#but my dear just because someone can mask does not mean that is the real them

[pickled-flowers]

It might be I have anti social personality disorder 🤨

[deadpool15]

Roomate part 1

This is some dumb fucking shit. How can someone be this bad at their job, while sitting here smiling in my fucking face. "So, explain to me, umm, what was your name again?" Mika said, staring at the realtor with absolute disgust and annoyance. "Just Kim would be fine, sweetheart," he states, staring me up and down with a flirty expression. "Yea, that's amazing. I'm gonna call you bitch ass, you cool with that?" I stated watching his face completely drop. "So, since this very kind women can't talk to you like a fucking adult, I'm just gonna talk to you like the man child you mother obviously failed to raise. Now, would you be a dear and tell me how exactly does someone manages to sell a place to two different people with knowing. We obviously don't fucking look or sounds anything alike. Therefore, that rolls out that pathetic ass excuse. I should whoop your ass bitch-."

As I went to jump on him, the unknown woman that was standing next to me grabbed me. Holding me while apologizing, causing the man to immediately leave in fear. "OK ok you can stop now, Ms." I roughly back away from her casting her to put up her hands in the air as a showcase of surrender. "I know we are in a bit of a predicament here, but the papers have already been finalized. Plus, this place is more than big enough for the both of us, so we can just share it." I stared her down before laughing and shaking my head. "If you fuck up, I'll whoop your ass too."

And well, that's how me and bada met. At first, there was a bit of hostile energy, mainly from my side. I wasn't really sure about her, like I was judging her character before I let the real me out. Then, it all changed one night. She randomly got home from a long ass day of working, saying she needed some self-care immediately. I mean, true enough, I wasn't so sure about her yet, but I'm not a monster, and a girl in need is simply a girl in need. I sat her on the couch while we did face masks and painted each other's nails. She was a little on the rocky side about the nails, but I managed to talk or more so threaten her into it. After a while, we started talking about life. I learned she had a boyfriend named Howl, strange ass name.

"Wait so like when you two fuck, do you moan out howl or just government name. Because u fucking can't right now." I said laughing and hitting the coach, while bada sat there embarrassed and pushing me over. "I mean, I don't know. Like I don't really sit there and think about it." She says shyly. "What about you?" "Oo I don't do relationships, I mean, it's enough me to go around right. Plus, this pussy game is crazy, will have a motherfucker all obsessive and shit." She stares atcthe ground shocked. "Wow, are all Americans like this?" "Like what?"Just open and out there." I chuckle before adjusting myself on the seat. "To be honest, babes, I mean sex is sex. We are adults we should be able to talk about it freely. Plus, Korea is just really hush hush and polite about that stuff."

That night, Bada and i bonded. We became like sisters. Telling each other everything. I even met her man. They were a hot couple. I could see why they would go for each other. But that's pretty much all about Howl. we got to know each other to a certain degree. I mean, at the end of the day, girl code still exists, and it's something i truly ride and believe in, sisters over misters, you know. Like him and Bada would help pick out my outfits and stuff. Like right now. "So, what do you think?" I ask both of them as they are sitting on my bed eating snacks. "Don't you think they are a bit revealing?" Howl said while opening up another bag of the hot fries I had shipped here, while bada shoke her head, agreeing with him. "First of all, I'm a grown ass woman who is everything but insecure so I can show off. Secondly, shawty was fine in that pic she sent me, so she must wanna see all this. So, which one sluty sexy or sluty cute."

Each outfit was revealing yet gave a different vibe. I never questioned why Howl was protective over me, shit I thought he saw me as his little sister like Bada. Boy was I fucking wrong. I started showing then the messages between me and mystery women. She was a hot masc with a long wolf cut. And the entire conversation basically consists of us trying to have phone sex. But why sit in bed and play with myself when I can have her do it for me. "Wow, you two really are going to do this on the first date?" Bada asked while staring at me, looking slightly nervous, yet I couldn't understand why. To be honest, they both had been acting weird lately. They were like my best friends, so I wanted to know what was happening but didn't wanna drag it on. Maybe it's nothing. "Now you know I don't plan on dating that girl. Anyways, I'm sticking with sexy, so I'll be back and you two can do anything you horny fucks can thing of. Except fucking on my bed. Move it along weirdos." I tell them walking out the house.

"What the fuck, this shit is getting out of hand, Bada I thought we agreed to tell her?" Howl said angrily thinking about all the things Mika could be doing right now with that girl, she had been gone for hours. "I know, this is hard for me too. But we can't just tell her out of the blue. Hey, me and my boyfriend are totally in love with you, and I know you don't do relationships, but are you willing to date us, so we can finally call you ours and stop listening to you fuck other people." Bada stated basically yelling at him. "We just need to tell her this is bullshit-"

Before they could finish their conversation, they heard something slam against the door, startling them both. The sounds kept repeating as if someone was trying to get in, causing Howl to immediately grab Bada and place her behind him, thinking someone was trying to break into the apartment. "Are we being robbed?" Bada asks Howl in slight fear, but before he could defend them, both Mika comes crashing through the door, drunk as shit. With what seems to be her date. Both of them kissed and basically dry humping each other with clothes on, paying no mind to the people in the house. Mika moves her hand trying to lock the door before, the unknown woman grabs her neck shoves her knee into pussy, making sure to rub away all the tension. They both moan into each other's mouths and finally lock the door stumbling into her room, still without acknowledging her fellow roommate and boyfriend.

As they bedroom door abruptly closes shut, they are now finally out of the eye sight of Bada and Howl, who are seething in anger. "I thought you said they weren't gonna work out, jackass?" Bada whisper yelled at Howl, hitting him in the shoulder. Though he can't even find the time to register the pain before all they can hear is the sound of the bed creeks against the wall. "They shouldn't have, I mean, they don't have anything in common. What the fuck does she has that we don't?" "We are telling her tomorrow, I don't care what we have to do but she is gonna know. We can't go on like this. It's supposed to be the three of us, ok?" Howl says while grabbing Bada's cheeks, looking into her eyes for reassurance. She nods along.

"Y-yes... shit.... right there.... ughhh... fuck me...". Bada turns to looks at the door with a sour expression, "but let's go, I refuse to listen to this shit any longer. Not when we can obviously make her moan way louder then that." Howl just smiles for a moment and nods, "exactly baby let's not feed into negatively. She will be ours by tomorrow night."

(See, I know yall are waiting on the mommy duties part 2 fic, but I just got sick as fuck and I feel like garbage. But I don't want yall to think I'm one of those writers that's coming up with a new excuse every week, so I will try my best to work on it, babes. Now tell me if yall feel like roommate pt.2 would be a good idea or nah?)

[purplebubblywitch]

________________ Astarion’s Journal: Shadows of Freedom

(For better understanding please read my fanfics before :) Link ) Dear Halsin's Journal,

I still find it strange to write in this book, but damn it, I’ve started to enjoy it. Yesterday, we were at a tavern, celebrating Cazador's death, it was Karlach’s idea. At first, I wasn’t sure if I even wanted it. I’m living in fear for years because of Cazador, and now I’m free? Really? Just like that? And yet... I feel empty.

Like I don’t deserve to be free from all that horror. I feel like some hunted animal that’s run for so long, and suddenly, there’s no one left chasing me. Every shadow’s still filled with fear. My fear.

But I’m trying to get over it. So we went to the tavern, and holy hell, Karlach can drink! Maybe that’s how she slaughtered people in Avernus, drank them all under the table. After three pints, Gale decided to launch into a monologue about his escapades with a goddess. I mean, yeah, it’s a flex to sleep with a goddess, but if you bring it up too often… you know? Though, when he started on some strange magical sex positions, I’ll admit I suddenly got interested.

Shadowheart sat in the corner, looking like a pissed-off black cat, obviously annoyed by all the rowdy people around her. But the real highlight? Watching Lae’zel try to flirt with Wyll. I love her bluntness. Wyll was trying to be polite, friendly even, but when she told him she wanted to “suck him dry,” he spit his drink right into Shadowheart’s face because she was sitting right across from him. Her expression? Priceless.

And Halsin? He said something about “following his nature.” Whatever that means. But I noticed the bartender washing glasses a bit too intensely, all the while making eye contact with Halsin. So, we raised our mugs in a toast to victory over Cazador, and then—obviously—a toast to me. Because let’s face it, without me, we wouldn’t have made it this far.

But that’s not why I’m writing in this book today. What I really need to get off my chest is that in a crowded room, filled with laughter and the clinking of pints, I caught Tav’s eyes from across the room. Everything else went quiet, all I saw were those piercing eyes, swallowing me whole. I heard my own breathing in my head, saw flashes from that first night. Her voice next to my ear. But Karlach’s arm around my shoulders snapped me out of it, and thank the gods for that, because that eye contact was way too intense.

Tav’s been asking me what we are now, but I don’t want to label it. Names bring responsibilities, responsibilities bring rules. I can barely take care of myself, and if I’m honest, I’m not even good at that. I don’t think I have room for someone else, you know? The worst part is, Tav only seems to see the good in me. But I’m no saint. I’ve done awful things, okay, I did them to survive, but still. When you’re in need, there are two kinds of people: the ones who give everything to help, and ones like me, who keep everything for themselves. I’m not boyfriend material. I try to show this to Tav, but this person is so damn understanding, it drives me crazy. I want Tav to see all of me. Not just the charming mask I wear.

The truth is, I’m not sure if I even deserve love. I’ve always had to earn trust and affection, but here’s Tav, willing to give it freely, and it feels both incredible and completely wrong.

Also, I’m still pissed that Cazador wrote that twisted letter about trust issues. I’d kill him a second time for that alone.

P.S. I think Halsin took that woman into the forest. I heard her moaning, “Oh yes, give me the bear!” What the hell does that even mean?! _________________________ I couln't sleep so I wrote another fanfiction. I Hope you like it ^.^

[cybertron-after-dark]

TFP- Pet Names

Bots and cons, both what they'd call you and what they'd love it if you called them

Gender neutral reader, reader is human but I can do one of these for cybertronian reader too down the line.

If I missed someone you really wanted to see, feel free to ask for them!

Optimus

Calls you: My beloved, my love, my other half. A lot of old fashioned, sweet, sappy nicknames bc he's a sappy old man.

Call him: Sugar, sweetie, honey, baby. Overly saccharine titles just make him blush like nothing else. Even if they're a little silly, they just make him feel so loved.

Ratchet

Calls you: Dear, love, my better half, though more often than not he calls you by your name. He likes how it sounds.

Call him: one would think he despises nicknames from his reaction to wheeljack calling him doc and sunshine, but it's quite the opposite; nicknames are a very special thing to him, but you have to earn the right to call him by them, or it feels overly familiar and that infuriates him. Once you've been together for awhile, if you call him "my love," his spark will soar.

Bulkhead

Calls you: Baby, cutie, honey, lovebug, lovebunny, sweetspark. You're the cutest thing in the world to him and he wants you to know that.

Call him: stud, handsome, or big guy are all great ones if you're looking to fluster him. That said, if you call him muffin or sweet thing, he might actually cry a little because it makes him way too happy.

Bumblebee

Calls you: Babe, hot stuff, cutie pie, babydoll, beautiful, gorgeous, boo. He needs you to know you're too dang pretty!

Call him: honey, honeybee, sweetheart, sweetspark. He's a total sucker for the cheesy stuff.

Arcee

Calls you: babe, dork, partner. That last one means a LOT to her. If she calls you her partner it means she's totally opened up to you, and you're too important to her to lose.

Call her: babe, but only call her partner if she calls you that first. It's not a title to be taken lightly in her eyes.

Wheeljack

Calls you: hottie, hot stuff, sexy, dollface, sunshine, babe, wild thing, he's got a whole arsenal of nicknames, some more annoying than others.

Call him: studmuffin, sexy, big boy, crazy, daddy. Real talk, he loves hearing whatever cursed, over the top bullshit you come up with. The dumber the better, he loves when you can make him laugh.

Megatron

Calls you: human, more often than not. Pet is the best you're getting.

Call him: you're going to call him Lord Megatron, or Master. Anything else is unacceptable, even for his partner.

Starscream

Calls you: Fleshy, pet, wretched organic, gremlin, creature... And, when he's sure nobody's listening, very rarely, he'll call you beloved or my spark.

Call him: master, sir, lord starscream, my heart, my spark. He likes to feel important to you, and he REALLY likes to feel respected and powerful.

Soundwave

Calls you: ... Well he doesn't usually call you much of anything given he doesn't talk, but sometimes he'll use soundbytes of cutesy pet names from old human romance movies that he totally does not watch, shut up.

Call him: he'll honestly appreciate any nickname you give him (though you won't catch him showing it), but things like beautiful, gorgeous, or pretty boy will get him to blush under that screen. Especially if you've seen him with the mask off and still insist he looks good.

Shockwave

Calls you: your name. He feels no need to make up overly saccharine terms of endearment. You are his and he is yours, you both know you love each other, so why bother with such performative trivialities? If you tell him you just like hearing the affirmation every now and then, he won't fully get it, but he will settle on calling you trinket, because you are very small and you fascinate him.

Call him: You're not gonna get a reaction out of him no matter what you call him, but he considers the terms love, dear, or my heart to be acceptable.

Knockout

Calls you: darling, doll, dollface, honey, baby, lover, cutie, sweetspark, lapin, little thing, ma chèrie, mon amour, itty bit, and those are just the usual names.

Call him: gorgeous, pretty boy, hottie, honey, baby, all of it gets him a little flustered, but he REALLY loves whenever you call him speedy. He loves looking pretty and driving fast, and only one of those gets acknowledged all that often.

Breakdown

Calls you: Baby, tiny, lovebug, snugglebunny, sweet thing, honey, gorgeous, pretty little thing, sweetspark, cuddlebear. He can get pretty cutesy with it, he's not ashamed to admit how much he loves you.

Call him: big guy, sexy, big boy, good boy, darling, sweetspark. He likes when you remind him how big and strong he is, but he also likes hearing you get sweet on him.

[unecoccinellenoire]

i wish you would write a fic where … hesperia is flirting with our nathalie. she’s cool with it.

It happens in a matter of seconds. One moment she’s talking to a despondent Adrien on the sofa trying to coax out how exactly he got back to Paris from the train while the television drones on about Monarch and the next an explosion shatters the window.

Bomb, her mind screams at her.

Nathalie throws herself over Adrien instinctively, but her prostheses weigh her down and throw her off balance and when she lands it’s against the sofa without her charge in sight. And then a body lands against hers and panic that Adrien would try to protect her shoots down her spine before she belatedly registers she’s being shielded by someone larger than her not smaller.

As her saviour gently lifts her she relaxes against his purple suit, and lets her eyes rest for a second against the bright light as she inhales that soothing masculine scent of his. She might despise Gabriel right now, she might know that any safety he appears to offer is an illusion, but that doesn’t mean that illusion isn’t working for her right now.

“It’s alright madame,” he promises in a soft baritone that-

-that isn’t Monarch’s booming tones.

She opens her eyes. This isn’t Gabriel. He’d never wear just the Butterfly Miraculous when he has the rest of them, and even if he did this isn’t Hawk Moth. The mask only covers part of his place and his fair hair hangs freely over it.

Her brain buzzes in confusion. Or maybe that’s her ears ringing from the explosion. Either way she’s too out of it to come up with anything more sensible than, “safe?”

His eyes are kind but something sparks in them as he smiles. It looks familiar. It looks like how Gabriel had used to smile at Emilie before unleashing some phrase he thought was exceedingly charming.

“A place like this isn’t a good place for a pretty lady like you,” he says, “much as it’d be a pleasure to keep rescuing you I wouldn’t be much of a hero if I left you in danger like that.”

An embarrassing warmth spreads below her stomach. Flirtation isn’t wholly unfamiliar to Nathalie, for all that she’s buried in an industry where beauty is the currency and she hardly draws attention. But usually the flirtation comes loaded with ulterior motives from people who know who she is.

Then again. This man has apparently stolen the Butterfly Miraculous from Gabriel. No doubt he does know who she is and he does have ulterior motives.

She needs to get it together.

“A pleasure, Isn’t that a bit forward? I don’t even know your name.”

“Hesperia, my lady.” He looks like he’d tip a hat to her if he had one, “and yours? Is it worthy of you?”

“I don’t know about worthy. I’m Nathalie.”

“That’s a beautiful name. Like you. But I really should get you somewhere safe- I don’t like the sound of this Monarch character.”

“Monarch?” She traces the Miraculous on his chest, “didn’t you take this from him?”

“I’m sorry to dash your hopes. This isn’t my universe my dear.”

“Oh.” She studies his face, that tanned skin, those eyes, those cheekbones. “And you’re- a hero?”

She tries to imagine it. Gabriel, a hero and not a villain. Flirting with her rather than eternally loyal to Emilie. She can’t hold the image in her mind. It seems too impossible. And yet the man in front of her clearly exists, clear is a possibility.

“I try my best.” He says, still smiling.

She raises an eyebrow. “When you’re not flirting with random woman?”

Though maybe being easily distracted is a trait it’s easier to reconcile with her Gabriel. The real Gabriel. Because this man is probably someone completely different in his universe.

“Well-“

“Or am I not random? Do you know me back home?” She interrupts. If Gabriel could be a hero, could have moved on from Emilie then maybe-

“I’m afraid not. A loss I assure you. Now, I found you in Gabriel Agreste’s home. Does he have a panic room? A bomb shelter? Somewhere I can stow you safely.”

Her heart fell into her stomach. Of course he didn’t know her. Of course she was just a random distraction to him. How could she be so stupid that Gabriel still had this grip on her even as he cared more about defeating a teenager than he did about her life?

“If he did it wouldn’t be for me,” her tone was as sour as the bile in her throat. It wasn’t quite true. Gabriel had never changed the code to where Emilie lay. She could hide down there. Only she didn’t care not, “Gabriel wouldn’t care if I died.”

He’d as good as told her that. Told her that it wasn’t about Emilie anymore either.

“Nathalie, I’m sure-“

But she can’t bear to hear such reassurances from him. Screw it, she decides, and drags him down by his lapels and stops him with her mouth on his.

He’ll probably drop her and leave her here, or stop her and lecture her about the morality of kissing people without asking first. She doesn’t care right now. She needs him to stop. And she needs to indulge in the pretence offered by his flirtation. That someone could want her, love her.

She wants to kiss someone before she dies.

And she’s dying sooner rather than later.

Hesperia gasps against her. He doesn’t do any of those things she’s expected. He lets her tongue into his mouth, and he’s warm and wet and perfect and he tastes a little like Gabriel’s favourite coffee.

Nathalie is the one to stop, as another crash shakes the roof they’re on.

“You should go.” She says, “put me down somewhere on the streets. I’ll be fine. We’re used to akuma attacks here. And- sorry.”

Those infuriating eyes are all pity, “I think you needed that. I am sorry Nathalie. That you have to live through these, akuma did you call it? Attacks. For whatever this Gabriel Agreste has done to you. And that I can’t see you again. But I have-“

“Your own universe to get back to. I get it. And you wouldn’t like me if you knew me anyway.” He’s a hero after all. Nathalie is the opposite of that. “And I’ll probably already be dead by any time you might come back to this universe.”

His eyebrows drew together, the corners of his mouth drooped down, “I don’t know you Nathalie. But I can tell you that you deserved better.”

“I don’t.” She has no illusions about that. She brought this on herself when Emilie had asked them to let her go. She hadn’t even managed to succeed in saving her. And she’d failed completely to care for Adrien, and perhaps even Gabriel like she’d asked her to. “You should go.”

“Alright,” he jumped down to street level with her still cradled in his arms and then gently deposited her down on the ground, “but Nathalie, do something for me?”

“What?” What could she possibly do for him?

“Don’t lose hope.”

She’d lost that already, had lost it the moment Gabriel had admitted to not just giving his past self the USB she’d meticulously prepared.

The one she’d given him knowing it would save her and Emilie at the cost of the friendship between them because had Emilie never fallen sick they would have continued that relationship of just messages on birthdays and at Christmas that they’d had after Tibet.

Only to discover Gabriel wasn’t even willing to sacrifice his pride.

But looking at Hesperia she finds she didn’t have the cruelty to crush him with that reality. Maybe that means he isn’t Gabriel.

She sighs, “I’ll try.”

And as she watches him leap away she thinks that maybe that wasn’t entirely a lie. That maybe she has no hope for her but herself but she can hope for the Nathalie of that world, that she’s happy and will be loved back. Can hope that the heroes here will beat Gabriel and somehow Adrien can be protected through all of it. Can hope she can do enough to ensure he’s safe.

[cinnibelle]

dear elain lover 🌹💭🍰,

1.  what about elain’s character do you love?

2.  what scene of the seer’s is your favourite?

3.  what is your top theory for the quiet dreamer’s upcoming book?

4.  anything else you’d like to say about the lovely fawn?

I forgot I had this draft from several weeks back, apologies 🙇‍♀️!

MY FIRST ANON 🤧🤍‼️ hello sweet nonnie 💖! I don’t talk on here but I would love to talk your ear off about Elain.

I don’t even know where to begin!

1. My adoration for Elain comes a lot from my understanding of her character. I connect with her so deeply- her softness and kindness which is taken as a weakness. The fact that she does get angry but holds her tongue to not inconvenience others. I do believe she masks and had to raise to her mother’s expectations, flitting about a ball and smiling because that’s what she was groomed to do. I relate a lot to that especially as an INFP, I am very introverted but many can’t tell because how I was expected to be cordial and read cues and respond appropriately, appeasing my mother.

Many are SHOCKED when I tell them I am in fact NOT extroverted, that I do a good job at “playing sociable” and when I burn out or I am comfortable in silence among a familiar, they find it rude. And so, I see a lot of myself in Elain. I think the character we see “glowing with health” is slowly becoming comfortable showing her true self. I don’t think this “extroverted” persona was ever real, the same as Nesta’s cruel one wasn’t either. There are definitely aspects of their personality that were always true but they lived first under their mother’s fist, then impoverished and traumatized, then just traumatized and war beaten.

But acosf Elain makes me SO excited for where her character is going especially with her wittiness and charm. The small fire that we see with statements like “Shall I tend to my little garden forever?” lets me know she is next and ready to show her teeth. 🩷( Added: the double meaning and parallel with the necklace to Elain- a thing of lovely, secret beauty, who’s true depth of color show in a certain light- it makes it clear we don’t know all Elain has to offer and that she DOES have a true self that only Azriel can read and see 🤍. A thing of secret, lovely beauty.)

2. I have SO MANY but I guess we can start with where I actually began to develop a true fondness for her. Her genuine curiosity during the first dinner shared with the batboys reassured me that despite the fear they grew up with, there would ALWAYS be a place at her table for Feyre and extended family. I adore the moment she clutches her fork- small, gentle and frail Elain,ready to wield it against formidable Illyrian warriors. And the small smile Azriel has at seeing that ❤️. But she easily shifts from ideas of impaling them with her fork to asking Azriel “can you truly fly” to which Azriel (who barely small talks with strangers, or even.. doesn’t speak at all even among family) begins speaking to her with ease. And she even looks to him for reassurance and comfort throughout the meal. And I think it is THAT scene that told me Feyre can always come back to her sisters, there would be no splitting between her families and they can gradually heal and have a life they’ve never could’ve imagined before. Together. It’s not my FAVORITE, I have so many favorite Elain moments so I hope I have satisfied with the one that definitely made me like her 🫂!

Bonus: One of my favorite scenes to remind people of is when she has to take a shot of whiskey before a very stressful solstice 😆!

3. Mm controversial ones I suppose, it is so dangerous to even utter you like Elain out here let alone theorize on her without having someone seethe 🥲 but I can share the ones that I do think about!

• Elain asked for sunlight because they dull her visions. In Crescent City we learn “what blinds an oracle? Light.” Elain was lost in the murk and continued to be a hermit *until* Azriel’s understanding of her power freed her. Their understanding made her feel less alone. She’s overall a very misunderstood character both in and out of the book, but she sought understanding more than anything. It made her feel less scared of what she was seeing. If this theory is true, it is possible Azriel’s power of shadowsinging will complement her own. That if she needs a dim environment (as she had when scrying), Azriel will be able to give her one. They are the eyes and the ears of the Night Court. Literally.

• The necklace represents Elain and Azriel knew that when choosing it. There’s a thread somewhere on it, I don’t have the link. I just have this saved because it blew my mind!! If someone has the link please share 🙏

The stained glass motif, the fact no one knows Elain truly yet Azriel can tell when she lies, they can read each other without words ! Her true depth of colors when shown in a certain light 🥹 being overlooked and seen even by the fandom as “plain” but she has SO MUCH IN HER, such beauty to show. I know a lot of people say we will never see that necklace again but I think this is so much more intentional and important than the nondescript gift Cassian himself “gave away” to the river. I think especially being that Azriel put it in FATE’S hand and Elain’s whole theme being about what she is fated to, what she WANTS to do and how she sees fate and can perhaps change it.

Which ONTO THE THIRD THEORY I REALLY LIKE

• Cassian’s own “death fate” was thwarted by Elain in ACOWAR. When she says “No, it will not.” she has foreseen his death. He was MEANT TO DIE in that battle. He almost did, had our kingslayer not stepped out of shadow to change that fate. She was reassured by Azriel that truthteller would never fail her, that it strikes true so she used that to kill the king and effectively changed the fate. I really don’t like when I hear Azriel coddles her when here we have a scene Elain rejects Cassian’s knife, likely so he has more to defend himself, likely because she is UNSURE of her own abilities- and Azriel steps forward and disregards that hesitation, setting the dagger in her palm, promising her it will serve her true.

I do think we will have a reflection on that scene and discover and understand the extent of her fear, confusion, and trauma back then. And that Azriel was there to see her, reassure her and gave her purpose and life again. We see a total switch between acowar and acofas/acosf where Elain is much more at ease, “glowing with health” and vowing to practice her powers.

I CAN’T WAIT TO READ HER BOOK. I cannot.

4. My close out thoughts are just: give Elain a chance. Everyone else gets grace and love for their flaws and indecencies and this girl grows flowers happily and gets tossed about.

[ninjamelissajulien]

DR2 notes

- ok teen riyu super cut

Pixal mentioned!!!!

Lloyd that’s ptsd

Kai my beloved

I love Kreel ngl

Inch resting with Cinder. Didn’t think I’d like him

Fugidove VA I can tell

Cinder fuckin don’t break their backs dear god

Master of smoke… what happened to ash???

EUPHRASIA

bagels are always good

Morro theme

I love the new intro

New colors for imperium outfits

NYAAAAAAAAAA

What is with people trying to make Lloyd eat rancid things

Also panic attacks canon with Lloyd and Zane

Are we not gonna mention Ash???

I love Sora so much

Can we fucking chill with the TEAPOTS PLEASE

Arin is such a scrunkly

Uh oh. I bet this is gonna go after Jay - shattering the goodness inside him.

I love euphrasia so much

CINDER FUCKING CHILL JESUS CHRIST

Ohhh the worm curse I forgot about that

Element masters but evil… force from the East banished them…

I do love that the new ninja are 3 girls 1 boy

Jordana I fucking love you

Aww Nya comforting Lloyd

Ash mention how the fuck did Kai beat Cinder so fast wtf I blinked and he was down

Ok I have to say the fighting is beyond amazing, but also holy shit shatter spin is terrifying and also Zane is fucjin dead rip

The sound that cinder makes with each hit is the gong sounds

They keep zooming in on one of the wolf warriors- also are they real people or the masks manifested

THEY FUCKING LEFT EUPHRASIA BEHIND

Life. That’s the dragon that claimed Lloyd. Lloyd’s element is Life.

The imperium source was Energy. Another is strength. Motion. The other 3 aren’t mentioned.

I love you Kai. So much. I’d kill for you.

Protective Kai for Wyldfire also Zane why are you staying behind

Jordana vs Cinder is fucjing funny

OK GOODBYE RANDOM PIECE OF CLOUD KINGDOM

RGB siblings real

WYLDFIRE you crazy son of a bitgh

God the animation is GORGEOUS

LMAOOO KAI YOURE THE ONE TO TALK

CAN THINGS NOT ATTACK NYA PLS

Leviathan theme

God Arin and Sora are brotp

Damn jays voice is deeper

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT

Jesus fucking Christ “the real Jay would never forget me” they’re going for that aren’t they

What was Kai’s - was it seabound

Of course Kai would jump first since Cole isn’t there

Me: ok I need to pause to go to the bathroom I’ll pause at the beginning of 4

The beginning of 4:

These bitches gay good for them good for them

WHAT DO YOU MEAN COLE WAS THE CHEF DOES NO ONE REMEMBER THE FIASCO OF COLES CHILI

Yep that’s Cole’s kid

God I love the sound of Nya’s element

Rontu I love you

BE NICE TO GEO

LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOO COLE TO THE RESCUE

Cole I love you so much

Forces from the East meet the Journey to the West

Coles powers are stronger

Bonzle is the key… maybe the undead open the gateway

What was last time???

SCRATCHED THE SURFACE???? TRUE POTENTIAL AIRJITZU TORNADO OF CREATION DRAGON FORMS????

THE PLUSH 😭

COLES BACK

please I’m begging you do we get a whole fucking episode about the backstory of the plush because u want that so badly

W… what… bonzle that’s a lot to just casually drop on someone

I love Bonzle’s voice.

Fuck yeah new story animation I love these (genuine!) also sorceress comes in later

A place more permanent than the realm of the departed… interesting

Cole holding Geos hand I saw that you gay cutie

No. Fucking. Way.

Rontu you amazing beast

Motion was one of the source dragons

God if that is Andrew as Egalt he’s fucking fantastic

Garmadon mentioned!!!!!!!!! SPINJITZU BROS MENTION

the ninja cured his loneliness 💔

MY FUCJING HEART BONZLE WHAT THE FUCJ

Wyldfire I love you you dumb bitgh

My favorite gif of the high five

ARIN 😭

THESE BITCHES GAY

aww Zane 🥹

What the fuck Ras is tripping

SACRIFICE???? JESUS ITS DARK

These worried parents

JIRO

THE SIBS

DETECTIVE FUCKING ZANE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO

The rocky dangerbuff mustache

Do it wyldfire

CMON ARIN. NOT LIKE THAT

NO MOTHERFUCKER NOT YOU

Mention Lou I’m begging you

Or Marty Oppenheimer

“I was never the performer in my family.” Me: I… I mean… Lou… but the triple tiger sashay…

Have I mentioned the animation because Jesus it’s so good

The monastery?

Also I’ve noticed I haven’t heard any sound effects from Kirby yet which is interesting. Not bad by any means, but interesting. It’s nice that Andrew’s Cole is becoming his own 💙

Cole why are you staring at the wall oh

“Totally annoying and I was completely blameless” sure Cole sure also interesting that this is now the SECOND time Jay has been mentioned

Chen’s noodle house mention

3 mentions

I don’t know who you are but I love you you queer queen also sprite???

Aww wyldfire

Bonzle 😭😭😭

Uh oh who’s knocking THESE FUCKERS AGAIN????

Zane you handsome dumbass I love you

AAAAAAAAAAA MY GUCJING HHEHEJEKFHFJKJWAAAAAAAAA

KAI YOU MAGNIFICENT MOTHER FUCKER

Uh oh

That happened fast

WHAT OK THE FUCK NO EXPLANATION

Damn nindroid-phobic where the fuck is Jay

Zane I love you

Me: where the fuck is Jay *two seconds later* THERES THE MOTHERFUCKER

wait the shatter spin JAY GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE

EIGHT EPS FOR THIS MOTHERFUCKER

Ok so amnesia yes but admin jay not too long lmao just bring up Nya

Are we not going to mention Nindroids

Hey can we get to Jay????

/ZANW don’t ZANE HESUS CHRUST DINT SCARE ME LIKE THAT

Jay???? Jay????? HELLO JAY????? JAY?????????? WE JUST NIT GINNA JAY??????

I forgot about Jordana lmaooooo

Oh yeah I forgot Cinder lmaooooooooooo

Wow the super old “using jay’s voice for Kai as a whimper” sound

Are we still not bringing up Jay

BONZLE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

oooh flashback

Boy Euphrasia really got sidelined didn’t she

So we really aren’t going for Jay aren’t we

Who is this Janet????

GO RIYU GOOOOOOOOO

Arin and his seatbelt

You motherfuckers STOP WITH THE GODDAMN TEAPOT

Cole Rottweiler confirmed

TAKE OFF THE MASKS. TAKE. OFF THE. MASKS. TAKE THEM OFF

Euphrasia!!!!!!!!!

Take. Off. The. Masks. Now.

Uh oh ARIN

Don’t you fucking dare tempt arin

I TOLD YOY TO TAKE THEM OFF

WHY IS IT ALWAYS KAI WHY ALWAYS KAI SOMEONE RESXUE KAI PLEASE MY SCRIMLY

GO NYA GO

I will kill myself if something happens to Kai

They better not

I will do it

I’m not on my meds

Where

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I’m suing.

[reashot]

This is not the Christmas gift that I promised you but this will serves as a tie in for that. And yes this is Lancaster.

Blake the Author

Tukson: Hey Blake where am I supposed to put this poster up?

Blake: Shh... Don't use my real name. I can't have anyone finds out that I'm actually the author of this novel.

Narrator: Unbeknownst to everyone including her friends and teammates. Blake is hiding the fact that she's currently the author of a rather famous book series that's taking the City of Vale and beyond by storm called the "Knight's of Rose: Chronicle. " It tells a story of a young knight-errant and a princess from a small kingdom. Their adventure together and especially their romance are written in such a detail, it is as if the author herself were present when she wrote it. But because of personal reason Blake did not use her name when she published the books and instead she publish it under a pseudonym named...

Tukson: Oh, my apology. Madame Noir... Now tell me where the fuck should I place this poster?

Blake: Just, just put it somewhere people can see it.

Tukson: Also why do you need to have a book signing here? There's literally better places for you to hold your book event.

Blake: It is, if I don't want to meet someone I know of. I have to keep this a secret after all.

Tukson: Okay, if you say so.

Blake: Besides there will be tons of people that will be coming to your book store celebrate the release of my new book; Knight's of Rose 3. On a bed of Roses.

Tukson: Sounds painful...

Blake: Hush you philistine. This the book where they finally realizes their love for one another and have a chaste kiss.

Tukson: Uh, huh. Do they at least bang with each other in the end?

Blake:

How dare you! The love shared between them are nothing indecent like that. The love between them are wholesome and perfect. The Knight Janus and Princess Rose does not need to "bang" to confirm their love for one another. Instead they only need to look each other in the eyes and see each other soul reflected through them. Their love for each other so pure that anyone watching... I mean reading them will feel mentally and spiritually fulfilled.

Tukson: All right. I didn't mean anything by it.... Oh right, I almost forgot. The two people you hired to cosplay as the characters you just said will be late.

Blake: What?! But I needed them for my book signing. How am I going to find another two people to help me with it.

Jaune: Excuse me is this where the book signing is going to be?

Ruby: Yeah, we came all this way to get our book signed by the author themselves.

Narrator: Seeing her friends walks into the store. Blake silently scream and she felt her own heart try to escape from her mouth. And true to her Faunus side, she quickly hides herself behind the table when confronted with something she's afraid of. All the while praying to whatever gods she believes in that Jaune and Ruby didn't saw her.

Tukson: Sorry we're not open yet.

Blake: *why the F did you not close the door?*

Tukson: *Because almost nobody goes here. Here wear this mask. It's an unsold comic book merch*

Narrator: Putting on the mask Blake then emerge from behind the table to greet both Ruby and Jaune while putting on a rather thick accent.

Blake: It is nice to meet you my dear my name is Madame Noir. How may moi be of service?

Jaune: Madame Noir my sister and me are your biggest fan. Can you please sign this books for us?

Ruby: Can I also please have my book signed too? I only started reading it when Jaune recommend this series for me. But I really like this story very much and I really like the character princess Rose very much.

Jaune: Really, Ruby? Well my favorite character is Janus. So, I guess our favorite characters matches with each other.

Ruby: No way! My favorite scene between them is when Janus and Rose fought together against a giant dragon.

Jaune: Well I just like it when Janus and Rose just interacting with one another. If I can pick one favorite scene. Is when they first met. I can't believe someone can be so dense for not realizing her feelings towards him.

Ruby: I know right! Both princess Rose and Janus are my OTP. I mean how stupid could she be for not realizing it sooner. She clearly only seen to be comfortable with him. My favorite part is when Rose gives Janus the encouragement he needed to keep going.

Blake:

Thank you for the meal....

Narrator: While Blake is enjoying the sight in front of her eyes. A wicked thought starts to enter her mind.

Blake: Oh my adoring fans I would love to give you my autograph, but you have to do something for me first.

Jaune&Ruby: Of course!

Blake: I want you to cosplay as Rose and Janus for my book signing.

Jaune&Ruby: We're in!

Tukson: Wait a second... Bla. I mean Madame Noir can we talk for a minute, alone.

Blake: I'll be be back my children and the costumes are in the back. Don't forget to put it on...

Tukson: Blake... Did you use real life people as inspiration to write your book?

Blake: ...Yesn't.

Tukson: Blake. This is not right.

Blake: I'll tell you what isn't right! Seeing them day in day out. Interacting with each other without seeing any pay off. That isn't right. They have feelings for each other I knew it in my heart. But they refuse to admit it. So in desperation I wrote a fanfic of them finally being together and it ended up becoming a best selling series.

Tukson: Wait. So they're not actually together?

Blake: Enough! I will not have my ship be questioned. They are together and I refuse to believe anything that says otherwise. *Walks out of the door*

Jaune: Excuse me Madame Noir we finished wearing the costumes. So where do you want us to help you out?

Ruby: I must say this dress is not so bad. This is Princess Rose's combat dress from book one right? And Jaune. You look so cool. You're actually wearing a full body armor now and not just wearing it in some parts of you.

Jaune: Thanks Ruby... And you actually look very pretty in that dress.

Ruby: I am? Well thank you Jaune ☺

Blake:

*drop dead on the spot*

Tukson: Oh brothers. Wake up Bla- I mean wake up Madame Noir. Wake up!

Some times later

Narrator: After slowly waking up from a shipping related coma. Blake or Madame Noir can be seen later signing books for her adoring fans. While Ruby and Jaune poses with their costumes.

Fan: I can't believe I just met the Author of my favorite series.

Blake: Thank you for supporting me.

Fan: OMG can I ask the Princess Rose and Knight Janus cosplayers to enact a scene from the novel.

Blake: Hmmm. I don't know. Rose, Janus what do you think. You all okay with it?

(Rose:) Oh we won't mind. Do we Janus?

(Janus:) Of course my princess. I will obey your order no matter what.

Fans: Squee!

Blake: 😻

(Rose:) Now tell us what scene would you like us to reenact?

Fan: How about when Princess Rose and Janus "eloped" together to get away from Rose's fiance Garmin Westchester.

(Rose:) Ah. I like that scene too...

"My brave Knight. Why are you entering my room this late at Night?"

(Janus:)

"I beg your forgiveness my lady. But I cannot let you marry that cad Garmin. If my lady wants it I can get my lady out of here right away. "

(Ruby:)

"Oh, do tell me sir, Knight. Why would I want to run away from here? My duty is to my kingdom and if my duty is to marry Lord Westchester's son then I will do as duty commands it."

(Janus:)

"Then why do you said it with your back turned against me?"

(Ruby:)

"Because, because I have no need to do so. You should watch your tongue, Knight. You are speaking out of line."

(Janus:)

"Then, do you not mind his hands when he touches you? Caresses you? His breath as he said he loves you? And would you not mind it when his body and yours joined together?

If you say you want to marry Garmin, then I will leave you alone my princess. And I will not mentioned it ever again."

(Rose:)

"N-no, of course not. But I have my duty...."

(Janus:)

"Then turns and look at me in the eyes when you said that my princess."

(Rose:)

😭"I-I-I'd rather die than to marry that pig.

You were right Janus. I don't want to marry him but I can't just leave. I have my responsibility."

(Janus:)

"Then I will kidnap you, take you far away from here."

(Rose:)

"Then it will no longer be you helping me to escape. It will just be you taking me from my will. "

(Janus:)

"I would rather you hate me, but be happy and free in returns."

(Rose:)

"Even if we managed to escape my father will find and kill you."

(Janus:)

"A small price to pay. For my lady's happiness. But I will say this. I am not afraid to break my vow to your father. Because I swore my loyalty to lady Rose not the King."

(Rose:)

"Why would you go so far for me?"

(Janus:)

"Because we're friend... And mostly because I don't want to see you marrying someone you don't like"

(Rose:)

"What you are suggesting can be seen as elopement. And does that means I should marry someone like you?"

(Janus:)

"No my lady. Marry anyone that makes you happy. I am but a Knight with a meager land to my name. I can't possibly make you happy. "

(Rose:)

"But what if I say, I really do wanted to marry you. What will you do?"

(Janus:)

"Then... I would make you the most happiest woman in the world. I will never falter in my marriage to you and I will only have my eyes on you."

Narrator: Everyone that watches the scene suddenly founds themselves on the floor unable to process what just happened.

Fans: They are so perfect for each others.

Blake:

Tukson: Ah, now I can see why people ships them.

[bacchanal-if]

Hi hi dear author!!!! I am late but wanted to give my Congrats!!!!!🎉🎉🎉🎉 loved the demo~ your writing is so beautiful💗💗💗 thank you so much! So intriguing~ & cannot wait to meet the ros! They all live in my head all the time💗💗💗

The portraits omg🥵🥵🥵👀👀👀👀 such a beauty~ wonder if any of the ros would like to have one just like that of mc👀 how would they react to mc gifting them one?or maybe offer to pose for the more art inclined ros?oh any artist there between the ros~

Ah sorry! Gotta held back lol love your works!!!!thank you~💗💗💗💗💗

Thank you so much!!! I'm glad you like the portraits 😏

Fox:

Their jaw would drop that the MC would do something so scandalous for them! They would keep it very hidden and look at it sometimes, remarking on the boldness of the act, but they come to the conclusion that it just does not compare.

Rabbit:

I think they would be the one to enjoy this the least. They wouldn't really like the idea of other eyes seeing the MC like that once they've established a relationship, especially without having talked about it, so a surprise like that would feel like a great breach of trust. Ngl, I think they would destroy it so nobody else sees it. If the MC were to bring up the idea, I still don't think they'd like it because what if someone saw the portrait after it was made?? They would stress out about it too much. And anyways, they would prefer the flesh and blood MC. That said, I can see them writing scandalous poetry about their intimate moments with the MC, showing them, and then burning it. 👀👀

Butterfly:

They would love a nude portrait of the MC in a locket that they can carry with them everywhere. They would often look at it while the MC wasn't around. They would have one made for the MC as well!

The Uninvited Guest:

They would both love to receive a portrait such as that and to have the MC pose for them so they can paint one. They're not a bad artist by any means. They would commission hundreds of painters to fill their walls with a nude MC. (hmm... ✍️)

Edith/Edward:

They would be livid that the MC posed nude behind their back, but since the damage is done I think they would also like a locket, but they wouldn't often look at it. For them it's more of a powerful item around their neck, this vulnerable portrait of the MC. But?? Who painted it??? Who dared look at their MC naked????

Tamsin/Thomas:

They would go red when they see it, and take several moments to process. They would be a little miffed by the MC posing like that for someone else, but I think they would keep it somewhere extremely well hidden. They might look at it once or twice before deciding that the real MC is much better, and then tell the MC (very kindly) that they would like to destroy it since they have no real need for it and are worried someone might see.

All of this would change if the MC were masked for the portrait btw, the ROs who get possessive over it would be a lot less so, but the ones who destroy it would still do so. I mean, if someone finds it in their hiding place it's easy to guess who it is and they don't want that.

[soupcanspecimen]

I wish I was better at conveying my thoughts more eloquently but here's my very late journal of my thoughts on ep12.

After some technical difficulties I finally watched ep12 and I've go to say:

I LOVED IT SO DAMN MUCH YOU GUYS!!!! THIS SEASON FINALE WAS ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE!!!!

That opening scene was so tense, you could literally cut the tension with a knife because of how thick it is.

Manaria was being a bitch again, I have a section on that so wait for that. The amulet was shown again but it wasn't used, I'm still crossing my fingers though because they keep focusing on that thing way too much! The scales were used in this episode however and DEAR GOD the that Ceremony had me at the edge of my seat clenchining my ass! I was legit going to die when Rae pulled out that twig!

I went from saying" never let this girl cook again" to laughing with joy when the tree sprouted up! Also can we talk about the tree for a minute? Imagine my fucking shock and hysterical breamdowm as a Lumity fan when I saw that tree for the first time! It was a tree that represented their love! You know what tree also basically does the same thing?

THE FUCKING LUMITREE!!!! THEY HAVE THEIR OWN FUCKING LUMITREE!!?!? WHEN I THOUGHT RAECLAIR DIDNT HAVE ANYMORE SIMILARITIES TO LUMITY IT KEEPS PROVING ME WRONG!!!! THESE TWO SHIPS SHARE SO MUCH DNA WITH EACHOTHER ITS UNREAL!!!! AM I LIKE THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES THIS!?!?

Ahem anyways.

Rae's confession was so raw and emotional to where you can feel the love flowing out of her words and you can see this is different from her other confessions cause she saying what she's wanted to say since the start and without hiding behind a mask this time. And when Clair admitted her feelings by pulling Rae away to protect her it was super sweet and shows that she's truly grown close to Rae. She even starts calling Rae by her name near the end of the episode instead of calling her "Commoner".

Clair was also great this episode, and she actually took my advice from my episode 11 rent post and reflected on her time with Rae. Her Freudian slips and gay panic because she's finally starting to fall for Rae were super cute and gave me a lot of "Ayo pause, run that back" moments!

And also

CLAIRMATO!!!!!

Speaking of Clair starting to fall for Rae

THEY DID IT, Y'ALL THEY'RE FINALLY TOGETHER LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! CONGRATULATIONS TO THE BOTH OF YOU!!!!

God I love these two so much guys! And I would love to bestow this ship with the highest honor I can give. I've recently mace a rule to myself when it comes to ships to not use this quote lightly for it is only reserved for ships that have truly earned my respect. Ahem (*Deep Inhale)

THEYRE ADORABLE AND DESERVE ALL THE HAPPINESS!!!!

I never thought that I would ever find a ship that would ever hit the same way as Lumity did! Even if they were cut from the same cloth!

GIVE ME A SEASON 2

NOW 🌩👄🌩

The Manaria Section:

I still hate Manaria my reasoning has just changed. Like, bruh, there is actually something wrong with you! Was any of what you said real!? Did you actually violate someone or was that story also just part of your plan!? Did you have like a back up or something if either you or Rae failed!? I legit can't read you, you're actually insane! You really are the single worst wingwoman I've ever seen, cause there were a million other ways to go about it, yet you somehow picked the wrong answer. You even ruined the confession, I mean who does that?!? I am for real about to throw hands! To be honest it would make sense if you were lying since you're a technically a politician after all, that's like your guy's whole thing.

Bitch don't come back.

I think most of my recorded reaction was just me cursing at her and wanting her to die, I need to get better at insults after looking back at the recording

[darkfictionjude]

Etymology nonnie here!

1) About 70s fashion: It has good things, of course (and I must admit I completely ignored female fashion because my mind is filled by hot men), all decades have. But I'm someone who will always choose the first half of the 20th century when it comes to fashion. Sorry.

And I do remember the crop tops and slutty shorts men wore at the time. So it's not like I'm immune to the 70s charms. Yet, if I have to say what decade of the 20th century has the worst fashion, I'll still pick the 70s. And say the best fashion is arguably late 1930s, late 1940s or early 1950s. But that's just me.

Yet, I must also speak about the architecture and interior design of the 70s. Is awful. It may be colorful and bright. But it's an acquired taste. And would you really choose anything built on the 70s over Art deco arquitecture? Yeah, I thought so.

2) About sex: Who says sex is irrelevant, dear Jude? I'm all for fictional sex. The thing is, both the Mafia and Hayes coded Hollywood have a level of restrained lust, secret desires and profound yet in denial homoeroticism. It's more of a matter of what flavour you prefer. And as submissive as I can be, and as alluring as Boss who can take my life or reward me as he wishes may be, I'm significantly more seduced by the idea of being forced into a world of hypocrisy, where I can be an active player, a star with my own shine, even if I have a significant part of who I am lost in the shadows. A word that shines like gold, yet hides what truly is going on. A world that is at once desirable and terrying, where there is always a real chance to simply retire and live in the glory, yet the temptation to stay is ever present. A word of appearances, of masks, of beauty, virtue and sin.

It's just so erotic. Even if there wasn't sex involved, it would be so erotic.

3) About superhero IFs. Did the nonnie mean the IF where one of the RO's cucks the MC? I understand the outrage, even though it was an interesting thing to try and it is really obvious is going to happen. But that IF has multiple other flaws stacking over that problem, the cuck situation is just more evident. I think it's made worse because that specific RO is like the most attractive female RO the game offers. Had I been straight or bisexual I would have considered only her as a romance choice. Although, that game didn't have very interesting RO's in my opinion, since most of the interesting characterizations and dynamics went to non romanceable characters. It saddens me the bad reputation that IF has, given that, if I'm correct about what IF the nonnie was referring to, the author is a fellow Latino.

Also, I understand the need to do something because someone said you couldn't do it. But just due to the decade you wanted to set the IF you would have multiple differences with all of the superhero IFs that I know of. Since most are set in modern times. Often, in regards to time frame, what makes them interesting is that they are an example of alternate history. Like Fallen Hero (God has forsaken me and made me, even if he is non existant, into the fan who brings up Fallen Hero in every conversation).

The thing is, superhero stories do offer a lot of variety. From the themes, the conflicts, the way the powers are relevant to the story or not (for example Unsupervised allows such a variety of powers they are not as central to the narrative as Fallen Hero, in which the story does not work if Sidestep had another variation of super powers).

4) Apologies to Selfie again. I do also think you are cool still. And support you being horny publicly. I'll never be as brave (this is not a backhanded compliment, yet I'm aware it could be understood as such, hence this explanatory parenthesis). I'm too fond of playing around identity, I guess. And anonimity provides something exciting. Weirdly erotic, if you will. A mask. I'm a gray being in the minds of others, a non presence who is also present. It's natural for me to identify more with an actor than to with a mafia member. Even if both include lies, acting and secrets.

5) War can be won, fellow nonnies! I believe in our cause! I may have lost the options I wanted the most, but I will not die on the embarrassment of defeat! No. Yet, I depend on you. May you be the strength I cannot give anymore, and let my spirit fill you with my support. Believe in my smile, my fraternal embrace, the gleeful light in my eyes. Believe on our cause, fellow nonnies! We can win this round!

Ok I do like art deco buttttt I also love sleazy 70s mafia aesthetic the leopard print, the abundance of gold and the smell of cigars

Yeah I heard of that IF it’s always a source of contention on the forums and Reddit 😭

Yeah I think that’s one of the interesting things about the superhero IF it’s not in modern day, it’s 50s Americana

Maybe you can finally get selfie to see the light! They are refusing to leave the cave and prefer to look upon the wall (Plato reference)

I love this IF war going on it invigorates me 😌

[wonderstruckocs]

Wendy Hicks

Age: Scream (2022) - 17, ScreamVI - 18

Love Interest: Kurt Parker (formerly); Ethan Landry

Best Friends: Carrie Riley-Weathers, Tara Carpenter, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Anika Kayoko, Chad Meeks-Martin - Close with Sam Carpenter

Family Member(s): Wes Hicks (brother), Judy Hicks (mother)

Three Songs That Represents Her:

BRAINWASHED by Waterparks (title has no meaning to her storyline - lyrically though it does)

You’re On Your Own, Kid by Taylor Swift

All I Wanted by Paramore

Faceclaim: Olivia Scott Welch

Edit May 12th 2023 this is so highly unedited I am going to be so damn for real but anyways here’s Wennie’s Backstory: As the daughter of Judy Hicks, sister of Wes Hicks, and practically the niece of Dewey Riley, Wendy is a very humorous and charismatic girl who can put up a good fight.

During Scream (2022): During Tara’s attack, Wendy was at home with Wes, Matthew Bishop, and Rebecca Bishop - Wendy’s boyfriend Kurt Parker, calling mere minute before he was suppose to show up saying he suddenly couldn’t make it. The four were watching a 1980s horror film, originally suppose to watch Gremlins but Becca pushed for Prom Night, “Come on Jamie Lee Curtis is a horror icon!”. The next morning Wendy get a call from Judy telling her Tara was attacked by someone in a Ghostface mask, Wendy drops her phone and looks over at Wes. Wes immediately calls Sam, and Wendy calls Carrie Riley-Weathers.

The four of them go to school and are seated at a picnic table outside with the rest of the group talking about Tara’s attack when Kurt walks up to the group and sits next to Wendy. Kurt goes to kiss Wendy, but Wendy turns her face so he kisses her cheek instead. “Baby, what’s up?” Kurt asks her but she just shakes her head. “Trouble in paradise little W?” Amber asks Wendy who just shakes her head, Wes rolls his eyes. Amber points out Kurt’s bruises, “I got these at football practice, ask Chad he has the same ones.”

When the group is visiting Tara at the hospital Carrie shows up around the same time as Sam and Richie, Wendy immediately hugs Carrie - instead of the duo + Becca going to the bar, Carrie offers to drive them home.

At the Meeks-Martin house, during Mindy’s monologue, she accuses Wes and Matt of being the killers - like a Billy and Stu duo, but Wendy and Becca quickly come to their defense and explain how they were there with them that night. “It can’t be them unless it’s all four of us.” “Okay but what about Kurt, Wendy? Where was he during the attack?” “I don’t know.” “Exactly, and where is he now?” “… I don’t know.” “Wendy, darling, you are smart, but never trust the love interest.”

After that, Wendy mentions to Wes that she needs to pick up something from Kurt’s, Wes immediately tells her no and that he doesn’t trust Kurt. Carrie intervenes offering to drive Wendy there and bring her home right after, Wes reluctantly agrees and hugs Wendy telling her he loves her, “Ew, Wes… I love you too.” she tells him as she hugs him. “I’ll see you when you get home.” “Promise?” “I promise.” - A promise Wes intended to keep but couldn’t.

At Kurt’s house, Wendy is only greeted by his mother, “Oh Wendy dear, Kurt’s not home, he said he had football practice.” “But football practice got cancelled because of the attack on Tara… look Mrs. Parker, I’m just here to pick up some of my notes for algebra, can I just run up to his room and grab them?” “Sure, dear.” Wendy ran up to his room and grabbed her notes but noticed a ghostface mask sitting in a pile of dark clothing on the floor. Backing out of the room she bumps into Kurt, “Baby, what are you doing here?” “Just grabbing my… notes…” Wendy was visibly nervous, “Everything alright, baby?” “Yeah, Kurt, everything is fine absolutely fine.” “Do you want to stay the night? You know I could protect you.” “I really should go home, Kurt, my mom and Wes are waiting for me there.”

The two argued some more before Wendy leaves with Carrie… when they arrive at the Hicks house Wendy sees the bodybag in the front and hops out of Carrie’s car (her dad’s old vehicle) running towards the body before Dewey stops her. “No?” Dewey nods his head, “Wes?” Wendy asks through tears, Dewey nods again as Carrie walks up and Wendy’s legs gave out. “Dad, what’s going on?” Carrie looks over to the crew pulling out another body bag, “No…” She looked back at her dad as she holds Wendy, “No. No. NO!”…….”Carrie, take Wendy and go.” “But da-“ “Go Carrie!”

At the party at Amber’s, for Wes, Wendy is distraught the deaths of Judy, Wes, and Dewey all hitting her hard but she, Matt, and Becca decided to go to the party. She runs into Kurt, “Baby, hey let’s have some fun!” “Kurt, I’m really not in the mood.” “Seriously, Wendy, let loose live a little.” “Kurt fuck off.” “Listen, baby, stop being such a crybaby.” “Are you fucking kidding me, Kurt? My mom and brother fucking died and you’re telling me to stop crying. Grow the fuck up, we’re done.” Kurt grabbed her wrist harshly, “Baby, you don’t mean that.” “I’m pretty sure she made it very clear what she means, Kurt.” Matt had stepped in, Wendy doesn’t remember the rest of the fight, opting to walk away as Matt dealt with the problem and grabbing another drink. - Somewhere in there is when Richie stops the party. When walking to the living to sit with Mindy, Wendy sees Ghostface, as Mindy is telling Stab Randy to turn around Wendy is trying to get her attention, going to scream at her to turn around before Matt covers her mouth to stop her from getting the Ghostface’s attention, Becca beside him shaking. They watch as Mindy gets attacked Matt before runs towards the same time Sam scares him off. Matt immediately puts pressure onto Mindy’s wound and Wendy looks around when Liv runs in, everythings a blur to her until Amber shoots Liv in the head. Matt yells at Wendy and Becca to run, as he tries to help Mindy out. The duo ran outside, finding Chad on the ground. “Oh my god, Chad.” Wendy runs over to him, “Wendy, hey.” Chad coughs, “Chad stop talking,” Wendy looks at Chad’s wounds, before pulling off her shirt, “Ha, nice.” “Chad serious shut the fuck up,” Wendy says as she rips her shirt up and tying tourniquets to stop the bleeding, “Becca, put pressure on these I’ll be right back.” “Where are you going?” “I’m going to try to find a fucking medkit and find Matt I can’t let another brother figure die.” As Wendy enters the house, she slowly makes her way upstairs, “God Wendy you fucking dumbass, Wes would so kill you himself if he was here.” Wendy mumbles to herself before opening a closet door, Ghostface waiting for her, Wendy screams and turns to run away before she’s stabbed in the side, “WENDY!” Matt yells running upstairs and throwing Ghostface back into the closet, picking Wendy up and running past Sidney, “DON’T GO UP THERE HE’S UP THERE!” Matt shouts to Sidney who’s on the phone, “Matt where’s Mindy?” “She’s fine, she’s safe.” “Matt don’t lie to me.” “I’m not lying Wendy.” “You’re not working with Amber?” “Wendy why the hell would I be working with Amber?” “I don’t know… We need to get to Chad.” “Get to Chad… where?” “Outside, he was stabbed multiple times… he’s with Becca…” “Wendy keep your eyes open for me, I can’t lose you Wen, Wes will come back from the dead to kill me.” “Hmmm, he’s already gonna kill me…” Wendy’s eyes shut slowly, Wendy doesn’t remember anything else from that night not even arriving to the hospital, but she does remember Sam apologizing to her because Richie had been the one to stab her.

Between Scream (2022) and ScreamVi: Wendy lived with Matt and Becca until she moved with them to New York for college, Wendy and Kurt never got back together but he followed her to New York, Wendy gets roomed with Anika Kayoko and they instantly became friends. Wendy and Quinn Bailey do NOT get along, stemmed from a fight about Taylor Swift and the fact that Quinn briefly dated Becca and broke her heart by cheating on her. She’s still close with Carrie and Gale by proxy. She didn’t officially meet Ethan Landry between the events but they do know of each other, and Wendy did develop a small crush on him, Chad even encouraging her to go for it, “Wen, he’s your type to a T. Like your dream boy manifested into one person, go for it! Talk to him.”

During ScreamVI: Wendy attends the halloween party dressed like Reputation Tour Taylor Swift, immediately finding Mindy and Anika on the couch.

“Wow, Wendy, you look hot.” Anika whistled, “Do I? I feel very perceived right now…” “Where’s Becca and Matt and Carrie?” “Becca didn’t want to risk seeing Quinn.” “Quinn was never gonna come to this party, she knows that” “I know but she still doesn’t want to see her and as for Matt and Carrie they’re hanging out at Carrie’s tonight, studying for some exam…Where’s Chad?” “With Ethan probably doing shots somewhere” Mindy wiggles her eyebrows, “Mind, stop, you know I’ve never had a conversation with him.” “So go talk to him! I know Chad’s been encouraging you to anyways.” Wendy rolled her eyes before walking off, “Have fun but not too much fun Wen!”

Wendy eventually finds Chad and Ethan, “What are you suppose to be, Wendy?” Wendy gasps at Ethan’s question, “Reputation Tour Taylor Swift, Ethan… oh my God don’t tell me you don’t know who Taylor Swift is?” Wendy shuts her eyes, the only red flag to her she’d see in him is if he says yes to her question. “No, I know who she is just have never seen Taylor in an outfit like… that.” Chad smirks at the two of them, the two completely oblivious to it. “Guess I’ll just have to show the tour documentary then.” Wendy smiles at him before sipping her drink. “Yeah… guess you’ll have to.” The two continued their conversation not even realizing Chad had walked off, “Guys, we’ve gotta go.”

On the way to Tara and Sam’s apartment, after Sam was attacked, Ethan and Wendy continue talking, “You okay Wennie?” Ethan asks her, some of whatever drink was thrown at Sam splashing her… “Huh?” “What?” “The nickname… no one’s ever called me Wennie before.” “I-I can stop calling you that if you want, it’s just you’re kind of sickeningly sweet like honey.” “I think it’s cute, Eth.”

Jump skip to at the apartment because I’m becoming lazy writing this: Wendy is sitting next to Ethan, watching the news with the group, Sam’s phone rings and Wendy quietly gasps, “Why is everyone freaking out about her phone ringing?” “Dude, catch up.” “Wennie…” Wendy looks down at her phone to see a text from Kurt, ‘Wendy, I saw the news are you okay?’ “I’m going to be sick.” Wendy quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, calling Matt as she walks.

“Wendy?”

“Matt…” Wendy sobs

“Wen, what’s wrong?”

“You’re with Carrie right?”

“Yes, Wendy tell me what’s going on?”

“You’ve heard from Becca, right?”

“She’s with me, she has been all night. Now Wendy, seriously why are you crying? I thought you went to that halloween party with Chad and the girls.”

“Turn on the news.”

“Wen… I’m coming to get you.”

“No Matt, stay with Carrie and Becca… they need someone to protect them too, I’ll be fine I’m with Chad and Ethan at Tara and Sam’s. I’m safe.”

“You know if anything happens to you W-“

“Wes will come back from the dead and murder you. I know Matt…”

“There’s something else going on isn’t there?”

“… Kurt texted me.”

“I thought you blocked his number?”

“I did, and I never fucking answer him… but he just changes his number and texts me again. It’s exhausting.”

“Just don’t respond Wen.”

“Don’t worry I won’t… I better get back to the group before they start getting worried. Love you like a brother Matt.”

“Love you like a sister Wen… prepare for 200 texts from both Becca and Carrie.”

Wendy giggles before hanging up and leaves the bathroom. “Everything okay?” “Yeah… just needed a minute.” She smiles at Ethan before sitting down next to him again, Chad raises an eyebrow and at her and she mouths “later” before getting comfortable. She listened to the conversations around her as she slowly leaned towards Ethan, his arm slowly making its way around her. She felt a pair of eyes on her and she looked up to see Quinn glaring at her. ‘What the hell is that about?’ Wendy thought to herself.

The next day on Campus, the group is sitting together minus Matt, Becca, and Wendy. “Where’s Wennie?” Ethan asked as he sat, “Who?” Chad questions him. “Wennie… Wendy.” “Oh dude you are so down bad.” Mindy says, “Who’s down bad?” Matt asks. “Chad for Tara.” Anika quickly covers for Ethan and gives him a thumbs up as Matt teases Chad. “Hey.” Ethan says to Wendy as she sits down, “Hey.” Wendy yawns, “Did you get enough sleep last night?” “None actually and class was super boring… I’d rather be anywhere but here right now but Mindy begged me to show up for her horror movie monologue.” “You can nap on my shoulder if you want to, Wennie.” “You sure, Eth?” “Positive.” Wendy slowly started to drift off after her head met his shoulder only to wake up when Ethan mutters out “Am I gonna die a virgin?” Wendy’s eyes opening and she looks up at him like ‘wtf did you just say’ before looking over at Quinn who’s glaring at her yet again.

After Mindy’s monologue, the group splits off, Ethan offering to walk Wendy back to her dorm, the two are having a lovely conversation before they’re stopped by none other than Kurt Parker. “Wendy, hey you never responded to my text.” “Maybe because I was busy and maybe because I don’t owe you a response, Kurt.” “Wendy there’s a killer on the loose again, you need to be safe, who’s this Nerd anyways?” Wendy rolls her eyes, “The ‘nerd’ has a name and it’s Ethan,” Wendy grabbed Ethan’s hand, “and he’s my new boyfriend so fuck off Kurt.” Wendy drags Ethan with her toward her dorm. “I’m so sorry you’re getting dragged into this Eth… it’s just Kurt never leaves me alone, I’ve blocked his number god knows how many times and he just changes his number to text me again.” “It’s fine Wennie… want me to beat him up?” Ethan half jokes causing Wendy to giggle, “No, Eth, it’s okay, there’s already a line of people - even the dead, who want to do that. Besides wouldn’t want your cute face to get harmed.” She smiles at him as they continue walking. “I have a weird question.” “Shoot.” “Have you noticed how Quinn glares at me whenever I sit near you?” “Yeah… it’s a little weird right?” “I guess… it might be because I’m best friends with her ex, she’s always been kind of mean to me.”

Later that night Wendy arrives to the Carpenter sister apartment by herself, “Wennie you’re here by yourself?” Mindy teases her as she opens the door. “Haha funny, Eth had class and Matt is with Carrie and Becca, and we all agreed to stay in at least pairs…” Wendy trailed off, “I’m joking Wen, also Eth? That’s new. Still don’t trust him.” “Okay…” Wendy sat with Anika on the couch as Mindy went back to the dining room to set the table, the duo minding their own business as they worked on school assignments, when they heard the core four conversation, “Does it hurt?” Anika asks Wendy quietly, “What hurt?” “Them seemingly forgetting you were there and that you survived with them.” “Not really… they were more Wes’ friends than mine to begin with, I only got close with them when we all moved here. Though if you ask Matt he will definitely be hurt from being excluded in the core four.” Wendy and Anika laughed together before they heard noises coming from Quinn’s room, “Oh my god does she ever not?” Wendy jokes causing Anika to laugh harder until their phones went off and Wendy looked at the photo, “Oh my god.” The four core run out into the living room all standing before “Quinn’s dead body” is thrown at Anika. Mindy and Anika started fighting Ghostface, Wendy hitting Ghostface with one of her textbooks after he stabs Anika, subsequently getting stabbed in the same spot she was stabbed by Richie about a year prior. “Oh fuck.” Sam leads them into the room, locking the door, Mindy running to lock the other door before seeing a dead body in the bathtub and screaming. Ghostface easily finding them before Mindy and Sam shut the other door and put Quinn’s dress in front of the door to try to block him from getting in. Sam climbs the ladder across first, followed by Mindy, Wendy is holding the door while putting pressure on her wound. “Ani you have to go. I’ll be right behind you.” “I can’t go Wen, you have to go please go.” “Ani, I’m not letting you die. I can’t lose another person.” Wendy begs her and Anika nods before going to the ladder and starting to climb, Wendy losing strength to hold the door and runs over to the window to hold the ladder down. Across the way, Wendy can see Chad and Tara inside Danny’s apartment helping Mindy, Wendy looks back at the door and sees that Ghostface is almost in, “I don’t want to die.” Anika cries, “You won’t die Ani, I won’t allow it.” Wendy shouts to her, “Just keep going.” Chad and Sam get Anika in and Wendy gets onto the ladder looking down “Oh fuck.” She whispers, “Wendy come on!” Chad shouts at her. Wendy starts crawling trying not to slip on Anika’s blood, she gets over halfway through before she almost slips off “Shit!” “Wendy, you’ve got to hurry come on!” Tara shouts at her before she’s pushed out of the way, “Wennie!” “Eth?” Wendy questions before she feels the ladder get shaken, “OH MY GOD!” She screams, tears streaming from her face. “Wennie grab my hand!” “I can’t Eth!” She tells him and she crawls closer. The ladder jolts again and Wendy looks down, accepting her fate was likely death. “I’m going to die I’m going to die.” Wendy whispers, before the ladder jolts again as she’s crawling closer to the window, she feels herself slip before there’s two hands on her wrists, “Wennie, I’ve got you just climb a little closer.” Ethan tells her and Wendy nods climbing slightly closer before her leg slips, Ghostface takes the chance to try to get her off the ladder, “Chad some help!” Chad runs over to the window and helps pull Wendy in the window before she clings to Ethan. “I thought you had Econ.” “I got out earlier, saw Sam and Mindy crawling over the ladder before running inside and finding Tara and Chad running to… what’s his name…. his apartment.”.

Wendy sits in the back of an ambulance with Mindy watching one drive off with Anika, Ethan rubs her shoulder as she leans into him. They watch as Detective Bailey walks out of the apartment building, crying. “Something seems off.” Wendy says to Mindy. “You’re right… still don’t trust Ethan though.” “Mindy he’s standing literally right next to me.” “Still don’t trust him.” Mindy glares at him, “Ghostface.”

Skip to the shrine, “Holy shit.” Wendy mumbles as she walks around, her hand dropping from Ethan… her breath hitched as she looks at two outfits next to a case, a drawing of her mom inside of it. “Wennie…” “It’s my mom.” She whispers, hearing Mindy call Chad over and talking about their uncle Randy. “Dewey…” Wendy turns to Matt, Carrie, and Becca. Wendy watches as Carrie walks over to her mom, immediately hugging her. Wendy feels Matt touch her shoulder, “Wen…” Wendy shakes her head before walking away.

FBI VAN: Wendy sits next to Ethan, listening to Mindy talk to Kirby, Ethan offers his cheetos to Wendy and she shakes her head. She’s also not surprised when she finds out Tara and Sam stole Detective Bailey’s car.

The subway: Matt, Becca, Tara, Chad, Danny, and Sam all get separated from Wendy, Ethan and Mindy. Mindy still gets stabbed, Ethan and Wendy get her help before they tell Mindy they’re still going to help the others. Ethan about halfway there stops Wendy, “Wennie I don’t think you should go…” “What are you talking about Eth, I’m going, they’re my friends.” “Wennie I don’t want you to get hurt.” “I’m not going to get hurt, you’ll be there, my knight in shiny cardboard.” “Wennie…” Wendy looks at Ethan for a second before dropping his hand. “Ethan… no…” “Wennie I’m sorry I wanted to tell you.” “No Ethan, you don’t get to just say sorry.” “Wen-“ “Leave me alone Landry.” She shook her head as she walked away tears streaming down her face as she sped walked to the theater/shrine. “Wendy, where’s Mindy? Where’s Ethan?” Sam asks her, “Mindy was stabbed, and Eth-“ the two are cut off by the sounds of Tara’s screams, “TARA!” They both shouted running towards the screams. Matt close behind them, Chad had taken care of one Ghostface killer before another one came up behind him and stabbed him, Matt running over to defend Chad before getting stabbed multiple times. Sam dragging both Tara and Wendy out, Wendy zones out during Kirby and Sam’s shouting followed by Detective Bailey’s before he shot Kirby. Two Ghostfaces appearing next to him, Wendy gulps, knowing one of them is probably Ethan. The first of the two ghostfaces pulls their mask off revealing Quinn “hey roomies”, Sam immediately assumed the other Ghostface is Becca, but before the other Ghostface could pull their mask off Wendy feels someone grab her from behind and hold a knife to her throat. The other Ghostface quickly pulls his mask off, “You promised me she wouldn’t get hurt.” “Promises were meant to be broken son.” “Son?” Wendy whispers before the knife is pressed harder into her throat. “God Ethan, this lovesick puppy bullshit is getting gross. Why do you think we got a replacement for you?” Quinn gags as she looks at the way her brother stares at Wendy. “Replacement?” Ethan turns towards his dad. “Yeah, brother, you disappointed us by falling in love with the enemy so we replaced you. Wasn’t that hard really, right dad?” Detective Bailey nods before turning towards the Carpenter sisters, “There’s a special bond a father has with his first son.” Ethan looked upset as he looked towards Wendy, Wendy motioned with her eyes for him to go, Ethan reluctantly sneaks out while his father argued with Sam and Quinn was distracted. “It’s Richie.” Wendy whispered, “What?” Tara asked, “Their brother, his son, it’s Richie.” Wendy repeats the knife to her throat drawing a little bit of blood. “Then who’s holding you?”

“Surprise, Wendy… or should I say baby” Kurt laughs as he pulls his mask off the knife still to her throat. “Go to hell.”

“Nah uh, huh.” Kurt gripped her again, “You’re the one going to hell, slut.” Kurt dragged Wendy off as Tara and Sam screamed for her, Wendy cried as she gets dragged. “This is going to be so much fun.”

“For who?” Wendy asks a slight smirk to her face as she sees Ethan out of the corner of her eye.

“Me, obviously baby, I’m going to have my way with you and then I’m going to gut you like the bitch you are.” Kurt replies before stabbing her in the stomach, Wendy screams out but asking him “Yeah but how will you do that if you’re dead?”

“Me dead? How would that happe-“ Kurt was cut off by a knife going through the side of his throat, Wendy covered in his blood. Before he’s tackled off her, “That’s how… Wennie, come on, I’ve got to get you out here.” Ethan put pressure on her wound. “We have to help Tara and Sam… and Chad and Matt… where’s Becca?”

“Becca is fine, she got out after Quinn stabbed her, she’s with Danny.”

“But how?”

“Wennie now is not the time for questions.”

After the rest of ScreamVi: Wendy spends a few days in the hospital, Ethan by her side despite being question by the police multiple times, though Kirby is helping with his cover story. The two were still not official a few months after, in fact Wendy was still upset with Ethan for not telling her sooner. Until Wendy’s birthday, April 29th, Ethan still wasn’t on the best of terms with the rest of the group, especially not Matt who became Wendy’s protective older brother after Wes’ death but Wendy still wanted him at her birthday get together. “It’s not much but it’s still something” “Eth, you didn’t have to.” “I know I didn’t but I wanted to…” Wendy opened the present and looked at it in awe, “Is this?” “A bracelet inspired by Taylor’s different eras? Yes, because I know you were bummed about missing out on buying one from her merch sale… so I found someone selling one on ebay and I got it for you.” “Eth…” Wendy trailed off, a single tear flowing down her cheek. “I probably should go now, Matt and Chad are death glaring at me.” Ethan goes to leave, “Eth wait!” Wendy grabs his wrist, he turns to face her, “Can I kiss you?” she asks, Ethan hesitates but he nods, Wendy leans in and kisses him AND THATS WHERE WE ARE AT UNTIL SCREAM7 THIS TOOK TOO LONG TO WRITE SO GOODNIGHT!

[greenbirdtrash]

Finally watched rhrn with pals and oh. Oh well. Oh sweet dear mother of hell, that was..... something

THE VISUALS, THE SOUND QUALITY, THE VOCALS, THE GROWLSSSS

i laughed, i simped, i got hard, i cried, i gnawed at my enclosure, i laughed again and cried even more. I mean, THIS IS NOT ONLY THE BRILLIANTLY MADE CONCERT MOVIE, but also the sudden comfort and reassurance i didn't realize i needed all this time. Man, they really had us right there on the edge, and i don't even have the words to explain what i feel, it's just...A lot. Especially the speech during If You Have Ghosts and the overall representation of anxiety and dissociation episodes, i can relate to that a lot, and it's just soooooo good to see that aspect of overcoming your fear playing an important part of the narrative

Tobias Forge, when i FUCKING GET YOU-

There were multiple moments of me just sitting there in awe and telling my pals that IF HE ACTUALLY PLANNED AND SCRIPTED ALL THAT IN A WAY IT IS HE MUST HAVE A MIND OF A FUCKING GENIUS. I think he really does tho.

The song order and the camerawork representing the current mental state of copia is just *mwah*. Suddenly seeing him stiff and motionless comparing to his usual expressive and twitchy AUHD-coded behaviour on stage, seeing him nearly crying during He Is.... especially considering what he started to realize right before that..This is fucking genius, i swear, it did feel like a meltdown he was going through, man had to come back on stage, keep the face on and keep performing no matter what, AND IT WAS ALL PLAYED BY A MAN IN A FUCKING MASK THAT DOESN'T EVEN ALLOW MUCH OF THE EXPRESSIONS. Like. Can you realize how he even managed to do it just with the eyes and body language so well his oc FEELS real. I had to stop and think multiple times about how this is not an actual face, because HE FELT REAL.

Fucking amazing.

we also did the drinking game i mentioned before, i personally took a swag of my bottle each time there was a closeup of someone's feet on the screen, but to spice things up a bit i also decided to drink whenever copia mentions LA, and boy, we were wasted.

So far so good, we had 11 feet close-ups, 16 LA's, 4 California's, and 148(!) direct visuals of someone standing on the stage monitors. Feels good man.

[towersofprospit]

How about the Knight of Heart? As a treat. It's my classpect.

🌑 Of course!! Thanks for the ask. 🌑

Knight of Heart

Knight: Knights are a protector class, through and through. They use a mask of self-importance/“cool”ness to hide how much they care for others, and they’re happiest when their friends are happy.

Heart: Heart is the aspect of emotion, self-expression and the True Self. Because of this, they can be very different depending on class, but you can certainly never accuse a Heartbound of being shallow. They can have trouble separating their inner world and the real world, though.

Inverted Title: Rogue of Mind

Oh this is gonna be fun, knights are among my favourites. Very well then. A Knight of Heart is an interesting case. How does one hide behind identity? Simple enough, a KoH wants everyone to believe they know exactly who they are. And it works, too! From the outside, a Knight of Heart is impenetrable. They may not be the most well-liked person in the room, or the most talented, but it doesn’t matter, because they’re completely aware and sure of themselves, and that means nothing can shake them, be it a petty insult or a crisis.

Whether this is actually true depends on the particular knight and how far along they are in their development, but it will nonetheless be something they strive for. This Knight is also interesting because it would genuinely be hard to parse said development, since they were hiding behind their true self in the first place. Even if their mask consisted of Emotion rather than Self, or some other aspect of Heart, the end result would be the same. Long story short, a Knight of Heart would be Rose Lalonde’s worst nightmare.

We’ve talked at length about the inner workings of this Knight, now let us look at how they might interact with the world around them. Heart players seem to have an innate understanding of what makes up the core of people, their heart if you will, and Knight being the class of innate skill with their aspect, this ability would become a weapon in their hands. Just as with all knights though, this weapon is a double-edged sword, and a Knight that is too empathetic may let their understanding of people get in the way of treating them as they deserve, or in turn a more unempathetic Knight might come to see any person’s action that doesn’t match up with the version of them they perceive as a deception. Whoo, that was a sentence and a half.

I feel as though I’ve been a bit harsh to this classpect. That’s part of the nature of the Knight class though, occasionally they need a reality check. Not that their heads tend to wander, Knights tend to be fairly rooted in reality, only that they tend to lose sight of others’ perspectives in favour of their own. Particularly unhealthy knights also tend towards self-sustaining loops of anxiety, usually somewhat regarding their aspect. “Is the version of me I show others truly who I am? Are my emotions justified?” A Knight that can stay grounded is a formidable force, however, and should not be underestimated.

A Knight of Heart might be someone who enjoys and is skilled in roleplaying, and by connection RPGs. They strike me as the type to enjoy games where decisions and consequences hold real weight, and their dialogue options always reflect their true feelings, rather than the ‘good’ path most main characters are pushed into pursuing. They might also be skilled in matters regarding technology, coding and torrenting, and for some reason my intuition tells me scrapbooking. It’s an interesting idea, for sure. If you’re a KoH feel free to tell me how you feel about scrapbooking I’d love to hear it.

Mostly they need to remember that their achievements hold weight, and others cannot prescribe meaning to what they hold dear, only they can. As the knower of all that is irrelevant, I would know. Also, they shouldn’t let the whims of others become obstacles for their own desires.

[drgarrisonandpaul]

My Issue With Mask De Masculine...

MINORS DNI, SOME OF THESE ARE NSFW BECAUSE I HAVE ISSUES

The issue is that I'm obsessed, and now I'm gonna dump headcanons on you in hopes it gets me in the mood to write for other characters

Under his mask is the same bright, baby-faced dude but with freckles, and I wanna say cerulean blue eyes. Just a nice vivid, mid-toned, same shade as gatorade-type of blue.

He has THIS hair. Short, messy mohawk, and in the back there's a little star shaved into it

Mans loves fighting but hates conflict, why be so dramatic about it? Just fight me!! I think that's why he (SPOILERS) gets so pissed and drops his act at the end of his fight with Renji. Renji is just DOGGING him, both verbally and physically, so much that it feels personal and he is NOT up for that

Mask and James sleep in bunk beds and treat their room like a college flat, that room is MESSY. I mean- sure, the floor is clear of items, but there's crumbs everywhere, it's darkened because they don't bother taking off their shoes, and the dresser, desk, and nightstand are very casually covered in dishes, papers (like the documents he doesn't read), and little items and trinkets that James brings around. The dishes get taken out once every few days, but that's the most of the cleaning that happens

Big boy loves a glitter beard (or rather, a glitter mustache), he does one every holiday. There is always going to be glitter on his bed, clothes, walls, carpet, everywhere. It is an eternal curse, and he finds it hilarious

Mask prefers a partner with chihuahua energy. Short and short-tempered, doesn't matter the gender. (because we love an Omnisexual king) This way, he can feel like a big, strong, masculine man, but also have someone fight his verbal battles for him (because again, he hates conflict but loves a fight)

More likely than not, he's gonna fall in love at the gym or during any sort of training. Seeing and hearing a small, angry person beat the ever-living shit out of their opponent just turns on the cheerleader in this man, which is more likely than not what he's gonna want in a relationship. You're his cheerleader as is he is yours

NSFW ZONE

However, that's not to say that falling in love is required. I can imagine Mask being pretty promiscuous when he wants to be because it inflates his ego and makes him feel wanted and attractive. If you show a certain amount of interest, dangling the proverbial line in his face, he's gonna take it HOOK. AND. SINKER.

Due to the aforementioned glitter-mustache obsession and the extension of his room and bed being constantly shimmering with residual glitter, if you sleep with him, everyone will know. There's only one class of people in the Silbern that shine brighter than the rest, and those people are just Mask's previous lovers

He likes to grip and grope. He feels like a very grabby person, not constantly, just randomly throughout the day, during sex, or during snuggling. He'll adjust rough/gentle depending on the partner, but either way, you best believe you're gonna get grabbed

AHEM. Size difference kink.

Speaking of size, I think he's average, between 4-5 inches and very proud and confident about it. You don't want this? Cool. Byyyyeee~

He likes it when his partner power-bottoms, getting to sit back and watch them do their thing with that big, stupid grin on his face

He especially likes it if said power-bottoming partner is inexperienced and clumsy, trying to climb over him and hoist themselves up by gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. It's cute

At the end of it, when it's more sloppy and tired, Mask is probably gonna hold you down for leverage, pressing your face into the pillows and letting out happy, growling chuckles at the sound of your muffled voice

Likes to make a show out of stripping down, flexing and posing around like a big goofy idiot as he shows you the real 'star flash'

Probably not great with his hands, but definitely good with his mouth. Again with the gripping thing, holding your thighs firmly around his face and laughing at the sight of your melted form once he's done

Definitely not serious in bed. It's just a funny act to him! Especially with all the sounds it can make and how cute you look when he makes you beg for it

Ok, that's all of my depravity, BYYYYEEE

[lady-de-mon-coeur]

Lady in red

Chapter 3. A shoulder to cry on

Ao3

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"I'm so sorry, Ladybug. I shouldn't have kissed you like that."

"It's nothing." She said, not looking at him.

"I heard you have it tough. I just couldn't resist the urge to show you my support. I couldn’t think of any better way to do it. Up until this day, I didn’t know how hard it was for you to be a superhero and a guardian at the same time."

She stared at him silently for a few moments. Then she suddenly broke down, crying.

Adrien didn't know how he ended up sitting on his bed with sobbing Ladybug on his lap, kissing her forehead, the top of her head, and every square inch of her face that wasn’t covered with her palms.

He cradled her in his arms like a baby.

He stroked her hair and her back.

Eventually, he took her hands away from her face.

"Ladybug, please look at me," he asked gently.

She raised her tear-stained eyes at him.

She was amazing, even at her lowest.

No words could describe how much he loved this girl.

"You still don't have to date me. But I'm there for you. If there's something that bothers you, I might help."

Ladybug turned her puffy eyes away and sniffed.

"I'm so sorry that you had to witness my breakdown, Adrien", she murmured, pressing her face to his chest. "A superhero shouldn't show their weakness, especially not to civilians. How am I supposed to keep Parisians' hopes up if I am such a mess?"

"It's okay, Ladybug." Adrien said, passing his fingers over her cheek. "There's no need to maintain the façade of being strong when you're feeling down. I'm aware that there's a real person behind the mask. The struggling and overwhelmed person. I don't know what exactly is going on in your life, but I wouldn't want you to face it alone when you can share it with me."

Ladybug lifted her head from his chest and stared at him in silent awe.

"Listen, Ladybug," Adrien went on, "you don't have to talk to me if you're not feeling like talking or if you're scared to say something too personal that might give away your identity. I just wanted you to know that you don’t have to keep things to yourself. Even a superhero does need a shoulder to cry on sometimes."

Ladybug let out a shaking sigh.

"You're so kind for your own good, Adrien. I do want to talk about what bothers me, but I'm afraid it won't be fun to listen to."

"I'm all ears, Ladybug," he said softly, taking her hand and squeezing it lovingly.

Ladybug seemed to be pondering, her cute little nose scrunched up.

"The thing is that I'm tired of lying," she started slowly. "I'm lying constantly. I'm lying to everyone I hold dear. It's a miracle I still have friends. It's a miracle not everyone hates me by now. There was a moment not long ago when I decided to be a full-time Ladybug, and leave my civilian life behind me for good. I was ready to stay transformed forever."

Every word of this short speech hit Adrien like a hammer. Were things really that bad? He felt a large lump forming in his throat.

He silently pulled Ladybug closer to his chest again, nuzzling the crown of her head.

Ladybug stayed silent for a long moment.

"I even had to break up with my boyfriend," she eventually continued. "All because of lying and secrecy."

This revelation took Adrien completely by surprise.

"You had a boyfriend?" The words escaped his mouth before he managed to stop them.

He wasn't sure what exactly he felt—compassion or jealousy? Probably both.

"Sorry, Ladybug, I didn’t mean to upset you," he said, mortified, internally berating himself.

She smiled through the tears.

"There's no need to apologise, Adrien." she reassured. "You didn't upset me. Quite the opposite, I'm glad I can talk about it with someone and get it off my chest. My best friend is my confidant. I feel much better since I confided in her. But luckily for her, she is in a happy relationship with her boyfriend and doesn't know what it feels like to have little to no love life."

There was a fleeting thought of whether Ladybug’s best friend could also be the confidant of her secret identity that crossed Adrien's mind for a short second, but he didn't know if he should ask about it.

Adrien passed the heel of his palm over her cheek, trying to wipe her tears away.

"I know exactly how it feels, Ladybug. I recently broke up with my girlfriend too."

Ladybug's mouth fell open.

"You did?"

He nodded in response.

"I might not have been a very good boyfriend to her; I might not have loved her as she deserves. But I treasured our friendship a lot, and now she probably hates me."

Ladybug's eyes went wide, and she touched his cheek with her fingertips.

"I didn’t know that. What can I do for you?"

He felt the gentle touch of a gloved hand on his hair near his ear. If he were transformed, he would immediately start purring. Being comforted and petted by Ladybug was something he'd probably never get enough of.

"You're already doing it, Ladybug. You're here by my side. Please stay for a little longer." Adrien murmured, burying his nose in her hair and squeezing his eyes shut.

He let himself relish his lady's caresses for a few moments before he spoke again.

"And your boyfriend? How did he take the breakup?"

Ladybug shrugged.

"We broke up on rather good terms, but I don't think I'm ready to see him yet. I know that seeing me again after the breakup might be painful, and I don’t want to do this to him. I've already caused him enough pain as it is."

"Well, I think we might as well now found a broken hearts club," Adrien said with a lopsided smile on his face.

Ladybug let out a giggle that sounded like a silver bell ringing, and Adrien suddenly felt like kissing her senseless again.

Then she suddenly became serious again.

"Chat Noir is so sweet and caring, he's trying his best to comfort and support me. The trust he has in me is immense. But I shouldn't give in to the temptation to open up to him. Knowing the whole picture would be extremely dangerous for him."

Adrien looked at her, puzzled. What was all this supposed to mean?

"I don't think I understand what you are talking about, Ladybug," he said gently.

Ladybug rubbed her temples as if she were having a headache.

"I don't quite understand it myself, Adrien. I adore Chat Noir; he's an amazing person, and I wouldn't want it to look like I mistrust him. But there are some horrible things he shouldn’t know about, because they have to do with him."

Adrien held his breath as she was speaking. This was a whole new facet of the situation that he hadn't seen coming. This day was definitely full of revelations.

Ladybug gave Adrien an apologetic smile.

"Sorry if it sounds mysterious. But there are some painful memories I'm not ready to deal with. Not yet. I don't think I'm ready to talk about them with anyone. Even my best friend knows nothing. To be completely honest, I would pay a lot to completely erase these memories from my mind."

"You don't have to talk about it, Ladybug. Take all the time you need." Adrien said, bringing her hand to his lips and placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

Ladybug flinched, as if she wasn't expecting this, but the next moment she smiled coyly at him.

She looked positively adorable when she was flustered, Adrien noted to himself, but he only got to witness it as Adrien. These moments were really invaluable.

Eventually, Ladybug detached herself from him.

"I think I've got to go now, Adrien," she murmured, averting her gaze. "I think I took enough of your time as it is."

"I wouldn't mind if you took all of my time." Adrien murmured and went on hopefully before he had time to chicken out: "Can I kiss you again before you go?"

Ladybug's face flushed bright pink. She slowly nodded, as the words apparently didn't want to come out.

Her eyes slid shut.

-×-×-×-

"Will I see you again?" Adrien whispered when they finally pulled apart, butterflies fluttering frantically in his chest, making him giddy.

"I don't know. Would you like me to come back again?" She asked, fidgeting with her fingers, her cheeks still the brightest hue of pink.

God, flustered Ladybug was a breathtaking sight he would never get tired of.

"There's nothing in the world that I would love more than having you by my side, Ladybug."

"But as I said before, you don't owe me anything," he hastily added.

Ladybug smiled and placed her hand over his.

"I will come whenever you want me to," she said.

-x-x-x-

Adrien was lying in bed, replaying all that had happened in his mind.

He had so much to process after their encounter.

This day was such a roller coaster.

First of all, he was really fascinated by how fast his letter was delivered. Alya apparently could do magic, and Adrien could never thank her enough.

And now he knew, at least remotely, what kind of struggle Ladybug was going through. And while he felt somewhat pissed that she didn't find it in her heart to open up to Chat Noir, he was glad he could still be there for her as Adrien.

No matter how much it hurt to know that his lady had been keeping so many secrets from him, he didn’t hold any hard feelings against her. He simply had no right. His lady needed him.

She was obviously hurting due to some dramatic event, overwhelmed by her new duties as the guardian, mourning her failed relationship, and putting too much pressure on herself.

Knowing this, her recent outburst in the theatre now makes a lot of sense.

The only piece still missing from the puzzle was the painful memory that made Ladybug so reluctant to open up to anyone, especially Chat Noir.

What could it possibly be?

Judging by the way Ladybug described it, you'd think she witnessed the end of the world.

Adrien chuckled at the thought. No, he was obviously overthinking. Besides, what could the end of the world have to do with him?

However, looking on the bright side of things, Ladybug was willing to give their relationship a chance. And he was already looking forward to their next meeting.

Adrien smiled blissfully and closed his eyes.

He was already sinking into the realm of slumber when his half-asleep brain suddenly short-circuited and brought up a line Ladybug has told him today, like a sea brings debris to a coast.

It's not true that I don’t like your jokes.

He didn’t pay much attention to this line earlier. But now that he remembered it, there was something off about these words. Though he couldn’t quite put his finger on what exactly that was.

Why would she suddenly say that?

No one was supposed to know that he was sure—at least until recently—that Ladybug didn't like his jokes.

Has she figured out his identity?

Nope, no way. She wouldn't have been so flustered around him if she had.

Or might his assumptions about Ladybug probably being someone he already knew be true?

Someone who he told about the girl he loved.

He strained his memory, thinking back to all the instances when he might've brought up his love life in front of his peers.

For the life of him, he couldn’t think of any.

Maybe it's just because he's so sleepy right now.

No, it was a dead end. He must get some sleep.

Adrien sighed and turned to the other side.

-x-x-x-

The first thing that he did the next morning at school was thank Alya for her favour, but she refused to tell him how she managed to do it so quickly. She just smiled mysteriously and said that it was her professional secret.

"Just don't forget what you promised me. Make our beloved superhero happy." She said, winking at him.

x-x-x

And the first thing he noticed once he arrived at the Liberty that afternoon for the rehearsal of Kitty Section was the glaring fact that Marinette wasn't there, of all people.

That was strange. She had never missed rehearsals before. She could be late at times, but being totally absent was so unlike her.

But as soon as Adrien started articulating the question about the reason why Marinette wasn't there, the girls pulled him aside, and Rose squeaked into his ear:

"You really shouldn't be asking about it if you don't want to upset Luka more than he already is."

Adrien's perplexity grew stronger.

"Wait, what…"

"Didn't you know that he and Marinette had recently broken up?"

That was sad. Adrien really felt bad for both of them. Still not quite sure why he shouldn't be asking about Marinette’s whereabouts in front of Luka. As Marinette’s friend, he had every right to be worried about her.

Alya leaned in and whispered into his other ear:

"The thing is, they broke up on rather good terms, but Marinette keeps avoiding the places where Luka can possibly show up. We're sure she’s doing it on purpose, but we didn’t call her out on that yet."

Adrien froze. Something in this story told by Alya suddenly rang a bell for him.

He definitely heard something very similar not so long ago.

He scrunched up his eyebrows, deep in thought, completely disconnected from reality.

I don't think I'm ready to see him yet. I know that seeing me again after the breakup might be painful.

These words flashed through his mind, and suddenly the space around him filled with buzzing that muffled all the sounds and extinguished all thoughts in his brain.

Because those words were said in Ladybug’s voice.