#IT WILL BE SO OOC ON AUDREY’S PART

[zero-braincells-left]

you guys don’t UNDERSTAND. i am one insane (divine) vision away from making the worst, most self-indulgent fic ever.

let’s just say. The descendants brainrot is getting to me.

problems with this are Ive ONLY watched the first movie, I don’t even remember it, and all my ideas on the character and plots are from the stage musical version

additional problem. my character of choice to be insane about . Is Chad Charming.

im pretty sure his relationship with audrey ends up not. Idk. In l8r movies. But I don’t give a fuck. one of these days im going to finally crack and write the worlds most self indulgent, out of character (for everyone involved) fic about asexual chad 🙏

[charaznablescanontoyota]

Clowne [out of character]: Trish, full Pepe Silvia pose at this point, draws like another arrow from, like, Audrey and Mob and her - uh, from her to Shadow, and then from Audrey and Mob to Al, and then writes "Fullmetal Alchemist" notably in a slightly different format, or like, font than how Shadow the Hedgehog wrote it.

[Cast laughing.]

Clowne [ooc]: And then just draws a line there, and she's like:

Trish: So I think, from our perspective, your timeline is fict...ion...al?

Alphonse: I don't -

Trish: Perhaps.

Alphonse: I don't know why everyone keeps writing "Fullmetal Alchemist", like, that's just my brother's legal title.

Shadow: No, that's the name of the show.

Trish [overlapping]: I don't know why they keep saying it.

Shigeo: That's the name of the show! I've seen that logo -

Alphonse: It's the FUCKING WHAT?

Shadow: I was SAYING you were -

Shigeo [overlapping]: I've seen that logo on a bag of chips! I keep talking about the chips!

Shadow: Oh my - wait - Al doesn't know what culture is. Um - when I was saying "the thing we're from", I was implying that we're all from shows, or games.

Mob [overlapping]: Like books, Al.

Alphonse [overlapping]: No, no, no, no, no. I understood that part. I know what a fucking book is. They named it after HIM?

[Cast laughing.]

Alphonse: Are you fucking kidding me?

Shadow: Another side character! Audrey, there's dozens of us!

[starssaroundmyscarssblog]

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 (part one)

pairing: teen!noel gallagher x fem!oc

summary: noel's going nowhere, and fern's going everywhere

word count: 2.2k

warnings: mentions of drugs, smoking, swearing (possible ooc noel but i wanted to write a soft lil' teen fic 😩)

PART TWO IS HERE

it had hardly been in fern's nature to do anything other than keep her nose close to the grindstone in the run up to her a-level exams, so when noel knocked on her bedroom door one evening proudly announcing that he was done with his qualifications at the tech college it was fair to say she'd fallen silent.

the crackling of her record player and the subsequent crooning of john lennon was all that could be heard in the room, fern eventually breaking and laughing at noel as he pushed open the door further to cross the threshold of her room. "what ya laughin' for?" he questioned, taking a ball-point pen out of a pot kept on the desk and balancing it on the tip of his finger whilst he waited for an answer.

"because i assume you're joking." fern retorted, glancing at him from over her shoulder before returning to scribbling away at her flashcards. when there came no responce, and noel had fallen uncharacteristically silent, her hopes plummeted. "oh, noel, you haven't."

his sheepish smile gave him away instantly.

instantly, she had snatched the pen away. "what were you thinking?" noel had moved away from hovering near her desk and instead used two fingers to peer out of the curtains. the window in fern's room backed onto the large garden, and if you tilted your head at just the right angle the city-scape of greater manchester hoved into view. from the large suburban houses and roads worlds away from burnage, noel saw that between the pair of them only fern had a permanent ticket out.

after thinking, all he could muster up was "dunno."

"you've only been there for two weeks. you're lucky they let you onto the course - you applied three months late and you got expelled from school before you could take your exams."

"don't make me feel worse, fern." he groaned, falling backwards onto the ottoman at the foot of the bed. reluctantly, fern tore herself away from her revision and tucked it all away again so she could sit next to him. "i bet your mum went ballistic."

"yeah."

even the way she spoke was different - not once would she shorten a word for the sake of a mancunian dialect, something she tried and succeeded at after winning a scholarship for one of the grammar schools in order to 'fit in'. privately educated girls and secondary-school dropouts weren't meant to fit together on paper, yet fern and noel did. they met accidentally, whilst she was working part-time in a record shop and they'd gotten to talking.

"still, r'kid thought it was hilarious. nearly pissed 'imself laughin' i think."

they sat in silence for a few moments, until the call of fern's mum broached the peace of the room. "fernie, tea's on the table." she waited patiently at the foot of the stairs until the pair of teenagers descended the stairs into the hallway. "staying for tea, noel?" she questioned.

fern and noel acted in routine, him pulling out the plates and her extracting the cutlery from the draw before trooping into the dining room. "hiya, audrey. if tha's not a bother." it wasn't, he just asked out of courtesy because that's what his mum had taught him. more often than not, noel would stay for tea or if they'd eaten audrey was more than happy to put something into the oven for him.

they sat around the dinner table, fern's dad at the head eventually putting his newspaper away to ask her about her day. then he moved onto noel as if it was second nature to do so - the boy even had his own designated seat at the table. "alrigh', mr gibson. n'owt interesting me at the moment, so i-"

fern kicked him under the table, catching his eye in warning. mr gibson looked at him expectantly, patiently waiting for a continuation of the answer. "-decided to give it a week or two more. y'know, see how it goes."

this received a nod in approval. "good lad."

there was the sound of cutlery scrapping on china plates as the four sat around the table finishing their food, fern and noel finishing in synchronisation before getting permission to leave the table.

if he was at home, liam would have said something he thought to be comical within five minutes of sitting down to eat, and noel would have left the table in a huff to dig out a spliff from a pocket of a strewn-somewhere jacket. at fern's house he abided by the rules of matriarch audrey gibson, where correct manners were used at the table and teenagers didn't go about declaring they'd quit college and were relying on music-making to provide them a stable ground for the future.

after climbing up the stairs and re-entering her bedroom, noel beelined for her shelf full of records and mixtapes whilst fern made herself comfortable at her desk again. "hey, where'd all the singles go- fuck me. you're not revising again are ya?"

"test tomorrow. that cow jessica thinks she can get through the whole thing without an ounce of revision. i'm trying to prove her wrong."

"by constantly revisin'?"

"she doesn't have to know that." they stared at each other for a few tension-filled moments, fern daring him to question her logic with her glare. noel held his hands up in a motion of concede, turning his attention back to the records organised perfectly on the shelf. "ye' know you don't have to revise tha' much. i'm sure you could do it without."

"i don't think i should be taking academic advice from you, noel, no offence."

he sighed, tried to take offence as he lay down on the freshly washed sheets of her bed, and found he couldn't. watching her scrawling away at her revision, textbooks and wider reading strewn about around her all over the desk as she tried to absorb the written word on each individual page. fern's shoulder's hunched upwards in focus, vaguely aware of noel flicking through a book left on her bedside table before twiddling his thumbs, restless. "give 'em to me, then you loon."

"what?"

"them cards. i'll test ya, see how yer doin' an all tha'."

fern could hardly believe what she was hearing. more often than not, noel would catch the train for the hour-long journey from burnage to hale without paying for a ticket just to get a change of scenery from the council estate and liam's nagging. sometimes, he'd stand by the window and try to light a cigarette without getting any of the ash onto the windowsill. fern would chastise him, but eventually join him and the pair of them would lean against the window passing a marlboro between them.

"yeah. you'll get good grades and piss off down south for uni - you'll go everywhere and i'll hold down the fort in burnage. always meant to be that way, since ye won tha' scholarship to a school for posh twats."

"you're going everywhere too, noel. i know it. no-one writes songs as good as yours and stays in a council estate while living on the dole their whole life. something good'll come along, you wait."

noel stared at her, watched her move around the room before settling herself along the foot of the bed, laying her head on his stomach. "you're a sop."

"i thought you were helping me." fern handed noel her stack of flashcards, patiently waiting for him to read out questions about thomas cromwell's reformation and katherine howard's promiscuity, her essay about cardinal wolsey abandoned half-completed on the desk. "obviously they're purple."

the two of them sat like that for two hours, not registering that the record player had stopped spinning only twenty minutes into the constant firing of question and answer nor noticing when audrey poked her head into the door to supply them with two mugs of tea (lots of milk and one spoon of sugar for fern, black and the tea bag still steaming for noel) whilst her daughter was busy working her way through more and more questions.

steadfast darkness had fallen by the time they'd finished, fern passing over a new stack as soon an noel thought he was finished. she was rubbing at her eyes as she glanced to the clock - 10pm. "bollocks, you'd better go. your mum'll go mad if you're not back soon."

"trains won't be runnin' this time of night, love." he only ever called her that on nights where the two of them knew he'd be spending the night. "and i won't let you drive me in the dark - mam'll kill me if she knew i'd left you to drive home alone at this time of night."

"alright. i'll go and let mum know."

slowly, fern padded down the stairs leaving noel to get changed into some clothes he always kept in a draw somewhere in her room, popping her head in through the door of the living room. her mum and dad were settled together on the sofa watching the tele, the latest episode of 'emmerdale' flickering from the screen. her dad held a shallow glass of brandy in his hand, her mum a small glass of wine. "everything okay up there, fernie? you two were very quiet when i popped up to check on you both."

"yeah, everything's fine. i was revising for that test tomorrow and noel was helping me. and by the way, he's going to stay over tonight - the trains have stopped and you know what he's like with me driving in the dark." she shrugged, leaning on the door as it swung forwards to peck her dad on the balding patch at the crown of his head. "alright, lovey. don't forget to ring peggy and leave the door open. i don't want to walk in on you two-"

she cut him off immediately, "yes, thank you daddy... oh. look what the cat dragged in!" fern immedietely bounded over to the window, where her small grey cat was clawing at the glass panes. she cracked them open slightly, enough room for him to slink in, a quivering door-mouse clamped between his sharp teeth. "you little assassin." she muttered close to his ear, holding the rodent in the palm of her hand and opening the front door to settle him under a bush on the driveway before heading back inside, taking the feline from her mum waiting in the doorway. "night, mum."

as fern walked across the landing upstairs, she stopped en-route to her bedroom to grab a fresh pair of pyjamas out of the airing cupboard and darted into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. she exited the tiled room, padded the few remaining steps to her bedroom door and pushed it open by the toe of her slipper with the small grey cat still in her arms.

when she stuck her head round the door, felix wrangled against her arms and eventually set himself free from the warm confines of fern's hold, and began to paw against noel's chest from where he was lying down in the middle of the bed. absently, he lifted his fingers up to scratch the cat behind the ears. "mum says you can use the phone to call home, and dad wants us to leave the door open."

noel turned his head, "used the one on the landing, mam sort of assumed i'd be here. better than her thinkin' i'm out with me mates from down at college."

they lay on the bed in silence, noel eventually stretching his arm out to allow fern to roll into his side. "what are you going to do now you've dropped the course?"

"was wonderin' how long it would be until you asked that question."

fern looked up at him expectantly. "if you don't know it's alright. i still don't know what i want to be."

he pressed a light, awkward kiss to her head and reached into the pocket of his jacket tossed over the back of her desk chair. noel produced a packet of cigarettes and his lighter, flicking the box open to pull one out with his teeth. the lighter clicked until it produced a flame, and he pointed it towards the end of the cigarette - took a long drag before settling further back onto the pillows on the bed. "it don't matter if you don't know what you wanna be. you can go to uni and get a degree then work for some posh toff at a publishing house in london or edinburgh."

"what will you do?"

"i don't know. probably end up the same as every other burnage kid. on the dole, a dad at twenty and a drinking problem." at fern's wide, shocked stare, he smiled at the corners of his lips. "only joking. r'kid will have definitely knocked up some bird by that age, though. i'll probably try and get some gigs roadying if i can. just to keep me busy n'all that."

"you should be playing those guitars instead of warming them up for someone else if what you've let me hear is anything to judge by. playing and writing. but for the meantime, stay out of trouble and wait for me after school every once in a while?"

he truly smiled then, in the dark and towards the ceiling so she couldn't see. out of the corner of his eye, noel could see that fern had shut the door upon her return. his fingers tapped out the cigarette in to a burnt out candle against which he crushed the stub with his fingertips. then he titled his head enough to press gentle kisses that held more confidence against her jawline and down the delicate column of her neck. between ministrations he spoke, "if i do that, the lads'll think i've gone soft for my posh bird."

"and have you?"

"maybe."

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[bourbon-ontherocks]

unfortunately all of [gros canard]’s scenes (in this ep at least) are tainted by his turning violent during that one interrogation. it’s like they flipped a switch without a warning. et on tombe dans la caricature, comme tu disais… I knew they didn’t make david’s character sharper than your average suspect for nothing, and I figured it was for the dinner party, but turns out they were just setting him up to be the perfect outlet for anger and jealousy--il fallait un mec à l’air coupable et capable de balader la police. which makes it really hard to pretend that scene was simply some bad, ooc writing. (could’ve been different if there had been amends of some sort afterwards, when the guy is released… and tbh céline should’ve suspended him for real) bref roxane called it, [gros canard] est un flic border 🤷

now everything he does or says, I’m just like… yeah. wouldn’t expect any less from a grade A scumbag. and the GALL to stare at morgane and the end and leave without a word, as if to say ~you’re dangerous and I’m removing myself from the situation? that’s ice cold. and buddy, you’re the dangerous one here, if you can’t be normal around your crush or your antagonist of the day then take a fucking hike. 😡 pardon mais ça me débecte tellement cette fin ! I feel bitter. anyway. rant over.

(je note au passage que c’est la 2e fois que morgane se fait ~quitter dans cet épi 🥲)

Okay. So now we're getting to the unfunny part, and while I definitely didn't like this scene either, it might be for different reasons, or at least for me it didn't paint the rest of the episode as bleak as it did for you 😨

So. Adam's outburst of violence this ep felt clearly ooc, I agree, and especially considering what we've been given so far re his behaviour at work and in general. However, I gave it a lot of thought, and while it definitely does not add up with the image we have of him, it might not be *so* OOC from the show's point of view. After all, we've already seen Adam doing ooc stuff out of the blue, starting with kissing Morgane at the end of 208, and perhaps he's one of these people who bottle up their feelings and are in control 99% of the time but just happen to ~snap once in a while.

In that regard, his snapping after days of anger and jealousy (that he's unaware of) slowly building up makes sense, although not necessarily in the way they set it up, and not to such a dramatic extent. I'm not excusing him for what he did, just saying that from a characterization point of view, it *can* tie up not so terribly.

Now my problem with that scene has more to do with its setup than whether or not it makes Adam less likable. This was a textbook example of police brutality over an innocent Black suspect, guided by personal motives, but was never addressed as such. If the show was actually trying to make an extremely disturbing statement, they wouldn't have done better. I mean, Adam could have fought David during the dinner party for instance, it wouldn't have changed his own jealousy arc, but that would have made things much more palatable imo than him attacking his antagonist while on duty and during an interrogation.

In a more general way, I feel like the show has flipped a switch regarding violence and action this season that wasn't really called for. We went from des enquêtes pépouzes in early seasons to hostage situations where guns fire (depuis quand c'est la PJ qui gère ça d'ailleurs ? Il y a pas des équipes spécialisées ?), and I've never seen Adam's weapon more than during this season, so I guess this is all part of a more global agenda of darkening the show and the characters (I bet Audrey is missing her Engrenages era... But at least they had the decency to film police brutality in a smarter way back then 🥲)

Ngl, it makes me sad that you're now calling Adam a grade A scumbag 😭 I'm not gonna say he's got excuses for acting like he did, and like I said before his characterization this season is terribly written, but also I get where he comes from even though he's clearly hit rock bottom this episode... I mean, had he been a tad more self-aware these past 4 eps, we wouldn't have had to endure his surprised Pikachu beardless face upon discovering that Morgane dating someone else actually hurts him, nor would he have acted like a complete asshole. Sigh. What I'm trying to say is that for me this was more of a one-time fall, no matter how despicable he got, rather than a complete redefinition of who he is. At least I want to believe in that 🥲 (and send him to an anger management support group asap 😅) even though violence, possessiveness and jealousy are massive red flags imo 💔😰

I'm going to assume that his entire personality and set of, you know, human skills, was actually stored in the beard, because now that I'm thinking about it, it's mostly in the beardless episodes that he's acting nonsensically... Please Beardie come back! 🥹 Oh and I agree with you that Céline should have gotten him suspended! 100%! That's time-out for grownups and it would definitely have done him some good lol!

Now for this final scene of silent treatment with Morgane, I have a slightly different interpretation? At this point in the ep, Adam has gotten uncontrollable, violent, angry, and Céline rightfully reminded him that this is not the kind of behavior she wants to see in the team. I think it's the turning point when he finally connects the dots and realizes where all this rage comes from. He's finally admitting that he has feelings for Morgane (hence the 'we need to talk' to Roxane -> just saying, but if he dumps her next Thursday he'll definitely be the biggest asshole in the history of assholiness btw), but since he's still down that jerkland rock bottom, he puts it on her. He's sort of mad at her that she made him catch feelings that are clearly ruining his perfectly rounded little life, and that's, imo, the reason for his silence and closed face, and while that's still not cool, it's not exactly the same as the way you interpreted it.

Now, this will be a hit or miss, but there's a fic out there that actually explores Adam's violence during this ep by making it worse, and while it is based on this ooc premise of a scene, the execution actually makes a lot of sense and brings an interesting light to his characterization (also it is resolved in an extremely satisfying way lol), so perhaps it will be a cathartic read for you, idk! Anyway if you're interested, it's Rouge by PlumeDeChien

This post got super long so I'll spill over the next one to talk about Morgane's break up, okay bye!

[skidrowflorist]

ooc;; thinking wretched, angsty little orin and audrey thoughts.... this song itself is way too dark and alt for audrey but listen, the lyrics of emma ruth rundle's "protection" are KILLING me right now!!!!

Oh heaven sends him down to me And he’s got everything I'll ever need Just for sixteen days, I let him tie down The frailest part of my body I am small but in your arms You are colder in your heart I am worthless in your arms But you offer this protection no one else has given me

buddy i am gonna lose it! i am gonna freak! i am so far from the handle right now! some might even say flying off of it!! posting full lyrics under the cut for anyone who wants to have a BAD TIME 💙

Oh heaven sends him down to me And he’s got everything I'll ever need Just for sixteen days, I let him tie down The frailest part of my body I am small but in your arms You are colder in your heart I am worthless in your arms But you offer this protection no one else has given me You just keep talking down to me Taking all of my hair pulled back I gave him sixteen days I let him choke out the frailest part of my body I am small but in your arms You are colder in your heart I am worthless in your arms But you offer this protection no one else has given me Hush now, here there is no trouble Quiet down, you know that I have got you But I'm spinning out into a bottle Where’s my connection to you? It’s my protection I am small but in your arms You are colder in your heart I am worthless in your arms But you offer this protection no one else has given me

[saetoru]

aGHHHH THE ONE SENTENCE PROMPTS W A MILLION CHARACTERS GET ME SO PEEVED

(also hi tee heehee hru🩷)

AUDREY MY SWEET ANGEL I MISSED YOU SO MUCH i’m good !! how have you been !! BJT THE ONE SENTENCE W 727347 CHARAS ALSO IRRITATE ME most of the time the worst part is that they’re so boring and ooc it’s not even at least accurate even if short and pointless

[aquaaquila]

She was grounded, not banned from a ball. And if Ella is willing to do anything for those she loves as she states in "get your hands dirty", she would go to the ball regardless of the ban for Bridget's sake. There is a set up and there is a pay-off, it's just not as satisfying and you're looking at this point at stereotype of subverting expectations, where's satisfaction in that? Nothing new is happening because we are in the past. The very thing that is new is prank not happening and Bridget and Ella meeting two girls that soon will look like their daughters.

We're not supposed to witness the prank, we're supposed to prevent it long before it happens. We didn't came here to dance. And Chloe explains perfectly: without the book, the very prank that traumatised Brudget won't happen, so no point in wasting their time in the past anymore.

My bad, missed that part, got distracted + I already seen too many "Ella did it", so a force of habit. And Ella did hurt Bridget but once again, it was not the prank that was an issue. Bridget said herself "stupid I would forgive". Like seriously, no prank that ELLA would pull be anything serious as Ella would not hurt her best friend, and even if it do south, Ella would apologize profusely and Bridget would forgive as mistakes happen, even Bridget said she once mate gingerbread people that bite. So no, narratively it doesn't make sense since Ella is too close to bother doing harm to Bridget. The only way she hurt is by "abandoning" her which really can tie back to "must be home before midnight". Making a character act OOC to make plot work does not serve narrative. And mind you, Ella is kind, but not necessarily nice. There's a difference between the two and while Ella acts kindly towards Chloe in the past, she also does give her attitude due to Chloe's privilege, which isn't exactly "nice". So Chloe already has a reality check that morality isn't simple.

Honestly about no. ASTV still has clear lose threads whereas D4 achieved its initial goal. The point of the movie was to change the past and change the heart of Bridget. Consequences of such actions were not part of the narrative. If QoH remained unchanged, there would be zero payoff. If the future is however too different then there's also no real payoff. The movie ended with its objective, QoH remained sweet and that's what mattered to the plot.

Or maybe you expected something else?

It isn't. We didn't saw how Maleficent grew into a villain in the first film while arguing with her mother in spite of being told as such in Evil Like Me. We were never told how Mal figured out Hades is her dad. The characters have their lives outside of the movie and we as the fan base should have a chance to imagine what happens outside of the focus of the camera. Like seriously, we literally have Audrey singing in D3 "there's nothing to lose when you're lonely and friendless" and it's not as if we saw how exactly Audrey became friendless but saud motivation did reasonate with people because being alone can hurt a lot and Bridget was alone and bitter for 40 years. And said dance number also included VKs dancing along, in musicals you dance with anyone regardless who they are. Said number is introduction to the world through Bridget's rose-tinted glasses.

The movie was still released and for all we know that's all we have. As life sometimes is unfair and Disney likes to cancel nice things if they don't do right by the executives. The movie can be said is more complete because sequel just may not be guaranteed, so good the story at least has some resolution that Red achieved her goal of this movie.

Descendants: The Rise of Red is kind of a bizarre movie to talk about critically because, imo, it almost doesn't make sense to talk about it in the usual terms of good vs bad or enjoyable vs not enjoyable when the way more obvious tension is finished vs unfinished.

Because, more than any other movie I've ever seen, it does *not* read as a full movie. And I don't mean in a "this movie has a cliffhanger" kind of way. The Empire Strikes Back and Across the Spiderverse fit that description. They end on big dramatic cliffhangers that point to a resolution in the third installment.

But Rise of Red just sets all this stuff up and then...ends without concluding anything. It doesn't feel like the first movie in a trilogy (or duology). It feels like the first act of a two-act musical. It very specifically reminds me of the end of the first act of Into the Woods where all the main characters sing the song Ever After about how they all fixed their problems with magic and nothing bad will ever happen to them again and then the narrator ominously says "To be continued" before the curtain drops. But in Into the Woods you know there's a second act and this movie wasn't sold as the first act of a bigger story. Like sure, it has the, "You didn't think this was the end" tag at the end like all the other movies, but those movies were complete, self-contained stories even though they had sequels. This was NOT a full story. It's half of one story.

Like, if we're supposed to take this as a full story, there are so many bizarre choices:

Why did they make sure to mention that Cinderella and Charming fell in love at the ball at the top if it wasn't meant to set up Back to the Future style, "Oh no, I accidentally got my mom banned from the ball so she's not gonna fall in love with Dad and I won't be born" shenanigans?

Why did Maddox very pointedly have that bit about "you could lose your mom completely" if that was never going to come into play? Red never did anything to endanger Bridget or endanger her own birth so it doesn't make sense as a warning in that way.

Why was there all this focus on this Carrie on prom night moment for Bridget if we LITERALLY NEVER SAW CASTLECOMING? Why dance around this moment and talk about it all cloak and dagger with no specificity if they weren't building up to some big reveal that it wasn't as straightforward as it seemed? And like, they leaned in HARD with making Bridget the nicest, sweetest, cotton candy princess as a teen so I need WAY more than, "She got pranked by known bullies she's been enduring with a smile very handily up to this point" to buy that she went from that to "murderous dictator". And even if she did become murderous, I find it insanely hard to believe that she'd include her best and only friend on the list of people she wants to suffer unless there was a betrayal. I find it INSANE that there wasn't a falling out scene at any point in this movie with how thickly they were laying on the admiration and camaraderie.

(Note: And adult Cinderella def has guilty vibes re: the Queen at orientation. Which I know I'm not imagining because it's literally spelled out in the Jr Novelization!)

Before the time travel element of the movie started, I thought they were going for something like they go to the past and realize that Bridget was bullied not by the VKs but by the spoiled royals, and Ella ends up joining in the bullying once she gets with Charming, betraying Bridget and justifying her whole "Love Ain't It" philosophy. Or Ella ditching her at the last minute to be with Charming meaning she has to deal with the monster prank alone and it was the being alone rather than the prank itself that hurt her (though that is NOT a good enough reason to go all off with their heads on your subjects). The fact that, as far as we know right now, it literally was just a relatively mild and reversible prank that caused all of this is just, such flat storytelling, you know?

But! All of this makes way more sense if this is meant to be the first act of a single contained story. And I don't wanna be all "Pepe Silvia, secret good 4th episode of Sherlock" about this but I did see this picture:

Which seems to indicate that this was written as a Part One. Which, if so, idk why they wouldn't advertise it that way but whatever. The point is, if that's the case then it means that we're potentially in bad pacing territory rather than straight up bad storytelling territory. Because this isn't a bad place to be halfway through your story:

The heroes, warned that time travel is dangerous, have gone back in time to change the heart of a brutal tyrant before she can stage a coup. They seemingly succeed in their mission and when they come home, everything is great! But then, the side effects of time travel start to catch up with them. Chloe realizes that, in breaking the vase, she prevented her mother from going to the ball and falling in love with her dad (who was conspicuously absent from the final scene btw) which means she's starting to be forgotten and erased from the timeline. And Red realizes that though this new version of her mom is as sweet and kind as the teen she once met, she's a complete stranger to her (fulfilling the Hatter's warning that she could lose her mom completely). So they have to go back in time once more to make sure the Ella and Charming fall in love again, perhaps at the cost of whatever bad thing that happened to Bridget happening again and bringing back the original version of her future self. But, now with more context of how her mom became that way, Red can now talk to her mother and persuade her to give people another chance.

Boom, that gives us time to go back and hit everything we haven't yet hit. We can pay off the time travel tropes that were set up but not explored. We can go to Castlecoming which feels so obviously set up to be the centerpiece of this story (like, come on, Back to the Future literally does the school dance thing. This is Time Travel Storytelling 101). We can actually get info about what the prank was and why it affected Bridget so completely.

(Note: This is a side thing but it really strikes me as so crazy that Bridget would so SUCH a big 180 here. Like, I know the Queen of Hearts is a silly, goofy, campy villain, but she straight up murders people and there's no way to get around that if we're taking her out of the surreal story she comes from and putting her in a (comparatively) grounded story. If I wasn't doing a betrayal plot, I would make the twist that the spell that turned Bridget into a "monster" didn't just have a physical effect, it had a mental effect and it magically twisted her personality to be the way it is now. So they broke the physical half of the curse, but neglected the other half and it's been festering the whole time, turning her as evil as she was sweet. Because like, a simple physical transformation isn't that big of a deal to have such heavy security--Bridget made cupcakes with a transformative effect and that was totally fine. I'm not saying that that's what's gonna be the case. I just think it would be an explanation that makes sense for why she changed so crazy much that makes more sense than a simple prank or even a betrayal. Her mom wasn't even evil! How did she go from zero to murder without even an evil mom to push her onto the path? But I'm super digressing right now.)

(Note #2: OK, one last thing. The trap on the book presumably would have hit the VK's and trapped them in Merlin's office regardless of what Chloe and Red did, right? That's like, net zero influence on the timeline. I genuinely can't tell if that's a straight up plot hole or set up to be like, "Oh no. Actually when she said that she was turned into a monster in front of everyone it was meant in a less literal way." Like she was just made to look bad and that was the real thing that pushed her over the edge. Like idk. It really feels like the only thing they really did that would change the timeline was get Ella banned from the dance and presumably out of the way where she couldn't hurt Bridget. OK NOW I'm done.)

Anyway, my point is that this is not how I would have structured my movie and I think this was a super weird way to go into the second era of Descendants movies, but they can still tell a complete story if that's their plan. I'm genuinely really curious to see if this pans out to be a fairly competently told story that just happens to be split over two movies or a complete fumbling of the narrative bag because it could really be either at this point and it's fascinating to me.

[chrmiing-arc]

i like musical chad, sue me.

[ungratefuldead]

well this is embarrassing. i said i would be back and then immediately got nudged into DMing curse of strahd, so i spent all week doing campaign prep. now maybe i’ll be back

[devillainsarchive]

ooc: So hit me up if you want to rp with carlos in his Mr. Robot verse. its dark and gritty, and the descendants characters fit in it so well. I am always nearly on the verge of just making it my modern day canon verse anyways. So yeah let me know if you want starters for that verse.

[floweryotter]

My ML Season 5 wishlist

So now that we are officially in hiatus, I will enlist all the things I theorize or want to see next season so when it finally premieres, I can keep track of what ends up happening

I'll keep it pinned so I can keep adding new stuff it occurs to me or that I remember thinking in a past time or that I heard from someone else and loved the idea

First theories, speculations and headcanons:

The first episode will start with the continuation of Strike Back's last scene / GUESSED CORRECTLY (by Gloob's first minute release of Evolution)

The miracuclass will fight - or at least try - not minding they have no powers anymore / GUESSED CORRECTLY

Parisians will also sum up to the fight in one way or another / IN PROCESS (by Gloob's first minute release of Evolution)

The rich adults will be relevant for Hawky's plan, especially Tomoe / IN PROCESS (did you saw Multiplication’s teaser... yeah...)

Adrien is gonna remember about Felix's monocle and find out what it was for... / FAILED (Gabi has it...)

The episode titles are mostly kwami-related but also universe lore-related / IN PROCESS 

LB will start to be more open with CN little by little until she finally addresses what happened with Chat Blanc / IN PROCESS (Ladynoir conversation in Perfection my beloved)

Adrien won't trust Felix any time soon and will keep mad with him

Adrien will punch Felix in the face (i know... too ooc...) / HALF-FAILED (I will take Adrien launching the basketball to Felix’s memory in “Multiplication” as a partial succes lol)

Su-Han will finally do something productive and start training LB and CN / FAILED (the bitch has been MIA since Evolution, tho I hope his at least back for the finale)

Chloe actually gets redeemed for good / IN PROCESS (LISTEN! I have a new theory that she can still change for good if they get rid of Audrey at the end)

Secret code between Adrien and LB to know he is the real one / FAILED (yeah i don't think this will happen anymore)

Gabriel will have the "brilliant" idea to wear all the miraculous and perish :) / HALF-GUESSED HALF- FAILED (ok he will perish but not because of the miracoulous, but because of CN's cataclysm... lol?)

An episode will be named "Adrien" / FAILED (I had this in mind but never wrote it here so I'm updating)

Theories, speculations and headcanons from this post:

Alix will finally become the permanent holder of the rabbit miraculous in “Reunion” / HALF-GUESSED (happened in “Evolution”)

Alya will reunite with Trixx in “Reunion” “Illusion” (changed due to recent evidence in “Evolution”) / FAILED (she it didn't happened)

We will see Felix again in “Reunion” (new one) / HALF-GUESSED (Ok he appeared  in “Multiplication” so... much earlier than I thought)

The kwamis will reveal against Gabriel in “Deflagration” / HALF-GUESSED (Plagg cataclysming his own miraculous was chef's kiss)

“Revelation” will have some of the main problems and mysteries solved / HALF-GUESSED (at least we saw a little of wha's going on with Lila, but there's so much more we still don't know...)

“Confrontation” will be mainly about the Agreste-Graham de Vanily / FAILED (well I wouldn't have ever imagined this was gonna be school centric and having Lila be the main villain again)

We will see the Order of the Miraculous in “Collusion” / FAILED (I WAS SO WRONG HAHAHA but what happened at the end is still sooo grounbreaking)

LB will do some guardian badass move in “Revolution”

“Representation” will show us more context about the kwamis

We will see a wish granted in “Conformation”

New theories, speculations and headcanons:

The scarf will make an important comeback

We will see an upgrade of Chat Noir’s costume or powers in “Destruction” / FAILED (the only thing that was destroyed were my theories about this lol... oh and Mothriel's arm)

Ladynoir will recover part of the miraculous in “The Kwamis’ Choice” / HALF-FAILED (probably...)

[ilikefandom]

The Crash and The Crush

Request: May I request a Natasha Romanoff and female reader where reader has a massive crush on Nat, but she can't seem to tell her, and Nat isn't getting any of her hints, until Nat gets hurt badly and wakes up to Reader holding her and begging her to be ok?

Requested by: Anon

Synopsis: Nat gets hurt but (Y/n) is there

Pairing: Natasha x Fem Reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/comfort

Warnings: Mentions of weapons, possibally ooc characters.

(Y/n) sighed as she looked over the edge of her computer. The red haired assassin that stood before her turned around at the slight noise.

(Y/n) smiled and waved, waiting for her coworker to turn around again.

Oh she was hopeless. Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, was her coworker, not a classmate.

(Y/n) chided at herself, crushing on Nat wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

(Y/n) had come to work at SHIELD as a receptionist and now she had to stare at the one coworker who she had a crush on, great. (Y/n) hadn’t meant to fall in love with Nat. She was just so cool, powerful and hot… wait what?

Lillian elbowed her out of her stupor. “Staring at the insect killer?” She smiled, her lip ring bouncing with her joy. “You gotta make your move!”

(Y/n) shook her head. “I tried! I pasted a pride sticker into my locker and I tried flirting with her.”

Lillian giggled, “Your idea of flirting is bad puns and awkward glances.”

(Y/n) gave her the side eye then focused back onto her workload, electronic paperwork, like every other work day.

Watching and listening to Lillian ramble on about her latest boyfriend and how things weren’t working out, (Y/n) scanned the meeting area, the Avengers had gathered and were making their way to a quinjet.

“And that’s why I’m going to break up with him.” Lillian concluded smirking at her love struck friend.

“Are you sure?” (Y/n) asked, not listening, instead watching the Russian spy board the aircraft.

Lillian laughed again. “You got it bad, don’t you?”

“You have work to do, don’t you?” (Y/n) mocked, her hands on her hips.

Lillian rolled her eyes. “Fine, fine!”

(Y/n) began on a 50 page document, this was going to be a long day.

“Natasha.” Steve commented as the quinjet took off. “What’s going on between you and that receptionist. What’s her name?”

“(Y/n).” Clint said, looking up at Steve from the floor. Not pausing from wrapping wire around the head of the arrow he was making.

Tony snorted as he sat down on one of the seats. “She has a thing for you, Romanoff.”

Nat huffed as she turned to look out the window. “I doubt it.”

“Seriously?” Tony laughed, “She stared at you for a good, long time this morning.”

“If it’s any consolation,” Bruce said, rubbing the back of his neck, “I asked her if she had a partner and she told me no, but her eyes did drift to you momentarily.”

Natasha growled and turned toward the window with just enough time to see the missile before it hit the quinjet.

The sound of medic carts rattled through the hall as (Y/n) finished the document she had started that morning. The sound of others shouting and crying filled the space and as (Y/n) submitted her document then looked up from her work.

Her heart dropped as she saw several medic beds, holding Avengers, wheeled into the emergency area.

Bruce Banner was fine, and he sat in a chair tapping his foot with worry. Steve, who had been rolled in last only had a few cracked ribs and a broken arm. Thor’s thumb was bent the wrong way and he was bleeding heavily from a wound in his stomach. Tony had been protected by his armour and had nothing hurt. Clint was unconscious and had a few fractures. However Natasha was worse off, she was unconscious and her heart-rate monitor was erratic.

Standing from her desk, laptop under her arm, (Y/n) chased after Natasha’s gurney. Watching her be wheeled into surgery.

Waiting was the worst part. Alone and unable to keep working, (Y/n) sat in the waiting room running her hands across her face. What felt like an eternity later, one of (Y/n)’s friends, a nurse named Audrey, came out to tell her the surgery had been a success and that Nat was going to be alright.

There was only one recovery room in the small SHIELD hospital and (Y/n) had been there for a few hours before Clint ambled through the door in crutches. He took in the paperwork girl holding Nat’s hand and wiping tears from her eyes.

“You love her don’t you.” He commented

(Y/n) jumped and looked up at Clint, tear tracks still glimmering on her face. Nodding, then looking at Nat again. “I really do.” She responds, barely above a whisper.

Clint nodded, then sat on another chair on the other side of Nat’s bed. “She likes you too, you know.”

(Y/n) tilted her head looking at Clint as if she had never seen him before.

“She started looking at you differently ever since you made those cookies for the break room.” Clint itched at his left arm giving (Y/n) a grimace.

Sharing stories of adventures and blunders in the office, Clint lightened (Y/n)’s mood enough that she smiled at him.

Soon enough he was called down to a debriefing with the rest of the Avengers, leaving (Y/n) and Nat alone.

Scooting closer to the bed, (Y/n)’s face fell once again, gazing upon the woman she loved.

“Could you wake up?” She asked, her voice hoarse and grating in her sadness and fatigue, as it was around two in the morning. “For me?”

Natasha didn’t stir, instead she lay in silence, leaving (Y/n)’s tears to fall onto the blankets covering her.

“Nat please!” (Y/n) cried, her grief spilling from her lungs. “Natasha please wake up, please.”

Running her hands over her head, (Y/n) latched onto the side of the bed. “Nat please!

Whimpering and sinking back into the chair, letting go of the rail, (Y/n) huffed out, “I love you.” Before closing her eyes and falling asleep.

When Natasha woke up, the first thing she saw was (Y/n), who was pulled into the fetal position on the chair, fast asleep.

When (Y/n) began to stir, Nat sat up, “Good morning sleepyhead.”

(Y/n) jolted awake and pulled Natasha into a big hug. “I missed you.” (Y/n) said as she held Nat in her arms.

Nat smiled, genuinely, for the first time that (Y/n) had ever seen. “I missed you too.” Was her reply.

As the two women held each other they barely felt the time pass by and, even after an hour, (Y/n) knew she never wanted to let go.

[alternativemiraculous]

Rambling about Zoé's character and how I'd write her. This is a long post trying to make Zoé more interesting FOR ME to write.

I'm a ML fic writer, I've been so since 2016 (if some of you speak Spanish I can send you some, I still write for this show but don't post it online anymore). I must admit I acknowledge most of the characters I write are ooc-ish, I try to stay true to their canon selves but I just cannot prevent myself from adding my personal touch. That and I don't want anything related to canon!Adrien. So for example I tend to make Marinette an introvert (she's still got amazing speech skills and loves her friends), in the "I like being alone as much as I like being with my adored friends, sometimes I need to recharge", or make Adrien more shy than he actually is (he being perfect and social doesn't make sense to me dhejhdjdkskw); based on Marinette having not many childhood friends, being good at keeping things to herself and Adrien being homeschooled and sometimes implied to be socially awkward.

So I've been thinking, what can I do with Zoé to make her more interesting but not, you know, an entire different character?

Canon-wise, she is sweeeet, very sweet, so good, sacrifices herself, loves her oh-so-awful sister no matter what, knows a lot about social interactions and acting and well, is amazingly good at acting (the way she switched her personality to piss off Banana), and was bullied.

What I dislike is how this along with the Chloé character arc, makes her a Mary Sue, or something similar. And, overall, she doesn't seem fun to write. Marinette and Lila, for example, are very fun characters to write, with Marinette being so creative and having amazing leadership skills in contrast to her overall clumsyness (and being anxious, which is something I relate to); and Lila being a colorful character with an interesting thought process (if written correctly and not in the canon way xd). Whereas Zoé's personality is "good Chloé with some good Lila".

Her acting part is the most interesting thing but it can clash with Lila's lying (and the fact that many of us already headcanon her as getting interested in acting). Imagine writing Lila, Zoé and Fei, three characters associated with lying/acting, in the same fic lmao. They're basically the chaotic, neutral, lawful meme.

I'd keep the acting thing and the "believes in Chloé" thing, to have someone contrast with Marinette (RIGHTFULLY) giving up with some people.

What I'd probably do is make her scared of making new friends because all the people she's had liked her for being a people pleaser, so having her be scared of this happening again kind of makes sense to me. So she's a good person but doesn't open up as fast and instead acts as a foil to Lila's making lots of friends fast but in a fake way. She would definitely not trust people that easily and we'd have to wait some more for Vesperia to appear. Because idk, it's just so weird having Marinette give a Miraculous to someone so new.

However, I do love the idea of her being more on the rebellious side, being the black sheep of the family. Her making Chloé believe she's a mean girl while doing the actual opposite is canon so it doesn't feel too ooc. Perhaps having a mother who'd like her to be this mean person while probably neglecting her, made her the total opposite?

A good-hearted rebellious girl who has two clashing wishes: one, to be a people pleaser (because of wanting Audrey's love) and two, to not give a fuck (because everyone turned against her the moment she was sincere). This would let us see some character growth (Zoé understanding her family is toxic, that she doesn't need to try and please them, and that there are healthy people she can be with).

So yeah, I'd make her hate her parents in secret, but not Chloé because she acknowledges she's abused too and has a somewhat soft spot for her. She'd feel the need to coddle her tho, and I feel it'd be interesting having her understand Chloé needs to be helped and called out at the same time. So we could still have the "I love you Chloé" but not give off the message that you must love your family even when they're toxic. Zoé really wants Chloé to become better but she'd have to understand that Chloé needs to be called out too. Idk I think it would be an interesting dynamic. Sometimes you want someone to become better and it becomes unhealthy for you too.

The difference with Lila would be that Lila lies for fun, to have attention, to have people love her; whereas Zoé doesn't outright lie, she totally acts and is more on the "I omit the truth, I don't create a new truth" side. Lila doesn't actually care if someone hates her as long as it's just one person who doesn't screw up her stories, whereas Zoé is a people pleaser by nature —she wants to be liked too, but not because she needs attention, and she feels bad when someone dislikes her. This way we'd have two characters showing us different sides of the "I want to be liked" trope.

And maybe the "I'm a rich kid who hates being rich and would rather not be rich/give the money to something important" can work with her too, but idk I don't really like writing rich people whjfjfhdjdw.

[monarchteen]

Daminette + Chloe: How They Met & Became Friends

Because I want more content of them...

- Chloe is in Gotham, doing something for her mother and trying to earn Audrey’s love. (And money because she works at ‘Audrey’.)

- So, she’s at a Charity Gala, trying to socialize and get more clients for her mother when...

“Chloe?”

“Dupain-Cheng? What are you doing here?”

“I live here? Why are you here?”

- Cue Chloe being rude and Marinette trying her best. Marinette hadn’t seen someone from her past in half a decade!

- Anyway, Chloe does like having someone familiar there, she won’t admit even if her life depended on it.

- She meets Damian when she’s insulting Marinette and they immediately don’t like each other.

- Marinette got a headache every time they spoke a word to the other, that night.

- Chloe was supposed to fly out the next morning, but Audrey tells Chloe that she didn’t do anything so Chloe has to stay until the Wayne Gala and promote there. In the meanwhile, she’ll just manage ‘Audrey’ in Gotham.

- Chloe doesn’t think she’ll run into Marinette again so she doesn’t tell Marinette about her plans to stay.

- But, fate is a bitch to Chloe, and they run into each other at the same coffee shop.

- Marinette forces Chloe to hangout with her more since she finds out about her plans to stay for another two-three months.

- Marinette forces Damian to tag along.

- On one of their hangouts, Chloe offhandedly mentions something about Audrey being a bitch and a horrible mother. Marinette immediately gets concerned and tells Damian.

- Damian, also, having a horrible relationship with his mother, wants to help Chloe, but it’s Damian. Emotions and ex-assassins don’t mix.

- He helps from the shadows.

- Marinette gently manipulates Chloe into telling her more, but still doesn't get the full picture.

- Until one night, Chloe and Marinette go out drinking. Chloe spills her guts out, literally and metaphorically, since she’s a total lightweight.

- Chloe tells Marinette about how manipulative Audrey is, how all Chloe ever wanted was to be accepted, how Chloe has an eating disorder because of Audrey, how Audrey almost fired Chloe for her outfit not being good enough and more. Marinette immediately wants to drop kick Audrey and give Chloe a big hug. She is able to do the latter.

- The next morning, she wakes up in Damian and Marinette’s guest bedroom, which isn’t that odd, she’s stayed here a couple of nights before, and remembers what she said. She finds Damian and Marinette whispering to each other in the kitchen.

- At this point, Damian and Chloe tolerate each other’s existence. In their language that means that they're neutral with each other, but if the other needs helps, they would help. They’ve somewhat bonded over some rich bullshit as Marinette says.

- Chloe comes in and the two stop whispering.

- Chloe apologizes for exaggerating some things, clearly lying, to Marinette, master liar, and Damian, ex-assassin.

- Damian rolls his eyes and tells Chloe that she’s a horrible liar.

- Marinette asks about Chloe’s eating disorder. Chloe says that she is seeking help after Adrien forced her to.

- Marinette asks Chloe to stay in Gotham because New York doesn’t seem healthy.

- Chloe declines and makes excuses for Audrey.

- Marinette doesn’t buy it. Chloe starts being rude to get her off her back.

- Marinette tells Chloe that Chloe is staying whether she likes it or not. Chloe has no idea how a 5′4′’ woman can be so threatening.

- After a few more vague threats, Chloe says she’ll stay.

- Chloe, so far, has been staying in a luxurious hotel and needs to get an apartment, Marinette tells Chloe that she can stay in their apartment anytime.

“Right, Damian?”

“Whatever makes you happy, Angel.”

- So while Chloe’s apartment is being set up, she stays at Marinette and Damian’s apartment. Chloe has a lot of nightmares from Hawkmoth, her mother and some other stuff from her shitty life. 

- One night, she has one about the Miracle Queen incident. She gets up and finds Damian in the kitchen. At this point, she’s shaking and next to tears, Damian sees this and just freezes. He asks if she’s okay and she says that she obviously isn’t.

- Damian is clearly not the best with emotions, even after living with his family for thirteen years, so he asks if there’s anything she needs and what happened.

- Chloe says that she had a nightmare regarding something in her past. Damian, who is all too familiar with this, makes her some hot chocolate. He hates the stuff, but when Marinette has nightmares, it helps so Damian figures that Chloe will be similar. (She is similar.)

- He asks what the nightmare was about. She’s hesitant, but Damian tells her it would be better for her to not bottle it up. She rolls her eyes and is just so tired, that she doesn’t care so she tells him.

- Damian’s already heard the story about Miracle Queen, but to hear about it from the perspective of the akumatized person is interesting to him.

- Chloe tells him about how Hawkmoth came up to her, how truly awful she must have been to get a literal terrorist to come up to a fourteen year old girl, how she accepted and Chloe breaks down crying.

- Damian, who’s desperately hoping that Marinette comes home right now, sorta just stands there, a hopefully reassuring hand on Chloe’s shoulder. He’s really just trying his best.

- Chloe, who really is tired and crying, hugs him. Damian is as still as a statue for the first minute before realizing that he needs to try to help so he just says some reassuring things like how Chloe was only fourteen, that Hawkmoth is the one in the wrong, how we are totally going to not care about canon because this is my AU.

- I don’t know what even is in season 4, but I’ll decide whether its canon or not when it comes out. Chloe’s probably going to be a villain, because Thomas doesn’t like her, so that’s not canon.

- Somehow, Damian is actually good at advice and calms Chloe down.

- They sit there for a while, talking, drinking tea (Damian) and hot chocolate (Chloe), Chloe apologizes about the whole crying, Damian is in shock about how he didn’t totally mess everything up.

- After the whole thing, Chloe usually goes to Damian when she gets nightmares.

- Damian is still a mess of emotions when she comes to him, but miraculously, it benefits both of them.

- While she’s living with them, she finds out that they’re Ladybug and Robin, completely by accident. She finds out Marinette is Ladybug when she sees Mari talking to Tikki. Chloe shuts herself in her room the guest bedroom for an entire day and processes her life.

- She finds out about Damian when she’s not supposed to be in the apartment, she was supposed to go to her new apartment, but some changes needed to be done so she’s staying with them. He swings in and removes his mask. Chloe shuts herself in her room the guest bedroom for an entire day and processes her life, again.

- She finds out about Marinette first, like around a month and a half in, she finds out about Damian a few days before the Wayne Gala.

- Then, the Wayne Gala arrives. It’s probably one of the best nights of Chloe’s life. She hangs out with the Waynes (they all think Chloe is a nicer version of Damian), gets a lot more clients for MDC, tells Audrey to fuck off, gets fired by Audrey, becomes MDC’s COO, her apartment is officially done and the best part: she hangs out with Damian and Marinette all night.

A little reminder:

- Damian is very OOC because 1. I don’t watch DC often. 2. He’s twenty-three in this AU, he’s most definitely changed in the thirteen years he’s lived with the Batfamily.

- Chloe and Marinette are also very OOC because it’s been nine years since the events of the season three are taking place. People change from their fourteen year old selves.

[punkiepunzyl]

so little note as for the inspiration for this little drabble piece...

My cat Floyd- was feral his first three months of life, and so he is very funny when it comes to excessive affection (even though he’s been with us almost a year now)- and I figured it was how Michael would maybe interact with his S/O

Warning ⚠️: I’m still new at this when it comes to writing about Mikey’s behavior so bear with me if he’s a tad bit OOC.

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Grooming Day~ (RZ!Michael Myers x Reader Oneshot)

It was time again- time to go see if Mikey felt like cooperating today. If I was lucky, he would allow me to talk to him, maybe even groom him a bit...though that would take a hell of a lot of patience on his end. And a lot of unfiltered bravery in mine.

I grabbed the cell keys from my locker (the set of keys that Loomis had given to me begrudgingly after Michael made it clear he seemed to have no intention of killing me...yet) and began to make my way down the depressing corridors to Michael’s too small lodgings.

‘I honestly don’t know how he hasn’t punched through the wall by now, I’m WAY shorter than he is and I even get claustrophobic in there’ I mused as I approached the door.

I paused just long enough to tap out a quiet pattern on the door to let Michael know I was entering his room- none of the other guards could keep up with my patterns so I used that as a code system that I switched out every week, (and I kept doing this no matter how much Loomis scolded me for it.) Slowly pushing the metal slab of steel open I found the behemoth sitting with his back to me at his little desk working on a mask. Michael’s artistic ability never ceased to amaze me, and even though the other staff members constantly talk shit about his masks, I found that if you looked close enough you could find all the small intricate patterns he would paint on the cheeks or forehead of his paper mache creations.

“Michael, it’s me (Y/N),” I slowly crept forward, allowing the man in front of me to process what I was saying before continuing to make my cautious movements to stand beside him- making sure to stand close to his bed. “Nod your head to let me know you understand what I’m saying Mikey.”

The last thing I wanted to do was get in Mike’s personal space without letting him know first- because the last time I made that mistake I ended up with a cracked rib (because I flew into the wall like a rag doll) and very aggravated Michael who had placed his hand in the center of my chest and shoved me away from him- because I was dumb enough to put my hand on him without his permission.

Slowly Michael not only nodded his head; but turned around to look at me his blue eyed gaze stabbing me with its intensity. Even though my interactions with Mikey were harmless for the most part- that didn’t stop his predatory gaze from causing me to momentarily freeze up in fear.

It was only instinct...

“How we doing today big guy?” I said lying my hand in his forearm in a friendly welcome. He looked at where I was touching him then lifted a three fingers to mimic the gentle affection I was giving him on his arm- his long fingers wrapping all the way around my wrist, giving it a testing squeeze.

I was happy to see no one else was really on duty in this corridor today- it would only prove to be a problem if stabby man decided he suddenly wanted to kill me- but other guards was what typically annoyed him on my visits. Their stares and open chatter about he’d never behaved like this with anyone before- it made him feel weak.

So reinforcement in the means of extra bodies wasn’t an option. That just left me and the 6’8” somewhat “gentle giant” by ourselves.

He shifted in his seat and stood up to his full height- Michael did this every time I came to visit him- it was his way of silently reminding me who was in charge here- and it wasn’t me. I knew and understood that very well- I would never be in control of Michael Myers- he tolerated me being around him, and I was grateful to him for even giving me that.

“I want to brush your hair today, maybe shave you a bit- is that ok? I could just keep you company if you don’t want me that close or-“ before I could finish my unintelligible rambling Myers plopped down on his bed and cocked his head to the side as if to say “Well are you going to start or what?”

I gave him a soft smile and climbed onto his bed behind him easing my back to lean against the wall as I began to dampen Michaels mane of dirty blonde knots, and after putting in some oil and leave in conditioner- began gently working through his mats and tangles- ending his first part of grooming by giving his hair a quick trim and putting it in a loose braid.

Now came the harder part- shaving Mikey’s facial hair. He absolutely hated it when I got to close to his jugular- I imagine any strong predator would, it makes him feel too vulnerable.

I scooted my self of the bed and walked around to stand in between Mike’s legs before beginning to speak.

“Hey bud, you did really well with the first part of this, let’s see if you hold still for this. I’ll try to be quick so you won’t be uncomfortable for to long...ok?” I cooed beginning to trim the small beard he’d begun to sprout in the last few weeks.

He twitched slightly as I gently applied the thick shaving cream to his skin making sure to massage it into his jaw line before ceasing to observe my work- and to see how good old Mikey was holding up. I could see how tightly wound up his body was- corded muscle tensing up and shifting underneath his clothes, he was holding himself together as best as he could...but this self restraint wouldn’t hold for long. His knuckles were stark white as he gripped the edge of his bed and I mentally prepared myself for if he were to strike me right now.

I inhaled shakily looking in those blue eyes- their lack of expression making me feel as though I’d been dunked in cold water then left in a icy wasteland. There would be no fire and no fresh change of clothes leaving me doomed to die of hypothermia.

But for a moment I saw something slightly tender, as he read the openly unanswered question in my eyes “can I touch you?”. He suddenly reached out to grab me, and I let out a yelp of surprise...I’d been so caught up in his eyes I didn’t even notice him move, and watched in awe as he guided my hand holding the five blade razor to his jaw.

I let out a relieved huff of air- some would even call the exhalation a very breathy laugh- and quickly got to work on shaving Mike’s face. Especially because he seemed to be in a good mood today, but I still made sure to take my time with near his Adam’s Apple and jugular as to avoid cutting to close or pushing down to hard.

Soon enough the deed was done, as I cleaned off Michael’s face of any excess shavings or shaving cream- and applying some aftershave I simply gawked at the handsome man for a solid minute or two- before I noticed his gaze flit away from mine to shyly pick at some of the sealer he frequently used on his masks that was stuck to his hands.

Because Mikey was clearly in a good mood already, today I decided I could afford to make some rather bold choices such as reaching out to cup Michael’s large head in my small hands and lift his chin to make him look at me- relishing the soft feel of his freshly shaved face against my palms.

“Michael Audrey Myers-I still get the feeling you don’t realize just how handsome you are... you definitely wouldn’t bother wearing those masks if you did.” I said softly, the pads running over his cheekbones.

He looked at me then- his eyes looking a little less glacier like than they usually do. His arms swiftly wrapped around my waist and he allowed himself to flop fully onto his bed, deciding that he was now going to use me like a stuffed animal for the rest of the time that was with him today.

Guess I won’t be moving until shift change...not that I was complaining at all.

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Author’s Note: I had originally posted this fic to a new blog of mine- called gigglemyers (which I have now deleted) but I didn’t like that tumblr kept pulling it out of the tags because my blog was new SOOO I just decided to start using this one again- and let it turn into absolute chaos.

Sound cool? Okay good- because with this much content from different communities this blog is going to turn into a real mess, real quick. Just a heads up! ☺️

[worldburnrp]

“A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black — 

A couple hours into the art event of the year, and nothing strays from the unexpected. Drinking, laughter, an obscene amount of zeroes thrown to the wind. Still-life to the lady up front, a sculpture to the gentleman in the back. And so it goes. 

And now onto tonight’s protagonist, The Caravaggio — presented forward by big names, with big smiles, and big influence. A few people are lined up to speak: experts, artists, public figures. In the line-up, Mayor Nick Rosellini speaks now into the microphone when — 

Suddenly, darkness. Only darkness and murmur, for a few seconds that feel more like minutes. Then, coming to light up the room is an explosion; not large enough to consume the entire room, but potent enough for a resounding boom which bursts the painting aflame — debris sent flying around the lucky ones at is perimeter.

— because all things in nature are dark —

Eun Han, Audrey Shen, Audra Smythe-Priestly, Sebastian Flint, Lola Villarin, Aurora Callaghan, as well as other guests are caught in the crossfire, affected by the effects of the explosion. Surprisingly however (or unsurprisingly, depending on how much you’ve been paying attention), security runs to the aid — of the painting.

The lights come on, and amongst disorder, the speakers sputter to life, a grueling chorus of static sounds, before a voice, filtering through a robotic distortion, fills the room. It says:

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We are tonight's hosts! We only have one question: what’s a Caravaggio, in shreds, worth? 

Tonight you're all gonna be part of a social experiment — we’re going to shatter treasures you deem invaluable into an unrecognizable state, and see whether the world keeps spinning: the citizens of New York City, will certainly continue to starve in neighborhoods you deem beneath your notice. The cops stuffed into suits, will certainly continue hiding behind their badges as they unleash violence; our dear Mayor, whose skin is slick beneath these lights, will continue beaming at useless accomplishments, which fatten his pockets, while those of his constituents remain empty. Your morals, your codes, your politics — it’s all a bad fucking joke, dropped at the first sign of cash. 

We represent those who suffer beneath your insidious greed, the disgusting displays of useless wealth; no single person, should have the funds to purchase a painting such as this. We represent those who know that there will be no peace, until we have dismantled every elitist institution that bleeds this city dry. Judith knew the price of war, knew that in order to strip an army of its power, the head must be severed — and so we, are going to pull a magic trick: we’re going to make Judith disappear.”

In shivers, the room recognizes it as a sure work of The Brotherhood; just like a Caravaggio, no signature is needed for recognition. 

The act sparks fear, chaos, confusion, and anger. The latter, from their dear friends in The Syndicate — who have just lost $130 million dollars to this glorified party-trick. 

— except where exposed by the light.”

OOC Info:

Part Two out of Three. 

Part two will run for a few days, to allow for everyone to comfortably write their interactions in time; an update will be made both of the blog and discord for subsequent parts.  

There is no requirement that people drop previous event threads set during Part 1 — but we encourage everyone to prioritize Part 2. This can be either through new fresh threads, or shifting your Part 1 thread into the conflict. 

If you wish to have any injuries (be them major or minor) or heavy impacting plots happen involving your character, please contact the admins so we can include it into the narrative.

Furthermore: 

Media characters — The scoop of a lifetime. Media characters are encouraged to look for a story, an interview, anything that can be used. The wrong place at the wrong time sometimes means the opposite, for people like them.

Law Enforcement characters — Their worst nightmare, right in front of their eyes. Law Enforcement characters are encouraged to seek suspects, and if suitable, carry out interrogations and make arrests. If they don’t come out on top, it’s another win for their rivals; and the papers won’t go easy on them.

Brotherhood characters — A plan successfully carried out. Now, it’s more or less just a case of sitting back and watching the show. Though, keep an eye out; the police are active and looking for anyone to blame this on. 

Syndicate characters — All they see is red. Months of preparation behind that painting (fooled them, though, didn’t they?) and the Brotherhood goes and sets it all quite literally in flames. While there was no way for the brothers to know of their scheme, it also doesn’t excuse it. $130 million dollars isn’t exactly pocket change.

Other guests — Absolute confusion. While some characters not affiliated with the Brotherhood or Syndicate could have an inkling, generally they don’t know what’s happening or why. All they know is what they’ve witnessed; and they may do with that, what they will.