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emmaofnormandy · 3 months ago

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Imagine your castle crumbles and Aegon is there to rescue you.

Warnings: drama, angst, drama, silly, comfort reading; canon divergence; fluff endings tho. Inspired by the song “Castles Crumbling�� by Taylor Swift. Long post.

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You have recently arrived at the court to serve the Princess Helaena as her lady in waiting. In the midst of the upcoming war, the royal family is falling apart.

You barely pay attention to politics, for you are there to serve as your father has reminded you.

As part of the Tyrell family it is only natural that your house has sided with the Hightowers in this growing tensions with the Targaryens. But what do you know about it? You believe you are not there to play any game, even if you are still a pawn nevertheless.

In this context, you have been left on your devices, for the princess has little use to you—she prefers the company of Aemond, whom you correctly perceive as her lover— and you cannot forge bonds with other ladies due to the difference of temperament.

Here you are, with your books at some shadowy part of the salon. You’ve been trying to find your place in this world where your family has silenced you, taking away your spring hopes under the pretense of wishing you well.

To many you, a redhead lady with y/c skin and y/c eyes, well fit in a green silk gown with long sleeves, are barely noticed despite the delicate beauty that has blossomed—earning a few comparisons to the Queen Alicent. But he sees you.

Another who shares with you the heavy burden of serve the family’s purposes in concreting the ambitions of his grandsire. He, whose existence has been neglected, seems to spot his equal in this salon.

Aegon doesn’t know why he’s easily drawn to you. The silver haired prince might be enchanted with your curly red locks that somewhat reminds him of his mother, your heart-shaped face and furrowed eyebrows in a concentrated look that seems to reinforce your efforts in escaping this damaged world to a better one.

You would certainly be charmed by Aemond, the prince seems to think so, judging by how fond of reading you are. He usually doesn’t match with sharped brain women, on the other hand, but suddenly his steps are out of his control. Suddenly, a spell is casted by an unknown divine creature and he has lost possession of his senses.

“Excuse me”, he says after clearing his throat three times to get your attention. Aegon is amused by how you take a while to notice him and when you do, your eyes wide and you try to quickly greet him properly, but he doesn’t let you to. Instead he takes a seat next to you. “What are you reading?”

You cast him an unreadable gaze. Is the soon to be king trying to get a glimpse of your lecture? He, who is often found in houses of whoring and whose companions are barely literate at all?

“What? It is a genuine question”, Aegon defends himself in between chuckles when reading your very clear judgement. It does intrigue, though, that unlike the many ladies that crossed his path, you seem to resist his charms.

“I assumed you didn’t like to read”, you say after a while. “It is a book about a damsel who sacrifices her sentiments to save the honour of her family.”

This quickly wipes off the smirk of Aegon, and you’d internally panic at the thought of offending him. But he strokes his chin instead, looking thoughtful.

“I thought you’d be reading a merrier book. This world we live in is cruel enough to our sentiments”, says he, giving more than he’d think.

Something about his words and how they roll out of his tongue makes you drop the book and soften towards him.

“It is true. But we are tied to our duties, aren’t we?”

“We are their creatures”, says Aegon and you spot the same misery that has inhabiting your soul in his. “We have little will to fight against it.”

And this is how it begins.

***

Aegon next finds you at the backyard, disproved of any company. He wonders how in the seven hells you, a beauty with iron wit, are left on your own. But the same melancholy that has been the aliment of his soul is there yet behind your eyes, consuming yours.

“Lady Y/N. I finally found you.”

You turn abruptly, surprised for seeing him there. Him, the betrothed of your mistress, the soon to be king of the realm, your distant royal cousin.

“My lord”, you curtsy when greeting him. “What brings you here?”

“I was looking for you. I find myself longing for our conversations. You seem to have captivated me with your wit. It is a lovely addition to your beauty, cousin.”

Is this an attempt of flirt? You blush, acutely aware he’s not yours to keep. But something about how you find light behind his lilac eyes does not let you escape the trap you are suddenly about to fall.

“You enchant me with these words, my prince. However, I fear to be the one to remind you that you are betrothed and thus I cannot willingly conceded to your charms.”

“So you admit I am charming.”

“This is not the point I am trying to make.”

Somehow both of you chuckle at it. It does not go unnoticed that under this light you do not pale anymore, not looking as if you are longing for the embrace of darkness.

“I did not mean to offend you, Lady Y/N. But I would be lying if I said anything other than what I just did.”

You are about to protest again—he could not surely forget that he’s bound to someone else even if you know this someone is linked to another.

Aegon knows what you intend to do and he cuts you quickly.

“My beloved sister’s heart has been long possessed by another and I do not have the power nor the want to reclaim it under the pretense of duty. In fact, if you pardon my language, fuck the duty.”

It is here that old shadows come back to surface again.

“So you know.”

“It shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone. They’ve always made clear their preferences, but in case you have not realized it yet our family does not care very little about each other’s sentiments.”

You have not realized when you stood and linked your arm to his, but you and Aegon are now pacing back and forth at this silent backyard, which once upon a time used to be the same scenario of the Queen’s idyllic childhood.

“I am sorry. I am not royal myself, but I understand the whole purpose to serve the family.”

Aegon gives you a look. He recollects the day he saw an argument between your father, brother and you. They strongly disagreed of how you shielded yourself off the world. You were reminded of the point why you were attending the court.

He saw you paled and how you tried to protest, but failed because they stole your voice. You broke down, he could tell… because he felt the same whenever he was around his own relatives.

When your eyes meet, there seems to come a new mutual understanding, a new sensation of how strong this bond is coming to be forged.

Pained together by your families, chained under the call of duty, each realizes what the other has built to protect oneself from such an angst.

Whilst Aegon disguised his misery under festivities and whoring, you opt to shield away in books and shying as much as possible from any prying eyes.

“We come to resist, in our own terms, to this unfair manner upon which we are controlled. And yet they want to make me king but a king of what? A realm I know little of, a husband to a strange wife, a brother to a sister who despises me, to be the heir to a father who died even so alive….”

“We did”, you agree. “Yet you have one thing that makes you different from the others.”

“What that would be, my dear?”

“Dragons. If I recall well, the Targaryens answered neither to Gods nor to men.”

The seed is unwillingly planted. You barely know. How could you?

***

You are found reading in a shadowy spot of the palace again when he meets you. This time Aegon is standing silently behind a pillar of stones, watching you without being noticed.

He sees salty tears rolling down your cheeks all the whilst you struggle to keep yourself composed. Your eyes are staring into the unknown, which only means no book held your attention successfully.

How strange, a thought occurs him. That both of you are so similar and yet so different.

He steps again at your vision field. You wish you could hid away, but it’s too late. Aegon has no intention in letting you go.

“Once my name was chanted and now I am praised with loath”, the prince tells you as nonchalantly as he can, and he finds perplexity in your eyes. “Regardless of how despicable I am, I do not intend to be the villain of your stories, Y/N.”

“Why are you being cruel to yourself?”, you stand and come to where he is. Today your green silk gown has some roses in it, in reference to your house. “You are not hated, my sweet Aegon.”

This is the first time you speak his name. No more formalities, just a lord and a lady informally acknowledging each other. Aegon smiles.

“I came to comfort you and you are not welcoming me like a monster.”

You scoff at him.

“No. I do not possess the ability to despise you because you are not a vile creature. We are both chained to what is out of our control.”

“I want to be your hero, Y/N.” He takes your hand and for the very first time it doesn’t feel cold. “Allow me, I ask you.”

“You have long held my favour, my darling, but I am unfit for the position you are placing me.”

“We are broken. But we can rise from the ashes, we can rebuild it. Fuck honour.” And here he draws you to him.

For the first time in a long while you are not ricocheted by orders nor broken by your own tears. You are not apart of the world, watching powerlessly as your castle crumbles and all you have are books that medicate your loneliness and placate the sensation of not belonging to anywhere else.

When he pulls you to him, Aegon finds in him courage to be who he really is. To be himself, with his scars and neglects, his rejects, is to take the dark there is in him. For long all he’s known was this darkness where he’s been plagued to. But you, with your y/c eyes that transmit such a sweetness, he sees the light. Hope. Kindness.

He wants to be more than a prince, than a king in waiting. He wants more than titles and inheritances. He wants to be loved. He wants to be familiar with the sensation of being taken, accepted and cared of.

One mirrors the other.

When fingers intertwine, souls collide.

“I am unfit… I am incapable of being loved”, when you burst these words out of your anguished heart, when they transmit the tears you’ve long suffocated, when you drown in them, he is scared for listening… to himself.

“No, my sweet lady Y/N”, Aegon is surprised to find in him the capacity to remove you two of these unforecasted storms. “You are very much capable of being loved. You are more than the heroines of these stories. You are… if it is of any consolation at all, you are my lady.”

Two gazes lock. Two hearts beat as one. You are left speechless. You, often scowled by every family for being sharp tongued; you, often judged for not looking seductive like your Tyrell cousins; you, often snapped for being everything they want you to be, but your sweet nature resists to mould you to other’s expectations.

“Am I?”

It echoes the fear of rejection, it demonstrates your fragility. No pride can shield you now when it’s demounted by your unexpected savior.

The drunken, whored prince has found his redemption, his forces, renewed. Who could have seen it coming?

“Come with me. Let me show you.”

You’ve never once dreamed of coming closer to a dragon. Less so, to mount it. Your mouth drops at the beautiful sight of this golden scaled dragon, whose wings are large and eyes that look like melted gold.

“What’s the name of your dragon?”

“Sunfyre”, Aegon looks so happy when speaking proudly about his dragon. “Like the sun itself.”

Sunfyre seems to beam proudly before his rider’s boast and you giggle at it. The bigger creature almost knocks Aegon down when placing his head kindly to his chest.

“How adorable!”, you exclaim in pure awe.

“Do you want to touch him?”

When seeing the hesitation in your face, Aegon laughs quietly. You find him so handsome in this state of pure bliss, you smile.

“I don’t know…”

“Sunfyre will not bite you, I assure you. Come on….”

Before you have the chance to argue why you should not be there in first place, Sunfyre anticipates his rider’s insistence and moves his head to you, almost knocking you down in the process.

“Good grief!”, you cry out before giggling, being assisted by him.

“See?”, Aegon smiles at you and your heart, if possible, almost leaves your chess. “He likes you!”

“Very well…”

“I’ll be here”, he promises you, not leaving his hands out of your waist, which makes you blush.

“You better not.” And then you put your hand over Sunfyre, who seems to smile at you. “Hello there, Sunfyre. I’ve only seen a dragon flying, never one too close to me before.”

Sunfyre seems to huff proudly which makes you giggle like a little girl. It only then occurs Aegon something.

“Come, Lady Y/N. Sunfyre approves you, that is to say a lot. We should fly a bit, uh?”

“Aegon… What will people say?”

With a smug smirk on his lips, he says:

“Fuck them.”

And so suddenly you are found mounting Sunfyre and holding the reins of this winged creature as Aegon commands him to fly. This is how abruptly you meet freedom. This is how, amidst cries very loud, you break your chains at last.

***

It is raining this day and a scandal is about to break loose. To a general consternation, the Lord Aemond has eloped with the Princess Helaena. According to the malicious tongues of the court, Prince Aegon has helped them in this bold plan.

Whatever the case, it doesn’t take too long to be noticed how Aegon himself has been spotted in the company of a lady of red locks. This is no ordinary woman. A pleasant surprise to his mother and grandmother, even to your father—who did not expect you aimed so high.

The path is open.

In a matter of days, you are not Y/N Tyrell, but Princess consort Y/N of House Targaryen. Despite the growing tensions with the black party, all you can conceive is the happiness that has found its way to you and Aegon.

“I love you, my rose”, he tells you the day after you and him consumed the marriage. “To you, evermore the most devoted and faithful husband.”

“And to you, my liege, knight of my garden and great protector of my heart, lies my utmost devotion.”

Whatever comes, you and him are strong to face it. What matters now is that you and Aegon finally have the happy ending both struggled so long to live.

No longer in crumbles castles, no longer in ruins. Perhaps there is more to thank to Princess Helaena than both of you judged…

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theveryworstthing · 4 years ago

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So over on patreon Trevor asked for my take on the Addams Family and I grew up LOVING the Addams family movies so here we are. Instead of doing a straight up style interpretation, I decided to do a full on design challenge, using the characters as bases to make a black southern gothic Addams au. I actually drew the kids first, using the character bases of Wednesday and Pugsley to create some delightful kiddos I'm calling Sunday and Blanche. I of course then redesigned Gomez and Morticia into Carlisle and Mortesha.

The Addams have a very specific high aristocratic goth aesthetic (they've got a butler and nobody really works among other things) so in this re-imagining I wanted to go with vibes that run a little more middle class/upper middle class. I thought it would be interesting to think about what would be considered weird and off-putting in an entirely different culture, and how being a big ol' goth is way less controversial than it used to be.

I tried to keep this short (HAHAHAHAHAHA) so I didn't spin off into an essay about villain coded families, black people in the horror genre, and normalcy as it pertains to social survival, but just...bits of that are in these designs and lore. Keep that in mind.

Also I made the kids twins because they've flip flopped in age so much in different media and also twins run in my family (i'm the daughter of one). And let's face it, I'm pulling a lot of their southern gothic traits from living as a southern goth so *shrug*.

10 thousand pounds of lore incoming loooooooooool.

The Parents

From the moment he saw her he knew that there was a 50/50 chance of him either never making it out of that swamp alive or marrying the figure that was creeping out from under the distant willow tree in a black cocktail dress. The third time she found him trussed up in one of her traps, he complimented her rope work and asked if she'd like to go out sometime after his head wound stopped bleeding.

Or while it was still bleeding.

If she was into that.

Some kids and a mysteriously burnt down Piggly Wiggly later, their love is still as strong and inescapable as a bear trap in a sink hole.

Carlisle Guillermo (now Addams through marriage but I wanted to give him two first names for a name since Gomez has two last names) makes a vaguely described living practicing ‘law’ around town. A loophole king, people come to him from miles around with contracts signed in blood, fights over chunks of hair buried in their rivals’ yard, dehydrated primate hands, memories that seemed like dreams until the evidence of their happenings became too real, and other regular Legal Items asking for counsel which he is all too happy to give. For a price. Sometimes that price is a homemade pie and sometimes it’s a million dollars, depends on who you are. Whatever you’re asked to pay it’s worth that price, and if you try to scam him out of work or he just plain doesn’t like you? Well. He knows how to twist a contract better than anything at the crossroads.

And he always gets his due.

He doesn’t just serve the local (living)humans though, there are many things that need proper legal representation in this day and age. You wouldn’t believe how many city councils try to build on sacred burial grounds even after he lets them know that his ghostly clients are totally gonna haunt the FUCK out of the ensuing shitty condos and curse their families for all eternity. At least 50% of his energy goes towards dealing with real estate bullshit.

Carl is an excitable and good natured(?) man who loves his family, cigars, dancing, and his many knife-based hobbies. People find him very charming once they get past the feeling that they’re talking to a sultry gator badly disguising itself as a human. I didn’t put a ton of deep thought into designing him, mostly I wanted to make a middle aged dude who looked like he would have been voted ‘most likely to smooch the literal devil’ in high school. Tbh he probably has, but no demonic ex’s can compare to his lovely wife~

Mortesha Addams(her name was already perfect so I just tweaked it)is a woman of many talents. A self proclaimed homemaker, she prides herself on a greenhouse full of Concerning Foliage, a beautiful wasp apiary, and a coop full of what are probably chickens that she keeps for what are probably eggs. She’s also an avid creator of the outsider art that can be seen around the estate. She has taken on the family business of selling her homemade goods in a little stall by the road just outside the swamp with her mom, and makes pretty good money doing so. A surprising amount of poison gets bought in quaint southern towns.

Speaking of poison, people who come out to the edge of the swamp to buy it are usually carrying a lot of secrets around, and Mortesha knows most of them. It’s not like she pries the truth out of people, it just so happens that many nervous hellos eventually turn into the tragic backstory power hour if she’s alone with a client for long enough. She supposes that’s just how people are. Despite the fact that the Addams are very active in the community (whether the community likes it or not) she especially, as a direct descendant of the first Addams matriarch, is seen as…Well not an outsider because the community feels A Certain Way about outsiders and despite it all the Addams are their people, but maybe something like an exception. They feel like whatever weirdness they’re hiding can’t be weirder than any given Addams, so they get a little loose with their words.

This is amusing to her, since Addams’ don’t naturally keep the kind dramatic secrets that their surface level prim and proper neighbors do. It’s much more fun to openly talk about those things.

Do they have a sadly decrepit yet terrifying grandma up in the attic? Yeah, like three. They got a tv, all the creepy porcelain dolls they could want, and they’re close to family. Where do you keep your gram-grams?

Any bodies buried on the property? Yeah some, but most are thrown to the gators.

Any creeping through the balmy summer night with ill intentions? Yeah dude, everyone loves a nice family stroll.

What about dangerous forbidden love? If an adult Addams isn’t incorporeal then they’re either queer or in a torrid romance with some person/thing mysteriously drawn to that awful swamp. Sometimes both at the same time. Most times actually.

Mortesha would know.

The current head of the Addams family is just as outgoing as her husband but a lot quieter and harder to read. She never really seems to get mad about much and always has a genteel smile for everyone whether they deserve it or not. A seven foot tall human shaped “Oh, bless your heart”. A perfectly composed Lady even when she’s, oh I dunno, burning down a Piggly Wiggly. You know. A regular southern mom. Chat her up at the hair salon for 50% off a jar of wasp honey with your next purchase of a mysterious but foreboding packet of herbs.

Designing her was pretty easy because I just drew a lankier Grace Jones and called it a day. I had some problems with her outfit simply because if we were going HARD southern gothic then she’d probably be wearing a white/cream dress with a fuller skirt but I thought keeping the silhouette and the black was more important. She’s supposed to be an anti southern gothic southern gothic character anyway. A woman who looks like she has a million secrets who is actually the most open person you could meet. For better or worse. The red hair came from a coloring error that I really ended up liking (my mom had red hair her whole childhood that only darkened up in high school so I can buy that an Addams can be naturally fire engine red) and the veil was to get more of that classic Morticia silhouette in there.

The Children

Sunday and Blanche are the twin children of Carlisle and Mortesha Addams. Some say the Addams clan got their cursed homestead when a wealthy local businessman made a deal with the devil and lost, leaving his grand mansion to his least favorite maid and cutting his losses once he realized that the swamp would do everything it could to drag the house into the water and take what was owed with its horrible curse. Others say that the family has just always squatted there and no one really cares because man, fuck that particular swamp. Have you been in there? Absolute horror show.

Anyway.

Blanche is the more outgoing sibling and quite the engineer/mad scientist in the making. He started going grey at 2 weeks old but considering he was also rocking some extra fingers, toes, and a tiny tail (he takes after his dad), his parents just put it on the 'not life threatening' pile and decided not to worry about it. He's the kind of smart that teachers find utterly infuriating, less a dog eagerly learning and obeying commands and more a hyena who keeps teaching itself how to pick locks. He has a few friends in his school's robotics club (which they honestly allowed him to make so the school could contain his... creations) but mostly hangs out with his sister exploring the swamp. They find all sorts of neat things in there! wedding rings, suspiciously lumpy garbage bags, cloaked cultists who can't read private property signs, it's an adventure every day!

Blanche is all about experimentation with his creations, his look, and his tether to this mortal coil. Is lipstick a cool thing to try? Let's find out. Can he get out of a strait jacket fast enough after being pushed into the depths of the swamp by his sister? let's find out. He's not dead yet and confused local doctors can attest to the fact that he's rarely attained more than a bad bruise so he's pretty set on continuing to kiss rattlesnakes on their cute little heads and have his sister practice her knife throwing at him until that fact changes.

Blanche is very much a country goth. Cowboy boots (customized by his mom), knife, and lighter are daily accessories. He likes to wear the crusty swamp jewelry they find (the rust adds a splash of color!) and despite appearances he does try to keep himself neat. He's just got natural Grunge Colors and a tendency to wear clothes he likes until they fall apart. Pugsley always seemed the most modernly styled to me (which might just be because little boys clothes have been the same for a long time) so I wanted Blanche to be the most purposely fashionable Addams. Everyone else is goth by nature, but he's the only one truly familiar with goth as an alternative fashion.

I got really into designing Blanche because honestly, I find Pugsley to be the most boring member of the family. And he was hard to design! I had to mess with his vibe a lot to get him looking how I wanted. I know he's supposed to evoke an " 'evil' little boy next door who's parents never reign him in", but that's just goth Dennis The Menace. I's 2020. We can at least go queer goth Calvin.

Sunday was much easier to design. Wednesday was my favorite as a child (of course) and I really wanted to keep the spirit of her look while adding things like billowy sleeves (it gets HOT down here), big poofy twists instead of braids, and a nice tie. She's a professional after all, been running the local pet cemetery since she was 6 and the previous groundskeeper met with an unfortunate accident after telling her that tarantulas don't have souls. Her specialty is creating beautiful naturalistic animal funerals similar to those that Maquenda (https://linktr.ee/artofmaquenda) makes, and she takes pride in creating miniature dioramas of her subjects after each burial which she uses as a kind of 3D catalog for future clients.

She really wants to try out her skills on humans one day. Well. Publicly try out her skills. Lotta random bodies float into the swamp. None of them have turned down her requests for diorama models so far. Most seem downright flattered. Plus, she usually figures out which graveyard/crime scene they floated over from and gets her parents to give them a lift back. She'll even help enact terrifying revenge from beyond the grave on whoever put them there if she's not, y'know, busy.

Besides arts, crafts, and pet based funerary arrangements, Sunday is an avid lover of archery (any ranged weapon really), books where little fantasy adventure animals die dramatic deaths, and history. She is That Kid who eagerly raises her hand when asked who Christopher Columbus was and ends up being sent out of class after 15 minutes for making 'a scene'. Her favorite party trick is just picking an item in the room and talking about how it relates to either some obscure historical figure with a buck wild life or a horrible disaster. At least one charity pancake breakfast ended with children in tears after her vivid description of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919.

Social-wise, while Wednesday is the girl that people ask to smile because they think she'd, "look so pretty", Sunday is rarely asked anything at all. People just kind of assume from her quiet nature (in between horrible history facts) that she's angry all the time and that she hates everyone. This is untrue. She hates some people but she's ambivalent to most everyone else and even downright friendly if you bother to talk to her like a person instead of a terrifying cryptid. Like, she IS a terrifying cryptid but she's also a little girl.

That’s about it for now. One day I might do the other family members but for now I’m happy with the four I’ve redesigned. Making an au! Lurch in a family that doesn’t do butlers could be interesting. Over on patreon I put forth that he could just be Motesha’s mute little brother (similar bone structure) but Amy Crook had the nice idea of quote: “ a mysterious "cousin" that "helps around the house" whose origins are both long in the past and faintly unsettling. He's good for lifting heavy things, like that tank of propane you're about to throw into the burning Piggly Wiggly... “ which i now consider canon. Who's kid is he? How old is he? Not important. Anyone willing to commit arson with you is family.

Annnnyway. This challenge was a lot of fun! I love indulging in AU’s.

#long post #the addams family #Character Design #au #design challenge #i am incapable of doing a design challenge like a normal person #oh god i forgot the cut lol

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it's spencer's first father's day and he's extremely emotional about the little love of his life that he's only just met. he spends the day with his baby, Edwin, and his wife, crying and happy about how wonderful new little lives are.

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reader just needs an NA meeting before they have a meltdown, they end up with the best friend they could ever make.

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Spencer keeps getting little notes from a secret admirer, they're nice and sweet at first as they tease him with their crush until she's sending him notes about all the dirty things she wants to do to him

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spencer and reader have been spending the last month together in the same hotel room during a pretty brutal case. tension has been rising and she's completely in love with him.

what happens when they both think the other won't be back for a while and they want to shower?

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the co-op librarian at the FBI Academy has been secretly crushing on the smartest agent in the Bureau, TA, Doctor Spencer Reid, and he's been crushing on her too.

Being Neighbourly** Tumblr 1.9K

Request: reader is Spencers neighbour and she can hear him masturbating every night that he's home how do you have her deal with that?

Professional Hair Dresser (Ph.D)** Tumblr 6.4K

summary: after Spencer's knee injury, he starts visiting a salon every week to get his hair washed

36 Questions to Fall in Love Tumblr 8K

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New Romantics** Tumblr 23k

Summary: She needs help studying for her Case Exercises at the Academy, He needs a date for the annual Banquet... they just so happen to be neighbours who aren't afraid to lend a helping hand, or in this case, a helping kiss.

Million Dollar Man** | Tumblr WIP 5k so far

summary: Spencer's therapist recommended he branch out and meet new people who don't want to talk about his work... she didn't expect him to sign up for a Sugar Daddy website.

Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea** | Y/N version | 1-4, 5-9, Epilogue 25.6k

Summary: Fix-it-fic: Dr. Y/L/N and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Warnings: Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Prison, Prison Violence, Assault, Blood, Depression, Murder, Self-Hatred, Hurt Spencer Reid, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Drug Addiction, References to Drugs, Drug Use, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Romantic Tension, Forbidden Love, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Strangers to Lovers, Requited Love, Falling In Love, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, past abusive relationship, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault

Spencer x Ethan

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Summary: Spencer never had sleepovers as a kid, so now that he's an adult he's always sleeping over at Ethan's house, ad he'll take any excuse to crawl into bed beside him.

Warnings: mutual pining, love concessions, blowjobs, handjobs, anal sex (both top and bottom spencer in this), childhood friends to lovers

400 Celebration fics

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Spencer surprises his wife with a trip to Italy.

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Spencer and Y/N's kids think that they are secretly spies and request a mission story before bed.

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Princess Y/N is betrothed to the Viking king in an effort by her father to keep the peace between their countries, he doesn't expect her to join in the fight to free Scottland.

Luke x Reader

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Request: angst with a happy ending, reader and luke have been divorced for a few years but have a child, she tries and tries to fall out of love with him but he's around so often that she can't

Spencer x OC

Sugar Honey Ice Tea** Ao3 | WIP 9/10 chapters complete 25.6K

Fix-it-fic: Dr. Beth Pattinson and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Intro to Criminal Minds: Why They Did It Ao3 | Tumblr WIP 6K+

Spencer is teaching a 7-week seminar on the most interesting criminal cases, explaining their actions to understand why they took place. Only, not everyone in the audience is a student.

Criminal Minds x Mindhunter AU

Spencer x OC Peggy Carr

Franklin x Reader

Voulez-Vouz** | 3.2k

Summary: in a small town, everyone knows each other… or at least they think they do.

Warnings: porn with plot, smut, Dom reader, Sub!Perv!franklin, making out, teasing, face sitting, oral (female and male), hand jobs, overstimulation, prostate message, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, let me know if I forgot anything.

Chip x Reader

forever is the sweetest con** | 6.2K

Summary: Reader’s dad is a carpenter; sometimes he takes on apprentices and sometimes, if they’re lucky, they get his daughter’s number at the end of their training. Chip Taylor, however, hits the jackpot when her father invites him over for one of her homecooked meals.

Warnings: reader’s mom passed away, mentions of parental death, strangers to lovers, random acts of kindness, mutual pining, falling in love, steamy make-outs, oral sex (male and female receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, sub!chip, food mentions, praise, love confessions.

Raymond x Reader

Alone Together ** | 2.4K

Summary: Raymond moves into a haunted house and ends up sleeping with the ghost who lives there... only he doesn't know that when you fuck a ghost you also become one.

Warnings: details of suicide and murder, blowjobs, pegging, bottom!raymond, top!reader, becoming a ghost, major character death.

Star Trek Masterlist

Star Wars fix it fic

Supernatural masterlist

thanks for all the love, as always,

-Emily <3

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renaerys · 3 years ago

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PPG One-Shot: A Balmy Tuesday in Hell

Taking a break from the prompt requests to wish a very happy birthday to @snailbutters! Tbh I like this idea a lot and I’m tempted to expand on it more. Cross posted on AO3.

xxx

When Mike went looking for a part-time job to earn some spending money, he had a hard time finding one that worked around his college class schedule. All the good on-campus jobs were taken, and most of the ones he found offsite required him to be up way too early or way too late with very little flexibility.

The front desk position at the Beelzebob, a local hair salon advertising an array of “wicked styles” for any occasion, was not the most glamorous position, but it welcomed part timers and offered flexible schedules to be discussed on a case by case basis. It was at the tail end of a long week of job hunting with little to show for it, and Mike was tired. Still, he dragged himself all the way there after his three-hour Friday seminar and put on his best retail charm for the interview.

One of the stylists told him to wait in the lobby while she grabbed the manager for his interview, and so Mike sat in a plush, purple chair and eyed the stack of magazines on the coffee table—HJi, Professional Beauty, NHF, and others he recognized from Googling “how to work at a hair salon” last night. A playlist that seemed to consist entirely of K-pop pumped ripples of bubblegum bass through the speakers and had Mike tapping his fingers on his hip. There was no one behind the sleek, glass reception desk, so Mike got up and wandered over to it. He tried to imagine himself with the headset on, fielding phone calls and helping customers pick out one of the many luxury hair products on the walls behind the desk. He touched his own brown hair—plain and getting a bit long, but styled with a little wax for the day—and worried about whether he should have tried a bit harder for this interview. Would he be judged on his own hair? That seemed reasonable enough—

“This simply won’t do.”

Mike startled at the lyrical voice and turned around to find a seven-foot, red-skinned demon in Lululemons appraising him over an enterprising nose. Which would have been a cause for mild to moderate alarm even in Metroville—a hub for lowlifes, Supervillains, and the occasional monster on a mission out of Townsville farther north—except that Mike recognized this particular demon. At which point he got the pun in the name of this place and smiled.

“Him,” he squeaked. And then, remembering his high school retail training: “I mean, Mr. Him.”

Him—Prince of Pestilence, Duke of Depravity, Earl of Evil, et cetera—blushed the color of an open wound. “You’re house trained, I see. All right, this way.”

Him turned on his Louboutin heel and headed into the salon. Mike hurried after Him, unsure whether this was good or bad. Him led him to a styling chair and sat him down. A purple salon cape made its way around Mike’s neck with a flamenco flourish, and Him leaned over his head in the reflection.

“What are we thinking?”

Mike eyed his potential future employer from perfectly curled goatee to artificial mink lashes and hesitated.

This is a test.

It had to be. Surely, anyone manning the phones had to know something about haircare in general. If he was to be the vanguard, the watcher on the Wall, he would have to be able to alert his colleagues of the incoming threats and answer questions about how to fend off anything from tangles to split ends. Mike tried to remember the last time he got a haircut; Boomer had been with him, his eye far more discerning than Mike’s.

“Comb over,” Mike said.

“Quiff?”

“More faux hawk.” He tried not to think of the heat on the back of his neck, and instead of the sly grin on Boomer’s face the last time he’d been under the scissors. “With a low fade. Um, please.”

Him’s fangs gleamed when he grinned. “Good choice.”

For a demon with claws the size of dinner plates, Him was surprisingly adroit and precise to a literal razor’s edge. In fact, Mike was certain Him must sharpen his claws to get them sharp enough to shave the hair from the nape of his neck, which seemed like a sensible time-saver. Blackpink’s Pretty Savage blared over the speaker as Him coifed and styled the thicker locks that remained on top of Mike’s head, combed to the left in enviable, anti-gravity perfection.

“Wow.” He touched the side of his head, marveling at the close but generous cut and the perfect blend. “This has to be the best haircut I’ve ever gotten.”

He got up and removed the cape, only to find Him with a broom in his claw. “I run a clean salon, Michael.”

Mike accepted the broom without question. “Yes, sir.”

Him preened. “Good lad.”

“Does… Does this mean I got the job?”

Him flipped his claw. “There will be a trial period. You young people are so used to texting that I’ll have to determine if you’re fit to answer a phone. But, considering your manners, I have a good feeling about you.”

Amazing! “Thank you so much! When do I start?”

“Honey, you’re already late. I have customers waiting.” Him snapped his claw. “Chop chop.”

Mike swept up his shorn hair and the hair around the chair next to his, dumped it all in a bin labeled “Hair,” and ran to the front desk to answer the phone ringing off the hook. The stylist who’d greeted him, Marisol, helped him with the computer login so he could manage appointments and checkout. It was easy enough, a Square card reader and a cash register and a huge logbook of every sale.

“Middle finger up, F-U, pay me,” Mike whisper-rapped along with Lisa.

A couple hours later, Him handed him a check for the time worked and told him to be back here tomorrow at 3 p.m. Mike accepted the check, but he didn’t pocket it.

“Sir, I should tell you for the sake of full disclosure.”

Him peered down at him with his claws on his hips. “Oh?”

This should not be so hard.

“I’m, well, I’m involved. With your son. Boomer.”

Him clicked his claw, and Mike held his breath.

Boomer had spoken about Him—Baron of Brutality, King of Chaos, Emperor of Enmity et cetera—on just a few occasions throughout their acquaintance. Raising souls from the dead was a hobby of Him’s, apparently, but often his necromantic offspring ended up rotting and were no fit candidates to promenade in civilized society that wasn’t eternally damned and burning. Chemical X cut out that inconvenience, and thus the perfect little boys were reborn, or something. According to Boomer, Him was evil on Sundays, a prolific genius on Tuesdays, and crocheting with his kobolds on Fridays. The rest of the time he was just a normal demon trying to survive in this capitalist post-modern society like everybody else. Anyway, Sunday wasn’t in Mike’s work schedule, so that seemed safe enough.

“I know,” Him said. “You don’t expect me to believe you’d Googled the most flattering hairstyle for your bone structure without help, do you?”

Mike was pretty sure there was a compliment in there, even if it wasn’t for him. “I guess not.”

Him beamed. “Don’t worry. I would never let my favorite son’s romantic life influence the culture at Beelzebob. You’ll be judged before an impartial tribunal of incubi, like everybody else. Now, before you go, I’d like you to dispose of the waste, please.”

Mike learned the value of separating trash that day. Discarded receipts and candy wrappers dumped in the waste bin went into the trash, lunch leftovers went to compost, and cut hair went to sacrificial offerings.

“Sacrifices reduce our carbon footprint and offer protection against flat Earthers. It’s a proven science, you know.”

Mike supposed it would be poor manners to argue with an ancient evil on his crochet day.

xxx

Boomer was all sly smiles and discreet hand touches when Mike treated him to dinner at their favorite Thai place later that week.

“So, your job seems to be paying well,” he said.

“Well enough to take my boyfriend out to a nice dinner now and then.”

“Careful. Spend too much time with Him and your tastes will get really expensive.”

Mike laughed. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll switch majors to cosmetology and join the family business.”

“You know what? He’d probably love that. He tried so hard to get Brick to follow in his footsteps, but Mojo let him mess around on his E-Shares account once when we were eleven and Brick was lost to the finance track forever. I’m pretty sure Mojo did it on purpose.” Boomer leaned in and clinked his wine glass to Mike’s. “Anyway, buy me this dinner before you jump to joining the family business.”

Mike flushed. “I’m—I didn’t—”

Boomer laughed. “Chill! I’m just messing with you.”

The playlist at the restaurant began playing Blackpink’s Kill This Love, and Mike burst out laughing.

“What?” Boomer asked. “You like this song? You know, Him is really big into K-pop lately. Butch thinks someone must have sold a bunch of souls and made a killing.”

“I know.” Mike kissed Boomer’s hand. “It’s just funny how things work out.”

Boomer smiled. “Yeah. I guess it is.”

Their food arrived, and Mike happily ate his meal across from Boomer. And in the back of his mind, he said a little thank-you to Him and whatever chaotic forces he controlled for reviving Boomer all those years ago.

It must have been a balmy Tuesday in Hell.

xxx

If you enjoy my writing, check out more of my fics on AO3, link in my profile. I’m currently updating Trinity House and The Alchemy of Us. Thanks for reading!

#powerpuff girls #powerpuff girls fanfic #boomike #ppg boomer #mike believe #ppg him

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sasspan · 5 years ago

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summary: what it’s like to grow up in ferryport landing.

wordcount: 2,613

notes: this was initially inspired by a post in the sg tag about how humans in ferryport are forgetful-dusted all the time... it turned into something a little different, but i hope you enjoy anyways :’)

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Ferryport Landing is a funny place. Everybody says so.

You’re not so sure. You’ve lived here your entire life, just like your mom, and her mom before her. It’s the only place you’ve ever lived; if it’s funny, you don’t know how. It’s the only thing you’ve ever known.

Your family has been here for a long time. Years and years and years, your mom tells you; even before Ferryport Landing was, well, Ferryport Landing. By the time you’re three years old, you can practically walk through the town blindfolded. Its streets are etched into your heart.

There’s the baker’s, there’s the dentist’s, there’s the elementary school and the mayor’s office. There’s the coffeeshop, there’s the diner, there’s the trail to the mountaintop and the lake. One of your earliest memories is splashing around on that lakeshore, waddling in your little yellow life jacket. As you wade a little further in, you see crabs and snails swirling around your feet. Curious, you lean forward, closer and closer and— Oh! When you put your head under the water, it’s a different world, green and soundless. You blink once, twice; blurry dark shapes flick through the swaying strands of waterweed. One comes closer and becomes clearer. It’s a huge fish, almost as big as you, with gleaming scales and round eyes. It swims right by you, close enough to touch, and you’re too wonderstruck to be scared. Just before it disappears into the murky weeds, it looks straight at you and very deliberately winks. Your mom laughs when you tell her this several frantic minutes later. You’re so creative, she says. You swear up and down that you didn’t make it up, but she just shakes her head, smiling. Fish don’t have eyelids, sweetheart. Eventually, you accept that maybe you got confused, maybe you saw things wrong that day. But...still. It looked so real.

When you’re seven years old you get Ms. White as your second grade teacher. This makes you feel like one the luckiest kids in the Ferryport, because Ms. White is beautiful. Probably the most beautiful person in the entire world. She’s real nice, too, with a gentle voice and a warm, easy smile. Your mom is almost as happy about it as you are. Ms. White is a wonderful teacher, she tells you. I remember when I had her in second grade, she would take our class outside and teach us on the baseball field instead of the classroom. Wasn’t that nice of her? You frown a little bit. Ms. White is old—she is a grown-up, after all—but not mom-old. And definitely not grandma-old. So, that doesn’t make any sense. How could she have been your mom’s teacher? You decide to ask Ms. White about this the when you see her the next day. You hold tight to the thought through the night and into the morning.

But somehow, when you walk into class the following morning and Ms. White smiles at you, the thought slides away like oil off of water, unimportant. Second grade is a great year. Ferryport Elementary’s the only school in town, so that’s where you stay through all your school years. Third grade, fourth, fifth.

All the way until sixth grade, when you have Mr. Gr— (No. That isn’t right. Your sixth grade teacher is Ms. Hart. Yeah, that’s right, it’s Ms. Hart. Boy, she’s a mean one. She once makes Wendell Hamlin cry in front of the entire class.)

. There are these rules in Ferryport Landing. They’re not laws or anything, they’re not written down anywhere, but everyone seems to know them. Stuff like don’t walk in the woods before the sun rises, and don’t stiff the waitresses at The Blue Plate Special, and don’t leave your windows open at night. You ask your mom about the window thing one summer. It’s sweltering-hot in your room, and you’re sweating through your pajamas every night. Can’t you leave the window open just a crack? No, says your mom. There are stinging insects that fly around at night that might come inside. Even the mayor says so. Your mom works at the city center, where the mayor stops by often, so she can say this with confidence. You sigh, and try to wear shorts to bed instead. But one night—one night it’s just too much! The air is so stuffy and thick in your room, you can barely breathe. Even being stung by bugs would be better than this. You’ll open the window the tiniest bit. Just for a couple minutes. The cool night air is a breath of sweet relief on your feverish skin. You stand at your windowsill for a few happy seconds, then go and lie down in bed again, keeping a close eye on your window to make sure no bugs come flying in. When the first glowing light drifts into your room, you’re not sure if you’re seeing things right. But—you look closer—yes, there it is, settling on your desk chair. It’s beautiful, tiny and golden and impossibly bright, like a miniature sun. This is what the bugs look like? A soft hum from your window. You turn. There are a dozen more little lights now, slipping through the open gap, into your room.

They’re amazing. You stare at them, fascinated. They’re drifting around your room like a flock of stars, moving in lazy, aimless circles.

One comes to rest on your headboard, inches from your face. It’s weird—this close, it almost looks like a tiny person—

Ouch!

Like a flash of lightning, it’s darted forward and bitten you. For something so small, it hurts.

As if by signal, all of the other glowing lights dive towards you at once, biting, stinging, whatever—you open your mouth, let out a yell of pain—

—that turns into a scream. The lights aren’t just stinging you, they’re lifting you! It should be impossible but you’re already a foot closer to the ceiling than you were a minute ago. You’re kicking, writhing, shouting, trying to make them let you go—

Distantly, you think you hear a boy, laughing.

You wake up in bed, tucked under the covers, with your window firmly shut. Your body aches like it’s been nipped by a hundred tiny mouths, but there are no marks.

(It was a dream, of course. There were never any glowing, biting bugs. There was never any laughing boy. It was just a dream.)

You keep your window closed after that. .

. Here’s another thing about Ferryport Landing. There are these moments, these quiet still moments, when you can almost taste a strange sadness in the air. A blanket of sorrow that smothers the whole town. Something you feel, but never understand. Like this one time, okay, a couple weeks after Christmas. Your mom’s birthday is coming up, so the both of you decide to go to dinner at Old King Cole’s, even reserving the fancy booth next to the window that looks across the whole town. Your mom drops you off to the salon to get your hair done the morning of her birthday. It’s the first time she’s left you there alone, and you feel wonderfully grown-up, sitting there in the waiting area, flipping through magazines that are probably not appropriate for your age. I’m ready for you, hon, calls the hairstylist lady. You go sit down in the salon chair. She sweeps the black cape around your neck. Blow dry and trim? she asks. You nod. She smiles. You can see her in the mirror. She’s very pretty, her red hair short and sleek. Well, let’s get you started. Her hands feel nice on your head as she massages in the shampoo, then carefully rinses it out. When you look up at her from the sink, upside-down, you can see a bit of her nametag. R-something.

After that she snips artfully at your hair, pinning up bits of it and blasting them with the hair dryer. When it’s all finished she combs it out and spins you around in the chair so you can see yourself in the big mirror.

My goodness, she says. Don’t you look wonderful, if I do say so myself!

You straighten your shoulders proudly. It does look very nice. You can’t wait for your mom to see.

The hairstylist rings you up at the front counter, her bright hair glowing in the fluorescent lights. Thanks for coming in, hon, she says. Hope you liked the trim. What is it for? Special occasion tonight?

You tell her about your mom’s birthday dinner. The hairstylist’s hands tremble very slightly against the cash register.

You know, she says, with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes, it’s been a long time since I saw my mom. And there it is, that strange, quiet sadness. .

Sometimes you have these dreams. Weird dreams. Sometimes they’re just weird. And sometimes, they’re.... Sometimes, you dream that you’re having a picnic with your mom out on the old farmhouse fields, and suddenly the ground starts shaking, the sound deafening. THUD THUD THUD THUD. And a terrible, roaring voice echoes over the hills, and the thudding gets louder, and the ground shakes harder, and over the crest of a hill you begin to see a shape— Sometimes, you dream that you’re trapped underground, packed into a tunnel with hundreds of other kids, no escape in sight. You’re covered in dirt and don’t know where you are, or how you got there. Clods of soil begin falling from the ceiling, and you realize the tunnel is trembling, about to collapse on top of everyone— Sometimes, you dream that you’re eating lunch with your friends at the diner on Main Street, just smiling, talking. And then you see their eyes widening, their mouths opening in silent screams, and you turn, look through the window, and you see—you see something beyond understanding, a monster. Bulbous head and grotesque hands, mouth bristling with teeth, tearing down the road, right at you— You always wake up, though. .

. Things start getting harder after the new mayor is elected. Your mom loses her job working at the city center, and the price of everything seems to double, then triple. Your friends start moving away, to Poughkeepsie and Nelsonville, just because it’s not as expensive to live there. Shops shutter their windows, stick signs that say OUT OF BUSINESS on their doors. Even doing things that used to make you happy isn’t the same anymore. What’s the fun in going to the lake, or the diner, or the park, when all you can think about is how nothing is the same anymore? And everywhere you do go, you get this...feeling. Like people are glaring at you. It’s disquieting. You’ve never felt unwelcome in your own town. Ferryport seems like it’s changing right in front of your eyes, and you don’t know what to do. Or maybe it’s been changing for a long time, and you just didn’t notice until now. .

Your mom cries on the day the moving van comes. She tries not to let you see, but you do anyways. It’s somehow worse than if she had just cried openly in front of you. Seeing your house all empty is surreal. No pictures on the walls, no furniture pressed into the carpet, no clutter of old paper or dirty dishes anywhere. Like looking at a skeleton, all the familiar things about it stripped away and packed into the van. It’s almost indecent.

Nobody comes to see you off. You’re one of the last to leave. New people are moving into town, people you’ve never even seen before. Everything is different now.

Anyways—the last box is stuffed into the back of the van. The front door closes behind you with a final, creaky slam. And that’s that. The house your family has lived in for decades, your house, is now just…a house.

You and your mom climb into the van. You can tell she’s trying hard to keep from crying again as she starts the engine. You turn away from her, press your head to the window, watch Ferryport’s familiar streets and fields flick by.

When you’re far enough away from the middle of town that the radio tower is starting to look small, you sneak a glance at her.

She’s not crying. She’s staring ahead at the road, her mouth a tight line. Numb.

It hurts.

You turn back to the window. Your gaze is loose and unfocused, clouded with unhappiness, and what’s even the point of looking back at Ferryport? All it’s gonna do is make you feel worse, and—

—wait.

There’s something flying around the radio tower.

You squint. A bird? No way. It’s too big, way too big. And you’ve never seen a bird that color before, either…

It dives into the tree line. You stare hard at the place it disappeared, your mind beginning to race, your heart beginning to race. It’s not a bird, it can’t be. But it was big, and flying, and was kind of shaped like a…

The not-bird rockets out of the trees, and oh! Oh! There’s no mistaking it as it swoops over the radio tower again, big wings and long neck and lashing tail, a creature you’ve only ever heard of in storybooks.

Excitement burbles in your throat. This is it, this is it. You can’t leave Ferryport now, you can’t! There’s something here, something you can’t walk away from, a mystery, a secret that’s begging to be unraveled, something that could change your life forever.

You turn to your mother, breathless with this knowledge, open your mouth—

And then there’s something, almost physical, a pop. Like a balloon.

(Dragons? Really? Come on. You’re not a little kid anymore.)

Your elation curdles and seeps out of you. You look desperately to the horizon, because, it was right there, you saw—

Nothing.

The tree line is as clear and quiet as a picture from a postcard.

The van rolls on.

You sit back. Rain begins speckling the window, each droplet a tiny farewell. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. .

. You and your mom end up moving to Brewster, to a little apartment an hour’s drive from the city. It’s...different, now, but not bad. You transfer to a new school, unpack your boxes. You explore the neighborhood. Your mom starts smiling again. You settle in. Your new teacher isn’t the most beautiful person in the whole world, but at least she doesn’t make anybody cry, either. Your new bedroom is smaller than the one you had before, but you still have windows, and you can even leave them open at night if you want to. (You try, once or twice. But it’s too weird, too alien; you get up in the middle of the night to close them.) You still get those dreams, sometimes, the scary ones. But not as often. They seem to fuzz over in your head. So do your other memories of Ferryport Landing, even the nice things. Like— splashing in the fountain in front of the mayor’s office, or sneaking around the library behind the raggedy old librarian’s back, or chasing down the ice cream truck on the last day of summer— Every night before you go to bed you sit by your new window and concentrate, focusing as hard as you can, trying to remember all the faces and places you left behind. You wonder if they ever think of you too. If they ever miss you. Because— —yeah, Ferryport Landing was a funny place. But it was also home.

#sisters grimm #the sisters grimm #I really liked that post and hopefully I can come back and explore that idea again #it has the potential to be a fridge horror type fic but this turned out more melancholy/nostalgic #I went through a similar life change recently so...art imitates life I guess :(#my fic

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martinnecas · 5 years ago

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Quick Guide | Carolina Hurricanes: Meet The Team - Opening Night 2019-20

New season means a new quick guide to the roster

2018-19 season

This took me a couple of days to put together so please appreciate it

Want to know how to pronounce a players name?

Click this link!

*All gifs made by me*

Forwards:

☞ Sebastian Aho™️ #20

Yes there is another “Sebastian Aho” from Sweden but he’s usually in the AHL (Bridgeport/Islanders)

Born: July 26, 1997 (22 years old/Leo) from Rauma, Finland

6′0, Centre, 35th overall CAR 2015

Nicknames: Fishy, Seabass, Sepe, Sebu

He’s the face of this franchise and the only player on this team that the Canadian media knows about

Is being held against his will in Raleigh because he wants to play for Montreal if you don’t know the actual story MTL sent him an offer sheet that he signed because he wanted the money and knew Carolina could pay it, but you know how Habs twitter can be.

Possibly the messiest Hurricane

Who’s my daddy?!

Spirit animal is a lion, hear him roar

Avid coffee drinker

Baby face

Painted a picture of his cat one time

☞ Ryan Dzingel #18

Born: March 9, 1992 (27 years old/Pisces) from Wheaton, Illinois

6′0, Centre, 204th overall OTT 2011

Nicknames: Zinger, Dizzy, Dzingel Bells, D-pingel

Played with the Ohio State Buckeyes for 3 seasons, recorded the first hat trick in Big Ten history against Xichigan

Traded to CBJ Feb ‘19, signed with CAR as a free agent summer ‘19

Might need glasses, he squints like that ^ a lot

Golfs... A L O T

Wants to produce for the team so he can stay here in Raleigh and make it his home ♥︎

Jeep guy

Looks uncomfortably similar to Tripp Tracy

UNC fan

☞ Warren Foegele #13

Born: April 1, 1996 (23 years old/Aries) from Markham, Ontario

6′2, Left Wing, 67th overall CAR 2014

Nicknames: Foegs, Foegdaddy

Best friends with Andrei Svechnikov and Dougie Hamilton

Duke fan

Accidentally broke Osh*e’s collarbone but TJ and C*p fans will claim he tried to murder him

Spirit animal is a tiger, also hear him roar

Very easily scared

Duke fan

☞ Erik Haula #56

Born: March 23, 1991(28 years old/Aries) from Pori, Finland

6′0, Left Wing, 181st overall 2009 MIN

Nicknames: Hauls, Haulsy

Moved to Minnesota in 2008 to play hockey in boarding school

Played for the University Of Minnesota Gophers for 3 seasons

Signed with MIN in 2013, was picked up by the VGK in 2017 as a free agent in the Expansion Draft, then traded to CAR summer of 2019 (for Nic Roy & draft pick)

Suffered a pretty bad knee injury in the 2018-19 season

CAKE

Got married this past summer ♥︎

Currently living in Calvin de Haan’s old house

☞ Jordan Martinook (A) #48

Born: July 25, 1992 (27 years old/Leo) from Brandon, Manitoba

6′0, Left Wing, 58th overall 2012 PHX

Nicknames: Marty, Marty Man, Marty Party

Signed with PHX/ARI in 2012, traded to CAR in 2018 (for Krüger)

Raw chaotic dad energy

Doesn’t like corndogs and has a very high pitched scream

His wife gave birth to their first son last season before he got his downstairs fixed in the offseason

LETS GO SVECH

Spirit animal is a dolphin because he has a great impression

There is so much more I want to put on here but you should really just follow his Twitter

☞ Brock McGinn #23

Born: February 2, 1994 (25 years old/Aquarius) from Fergus, Ontario

6′0, Left Wing, 47th overall 2012 CAR

Nicknames: Ginner, Brock McWinn, McPing, the new Mr. Game Seven (that one is kind of a joke though), Big Cock Brock

Single handedly defeated evil not only once but twice on April 24th, 2019, earning him the nicknames “Brock McWinn” and the new “Mr. Game Seven”

Has two brothers who also play professionally; Jamie (NHL) and Tye (AHL) McGinn

Co Owner of the Roanoke Rail Road Dawgs with his brothers and father

His daddy is Bob

Has a high probability of burning his whole house down

Used to be a fighter, but he didn’t fight anyone last season

Thor

Was 3rd in the league with most MsS Post (10) in the 2017-18 season earning him the nickname Brock McPing

☞ Martin Nečas #88

Born: January 15, 1999 (20 years old/Capricorn) from Nove Mesto na Morave, Czech Rebublic

6′2, 12th overall 2017 CAR, “He plays, like, Centre”

Nicknames: Neči, Marty, Nacho, Marto

Your 2019-20 ****** ****** winner

He’s here to fix out PP units, quote me on that

Little hockey stick chain ^

Is known for falling while scoring

Is it avocado or avocaydo?

Hidden talent: Belly dancing

Almost killed the entire team with a golf club last season

Don’t mess with him

Just won the Calder Cup with the Checkers :)

☞ Nino Niederreiter #21

Born: September 8, 1992 (27 years old/Virgo) from Chur, Switzerland

6′0, Right Wing, 5th overall 2010 NYI

Nicknames: El Nino

Was the highest drafted Swizz born player until Hischer in 2017

Signed to the Islanders in 2010, traded to Minnesota in 2013, then traded to Carolina in January 2019 (for Rask)

Was about to take a nap when he was traded

Just when canes fans almost lost hope, Nino showed up and saved our season

When he came to Carolina, someone gave him sweet tea and he really liked it

Was voted best dressed by a couple teammates

Loves the surge

Supports women’s hockey

☞ Jordan Staal (C) #11

Born: September 10, 1988 (31 years ago/Virgo) from Thunder Bay, Ontario

6′4, Centre, 2nd overall 2006 PIT

Nicknames: Stallsy, Jordad, Gronk

Arrested at his brother’s bachelor party

Won the Stanley Cup with the Penguins in 2009

Jordan is the youngest out of the other brothers (Eric, Marc) in the league (NHL) 3rd brother is the youngest and is now a coach

Signed with PIT in 2006, traded to CAR in 2012 (for 8th overall pick, Brandon Sutter and Brian Dumoulin)

Named Captain in the 2017-18 season, became Alternative Captain in 2018-19, is now Captain again in 2019-20

Great at dad jokes

☞ Andrei Svechnikov #37

Born: March 26, 2000 (19 years old/Aries) from Barnaul, Russia

6′2, Right Wing, 2nd overall 2018 CAR

Nicknames: Svech, Mother Russia

Svech is ready

“Just win every game”

Wears #37 because that’s what his brother, Evgeny Svechnikov (DET), wears

Russia = Cold, Raleigh = Hot

Apparently his biggest talent outside of hockey is… magic?

Best friends with Warren Foegele and Dougie Hamilton

Likes to shovel the ice during practice

Me?

Terrible at golf..

.. I mean like really bad

☞ Teuvo Teräväinen #86

Born: September 11, 1994 (25 years old/Virgo) from Helsinki, Finland

5′11, Left Wing, 18th overall 2012 CHI

Nicknames: Turbo, Teukka

Shortest Hurricane

Began with CHI in 2014, traded to CAR in 2016 (along with Bickell for 2nd round pick)

Won the cup with CHI in 2015 (Along with van Riemsdyk)

Has the worst sense of smell ever

I mean come on.. pumpkin? toothpaste?

I could keep going with this I don't know what’s wrong with his nose

Most likely the messiest Hurricane

Would dump Sebastian on the side of the road after 100km

Gets scared REALLY easily

His sisters plays hockey over in Finland (and is pretty good at it too)

☞ Lucas Wallmark #71

Born: September 5, 1995 (24 years old/Virgo) from Umea, Sweden

6′0, Centre, 97th overall 2014 CAR

Nicknames: Wally

My daddy!?

His spirit animal is… a horse?

^ He enjoys watching horse racing

*Straight face* “Snacks!? Candy!?”

Deal with it

Showed up to a U12 and U18 team practice to work on skills with kids

Owns a pug named Lovis

Defense

☞ Joel Edmundson #6

Born: June 28, 1993 (26 years old/Cancer) Brandon, Manitoba

6′4, 46th overall 2011 STL

Nicknames: Crop Top King, Eddy

Won the cup in 2019 with STL and partied in a crop top

True Canadian, ate poutine out of the cup

Traded in September 2019 to CAR (along with Bokk for Faulk and draft pick)

Going to strengthen our PK I promise

Finally, an enforcer��

Forgot to take his skate guards off during his CAR preseason debut in front of 18,000 people

Is a barbie girl, living in a barbie world

☞ Haydn Fleury #4

Born: July 8, 1996 (23 years old/Cancer) from Carlyle, Saskatchewan

6′3, 7th overall 2014 CAR

Nicknames: Fleurs

Beat his little brother Cale (MTL) during his NHL debut

Best friends with Trevor van Riemsdyk

Has the cutest dog named Kobe

Won the Calder Cup along with Nečas :)

If you want to giggle watch this

Has the worst witch cackle you will ever hear

Apparently the best golfer on the team

Big Duke fan

☞ Jake Gardiner #51

Born: July 4, 1990 (29 years old/Cancer) from Minnetonka, Minnesota

6′2, 17th overall 2008 ANA

Nicknames: Gards

Played for the University of Wisconsin for 3 seasons

Traded to TOR in 2011, signed as a free agent to CAR in summer 2019

Has the cutest baby

Denied several offers from other teams mtl to play with us instead

Hands down had the best Halloween costume two years ago

☞ Dougie Hamilton #19

Born: June 17, 1993 (26 years old/Gemini) from Toronto, Ontario

6′6, 9th overall 2011 BOS

Nicknames: D-Ham, Doug the Thug, well his real name is Douglas so I guess Dougie is technically a nickname

Tallest Hurricane

Both of his parents are Olympians, brother also plays professional hockey

Started with BOS in 2012, traded to CGY in 2015, then traded to CAR in 2018 (Last remaining player from the huge Hamilton, Ferland & Fox for Lindholm and Hanifin trade)

Best friends with Andrei Svechnikov and Warren Foegele

Porche guy

Grew out a mullet because his hair salon couldn’t take him as a walk in

Jack Edwards complained that he was wearing a number retired from the Whalers so he taped a 6 over the 1 in 19 to make 69

Goes to children's hospitals dressed as woman characters

Lowkey shootout king

Floss

Another Duke fan

Wears the same blazer to every road game

☞ Brett Pesce #22

Born: November 15, 1994 (24 years old/Scorpio) from Tarrytown, New York

6′3, 66th overall 2013 CAR

Nicknames: Pesh

“I play defense bro”

Played for the University of New Hampshire for 3 seasons (2 of those seasons with van Riemsdyk)

Pretty ^

Wears 22 for his dad

He’ll break your ankles

Fortnite squad

Brought his wonderful brother on the mentors trip

Allergic to cats

☞ Jaccob Slavin (A) #74

Born: May 1, 1994 (25 years old/Taurus) from Denver, Colorado

6′3, 120th overall 2012 CAR

Nicknames: Slav-o

The second ‘c’ stands for captain

Faith and family

Played for Colorado College for two seasons

Adopted a beautiful baby girl with his beautiful wife

Has an instagram for his two dogs

His daddy is “Robert”

Not afraid of snakes at all

☞ Trevor van Riemsdyk #57

Born: July 24, 1991 (28 years old/Leo) from Middletown, New Jersey

6′2, Undrafted

Nicknames: TVR, Riems

Agreed to terms with CHI in 2014

Won the cup with CHI in 2015 (along with Teräväinen)

Was picked up by the VGK in the 2017 expansion draft

The next day traded to CAR (for 2nd round pick)

James van Riemsdyk (PHI) is his older brother

Played with the University of New Hampshire for 3 seasons (2 of those seasons with Pesce)

He’s too tired to be scared

March Madness

Best friends with Haydn Fleury

Pride representative for the team

Goalies

☞ Petr Mrázek #34

Born: February 14, 1992 (27 years old/Aquarius) from Ostrava, Czech Republic

6′1, 141st overall 2010 DET

Nicknames: Mrazzle Dazzle, St. Petr

Moved to Ottawa at age 17

Signed with DET in 2014

Was HUGE for them during the 2015 playoff run

Traded to PHI in Feb ‘18, signed as a free agent with CAR in July ‘18

Stylish

He had custom hats made for every player on the team

Always has Peter Griffin in his helmet design

Signature move: Poke Check

☞ James Reimer #47

Born: March 15, 1988 (31 years old/Pisces) from Morweena, Manitoba

6′2, 99th overall 2006 TOR

Nicknames: Optimus Reim, The Statue, Reims

Debuted with TOR in 2010, traded to SJS Feb ‘16

Signed with FLA as a free agent summer ‘16, traded to CAR summer ‘19 (for Darling and a 2020 6th round pick)

Has two kids

Really good swimmer

You may recognize this famous goalie meme, that’s right, that's him

Optimus Reim helmet art

He looks so much like Weston from Love Island USA

Honorable Mention

☞ Julien Gauthier #44

I’m including him because everyone expected him to make the team as he did phenomenal in the preseason (playing all 6 games) but due to cap space (and our horrid pp units), he was sent back down.

Born: October 15, 1997 (turning 22/Libra) from Pointe-aux-Trembles, Quebec

6′4, Right Wing, 21st overall 2016 CAR

Nicknames: Goat, Gauths, Jules

Big boy

Bilingual (French/English)

Cute accent

His uncle played 554 games in the NHL (Denis Gauthier)

Both his father and grandfather were professional bodybuilders

That explains his muscles

The best thighs in the league (not up for debate)

Also won the Calder Cup this past season with Haydn Fleury and Martin Nečas

Head Coach

☞ Rod Brind’Amour #17

Roderick Jean Brind’Amour

Born: August 9, 1970 (age 49 years/Leo) from Ottawa, Canada

6′1, Centre, 9th overall 1988 STL

Nicknames: Rod the Bod, RBA

Played with Michigan State for one season

Started with STL in the playoffs of ‘88, traded to PHI in ‘91, traded to CAR in 2000

Captain of the 2006 CAR Stanley Cup winning team

Played 20 seasons, 1,484(GP) 452(G) 732(A) 1,184(P)

Became head coach for the 2018-19 season

First year as HC broke the team’s 9 year playoff drought and brought them all the way to the ECF

Is known for his extreme workouts

Still in better shape than 98% of the league

Could very well still lace up and play better than 80% of the league

Lives rent free in W*lson’s and Reirden’s heads

Gives the best post-game speeches

President & General Manager

☞ Don Waddell

I really just wanted an excuse to put this gif in here

Coached the 1998 DET Stanley Cup winning team

Named Pres. & GM of CAR in May ‘18

Owner

☞ Tom Dundon

Lives rent free is Habs fans minds

Estimated net worth is $1.1 billion?

Majority owner of TopGolf (55%)

Chairman of the Alliance of American Football

Purchased 52% of CAR in January 2018 for $420million

Likes to hang around team/fan events

Stays in the same hotel as me lol

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lunatthicc · 5 years ago

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5 most expensive spa treatments

There’s no denying that people like to feel good. It’s in our nature. In times of pain or discomfort we search for relief. Even when we’re in perfect health we love to go to the spa or salon. It’s something about looking good that helps make us feel good.

Well, in this list of the most expensive or ridiculous spa treatments (depending on how sane you are…or rich), you’ll see some of the extreme measures people will actually go through to feel good.

*Unfortunately none of these treatments have an official price listed but you’ll get the picture about just how “out of this world” expensive they would be.

5. A little shampoo here and a little fish caviar there…wait, what? Apparently a good shampoo just doesn’t cut it anymore. At least not for clients of Haris beauty salon in South Kensington, London where they’ve substituted the boringness of shampoo for the more adventurous luxury of truffles and caviar – yes, fish eggs. Most people haven’t even tried this delicacy because they can’t afford it, let alone use it for hygienic purposes. These fish eggs are privately flown in from Iran for you appointment a few days prior. They wash your hair with truffle-based shampoo first and then smear on that caviar like spreading jam on a biscuit. Once applied, they let it set for a time period and they give you a box of saltines as you wait. Okay, just kidding on that last part.

4. Food for your feet not your belly Are you a fan of white chocolate strawberry truffle mix? Yeah, who isn’t? There’s just one small catch – this delicious dessert isn’t going in your tummy. Instead, at the Aroma-Listic Day Spa and Salon in Agoura Hills, California they give a whole new meaning to dessert without calories as they apply their white chocolate strawberry mix onto your feet. One suggestion, if you’re hungry or a sensible thinker then you might want to stay away from this after meal special.

3. What’s better than drinking beer? Bathing in it! Ever loved drinking your beer so much that you jokingly said, “I love beer so much I could bathe in it?” Well, lucky you because now you can. At Chodovar in the Czech Republic, a family owned brewery, you can take a bath in one of seven oversized cellar tubs. The treatment consists of a 20-minute beer bath, a 25-minute bed rest and lastly a 30-50 minute massage. While soaking in hops, you are treated with an active batch of beer yeast and a mix of dehydrated crushed herbs giving your skin rich vitamins and proteins. Best part is you can drink while you bathe (not your bath beer of course –that’s gross – but from a separate glass). Drunk bathing is definitely encouraged.

2. Diamonds are lovely for jewelry….and massages? Not just used for jewelry and accessory items anymore, diamonds have become an integral part in brining the “Dream Girl” diamond massage to you. In Santa Monica California, Hearts of Fire and Spa on Location have joined forces to give desiring clients this exclusive diamond rub treatment. If sprinkling over $1 million worth of loose diamonds over someone’s back doesn’t say you’ve got too much money then I don’t know what does.

1. Pay to look like King Tut’s tomb! If you’ve ever had a facial then you know that besides the relaxation cast over you like a spell or some sort of hypnotism that your skin is smoother and softer afterwards. So why not kick it up a notch and incorporate 24-karats of gold into your routine facial. No, that is not a typo – they do in fact use real gold. At UMO America in Beverly Hills (of course) they use cutting edge Japanese technology called Gamma PGA/Nano Mist technology to massage a spread of gold glaze across your glowing face.

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yaachtynoboat711 · 6 years ago

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Cater 2 U

A/N: So here I am once again, giving you all another unnecessary one-shot that’s coming out before an At First Glance chapter. I literally cannot write this specific chapter and it’s driving me up a wall. It’ll be out one of these days, I promise. Until then, let’s stan some present-day Yaa and Wins! Also, special shouts to @maya-leche for inspiring this fic.

Warning: Cotton candy Fluff, Black Love, A Black King worshipping his Black Queen

Word Count: ~1.5K

This Saturday morning was unusual for you and Winston. Winston got up before you did, which was especially strange given that you were the early riser on Saturday mornings. You were the one being cuddled to sleep; you rested half of your head on your silk-covered pillow and the other half on your fiance’s chest. All of that room in his California king bed and y’all chose to cuddle up on each other. Your short arms cuddled around his waist like a child holding on to their favorite stuffed animal. Well, he was your favorite stuffed animal.

You were the highlight of his morning every morning. He made sure to observe every single detail of his Pumpkin; your caramel-hued skin, your perfectly arched eyebrows, your sweet scent, and the glow that radiated from your face. He took in all of your sleeping beauty, even the loud snoring, light drooling, and open mouth. To Winston, everything about you was beautiful. God had truly blessed him with an angel--a loud, outgoing, bold, funny, and sweet angel.

He looked at you and realized that he should treat you today. After all, you’d been helping everyone but yourself. He gently placed you back on your side of the bed and kissed you on your forehead before heading to his master bathroom.

He made a beeline to your hair drawer. You’d managed to keep the same things you had in your D.C. bathroom in his California bathroom. Watching you do locs after all of these years and watching other people on YouTube do their locs made him feel like he was your loctician. His face lit up the moment he found all of your Wash Day staples. She deserves this.

He kissed you out of your sleep. You chuckled as you stirred from your long slumber. “C’mon, Pumpkin, time to get up. This Wash Day isn’t going to start on its own.”, Winston cooed. Your sleepy eyes were greeted by your favorite Tobagonian tree, your Winnie the Duke. “Good morning, my Winnie.”, you said sweetly. Unlike Winston, your morning voice was a good two octaves higher than your already sweet and melodic voice. He looked into your light brown orbs with admiration and awe. “Thank you for the reminder about Wash Day”, you said as you began to get out of the bed.

Winston almost immediately stopped you from moving. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Pumpkin! Where are you going?”, Winston questioned. You gave your fiance a stern and threatening look. You reluctantly returned to bed, arms crossed and attitude on 11.

Winston shuffled back to the bathroom. He closed the sliding doors enough to leave a small crack for your viewing pleasure. There was enough scooting and crashing going on in there for you to get up, but you decided not to act on your impulse. After all, you’d ruined many a surprise tryna be nosy, so there was no point of ruining this one.

After what seemed like forever, Winston emerged from the bathroom visibly out of breath. “Alright, Dr. Duke, are you ready for the Wash Day experience of a lifetime?”, Winston eagerly inquired. He was practically gushing with excitement and yet you looked at him with a twisted face of genuine confusion. “Why are you so excited about my Wash Day, Duke?”, you asked, keeping the same confused look on your face. You got out of bed once more and Winston enthusiastically led you to the bathroom the same way you usually led him into Sephora, Whole Foods, or Target.

You look around and see that Winston has turned the master bathroom into a pop-up salon. Your hair drawer is out in the middle of the bathroom with your hair clips and loc gel on top of the drawer. There was a stool in the tub, along with your DIY shampoo, moisturizers, and hair oils bordering the tub. You noticed your old t-shirt that you dried your hair off with.

You turned around to see a now shirtless Winston smiling from ear to ear. “Well...uh...I-uh...decided to treat you today by uh...doing your locs today. Consider me your own Celeste today.”, Winston said nervously. No matter how much he was around you, Winston still managed to become sorta bashful, which you never understood why. You found yourself giggling like a schoolgirl.

“What did I do to fucking deserve you, Winston Christopher? I really get to marry you?!”, you squealed into his chest as you hugged your tree of a fiance. You looked up to gaze into his coffee-colored orbs with full adoration. He wiped the stray tears that managed to escape your eyes. The vibrations of his hearty laugh and the kiss he placed on top of your head made you warm on the inside. He finally broke the silence, “ Stop asking so many questions, my love. You’ve been working nonstop since October. You do realize that your partners had to *force* you to finally take your vacations days in September, right? Besides, with the Sheimbloom and now the wedding coming up, your summer’s been a little busy. So please, let me cater to my Pumpkin today.”

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, Winston was right. You’d been working like a maniac since October, working on cases and speaking at many events on many platforms. You did take a break during major holidays, but you didn’t get a trip unless it was a business trip. You had been grinding for the Sheimbloom award and now that you’d finally won, you needed to be catered to.

You rolled your eyes at Winston. “Sure. You bet not fuck my shits up either. I will drop your ass like a bad call.”, you warned. Once more, Winston’s face lit up and he quickly led you to the tub and sat on the stool in the tub. After you situated yourself between his legs, he poured warm water over your head, beginning the hair ritual.

His heavy yet steady hands gently massaged your scalp and combed through the length of your locs. He was in a zone. The two of you conversed about locations for the wedding as he applied the scalp cleanser in a second time.

“--I was thinking either Martha’s Vineyard or New Orleans.”, you presented.

“Why those places, sis?”, he asked in a higher-pitched. He was in full hairdresser mode, which made you not take the conversation serious anymore.

“Well, Martha’s Vineyard because I like the idea of having a small, black-tie wedding. New Orleans because obviously my folks are there and that’s where you and I truly fell in love with each other. We were in love with the thought of each other, but it wasn’t until that night that we realized we were in love. New Orleans will always have a special place in my heart thanks to you.”, you replied sweetly. You could sense he was processing what you had just said by the way he stopped massaging your head. You looked up to see Winston in la la land smirking. “Aye, nigga, I ain’t got all day. You about to be fired on your first day.”, you growled through your teeth as you nudged his knee.

His head fell back in laughter. “I’m sorry, love. I must’ve been too deep in thought.”

“MUST HAVE BEEN?!” You clicked your teeth and shot him a look of disgust, “I’m not about to argue with you.”

He finally washed out your scalp cleanser and dried your hair with an old t-shirt (he learned that from YouTube). He helped you out of the tub and on back to the bedroom, hair drawer in tow. “Alright..”, he began, “...let’s get this mane together, shall we?” He sectioned your hair off and went to work integrating the new growth into the remainder of each loc. Your seven-year loc journey was paying off with your hair now falling halfway down your back. The sensation of Winston palm-rolling your locs and clipping your roots was therapeutic, considering that you weren’t doing it this time.

The two of you conversed about everything as your hair air dried. “Now I have to say, Wins, from what I can feel, you did a terrific job. Chantay, you stay!”, you exclaimed. You turned around to see Winston showing off that beautiful gap in a cocky grin and even cockier laugh. “Well you know, I do what I can...especially for my favorite girl.”, he remarked. You rolled your eyes in pure disgust, “Whatever, nigga.”

After being under the dryer, the two of you spent the remainder of the day drinking wine and watching The Golden Girls, a mutual hit in the Abdullah-Duke households. You were sitting on the couch sitting under one leg and the other leg in Winston’s lap. The two of you laughed uncontrollably at the antics of your favorite four old white women.

Winston stared at you as you lit up whenever you cackled. He’d been noticing a glow around you for a few weeks now. Something was off, not a bad off, but something was out of the ordinary with you. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but whatever it was could wait. He pulled you into his lap and showered you with kisses. “I love you so much, Yaa Denae.” You looked into his eyes and kissed his lips and chubby ass cheeks, “I love you too, Celeste.” Before you could jump out of his grasp, he pushed you out of his lap and tried to contain his annoyed laughter, “GOODBYE, DENAE!”

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lovehairsaloninuk · 9 months ago

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Love Hair Salon stands as the Best Hair Beauty Salon in Seven Kings

Between the lively town and busy streets of Seven Kings is Love Hair Salon, the haven for hair enthusiasts and beauty fanatics alike. Love Hair Salon is more than just your typical hair salon, it's the place where beauty and skill merge and transformations are not just conceivable but inevitable nested in the center of this vibrant neighborhood. We are the best hair salon in Seven Kings and are dedicated to assisting you in realizing the full potential of your hair since we recognize that it is your greatest asset. Our team of talented stylists can create any kind of hair dream you have, whether it's a glamorous hair treatment, a bold pop of color, or a sleek and stylish cut. We customize our services to fit your individual preferences and lifestyle, offering both traditional styles and cutting-edge trends, so you may leave our salon feeling strong and self-assured. With its cutting-edge technology and high-quality ingredients, the best Botoplexx Hair treatment in Seven Kings transforms your hair from the inside out, strengthening and revitalizing it. Bid farewell to parched, broken hair and welcome to luxurious, silky hair that exudes energy and health. Allow us to bring out your hair's full potential so you can feel gorgeous on the inside as well as the outside. The top Hair beauty salon in Seven Kings is Love Hair Salon, the path to flawless hair begins here.

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samidigi12 · 1 month ago

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identybeautynet · 3 years ago

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101 Beauty Tips for Girls

101 Beauty Tips for Girls There are about a million beauty tips floating around out there on the internet—but that definitely doesn’t mean we should be following every single one of them. A YouTube or Instagram account does not a beauty expert make, but when working makeup artists, hairstylists, skincare gurus and beauty editors are offering up advice, you better believe we’re listening! From secrets about how to style your hair without heat to brilliant ways to fix a broken compact case, the more beauty tips you have in your arsenal, the better you’ll be prepared to handle every situation thrown at you. Here are the things we think everyone should know. 101. “Always keep your summer makeup minimal. Minimal and sheer makeup is the way to go when it’s hot and muggy outside.” — Mary Greenwell, celebrity makeup artist 100. “The best thing to do when you go to a makeup counter is be armed with what it is you want to do.”— Raychel Wade, founder of Cheek to Chic and La Prairie’s colour ambassador 99. Use excess eye cream on cuticles. The more you hydrate your cuticles, the stronger your nails will be. 98. For smudge-proof eye makeup, take blotting tissue to remove any oil or any excess makeup from the eye area. Then, apply a small dab of cream concealer to hold things in place. 97. “A good perfume should consist of balanced blend of notes arranged in a way that creates harmonious accord.”— Alexis Bergman, P&G’s Global Flavor and Fragrance Trends 96. To prevent hair color from fading in the summer months, use a conditioning treatment weekly or bi-monthly. 95. Breakout before a big event? “Take oral cortisone a few days before the event to clear your skin.”— Ava Shamban, dermatologist and author of Heal Your Skin. 94. “In order to keep eyeliner from running and smearing, opt for liner formulas that offer stayproof wearability.”— Robin Schoen, Urban Decay Makeup Artist 93. Always allow about two fingers from your nose to where blush starts. 92. “Make sure you hydrate the skin and put on a primer.”— Jessie Powers, makeup artist and national educator for Make Up For Ever 91. “Balance out your shimmer. If you’re doing a shimmery eye, opt for a matte lipstick.”— Raychel Wade, founder of Cheek to Chic and La Prairie’s colour ambassador 90. Brush out your curls with your fingers to give your hair a more tousled look. 89. To make your manicure last, apply a thin layer of clear every two days. Pay particular attention to the free edge at the top of your nails, where chips usually happen, and apply extra clear polish there. 88. Wear white eyeliner in your water line to make eyes appear less red. 87. “Take a shimmery gloss to the center of your lips, top and bottom—this will attract light to your lips, making them look pouty.”— Katrina Barrion, makeup artist for Giella Custom Blend Cosmetics 86. For slicked back hair, use a hair serum. 85. For the perfect cat-eye, “select a thin liner brush that is tapered to the point” and use a gel eyeliner for extra saying power. — Pamela Taylor, makeup artist. 84. To make your cheek bones appear higher, use bronzer under the cheekbone and highlighter on the actual cheekbone, and remember to blend. Contouring at its finest! 83. Before you blow dry, start with a volumizing spray or light gel to give the roots some lift. Pull the brush up towards the ceiling to really boost volume. 82. For fuller lips, extend the lip line using a flesh tone lip liner. Be careful not to go overboard. 81. The #1 reason for flaky mascara is that the formula is too dry or old. Make sure to close mascara after use to help keep its moisture. To extend the life a bit, add 2-3 drops of saline solution into the tube and swirl the brush around. 80. To fake clear skin when you notice a pimple, “Apply tea tree oil as soon as you spot it”— Stephanie Flor, makeup artist. 79. “It’s easy to forget that feet can get sunburned. Be sure to apply sunscreen with a minimum SPF of 50 when barefoot.”— Dr. Leslie Campbell, DPM. 78. For acne-free skin, look for a cleanser with salycilic acid or benzoyl peroxide. 77. When choosing a red lipstick, you just want to remember to get one that looks good with your undertone. If you have a warm undertone, then go for warmer reds, and if you have a cool undertone, then go cooler. 76. Sunscreens that claim to provide “all-day protection” and “water resistance” are not reliable; don’t be fooled by these claims and reapply all sunscreens at least every 2-3 hours. 75. When self-tanning, use a tanner with a guide color. “It will give you instant color before the effect and it will show you exactly where you put the color and where you may have missed.”— Sinead Norenius, founder of Beautisol. 74. “If you’re afraid of red lipstick, I love putting it on and then blotting it off to wear it as more of a stain”— Pat McGrath, makeup artist. Another way to make it less intense? Apply with your fingertip instead of straight from the tube. 73. For the summer months, you don’t want to be caked down in foundation, so try a tinted moisturizer or BB cream instead. 72. Use blotting papers to manage oil and shine in your T-Zone, “which are also great for cleaning up around the eyes”— Rebecca Restrepo, makeup artist. 71. The antihistamines in allergy medicine dry out the skin, so skip heavy foundation during allergy season. Instead, use a tinted moisturizer. 70. To make curls last, make sure hair is completely dry before you begin with the curling iron. Also, use a heat protectant spray with hold on damp hair to keep hair protected. 69. To make a zit go away faster, don’t pick at it. The bacteria on your fingers will create more redness, and any attempt at popping will make things worse. 68. Use an exfoliator to get rid of dead skin, but limit yourself to 2-3 times a week so you don’t dry out your skin. Use a gentler scrub on your face and a coarser scrub on the rest of your body. 67. Always wash your makeup off before bed. “That morning-after look has never been a good one, for anyone.”— Rachel Adler, beauty director 66. “Too much bronzer is a nightmare for pale skin”— Jason Ascher, resident beauty expert for Barneys New York 65. Pick a sulfate-free shampoo, as sulfates can be harsh and drying on the hair cuticle. 64. If you have greasy hair, avoid directly conditioning roots and condition from your ear down to ends. 63.”When you wear a red lip it’s important that it stays exactly where you put it. Using a long wearing lip pencil to create the perfect shape and a lip color are key to having a perfect red lip.”— Kristofer Buckle, celebrity makeup artist 62. To make volume last all day, avoid running your fingers through hair. “Oil from your hands can weigh down your roots leaving your hair flat at the end of the day”— Tatum Neill, Arrojo Studio 61. Try to avoid washing your hair everyday. Constant shampooing leaves hair dry and your scalp will create more oils to compensate for the loss of moisture. Instead, use a dry shampoo and style your hair into a braid or ponytail when it’s a bit more oily. 60. Always use a moisturizer with SPF in the morning. Even in the winter! 59.”Go for a trim every 6-8 weeks to ensure you have no damaged ends making your hair look unhealthy”— Nick Arrojo, Arrojo Studio (and the man who worked for seven years changing lives on What Not To Wear) 58. Remember, clean your makeup brushes to fight against potential bacteria and breakouts. At least once a week, swirl brushes around in a mixture of warm water and mild soap, then lay flat to dry. 57. Clean out your makeup bag at least once a year to get rid of old products that may be expired or you no longer use. 56. Winter can be especially harsh on your hair leaving it extra dry. Eugene Davis, celebrity hair stylist suggests using an Avocado Oil Hair Mask. 55. If you don’t have nail polish remover, apply clear nail polish over your nail, and then wipe off. It will remove old polish. 54. During the summer, wear lip balm or gloss with SPF. 53. To add volume to clean or unwashed hair, use a dry shampoo spray. 52.Change your beauty routine for spring and summer months. Your skin needs less coverage during the spring so you can swap the heavy, winter products for lighter ones. 51.”I always think that less is more. There’s a point where you look in the mirror and say ‘Is this too much?’ and if you even have that inclination then it usually is.”— Kim Catrall, “Sex and the City” 50. When applying bronzer, “first start by applying it around the perimeter of your face and follow with a light dusting on your forehead, nose and chin.”— Mally Roncal, Mally Beauty. 49. To get curls when you have straight hair, use, “a volumizer or volume thickening agent, a curl enhancing product, light holding finishing spray.”— Vicktor Stevenson, Hair Stylist. 48.”Foundation should never be heavy.”— Aura Schwartz, makeup artist. Apply liquid foundation with a damp makeup sponge for best results. 47.”The right red will light up your hair, eyes and skin immediately, the wrong one will not.”— Poppy King, Lipstick Queen 46. To clean up the flick of a cat eye, use a dampened, pointed Q-tip. 45.To revive curls mid-day, “Take a very small amount of pomade and put it in the palms of your hands. Rub them together. Next gently smooth the pomade over your curls and scrunch just a little bit.”— Eugene Davis, celebrity hair stylist 44.”You should always go to a hair-removal specialist, where waxing, laser etc. is their main business – don’t go to a nail salon for a wax”— Cindy Barshop, Completely Bare and Bravo’s “RHONYC” 43.”A little silvery-blue eyeliner on the lower lid is very flirty.”— Dimitri James, makeup artist, author and creator of Skinn Cosmetics 42.”Use your concealer as a base on your eyelids.”— Melissa Silver, Maybelline makeup artist. Concealer will help to absorb oil and your eyeshadow will stick to the product instead of your lids, making it stay longer. 41. If you’re not a fan of liquid liner, get the look of liquid eye liner by using a gel instead. 40. Exfoliate before applying self tanner to get rid of dead skin. Tanning products tend to cling to drier areas and rougher areas, like your knees and elbows, so make sure they’re moisturized first. 39. If you straighten your hair with a flat-iron, cause less heat damage by letting hair air dry. The less heat, the better! 38. To minimize pores, use a pore-minimizing facial wash followed by a toner. Make sure the toner is alchohol-free so it won’t dry out your skin. 37. The healthier you are, the healthier your hair! Take a daily multi-vitamin with Biotin to help hair grow faster. 36.To mask split ends, use an iron to straighten ends and then apply a hair repair cream. 35.There are always cheap, natural and effective homemade beauty recipes. 34.To fix brassy hair color, use a color-depositing shampoo with purple tones. For unwanted redness, use a color-depositer with a green tone. 33. To cover up roots in a hurry, use a dry shampoo spray for your hair color. If you don’t keep this product around, use eyeshadow (in a shade closest to your hair color) for a quick fix. 32. Get a “dewy glow” using a highlighter or illuminator above your cheekbones and on the brow bone, just underneath your eyebrows. 31. To contour cheeks, use a matte powder (a few shades darker than your skin tone) with an angled brush. Blend on temples and under cheek bone. 30.When using a cream product (blush or eyeshadow), lock it in by using a translucent powder over it. 29. Get quick volume by using a root lifter, then use hairspray to set hair. This will prevent it from falling flat during the day. 28. For makeup that lasts all day and night, use a makeup-sealing product like a setting spray. 27. To help you find the right shade of foundation, choose the product you think is closest to your color and try it on your jaw line in natural light. You will be able to easily compare it to your neck’s color to see if you need to go for a different undertone, lighter or darker. 26. Try out the funky hair color trends without dyeing your hair. Instead, dust bright blush in your ponytail for the same effect. (Refinery29) 25. “Foot perspiration is typical in the summer and can lead to fungal infection and unwanted odor. Wash feet daily, and let them dry thoroughly before putting shoes on.”— Dr. Leslie Campbell, DPM. 24. Splurge on items that are important to you.”If mascara is really your thing and you fall in love with a mascara that’s $40, buy the mascara.”— Raychel Wade, founder of Cheek to Chic and La Prairie’s colour ambassador 23.”Don’t be too serious: It’s only Makeup! “— Francois NARS insists you play around with new colors. 22. To reduce unwanted shine, use a moisturizer that mattifies your skin. That way you get the moisture your skin needs without looking greasy. 21. To create a lived-in look for your hair, use thickening or sea-salt mist before you blow-dry. Follow by running a volumizing or texture cream through hair. 20. When using an eyeshadow primer, only place the primer where you’ll be adding color. 19.”Cream rouge should be the first thing that touches your cheeks when you want to project an image of healthy and pinched cheeks.”— Pablo Manzoni, former creative director for Elizabeth Arden 18. If you choose to use false eyelashes, remember to use the dark glue as it will blend in with the lashes. 17. When buying “organic” beauty products, make sure to check if they are FDA certified organic. This will prevent you from getting scammed. 16. Use a facial exfoliater bi-weekly to get dead skin of dead skin. Makeup will look better on a clean, smooth canvas. 15. After using a hair conditioning mask, follow with “a cold water rinse to close the hair cuticles.”— Ursala Stephensen, celebrity stylist. 14. To get your braid to last all day, try styling hair that’s dirty with product. This will make the style stick longer. 13. Use a clarifying shampoo once a week to get rid of any product build-up that may have occurred during the week. 12. If you have chipped nail polish, add glitter on top to disguise the look of chipping. 11. Use a pumice stone on your feet after the shower to get rid of calluses. 10. Hydrate your under-eye area with an eye cream to prevent puffiness and bags. 9. If you have light hair,”put a lotion over the eyebrows and hair-line” when self-tanning the face. Also remember to “apply it in circular motions and blend down to the neck.”— Sinead Norenius, founder of Beautisol 8. If you often find yourself being too tired to wash your face at night, keep makeup removing wipes in your night stand to prevent a runny mess or morning break out. 7. Pop 1-2 Advil before going waxing to prevent pain. 6. The best way to get rid of ingrown hairs is to exfoliate,”which rids the skin of dead cells and allows the hair to break through the surface.”— Marlena Ramoy, Bliss Spa esthetician. 5. Carrots are good for the hair. A healthy diet leads to a beautiful you. 4.”The best time to apply creams is after the shower, as the skin has been de-oiled.”— Dr. Stephen P. Bracci 3. Replace mascara and liquid eyeliner after 3-4 months. 2. To keep hair color vibrant longer, use shampoos and conditioners formulated for colored hair. 1. Use a cream or milk cleanser to wash your face. Creams are less drying than gels. Originally published August 2014. Updated May 2017. Read the full article

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Descendants

Nothing Else Matters

WARNINGS: References to Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, References to Sex

It all started with Cruella. A lady so evil and so insane that she made her own son into her slave. But her son was gone. Condemning her to life on the Isle while he ran into the sunset with that furry mutt on his heels.

However, there was one more person that Cruella had to keep her entertained. Her son’s girlfriend, Faline Cheshire, who despite not liking Cruella for her treatment of Carlos absolutely adored her fashion sense. So while Carlos was living it big in Auradon, Faline was getting her hands onto any kind of fabric she could and paying Cruella to make clothes for her and her friends. Strangely enough, this is what keeps Cruella calm and before you know it, De Vil’s Fashion is back to being a big name even if it is only on the Isle. Cruella started giving kids work to keep them off of the streets and teaching them designing. Faline being her top and favorite student. Always dressed in one of a kind De Vil clothing. Even a fashion line dedicated purely for her.

But Faline didn’t stop there. She goes on to the Evil Queen and asks for beauty lessons to go alongside her new clothes. This kept the Evil Queen’s mind off of her daughter. When Faline was too busy with her fashion designing at Hell Hall, she sent her best friend, Diamond Hearts, to the Castle-Across-The-Way to learn beauty tips. The two quickly looking for any kind of left over makeup that was sent over to give to the Evil Queen. Diamond, a science prodigy, took to learning chemicals and teaching the Evil Queen how to create makeup. Evil Queen caught on quickly and started her own makeup line. Her best seller being Fairest Apples. Like Cruella, her name caught on big on the Isle and soon the Castle-Across-The-Way became a beauty school. Diamond being the top and favorite student. Having her makeup done by the Evil Queen herself. A makeup line dedicated purely for her.

Though what’s beauty without the right hair to match your clothing and makeup? Good thing, Faline was best friends with Anthony Tremaine. There were already enough people to work there, but that didn’t stop Faline from reaching out to Lady Tremaine and the Wicked Stepsisters to give out tips for better hair care. While the wicked grandchildren were down in the salon, you can guarantee the House of Tremaine turned into a hair school. No one got a hair license until they went through the program. Faline and Anthony and Diamond and Diamond’s brother Spade turned an abandon warehouse into a bigger and more spacious beauty salon for Curl Up N Dye. Anthony and his brothers and male cousins quickly taking over to being barbers and showing other guys how to keep their hair up. Using Diamond’s science knowledge to make shampoos and conditioners for the people around.

Eventually, you’re going to need a store to buy all of this from? Well, you better believe Faline made her way to Jafar’s Junk Shop with Spade in tow and tore basically everything apart and fixed it up to be the best store on the Isle. Hair care, sketchbooks, makeup brushes, fabrics? Faline made sure Jafar had it all and put Spade in charge of security. No one was stupid enough to go against the son of the Queen of Hearts especially not when Harry Hook tried to steal a bottle of ocean spray shampoo and Spade swiped at him with his sword screaming OFF WITH YOUR HEAD! Faline smirked as she worked from the inside to turn the Isle around, but that didn’t stop her dreams of going to Auradon and being reconnected with Carlos.

After a while, Faline noticed that more kids were being on the streets. More kids for those good for nothing perverts and rapists to get to. So she reached out to the Gaston family. The kids needed to learn how to defend themselves and some of the other stores and the schools are going to need security detail. (There was a nasty fight between Mother Gothel and Drizella Tremaine inside of Castle-Across-The-Way). It was honest work; not really villainy but it brought money in.

Faline wanted to honor Carlos’ dedication to keeping his grades up and being smart, so she went around to the Evil Queen, Jafar, Lady Tremaine, and Cruella and proposed the idea of discounts for those that scored high grades in class. They didn’t see the appeal until they noticed how some kids genuinely wanted to them to be proud of their grades, so they continued to encourage the acts and listen intently to the kids’ devious schemes and how they could’ve made them better.

It was actually Jafar who realized that there was still so much to do for the Isle. He put a suggestion box by the door to his shop for people to drop their ideas of what more could be done. He told Grimhilde and Cruella and the two of them also placed suggestion boxes. When Diamond and Faline heard of it, they went to Lady Tremaine to let her know of the change and she did so.

It was Faline with shaking legs and a near heart attack that suggested to the Big Bad Wolf and his pack to take to patrolling the streets at night. Curfews were set. No child under ten could out in the streets passed seven, fifteen had to go in a ten, and sixteen-eighteen had to be in by eleven o’clock and nineteen and up shouldn’t be out unless they had a job. If you get caught by the Big Bad Wolf or one of his pups, well it was up to him to decide your punishment.

It was Diamond and Spade’s idea to bring in the Red Queen. Wonderland Castle quickly became the Wonderland Mall. All of Cruella’s creations landed there with Mother Gothel (who worked after school and weekends) running a photography class and photography store. Her own daughter was one of the workers there. The Red Queen even moved her salon into one of the rooms that became a store.

No one was brave enough to go to the Isle of Doom. At least not yet. Faline and the others were determined to get the Isle running better.

The four friends were quickly becoming the child rulers of the Isle and you can very well guess that Uma and her band of pirates didn’t like that. Too bad for them, Faline had already hired Harriet Hook and her own pirates to be the day time police. And Harriet wasn’t one to back down easily, so Uma and her pirates were left in the dust. Well until Faline visited them and asked for Uma (and Ursula) ways to improve their restaurant. Before you knew, Ursula’s fish shack became one of the well-known businesses and Faline had given Uma more people to work with to cut down on her work load. In exchange, Ursula took to creating her cleaning supplies for Jafar to sell. Houses had never looked better.

With Uma having so much more time now with a better working schedule, Faline asked her to make way for evenly distributed supplies from the barge and asked for the pirates to make sure that each thing got sent to the right people. Uma, who uncharacteristically, felt in debt to Faline immediately, went to work with it. Fabrics were carefully sent to Cruella and GIL DO NOT WASTE THAT PAINT ONTO THOSE FURS OR SO HELP I WILL LEAVE YOU TO FEND FOR YOURSELF AGAINST CRUELLA! HARRY, IF YOU PUT DOWN THAT HOOK, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE TO WORK ABOUT ANY OF THAT LIQUID FOUNDATION FALLING ON YOU!

But the Isle needed someone in charge. Auradon now had King Ben and his Lady Mal. The Isle had no one. Maleficent was gone. Turned into a lizard and even when she was there, the Isle was never this organized. So Faline and Spade went searching for someone to put in charge. Mainly because going through that suggestion box was horrible and Faline hated paperwork on top of homework and incomplete fashion designs. The Isle needed someone fair and dare they say, good, to keep it from going back to hell. So they went to Yen Sid, who understood that actions had consequences and Diamond stated that he was a very good teacher. Yen Sid agreed, but Faline had one more trick up her sleeve. She is a villain kid. Yen Sid may be the equivalent to the king of the isle, but he need the majority vote of his senate to make the changes. Faline made sure to put Cruella, Jafar, Grimhilde, Red Queen, Lady Tremaine, Dr. Facilier, Captain Hook, Gaston, and a representative for the Big Bad Wolf into the seats of power. Cruella, Evil Queen, Lady Tremaine, Dr. Facilier, Gaston, and Captain Hook were now principals of their schools.

Cruella’s School of Fashion

Grimhilde’s School of Beauty

Lady Tremaine’s Hair School

Dr. Facilier as the principal of Dragon Hall

Captain Hook as the principal of Serpent Prep

Madam Mim as the principal of Witch School

Gaston’s School of Defense

But to everyone’s surprise, it still wasn’t enough. Some of the kids took no interest in all of the new opportunities before them and parents were getting concerned, so Faline proposed a new idea to the Council-Of-Renewed-Evil (they chose their name and well Yen Sid was too busy with paperwork to get around to changing it). The idea was for to start sports teams. Everyone was for the idea so Serpent Prep and Dragon Hall and Witch School now had tourney and cheerleading teams. Shun Yu was the coach for the Dragon Hall’s tourney team and Clayton was the captain for the Serpent Prep’s team and the Horned King as the coach of for the Witch School’s team. Yzma took on to being the Dragon Hall’s cheer coach. Nasira was the coach of Serpent Prep’s squad with her daughter, Jade, as the head cheerleader. Madam Mim just however took on being the coach for their cheerleaders herself. It took awhile for things to work out. Jay wasn’t the only one who was raised around the concept of there’s no team in I, but once the kinks were worked out things blossomed. Parents were signing their kids up left and right. Someone came up with the ideas of shows and next thing you knew, the Ringmaster had started up a theatre school and shows were performed every two Saturdays.

And since Jafar had his shop to run, Diamond suggested that the Mad Hatter be in charge of the bank. Everyone thought it was a horrible idea until he nearly tore the town apart looking for the person who tried to cheat him out of 25 cents. You’d find him sitting inside of his shop with rows of hats behind him (Cruella De Vil and his originals, mind you) filing up other hats with coins and writing down exactly how much were in them and who they came from and how they were going to be distributed. You had a saving account for your child’s future? Which color/pattern/shape hat you want?

Maleficent’s goblins were usually causing mayhem around the Isle, but Faline wasn’t having that. She tricked them all to the docks and forced them to stay there. Uma had taken to putting the goblins to work and they took their jobs seriously. No one wanted to deal with Ursula if they didn’t show her daughter some respect. That left the Slop Shop needing employees, but some of the people of Wonderland (that were unreasonably condemn to Isle) took it up and soon different drinks were coming out. Even decafe coffee became a choice.

Some places didn’t need to be touched. They just caught on to the flow of everything. Troll Town was quick to start giving discounts for massages and you can guarantee that Hook’s Inlet was doing good business. (Faline was surprise when Hook himself offered fishing lessons. She was less surprised when Mr. Smee offered the swimming lessons). Tick Tock Croc though became a lifeguard. No child was going to drown on his and his own descendants watch.

Jail Time became a real thing and Faline and Spade secretly found it hilarious. Who was actually dumb enough to commit crimes in jail? Turns out a good amount of people. Judge Frollo became well an actual judge. Faline found it ironic considering he’s committed the worse crimes. But she said nothing because she did eat at Frollo’s Creperie. He worked alongside Gaston and Hook and the Big Bad Wolf to have good officers. Clayton (though coach of the tourney team) was the sheriff. Parents slept a little better a night knowing their children were safe (they’d never admit to caring about their wellbeing though).

When Mal came back to the Isle, you better believe everyone who is anyone heard about it. Harry, who in this world didn’t steal from Dizzy but came to collect money for the last amount of debt she owed to Jafar’s shop for hair dye, immediately told Uma who told Faline who said to handle it on her own. If it got anymore out of hand, then they’d go to Yen Sid and make him put her to work and use her leverage with Auradon to help out more.

When Faline heard about the pirates kidnapping the King of Auradon, you better believe that she was pissed. But when Uma told her of the plan of getting the wand and taking down the barrier to make sure the Isle gets better, she was all for the plan. But she still took some of the pirates away because Edgar Balthazar and Peg-Leg Pete suggested the idea of fixing some of the old buildings up. So while Mal and the VKs were getting ready for a showdown against Uma and her pirates, Faline was busy helping the vendors in the marketplace get ready to move into the buildings. She puts Madame Mim in charge of mail with a threat that if it isn’t handled right, that she’d be sure that Scar could find something entertaining to do with her.

But it was when word got out that Carlos was back on the Isle did the plan change. Faline marched her way to the Pirate’s Bay and watched on the sidelines as Mal tried tear down Uma. Going as far to let her eyes shine green, but Faline had worked with the baddest of the villains and she noticed two things. For one, she nearly slapped herself in the face when she remembered they were on the Isle where magic did not work. And two, even if it did, that wand might have looked majestic, but it gave off no vibes of power. She recognized it as a fake.

When Uma pulled Harry back, Faline made herself known.

“Don’t even bother, Uma. The wand’s a fake!”

The VKs and the girl that Faline didn’t recognize all jumped not knowing where her voice was coming from. And that made Faline smiled the cheshire’s grin. She might not be able to disappear like her dad, but she was just as good as hiding as if she wasn’t there. But still, she walked to the front of the ship and casually plucked the wand out of Mal’s hand.

“Even if this was the real wand, it wouldn’t work here,” Faline hissed. She cut her eyes over to Carlos, who stared at her in shock and confusion, before looking over to the King. “Release the King.“

Immediately the pirates began protesting, but Faline silenced them with a look. “Release him. We don’t need his help. We’ve been making the Isle better without him and we’re going to continue to do so.”

Faline and Uma looked at each other and Faline could see it. Uma understood. They really didn’t need Ben. They’re going to make the Isle a better place and one day, when they get free, Auradon’s going to wish they never forgot about them.

Uma nodded her head, “Let him go, Harry.”

He pouted, but did as told even when Gil was quickly getting his father’s words out to the young king. Harry cut him loose right beside Faline who turned to look at him. She pressed her nails to his face and Ben winced. He could feel how sharp they were, but she forced him to look at her.

Uma raised an eyebrow before turning to look at the VKs. Carlos was still staring at Faline liked he couldn’t believe that she was there and was that guilt in his face? Evie, who Uma heard from the barge drivers had become a fashion designer and was incredibly smart, was staring at the outfit Faline wore. Jay didn’t care for what Faline was doing. He was too busy making sure that the pirates didn’t get out of hand. The girl Uma didn’t recognize was doing the same, but she was also watching Faline and Ben. But Mal stared down Faline and Ben with her eyes shining. Faline turned her eyes to Gil, “Write this down.”

Gil looked at Uma for confirmation and she nodded. He immediately pulled out his journal and pencil from the inside the pocket of his shirt and went to stand beside Faline.

“We may be letting you go, but we never forget a face. Villains may be stuck here, but you are in debt to us. Look at how your father and his friends and associates have condemned us. We may be villains, but we still bleed like you. We deserve better than this and you owe us. And trust me, there are so many ways to you start, but for now, our schools new better books. No ripped or missing pages. We need more medicine. And you better make sure, Cruella’s get hers. Our girls need better menstrual supplies. We most definitely need better food, and I’m not talking about any leftovers. We want fresh food because we deserve it just like you do.”

Gil didn’t need to be told what he needed to write down. He knew on instinct and wrote as quickly as he good. “That’s just the basics. Mal and her little friends have lived here. I’d let them be the ones to tell you what else we need to survive.”

Gil handed the paper to Faline who turned to him and smiled, “Thank you, Gil,” before she let go of the king’s face, gave Ben the paper, and pushed him towards his girlfriend.

“Leave. And if you ever come back, I won’t be so nice as to jump in. They aren’t the only ones that have a bone to pick with you,” she stated before she sauntered off away from them all. Uma watched as Faline didn’t even spare a glance in Carlos’ direction, but she knew the girl was going to break down. Just as she knew that there was heartbreak and guilt on the boy’s face.

When Mal and the others left, Faline reappeared. This time with a burning anger in her eyes. In her hands was Mal’s spell book, she looked at Uma and gave her one request. “Either you go tear Auradon down or bring back supplies for the Isle. I don’t trust any of them to do so.”

And Uma left to do exactly that leaving Harry in charge of the pirates. Faline needed to take her mind off of seeing Carlos so she made her way to Hell Hall and to the private room that Cruella gave her and worked on her designs. She brought them to life as she listened to Cruella hum in the room down the hall as she also worked on her own designs or grade papers.

When she learned about Uma’s failed attempt to bring down Auradon and save the Isle, she didn’t tear the girl down. Told her she did a good job and now she had an epic story to tell the munchkins. But she did surprise herself and Uma with a hug when she learned of all the supplies and all of the fresh food she conjured up from Mal’s spell book. It was right on the outskirts of the Isle, so Faline went with Uma and her pirates and Harriet and her pirates to bring everything. They evened out everything to give a respectable amount to each vendor and make sure that Jafar had enough room to now supply all of extra medicine.

Though no one was prepared for the day when Auradon’s guards tracked Faline down to Maleficent’s old rented castle that now served as City Hall. He held out the four requests for Faline, Diamond, Spade, and Anthony to come to Auradon. And Faline knew in her heart that Carlos was the one who brought her friends’ names up because she was one hundred percent sure that King Ben hadn’t met her friends. After a lot of conversing with the Council-Of-Renewed-Evil, they accepted the request and Faline and their friends handed over their leadership spots. Faline gave hers to Uma. Madeline (daughter of Mother Gothel) took over for Diamond. Anthony was going to give his to one of his family members, but Lady Tremaine suggested giving to someone else. No other grandson of hers had Anthony’s charisma, so he gave his spot to Diego De Vil. Spade wanted to make sure that Jafar’s shop was protected on all accounts so he gave his position to Hadie (son of Hades).

Nearly everyone on the Isle was out the day, the four left. Despite being supposedly unemotional villains, there was a lot of crying and hugging going on. Cruella even going as far to give Faline one of her sketchbooks full of designs and Faline promised to make sure Auradon knew about the De Vil fashion line. The four promised to put everything they learned to use.

And despite the four of them leaving to go to Auradon, the Isle continued to move forward even with them away. Just as they hoped. --

In Auradon things were a little different when they heard about the next four children coming to there. Despite it being the Royal Wonderland Twins, daughter of the Cheshire Cat, and Cinderella’s wicked step grandnephew, no one complained (well Chad complained. Anthony hadn’t even made it to the campus, but Chad had already made him his arch nemesis). Nevertheless, a lot of the students and staff came out to welcome them.

The limousine pulled up and slowly descended to a stop. The driver got out and opened the back door and it was as if time stood still. Everyone waited with baited breath before a blood red heel stepped into the sunlight. Pale legs covered by a pair of black fishnets followed. Then a blood red skirt. A black and red corset doubled as a shirt. Arms covered by a blood red jacket and black fingerless gloves ran through red hair as everyone stood in awe.

Diamond, Princess of Wonderland, Daughter of the Queen of Hearts.

A small smirk played across her features before she stepped to the side as black combat boots followed her out. A darker shade of red skintight leather pants covered the legs, but nothing but a simple black open vest covered the body. Swoons were heard as the boy flicked his jet black hair with a patch of red out of his face.

Spade, Prince of Wonderland, Son of the Queen of Hearts

No one said a thing as he shared a glance with his sister before moving for the next body.

The next person to get out of the limo had looks that put Chad to shame (and will further strengthen his hatred). Beautiful curly ginger hair framed his face. A perfect smile. Biceps, triceps, and all the other ‘ceps were all on display in his skin tight magenta muscle shirt. His waist and legs were covered by a pair of khaki cargo pants with magenta combat boots.

Anthony Tremaine, Son of Anastasia Tremaine, Grandson of Lady Tremaine

Still, no one said a thing as they waited for the last of the four, but she didn’t step out of the car.

She just appeared.

Black cobbled stilettos showed first. Tan legs and a waist covered by a short high waist periwinkle skirt were next. A matching periwinkle corset covered by a black leather jacket. (Carlos realized with a jolt of pain that it was one of the few jackets he left back on the Isle. One of the rare gifts his mother gave him). One thing that stood out was the large unnerving smile made into a necklace and the black cat ears headband that were just the right shade to match the heather, periwinkle, and lilac hair. Looking at her was like looking at Kitty Cheshire from their childhood show Ever After High. A smirk danced on her lips with one fang tooth slipping out.

Faline Cheshire, daughter of the Cheshire Cat (Future Mayor of the Isle of the Lost)

They all blinked innocently as if they didn’t notice all of the rising sexual tension growing in their presence. The original four VKs knew they noticed, but still no one said anything. At least not until, a small figure broke apart from the crowd and ran straight for Anthony. He crouched down instinctively and caught his youngest cousin in his arms lifting her in the air and spinning her in a circle. The crowd collectively awed and the surrounding paparazzi let their cameras fly as they began to take pictures of the four. They had wanted to ask questions, but they knew to wait until King Ben introduced and welcomed them.

When King Ben stepped forward, all four of their eyes shot to him and he nearly stepped back at the intensity of it all. But he prevailed on, Mal and her friends were a bit intimidating when they first came too. “Welcome to Auradon.”

And no one noticed but the first VKs as Faline and her friends relaxed and lost some tension in their stances. They watched as the others were introduced to some of the people around them. They watched as they spoke to the paparazzi, but it was one question and one answer that stood out to them the most.

“Miss Faline, just where did you get that outfit? Where did any of you get your clothing? An Evie original that was left on the Isle?”

No one noticed but the first VKs (and Ben and Doug and Jane and Lonnie) at the look of disgust that danced in their eyes at the mention of an Evie original.

“Oh no, darling,” Faline purred. She did a full 360 spin so everyone got a good look at her outfit. “This is a Cruella De Vil original with makeup done by the Evil Queen herself and hair and nails done by Lady Tremaine and hat and necklace gifted from Jafar.”

The crowd gasped lightly, but Faline continued to look at the reporter and camera. Diamond stepped to her side and smiled lightly. “You all seem to be under the impression that we’re here for some second chance from Auradon and be like the first four.”

Spade snorted and Anthony didn’t comment. He was too busy fussing over his younger cousin to care about anything else.

“Then why are you here?” The reporter questioned ready to have the big scoop.

“We’re here to advocate for better treatment for the Isle of the Lost,” Faline stated firmly. “Starting with better food and healthcare treatment. The Isle may fall under Auradon’s authority, but I read in the history book that each state that has a ‘villain’ locked away is under the jurisdiction of the law to provide for them and any of their family. And from here on out, you all will follow your own law. Our voices and our parents’ voices will be heard.”

Then the four of them huffed and turned away from the paparazzi making it clear that no questions (or pictures) were to be asked further. It was pure silence as Faline’s words rang in the air before the Fairy Godmother was shooing away the paparazzi and staff was getting the children to move on to class. Though hesitant, King Ben made his way to the new students and motioned for them to follow him.

They were going until Anthony stopped right beside Chad Charming. “Listen dude, I don’t care that your mom is my step-aunt. If you do anything to hurt Dizzy anymore, and I mean physically or emotionally or mentally, I will rip you to pieces.”

And was that the wrong thing to say at the moment. Well at least for Chad it was. Evie immediately turned towards the boy with glare that didn’t even begin to show how angry she was. Faline and Spade snickered at the look of fear that crossed Chad’s face as Evie (and Jay and Fairy Godmother) made her way to him. But they all followed with Dizzy (who protested that she was too old to be carried) tucked tightly into her cousin’s arms.

None of them said anything, but Ben kept turning to look at them so they could feel included in the conversation, but he notice how all of their eyes took in every exit. He noticed how all of their hands twitched to grab something (it wasn’t as bad Jay when he got here but it was there). He noticed how Anthony had put Dizzy down, but held a protective stance keeping the girls in his sight at all times and how he didn’t stray too far from Spade (not knowing it was mostly because Spade may need backup). He noticed how Spade glared at anyone that looked for too long, but somehow even his glare still had girls swooning.

It didn’t take long for them to get the dorms. Mal and the other VKs caught up to them quickly and Ben noticed how Faline tensed when Carlos came close to her. But nothing prepared him for the moment when Jane ran up excitedly to Carlos, kissed him on the lips, and the look of pain and heartbreak that crossed Faline’s face. Diamond had gasped quietly and reached out to touch Faline’s arms. Spade dropped his glare onto Carlos and wrapped Faline into his arms. Anthony glared death at daughter of the Fairy Godmother before turning a concern eye to Faline. Faline, who immediately, stepped out the couple’s proximity and nearly stormed off. But she kept a look of forced indifference on her face.

They reached the girls’ dorm first and Diamond quickly pulled her friend into it. Spade and Anthony gave her nod as some sort of message was passed between them, before Spade asked to be shown to their room. Mal felt a little cautious. Sure, they had basically told them the world that they cared little for Auradon and only wanted to see the Isle prosper. It could only be imagine how they planned to see that happen.

It didn’t take long to reach the boys’ dorms and they walked right in with Anthony pulling Dizzy along. She had noticed the tension in his body and set to work on getting rid of it by telling him of all of her classes and the jewelry she was making and how she even got to keep the money. Anthony smiled proudly at his younger cousin before Dizzy left him alone so he could unpack.

They didn’t say anything, but everyone could feel the subtle shift in the school.

The next few weeks the new four who for some reason went by the Cobras arrived in class with outfits that seemed even better than the ones they had on the day before. They made their way through quickly with classes and ignoring all of the stares of distrust they received. The days went on without an incident even at that one lunch when Faline noticed the picnic that Carlos was having with his new girlfriend. She wasn’t stupid. She saw the look in his eyes and noticed how in love he was with the girl. But Faline had spent months ignoring her heartache and she wasn’t going to let seeing it in person change that. So she simply turned away and went back to sketching out designs in her notebook.

The four of them snuck down docks were the barge was getting ready to take a new batch of crap over to the Isle when Faline stopped them. She and Diamond kept them distracted while Spade and Anthony switched out all of the rotten food with fresh food. But Anthony had insisted on leaving the almost-not completely rotten food on the barge because of all the different ways people were making use of them. They were careful with the fabric for Cruella and the makeup for Grimhilde and the hair supplies for Lady Tremaine. The boys made sure that the other valuables were carefully bubble wrapped for Jafar. Placed a sealed hat filled with the spare change they found for the Mad Hatter. Took in all of the supplies for women and men healthcare. But most of all, they made sure that Cruella had her medicine.

None of them mentioned the items that had obviously come from Snow White’s and Cinderella’s kingdoms.

They all watched with small smiles as the barge made its way over to Isle. And Faline smiled deep in her soul. She had helped fixed the Isle from the inside. Now it was time to work on it from the outside.

Eventually everyone calmed down from their excitement of the new kids, but Faline wasn’t having that. She knew from experience how you could get used to something and ultimately forget it.

With permission from Ben, she started up a rally in the middle of the school’s courtyard during her free period. She asked for things that they didn’t wear anymore and that they knew they weren’t going to wear anymore. She asked for things they no longer wanted. She did what she planned. She was advocating for a better life on the Isle. Most people thought she was joking and was just seeking attention. But she did it every day without fail and when she wasn’t rallying, one of her other friends’ were.

Soon they had boxes of items that could be sent over to the Isle. Faline spent a lot of her downtime when she wasn’t rallying or in class; designing clothes and bringing them to life or fixing the clothes that were to be sent off. She even kept a box of fashion magazines for Cruella. And also sent off photographs of the photo shoot she had in the outfits she brought to life from the sketch book Cruella sent her. And though despite how much it hurt her, she wrote about Carlos and how smart he was. She knew Cruella knew about the dog, so she wrote about it and how Carlos kept the dog fashionable and made sure he looked right and went along with Carlos’ outfits. She almost didn’t mention how he had a new girlfriend, but she went ahead and told her. She didn’t need Cruella finding out from someone else about her new daughter-in-law.

Diamond was doing something similar. She was breaking down the makeup and making sure each container was at least filled. She spent her downtime coming up with equations for makeup and wrote them down for the Evil Queen. She also sent the Queen a detailed list of all of the latest fashion trends and snuck in pictures of her makeup and Evie’s makeup to send her. But her favorite part of it all was when she wrote the letter about Snow White reinstating Evie’s princess title and how if Snow White didn’t end having a child, then Evie was the next in line heir to their kingdom.

Anthony had the best time though. He didn’t just send off and package hair care products. He didn’t just send off latest trends about hairstyles or extra money to put in their family’s pocket. He barely spoke about his own accomplishments. He mostly spoke about Dizzy and her undertakings. He told his family how Cinderella recognized him and Dizzy as part of the royal family (and by extent them also). He took on modeling as an extracurricular activity and you better believe that he was modeling a Faline Original, or a Cruella Original Design with a Dizzy Tremaine accessory. He sent it all off knowing that he was making his grandmother proud by bringing back honor to their families’ name.

Spade had a good time though. He always made sure that Diamond took the time out to write to their mother and father (making sure Faline did the same). But he knew Jafar would want to know his son, so he took to cataloguing all of his accomplishments. And boy, were there a lot. Jafar would see how his son became one the best athletes on the campus. He told him how his son had a good chance to go on to become a professional tourney player. (He didn’t mention how Jay had come into powers). Then he went on a rundown of all things that he was sending over to the shop. What they could do and some words to really make them sell.

Together, they all sat around making sure everything was ready for when it came to the Queen of Hearts opening up another part to the mall. They polished shoes and repaired any holes and stitches. When the Fairy Godmother heard of what they were doing, detention quickly changed into doing the same and if you needed extra credit, all you needed to do was grab some shoe polish, find them, and get to work. Diamond and Faline sighed in exhaustion the second they saw all of the books being donated, but they didn’t care. The kids on the Isle deserved it, so they took time to separate the books. Kids went in one stack. Teenagers in another. And the adults in the last.

But everyone knew that there was a tension brewing on the surface and they were all just waiting to see what would happen.

It was Family Day again. The four watched the proceedings go down uncaringly. They shuffled off into a corner by themselves where they could still watch the events, but also be out of the way. Diamond and Spade had been working on their homework. Faline had been switching between designing a new outfit for Anthony and looking at the reports sent back from Isle of the things going on. The champion game was coming up between Dragon Hall and Serpent Prep and they wanted them to come see it. The four were very much determine to go see it. Anthony was carefully watching his little cousin and keeping her in his sights at all times.

And then Chad and Audrey moved together. It didn’t seem like much until Audrey accidently bumped into Dizzy and Chad made the move like he was going to her but actually stepped on all of Dizzy’s fallen accessories. Dizzy didn’t say anything, but she did begin to cry silently. Anthony, however, wasn’t going to let that slide. He made his way over to the small group, but before he could get to close, Faline appeared right in front of him. She whispered something in his ear and he gave her an incredulous look. She stared back at him in all seriousness as she turned to help Diamond pick up Dizzy’s things while Anthony steered Dizzy away from the scene.

Spade though turned to look at Chad. “Anthony may be trying to turn over a new leaf with your family, but I’m not Anthony. But I do remember him letting you know he’d rip you a new one for messing with Dizzy and since he’s occupied right now, I’d be honored to do it for him.”

And then he punched Chad. Audrey didn’t know what to before Faline was in front of her. Anyone could tell that she was holding herself from punching the princess. “Go near Dizzy again and you would wish Ben left all of us on the Isle.”

Diamond though had had enough. She stood up in all of her beauty before fixing Chad and Audrey with a glare. “Faline, Brother. That is enough. These people are not worth our time.”

Spade and Faline stood still with Chad’s dress shirt still clutched tightly in Spade’s fist before he dropped him and stepped away. He patted Faline on her shoulder and the girl in question gave Audrey an even harsher glare and even hissed at her before turning and stalking away.

On their way out though, Faline caught sight of Jane in Carlos’ embrace. Her Carlos who looked at her with so much sadness and pain that it was suffocating, but looked at the girl in his arms with so much love that Faline would rather take his looks of pain than seeing it. Later that night, Faline sobbed in Diamond’s embrace. Diamond didn’t speak the words aloud, but it was clear in the air that the princess wanted Faline to let go.

So she did.

When the next day came, Carlos found a box outside of his door. He didn’t look to see who had sent it. He knew on instinct. He knew even before he opened one of the flaps and the Cheshire cat grin was looking at him. But when he reached into the box, he found the leather jacket that Faline wore on her first day in Auradon. (He didn’t understand why that hurt more than seeing the way she leaned into Spade or Anthony’s embrace).

When he emerged from his dorm, he heard in the hall how his mother supposedly wrote to Ben that she wanted Faline to have control of her fashion line. He didn’t believe it until he saw the sympathetic smiles from his friends and the excited and happy and tearful smiled on Faline’s face as her own friends congratulated her.

He and all of his friends were in the library when Fairy Godmother had connected a call made for the four kids. They watched as the kids talk happily with their parents about the things that they had going on in Auradon. They watched as they listened seriously to the things happening on the Isle. They all noticed how each of them took notes of different reports being told to them and what there was shortages of and what they were trying to do to fix it. They all watched as they talked to their mentors about their work. They all watched with burning jealousy as their mentors (their parents) express how proud they were of them.

But what changed it all was when Faline was crying and thanking Cruella for letting her have the fashion line and Cruella replied with, “It’s the least I could do for everything you’ve done for me. I don’t care who Carlos dates. You’ll always be my daughter-in-law.”

The room felt like it was too small as the Cobras ended their call before Faline burst into tears of sadness and rushed from the room. Her three friends gave out rushed declarations of gratitude to Fairy Godmother before they too were rushing out of the room searching for their friend.

Carlos avoided the looks of everyone especially Jane as he tried to go on about his day. By noon, everyone heard about how Cruella signed over her fashion empire and gave it to her ex daughter-in-law. By noon, everyone on the campus knew about Carlos and Faline’s past relationship. By the end of the day, blogs were questioning if his relationship with Jane would last with Faline in such close proximity. Even going as far as to point out flaws between the two girls and saying how Jane couldn’t compare to the daughter of Cheshire Cat.

Carlos hadn’t seen Faline since the incident in the library, but from the words whispered around the school, she still went to class and glared and hissed at anyone that brought up their past relationship and would disappear right in the middle of a conversation. But Carlos wasn’t really worried about Faline. He was worried about the conversation he was going to have with Jane. He wasn’t sure how he was going to deal with that, so he kept putting it off.

Until the day came for when the Cobras were returning to the Isle to watch a championship game, Ben hadn’t understood and Mal argued that they weren’t any sports on the Isle. Just chaos. But Faline was protective of her home. Of her roots. So she yelled back at Mal that things changed for the better when her and her mom left. The two girls nearly came to fight when their beautiful best friends both stepped in to calm them. Faline settled down quickly, but she was still determined to go the Isle.

So Ben proposed the idea of going also (Faline looked at him as if he was the biggest idiot in the world. This is who suppose to be leading us? Oh my badness, what has the world come to?). This led to becoming a field trip and so many people had wanted to go to the Isle of the Lost all of sudden.

Of course all of the villain kids immediately were on edge. Faline and Spade even going as far as to saying, “You didn’t want to come to Isle before and you didn’t want anyone coming off of it. Don’t try to turn into some tourist trap.”

But their words held no effect when Ben approved them all to go. It was Diamond and Anthony that went over rules to follow when going to the Isle and letting them know that their magic won’t work so don’t be stupid.

When they got to the Isle, Carlos and the first VKs cannot believe their eyes on how much better it look than the last time they were there. Buildings that were falling apart had been fixed up and turned into boutiques and salons and grocery stores. Jafar’s Junk Shop had grown in size and now he sold better things. Things he didn’t have to steal because they were sent just for him.

Jay didn’t find out until later that Jafar had wall filled with newspaper clippings sent from Spade of all of his accomplishments. He didn’t find out until later that Faline had made a replica of his tourney jersey and Jafar hung that up on the wall also. To know that his father was actually proud of him nearly made Jay cry in shock and happiness. He disappeared into the shop with his father for the longest amount of time before the game.

The same happened with Evie when she learned of Castle-Across-The-Way becoming a beauty school. Her mother had turned Evie’s wing of the castle into a shrine for her daughter. Pictures sent by Diamond were hung and framed on the walls. Even some of the Evie originals that Diamond bought were placed on models. (And Evie teared up when she realized that Diamond only bought the clothes to show them to her mom). Evie spent her time with her mom before the game.

Mal had wanted to go back to the castle that her mother had rented for them, when Spade mentioned offhandedly that it was now City Hall and all of their belongings were packed up and put in a basement in the Castle-Across-The-Way. So instead of going down that path, Mal took to showing around the Isle with Ben at her side and the other students following behind them. They even stood and watched as the Dragon Hall cheerleaders had a pep rally in the middle of the now less crowded market place.

When that was over, Anthony mentioned about going to the salon to get his hair did because he didn’t trust anyone in Auradon with his hair. Chad (who still felt bitter about his mother’s treatment) took to follow him and Dizzy. After all, his mother acknowledges them as family despite their past actions. It’s only right if he did the same. Diamond had told him that they were going to see their own parents before seeing their mentors and meeting up at the City Hall. Anthony had requested that someone buy him the new pair of silk pajamas Cruella created in the mall.

Faline agreed and she motioned for the rest of them to follow before she stopped in front of Hell Hall. Everyone could see she was holding herself back from going to the house, but there was really no need. Cruella herself rushed through the doors happy see her beloved student that was basically her daughter. A bright smile that was just as big as the Cheshire Cat’s grin spread across Faline faced before she running over to Cruella and hugging the lady tightly.

Carlos took note of how his mother looked. How she seemed healthier and saner. And to his great surprise, he didn’t even feel a pang of fear when she looked at him. But he’s going to be honest and admit that it did seem weird to see the guilt in her eyes. She invited him in and requested he brought along Jane. After all, it was proper for those in relationships to meet their significant other’s family. But Cruella also noticed the looks that Mal was sending her way, so she offered the home to more people. Horace and Jasper quickly moving around to make things neat for the guests even Carlos on instinct. It was his childhood home after all. He didn’t want to embarrass himself. (He’d later remember how well the house seemed and how things looked as if hadn’t aged in years). Cruella didn’t demand for her son to stop straitening things out because she was too busy doing the same. Moving papers that needed to be graded out of the way and placing her unfinished designs into folders.

Cruella had placed a sympathetic kiss onto Faline’s forehead. She may have not been the girl’s actual mother, but she saw the pain and heartbreak still dancing in the girl’s eyes no matter how hard she tried to hide it. If Cruella hadn’t work to become a better woman, she’d be beating Carlos and his little sweetheart for causing such pain for Faline. But alas, she had matured and found her way again. She knew that this was something she could not interfere in.

Spade, Diamond, and Faline made their way to the Wonderland Mall and then the door that separated the mall from the Castle. They each branched off to meet and greet their own parents before two hours later they met up again making their rounds across the Isle checking in with everyone. While they circled around, they picked up the stragglers. Carlos and Mal and Ben and their brood first.

They went by Ursula’s Fish and Chips to get a quick lunch and stopped by the Slop Shop to get drinks. Moved on to the Castle-Across-The-Way to pick up Evie before moving on to the pirates’ pipeline. Faline was greeted with bight smiles and hats tips from all of the pirates’ and a beautiful smile from Harry Hook.

“Careful, Hook, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me.”

“Yer like me own catnip, sweetheart.”

(Carlos wouldn’t admit to himself that he was jealous.)

They picked up Jay afterwards who had an envelope that he gave to Aziz to give to his parents from Jafar. It wasn’t anything dangerous. Jay watched him write it himself.

Faline and Spade both went in and walked back out with bags. Spade straying behind for a little while holding what looked to be a serious conversation with Jafar.

The crowd follows them to the bank and watches as Faline and the Mad Hatter go head to head because how come you’re trying to charge me interest just because I want to donate my savings to the building of a bookstore? It took Spade entering the bank and calmly processing the situation before reminding Faline that half of her savings was already going to funding Cruella’s School of Fashion and the other half was split evenly into other things. Faline sighed before she apologizes to the Mad Hatter who graciously accepts her apology. Though he does write down the request of donations being made for the bookstore on his list to turn into the Council-Of-Renewed-Evil.

They make their way back over to Wonderland Mall and let them all go through the stores filled with Cruella De Vil originals and Faline Original Design outfits. The Wonderland kids share a smile as the see the store Anthony had requested to make in Dizzy’s name. The jewelry they asked the young girl to make for those on the Isle lined up neatly. They couldn’t wait to see the smile on her face when she saw it, but preferred to not be in the room when she let out her screech of excitement. The makeup and hair products and cleaning products made by Evil Queen, Lady Tremaine, and Ursula. They even smiled when they see how the princes and princesses bob their heads to songs by the Bad Apples and ask for directions to buying the albums.

They don’t mention to the princesses about how they were going to see the lead singer Diego De Vil in a few minutes.

Once they leave the mall (Faline making sure to buy the silk pajamas for Anthony and a matching set for herself), they all head to City Hall to meet up with Anthony and his small group. When they get there, the Auradon kids could see a different light in Chad and easily see the genuine smile he wears as he talks to his step cousins and how it slips into a glare at any man that so much as looks at Dizzy. When they asked him about it, he just shrugged and started showing off all of the drawing his younger cousins drew for him.

In City Hall, they have stay to outside while they hold a short meeting. Since Ben is king and technically the King of the Isle, they made sure he was brought in also. Uma was there and it was slightly awkward for the two. The meeting progressed without much fanfare. Reports were passed around and Uma actually helped Ben get a clear understanding of what was going on. By the time the meeting ended, the two of them were on good terms with Uma promising to get Ben a copy of the up to date reports on the Isle so he could help out more from his end.

And then it was game time. Sure, they let the guest to the Isle (which included Mal and her VKs) stay in their clothing, but Francis and the Cobras switched out. Right in the middle of city hall, Faline and Diamond and Madeline pulled off their leather jackets showing off another pair of corsets before turning around and being blocked from view by Anthony, Spade, Diego and Hadie as they changed into Faline Original Fan T-Shirts for Dragon Hall. Hadie and Uma were already wearing their Serpent Prep T-Shirts and left for the field. It was quick for Anthony, Spade, and Diego to change into the own shirts. Though it took a minute for Diego when some of the princesses realize that he was in fact the boy on the cover of their new CDs.

When they made it to stadium (which Faline and Spade were still proud to see because that field took forever to get right), nearly all the seats were taken. But Faline motioned them over to a section that was cleared away just for them. The princesses and princes of course feeling a little affronted over how the Cobras were treated with better respect than them. Faline and Diamond kissing Reza on the cheek when they notice he found a way to make the seat heat warmers.

The crowd cheers were deafening as the two teams made their way to the field. The Auradonians were slightly afraid when they saw the switch in the Isle Kids including Mal and the others. But they too quickly got into the game. It looked like Tourney, but it also looked how Jay played when he first tried out for the team. Faline and Diamond swooning when a boy from the opposing team blew a kiss at them.

“LONG LIVE EVIL!!!”

“WE RIDE WITH THE TIDE!!”

The Auradon kids’ didn’t really know what to cheer, but quickly caught on that the Dragon Hall Dragons screamed out Long Live Evil while the Serpent Prep Pirates yelled out We Ride With The Tide.

“HAPPILY EVER AFTER WITH A LITTLE FLAVOR!”

The Dragon Hall cheerleaders called out doing flips and stunts that the Auradon princesses couldn’t even dream of risk doing.

“OUR SAILS ABOUT TO BE SET!”

The Serpent Prep cheerleaders screamed as they too did what the Auradonians considered risky flips and stunts. They wouldn’t admit that both squads’ routines were flawless.

They didn’t even notice how into the game they got until the Serpent Prep cheerleaders yelled out HOOK ME as they made the winning score. The disappointed groan that game from their side shocked them all, but nothing shocked them more than when Harry Hook rushed over to the stands and kissed Faline as she was still leaning slightly over the fence.

Diamond’s squeals were heard all the way down the market place. The cheerleaders on each team each flipping and screaming at the sight. Even the boys from Dragon Hall made their way over and carried Harry around in a victory hold. Faline had a dazed smile on her face as she watched them carry Harry off.

(Carlos was not jealous. He was happy that Faline was moving on. She deserves it. But why does it hurt so much?)

Despite what they thought, the Auradon kids almost didn’t want to return back home. The Isle had a vibe that was fun with the underlying veil that was dangerous and they found themselves slowly become addicted to it. Spade was the one to notice and chuckled as he and Jay and the guards herded everyone back to the cars to return back to Auradon.

“Everyone has a wicked side.”

As time passed on, Faline and her friends were always going back to visit the Isle. They kept their grades up and took to visiting the other kingdoms around advocating for help for the Isle. Ben went with them whenever they went to Isle alongside Mal and some of his personal guard. Chad went sometimes to visit his younger cousins and he learned from some of his cousins how cut and style hair. So when he went to the Isle, he wasn’t Chad Charming, Prince of Charmington. He was just Chad, step grandson of Lady Tremaine and you better not look at him wrong because he has cousins that won’t hesitate to crush you like a bug. Chad took working in Curl Up N Dye while Ben and Mal and the Cobras went handled official business. Anthony would always come straight to the shop after the meeting was done and the cousins would get along fabulously. Chad always had drawing and pictures to take back to Auradon and back to Charmington to put up in his rooms and some to give his mother. Sometimes they’d bring Dizzy along who almost fainted when she had seen the shop in the Wonderland Mall dedicated to her. Chad more often than not had been the one to be always be seen with a piece made by her.

It was a slow but sure thing, but the villains slowly gave up on their idea for revenge (well except for Maleficent but she’s a still lizard so no one’s really trying to hear her thoughts).

Cruella’s fashion empire blossoms again this time under the control of Faline who took every pointer she could from her mentor. Her mentor who still took her medication responsibly and spent most of her time making clothes. One who proudly makes folders filled with Carlos’ grades and framed his report cards. And when he’s older and becomes a famous inventor, she proudly states how he’s her son and has a room in Hell Hall dedicated to all of his awards.

The Evil Queen’s makeup line blossomed partnering with Evie4Hearts more often than not. Her makeup was a big hit in Snow White’s kingdom. Diamond stood by her mentors’ side and continued to create makeup while her brother spent all of his time preparing to become King of Wonderland. Grimhilde encouraged both of her girls’ to go for the dreams and apologized to Evie for put finding a prince over her own wellbeing.

No one ever knew what was written in that letter from Jafar but Aladdin and Jasmine. But whatever it was, the city of Agrabah prospered and eventually became one of Jafar’s biggest suppliers. Jay also spent whatever time on the downside to work at his dad’s shop this time not having to worry about whose he’s going to steal from that day. Aziz even coming over to help with store. Jay and Jafar have serious conversations about Jay’s health and Jafar listens intently to Jay discussing his struggle with sports and some of the plays. Jafar giving advice to Jay after he got a rundown of everything. Helping Jay control his powers and letting him know that Jay may have been raised a villain, but he was not his father so just because he had powers didn’t mean that he was going to become evil. Giving Jay a locket with a picture of baby Jay and his mother on the inside and holding his son as he breaks down and cry.

Faline had slowly fallen in love with Harry as time moved on and her heart stopped breaking every time she saw Carlos and Jane. Though despite her feelings and how hard her heart hurt, she was there the day Jane broke up with Carlos. She had always been one of his shoulders to cry on and she would continue to be so no matter how hard she was hurting. The night they fell back into bed with each other, she waited until he was sleep before leaving to go cry in peace because she knew he didn’t sleep with her for love. He slept with her to get his mind off of Jane and she loved him so much that she let him. They continued on for a short while before she pulled away and buried herself into work until the day Harry found her slump over her desk sleep and constantly appearing and disappearing. He took to getting some of her workload done so she wouldn’t be so stressed and when Harry gave her an uncharacteristic shy smile, Faline could only think Oh, Diablo as she realized that she had started to fall in love with the pirate.

Faline watched with tears in her eyes as some of the munchkins on the Isle went on to become doctors, lawyers, designers, makeup artists but never forgot about where they came from. Ben writing over Queenship to Faline over the Isle and she rules her land with Spade, Diamond, Anthony, Uma, Harry, Diego, Hadie, and Madeline at her side. Keeping a strong alliance with Auradon and writing the Isle of Doom off to Mal.

Diamond, Spade, Anthony, and Faline shared proud smiles as the realized they completed their goal. They made the Isle better from the inside out and it was more beautiful than any outside help could’ve ever imagined.

#nothing else matters #Carlos De Vil #carlos de vil imagines #carlos x faline #carlos de vil x oc

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By the grace of the fire and the flames You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins

Heather’s Top 25 38 Songs of 2017!

saturn — sleeping at last // run baby run — the rigs // the brothel (lidolido remix) — susanne sundfør // can’t pretend — tom odell // capsize — frenship // undiscovered first — feist // feeling good (bassnectar remix) — nina simone // kings — tribe society // river — bishop // human — rag’n’bone man // believer — imagine dragons // feel it still — portugal. the man // girl, you’ll be a woman soon — rafferty // wise enough — lamb // say you’ll be there — MØ // holiest — glass animals // the greatest — sia // bogeyman — johnny hollow // to be human — sia // strangers — halsey // cities in dust — everlove // history — monakr // messiah — prides // i shall rise — karen o // in the sea — ingrid michaelson // i put a spell on you — annie lennox // personal yeezus — chambaland // gold — imagine dragons // which witch — florence & the machine // thunder — imagine dragons // take me to church — hozier // trouble — valerie broussard // pure feeling — florence & the machine // battle royale — apashe // i may fall — casey williams // not today — bts // is this love — the governors // sweet dreams — mark hadley ft. dresage

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So, the thing is, this mix was originally a whopping 262 songs. That’s 17 hours of delving into my headspace. I know this because the mix in full can be found on spotify, for those adventurous enough. By the end of the year, there may even be more!

The original 200+ can also be found in month format, for those that don’t feel like dealing with... all that. I’m actually a little sad that I don’t get to talk about every single one of them, though I’m sure it would have gotten tedious in the end.

i. saturn || sleeping at last I’d give anything to hear You say it one more time, That the universe was made Just to be seen by my eyes.

This was, according to my last.fm data, my second most played song of 2017. Well, third if we count the song that racked up 10,000 plays because I left it looping on my computer for a week. Whoops. These first four songs on this mix are my Mcshep songs. But also, Sleeping At Last is lovely. There’s several other songs by them on the full mix, but this one is by far my favorite. ii. run baby run || the rigs So wait, keep your heart inside My hands won't keep it safe I'll just feed on dreams & smile as hope slowly dies.

And here we have my most played song of 2017, which I’ve basically been listening to nonstop ever since I discovered @randommindtime‘s Mcshep fanvid. It is absolutely earthshaking, entirely haunting, and just all around a beautiful song that describes John Sheppard and all of his issues to a T.

iii. the brothel (lidolido remix) || susanne sundfør We are ruins within ruins On every corner a gladiator is begging for another century

I’m not sure why this is such a Mcshep song in my mind since I first discovered it as part of a really ridiculously awesome X-Files vid, but my guess is it got thrown into a playlist between two Mcshep songs and was forever that in my head. Fun fact, I only recently, when making the spotify version of this playlist, listened to the original version of the song. iv. can’t pretend || tom odell Oh, feel our bodies grow, And our souls they blend. This song is the only song that has made it onto all three of my year-in-review mixes. I originally found it in 2015 as part of a Bioshock vid and then last year I rediscovered it in the form of @randommindtime‘s other amazing Mcshep vid. And honestly? I haven’t stopped listening to it since. I have no doubt that it’ll be on 2018′s mix as well. v. capsize || frenship Capsize, I'm first in the water Too close to the bottom I'm right back where I started Said I'm fine I found this song through either a Stydia or a Sterek gifset. I’m like... 90% sure that it was Stydia, because it was around the time that season... 6? came out? Whichever one that Stiles is taken in, and thematically it works pretty well for it. But, I’m equally sure I’ve seen a Sterek gifset for the same song. Whatever. It’s pretty and I like it. vi. undiscovered first || feist The height and the breadth, is it wrong to want more?

Gosh. Okay. So, Legion. Mindfuckery of a show that can basically be summed up in words like “acid trip” and “dance numbers?” and “omg aubrey plaza.” It was brilliant and horrifying and really, really cool. But what’s more, it had the best fucking music. The 8tracks version of the mix only has two songs from the show, but the full mix on spotify has six or seven. vii. feeling good (bassnectar remix) || nina simone It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me And I'm feelin' good

This was the second song that I found through Legion. I mean, I’d heard the song before, but holy fucking shit. Like, I knew that I was attracted to Aubrey Plaza, but there’s every other character she’s ever played, and then there’s this role.

viii. kings || tribe society Lost in the world full of nonbelievers Searching for smoke in a stillwater pond A nothing king, they called a dreamer This is my life and I call it a song This and the next song I actually found because I had queued up feeling good on youtube while driving home from my friend’s house after watching that particular episode of legion, and youtube did that thing where it automatically queued up music afterwards? Only I lucked out that night, because the next six or seven songs were absolutely amazing. This was my favorite of those songs and quickly became my Horizon Zero Dawn theme song. ix. river || bishop Can't change the way we are One kiss away from killing

Another of the songs that I found that night! This one also got a lot of play while playing Horizon Zero Dawn. x. human || rag’n’bone man 'Cause I'm no prophet or messiah You should go looking somewhere higher This song I’d originally found through the Mass Effect Andromeda trailer but it quickly became a favorite of mine. xi. believer || imagine dragons By the grace of the fire and the flames You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins Even though this song has been in basically every fanvid since it came out, this was also solidly a Mass Effect Andromeda song for me, since I listened to it a bunch when I was playing the game. It’s one of the songs that I actually don’t mind coming on at work. xii. feel it still || portugal. the man Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now I been feeling it since 1966, now

I actually found this song before it got popular! The first time that it played at work/on the radio I was blown away, but I think the first time I’d heard it was on American Gods? At least I found it when I was watching the show. xiii. girl, you’ll be a woman soon || rafferty Well, I finally found what I've been looking for But if they get a chance they'll end it for sure Okay, so for anyone who is paying attention to this who lives in Columbus, I get my hair done at Virtue Salon, which is basically the best salon in the entire world. Even if you don’t live in Columbus, click on that link. Look at those pictures and tell me that isn’t the most adorable salon in the entire world. They have the best playlists every time I go in, and though I am not super fond of some of the lyrics to this song, I really love the slow croonyness to it. That was a really great day. xiv. wise enough || lamb I had a dream that all of time was running dry And life was like a comet falling from the sky I woke so frightened in the dawning, oh, so clear How precious is the time we have here

I first heard this song on the second season of Sense8 and I was struck by just how damn beautiful it is. It almost didn’t make this final list, but in the end I couldn’t count it out. xv. say you’ll be there || mo Any fool can see they're falling, gotta make you understand I'll give you everything on this I swear Just promise you'll always be there

I don’t actually remember what fanmix I originally found this on, but I remember that I was at the intersection of Clime and Harrisburg-Pike just outside the fire station when I realized that it was a gentle, gorgeous cover of a Spice Girls song and basically fell immediately in love. xvi. holiest || glass animals Yeah, you're the holiest, holiest thing I know This song I found as part of this mix, which is basically a young holy lovers mix and just. has so much quality music. But this song was the first that really made me start looking at Glass Animals. I’d heard some of their stuff before, but never when I was paying attention, not enough for me to decide if I liked them or not. Up until the last month or so, this was my top played track. xvii. the greatest || sia Don't give up, I won't give up Don't give up, no no no

Yeah, there’s no story here. I just really like Sia. xviii. bogeyman || johnny hollow And now I'm dancing for the doomed and the damned And I'm advancing unassumed with dirty hands

Someone I follow on tumblr had reblogged this song back in the spring-summer months when I was feeling very aggressively reylo, and I just. I really like that fairytale where the innocent girl grows up and eats the monster. It’s a favorite of mine and part of the reason that I like pairings like reylo and darklina. xix. to be human || sia And what's the point of knowin' it If you can't change it?

This song came on at the end of Wonder Woman and I made my friend Alex wait until I’d listened to it before I let him leave the theater. I fell pretty rapidly in love with it. xx. strangers || halsey We're not lovers, we're just strangers With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all I won’t say that this is my favorite song off of Halsey’s new album, because that goes to Mourning, but it is the song that I listened to most. I’ve been toying with the idea of an original novel since around the time the album came out, and this song came on while I was plotting some of it out in my head. I really hope I end up writing it. xxi. cities in dust || everlove Your former glories and all the stories Dragged and washed with eager hands But oh, your city lies in dust, my friend I think the first time that I heard this cover it was when I discovered this mix back in 2015. It was a mix for Holland from the Darker Shade of Magic series, but I ended up going back and listening to the mix again while I was reading the third book in the series. While driving to work one day, I realized how utterly perfect it was for Dishonored, and basically compiled my mix, the salt water sting, over the course of that day.

xxii. history || monakr Oh… when they write of us in history lauded only for our victory They don't never tell, never fail to tell They don't ever tell Oh…. other side in history

So, back in the summer I read Hermione Granger's Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run, and it was absolutely fantastic. But in my humble opinion, the soundtrack that I discovered was somehow even better. I had to limit myself to only two songs from it on here, but a good half of them are on the spotify version.

xxiii. messiah || prides You don't have to lock the door I don't live there anymore.

This is the second song that I chose from that playlist, mostly because it ended up being the lucky track that had an extra play.

xxiv. i shall rise || karen o They'll know my name When they've forgotten all about you

I found this song well before I actually started regularly listening to it, and it ended up getting played around the time that I was mining for Dishonored songs for that mix, and those lyrics just called to me. Also, y’know, it’s a really great song. xxv. in the sea || ingrid michaelson No no don't rescue me I like the salt water sting

Another Dishonored song, this was obviously the song - and line - that gave me the title for the mix itself. I think I’d originally heard it as part of a Jaspis mix. xxvi. i put a spell on you || annie lennox I put a spell on you Because you're mine Okay, but this song in Annie Lennox’s smokey gorgeous voice just made me think of gay woodland witches and it was one of the best discoveries of 2017. xxvii. personal yeezus || chambaland Baby we livin' in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it

Okay, so let’s talk about Atomic Blonde. It wasn’t the best movie I’ve seen this year, but it appealed to a very visceral, gay part of me and ever since I saw this trailer I was basically in love. I’m sorry, but if you weren’t at least a little gay before watching Charlize Theron have a torrid love affair with Sofia Boutella while simultaneously kicking ass and taking names... you will be.

xxviii. gold | imagine dragons Statues and empires are all at your hands, Water to wine and the finest of sands. When all that you have's turning stale and it's cold, Oh, you'll no longer feel when your heart's turned to gold. I... don’t remember when I first listened to this. I think it was at work? But I saw some really good fanvids, and honestly? I should probably just admit at this point that I just love everything that Imagine Dragons comes out with.

xxix. which witch | florence & the machine Who's a heretic, child? Can you make it stick, now that I'm on trial

I am like 500% sure that I fell in love with this song because @kaikamahine said something about it, because I first started listening to it around the time that I realized Fantastic Beasts had a fandom.

xxx. thunder | imagine dragons Just a young gun with a quick fuse I was uptight, wanna let loose I was dreaming of bigger things And wanna leave my old life behind

Yeah, I just liked it. Also, there have been some really awesome Thor vids to this since Ragnarok came out.

xxxi. take me to church | hozier Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life

I wasn’t actually sure that I still listened to this often enough to add it, but last.fm tells me that it’s my fourth most played song. I mean, it’s a great song, and you can be damn sure that if in a twist of fate Hozier releases an album next year, every single one of those songs will be on the 2018 mix, but it has been a bit.

xxxii. trouble | valerie broussard Dangerously having the time of our lives These boys are just poisonous thorns in our sides Starting fires wherever we go Watching em gamble everything they own I’m just going to direct you to this animation and wail about Six of Crows a lot. Weirdly enough, I think I actually prefer the unfinished version of it. Some bits hadn’t been added yet, but I really love the grittiness of it.

xxxiii. pure feeling | florence & the machine Those strangers carry me I'm lost; they're finding me I... don’t actually remember where I found this one. It probably has to do with @kaikamahine. Either way, I have listened to it A LOT.

xxxiv. battle royale | apashe Work on 'em put a little work on 'em Trigger finger in the air I put a little dirt on 'em

This song is stupid awesome to blare while driving home from work a little fast at 2 in the morning. Also, y’know, it’s just great in general. See, Steve Rogers agrees. Also, oh my gosh, there’s a new Black Panther one.

xxxv. i may fall | casey williams There's a place where we'll stand outnumbered Where the wolves and the soulless will rise In the time of our final moments Every dream dies

So, sometime in the last few months I let my roommate talk me into watching RWBY. I’ve been less than interested in the past because I’m an animation snob and I just... couldn’t. But I marathoned the whole series in like a week. There were three songs that stood out to me, but this song is actually the one that made me finally break down and give it a chance.

xxxvi. not today | bts All the underdogs in the world A day may come when we lose But it is not today Today we fight!

SCREECHING NOISES. MORE SCREECHING NOISES. I’m sorry, but it has to have become apparent by now that my musical tastes are influenced almost entirely by fandom, but fanvids in particular. This song is the BEST pump up song that I’ve found in years.

xxxvii. is this love | the governors Did you think this was love Is love a future of your kind Don't you think I would mind If I would wasted all my time I can't love if you lie This song. Made my year. It’s dark and sexy and a little fucked up, and came around when I was in the middle of reading the Grisha Trilogy and struggling with just how hard Darklina was hitting on every single one of my kinks.

xxxviii. sweet dreams | mark hadley ft. dresage I travel the world And the seven seas, Everybody's looking for something.

This cover came out as part of the Wrinkle In Time trailer and I fell really, stupidly in love. This was actually a last minute addition, because I couldn’t stand it not being on here.

#fuck yeah fanmixes #2017 #year in music

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