernce cuz like

Option 2 is that we just have like one singular wesley appearance where he shows up and reveals he’s been gay married this whole time and has been having a well adjusted nice normal time for yearsss while the rest of the crew is fighting among themselves and freaking out and he just didn’t help out cuz he didn’t feel like it. and he’s a bit of a mean bitch and then leaves. Number one most unhelpful person in the universe.

ALSO FINAL MESSAGE TO THE WORLD: If wes could come back and have like. one menaingful interaction with bev. Cuz their relationship was neverrr given the time it should’ve been by tng and i’m like still so mad about it.literally just one scene the bar is on the fucking floor LISTEN TO MY MESSAGE.

#read my manifesto boy.#this is like 90% just what me and santeri talked about last night for like 3 hours. you wish you were on our level #picard spoilers

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champagne-bucky · 4 years ago

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Debt to Be Paid: II

Summary: Earth fears intergalactic war with another planet. The Avengers are called to work out negotiations on Zevitar, the planet of peace. What happens when they are reunited with their long lost team member?

Warnings: dark!Bucky x reader, mentions of non/dub-con, age gap (reader is of age)

Notes: Ummm, so I’m probably gonna hide under my covers after y’all read this one 😳 I wanted things to get juicy pretty darn fast. Lmk if you liked it! Please make sure to comment, reblog, inbox, and follow me for more!! Enjoy :)

You almost didn’t believe Carol when she woke you up and told you that home was closer than you thought. Springing out of bed and rushing to the nearest window, you saw a small speck that was your home. It’s been a while since you’ve been on Zevitar, coming up on almost six years to be exact. You never could remember how you left home, but since you’ll be returning, you hope to get some answers.

After what seemed like an eternity, Carol had finally breached the planet’s atmosphere and was radioing in to alert the guards of a ship landing. You’d only hoped that everything was the same. You wondered about your family, your brother, gosh is he even still alive? Surely if he was he would've been looking for you. Right?

“What are you doing?” Carol was preparing to land the ship.

“Uh, landing, what does it look like I’m doing?” She scoffed.

“But no one gave you permission to land,” Carol shook her head and told you to fasten your seatbelt.

“They took too long to answer, we can just explain what’s up.”

You tried to tell her that your people don’t like it when rules are broken. Zevitarian’s take order very seriously. You should know, your family was very adamant on following them.

The landing was rough and you couldn’t determine if you would throw up from turbulence, nerves, or… morning sickness.

Your pregnancy became a hard to swallow pill, but eventually you had to wise up and carry on. You already thought up of an excuse if any of your family asked, but you doubt any of them were even still on Zevitar. Hell, you don’t even know who rules the planet now.

Carol opened the entrance hatch and looked back at you. It was obvious that you were scared. You were going to be alone on a planet whose people might not remember you, and pregnant with the baby of your tormentor. It was going to be a hard adjustment, but it was better than being locked in a jail cell knowing he is still roaming around free.

You tried not to think of him, but every time you closed your eyes he was always behind your lids. That man took so much from you in such a short amount of time. You could never figure out why he went through all this trouble and frankly, you were trying to put your past behind.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a series of screams and bangs against the ship's door.

“OPEN UP BY ORDER OF THE KING. YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON OUR LAND.”

You gasped as Carol rolled her eyes. Nothing could scare this force of nature. She marched right up to the hatch and opened it. Carol didn’t even blink when the guards raised their weapons to her face.

“You were not authorized clearance to Zevitar. We ask you to leave or be taken to the King for punishment,” the one guard said. Gosh, he looked so much older than you last remembered…

“I’m only here to drop off a package, then I’ll be on my way,” the guards looked confused.

“A package? The King is not expecting anything. Let us see this “package””, the guard forced his way through the ship.

You gulped as you heard the guards get closer to you. You prayed they remembered you and you prayed that whoever their new king was would let you stay.

Once the guard came face to face with you he paused. You thought he was just confused about not seeing a physical package, but another being instead. Then, he dropped his weaponry and knelt, the other guards followed suit while Carol stood baffled.

“The Princess has returned.”

You never expected to be welcomed back this way. You were almost certain that your family had perished, but it seems as if one survived, your brother, the King of Zevitar.

When the guards were done their kneeling and praising, they were quick to drag you and Carol out of the ship and straight towards your brother. Apparently, word still travels fast around home, and pretty soon a small swarm of civilians were recognizing their long lost princess.

“Sister,” your brother stood from his magnificent throne, the one your father used to sit upon.

“Sister, oh sweet sister is that really you?” your brother dropped to his knees in praise.

“My brother, I thought I had lost you. I thought I had lost all of you,” you began to tear up. You had family still alive, you won’t be totally alone.

“Sweet sister, we thought you had perished. I weeped your death for days, and now here you are standing in front of me,” your brother looked at Carol and began to thank her profusely for bringing you home safely.

“We must gather the kingdom and alert them of the news. Ansel! Call the ladies in and have them prepare my sister’s room. Oh and…” your brother led the guards and servants out of the room as you turned to Carol.

“So when were you gonna tell me about all this princess stuff,” she quirked her brow in amusement.

“I didn’t see a point in telling anyone back on earth. I figured since no one was coming to rescue me what was the point in going back. I never even knew if my family was still alive, let alone if Zevitar still existed,” you responded.

It was true, what was the point in starting commotion on earth if there was no home to go back to. You assumed that everyone and everything must’ve perished in the war years back. However, now seeing that the planet and your people are fine, why didn’t anyone come looking for you?

“Sister! Dear, sister,” your brother entered the room with the royal ladies of the court, “I’ve made arrangements for your room to be cleaned, your ladies will take you to be freshened up. Afterwards, I would like to have a word with you.”

You looked at Carol as the ladies began to surround you. You didn’t have time to wish her a proper goodbye and she knew that.

“Thank you, Carol. I’m going to miss you,” she pulled you in for a quick hug.

“You too, m’lady,” she winked.

“Carol, please don’t tell them anything about here, about home. Don’t mention this to anyone, not even Wanda or Natasha,” she nodded in agreement and gave you a last goodbye before she left.

You stupidly forgot about your ladies and the strange looks they exchange at your final words. Gossip was their native language and you were sure one of them would slip those exchanges of words to your brother.

“My dear sister,” you brother greeted you as you walked into the dining hall. It was only you, him, and a long table in between.

You were dressed in expensive fabrics and your body was draped with the finest jewels, the proper attire fit for a princess. The ladies had been kind to you, but you didn’t miss the whispers of gossip in your native language. You didn’t speak up though, because you wanted to hear what they were saying.

They definitely heard the words exchanged between you and Carol, and you won’t be surprised if your brother relayed the message.

“Take a seat, we have much to discuss,” a servant helped push your chair in while a lady served you a plate and pour the wine, which you took note to try and avoid.

“Sister, it is a blessing that I get to see you again,” your brother smiled and took a sip of his wine. Usually, you would return the gesture, so you held the chalice to your lips, but did not drink.

“I feel the same way, brother. I thought I had lost all of you for good,” you knew your parents didn’t make it. They were the first to be targeted when war struck.

“Where have you been all this time?” and there it was, the question that would lead you to a spiral of lies.

“Earth. I don’t know why or how I got there. All I remember was waking up being surrounded by a bunch of people.”

“The people who brought you home?” He questioned.

“Yes, they took care of me when I was lost and alone. I am forever grateful for them,” and you meant that. Even after all the trauma you had been put through, you will forever be in the Avengers debt for how they helped you.

“Sister, if you are so grateful for them then why do you not want them to know you are here?”

And there it was!

You gulped as you carefully thought of the response to his question. If you told him the real truth you weren’t sure how he’d react. Your brother had always had your back, he would hurt anyone or anything that hurt you. While you wouldn't mind him reining down hell on the man who doesn’t deserve to walk free, you decided it would be better to forget the past and never return to your old life on earth.

“I couldn’t remember anything when I got to earth. You, mother, father, Zevitar, I couldn't even remember how I got there. One day, they finally found out about Zevitar and I took the chance to come back here. I didn’t think you would still be alive, brother. I took a chance to come back here, not knowing the circumstances of the planet.”

Your brother pondered for a bit. He raised his glass to his lips and you did the same, you couldn’t risk suspicion.

“Why did mother and father send me to earth, brother?” You figured now was a good time to ask.

“Sister, I’ll have to admit, a mistake was made which made us to believe you were dead,” you were confused. They thought you had died?

“When the war broke out, mother and father decided that I would stay back and fight and you would leave for a new planet. I promised them I would bring you home after the war, but we thought a tragedy had occurred.”

“What tragedy?”

You started to remember that day. The tensions of war had been increasing and soldiers were losing the battle. You knew that the opposing side wanted your family’s heads, so they devised a plan that could save you.

You were next in line to take the throne. Your parents needed you to be as far away from the planet as possible, so no one would find you and want to kill you. What you didn’t know was that your parents made your brother fight in the war. You guessed that he was forced to fight due to the loss of many soldiers.

“Mother and father had made a deal with Odin of Asgard. You were supposed to live out your days there until war was over. From what Odin had told us, Loki was behind your disappearance. He saw you as a threat and sent you away. The clever god made it seem like an accident had occured. Who would’ve thought you were alive all this time,” you were slowly nodding as you lifted your cup up to your lips, you had to make it look good, you didn’t need your brother finding out.

All this time, someone could’ve been looking for you, but because of a selfish god’s actions you ended up in a predicament that could’ve been avoided. Anger stewed in you, but you had to keep it at bay.

Your brother started to chuckle as you lifted your lips to the cup again. You gave him a weird look as you tried to keep your cool. There was no way that he knew what you were doing right?

“Tell me, sister. Why is it that you lift your lips to the cup, but do not drink the wine? Earth hadn’t dulled your taste buds has it?” Wrong…

He continued to laugh at your antics, but you stayed still. What’s the point in hiding it anyways? It’s not like in a few months a protruding stomach will give you away.

“Sister, sister are you alright?” You brother was out of his chair and by your side in an instant.

“Brother, I must tell you something,” tears started to fall from your eyes. You weren’t sure how your brother would react to the news.

“Sister, you can tell me anything. I promise you.”

“Brother, I’m pregnant,” you hid your hands in your face as you felt your brother still beside you. You knew what his next question would be.

“Where is the father?”

“He died in battle. He was a soldier on earth, he protected and served everyone,” you had to think quick. You knew the rules here, and since you were a royal you had to abide by them. At least you knew there was no chance of the father and your brother ever meeting, so you could get away with it.

“Oh sister, sister if I could only take away the pain,” your brother held you close. He understood now your urgency to not let your earth friends know the real reason you left.

You were pregnant with no husband to help you. The rules on earth and Zevitar must be the same when it comes to single mothers, a taboo. He knew that he must protect you now more than ever with your child on the way.

“It’s okay we will get through this together,” he shushed you into a calm state.

*9 months later*

Steve could taste the mix of cooper and soot on his tongue. He’d been fighting off Hydra agents for hours now and finally finished off the last one. It’s been months since he’s been at the compound, Steve’s been spending all his time looking for you.

He figured sitting around at home wasn’t going to bring you back, so he needed to go looking for you himself. He actually convinced the whole team at one point too.

While they got breaks in between missions, Steve was nonstop. He never took a moment to himself and never stopped fighting. The others gave up four months into his escapade. With no leads and fleeting hope, the rest of the Avengers had accepted you were gone and had no plans on returning.

Steve’s phone rang, he declined.

It rang again and again and again.

Each time he declined, Tony would keep on calling back. The man was persistent in getting the Captain home.

By what seemed like the ten thousandth call, Steve picked up.

“Tony, give it up, I can’t come home, not yet.”

“Rogers, as much as we appreciate you knocking off the Hydra lackeys so fast, your time is up,” Tony was annoyed and tired and fighting with Steve.

“Tony no-.”

“LISTEN, you have been gone for nine months, five months dark without team supervision, you need to get back, something’s come up.”

“Something,” Steve was intrigued, had they gotten a lead?

“It’s something that requires yours and all of the Avengers prominent attention. Now, you either turn the jet around or I’ll have to do it myself.”

“I’ll be on my way,” Steve sighed as he punched in the coordinates for back home.

Steve could sense General Ross’ fear before he even spoke. The man had been pacing back in force since he came to the compound. He didn’t stop until Tony told him to just spill his guts already.

“Ladies, Gentlemen, we are at war,” Steve sat up now feeling the same fear as the general.

“War? How is that even possible? There’s been no coverage-,” Ross cut off Tony.

“Not war on earth. We are going to war with another planet,” Ross ran the palm of his hand down his face.

The team started arguing with the general. They wondered just how an intergalactic war could even break out!

“Is there any way we can change their minds? Come up with a peace treaty of some sort?” Steve suggested.

“That’s why I’m here. We made plans to negotiate with their general about putting a stop to this before it can even start.”

“There’s a catch isn’t there. There’s always a catch with you,” Tony pointed out.

Ross huffed, “The general does not trust meeting on our planet, nor do we want to go to his. The general has stated they reached out to another planet willing to host both parties until we can work out a peace treaty.”

“And…” Tony baited.

“And, I would like some members of the Avengers to go and represent earth. You are the most trusted figures on this planet, maybe it can put them at ease,” Tony looked at Steve for confirmation, Steve nodded his head in agreement.

“We’ll go. Tony and I will work out who is coming and who is staying to hold down the compound. When do we leave?” Steve asked.

“In about three days. I want your team to be prepared for any type of back up. Bring your strongest just in case,” Steve hummed in agreement.

“And where will we be heading?”

“It’s a small planet, one that had just recovered from their own war a few years ago. They call their planet a planet of peace. Goes by the name Zevitar,” Ross handed Tony some files about the planet and what their mission would entail.

___ *Back on Zevitar*

Who knew that after all the pain you’ve felt in your life, childbirth would be the worst kind. After hours upon hours of excruciating labor, your baby was here.

The last few months haven't been easy. Your people would give you dirty looks when they thought you didn’t see them. They theorized the baby’s father was still alive and coming home was an excuse to be rid of him. Luckily, your brother had been extra protective over you. He even stayed by your side as your bundle of joy was born.

“Do we have a name,” your brother looked down at the sweet angel.

“Yes, would you like to announce it to the people,” your brother smiled as he approached the balcony where the loyal subjects were gathered.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of Zevitar…” silence filled the air, “the Princess has given birth to a Prince,” you heard the crowd go wild from your bed.

The whole crowd began to chant.

“LONG LIVE PRINCE ASHER OF ZEVITAR!”

___

*Meanwhile*

Carol kept quiet during the whole journey. Out of all the planets in the world, it just had to be your home planet. She only wished she would have warned you about who was coming.

“Preparing for landing,” she glanced back at the small team of Avengers.

Steve got up from his seat and began to brief the team.

“We need to be on our toes this entire mission. No slip ups, no mistakes. If anything goes wrong we could be putting this planet, and ours, at risk,” Steve began to lecture.

Carol landed in a secure spot where a group of guards were getting ready to approach the ship. She opened the doors as the team got up

“Tony, Carol, Sam, Bucky,” let’s go save our home.

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multifandom-girlie · 4 years ago

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𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞

Imagine: You have a serious argument and he lashes out in front of unsuspecting eyes.

Pairing: Klaus x Human!Reader

Warnings: Violence, Traumatic distress.

Words: 1694

Edited: Yes

Recently, my husband Klaus and I have been in a really bad place in our relationship. Rightfully so, Elijah staked himself to save me from possessing The Hollow and killing myself to make certain Klaus didn't lose 'the love of his life' or our children didn't lose their mother. Ever since, he's distanced himself and I understand, he lost his best friend, his brother and his mentor and he never prepared himself for it because he was immortal. But as of late, I've been getting pushed away and I don't really notice being pushed away until I'm alone and not busy like right now. Obviously I've had to stay strong for the kids and they know their father is struggling immensely and I know Klaus is angry and doesn't want to take that out on the kids. The problem is we haven't talked in months...eight months.

He's never home to talk or see the kids or anyone, he's always drunk and reeks of alcohol and comes home at stupid times in the morning which wakes the kids up. Which ends up being a nightmare when I have to get up whilst he passes out for the next day and then goes on his Midnight adventures. Truth is I don't feel like he loves me anymore and it's starting to hurt more and more, since I actually have time to think.

It's currently 6 pm and I'm cooking dinner for the boys and Nathalia(our children). Tonight it was honey salmon and vegetables, although mommy's having a little more wine tonight than salmon. I was just putting my glass of red down before chopping the carrots when Klaus walked in grabbed a bottle of beer out of the fridge and threw the lid on the counter right next to the bin.

"Dick."

He stopped and turned around walking towards the counter and placing the bottle on the counter.

"What was that love ?"

I continued to chop another carrot, ignoring the warmth of his body so close to mine. Having not being touched in weeks was starting to hit me but I wouldn't let it reach.

"That's what I thought. "

Ignoring him, I continued preparing dinner.

"Your so fucking immature Y/N."

He walked out the house and slammed the door behind him.

***

I had just started to clean up dinner as I didn't do it straight away after we ate. As I had to bath the kids and get them ready for bed before Klaus got home. No doubt he'd yell at me if they were still awake. I managed to polish off two and a half bottles of red tonight and I was finishing off the rest of the bottle whilst cleaning up. I heard the door open and my eyes shot to the clock, checking the time. 1:45 am, just on time. I was putting the last plate away when I downed my glass and put the wine away. Klaus walked up behind me and started to kiss my neck, his alcohol ridden breath hitting me but also a sweet smell.... is that perfume ?! I pushed him away and tried going upstairs. He grabbed my arm and yanked me back.

"What do you want Klaus ?"

"I want to fuck you."

"Not happening. The stench of perfume and sex already on you is making me sick."

"Oh stop judging love."

"I'm sorry, did you just tell me to stop judging ?! You cheated on me you cunt."

"It was one girl and it didn't mean anything."

"Whatever Klaus."

I decided to walk into the living room to put away the toys that weren't put away. He downed the rest of his beer he brought home with him and got another one. He sat down and drank some more. I finished cleaning and went to walk upstairs. I quickly realised that he was actually talking to me and that I had an opportunity to sort this out.

"Babe ?"

He groaned.

"What love ?"

"We need to talk."

"I don't want to talk Y/N."

"We need too. How has our relationship come to this ?"

"What do you mean Y/N?"

"I mean you don't talk to me anymore, you sleep all day, cheat on me all night and you don't even see the kids anymore."

He scoffed and walked into the kitchen to get another beer and he leant against the counter. I followed him in and placed myself in front of him.

"Klaus stop avoiding this. Talk to me !"

He started to let the alcohol take over and he started to raise his voice.

"Fuck off Y/N, I don't want to talk !"

"Why ?"

"Because I hate you ! That's why !"

"So ten minutes ago you wanted to have sex and now you hate me. Are you fucking bipolar?! Stop raising your voice as well, the kids are asleep."

"I don't give it a shit about waking the fucking kids Y/N."

"I swear to god, you wake those beautiful children upstairs and I'm kicking you out, I promise you."

"Your not kicking me out of my own house. Your the one that started this."

"Please tell me, how ?!"

"You killed my brother ! It's your fault he's fucking dead ! I can live without you but he's my fucking brother Y/N."

"Are you fucking kidding me ?! How the hell is that my fault Klaus, I didn't ask him to do that. He did it because he cares about you !"

"No he cares about you ! He didn't give a shit about me, he didn't want you to die because he loved you ! Not for me or the kids, you !"

"So that's what this is about ? You think he loved me more ?!"

"No, I know he loved you more ! But you still fucking killed my brother and I hate you for that."

"I'm not gonna stand here and listen to this ! I deserve better than this."

"Really ? So you and Elijah didn't kiss on New Years then no ? He didn't proceed to kiss you again on your birthday ? and Mine ?!"

"I NEVER kissed back Nik !"

"Don't fucking lie to me Y/N ! I fucking saw it !"

"I just told you Nik, I never kissed back. He kissed me !"

"I don't believe you. I don't believe you love me anymore. Do you ?"

"Nik..."

"Do you !"

I stood there looking at him in the eyes, I didn't want to lie to him but I didn't know how he'd react. He slammed his beer bottle on the counter and walked over to me, pinning me against the wall by my shoulders.

"Answer me !"

I closed my eyes, allowing tears to roll down my face. I flinched as his hand touched my face, his eyes softened a little but quickly went hard once again. I opened my eyes bravely and shrugged at him whilst biting my bottom lip to keep my cries in. His hard exterior fell from his face and a tear rolled down his cheek, he stumbled backwards and turned his back to me. I walked slowly over to him and placed my small hand on his shoulder without realising that it triggered his anger to surface. The next thing I knew I was pinned up again the wall by my neck and a hard punched reached my nose, breaking it. I fell to the ground and he grabbed another beer out the fridge and sat staring at me emptily, whilst chugging his beer down.

I laid on the floor clutching my nose and trying not to scream to worry the kids, I never wanted them to find out about this. So I struggled to get up and when I finally stood up so did Klaus and he yanked me back by my hair and placed his mouth near my ear.

"You tell no one about this, do you understand me ?"

I didn't reply, I was in too much pain but he yanked harder and the mass of tears flowing down my cheeks got heavier.

"Do you ?!"

"Y-Yes."

He bit into his wrist and forced it in my mouth, forcing his healing blood down my throat. My nose re-positioned and the pain vanished, almost as if it were never there. He sat me down on the sofa and he got me a glass of water once I gulped it down, he pulled me into his side. I heard him gulped and a few tears land on my head. He was crying.

"I'm sorry for everything. Pushing you away, blaming you for Elijah's sacrifice, cheating on you but most importantly for laying my hands on you. I'm meant to be your protector not the person who causes the things you need to be protected from."

I sat up and grabbed his face, before kissing him passionately. He kissed back. For once I felt as if things were actually going to get better. Klaus stopped pushing me away, he didn't lay a finger on me again or sleep with another girl. He was my husband and father of my kids again.

Little did the know their eldest son saw the whole thing.

***

Henry's POV

I was sleeping peacefully like usual, which meant my dad wasn't home yet thank god. I hate him so much. He treats my mom like shot and I still have to pretend like I know nothing because my mom thinks we are so oblivious to the mistreatment. Then I checked my phone 2:05 am followed with a slam downstairs. I snuck down the stairs, knowing full well I was dead meat if I was found out of bed. I got to the middle balcony of stairs and had a perfect view in the kitchen and as soon as I got there I sat down and saw dad yelling at my mom. Next thing I see is her on the floor with him a broken nose and my dad being smug about it. I went back up to my bedroom to perfect my plan.

How was I to kill my father ?

***

Children:

Daughter-4 years old named Nathalia.

Son-9 years old named Ansel.

Son-15 years old named Daniel

Part 2

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lavendairs · 3 years ago

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♚ ━━━ ❛ ALL ABOUT AUGUST.

G E N E R A L —

NAME. his full birth name is august ahn-evergreene, his last names being a combination of his maternal and paternal last names because his mother wasn’t going to allow her children to not have her last name in some fashion. however, in his twenties he drops evergreene and only uses ahn as his last name due to a rift with his mother / wanting an identity separate from her ( he’s not fond of his father either but he has a habit of leaving town so it’s easier for august to distance himself from that part of his family’s ‘legacy’ ).

AGE. he appears in his late 20s ( 27-30 ) but is around 60 years old due to the extended lifespan of a mage.

HEIGHT. he stands at 6′1 ( 185.42 ). no, he’s not a sloucher and is the type to internally judge people who do because stand up straight wtf?

WEIGHT. 170 pounds ( 77.1kg ). he’s lean and not overly muscular; doesn’t do much heavy physical activity anymore due to his current ‘condition’.

ETHNICITY. korean-filipino american mage. he comes from a bloodline of magic-users. if commenting on his natural magical prowess, expect a dry ‘of course, i was breed to be.’ in response.

OCCUPATION. he is what the people of crescent creek call ‘the overseer’, the highest sitting member of the council of novema ( or just ‘the council’ for short ). they are the ones who ‘govern’ the town and its people, establishing laws and stepping in to resolve high-level matters between residents if it should come to it. with the council needing to hear matters from the magi, vampires, fae, werewolves, and other beings, august has a constant headache.

GENDER. cis-male.

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. he would state that he’s heterosexual but admittedly he’s never fully explored his sexuality enough for that to be a definite statement. he hasn’t seriously dated in a very long time™ and it isn’t interested in changing that.

MBTI. INTJ-A, The Architect — it can be lonely at the top. as one of the rarest personality types – and one of the most capable – architects ( INTJs ) know this all too well. rational and quick-witted, architects may struggle to find people who can keep up with their nonstop analysis of everything around them. these personalities can be both the boldest of dreamers and the bitterest of pessimists. architects believe that, through willpower and intelligence, they can achieve even the most challenging of goals. but they may be cynical about human nature more generally, assuming that most people are lazy, unimaginative, or simply doomed to mediocrity.

S P E C I F I C S —

FAVOURITE FOOD. he’s very particular about getting his three meals a day in if he can but he probably has the most fondest for food that was often served at dinner time with his family or when all his cousins spent time at his lola’s house when they visited her. dishes such as bopis, kimchi, pancit canton, tocino and rice, korean styled steak, etc. are personal favorites.

FAVOURITE DRINK. his day isn’t complete without having a nice, chilled glass of vintage red wine during dinner ( and maybe just drinking straight from the bottle by the end of the night ). he does enjoy drinking rosé during a nice breakfast or lunch depending on the bottle.

FAVOURITE HOBBY. brooding. joking aside, he does enjoy sparring matches, ‘magical’ based sparring matches. he does practice taekkyeon ( korean martial arts ) and enjoys mixing spells in by shocking opponents, blocking their spells with his own wards, etc.

FAVOURITE SCENT. the smell of freshly cut grass as well as the scent of pomegranates, vanilla, cinnamon, and musk. the former is bittersweet and nostalgic, reminding of his years as a teen: when he was young, oblivious, and only had to be concerned about being late to football / soccer practice. the latter reminds him of someone he would rather forget.

FAVOURITE PERSON. i. his twin brother, ansel ahn. his death still hurts and he’ll always partially blame himself for it - despite the fact that there would’ve been nothing he could’ve done to change it. ( this is the part where that wand.avision quote is inserted in ). the loss of his brother dramatically changes the course of his life. ii. his lola, nora evergreene. she grounds him a lot. one of the few times he’s at peace is when he visits her for brunch every third saturday of the month. iii. his ex, audrey cramer. he would never admit it out loud though - at least not anymore.

T E N F A C T S —

he’s well versed in magical creatures : one of the 'gifts’ of being the overseer is the ability to traverse pass the veil - a barrier / entry way that exist between ‘earth’ and the many dimensions that exist beyond it. this ability, however, is one that has fallen out of use over the past few decades. ever the abnormally, august makes use of this ability for his own personal agenda. outside of the different races that already live within crescent creek ( witches, vampires, werewolves, fairies, etc. ), there are those that prefer to live freely in their own worlds rather than live in secrecy on earth. so yes, he has met unicorns and he thinks most of them are actually assholes.

on the nature of the veil : the origin of the veil itself is a mystery. all that is known that about its existence is that many millennium ago, those from different dimensions ( or ‘worlds’ ) were able to freely pass through it without the need of assistance or a spell. as time progressed and humanity began to rise, passage through the veil became increasingly more restricted, leading to entry ways within the veil being sealed and only accessible through the leader in each world ( ex. the overseer in crescent creek ). although the town of crescent creek has always traded with other towns, cities, etc. pass the veil, many of those trades have slowed to a stop entirely as those dimensions have become inaccessible. to somewhat ease panic and concern, the council has framed the issue being due to other dimensions permanently closing themselves off from earth ( a situation that has previously happened some worlds ). in truth, the veil itself has become 'infected’ by a foreign spell that’s led to the blocking of entry ways that lead into other worlds. due to not knowing the source of the spell and its affect on the veil, the knowledge of its presence is unknown to most people in crescent creek. // note: this is more of an overall ‘lore’ fact that explains the backdrop of what’s going on in this ‘world’ to understand other facts about him. in the grand scheme of things, this wouldn’t come up when interacting with him.

he doesn’t believe in astrologists, psychics, fortune tellers, etc. : which may seem contradictory considering he’s a literal magical being but in his experience, it’s typically humans pushing pseudoscience or mages using their magic to con clueless humans. people in that line of ‘work’ are hacks to him - especially since he’s seen it first hand with his own father’s profession.

over the past twenty years, he’s been continuing his brother’s research : ansel, his older, twin brother, had been studying the distortions within the veil in secret before his death a decade prior. although the status of the veil was supposed to be concealed to those outside of the council’s reach, ansel confided in his brother before his death. in august’s eyes, whatever spell that’s taken over the veil is an active threat and with the backing of onyx crane, a vampire on the council, and his cousin, faye evergreene, he began an almost obsessive-like determination to complete his brother’s work and find answers - even if it’s to his own detriment. // *note: with a big soap opera trope being people returning from the dead, it shouldn’t be shocking to discover that ansel, is in fact, not actually dead. he used a storm that hit the town as a means to fake his own death ( disasters that kill off characters is usually a soap opera storyline that happens during ‘sweeps’ period ) and left town for his own agenda.

the youngest overseer to sit in the council : his status as the overseer is one steeped in controversy due to...a variety of reasons: an overseer typically is replaced by another council member by vote or an apprentice to the overseer should they have one after an overseer’s death, resignation, or if they’ve been forcefully discharged from the position. none of these things applied to august’s own mother, tala ahn-evergreene, when he usurped her - blackmailing the council by threatening to expose the truth about the current threat of the veil. // *note: in every ( american ) soap opera, it is a staple to have a ‘thing’, whether it be a business, a central institution in town ( ex. a hospital ), or a position ( CEO of a company, chief of staff at a hospital, etc. ) that many of the characters are tied to or even fighting for control over. ELQ, the quartermaine’s family business on general hospital, often have storylines where family members are fighting over shares of the company, who should run it, or the family teaming up to oust an outsider that’s taken over the company ( funnily enough, there is a story like the latter happening on the show right now ). the point here is that being the overseer or even sitting on the council of novema is that ‘thing’ that people fight over to be on for various reason.

he takes his personal upkeep very seriously : there’s a lot of things one could say about crescent creek’s current overseer but no one can ever say they’ve seen august ahn not look put together when he’s out and about ( this is him going out publicly basically ). as someone who values consistency and control in his life but pretty much never has it, august actually highly treasures the time spent doing his morning / nightly skincare routines, getting his acupuncture treatments, and so on. he supports the self care movement essentially.

he ( as well as his siblings ) once witnessed one of his father’s affairs : it was an awful experience. -10/10. doesn’t recommend. this incident shapes his attitude towards relationships in general and how he operates within them. august has a very black and white attitude about relationships: you are either with him 100% or you’re not with him at all. it’s unhealthy and he has to unpack that. // *fun fact: this is actually a real event that happened with this family back in the sims 2 over ten years ago - they just all had different names, were a different race, and so on at that point.. they’ve changed a lot:tm:.

may be an active suspect for murder : it happens. when marlena cramer, a former council member, suddenly passes on, the town is overtaken by a wave of a grief...that soon becomes shock and suspicion when her death is rules to be from unnatural causes. between being one of the last people to see her alive and reports of him wanting her off the council, august becomes one of the prime suspects for her murder case. // *note: whodunit’s are probably up there with ‘who’s the daddy’ storylines in terms of being the most common soap opera staple ( ex. who shot j.r. on dallas ).

voted most likely to be successful in his HS yearbook : august was the picture perfect prom king, the jock that was friends with everyone on campus, and the one everyone expected ride off into the sunset with his hs sweetheart. on paper, august was well rounded - some would say outright perfect. today, those who knew him in high school would shake their heads and ask themselves what happened to the boy who always smiled at them when he passed you by in the hallway or whose laughter could easily be heard the loudest in a classroom. august, as he is now, is a stranger to those that once knew him.

it’s happening gradually but he is, in fact, dying : many of the worlds that had become unaccessible were not only blocked off but were actively decaying - many of its residents fleeing to other worlds before they were forever trapped in a dying one while others locked their entry ways to stop the spell from spreading to their own homes. the overseers in crescent creek were restricted from traversing the veil themselves due to the unknown risk of the spell, a rule that august actively ignores. every time he travels through the veil, the more the spell slowly eats away at him - a fact that he is well aware of and he has no desire to stop. he will keep traveling worlds ( and helping those he can ) until he finds the source of the spell and kills its caster himself.

FIVE THINGS HE LIKES.

visiting the sauna. the heat helps with his internal pain.

eating home-cooked meals.

getting hydrafacials ( james_franco_so_good.gif ).

smoking with his cousin, faye.

blasting emo music as he gets drunk, questions his life choices, and stares at the ceiling

FIVE THINGS HE DISLIKES.

feeling used.

disloyal / uncommitted people

selfishness.

tough, chewy steak.

cheap wine.

COMMON WORDS / PHRASES THAT ANNOY THEM. during a misunderstanding or argument, the worst thing to tell him is that he ‘doesn’t understand’. even if the person is somewhat correct, august is a person that prides himself on being an objective observer of a situation, rational in his thinking, and not someone who lets his emotions dictate his choices. saying something like that to him would just further annoy him.

PERSONALITY TYPES THEY PREFER. those who are smart, loyal, and efficient. those who are willing to dirty their hands on occasion, and believe that the ends do justify the means.

PERSONALITY TYPES THEY AVOID. selfish and incompetent people, those who proceed to waste his time, useless people in positions of powers, jerky unicorns.

WHAT DO YOU FIND DIFFERENT / DISTINCT ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?

the whole concept of this ‘world’ is based around soap opera cliches and tropes so the character is intentionally ‘tropey’ and meant to pull from different fictional men from the genre - as well as outside of it. i would say him being the leading man is unique within itself because people of color in soaps ( at least within american soaps which this is all inspired by ) are generally never the leads or involved in what i actually watch soaps for: the drama, the love stories, the scheming, the cheating, etc. they’re usually the straight men to the white characters; living well off but boring lives and are rarely given front burner stories. all black people in a soap opera are usually always going to somehow know each other, only date each other, etc. you can switch black people out with latinos, asians, etc. and it would still be true. the characters of color are easily written off as a result of this.

in general, soap operas are very white - and still are today. they have a history of casting white people as mexican characters, ex. lindsay hartley as theresa on passions. asian american soap characters are severly lacking - i could probably count the amount of i’ve seen on screen. a black actress formerly on general hospital mentioned how people jokingly called the show ‘generally white hospital’ behind the scenes. chad.wick bos.eman left all my children because of how much of a stereotype his character was - and he was right ( ironically, michael b. jord.an was his recast ). some shows are getting better, bold and beautiful currently has a story involving two characters cheating ( one of which is black ) and it’s hot af but it’s still not enough for the times we’re in. this isn’t a problem exclusive to soaps either - most media has a problem with this. people of color aren’t getting lead roles and especially not romantic lead roles - even if they do, the shows always make it a interracial romance with a white person ( ex. bridg/erton ) as if people of color of different races are incapable of dating each other.

finally, i’ve noticed that you rarely see asian american men portrayed as romantic leads or desirable ( at least in a non-fetishized way ) in western media. that’s pretty lame:tm: so that was also a factor when i revamped audrey’s love interest ( parts of ‘old’ him still exist, ex. him being a jock / king of the school as a teen, a complicated relationship with his brother, etc ). anyway, stan august uwu.

tagged by: i took it from myself. tagging: anyone who wants to.

#❀ . ❛ august : study : headcanon .#❀ . ❛ august : study : worldbuilding .#this is the closest you're getting out of me for an about page tbh #i might do a separate lore dump but i kind of don't want to lol #adultery //

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bellemorte180 · 4 years ago

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Winners of the Wanderlust Betting Pool - @donlrose

Thank you so much to everyone who participated in the Wanderlust Betting Pool. In return, @klavscaroline and I decided to make a mini drabble and edit of their choice for the winners.

Prompt: Anything along the lines of mates where Caroline is a lone wolf and comes across Klaus pack. At first, she's hesitant to trust him but can't deny the mates bond. But give them a happy ending, real life is depressing enough.

Written by @bellemorte180 | Edit by @klavscaroline

Caroline looked out over the busy streets of New Orleans. After years on the run, Caroline never thought she would ever find a home again. She had been alone for so long that she was beginning to believe that she was a freak. That she had some mutation that lingered in her genes; or a punishment for the death that was caused at her hands. Seeing that her parents were dead, she supposed that she would never get the chance to ask them. When she first turned at the full moon, she was angry at their death and at them for leaving her so unprepared.

“What are you thinking of?” Klaus asked as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle. Caroline leaned back into embrace; feeling his lips touch the top of her head. How her life had completely changed in the last six weeks. She went from being alone, bouncing from city to city, to belonging to a pack when she did not know others like herself existed. She resisted at first, not understanding what was happening around her or why she felt this electric draw to a man who was cursed in the same way she was. She wanted to touch him, run her fingers through his hair and that instinct put her on edge; so she bolted. “I can hear the wheels turning in that beautiful head of yours from across the room.”

“I’m thinking of my parents and wondering what they would have thought of all this.” Bill and Liz Forbes died when Caroline was five years old. It was a strange accident that could not be explained, and Caroline was taken in by Grayson and Miranda Gilbert. They were the only family that she knew. She had a family but all of that was stripped away during the first moon transformation she experienced. The Gilbert’s threw her out of the house; even if they didn’t blame her for Elena’s death but they could not abide by the fact that she turned into a wolf at the full moon. They called her a monster. “I know that the Gilberts would be ashamed, because apparently I terrify them, but I wondered what my birth parents would say. What they would think of all this. If they even knew at all about the gene.”

“They may not have.” Klaus answered her honestly. “The gene has been lost in many families over the centuries, or so I’m told. If not, a single person kills someone else, even by accident, there is a chance that they wouldn’t know until…”

“Until you get really drunk and push your sister into a pool as a joke; forgetting that going headfirst into the shallow end could break someone’s neck.” She looked down at her hands. Elena’s death still tore at her conscience. She loved her like a sister and to be responsible for her death was not an easy thing for Caroline to get over; sometimes she feels as though she deserves the curse put on her. “Is it wrong to feel as though I don’t deserve you? Or is it wrong to be happy?”

“Caroline.” Klaus turned her in his arms and leaned down, kissing her lips gently before placing his hands on her face. “When I was fifteen years old, my father was teaching to shoot a bow and arrow. My finger slipped and I ended up killing my father’s friend. I felt guilty for a long time, especially when the curse was triggered but don’t let the fact that we are mated make you guilty. It’s a gift, one that I refuse to let go of.”

“Yeah. You made that abundantly clear when you refused to accept my rebuff towards your advances.” Caroline teased. When Klaus had all but stated that he wanted to claim her as his mate, she did not know what that meant. She had thought it was some caveman ritual that would lead her to being barefoot, pregnant and completely dependent upon him. Not even knowing Klaus then, she ran for the hills. It took him the better part of three weeks to explain the werewolf world and what having a mate meant to them.

It meant having a partner.

Equality.

The sex was just a bonus.

“You didn’t make it easy that is for sure.” He leaned down and kissed her gently again. They broke apart and Caroline leaned against his chest. She closed her eyes as she listened to the sound of his heart beating against his chest. It was a sound that Caroline found soothing. “I suppose that is why I like you. I suppose our wolves knew what they were doing when they bounded us together.”

“I suppose waking up naked next to you in the woods during a full moon kind of forced me to accept the fact that you were not just giving me lines to get me into bed.” Caroline told him and Klaus snorted at that. During her travels, she had seen all sorts of men try and pick her up and get her into their bed. However, Caroline was not that kind of girl so when Klaus pretty much said that they were fated to be together, she assumed it was just another pick-up line and a bad one at that; she never actually considered that he was serious. When she woke next to him, naked and in the woods, not only did she realize that he wasn’t lying about them being mates but the pull she felt in her bones to him began to make sense. “Being with you now, it makes me wonder why I resisted for those first few weeks. Especially, when I was so excited to find people who were like me.”

“You were a lone wolf for years, Caroline and one who did not understand what was happening to her. It’s natural and understandable that you would be resistant.” Klaus soothed her worries. She thought on his upbringing and compared it to hers. He was raised with wolves his entire life. His mother abandoned him on his father’s doorstep days after his birth because she didn’t want to raise a wolf child. His father, Ansel, never provided a name or address for his mother; just that she didn’t want him. It explained why he bonded so closely with his wolves and why they mattered so much to him. “You’re not alone anymore, Sweetheart. You have a family.”

“I do, don’t I?”

“Yeah you do.” Klaus’s smile was wide and his dimples creased in his cheeks. “I played in those streets as a kid. This city is filled with wolves and I always felt like I belonged here. Our children, when they come, will never suffer the uncertainty that you felt if they ever trigger the curse. Their lives and the one we will build together will be filled with laughter, love, and music. Genuine beauty. I promise you.”

“Are we…making plans?” Caroline asked. It was such a foreign concept to her. For years she traveled from one place to the next, never knowing what the next few years would bring her; haunted by Elena’s ghost that she felt followed her everywhere. In the span of a few weeks, she had a family and a life that she could build.

“Yes Sweetheart, I believe we are.”

#klaroline #wanderlust betting pool #congrats!#mates au

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scotianostra · 3 years ago

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On December 27th 1904 J M Barrie’s play Peter Pan premiered at the Duke of York Theatre, London.

According to wiki we have had 26 different stage plays about or eponymous boy who never grew up, the latest being only two years ago, Peter Pan: reimagined fro the Birmingham Rep.

Wiki says there have been 12 films, including the animated ones, and on the small screen in various guises, Peter has been explored 12 times.

The charm of J M Barrie’s character lives on in several video games and who knows how long we will continue to see Peter appear in years to come.

#Scotland #scottish #play.#playwright #peter pan #book #story #history

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buttered-ghost-toast · 4 years ago

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😱😱 SLASHER OC INTRO POST 😱😱

Ansel Alan Watts

"Don't you dare call me that name. Your choices are 'Alan' or 'Sir'."

(bloody boy under story under cut)

He is a sociopathic serial killer living and working in Chicago. He was born in Indiana to Luca and Sarah and is named after his grandfathers, Ansel on his fatherside and Alan on his mother's. As a child Ansel was often teased for being from a family of immigrants who barely spoke any English and the fact that his family raised pigs, so from an early age he found no interest in socializing, instead spending much of his time reading and learning about anything and everything often conducting experiments in one of the empty silos on his family's property.

Ansel's parents were very supportive and nurturing, often being the only ones who encouraged him to challenge the world around him. They didn't have much, but often went without to allow their son to have what he needed. They gifted him his most prized possession, a small ceramic piggy bank named Penny which they bought as the livestock finally began to turn a profit.

At around the age of 6, there was an unfortunate accident where his parent's small home caught fire due to faulty old wiring left unrepaired by previous owners. Ansel and Penny were the only ones to make it out, and per his parents' will, Ansel inherited the sizeable sum of money they had saved as well as the entirety of the family's farmland.

After the death of his parents, Ansel became more reserved and was bounced from relative to relative scatterrd on the family's land l, most of whom were, at this point, aunts and an uncle who married off an on with locals that had rap sheets a country mile long, most often cases of domestic abuse which spiraled and snowballed and rolled downhill landing neatly on Ansel's face most of the time. As he began to grow more defensive (read by relative X as ungrateful) he would be thrown out to sleep with the pigs in the summer or locked in the cellar in winter.

When his grandfather Alan emigrated to America to spend his later golden years with family, he saw the way Ansel was treated and took him under his wing. He protected the boy from verbal and moat of the physical abuse and reprimanded anyone who continued to treat him poorly. This went on a few years until Alan suffered a massive heart attack and passed. Ansel was then 16 and had worked his way into early University admissions to major in Biochemistry. He dumped his first name and chose to go by his middle name to honor his late grandfather.

As an adult (32), and more importantly in his murder life, Ansel..er...Alan, is very much closed off to others. No one has ever been kind to him since he’s such a pompous douche, or if they were they're long since dead now, and he has no interest in going through all that again. He is arrogant and definitely believes himself to be above others. As he began his secondary education he was introduced to Thomas Harris's Red Dragon series and found comfort in the character of Hannibal Lecter, slowly picking up traits and habits of the fictional doctor here and there until he built him up so highly that he became the ultimate idol.

Yeah...Ansel is a cannibal. Well...sort of. He wants to do everything that Lecter does but he just can't seem to find the taste for long pig. It doesn't stop him from trying to master his mind and keep it down. He has tried everything and every method or preparation and combination of seasoning. Nothing has worked so far.

As far as an MO or typical victim profile, its really up to chance. There are many people he finds irritating and a long list of people he would like to have gone from the world, but sometimes it comes on a whim and he finds himself stuffing a body in the trunk of his car then making the trip back to the farm for the weekend. There isn't a particular weapon he fancies, but he does tend to bring out a sledgehammer for a majority of his kills...its just the best way to crunch a skull.

When he's got someone tied up in a barn, he likes to take his time and really have a little fun. Sometimes its mind games, other times just physical torture and every once in a while, he will let them escape and get just far enough before they get an arrow through the chest. Keeps things lively!

Disposal is easy when you've got plenty of cute piggies ready to help you out! After a nice messy evening, he will mix his victims in with the Grade-A slop and feed them to his prize winning swine.

And at the end of the night, he will always come home to his best girl, Penny.

#slasher oc #don't call him Ansel he will eat you #my oc stuff #oc intro post #horror oc

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orchestralcollage · 3 years ago

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Current Name: Benjamin Cardiff

Nickname: Benji

Age: 315 (stopped aging between 17 - 19)

Species: vampire/werewolf hybrid

Gender/Pronouns: demiboy, he/they

Orientation: pan-aromantic/demisexual

Occupation: Chef at Maple Diner

Neutral when it comes to the Seelie Court

Traits to describe Benji: quick-learner, affable, generous, secretive, odd, lonely

tw: death, torture, assault, rape/rape mention

Benjamin Cardiff, not their birth name, was born in a small home out in the middle of the forest to a vampire and a werewolf. He grew up isolated, learning to survive off the land, and how to effectively hide in the event someone ever found them so far out from the rest of society.

They’d lived out in the woods, undisturbed by the outside world for the most part, and at peace with nature for almost 25 years when hunters found them. The attack on their home had come too fast for any of them to escape, and his parents did their best to defend their child, and all three to defend their home. However, it wasn’t enough and ‘Benji’ watched as one of the hunters ripped the charmed pendant that allowed his father to walk in the sun from his neck, and his father immediately burst into flames, becoming nothing more than a pile of ashes. His mother suffered much worse, some of the hunters gleefully taking turns burning her with silver on her skin, stabbing her in different nonfatal parts of her body with silver daggers, and forcing wolfsbane down her throat before decapitating her lifeless body to make sure she was dead. While two of the others beat, cut, and burned him and left him for dead after having their way with him.

He came to near nightfall and started to wander through the woods, he’d never been to the town before, but he knew it existed as his parents had sometimes gone for supplies. He’d had no intentions of staying, only to find something to bury his mother and what he could of his father. On his way he collapsed, and two days later was found barely alive by someone.

When he came to, again, a few days later he was in a strange bed in a strange place with strange people. He’d been taken to the town’s medic, and had people asking him questions. Ones that he had answers to, but knew he had to lie about. Because of his appearance, he was taken to the orphanage, though he was only there less than a week before running away.

He lived on the streets and in abandoned places, learning ways to survive off this new type of land. Sometimes with the help of others that lived there as well, but often on his own. When others started noticing that he wasn’t getting an older they left.

Over the next hundred or so years Benji lived a nomadic life, never able to stay in any place for too long. He learned other skills from those who were willing to teach him, usually in exchange for some type of work, and even found a few that gave him a home, even if eventually he always left. Even with how kind some of the people who took him in over the years were, they never truly felt safe with any of them. Still, suffering from nightmares of the hunters, though they’d happened less and less over the years.

They've lived all over, explored new places, fought in some wars, protested others, gained and lost friends, spent time in prison, traveled and lived with carnivals, magic shows, and theater troupes, and lived several other lifetimes before. (Not necessarily in that order)

They came to Faerune some 20 odd years ago. The first place since with his parents that he’d ever felt a true sense of safety. It was also the first place he didn’t feel he would have to eventually leave because of his inability to ever truly grow up.

It was here that they gave themself the name Benjamin or Benji for short, always changing his name whenever he found a new place to live.

While Benji can’t grow old or get sick and die as a vampire/werewolf hybrid he still has had his fair share of injuries and close calls with the plenty scars to prove it. Some scars that are older than most people and their grandparents combined. Not to mention that not all scars are physical. It’s nothing short of a miracle, that they’ve lived as long as they have. Perhaps there was something to his mother naming him Ansel, a name he's always given as his middle name if asked, which one of the meanings of is 'God's protection'

#faeruneintro #intro: benji #tw death #tw assault #tw torture #tw rape mention

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amillioninprizes · 4 years ago

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A Tale of Two P.I.s: How Stumptown Succeeded Where Veronica Mars Failed

A hardboiled female private eye with a drinking problem, a litany of temporary sexual partners, and trauma resulting from her romantic soulmate dying in an explosion that’s partially her fault solves mysteries.

This could describe either the freshman ABC show Stumptown, starring Cobie Smulders as military veteran Dex Parios, or Rob Thomas’s intended vision for an adult Veronica Mars in the wake of the recent S4 that aired on Hulu. Many VM fans turned to the former after the supreme disappointment that was S4 in order to get their kickass lady detective fix; a common refrain that I’ve seen is that Stumptown is the show that adult Veronica Mars should have been. Notably, Stumptown was recently renewed for a second season, while Hulu has declined to order more seasons of Veronica Mars. Now that the pain of VM S4 is less fresh, I recently watched the first season of Stumptown to see if it was worth the hype. Here are the reasons why I think that Stumptown has been renewed for a second season while Veronica Mars has, much like Susan Knight, been left dead in the water:

Dex is a competent detective

Like, I shouldn’t even have to say this, but: if you’re going to make a show about a private investigator, that character should be able to crack cases. Rather infamously, Veronica did not solve any mysteries in VM S4: Keith solved the bomber mystery, Logan solved the congressman blackmail mystery, and Vinnie solved the missing ring mystery. Veronica just kind of floated around being a mean party girl.

Meanwhile Dex, despite being less experienced as a detective, uses her smarts and background as a military interrogator to solve the mystery of the week. She notably utilizes disguises and undercover work, two former features of Veronica’s investigating that were missing in S4. The show also makes a decent attempt to portray the realities of her having to obtain a license to be a PI and work legally, including an internship and dealing with consumer complaints. Contrast this with the proposed future seasons of VM as a traveling detective--something that would be nigh impossible giving licensing requirements.

I think the contrast between the two’s abilities can best be seen in their opening scenes of the season: Dex, at the casino, is able to suss out a married dude hitting on her pretty quickly, comprehensively listing his tells. Meanwhile, Veronica’s first scene in S4 has her randomly smashing a client’s belongings to find hidden cameras and then unprofessionally overcharging her. If that’s how she treats clients, it’s no wonder that Mars Investigations is financially struggling at the beginning of S4.

Stumptown also does a better job than VM S4 of showing why the protagonist chooses to be a detective. For Dex, it gives her stability and a sense of purpose that had been lacking since her return from Afghanistan. On the other hand, Veronica is shown to be somewhat dissatisfied with her life in S4, but it’s never explicitly addressed why; it’s also not examined why she remains in Neptune as a detective when she could use her Ivy League law degree at any time and live anywhere, especially when she appears to no longer have a talent for being a detective. Logan briefly broaches the subject in one scene, but it’s dropped just like every other VM plot thread.

Dex is a marshmallow

As has been covered extensively elsewhere (including the pages of this very blog), probably the largest issue that people had with S4 of Veronica Mars outside of Logan’s death was Veronica’s characterization. Rob Thomas said in interviews that he told the writers this season to write Veronica like a porcupine; the end result was a portrayal that dialed all of Veronica’s negative traits to 11, added new ones, and completely removed the softer aspects of her character that made her such a compelling and complex protagonist. There was an attempt to give Veronica an emotional connection to the bomber mystery via the character Matty, but for most viewers it didn’t resonate due the flat affect of both actresses and poor writing. It was hard to feel like Matty was a sympathetic underdog when she had a wealthy mother ready to whisk her away to Paris for Spring Break. Veronica also doesn’t appear to have retained her former drive for justice; she mostly seems interested in collecting a paycheck (and if that’s the case I again ask why she isn’t using her Columbia law degree). She also weaponizes her white womanhood against a Latino teenager. What a great role model!

Contrast this with the also outwardly caustic Dex, who initially IS only in it for the paycheck. First off, even that’s somewhat noble in that she needs to take care of her adult brother with Down’s syndrome. Yet she quickly finds her sense of justice overcoming her desire to make bank. We see this early in the season when she turns against the PI she is shadowing in order to help a young mother obtain custody of her child from her wealthy, abusive ex-husband. This is also seen when she brokers a deal to protect the privacy of the biological child of a political candidate she’s been hired to find dirt on.

Dex also relies heavily on her support system--namely her brother Ansel, best friend Gray, food truck purveyor Tookie, and even police detective Hoffman. She resists her brother moving out because she’d be lonely without him, and her entire found family are instrumental in helping her with her cases. This isn’t necessarily different from Veronica per se, although Veronica treated her loved ones cruelly in S4. Additionally, Rob Thomas wanted to continue the show without them, despite how heavily Veronica relied on them both to help her with cases as well as emotionally.

Stumptown also shows that even if Dex hasn’t fully processed her trauma, she is capable of growing. She makes nice with her high school enemy after clearing her daughter of suspected drug dealing. Contrast this with Veronica, who punched her high school nemesis at her high school reunion (and for the five millionth time, no one wanted to see that) and was shown to have regressed as an adult to be more immature at age 35 than she was at 17. That didn’t make her seem more cool or noir, just sad.

Also, Dex actually manages to brush her hair. (But srsly I need to know how they get her hair to do that great wavy thing).

Dex’s trauma is thoughtfully addressed

As a corollary to the above point: there was obviously Something Wrong with Veronica in S4, but the show didn’t bother to explain what had transpired between the end of the second book and S4 to explain her seeming personality transplant; as a fellow fan has said, the show pretended to deal with her trauma but glossed over it in reality. For example, in addition to depicting her as being depressed and cruel to her loved ones, she is shown drinking heavily and doing drugs, both of which are out of character for her. Yet the show seems to glamorize it; none of her loved ones express any concern about this behavior and there are no references made to her alcoholic mother, whose actions negatively affected her growing up to the extent that Veronica had previously expressed wanting to avoid becoming like her. But despite the fact that she was obviously struggling with something, Rob Thomas and Kristen Bell stated that they needed to kill Logan because Veronica was somehow not traumatized enough. Apparently, putting Logan’s ring on her finger just magically erased her previous issues (unrealistic and harmful messaging to trauma survivors), and he needed to die because women can only be interesting if they’re damaged (misogynistic). Adding insult to injury was Rob Thomas’s assertion that Logan’s memory wouldn’t play much of a part of the show going forward because it would be too depressing and he needed Veronica to not be consumed with thoughts of him while engaging in “strange sex”, whatever that means. Yeah Rob, it would def be realistic for Veronica to just get over the fact that her husband and love of her life died of a bomb due to her oversight in a year and then continue on her merry way without any support from her loved ones!

Stumptown, however, explicitly connects Dex’s self destructive behavior with her past trauma: in the very first episode Dex is shown frantically texting contacts for a sexual hookup in the midst of a PTSD episode. The most powerful scene of the entire season in my opinion is one where, after experiencing a flashback to her time as an interrogator in Afghanistan, she goes on a bender at home and trashes her house to the soundtrack of Fleetwood Mac’s “The Chain.” (As an aside, I would also like to point out that Stumptown deftly portrays the trauma and grey morality associated with military service, which could have been an amazing (and noir!) storyline for naval intelligence officer Logan in future seasons of VM if Rob Thomas wasn’t such a dimwit).

Additionally, the death of her not quite-fiancé Benny hangs over her, even though the event took place twelve years prior to the start of the series. Even before Benny is introduced onscreen in flashbacks in the penultimate episode of S1, the show does a good job of portraying just how much he and their relationship meant to Dex. The season culminates in Dex finding out that his death in an explosion in Afghanistan was not in fact her fault, as she had previously assumed. Interestingly, the show’s writers considered revealing that Benny had faked his death, but the head writer later stated in an interview that doing so would invalidate the trauma Dex had experienced for 12 years and would ultimately be cruel. While on a shallow level I wouldn’t have minded them bringing Benny back since the actor who played him was super attractive and had great chemistry with Cobie Smulders, the decision the writers made instead makes more sense for the world they have built and is far more thoughtful: it allows Dex to obtain a sense of closure and growth while respecting her grief.

Women over the age of 35 aren’t Satan

A criticism of VM since it originally aired is that the show generally portrays female characters, especially mothers and other women over a certain age, in a negative light (and Rob Thomas has been defensive about it just as long). The books partially rectified this by introducing the characters of Petra Landros, the former model turned owner of the Neptune Grand, and Marcia Langdon, the new Balboa County sheriff with a murky past. Marcia was brought back for S4, but considerably dumbed down and less complex than in the books (and there’s definitely something to be said that the first time a BIPOC woman is shown in a position of power on screen in VM that her character is diminished).

Stumptown, on the other hand, has two women as older female mentors/nemeses in positions of power: Sue Lynn, the matriarch of the local Native American tribe, and Lieutenant Cosgrove of the Portland PD. Both have complicated relationships with Dex: Sue Lynn ended Dex’s relationship with Benny, her son, yet repeatedly seeks her out for help with matters on the reservation. Lieutenant Cosgrove often finds herself at odds with Dex while the latter is attempting to solve a case, though she also encourages her to legally obtain her PI license. It shouldn’t be revolutionary to have complex older female characters as supporting cast on a female-centered show in 2020, but after 15 years of misogyny from VM it certainly feels refreshing.

Where Stumptown falls short

All of this is not to say that Stumptown is flawless. Despite my praise for including older female characters above, the show is still pretty dude heavy, especially Dex’s inner circle. The mysteries of the week are of fairly average quality, and several were reminiscent of some seen in VM’s original run--the season even ends with a “Who’s at the door?” gambit. I also didn’t love the storyline where Grey’s girlfriend gets Dex drunk and tricks her into thinking they had slept together in order to drive Grey and Dex apart--that felt like something out of the mind of Rob Thomas. It also bears mentioning that in the context of current events the generally positive portrayal of the police department and Dex’s close relationship with them should bear more scrutiny. And while the show is well done overall, it never quite reaches the emotional resonance of original flavor VM (but then, neither did VM S4).

Despite those quibbles, I think it’s a good show overall. I felt like as the season progressed the creative team figured out what worked and the cast seemed to gel together. I love the classic rock soundtrack (another area where VM S4 failed, given that it abandoned VM’s signature indie soundtrack for generic pop music), which in conjunction with Dex’s wardrobe gives the show a fun retro feel. By the end of the season I was firmly won over, and I look forward to S2. Hopefully the writers of Stumptown paid attention to the backlash to VM S4 as a lesson in what not to do going forward.

#surprise bitch you thought you'd seen the last of me complaining about VM S4 #well think again #also this turned out way longer than I thought it would #i deleted a whole section on the stylistic choices in Stumptown vs. VM #Veronica Mars Hulu revival #Stumptown #Veronica Mars

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