#ain't no need to get TOO snobbish now

[sandflakedraws]

are there trolls fanfictions that got you by the hook? maybe flickory😉

gotta be honest that the fic landscape is pretty barren for flickory hhhsgdlzk,,,,

tis my lot in life, to be compelled by dreamworks rarepairs....

and otherwise, regarding the fic landscape at large, alas that i remain too picky for my own good. i've come across very few fics in the fandom that satisfy all three for me;

1. well written 2. characterization i jive with (hint : i will never see brozone as uncaring assholes, and am even Pickier with floyd, who is hard to get right, i'd argue. me when i'm in a most mischaracterized competition and my opponent is floyd brozone etc etc etc.....) 3. the premise engages me

i'd ask for recs but i dunno if i'll get what i'm hoping for, especially because i've hit my limit for JD-centric fics, which have thus far been the most likely to give all three but hhhhhh,,,, like don't get me wrong i love him but i don't want to read about him exclusively, y'know?

[marikoshinobu]

liberty: lord im so glad to finally find someone just like me out here. it was gettin lonely as hell. there are things i need to talk about that NOBODY here gets

luce: oh well i'm so glad you were able to find someone!! it must be so liberating to be able to finally talk about intersex issues

liberty: what? i'm talking about having someone who knows what whataburger is

luce: o-oh

frol: i fuckin miss whataburger. new york burgers are shit. if i had my druthers they'd open up a damn whataburger here instead of that shake shack bullshit

davey: GASP

liberty: oh simmer down davey. if any of y'all had whataburger just once you'd understand.

davey: i can't.... i can't accept this

liberty: enough of the drama queen antics davey. anyway since we're all here let's get started.

frol: huh? on what

liberty: well first we're gonna go to texas roadhouse here, it ain't as good as actual texan food but i'm fixin to get some steak right now. then we'll go to dunkin 'cause i want one of those pumpkin things. then we're going to watch that damn musical since davey kept crying at me to go watch it so we'll finally get that out of the way. then we're gonna go play billiards down the street from-

frol: hold your hoses.

liberty: huh?

frol: you've got the whole damn night planned out?? you're plumb crazy. i already ate lunch with tada. and i ain't even get a chance to look at that big apple

davey: you're in it

liberty: i mean.... i am the leader here.

frol: the FUCK?? what the fuck are you on about, the LEADER?? is this a damn hierarchy??

liberty: well yeah. i'm the leader of this pack.

frol: that doesn't mean you get to lead ME around. in fact i should be the damn leader not you. i have experience. i'm the leader in my nasa internship group. and i'm more popular with the ladies than YOU.

liberty: they probably just want your damn hair tips rapunzel

frol: you just think you're the leader because you're from new york and new yorkers are snobbish motherfuckers that think the sun comes up just to hear yall crow! but the truth is EVERYBODY. FUCKING. HATES. YALL. the rats here are way better fuckin company

luce: l-language please....

liberty: HOW DARE YOU. I'M A TEXAN BEFORE I'M A NEW YORKER. and if that were true then davey would be a leader too. and he's not. he's like a stray mutt we picked up in an alley that follows us around

davey: a mutt? that follows behind you? in a pack? that would perhaps be referred to as...... a beta wouldn't it? 😊

liberty: besides i have more experience as a leader. being from a gang and all. which is way more important than whatever the fuck nasa is

davey: so if there are betas in this scenario, that would make you.... an alpha. is that it? is that the word liberty? are you an alpha? hypothetically. an alpha? 😄😄😄

liberty: fact is i'm a leader for a REASON.

davey: and a male on top of that as well. and hypothetically an alpha. which makes you....

frol: how the fuck do you not know what nasa is. it's bigger than your west side story asses

luce: guys please don't fight!! this is all just a big miscommunication thing. we're all friends here, liberty's just used to acting like a leader around me and davey because we do work for him, but it's not malicious!!!

frol: it's dumb as fuck. i gotta deal with the same bullshit at school all the time and don't get me started on tada's dumb ass....

liberty: y'know what frol.... i'm sorry. let's just leave this behind. i guess i'm just on edge and all ever since they took home on the range off netflix.... you and i can understand each other in ways others won't. and i really don't want to lose out on a rare bond like this.

luce: y-yeah! come on, think of whataburger guys!!

liberty: what? i'm talking about us being intersex. why would i keep a friend over whataburger luce

luce: i....

frol: we're going to krispy kreme and then the planetarium.

liberty: fine.

[ya9amicide]

The End of the World In a Woman’s Hands [Newsies]

chapter eleven

♡ newsies masterlist ♡ previous chapter ♡ next chapter ♡

summary: Being a girl in the everyday world is difficult. Being the leader of the Manhattan Newsies and a girl? Even more so. Especially when nobody knows you're a girl and the truth is the closest kept secret you have ever had. For Jack Kelly, keeping the truth of her gender a secret is one she's found easy after doing so for many years. Unfortunately, having close encounters with the iron fist, Pulitzer, and a new Newsie who seems determined to get to know her, that secret might just become the opposite.

pairing: fem!jack kelly x david “davey” jacobs

warnings: none

“So,” David says, “why Jacqueline?” They sit on the fire escape, still talking the night away.

Jack shrugs half-heartedly. “Well, I don’t got no family. Least not one I care about. So, I wanted somethin’ of my own. Francine Sullivan sounds too snobbish anyway. Jacqueline…I like Jacqueline.” She looks over to find David listening to her intently. “When I became a Newsie, I just shortened it to Jack.”

“So…What should I call you?”

She huffs out a silent laugh. “Jack is still fine. But…It might be nice bein’ called Jacqueline now and again. Jackie too.”

“Okay, Jacqueline.” They share a soft smile and David shifts, feeling something in his pocket and remembering Denton’s article which he had shoved in there earlier. “You know, I’m not the only one you’ve touched.” He took out the paper. “Denton’s story.” When She doesn’t say anything, he starts to read the paper. “‘'The men who run this city are terrified of the Newsies strike because other child laborers in the factories and sweatshops are hearing the message of the Newsies leader. In the voice of Jack Kelly, these children hear strength and pride. Most of all, they hear hope.’”

Later, Denton reads the same part of the article. “‘And that is what terrifies the powers-that-be, for they know our city thrives on the shame of child labor. Therefore, Jack Kelly's voice must be stopped, whatever the cost.’” He stops reading. “Damn good writing, isn't it?”

Jack listened somberly, moved by his words. “All them sweatshop kids are listenin' to me?”

“They think if the Newsies can do it, why can't they? All they need is a leader.”

“The minute I show my face, I'm back in the Refuge.”

“You'd have help this time. I've been investigating the Refuge. I know somebody who's going to be very interested in Snyder's little racket.”

“Whatever happens, it's Jack's decision,” David says. “She's the one in danger.” They all look over to her and see her deep in thought.

Les steps up to her. “Jack? You thinkin'?”

“Yeah…I'm thinkin' of Newsie Square full of kids.”

David seems to know exactly what she’s thinking and picks up on her thoughts. “Another rally, right under Pulitzer's nose, and not just the Newsies-”

“Every workin' kid from every sweatshop in New York. We gotta get the word out -- let's go get the Newsies…” She stops, trailing off. “They still think I'm a scab…”

“I'll tell 'em you was a spy!” Les tells her.

“How're you gonna reach all these people?” Denton asks. “No paper in New York will print anything about the strike.”

Jack smirks. “We're Newsies, ain't we? So we make our own paper.”

David shushes her. “Be quiet and let me think.”

“Whattaya need to start a paper? Writers, right? So we got Denton. What else?”

“A printing press,” Denton intervenes. “And no paper or printer is going to defy Pulitzer.”

The others look discouraged but Jack starts thinking again. “Les. Go set me straight with the Newsies, okay? Tell 'em to meet us later at the World Building.” Les races off on his mission and David and Denton look questioningly at Jack. She shrugs. “So happens I know a guy with a printing press.”

The huge presses pound out papers and a loud thudding rhythm shakes the building. Jack leads David, Denton, and Les down the stairs with a candle. “They're right above us, and if Weasel catches us, it won't be just me they'll throw in the slammer.”

Denton heads straight for the old press, checking it over expertly and Jack directs the others to the ink and paper.

The other Newsboys start making their way in and out of the room to offer their help.

“All right,” David says, getting everyone’s attention. “Here’s how it’ll work: as we print the papes, Race, you’ll let the fellas in and they’ll spread them to every workin’ kid in New York. After that…”

“After that it’s up to them,” Jack finishes.

“So…,” Race says, sidling up next to her. “Francine, huh?”

Jack cringes slightly at the use of her real name and the other Newsies quiet down to hear the conversation. “Please, don’t call me that. I’m still Jack, just…”

“Just a pretty dame this time ‘round,” Romeo says, batting his lashes at her playfully.

She plants her palm across his face and pushes him away with a chuckle. “Zip it, Romeo. I’se still the leader of the ‘Hattan Newsies,” she pauses, remembering her brief stint as a scab. “I-I mean, if you’se will still have me?” She directs the question to all of her boys in the room, worry and self-doubt lacing her tone.

“Yeah, sure thing,” he says. “Just no more secrets, okay, Jackie?”

“Mmm, no promises,” she jokes, earning a playful slap on the back. “C’mon, back to work, these papes won’t make and deliver themselves.”

“I bet after all of this you thinkin' you'd like to take a shot at my schnozz, right?” Race asks her. “Five to one says you can't break it.”

Jack laughs and gives Race a quick hug as they climb onto the wagon.

“The cops are looking for Jackie,” David says. “We gotta protect her.”

“Any bull comes after Jack, they gotta go through all of us,” Kid Blink punches his fist into an open palm.

Boots spots the bundle of clothes that Jack has with her. “What's with the bundle, Jack? Ya leavin'?”

“Santa Fe bound, Boots. But not without givin' Pulitzer one last kiss goodbye.”

[minzart]

At first I was uninterested towards BB AU because I don't like evil or angst cruel stuff but the more I read it. I'd like to see how it goes but man it do be painful.

So how does Chapter 5 work here? I doubt the VDC Group would stay in the Ramshackle Dorm because Crowley ain't fixing it, unless someone decided to pay for it to be furnished without Yuu's knowledge or as a gift for Yuu. Does Yuu not enter the audition room to watch or they watch from the otherside of the window while cleaning Pomefiore Dorm? Would the beach scene with Epel not occur? It does but Yuu takes Deuce stead causing Epel also start having a Yandere obsession as well? Does Yuu also become manager as well? Even I don't know if the part where Malleus fix the stage occurs. Unless Yuu was given an extra VDC ticket to invite others but knows no one to give it to then Lilia barges in and recommends a friend of his that never gets invited a lot (not mentioning Malleus). Yuu feels skeptical and could guess it's Malleus but decides to give them an invitation even knowing the consequences. They're done with this, they're ready for what's coming

That's so many questions and thoughts

First things first I want you to know how touched I am, bc you specifically said you didn't like cruel aus and even tho you read, probably by curiosity, and then you got invensted and for some reason that made em feel like I'm doing a good job so thank you so much??? I don't even know how to explain it??? Just ( ;°;)

And second: I am VERY SORRY for the LONG WAIT IN THIS ONE

So, remember how chapter 4 is before 5 and Kalim goes Yandere for Yuu there? Yup, Kalim offers to pay for a reform in Ramshackle, wich Yuu partially agrees, just the most serious things got fixed like the roof, Yuu would be happy with only their room being in good condition but Kalim insisted in reforming some more bc sleepover he's dieing to suggest

Early mornings were always a blessing in NRC, when the students were too groggy to care about their surroundings, when the headmaster was mostly found in his office, when teachers were only preparing their classrooms, when the sound of birds were Yuu's only companions

Today Pomefiore was the dorm assigned to Yuu's care, it's one of the friendlier dorms, for what Yuu most got from the students was a snobbish look and nothing more, but it's always a breathtaking to see it's walls and garden shine in the early morning sun

They swept and cleaned until the floor shined, finally taking a break as the first busy hour of the day started, as they rested a boy with lavender hair passed running by, he looked extremely tired and angry, but that's noone of their business is it? No. It isn't.

They lie to the hunter anyway...

Rook: pardon me but, have you seen a boy passing by in a hurry?

He approached from behind, quietly as a cat and Yuu is sure his intention was to scare them, poor guy should have tried that before Azul's overblot, Jade made sure Yuu knew how to perceive someone's presences now, by... prolongued experiencing it

Yuu: wich one? Many students seemed to wake late today y'know

The boy's eyes narrow, a glint of something more, something dangerous lured behind his smile, and Yuu knew they attracted the attention of someone they shouldn't, he already knew the truth didn't he?

Rook: is that so? A purple haired one perhaps?

He leaned in closer, watching and memorizing every inch of Yuu's presence

Yuu: yeah,but I don't know where he went tho, didn't pay attention

Yuu holds his gaze, instinct screaming to look away, hide, run, get away from the hunter

Rook: AH! That's why you look so familiar! You are the magicless janitor aren't you? The one who lives at the Ramshackle dorm?

Yuu: what about it?

Rook: you see, there's an event, VDC, that's going to happen in the school, a talent show if you will, and our dorm leader, you might have heard of him, Vil Schoenheit, is in desperate need of a place for our team to train, would you be so kind to let us stay at you dorm? Just dor a couple of weeks! Promise we are very well behaved!

Yuu: look dude, even if I could let you, the dorm is called Ramshackle for a reason, trust me it's easier to gain an injury there than to bound with your friends

Rook: but we could help you! We could do an easy fix in the basic needs and stay, please, just dor some days!

Yuu is tired, they have more tasks to do than to refuse this guy's request to sleep in a old dorm

Yuu: look... I-

The playful nature that surrounded the Hunter minutes before vanished in a blink of an eye, he leans closer and whispers

Rook: I suggest you accept my offer so you can get on Vil's good side before even meeting him trickster, I ask, not demand, a no is welcomed anytime, but for him... trust me, you do not say no to the queen... I could very well say you recovering for our precious Jewell to escape his morning practice so easily, and you don't wanna see him mad do you?

Yuu shuts their mouth, no is not an answer... then again... when do they choices even mattered in this school to beggin with? They smile bitterly looking at their feet hanging by the bench

Yuu: ... alright

Rook: wonderful! Thank you for your support Yuu! See you next week!

.... when had they given their name?

Epel couldn't belive his ears, they were hiding him

The magicless human of NRC was sticking their neck out for him and they didn't even talked

He... couldn't help but fell guilty when using that to his advantage, leaving Yuu behind alone with Rook

He would come back he just... needed a break... they would understand it right? Surely

As for Vil well... he watched it all happen form his windown, Yuu's quietly working, Rook's treat and Epel's retreat, he would be lieing if Yuu didn't intrigued him

Their resilience of the rumours and bulling is something he admired if we're being honest, being an actor came with a price and Vil could recognize a diamond in the rogue like them

He did planed to introduce himself... eventually... if his schedule permitted, there's just something about the magicles handyman that just... calls to him

And when Rook said they accepted their stay at their dorm? well... his genuine smile did put off some students during his classes

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No, the beach scene doesn't happen, Epel just gets away and Vil's performance can't occur bc Epel is extremely late, blame RSA studnets

Yuu had to deal with Kalim, Jamil, Rook and now Vil's yandere asses while they stayed and... let's just say... things turned a little bit diferent

Yuu wasn't a manager, nor a member of the dance team,but they did always watched them train, the janitor of NRC saw how strict their routine was and how hard all member were dedicating themselves

So when Epel snapped and ran, they decided to help, as a stand in

And when Vil got away in the middle of Neige's performance? A chill ran down their spine... Kalim's behavior didn't help, him and Jamil tried to get out with Yuu before Vil's overblot ... but Yuu...

Blinding rage boiled in Vil's veins as Rook took the poisoned apple juice, he vold strangle him right now and watch as the life faded from his eyes even before the curse took effect in the hunter... if it wasn't for Neige's presence he wouldn't be conflicted on wich end first

Liquid poured from his eyes, what he could only think be tears... fainted in black and then- a slap in Rook's hand

Yuu: YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!

The human's eyes burned intensely at the Hunter's, fury, exhaustion, fear and... hurt, all danced in their face, their attention shifting from him and Vil and then Neige, who was still standing there

Yuu pushes Rook aside and goes to Vil but... it has already started

"DON'T LOOK AT ME"

As Kalim entered the scene Yuu pushed Neige to his direction screaming for them to get out

Rook drags Yuu along as Vil overblots

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The smoke cleared as the consequences of the fight appeared before their eyes... the headmaster wouldn't be happy... not at all...

Yuu wasn't a manger nor a student, Vil gave them his plus one ticked for them to watch the performance

Malleus wasn't invited

Crowley had to plea so the fairy prince could help

ATENTION EVERYONE!

Asks for the AUs are still closed

This is a very old ask that I was working since my block for the AUs beggin since last 2 years I think

If you send me an ask for any of the AUs I will throw it in the trash

So yeah, if you sent me an ask before I closed them, before the big fucking READ ME in my pined post, so there's a big probability that I will answer them

But if you send the ask recently about the AUs? Sorry, it's going out of the window

[austennerdita2533]

Hi! So if Jane Austen's heroines were alive today (and not fictional, lol), which ones do you think would be the biggest Taylor Swift fans? I know Marianne would cry along to her songs and analyze her lyrics as much as I do, lol. And I can totally see Emma organizing outings to Taylor Swift concerts. (Also, I'm rewatching Friends and while Rachel Green and I are very different people, I just know she would be a big Taylor fan, which partly explains why I love her ;))

Hello friend!! And omg, what a fun question to ponder!

You know, I think an argument could be made that most, if not all, of Austen's heroines (+some secondary characters, too!) would be Taylor Swift fans. Mostly because I feel like Jane Austen herself would be a ride or die Swiftie, so it's fitting some of her characters would be as well. :)

Marianne Dashwood would absolutely WEEP over the beauty of T-Swift's writing. She'd hone in on the metaphorical significance of lyrics; be all about the symbolism, the allusions, the themes. She'd deconstruct her vocal and instrumental choices. And she'd scream about how deeply the songs made her feel.

She'd be out there posting dramatic memes like this:

(Also re: why do I get the sense that Marianne would romanticize Willoughby with a song like Enchanted? ☠️)

Elinor Dashwood would be more of a subdued fan, I think. A quieter one. She wouldn't blast Taylor's songs in the car necessarily, but rather, would listen to them from the privacy of her own headphones so no one else need hear her favorites. She'd like the poignant, introspective songs better than those that were the biggest hits. I could see The Story of Us fitting her and Edward's dynamic well.

Emma Woodhouse planning outings to concerts? HELL YES TO THAT. I also could envision her organizing listening parties before a new album dropped or even throwing parties for different T-Swift eras "just because" (1989, Speak Now, Fearless etc). Tell me she wouldn't love doing that! She'd have a whole vibe/color scheme with themed decor, food, and party favors, and of, course, would invite all of Highbury. Also, if someone expressed that they weren't a fan of Taylor's music, I could picture her being snobbish about it and judging them for having poor taste (which, obviously, they would 😂).

The Bennet sisters would all be big fans, too. The girls would probably all own/wear Swiftie merch, attend concerts together, and blast her music in the house at all hours. (This might be another reason why Mr. Bennet chooses to hide himself away in his library. He's soundproofed the walls, because dammit, he needs some peace and quiet!)

Lydia and Kitty would be overly invested in all the T-Swift gossip, especially the conspiracy theories regarding Taylor's dating life/exes. They would be focused on deducing which songs she did - or did - not write about whom. They'd also go totally feral over Harry Styles. No question about it. They might even go so far as to post blind items online about where Taylor's current lovers and/or exes have been seen recently, and with whom. As for Mary, I think she'd consider herself to be a more "serious" fangirl and have a whole YouTube channel or TikTok account that was comprised of carefully cultivated T-Swift covers. Jane would have a special fondness for Lover. (The song, in particular.) It fits her aesthetic: her pure heart and the way she loves--softly, sweetly, in shades of effervescent gold. And Lizzie, of any Austen character, is the likeliest to have or live out her own Reputation Era. She radiates "I Did Something Bad," Look What You Made Me Do," and "Delicate" energy without even trying. She ain't afraid to burn shit to the ground, Darcy's first proposal included. 🔥

Anne Elliot would be let herself be eviscerated by the album, Red. She'd listen to it over and over again and just let herself bleed with the memories of what was, of what could have been, with Wentworth. Tell me you can't imagine her sing-crying along to All Too Well (10 Minute Version) while she's draped morosely over her bed, alone, pining, well after 2 AM. Death by A Thousand Cuts is another song she'd play on a loop to wring her heart out. (My heart, my hips, my body, my love/Trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch") It fits thematically with her assertion that women love longest even "when existence or when hope is gone." 😭

Catherine Morland has a dreamy, fanciful quality about her and likes to lose herself in other people's stories more than she tends to stay grounded in her own. For that reason, I think she'd appreciate Folklore and Evermore a lot. The songs in those albums double as short stories and character studies so I think she'd love submerging herself in the narrative richness and intimacy they provide because it's like getting a first-hand glimpse into another world, into somebody else's life.

Fanny Price, though timid, is an incredibly self-aware character who knows she's jealous of Mary Crawford because she has managed to secure Edmund's romantic interest/attachment. If there is any song she would relate to most in sentiment, it'd probably be You Belong With Me. She'd never convey that out loud, though. Never admit it. Least of all to Edmund, the man she's loved and pined for in secret her whole life. It's not her way. She's resigned herself to admiring him from a distance, which would make her affinity for that song much sadder and heartbreaking, in my opinion.

Anyway, wow! I did not mean to drone on so much about this but once I got going I couldn't seem to stop. 🙃

[thejoewholived]

Hi! My name is Jonalyn.

Sometimes, I go with the flow or like a mirror ball, reflecting all sorts of vibes. Other times, I'm all about embracing my inner quietude, wanting nothing more than some alone time. And hey, don't be fooled by my occasional neediness—I ain't looking for attention, guys!

Now, when it comes to socializing, let's just say I have my moments. Meeting new people is a hoot, but keeping those convos going for too long? Well, let's just say it can get a bit awkward. But fear not, my friends! Once I'm in the mood, prepare yourselves for an epic chat that'll have you rolling with laughter or not!

Ah, dreams and impracticality—my two trusty sidekicks! Reality isn't always my cup of tea, which is probably why I adore diving into books. They transport me to magical realms where daydreaming knows no bounds. I mean, who needs reality when you have the marvelous Harry Potter Series, the delightfully unfortunate A Series of Unfortunate Events, the sparkling Twilight Saga, the captivating Narnia Series, and the mind-bending Delirium Series? These literary wonders keep me happily lost in a whirlwind of imagination!

But wait, there's more! Stars, moon, and all things space—now that's my jam! Space is like a galactic buffet for my curious mind!

Also, imagine what everything looked like a thousand years ago. The smells, the vibes, the flavors of old recipes—oh, it's a sensory feast! And let's not forget the captivating history that accompanies it.

Now, don't be fooled by my shyness—some people mistake it for snobbishness. But hey, once you crack that shell, you'll find a friendly soul ready to rock your world!

Oh, emotions! They're like a rollercoaster ride through a candy store! Over the years, I've learned to tame the wild beast within, keeping those emotions in check. Thank goodness for personal growth and all that jazz! Here's a little secret: I might be guilty of procrastinating through daydreaming. Yep, my mind can be a bit of a scatterbrain, and I'm not too thrilled about it. But hey, we all have our quirks, right?

But let's talk about something truly fantastic—my artistic side! I've got creativity bursting from every pore! Curiosity fuels my insatiable thirst for knowledge, and boy, do I get excited when I stumble upon answers. Deducing, cracking codes and ciphers, and diving into the magical realm of metaphors—oh, it's like a never-ending funhouse of creativity!

Therefore, I'm a delightful mix of randomness, all dependent on my ever-shifting mood. Ciao!

PS: I love Roses.