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fivefeetfear · 3 years ago

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Chp 13 Finale part 2

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The wedding was incredible. Of course it was at Ozzies and we invited all our close friends and family. Blitz was my maid of honor, Millie, Luna and Moxxie were my bridal party!

Momo was Ollie best man, the embodiment of lust cried tears of joy when me and Fizzarolli said our vows. Ollies were very emotional and beautifully written with a few jokes here and there of course. It was way better than mines, I cried like a baby. When given the opportunity to kiss the bride he yanked me into his hold. Our chest pressed tightly together as he captures my lips with his. The jester kick it up a notch and dip me. The kiss lasted a lot longer than it supposed to but fuck it. Momo even broke his own club rule by singing a beautiful love song he wrote for our first dance as wife and husband in his lustful lounge. I even shared a dance with Momo myself. I stood on the palm of his left hand while with his right hand he gently twirls me around. Ollie and Momo dance too. It was a touching moment for the three of us. After all the love dovey stuff was done it was time to get fucked up! The party was super intense from the drinks, music and drugs. I remembered me dry humping my husband while Momo threw money on us. Blitz was on a stripper pole getting down and Moxxie was a giggling mess on the dance floor. Poor Millie had to babysit him, but she still had fun. It was certainly a night to remember if you were sober which I highly doubt anyone was. That’s why camera exist! There videos and photos of that chaotic night most of them taken by Blitz. He had lots of photos of Millie and Moxxie making out. He framed one happily in his office.

It’s been two months since the wedding, when I was done touring I immediately moved in with my boys. And I never looked back. My life was filled with nothing but love, laughter and mind blowing sex. Asmodeus really like role playing as my “secret” lover that my husbands finds out about and we both end up fucking him to make up for it. Me and Ollie do our best to make sure Momo feels extra included, married or not we both love him. It’s been total bliss and I’m excited for the rest of our time here in hell.

But for now, let us enjoy today. It is Friday morning and the three of us laid in bed. It was all our day off! So we just plan to watch some movies, possibly clean, fuck and cook together! I hum contently to myself as I nuzzle my face closer to Fizzarolli chest as we both laid on Momo chest fuzz. Its such a peaceful morning.

I have to puke.

I cover my mouth as I held the vomit back that was threatening to come up. I shove Fizzarolli away from me causing him to jolt awake with a “HEY”. Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I burst through the bathroom door and made it to the toilet in time to vomit last nights dinner.

“Um? Are ya ok in there ?” Fizzarolli sleepily ask knocking on the door. I continue to throw up hoping that answer his questions. What a waste of food!

“She throwing up again? That’s it I’m calling the doctor.” I heard Momo says from the other side. I wanted to say I’m fine but the vomit kept on coming. Maybe it’s a good idea for the doctor to come. It’s probably a stomach bug.

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“PREGNANT!!” My voice rings throughout the mansion. The doctor hums as she starts to pack up her belongings.

“Awe a baby!” Momo coos as he squeezes his cheeks as glitter sparkles in his eyes. While our better half Fizzarolli sat frozen looking completely stun.

“Yes! Congratulations are in order.” She chirps happily. I on the other was not happy, I am very confused. I am on the pill! How the fuck did I get pregnant?!

“But I’m taking birth control, I’ve never missed a day.” I explain to her.

“Well it’s not 100% effective, just 99.99999%! So that 1% slipped on by!” The imp shrugs as she finished gathering her things. Momo thanked her for her time before escorting her out the mansion leaving me and Ollie in the room. To talk. Alone. I didn’t know how to bring it up, but I know we have to talk about it. To decide what is best. But I remain unmoving. From the corner of my eyes I could see Fizzarolli tapping his knee caps anxiously. I just pick at my nails as another wave of silences goes by.

Then he spoke up. “So….a baby.”

“Mhmm.” I hum in agreement. Still very unsure how this will go. Ollie nods as his heels clicks on the ceramic floor.

“Are ya going…are ya going to keep it?” He asks warily his eyes shifting all around, looking anywhere but me. I chew my bottom lip not sure how to answer. Should I keep it? I just started my career wouldn’t a baby just get in the way? And we just got married, are we even ready to start a family?

“I don’t know. Should I?” I wanted to know his thoughts. My body my choices but I like to include him in such a decision. Then the quiet returns. This was not a good sign. The jester then began to fiddle with one of the bells at the end of his hat. Making it jingle ever so lightly.

“Um…I-I wouldn’t mind a baby.” He whispers. My head nearly snaps from the whiplash I just gave myself. What? He still didn’t meet my eyes as he continues to talk.

“I mean we’ve talked about it before even though we were like 16 but my thoughts haven’t changed. We were gonna name them (b/n)jr or (b/n)jr. I didn’t care for the gender the were still going to be a jr.” And just like that my heart melted, he remembers the babies names we picked out! Even though he proved himself time and time again that things will and are different he just solidified it 1000%. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I lean my head on his shoulders. Ollie respond by wrapping his mechanical arms around me placing his hands on my flat tummy.

“We are gonna have a baby.”

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-Fizzarolli POV!-

As time went on (F/N) baby bump grew bigger and bigger. We haven’t told anyone just yet because She wanted to a reveal at the Wrath Rings award show tonight. Talk about dramatic, but I was fucking here for it! She hid it pretty well with baggy clothes whenever she went out with friends and for rehearsals. She is about two months pregnant and has the most adorable fuckin baby bump! Me and Asmodeus couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves (at least more than usual). F/N is a lot more sensitive if you know what I mean~ Ima about to squeeze another body in her!

The three of us are excited to have a kid around. Especially Momo, he has bought a lot of fucking toys and clothes. We didn’t care what the gender it was, the baby gonna wear cute shit until it can decide for itself. We already discussed how we will all equally raise it, taking turns with parental responsibilities. So it’s easier on our careers and mental health! Everybody wins!

Today is the night F/N will perform her newly collab song with Verosika, Viper and Murder Mayhem. She is very ecstatic about tonight. It’s been a while since she sang live since her tour. Currently me and Asmodeus reside up in the nose bleed ready to watch our sexy baby mama. I didn’t know what it is about her being pregnant but she just driving me more wild than normally. She just unlocked a new level of freaky nasty shit in me, a breeding kink. I didn’t get before but now, now I fucking do. I can’t wait until she pops the sucker out so I can go at her roughly again with the hopes of getting her knocked up again. But I restrain myself to be careful in bed, having a baby and all I’m being more gentle with her, even if she begging me to fuck her brains out. Baby safety first!

“So what time does she go on?” Blitz asks taking a big swing of his liquor. We sat on right side of Asmodeus shoulders for the perfect view of the stage.

“They are the opening act, so about a couple of more minutes.” I informed him. Since we’ve made up he’s been hanging around more. Had to admit, I missed the guy even if I deny it many times. It’s not so bad, he still an idiot though.

“Mmm and what is on that poster your holding? “ a mischievous smirk spreads on my face as I held the large fold up board in my hand tighter as I lied through my teeth.

“Your lil dick.” I cackle at my own joke. Blitz shoots a harsh glare at me but he just hums in suspicion.

“Lucky your boyfriend is here or I would have rip it from your cold metal lying fucking hands!” He complains. Before I could come at his neck Ozzie shush us both for being too loud. Then the lights dims and the host walks on stage.

“Greets ladies and gentlemen welcome to the Wrath Awards show!” Here we fucking go! After the host finally stops blabbing about boring shit I didn’t give two fucks about he finally introduces the opening act. I lean forward smiling brightly waiting for the grand reveal. The speaker vibrates to life as the music began to play! Oh this going to be so good!

Where's all my soul sistas?

Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge

Viper and Verosika open the song , they are dressed in leather lingerie accents with lace and chains. It’s Giving very dominatrix vibes. I only wonder how F/N was style to hide the baby bump. Hopefully not to much. One by one the female singers came out the sides of the stage to sing their versus I sat anxiously waiting for F/N part. I knew when she came out since I sat through various of her practice runs. Then I heard her, her powerful voice echoing throughout the building. her high notes giving me goosebumps, god she fuckinh amazing. The lights started strobing quickly to the beat of the song as she appears on center stage from a rise platform. A large smile plasters itself across her lips as the audience cheers loudly for her. I too scream at the top of my lungs along side Ozzie and Blitz.

F/N wore a long leather trenchcoat, It went down to her ankles. It was tied close concealing the baby bump. Her heels gave her height amongst her peers as she join them at the front. The audience continues to holler excite to see obscure perform again after her tour. She been lowkey since she got back. She spent most her time Working on another album in the mansion and fucking us. Living the dream! F/N belts out her versus effortlessly putting her fans into a trance.

Lady Marmalade (ooh, yeah, yeah)

Marmalade (no, yeah)

Hey, hey, hey

Touch of her skin, feeling silky smooth, hey

Color of café au lait, alright

Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried

F/N completely took over the show and overshadowed everybody with her range register. Once all the attention was on her, I saw her untie the trenchcoat. The material pools around her ankles. Revealing her leather bra and bottoms get up paired with thigh high leather heels. F/N Turns to the side and put her hand on her baby bump giving it a gentle rub. The crowd once again nearly deafen me with their collective voices when they noticed that she is pregnant. That’s my que. I immediately lift up the sign that read “THAT’S OUR BABY MAMA!!” In bold green and pink letterings.

“She fucking pregnant!?” Blitz shouts as he spits out his drink on a unsuspecting imp in front of him.

“Fuck yeah she is! I put a baby in there!” I state proudly as I wave the sign happily over my head. F/N continues to kill it on stage with her high notes, she didn’t let being pregnant stop her from being able to perform her very best and that’s one thing I loved about that fucking woman. She always gives it her all no matter what she’s doing. I proudly cheer for her in the crowd while Asmodeus claps thunderously with his large hands. F/N easily spot us and I could see her giggle when she read the sign, she then blew both of us a kiss and continues to perform. I don’t know where life is taking us but I’m so fucking excited to find out. And we’ll make more babies along the way.

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3 years later

-third POV-

“Hello everyone! Welcome back to my morning talk show Spilling the Tea! I am your host Bloody Mary! And today our special is guest is none other than pop sensation Obscure Heart!” F/N smiles happily as she waves to the camera and the live audience. They cheer and some exclaimed their undying love for her. Once the hostess settle everyone down with a wave of her hand she directs her attention to Obscure.

“It’s lovely to have you here darling.”

“It’s nice to be here.” F/N says she adjusted herself in her seat.

“So let’s dive right in. You were a total nobody working at a run down shit hole bar in the Wrath ring, but all the while your alter ego Obscure was a hit on screamtube! You got your big shot at the PISS awards, worked at Ozzies, fucked your bosses, went on tour, married one of your bosses and had twins with him. Did I miss anything?” Bloody Mary asks as he lean forward in her seat. A conniving smirk on her face. F/N sat in her seat completely caught off guard. These were not the questions she agreed to answering.

But she decided not let it get to her and play along. Momo and Fizzarolli practically made her a master at handling obnoxious people like her.

“Whoa way to put me on the spot Mary. Uhhh yeah that’s basically it. I also won two Rammy’s, I have been artist of the year 3 years in the row and have the most stream videos on Screamtube. So I am known more for my work, not my relationships. Also Fizzarolli and I knew each other before. We dated, broke up and are now happily married. Plus I was already successful before I fucked Asmodeus and Fizzarolli unlike some people. Remind me again how did you get your show? Weren’t you just a secretary to the owners of this network like two years ago? How you managed that?” F/N shot back as she scoots closer to Mary. The audience Ohhhs softly at the exchanging. Mary did her best to not flip out as she forces a smile.

“Speaking of Asmodeus, how were you able to keep him around as your play thing.” F/N smile fell as she leans back on her seat.

“He’s not a play thing. He is a part of our relationship.” Mary cackles as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“Oh come on. You said it yourself. You are happily married to Fizzarolli. That must not leave much room for Asmodeus. Talk about being greedy, can’t let the poor bastard go and find love of his own. So sad.” F/N e/c hues narrows on the hostess as she tried to humiliate her on live tv for her shitty ratings. However there was no point in getting upset. She did came here to make a special announcement after all.

“Mary I don’t know where you get your scoops but you should fire them. Asmodeus, Fizzarolli and I are in a loving relationship.” Mary hums as she shrugs her shoulders.

“I doubt it, but it’s whatever you believe.” F/N smirks as she raises her right hand showing off a massive diamond that shines in the crappy studio lighting.

“You should believe it too because Asmodues and I have been married for four months and I am pregnant with his first biological child.” Obscure announces showing off the beautiful blood diamond on her right hand. F/N even stands up to show off her baby bump from her loose dress. Mary sat there stun not believing her eyes.

“When? H-how?!” Maria stumbles over her words. She was sure she had all the information on F/N before she brought her here! How the fuck did her PI miss this shit!?

“We had a small wedding in the Lust ring. Somewhere very scenic where annoying paparazzi wouldn’t find us. And since the ring is on my right hand no one suspected a thing. Or are you talking about how we made the baby? Oh sweetie you didn’t have the buzzers and the beetle talk yet? So sad.” F/N smirks with a shit eating grin as she sat back down in her seat waiting for whatever dumb shit the hostess had to say. Mary clenches her teeth as she glared daggers at the singer. But before she could say anything two little figures rush on the set.

“You can’t get me!” A little girl yells as she runs away from her twin. The bells from her (hat colors) jester hat jiggle wildly as She hops on a table and kicking Marys coffee mug to the floor. The cermaic cup shatters all over the floor into tiny pieces. A little boy huffs as he too climbs on the table after his older sister.

“(Older sister name) come back here with my toy!” (Younger brother name) shouts clearly upset. (YBN) jump down from the coffee table and knocking it to the floor with a loud crash in the process.

“Where the hell did these children come from!?” Mary shouts. As she watches two little children run around her set as the continue to topple things over. F/N just watch In amusement as the children run a muck causing the hostess to freak out. This is extremely funny.

“KIDS!” Fizzarolli then bursts onto the scene. He held two color coordinated children harness with matching leashes. His robotic arms stretches over to grab them but they kept dodging his clutches. The two children laugh loudly now running away from their father. F/N couldn’t hold the giggle in as she watches her sweet Ollie try to capture their offsprings. They are definitely spitting images of herself with Fizzarolli dotted cheeks but oh boy everything else is all Fizzarolli. F/N smiles sweetly when her husband was is currently being tied up with his own robotic arms by their laughing children. He shoots her a look of desperate mouth out the word help. Ok fun time is over. The singer stands up once again before clearing her throat.

“It’s an avocado!” She shouts this immediately catches her kids attention.

“THANKS!” They chorus together. The twins left their dad side, leaving him alone still tied numerous of times with his own arms. F/N lowers herself to the floor opening her arms wide for her kids welcoming her children in a big embrace.

“MOMMY!”F/N made sure (OSN) and (YBN) are secure in her grip before standing back up with both kids in each of her arms.

“Hi babies, what you two up to?” She asks softly. The oldest sister giggles as she held her brothers toy.

“We were playing! We got bored with daddy.” the toddler explains making wide gestures with her hand as she talks. Her hat jiggling with every move. The son snatches his toy back and held it tight. His own bells on his hat ring gently as well. They both insisted on dressing up like their father. Something about wanting to run away with the circus for miscellaneous adventures.

“Well mommy just finished her interview, how about you two help daddy and then maybe papa will take all of us to go to Lu Lu World?” the twins gasp excitedly before bolting to help their dad out. They each took one arm and began to untied the jester while chanting Lu Lu World. F/N sighs as she shakes her head. Those two are a handful, she looks down at her growing belly and gave it a rub.

“Please be like your papa and not your daddy. I can’t handle being the only sane one.” She pleads to her unborn child.

“DONE!” The twins yell. Fizzarolli took this opportunity to clip both children back on the it respected harness.

“I still have no fucking idea how you manage to calm them down! I tried everything! Music, video games, tag, letting them plan a hit with Blitz! But you quote an old vine reference and they are eating out the palms of your hands!” Fizz whines as he approaches his wife. She simply shrug as she fixes his crock hat and place a sweet kiss on his cheek.

“I dont know why you are so surprise. I know a few magic words that make you and Momo compliant.” Fizz scoffs as he rolls his pink hues.

“Yeah right.” F/N smirks as she leans close to Fizzarolli ear and whispers.

“Oh so are you saying that if I tell you to eat my wet pussy so you can shut the fuck up, you wont?~” Fizzarolli face flushes red as he swallows hard. Well fuck, she got him. His silence was all the confirmation that she needs. F/N step aside to peek down at their kids and smile.

“Aighty babies I’ll call Papa to open a portal to come pick us up so we can go to Lu Lu World!” The twins scream at the top of their tiny lungs as they yank a fluster Fizzarolli off the stage to the nearest exist. Probably to find a better space for a portal to rip open. F/N reach for her cell phone And press on Momo phone number, the line began to ring softly.

“Hello? This is my show you cant jus-“

“Shut the fuck up Mary.” F/N spat flatly completely done with this has been. Never again will she come on this fucking show.

“What’s happening baby mama?” Momo smooth coos into the transmitter. F/N blushes softly to herself as she began to pack her belongings.

“Hello Papa, Ollie and I want to take the kids to Lu Lu World would like to come with?” F/N ask as she pushes Mary to the side, the hostess was trying to prevent her from leaving.

“Of course kitten. I’ll get you all in five minutes.”

“Great we are at the Bloody Mary show Spill the Tea, its in the Pride ring down the street from I.M.P.”

“Got it see you soon sugar lips, love you.”

“I love you too big papa.” The phone call end and F/N tosses her phone in her bag. She turns to the live audience who all sat silently watching the whole interaction. F/N waves goodbye before yelling out.

“Stream my new music video with Verosika Mayday! It’s called ‘Do what U want with my body’!”

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And that’s a wrap sorry I went quickly it’s pretty long but thank you for reading I hope you guys enjoyed it!

If you want more daddy Fizz and papa Momo let a hoe know!

Song: Lady marmalade by Christina Aguilera.

#fizzarollixreaderxasmodeus #fizzarolli helluva boss #fizzarolli reader #fizzarolli love story #fizzarolli x reader #fizzarolli #helluva fizzarolli #love story

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bookofmirth · 3 years ago

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I agree that Sarah was probably never going to make e//riel a real relationship, but why do you think that?

It's hard to identify author intent, but I came to that conclusion from being in the fandom when e*riel was born. So there are two reasons: what happened in canon, and what happened in the fandom.

To me, everything that has happened in canon can be explained by Azriel's issues with his mother and with Mor. He watched two women being abused, he was abused, he felt powerless, and now he is overcompensating with Mor because of residual guilt over what happened to her, and he is overcompensating with Elain because he sees her as someone unattainable and who will let him protect her with little to no resistance. A lot of the things that people saw as romantic, I don't think Sarah intended to be that way.

Also, I swear that at some point in the past, maybe in the acowar days, Sarah said something at an event about Azriel and Elain having a sibling dynamic. Obviously she made that weird with the almost-kiss. And I can't remember where I read it so take that with a grain of salt.

However, a lot of the ideas about e*riel right now are startlingly similar to moriel theories back in the day. I feel like I am watching myself from four years ago in these arguments. But the problem comes down to Azriel. Anyway.

The second part is the fandom: this post explains very quickly what happened in fandom to make that ship a thing. The fact that it sprung from nowhere, with no new canon content, with no announcements, no hints from the publisher or Sarah, again tells me that it was not intended to be a thing. The fandom was bored, disliked Mor and disliked Lucien, and thought "hm, who else can we still Azriel to?" One day I might dig around my archives for the posts where I was debating it with people, but the posts are all still there, even though I read the moriel situation incorrectly (and, like I said, the way I read moriel is eerily similar to the way that people are now reading e*riel).

Maybe I'm wrong and she did play around with the idea for a minute, but the fact that she never talked about them in conjunction with each other during any event ever, tells me all I need to know. They aren't together in canon now, Az's chapter told us they never have been, and I am 99.99999% they never will be.

#antielriel #ask #anon

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pixie88 · 3 years ago

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Epilogue

Yours Truly.

A/N | I complete forgot there was a few things I wanted to add, so I thought I’d clean up the end of the last chapter too.

Comments & reblogs welcome! Let me know what you loved and hated about this chapter!

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Summary | Life changes for the couple.

Check out previous chapters here - HERE.

Wattpad | Here.

Word count | 788

Warnings | 18 + Only! Angst & Fluff.

Pairings | Adam x Ellie.

Enjoy!

She stared blankly at Owen not quite understanding what he just said "Ellie?" he made her snap back to reality. "B-but how?" she couldn't compute the connection.

"So my Mum Diane, she was seeing your Dad before he met your Mum. They went on a few dates they ended up sleeping together, but then decided they were better off as friends. Obviously a few weeks later she got with Gareth, he had no idea until the day she had the accident. They had got into a fight she came out with it, she stormed out the house and well you know the rest!"

He looks up at her finally lifting his head, he can see her mind ticking over, "but that accident was over twenty four years ago! Why has he waited until now to tell you?"

"He met Trina and a few months into the relationship he told Libby and I that he was no longer going to fund our Mum's private health care. I was so angry he knew neither of us could afford it, and it wasn't like we could have her living with us with Libby in Paris and me in Kent, we just wouldn't be able to care for her. So we argued, he was drunk and he told me...I wasn't his. He even sent me a photo of DNA test he did years ago before Charlie died. I should have told you when I found out, but it was a lot from me to process, how could I expect you to process it when I hadn't myself?"

"I want to see the DNA test!" her expression was blank. He pulls out his phone and scrolls until he finds the photo, he hands her the phone. There it was Probability of Paternity: 99.99999% Alleged Father: Charlie Jones. Her heart raced, she thought it was playing a cruel trick on her, but there it was in black and white.

"Did my Dad know? How did he not question it?" she hissed at him, "No, Gareth said no one thought anything of it because they got together weeks apart and when I was born she told them all I was early!"

Ellie couldn't understand, she knew her Dad. He would give her twenty one questions over buying a new pair of shoes, so why didn't he ask questions about a potential child?! The surrounding air began to get thin, "I need to get out of here!" she jumps up out of her seat, "Ellie, I'm sorry!" he tries to help her, but she pushes him away.

"I need to get home! Errrr...I'll speak to you soon!" she rushed out of the coffee shop making her way back home.

6 Months later...

She took a deep breath as she looked over herself in hallway mirror one more time, "I see posing in the mirror must be a Jones trait!" he teases her from the kitchen doorway. She turned giving him daggers "what can I say? I must get it from my older, annoying brother who loves himself!" she bites back.

He pretends to be offended, holding his hand to his chest, "oh please! They only reason you make eye to eye contact with anyone is so you can look at your own reflection!" she jokes.

"Ok, are you done taking the piss out of me? There are a lot of people out there waiting to know the sex of my new niece or nephew!"

She rolls her eyes at him, "that's a Jones trait right there!" he points at her, "sorry, but I hate to break it to you Owen, but she's a Barlow through and through!" Adam nudges him.

"Sorry, scotch cake! Once a Jones always a Jones!" Owen teases him as he makes his way past and into the garden.

Ellie laughs, "I wish he'd stop calling me that!" Adam shook his head, "I don't know..scotch cakes are quite tasty!" she grins as she wraps her arms around his neck.

"As much as I would like to offer you a taste, we have people waiting for us and Charlie and Delilah will start throwing a paddy if they don't find out if they are having a little brother or sister soon!"

She sighs, "Fine, let's not keep them waiting!" she turns towards the back door, but he pulls her to a stop. He claims her lips in a quick kiss, "you look beautiful by the way" she smiles as she pulls herself away she pulls him out into the garden with her.

11 minutes later...

"Three.... two.... one!" BOOM! The confetti bursts out from the canons and flutters in the air, everyone cheers.

Adam looks at a smug Ellie, "FUCK!" he mouths as he shook his head with a grin knowing he was in trouble.

@secretaryunpaid @aussieez @lem-20 @irisofpurple @gloriousalmondvoiddreamer @rookiemartin @palmaviolet @wombatsxkookaburras @pixie-b

#adam & ellie #Yours Truly #Epilogue #@pixie88

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hinataoc · 4 years ago

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Artist asks! What's your favorite art medium (or genre to write, if you're a writer), and what's one that you'd like to be able to use well? What's your favorite thing to draw (or write), and what's one that you'd like to draw (or write) well? Finally, what's a skill you have (other than drawing/writing), and what skill do you wish you had? Copy and send to 5 artblr/writeblrs you admire!

Awww! Thank you so much for choosing me!

But alright! Let’s get into this:

Favorite Art Medium/Genre to Write

For art, it’s definitely digital! I used to paint with acrylics and sculpt with clay, but after having children it’s difficult to find the time or the space for large projects like that. With digital it’s easy to contain and I don’t have to complete a piece in a single sitting. So it’s definitely evolved into being my favorite medium to work with.

As far as writing goes, I am a sucker for romance. Read anything on my Lucky0Stars imagine blog and you’ll see one sappy romance after another. It’s an addiction. There’s something sweet and fulfilling about it as a genre and no matter how many time I read or write it, it’s always enjoyable.

Art Medium I’d Like to Use Well

Gosh, everything. But... if I had to choose one, I wish I was still able to sculpt with clay. It’s something I miss a lot and I’ll still do little art projects with my kiddos where we use clay. But part of me wishes I could have kept up with the larger projects. When I decided to call it quits, I was just starting to explore sculpting clay characters. I would have loved to fill my art shelves with clay renditions of my OCs and even make some to sell to people.

It’s something I still think about a lot and have considered getting back into it once my kids gets older. Maybe turn one of their rooms into an art studio when they leave for college or something LOL!

Favorite Thing to Draw/Write

I love drawing my main OC, Hinata. She’s probably the one thing I have drawn more than anything. If I want to sketch, it’s Hinata. Want to draw something for myself and experiment with techniques, it’s 99.99999% of the time, Hinata.

I really love her design and she’s a really versatile character when it comes to styles. I also have an obsession with getting commissions of her from as many different artists as possible. The really quirky and fun art styles are the ones I love to go for. The ones I could never replicate or ever come close to.

Those are my favorite ones to commission.

Anyway, back on topic...

Favorite thing to write also falls to Hinata. In line with my first answer, I love writing her with Riku and their relationship together. Their entire trilogy is like a romantic, slice of life, crazy adventure that is just me having fun and writing like a mad woman. I don’t think half of their story even makes sense, but it makes me happy soooo that’s what matters.

Something You Want to Draw/Write Well

Honestly, I’d love to be able to draw men better. I don’t know why, but I’ve always struggled with them. It’s a shame, because I would love to draw couply pictures more often with Riku/Hinata. Or even just thirst pics of Xemnas or Xigbar... especially Xigbar.

But every time I try, they never turn out right.

For writing.... a whole lot of things. I think I need to work on my language the most. The flow of everything and making sure everything works together. I have a habit of just telling it like it is in writing. While I see other author’s I admire adding all of this flowerly, gorgeous language that just adds another layer that I can’t seem to naturally reach.

Perhaps I’ll get there someday, or maybe I should focus on my own style and nurture it. I don’t have to be the same as anyone else, but it never hurts to learn from others.

A Skill You Have Other than Drawing/Writing

Can I have another skill? Is there room on my skill tree for another one?

Bad attempts at jokes aside, I’m not really sure. I used to take singing lessons and take part in competitions for it in high school. Also acted in school musicals and plays, even playing Dorothy in Wizard of Oz! Buuuut, I haven’t done those things seriously in nearly a decade.

According to my friends, they tend to say I am a natural leader. So maybe that’s a skill? I have a tendency to rally people together for things and get things done. And in a way, I suppose that can be counted as a skill.

A Skill You Wished You Had

Gardening. I really wish I could garden and nurture plants.

The amount of plants I have gotten in hopes of taking care of them, but then they shrivel in a matter of weeks is honestly embarrassing. We even got these seedlings in a kid’s science pack that was like... guaranteed to grow!!

Yeah, what a load of horse crap.

I watered those things daily and did everything the instructions said! They sprouted, they grew a couple leaves, and then they died! DIED! Even though I was doing everything right!

To say I was devastated is an understatement.

So yeah, I wish I could grow a garden.

That’s all the questions!!

Thank you again for sending me those asks! And good job reading through all my randomness <3

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pettyrevenge-base · 5 years ago

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Dude asked me to watch his bags at the airport "for a sec"--which cut into my boarding time. Now he can enjoy retrieving them from ORD police.

For some ironic airport-profiling context: he's a young, college-aged white guy in shorts. I'm a brown woman in winter gear silly with pompoms. He's sitting in my gate but we're not on the same flight. Mine boards in like 20. A few minutes after I sit down (in a seat he'd made almost unreachable with his big, exposed, unwinterized legs), he asks if I'll watch his bags for a sec.

I know this isn't good practice but I usually say yes anyway, since 99.99999% of people really do need to use the bathroom and there's no harm in doing a solid while THEY do a solid. I said sure but pointed out that my flight boarded soon. He said yeah yeah, he'd be back in a sec.

He left and I went back to scrolling my phone. I didn't time it exactly but eventually, my flight started boarding, and it was a tiny one so it boarded fast. Now I'm in a pickle, but I'm also mad because where the fuck is this guy? At this point it's been at least 15, 20 minutes or more -- more than enough time to do #1 or #2, grab food, do whatever. It's the F gates at O'Hare so everything is really close together. Even when I do this I make sure to head back as soon as possible just out of courtesy (not to mention that airports expressly DON'T want people doing this). Yet if I walk off and leave the bags unattended, they'll get confiscated and he'll have to do a song and dance to get them back, probably missing his flight.

Fuck him for putting me in this position. And honestly, fuck him for not facing the same consequences I probably would if I wandered off and abandoned my luggage. I made the call: I told the gate agent I'd been watching the bags and the owner hadn't returned. She said fine, the police would pick them up. I boarded my flight and we're about to take off. He's probably cursing me at the gate right now.

If he had diarrhea or an extremely premature heart attack or some real reason to delay, I ask his forgiveness in heaven. But who knows? Maybe I stopped the next neckbeard airport bomber. In any case, I let my petty flag fly today.

Source: reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge

#pettyrevenge #lol #omg

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v-t-holmes · 4 years ago

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1D songs rated by how much I want to hear MCR cover them

wmyb - I’m actually lowkey wondering how that would sound tbh, 7/10

gotta be you - if gerard doesn’t have the vocal range for the chorus, I would rather have him not strain himself, 2/10, but if he does, 6/10, I’m intrigued

one thing - I wouldn’t mind a cover of this one, 4/10

more than this - ooh yes, but there’s a 90% chance i’d cry, 7/10

uan - the way this song is, an mcr cover would probably sound lit, 9/10

i wish - and make me cry and drown myself in tears? 3/10

tell me a lie - change screwed up to fucked up and it’s a deal, 6/10

taken - the only reason i don’t start feeling Sad while listening to this song bc I’m so used to it, if mcr covered it i would be Ugly Sobbing, 5/10

i want - okay that would sound lit, 7/10

everything about you - okay this song is kinda boring ngl, mcr could spice things up, 9/10

same mistakes - this one already gives me existential crisis without thinking about an mcr cover, 7/10

save you tonight - I’m indifferent, it would probably sound lit tho 5/10

stole my heart - dunno if it would work as well while being sung by a guy literally the same age as my mom as it does while being sung by a (in the recording) group of boys aged between 17 and 20 - 1/10

stand up - SO PUT YOUR HANDS UP COZ IT’S A STAND UP, basically it’s an armed robbery, 5/10

moments - the subtle hinting at the fact everyone in this song dies,, fun fact that would just instantly kill me, 100000000/10, I would Cry but it would be worth it

another world - I rather would not be taken to ‘another world’ ‘every day’ ‘in every way’ by mcr, thank you very much 0/10

na na na - the cover would be worth it just for the title confusion, so yes, yes please, 10/10

i should have kissed you - the regret in the original’s is not Expressed At All, 7/10, fuck me up mcr

lwwy - i mean it would probably sound good, but lets be real, mcr doesn’t exactly fit the vibe of this song, 4/10, just because it lowkey has danger days vibes (i listened to it three times in a row before, I know what vibes danger days has)

kiss you - i’m torn between the fact that this is targeted at teen girls and sang by barely not underage anymore boys, and the fact the cover would probably sound lit 5/10

little things - it’s,,, too soft for mcr,,, 0/10

c��mon c’mon - eh, I’m indifferent to that one, 5/10

last first kiss - this one gives me an existential crisis and makes me Sad already, 8/10

heart attack - just for the ow! part, and also for the 1D just doesn’t do emotions right in this one, 7/10

rock me - in summer ‘09, they were literal babies, I’m fairly certain 16 year old harry styles did NOT fuck, mcr did shit other than going to school in 2009, and they probably fucked and this song is just one big innuendo, 7/10

change my mind - ah another song that would probably make me cry, 6/10

i would - idk, a song about high school drama? 1/10

over again - stabbing me would be more merciful than an mcr cover, 10/10

back for you - this one hits differently when you hear 1D promising they’ll come back for the fandom, And with the reunion rumours going around, it wouldn’t sound right if mcr did a cover, 2/10

they don’t know about us - unlike the original, it would make me cry, because it remind me of my gf, 3/10, covers of songs that remind me of my gf that would make me cry are illegal

summer love - the 1D version didn’t kill me, but the mcr version definitely would, 5/10

she’s not afraid - I’m actually kinda curious about what the cover would sound like, 8/10

loved you first - another one I kinda want to hear mcr’s cover of, 7/10

nobody compares - this one is either boring or it’s getting late, either way, mcr would spice it up, 7/10

still the one - it’s a bop already, 5/10

truly madly deeply - soft and tender and,,, can mcr do soft and tender? I mean, probably, but their songs that sound soft and tender end up in people in the song dying, 2/10

magic -THERE’S A 99.99999% CHANCE THE MCR COVER WOULD BE LIT, 219833/10

irresistible - mcr’s cover would make me cry and i’d thank them 8/10

bse - despite the title, not the best song ever out there (home is the best), and mcr could definitely improve it, 8/10

soml - the chorus starts, but with more SCREAMING, 8/10, sometimes you just want a soft song to have more yelling

diana - could be good, but really, I’m indifferent to it, 5/10

midnight memories - the fact 1D says 'same old shhh' instead of 'same old shit' is so unsatisfying, mcr would fix that, 10/10

you & i - yeah, just make me cry or whatever, 6/10, I’m already feeling like a trainwreck

don’t forget where you belong - that would be nice but it would also make me cry, 7/10

strong - the intro keeps reminding me one of the mcr songs and idk which one, probably famous last words, and it’s bothering me, 5/10

happily - I have no objections to this one, 9/10

right now - it would probably make me cry too much to handle, 2/10

little black dress - I’m kinda curious about this one honestly, it’s already a lot more rock than some other songs and I wouldn’t mind a cover, 6/10

through the dark - idk why, but I would definitely pay for an mcr version of this song, 10/10

something great - this one already gives me Feelings, I don’t think I could handle the mcr cover, 1/10

little white lies - it’s an okay song but really, I don’t need an mcr cover of it, 0/10

better than words - mcr wouldn’t censor fuck, 5/10

why don’t we go there - i’m actually running out of ideas of how to express what I want to say about this song, but basically, it would sound good but I don’t think it’s on the priority list, 2/10

does he know - i learnt that gerard is the same age as my mom so I legally can’t listen to him sing about sex while addressing the listener like that, 0/10

alive - it would be a headbanger, 10/10

half a heart - and make me cry even more than I cry while listening to the original? 2/10

steal my girl - not really something I’d want or need covered by mcr -10/10

ready to run - this song made me make this post, a clear 10/10

where do broken hearts go - I mean I’d probably cry, but I’d love to hear a cover, 7/10

18 - it makes me feel similar as songs from bullets or three cheers do, but on the other hand, this song already makes me sad and is crying so much I fill the ocean with my tears worth it? 5/10, probably

girl almighty - it would probably sound fun, I wouldn’t mind there being a cover, 5/10

fool’s gold - do you want me to cry? because that’s how to make me cry, no but also please/10

night changes - an existential crisis sounds nice in these trying times (not), 3/10

no control - it would be okay, I guess, 3/10

fireproof - why not, 5/10

spaces - another one presumably about the break up, it just wouldn’t Hit the same if mcr covered it, 2/10

stockholm syndrome - oh, please, that sounds like it would make a lit cover, 8/10

clouds - why tf not, I’d love to hear what mcr would do with it, 9/10, fuck me up

change your ticket - I can’t think about this song without thinking about that one tik tok where 1D members pop up in the girl’s room when their parts start, imagine that with mcr, I would scream (in a not good way), 0/10

illusion - I wouldn’t mind a cover, but really I don’t know what I’d do with it, 1/10

once in a lifetime - this song already makes me cry, I wouldn’t be able to handle an mcr cover, 3/10

act my age - heheh why not, it would make a fun cover, 8/10

hey angel - I wouldn’t mind a cover, so why not, 6/10 (would I cry? you can’t prove anything)

drag me down - I can see it being a good cover now that I think of it, 8/10

perfect - kinda curious how that would sound, 8/10

infinity - only if mcr is willing to pay for and play at my funeral, 8/10

end of the day - I wouldn’t mind an mcr cover if this one, but mostly I’m just indifferent, 5/10

if i could fly - the intro is too similar to cancer, and the original already makes me Cry, i would straight up get dehydrated and die from mcrying, but also, please 9/10

long way down - more mcrying, a whole party, 7/10

never enough - the cover would be probably pretty good, 6/10

olivia - it’s already a fun song to listen to, I wonder what the cower would sound like, 7/10

what a feeling - it has the potential to make me cry, 7/10, also it hits different in these times

love you goodbye - wanna see if they can be as tender as 1D is with this song,, 6/10

i want to write you a song - i don’t dare sending my gf mcr songs with the caption ‘that made me think of you’ in fear of the song having undertones of murder, collective death, nuclear winter or other dying stuff I haven’t noticed yet, this song is too soft, sorry mcr -10/10

history - it would most likely sound good, but it has a sentimental value that mcr just wouldn’t be able to capture, 1/10

temporary fix - HECK YES, THAT SOUNDS LIKE A SONG THAT WOULD SOUND GREAT AS AN MCR COVER, 475475837/10

walking in the wind - I wouldn’t mind a cover, 5/10

wolves - it would be worth it just for the confusion between this song and house of wolves in search results, 10/10, bc i enjoy chaos

am - the original is soft and there’s really barely any instrumental background for most of the song other than acoustic guitar, so I’m wondering what mcr would do with it, 6/10

home - how much do I have to pay to hear mcr cover that one? 1000/10, it’s my fav 1D song

#well this took way longer than i expected #i got hit by the Big Sad the day after ii said i was gonna do it and then more bleh stuff happened #and i was only able to listen to 51 mcr songs that didn't make me sad #mcr #1D #my chemical romance #one direction #so april was a disaster for me #but now I'm back on my bullshit

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diegopetrucci · 4 years ago

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On being a man

I’ve been thinking quite a lot of what it means to be a man the past few weeks. Nothing in specific has triggered it, maybe reading MensLib a bit more, but it’s something that has come through my mind every now and then lately.

To put it bluntly, I don’t know. I don’t know what it means to be a man, and I’m searching for answers as much as anybody else. I just don’t know.

First thing that comes to mind, I think, is to provide. I need to provide for my girlfriend, for my family, I need to make sure that they’re okay and living a good life. But is it? Am I subconsciously projecting some structure that comes from the past, that is linked to how things used to be? Maybe I am. Maybe I shouldn’t, I should let my partner take care of herself. She definitely can, she’s strong, I know it’s a cliche-y word now to say, but she is, or maybe even better, she’s resilient. It’s funny because I don’t think I am, but she is. Whatever.

I don’t need to provide for my girlfriend, I don’t need to protect her. But I want to. I love to.

A while ago we were on the tube [the metro, for the non-Londoners reading] and some teenagers/twenty year olds started harassing us. A very light form of harassment, they were throwing us candies, M&Ms I think. They were being kids. I think I’ve probably done something as stupid when I was younger. They were throwing us stuff, and then more towards my partner. And she gets pissed, and my friends get pissed, they’re not stopping, and at a certain point my vein closes, I get up, go to the face of one of them, and tell them to stop. Or else.

I’ve never been in a fight in my whole life. I’ve gotten close, I’ve got quite the temperament, but never actually punched anyone. I’m sure I would get destroyed in one, I’ve never trained for it and I have zero sense for this kind of things. And yet, when something I feel is not right, especially when it has to do with other people in my life, my blood tells me to stop thinking and going. I just go. It’s happened before and, sadly, I’m sure it will happen again. It’s risky, it’s unnecessary, and it’s stupid. Like that time, they were kids, the smart thing would have been to leave and go sit in another carriage. But I reacted. My DNA told me to.

There are some things that are a biological fact. Men are (on average) stronger than women, taller, faster. We also are more “built” to do physical activity, more energetic, and my guess is that that’s why we have more of a temperament. Either that, or we’re stupider in average — but that leads to the same result, so whatever the cause, it is what it is. It goes both ways, women are also (on average, again!) better at tending for newborn and kids, better at reading people’s emotional states, and so on.

The other day I shared on twitter a couple of links, one was a discussion about men in traditionally women-y jobs, like being a kindergarten teacher or a nurse, and how men in those jobs are often ostracised and feel isolated — even by their own coworkers, leading to even fewer men choosing to pursue those careers, creating an even worse feedback loop.

Would you trust a man to be a nanny for your female kid?

Would you trust a man to be a nanny for your female kid even though 99.99999% of men are not sex offenders?

I want to say yes, but I would be kidding myself. And this makes me a disgusting person, because I’m being sexist and generalising to an individual the behaviour of a few bad apples.

I read the other day that a guy, a divorced dad, wanted his daughter to have sleepovers with her friends, but the mothers of the friends never allowed their kids to sleep to his house. They never said why, but it’s pretty clear why. He said that he is in a lot of pain because he will never be able to have memories of his daughter playing in his house with her friends. Ever. A therapist told him to carefully explain this to the mothers, that they’re being sexist and discriminating, but to be careful about the words that he uses. It’s heartbreaking. It shouldn’t be like this.

I feel like in the past, being a man, was easier. Not better, but easier, because you knew you had to provide for your family, go out and work, be “strong”, and so on. Now, now I don’t know. I think (think!) I’m still supposed to provide for and protect my girlfriend, but I also shouldn’t do it because she’s her own person and she will be whatever she wants to be. But where’s the balance? If I work and earn more and I pay more in our shared expenses, am I patronising her? Making her feel bad? If the opposite happens, and I mention it to people, how do they look at me? Do they see less of a man? I think so, and it shouldn’t be like this, but it is like this.

I’ve been doing more of the chores lately as my partner’s university classes have started again, and she’s working as well, while I have the privilege of working from home. I have more free time so I cook, clean, go groceries. Does it make me less of a man? I don’t think so. We’ve been joking that we’re the only European + South American couple where it’s the European that’s the house wife. House wife, what a terrible name. House person. It sounds weird, but it’s for the better.

It’s my duty to do those things, because I think that’s — also — what being a man is all about. But does everybody think that? And who’s more attractive, a man doing chores or one doing a physical job? I want to say the former, but the reality is that it’s the latter. And the actual good answer should be both, because your job does not define you. But it does. It always does.

I regret getting pissed at the kids, but I also don’t. Like I don’t and will not regret being a house person. I’m doing what I need to do. I love my partner, and my family, and will always do what I think it’s best for them — and I’ll often make mistakes, but that’s part of the deal. I think that’s what being a man is all about. Sometimes it’s being the strong, tough guy; others is surprising her with a cooked meal when she comes back home after work. They all share the same underlying intent — love.

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jcmorrigan · 4 years ago

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what’s a ship you like that most people don’t?

*looks to the left*

*looks to the right*

Okay, this might be the last thing you wanted to come from asking this question, but you ask the question and Pandora’s Box gets opened

I’M GONNA TELL YOU ABOUT THE TWO (2) INCEST SHIPS I ACTUALLY LIKE

As I said before, I’m proship and I’m cool with anyone shipping anything, but I also largely don’t ship family units unless I really, really, REALLY get the vibes and these are the two I actively enjoy and I’m not hiding this anymore - in the general sense, I mean. I am gonna put this under a Read More because I know people don’t like seein’ this stuff on their dash

I tried to just see them as normal half-siblings when playing Tales of Berseria and they kept just not acting like normal half-siblings, and the subtext stacked up in such a way that...oh...oh, this is cute. Oscar gave Teresa the earrings meant for his fiancée because she’s the most special woman to him! They died hand in hand, and she only died because he went first and she went feral trying to avenge him! She promises to make him her special quiche if he comes back from his mission alive, and then she sneaks out to ENSURE he will come back from the mission alive (it fails)! It ultimately doesn’t feel like a sibling bond to me but it DOES feel like a really heartwarming romance, and I would be going for it whether or not they were related. I’m actually really glad to have seen this one has a fair fanbase on AO3 because they cute. And wherever they ended up after their death, I hope they’re happy together.

A long-ass time ago, a friend asked me here on the Tumblr what my OTP for Leon was, and I said “Well, Kanon is the one girl he actually treats decently, but she’s difficult to say as his partner for Obvious Reasons.” That was a bald-faced lie. I wanted to look good for Tumblr. I actually LOVE Lenon, and if (when?) I find a way to BS the DR1 cast back to life for fanworks, my first order of business would be to reunite Lenon. Because anyone as deep in the DanganRonpa hole as I am probably remembers that Kanon’s entire story revolves around her canonically having a crush on Leon, it’s canon, it’s there in canon, and Leon actually, if she is to be believed in her account, waffled back and forth wondering if maybe he had feelings for her too, since he apparently gave her the challenge of “pitch this ball at this speed and I’ll date you” with the assumption that she could throw as well as he could and then he went out and taught her how to pitch and oh look, it’s cute again because they’re having a winter adventure learning sports so they can maybe go on a real date later. I’m still sad that Leon had to get ripped from Kanon like that, especially knowing how it broke her. (Oh, and lest we forget, he had a legitimate panic attack upon seeing specifically Kanon on Monokuma’s hostage tape.)

I know Terescar and Lenon have small fanbases, so they’re not ships EVERYONE hates, but there is a large part of Tumblr that’s just “We Don’t Do This Here, Even If It Is Only Fiction, on Penalty of Death” and please just let me enjoy my Terescar and Lenon in peace. 99.99999% of my ships aren’t between relatives. I just got two and I only ship them because I feel like canon either gave me subtext or actual text for it. And because. They’re. Cute.

#incest cw #nougat dont look #dead dove do not eat #I'M SERIOUS #IF YOU'D RATHER NOT KNOW THIS ABOUT ME JUST KEEP SCROLLIN

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littlemisssquiggles · 5 years ago

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Hello, Ms. Squiggles! A friend of mine just noticed how the Grimm have the same color palette as Team RWBY. She’s 99.99999% sure it’s intentional and wants to know if you think there’s any sort of subtext to that. She loves you to death and sent me to follow you because you have great RWBY content(can confirm, love your blog so far).

Wowzer! That’s a lot of admiration.Thank you very much to both you and your friend, Cinnamon. I appreciate the love. To be honest with you, I never made thatconnection between the Grimm sharing the same colours as our main four girls sothat's actually a great observation on your friend's part.

Burning crimson eyes, red like roses and gold like fire. Skin black asthe beast that descends from shadows and bones white like snow.

I’dlike to say that your friend is probably very correct in her assumption thatthis was intentional by the CRWBY. As a matter of fact, I remember back when I studyinganimation, during our class---during one of classes on character design, my teacher said that sometimes the villains ofthe stories are given palettes that either are meant to either compliment or contrast that of the hero character or characters to tie themtogether while additionally symbolizing their respective roles within the storyfrom a design standpoint.

If there is a deeper, more hiddensubtext to why the Grimm share the same colours as RWBY then I can’t reallythink of one at the moment other than the clear nod of the main signaturecolours of four heroines matching that of the very monsters that they risktheir lives day and night to protect the people of their world from. That’s asmuch as I can say on that. Hope it’s still enough to answer you, fam.

Once more, thank you for the lovelycomment from both you and your friend. And Merry Christmas and seasonsblessings to you both!

~LittleMissSquiggles (2019)

#squiggle answers: rwby #rwby #cinnamon-guardian #squiggles answers

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soopersara · 5 years ago

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Tag game

Tagged by @zutara-was-robbed

Nicknames: If you ask my mom: Sara Bear, Sarabi (like Simba’s mom), and if you ask my dad: Barney, John-Boy, Billy-Bob (dude wanted sons, apparently)

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

Height: 5′5″

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw (although a house combination quiz I took once put me in Gryffinclaw... so I guess I have some Gryffindor in me?)

Last thing I googled: Oh boy. That’s usually a dangerous question, but this time, I think it was the phone number for my town’s utility office

Song stuck in my head: There actually isn’t one right now (halle-freakin’-lujah), but usually whatever my choir is rehearsing. If you want a sample, look up Cantos Sagrados by James McMillan. The first movement occupied my brain for 3 months straight.

Fav musicians: I hate this question. I don’t even have a favorite genre, so how am I supposed to pick? But I guess The High Kings are a group I always come back to when I want to get my fill of Celtic music, so... them

Following: 197

Followers: 248

Do you get asks: Occasionally! I’m always open for more (and I’m not ignoring the writing prompts in my inbox, I just need to survive this week before I try to write them)

Amount of sleep: Probably not enough

Lucky number: 64 is my favorite number? So does that count?

What are you wearing: Punny pajamas. They have cat-cacti on them

Dream job: Novelist. But failing that, my current boring office job at an insurance company is pretty great. I love the fact that I don’t have to take ANY part of my job home with me EVER. I don’t even have to think about it. It makes writing in my free time so much easier

Dream trip: I guess I’d like to visit Norway? But I’m going on a tour with my choir to Vienna and Prague next year, so that’s going to be pretty awesome too.

Instruments you play: I suck at any and all instruments, but I have a degree in vocal music, so I guess I sing pretty dang well (technically, I was a professional singer for about 2 years, but the experience was not very exciting)

Languages you speak: English. I know a decent amount of Spanish, but I always doubt myself too much to try to speak it, and I tried to start learning German, but the Duolingo bird gave up on coming after my blood a while ago

Fav song: 😠 Why must I pick???? But... I guess Forbidden Friend from the How to Train Your Dragon soundtrack always puts me in the best mood, so maybe that? I don’t know, I really love movie soundtracks.

Random fact: The thing that has taken 99.99999% of my brainpower over the past few months is almost over. I’m buying a house (I’m 25 and single, buying a NICE house on my own, so take that, crappy economy), and I move in 3 days!

Cats or dogs: PUPPIES!!!!!!!! I like most cats, but I live with a little asshole cat who bit me hard enough to draw blood and leave a bruise this weekend because I had the nerve to scratch her behind the ears when she headbutted my hand

Aesthetic: Autumn colors, probably. But with an overabundance of blue thrown in, because blue is my favorite

Tagging: I NEED TO LEAVE FOR WORK, AND I DON’T HAVE TIME TO PICK ANYONE!!!! Do it if you feel like it

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widowblck · 5 years ago

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Below the cut is me rambling about Natasha post-snap and just basically expanding on some of her feelings/thoughts during this time. (It’s by no means well organized but... I never said my brain made sense. So have fun. I’ll be adding on to this.)

I’ve been watching Captain Marvel on repeat for the past couple of days since I’ve gotten it on Blu Ray and I’ve also been watching some clips from Endgame/looking at gif sets of certain scenes from Endgame so I’m sorry (but not sorry) for everything that will be below.

So as everyone’s seen, Natasha is pretty much crying 99.99999% of the time during Endgame. This is pretty much just how I imagine a lot of her time going (also if someone wants to give me a thread post snap I’ll probably love you forever)

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After the snap first happens, all of the team is together, trying to figure everything out -- Natasha’s spent countless hours researching every last fact about what’s happened around their planet. She knows it’s not just earth -- it’s everywhere. But somehow she can barely focus on that simple fact since almost every friend she’d ever had disappeared right in front of her.

Sam. Wanda. Bucky.

Natasha doesn’t exactly know where to start, but she knows that they all need a plan. Her and the remaining amount of the Avengers needed to find a plan to stop Thanos and to stop this madness. They needed to get everyone back and when Carol -- Captain Marvel -- comes to earth, she finally feels a bit of hope. For the first time since the snap, Natasha feels as if they have a shot at turning this all around.

That hope doesn’t last long -- the moment Thanos is gone, killed at the hands of Thor, she knows that they have no chance at getting everyone back.

At this point, she begins to spiral. She knows that she’s never going to be able to see her friends again. She’ll never be able to have a normal life again because now? Now there’s nothing to save. No one to help. The entire universe went silent with just a snap of the fingers and Natasha feels lost for the first time in her life. The Avengers were the one thing that helped Natasha feel like she had a purpose since she’d left the KGB and it was gone in the blink of an eye. Her friends -- her family -- just simply gone without a trace.

As the others begin to leave the headquarters, Natasha vows to stay and continue to do research into how to reverse the snap, but it’s futile. She begins to focus on keeping the group together, because it’s really the only family she has left.

Thor leaves quickly, then Bruce, Tony, Rhodey -- everyone. Even Steve.

Steve seemed to hurt the most, as he was the leader of the group and without him? Were the Avengers even a concept anymore? Or was it just another memory from the past? Were the past few years of her life just another chapter in the book of hers that felt never ending?

All of her life, Natasha has dealt with nightmares. They’re a regular occurrence, often waking her at odd hours of the night, her body filled with sheer terror. The memories of the Red Room never left her mind as every tiny detail had been engraved in her brain permanently. Some days, she wakes up, unable to breathe and others she finds herself not even in her bed -- but in some other location with a weapon in her hand, ready to defend herself at a moment’s notice. Now, instead of the memories being filled of her distant past, they’re now filled with visions of the snap. Of Bucky disappearing into dust right in front of her. Just imagining Nick disappearing -- the person she’d considered a father. Her family was gone. And it was all because of a madman insistent on saving the universe in such a terrible way.

Other days, the snap doesn’t take the same people. It takes Steve. Or Tony. Bruce, Thor... all of the ones that were left. And some days it takes her and every time it happens, it’s a feeling that she can’t describe in words. She doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to. Often, Natasha wonders why she wasn’t one of the ones to disappear. Was the snap truly random? Did she have a reason to be one of the ones alive? Or did she just manage to get lucky?

Now that she’s alone in the headquarters, the quiet halls echo with her small footsteps. Her normal locations consist of the study and the training facility. She even tries to avoid her bedroom, knowing that if she tries to sleep, she’d quickly be taken over by a nightmare and would falling asleep be worth it?

To her? Not at that point.

Often, she finds herself falling asleep at the desk, hunched over the table as she sits in the chair. Or, she finds herself boxing or running into the late hours of the night, only to take a small break before returning to her spot in the study waiting for anybody to contact her with news.

Steve and Clint were the two people who were really able to connect with her and to get through to her and she was forced to do all of this without them. Steve stops by sometimes, but she knows it’s just to make sure she’s not spiraling any more than she already has. She does a good job of hiding her emotions from Steve -- most of the time, even if she had previously been crying, she could easily distract him or change the topic and he’d barely notice. He makes up excuses about getting something he had forgotten at the headquarters or that he needed some kind of file, but she knew that he was doing it to ensure she stayed sane.

But sanity felt out of reach for her. She was trying to hold on -- to hold her family together. But every day felt like another impossible challenge and she wasn’t exactly sure how to accomplish that task without the help of others. She couldn’t keep her family together if they didn’t want to be together anymore.

#there will most likely be a part two but i just had a lot of feelings after the captain marvel mid credit scene #i'm not sorry #this is mostly me rambling but yolo i guess?#i'll be adding onto this but hey #have some sad natasha #slight depression tw #?#not explicitly stated but i don't want to not tag anything #headcanons #musings #about #i also didn't proofread this so sorry in advance

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interestsofabookwormbitch · 6 years ago

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Tag your it

Rules:answer 30 questions and tag 10 tumblrs.

I was tagged-ish by @dolanxsmiles

1. Nickname-technically I don't have one, but I don't do go by my middle name in real life (Jade).

2. Gender-female♀

3. Star sign- Aquarius!!♒

4. Height- 5'4"

5. Time- 6:43pm

6. Birthday- February 9.

7. Favourite Band- 100% Green Day! I started liking them back as far as I can remember. My family didn't even really listen to them, so idk exactly how I got into them back then. I only recently went through their discography though. I like other bands too, but Green Day tops all for me.

8. Favourite Solo Artist- Again, this is really easy. My absolute favourite solo artist is Adam Lambert. I love his voice, and how effortless singing seems to come for him.

9. Songs Stuck In My Head- none currently. Probably because I'm listening to music, so it has no time to get stuck. But, a song that always gets stuck in my head is All Of Me by John Legend.

10. Last Movie I Watched- Guardians of the Galaxy was the last full movie. It came on tv the other day, and I actually had time to sit and watch.

11. Last Show I Watched- Fuuu.... Miraculous Ladybug? Idk, but it's definitely the last show I was looking at on Instagram that I've actually watched.

12. Why Did I Create My Blog- Purely to scroll through Tumblr and look at things that I'm currently obsessing over (believe me that happens a lot, I've got an obsessive personality).

13. What I Post- Mostly whatever I feel like. I don't have any set things, just what I'm fangirling over, or what I need to rant about. Unfortunately I forger to reblog about 99.99999%of the posts I like, so people don't actually see what I'm into all the time

14. Last Thing I Googled- Pretty Snakes, because my friend mentioned she was scared of them, so I tried showing her how pretty they were to help. It didn t work.

15. Any Other Blogs- yes @alexandriareadandwatch I just post my reactions to certain shows and books on there. Haven't done so in a while though because I've been too busy

16. Do I Get Asks- Not really. I mean it's open if anyone wants to ask me something, but I've never got one.

17. Why Did I Choose My URL- because I fangirl over shit on this account, lol. I feel like it's pretty self explanatory.

18. Following- 74 blogs

19. Followers- 27, somehow.

20. Favourite Colours- Purple, then Pink, then Jade Green.

21. Average Hours of Sleep- probably about 5hours? That seems about right to me

22. Piercings- I have my ears pierced, but nothing else. I want to get more ear piercings (which isn't that unlikely). Also I want to get my nose pierced (which will look fine), and my eyebrow, which I don't even think will suit my face, but I still really want it. I won't get those last two while I live with my parents though.

23. Instruments- I tried guitar when I was younger, but I didn't have the time to actually play it.

24. What I'm Wearing- athletic pants, a dry fit shirt and a sweat top. I'll change soon, I'm just waiting on the shower first.

25. How Many Blankets Do I Sleep With- ok, I actually have 3 comforters on my bed rn. I use them with my pillows to have my own little nest like sleeping space.

26. Dream Job- Author, like everyone else on Tumblr, lol. I also really want to get into research for science, don't know what branch though.

27. Dream Trip- well, if this is a Dream then I 100% want to go to Hogwarts. But Camp Half-Blood is a close second, lol. But seriously I don't have much money, so I tend not to think about that too much.

28. Favourite Food- anything chocolate.

29. Nationality- Canadian🇨🇦

30. Favourite Song- oooh, I have a lot. By Green Day, Jesus of Suburbia, Wake Me Up When September Ends, Good Riddance, Longview, definitely more. By Adam Lambert, Whattaya Want From Me (acoustic), Outlaws of Love, Fever, Sleepwalker, Runnin', and Ghost Town also more. Others, Bring Me To Life (Evanscence), Pumped Up Kicks (Foster the People), Take Me To Church (Hozier), All of Me (John Legend), Its My Life (Bon Jovi), Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana), Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen), Unfaithful (Rihanna), Bittersweet Symphony (The Verve), Rocket Man (Elton John), Enter Sandman (Metallica), Uprising (Muse), Chasing Cars (Snow Patrol), Numb (Linkin Park), Come As You Are (Nirvana), Iris (The Goo Goo Dolls), Mother Mother (Tracy Bonham), Freak on a Leash (Korn), Sombody Told Me (The Killers), Mr. Brightside (The Killers), Viva La Vida (Coldplay), Don't Stop Believin' (Journey), Roots (Imagine Dragons), My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Fall Out Boy), Legend (The Score), Houdini (Foster the People), Chelsea Dagger (The Fratellis), The Mystic (Adam Jensen), The Pretender (Foo Fighters), Helicopter (Bloc Party), The Phoenix (Fall Out Boy), Monkey Wrench (Foo Fighters), Never Too Late (Three Days Grace), Never Say Never (The Fray), Surrender (Less Than Jake), Sweater Weather (Kurt Hugo Schneider), Save You (Simple Plan), I Swear This Time I Mean It (Mayday Parade), Heart By Heart (Demi Lovato), Raise Your Glass (P!nk), Dead Memories (Slipknot), Even Flow (Pearl Jam), Seven Nation Army (The White Stripes), Blurry (Puddle of Mudd), Kids (MGMT), Kings and Queens (Thirty Seconds to Mars), Before You Start Your Day (Twenty One Pilots), To the End (My Chemical Romance), You Oughtta Know (Alanis Morissette), The Last Of the Real Ones (Fall Out Boy), Crawling (Linkin Park), Implicit Demand For Truth (Twenty One Pilots), Cats in The Cradle (Ugly Kid Joe), Runaway Train (Soul Asylum), Miss Murder (AFI), Creep (Radiohead), Sober (Demi Lovato), With Arms Wide Open (Creed), Paralyzer (Finger Eleven), Youngblood (5 Seconds of Summer), and that's basically it for other artists. I considered cutting the list down, but I really couldn't decide what to get rid of. Oh well.

I don't know what to tag this, so I guess I won't be.

As for people I tag, I'm going to steal the idea dolanxsmiles had and just say if you want to do it go for it.

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pixie88 · 4 years ago

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Meeting the Parents pt 2

Chapter 12 - Always the Bridesmaid.

A/N: I’m on fire with these ATB chapters once I got to 5 in my drafts I thought I better release one! I hope you like it.

If you would like to be ADDED or REMOVED just let me know!

Read previous chapters HERE!

Warnings: Fluff & Light Angst

Word Count: 1832

Pairings: Laila x Harry

Enjoy!

"Is he mine?!" she seems a bit taken aback by his question, she wasn't expecting to see him again.

He asks again "Is he my son?" it's almost a hiss.

"No! No, he's not" she understands why he would think he is considering the timescale "I did a DNA test when he was born, he's Anthony's"

Harry is relieved, "You're one hundred percent?" she nods "I can show you the results if you would like?" she doesn't wait for his reply she rushes off, moments later she hands him a bit of paper.

It reads at the bottom -

Alleged FATHER - ANTHONY KENNEDY

Probability of Paternity: 99.99999%

Harry feels like he can finally breathe again, he hands her back the piece of paper "Thank you and sorry I just had to know," she offers him a weak smile, "It's OK, I understand why you would think he was yours. Again, I'm sorry about what happened to us in the past and I'm glad you have moved on she seems lovely!"

His thoughts go to Laila "She is to be honest with you, she's probably the best thing that has ever happened to me" her face sours, but quickly changes as she hears her son cry "I'm coming Jasper" she turns back to Harry "Sorry, I have to go. Harry take care!" he smiles "You too"

He makes his way down the path, pulls out his phone and dials Laila's number. It rings a few times before she answers.

"Hey Harry..." He cuts her off, so she doesn't get the rest of her words out.

"He's not mine!" she lets out a breath"How do you feel about that?"

He chuckles "Relieved, Laila the thought of being tied to her because of a child...I couldn't think of anything worse. I thought I might have wanted him to be mine for a few moments but as soon as I knew he wasn't mine, I realised I didn't really want it at all"

"Well, I'm happy for you and at least that's cleared up now. You can move on from it" He can tell she's secretly relieved to as much as she tries to pretend she was OK with it.

"I'm on my way back to yours so make sure you're ready, we'll leave for my parents when I get back"

"OK, I'm nearly ready. Harry, I'm so nervous," he chuckles "No need to be! You've met my mum, one of my brothers and my sister...my dad you just need to take everything he says with a pinch of salt. He's hard on everyone until they get to know him"

"Great....anyway. I'll see you in a bit, I love you" He laughs "See you soon! I love you too"

Later they arrive at his parents house, Harry lets himself in with his fingers entwined. Laila's heart is racing with nerves, "Mum, Dad?" he calls out "Harry! We're out the back" They make their way through the house towards garden "Laila! How are you?" Rose welcomes her with open arms.

Harry puts him down and pulls Laila over to the table "Arthur and Izzy you've already met Laila, but Dad, Brad, Will, Sophie, Claire and Ruby this is my girlfriend Laila, Laila this is my Dad Colin, and my brothers Will and Brad and their wives Ruby, Sophie and Claire" His brothers and their wives offer her a warm welcome but Colin doesn't even look up at her.

"Hi, Rose! It's nice to see you again!" Laila smiles at her, she notices the rest of the family round a table "Uncle Harry!!" a little boy runs over colliding with him, Harry picks him up "Hey Cohen! This is my girlfriend Laila!" Cohen looks over to her "She's pretty" Laila smirks "Thank you! You are adorable!" Cohen smiles.

Take everything with a pinch of salt! She thought, "I knew something was going on with you two! I saw the way he looked at you at the sky gardens!" Izzy winks at her, they take a seat Harry doesn't let go of her hand.

"We were in the early stages of dating at time" Laila smiles at her. She hears Colin sniggers, but she chooses to ignore it when she feels Harry give her hand a tiny squeeze.

A little while later dinner is served "Laila, are you left handed?" Colin asks "Erm..no, no I'm not," she smiles at him "So, why are you holding your knife and fork like a left handed person? It's a bit ill mannered?" he hisses. "Sorry, I always have used them this way..." he cuts her off "What do you do for a living?"

"Oh, I'm a hairdresser" he sniggers again "So not a doctor then..what a shame!"

"Dad!" Harry hisses at him "Harry, it's fine!" she smiles softly at him. Pinch of salt! She thought.

"And your parents?" Colin asks "My parents? Well, they own a pub" Colin laughs "Of course they do! Talk about lower class and cliché"

This comment makes her blood boil she jumps out of her seat, throwing down her cutlery "Say what you want about me, but don't you dare talk about my family!" She says pointing her finger at him "My parents are worth 10 of you!! You are nothing, but a miserable, snobby, rude old git! I will not sit here like everyone else and let you get away with talking to me or about my family like that!" she storms off through the house and out the front door.

Harry chases her calling after her "Laila! Wait!" He catches up to her, gently grasping her arm, making her turn "Laila, I'm sorry I should have spoken up...I should've never let him speak to you like that. It's just that's the way he is. I know that's no excuse"

"I get it..he's your dad, we make allowance for family. I shouldn't have say anything" Harry chuckles "No! I'm glad you did..That is what I love most about you. You don't take crap from anyone, you speak your mind and no one has to second guess where they are with you"

Behind Harry, Laila spot Colin stands in the doorway. Harry eyes follow in her direction "Harry, if he's here for round 2, I swear to god I will not be responsible for my actions" Harry chuckles "As much as I would love for you to deck him..." she cuts him off "Don't you think I can take the old man?" she asks.

He laughs "I have no doubt that you can take the old man! But let's just hear what he has to say? I promise I will step in if he's out of line again," she rolls her eyes "Fine" Harry takes her hand and they make their way over to him "Let me just warn you, you dare speak to her like you did in there so help me god" Colin can see his son will not stand by and let it happen again.

"First can I say Laila, I'm a protective old fool, I just don't want him hurt like last time. You were right in there, when you called me a miserable, rude old git. No one has ever pulled me up on how I speak to people and for that I respect you"

"You forgot snobby!" Laila hissed, Colin laughs at her "I also forgot to say sorry which I truly am sorry and if you will allow it can we start again?"

"OK, I'm also sorry for what I called you" Colin laughs "You have nothing to apologize for everything you said in there was spot on. Now let's go back inside"

They follow Colin back to the garden as they walk in his brothers clap "Keep hold of this one Harry! We like her!" Will laughs "Don't worry I intend to!" he winks at Laila.

Later, Harry is playing football with the kids Cohen, Ethan, Bobby and Lara while Laila is colouring with Mila "Do you love my Uncle Harry?" Mila looks up at her "I do" Mila smiles "He loves you too. Are you going to marry him?" Laila smirks she loves how kids are so blunt "Maybe one day"

"Maybe one day?" she hears him asks over her shoulder. Great! She thought. "I asked Laila will she marry you. She said maybe one day!" Mila giggle, Laila blushes as Harry takes a sit down next to her "You're all sweaty!" Laila wipes his brow "Yeah, those 4 have been ganging up on me. 4 against 1 can you guess who won!" Laila laughs at him.

"Not you?" she winks "Got that right!" Harry grabs Laila's hand as she's colouring making her go out of the lines "Harry!! Look what you made me do!" he chuckles at her and does it again "Harry! Stop it!" she hisses "Or what?" he asks.

She takes the felt tip pen and draws on his face "Laila!" she smirks, Mila giggles "What? I'm colouring out of the lines like you wanted me to," he smirks as he shook his head, "You are so going to regret that!" he's quick, he takes a red felt tip pen off the blanket they are sitting on and aims for her face, but she dodges it. He goes in again she falls back against the blanket, Harry grasps her hands pinning them, so she can't stop him. She's laughing "Harry, don't you dare!"

Moving towards her face with the pen between his teeth as his hands pin down hers, she's laughing "Harry" as he gets closer Mila pulls the pen from his mouth and uses it on him "Argh! Mila, you're suppose to be on my team!" he lets go of Laila, Mila gets up and makes a run for it. Harry is about to chase after her, but Laila grabs his ankle making him fall to the ground.

She gets up and makes a run for it after Mila, they're both giggling as they run from him. Before they get to far, Harry's arms come around both their waist's "Gotcha both!" he begins to tickle them and they both fall to the ground trying to get away.

"Uncle Harry! Stop! I'm sorry!" Mila says through her laughter, he stops "I like Laila, Uncle Harry" Harry smiles at his niece "Me too!" he winks at Laila.

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A few weeks later

Laila had arranged to meet Nikki at the park with Poppy, They are chatting when all of a sudden they hear Poppy scream.

They both rush over to her, Poppy is hysterical on the floor below the monkey bars "Pops, what's wrong?" tears steam down her face "It hurts!!" she screams "Poppy, did you fall from the bars?" Laila asks her and she nods unable to answer because of the pain.

Nikki becomes distraught "Nikki, It's going to be fine!" Laila tries to reassure her "I'll call an ambulance just in case" Laila pulls out her phone to make the call.

Continue reading this story here - Chapter 13.

@shewillreadyou @lem-20 @secretaryunpaid @khoicesbyk @aussieez @txemrn @irisofpurple @casualpostqueen @shannonwrote @tea-me-kah

#atb #always the bridesmaid #pixie 88 original #pixie 88 #fiction #fictionalstory #harry x laila

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fredheads · 6 years ago

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When and why did you start liking Hal?

I honestly don’t know. An accurate answer to this would probably require a s1 rewatch that I am not strong enough to do now or ever.

When I started watching Riverdale I was actually really invested in the kids plotlines (shocking, I know) and didn’t pay a lot of attention to Hal. I somehow didn’t even notice his sexy windbreaker look in the pilot. If anything I found him vaguely untrustworthy, but that’s because he was written to be a possible suspect all the way along. I wasn’t even smitten with Fred until episode two.

But then (i don’t remember what order these events happened in sorry) we got the “stepfords of riverdale” opening and BAMMO!! I was hooked on each and every member of the Cooper family. The kids had kind of failed me at that point but oh man do I have a big fat emotional attachment to the “golden boy” trope and suburban discontent in general. That stuff is my bread and butter in fiction. Being presented Hal as this former RHS golden boy who married his high school sweetheart and went on to have a less than perfect life that he was struggling to keep manicured on the outside...bam I wanted him.

That was also when I flipped from “I can’t like her she’s abusive” to “I want more of this woman” on Alice. When she was being fake in the church for the cameras??? MOM. I imprinted fast. I didn’t find them necessarily “likable” yet but I wanted more of the Coopers backstory ASAP (oh how the turntables..)

I also have (hold on tight this one will shock you) a big soft spot for dad characters and I wanted to like Hal all along. When he was fixing the car with Betty (I also have a big soft spot for mechanic!betty) and talking about Polly I was so hopeful it was time for his redemption. I don’t think you guys remember how much they were holding back from us character-wise in season one and anyone suddenly becoming likeable was fair game. Also, Hal was just fun to watch. I knew he had secrets and I wanted to know what they were.

So honestly from almost the get-go I was rooting for a redemption arc for Hal. Then we got one for Alice instead, and for an episode I almost disowned him because it felt to me that we were going down the route that most of you have accepted as canon now, that Hal was potentially abusive to Alice throughout her marriage and that he forced her to abort her first kid against her will. (We didn’t find out Alice’s first kid was actually born at all until later - I remember standing up on my couch in front of my housemate and yelling CHIC COOPER at the abortion reveal. I’m a big comics fan.)

(Man did that scene get my motor running though like Hal as the flawed patriarch watching baseball alone in the den in the dark, Alice doing a 180 on us and confronting him in full hysterical housewife mode........ The gotcha! reveal that Riverdale hadn’t written Betty’s oldest sibling out they had a plan for him all along.... I look back on it and I don’t like it anymore because of what it’s turned into but day one that scene had me quaking in my artfully faded jorts. I love suburban stuff like that. )

Then we got more information - that Hal was never abusive to Alice, that he only offered Polly money for an abortion and didn’t force her into one, that Alice didn’t abort Chic at all and that there’s no evidence Hal put pressure on her to do so. He only suggested it. In my opinion, the whole drama of the scene was because Riverdale was actually trying to make everyone unlikeable then, because someone was supposed to have shot Jason in the head.

By the time Alice threw a brick through the Register window I was rooting on her and Hal to reconcile to protect their kids. It was so clear they loved each other to me. The thought of this flawed suburban stepford wives couple going back to their flawed but functional marriage with a few key improvements... fabulous. And they did and we got Hal dropping “What the hell is wrong with you people?” and Riverdale should have ended right there because it was great.

Also when we found out he was homecoming king once it cranked my Hal love up to 11. Side note.

(This is going to sound shady but I don’t know why 90% of you go around yelling “HAL FORCED ALICE TO GET AN ABORTION” when Chic was RIGHT THERE for 99.99999% of season two please check your facts he absolutely didnt and the evidence is right there drinking milk out of the carton it boggles my mind)

As the season ended I was kind of shaky on adult Hal character-wise because my feeling toward him was that he cared about this blood feud stuff more than his own family and I also didn’t want to get too attached to anyone in case they were the killer. Bear in mind, this was back when I was still semi-protective of the child characters and I was under the sway of the stream of thought in this fandom that was really concerned with purity and only liking characters who weren’t troublesome. Now I just like who I like.

I was writing a lot of parentdale fanfic at that point, and I love love loved my multiple conceptions of teen!Hal. I still had that soft spot for him onscreen though. I felt overwhelmingly what I’d felt in the car scene with Betty - that he wanted to be a good dad but was letting his personal prejudice and confusion about his lot in life get in the way of succeeding. I thought he should learn some things from Fred and then they could all be happy there on Elm St but for the time being he was entertaining as shit to watch and pushed all my buttons and I had dreams of him being a deep complex character whose motivations they were going to draw out for a long time and contrast him with Fred and it would be fabulous...

I don’t remember how I felt about Hal early season 2 but by the middle of it I was fed up with everyone and everything and Hal was the only was dropping truth bombs so I loved him. He was roasting Chic and snapping on Alice and I was fed up with them too! After season one I had to check out for my own mental health and I had to start taking the show a lot less seriously and a little more cynically than I had. I had also stopped caring about the kids entirely at some point so I was watching it in a different way. I’d met Kim at this point and we were making up our own headcanons to fill in the gaps and well... that was more entertaining than anything the show was going to give us.

Around there people turned against Hal in fandom because they were rooting for f/lice and whenever the fandom abandons a character like that I start to love them more so there went the old ball game. I loved him again because no one else was going to do it.

If we’re being serious for a minute though, by the time we got to the s2 Hal/Alice reconcile I was so so hopeful we were going back into a halice redemption arc. For some reason all of you read “I worshiped you” as something gross but for me, Hal was at his most likable during that fight. What I saw was that he really did love Alice and he knew he had made mistakes but the thought of being without her was crushing his world. That for everything that was fake and plastic and manicured in their shared “perfect” lives, their love for each other was never part of it. Apparently, I was supposed to read that differently but I truly didn’t.

Hal shooting Fred is so ludicrous I don’t even hold it against him. That whole ending was lazy and if nothing else he blessed me with at least a half-episode of Fred-centric drama and angst so honestly I owe him one.

This answer is a big freaking mess so if you read it (or hate-read it) all the way to the end thanks but please don’t send me hate or anything for it. This is just honestly how I experienced the series and that’s all there is to it. That’s the that on that.

tl;dr i always loved hal i just didnt know it for awhile.

#this has been in my drafts forever im sorry #hal cooper #Anonymous

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beyondthetemples-ooc · 4 years ago

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Fic questions!

I found this and I promptly used it as an excuse to ramble excitedly about my own writing. v

https://beyondthetemples-ooc.tumblr.com/post/645608178212552704/40-questions-meme-for-fic-writers

Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic. OC-centric, plenty of angst but not without emotional catharsis that brings it to hurt/comfort, self-discovery, probably a focus on something mystical or supernatural, and multi-chapter with slightly disjointed scene transitions but always with plot that revolves more around character growth than danger. (Also note a general lack of physical fight scenes, very flimsy humor at best, and limited visual details with emphasis more on sounds and motion because my mind's eye really Does Not conjure up visual details.)

Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to? Canon divergence, I guess? I have a semi-developed fic idea that started back when I was first getting into Steven Universe and was applying real-world rock hound knowledge to a bunch of magical talking space rocks, so I was like "What if Lapis was actually a fusion between a Sodalite and a Pyrite?" And I have... some Ideas for it. But very little idea how to string the whole plot together, or how to end it on a satisfying note.

Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole? Does smut count? Because 99.99999% of the time I'm highly sex repulsed. (Though I have gotten into A Mood on the VERY rare occasion, and tried my hand at it. Never got very far though.)

How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them? FUCK. There are SO MANY.... I have (*checks*) 210 story files in my writing folder! Now about half of those are probably Backup Files, and some stories have multiple files, so figure about 100 stories. I... have a LOT of unwritten ideas, and even more that are half-written but not ready to be published.

So for sharing just one of them? The sequel to DDD has me most excited right now! After Dove does terrible things under her demon side's influence, she's emotionally SHATTERED, okay. She goes through a "situational depression" episode, questions whether she deserves to die, convinces herself she doesn't deserve to live with people who care about her... She's in a really bad place. And it tears my heart out.

So this sequel is about her finding her footing, finding determination through the desperation, and finally just DOING something. She finds out about these powerful crystals that were imbued with great magic, and convinces herself that if they fall into the wrong hands, it could become very dangerous. So someone has to take them under protection. But Raven already tried, and she can't navigate the cave they're hidden in, because the visitor needs Azarathean blood. (Or soul or something, I haven't figured that out quite yet.) The point is, Raven doesn't have that. Dove does. Now, the drastic measures Raven took to pull Dove out of her demon side at the end of DDD left Dove badly hurt, so Raven tries to convince her not to go. Which makes Dove feel guilty, so she decides to sneak around on her own to get them, and that's where the central External Character Conflict comes from. But she winds up getting Azar, freaking AZAR'S help, undergoing this dangerous mission to a magically booby-trapped cave to retrieve these powerful gems, and it's as much a journey of self-discovery for her as it is a self-imposed mission.

Share one of your strengths. Making the characters in the story matter as individuals, not just inanimate husks navigating the plot.

Share one of your weaknesses. Humor. Definitely humor. Ironically, that's especially true in my Teen Titans fanfics! For some reason, in my Pokemon fanfic I think I capture the anime's sense of light-heartedness amidst the action fairly well. But with Dove in the starring role, someone who's a lot more reserved and quiet and thoughtful, not to mention tragic, I guess comedy just doesn't mesh with her stories as well.

Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. Leyla's first trip to The Sanctuary! It's a secret tucked-away place, protected by the same caves with those powerful gems I mentioned earlier, and it's a place of magic and beauty. I think the way I described this particular one feels fantastical and captures the beauty I feel whenever I imagine this place. For a child who has only ever heard stories of this place, and for whom magic thrums in her blood, the wonder felt absolutely essential, and I like to think I captured that, too.

Leyla's ear-to-ear smile came with an obvious gasp as she beheld the unfiltered sunlight, the susurrant waterfall, the plants feeding on the succors of this world and rewarding it with splashes of colors and silver and gold more precious than any other gem, and the ancient and moss-covered stone that cupped it all together like a protective father's hand.

She looked up to Srentha.

And when he nodded she rushed in, laughing with fulfillment and discovery before the exploration even began.

Her parents exchanged warm and proud smiles before they followed her in, their pace far more languid and at ease. This place was their own, and they were already familiar with many of its wonders. This was a day for their Sathera, to let her mind fulfill her name and give wing to her thoughts and curiosities.

Her eyes were bright with the questions of a person thrice her age-- she asked them of the world as she looked left, and right, and scanned the sky above them and scouted the treeline beyond. The waterfall gathered in a pool before her and she knelt down, gazing into the depths so pristine it felt like sacrilege to cup her fingers under, and taste. The purity was clean and remarkable. And she let the rest drain through her fingers, watching as it rejoined whatever other mysterious forces drove a river onward, filtering the shallow pool's riches into a small stream, which crossed the whole length of the valley, and vanished. She could see that it went underground... but she couldn't be sure where it led to, or from where the water came.

She wasn't sure it mattered. Everything was in perfect balance, the most water-loving plants gathering the waterfall's mist on their leaves, basking in rainbows, and the rest dotted the lush grass beneath her in clusters and in solitude, delicate yet stable lives sprouting forth to live where the only wind ever came from the waterfall's motion and the only light that reached through was pure and unfiltered, sweet as honey to the world and even its glow felt surreal and idyllic.

The whole place felt... perfect.

And so Leyla turned to her parents, looking over her shoulder with mouth open to say-- something, but her joy, wonder, and amazed fascination were all too great for her to speak.

Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. So basically I'm really proud of this one because I think it's the moment I best managed to capture Dove and Srentha's history and relationship. And also Srentha's impassioned babbling, which is like, paramount characterization. Prime Essence of Srentha. Very important aspect of his interactions! Meanwhile, Dove's quiet and reserved and doubtful, which is also Distilled Essence of Dove. This particular moment takes place when they know they have a Special Bond, but before they start really realizing they're feeling Romantic^tm. And I think I captured that vibe very well here! Plus, I really like the words I chose.

So... I tried to figure out where to cut this one and it's a bit long for a snippet, but it just doesn't Hit Right without the context OR the conclusion.

“I’m sorry, Srentha, I… I guess I was just so afraid…” Her eyes became distant, lost in the memories of the ache that had been there for so long. “When I was younger, it was impossible to believe that you wouldn’t want to tell everyone – or never see me again…” She closed her eyes, bowing her head at the slightest angle. “I didn’t want you to be afraid of me…”

“Why would I be afraid of you?” Srentha asked, his voice quiet and uncertain. He couldn’t keep the pain from clouding his eyes, his mind. Her reasons were understandable, but did she really have that little faith in their friendship?

Dove lifted her eyes, and her response came back just as soft as his voice had been, unsettled and uneasy and unable to hold a charade of confidence. She managed to keep her voice steady, but she spoke softly, and her tone was tense with control. “Because of Trigon. My mother told me that if anyone ever found out, they would be afraid… or… Later she told me they might… hate me.”

Srentha felt his gaze sharpen. “Dove.”

"...just like they hated Raven..."

"Dove. Listen to me."

She'd paused, tense, like she was poised for defense and fear all at the same time.

His mind glowed in her senses, impassioned, and it was suddenly so familiar she couldn't help finding refuge in it.

"I don't care what the council said about your mother. I don't care what my grandfather said. I don't even care what Raven says. All of Azarath could have found out and hated you and shot your name down like a curse every time they saw you, but that doesn't make you Raven, and thank Azar, because Raven isn't you."

Dove was blinking, bewildered and reconciling it, trying to sort her feelings. Figure out how to respond. But he'd gathered his momentum, and suddenly his smile was breaking out, disarming her and when she looked into his eyes, that tiny electric tingle brought their minds so close she felt the oceans of sincerity and pride rolling within him. So familiar, warm and enveloping.

"You've always been like this grand mystery, or-- or a book that was wide open, but written in another language that I kind of know, but couldn't really translate unless you read it to me, and then your powers made it magical and kind of forbidden, and sure they feel really cold and sharp and weird, but you shared them with me, because you wanted to. Not because your trainers told you to. And you saw my magic like something special to me, not some weird corkscrewy obligation to destiny, or bitter irony because, hah, look what I can do, and good luck figuring out what to do with it because we're all going to die before I could have a place on the council! Except, I always felt like I was right where I was supposed to be when I was showing it to you."

He broke the eye-contact to look down and gather his thoughts, breaths chopped off as he rapidly began and ended words that his smiling mouth couldn't capture, and Dove's mind fizzled like a soda in the wake of his mind's absence.

But before she could sort what any of that meant, he looked up to her, eyes softened, and brows crooked in the depth of his sincerity.

"I guess what I mean is... I could never hate you."

And then she was grounded again, trapped in the absolute truth his words, his eyes, his soul offered to her. Basking in it. Dazzling her, warming her. "N... Never?"

"No. Never. Never, never, never."

Which fic has been the hardest to write? Deeefinitely DDD. Even now I question myself on that particular story. Was it really necessary? Is it too jarring when the most timid character this side of the Sierras starts going full-on demon sadistic? I mean that's kinda the point, she's never had to Actually DEAL With her emotions and powers and inner demon before because her mother's spells took care of it for her all her life. But can the reader tell that's why it's happening? Was I clear enough about that? Is this whole story really just torture p*rn? Is Dove's descent into depressed hopelessness too sudden? I mean sure it's 250k words long, but like, is that ENOUGH? Have I finally made the climax battle between Raven and Dove feel as epic as I've always imagined it? And now, is Raven beating it over her head A Bit Too Hard that "You are NOT EVIL"? I mean Dove's pretty unconvinced so she kinda NEEDS the repetition. But like......... does this story hold together as well as I think it does or am I deluding myself entirely?

Imposter syndrome's a real bitch about this one, for some reason.

Which fic has been the easiest to write? Gestures wildly to the fact that I have 100ish stories somewhat written but not nearly enough to post! I don't know! What does "easiest to write" even mean? They're all easier to write at some points than others, really hard to find the Best Verbiage for and extracting an Entire Plot from One Singular Idea. Oh, I know! Okay. So, the easiest by far was one that isn't even a full fic. It's a complete scene, with a conflict and resolution (an emotional conflict of course, because it's my story after all). But it all started when I reblogged something asking for one-word prompts, and I'd write a drabble based on it. Someone sent in the word "Umbrella". And I pounded that "drabble" out in less than two hours flat. (It's technically too long to be a drabble, but it works wonderfully as a oneshot.)

https://beyondthetemples.tumblr.com/post/20673017973/umbrella

Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby? Absolutely a passion, my stories and OCs help keep me sane. I'd even go so far as to call it my coping mechanism. DDD, the emvents (stories about Phobia Content that I write exclusively to process Phobia Triggers), Even in Death, even The Final Journey to a degree-- all of these have vast amounts of Me poured into them, to the point where if I wasn't who I was, the stories wouldn't be written the way they were. And I guess that's true of every individual author's works, but I don't just mean that who I am influences my stories. I mean that my stories also influence who I am, and without having them as a way to process the things that have happened in my life and left their mark on me, I might be a very different person too. Dove inspires me, Srentha helps me ease up, Leyla reminds me how much wonder there is in the world, Kary reminds me that it's okay to be angry. That's not even touching on how much Raven and Azar have changed my life.

Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more? Pretty much any one that's Raven-centric, particularly End pt. III and Nevermore and Fear Itself and... you get the idea. For the Pokemon fic: "Malice in Wonderland". (It's the one about, take a wild guess: a Mismagius. But they didn't make it cruel and made it like a wild daydream! The whole story for Mistress, my Mismagius, is that she despises the myths and superstitions about her species being sadistic bad omens, and trainer!Me makes it my mission to help dispel them.)

What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across? Neil Gaiman said something to the effect of, write stories that you enjoy, because even if nobody else in the world likes the story, at least there's one person who's happy with it. I've held that very close to my heart ever since.

What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across? "Said is dead." Sometimes you just need something snappy, easy, and "blendable", something that fades into the background so the reader focuses on what's being said instead of how. Plus, sometimes it creates a more familiar, lazy, or genial atmosphere. Storytelling vibe. Said is very much alive, if you know just where to use it!

If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose? There's actually a character in my Team Transition stories who breaks the fourth wall. He's me trying my hand at comedy. So he's self-aware that they're in a book, but he TOTALLY believes they're cool enough to be in a movie! I think a Team Transition story being filmed would be deliciously ironic. (And maybe, for comedy: HE'D MISS IT ENTIRELY.)

If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be? Dove and Srentha! Look, I like DamiRae a lot and JeriRae owns my whole Titans-shipping heart, but I don't think I can do a canon romance justice. With Dove and Srentha, I know enough about them and understand their workings and struggles so much that I literally Can Not Write Them Wrong, because with OCs, nobody else in the world can tell me if I've got them right, because I am literally their god. Even if it takes me 3 years to figure out how they have their Vulnerable Discussions sometimes.

Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order? Veeery out of order. The very first scene of DDD to pop into my mind was the climax, and the entire rest of the story happened because I had to figure out How to Write a Story that Leads Up to Raven and Dove Fighting Inside a Mindscape. The way I write, the characters basically live in my head and I sometimes get random glimpses into their lives. Much like my own memories, these glimpses don't always come with all the details and kinda jump around a lot, so it's a bit like a scavenger hunt to dig up the rest of the story.

Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines? Mostly just Word 2003. (Yes, 2003. I know it's 17 years outdated, but it's the only one I've found that lets me customize the colors, workspace, keep the window as empty as possible, and is kind to my ADHD.) Though I do also use notebooks, post-its, and whatever scrap of paper I have nearby when An Idea^tm strikes. Certain bigger, complex stories like DDD, The Final Journey, and Something Special have binders completely dedicated to that single story, but they've fallen out of use now that most of my stories are being written and edited on a computer instead of on paper.

Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse? Like I said, the characters live in my head and kinda do whatever they want when I look in on them. Certain things people say or media I watch can shake things loose, but I still have to fill in the blanks.

Describe your perfect writing conditions. 3-4 days off work, for one! I'm well-rested and have been remembering to meditate, so my mind is clear and calm. It's cool, dark, and quiet. My stomach and blood pressure are at a peaceful homeostasis and I have cold water ready for sipping. 9pm or later, and I can stay up as late as my muse will carry me. My pets are creating gentle background noise, but not enough to distract me, and in fact I find it soothing. I've had the time to develop this idea, and I can write for as long as I want!

How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting? Depends on the content. Something fluffy between Dove and Srentha gets a lot of passes, because romance just isn't my natural inclination. Something angsty or contemplative tends to come a lot more easily; something like "Even in Death" (when Raven takes Dove to show her what happened to Azarath for closure) only had one version before I revised it into the version I'm much happier with today. Certain sentences get a lot of edits for structure, clarity, flow, and descriptiveness, and multi-plot-thread stories like DDD get scenes shuffled around and added and subtracted until I feel like I've finally figured out The Right Order Things Happen, because the scenes do come to me so disjointedly and usually independently. But once I get the general outline down, usually I can write the scene with one Initial Pass and then one more edit for Stylistic Flair.

But then, sometimes stories like DDD get so many edits that Word uses brown and teal and purple text to display the tracked changes.

https://beyondthetemples-ooc.tumblr.com/post/164829211882/i-just-want-you-all-to-know-that-this-is-what-it

Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions). Ffffffunny you should mention that, because I've been editing my fanfics into my current style since 2012. I don't....... have any in my old style anymore. If you'd like to see what that looks like, compare the story "Unforeseen Surprises" on my fanfiction.net profile to "Unforeseen and Unforesaken"! The entire story is literally legitimately JUST me doing EXACTLY that!

Ch. 1 of Unforeseen Surprises (extra old version): https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3113248/1/Unforeseen-Surprises

Ch. 1 of Unforeseen and Unforesaken (2012 version): https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8205573/1/Unforeseen-and-Unforsaken

If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why? See above; it's all of them. Mostly for diction and stylistic edits though. I quite like most of the ideas I've had! The one that needed it most was probably Unforeseen, but I started writing that when I was 11 or 12. It's been through about 3 major edits since then, and I can't wait to show everyone the new version of Revelations! (The scene when Raven finds out Dove is also Trigon's daughter! Gotta get through the Pacifist Panic scene first though... that's one of the scene orders that got shuffled around in the rewrite.)

Have you ever deleted one of your published fics? Just once. I started writing an entirely self-indulgent crossover between my stories with Dove and Pokemon, wherein Dove accidentally transports herself to the Pokemon world, accidentally captures a Misdreavus when trying to save it from a battle, and goes back home with the little ghost. I remember I had a really neat idea planned where the Misdreavus ends up in Raven's mindscape and Dove has to chase her down, but I realized I had NO plot WHATSOEVER planned, and deleted it out of embarrassment because I thought it was too self-indulgent and silly at the time. (Now I'm like, "little Zira should've just kept on living their dreams." But I lost the original notes for that story when I lost my first writing flashdrive. /u.u\ )

What do you look for in a beta? I actually don't use betas. I have this sort of internal "meter" (like the poetic sort of meter) that I can't quantifiably define, but Things Sound Better To Me certain ways, and frankly I don't really care if someone else likes This Word better than That Word, because usually I picked This Word for a reason. I can't change what's happening in a story because, while I may be my characters' benevolent creator, I prefer to tell the story I'm witnessing rather than change it up to suit whatever ~tried-and-true~ story structure English class tells you to use. It just Feels More Right that way. (And if you know about The Nexus, you may have an inkling on why that is.) Sometimes I do ask for feedback on Certain Things though, and I appreciate it if people stick to what I'm asking about. Though if they find a typo or swapped synonym, I also appreciate them telling me about that!

Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you? I would, and it would depend on what they want. I'm best at copyediting, just taking note of grammar and punctuation mistakes. But I'd also offer my feedback on things like tone, description, characterization, and plot, if someone specifically wanted it. Mostly I just enjoy reading things and handwaving whatever flaws I find, you know? I only offer criticism when it's asked for directly and explicitly.

How do you feel about collaborations? Well, the (far-flung future) upcoming chapters of the Pokemon fanfic were mostly collaborations with my now-girlfriend! We've bounced ideas and characterization and scenes off each other, she's added a few things, I elaborated on them, you know. And one of my all-time favorite fanfic writers read "Umbrella" and asked me if I would be okay with him crossing my story over with his, and of course I was delighted to, so he made the stranger in "Umbrella" his OC! I was absolutely starstruck, and though it wasn't an intentional collaboration, it made my freaking DECADE.

Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much. Oh, this one's hard... let's see. Only three? I can only pick 3? When I have so many talented friends and have such particular tastes? Fuck. I can't only pick 3??? They legitimately all have different strengths and there's just so much love in my heart for their stories.

~ Friends: - Pix (@azarathian) writes one of my very favorite Ravens with the complexity she deserves, and I love her word choices. Among one of only three people who can write BBRae in a way I can actually tolerate, and sometimes even understand why people would possibly ship them. - Randy (@impulse-goblin) manages to make me ship stageblazer even harder, if "magic fam" was a trope it would be my favorite in all of DC fanfic, and they always write heartfelt scenes with excellent dialogue and fun dynamics between characters. - Tee (@t4telliot) has fantastic ideas for making DC comics more inclusive, interactive between characters, and generally just making characters MATTER to each other, and xe also has some of my very favorite ideas for Arella (who is dreadfully underappreciated by DC canon and fandom alike). - My girlfriend (@setphaserstolimp) also dabbles a bit in writing, and somehow she manages to write both excellent heart-wrenching angst and super-fun comedy, and I will forever be in awe of those who can do both.

~ Honorable mention: The writer I mentioned in the last question goes by TheChroniclerJon and has written my favorite OC-centric Teen Titans fanfictions ever. (Besides my own, of course. I'll always be biased and treasure my own OCs above all others, but Jon makes for an excellent narrator with a complex personality and intriguing backstory!) The blend of supernatural horror and working out internal toil hits on all my favorite notes and it's just! Chef's kiss. Exquisite storytelling.

If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose? Oooh, well there was This One Story I found on Ao3 that promised a continuation of season 5, touched on both Red X and Malchior and ALSO the Brotherhood of Evil coming back, and it was all woven together so well! The author didn't sound sure if they'd ever add to it or not, but if I could pick their brain, I'm sure I could find a way to extend the story.

Do you accept prompts? Under the condition that the prompter knows I may or may not actually have the time, motivation, or inspiration to write it? Sure. “Umbrella” was a prompt, after all!

Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant? It's somehow both. See, with both my Pokemon and Teen Titans fanfics, there are different versions of canon that have very different tones, characterization, and events. Teen Titans, I kind of cherry-pick which canons I want, because it's a 60-year-old franchise, okay. So many writers have written the same characters in WILDLY different ways. I adhere rather hard to the 2003 cartoon with a "fill in the blanks" sort of approach that takes from the 1980's comics for things like backstory and family that the cartoon never addressed (and even then I ignore everything during/after Titans Hunt). For Pokemon, I take the Pokedex entries as canon, explore the world through the lens of the game mechanics (mainly D/P tbh), and take the occasional tidbit from the anime where it suits my needs. I'd probably take more from the manga because I very much like its more dramatic tone, but I haven't touched a Pokemon manga since before I knew Teen Titans existed. And there's just A Lot to read.

How do you feel about smut? Not my thing. I think there are people for whom it suits a need and tickles a fancy, I certainly don't look down on them, but I'm not among them 99.99998% of the time. PWP can lure me in and convince me to sit through it though.

How do you feel about crack? Oh, crack is FUN! Some people can just make the most ridiculous things into compelling stories. I mean, canonical Teen Titans had stories like "talking alien tofu wants to replace all meet on the planet with vegan food", "everyone gets hypnotized by an overly maternal pie witch", and "Bat-Mite's sidekick pops straight out of Robin's head and breaking his finger turns the world into crayon drawings". Crack kinda feels like home at this point. 8P

What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con? I have liked Exactly One (1) story that dealt with it. I understand that it's something people can explore, but I actually find it really triggering and do my best to avoid it. Trivialize it and I'm blocking you for life.

Would you ever kill off a canon character? Ha...ha! Ha... ha............ yeah so, you know how Raven has died at least three times in the comics? And keeps coming back? I have a story in the Heavy Revisions Process where Raven dies and winds up being resurrected. (I think I really need to rework what kills her because originally it was a horse kicking her and giving her internal bleeding, then it was something on a supernatural mission, but now I'm like...... girl's uber-powerful, if I'm gonna kill her I need to make it STRONGER. Not sure how yet, but I'm attached to the idea of trying my hands at a Fanfictional Raven Resurrection.) So I'll kill her, but not for good. (Which is, as I said, canon as hell.)

Which is your favorite site to post fic? Fanfiction.net! I prefer the font and viewing options, I like the in-site editor more, I can copy things directly from Word without having to go through and edit all the HTML tags for Every Freaking Individual Paragraph (which I have to do on Ao3), and most of my favorite fanfics are there. Not to mention, I've been posting stories online since like 2005 or 2006, so all of my OWN stories are on there. I have history with that site and it's probably sentimental value as much as anything else.

Talk about your current wips. Remember the 100+ story files? If I started that, we'd be here all week. An assortment of current WIPs includes: DDD's last chapter, its sequel The Final Journey, Kary's debut story being rewritten and expanded on, Growing Wings where Dove does exactly what's on the tin (long story), Dove's in-depth backstory and childhood scenes, Srentha's debut, The Next Step where Dove and Srentha wrestle with the struggles of starting a family, Leyla's childhood and being raised as both the last in the Azarathean bloodline and Trigon's granddaughter, Something Special where Dove gets kidnapped and held hostage, Something Strange where the whole process of rescuing her fucks up Srentha, and of course the Pokemon fanfic that I've been lightly editing all week, but haven't finished a chapter for in like 5 years. Among many, many others.

Talk about a review that made your day. When TheChroniclerJon reviewed Umbrella and asked if he could incorporate it into his own stories. Just. Stunned. Dazzled. Amazed. Delighted. Highest honor a writer can ask for. Nothing has ever come close since that day.

Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them? I kinda just roll my eyes at ones that are like "This is too long, I'm out". Like, the word count is Literally Right There, if you don't like long stories then don't read the damn thing. I also feel it's pretty rude when people go to one of my Other Stories and beg for me to update a story I said I'm done with. Like, why? I get SO EXCITED when I see somebody reviewed one of my stories! Especially when it's a Dove story because she's the closest to my writing heart! But then I read it and it's like, "Can you update your Ruby Gloom story?" Fuck off with that. I said I'm not writing it anymore. If you wanted to write me a review to say that, couldn't you have put it on the Ruby Gloom story? Logically I know I should be flattered that people want to see more of it, but emotionally it's a huge let-down. Come on, don't put it on another story entirely.

Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one). Like I said, I write the stories my characters show me and what Feels Accurate to Their Lives. I can't just write an alternate ending and change what's Factual For Them! Though I did wonder for a VERY brief time how the FUCK Raven's desperate bid to get Dove back in the DDD climax didn't kill Dove entirely. Especially after reading "Games" and seeing that the same thing actually killed Azara. But, you know. Raven's a walking Deus Ex Machina. Everything she does in a dramatic moment is ~mysterious~ and ~has no explanation~. But also she has very powerful healing abilities, so that helped. 8F

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