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golden-moony · 7 months ago

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king of my heart | smau

pairings: lando norris x fem!reader | pato o'ward x fem!reader

summary: y/n is an F1 content creator loved among the grid and the fans, and more than one person ships her with lando due to how close they've always been. but when y/n goes to her first IndyCar race, the last thing she expects is being involved in rumours with another mclaren driver.

warnings: love triangle? kinda.

author's note: i might turn this into a mini series but i'll see how it goes. btw english it's not my first language so if there's any grammatical error please let me know so i can fix it, ty🧡 now enjoy!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

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patriciooward INDY500 colors and back in the streeetz🤩

user1 lookin' goooood🔥

arrowmclaren it'll look even better with confetti covering it😉 user2 admin knows a win is coming!! 💪

user3 Este es tu año, cabrón! VAMOOOOS 🇲🇽

user4 is it a requirement to be handsome to drive in mclaren? cause daaaamn

user5 same girl, same

yourusername black is the new papaya fr 🔥 can't wait for tomorrow!

patriciooward hopefully you'll be wearing #5 user6 OMG?!?!!!??? yourusername can't show favoritism! i'm a professional, sir patriciooward it can be our secret then 😉 user7 OH MY- HELLOOOOO? user8 landonorris come get your girl bro!!! user9 omfg mr o'ward i wasn't familiar with your game user10 y/n sweety, wrong mclaren driver landonorris 🤨 user11 she really said i want a mclaren, don't care which one😭 user12 and she's so real for that

user13 let's goooo Pato!! 🦆🧡

user14 y/n and pato's exchange?? NEW SHIP HAS ARRIVED!

user15 i feel like i'm betraying my roots but pato and y/n would be the it couple fr user16 SO TRUE user17 pato and lando deserve sooo much better.

user18 NOT LANDO REPLYING TO THE COMMENT 😂😂

user19 f1twt is about to have a blast with this one 🍿 user20 they already have #teampato and #teamlando hashtags going on 😭😭

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yourusername First IndyCar race ✅ can't explain how incredible this weekend was! I’ve had the pleasure of chatting to so many cool people, discovering so much about this series and meeting so many of you! 🧡 can't wait to show you everything soon 😘

user1 what a babeeeee 😍

frosenqvist so great to meet you! hope you come to another one again soon! 🏁

arrowmclaren we second this! user2 she's an indy girl now 😎 tkanaan especially after all the fun we had last night😜 yourusername oh i'll definitely come back for more races (and parties ofc🙊) user3 she's part of the family now! love to see it user4 mclaren team 🤝 us: being in love with y/n

user5 PATO INTERVIEW??!! WE WON

lissiemackintosh so happy to have met you!! 💖

yourusername can't wait to see u again 🥹 user6 MY FAVES 🤩🤩 user7 girls supporting girls 💞 user8 we need a colab!

landonorris y/n get out of there. That's not your family!

carlossainz55 y/n please hurry, the kid has missed you maxverstappen1 y/n please hurry, we can't stand him anymore maxfewtrell y/n please hurry, he gets whiny when you're not around alex_albon y/n please hurry, oscar is about to commit crime oscarpiastri that is correct, so please y/n hurry landonorris when i asked y'all to back me up, this is NOT what i meant 🙄 yourusername if it helps at all, i've miss you all 🫶 (except Lando) landonorris i hate y'all fr user9 this is the kind of content i pay my internet bill for 😂

user10 literal queen 👑

user11 she couldn't become lando's wag so now she goes to indy to try to find a man lol such a clout chaser

user12 girl stfu she's literally just doin her job user13 try not to sound so bitter next time 💋 user14 get a life, hater

user15 MOTHER IS MOTHERING

user16 i don't think we're talking enough about that last photo

user17 RIGHT?! Y/N X PATO LET'S GOO user18 nah y/n x lando >>>>>>>>

patooward Indy looks good on you 💯 i wonder who took that amazing first pic

yourusername credits to you, amateur😘 user19 you can't convince me they're not flirting user20 i truly don't know if i wanna be pato or y/n... i only know i'd hate to be lando rn 😭 user21 y/n and lando are the endgame user22 Y/N X PATO TILL THE END

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sooo.... y'all want part 2?

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criticallyinneedofadar · 2 months ago

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Alliance of Shadows (4)

A/N: Chapter 4 baabbyy. It's heating up. I promise I won't make you wait too much longer for the good stuff.

Pairing: Adar x Reader

Warnings: dueling as foreplay, violence, reader is not exactly good but not evil either, we stan a morally grey couple

Word Count: 2273 (over 2k baby lets goooo)

Taglist: @zoya-olenko

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You step lightly through the winding halls of your mountain fortress, the familiar cold of the stone beneath your feet grounding you. The council's decision still sits heavy on your mind, though their agreement is a victory of sorts. Your people would aid the Uruks. It is a risky move, one that brings the dangers of the outside world directly into your domain. But in return, you would gain more than just his trust. His promise—a life beyond the mountains, and the Ring of Galadriel herself.

Yet it is not the council’s agreement that has your thoughts in turmoil. It is the fire in Adar’s eyes, the unspoken tension between you both that sparks whenever you are near him. As you make your way to his quarters, you push the thoughts away, focusing on the task at hand. You are no stranger to playing dangerous games, but this one feels different.

Arriving at the door to Adar’s chambers, you pause for a moment before knocking. His rough voice barks out a harsh, “Enter”

Inside, he stands by the fire, the flickering light casting shadows across his sharp features. You admire him for a moment, the scars and marks he carries only serve to increase your attraction to him. He does not turn to greet you but speaks as if he felt your presence before you entered.

"You’ve made your decision, then," he says, his voice low and even, though there’s an undercurrent of anticipation in it.

You step inside, letting the door close behind you. "The council has agreed," you say, your voice calm. "In exchange for the Ring, and for a place beyond these mountains, we will stand with you. I will ride into battle with your Uruks, though some in my inner circle deem it unwise."

At that, Adar turns to face you, his eyes gleaming in the firelight. "You will ride with us?" There’s a glimmer of something dark in his expression—satisfaction, or perhaps admiration. "I did not think the Witch Queen would risk herself so easily."

You meet his gaze steadily. "Do not mistake my caution for cowardice, Adar. My people may have hidden for years, but they are not weak. Nor am I."

His eyes narrow slightly, but the smirk on his lips remains. "I wonder if they are right to deem it unwise. I know your kind’s power… but being secluded for so long, I imagine the dust has begun to settle on your ability to wield it in the chaos of battle."

You feel the heat rise inside you, but you keep your tone even. "I have forgotten nothing. My second-in-command will raise our army and join us as soon as they can. But as for me, I have agreed to fight beside you. Our fates are now entwined."

Adar steps closer, his presence commanding as always, but you do not move. "And yet," he says, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "I have not seen a full demonstration of this power you speak of. How can I be certain you are as formidable as you claim?"

There’s a challenge in his words, one that stirs something deep inside you. You can feel his doubt, but more than that, you feel his curiosity—his desire to see what you are truly capable of. The tension between you crackles, and you can sense the moment shifting.

You tilt your head, eyes gleaming with the thrill of what’s to come. "You wish to see the extent of my power?" you ask softly. "Very well. But remember, Adar, the things I can do are not meant for mortal eyes."

His smile sharpens, a wolfish grin that makes your pulse quicken. "I am no mortal."

You chuckle at that and turn to step into the hallway. “Maela, fetch one of the prisoners and bring them to me.” You say to your guard outside the door. They nod and quickly turn to retrieve what you’ve asked for.

“Torturing prisoners? How very unmerciful of you, my queen.” The last two words are spoken at the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. How he moved so quickly and quietly you are not sure.

As you turn on your heel, a smirk playing on your lips, you catch Adar’s eye. The tension between you crackles like the very magic thrumming through your veins. “Maela knows of the prisoner I seek,” you say, your voice like silk sliding over a blade. “He has been charged with murder and desecration. Though I am not sure how you came to the decision that I am merciful to anyone. I would as soon cut you as kiss you, were we not allies.”

Adar opens his mouth to reply, but before he can speak, the heavy door swings open. Maela strides in, leading the prisoner by a frayed rope. He stumbles as he walks, his body sagging with the weight of captivity. Dirt clings to his skin, streaking his face and tattered clothes, his eyes hollow from starvation and fear. He looks broken—an empty shell of the man he once was.

You nod at Maela, motioning for them to stay and observe. There will be no room for leniency here. The judgment has been made, and now it is time for you to deliver it.

With a slow, deliberate step, you retreat, the hem of your dark robes brushing the cold stone floor. Your hands rise, fingers curling into the air as power floods through you. It starts as a low hum, a vibration at the core of your being that spreads outward. The very air in the room thickens, warping under the weight of your magic. The fire in the hearth flickers, the flames guttering as if starved for oxygen, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls.

Adar watches silently, his dark gaze flicking between you and the prisoner, but even he cannot hide the hint of wariness as he senses the depth of your power. This is no ordinary spell you weave. This is something more, something ancient.

The walls seem to stretch, bending inward as the room itself shifts and distorts, the boundaries of reality bending under your will. The prisoner stares in wide-eyed terror, his lips parting, but no sound escapes. He can feel it—the tightening of the threads around him, the way the very fabric of the world has come undone, leaving him teetering on the edge of something far worse than death.

Your voice drops, resonating through the space like the tolling of a bell. “Ataniel, son of Draven,” you intone, the power in your words pulling the man’s attention as if by force. “You have been charged with murder and the desecration of your wife. You have been found guilty and sentenced to death at my leisure.”

The man trembles, his knees giving way as he collapses to the floor. His lips move, but no words come. The fear has stolen his voice, leaving only a pitiful rasp. His eyes dart around the room as if seeking escape, but there is none. Not here. Not in your domain.

"Have you any final words before you greet the Gods?" you ask, though you know the answer before he can muster the strength to speak.

The room darkens further, the shadows swirling, devouring the light until only you and the prisoner remain illuminated. The very ground beneath his feet trembles, and for a fleeting moment, the illusion of the stone floor vanishes. He looks down in horror, seeing only a vast void beneath him—a yawning chasm of nothingness, as if the world itself has dissolved around him.

His breath quickens, panic setting in as the reality he clings to slips away. The space between you warps, stretching and folding in on itself as you tighten your grip on the threads of the world. His body twitches, wracked with fear, his mind unraveling beneath the pressure of your magic.

With a single, effortless gesture, you reach into his mind, the force of your will like a vice around his thoughts. His resistance is weak, almost non-existent, and you twist, prying open the deepest recesses of his consciousness. His memories spill out—fragments of a life he thought he'd buried, images of his crime flashing before his eyes.

The horror, the guilt, the madness—everything he had tried to hide floods to the surface, and you hold it there, forcing him to relive it. His wife's lifeless body, her blood staining his hands, the desecration of her grave. The agony twists his features as you dig deeper, unraveling him from the inside out.

He screams then—a raw, primal sound ripped from his throat as the last vestiges of his mind break under your power. The void beneath him grows larger, the world dissolving into chaos around him as you pull the strings tighter, and tighter still. He has no escape, no sanctuary from the punishment you deliver.

When the final thread snaps, his body goes limp, collapsing to the floor in a crumpled heap. His eyes remain open, but there is no life left in them, no spark of thought or will. You release your hold, the room snapping back to reality, the air still heavy with the lingering taste of your power.

There is silence in the aftermath. The fire sputters back to life, casting a dim, orange glow once more.

You nod at Maela, and they grip the arms of the prisoner before dragging them out, shutting the door behind them. Adar’s expression doesn’t falter, but you catch the briefest flicker of admiration in his eyes.

Deciding to take it a step further you turn towards him. You focus your energy, your mind reaching out to the fabric of his thoughts, seeking to unravel the edges. You can feel the pull, the subtle crack in the iron grip he has over his mind. But Adar is not weak—his will is strong, and though you could break through, it would take more than a whisper of power.

Still, you push, letting him feel the weight of your presence pressing in on him. He stiffens, his gaze sharp. "Don’t."

His voice is a warning, low and dangerous. But you smile, taking a step closer. "Are you afraid, Adar?"

His hand moves to the hilt of the blade at his side. "I told you," he says, his voice a growl now, "if you ever use that power on me, I will kill you."

Your smile only deepens. "You could try. But it wouldn’t end the way you think."

For a moment, you stare each other down, the tension between you a living thing, thick and charged. Then, without warning, you let the magic drop, the room returning to its normal state, the fire flickering back to life.

Adar’s eyes burn with something fierce, his hand still resting on his blade. "You seek to intimidate me? To make me fear you?"

Your heart is pounding, but your voice remains steady. "No. I am here to fight beside you. However..." You take a step closer, your eyes locked with his. "If you still doubt me, we can settle it now."

There’s a heartbeat of silence before Adar’s lips curl into a dangerous smile. "A duel then, Witch Queen?"

You draw closer, the heat between you almost unbearable. "You need to be certain I am ready,” you whisper, “So be certain."

Without another word, you both move, faster than thought. His blade flashes from its sheath, and you barely dodge the first strike, summoning a shield of crackling energy just in time. The force of his blow sends a shockwave through the room, and you’re pushed back, but you recover quickly, your own blade in hand.

The duel is fast, brutal. Adar is a skilled fighter, and every strike is calculated, precise. You counter with magic, shifting the very ground beneath his feet, sending him stumbling for only a heartbeat before he regains his balance. He’s relentless, pressing the attack, forcing you to stay on the defensive. But you are no stranger to battle. You parry his blows, sending sparks flying as your blades meet again and again.

The heat of the fight, the closeness of his body, the intensity in his eyes—it all fuels the fire building within you. You can feel the pull of the magic, the temptation to unleash more, to end this with a flick of your wrist. But you hold back. This isn’t about power—it’s about proving something else.

Adar lunges, and you sidestep, twisting behind him. Before he can recover, you bring your blade up, pressing the tip against his side, just below his ribs. He freezes, his breath coming fast.

"I win," you whisper, your lips close to his ear.

For a moment, neither of you moves, the room filled with the sound of your ragged breaths. Then, slowly, Adar lowers his weapon, turning his head to meet your gaze.

There’s no fear in his eyes. Only respect—and something darker, more dangerous.

"Perhaps," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "But only for now."

You smile, lowering your blade, but the tension between you doesn’t fade. If anything, it sharpens, the air thick with unspoken promises and the heat of the battle still lingering on your skin.

"We leave tomorrow," you say, stepping back but not breaking eye contact. "As I said, my second-in-command will gather our forces, while I ride ahead with you and your company. I trust you’ll be ready."

Adar sheaths his blade, his eyes never leaving yours. "I will be. And next time, Witch Queen, I won’t lose."

You give him one last smile before turning to leave.

#adar series #adar x you #adar fanfic #adar x reader #adar #adar rings of power #alliance of shadows #things are happening

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bolilloquemad0 · 3 months ago

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PT 2 LET'S GOOOO

We're back with Picking up Strays, get comfy!

(Go and check pt1 if you haven't)

Talia

With Talia, both me and Astro had different views on how she could end with a cat. So let's start with Astro's version.

They said that Damian could go with the pretense that he doesn't know how to take care of the cat (lie) or simply couldn't keep it with him, anyway Talia ends with a cat under pretense. Despite the League beliefs, Damian knows that Talia would take good care of the cat, and so mentions that the cat was mistreated by humans and Talia goes "Give it to me my son, I will take care of her".

Talia would go absolutely crazy with spoiling her princess, which she calls Arwa in honor of a Islamic queen. Arwa would have her own servants and everything, she really starts living as a queen. The 3 years old, brown-ish nebelung also has a ripped ear, consequences of her past, but Talia doesn't see it as a flaw. For Talia is proof of her resilience and warrior spirit.

For me tho, it goes a bit different. Damian wants to give her a cat, he really wants, but he knows how pets are seen in the League. A weakness. And Damian knows what happens when weakness is shown. So, for now, Damian sends her pictures of Arwa without any context.

Talia is confused, but happy nonetheless that Damian is reaching out. Even if is through cat photos. After a few photos and noticing that is always the same cat, Talia asks about it and Damian responds, "Is yours."

Damian may have not been living with her for a long time, but he's still her son. Talia doesn't know the exact reason, but she knows what it implies.

"May I know her?"

"TT. Fine."

Talia still falls in love with Arwa, and she still becomes the spoiled queen Arwa was destined to be. After that, almost everyday Damian receives a photo of Arwa.

Barbara

Barbie is next cause everyone loves Barbara Gordon.

This goes actually diferent. Babs has seen the cat in her neighborhood before. Always in the same alley and running around, with food in his mouth that definitely is stolen, she even has seen the cat sleeping in that broken stairs that no one uses in her building. So, she is quite familiar with the orange tabby that wanders here and there.

But after four days of not seeing him, Babs finally calls Robin to help her. She know is a personal matter but also knows that Damian is her best option to at least make sure the cat is fine. Damian finds him hurt, probably by a dog attack, and is quick to take him to the vet.

A month later, when Babs arrives at her apartment Damian is waiting for her with all the necessities a cat may need. One look at the purring tabby on her couch and Babs finally understands why everyone else accepts the cats.

Babs decides to call the 2 years-old Jesse, honoring Jesse James (a famous robber way back in history). Jesse, as any other orange cat, is a whirlwind of energy. He specially likes stepping into her laptop everytime Barbara is working, she gently lifts him and puts him on the floor but he doesn't care, Jesse just tries again. That's it until Babs pulls out a old rusty laptop that she no longer uses and opens it when she is working. Jesse is so happy to have his own laptop.

Once, she decides to take Jesse with her at the library, partly worried but she can't let him in the apartment for whatever reason. Surprisingly enough, Jesses always stays calm and friendly, letting kids pet him. She finds him sleeping on shelves or close to the windows always under the sunlight. She starts taking him to work with her and you bet she even made him a credential.

Jesse's habits die hard tho. He still brings a lot of weird shit to Babs as gifts. Dead small animals, trinkets and random stuff she doesn't know what to do with. One day he brings a whole ass wallet.

Tim

No one is more surprised than Tim. Not only he receives a cat, but as a birthday gift too? Wow, he definitely didn't cried.

The cat in question is a 2 years old, siamese oriental shorthair. Really thin and lanky. The cat has this air of elegance at every step.

At first he wants to name him Ghost or something like that, but Kon (joking) says that that's no name for the heir of the Drakes. Tim takes it too seriously and he names the cat a super rich-kind name.

He ends with Sir Konrad The Third Archduke of the Couch.

This name has so many jokes on it. Firts is Konrad, at the beginning it was with C (Conrad) but Astro pointed out that it could also be pronounced with a K, as a reference to Kon, that way it can also be read as Kon-rad (he was so happy about it, saying that Konrad was also his son). The Third stands cause Tim is the third Robin. And Archduke of the Couch just because Konrad is a heavy sleeper that barely leaves the couch.

Bringing back the thought of Konrad being a heavy sleeper that love warm places to sleep, so picture this with me fam. Tim is working on the couch, focused on a case, and probably hasn't seen his bed since two days ago, suddenly he notice that he needs something that is upstairs or in another room, the problem is that the cat is sleeping in his lap, and he looks so comfy, so if Tim moves he would probably wake him up and now he is trapped on the couch.

Ten minutes later he is sleeping in the couch with a cat on his lap. This repeats a lot, so Konrad is actually helping Tim with his sleep schedule. Bonus points for all the pics that the batfam have of Tim and Konrad sleeping together.

When Steph gets her cat, eventually, Korand and Steph's cat has the worst relationship ever. They literally can't stand eachother.

#batman #batfam #batfam headcanons #picking up strays au #talia al ghul #barbara gordon #tim drake #this is silly #dc comics

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mysteryshoptls · 1 year ago

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SSR Epel Felmier Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 3

"Let me goooo!!"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

―Time machine delivery day

???: …pel... Epel!

[Ignihyde Dorm – Lounge]

Epel: Yeaaahhnn…?

Epel: Eh… Woah, when did I fall asleep!? 'N wait, why're ya… why are you here?

Vil: I came to check up on you, since your deadline is noon today. Good grief, I cannot believe you fell asleep on the floor like this.

Vil: So? Is the time machine finished?

Epel: Ah… We did. Please look at this!

Epel: You know how there's the story that the "Fairest Queen of All" made some poisoned apples?

Epel: I tried using that as my motif.

Epel: First, you can see that the whole exterior is painted the color of a ripe and shiny red apple.

Epel: It should make anyone want to reach out to grab it… Basically, I wanted to focus on making it look as delicious as possible!

Vil: Mhm… Continue.

Epel: Yessir. Another cool thing I added to the machine is a design that disappears when it's stopped, but appears when it's activates.

Epel: I'm going to turn it on to test it out, so please watch.

Vil: ! There's paint on the tire that was tucked underneath… Is this a drawing of a skull?

Epel: Yes! 'Cause it's said that a skull appeared on the poisoned apple that the Queen made before it turned all shiny and red…

Epel: I tried putting the skull mark somewhere that can't be seen from the outside until it starts up.

Epel: This here's my best attempt at an "appropriately beautiful" time machine!

Vil: …Let me ask you one thing. What was your reason for changing the motif to the poison apple?

Epel: Uhh… When I tried to incorporate the peacock into the design, I really couldn't tell if it was any good, or if it was terrible…

Epel: But then, I reckoned no one's better'n me when it comes ta makin' apples all pretty…!!

Vil: …...

Vil: …Heh. Finally, you were able to find a design that just screams "you."

Epel: …! Yes, sir!

Vil: Alright then, I'll leave the key to this magical wheel with you, Epel.

Epel: Eh? Why me?

Vil: I'll be heading back ahead of you, so you should deliver the time machine to the film club.

Vil: It still needs to be delivered by noon, as scheduled, so don't be late. Understand?

Epel: …If you're in a rush, you should just take it yourself… Wait, hold on!?

Epel: Does that mean that I'm allowed to ride it all the way to the set, then…?

Epel: Oooooooooooo yayyy!!!

Idia: Urgh… Epel-shi, so noisy… You're making my sleep-deprived head throb...

Epel: Ah! S-Sorry, Idia-san.

Epel: I can't believe I'm gonna get to ride on a magic wheel, I've been wanting to do this forever… And it's one I actually designed.

Epel: ―Okay, I gotta go fast all the way to the main building!

[Main Street]

Film Club Student A: Hm…? What's that? Something's coming at us from the main gate.

Rook: That's a magical wheel. The one riding it is… Ah, Monsieur Pommette, or rather, Epel-kun.

Film Club Student A: The vehicle looks shiny just like a real apple… And it's so beautiful, it really goes with his Pomefiore dorm uniform.

Film Club Student B: And on top of that, while he's driving that thing, Epel-kun has a different kind of glow from his usual fragile looking self.

Film Club Student C: I agree. His dignified gaze, his dauntless grin… I'm so drawn in that I cannot look away.

Rook: Did you hear that, Vil? Everyone has nothing but praise for Epel-kun!

Vil: Fufu, it seems it was a hit with the potatoes.

Epel: Ah… There they are! Vil-san! I've come to deliver the product, as promised.

Epel: Gotta put it in park… alright. Uh, alright, I'll be leaving then.

Vil: Not yet, Epel. Stay right there.

Vil: ―Film club members, lend me your ears! I have an announcement to make on our next film.

Vil: About the previously undecided lead role… I've decided to give the part to Epel here.

Epel: Eh… Ehh!?

Vil: You all saw it, yes? Saw how Epel looked while riding the time machine.

Vil: I believe that there is no one more suited for the lead role than this one here. Are there any objections?

Rook: His arrival on the time machine earlier definitely did look to be like a scene one would see in a movie.

Film Club Student B: That's true. I have to give props for how awe-inspiring it was. I suppose I can let him take the spotlight this time.

Epel: W-Wait a moment. Wasn't I just here to help with the design…?

Vil: It's been decided. I'll make sure to thoroughly train you into a proper actor, so best prepare yourself.

Vil: First, we'll need to get you in costume. Costume designers, take Epel to the club room.

Film Club Students: Yes, sir!

Epel: I-I never said anything about doing… Let me goooo!!

Vil: …The way his eyes sparkle when it's something he's interested in versus not is much too different. Really, he truly is a troublesome little apple.

Rook: I agree that the Epel-kun we saw just now was glowing much differently than yesterday…

Rook: Were you perhaps planning this as your finale the whole time?

Vil: ―Now, I wonder.

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

#twisted wonderland #twst #epel felmier #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #idia shroud #twst epel #twst vil #twst rook #twst idia #twst translation

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mayday-jd · 1 year ago

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then my girl says her absolute banger of a lyric which is "so I'm gonna put you into a blender with meeee" and at the end of the song simon is like "aww nice metaphor " which candy queen responds with "not a metaphor!!"

YEAH YOU BET IT'S NOT SHE WAS BEING DEADASS SERIOUS

which escalates the situation cuz winter king realizes that he's in ACTUAL danger like this isn't your average tuesday for him now he very well might DIE if the ice scouts, fionna and cake don't hurry tf up to save his and simon's ass

what's interesting to note is that simon despite being in danger, having been kidnapped and slowly getting dragged to his doom he still insists on helping candy queen cuz she's a pb variant a smart and collected person under the crazy and dumb character of the candy queen but winter king won't hear any of it he insists on how she's a dangerous individual and that there's nothing they can do for her/that he shouldn't bother which 🤨🤨 alr dude....

so fionna, cake and the ice scouts arrive, they kick ass, save the simons and fionna knocks candy queen out cuz winter king told her too after yelling over simon who insisted YET AGAIN that candy queen deserves to be helped

and then.... this happens

which alr weird but live the fantasy you wanna live simon and fionna (simon was already RIGHT THERE seeing this shit happen like he must've felt pretty weird seeing another version of himself kiss fionna)

and then THIS happens

winter king. fucking. DIES.

just like that he's just gone now and everything changes in the moment his body turns to dust

the winter kingdom melts, the ice scouts and ice marceline too (I fucking screamed when I saw her puddle bro 😭)

and then CANDY QUEEN GOES BACK TO BEING PB AGAIN

she goes on to say how her curse has been lifted now winter king's dead essentially we find out that he's been projecting the madness of the crown onto pb which is why winter king was the way he was

simon's fucking horrified by this revelation knowing in this universe he's fucked up his daughter's gf which is fucked up just in general and he apologized for that

and after 100 years of being forcefully obsessing over a MAN pb kisses the nearest woman aka fionna

LET'S GOOOO LESBIANS SHE'S FREE NOW

I saw this as a tweet earlier btw and I lost my shit she's so real for celebrating her liberation like this lmao

#im not joking the blender lyric is so good lmao #I lost my shit at that kiss scene #i mean i saw it earlier on twt #but i convinced myself it wasn't real BUT IT WAS #also fionna calls winter king “ice prince” like girl...#ice prince isn't here but i understand you 😞#so sad winter king got unsillified #my guy..... he's gone now ☹️

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dreamii-yume · 3 years ago

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SPOILERSSS for Twisted Wonderland Chapter 6 : 1-16!!!

*rubs hands* aight it wont take long before genshin has me in its gacha hell grasp again, I just barely escaped this time— NOW ITS TIME TO SEE THE BOIS CHAPTER 6 omg— wtf happened last time lol it’s been too long

So, no voice over because of some problems which is understandable but— meh I don’t feel like reading lol So I’m watching otome ayui translations this time, because im that one dumbass student who skipped kanji class and now i cant read without sounding like im five _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): “what up im yume im way passed 19 and i never fucking learned how to read”

Also watching Hanayura Kanon stream for the rest that’s not yet been translated lol Because he’s very good at voice acting for the characters and he’s funny af lol

- OKAY OKAY— WTF HAPPENED EXPLAIN

- Fun fact : I haven’t watched Hercules yet so I legit don’t know what’s about to come lol

- Aw, that’s cute— We called over Ace and Deuce late at night AND THEY REALLY CAME OVER AAAAA

- I forgot how fckin pure their friendship is _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

- Aight, so we actually have a huge-ass scratch from feral Grim lol That’s just fantastic, isn’t it

- FINALLY— We’re talking about Mickey and the stones my monster cat has been eating with Crowley AAAAA

- “Yeah there’s this bitch called mickey and i took his photo—“

- WE’RE FINALLY TALKING ABOUT THIS. AFTER 6 CHAPTERS.

- Bruh this crystal of blot sounds really dangerous why are we discussing this just now

- Speaking of this crystal, Crowley— you were looking for this crystal in chap one and when we asked you about wtf you’re trying to find you just went— “oH itS NothING.”

- I SUPPOSED ITS NOT NOTHING NOW IS IT

- I didnt see you searching for crystals after every chapter mr. crowley where were you 👁👄👁 dont you think it was weird that you didnt see a single one after like— five blotting incidents

- Oh so its rare i see— BRUH R U SURE ABOUT THAT grim literally found one every single chap LMAO

- Okay okay— see, he may be violent but listen— you aint gonna throw out my fucking cat okay

- Wh— THERE WAS A FESTIVAL!? Im dumb so its not just VDC LOL

- Listen LISTEN— GRIM IS FINE. HOLD UP— NO NEED TO THROW HIM OUT JUST LET ME HAVE ANOTHER LOOK AT HIM

- Aww, Ace and Deuce looked pissed about it too AAAAHH THE TRUE DEFINITION OF THE BOIS

- BRUH NO— ALL THE DORM LEADERS TO GO AND CAPTURE GRIM?? HE’LL DIE

- CROWLEY PLS— WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS, HONEY

- #Grimportectionsquad

- “It’s bout time for them to come” Who?

- FUCKING— CROWLEY STOP SAYING ITS NOTHING— This is why this school is so fucked, you never tell us anything ahead of time _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

- Aight he left, Ace Deuce hurry help me what you guys got

- He may be a monster but see— the worst he did is eat the whole tuna stack SO PLS HES STILL BABY AND I LOVE HIM

- THATS RIGHT DEUCE MY MAN GRIM CAN DO NO BAD I SWEAR

- HE WOULDNT EVER AGAIN I SWEAR

- Ace ヽ(；▽；)ノ The character development— im so proud of you, son

- THIS IS THE BOISSS— LETS GOOOO

- Fuck this is so beautiful— just me and the bois on our way in the middle of the night to find our MISSING CAT I—

- CROWLEY REALLY DID ASSEMBLE THEM DORM LEADERS AAAAAAA AT THIS HOUR TOO WTF

- BRUH WE CAN TALK

- Kalim Kalim Kalim Vil Vil Vil— Pls we’ve been through so much last chapter ＨＥＬＰ

- Leona…A big fat ｍｏｏｄ honestly lmao

- Ey ey riddle pls— dont make this any more difficult—

- Shut up azul stay where u are all you’ve done is nothing but chaos since you arrive so SHHH

- MALLEUS IS NOT HERE AGAIN LILIA PLS— where is he when we need him the most LOL

- Ortho, your bro where?? Also— SURVIVAL STATUS BRUH—

- YES PLS DONT HURT HIM OMG

- oh i forgot idia lives in his tablet LOL OF COURSE

- Omg he’s in the apple trees still looking scary as shi aaaaaaa pls kitty come home u just had too much catnip

- OH GOD 15m HE’S CLOSE

- “Starting operation” ORTHO WHAT TF

- EY EY EY oh good he’s knocked out sighhh

- Aight I know this has been translated but I can’t help but to look at the original japanese and im just— wtf is RTS and TAS idia i dont understand this advanced gamer otaku language

- But Idia and Ortho really do be speedrunning on who can fucking kick my cat the hardest LOL

- THATS RIGHT IDIA You understand me— Fellow cat lovers unite, Grim is very cute, he can’t do no bad

- …so can i have him back pls—

- Can we just appreciate the fact that these bois are willing to take the risk of getting their heads chopped off by Riddle by doing all this for us??

- If this isnt what you call true friendship then i dont know what this is

- Lol ambrose is going to appear in this festival again and crowley’s prideful ass is QUAKING

- WHY are we not allowed to see him crowley im sure we can handle it— We’re the BOIS. CMON

- Imagine if they just summon a fcuking— magic vet or something lol

- It’s the next day lol

- HAH ITS THE VDC LOSERS BY ONE VOTE SQUAD

- I mean the NRC Tribe— ٩( ᐛ )و

- VIL. what you have my queen

- Vil pls dont remind me that my cat isnt here but thank you for saying thank you i do not deserve—

- AWW THE ADEUCE SQUAD LOOKS SO SAD AAAAA

- Vil i miss the bad bitch but absolute oneesan energy but the apology— yeah are we gonna cry again lol

- AAAAAAHH why am i so proud— THAT vil is apologizing

- You dont need to maam what we had in chapter 5 was a fucking journey i regret nothing

- I swear if rook goes like— bitch that aint beautiful imma bonk him I WILL DO IT dont think i forgot what u did last chap

- Man i love me a man who can openly admit his mistakes MMMGH

- Rook i swear—

- Im glad that we’re not toning down ace’s brutal honesty lol

- BRUHHH I DONT LIKE IT WHEN VIL US TAKING ALL THE BLAME i mean what he said was kinda true BUT STILL

- Cheer up Vil, it’s not like it’s a complete failure anyways (；ω；) it was fun at least

- Hearing Jamil encourage Vil like this feels surreal BUT YES BOI U TELL EM

- What is this beautiful character development

- Ooff way to hit where it hurts the most vil my queen lol

- AAGH IT HURTS VIL RECOGNIZING NEIGE’S HARDWORK LIKE THIS— THE PRIDE I CAN FEEL IT ＣＲＡＣＫ

- Bruh we appreciate Neige’s impeccable smile in this household— REMEMBER WHEN EVERYONE WAS LIKE NEIGE’S GON BE A BAD BOI??? WELP—

- It was me, i was that person and i shall drown in apple juice for it

- Of course, the ultimate Neige simp already knows that lol

- Bruh the background music has no business being this sad　ｓｔｏｐ

- I hate it when vil is right sometimes omg— TRUEEE KALIM especially wouldn’t be able to stand properly on stage after knowing Neige’s own hardships aaaa

- NOO BABY DONT CRY

- Vil redemption arc??? 👀👀 you can help us cure our cat—

- !? Are we gonna get that money promised in that poster?? 👀👀

- WHAA FUCKING WAHAA VIL IS GONNA PAY THAT US??? THE WHOLE 5 MIL EACH??!! VIL CALM DOWN WHAT I SAID WAS A JOKE

- Damn vil is ＳＴＡＣＫＥＤ He really didnt want to owe anyone anything LMAO YES QUEEN

- WHA— KALIM IS ACCEPTING??? OUT OF EVERYONE HERE, I DID NOT EXPECT YOU TO ACCEPT THAT KALIM

- Kalim is making my heart go boom boom again baby boi ✨👁💧👄💧👁✨✨

- HE’LL DONATE IT TO THE RAMSHACKLE DORM BABY BOIIII

- …sumimasen kalim for having a very rundown dorm 👁💧👄💧👁 but thank you for being nice about it lol

- OKAY OKAY KALIM YOU DONT HAVE TO LIST ALL THE THINGS WRONG IN MY DORM PLS—

- THIS IS EMBARRASSING PLS KALIM IM SORRY FOR BEING POOR

- But this man be such a sunshine holy shit i cant even be mad about it lol

- AW YEAH RAMSHACKLE DORM IS GONNA GET A MAKEOVER

- EVERYONE BE DONATING THEIR MONEY TO US AAAAA Were they always this NICE

- Aight adeuce pls— y’all dont have to force yourself to donate my guys (´；ω；`) being friends is enough lol i get it my bois

- Find me a man who can make me feel like this the way Vil can

- Man if only Grim is here :’) he’d be soo happy :’)) you can have all the tuna you want buddy :’)))

- GRIM PLS ADEUCE IS WILLING TO TREAT YOU TO LUNCH BABY

- Bro this is so wholesome omg

- Im sorry but still up to this day, my understanding of Epel’s accent is still　ｌａｃｋｉｎｇ lmao

- Aight they be talking about how Rook already knew that they were going to lose from the very beginning

- The FORESHADOWING LOL The difference with how Rook said “What a wonderful performance” rather than “What a beautiful performance” sigh

- Honestly we gotta respect Rook’s resolve here lol man just knows what he wants

- Rook and Vil’s friendship lmao

- 👁👄👁 …!?

- EARTHQUAKE WTF How dare you ruin such moment—

- WHAT IS GOING ON

- EY WTF DONT DESTROY MY DORM WTF ARE YOU GUYS

- WHAT ARE THESE ROBOTS OUTSIDERS KILL THEM WITH FIRE

- They look like something that belongs to the Ignihyde dorm HUH

- Oh bruh— Vil in his Dorm Leader mode is so cool AND YES I KNOW THIS IS NOT THE TIME BUT wheww~~ Vil YAS QUEEN

- KALIM TOO AAAAAA JAMIL’S 「はっ！」SO COOL

- so SO— the dorm leader’s have a protocol for outsider attacks like this 👁👄👁 OMG THEY’RE SO HOT

- They don’t seem like our bois anymore aaa just pure professionalism at this point—

- GOD I FORGOT HOW COOL THEY ARE OMG

- HEEEYYY OUR DORM IS GETTING DESTROYED WTF ARE THESE GUYS’ PROBLEM

- We were just talking about renovating it too wtf

- AAAAAHHH HOW DARE YOU— VIL R YOU OK

- Bruh i dont know what is going on but dont touch my man’s face

- They’re targetting Vil and Jamil WHY— overblot men!!??? WHERE ARE YOU— GIVE THEM BACK

- I didnt understand what epel said here lmao BUT—!?

- THEY HAVE GRIM TOO FUCK HE’S BACK LET GO OF MY FUCKING CAT

- WHAT IS GOING ON DARLINGS

- BUDDYY >:’0000 Grimmm MY HEART—

- Are they kidnapping the overblot men?? What— the fucking absolute ｂａｌｌｓ on these robots

- God we’re getting absolutely ｆｕｃｋｅｄ in here

- AND THERE’S A CAULDRON IN THE BACKGROUND LOL DEUCE WENT HAM

- BRING ME BACK MY FUCKING CAT— >:’0000

- I thought there’s going to be a festival not a fucking kidnapping event HEY

- Oh 👀 Rook pls help

- AAAHH SERIOUS ROOK IS HOT—

- IS THE OTHER DORM LEADERS CHILLING WHERE ARE THEY KALIM PLS BE SAFE

- OH RIDDLE IS NOT ANSWERING THEY GOT HIM TOO

- Oh ghad they got him during clubs WTF HOW—

- *nervous hornii chuckling* …angry expression silver 👁👄👁 im sorry

- AAAA Dorm leaders actually be acting like dorm leaders is soo cool i cant—

- Bruh the story is all chaos what is this chapter

- Are they gonna get Leona and Azul too what—

- RIDDLE BABY Jesus christ dont overblot like this again lol

- DAMN HE STRONG FOR A SMOL BOI THO

- Whoever made these robots wtf is their deal lol TO BE ABLE TO BEAT A DORM LEADER—

- …Bruh where is our horned friend when u need him

- Silver and Sebek theorizing with dorm leaders but they took Jamil tho?? It’s probably the overblot men they’re after

- Also Malleus is probably good so you two calm down lol Lilia’s probs having tea with him right now

- Okay, Leona how are you going to get captured KING.

- Omg everything is getting destroyed wtf

- AW LEONA SAVED RUGGIE THATS CUTE AND COOL AF

- Bruh leona these are material robots— cant you just turn them into sand lol

- Oh they do have some kind of brand cmon just turn them into sand pls

- WHAT THE FUCK

- LEONA-SAN!? WHY ARE YOU GIVING UP— OJI-TAN!!!

- OLD MAN WHAT—

- *hearing leona whisper his reasons ✋ 👁👄👁 🤚 okay sir im sorry

- Damn Leona acting like a real prince right now— it’s kinda hot 👀👀

- BRUH PLS COME BACK DONT TALK LIKE YOU AINT GONNA

- BRO WHERE ARE THE TEACHERS

- THE BOARD GAME CLUB

- Idia : “bro we just chilling be cool— MY CHESS PIECE“

- “Aight ortho what’s the situation” “ｆｕｃｋｅｄ＂

- So Idia of course knows about this— why does he look like he’s so done lmao me getting the feeling this isnt the first time idia has encountered this situation before lol

- Man i want to see azul in action too but mehh— Idia told him to settle down cries

- LOL WHAT IS THIS KARONE ROBOTS

- Wait— are they taking idia too?? OH IS THIS THE DOING OF IDIA’S FAMILY

- WHERE IS CROWLEY— THE TEACHERS, YOUR IMPORTANT STUDENTS ARE GETTING KIDNAPPED

- AH THEY ALSO KNOW ABOUT THESE STYX BITCHES WHAT— and they’re just letting them GO whaaat

- Sounds to me that this must be idia’s family taking care of the overblotting students?? Like to protect Idia or something?? I DONT—

- “Gather all the dorm leaders” No, sir, they’re already gone besides my sunshine and the horn boi

- Malleus??? 👁👄👁 TSUNOTAROU

- Pls kill the robots they destroyed my place

- AAH UPSIDE DOWN LILIA long time no see lol

- Bruhh the diasomnia students are so lucky to have Malleus as a dorm leader omg

- BRUH LILIA’S RINGTONE IS SO CUTE LMAO

- Kalim sounds so desperate im so sad

- ARE WE— ARE WE GONNA MEET MALLEUS AGAINNN

- Bruh they just goku teleported their way out of the dorm lol

- AAAAHH EVERYONE IS HERE THIS IS SO FUN

- Wait jack is not here lol did they just forget about him wtf

- Oh shit we here too i did not know LMAO

- S-So are we just gonna..continue school like— like these styx bitches didnt just ruin half the school, my dorm, injure my bois, and took my cat or…???

- GASP AAAA STYX IS A BLOT RESEARCH FACILITY WHAAAT

- So that’s why leona and idia be like bro this is not worth it

- O-Oh yeah— they…they didnt know that Vil overblot— PFFT

- Malleus pls information who are you talking about—

- WHO— LILIA MALLEUS OH NO

- Ey, overblot squad are assembled lol this looks so dangerous

- LMAOO Riddle was sleeping on Leona’s lap for three hours THATS SO CUTE

- Where the fck did they take them, ITS CRAMPED AF

- Bro they’re just exposing Vil and Jamil’s overblot that’s supposed to be a SECRET LOL

- Oji-tan can sound so wise and reliable like this if he really tried lol sugar daddy energy

- Wtf these guys never thought that idia was from a big shot family??? They thought it was just coincidence that they had the same family name PFFT

- AZUL AAAA He was right there my guy BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY MAN

- oh. They finally opened— isn’t this the ignihyde dorm what

- WHAT THE FU— IDIA

- Bro— WHAT WAS THAT IT WAS IDIA ALL ALONG???

- WHAT IS THIS CHAPTER

This chapter is a fucking roller coaster like— literal 0 to 100 ＱＵＩＣＣ From having a moment with Vil and the bois to a FUCKING TERRORIST ATTACK LMAO IM HYPED FOR NEXT CHAP—

It’s been so long, I hope they released the next part soon (๑>◡<๑) I forgot how fine these men are lol at least I want to hear their voices again 👁👄👁

#twisted wonderland #spoilers #chapter 6

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wormonafewlogs · 4 years ago

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we are watching Happiest Season let’s goooo

THE OPENING CREDITS ALREADY SET THE GAY ASS STAGE HELL YEAH

uhaul lesbians

omg straight people

I love this tour lady

heist heist heist heist hEIST HEIST HEIST

oh my god straight people wtf

oh to be mackenzie davis

oh she’s actually an orphan

ITS CHRISTMAS YOU KNOWWWW

(spoilers below the cut)

daniel levy is a god

dan gets my “omg straight people”

oh no it’s gonna be bad

“I took lessons for 8 years” jane ily

kristen stewart is having Gay Judgement

OH BUT THEY WANT TO SHARE A BED

jane deserves the world

I’M SCARED OF WHATS GONNA HAPPEN W HER

NO they DID NOT bring connor

mackenzie is Gay Panicking

audrey plaza is SO PRETTY

I’m so scared what’s gonna happen w jane. I’m terrified she’s gonna walk in and ahhhhh

dan levy continues to deliver

“have they ever MET a lesbian?” icon

don’t worry kids, she doesn’t want to sleep there either

OH THEY ARE ASSHOLES

those pretentious bitches

ok eric is ok

no it’s MY early christmas present

me @ sloane: “I f**king hate this bitch. I want her in the ditch” iykyk

jane and sloane are so under appreciated by the family it scares me

nice save kristen

“this family has nothing to hide” oh no

ew straight people with a lot of UMPH

omg he’s flushing the fish noooo

✨❤️aubrey plaza❤️✨

I want them to be friends

STRESSSSS

the peace sign omg

heist heist heist hEIST HEIST

release the roomba

I needed this break

OH NO THE TWINSSSSS

oh no they’re going to the mall together

no the kids are DEVILS

wtf this never happens

what are these security guards

WHAT THE FUCK

ok they should’ve had the kids put a ton of jewelry. that would’ve been more sus

AUBREY PLAZAAAAAA

THEY HAVE DRAG QUEENS????

omg eric’s gonna be there

oh god no I’m stressed

STRESS

I really want a movie from harper’s perspective

I’m lowkey feeling some bi erasure here. like is harper bi or gay? like u feel if she was bi there would be a bigger deal of abby hanging out with connor but I also don’t want that and ahhhh

EW STRAIGHT PEOPLE

I think harper and abby need hugs

GOD TO BE HARPER

I love abby’s outfit also I AM GAY

she’s making a knife with a candy cane ilh

DAN LEVY HAS ARRIVED YESSSSS

they are pulling this off wonderfully

STRESS

ok quiet down a but there’s a party upstairs

pls shut the door oh god

NOOOOO OH GODDDD

ok dan levy I see u

F**K OH NO OH NO

oh I thought eric was gonna be gay but this is an... interesting twist

OK DAN I SEE U I SEE U

eric and abby r such a mood oh wow

OH MY GOD JANEEEEEE that’s do PRETTY

oh my god they were roommates

jesus I’m dying pls save me

hell yeah jane go off

god this is so powerful

aubrey plaza continues to deliver

ok that was REALLY bi erasure how they called harper a lesbian

“lies” mmm bitch try again

it’s gonna happen oh my god

is she gonna propose??

bring out all the surprises ig

WOOHOO POP OFF

nonono nonono no no NOOOOO

dan NOT THE TIME

yes

proposal?

ohhhh I love thissssss

oh no

I actually gasped

HOLY SHITHE REALLY STUCK IT TO THE HOMOPHOBES HOLY SHIT

jane <3

an epilogue???

I LOVE THIS SONG

oh he won!

they went to a pride parade together!!!

is that???? a girlfriend for riley????

TL;DR ok wow that was a lot of stress. like way too much. but um that delivered. like seriously. I love this movie

#happiest season #kristen stewart #daniel levy #mackenzie davis #aubrey plaza

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justlookatthosesausages · 5 years ago

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How about this for a prompt: Kai and Gerda meet Honeymaren for the first time Or just Honeymaren visits Arendelle castle

(This actually is more inspiring than it looks - gonna slide in words profusion lol here we goooo!)

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“And… This is the portraits room.”

Honeymaren couldn’t believe her eyes, and stared all around with a dropped jaw and an awe smile.

Gerda saw her emotion and discreetly cleared her throat. “You don’t have portraits in the Northuldra culture?” She asked politely.

She found the brunette’s reaction surprising, but also was curious about her people’s lifestyle. She never traveled to the forest - Anna had insisted many times for her to come along, noticing her interest, but Gerda kept saying she preferred to wait for her retirement.

Honeymaren looked at the walls while she answered. “Oh, we draw portraits of people as well. Only, they’re way less fancy. Without those golden frames, that’s for sure. Ours are sketches, often drawn with charcoal. Ryder’s good at it. He learned from Yelana.”

“I see.” Smiled Gerda.

She suddenly gasped.

“Oh, Your Majesty! I hadn’t seen you!!” She exclaimed, rushing to bow to Anna, whose head had just popped from the couch a few meters away.

“Waow, I didn’t see you either.” Said Honeymaren.

“It’s okay.” Chuckled Anna, sitting up. “I was just laying down meditating. And also listening to what you were saying.”

“Do you come in this room often?” Asked the Northuldra, who, despite its beauty, started to find it oppressing with all those painted eyes staring.

“You have no idea.” Said Anna and Gerda at the same time.

The two giggled, and Honeymaren was happy to see how close they were. It’s just like Kai had said: they know each other since Anna’s birth.

“Where’s Elsa? She’s not with you?”

Honeymaren smiled. “As if I would come without her.”

Anna had a sigh. The brunette perceived some relief in it, just like her previous questions were filled with disappointment and worry.

“She’s in the big room.” Continued Honeymaren.

“The Great Hall.” Corrected Gerda gently.

“Oh, yes, sorry.”

“‘The big room’ was understandable enough, don’t worry.” Smiled Anna, who was close to consider re-naming it that way.

Now that she was Queen, she allowed herself quirky decisions that Elsa would never have dared to do. But this one maybe was a bit meh.

“She’s chatting with Kristoff. When Gerda started to make me visit the rooms, I think they were talking about… Ice density?”

Anna chuckled. “They talk about ice ninety percent of the time, I’m not surprised.”

Honeymaren smiled. “Has Elsa talked to you about the ice decorations for the wedding yet? I couldn’t make her stop talking about it for a week straight.”

“Of course she did”, snorted the redhead. “She even put drawings with all the details in her letters. My desk is covered with them. When I told Kristoff that our wedding would have an ice table, he practically sobbed of happiness.”

They both laughed, and even Gerda couldn’t hide a smile.

“Have you finished your tour yet?”

“There’s only the armors corridor left.” Informed the servant.

Anna bit her lip. “Oh, there’s no need to show her this part. I mean… It’s not really that much of a… Big deal, and…”

“What have you done this time?” Asked Gerda, knowing that tone very well and holding a sigh.

The Queen cleared her throat. “I, uh, I may have made one or two armors fall on the floor this morning.”

Gerda put her hands on her hips.

“How many time did we t- advised you to not slide down the stairs ramp??”

“I was late for my meeting!” Groaned Anna, reproaching that fault to herself but also pouting like she was genuinely scolded.

Honeymaren simply stared at them, not understanding a single part of their conversation.

“I’ll take care of it.” Said Gerda, and she sighed on her way to the door, hoping it would not be heard.

It was heard, but Anna wasn’t angry. The servant was right, and the Queen took the mental note to slide slower next time.

“So, royal portraits, uh?” Asked Honeymaren.

“Yep”, smiled Anna with pride. “Oh, come see over there. Elsa’s coronation portrait is awesome.”

“It’s in this room? I’m surprised it’s not elsewhere in the castle. I mean, with Elsa’s sense of extra… You know her more than me.”

Anna cackled. “I agree, but no, she’s not extra for that. Also, we decided to put ours here, we prefer to have family portraits in the corridors. Oh, did you pass by the one with our parents?”

“Where you’re super young? Yesss, Elsa is so cute on this one!”

The redhead laughed with a nod. Honeymaren continued.

“I like that you put it next to the more recent portrait of you with Olaf and Kristoff, and, oh Spirits I don’t even know how you did it but... You managed to put Sven in there too. Reindeers aren’t very patient for human stuff.”

“He actually was the one who stayed the more still for the whole painting process. It took days to do the portrait, and he was always in advance at the appointments. Kristoff kept moving because he didn’t know what pose to take, Olaf kept joking around, I obviously kept coming in late, and Elsa was so nervous the whole time I thought she was about to explode. First time in a long while we make a family portrait, you know…”

The brunette nodded. Elsa’s emotional stress was a known fact.

“Hey, do you wanna eat?” Suggested Anna. “We received tons of samples from cooks for the wedding’s buffet, and goodness they’re just insanely tasty.”

“Okay.” Chuckled Honeymaren.

As they walked out, they bumped on a smiling Elsa.

“There you are! I knew that if you weren’t in your room, it only meant that you were there.”

“Good deduction.” Chuckled Anna, approaching to hug her.

“I missed you, like always.” Sighed Elsa on her shoulder.

“You’re gonna stay for days for the party and all, and it’s gonna be loud and I’m gonna be loud, so you’ll probably change your mind afterwards…” Joked Anna.

“Never.” Chuckled the blonde.

They parted the hug, and the younger had a teasing look. “Wait, you went to talk with Kristoff first and foremost when you arrived. That’s a bit rude.”

“I had to tell him about the ice sculptures! I’ve been thinking of an ice swan. Or maybe an ice lion. Both would be great. Did you know that–”

“Here she goes again.” Smiled Honeymaren with a sigh.

Anna turned to her. “Yep.”

“Are you listening?” Frowned Elsa, who didn’t stop talking despite their exchange.

“Not at all”, admitted Anna. “You’re very talkative about it, uh? Look, I prefer to keep the surprise, okay? Don’t tell me what you’re going to create.”

“Not even the ice pillars?”

“No, not even– Hey, stop, I really don’t want to know anything.”

“You’re only saying that so I stop talking.”

“That’s half true.”

“What?”

Honeymaren cleared her throat. “Speaking of surprises, Anna, how is the wedding dress going?”

The redhead beamed, stars in her eyes. “It’s done. And gorgeous. Well, it’s only missing one final thing…”

The Sami winked. “I brought what you asked for. We sewed it for the special occasion.”

She opened her satchel and took out a Northuldra belt, brown and orange, with traditional motives.

Anna let out a gasp, and her eyes filled with tears. “It’s…”

“Gorgeous?” Guessed Honeymaren.

“And it will perfectly highlight the color of your hair.” Smiled Elsa.

#hamster-inside #asks #yes i totally grabbed the occasion to make it a pre-wedding convo loool #i couldn't help it #i love to picture how excited about it elsa and anna are but for different reasons #and yes elsa totally plans to decorate the WHOLE thing with ice stuff #and obviously kristoff is nerdy about it #and yes anna totally wants to have a half-Northuldra half-Arendellian wedding #frozen 2 #post frozen 2 #frozen #frozen drabbles #frozen prompts #frozen 2 drabbles #frozen 2 prompts #post frozen 2 drabbles #post frozen 2 prompts #snow sisters #kristanna

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mlqcdrabbledabble · 4 years ago

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MLQC - Anime episode 9: “Why are we here-- just to suffer?”

Choo-choo! Incoming first impressions, thoughts, and drabbles here we go folks!

Warnings:

Some mature themes

Mentions of violence and self harm

This anime got an M Rating real quick maybe PG 13 at least

You know the drill! Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers! ga-LORE~

Previous episode 8 drabble here

Continue at your own peril risk.

Alright Lucien centered episode (It’s his turn on the chopping block)

Mr. Love Queen’s choice: evol x love --aka-- Koi to Producer --aka-- Love and Producer --aka-- I’m calling you MLQC -anime OKAY!

Episode 9:

“Monochrome”

The term monochrome comes from the Ancient Greek: μονόχρωμος, romanized: monochromos, lit. 'having one color'. A monochromatic object or image reflects colors in shades of limited colors or hues. Images using only shades of grey (with or without black or white) are called grayscale or black-and-white.

These titles... the creators think are sooo clever... (but they are)

MC looking for Lucien:

Damn this girl is actually got a very good investigative mind

but no real sense of danger and is sooo dumb sometimes... Like was she dropped as a baby? Oh wait she’s a “journalist” ... IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW!

Oh cool boy Lucien arrives just in time to save the day. Hooraaaaay

Awww she got a tiny scratch and thanks Lucien for being a traveling first-aid kit!

But he must carry band-aids on him because he works with kids... and ohhhh boooy are they accident prone. Like MC! Wait MC is like a kid... the way she acts sometimes...

Lucien sees through MC’s strong girl facade:

ooo I like that!

He’s *clap* too *clap* smart *clap* to *clap* fall *clap* for *clap* that... *clap*

Makes strong points about him helping her to shut down her annoying “I don’t need no one” arguments.

Look I know she wants people (especially evolvers) to stay away from her right now but...

- Basically: “MC Lucien is like a genius researcher and probably the best person to ask for help and go to for this kind of thing. Now isn’t the time to “play the hero” (that comes later) And you need his help.”

-HE’S SO WOKE

LET HIM HELP YOU DITZ! (ahem sorry)

Lucien and MC doing great collaborative and investigative work:

Heck yeah! collaboration!

TEAM WORK MAKES THE DREAM-WORK! BBY! LET’S GOOOO!!

Awwwe he gave her his lucky rainbow pen

Again we are reminded of what he sees (or lack thereof)

and Again I am reminded of his pain. Excuse me for a moment as I go cry in corner.

Lucien and MC are on the CASE!

Que mission impossible music

Ooo MC’s precognition powers coming in clutch now~

MC pushes Lucien into a corner

W-Well damn girl take him out to dinner first

And Lucien protect MC~

Ugh Lucien it is pointless to tell someone with a... hero-complex? to protect themselves.

Lucien and MC on the run from BS agents?

I’m... Actually kinda confused about why Black Swan (BS-heh) wants her alive, but also dead?

Common BS enough with all this flip-flopping. DO YOU NEED HER ALIVE OR NOOOOT?! Enough with this BS hehehehe

Lucien’s power revealed: the power of “hippity-hoppity your evol is now my property!”

And now...

THE BETRAYAL THAT NO ONE SAW COMING-- BUT WE DID LIKE IN EPISODE 1 or 2...? I don’t remember but it was early on we knew he was Ares and with BS...

anyways...

MC was fully unaware. Like she truly is clueless. Surprising for someone who has a “selective precognition evol”. Guess she... DID NOT SEE THIS COMING!

(I will proceed to the nearest shortest 2 meter fall cliff)

(like that part was sooo unnecessarily overly dramatic)

(MC got nooo athleticism. But that is accurate in the game sooo)

Okay... Sooo she like is holding herself hostage? Like damn girl...

Really goes to show there nothing more dangerous than a person with “nothing left to lose”...

I guess Lucien wants her alive (because he cares-- pesky feelings)

I guess she’s a back up too? And a short-cut for evolution? If this whole TV tower plan thing blows up.

Oh and now Lucien has lost “his color”

So saaad

But... why he stab his own eye though?

I have a theory that he did that to be like “She stabbed me in the eye and got away”?

idk

Gonna have to see what happens in the next episode!!

Kiro! you’re next!

I’m not ready for the TV-tower part.

I’m not ready for sooo much to come.

All aboard the pain train choo-choo!

End part:

Oh hey Victor! How’s the Loveland 2030 Expo?!

can he bring back MC a souvenir?

can he bring me back a souvenir?

and whatever he do. DO NOT MEET WITH YOUR OLDER SELF!

(you know probably cause the end of the universe? And wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff.)

Extra little drabble:

Ummmmmmm sooooooo is Gavin still like going haywire?

(where’d he go? lololololol)

(Oh too bad! Other boys gotta get the spot-light!)

#mlqc anime #spoilers #mlqc spoilers #koi to producer #evol x love #this game and anime have waaaay to many titles #mlqc episode 9 #monochrome #lucien #shimon #victor #Zen #Kiro #kira #F in the chat to pay respects to the boy missing in this episode

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ukulelecal · 6 years ago

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The Lady In Waiting - Part One

In which you’re the lady in waiting for the princess, and the mysterious, quiet prince has taken a certain interest in you.

Warnings: none

Pairing: Royal!Calum Hood x Reader

A/N: here we goooo, part one!!!! tbh i have so much shit i want to happen but like it can’t happen till later in the story and i just want to get there already lol. also, as always, feedback is appreciated x

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“Remember, when you see the royal family, curtsy. And don’t speak unless spoken to. The king and queen are kind people, but they can be a little stingy on the etiquette.”

“I’m sure my curtsy is atrocious,” Y/N fretted, looking over at Carlisle worriedly. They were currently in a carriage, making their way to the city where the palace was. Their kingdom, called Vavia, wasn’t very big, but the trip from her village, Georgetown, to the city, Alexander, was about forty five minutes. Y/N had never been to Alexander; she’d heard it was beautiful.

“If it’s that bad, you’ll learn. Trust me. They want to see you’re making an effort, they don’t want just anyone being the lady in waiting for the princess. Just try, or they can send you back to Georgetown just as quickly as you arrive,” Carlisle explained, giving her a pointed look.

Y/N bit her lip, turning her gaze to look out the window. If she was the least bit out of line, they could give her the boot, hell, they could execute her-

“Y/N?”

She snapped her head to the source of the voice, finding Carlisle staring at her with a look of concern and confusion.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. What’s going on?” He continued, shifting a bit in his seat. Y/N shrugged, fiddling her fingers in her lap.

“I’m just a little nervous, I guess,” she muttered. “I mean, it’s the king and queen. The princess, the prince. And I’m working for them. It’s just scary.”

Carlisle sighed, reaching over to pat the girl’s shoulder.

“I understand. I was nervous when I first started there as well. But trust me, as long as you behave properly and such, you won’t be punished or anything. You’ll be great,” he preached, sending her an encouraging smile. “Speaking of, we’re just arriving.”

Y/N turned to look out the window again, mouth falling open at the sight in front of her.

The palace was massive; it looked as big as the entirety of Georgetown. It was extravagant, with grand pillars and golden accents among the whole exterior. Y/N was in absolute awe of the place. It definitely was quite the upgrade from Aunt Mary’s house. It was old, small, falling apart at the seams, but the palace? The palace was the opposite.

The driver brought the horse to a stop after being let in through the gates, right at the lavish front doors. Carlisle thanked the man and ushered her out. She stared up at the building, eyes wide with amazement. Carlisle chuckled, placing his hand on her back to lead her inside.

As soon as she was just one step in the door, Y/N felt out of place.

She didn’t belong there. The people who belonged there were royalty, noblemen, monarchs, and Y/N wasn’t any of those things. She was just...Y/N. She had no title, nothing to her name. She came from Georgetown, of all places, one of the poorest villages in all of Vavia. Everything about the palace screamed elegance, everything was pristine and valuable, but everything Y/N ever had was quite the opposite.

She could only hope they wouldn’t be judgemental of her status.

“You’ll be meeting the royal family in the grand hall now,” Carlisle said evenly. “Remember to curtsy, smile, and don’t be too chatty.”

Y/N took a deep breath, trying her best to keep her composure. Carlisle was comforting, but words could only do so much when reality was setting in the way it was. She was in the palace. On her way to meet the royal family. It was real; she couldn’t pinch herself and wake up in her house in Georgetown. This was happening. Guards stared her down as she walked, clearly confused as to who she was and why she was there, but did nothing seeing she was with Carlisle.

He lead her through the winding hallways until they reached a large set of doors, intricately carved mahogany. Carlisle wasted no time in pulling the doors open, knowing Y/N may overthink if he waited.

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat the moment the doors were fully open.

There were four thrones against the opposite wall, gold frames with dark velvet cushions, on a raised part of the floor with a few long steps leading up to them. Each seat was occupied by a royal; King David and Queen Joy were in the middle two, while Prince Calum sat at his father’s side and Princess Mali-Koa at her mother’s side. Y/N had never seen them in person, only in photographs. It was surreal, seeing them in the flesh.

She didn’t realize she wasn’t moving until she saw Carlisle pass her out of the corner of her eye. Willing herself to calm down, she scurried to catch up to him, and took his perfect bow as her cue to curtsy.

Her trembling fingers reached for her dress, holding the skirt between her fingertips, and stuck her leg behind the other, clumsily bending her legs and bowing her head. She stumbled, nearly losing her balance, but quickly stood up again. Heat spread from her cheeks down to her neck as she clasped her hands in front of her. First impression and she nearly falls out of a curtsy.

“Your majesties. I have returned, and I believe I have a wonderful candidate to be Her Highness’ lady in waiting.” Carlisle gestured to her, grinning. “This is Lady Y/N Y/L/N.”

Lady. That’s new.

The girl forced herself to look up, and she was painfully aware of the intense gaze of four pairs of royal eyes on her. She remembered Carlisle’s advice to smile, and she forced one onto her face. She knew it looked unnatural, she knew the tension in her shoulders was probably visible, but she couldn’t help it. Anxiety still bubbled inside of her, and she subtly dug her nails into her hands to stop them from shaking.

“Lady Y/N,” the king repeated, rising from his throne. Her heart pounded against her chest as he descended down the steps, stopping right in front of her. She looked up at him, the smile diminishing from her face. He looked serious, as if he were studying her, and then a warm smile tugged at his lips. “It’s lovely to meet you.”

He extended his hand, that Y/N shook hesitantly. His grip was firm, while she barely held on to his hand at all.

“You as well, Your Majesty,” she said softly, thankfully remembering being taught how to properly address nobility as a child. The queen approached as well, her expression inviting.

“Welcome to our home, Lady Y/N,” she greeted.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

It was going decently well so far, aside from almost falling over in front of them and being on the verge of panicking.

The princess then approached, a bright smile on her face. She gently shook her hand, and Y/N’s eyes travelled down to the diamond encrusted bracelet around the girl’s wrist. It was probably worth more than her house.

“It’s really great to meet you,” she said sweetly. Y/N smiled, now on especially high alert to make a good impression. This was the princess Y/N was going to be serving; if she hated her, she could easily make her life a living hell, and Y/N would completely be at her mercy. Not that the princess seemed cruel, but it was nonetheless a possibility that was eating her away.

“You as well, Your Highness,” Y/N began, cursing the way her voice trailed off at the end of her sentence. “I’m honored to serve you.”

“Oh, a lady in waiting isn’t a servant,” she chuckled. Even her simple laugh radiated grace. “You’ll see.”

Y/N wasn’t sure if “you’ll see” was a good thing or not, but she couldn’t ignore the pang of dread that poked her heart.

The prince was the last person to greet her. Y/N had always thought he was handsome when she saw him in photographs, but in person, he was on a whole other level. His eyes, a feature you couldn’t really see in the colorless pictures, were heavenly. She forced herself to focus; she didn’t know anything about him, and he would never go for someone like her. Besides, she was just here to support Aunt Mary.

“Lady Y/N,” was all he said as a greeting, extending his hand like the rest of his family had done. He shot her a small grin, dark curls falling over his forehead. From what she could tell, he was a tad quieter than the rest.

“Your Highness,” she mused, shaking his hand.

Y/N didn’t miss the way his gaze trailed down to their interlocked hands, or the way his eyebrows pinched together and the slight frown on his lips when he looked at them.

Confused, she stole a glance down as well, just as they pulled away, and there was only one thing about either of their hands that stood out to her; the nail marks on her skin. She had been digging her nails into the tops of her hands due to nerves when they were clasped together, leaving little crescent shapes indented on them.

She would never have thought it was relevant. They weren’t permanent, and it’s not like she was bleeding. No one else noticed. No one else even looked down at their hands. Why did he?

It probably meant nothing, but Y/N didn’t seem to be thinking clearly about anything at the moment.

“Where do you come from, Lady Y/N?”

The sound of Princess Mali-Koa’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts, and she consciously tucked her hands behind her back.

“I come from Georgetown, Your Highness.”

Although she couldn’t be sure, she swore she saw the king and queen’s expressions change, just a bit, and not in a good way.

Georgetown meant poor. Georgetown meant criminal.

“Georgetown, up north, right?” The princess continued, her and her brother seemingly unfazed by her village of origin. Y/N nodded.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The conversation continued, mostly the family asking Y/N some basic questions about herself. The prince still stayed quiet, gaze fixed on the new lady in waiting with his eyebrows still furrowed.

Why in the world was he still looking at her?

“Carlisle, show the lady to her quarters, please?” The king eventually said once the conversation died down, shooting a tight lipped grin Y/N’s way. “Dinner will be brought to her there.”

“Oh, let her dine with us tonight!” Princess Mali-Koa exclaimed, turning towards her father. “She just arrived, we should give her a warm welcome!”

The king sighed, giving his daughter a pointed look.

“Mali-”

“Well, I say yes,” she interrupted, gaze returning to Y/N, who was staring at the princess with wide eyes. “Lady Y/N, would you like to join us for dinner tonight?”

Y/N had to clench her jaw to keep her mouth from falling open. Dine with the royal family? Surely she couldn’t. Why should she? She didn’t belong at their table. She could tell the king wasn’t happy, but she was the princess’ lady in waiting, afterall. Wasn’t she supposed to do anything she asked?

“I-I would hate to impose,” was what ended up coming out of her mouth, wanting to slap herself for stuttering.

“Nonsense, I want you there,” the princess countered with a kind smile. “Mr. Denning can show you to your room now, and someone will come get you later to show you the dining hall, okay?”

She glanced at Carlisle, who had been quietly standing off to the side, a signal to show you out.

“Of course, Your Highness,” Carlisle responded, placing a hand on Y/N’s shoulder. The man bowed one last time, and Y/N dipped into a curtsy, that she thankfully didn’t nearly fall out of, as well.

“Dinner with the royal family, that’s big,” he continued once the doors to the grand hall shut behind them, grinning down at the girl. Y/N took a deep breath, shaking her head in disbelief as they walked.

“This is crazy, Carlisle,” she mumbled. “I just got here, I have to have dinner with them?”

“Hey, it’s a good thing!” He encouraged. “The princess clearly likes you already. Hardly any staff gets invited to have dinner with them, let alone on the first day. It took me a year to be invited to their table.”

“And how long have you been here?” Y/N asked, trying to distract herself from the fact that she was about to have dinner with the Hoods.

“Oh, about twenty three years. I started just before the prince was born,” Carlisle explained. “I watched him grow up. The princess, too. I remember watching them learn to walk, and then watching them learn to be royalty. They’ve grown to be such sophisticated adults, and I know Prince Calum will be a wonderful king some day.”

Y/N glanced up at him; he had a fond smile on his face, thinking back on the memories of Calum and Mali-Koa as children. Y/N couldn’t help but smile too. He clearly had a great relationship with the Hood siblings. It was heartwarming to see.

“That’s great, Carlisle.”

The two eventually reached Y/N’s quarters, a room in a fairly secluded area of the palace. Carlisle explained that the quarters of the other staff were just in the surrounding rooms, but as the lady in waiting of the princess, she had the privilege of having her own, although she would have to share the staff washroom with the others.

Carlisle pulled open the door for her, and Y/N peaked inside. It was small, only a simple single bed, a small dresser and mirror, and a closet, but it was definitely a step up from what she had in Georgetown. Her house only had one bedroom, which belonged to Aunt Mary, and Y/N slept on the ratty sofa in the living room with all her clothes in a little wooden trunk in the corner.

“Alright, I do believe some new clothes will be made for you once they get your measurements, but just wear what you’ve got on for now. The room is stocked with other necessities, so make yourself at home until someone comes by to take you to dinner,” Carlisle rambled, shooting a smile to the girl.

“Thank you,” she mumbled, stepping in the room. “And, thank you for bringing me here. This is an opportunity I never thought I’d have.”

“Ah, don’t mention it,” he responded humbly with a shrug. “I knew you’d be a great fit. Have a good evening, Y/N, and enjoy dinner.”

“Thank you, Carlisle.”

With that, the man left the room, leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts.

She sat herself down on the edge of the bed; it wasn’t huge, but it was definitely softer than anything she had ever slept on.

She rested her elbows on her knees, resting her chin on her hands. Dinner with the royal family. How exactly does one go about that? The most formal dinner she had ever been to was when some old friends of Aunt Mary’s came to their house for dinner, before she got sick. She had put on her best clothes, and used her best table manners.

If she had known she was going to end up living at a palace and dining with royalty, Y/N would have worn something a little nicer to go out shopping that day.

Her dress was plain, nothing special or expensive; a solid gray, paired with a pair of old black boots. The entire outfit used to belong to Aunt Mary, before they became hand me downs.

Y/N pushed herself up and walked to the mirror, hands reaching for the hair brush that was placed on top of the dresser for her. She ran it through her hair, trying to make herself look as presentable as possible. Glancing down at the dresser again, she noticed there was an array of a few basic makeup products lined up. Makeup had never been a luxury she could afford back in Georgetown. She wouldn’t know what to do with any of it if she tried.

Deciding there was nothing much else she could do, she sat at the edge of the bed again, leaning backwards so the top of her head was against the wall. She willed her heart to stop pounding, to feel calm for just a moment. Of course, it wasn’t going to happen.

Soon enough, she heard a knock on the door, signalling someone was there to take her to dinner. She took a final deep breath and made her way to the door, pulling it open. A young woman with dirty blonde hair tied in a sleek low bun stood at the other side, a tight grin on her face.

“Lady Y/N, my name is Reese. I’m here to escort you to dinner.”

“Yes, thank you,” she responded, stepping out of the room and shutting the door behind her. Reese turned sharply on her heel, heading off in the direction of the dining hall.

The walk was short, and Y/N quickly found herself in front of another large set of doors. Reese pulled them open, and Y/N could see the family already sitting at the table.

“Enjoy,” Reese whispered with a grin, letting Y/N step inside before shutting the doors.

Everyone looked up at the noise, eyes all landing on her. Remembering her etiquette, she dipped into a curtsy, smiling softly.

“Hello, Lady Y/N,” the princess greeted sweetly.

“Hello,” she responded, making her way over to the extravagant table. The king and queen sat at the ends, the prince and princess at the sides. A fifth chair had been added to the setup, right next to the prince.

The room was large, with large windows overlooking the gardens outside. It was beautiful, from what she could see, and Y/N hoped she would have the opportunity to explore them one day.

“Let me,” Prince Calum said as Y/N approached her seat. He stood up from the table, moving to pull out her chair for her. She flushed, bashfully sitting down and allowing him to tuck the chair into the table.

“Thank you, Your Highness,” she said breathily, glancing up at him as he reclaimed his seat next to her. He grinned, and Y/N felt her heart flutter in her chest.

“Of course,” he responded, gaze turning back to the table. Y/N followed, eyes widening as she finally took in the sight of the food in front her.

Y/N had never seen this much food in one place before. She probably couldn’t even identify what half of it was with how gourmet it was prepared. Each plate was already set up with a helping of each item, and more of everything was set on silver platters in the middle for whoever wanted more.

“Please,” the king said, gesturing to the food. Everyone reached for their cloth napkins and placed them on their laps, Y/N scrambling to do the same. She wasn’t ill mannered at all, but the last thing she wanted to do was seem like a slob.

Y/N followed suit as everyone picked up their silverware and dug into the food, carefully holding the utensils in her hands. She cut into the piece of fish on her plate, eyes fluttering shut once she put it into her mouth. She had never tasted anything quite like it.

“Good?” The queen asked, and Y/N glanced over at her.

“Incredible,” she responded, softly shaking her head. “We don’t eat quite like this in Georgetown.”

“I can imagine you don’t,” the king grumbled under his breath, earning sharp glares from the rest of his family.

“Don’t be rude, Father,” the princess scolded the man, who ignored the comment and continued to eat. Y/N sighed, gaze dropping down to her plate. She should have expected it. Everyone seemed to have the same mindset; more money means better. She was painfully aware that she was considered lesser than the rest of Vavia, all because of something she couldn’t control.

The rest of the dinner was awkwardly quiet. After the king’s snarky comment, no one felt inclined to say anything. Whether or not the queen, prince and princess agreed with him, they knew it was rude of him to say it. And Y/N? Well, what was she supposed to say?

After dessert was served - a fantastic strawberry turnover - Y/N thanked the family for dinner and excused herself, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. The tension was thick in the air, and Y/N blamed herself for it. She was the outlier.

She had paid attention to where Reese was going on her way to dinner, and she was pretty confident she could find her way back. Not even halfway into the walk, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and her breath caught in her throat as she whipped around.

It could have been anyone; Carlisle, Reese, a guard, but it wasn’t. It was the prince, standing there with his eyebrows pinched together like they had been earlier in the day when he saw her hands.

“Your Highness,” she greeted unsurely, taking a tiny step back.

“Lady Y/N,” he responded, running a hand through his intricately styled hair. “Look, I just wanted to say sorry. For what my father said. That was completely out of line.”

Y/N sighed, nodding. She didn’t want pity, but it was sweet of him to say something.

“It’s alright, really,” she answered, shaking her head. “No need to worry.”

“Tell me if he says anything else like that to you, okay?”

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. Was he actually concerned? He could have just brushed it off, as it wasn’t his problem. He acted similarly earlier in the day.

“O-Okay,” she found herself stuttering in shock.

“Okay,” he concluded with a soft smile. “Goodnight, Lady Y/N.”

“Goodnight, Your Highness.”

Y/N watched as he walked away, heart hammering in her chest.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

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hs-1dfan · 7 years ago

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Christmas surprise

Hello Hello, here’s a christmas, dad Harry fluff update. Because I fell in love with that picture in the middle. Hope you will enjoy it.

You can find my masterlist here & here (rebloggable one). Like/reblog. Thank you all for reading my work!! It means a lot to me.

(The story continues beneath the read further line.)

“Mummy, daddy wake up. Snow, snow outside. Can we play?” Her little finger pointing at the white trees, surrounding the cabin they were in. After a busy year of touring and not seeing each other all the time, they decided to leave for Christmas and rent a few cabins in the woods for both of the families.

“Yes, we can, but right now..” picking her daughter up from the floor, “I want you in bed. Let’s watch frozen first, it’s still too early to go down stairs”. Haley snuggled up against her mum, letting her head and body rest against the warm side of her mum.

Harry never woke up from the sounds Haley nor his wife were making. They softly sang all the words of the movie. She felt the breathing of her daughter getting heavier and when she looked down at Haley, she saw that her little girl was asleep again. Looking over at the time, she saw that it was nearly 9 am.

Deciding to let Haley and Harry sleep for a bit, she went down to make breakfast. Knowing that the smell of food would probably wake both of them up. They both were very similar in that way.

And like she expected, she heard some footsteps in the hallway upstairs that were going to the stairs. “Daddy, mummy and I saw Elsa. And we went let it goooo, let it goooo.” She was stretching her arm when she did let it go, and it made Harry chuckle. His daughter had his dramatic entertaining skills. The older she got.. the more it showed.

“But.. but.. we did it soft. Mummy told me to not to be loud” harry nodded as she spoke.

“Well you did good, with not singing tooo loud. Next time we will sing the songs really loud.. Now let’s see what your mother made for us.” the joy and happiness covered her entire face, when her dad told her he’d sing frozen songs with her.

Arriving in the kitchen they saw pancakes, toast, croissants. “Hmmm. This smells delicious” as he kissed her good morning. “Well.. let’s hope it tastes the way it smells.”

They all sat down at the table and ate most of the food. This was the time that Harry looked forward to, the last couple of months. Just the three of them having breakfast, not having anything planned out. Looking at his wife and daughter the feeling of being lucky with all of this love made him the happiest he has ever been.

“What are you thinking of love?” And it snapped him back to reality. Shrugging his shoulders and a lazy smile formed on his face.

“This.. I was thinking about all of this. How I got lucky with you and this little frozen princess”

She placed her hand on top of his, he gladly intertwined their fingers.

“So what are the plans for today? Playing with snow, making snow angels, go for a walk, decorating the christmas tree..”

“PLAYING WITH SNOW, DADDY LET’S PLAY..”

“Okay, two votes for playing with snow, mrs. Styles no matter what you will choose, we will win this.” He said smirking.

Rolling her eyes at both of them, putting a finger on her chin. “Well.. okay. Playing with snow it is, and a walk. But princess Elsa you should get dressed. So does snowman Harry.” And she cleared the table.

“What are you then? A princess, princess Anna?” He was frowning, while thinking about what she was.

Taking her daughter upstairs to get dressed, she leaned over the railing of the stairs.. “nah.. I’m a queen. Queeen of hearts and you’re only angel.. “

They all got dressed in warm clothes. Haley took out her sleigh and brought bear along for the walk. Putting down a blanket on the sleigh, so the bear wouldn’t get cold.

Haley spend most of the time walking in front of her mum and dad. Putting bear back on his sleigh whenever he fell down. Sometimes sitting on the sleigh herself holding bear and Harry pulling her along. “Faster daddy.. faster!”

“I won’t go faster, you’ll fall down and get a cold bum. You’ll end up being snow girl Haley” that made her giggle.

Christmas was the best time of the year. Mainly because they were together. No tours, no interviews, photo shoots or anything like that. It was just the three of them and their families. Most of them would arrive around 3pm. So they had some alone time.

Walking behind Harry and their little girl, she couldn’t stop thinking about this tight unit they had. Sure they had their arguments, Haley her tantrums.. but it was all worth it.

Her thinking stopped abruptly, and she felt a cold and painful ball of ice against her face. Her mouth shaped in a big O. But no sound came out. Looking to see where that snowball came from, she saw harry busy making a new one.

“DON’T YOU DARE HARRY EDWARD STYLES. DON’T… THROW THAT AT……” And she punched the snowball away. “Me!!”

Shrugging his shoulders and lifting up his arms he told her that she should join in. And she did.. they had a blast with their snowball fight. Hitting him in the face, on his shoulders, knees.. and yeah.. he got what he deserved when she hit him in the nuts. By accident.

“BE CAREFUL WILL YEH. They need to make more babies. If you want more children…” making circles around his crotch.

“This area.. is off limits. For snowballs.. you have access anytime you want. Fudge you throw hard.”

When Harry finished his sentence about more kids, she stopped making another snowball. If only he knew…

Haley got a bit mad that her mum and dad were taking there time with a snowball fight. “Mum, daddy come!!!”

When her and Harry noticed what she was doing and heard her calling out for hem, they made their way over to their daughter.

“What is this you’re doing love? Aren’t you cold?” she crouched down beside her.

“I’m a angel mummy. Daddy’s angel” she smiled widely at her dad. “Yes you definitely are, I’ve got two angels.”

Harry was focused on his little girl, when he suddenly saw that his wife was on the ground as well. Shaking his head he decided to join in. They all made their snow angels, but got cold while making them.

“Mummy, can we go home?” Haley was done with playing and staying awake. Harry picked her up and carried her home. She stayed in Harry’s arms, warm and comfortable. It didn’t take long for Haley to drift into a nap.

“She’s something else. Sooo.. Uhm. You said something about babies when I accidentally threw a snowball.. you know. Would you want another baby?” This was the time to ask she thought, he brought the whole making babies up.

“I mean.. yeah. I wouldn’t mind making this family bigger. Maybe a boy… but if it’s a girl that just as fine. Why the sudden interest?” He looked over at his wife.

She stayed silent for a second or two.

“No reason in particular.. I would love another baby as well.. I mean now we both know we would welcome another child. That’s always good to know” shrugging her shoulders. There was a reason behind her asking this. She found out a few days before the trip, at the doctors that she was expecting again. Knowing that Christmas was coming up, she wanted to surprise Harry and both families.

Before they went away on their trip, she let a shop make special Christmas ornaments for her own announcement.

The ornaments all contained tiny little Christmas socks, written on most of them was “arriving 2018”. On Harry’s personal ornament was written dad to be. All of the gifts were wrapped up, so no one could know what was in them. She carefully laid the presents underneath the Christmas tree.

He wanted another baby… that thought calmed her nerves a lot. But it also made her feel elated.

Back at the cabin they started prepping the food for their family diner party. She was in the kitchen mostly by herself, while harry and Haley were watching frozen. The singing and laughter in the living room made the cabin feel warm and homelike.

Harry was singing on the top of his lungs, having his daughter trying to be the same way. They both would be rather amazed if she didn’t end up in the entertainment industry. She loved the attention.

“DADDDYY.. one more time, come let’s sing” and twirled around the room. The excitement and happiness was visible all over her face. “Can I wear this dress tonight?”

“Yes, you may wear that dress, but I’m going to help your mum for a bit and after that I can sing with you again love” he quickly answered.

Harry made his way over to his wife for a few seconds. Spending time with his daughter was something he had missed. Singing, dancing.. her laugh. She meant the world to him.

“Luckily everyone is bringing something, I don’t know if I could make so much food.” She told him.

“Hmm.. I’m sure you could, but I get it. It’s nice to have both of the families in the same room. I’ve missed it. You know I have” kissing her neck and rubbing her shoulders. “Hmm. Yeah. I love having you around again.”

* * * *

The Christmas dinner with both of the families was a big success. Everyone had the chance to catch up and talk about what was going on in their lives. Harry made sure to grab his camera every once in awhile.

People posed for a photos and sometimes harry just sat down and captured a smile or a hug. He made a photo of almost everyone, just one person was missing in his photos. His stunning wife was hardly in it. He had always known that she was camera shy, whenever a camera got close she choose to walk away or turn so she wasn’t visible. The only way that she would be fine with taking a photo, would be if someone else was in it as well. Harry started to look around the room, and spotted Gemma standing near haley and his wife.

‘’Gem… can you take her and haley. I want to make a photo in front of the christmas tree’’

Gemma nodded and took both of their hands and leaded them to the christmas tree.

‘’Say CHEESE’’ and he made a few photos of the three of them. Harry was looking at the photos that he took, and he was startled when Anne suddenly popped up.

‘’ This is very beautiful Harry, you’re very lucky to have her.’’ she put her hand on his shoulder. Gemma was always excited when her little brother used his camera. She knew it was just a hobby, but she thought he was really talented. ‘’Let me see the photo’’ and she took his camera out of his hands. The first photo she saw was a picture of his wife, and the second was off his wife, third one was his little haley. ‘’Sod off Harry, where am I in these photos. Oh here is one.’’

Harry looked over at his wife and daughter. Her eyes,her lips, and her spirit all at once smiled at him. ‘’Sorry Gem, she’s.. Sorry they are masterpieces’’

‘’Right, well at least there is one photo i'm in. Now let’s open some presents’’ she answered.

Everyone made their way over to the Christmas tree. In no particular order people got their presents and started opening them. It made at least one person in the whole group really nervous. So far no one had opened her christmas gifts. No one knew yet that she is

Pregnant.

Harry could tell that she was feeling uneasy and tense. So he decided to hold her hand and moved closer towards her. ‘’You alright love?’’. She just smiled to let him know that she’s okay. “It’s Harry’s turn” gems told everyone, “I pick this little box for you”.

He carefully opened the small box that was placed on his lap. Taking the gift out of the box, he read what was on the ornament. Not completely sure how to react, he looked around the room and over to his wife and back to the ornament.

“is this… what? Is this.. are you? Am I?? Am I going to be a dad again?

Her reaction gave the confirmation that he needed. Joyful tears covered her cheeks, ruining the makeup.

Finally speaking up, “coming 2018, yes harry… you’re going to be a dad again”

He hugged her immediately. Placed his hands on her cheeks and kissed her so passionately. Soon his hand lowered on her tummy. The joy and the love was felt all around the room. Soon people opened their own little boxes. They saw that they had ornaments with coming in 2018 on it, with little socks inside.

Congratulations are being giving to Harry and his wife. Anne wanted to know everything, “Aaw sweetheart, this is amazing.. how long have you been pregnant? When did you found out? .. god I’m so excited to be a grandmother again” but soon realised that harry needed to be informed first, seeing the happiness as confusion on his face.

There was one little person a bit confused as to what was going on. Haley was to young to realise why her mum was crying. “Auntie gemma is mummy crying?”

Gemma wiped away a few tears, and puts Haley on her lap.

“I think you’re mummy and daddy will tell you soon. But these are happy tears.”

* * * *

Harry was still shocked and a little bit confused. He had not seen this coming. He was delighted because of what he read. Happy wasn’t even the right word, he just wanted to know when she knew. So he took her by the hand and walked her outside.

“How long have you know?” Harry asked when he leaned against the wall. Still holding his ornament.

“I found out a few days before we went here. And I wanted everyone to have a memory of this. That’s why I have these little Christmas ornaments.” pointing at the gift.

“And well.. when you said you wouldn’t mind having another baby. I started to relax more.. it was nerve wracking, not telling you I’m pregnant harry. With Haley we found out together. And well..” shifting her feet.

“I wanted to make this a surprise. A Christmas surprise.”

He walked over towards her. Hugging her so tightly, and then placed a kiss on her forehead.

“I’m really happy you did it the way you did. And it was definitely a surprise.. a great surprise. You make me the happiest man alive. And you probably made my mum and sister also really happy. Are you ready for the storm that’s about to come? All the questions they have.” He asked as they stood in front the door.

“Haaa yes. As ready as I can be. There isn’t much to tell yet. But I’ll answer their burning questions.” Squeezing his hand.

“Good. Now shall we go inside, make this Christmas even more memorable?” Nodding her head. They both walked back into the room, with a smile on their face from ear to ear.

The warmth and love they felt in the room, made her cry. This is what Christmas was all about for her. Seeing happy faces, surrounded by the ones she loves.

Putting her arms around Harry’s waist, they stood there looking at the family in the room. She whispered,

“Merry Christmas love. Merry Christmas”

A satisfied smile that showed his dimple covered his face.

“Merry Christmas sweetheart”

Thank you for reading!! I’ll try to get the other ones online as soon as I can!

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