#but the fact that you know Trixie knew this

[homicidalbrunette]

Not Trixie asking repeatedly who Katya loves most until her saying "I think you probably" and then her just talking over her, this is so purely them.

[dtchloedecker]

Closed starter for @lucifermorningstxr

"So, how did Lucinda do, Mom?" Trixie asked Chloe as they set up another game of Monopoly. Trixie had asked Chloe to invite Lucifer, but she was still angry with him for how he treated her during the case. In fact, she nearly lost it when Trixie mentioned Lucinda, but she quickly went into mom mode. "Uh, she did okay," Chloe answered. "Helped us catch the bad guy in the end."

"No, I meant how did meeting new people at the party go?" It was a pain in the ass, Chloe answered silently. Lucifer made her wear an earpiece and it nearly ruined everything. But, she tried to find an answer appropriate for her child. "Oh....well, um..." she sighed stalling a little bit as she struggled to find something to say. Just wing it, Decker. "I actually....had a good time....but, only when I stopped being Lucinda and started being myself."

"You know it can be scary sometimes," Chloe continued. "But, being who you really are is never a bad idea." Take that, Lucifer, she thought, spitefully. She wasn't quite sure why, though. "Hey, there's a piece missing," Trixie said, pointing to all of the pieces. Chloe looked at them closely. Hmm...okay. Race car, thimble, Scottie dog, battle ship, top hat, iron, and- where's the shoe!?

That was a good enough answer for Chloe, but she didn't want Trixie not to take away anything from this because she knew how big of an influence Lucifer was on Trixie and he had not been conveying a good message for her daughter. Chloe was about to tear apart the living room to find it when she heard a knock at the door. "Sit tight, Monkey," Chloe told Trixie as she made her way to the door. When she opened it, her face fell. Lucifer. "Can I help you?" she asked, coldly.

[vinnywinnii]

I haven’t written in a while, so I got a request from a friend! This is based off of their oc, personalized for them. 🤞

You and Viktor were friends as kids, both being slightly out of the ordinary. You guys got along. You never got along with anyone else because they would make fun of you, but Viktor never did any of that. He always was nice and respectful, even as a young boy. You were quite.. odd. You were a Bat Vastaya; you had a short structure, a little muscular, a mostly human form…, but you had big perky bat ears, big bat wings, claws on fingers and toes, and your feet were almost paw like.

Other than that, you were perfect. You had pretty dark brown hair, styled into a shaggy, shoulder length wolf cut and curtain bangs, beautiful tan skin with faint freckled on cheeks and bridge of nose, dark brown eyes, and the claws on your nails were painted black.

He thought you were beautiful either way, though he never said that. You see a lot of Bat Vastayas’ in the under city, but kids are still mean. They’ll be assholes just to be mean. So you stuck around Viktor.

(This is as kids)

He always hung around this nice river, building toys out of scraps or reading. You always adored him. You were distant at first, but you soon would sit next to him and talk with him.

“Uhm.. how’s your day going?” You ask him, the sounds of the water running though the stream almost overpowering your voice.

“..It’s going good. How’s your day going?” He says simply. He has this soft, sweet voice. His voice is laced with a Czech accent, which makes him even cuter. You can tell you guys will be good friends

Ever since that conversation, you guys talked much more. You learned about his interests and past, and he learned about yours. Even a few years passed, making you guys 14 now. Then he left to live in piltover: the opposite of where you live, the undercity.

You were devastated. But you learned to get over it. You never hung out with anyone else, besides this group when you turned 20. You grew up and started causing a bit of trouble, since you grew up in a pretty bad place. Zaun isn’t exactly the best.

You decided to start some trouble, you and your group breaking into the lab he was working in. You didn’t know he was working, you even almost forgot about him. He left you and everyone else for some stupid piltover people, you shouldn’t care. But you do.

You guys find the nearest window of the lab (after getting into piltover.) and broke in. Viktor wasn’t in the lab at that point. He was probably getting some water. Your group then spread out, leaving you rummaging through the lab.

You felt slightly annoyed, not finding anything very interesting or alluring. Your group just ended up running through the halls, not cautious of getting caught. You then looked down at the desk and saw a paper. It looked similar to Viktor’s old notebook from all those years ago.

You felt yourself smile softly, remembering his rare smile. You and him were similar. You never smiled or showed much emotion. Only together were you guys happy. You only knew him for 4 years as kids, but you still sometimes dream of his voice. It gets you all emotional. You missed him dearly.

Suddenly, you hear someone bust through the door. You look back, seeing Viktor’s slim, lanky form. You almost don’t believe it. You look up at him, almost forgetting you weren’t supposed to get caught. He didn’t seem to notice you right away; he was stuck in place.

“Trixi..? I haven’t seen you in years..” he says, his eyes wide. He even lets out a small chuckle, making sure to try to be polite and respectful. His eyes wander down your body, then back up to your eyes. “You look.. very lovely. Well, besides the fact that you broke into my lab.”

You immediately chuckle, checking him out a bit. “What does me breaking into your lab have to do with my looks?” You tease, laughing a little. You find yourself doing the same thing to him, looking at his body then back to his eyes. You even feel a bit happy to see him, despite the teasing.

He smiles at you, taking a step closer to you. “Seems the attitude never left, hm?” He chuckles. He’s enjoying seeing you again, taking your sight in as well. He’s interested in your outfits since you dressed a little differently than when you were a teenager. Not in a bad way, of course. You look better than when he last saw you.

He takes a seat on his chair at his desk, patting the seat next to him. You then sit next to him, his eyes wandering around your face.

You look the same, your hair and face at least. You really grew into your body as they say. He doesn’t look much different either, just a bit…taller. His jaw structure definitely got sharper, and his eyes are a little hardened. But it looks hot on him.

You chuckle after he had been staring for a bit longer than he would like. “You’re staring.” You state, just to tease him a bit. He chuckles at that, taking a chance to maybe flirt.

“How could I not? You look lovely.. absolutely stunning.” He says as his eyes wander back to his notebook. “Your eyes are very pretty, and you have a beautifully shaped body… not that that’s all I want, of course. You look really beautiful, that’s all.” He sighs, chuckling a bit.

You get slightly flustered at that, but you play it off nicely. Gotta keep up that stoic persona, hm? You laugh slightly. “I can say the same for you. You definitely grew up a bit...” you reply.

You always had a crush on him, maybe that’s why you took it the hardest when he left to move to piltover. But you never told him. You can feel that feeling you had as a kid rise in your heart a bit. The feeling of wanting to hold his hand and kiss him. That warm feeling in your cheeks or body whenever you spoke to him..

You even seem to admire him a bit, looking at his sharp jawline and his beautiful amber eyes. His eyes have always been a beautiful color, looking almost yellow. You often caught yourself staring into his eyes when you saw him. He was a cute kid, now he’s a handsome man. Really handsome.

You looked at the birthmark above his lips, the one you always thought made him look pretty. He looks really good. Then you do something that you never thought you’d do.

You kiss him gently, your hand finding its way to his cheek. He looks surprised, but the feeling of your lips on his isn’t unpleasant in the slightest. He hasn’t had touch or anyone’s lips on his in a while, so even the smallest; most innocent thing like a kiss is getting him excited. He isn’t one to get intimate with someone in his lab, but he can’t help it when it’s you.

He strokes your cheek gently, not wanting to stop. His face is more hardened than soft, he’s focusing on your lips on his. He’s enjoying this a lot. He moves his hands to your hips, pulling you from your seat and into his lap. He then pulls away from the kiss and looks up at you.

“You look.. so nice.” He utters, his voice slightly raspy. He’s enjoying your body on his lap, the way your ass presses against his member through his pants. He’s been lonely for a few years, he seems needy for at least something.

You look down at him, not knowing what to say. You do feel your face flushed, though. “My group is in the building, they could walk in any time.” You state. You can feel yourself getting kinda excited by this as well, so you feel conflicted.

He smirks slightly, the neediness in his voice evident. “Then be quiet, yeah..?” He mutters. You know he’s really excited, and he can sense you are as well. He just hopes you enjoy this. He’s gonna make sure you do.

You can feel his cock hard under your hips, his pale face is flushed a bit as well. He’s just waiting for you to make a rash move so he can continue. It’s making him feel a bit aggressive, like he wants to hurt you. But not in a bad way. He wants to fuck you until you’re begging him to stop. He wants you to enjoy being overstimulated, but he can’t do that if you don’t consent.

You finally nod, your hand gripping his belt and undoing it for him. “God, you’ve definitely grown.. we’ve both grown up a bit, hm?” He says, his voice slightly breathless. He seems almost nervous, but that’s not gonna stop him from feeling you.

He gets his pants down and his boxers down, his hands moving down to the button of your jeans. He looks you right in your eyes while he gets your pants down and off of your body. He’s gonna enjoy this as much as he can.

“Your body is beautiful.. and your face is so lovely, love.” He praises, pulling your body closer by your hips. His grip on your hips is tight, his nails almost digging into your hips.

You can’t lie to yourself, you definitely feel aroused by this. Your underwear is soaked just by a little praise and him actually wanting you. “You don’t look to bad yourself..” you mumble, your breathing slightly heavily.

“This isn’t a very appropriate way to have a reunion.” He whispers, grinding against your wet cunt teasingly. He has this smirk on his face, he’s starting to get cocky.

“You’re the one that pulled me into your lap.” You state while trying not to groan quietly. He reaches down, his fingers grazing your underwear. He looks up at you while feeling how soaked you’ve become, chuckling a little.

“You don’t have to be so cold with me, you can admit you like this.” He states, kissing your neck gently. He moves your undergarments to the side, holding your hips to hover over his hard shaft. His heart is beating fast, and so is yours. You can practically feel how much you want this by your panting.

You don’t say anything, but you do shift your weight onto his cock. He sinks into you slowly, a low groan escaping his mouth. “Oh, god..” he moans quietly, gasping a little. He hasn’t felt this in a while..

He grips your hips a bit tighter, moving you gently and slowly. No matter how much he wants to get rougher. “Jesus, Trixi.. you-.. oh my..” he can’t even form the correct words. He didn’t expect this to feel this good. You’re gasping slightly, struggling a little to adjust to him. You didn’t expect him to be as big as he is.

He’s getting so carried away, he barely notices. He’s really struggling. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this.. take it, for me. I need you to take me..” he gasps in ecstasy. He can’t focus on anything, his brain is only focused on you.

He starts to move you a bit rougher on his member, letting out groans. He barely hears the needy looks on your face and your whimpers when he shoves you down on his cock. He notices, and it helps him get off. The sounds of you feeling good and desperate because of him makes him feel like he’ll cum right then.

“Oh god, there you go.. that’s it..” He groans while looking up at you on his lap. You’re perfect, he almost fits you perfectly. his eyes are half-lidded while he stares up at you. He slips in and out of you perfectly as well, he can’t get enough. “That’s such a good girl.. just keep that up..” he gasps, his words almost coming out as whines. He feels like he’s getting close to cumming.

“C‘mon, I wanna hear that pretty mouth of yours speak.” He mumbles, his other hand stroking your cheek. You aren’t even sure if you can speak correctly right now. You’re in pure ecstasy, but you don’t wanna let that be known by your voice. He moves a bit faster, his hips meeting yours while his buck into you deeper.

You let out a loud moan at that, panting now and your eyes closing. “I- I can’t..” you gasp, your face flushed. You’ve always been so distant, so seeing you so worked up is making him feel so much more aroused. Jesus, your hair a mess and your skin covered in a thin layer of sweat is gonna set him off.

“Keep trying, dear.. keep trying to speak for me..” He drives himself deeper inside of you, feeling your walls clamp down on his cock. He lets out a small whimper at that feeling, cursing softly under his breath. He can’t handle all of this, he’ll finish soon if you don’t stop being this beautiful for him.

You’re so close to finishing, the edge of that sweet relief so close. Viktor can tell by how tense you are, and how much of a mess you’ve become. He moves a bit faster, now fully inside of you. His fingers move to your clit, rubbing over it lightly. He knows you’re sensitive.

“Finish for me, pretty girl.” He gasps as he plants gentle kisses on your neck. Oh god, he’s so hot. How is he so hot, yet so respectful? He’s perfect. He feels your back arch slightly, your walls clamping his cock perfectly as he continues to ram it inside of you. “That’s it. That’s my girl.” He mumbles.

He stares up at you, obviously close to cumming as well. You feel so perfect, he’s struggling not to overwhelm you with his words or his actions. He gasps, finishing right after you.

He wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into your neck and panting slightly. He doesn’t dare to speak yet. He doesn’t wanna ruin the mood with his words. He wants you to feel perfect.

He quickly kisses your lips, holding your cheek in his hand. Viktor’s hair is a mess, his cheeks are flushed, he looks as if he’s in love with you.. he looks so attractive. “Viktor.. you’re perfect.” You mumble as you bury your face into his neck.

He wraps his arms around you, pulling out and sitting up and starting to dress. He checks in on you while he gets dressed, and once he finishes getting dressed he kisses you everywhere. He kisses your neck, your cheeks, your whole face. He wants you to know you’re loved. He even offers to help you get dressed. He might be just as head-over-heels for you as he was when you were teenagers.

THE ENDDDDD

(I was lowkey rushing and I’m too tired to look back on this and correct anything that could be wrong with it. It is currently 3:14, I’M TOO TIRED FOR THIS😭)

[specialagentlokitty]

Lucifer (fox) x reader - the time of giving

For Fox Lucifer, could you do a Christmas one where Reader is a janitor and is upset because she can't afford to buy Christmas presents for her kids so Lucifer decided to drop a couple of checks in Reader's bag. - Anon💜

Sitting on a chair in an empty interrogation room, you felt tears brimming your eyes as you looked at your paycheck.

They had just been given out, and you were hoping for maybe a Christmas bonus or something would be handed out but apparently not.

You weren’t part of the police, you were just part of an external company who the police hired to come and clean the building.

Folding it up, you put it back into your pocket and ran a hand down your face.

The door opened and you quickly got up, grabbing your things.

“Oh, I wasn’t aware anybody was in here.”

“Sorry Mr Morningstar, that’s my fault. I’m just finished if you need this room.”

He looked at you as you walked past.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, of course.”

You gave him a weak smile and quickly ran off.

Lucifer furrowed his brows as he watched you leave.

He had seen you around, a lot of people enjoyed chatting to you. You were friendly, and helpful, and you kept anything the officers lost so they could have it back.

He hasn’t had much of a conversation with you before, but he knew that there was something wrong with you.

So he left the room, and made his way back to where he had come from.

“Detective.”

“Lucifer.”

Chloe looked up from what she was doing and he glanced down at the present she was wrapping.

“Is that for the spawn?” He asked.

“Lucifer does Trixie look like she would play with a toy truck?” She asked.

Lucifer shrugged a little bit.

“Maybe.”

Chloe groaned, rolling her eyes at him as she carried on wrapping the present.

“It’s for (Y/N)’s boy, every year we all come together and buy a few things for her twins.” She said.

“Who’s (Y/N)? Why haven’t I met her? Why do you buy her kids gifts why can’t she do it?”

Chloe glared at him, hitting his arm.

“Don’t be such an ass lucifer, not everybody can afford to buy presents. (Y/N) was in hospital a few years ago, she got shot protecting one of the uniformed officers downstairs, and since they we all try get her some stuff for the boys.”

“Okay, but who is she?”

“The cleaner? You talk to her everyday. How do you not know her name lucifer?!”

“I never asked!” He huffed.

He watched as they put a hamper of presents together for you, and he felt something bugging him about it.

The fact that you had this medical debt, and the force wouldn’t even clear it for you.

As he was walking around trying to think of something, he bumped into you again and you smiled at him slightly.

“See you later.” You said.

“Yes, have a good day.” He smiled.

He watched you leave, and noticed something fell out of your bag, and that’s when the idea hit him.

Quickly pulling something from his pocket, he slipped it into your book and jogged after you.

“(Y/N)!”

You turned around.

“You dropped this, here I’ll put it in your bag turn around.”

“Oh thanks.”

He put the book in your bag and zipped it up for you, and you waved at him before leaving.

Happy with himself, lucifer went back to find Chloe again.

When you got home, you paid your babysitter and set your bag on your bed before leaving your bedroom.

“Niko, Julian, come on snack time!”

The two boys came running through to the kitchen before climbing up at the table to sit down.

“Will you draw with us mommy?” Niko asked.

“Of course I will sweetie. Eat your snack first. Julian do you want to draw?”

The other boy shook his head.

“What do you want to do?”

“Trains.”

“Okay, well how about while we draw, you set your trains up and we’ll draw them, yeah?”

“Yeah!”

Laughing softly, you happily spent the rest of the afternoon with them until it was their bedtime, and you went to your room to read.

Grabbing your book, you opened it to pick up from where you left off and you notice a couple of things fall out.

“Oh my god…”

You looked at the cheques, and the sheer amount of money that was written on them.

Quickly grabbing your phone, you found the number for his club and called it, waiting for someone to answer.

“Oh, Mr Morningstar, I’m sorry to bother you I was wondering if we could talk?”

You listened to his reply.

“Yes, you can come to my apartment.”

Giving him your address, you got up to begin cleaning for when he arrived which didn’t take long.

He knocked on the door and you opened it, letting him in.

“Is everything alright? I assume you would have called the detective.” He said.

Then he grinned a little bit.

“Unless you wanted to see me.”

You laughed a little.

“Nothing like that, I actually have something for you.”

You walked to your coffee table and brought the two cheques back over to him.

“I think you lost these, I wanted to return them as soon as I found them.”

He looked at them and chuckled, shaking his head as he covered your hands with his, pushing them back towards you.

“You misunderstand love, they’re for you.”

“W..what..?”

Lucifer helped you sit down, and he sat next to you.

“The detective told me everything, how you struggle for money, and what happened a few years ago. Frankly it’s unacceptable, so this is enough money to clear your debt and give your spawn a good Christmas for a few years.”

Tears burned your eyes and you clenched your jaw a little as you shook your head.

“I.. thank you but I.. I can’t accept it..” you whispered.

“Why not? I don’t need it and you clearly do.”

You sighed.

Sniffling a little bit, you wiped your eyes, shaking your head again.

“I’m sorry.. I.. I can’t..”

Lucifer frowned.

“Is it not enough? I can give you more.”

“No! No…”

You took his cheque book from him and set it on the table, looking at him

You took a deep breath.

“Yes, okay. I need the money, but taking it now won’t change anything. I’m raising two boys on my own, I’m going to have things I can’t afford, and that’s okay. They’re happy, they’re healthy and that’s all I could ask for.”

“Yes, maybe so, but this can clear all of that.”

You heard footsteps and you turned around.

“Julian? What’s wrong sweetie?”

The boy padded over, climbing into your lap and rested his head on you.

“The monsters are back..”

Lucifer titled his head a little.

“The monsters?” He asked.

“They’re under the bed…”

You smiled softly, kissing his head.

“How about I’ll go check for monsters, and then afterwards we’ll put the Christmas tree up a little early, how’s that?” You asked.

Julian nodded his head and you sat him next to lucifer.

“You stay here with Mr Morningstar, he’s a friend.”

With that you got up and left the room and Lucifer looked at your son, watching as another came padding out to sit with his brother.

“You dress funnily.” Niko said.

“Well so do you, your shirt is backwards.”

Niko frowned, and he glared a little at lucifer.

“Santa won’t bring you present if you’re mean.”

“Is that so?”

The two boys nodded their heads quickly.

Niko got up, and he began to get his toys out and lucifer watched him.

“Why are there monsters under your bed?” He asked.

“Sometimes they just stay there… I’m scared they’ll hurt my mommy…” Julian whispered.

“Well, from what I heard your mother is a brave woman.”

Then an idea hit him.

If you wouldn’t accept his money, then instead he would do the boys what they wanted Santa to bring them.

Then he would buy the presents and bring them over for you a few days before Christmas.

It was a flawless plan and he was proud of himself for it, and he couldn’t wait to see the look of shock when you saw

[stitchwraith-stingers]

I would like to hear a FOP (or ANW) headcanon for any of your favorite female characters. Smiles

I WAS ABOUT TO GO TO BED.................. HNGHGNGGHNGHNGHNG UNLEASHES A PACK OF DOGS ON YOU (LOVENGLY)

trixie tang

her family is kinda confusing??? shes adopted, but then her father remarried so her step brothers are chad n tad but then he got divorced AGAIN and kept the twins custody

her father also implanted the idea of "everyone should give you attention because umm money i guess" whomp whomp

i imagine if she got out of her shell more and was like, ur typical kid shed be kinda snarky n cheeky.... elbowing u and jokenly insulting you type of deal

the zone outer... shes just like me where after 20 min of class shed just spontaiously start to not pay attention and forget... idk how to explain it like when everything just feels so light that thing

by the time middle school rolled around she started to slightly blend in more w the crowd cuz no one rlly cared much for the idea of popular kids that much, started to rebel against her father while doing that (intentionally picking less fashionable clothing when going outside by herself etc)

she still likes fashion though, its just a VERY minor interest

probably has a obscure webcomic with a patreon chloe carmicheal

she gives me horse girl vibes, if you show her mlp she will completely loose her shit

the lonley-er....... ppl found her kinda werid cuz of the fact she stayed at the top of her classes and so they just kinda speak to her weridly (<- projecting cuz this is somewhat happening to me idk whats their problem either)

has a horrible habit of impulse buying random nicknacks if let loose cuz she hasnt rlly thought about it

probably becomes rlly close friends w kevin!!!!! aj and chester look at her from afar like small ktitens being introducted to a whole home and looking all puffed up, sanjay and elmer are indifferent lmao

im going to be so honest chef she is probably going down a rlly happy jolly girl -> completely deranged and lost it if shes still staying w her helicopter parents

chronic liar for useless information, she can already do anything (litterly) so its like, why not, but also because if she shows she fucked up its like the world is ending next tuesday

probably watches a bunch of random movies

hazel wells

slaps roof of car this kid could hold so much anxiety and stress inside her

she has SLEEP PROBLEMS!!!! and probably has alot of nightmares... TERRIFYING!!!!

she just happens to know how to play the drums

she HATES strong smells, and is extremely sensitive to onion

hates eye contact..... dont stare at her like that

her main stim is rocking back and fourth, she could be doing is mindlessly in class and the kid in the back would constantly tell her to stop doing that, shes trying to stop doing it buttt its not working out too well for her

she also really likes those tangle stim toys....

i went more indepth abt her autistic traits here

the crane wives liker

therian!!!!!!! jackalope!!!!!!!!!

transgirl, her fathers a transman... twinning

idk where to put this but arospec lesbian cuz im also one yay

she can barely cook on her own, like yeah fries and noodles are just fine but pancakes and bacon are notttt going to go well

she has the most bizzare turn of hyperfixations, and its mostly of things ppl dont tihnk about, like one day she could wake up and go "hm yknow i saw a really cool chair the other day at walmart" and completely spiral

she NEEDS to let her emotions out!!!!! she bottles them up like she could be so pissed at someone and still just smile at them and go yep bye untill a certain point, she should punch a wall and scream i think, i would let her

she lived next to a mine back in the day and antony just showed her around n it all went downhill from there

yk the way ppl would bully autistic kids before they knew it like they went in such a specific way, that thing happened to her so she didnt really have friends, she and jasmine just clicked and were like "huh werid that never happened before" neurodivergent to neurodivergent communication

jasmine tran

i have a whole post for this thing so

INATTENTIVE ADHD!!!!! UNDIAGNOSED!!!!!!!EXECUTIVE DYSFUNCTION AND REJECTION SENSITIVE DYSPHORIA AND ATTENTION SPAN HELL

i also have the same thing going on so ik this is ooc but shes always slightly insecure abt showing what she likes, but she still does it anyway so its like an oxymoron...... if that makes sense

she also has just rlly bad memory in general, like the planets of the solar system, dont get her started on math

stays up wayy late at night so occasonally you will see her sleep in class

LOVES EYECONTACT!!!!!!!!!! SHE CANT SMILE WELL BUT SHE WILL DO IT ANYWAY!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT IF U TELL HER SHES SCARY SHE IS GOING TO HIDE IN HER ROOM FOR THE NEXT 6 DAYS

grew up with a family who loved to playfully make fun of eachother often but she just couldnt tell

was THIS close to being assigned a fairy untill fearless which was like the catalyst on why shed have one and then they dropped her case, however life can be dream and i still gave her one anyway

BITER! BITER! BITER! so much chewlery, and shes so used to this that when her grandma packed her lunches with metal cutlery instead she STILL has bitten the handle expencting it to be wooden but ends up shocking her teeth in the end, she also does it out of stress but thats not as common anymore

also has pica but i already made an indepth post abt it replying to you so

popular on pinterest, makes moodboard requests on tumblr

xenofiction liker, rip jasmine u wouldve loved selling neon wolf adopts for 10 points on deviantart

on that note, i know damn well she'd have the warrior cats art style, thats her one thing like the moment winn recognised the characters she turned tothem with a stone sfx you know the one, her fave characters r sorreltail n mothwing btw if u even care, she has secrelty made every kid at school she knows a character based off them in a story shes brainstorming

angela wells

had a godparent read my lore boy

had SUCH a hard time with depression and anxiety during her early kid years, she was such a wreck, and got better as she got into teenhood dw (unless you count the time she got postpartum depression)

also had codependancy problems regarding godparent mentioned above, hazel gets those from her whoops

is def ace but it hasnt rlly set in for her yet yk, like she knows abt how different she feels but shes just like meh whatever . shes 45

didnt have a bad relationship w her family, just didnt like to share her feelings w her family, which is what shes trying to not do

i think this was specified in canon? but she does notttt really know how kids work psychologically speaking... she read psychology books for older people when she was strating to recover slowly and bc she was like 13 she was like wow im so mature with how im handling this and might be accidently handling hazel the same treatment, but also bc she didnt rlly go in the field of specifically childrens psychology, she doesnt do it out of malicious intent it could just probably backfire on you in 5 years if that makes sense

probably also autistic . looks away

[ciaheyhimm]

Introduction to the Reichblr community! (Remake)

A year later...

Buonasera, Buongiorno or Buon pomeriggio (depending on the time of the day you're reading this post)!

It's nice to meet you all. My name is Beatrice, but I would prefer to be called Trixie or Tracy. I'm a 17 year old student whom has great expectations for the future as I would like to become a historian or a history teacher.

⬇️ Here are some informations about me ⬇️

[🤍] Yes, I'm Italian. I come from a very small town in the North of Italy.

[🖤] I'm a High School Student: I study languages and currently I know 4 of them which are Italian, English, Spanish and German. However, in the future, I would like to learn others as well.

[🤍] History is my cup of tea: it all started when I was a child thanks to my grandfather's books and my grandmother's stories. I began with a hyperfixation over the Ancient Roman period before I started getting curious over the WWII one during Middle School. I made my very first presentation to the class about some historical figures and then I graduated from Middle School by discussing about the Totalitarian Systems.

[🖤] Growing up, I bought books, many books (I love reading and it's one of my hobbies alongside drawing and writing). My studies were all focused on the Third Reich and it still is. I love learning about new intriguing facts, discussing about certain topics with my friends and make my own ideas. Despite my interest for Germany around that period, I don't agree with any of the ideologies of that time.

[🤍] The historical figures of the Third Reich whom I most give my attention to are: Reinhard Heydrich and Heinrich Himmler, but not only! I know it's a big common thing to see around here, but I'm really studying these two figures with particular interest because I need it to complete a book that I'm currently writing.

[🖤] Around late 2023 I began learning about the history of my country as well during WWII because I barely knew anything about it. In some ways, it's too much underrated and probably picked on without a clear motive. That's why I'm also here: I want to spread information about Fascist Italy and its most important figures.

[🤍] My favourite historical figures of Fascist Italy are: Italo Balbo, Galeazzo Ciano, Dino Grandi. These three are the complete opposites to one another but so interesting because their interactions are amazing, as they almost come out from a drama fiction (not kidding).

[🖤] I'm a roleplayer and this helped me a lot with the intention of writing a book as I feel much more confidence to gather my ideas and create something unique not only for me, but also for you.

[🤍] I'm a huge soccer/football fan: my favourite team is Juventus (idk, I thought it was a funny thing to add).

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I think that was all for now, if I have something more to add I'll make sure to modify this post.

My DMs are always open if you want to get to know me a little bit more. Otherwise, send me a friend request on Discord: vlahovicciana

If you have a question to ask me, make sure to send them anonymously or simply comment this post! 🤍🖤

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[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Michael hutchience , Paula Yates and peaches Geldof

Started her career in the industry the music industry, the media and such places like that, a during this time, she would meet Bob Geldof Bob Bob that did live aid that Bob, they had three children together, Trixie, peaches and pixie, amazing, unique fun unique names she got with him when she was very young so she hadn’t experienced a lot of life yet but during this time she would obviously meet a lot of interesting people and people from all around the world and in the music industry , make friends , acquaintances and was built for this kind of life she enjoyed it and she was happy free spirited that kind of woman didn’t want to be held down. She loved her children. Yes but things must’ve been hard for her because she can’t of loved Bob anymore , I hear that she was really bashed at the time when she got with Michael of INXS 🧚🏼🧚🏼🧚🏼, on the big breakfast and you can see the appearance and they were all over each other. I wasn’t a massive fan of Paula and to be honest she is before my time because in the 90s I was a child she interviewed a lot of people and had really strong chemistry it was it was whirlwind romance 💕.

She conceived rather quickly, during this time Bob was not very happy about their romance, and she was going through the process of leaving him and being with Michael properly, her children in toe because obviously he’s from Australia so she had to take her children out of the, because Bob and his connections, she ended up being a single mother, in the 90s was a massive thing, and she was leaving saint bob ,,, so she was made to be vilified, unlike these two men who she was between, he ended up getting full custody of the children, however, in 1997 he ended up dying of a hanging which people say was done by the Masons which Bob was part of, other people say it was a auto fixation,  and then in 2000 she ended up dying of a heroin overdose, she was broken after that point and the pain was over, she lost a battle was trying to get her children, and then Bob gets custody of their child Michael and Paul is it just all seems a bit weird to me, and in 2014 , she died of a heroin overdose. I remember it happening. I remember the time I remember all of it and feeling so sad because nobody knew what happened but I did. I just started at the time a year previously or maybe just under , and I remember hearing stuff to do with her and knowing that she was a bit of a party girl and it was sad because she only just had two young , not even her youngest was two , and the youngest one was in the house with her, the heroine was 60% pure, and they found a lot of the stuff in the house. I think the husband had obviously hid a lot of the paraphernalia when he got home and found her.

He was out with the other child, The other child, been seen earlier a week earlier event, doing what she usually does, she used to go to a lot of fashion shows with her sister do, just think it weird how all of their deaths, and the fact that Bob got custody and adopts and child and he’s seen as Saint Bob. Rest in peace rest in power., Paula, Michael and peaches .

Jesus not Jesus, but Jesus was a Pisces Pisces I’m leavingin., peaches was a Pisces, but she had a gemini moon and a gemini Mars, her 8th house, which is funny because Paula is a Scorpio moon and Scorpio is obviously the eighth house🏠, peaches is a libra rising, her mother is a Taurus, which is Venus, making it hard chart ruler .📐  Paula is a their charts have a lot  t of oppositions, oppositions and oppositions, you have it with a parent makes you very very, because they’re mutable it might not serve been, as I have with my mother that fixed or cardinal, it’s Sagittarius and Gemini, Paul is Petra ruler is her Jupiter and Sagittarius no wonder she had such a love meeting people and going to social gatherings and being the life, also pleasure of the world and all types of way, using it, using drugs, trying different cultures I mean her man who is from another country that is very Sagittarius.♐️ peaches chart ruler? Is her Pisces Venus both rolled by the Jupiter planet in traditional astrology., and both love pleasure and drugs, and all sorts of that, but they both had other coaches that they loved to look into,

Looking at Michael’s chart, I get it I get why he was there so he’s a Scorpio moon 🌙 and when you’re a Scorpio 🌑 you don’t often meet of a Scorpio means I swear, there is so much, they actually are and he’s an Aquarius SUN, practically a Sagittarius of all that. no doubt these two are soulmates. He’s Venus was in Sagittarius which is how he likes his women and her chart is Sagittarius ruled., because she’s a rising rolling planet is Saturn which is in the 12th hour with his mercury and Mars, giving a pisceian and effect this is where the addiction came and play, it is a very feminine man which I think she was probably attracted to strong women  Often attracted to Well a certain type are. and then that Venus in Sagittarius making him the biggest ladies man ever. 

[incorrectmlpstudentsixquotes]

Cozy Glow: Oh my god!! You fucking traitor!!

Luster Dawn: Oh come on, Cozy. It’s not that bad.

Cozy Glow: Not that bad?! I can’t believe I ever trusted you!

Luster Dawn: Coze, seriously, this changes nothing!

Cozy Glow: This changes absolutely everything!

Sandbar: Hey girls, what’s uh… what’s going on? I heard some yelling?

Cozy Glow: What’s going on is that Luster has no fucking loyalty!

Luster Dawn: Don’t listen to her, she’s overreacting.

Cozy Glow: I’m overrea-?! Okay, alright, I’m overreacting. I walked in here and do you want to know what I heard her listening to?

Sandbar: …. No…

Cozy Glow: Neon. Lights.

Sandbar: (betrayed gasp)

Luster Dawn: Okay, seriously, not you too!

Sandbar: This is a serious offense, Luster! We are the three Ponyville natives in this house. We are Eastside until we die!

Cozy Glow: Abso-fucking-lutely. Then we’re even Eastside after that!

Sandbar: (hoofbumps Cozy) Hell yeah.

Luster Dawn: Look, I have as much hometown pride as you two, but seriously? It’s just music!

Sandbar: Did she just say it’s just music?

Cozy Glow: Holy shit, do not fuck around and make me give you the Ocellus Special!

Ocellus: (pulling out headphones) Hm? Did someone say my name?

Luster Dawn: It’s nothing, Ocellus, Cozy was just making a veiled threat that she’s gonna stab me in the chest and tag the walls with my blood.

Ocellus: Oh, is it Thursday already?

Cozy Glow: What are you listening to? I need to make sure everybody else in this house isn’t a traitor!

Ocellus: ……… Vinyl Scratch. DJ Pon3. Eastside for life. Fuck Neon.

Cozy Glow: HAHA!! I fucking knew it!!

Luster Dawn: Ocellus, I know for a goddamn fact that you are playing twelve hours of brown noise over there.

Ocellus: First of all, how dare you?

Swift Foot: I swear, you are all children. Why don’t you listen to something that will actually help you later in life? Like Beethoven or Mozart?

Cozy Glow: Shut the fuck up, Grandma! No one asked your Caligula ass anyway.

Swift Foot: Why do you know what Caligula is…?

Gallus: Guys, guys, can we calm down? Everyone has different tastes in music. That’s perfectly okay!

Cozy Glow: Oh, of course you’d fucking say that, Gallus. I watched you train for 30 fucking minutes yesterday listening to the clean version of the Top 40 playlist!

Gallus: It is a curated playlist, I didn’t create it and pop is super easy to exercise to- I DIDN’T FUCKING PICK THE CLEAN VERSION-!!

(General chaos and cacophony)

Trixie: Hmph. Children. (puts in her headphones playing death metal)

[nik-840]

Lucifer x Gn Reader

Description: The reader is an Angle that used to be Lucifer's lover. However due to God intervening the couple no longer remember each other

Word Count: 2,620

Long ago just before the great war, God created a string of new Angels, just a handful. They were unrelated to God’s other children. They were created by him, yes but they were not children of the Goddes or children at all really. They were meant to be soldiers and soldiers only. But there is always a calm before a storm and in this calm two angels fell in love, the light bringer and his favorite star.

God could see everything or just about everything. He could see how Lucifer’s love for you overshadowed everything else. He saw that this would lead to Lucifer’s ultimate betrayal. If only he could see how his actions played a role in all this.

God decides to kick you out of heaven technically making you the first to fall. Except you didn't go to hell, you fell to earth lost and confused. This is the final straw for Lucifer and the war is waged. Once it's over the memory of Lucifer’s lover is erased from the minds of everyone who knew them. 

When you fell you lost your wings and with them, went your ability to remember not just the days in Eden but also the lifetimes spent walking the Earth alone. You wander for millennials never quite sure what's missing until you find him again in a city called Los Angeles.

The memories don’t come back for either of you when you find him again. But you become close and you just hold on to him. It doesn’t take long for you to realize you are in love with him but he was occupied with Chole. You didn’t want to say that you hated Chole but you strongly disliked her.

It had been a month or so since Lucifer revealed the truth to her. She was a wreck and ran off to Europe. She hadn’t even been back for a week and you had already noticed how it was affecting Lucifer. He was in more distress now than he had been the whole time she was gone. You were already tired of her. Lucifer would never say anything about it; he's too worried about her opinion of him. You on the other hand couldn't give two shits what she thought of you. You had a bone to pick with her so you showed up on her doorstep. 

“What the fuck is your problem?!” She looked completely dismayed.

“Excuse me?”

“You've been treating Lucifer like shit since you got back from your stupid trip.” She stuttered for a while trying to come up with a good reason. “Don't lie Decker you ran off to Europe for space or whatever. But now you're back and you're acting like he's harmed you.” 

“I've been going through a lot this isn't easy for me. Would it make me crazy if I was scared of him? I mean Lucifer, he's dangerous.”

“ Of course, he’s fucking dangerous he's the devil who cares?”

“What?”

“You're not the only human who's in on the secret Chloe but you are the only one who reacted like this. I've known for way longer than you and I've never been scared and it's not because I'm blind to the fact that he could hurt me or others. I'm not scared because he's never given me a reason to be. I know he won't hurt me because all he's ever done is protect me and you for that matter. He's powerful but I know he would never hurt an innocent person. Being scared of him might not make you crazy but it definitely makes you weak.”

All she does is stare and stutter as tears start to build up in her eyes. 

“Listen you need to get your shit together or break it off. Pretending that you care while you won't let Trixie see Maze and jump when Lucifer touches you is just sick. Make a decision or I’ll make it for you.”

You weren't waiting on a response so you just walked off and got in your car you had nothing else to say to Chole Decker. Plus there was someone who needed your attention back at Lux. When you get there the first person you see is Maze whose apparently been looking for you. 

“Where’ve you been all night your missing the party.”

 “Oh you know just out I had to make a stop off on my way here.”

 “Oh?” She looked mildly interested hoping it was something exciting. 

 “Yeah, nothing interesting I just had to talk to someone. Don't worry about that where’s Lucifer?” 

“He's upstairs sulking that's all he does these days.” She’s annoyed she and lucifer are dealing with Chole’s bullshit very differently, she doesn't understand him. You head upstairs and there he is, sitting at the piano playing some melancholy tune you don't recognize. You pour a drink for the both of you and set his down on the piano. You sit with him listening as the song flows out from the piano. You lean your head on his shoulder when the song ends and slide his drink just a bit closer to him. 

“Drink, Luci?”

 “Thank you.”

“You look a mess.”

“Why thank you Y/N as charming as ever.”

“Seriously though I know things have been rough lately but playing sad piano in the dark and not changing your clothes for days will not help. I'm not saying you have to go party I’m not even saying you have to leave your room. I’m just saying maybe take a shower.” He's about to say something stupid to get you off his back. “Listen if you shower ill do everything else, get you ready for bed, comb your hair, I’ll even pick out your suit for tomorrow, ok just shower you smell.”

He doesn't even say anything, just gets up and heads towards the bedroom slowly stripping. 

In his closet, you go through his wardrobe and pick out a suit for him. But not just any suit, it was your favorite. Something about Lucifer in this was just top-notch. When you're done with that you get everything ready for bed 

You sit at the edge of his bed waiting. You scroll through Twitter, TikTok, and then Tumblr. You were pretty sure he was just standing under the water but that’s ok 

When he comes out he’s wearing just a pair of skin-tight black boxers. He collapses into bed beside you. You move so you’re sitting next to his head and run your fingers through his hair.

“I bet that feels better.”

“Thank you.” He says as he moves his head to rest on your lap. 

“Oh don't get all mushy on me, Luci.”

“No I’m serious, Thank you.” 

“Whatever.” You run your fingers through his hair and scratch his head till he goes to sleep. You usually only slept over at the penthouse when Lucifer thought you weren’t able to get home safely. But you didn’t feel like going home today, not when you had Lucifer on your lap snoring softly plus it was like two in the morning. So you shifted around getting comfortable and Lucifer just followed your body heat while grumbling. 

When you wake up again it’s to a phone call from your best friend and roommate. You immediately realize your mistake. You get out of bed as quickly as possible without waking Lucifer. You answer the phone on the other.

“Before you start I'm sorry I didn't mean to sleep over or to fall asleep without checking in.”

“Mhm hmm, you always say the same thing I figured you were with him so I texted maze and she confirmed. That's not why I called.”

“Oh ok, what's up then?”

“You tell me I thought you said you weren't going to sleep over there anymore because it made you feel like you two were closer than you are.”

“I know what I said It's just he was so sad and I couldn't leave him like that.”

“Y/n-”

“Don't! I know what you're going to say ‘it's not my job to take care of him, especially not when it comes at the cost of my peace. But I'm not at peace when he's sad, I just want so desperately for him to be happy.” There's a beat of silence as you think. “I could let him go if that's what it took but she treats him like shit. I know I probably just sound like some jealous idiot but he spends so much time worrying about if she'll turn her back on him and he deserves so much more than that.”

“I understand just remember to take care of yourself too. And text me when you're not coming home asshole.” You laugh for a moment thankful for the change in conversation. 

“Again I'm sorry and I will next time I promise. I'll see you later.” You say your goodbyes and hang up.

You take a couple of deep breaths before heading back upstairs to find Lucifer awake in bed.

“Where did you run off to?” He asks just as you step into the bedroom. 

“Just downstairs I had to take a call and I didn't want to wake you.” You sit at the end of the bed. “Anyway, what do you want to do today? We could be responsible adults and do something productive or we could get high out if our minds order food and watch Alice in Wonderland.” You start smirking before you even finish the sentence knowing exactly which option he's going to choose.

After the first blunt, you were starting to feel it and words started falling out of your mouth.

“You know that I care about you right? You, Maze, and Ash are all I have all I've ever had.” You don’t know why you asked him that because you didn't even let him answer you just started the movie you pulled up before. 

You honestly don't remember watching the movie. It felt like you blinked and then the credits were rolling. It didn't matter though you and Lucifer had split two blunts and you felt amazing. At some point, Maze showed up and she and Lucifer continued to smoke long after you had tapped out. The day was blissful for obvious reasons you even remembered to text your roommate before you passed out on the couch. 

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You guessed that something changed between Chole and Lucifer because he was back to going on cases with her. You hoped that she finally pulled her head out of her ass but you for some reason doubted that. You had gotten out of work early and just went back to your apartment to hang with your roommate. You guys had started a show together about a week ago and then you both got super busy. You had gotten through a couple of episodes when you got an SOS from Maze. Chole had fucked up big this time though you couldn’t imagine what could possibly be worse than the way she had already been acting. Nothing could have prepared you for what you found out.

He didn't even yell, he just explained what happened while sipping on his drink. You could tell he was a few drinks in and he looked a mess. You could see why though. Chole had been going behind his back working with a priest if you could even call him that. She had intended on banishing Lucifer back to hell. The betrayal was truly unbelievable. You didn’t know you had to comfort what could you say that could ease that kind of pain? You guessed you would just love him through it. Through all of it. 

Eventually, Lucifer gets bored of drinking and just goes to bed you didn’t want to leave so you just go sleep on the couch. The next morning you woke up and made Lucifer breakfast in bed you just wanted to remind him that he was deserving of love. He had barely spoken since he woke but just as he finishes eating he asks you a question. 

“Why did you stay?”

“What do you mean?”

“After you saw my face.”

“I don't know I guess I've spent my whole life alone and empty. When we met I felt that for the first time in my life I wasn't alone. So losing that over you being exactly who you said you were just felt stupid.”

“But what about me makes you feel that way? Why me?”

“I don’t know Luci, does it matter? All I know is that you make me feel warm and safe.”

“I make you feel safe?”

“I mean yeah are you surprised all you've done since we met is take care of me and encourage me to do the same for myself?”

He just stares at you sort of shellshocked which is so confusing to you because what did he think was happening here? Did he genuinely think that this entire time you were scared of him deep down? How could he think that? How could you be scared of this man you loved him with every fiber of your being. The thought brought you so much pain you just pulled him closer from where he was sitting on the bed. He was basically sitting in your lap now and you held him tight to your chest and he curled up to you.

You lean down and kiss the top of his head. You get that feeling that you sometimes get when you are with him. A strange sense of deja vu like you've done this before comforted him, held him close, kissed him. Sometimes you get these flashes almost like memories but they always disappear before you can fully understand what they are. You always just hold Lucifer a little tighter in those moments. 

At some point, Lucifer crawls out of your lap and puts on a random movie for the two of you to watch. Neither of you is really paying attention though. You feel his eyes on you for a while before you say anything. 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He doesn’t say anything, he looks at you and makes eye contact before slowly leaning in. After a moment of thought, you lean in too. The kiss isn’t much just a soft press of lips but the feeling that runs through you forcing a gasp from your lips.

Memories flood into your mind so quickly that you can’t even decipher them. Tears start to flow from your eyes. Lucifer is stunned and confused but then shock falls over his face and calls your name. 

“You… you have wings.” You just stare at him as you try to sort through the memories. It seems that Lucifer’s memory begins to come back as well. 

He reaches out to cup you’re face and runs his thumb over your cheek. His old name falls off your lips “Samael.” The name makes him uncomfortable and he expresses that much to you asking you to just call him Lucifer. You lean in again and kiss his cheek and whisper “Of course, my love.” This immediately brings back the tenderness of the moment. 

The memories of before wrap around you like a warm well-loved blanket. All you want is to be as close to him as possible. All the centuries spent apart so cold and alone you just needed to keep him close. You pull him into another kiss and your wings wrap around him pulling him as close as possible. He chuckled “Missed me did you?” He said it as a joke but you knew he wanted a real answer. 

“Every day Lucifer. Every day even when I couldn’t remember.”

[thatpunkmaximoff]

[Book One of...]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 2 out of 5

Oh my goodness! This was such a fun, fluffy read that includes great body and sex positivity! Seriously, more authors need to include plus-size women.

Beatrix/Trixie is such a great character. I loved the idea of the hot football player/best friend falling in love with the girl whose body is not what everyone approves of. I loved watching her be comfortable in her own skin, even if she spent years finding that peace, and then facing down high school bullies before watching their own lives unravel. Ugh. So fun!

Chris is such a horndog for Trixie, but he’s a respectful horndog. You’re gonna love him. Trust me. And don’t even get me started on Chris’s family! They were all such great additions, and I can’t wait to for the next Kingman to fall in love.

* Luke Skycocker 😂 That’s a great name for a rooster.

* I love that this football player is pining after the plus-size girl. This is gonna be so cute!

* The mom sends her sex toys. What even.. 😂

* Awww. Does everyone know about Chris’s crush? lol.

* Lmao. Even the dad ships them! He wants Trixie as a daughter-in-law, for sure.

* Ugh. I hate mean girls. It’s been ten years! Grow the fuck up.

* Oohhhh. She said he was her boyfriend. Let the fake dating begin 🤗

* God. Chris is so fucking corny lol. These innuendos are hilarious.

* Ugh. Creepy Karter. Someone kick his ass, please.

* Her fucking mom telling her to use lots of line because she’s sure Chris is large. Oh my god 😂 and that she’ll be sending them something fun. I can’t wait to see what it is.

* The kiss cam! I can’t stop smiling. Oh my god. He needs to confess his feelings asap!

* Cowgirl 👀

* He told her about his feelings! Oh my god, yes!

* Luke Skycocker tried being a little cockblock lmao. Chris was not having it.

* A tentacle vibrator? Trixie’s mom sends the most interesting toys 😂 and oh my god, Chris finding the stash is hilarious.

* GOYKATTDLAGG - I’m ashamed to say I immediately knew what that was 😅

* Holy shit… Chris and all his suppressed horndog feelings really let go, huh. Damn.

* Ugh. Why do I get the feeling the press is gonna find out about Trixie’s mom’s pornstar past? 😒

* Rachel is a cunt. What does she have planned 😬

* Goddamn. In the locker room, Chris? Now I’m all hot and bothered 🥵

* “We spent the last two and half days dressing up, probably acting like our lives are better than they are, because we want our high school classmates to think we’re cool. Hell, I even asked my best friend if he would be my fake date just to show you I wasn’t just a sad, nerdy chicken lady. But if I hadn’t, I would never have found out that I loved him.” // “Or that I loved her. I have for a long time. Since high school, in fact.”

* wtf did Anthony do?! Did they record Chris and Trixie having sex?! You can’t cut to a week later like that and not let me know!!!

* I fucking knew it! Ugh. Please handle it appropriately and make those responsible pay!!

* I love the Kingman family so, so much!

* She asked him to marry her!!! And he already had a ring!!!

* They’re all so happy and Rachel got what she deserved. Dumb bitch lol.

[lithium80writer]

Bad Things (Eddie Munson Short Story)

⚠️Warnings: Explicit sexual content. MINORS DNI. Toxic relationship. Drugs. Angst.⚠️

Summary: Modern AU. Rockstar Eddie. Nova Gray is a pop star and the on again/off again girlfriend of rockstar Eddie Munson. Both of them are at the height of their career. Fame and trouble follow these two everywhere they go. They both know they are no good for each other but can they stay away? Just a heads up that this will not be typical sweet Eddie. He's kind of an asshole. But a hot one.

Characters and intro, Chapter one

Chapter Two: Eddie Fucking Munson

****Don't matter what you say. Don't matter what you do. I only wanna do bad things to you..****

Nova's POV

You had an interview today which you were dreading already. Rebecca White was one of the most nosy people in the industry and you already knew her questions would consist of nothing but Eddie Munson.

"You're gonna do great, babe." Max says gently as he kisses your cheek. You give him a half smile as you grab your purse and sling it over your shoulder. "Fuck.. where's my phone? I'm gonna be late." you groan as you flip the blanket on your bed searching for it.

You hear it ringing in the distance and Max makes it there before you. You see Eddie's face on the screen and Max's turns to you, his eyes full of questions.

"The performance at the VMA's is soon. I'm sure that's what it's about." you lie as you take your phone. Though broken up, you and Eddie still had to perform your duet together in a few days. That should be fun.

"Yeah, I'm sure... Call me when you're done with the interview. Maybe we can grab lunch somewhere?" Max calls as you head for the door.

"Sure!" you call back slamming the door behind you. You run to the elevator as your phone continues to ring. "Hello?" you answer the phone in a rush.

"Hey Princess."

God, his voice makes me melt.

"I don't have time to talk, Eddie. I'm in a hurry." you say quickly as push open the doors to the outside world. You see your driver parked and waiting for you.

"How's my favorite girl?" he continues anyways as you slide in the backseat of the car.

"When did I become your favorite over Stacie, or Jessica, or what was the bendy one's name... oh yeah... Trixie?" you snap.

"You're stressed. What's going on... hey, no teeth.." he mumbles.

"Are you seriously getting your dick sucked while you're calling me? Fuck you, Eddie!"

"Oh come on, you're the only one I let use teeth..."

You hang up the phone and lean back against the seat with a sigh. He's literally impossible.

Why does everything in me want to tell the driver to head there instead? Why am I always craving him?

You grab your phone again flipping through your contacts.

"I fucking hate him." you say as soon as she picks up and Chloe snorts.

"No you don't. But I've told you a thousand times, come to the dark side, baby. We have so much fun." she teases.

Chloe Monroe. My only true friend in this industry. Proud lesbian and hater of most of the male species.

"I do. He's such an asshole." you groan and she sighs deeply.

"So you're trying to decide if you should go fuck him or not." she states bluntly.

"What? No!" you protest. "Shit... maybe. I miss him." you mumble.

"Suck it up, baby. You need to go to this interview and then you need to go home to your sweet hunk of a man." Chloe says sternly.

"You're right. I know you're right."

"I'm always right. But if you do go, tell me all the filthy details later." she giggles and you just roll your eyes.

"I love you. Gotta go."

"Love you!"

Your driver meets your eyes through the mirror and shakes his head with a laugh.

"You do keep an old man like me entertained." Sal laughs and you can't help but give him a smile. He pulls up in front of the building and you take a deep breath before slipping out of the car.

I can do this. Just talk about my music. Stay focused.

The fact that it's filmed in front of a live audience wasn't helping your stress level. This was your first interview since your breakup six months ago. People wanted to know what happened. Everyone wanted to know the dirty details of your life as if it wasn't breaking your heart into pieces.

These people didn't care about you. They just wanted information. It was just the business.

You made your way to hair and makeup. The guy who tended to you was a sweetheart. He kept the conversation light and focused on getting you perfect for the camera.

And then came Rebecca.

"Nova! You look incredible!" she gushes as you stand up from the chair. You give her the fakest of smiles as she pulls you in for a hug.

"Thank you. So do you." you reply sweetly. "So I just wanted to make sure we were clear on the topics..."

"I know, dear. No talk of that handsome boy of yours... is he still yours?"

Fuck this shit.

"Rebecca, with all due respect, I don't have to do this interview."

"I'm only kidding. I received a list of all the off-topic things before the show. No Munson. No diets. No Max? Such a shame.. he's a cutie." she chatters.

"Are we clear?" you say shortly.

"I'll see you soon." she disappears swiftly and you feel even more nervous than before.

You quickly dial your manager and she answers immediately.

"You can't back out."

"She's gonna spend the entire interview talking about the breakup. I can already tell." you argue.

"Nova, you need this. You need to get back out there. You need to talk about your new album. You need to show them he didn't destroy you." Lisa pushes back.

You pause for a second weighing your options. She's gonna eat me alive.

"Put your big girl panties on. Those sexy ones, with the little bow." Lisa chuckles.

You exhale deeply and tell her you'll call her after.

Here we fucking go.

You walk out on the stage and the crowd begins with their clapping and cheers. You look out and give them all a wave as you plaster a smile on your face.

You see Rebecca seated in her chair as you make your way across the stage. She stands and greets you before you take your place across from her.

The questions start simple. "How have you been?" "What new projects are you working on?"

She lets you talk about your new album which makes you feel excited and a little more relaxed. Maybe she won't bring him up.

"Nova will be performing a song from her upcoming album for the first time for all of you!" Rebecca cheers. The crowd is filled with excitement as you make your way to the side of the stage.

The lights dim and you take the mic in your hand.

"Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

If I shall die before I 'wake

I pray the Lord my soul to take."

You speak the first verse slowly. You close your eyes and shut out the people around you. You feel the music running through your veins as you begin to sing.

"I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life.

I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.

They talk shit, but I love it every time.

And I realize..

I've tasted blood and it is sweet.

I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet.

I've trusted lies and trusted men.

Broke down and put myself back together again.

Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters.

Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger.

I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers

And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors.

"Come on, little lady, give us a smile"

No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about.

I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for

A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing.

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life

I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind

They talk shit, but I love it every time

And I realize..

I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night.

That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night.

No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth.

And Imma let you speak if you just let me breathe.

I've been polite, but won't be caught dead.

Lettin' a man tell me what I should do in my bed.

Keep my exes in check in my basement,

'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacent.

I could play nice or I could be a bully.

I'm tired and angry, but somebody should be.."

You lose yourself in your song as you perform. Fuck, I missed this.

"Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware.

But I'd rather be a real nightmare than die unaware, yeah.

Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware.

But I'm glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers..."

You finish the song softly.

"I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night.

That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night."

The crowd cheers wildly as the lights brighten. You smile and give your lip a little bite. They liked it.

You start to feel a new confidence. One that's been missing these past few months. Maybe Lisa was right. This was needed.

You take your seat again across from Rebecca who praises you dramatically. She's so fake. Her personality and her entire face. It's not my business.. I'm just saying. You wouldn't recognize her if you had met her 5 years ago.

"Dark and dramatic and sexy all at once. I love it!" she purrs.

You give her a smile and thank her before glancing at the clock. It's almost over.

"Now.. a question we've all been wondering.."

Don't do it.

Your smile immediately fades.

"What happened between you and Eddie Munson? Everyone thought the two of you would be together forever. Well maybe not forever.. this is the fourth time you guys have split? The last one was pretty nasty." she flings the words out before you can even process.

This bitch. I can't overreact. It's a taping but there are people here, fans. She knows what she's doing.

There are murmurs throughout the crowd.

Calm down, Nova. Breathe.

"I like to keep some things private. My romantic life being one of them. I hope everyone here can understand that." you repeat the rehearsed lines Lisa fed to you before the show.

"Well I wouldn't call getting into a fight in a bar in front of one hundred people very private... what started that? Did he cheat?" she lowers her voice on the last word as if everyone in the room can't hear your conversation.

"Rebecca, I was in this industry before Eddie. I am an artist. My entire life doesn't revolve around Eddie fucking Munson." you spit the last words and Rebecca does a dramatic gasp.

Shit.

"I think this interview is done." you quickly make your way off the stage.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

You call Sal and rush down the stairs. The paparazzi is waiting for you as you open the doors.

"Nova! Over here!" Shouts and screams surround you as the flashes blind your eyes. Sal quickly makes his way to you and helps you into the car.

He pulls off quickly as your tears begin to fall.

"Home, Ms. Gray?"

"No... I.. can you take me to see him?" you sniffle.

Sal nods and turns down the familiar street. He slowly comes to a stop in front of the apartment building.

"Want me to wait?" Sal asks as you open the door to leave.

"No. Thank you, Sal." you say before shutting the door behind you.

You walk in and the security guard gives you a nod as he lets you past him. You slip in the elevator and chew your lip as you watch the floor numbers rise.

You reach his floor and stand in front of his door. Your phone goes off in your pocket.

Max: Any requests for lunch or you want me to pick?

Fuck.

The door opens and you look up to see his dark brown eyes. A shit eating grin on his face.

"Hello, sweetheart."

*A/N: lyrics from Halsey's song Nightmare

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[waitingandwishing]

(Cross posted on Wattpad and AO3)

~Now I wanna be yours~

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The soft pour of rain pattered against the living room window. It comforted Trixie as she scrolled on her phone, chuckling at whatever she was looking at before a text message interrupted her doom scrolling.

Miguel: Heyyy So… Can you come outside? Please She frowned at the weird message before grabbing an umbrella. Trixie trudged outside to see the rain was still pouring down hard. She spotted Miguel looking around with an umbrella of his own as well as a bag of… Something?

“Miguel?” Trixie called and Miguel snapped his head to where Trixie stood.

“Trixie! Um, I-I… Well, I guess I’ll just give it to you.” He said, handing her the bag with a bashful look on his face.

Trixie looked into it and smiled as she saw the tub of bubblegum ice cream and… A Dahlia Apple Blossom bouquet. “Thank you, Miguel.” She grinned, “These are… Really pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you.” Miguel complimented and Trixie looked away with a red face and a swarm of butterflies in her stomach.

“Is this your way of apologizing?” Trixie asked, looking back at him. Now it was Miguel’s turn to look away.

“Well… It’s one way.” He said, look straight into her eyes with a sigh, “Look, I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend or friend to you in the past. In fact, I’ve been horrible. A jerk and an idiot to ever let someone like me hurt someone as amazing as you.” 

Miguel dropped his umbrella on the ground to take both of her hands. “I’m sorry, I really am and you don’t have to forgive me because I know you always will. I shouldn’t be forgiven at all in fact. I don’t deserve someone like you, I know.”

Trixie felt her face warm as Miguel clutched her hands desperately. “And I’m not here to grovel or beg to get you back because you have no right to watch me do that. I just… I just want a chance to redeem myself because I was such a pussy.” He confessed. Rain started to seep into his hoodie and drip down his hair onto his face. “It’s okay if you say no, it’s your choice… It’s the least I could give you after all.”

“Thank you, Miguel. I… Really appreciate that.” Trixie’s heart burned and her stomach fluttered as she brushed his wet hair out of his face with a small smile, eyes flickering down to his lips. “Did you do this because you knew it’d remind me of a rom-com? Because it sure feels like one.”

“I-I know, I know, it’s kind of cheesy. But, y’know, usually they makeup and kiss at the end.” He said before adding, “Only- Only if you want to that is- That was kind of stupid for me to say- I don’t even-”

Trixie interrupted him by placing a hand on his mouth. “Well, one thing you should know about me is that sometimes rom-coms make me a bit angry.” She told him, lifting her umbrella to allow him under with her, “I’ll forgive you, but I won’t forget. Unlike the movies, you’ve gotta work for it… I can’t let what happened happen again.”

The guilt of breaking Trixie’s heart felt like a weight that clung to Miguel’s chest, heavy and constant. Knowing he’s the reason for her hurt, her quiet moments of sadness. ‘I’ve never seen my sister cry like that in my life’ Patrick’s voice echoed in his head.

Miguel swallowed, “I promise, I’ll try. No, I… I will. I’ll… I’ll be good enough for you.” He said.

Trixie smiled, cupping his face, “You don’t have to put me on a pedestal, y’know? We’ve both made mistakes.” She said quietly before pulling away, “I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

“Well, I suppose tomorrow’s my trial?” He asked with a grin and Trixie rolled her eyes.

“We’ll see. But I’m not gonna track your points for you, Diaz.” She said before ruffling his damp hair, “Also, you’re soaking wet.”

“Oh, right.” Miguel seemed to mentally face-palm as he picked up his umbrella from the ground, “I’ll… See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see ya.” Trixie said with a slight flutter in her stomach as she went back inside with the bag of gifts.

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“What's up, Miguel?" A random guy greeted, high fiving him. 

"Hey. What's up?" Miguel replied before seeing Demetri, a confused look on  his face. Dimitri had a cast on from the… Incident from a while back ago.

 "Hey, the Comeback Kid! Welcome back." Demetri greeted Miguel enthusiastically. "I hope to make a similar triumphant return to the land of the mobile appendage masses." He said, holding up his arm. 

"What's up with the cast?" Miguel asked curiously. 

"Proximal radius fracture." He said. Yasmine walking over. 

"It smells." She stated, lips pursed. Miguel cast Demetri a confused look.

 "I put a lemon rind down there to mitigate that. The invitation for you to sign it still stands." Dimitri said, getting a sharpie out of his pocket. 

Yasmine made a small humming sound. "Hard pass." She said, looking at him. "At least when you used to be a thorn in my tits, you were getting me an A in science. Now you can't even do that because you're defective." She said sassily before  walking away, leaving the two.

Demetri looked behind Miguel to wave. Trixie waved back, coming from behind Miguel. “Heyyy.” She smiled. It’d been a while since Demetri had seen a genuine smile on her face, especially one as bright as hers currently. Trixie turned to Miguel. “So, you’re back?”

Demetri looked between the two of them, shooting Trixie a look. She shrugged and he thought before nodding. Even if they were ‘enemies’, it didn’t mean they still couldn’t read each other’s facial expressions. They were friends before, what was stopping them now?

“Yep, back and better than ever.” Miguel smiled.

Trixie turned to Demetri with a concerned expression, “How’s your arm doing?” She asked and Demetri shrugged.

“It’s fine. Thanks to you I didn’t have to suffer as long as I would’ve.” He smiled and Trixie nodded.

“It’s the least I could do, I have morals after all.” She said, still fuming from what had happened at the abandoned laser tag arena.

“How’d you break your arm anyways?” Miguel asked and Trixie and Demetri both shot each other's looks before the taller boy’s gaze fixed on Miguel again.

“We’ve got a lot to catch up on.” He muttered.

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Demetri got his lunch tray to balance on his casted arm, watching it to make sure it didn't fall. His elbow hit Kyler, knocking him forward. Kyler turned and looked at him. "Oh, crap." Dimitri muttered.

 Kyler looked at him up and down. "Oh, you thought I was going to knock down your tray? Come on, man. I'm better than that." He took the tray from Dimitri, his voice soft. Kyler then threw it into the trash. "Hey, what else do you need help with? Want me to sign your cast? Say no more." 

“Hey, leave him alone.” Trixie stepped up beside Demetri, her arms crossed with an unimpressed look. “C’mon, sit down before you lose your spot, Kyler.”

“Woahhhh calm down, baby.” Kyler said with a sweet smile, still signing Demetri’s cast, “If you want me to sit down with you just say so~.”

“You wish.” Trixie scoffed.

“Oh, c’mon… But hey, watch this.” Kyler smiled, “Guys, check this guy out! Standing around with a dick in his hand." Kyler yelled, getting everyone's attention. He was holding up Demetri's arm to show the art he did on the cast. 

All the students were laughing. Demetri pulled away from Kyler and walked out. Trixie twisted Kyler’s arm. “Hey! Cut that shit out.” She said, twisting his arm as he winced hard. “You don’t have a place in Cobra Kai yet so don’t act like you own the place.”

“Ouch, alright, alright, baby I was just joking’!” He exclaimed.

Trixie shoved her hand off of his wrist, wiping it on her pants before going over to her lunch table. “Pussy.” She whispered under her breath as the lunch room’s laughter died down to a chatter.

“Hey, uh, Trixie.” Miguel gripped the blue haired girl’s shoulder. She turned to look at him. “Did you… Wanna eat lunch together?” He asked.

Trixie thought for a moment, turning to look at Hawk. Her red mo-hawked friend looked up and saw the two together, he seemed a bit upset before giving her a ‘Honestly just go’ look before laughing with the other Cobra Kai’s.

She turned back to Miguel with a smile, “Y’know what? That… Sounds really good right now.” Trixie and Miguel walked out of the lunchroom together to eat somewhere away from the chaos.

They sat down in the courtyard outside together, laughing and talking with each other like… Old times. “So… Does this earn me points, too?” Miguel asked and Trixie chuckled.

“I said I wasn’t keeping track, Miguel.” Trixie rolled her eyes with a smile, “Try harder, Diaz. Like I said, you gotta work for it.” 

“Meh, I tried.” Miguel shrugged, taking a bite out of his apple.

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 Miguel was walking through the halls of the school, walking past Hawk and a few other Cobra Kais. It seemed as if they were missing Trixie... Hawk and Miguel locked eyes, both losing their smiles. There wasn't anger in their eyes, just… Disappointment. 

All of a sudden, Sam bumped into Miguel. "Oh, I'm s-" She started when Miguel cut her off.

 "I'm sorry Sam.' He said as he looked at the girl. 

"No, I should've been watching where I  was going." She said in a rushed tone. 

"Me too." Miguel answered, smiling a bit. Sam gave a nervous sounding chuckle. 

"So,uh, congratulations on being back on your feet! Literally." Sam smiled brightly at him with a small chuckle. 

"Thanks." Miguel smiled at her.

 "Anyway, I'll let you get back to your friends." She gestured to the Cobra Kai boys. 

"They're not my friends anymore. Not after what they did to you guys." He told her in a soft voice. Sam had a pleasantly shocked look on her face. Her lips curled into a smile. 

"I should probably get to study hall." Miguel told her after a moment of silence.

 "I'm actually headed that way too." Sam said with a small giggle. 

"Okay." Miguel smiled. The two walked together as Sam thought for a moment before speaking up.

“So… How’re you and Trixie? I mean, the… Incident affected her badly so I would assume that she’s happy you’re back, right?” Sam asked and Miguel nodded.

“I’ve been trying to make it up to her after what happened at the party. She’s been making me work hard for her forgiveness but I deserve it.” He explained with a bittersweet smile, “What about you? Are you guys still upset at each other or…?”

“Well, you know how hard it is to stay mad at her.” Sam shrugged with a smile, “I guess we’re… Sort of cool with each other. She’s not really like the other Cobra Kai’s…” (sHe’S nOt LiKe OtHeR gIrLs)

“Yeah, I… Guess she isn’t.” Miguel said with a soft smile. Sam’s smile dropped as she saw a familiar blonde and brunette making out against the wall by the gym door.

“Yasmine?!” Sam exclaimed. Yasmine immediately pushed herself off of the boy with the broken arm and widened her eyes.

“Hey. Um… We were just, uh…” Demetri’s voice trailed off, clearly dazed from the heavy makeout session with Yasmine.

“Doing study work.” Yasmine exhaled heavily. Demetri agreed but he definitely wasn’t fazed by the two in front of him.

“So you two are…” Sam’s voice trailed off.

“What?” Yasmine chuckled nervously, a panicked expression taking over her face. “Ew. Ew! No. Like I would ever date this freak.” She looked back at Demetri with a bashful look before speed-walking away faster then when she got that wedgie from Aisha.

“Whatever, Cruella. Why don’t you kill a bunch of dalmatians?” Demetri called after her, finally playing along with their ‘not dating’ status. He turned to them. “I am 101% in love.” He sighed, walking away.

Sam chuckled, “I can’t believe that just happened.” She smiled, awestruck.

“Yeah, I guess, uh…” He turned to Sam, “If they can get together… Maybe I could make amends with Trixie.”

Sam’s smile widened and she nodded happily, “Honestly, yeah, you’re right. I mean, love conquers all.” She walked with Miguel to class.

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Trixie had been a dancer her entire life—or so it felt. She started ballet at the age of ten, captivated by the elegance. Every pirouette and plié became second nature as she devoted her childhood to perfecting her technique. 

But the love she once felt for dance had been replaced by fatigue, frustration, and the overwhelming need to be perfect.

It was depleting her mental health rapidly. So, she quit. Karate had been her main focus, her top priority, and she fell back into the habit of putting her hobbies before herself.

So, here she was. Down in the studio to try out dancing once again. Weirdly enough, her muscles remembered. Slowly, the movements came back to herp the rise and fall of a tendu, the sweep of an arm in port de bras. It wasn’t perfect, but it was still there. 

Trixie felt… Proud of herself. One of the only times in her life she felt proud of her achievements. Her parents had embedded the thought into her that it didn’t matter what she did to be better than everyone else, as long as she was in first place, no one would care. And they were right… But she cared. Wasn’t that enough?

[nikithagonch81]

Sunset Shimmer is one of the central characters in My little pony: Equestria girls, getting a redemption arc in the second movie (and at the end of the first when she was forgiven).

I like the character for her design (it just screams her cutiemark), her story, and her personality.

It's a story about a human (or should I say pony) who earned her trust through honest labor. And, as is usually the case in children's cartoons (not a rebuke, I'm just stating the fact that this is usually the case in children's cartoons), such characters are quickly forgiven and treated better already. But! As many people saw in the second EG movie, Shimmer was prejudiced in school. Even the main six, although they accepted the fact that the girl corrected herself, still did not really communicate with her, even joked at her sometimes. And they turned to her for help only when they couldn't cope themselves (google The Dazzling - welcome to the show and see for yourself).

Sunset's motivations in the first movie are quite clear, which is good for a cartoon. Shimmer was Celestia's apprentice long before Sparkle (Twilight) showed up, studying quite diligently until the girl got the thing she wanted. Eventually, Shimmer decided to find her own way and fled through a portal to the human world. There she began to literally "rule" the school. All the students feared and shunned her, and Sunset enjoyed her power. And the plot of the first movie began with her act: she stole Sparkle's crown in order to rule the entire human world. But, after she realized she knew nothing about friendship, Sparkle and her friends in the EG universe forgave her. Since then, she becomes a central character in the following movies and Sparkle's apprentice.

In all the other movies, Sunset learned friendship and then started teaching friendship to Sparkle from EG.

Sunset is pretty honest to her friends, tolerant and loyal. Often comes up with interesting ideas that work.

Sunset is quite smart, but not smarter than Sparkle (logically, both were apprentices of Princess Celestia).

Sunset Shimmer is a very important character because she teaches us that if you lose trust once, it can be earned again, but the hard way. She teaches us that it's okay to make mistakes. Sunset shows us by example that even if a person has corrected themselves, they will still be prejudiced against them (because people already know that they have done bad things before and are likely to continue to do them). Sunset teaches us that trust is the kind of thing that is hard to earn but easy to lose.

And some interesting facts about this character:

1) Sunset Shimmer is one of a kind, she has no counterpart in EG, her cutiemark literally means that she is native to both the pony world and the human world.

2) Based her design on the third generation pony, Sun Shimmer.

3) Flash's ex-girlfriend Sentry. In the recent EG movies/series they start their relationship again (already as friends).

4) Very good friends with Twilight from EG.

5) Sunset Shimmer and Mighty Trixie have one thing in common: the two had the same sidekicks, Snips and Snale.

6) Although it was said in the movies and in the show that Sunset Shimmer often visits Equestria, you won't see her in the MLP: FIM series itself, only in the final episode of season 9.

7) Sunset Shimmer and Starlight Glimmer are pupils of Sparkle, as well as reformed antagonists (by the way, they will meet each other in one of the series).

8) Sunset Shimmer's design was already known in 2013 because of the dolls' release.

9) Sunset Shimmer has her own element of harmony in the human world, "forgiveness".

10) In the fourth movie, Sunset gains the ability to read people's minds and their pasts (with the help of an artifact - a bracelet representing her element).

11) Sunset has the same problem as Rainbow - they both had no pets and their friends helped them find them (Rainbow eventually got a turtle as a pet and Sunset got a salamander).

12) Sunset Shimmer and Princess Celestia make up after a long fight.

13) Sunset Shimmer is one of the most well-described characters in EG.

14) In the Forgotten Friendship series, she regains the trust of her friends.

15) Many people dislike her.

Now, my opinion on the character.

I like Sunset a lot. I consider her on par with Twilight as the most well-described of the mlp characters. Not only does she have a deep meaning in the series (she was literally born to live in the world of EG and the ponies), but she teaches us, the viewers, a lot. She has her downsides, especially in the first movie, but she makes up for it in the end. Like Sparkle, she learns from her mistakes. And, most importantly, she's fun to follow, which is the most important thing.

P.S. Sorry for any mistakes, my native language is not English.

[fictionkinfessions]

FIRST UPDATE OF MY FEELINGS... About Prison of Plastic and uhh. Trix. Trixie. My precious, precious cousin... I am hugging you and squishing you. In fact I am scooping you and Bear Trap and Miss Phoenica up into my arms for a big hug! You three are the bestest and I care about you all! Try uh. Try not to get into too much trouble, okay? I know that's wild comin' from me, but I worry okay? Just what I do!

And uh. Wow Bear Trap... I knew things were rough at home but. Oof... Nobody deserves that... But I know Mrs. Calliope would think you turned into a wonderful, WONDERFUL person. An extra hug from me to you, kiddo!

That's it for now! This is gonna be an interesting audiobook experience.

-Giovanni Potage fictive AGAIN! Ahah! From Epithet Erased!

x

[the---hermit]

Daisy Darker by Alice Feeney

I am writing this right after I have finished the audiobook, and I have yet to understand how I feel about this book. I am actually writing this review right away in the hopes it will help me figure out how to rate this novel. This is a thriller book that was inspired by And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie (which is my favourite murder myster novel), I picked it up knowing only this and to be honest going in blind was a great choice. Of course knowing very well the book it takes inspiration from made a few things predictable, but it was overall enjoyable.

In case you don't want to be like me and want to know a bit more about the plot here it is: the Darker family is a pretty disfunctional family, most of them have been ignoring each other for years, but they all come together for Nana's 80th birthday. Nana was a very successful children's books author, she is an eccentric lady who lives on a small tidal island. This means that on certain moments of the day the island is totally cut off from the rest of the courntry. As the night unfolds things will get pretty scary for the Darker family as they have to deal with who they are and their secrets.

I have a lot to say. Firstly if you know anything about me, you'll know that probably my favourite trope for this kind of books is when a small number of characters are isolated in some way from the rest of the world. It's surely an obsession that started with Christie's novel, and for some reason I just love the vibe. I must say it was done pretty well in this novel, you can see the increasing panic of the characters as things progress during the night. I was a bit intimidated by the fact that this book is inspired by one of my favourite novels, I didn't want to read it with a bias and not appreaciate it. But overall the book is self aware enough of this bond with the classic, and I appreciated it. As I said I saw a few twists coming, but a couple of things I really couldn't tell and I was pleasently surprised, because I didn't think this book could shock me as it did (more in the spoilery section below the cut). My main criticsm is that the characters felt very flat. They are really one dimentional, there's no growth for any character in the past or present, and I feel like each one of them has one or two characteristics and that's it, nothing more. There's the self obsessed mean sister who feels like a middle school bully trapped in the body of a 30-something year old, the divorced parents who hold grudges of past decades, and so on. Daisy, the main character, spends the entire book whining about how no one loves her, and it's honestly really annoying after a while. It gets too repetitive on that point, so much that you start not to empathize with her but being very much annoyed. The book started a bit slowly for my taste, but when it picked up its pace it was really intiguing, and I feel like the audiobook helped a lot. It was definitely the right way for me to enjoy this book. I am not sure yet about how I feel about the big twists, but I overall enjoyed it. I don't feel like giving a super high rating to this book because of what I said about the characters, and I would definitely recommend the audiobook version of this novel.

I read this for the thirller prompt of the jumbo reading challenge.

spoilery thoughts under the cut!

This section contains spoilers so read at your own risk.

I feel like writing a spoilery section to talk about how I felt about the twists, I don't always do this, but I am in the mood for it today. So, knowing And Then There Were None very well I knew I had to look out for a character that only pretended to die, and I got the feeling it was Nana very early on. I will admit my main suspect for the murders was Daisy until the very end, but I also had a feeling about Trixie hidying something, especially after she was saved (as well as the fact that she's a kid, so for the entire book I had a feeling the author would find a way not to have her murdered). The two twists that actually got me were the fact that Conor is actually Trixie's father, I was shocked by it. You definitely have all the hints to get it but I didn't see it coming at all. And the fact that Daisy was actually killed. This is the main thing I don't know how to feel about, I wasn't expecting anything supernatural and the whole I have been a ghost all along thing sometimes feels a bit cheap? As I said I am not sure yet whether I like this twist or not. I didn't love how everyone in this family is obsessed by Conor, but that also has a lot to do with what I was saying about the characters feeling really flat. As you can tell I am still a bit torn on my opinions of this novel.

[daryfromthefuture]

today i decided to comment on some popular bttf theories or questions asked. just to add my 2 cents.

why are doc and marty friends?? how the hell did they meet?!

SHUT UUPP why shouldn't they be friends? i don't see the issue and never have seen one. why can't a 17 year old boy be friends with a disgraced nuclear physicist? you don't have to question how they met. the movie establishes them as friENDS in the first five goddamn minutes, marty enters the lab without even knocking and obviously has access to a key. i like to think that the whole POINT of strickland telling marty that doc is a nutcase is to show the audience that he ISN'T a nutcase and, in fact, a nice guy and willing to do anything to help marty get home. sure, the whole plutonium and having the car drive towards them is. a bit questionable BUT it's also obvious that marty trusts doc. doc is willing to lay down his life for marty and marty is willing to do anything to save him. if that isn't true friendship, i don't know what is. there, are you happy now, you doubters?

marty dies multiple times in bttf 2

i'm kinda split on this one tbh. i quite enjoy the idea of doc being the one who has to save marty after marty saves him in part 1 & 3, with the same attitude of "i don't care what happens to the universe i just want to keep my bff alive". it makes sense, too. on the other hand, i also like the thought of doc either being there by coincidence or instinctively knowing marty was in danger. because he has dad instincts ok

marty's parents/george knew he was a time traveler

hmmm. i don't know about lorraine, but i can see that being the case for george. not only was george the first one to meet marty in 1955, him telling him his name without george having introduced himself and so on, there also was this whole darth vader scene, the "i didn't know you did anything creative", the way marty clearly called him "dad" lmao and overall marty's insistence to get george to ask lorraine out. george might not know for sure, but i can see him having developed a theory like that. also because he basically based his first novel on the whole darth vader thing.

the idea of the secret eventually being revealed at a later point and lorraine being like "????" while george goes "ah yes, i suspected that" is also funny so

doc brown kills lone pine marty

guys please why can't we keep these movies as lighthearted as possible. why can't this just be a normal time loop.

personally, i have always thought that normal marty and lone pine marty just switched timelines. tp marty went to 1955, set up his parents after ruining their first meeting, and got back to 1985. lp marty went back to 1955, didn't fuck around with his family history because he assumed that it was the whole calvin klein thing, thus his parents met the normal way and boom, twin pines timeline. or something like that.

i'm NOT liking the idea of doc ever harming any kind of marty thank you

doc brown is suicidal

no.

in all seriousness, i see where people are coming from. but doc is such an excited, enthusiastic character and i don't. no. just no. he wants to be a good person, to accomplish something in this world. he wouldn't just give up like this.

this theory just makes me sad

the delorean is sentient and stalls in just the right moments to prevent paradoxes

what a funny way to explain that deloreans were, in tom wilson's words, a piece of garbage

why does maggie mcfly look like lorraine when that's george's side of family?

bob gale explained that by saying that mcfly men are naturally attracted to women who look like lea thompson.

trixie and jennifer: *offended*

seriously? i don't fucking know. she just looks like her. coincidence. maybe she was from lorraine's family line, then one of her kids or siblings if she had any married someone else, and the families split up until george and lorraine met, meaning that stella and sam are maggie's descendants/from her family line. doesn't that make more sense

THATS IT FOR NOW i may reblog and add some more but for now enjoy my opinion