#bloody bridget

[thenefilim]

Review - Bloody Bridget

Baron Samedi turns a burlesque dancer into an avenging vampire in Bloody Bridget the new film from Richard Elfman, director of The Forbidden Zone.

[splitpierrot]

i think many of us forget bridgets a bounty hunter, girls got a kill count

[alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry]

My parents got married on January 2nd. When I wrote this, in 1987, I must already have been a bit short-sighted. Nowadays, if I'm wearing glasses, I have no difficulty in reading the destination on buses. ~ Wendy Cope

[rx-05-29]

Bridget kills depressed people

you should

[darkmovies]

Bloody Bridget (2023) Date de sortie : Post-production Réalisateur : Richard Elfman Scénario : Richard Elfman Avec : Anastasia Elfman, Marcos Mateo Ochoa, Jean Charles

[nodirectionhome-ao3]

Victorious

Written for Jilytoberfest 31 Prompts Day 30: "Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me."

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She can hardly think over the roaring of the crowd. The buzz of it seems to vibrate in her very skull, pounding with a force that matches the thrum of her heart in her ribcage. All around her, the crowd of scarlet watches the Seekers dive towards the Snitch–Elton Ackerley versus Regulus Black, a battle that no longer matters. 

“What is Black doing?” cries a voice from beside Lily. Mary’s voice, positively baffled. Bless her. “Slytherin’s down by four hundred, for Merlin’s sake. Doesn’t that idiot know his team needs to score more before he ends the match?”

“Probably not,” snorts Sirius from behind them. “That fucking idiot can’t count to save his life.”

“Bet he knows there’s no hope, with the way Potter’s been playing,” counters Bridget, smugly. “Reckon he’s just trying to put an end to Slytherin’s humiliation, at this point.”

Lily feels a smile warm her cheeks. It’s true, and they all know it. Even if Black does manage to nab the Snitch for Slytherin, the one-hundred-and-fifty points wouldn’t even put a dent in Gryffindor’s lead. There’s only really one player who can be blamed for that lead—a certain dark-haired wonder with windswept hair and jaw-dropping speed and perfect bloody dexterous hands and—

“Another goal for Gryffindor!” booms the announcer, his voice rattling through Lily’s head. “That’s right, Potter! You show those scaly serpent twats—sorry, Professor McGonagall, I mean—another excellent play by Gryffindor’s captain! He’s really on a roll today, isn’t he?”

On a roll, indeed. Lily is screaming before she knows it, her voice growing hoarse with each ‘go, James!’ that rips itself from her throat. She’s spent so many years scoffing at Quidditch, denying herself this joy. And for what—for what? 

Merlin. 

It’s freeing to just bloody enjoy it. To lose herself in it. To jump with that crowd of scarlet around her. To laugh with each jeer that Sirius sends his brother’s way. To scream. To holler. To sing. To watch James dip and glide and roll. To feel her cheeks grow as red as his. To let her mind go fuzzy at that heart-stopping smile of his, that fierce determination on his face whenever he closes his hands around the Quaffle, the sweat that dampens his hair, the way his arm looks when he lifts it for a throw—

Fucking hell.

“Ackerley and Black are neck and neck now! The Snitch is within reach, it’s anyone’s catch now—come on Ackerley—sorry, Professor—”

A collective shout ripples through the crowd—a chorus of ‘come on Ackerley!’ that Lily doesn’t join. Her eyes stay fixed on the Chaser who sails above, putting his body between the Slytherin Beaters and his teammate. Daring them to try anything. Daring them to send a Bludger his way. And he’d bloody do it too, Lily knows without question. James Potter, in all his stupid, self-sacrificing recklessness, would take a Bludger to the head to spare his team’s Seeker without a lick of regret. The nerve of him. The stupid, reckless, admirable, noble, beautiful—

“Ackerley’s got it! He’s got the Snitch! And that’s it! Gryffindor wins five-hundred-and-sixty to ten!”

The crowd breaks into a whole new kind of roar. Lily is right there with them, throwing her arms around Mary and Bridget in turn. Jumping. Screaming. Kicking her feet when Sirius hoists her up and spins her around, hollering in her ear. 

James is a blur as he sails down to Ackerley, pulling the scrawny kid halfway off his broom in a jubilant hug. When they break apart, he’s hoisting Ackerley’s arm into the air in triumph, clapping him on the back and grinning widely enough to melt Lily’s heart into a puddle right bloody there.

The crowd is chanting. “Ackerley! Ackerley! Ackerley!” James, maddeningly content to let the Seeker take the credit for a victory that is really all his, waves his arms in an upward motion at the crowd—signaling them to shout louder, louder, louder.

The crowd in the stands begins to rush downwards—a sea of scarlet converging on the grass below to mob the team where some of them are beginning to land. It’s a big fucking deal, this victory—the first time Gryffindor has beaten Slytherin in ten years. Never mind that the leaves on the trees are just beginning to change and the Quidditch Final is still months away. Never mind that this is the first match of the season. This victory is a big fucking deal and Gryffindor will treat is as such. Lily would be right there with them, if she could bring herself to move a muscle. 

She stays rooted in the spot, her eyes locked on where James is now hovering mid-air, seemingly oblivious now to how his teammates are peeling away around him—swooping down to join the celebrations on the pitch below. He doesn’t seem to notice the trophy that Sirius has conjured (depicting a lion eating a snake, of course), or the chanting that’s somehow changed from ‘Ackerley! Ackerley! Ackerley!’ to ‘Potter! Potter! Potter!’ He’s looking directly at Lily instead—grinning at her— and she’s looking at him, giggling.

“Potter! Potter! Potter!”

James begins to move, but not in the direction anyone is expecting. His eyes never leaving Lily’s, he draws closer, closer, closer. Until he’s dismounting right there in the stands, tossing his broom down without a second glance and clambering over a bench.

“James!” Lily shouts, scrambling over the rows before her to meet him halfway. “James, you did it! You were amazing! You—”

He stops her words with a kiss—warm and desperate and bloody electric. The roar of the crowd grows impossibly louder, and Lily’s mind is wiped blank—blissfully, beautifully blank. Her fingers dig into his Quidditch robes, her heart exploding in her chest, and all those silly reasons they’d had for keeping their relationship secret are worlds away, dissolved into nothingness with the feel of his lips on hers. 

She feels him grin against her, feels the tickle of his voice when he whispers ‘Evans,’ before his lips are on hers again and his sturdy arms are sliding around her and the world is going topsy turvy because he’s fucking dipping her—right there in front of the whole bloody school.

The crowd is so loud now she can feel it in her veins. But all that matters is James—right here, right now, tangled up with Lily in this moment she hopes will last forever.

[corgiplays]

@minafeu I blame you lovingly.

Little synopsis: Chloe is bonkers and kills King Beast brutally to prepare Auradon as the perfect gift for Red.

⚠️Trigger Warning ⚠️ Blood, guts, gore, and the illusion to possible cannibalism (?)

King Adam, or really former king, his son is currently at the seat of the throne wherever he is, was a tyrant. No matter how much he tries to paint Bridget as some crazed tyrant of Wonderland he takes the cake.

To talk about what's her's like she's the scum of the earth, Chloe had half a mind to just kill him there in her parents meeting room. But Chloe Grace Charming was taught better, she knew how to dismantle a kingdom from the inside, fear.

"I still do not understand why you haven't killed the bastard yet." The spectral wolf person says as they float next to Chloe who's hanging on a windowsill, rain battering the dark leather jacket she has on.

"Patients, there is a reason why we're waiting and you know it." Chloe snaps. To anyone else it would look like she's talking to nothing, but herself. For the last eight years Chloe has seen this wolf, it guides her, tells her stuff she wouldn't have noticed, telling her when someone is moving in on what's her's. She shakes herself as the last servant leaves Adam's study, leaving the "king" alone. Chloe climbs up higher to where a window, just high enough for the beast to not spot her shadow in the moonlight.

The window creeks in time with thunder as Chloe slips in, clicking the window shut behind herself and slinking into the shadows. Chloe remembers learning about the beast's curse, how he still has heighten sense and the strength of a beast left enough though he was cured making close combat a problem.

Chloe slipped from shadow to shadow, staying downwind as she moved behind Adam. Chloe's hand reaches for the danger on her side, grasping the cool black metal with a red hilt in her hand as she takes a step closer.

Torture him.

Make him suffer.

The wolf's animalistic voice whispers into her ears, curling around her soul as she lunges stabbing Adam just right before where his cervical spine ends. His body goes ridged and falls onto his desk with a thump.

Chloe walks around to the front of the desk with a sinister smile as she watches Adam try to move any part of his body.

"It's pointless, I severed your cervical spine just so were you can still breath, but not move." Chloe practically snarled as she crouches down to Adam's head.

"You're insane!" Adam snarls back, his body immobile as Chloe drags him from the desk with surprising strength.

"No, I'm not. You're the false king who wants to wage war with Wonderland again. Isn't one lose enough for you?" Chloe snaps holding the king by his hair. Something about her was unnatural to him, the way she moved and spoke was like there was an echo that followed her voice. Chloe took her dagger back out, and stabbed the king above his sternum, the dagger slicing through the fat and muscle like butter as Adam gasps and tries to yell before Chloe covers his mouth with a bloody hand.

"Shh, you don't feel anything you're spine is severed remember." Her voice has a surprisingly amount of sincerity as the crack of thunder and the snapping of his rib echo at the same time.

By the time Chloe finishes breaking away Adam's ribs from his sternum the false king is barely conscious, his heart exposed and beating weakly as Chloe wonders around his office leaving bloody hand prints on various pieces of furniture.

"Oh Adam, I wonder if anyone will miss a beast like you." Chloe rasps out loud as the king tries glaring at her. "Your kingdom will be the perfect engagement gift for my girl." Chloe says with a smirk as she crouches back in front of Adam tiliting his chin to look at her.

Adam's last breath is taken staring into possibly glowing eyes before any life leaves him.

Take his heart.

The wolf's tone is convincing as Chloe pulls the heart out with ease, the light of the moon peaking in the night sky.

---

That morning the news is buzzing with fear and conspiracies.

King Adam Found Dead

His body found cut open, ribs pulled out, heart missing, and intestines hanging out while his body was nailed to a wall in his study.

The kingdom plunges into irrational fear while the Charming's sit in silence when hearing the news, they know exactly who killed the king...

[solradguy]

If you don’t mind, could you provide sources for Millia, I-No, and Elphelt being canonically bisexual/lesbians? Not because I doubt it, but because I’d like to see (I think I know in Elphelt’s case, but not the others). Thank you!

IIRC @tillman's made a compilation of all the "Millia is bi" evidence so I'll forward you on to its askbox for that because Tillman is Millia's #1 fan haha

Elphelt's easy because she does Magnum Wedding on the female cast as equally as the male cast.

I-No's honestly actually the trickiest because it's hard to tell which lines she's being serious and which she's just being extreme to get a rise out of people she wants to piss off. That said, she says this to Baiken in GGXX:

"How sexy. That was a bloody good show! Hahahaha!"

Jam (GGXX): "I don't know much about fighting bare-handed, but I do know what to do with a fist, if you know what I mean."

She's got another one somewhere (Xrd story mode with Jack-O'..?) that feels more like actual genuine evidence but I didn't have these bookmarked and I don't have time to go digging for them right now...

I forgot Jam is probably bi too. She's like the most chill of the women during Magnum Wedding:

In any case, a lot of the evidence to support this these characters being bi or lesbian is about on-par or slightly below what we have to support Venom being gay. It's like, it feels HIGHLY plausible but I don't think Daisuke or ASW have ever outright said they were in the same way they've confirmed Bridget and Testament's gender identities in Strive, so we couldn't include information like this on the wiki but IMO it'd be harder proving they were 100% straight than it would be just saying they're probably at the very least bisexual

[angelfic]

i saw ur post and was wondering if u have any advice for non british people for writing british people… its rough out here

LOL I think the reason it’s so easy for brits to write like Americans is because so much of the popular media we consume is American, whereas I guess British media isn’t as widely consumed maybe?

but anyway it’s all in the little things like some examples for school or uni aus

It’s uni not college

Term not semester

We do preschool, nursery, reception and then it’s year 1-6 which is primary school and then year 7 to 13 which is secondary school (not high school!!)

we usually say teacher or if ur in uni its lecturer not professor tbh

It’s lessons not class

And then there’s general stuff

No one in the UK calls anyone a jerk. It’s among terms like dickhead, cunt, arsehole (not to be confused with asshole) plenty more

relax on using words like wanker. and bloody. Just sprinkle it in once in a while

it’s a sofa not a couch

phone or mobile not cellphone

fizzy drink not soda

PLEASEEE STOP SAYING MOM. it’s MUM. like guys don’t piss me off that’s the easiest one

crisps not chips that’s easy enough

you just need to consume a bunch of UK shows like my faves include doctor who, fleabag, derry girls, ghosts (real ones know it’s horrible histories then yonderland and then ghosts)

then there’s the classic movies like st trinians, wild child (questionable as there are a few moments that make me think it’s written by an American) nativity if ur in the Christmas mood, Bridget jones (can’t believe she’s american irl) bend it like beckham

idk how helpful this is but I hope it was even slightly useful lol <3

[queer-ragnelle]

Camelot (2011) | Created by Michael Hirst & Chris Chibnall

Arthurian Film List | Arthurian Show List | Movie review below the cut ⤦

Star Rating: 10/10

Content Warning: graphic nudity & sexuality, heavy gore, torture, rape

Overview: Full disclosure, I'm hella biased. I watched this every week while it aired back in 2011. But having re-watched the series again numerous times since then, I stand by my love for it. If there was anything I would add, it would be dogs. Where are the puppies?! The costume designer for this show went on to win awards for her work on The Tudors, all the acting is prenominal, the set designs, the score and sound design, the writing is just insanely good. Even when I don't agree with all narrative choices, I'm convinced to appreciate them here. Eva Green is by far my favorite Morgan and James Purefoy my favorite Lot. I wasn't born queer, their intense sex scenes with blood oaths and body hair queerified me. Who said that. Anyway the biggest thing to praise about this show is how abundantly and well it centers women's stories. Igraine, Guinevere, Morgan, Vivian, Sebile, Bridget. You're all really amazing. I support women's rights and women's wrongs.

Synopsis: Morgan returns from her many years at the nunnery and is immediately rejected by Uther and her step mother Igraine. She vows vengeance and returns to the castle later in the guise of a child to secretly poison the king. As Uther lays dying, Merlin gets him to sign over his kingship to the son he never met. The show then transitions to Arthur, who has been raised along side foster-brother Kay by their loving parents in ignorance they are not fully brothers. Merlin shows up and spills the beans, taking Arthur and Kay with him to Camelot, an old crumbling castle they need to rebuild as the center of a great city. There, Uther's old knights, including Lancelot Leontes and his fiancée Guinevere, wait for them. Meanwhile Morgan turns castle Pendragon inside out to remake it for her own liking, including bringing on Vivian as her messenger and handmaiden, and Sebile the nun as her advisor. She also allies herself with King Lot intending to claim the throne of Britain for herself. Morgan and Arthur must battle for the right to take their father King Uther's place.

Final Thoughts: This show really has it all. It's a tragedy it was cancelled after a single season. There was so much set up that will never get pay off. I cry every day. The homoeroticism between Kay and Gawain going unfulfilled haunts me. Read Exiled From Camelot by Cherith Baldry to get your fix but damn I'm so sad we didn't see more of them in a second season. HUGE SPOILERS FOR THE ENDING but it set up that Guinevere was pregnant with Galahad and would take the bloody seat of the Round Table where Leontes was meant to sit, meanwhile Morgan was pregnant with Mordred in a last bid for power after she was finally revealed to Arthur as a threat. GO WATCH!!!!!!!

[gothamite-rambler]

A Mother’s Voice (Batfamily Chronicles Microfiction Series)

A/N: Just a fun twist – I made Crystal an Irish Catholic woman. She’s not working for Cluemaster, and while she wasn’t always there for Stephanie growing up, she’s present now and knows her daughter is Spoiler. I haven’t included the part about Stephanie having a baby yet; sorry for that!

Spoiler stood before the hulking figure of Bane, surrounded by the chaos of her family battling Arkham’s notorious criminals. Fatigue weighed on her limbs, the pain radiating through her body palpable as blood trickled from her nose. Trembling, she felt the creeping edge of surrender.

Spoiler (weakly, muttering): Dang it... I can't keep going.

Just then, a voice broke through her comms—one that wasn’t Oracle.

Crystal: Stephanie, darlin'?

Spoiler: M-Ma?

Crystal (her Irish accent unmistakable): That’s me. No need to pretend. I figured out ye were Spoiler years ago. I worried about ye, until I remembered one thing. Ye're my daughter.

Spoiler (dodging a punch from Bane): Ma, leave! You don’t want to hear me lose.

Bane (mocking Spoiler and unaware she's alive): Talking to your mother in the sky won't save you.

Crystal (firmly): Stephanie Bridget Brown, I may not have raised ye as I should have, but I've seen the strength you've found. This isn't ye givin' up—ye fought to get here!

Spoiler (voice wavering): But I—

Batman: Oracle, why is there a civilian in there with you?

Crystal (shouting): Ah, pipe down, Batman, or I’ll give ye a one-two! I’m talkin’ to Spoiler, not ye!

Batman (not wanting to anger the woman): Okay, then. Continue on, person who shouldn’t be on the comms!

Taking a hesitant step back from Bane, Spoiler felt the warmth of her mother’s words wrap around her like a lifeline.

Spoiler (protesting): I can't do this!

Bane loomed menacingly, taunting her to surrender as he approached, his intent clear. Spoiler tried to block out what he was saying as she stood her ground, but her wavering confidence caused her knees to tremble with fear.

Crystal (urgently): Can’t? That’s not the Steph I know! Ye became a hero to spite yer father. Ye’ve donned that mask twice to prove yerself to Batman. Why should this limp-dicked man win?

Spoiler (whispering): He... won't win.

Crystal: Exactly! No man will beat you. An’ my apologies for usin’ the devil's tongue, but stand on yer feet, straighten yer back, prepare yer stance, and get ready to kick arse! Ye were born a fighter! Ye are God's child, gifted by me! I have not seen ya once give up, ya bloody gave me a reason to stay strong. Ye’ve fought worse men—this roided-out wrestler won’t be the one to put ye down!

With a surge of renewed strength, Spoiler stood tall, raising her fist and delivering a crushing blow to Bane, sending him reeling.

Spoiler (determination blazing in her eyes): He won’t win!

Bane (scratching his head): What is happening?

Crystal (encouraging): Aye! Stand on business, and ye will not let Cluemaster, Batman, or any man win! For God says so through me!

Spoiler (shouting): YEAH!

Crystal (proclaiming): AMEN! NOW GO KICK SOME ARSE!

The renewed energy coursed through her, and Spoiler charged into battle, handing Oracle her comm.

With a leap, she soared over Bane, wrapping her arms around his neck. As he tried to seize her, she bit his hand. He swatted her back, but she landed on her feet.

Spoiler (taunting): Come and get me, Nacho Libre!

Bane (angry): I resent that statement!

With a swift spin kick, Spoiler sent him crashing to the ground.

Spoiler: Now, who's the damsel?

She pressed her shoe down on the man’s neck.

Bane: I will not—

Spoiler: Oh, shut up!

With a strong kick, she knocked him unconscious.

Spoiler (ready to take on the next inmate): All right, who's next?!

Charging forward, she took down several foes, with Crystal watching proudly from the sidelines. The Robins observed in stunned silence, partially horrified by the ferocity of the scene unfolding before them.

Crystal (grin): Thanks for invitin’ me, Steph’s friend.

Oracle (unfazed): You snuck in, but it was worth it. I thought you were working for her father.

Crystal (smirk): Not in this canon, love.

With a wave, she stepped away, entered the elevator and left Oracle's secret office.

Oracle: Cool.

Babs placed the earpiece back in her ear and pressed a button.

Oracle: Hey, Batman, Crystal left, and Spoiler didn’t get her back broken like you thought she would.

A groan emanated from Batman, clearly annoyed.

[starsfic]

Three days after Crowncoming, Bridget finally came out of her room.

Principal Merlin had managed to undo the spell, but the real damage was on the inside.

She had messed up the shuffle of love. Ella had told her she hadn't been able to come, and considering what she had seen of Lady Tremaine, she had understood. But she had been there, staring deep in Charming's eyes, instead of with her. Bridget knew that the dance had been one of the few occasions where Ella was safe from Tremaine to admit to her crush on the prince, but she was also supposed to be there with her.

Everyone had been laughing at her. Everyone didn't care that she had given them sweets and treats every day since she had come. All they cared about was laughing at her.

Uliana had found her afterward. She had been so sweet. Bridget thought she wanted to comfort her, that she had some warmth in her heart. She had offered her the cupcake and she hadn't thought about it...

Bridget blinked at a tap on her shoulder, realizing she was staring at her cauldron. "Hey, uh," some girl, she didn't recognize her. "Are you okay? Ella tried talking to you, but you were zoned out-"

"Leave me alone."

Bridget didn't waste time waiting for her response. She rushed out of the now-empty classroom. She thought she heard Ella call her name and it only made her rush out faster.

The courtyard was full of students. A few looked up and snickered, the sound digging deep in her chest.

The worst was the laughter.

"Well, if it isn't the beast of the ball!" Uliana's high, cackling laughter echoed off the walls of the courtyard, her gang trailing behind. The sea witch came to a stop in front of her, grinning as though Bridget's very existence was one huge joke.

It probably was to her.

"Honestly, it's a shame the spell wore off. At least your face was improved-"

Bridget wasn't sure what possessed her in that moment. Uliana and her cronies had said much worse, done much worse. But she didn't care.

In that moment, her fist snapped out.

Uliana stumbled back, her eyes wide. Her nose was crooked and bloody. Hades let out a shocked laugh as she raised a hand to her nose and pulled it away, her eyes going wider at the sight of red.

Red...red was a good color. Better than pink.

Bridget reached out. "Look at you," she said. Uliana stared at her like she had never seen her before as she wiped away the blood. "Let's be honest here. You're nothing, Uliana." She reached up and swiped the red across her eyelids. It felt weird and sticky but refreshing. "The only thing you're good for is giving me paint."

...There was terror in her eyes.

She loved it.

[cactus-cactus-cactus]

Lizzie is kind of the blueprint for insane historical fanfic musicals. Like they’re not even PRETENDING to be based in reality they quote Macbeth almost as many times as they quote the court documents. The Lizzie/Alice relationship has NO historical basis (there’s more evidence for Lizzie and Bridget afaik??) there’s so much crazy speculation the murder victims aren’t even IN the show (and when they are they’re watermelons) they wear sluttified inaccurate 1892 fits where to even begin with the score….. it’s cunty it’s glamorous it’s bloody and sexy and tragic and it makes no sense and it makes perfect sense. this is what true crime should be.

[darkpeacemusic]

ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕪𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤: 𝔽𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤

Jeff the Killer - Jeffrey "Jeff" Alan Dan Woods

Homicidal Liu - Liuis "Liu" Victoria Woods

Sully - Sullivan "Sully" Akira Woods

Randy - Randall "Randy" Allen Warren

Keith - Keith Harvey Davis-Green

Troy - Troy John Green

Ben Drowned - Benjamin "Ben" Scott Lawman

Jane - Jane Todd Richardson-Vaughn

Mary - Mary Annabelle Vaughn

Ticci Toby - Tobias "Toby" Erin Rogers

Masky - Timothy "Tim" Buck Wright

Hoodie - Brian Hunter Thomas

Skully - Jay Gabriel Merrick

Kate the Chaser - Kate Eleanor Milens-Hayes

Charlie - Charles Matheson Jr.

Laughing Jack - Laughing Jack in a Box

Eyeless Jack - Jackson "Jack" Nicky Nyras

Slenderman - Simon (middle and last name unknown) (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Splendorman - Jim (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Trenderman - Beau (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Tenderman - Cedric (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Sally - Sally Maryam Dawn (formerly Williams)

Dr Smiley - Azerael Jesse Smiley

Nurse Ann - Annie "Ann" Lusen Mia

Nina - Nina Selene Hopkins

Candy Pop - Unknown

Candy Cane - Unknown

April Fools - Unknown

Jason the Toymaker - Jason Caleb Meyer

The Puppeteer - Jonathan Cole Blake

Clockwork - Natalie Priscilla Ouellette

Rouge - Heather Bridget Marshall

Wilson - Wilson Liam Marshall (neé Jones)

Zalgo - Z͠a̛'l͘ga̶t҉ot̡h

Queen Blackheart (oc) - Elizabeth Cindy Phillips (name prior to death)

Lazari - Lazari Natalie Swann

Stripes - Eloise Sarah Bellarose (name prior to her death)

Nathan - Nathan Maxwell Lux

Bloody Painter - Helen Delilah Otis

Kagekao - Unknown

Laughing Jill - Laughing Jill in a Box

Sadie - Sadie Marie Bennett

Hobo Heart - Unknown

Cat Hunter - Rodrigo Milo Ortiz

Chris the Revenant - Christine "Chris" Wendy Meyers

X-Virus - Cody Larkin Drake

Dollmaker - Erina Jezebel Kerenzalys

Frankie the Undead - Frankie Hades Asher (his real name prior to his death)

Judge Angels - Dina Angela Clark

Lifeless Lucy - Lucy Ava Jones

Lost Silver - Ethan Kin Fuji (his real name before his death)

Glitchy Red - Red (his real name remains a mystery)

Strangled Red - Steven Garrett Stoughton

Dr. Locklear - Evander Agnar Locklear

Lulu - Lucille "Lulu" Tiffany Greatfeil

Killing Kate - Katherine "Kate" Evelyn Knight

Screaming Dawn (oc) - Dawn Evelyn Woods

Will Grossman - William "Will" Gordon Grossman

Lulling Lauren - Lauren Robyn Ross (neé Evans)

CR - Carl Morton Ross

Emra - Emra Amelia Blake (neé Albridge)

Zero - Alice Marie Jackson

Slendrina - Charlotte (first name prior to death/experimentation)

Lily - Lily May Kennett

Nightmare Ally - Adeline "Ally" Ashley Abendroth

Zachary the Proxy - Zachary Julius Gibson

Oliver - Oliver Gorgon Henderson

Alex Kralie - Alexander "Alex" Joseph Kralie

Amy - Amy Callie Walters

Jessica - Jessica Ellie Locke

Seth - Seth Apollo Reid-Wilson (neé Wilson)

Sarah - Sarah Cassie Reid-Wilson (neé Ried)

Third Base - Richard "Doby" Vincent Doggers

Vailly - Vailly Suki Evans

[empressgeekt]

Not sure if you read the Hanahaki Branch au story "A bloody bouquet for you (please tell me our love is true"), where Branch is literary dying from the love he has from his brothers, so I'm curious on your take on combining it with FoF

Oh yeah i have read that one. It's one of my favorites.

Hmmm...If Branch were to have platonic Hanakaki in FOF, Keith would be the first to learn of his condition. And post adoption, the kid would be extremely worried for Branch, as his father also had breathing issues and Mosey died. Though, the effects of the disease might lessen slightly once Keith moves in as Branch while he still loves his bio-brothers, he also hates them too for doing this to him (or something else I'm not an expert in this troupe so please correct me if I'm wrong).

No one would likely learn about Branch's condition until post chef attack and the docs saw the flowers during the surgery to save his life, and one stable enough trim the flowers back, but the roots are too embedded to remove completely so it would grow back. Though before that as the Guardian he'd have some public coughing fits, and everyone just assumes he has asthma. However once the truth is out, people gossip wondering who the flowers are for. Poppy is the only one he tells other then Keith.

I think that out of all the endings that FOF Branch could have with hanakaki, he'd take the bluemoon potion. He's got Keith to worry about and the last thing he ever wants to do is leave the kid behind like he was. Post the world tour, he takes it. Progressing to the bud stage is too close, so a couple of weeks before Bridget and Gristle's wedding he's laid up in hospital bed recovering from the violent effects of the cure.

Only for the brothers he needed so badly to show up the moment he's forgotten about them.

[weirdowithaquill]

What are Sir Topham Hatt’s (and the engines) opinion on how privatization was handled? When I read about it, I always think how absurd it was to keep the track nationalized, but let other companies run the goods trains, then different run the passenger trains. It is a spaghetti mess. Sodor had the right idea to yoink the old Furness mainline.

Thank you for your ask! (and I'm really sorry for the long wait). This is actually going to be really fun to potentially answer, so let's see...

Officially, the NWR regards privatisation as: "an important milestone in Britain's railway history and the beginning of cooperation between the NWR and our partner railways throughout Great Britain." It's a very prim and proper way of saying "the only thing that changed was the name of the idiot company that keeps delaying our trains." In private however, reactions were very, very different.

For a few engines, it meant very little: Thomas in particular barely cared at all. "What'll change? Not my branchline, that's for sure!" he once snapped at Duck when the Western engine tried to goad him into ranting with him about privatisation. Duncan said something very similar to a visiting diesel, only his version was far too inappropriate to be put in writing. Ever.

In stark contrast, a lot of the engines had very loud opinions about the entire thing. Duck spent most of one night trying to tell anyone who would listen that it was "disgraceful, disgusting and despicable" that the GWR hadn't been reformed after privatisation. (Henry, James and Gordon had to be physically restrained by BoCo and Bear before they tore Duck a new funnel for stealing their catchphrases). Donald and Douglas both tried to convince the Fat Controller to send them to London to 'politely make a case for a fully independent Scottish network'... multiple times. They also managed to say such inappropriate things that Oliver had to double-head all of Douglas' trains for a month to act as a censor for his language!

Gordon decided to offer the press his own solution to the privatisation issue, which went something like this: "What we need, is four companies to look after trains in different parts of the country - like we used to." "Like the Big 4?" "Indeed!" "We can't do that, such a system is considered to be a monopoly, and the government won't allow it." "Alright then, how about this: we have one railway that runs in the North and the East... and down to London perhaps. Then we can also have one railway that runs in the Midlands, and in Scotland... and also down to London perhaps, so you have your competition. Then we could have a railway that is in the West, and one in the South-" "Like the Big 4?" "No! These companies would be completely different!" "Look, Gordon, the government has made it very clear that the Big 4 will not return." "Well then FUCK JOHN MAJOR AND ALL THE TORY PARTY! [...] There would be competition anyway, with the roads, don't those blithering idiots understand?! [...] If any of them took a train for once, they'd realise just how bloody stupid the whole thing is, the bunch of------" (About twenty minutes worth of ranting has been omitted, due to various constraints...)

It was no surprise to anyone that Gordon personally campaigned for the Labour Party in 1997.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes, Sir Stephen Hatt and his sister Bridget were frantically pouring over the old charters of the NWR, hoping to be able to keep the new companies off Sodor - and indeed they found they could, as a 1925 Government deal originally intended to keep the NWR independent of the LMS also (entirely by accident) meant that no private, standard-gauge railway company other than the NWR could operate on the Isle of Sodor. Sir Stephen happily shoved that document in parliament's face when they tried to privatise the NWR's various assets, and then got his deal for the Furness Line from a different parliament committee before anyone could cross-reference him. By the time anyone managed to question why exactly they were selling an entirely railway line to a man who had very loudly told them to 'shove off and leave my railway alone', Sir Stephen had already taken control.

Their opinion: "Why treat a railway like its an airline? Honestly, it'll just wind up causing more problems in the end. A railway is a public good - yes, it makes us a lot of money, but we still run it for the people of Sodor, not for - no, we don't know why they divided British Rail like that, it makes no sense to us either - please stop asking more questions before we can finish our thoughts."

Also, a small rather large side note - Britain's railway privatisation is a complex and very unique affair that really showcases how exactly not to privatise a railway network. For example: for around seven years, the railway infrastructure was owned by a private company called RailTrack... which was terrible at doing its job and caused a number of major railway accidents (See Hatfield, 2000; Southall, 1997; Ladbroke Grove, 1999) and then panicked after the Hatfield crash and basically shut the network down, leading to questions over its competence and the finally its re-nationalisation because - surprise surprise - a private company trying to produce profits really shouldn't be in charge of the safety of millions of people with almost no proper accountability. Worse yet, the monopolies that the Tories wanted to avoid by breaking up the system happened anyway - see EWS, which bought up almost all the freight franchises and created a monopoly, only to be bought by Deutsche Bahn, which created an even bigger monopoly as it also owned (at the time) Arriva (they sold Arriva in 2024). To worsen the spaghetti, the system was divided into three basic sections: the infrastructure (RailTrack), Train Operating Companies (who owned the trains) and Franchises (who ran the trains and hired staff). In other words: a ticket in the UK is so expensive because you are paying for: the train crew, renting the train, renting the track, renting the platforms and producing profits for shareholders.

Oh, and suddenly freight and passenger trains owned by different companies are all competing to have priority at every. single. signalbox. in the country.

Now, I am not an expert in fixing extremely broken railway systems, but even still, I feel like I could probably do better than this mess!

Thank you for reading!