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bambi-kinos · 9 months ago

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I have been thinking about this ask since I got it and as to the question of why John treated people the way he did, especially Paul. My take on this situation is that John Lennon was not allowed to grow up by the environment and people he was surrounded by and so he could not envision the future consequences of his actions the way that the average adult can. This with the addition of his constant drug use (which in all likelihood left him with significant brain damage) meant that he could not function the way an adult should.

John actually did have periods of emotional growth where he looked inward, changed, and tried to do better. These moments took place before he got famous, when he was faced with adversity and he rose to meet it.

IMO Hamburg 1960 was such a time. John partied, he found new pills to take, he experimented with kissing and shagging men, he discovered transgender people (and shagged them), and had a lot of ups and downs with his boyfriend(s) and his group. It is easy to dismiss this as mindless hedonism but as a retired hedonist myself (though I never pushed as hard as John did) I will tell you: hedonism can lead to introspection and self knowledge. John really pushed it to its limits and he almost lost Paul because of it but I think the Great Unknown that happened in Hamburg pushed John to actively change. He cleaned himself up a bit especially once Stuart left to be with Astrid. Once he came back to Liverpool (after enduring the trauma of his bandmates being ripped from him, yet another violent separation that no doubt would have left him in an emotional tailspin) he rested, hooked up with Cynthia, and then went looking for Paul knowing that he needed him to make this band thing work. Like, John spent a few weeks in his bedroom not speaking to anyone once he went home. He didn't want to be seen, he wanted to sleep and eat hot food, and think. He was considering whether he should continue with the band or not, if this was really worth it. Which implies there was a precarious moment where John was thinking of just ending The Beatles. He decided that the plan still had merit, ran into George, and then went to fetch Paul. A few months of light groveling and nagging later, Paul was his again. John committed to The Beatles and therefore committed to Paul. Paris was the culmination of this change and John's reward for putting in the work, and from what we can gather, Paul made every inch worth John's while.

The Beatlemania years leading up to Sgt. Pepper and psychedelia. This was period is more like 1961-1965 Shea Stadium. From here it was an upward climb and subsequently the most intense period of his relationship with Paul. I don't think this was just youthful enthusiasm and the flush of a new relationship, I think John was learning and growing as a person thanks to this adversity. He bonded even closer to Paul which resulted in their intimacy deepening; John's songwriting matured and culminated in "Ticket to Ride" which is a brutal self evaluation of his own faults and how he drives his loved ones away from him. You don't write a song like "Ticket to Ride" because you have no idea what it's like for your lover to get fed up with your moodiness and leave you. John was much more self aware than he's given credit for. This continued onward, them thinking they've reached the summit only to find there's a new height to climb. John said something to the effect of "I saw the top of the mountain" as a result of the first Shea concert. (They would do a second Shea concert in 1966.) That was when he realized that The Beatles were it and that they were not vacating the number one spot any time soon. What else was there to strive for?

And I think after that, a lot of John's emotional development kind of...stopped. Or was held up. Or slowed down to a snail's pace, whichever you prefer. The LSD had a hand in this, tripping constantly takes a lot out of you. Yesterday played its part, John emotionally retreated out of fear of losing Paul (which of course ensured that he lost Paul forever). Success becomes your enemy sometimes; John had so much success that he no longer had to face adversity, no longer had to grow because everything he wanted was on tap. As someone somewhere said, fame ruined the Beatles in this way.

That's the crux of it, I think. He just stopped maturing. It was childish the way he slagged off Paul -- not just Paul but other people as well. Sean said that John spent the rest of his life apologizing to everyone he ran into because of Lennon Remembers, which implies he burned a lot of bridges with that one. John had a habit of doing that and his fame as a Beatle enabled him to do it without consequences. No one was willing to stand up to him so he didn't get to learn a pattern of "don't do this or else this will happen." He was mentally damaged from his drug usage and I also wonder if he had a genuine learning disability of some kind because he simply could not make the connection between cause/effect: "If I do X then Y might happen so I shouldn't do X." His mother was not a drug user like John but she exhibited many of the same behaviors he did. Namely the "inability to visualize consequences" thing.

John did care about Paul, especially when it was starting out. I think the love was pure then because his mental aesthetic of who and what Paul was had not yet been distorted. John knew who Paul was, he knew who John Lennon was, they were in love and everything was possible.

But then John's untreated mental illness begins to take its toll, he's self medicating with drugs which does more harm than good, his mental aesthetic of Paul distorts more and more because Paul will not let him in. The media did this to John too, all of them reporting on how cool Paul was and how amazing Yesterday is and John is shitting himself internally because he can feel the split already forming between them musically. John is unable to stop himself from manipulating Paul in response, which is a bad move because Paul is the ultimate contrarian and bolts in response. Which sends John into deeper panic etc. And oh yes, the entire world is watching them while this happens and nitpicking their every move. We live in the age of social media, we know what this is like.

Over time that love became mixed in with anger and resentment. John could not tell fantasy from reality. He did what he always does and he imagined something, tricked himself into believing it, and then got mad about something that didn't exist. If he did reach out to Paul then Paul responded badly, which understandably devastated John's feelings.

When you show someone your real feelings and they dismiss you or trivialize your vulnerability because they want to Win At Being Right...your relationship crumbles with that person. A common bug in Paul's relationships is that he needs to Win At Being Right even at the expense of people loving him. We don't know this for sure but I'm convinced he did this to John plenty of times. Frankly, a relationship cannot survive that behavior. Lack of mutual respect kills marriages all the time. I absolutely believe that Paul disrespected John and trivialized his feelings (even if by accident) and that this caused John to become bitter over time since Paul took him for granted. Who wouldn't become bitter under those circumstances?

This is how they got into the "fuck you/no, please, fuck you/no no no fuck YOU/I absolutely insist, you must go fuck yourself" cycle. Which John really just expanded on during the 1970s with his bitching about Paul, it was just another level of the "fuck you bitch" cycle that started between them with Yesterday. And John's immaturity and brain damage from drug usage and his inability to understand consequences meant that he didn't fully comprehend what he was doing. He didn't want to think that Paul was vulnerable because Paul had rejected John's vulnerability. He didn't want to imagine he was hurting Paul deeply because Paul had hurt him deeply. He wanted revenge on Paul more than he wanted to keep his relationship with Paul because he thought Paul wouldn't be too damaged by it. I think John had gotten comfortable with the idea that no matter what he threw at Paul, Paul would not only survive it but that he'd rub John's face in it. I don't think John ever considered the idea that he could actually succeed in what he was doing, he never imagined that he would actually win the argument and that he would damage Paul's image and John's relationship with Paul forever. That sense of "I'll lose no matter what" enabled him to act out however he wanted because it wasn't like any of it would matter anyway, right? Paul can survive anything. He's invincible.

Right?

John did love Paul, I believe that. I think he loved Paul deeply and sincerely. I think if he actually understood what Paul was thinking and feeling then John would have changed tactics immediately or even stopped what he was doing. But John's drug usage, years of slights and disrespect from Paul, being unable to visualize consequences, and immaturity caused him to act out in a childish way. He stopped listening to Paul and started listening to his resentments and grudges. Lashing out at Paul was the only outlet he had and John didn't know how to do anything else. He had no incentive to learn otherwise and grow up, deal with Paul on adult terms.

Funnily enough I think it's actually losing George that finally set something into motion inside John. Like, George cut John off, an extremely big deal. In my neck of the woods its called "severing" and its probably the most difficult thing you can possibly do with any sort of relationship. George ignored John; he cut John out of his autobiography; he stopped talking to John; he did not mention him in public. He knew this was the most brutal punishment he could devise for John Lennon and it worked. John wrote "lost" by George's name in the word association game. John went too far bitching about Bob Dylan and not apologizing for hanging George out to dry. George had enough and did the right thing. He severed his relationship with John because John was toxic and dragged George down. Of all the people in John's life, George is the one who willingly served consequences to John when he was surrounded by enablers and errand boys.

That, more than anything, seems to be what set John on the back foot. I sincerely believe that George cutting him off forced John to do some introspection and that is part of what he was doing in the Dakota after Sean was born. Asking himself what he did to make George cut him off; and then John slowly started to grow and mature again. Because you see, George provided what Paul couldn't: he gave John adversity to meet, which forced John to grow as a person. And so we got the song "Woman" which is not just about the women in John's life but is also a letter to all the people he hurt with his thoughtlessness and immaturity, where he finally starts taking responsibility for his actions:

I can hardly express, My mixed emotion at my thoughtlessness, After all I'm forever in your debt,

I will try to express, My inner feelings and thankfulness, For showing me the meaning of success,

hold me close to your heart, However distant don't keep us apart, After all it is written in the stars,

please let me explain, I never meant to cause you sorrow or pain, So let me tell you again and again and again,

It's on par with "Ticket to Ride" and "I Know, I Know" in John showing introspection and discussing his own flaws. Something that he notably was not doing during his peak "fuck you Paul" era.

John loved Paul but also resented him due to their circumstances. He wanted to hurt Paul but didn't think he could actually do so because his mental aesthetic of Paul was so viciously distorted. He dehumanized Paul by putting him on a pedestal, made him an object John could degrade at a moment's notice to make himself feel better. You can do that to objects without consequences; when you do it to people, you get pushback.

Losing George and Paul keeping him at a distance for years is what made John finally realize that he had hurt them and that he could hurt them to the point that he would never see them again. It took years of self examination for John to come to this realization which indicates how disordered and muddy his thinking was.

#john lennon #paul mccartney #george harrison #mclennon #my meta #beatles meta #the beatles #talktalktalk

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abbacchiosbelt · 11 months ago

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New Year

Pairing: Yandere Mahito x GN!Reader

Notes: i wrote this while high and didn't edit it so sorry if it's funky

WC: 792

Notes: Yandere, implied kidnapping, implied death (not of reader), nonconsensual kissing, Mahito being a menace.

“Look what I got you!”

The words that left Mahito’s mouth instantly have you on guard. You warily turn towards your captor, narrowing your eyes at the generic bag that he excitedly shakes in your direction. Anything Mahito gave you was never what it seemed - there were no gifts without strings, nor was anything given to you without purpose. Whether it was to terrify or to sicken or to make you beg for him to stop, there was always a reason.

Mahito ignores your expressions and bounds over to you, dumping the bag out all over the couch cushion next to you. It takes you a moment to register what you’re seeing, your eyes darting between Mahito and the pile on the couch.

Next to you sits a pile of various items, the one thing they had in common being their reason for existence: the celebration of 2024. The new year…? It couldn’t be. It’d… there was no way it had been that long. Mahito kept the time and date from you, but you swore you’d been somewhat accurate in counting the days that had passed. You want to ask him if this is some kind of joke, but no words make it past your scratchy throat.

You look up at him, mouth parted - and the unnaturally large smile that seems to span his entire face answers the words that refuse to pass your lips. Mahito’s hand comes to your face and for one millisecond you think it’s all over before he simply squishes your cheeks together with his fingers.

“Are you so happy you can’t speak?” Mahito presses his fingers into your cheeks upward to push your lips into a crude smile, only stopping when he presses so hard that you whimper. “There you go. If you can’t speak, you can at least give me a smile after I went to the trouble of getting you this stuff.”

Mahito grabs one of the accessories from the pile - a party hat with a generic New Year quote - and places it on your head, adjusting it so that the band under your chin is just so. He grabs a noise maker for himself and startles you by leaning forward to blow it in your face, leaning back to cackle when you jolt away.

“You know, this is one of those human holidays I don’t really get.” Mahito waves the noise maker as he speaks, specks of glitter falling to the floor. “All the humans I took this stuff from seemed to be having fun. Especially the couples.”

The humans…? Your blood turns ice-cold in an instant. While Mahito rambles, you force yourself to look back at the pile. You hadn’t noticed it before, but there was a faint, metallic smell in the air. It was different than the sickeningly sweet stink of rot that clung to Mahito.

It smelled fresh.

If you looked hard enough in the pile, there’s no doubt that you’d find several things spattered with blood.

Mahito startles you out of your shock when his hands are suddenly on your shoulder, the icy cold chill of his skin biting even through your clothing. “Hey. Are you listening?”

You nod, still unable to speak, but Mahito doesn’t retreat from your space. He presses in forward until his lips nearly rest against yours, and you struggle not to recoil at the scent of iron that clings to his mouth.

“We were supposed to kiss at midnight, but since you don’t know what time it is, now is as good as ever.”

Mahito places his lips against yours, surprisingly chaste, and pulls away. “I forgot to tell you. You’re the only person I’ve kept long enough to see a new year go by with.” He gives you no time to react before he leans in again to capture your lips in a domineering kiss, ignoring your groan of discomfort when he wrenches your mouth open with his inhuman tongue and licks the inside of it. He stops again, pulling back in full this time.

Mahito places his hand on your shoulder like you’d seen him do before to the many humans he’d mutilated and forced you to watch. Paralyzed by fear, feeling ridiculous with the hat on your head that had most definitely belonged to a now-dead person, you finally manage to squeak out a plea for mercy. “Mahito, please don’t hurt me!”

“Calm down, cutie. I just wanted to wish you a proper new year for our first time together.”

Mahito lifts the noise maker he’d shoved in his pocket to his lips and blows it hard, giggling like a child when he pulls it away from his mouth.

“Happy New Year! And if you’re lucky, you’ll be here next year too~”

#my writing #jujutsu kaisen #mahito x reader #mahito is just. annoying and gross as always #implied kidnapping cw #implied death cw #jjk mahito #jjk mahito x reader #yandere mahito #yandere mahito x reader #yandere cw

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jamespotterthefirst · 11 months ago

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Familia (Ethan x f!MC)

Book: Open Heart, beyond

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey and MC (Lilac Allende)

Word Count: 2.7K

Rating/Warning: T/ Some Language

Summary: Ethan meets her family over a traditional meal of tamales.

Note: In which Lilac's Mexican mother teaches him how to make tamales. Translations at the end :)

The usually cold, pristine kitchen of his apartment appeared like a different place entirely that afternoon. For one, it was crowded as Lilac's family bustled about, the sounds of music, laughter, and lighthearted conversation filling the space. Every inch of the counters was covered in a colorful mosaic of ingredients, each meant for a different dish and each tended to by a different Allende. Tendrils of steam swirled into the air as Mrs. Allende stirred the contents of a sizzling pan, the aroma nothing short of mouthwatering.

It had never felt so inviting or close to a real home and Ethan felt momentarily stunned.

He paused at the threshold to admire it, his attention finally resting resolutely on Lilac. She, too, appeared entirely transformed as she cooked and joked with her siblings in both of her languages. Sparkling green eyes creased at the edges, more alive than ever, as she dodged a dusting of flour sent her way by her younger brother.

“You'll pay for that,” she told him mid laugh, followed by more vows of retaliation in Spanish.

Ethan basked in the sound of her voice and how her native language made it sound different— like a soft melody that swelled pleasantly with every word. Something soared within him as he watched this version of her, taking root in his chest and blooming very much like the first time he saw her at Edenbrook.

“Ya basta, muchachos,” Mrs. Allende chided over the hiss of the frying chilis. “Jaime, look at the mess you made all over Dr. Ramsey's kitchen. Clean up all this flour and go keep your dad some company in the living room.”

“Sí, señora,” Jaime Allende said with a mock salute that made his mother roll her eyes lovingly. Once her back was turned, he smirked at his sisters. “See you later, feas. I'll be in the living room enjoying the game.”

Laurel, the eldest, shoved him with her shoulder as he passed. It looked almost comical to Ethan since she was significantly shorter than him.

“Hey, you better clean this shit up,” she called out after him. When the warning fell on deaf ears, Laurel shook her head and murmured to Lilac, “Twenty four and he still knows how to trick his way out of doing any real work.”

“Typical,” Lilac returned cautiously, eyes on her mother's back.

Ethan took that opportunity to rejoin his girlfriend at the kitchen, his arms banding around her waist as he quickly kissed her temple.

Lilac let out a pleased little laugh, her body relaxing against him.

“How's my dad?”

“Quiet,” he replied, trying his best not to take it personally. Still, the nerves he felt about meeting her father had tapered into a fine point when the man had spoken less than five words to Ethan.

“That checks out,” Laurel commented knowingly from beside them.

Lilac threw her sister an unappreciative look which did nothing to help with his anxiety. She swiveled in Ethan's embrace, her scowl softening when their eyes met. “My dad's just a quiet person at first. Once he gets to know you, he's the goofiest marshmallow imaginable.”

Ethan remained unconvinced, afraid that her father was less than thrilled about their relationship. Then again, if Ethan had a daughter, he would absolutely take issue with the bastard who was both her boss and boyfriend.

“We found a football game on TV that he likes,” he commented, unsure of what else to say.

“As long as it's real fútbol, he'll love you already.”

“Yes, he can excuse sleeping with his daughter but he draws the line at American football,” Laurel mused with a wicked laugh, already dodging the slap Lilac sent her way.

Their mother caught the end of that exchange and sent them a single, silencing look that made both sisters cease at once. Then her eyes swiveled to Ethan and at once, her expression softened. Mrs. Allende straightened her spine and cleaned her hands against her apron.

“Doctor,” she said cheerfully in Spanish. “Thank you again for inviting us into your lovely home.”

“Es un placer,” he returned as he studiously avoided Laurel's gaze. It would no doubt silently communicate “Kiss ass.”

“Thank you for making dinner,” Ethan said to Mrs. Allende, who waved this away dismissively, though she looked thoroughly pleased.

“No thanks necessary. I hope you like tamales, Doctor. It's my mother's recipe.”

“I'm honored to try them. How can I help?”

This was evidently the right thing to ask because Mrs. Allende lit up with pure admiration and approval. If he didn't have her blessing before, he was convinced he did now.

Waving her daughters aside with fluttering hands and instructions in both languages, Mrs. Allende led Ethan to the part of the counter Jamie formerly occupied. She spent the next few minutes teaching Ethan how to prepare the masa.

“Muy bien,” she praised minutes later when Ethan had caught on to the technique quickly. “Ya está listo para casarse, Doctor.”

You're ready to get married now.

Three reactions occurred at once: Lilac coughed, Ethan felt his ears flare with heat, and Laurel all but cackled.

“Madre!”

“It's just a saying, mi vida,” her mother returned innocently, finding her way back to the stove. “Why don't you start on the filling?” To Ethan she added, “My Lilita makes the best green salsa, did she tell you?”

Ethan paused his movements, the sticky dough beneath his palm melting against his skin.

“She didn't.”

Lilac was studiously avoiding his gaze now, cheeks as red as the tomatoes she rinsed. For as long as he had known her, Lilac had made a show of professing her lack of culinary skills.

“You're missing out, Doctor,” her mother proclaimed proudly. “Her chilaquiles are the best too.”

Ethan quietly assessed his girlfriend, who gave him a fleeting, embarrassed look.

“You didn't tell me you could cook.”

Cheeks brighter still, she refused to look at him for longer than a moment.

“Nothing anyone I know would like.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mostly obscure Mexican food my grandma taught me how to make.”

The words were an embarrassed mumble.

“Your friends and I would love it.”

“Yeah, well…”

Something about the shame in her expression and the tension in her shoulders opened little fissures along the surface of his heart. With a pang, he began to comprehend that every time his Lilac said, “I can't cook!” it was the simpler alternative. Feigning incompetence was easier than explaining the dishes she loved so much to people who often looked down on them. Not that Ethan or her friends ever would, but all it took was one asshole to look down on her customs with disgust for a protective barrier to emerge.

When Mrs. Allende busied herself with the oven, Ethan moved to encircle his arms around his girlfriend, careful not to get any of the dough still coating his hands on her.

“Make it for me someday?”

She blinked at him in surprise and when he smiled, she relaxed against him, nodding quietly. The grateful smile she gave him made his heart skip.

“Dad's team is losing,” Jamie announced a

minute later as he reentered the kitchen, closely followed by his father. “He's mad. So he'd rather come in here and help wrap the tamales.”

Mr. Allende rolled his eyes at his son. “They have the ref bought, mijo. It's a waste of time to even watch.”

Unbeknownst to him, Laurel and Jamie silently mouthed their father's words in perfect sync behind his back. Ethan almost allowed a smile, unable to resist the infectious laughter that proved to be an Allende family trait. Before he could join in the myrth, however, Mr. Allende's eyes met Ethan's. The older man's expression was an impenetrable mask and it made Ethan's nerves buzz with a start.

It was only when Mr. Allende's eyes fell down to Ethan's hands, clasped securely around his daughter's waist, that he realized he still held Lilac in a rather close embrace.

Without thought, Ethan released her, almost shoving her away instinctively.

Lilac, slightly affronted, shot him a funny look. She was no doubt incredulous that a man Ethan's age was still afraid of his girlfriend's father like some kind of hormonal teenager. A cheeky part of his mind mused that when it came to Lilac, he was much like a juvenile version of himself.

“You're almost forty,” she teased in a whisper when her family was too preoccupied with an argument over what music to play.

Ethan threw her a dry, unappreciative glare. He couldn't add anything more because at that moment, the notes of an upbeat and unmistakably eighties song drafted from the small Bluetooth speaker.

All three Allende siblings groaned in unison, the sound dropping lower still when Mrs. Allende began to dance unabashedly to the beat.

“Not Luis Miguel,” Laurel sighed. “Our mother's crush.”

“Luis Mi Rey,” their mother corrected with a lovestruck sigh.

“I'm standing right here,” their father returned, arms crossed.

Ethan could see, however, that the faux stern expression threatened to break as he watched Margo singing happily. His wife pulled him close, singing lyrics about falling in love under the sun on a beach.

“I really lucked out,” Mrs. Allende said, voice sing-song and eyes fixed adoringly on her husband. “I ended up with someone better than El Sol de México himself.”

The sun of Mexico belted a high note from the speaker.

“Yeah, you ended up with the entire solar system with Dad,” Jaime teased, a wicked gaze falling on their father's generous belly.

“Don't body shame my dad,” Laurel returned sternly, though she looked on the verge of laughter.

The family dissolved into a good-natured argument.

Ethan watched them in silence, admiring the small pocket of chaos they occupied as they each spoke over one another. Even in doing so, they laughed and joked until all that could be heard was a chorus of mirth that made his heart ache.

“The sun is a solitary star,” Ethan found himself saying through the cheerful chatter.

Everyone fell silent, casting him glances that ranged from curious to downright confused. Only Lilac glanced up at him with a brilliant, knowing smile.

“Many astronomers believe it once had a companion. As it stands now, it's an anomaly because it's alone in the universe.”

Still, no one said anything.

Ethan was beginning to wonder if he overstepped and interrupted a family moment with his nonsense. Before panic could settle over his insides like a sheet of ice, his girlfriend wrapped an arm around his waist, settling into his side.

“In other words,” he continued, eyes moving to a quiet Mr. Allende. “You don't want to be like the sun. You and your wife are more like binary stars, who are gravitational bound forever.”

More silence followed his words and Ethan had half a mind to retreat from the room.

Finally, when the pause was almost unbearable, Mr. Allende chuckled.

“You hear that, viejita? I'm better than Luis Miguel. I'm a star.”

“Made of gas,” Jaime supplied.

In the chaotic symphony of their laughter, Lilac reclaimed Ethan's attention with a chaste kiss on his cheek. “Ethan Ramsey,” she murmured, impressed. “You are a bit of a poet after all.”

It's how I feel about you.

“I could've come up with that.” Jaime said loudly.

“No way,” Laurel returned at once. “You literally said Dad was as vast and old as the solar system.”

“Old?” her father asked in mock offense. “No one said anything about old before.”

After that brief glimmer of Mr. Allende's approval in the kitchen, the awkward edge in the air lifted. By the time Mrs. Allende promptly sat all of the men at the kitchen table to wrap the tamales, Ethan had proudly earned himself a smile from Lilac’s stoic father. His eyes crinkled at the edges as he watched Ethan studiously wrap the corn husks.

“My wife is going to favor your tamales, Doctor. You’ll make us look bad,” Mr. Allende commented.

“We do that all on our own, pops,” Jaime returned without missing a beat. As though to prove this point, a glop of dough fell from the corn husk he haphazardly wrapped.

Ethan paused, concerned. “Am I doing it wrong?”

“Not at all. They’re nearly damn perfect,” Mr. Allende chuckled.

“Ethan does everything with mathematical precision,” Lilac commented as she approached, placing a kiss on Ethan’s forehead.

Laurel muttered something from behind Lilac. Whatever it was scandalized her sister.

Luckily, Mr. Allende missed this because he grinned at Jaime. “See, mijo? You should put your degree to use, too.”

“I was too hungover the day they covered tamal wrapping in my engineering classes,” Jamie returned.

“Cabrón,” Mr. Allende laughed.

As it turned out, Mr. Allende was correct. His wife adored the neat work Ethan made of the task she assigned. Bursting with pride and delight, she squeezed Ethan’s shoulder. “Excellent work, mijo!”

Ethan’s heart felt weightless at the term of endearment.

“Ma, don’t go replacing me as the favorite son,” Jaime joked.

“About time,” Lilac muttered.

Jaime and Laurel rolled their eyes, exchanging a look.

“Middle child,” they chanted in unison.

They dissolved into a melody of voices and laughter once more. As the tamales steamed, they found themselves locked in a boisterous and heated game of Lotería. Ethan proved to be exceedingly good at it, much to everyone's delighted surprise (except Lilac's). After winning a particularly dramatic and fast-paced round, everyone flashed him an impressed smile.

Everyone except Laurel.

“Looks like you met your match, Lau,” Mr. Allende laughed.

“I only lost because I was calling them,” Laurel responded, red in the face. “It slowed me down.”

“Then let me call them,” Ethan returned, matching the challenge in her voice.

Lilac smacked an excited hand against the table. “This I have to see!”

Mrs. Allende, looking just as delighted, proclaimed, “Have him call out the personalized cards too, mija.”

“Personalized?”

“La Doctora,” Laurel said pointing at Lilac. “Mine is La Maestra and Jaime's is El Ingeniero.”

“Your parents don't have one?”

“Dad's is already in the original deck,” Jaime began with a devilish grin. “El Borracho.”

Mr. Allende responded with a string of curse words and hearty laughter.

“Ethan needs one, too,” Mrs. Allende said, kind eyes surveying Ethan. “We need to think of what his will say and I'll ask your cousin Natalia to make it.”

The group erupted into suggestions of what to name Ethan's card but he remained silent. His throat felt inexplicably tight as he watched them, thinking of ways to include him.

“How about El Anciano?” Lilac whispered close to his ear, her warm hand atop his under the table.

Ethan smiled at her jab but it was half-hearted.

“They love you already,” she said reassuringly, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.

For once, Ethan was speechless.

“Alright, alright,” Lilac called out through the jovial clamor of voices. “We can decide on Ethan's card over the tamales and the bottle of tequila he bought for tonight.”

Jaime let out a loud cheer, his hands rubbing together in exaggeration. Lilac rose from her seat to retreat the bottle. When she returned, she raised it over her head like a trophy to the cheers of her siblings.

“Good choice, Doctor,” Mr. Allende commended as he caught sight of the label. “How did you know that was my favorite?”

Lilac telling him that morning is how Ethan knew.

“I just knew you had good taste and went with that.”

The smile Mr. Allende gave him left little doubt that he had effectively won him over too.

Laurel scoffed quietly, flicking a finger to the tip of her nose and spearing Ethan with a look that basically shouted “brown-noser.” On a whim, he flashed her a swift middle finger, careful to keep it hidden from her parents.

Jamie howled with laughter, Laurel looked impressed, and Lilac grinned, looking far more in love than he'd ever seen her.

It was then that Ethan realized that the foreign warmth coursing through him, welcoming and comforting as a morning sun, was a sense of belonging.

Translations:

Masa: Dough

Tamales: A Latin American dish made of dough and filling. It is steamed in corn husks or banana leaves.

Chilaquiles: a traditional Mexican dish consisting of corn tortillas cut into quarters and lightly fried. Usually topped with cheese, cream, and other ingredients.

Mijo/Mija: Term of endearment meaning "son" or "daughter"

El Sol de Mexico: The Sun of Mexico. A nickname dubbed to singer Luis Miguel.

Viejita: Affectionate way of saying older lady

Loteria: a traditional game of chance, similar to bingo, and is played on a deck of cards instead of numbered ping pong balls.

Maestra: Teacher

Ingeniero: Engineer

Borracho: Drunk

Anciano: Old Man

Note: Hi. Lots of apologies to give out. First off, sorry it's been literal months! I'm back. Sorry this is long. Sorry this is long overdue (I wrote it two years ago and held it close to my chest.) Sorry I still have other fics to finish!

And thank you so much if you're still here and read this!

#ethan ramsey #open heart #ethan x mc #playchoices

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percy jackson headcanons + panel edits (long post, hcs under the cut. only grover, annabeth, and percy. i use the homestuck troll quadrants to describe their relationships)

in order: annabeth, percy, grover

some notes on their designs: they all have a lot more scars, grover’s mainly being on his legs from running through forests, annabeth’s mainly being on her sides (as she gets too cocky during fights and leaves them open on accident), and percy’s mainly being on her chest. annabeth and percy look really similar, but they’re not intended to be, just how picrew works ykyk. grover wears sunglasses and really baggy clothes to hide his goat features. percy is fem as hell and would prob love skirts, but i didnt really like any of them in the picrew.

percy

🐟 if you think hes cis, straight, or white ur crazy

🐟 on that note. Trans girl who uses she/he/bite, biromantic asexual but romance repulsed attraction to men due to trauma, and she’s latino, black, and libyan

🐟 i see people headcanon her name as persephone a lot and while i do love that to me shes parand and still goes by percy!

🐟 middle kid regressor, prob 7-13. i dont think bite would change much in terms of personality, besides maybe being louder due to lack of volume control

🐟 solarpunk, afropunk, hopepunk, and underseapunk for sure. she is an ACTIVIST!!! he, his siblings, his mom, and grover go to protests together im correct

🐟 fav bands: my chemical romance, pleasure venom, fea, meet me @ the altar, the tuts, and la armada. i dont listen to pierce the veil but maybe them too?

🐟 sharkhearted, aquatickin, and oceankin!

🐟 radicalized the rest of the 7, and while bite grew up with punk beliefs (ty sally), i think thalia was the one who gave her the final push ykyk?

🐟 he is NOT skinny and he does NOT have a 6 pack!! listen. most of bites exercise comes from combat and strength training. and typically, strength training (ESPECIALLY combat) doesnt focus heavily on bodybuilding. My girl is big and has muscles and is proud

🐟 collects comic books, legos, and video games! favorite comic run is napalm lullaby, doesnt have a favorite lego set but has a small ocean animals one she bought second hand that she pulls apart and puts together again for comfort, and she doesnt have a favorite video game but the one she replays the most is is sonic adventures 2! video games are his special interest (did i mention i hc him as autistic. Well that too. bite’s audhd dyslexic)

🐟 isnt dating annabeth anymore (in my perfect world). the two broke up and both are way happier and healthier as adults. i think that annabeth needed to be away from percy to get better, and percy COULDNT be better with annabeth.

🐟 (i do think theyd have the best femme&butch solidarity as friends once they are both ready to do so! just need time for healing and all, ykyk?)

🐟 jason is her ex-moirail and her auspitice for her and annabeth! jason stops them from entering an abusive pitch relationship. used to be clarrise’s kismesis, but broke it off to take a break from relationships (reason he broke off from being jason’s moirail)

annabeth

📘 i dont have many hcs for her because to me, shes a better character concept then character

📘 my girl is butch trust meeee. “oh shes so fem and percys strong fem gf” HER? HERR?? THAT ANNABETH? OUR ANNABETH?

📘 she/they demi-caedromantic butch lesbian demigirl. i think a lot of pjo characters like multiple genders in theory, but due to trauma, have lost most (or all) attraction to them. to me, she used to be interested in romance, but fell off from that after everything happened

📘 does NOT get good grades. I love her and i think shes actually smart because she likes to study, but like… my girl has dyslexia and adhd. and their mom is the goddess of WISDOM, not INTELLIGENCE. theres no way theyre getting all As and Bs

📘 afropunk and anarchopunk. shes not as active in local scenes due to them bouncing around (though their heart will always be in the punk scene in LA), but if theres a protest in her general area THEYRE GOING. i also think theyre riot grrrl but only after ending her relationship with percy and getting better as a person

📘 fav bands (during relationship, im not sure what she’d listen to post-percabeth): mel bryant & the mercy makers, the muslims, pat the bunny, mischief brew, big joanie, violent femmes, boygenius. i think she was largely influenced by grover and thalia, but starts really developing her own music taste when they settle down in their own life

📘 her hair is FUCKED UP. she tries to take good care of it!! they really do!! but after years of living in a camp with not a whole lot of access to supplies for their hair type, and then living on a BOAT with even LESS access, their hair is really damaged. all the seven have fucked up hair, but theirs especially, since they were under so much stress that she didn’t care much for upkeep.

📘 was radicalized to be anarchopunk and afropunk by thalia, but became riot grrrl thanks to piper’s influence

📘 not autistic (in the books, maybe the show). i personally dont see her as having many autistic traits (though they DEF have adhd traits and its insane people dont acknowledge that a lot). but yeah i just? cant see it? idk

📘 when they were dating percy they didnt realize they didnt actually have feelings and was just comphet. this led to a really unhealthy relationship. then by the time she realized the feelings had developed to just hate and they felt bad leaving. they eventually separated and she got a lot better

📘 away from dating for a while, but has a small, unrequited pale crush on piper

grover

🫐 GROVERRRRR guys hes one of my favs unironically

🫐 mixed african american-indian guy whos a t4t bisexual trans guy and uses he/him. “oh but all satyrs are male” yeah but also this is a book series that has been inaccurate about greek mythology since the beginning so shh

🫐 carries iron supplements with him because while he’s used to relying on hay and feed for iron, he can’t exactly do that disguised as a human

🫐 his handwriting is SHIT. i think most of his handwriting comes from signing himself up for things so that means he constantly looks like he’s signing his signature. only juniper can somewhat make it out and thats because hers is just as bad

🫐 solarpunk, afropunk, and hopepunk!!!! he is literally the og solarpunk trust me.

🫐 fav bands: punk on toast, earth 2 tiffany, tell everyone we’re dead, the tuts, be steadwell, zaphyria

🫐 age regresses to rlly young with no cg! he doesnt particularly want one either? hes just doing his own thing. percy is his playmate :)

🫐 not my headcanon but my friend says hed be really tenderheaded, like as in “can barely do his own hair without it hurting”. idk how accurate this is but i agree because my friend says so

🫐 used to get roped into the stoll’s pranks. he’d help them sneak onto the strawberry trucks, steal things, etc. eventually stopped as he got more anxious, but he and the stolls are still fairly close and he’ll still help them play pranks on occasion

🫐 fruits are his ultimate safe foods! strawberries, apples, whatever! he keeps a packet of fruit on him everywhere he goes for snacks

🫐 sees thalia, annabeth, and percy as his younger siblings. i think he deserves to be their proud older brother, as a treat <3. used to see luke as the same way, but not anymore for obvious reasons

🫐 juniper is her one and only matesprit!

#not icons #headcanons #percy jackson headcanons #annabeth chase headcanons #grover underwood headcanons #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood #my headcanons #pjo headcanon #made for self indulgence

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Fea or Girls in a Coma was a Chicana Punk Rock band made in 2006 and ended in 2013. They were prevalent during the riot grrrl movement and such all of their songs are about feminism and racism.

they applied their own music's philosophy in real life as Fea got together with the SoundStrike to campaign against Arizona's anti-immigration SB 1070 law. the band was pulled over and almost arrested by authorities, that encounter made their music more explicit after that.

Their most famous songs are "Mujer moderna", "Ya sé" and "You can't change me" Fan submitted propaganda below:

"el mejor all girl chicana punk band !!!!!!!!!"

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Circo is an indie rock band from Puerto Rico formed in 2001.

With characteristic sounds of funk, lounge and rock, Circo immediately became an exponent of a style nuanced by a refreshing musical amalgam. This can be seen in the group's album that bears the title of “No todo lo que es pop es bueno”, work thanks to which the band was nominated for several Latin Grammy Awards at the 2002 Latin Grammy Awards, the Latin Grammy of 2005 and the Latin Grammy Awards of 2008.

their most famous songs are "Antes del Fin", "Alguien" and "Un accidente."

#Fea #girl in a coma #Fea band #Circo #circo band #Latino rock tournament #round 1 #polls #fea is i think the only band in this bracket outside of seru giran and los prisioneros that got in genuine trouble with the cops #correct me if anybody else got straight up arrested

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Show Me Yours | Matty Healy [15]

chapter fifteen, act two: anobrain

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November 3rd 2013

Tommie truly feels like Stevie Nicks in this moment as she sings lyrics of songs she and Matty had written together, glancing at him from time to time.

Of course, she was not much of a Queen like Stevie herself and didn’t have the energy she had during the whole Silver Springs fiasco.

She had however, given several dirty looks to Matty everytime he tried to approach her on stage, and had gone back to hiding behind Ross in the shadows.

Usually, to try and cheer her up and lessen the anxiety she felt Matty would come over during songs and distract her as she played. Maybe he’d share a dance with her during a break in the song, play with her hair, lean his head on hers as they sang a part together.

But today, everytime he approached her, to the delight of the crowd who cheered a little louder as they had grown to love those little special moments of the shows. She shook her head.

At the end of the show Matty had tried going after her as she moved quickly off the stage, but George had suggested he stay back and distract Adam so he wouldn’t worry.

George had panicked when she wasn’t hiding away in her usual spots, but he had quickly found her when he realised her jacket (and his own packet of cigarettes from his jacket)had disappeared.

“For Christmas I’m gonna bulk buy you a bunch of cigarette packs so you stop stealing everyones.” He tells her as he approaches.

She’s stuck in her head, rethinking the past couple of days over and over. The night with Matty, the conversation this morning, everything.

“Tom?”

“Hmm?”

He holds a hand out and clicks his fingers a little, she shakes her head then starts patting herself down until she finds his pack handing them over to him.

“I-”

“Forgot yours, yeah, you always do.”

“Sorry.”

He shrugs, lighting the cigarette hanging from his mouth and leaning on the railing beside her. He eyes her sceptically for her apology, usually he receives a snark response, ‘sharing is caring’, ‘what's yours is mine’, yet today the one word is muttered, and is muttered so quietly his concern returns. “You alright?”

“Hmm?” She looks up, hands hanging down over the railing with the cigarette between her fingers, “Yeah.”

“What’s going on?”

She glances at him, preparing her little lie but one glance and she knows she can’t go through with it.

“Don’t say nothing,” He tells her, “Something’s wrong. Talk to me.”

Tommie doesn’t say anything to him, she just stares at the floor for a few moments. Instead of focusing on one anxiety, she brings up another, which probably isn’t a good idea with the current head space she’s in.

“I’m just… tired,” She tells him quietly, “And… scared.”

“Scared?”

She nods a little, “Been thinking a lot lately.”

He fakes a dramatic wince and raises his brows, “That must hurt.”

George smiles when he sees her lips twitch a little bit. “Funny.”

“Think I’m in the wrong career,” He tells her, “Should’ve done stand up, could’ve joined Tim on Benidorm or sumat.”

“Yeah, would’ve watched you on all the shitty UK panel shows that are weirdly always hosted by, like, Jimmy Carr or James Corden.”

He hums in agreement then gets back on track, “So, what’re you scared about?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know.”

“Come on, Tom, you know I have weird fears- I mean, nothing as weird as birds, that’s a stupid fea-”

“They’re scary things okay!” She jumps to defend herself, “They could fuckign peck your eyes out G, how you gonna play the drums blind, huh?”

“Well, I’m sure it's been done, by like.. Fuckign Hellen Keller or someone like that.”

“And why do they fly?” She continues on, “It’s fucking strange, they’re fucking strange. It’s a valid fear.”

He raises his hands and steps back with playful eyebrows raised, “Well, I can guarantee whatever you're scared of isn’t as stupid as birds.” She shoots him another glare.

“I’m scared something bad will happen soon, with us, the band… like,” She sighs running her hands through her hair, when the cigarette catches George is quick to take if from her hand so she doesn’t singe her hair, “I don’t know, G, and that’s what’s fucking my head up.”

They stay in silence for a while, George doesn’t know what to say, so he doesn’t say anything. A trait that she wishes Matty has for those situations where he should just keep his mouth shut.

The silence stretches until Ross lets them both know that their uber has arrived to take them out for drinks.

She sighs, “I’m gonna head back,” She tells George but he loops his arm through hers shaking his head, “G, I won’t be able to get in anywhere.”

“Come on, we’re famous.”

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“Come on, we’re famous.” Tommie repeats bitterly as they walk away from the fifth place that has turned them away in the last hour.

She sighs looking back at the group, most moody and annoyed at the walking then to George who’s skipping ahead, “Another one up here, Irish bar, bound to let us in, come on.”

She sighs tugging his hand so he’ll stop, “I’m just,” She glances back again, eyes drifting over Matty who stands with his hands in his pockets, looking anywhere but at her, “Gonna head back, I don’t fancy drinks anyway.”

“Okay, we’ll walk you back-”

“G, it’s fine.”

“You’re not walking through Vegas at eleven on your own.” Adam says sternly.

“Tommie?”

She turns quickly, lips curving a little, “Hey, Caleb, what are you doing out here? Got a gig?”

He goes to hug her, arms lifting, but she stands completely oblivious and unmoving causing him to awkwardly act as if he was trying to lean on the fire hydrant beside her, “Um no, no, me and the band, we moved out to California, it’s Micthell, the guitarist, remember him?” He questions, she nods (she doesn’t remember him), “His brother’s bachelor party tomorrow night.”

“Oh cool, that’s uh, your version of a stag do, right?”

“Assuming that’s the party of the groom?”

She nods and he grins nodding back, he glances round the band passing smiles around, “Hey, ya’ll.”

The five of them cringe at the same time, Matty muttering something under his breath receiving a nudge and a quiet hidden snort from Ross.

“So, you guys had a gig?”

“Hard Rock Casino.” Matty butts in before she can open her mouth.

His smile widens, “Really? Supposed to be great in there, that’s where we're going tomorrow night.”

“Yeah?”

He nods, “Where are you headed?”

“Uh, these guys are gonna go bar hopping and I was just on my way back to the hotel now.”

“Cool, cool, shall I walk you? Wouldn’t want you wandering around alone at night.”

She glances back at the four, they’re all watching lined up in a row, all shaking their heads but she smiles at him, “That’d be great, thank you.”

“Tom-” Adam tries to protest but she smiles at him.

“I’ll see you guys in the morning, alright? Don’t get too drunk, show tomorrow.”

She gives them no time to argue and turns around with Caleb in tow.

As they walk, and he talks about his band and how they’re doing, she sneaks glances at him and takes him in.

He’s the complete opposite of every guy she has ever had a crush on.

Which has only been three people (excluding Alex Turner and Jenson Button).

The first guy was in primary school, he had this horrible bowl cut with dark brown eyes and equally dark brown hair.

The second was in comp when she was in year 10, he was taller than her, much taller than her by almost an entire foot. He played rugby, took ICT and PE as his GCSE’s and had, you guessed it, brown eyes and hair. Only he had this horrible mullet haircut that she weirdly found attractive. The moment he cut it off for a buzz cut half way through the school year the crush was gone.

The third guy was when she was younger, and well, it was Matty. The more she thinks of that one the more she realises it never really went away.

Caleb is completely different.

He has blonde hair that's slicked back, not like a sexy Alex Turner kind of slicked back, more like old mafia American movies kind of slicked back. But it looks good on him, his face is a wider, square shape and he has some darker stubble with larger eyebrows and brown eyes.

He’s not short, but he’s not exactly tall either, probably a few inches shorter than Matty.

He’s dressed differently to his vest and jean shorts she first saw him in, he has a tank top with a striped shirt over it and a pair of blue jeans.

“You had food? Was gonna pick some up for my friends and I, if you’re hungry we can make a stop. On me.”

“I am not one to turn down free food.”

“Tastes better free, right?”

She nods and thanks him as he holds the door open of some shitty 24 hour diner.

They sit at the back by a window and order, he has a burger and a strawberry milkshake, asking for two straws, she asks for just a plate of chips, to which the woman looks at her weirdly and she then clarifies by saying ‘fries’, with a dr pepper.

When food comes and they’re tucking in, she starts asking about the band, and how they’ve been doing since he saw her a few months back.

She tells him about the tour, and the festivals, going into too much detail of the Arctic Monkeys gig, he doesn't seem to mind, he happily sips from one straw of the milkshake and nods in encouragement.

“Where are you guys going tomorrow?”

“Tucson, then flying to Spain on the fifth.”

“The fifth?”

She nods and he mutters a quiet, “Damn.”

“What?”

“Was going to ask if you wanted to maybe get dinner, like, actual dinner, with me. You know, on a date.”

She looks down, “Is this not good enough to be a date?”

He shrugs, “I like to treat girls a little better than a dingy, greasy diner.”

Just as he says it the waitress walks by and pauses to cast a glare over her shoulder making Tommie lean back and quietly laugh into her hand.

He purses his lips and sends one of his charming smiles over to her, “Don’t order anything else, they’re gonna spit in it.”

“I’ll be sure not to.” She says, lifting the bottled dr pepper to her lips.

“So,” She then goes on to say, “If this were to be a date, and I, theoretically-”

“Of course, theoretically.”

“Agreed, what would we do?”

He thinks for a moment, “You strike me as the adventurous type.”

She’s not. She likes comfort and staying in her little self created box.

“First, I’d take you to see a gig of some shitty underground band-”

“Dirty Delights?” She questions and he fights back the smile at the sight of her own teasing smile, “Heard they’re pretty shit,” She shrugs, “Couldn’t even get drunk frat boys to join in.”

“I know, and I heard the drummer is a grade A asshole, he is also very attracted to this guitarist from that band. 1975, heard of them?”

“Oh yeah.” She nods, “They’re the talk of the music industry, next Fleetwood Mac.”

His teasing smile turns serious, “I think you could be.”

“What?” She pops another chip in her mouth and chews as he tilts his head.

“Be the next Fleetwood Mac.”

She snorts and drops the half bitten chip to lean back against the booth, he smiles bigger, “I mean it, you could be. You and Matt up there. Chaining each other up.”

“Oh my God, that is like the worst saying I’ve ever heard.” She giggles.

He smiles at the sound she makes, “What? It's been said.”

“By who, a serial killer?”

He raises a brow at her but doesn't comment, “Okay, back to it. We’d go to a gig, listen to some music, dress way too over the top for the back alley bar we’d be at.”

“Back alley?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from the creeps.”

“Hope so. But I warn you, I’ve got a very harsh right hook.”

He nods quickly, “Noted. I’ll make sure I’m never on the receiving end.”

“Then,” He carries on, “We’ll make use of our fancy outfits. Go to a nice restaurant, have a seat out on the balcony, you’ll make a comment about the stars- you seem the type- and I’ll ask about you. I’ll pretend to listen but I’ll actually be staring at you cause you,” He pauses and watches her cheeks tinge red, “You’re just so pretty in the moonlight.”

“What then?” She presses on.

“I’ll walk you back to your hotel, you’ll invite me up but I’ll tell you about my no kissing on the first date rule, you’ll ask me how many dates is okay for a kiss, I tell you at least five and you roll your eyes. It's not what I believe, I just say it so I’ll get to see you more.”

“And… happily ever after?” She questions.

He nods, “Happily ever after.”

“Hmm, maybe I’ll take you up on it.”

“Maybe?”

“Maybe.” She agrees as she stands and grabs her jacket, “Now, walk me back so I can invite you up.”

She sighs as he follows her out, a fake sigh as a smile stretches on his lips when he turns to nod at the hotel behind her, brows raising suggestively. “Afraid to say it, ma’am, don’t kiss women on the first date.”

She hums, “Guess you’ll have to take me on another.”

“Florida.” He says suddenly, his hands now in his pockets as they walk side by side.

“Hm?”

“The Big Ticket festival,” He clarifies, “We’re playing, You going to be there?”

She nods, “December?” He tells her ‘yes’, “Yeah, we’re going, I convinced the guys we need to go to Disney World.”

He nods, “Then,” He pauses opening up the hotel door for her, “That’s our first date.”

She turns to the lift but can just see it's open with a few people inside and jogs a little to get there faster, “Hold the door.”

Ross perks up, smiling lazily with his head poking out, “Tommie!”

She smiles at the four guys packed inside the lift, “Thanks guys, uh,” She turns back around to Caleb who’s passed a wave to them over her shoulder.

Matty raises a brow at him when Tommie’s not looking and turns his nose up in disgust.

“So.. Florida?”

She nods, “See you then.”

“Thirty five days,” He tells her, “I’ll count them down.”

“Surprised he can count after that awful count-in that he did back in Texas.”

George nudges Matty to shut up and Caleb looks up at him again, Tommie smiles, the muttering having gone unheard and as she goes to turn around ready to step inside but Caleb gently touches her hand for her attention.

“Think I might want to break my rule.”

“I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

He smiles and closes his eyes, leaning to place a simple peck on her lips, “Florida.” He says against them before walking backwards.

She stands there awkwardly only moving once he’s completely disappeared to step inside the lift.

The doors close slowly, no one says a thing.

“Ooh, Florida…” George says in an American accent as he grips Ross' face, “I’ll see you in Florida, my little alligator Queen.”

“Break your rule, Georgia boy, kiss me.” Ross says in a high pitched voice as they both start making kissing sounds at each other's hands holding each other's faces.

Adam giggles loudly, unable to stop and Matty stands there silently.

“Designated sober friend?”

He doesn’t say anything, just nods, “I’ll take Adam and George.”

“Adam’s bunking with me.” He says simply and she nods.

“Okay, uh, Ross is with John, right?” He nods again, “John’s beside me so, I’ll take them both.”

“I can handle my friends, Tommie.”

She nods, “Yeah, you’ve made that very clear.”

“Doesn’t seem to have bothered you much.” He comments, gaze still forward as she tries to untangle Ross’ hand from pulling on George’s hair.

The door opens and she ushers Ross and George, who are still hanging over each other, out into the hallway, like some kind of tired single mother.

She watches Matty and Adam head down the opposite way, Adam’s arms wrapped around Matty’s waist, his head on his shoulder.

Matty looks up as he opens the door, peeling a clingy Adam from him, his eyes catch hers and she pauses in the doorway.

“Goodnight, Matty.”

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thank you to THESE people who have supplied me with ideas (@wodimewoahtime and @the-one-that-weeps you guys are great)

SO. SOME BIG CHANGES.

will be having a "theme" for each group to make things easier on myself because coming up with an individual theme for everyone is a nightmare. These are just some ideas, and I have more ideas than others for certain groups

WxS: Myths and mystical creatures, card deck, or a marching band.

I'm iffy on the card deck idea because well. World Link. All aces. I don't wanna just steal everything from canon. But if I go through with it... Tsukasa is the joker, Rui is the king, Nene is the queen, and Emu is the Jack (I think that's what it is).

For myths and legends tsukasa would be either a pegasus or a phoenix or even a dragon, Nene would be a mermaid, Emu would be a fairy, and rui would be a wizard/alchemist.

For marching band, Emu would play the tube or trumpet, Nene would play the flute, and rui and tsukasa are the conductor and the drum player I'm not sure which one goes where. This idea is the most cohesive but idk what powers I would give them other than. Music. This idea would actually be based off of the Let Your Song Resonate Throughout the SEKAI event rather than their own event cards.

N:25: Tarot cards. Tarot cards. Tarot cards. Lower save me.

Mizuki is obviously The Reverse Hermit and Kanade is The Reversed Hanged Man, but Mafuyu and Ena are the ones i have to do on my own.

For Mafuyu I'm thinking either Reversed Empress or Reversed Hierophant. Honestly both of them could be incorporated because they represent her during different stages of her development. Maybe if there ends up being like. An evolution of ones costumes. She could look more like the Reversed Empress at the beginning and then end up looking more like Reversed Hierophant at the end. just an idea

I'm looking at Reversed Chariot or Reversed Strength Ena. BUT I'm not 100% sure these represent her character well, so if anyone has anything to say about my choice here then go for it.

MMJ: Tokyo Mew M- I mean animal magical girls. Haruka could be a penguin, shizuku a dove, airi a cat, and maybe squirrel Minori? I need help with Minori. Maybe lamb Minori. Idc that lambs are associated with kohane she's a hamster that's the end of it. Also this is def gonna take from both their DREAM PLACE and Ai No Material outfits.

ANOTHER IDEA!!! their theme could be "gemstones" and they could take from their jewelery box set. Minori is sunstone, Haruka is aquamarine, Shizuku is jade, and Airi is spinel. These gems are all just from the project sekai Jewelery Box card game I think it is?

VBS: Okay so this one is most likely gonna be the most diverse out of all of them. Their theme is seasons. Kohane is spring (because spring baby), An is summer (she just gives off those vibes + her fiery spirit, Akito is fall because of the fact that his name normally gets mistaken for "fall" (look it up its on the wiki) and toya is winter (because mirai).

Akito is going to be based on his Kashika card (I think I can do something with the red strings) An is going to be based on her Machi card, Kohane is going to be based off of her Flyer Card (ty hoc) and her Beat Eater card (big ol hammer), and toya will be based off of his mirai and maybe Valentine's Day cards. Maybe. All of them are most likely going to take elements from blender.

L/N: Times of day. Was originally going to do this with VBS, but I moved it to Leoni.

I'm not too sure about the order but for now I will say that honami is morning, saki is midday, shiho is evening, and ichika is night.

All of them are going to be taking elements from the From Tokyo set, saki especially. Honami is going also use elements from her fea card (if I find a way to incorporate it), Shiho will take from her Draw Your Bow card (idk I like the outfit) and ichika I'm undecided on but she'll either take from her Stage of SEKAI card or her Made To Order card..

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#au shit #project sekai #wxs #niigo #mmj #leo need #vbs #prsk #pjsk

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orangelovesyou · 1 year ago

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funfact abt my oc's!!! a lot of my sillies are named or modelled after characters/celebs from my fav shows, movies, bands, singers or telenovelas;;; so here's a compilation of my sillies and who they're inspired by

gabriel alvaréz (nicolas taylor), named after nicolas more (betty la fea/ugly betty) (my silliest pookie wookie yo amo a nicolas, tan divino)

anna maria taylor, designed after patricia fernandéz (betty la fea/ugly betty)

"ella", heavily inspired by the background dancers in the "i sing sins not tragedies" music video (panic! at the disco)

evelynn nakahara, heavily inspired by lighting mcqueen (cars..............)

TW! gore, blood warning!

laura montag, heavily inspired by the model in the "eligiendo una reina" music video (chancho en piedra)

#🍊.talks!#i haven't been able to draw in a few days im VRYING I EANNA GO HOME TSKE ME OUT OF HERE!!!#IM HOING INSANE #🍊.drawings!!!#oc talk #the voices

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frenchish-water · 3 months ago

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12, 23, 29

12. What musician would you like to hang out with for a day?

probably every member of d'Artagnan then or the folks of a small band called fea as folk (see what i did there) i basicaly followed one of their members on tiktok and then twitch befor the band was made so yea.

23. A song by an artist with a voice that you love?

this is a dificult one bc im a sucker for nice and or wierd ass vocal characteristics.

but i have to go with

29. What is your favourite music video right now?

i do have a several that I like a lot but not really any favs as I mostly don't watch music vids anymore, so I'll pick this one. and honestly all their music vids are golden same with d'Artagnan's

youtube

#thanks for the ask #ask game #asks

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psychicxhearts-blog1 · 2 years ago

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Ace is King Arthur Theory Part 2:

Okay with chapter 7 giving us new info and other things with the game. Know I would like to make this post before the year ends, as well as a predictions of what could happen in chapter seven, and put in more facts I noticed about Ace here. This isn’t spoiler free. So know that I am putting things in JP and that includes chapter 7 info. Not your cup of tea, then don’t read. For more info for part one if you see this post, then here is a link to the first part going into more detail of my theory of Ace being king Arthur: POST Not only that I am going to go in to details as well with Silver that could be telling as well, and so this might be a Ace/Silver combo theory.

With that all said and done lets move on to the speculations and theory I have.

Ace’s brother: Annnnnnd here we go again with his brother. So in chapter 7 we find out about where the 4th years, are and it goes into Cater and Trey talking about what they want to do before they become 4 years themselves. Cater brings up, ‘‘Theme park management, and planning the shows and attractions.” To which Trey drops this, "Ace's brother also chose the same kind of company for his internship, and he got the job right away." and my mind went to this part in sword in the stone.

Now that could be a huge stretch to connect Ace’s brother work to the training of Sir Key in the movie, but I wanted to share it none the less. Chapter Seven and the War: Okay I will admit I am shocked over this. But the fandom doesn’t really go into theories on the war in Twisted wonderland. Mostly because there isn’t a lot of facts about it. The go to ones that I see people think is, that is the humans and fea had a war, and that caused humans to fear the fea because of it. This is the main go to as well, due to people thinking it might be a reference to the the live action Maleficent movie as well, which fair. As well as in the star gazer event, where Lilia says this for his wish, “...For humans, fea, and other species to live in harmony.” Not only that but it seems twst makes some effort to referencing the life action movie, then any other life action movie. For proof there is no reference for, ‘Alice in wonderland 1-2, Aladdin, Lion King, and for a stretch. Not even one for the Cruella movie to connect to Crewel’. But the life action, Maleficent movie is another story. To my knowledge there is only one reference to the the movie, and people use this as the main reason as to why believe think this is solid evidence to being the case of this movie connecting to the war in Twst. In Lilia’s SSR Band club outfit you can see he has on the side of his shirt, ‘Mistress of all evil‘ which is connected to not only Maleficent, but is the full title of the life action movie. So people think this means something or something we should take note of. To try to see where they are coming from. I will submit and see where this takes me. So from here onward I will use the life action movie for some references to my own theory. So with that said I will say this. Since we know what we know about Lilia raising Silver, and being viewed as a family member. It dose relate to the life action movie as well, since that was not in the original at all. Maleficent was mad at baby and the family for not being invited to the baby’s party, cursed said baby, and the rest of the movie plays out. She never even interacts with the princess. The only time they are in the same room is when Aurora is asleep and that was only one time.

Now on track with twst finally. If you take a step back you realize some things, that do not match up to the mind set of people believing, that the war happened, because of humans and fea not getting along. Lilia and Sebek are treated equal to everyone else, this fear is centered around mostly Malleus, because humans and most races other then fea fear him. Only on the soul fact of how strong he is and his grandmother. That’s it. So now let me ask these two questions that I think might be connected to each other. Why did the war started? and Who is the king/ruler of humans? Think about the second question for the moment. We know that in chapter 3 the merfolk have a king and a prince named, prince Rielle, who is twst version of Ariel, In chapter 2 we also know that the beastmen also have a future king named, Cheka, and a prince known as Leona, but what do the humans have? Now this is something we do not know or really asked in the fandom. Do not get me wrong I do see theories on it who it might be, but all of them point at Silver being the rightful heir to the humans, and to me it leaves into this question. If true, then what is the proof of that? Well with Silver we see moment in his vignettes and one SR card robe’s card that he is very Aurora like. With animals being around him easily, him sleeping beautifully, as well as him sleeping in odd times in both the game and manga, which funny and oddly enough connects to him having Narcolepsy. If you don’t know it’s just a rare condition that causes people to sleeping at in inappropriate times, which can not be controlled. There is also more connections to this in chapter 7 he had a ring as a baby that was of the design of Aurora’s crown. Not only that but he lived in the woods with Lilia, a fea/fairy who raised him for most of his life. Which people connect Silver being looked after Lilia, because of said war with the humans. So that is some solid info it’s Silver right? I mean it lines up, but now the question of. “Why the war started“ and, “Why did Lilia raise him?” Okay, remember me saying I am going to talk about more theories on Ace being king Arthur at the start of the post? Well I am doing it now and guess what? I believe the war is mostly in parallel to the sword and the stone. In the opening of the movie you are sung a song of what is going on in the movie: ‘A legend is sung of when England was young, and knights where brave and bold! The good king had died. And no one could decide. Who was rightful heir to the thrown. It seems that the land would be torn by war or saved by a miracle alone! and that miracle appeared in London town. The sword in the stone. It’s the only Disney movie I can recall, where a war is shared with you, that happened, and the movie wants you to take note of why why everyone is training to be king. Yet again you are also right with the Maleficent life action one as well, since there is a war with humans and fea, with the fea protecting there land from the humans. Not only that, but as I was looking at the live action movie again I found this. Well would you look at that! The same flags for battle shown in the sword and the stone are also in the life action Maleficent movie, which is also the thing I pointed to Ace’s birthday card being. Funny how that is something noticed.

“No one could decide who was rightful heir to the thrown. It seems that the land would be torn by war.” Now I think is might mean something to connect to what really happened. What if the rightful ruler to the humans died with no heir, and the humans fought for who was rightful king? Which would explain why we are not told about the war fully, because of how complex those fighting for there own reasons, and the possibility of some of these factions of the people supporting these people are? Not only that what if Silver’s family fell in the war leaving only him, and Lilia took the role to watch him and raise him to be king, Which holy hell that’s a lot to unpack right there. Cause that could mean it wasn’t just fea and humans fighting it could be beastmen and merfolk to right for these two factions? Since that’s too much even for me. let’s take a step back, and go to the next point. Lilia’s Weapon: Now the other thing I want to bring up is what we found out about Lilia’s weapon. We are told it’s his war weapon, which during battle he was so fearless no one wanted to go near him. And honestly if I saw a guy cutting people up with a CLEAVER! I wouldn’t mess with that guy either. Now on Lilia’s weapon again we are also told, that depending on who is holding it, the weapon will change based on said person. Thing is I want to point out how odd that his weapon has rose thorns around it. Now you could say, “But it’s in line to sleeping beauty’s tower and Maleficent in theme“, which sure. But there is no famous weapon in disney that looks like a green Cleaver. Sure it could relate to Lilia’s connection to one of the gargoyles in the original sleeping beauty movie, but I think there is more to it then that.

But let’s recap to what we know about the weapon. -It’s Lilia’s war weapon. -It changes it’s looks depending on who is holding it Let’s focus on the second one real quick. So that means it could look like anything to reflect that person, right? So if that is the case then it can look like a dagger, sword, hell maybe even a frying pan? It all depends on the person right? So it’s a endless thought of possibilities on what it could be. With this train of thought it lead me to remembering something else, but before I get into that let me share this fact with you. A sad fact at that. Lilia is shown and even tells you his memory is not as good as it used to be. He knows about 500 years or so, but adds a “More or less” meaning it’s spotty. Not only that but he misplaces or loses things a lot if you pay attention to some of his dialog. Now to my next point, if this can change into anything, then could it be really a sword, and it shows it true form by the thorns around it gone? Even the one who once fought with it has forgotten it’s true purpose, but knows maybe Silver should hold it. After all with Lilia getting help from Silver and Sebek packing his stuff he put it in a place they could easily find the weapon and Silver’s ring. So what if this a weapon that has been forgotten through time, and the real weapon is by the true welder? Then is it possible, that true welder is someone who is worthy of being king? We have such Disney sword. This one, Excalibur. A sword forgotten through time, and who ever pulls the sword from the stone is king. And Lilia’s weapon is a sword made out of emerald. Now what if the emerald is the stone trapping the true weapon is finally shown when the rightful king or welder is finally given to it? Also both Excalibur and Lilia’s weapons have plant life around it as well. With that out of the way the last thing we must talk about is Silver and how this weapon could relate to him or what it could mean in chapter 7.

Silver Is royalty and what it could mean with the Ace Theory: With Silver’s connection to Aurora with the necklace looking like Aurora’s crown, and in one vignettes Silver tells Epel there are rules to making a good prince that he learned from Lilia. As well as other things I pointed out, that could connect to Silver being royalty, and him being the rightful ruler for the humans. Here is the thing I failed to mention. People have said that, since he is Aurora other people have also said he could be prince Philip. And the weapon could play into him maybe killing Malleus. Sorry to say I am not one of those people who believe in this mostly because Silver is not Maleficence weakness in the life action movie, It’s IRON. So I believe this is a red herring. But I do believe that this weapon is going to play out in a big way. Yes, I do think Silver is going to hold the weapon and it will be like the sword of truth, which we know Yuu/the player will have a dream about. Thing is it’s also going to connect to really it being the sword and the stone, and I bet you are wondering what I mean by that. Well...Let me bring up something very very crazy. I know there are people who do not believe my theory of Ace being twst King Arthur, and that has to do with this idea, “They already had the dorms in the game, and no way they are going to add a new one or any other reference’s to something that has not happened.” Well...No you are wrong or you forgot slash didn’t know this fact at the time. To remind you all, but remember chapter 5 where we see Royal Sword Academy after Epel and Deuce have that scream off? If you look at the center of the place you see a sword. A sword in a stone! Not only that, but the headmaster is Merlin. So there was always connections to the movie. So with these facts what could this mean?

I think we are finally going to find out who Ace really is and him coming to NRC was to get the weapon to be king finally. Now what do I mean by that. Well let’s go over some things. -Looking back on Ace’s second birthday card you notice, that roses are around his name. The other dorm student’s do not have any roses, and Riddle’s card only has one rose and that’s for the I. Now this is very weird when you know Cater was the one who was painting roses, and I could be wrong, but Ace only talks about tending to the flamingos and hedgehogs, and never painting roses. To add to this we know that Ace only painted the roses just so Cater can do a solid for him to get Riddle’s lock off his neck. That’s it. Him painting the roses red was not a punishment given to him by Riddle. It was just Ace painting the roses to make Cater talk to Riddle on his behalf. Nothing more then that. So because of this I am wondering if it wasn’t to connect to ‘painting the roses red’ but was really a hint Ace trying to find the weapon. Roses being around his name, while rose thorns are around the weapon. - The war might have started by some human’s right to be king, then those families might have been connected to Silver and Maybe Ace’s family. (To clear this up not saying they are brothers.) -Silver is adopted by a fea after his family failed to win the war, as well as to protect him. He also grew up not knowing he is royalty while he lives with Lilia, and NRC not knowing of his past and silver happy being with his father, Lilia. -So where dose that leave Ace wanting to be king? Well...There is some prove to it, that I never brought up in my first post. Remember how odd it was in chapter 1, where Ace was so hyped to overthrow Riddle to be dorm Queen? I could be wrong, but I think he said he wanted to be king. Not only that, but in his SSR dorm card he says, “You think I can overthrow Riddle now? I am joking of course.” when you level him up. Even in the manga he wants to be dorm head to be Queen. Now I can understand when other thought it was just him wanting to rule over Riddle and get him to say sorry. As well as him wanting to get Riddle’s dorm title not being brought up again. It dose seem that way, but this could have been a early hint of his connection to a king in Disney. And the only one from the classic Disney era I can think of with it being the main character being really a king is Arthur. Which if true do you know what this means? I didn’t say this at the time, but there is so much more possibilities that could connect to what is to come or could happen. -If Ace is King Arthur dose that mean, “Ace“ is not his real name, because in sword in the stone Arthur was mostly called, Wort until he was crowned king. -Is he connected to RSA, and if so dose he know Merlin? -If that is the case, then could it be possible that Merlin is connected to him or might even be related to him? -If so then my theory about Madam Mim being his grandma means she could be Married to Merlin 63. (Ship is canon in twst if true) -Lastly as much as I don’t want to say this, but with all this could it really be that Ace really is the traitor, but we looked at it the wrong way? Ace...Could be the Traitor: Edit: I got rid of the original words here, since it’s too out there and I don’t believe it I want to clear it up on Ace being the Traitor theory. Now I do not believe him being a traitor is him being evil. I feel this more then likely happened. He was told to go to NRC by his family, since they have been working for years to find the king’s sword, which Lilia has. Ace gets in NRC, has to hide his Unique Magic/identity so Lilia or anyone in Malleus’s circle would not know who Ace really is, and try to get close to them to find weapon, and when there is a opening he takes weapon to be king. That’s what I believe. The other idea is that he is a traitor in a sense of really being a RSA student. Why? Well we are shown that everyone in RSA is nice. Like...SUPER NICE. Even when fans are like, “No they are really evil guys! Watch!“ Only for chapter 5-6 to be like, “No. They are sweet beans and don’t you feel silly for thinking that way?“ So with me pointing out in my Crowley post about how the school is low on funds, and Crowley has been doing a lot to make sure no knows, but it’s clear something is not right with how Crowley is with money. Now what if, as crazy as this sounds, what if RSA wants to combined the schools? To help them out? I know that’s very out there, but we know how well off that school is doing compared to NRC. And I can so see Merlin and some students from both sides not wanting NRC to shut down. So a merger needs to happen, and Ace was sent to see how Merlin could make this happen. Because you and I both know Crowley is so prideful he would never ever accept help from RSA no matter what. Yet again these are just ideas I believe in mostly rather then Ace being fully evil to try to kill Silver for the sword or to betray Yuu and Grim. Like I know Ace is shady as heck, but he is not evil. He is just a trickster, and good for him for thinking ahead. Edit: Now I am adding this in cause I have forgotten to, but I realized this. That being why would Ace’s family and Silver’s fight for the right to be king and be the main rulers of the humans? Well if Ace is King Arthur, then he is English in origins. As for Silver’s connection being Aurora and Sleeping Beauty as a whole, then fun fact that means he is French in origins. So a French family and a English one fighting for the right to rule said people, that just makes too much since with our own world’s history. I know it’s Twst and different a bit to our world, but once this thought went into my mind I had to share it. Listen, I will admit on the possibility that I could be very wrong in all this. There is still a lot we do not know and we do not know where the story is taking us, but if I am right....Then that means if Ace is King Arthur, then we have a character who hid there real identity with wind magic or has a wind theme to them. Now if I had a nickle for every time this happened, I’d have two nickles. Which isn’t a lot, but odd it happened twice. and so I am going to end this post with some lyrics from the video game, Sonic and the black knight. Song being Knight of the wind.

Hey all (hey all) Welcome to the greatest storm I know (I know) You have waited much too long And I (and I) I will be your shining star I'm here (I'm here) Here to conquer near and far! Like a sword, I'm drawn Into the heat of day Like a knight, I'll fight Until the fight is won In the reign, I slay Each and every, each and every Each and every one Till this war is won And I live to rule By the sword Slashing through the every inch of the power The power in you As I sit and I stand By the table I command My kingdom I’m the knight of the wind Edit: (Making this edit at 2/22/24) Spoilers from chapter 7 BTW. Future me here for a MEGA OUT THERE theory. So to go more into them fighting for king. You know what I find like super weird? How the RSA logo has two horses, and I was wondering what that could have to do with anything. If you look at the logo it’s two horses and one sword, and on top of the sword is a crown and we know it to mean Excalibur. I saw a lot of people using this as a reason for why RSA had such nice students. They help each other out by supporting each other. But...What if this logo has a future meaning? If Ace and Silver are going to fight for king like I theorized, then why do the horses look the same? Shouldn’t they look different to perfectly show that these two different people with different families are going to fight? Well...I have to swallow a HUGE hard pill that I never wanted to swallow...But I think Silver and Ace might be related. Due to future events in chapter 7 in Lilia’s memories. We find out that Silver’s mom ran away once the castle was falling and had to leave Silver behind under the protection of some fairies, that will keep him as a baby for 100 years if need be to make sure he survives. And Lilia found Silver when going back to the castle all those years later, and the rest is history. We do not know what happened to Silver’s mom other then she ran away to safety, but what if she found love again and remarried, and her bloodline still lives on...In Ace. If true then that would explain why the horses look alike as if it was a mirror. Silver is Aces Idk how many greats family member, and both have no idea about this. The main reason i didn’t want to believe it was because Silver is mostly based on Aurora from a French tale, and Ace, if I am right, Ace is based on King Arthur a English tale. And saying a french man and a English man are related just seemed really out there for me, then yet again a french man and a English man fighting for right to be king makes TOO MUCH SENSE TO ME. Also I have seen people say Ace might be Alice form Alice in wonderland, and I failed to make a theory explaining a possibility of him being the true main character...And both Alice and Aurora have blonde hair...You know what I am going to stop now. If I am going to do any more edits I will make a maga post about these two or Ace from here on out. Let’s see how wrong I am in the future or not. Until then. See you next chapter update in TWST.

#twst theory #twisted wonderland theory #//at it again with Ace being King Arthur!#//and putting my hat with what I think Silver could be as well for the story for chapter 7

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