#gwen x frederick

[avuck]

Here's my take on @cpcposting's DTIYS challenge! I miss these two so much :')

[deldeldel90]

OK. OK. I KNOW I SAY THIS A LOT ABOUT SONFS BUT

THIS IS FREDERICK X GWENDOLYN FROM FREDERICK'S PERSPECTIVE. omg. oh my gosh. it fits so much??

"was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden?"

"the wind is pounding on my back, and I found hope in a heart attack."

"she's a lady, and I am just a boy ..."

"if I could take it all back, I swear I'd pull you from the tide."

the sadness of it. the breathless adoration. the guilt. akdyskehej !!! THIS SONG WITH THEM.

[justminawrites]

The Portrait

AO3

Summary: Syrah holds an impromptu group therapy session to take everyone's minds off the curse-curing crystal. Somehow the topic drifts to First Loves i.e. first portraits, and Whitney is peer pressured into revealing the truth of the first colourful picture he'd ever laid eyes on.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

“All right, that’s enough– get in the therapy bubble, all of you!”

Whitney languidly opened one eye to witness the debacle unfolding before him. 

It was a perfectly normal day for the Cursed Princess Club, the birds were twittering and the weather in the Haunted Forest behind the Pastel Kingdom was uncharacteristically pleasant, enough so that Syrah had scheduled an impromptu tea party (much to poor Curtis’ chagrin) complete with picnic blankets, freshly baked goods, and the most motherly attitude she could muster up in the wake of Prez’s absence. 

Whitney wasn’t sure where exactly Calpernia had gone but had taken one look at the withering glare Curtis’ shot Syrah behind a tray of slightly steaming muffins and realised he’d probably be safer not knowing. 

It must be something to do with the gala anyway, everything did these days. 

Syrah had intended on lightening the mood after the disaster that was Gwen’s Dinner Party, but the impending introduction of a curse-breaking crystal had soured everyone’s appetites for the usual fluffy gossip that doubled as a means of relieving tension in the club. Dragging a begrudging Saffron along, the Pinocchio-fied princess held a mandatory sit down to discuss the pros and cons of portraits being used to arrange marriages (a topic she’d found in one of Prez’s abandoned lecture portfolios). 

Whitney happened to be meditating nearby when the first sign of disagreement began. 

Thermidora knocked over a cup of tea onto Abbi’s new dress, but instead of getting angry, the 80-year-old teenager tutted, shook her head and said something along the lines of ‘-see, this is why you need the crystal more than I do.’ 

This simple, offhand comment set off a chain reaction across the entire tea party and within a matter of minutes everyone was at each other’s throats about why a curse-breaking crystal would be the worst thing that’s ever happened to them. 

Pillows were thrown, names were called and it looked like it was going to turn into a real brawl until Syrah picked up a metal tray and banged on it loudly with a pair of dessert tongs.

“That’s enough!” She repeated, setting down the tray, “Bubble. Now. You too, Whitney!”

Whitney started as she stabbed the dessert tongs in his direction accusatorially, but obliged. Everyone at the CPC was a force to be reckoned with, in their own way, and he had no intention of having more than one member be angry at him. 

Once they were all sitting in a circle, Whitney sandwiched between Saffron and Monika, Syrah (on the other side of Saffron) released a breath. 

“Now we all agreed that we’d wait till Prez got back to talk about the crystal didn’t we?”

“Yes Syrah,” a chorus of girls, and Saffron, echoed obediently. Whitney pretended to be deeply interested in the red-and-white fibres of the picnic blanket to avoid meeting her eyes. 

Nobody had asked him what he thought about the whole curse-breaking crystal situation, but of course, why would they? Whatever claim he had on the item was likely lower than even Frederick; not that he coveted it of course. As far as he was concerned his curse wasn’t a curse at all but the consequences of his behaviour. A punishment that had slowly begun to flare up more and more since he’d gotten here. 

“Great! Then let’s forget about all this woe-is-she business and get back to talking about what really matters!”

“But the history of portraiture is so bo-Oring,” Abbi whined, draping herself across a tired looking Renée, who sighed in agreement. A murmur of assent seemed to ripple through the Bubble as the princesses looked at one another and winced.

“You know Prez’s lectures never fail to put me to sleep, Syrah.”

“Yes, that’s why we won’t be doing history but your-story instead!” Syrah replied, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Forget about the ‘Olden Days’– this group discussion is going to be all about your very first portrait-crush!”

A chorus of oohs and aahs filled the glade, as the prospect of a fun, shared experience, temporarily overshadowed the gloom of a cure. Whitney must have looked confused, because both Saffron and Monika simultaneously leaned over to whisper in his ear.

“Its like your first crush-“ Monika began.

“-but only from seeing their portrait.” Saffron finished.

“I had mine when I was only twelve,” Syrah grinned, eyes sparkling, “What can I say, I was a pretty popular child.”

“Yeah,” Saffron scoffed, “Or your parents just wanted to get rid of you as soon as possible.”

She smacked his uncursed arm and he yelped. 

“Wait, aren’t portrait crushes usually the result of a marriage proposal.. or an impending one?” Monika asked, anxiously twirling a lock of hair around her finger.

“Don’t tell me you got proposed to when you were–”

“Mm, yeah,” Syrah’s momentary preening turned tart, her lips curling into something like disgust, “–and he was well into his twenties too. Luckily my father saw right through his charade.”

“He hired a man to paint him ten years younger, but the artist did his job too well and my parents insisted on meeting him in person. Long story short, there’s a reason I don’t wear chevron.”

Saffron fell strangely silent and Monika turned a greenish purple colour, looking like she was either about to choke or vomit or both. Even Whitney felt a twinge of pity stirring in his chest for the once tween-aged girl; therapy bubble indeed.

“Anyway,” Syrah continued, completely oblivious to her friends discomfort, “Who’s next?”

“I haven’t had mine yet,” Abbi sighed, catching only the tail-end of the mildly horrifying conversation, “Though I don’t think it’ll ever happen.”

“Oh don’t say that, Abbi,” Syrah frowned, pulling the girl in for a hug, “It just means that when it finally happens, it’ll be all the more special won’t it?”

“I guess so,” Abbi huffed, turning to the lobster princess on her right, “What about you, Thermidora?”

“Lobsters are excellent portrait-connoisseurs,” Thermidora replied easily, waving her large, clawed  arms inches away from Monika’s face, “I had many a suitor in my day, but none ever caught my eye quite like Benedict did.”

“Was there something different about his portrait?” Syrah prompted as Monika burst into a puff of feathers and landed in Whitney’s claws. He steadied the quaking magpie on his other shoulder to keep her out of harms way.

“Oh yes,” Thermidora resumed, unbothered, “He had the most well-kept moustache I’d ever seen, on a man or a lobster. It was quite the fad at the time!”

“Hear that Saffron,” Syrah snickered, elbowing her friend, “Lobster or man..”

“Oh, lay off would ya.”

“I- I haven't had mine yet either-” Monika twittered once she’d recovered her breath. 

“But I can’t really sit still long enough to get one. Sitting still means I have to keep quiet, keeping quiet means all I can listen to are the thoughts in my head, and one thing leads to another and I get so anxious about it all that I just–“

The magpie squeaked as if to make her point and slumped unto herself.

“You could try listening to some relaxing music while they paint,” Jolie chimed in from across the circle.

“Or Read A Book.” Renée scribbled on her pad of paper.

“It shows that you have hobbies and interests!”

“Sorry.. um.. am I interrupting?” 

The CPC looked up to see a familiar golden head hover at the edge of the glade, his bright green getup easily marking him out from the trees and foliage. 

“Frederick!” Syrah exclaimed, waving over the young prince, “Not at all! Are you looking for Gwen?”

Whitney held up a hand in greeting which he mimicked, albeit hesitantly, once he caught his eye. Though the dinner was almost a catastrophe, Whitney remembered feeling relief burst in his chest when Frederick had called him his friend and saved their cover. 

“Uhm.. yes. Is she- is Gwen- uh- around?” 

“No, she’s probably busy getting ready for the gala,” Syrah huffed, “-but you’re welcome to join us.”

“Yes! Come, come!” Thermidora echoed.

Frederick looked like he’d rather pull a llama uphill in a makeshift cart again but swallowed his disappointment like a champ and reluctantly walked over to take Monika’s place.

“We’re talking about first portrait-crushes,” Syrah explained quickly and watched as the young boy brightened but then immediately turned pale.

“O- oh, I see.”

“So,” Abbi nudged after an uncomfortable pause, “Was Gwen your first?”

“My family doesn’t have the best reputation with portraits,” Frederick admitted, beads of sweat forming on both sides of his temple as the rest of the club members fell silent to hear his story.

“Our castle was haunted for years, and Father didn’t see the value in paying for an exorcism so all the pictures we commissioned were.. interesting, to say the least.”

“Oh! A friend of mine had the same problem!” Jolie interrupted, popping open her eye sockets to dig around for a picture. Whitney watched Frederick’s face turn two shades lighter; some curses would definitely take a while to get used to. 

“Here!” 

Everyone leaned in to see the palm-sized sketch the princess had dug out from her eyeless void; though barely qualifying as a portrait, the distinct silhouettes of a king, a queen and a young princess with green hair was overshadowed by a looming maw of darkness punctuated by two sharp jewels of red light, burning like coals.

“No matter where they went, the shadow seemed to follow them!” Jolie explained cheerily. Now it was Saffron’s turn to look perturbed.

“In the end, they gave in and had the exorcism. Good thing they did too, apparently the medium had foreseen that my friend only had three days left to live..”

“Did they... ahem.. ever find out what it was that was haunting them?” Saffron asked gruffly, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice by coughing. 

Jolie turned her sightless eyes on him then, a wicked grin spreading over her features as she leaned in to finish her tale.

“No,” She didn't budge an inch, “But the king and queen had it released into a haunted forest right behind their castle.. a forest just... like... this.. one..”

“BOO!”

Saffron screeched as two glowing red orbs lit up inside her eye sockets, and toppled backwards into Syrah taking the both of them down in panic. Frederick clung to Whitney in fear, temporarily displacing Monika from his shoulder, the latter squawking and spluttering as she launched herself onto Renée’s head and hid in her soft blonde hair.  

Jolie giggled amidst all the hysteria and knocked on her temples with the flat of her palm a few times until the small, unmistakable form of a mouse popped out into her palm, blinked in surprise, then took one look at Whitney and scurried away for its life.

“Everyone’s a critic.” She shrugged noncommittally. He almost snorted.

“Get. Off.” Syrah huffed, extricating herself from Saffron as she tried to maintain a semblance of dignity but it proved to be a struggle since he’d already passed out cold from all the excitement. Frederick sheepishly dusted off his friend’s shoulder and scooted away, embarrassed.

The sun had begun to inch towards the horizon, smearing the sky in yolky oranges and browns, studded with milky white stars.

“Alright,” Syrah began once everyone’s heart rates had returned to normal, “Where were we?”

“Maybe we should call it a day, Syrah,” Monika quipped, peeking out from under Renée’s hair. 

“Nonsense,” She frowned, gesturing for Curtis to pass her a butter-knife, “We haven’t heard Whitney’s story yet!”

Whitney blanched as all eyes now turned to him curiously. Even Curtis, who’d been appearing and disappearing from this conversation at whim paused to flick the cutlery right at Whitney’s face. 

“I’m sure you must’ve received tons!” Syrah said, snatching it out out of the air, a hair’s width away from his eyeball.

“I don’t-“ Whitney gulped, pretending to remain unaffected by the attempted assassination that no one else had noticed.

“Don’t be shy,” Renée held up her sketchpad comfortingly. 

“Yeahmmff, we’re all ears, cat-man,” Abbi mumbled sarcastically, mouth filled with macarons. It seemed that she wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about Whitney’s status as a club member, though she commended his effort to help out. 

He looked around helplessly but even Frederick had perked up now, intrigued by the idea of discovering more about his strange friend and his foreign mannerisms. 

“Portraiture was difficult for my family as well,” Whitney caved in and began when he realised there was no getting out of this one, “-but our reasons were not supernatural, at least, not as far as was told.”

“The Monochrome Kingdom has a very particular relationship with colour; it was both a treasure and a taboo. Nothing in the kingdom naturally produces colour on its own, from the grass to the cloud cover, everything came in shades of either grey, white or black - so any products that did require other hues had to be imported. Raw dyes and paints were especially reserved for the nobility and only brought out during the most important occasions, and even then what was left was quite muted and dull.”

A blanket of silence descended over the CPC as they watched the former prince recall his home with a mixture of guilt and pity. 

“I myself hadn’t seen a single bright colour till I turned 17,” Whitney continued in his usual flat manner, but Frederick thought he could hear something like wistfulness in his friend’s tone. 

“And much like everything else - it came from outside the kingdom.”

“But the Monochrome Kingdom is very well-renowned,” Thermidora mused, claw on chin, “Even under the sea, it was quite the popular subject of debate– surely you must have gotten far more alliance-based proposals.”

“One would assume as much,” Whitney agreed, “-but if there’s anything the King and Queen loved more than their wealth, it was their privacy. Before Blacquelyn was born, they didn’t even bother attending galas or parties.”

“I’m embarrassed to admit, I was ignorant to the outside world for much of my youth. Perhaps that was why I was so hasty to get married.”

“Oh right! I was wondering that too!” Monika chirped, fluttering back to his shoulder, “You got engaged to Prez awfully quick!”

“R-right.”

Frederick raised an eyebrow as Whitney’s demeanour shifted minutely; if he didn’t know better, his friend almost seemed.. flustered?

“As I was saying,” Whitney cleared his throat, “My parents valued their privacy and our obedience, so any portraits that were sent in were burned before either Greyden or I laid eyes on them.”

“It was the eve of my seventeenth birthday when everything changed.”

“Well don’t keep us on edge! Get on with it!” Abbi huffed; despite herself, she was starting to enjoy the story.

“Very well,” He acquiesced, “We had just finished one of our violent gladiator-style fights to win Father’s approval that week when a courtier came in to announce an invitation to a ball–“

“Woah woah woah– a WHAT?!” Syrah gasped.

He trailed away in bemusement as the CPC exchanged horrified looks between themselves.

“Wait, like actual fights, with real weapons?” Monika ruffled her feathers in alarm.

“Yes? But it was strictly torso and below the belt,” He added quickly, as though that made it any less appalling, “I nicked Greyden’s face once and my Father had me thrown in the Tiger Pit for three days.”

“Three.. days..”  Saffron, rising from his fainting spell, looked at Whitney as though he’d just confessed to murder.

“You must have a lot of scars!” Jolie gasped; he nodded.

“Are you.. okay?” Renée volunteered, making way for Saffron to return to the circle, and Whitney shrugged.

“It was a long time ago,” He said, “And I learned to make peace with my experiences, different though they may be.”

“We’re always here if you wanna talk, ‘bout it, bud’,” Saffron sighed, passing him a pillow, which Whitney took bewildered.

“I- uh- Thank you, Saffron.”

“The courtier came in..” Frederick prompted finally, as a mixed silence descended on the group.

“Right- my parents had been invited to a ball being held the next day,” Whitney began again, stumbling over the newfound support he was unused to receiving, “It was a debutante ball.”

“A princess from a neighbouring kingdom had reached a marriageable age and they were holding a party to introduce her into society. Since it was such short notice, my father declined, but it was too late. I had already caught sight of him by then, and hunted the courtier down after supper.”

“I’m ashamed to say my methods weren’t the friendliest,” He admitted, knuckles tightening as he recalled an undoubtably violent memory, “-but after a lot of.. persuading.. I managed to convince him to tell me the whereabouts of the portrait that came with the invitation.”

“The stars must have aligned for me that day, because they hadn’t defaced it yet. The courtier led me straight it, and that’s when I saw her.”

The CPC was once again at the edge of their seat, now because Whitney’s tone had taken on a kind of softness, his claw-like nails relaxing for the first time since he sat in the circle. 

“She had hair the colour of a sky I wasn’t born under, and eyes like a sun I’d never seen. It was the first time I’d ever seen someone so.. full of life. At that moment, I knew I had to have her.”

Whitney winced as he realised what he’d said.

“In hindsight, I realise that those were the whims of a spoiled, selfish prince who had never understood how to correctly treat another human being, but at the time, all I could think of was that if I met her, somehow my life would get better, even marginally.”

Frederick listened to all this, wide-eyed; why did Whitney’s story sound so familiar? Could it be that both of them shared a need for escape from their respective toxic family dramas– perhaps the former prince was a lot more like him than he’d assumed.

“So, what happened?” Syrah demanded, restless for the reveal, “Who was the princess?”

“I took the portrait to my father and insisted on getting married,” Whitney replied.

“AND?” Renée held up the pad of paper.

“He said no and had it burned.” He finished, “So I never found out who the princess was.”

The CPC groaned collectively, completely unsatisfied with the ending of the story but Frederick knew better than to give up hope. He’d noticed that his friend’s shoulders were tense– a tell. 

Whitney was lying.. but why?

“Well,” Frederick rose, dusting off his trousers, “This has been really fun but I’ve got to get back before my Father notices I’m missing. Coming Whit?”

Whitney looked up puzzled, but then noticed Frederick subtle attempt at winking and hurried to his feet as well.

“Oh- yes- I’ll make sure you get home safely.”

Syrah narrowed her eyes at the two newest members of the club and crossed her arms, but before she could point out how suspicious they were being, Curtis appeared once more, now looking a little more mellow than before.

“If you’ll excuse me princess, it’s well after twilight and I need these dishes to entertain the rest of the club members tomorrow. I trust you’re finished with your therapy group?”

“Oh, Curtis–”

Whitney didn’t end up hearing the rest of her sentence, since Frederick hastily bowed a goodbye and yanked him out of the glade, much to the disappointment of the other princesses, who were only starting to get used to the strange striped, tiger-man. 

Once they were far enough that he was sure they couldn’t be overheard, Frederick turned to his friend and gave him an awkward, one-armed hug.

“What–“ Whitney seemed to freeze at the touch until Frederick pulled back (it was like hugging a rock anyway), and shook his head knowingly.

“I don’t know why you lied about the portrait,” Frederick began, watching as Whitney’s claws involuntarily curled into fists, “-but you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to.”

“I just want you to know, I consider you one of my closest friends.”

“Thank you,” Whitney’s shoulders slumped, and Frederick nodded, turning back to the path at hand. 

After a few moments of reflective silence, only punctuated by the occasional cicada chirping, the former prince released a long, drawn out breath. 

“I lied so they wouldn’t discover the truth,” Whitney said finally, “I didn’t want Calpernia to pity me– she was the princess in the story.”

Frederick had guessed as much. He offered him an encouraging look, prompting him to continue. 

“My father burned the portrait, yes, but only after I had found out who the princess was. The courtier informed me that it was a neighbouring princess, from the polygon kingdom. So I hid it in my room and approached my father with a marriage proposal the very next day.”

“He laughed in my face first,” Whitney said ruefully, “But I kept asking, the next day and the next and the next, until he couldn’t take it anymore. He had the guards search my room and found Calpernia’s portrait and burned it right in front of me.”

“That’s awful,” Frederick couldn’t help himself. He was usually good at keeping his emotions well hidden but the monochrome prince’s tales always had a way of eliciting a reaction from him.

“I still refused to give up,” Whitney nodded, “My obsession with marriage, and Calpernia, heightened tenfold. I became convinced that she was the only way out of the hell that had become my home.”

“I studied and fought relentlessly, and met every morsel of praise my father offered me with ‘let me marry her.’ This displeased him to no end. He had me take ten lashes for each time I mentioned her name. Still, I kept at it. Eventually my mother caved and began accepting portraits from influential families both within and outside the kingdom in an attempt to placate the monster I was becoming.”

“But even then I didn’t budge,” He shook his head, “My fixation with Calpernia’s burnt picture had grown so intense that the rest of the women looked paltry and lacklustre in comparison. It would be three years of constant quarrelling with my parents before an artist was brought in to paint my portrait, for the sake of a proposal.”

“They gave in?” Frederick asked, surprised.

“Not exactly,” Whitney frowned, “My parents didn’t care what I wanted, they’d sooner have me wed to a daughter of monochrome nobility, so they could still have control over their oldest son.”

“But every time they invited one over, I’d find a way to miss the event. Pleasing them no longer mattered, nothing mattered, except getting what I’d been denied for so long. I’d lock myself in and when my father had the doors removed, sneak myself out. I’d send Greyden in my place, cause a scene, sabotage the food, even hide out in the Tiger Pit to avoid these events.”

“I got punished, of course, but it all seemed worth it when my parents finally, finally yielded, realising they couldn’t stamp the insubordination out of me no matter how hard they tried. So they sent my portrait to the Polygon Kingdom, along with a proposal to marry their oldest daughter.”

“Nearly four years later, on my twenty-first birthday,” He stopped suddenly, forcing Frederick to turn around, “-I saw her again.”

“No longer a portrait in my mind, but a person of flesh and blood; Calpernia was beau- um.. she exceeded my expectations.”

Whitney was now completely flustered, and Frederick realised he’d never seen his friend blush before, even the edges of his tiger stripes seemed to glow with a reddish hue.

“I was drunk with power, dizzy with winning for the first time in my life,” Whitney said sheepishly, almost like he’d forgotten anyone else was there, “-that when Calpernia confessed to me that she might be in love with a male nurse.. I reacted rather poorly.”

“The rest is history.”

“Why didn’t you tell her any of this when you apologised?” Frederick asked, leaning against a nearby tree.

“Because it wouldn’t have made a difference,” He replied matter-of-factly, “None of it could erase all the hurt and suffering I’d caused Calpernia.”

“But don’t you think it’s unfair–“

“It was unfair to make her the object of my salvation, when she isn’t an object at all,” Whitney interrupted without malice, “She wasn't and will never be responsible for my unwarranted affection. It isn’t her obligation to care about me.”

“I- I see,” Frederick’s mind was so abuzz he wondered if he imagined his hair twitching with all the thoughts inside it.

“If I was worth forgiving-“ Whitney continued, “-it should be based purely on my actions alone. Not on any excuses regarding my upbringing.”

“Do you still love her?” Frederick blurted out, expecting his friend to revert to mortification but the former prince’s face remained indifferent, perhaps even a little sad.

“I don’t think what I felt was love as much as it was desperation,” Whitney admitted.

“I don’t think I could ever love Calpernia as much as she– oh. Spider.”

Frederick jolted back as Whitney reached over and easily plucked a small, black arachnid from what was indisputably his blonde hair, and tried to stay calm as his friend released it back onto the tree. 

He immediately put several steps between him and the bark of the old oak, watching it crawl onto the lowest branch before disappearing into its leafy folds– Frederick could’ve sworn the little insect winked at him as it vanished.

“D-Do you think it was there the whole time,” Frederick stuttered, forgetting their conversation as he now imagined the spider crawling around in his hair for hours without him knowing.

Whitney did snort then, and clapped the young prince’s shoulder reassuringly.

“Let’s get you back home.” He said, with a small smile.

As the two of them made their way back to the plaid kingdom, deep in the Haunted Forest, miles away, a tiny spider crawled onto the palm of a certain blue-haired, gold-eyed club president returning from her journey, to tell her something she would certainly be very interested in knowing. 

[fluffy-sama31-blog]

Day 19: Charm

Shipuary prompt list by @tigerofmyeye

[proportions-never-heard-of-them]

A happy Gwen in these trying times (+ an unfinished sketch of Frederick under the spoiler)

[cartoonicle]

The Twins’ Shadows

Since the beginning of Summer I have been getting into Persona so and I just love the dynamics and drama between the characters rather it is between friends or family. I just had to make shadows of Mariana and Brandon to express their true feelings rather they want it or not.

This is kind of like a Persona x Cursed Princess Club (Can you imagine) well actually more like Persona x CPC future than the actual series.

I plan to write one shot stories soon I just want to give a drawing and description.

Shadow Mariana- Mariana the Protector

Persona 4: The darkest part of Mariana formed from the most shameful parts of personality. There are some things she admits and some things she doesn’t. The truth is even though she loves her family the ones that aren’t assholes at least she has a bit of a resentment towards them even though she would never admit it and stuffs those personal opinions deep inside her where she hopes she can never see it again convincing her self that it’s for the best and those feelings aren’t real thus her shadow was born. She feels like she has to do everything for her family, from fighting for them, to seeing which friends are suitable or not, to speaking for them and doing everything to protect them; it’s a lot of pressure for such a young person but she thinks she’s the only one who can because everyone else in her family is either too nice, too trusting, too stupid, or too weak hearted; thus the hardening of the heart evolves.

Persona 5: Some time after Gwen and Frederick died the relationships people had with Mariana seemed to have faded over time whatever chance Blaine, Helena and Jesse had with Mariana had completely went out the window. Blaine did promise his brother to take care of his kids even if it meant enduring more of Mariana’s verbal abuse. Mariana has had a secret agenda to change to world since age nine and her shadow was born from the lack of relationship with others and her hatred towards the world. She believes that becoming powerful in magic and not in empires and respect can change everyone she deems evil in this world, no matter what she will change people’s minds.

Shadow Brandon- The Silent King

Persona 4: Everyone has a secret part of them that no one knows or won’t admit to, Even Brandon. Brandon has grown up always having everyone do everything for him, his family fights his battles for him, his sister plans his tactics of winning people over, some people talk for him, his cousins; everyone thinks that just because is nice and sweet like his mom and grandma he’s faint hearted and can’t stand up for himself, but in reality that’s not true; he gets annoyed with people like anyone else and the truth is he holds a grudge against some people like his sister does he just doesn’t show it. His shadow was formed from bottling all his emotions in: his annoyance towards his sister for thinking she has to do everything for him, his secret disdain on his mom and grandmother’s weak character, his cousins ignorant and above and beyond attitude and the cursed princesses club’s quick to judge and selfishness.

[randomgentlefolk]

CPC CHAPTER 164

I'm crying on the ground. Sobbing with my cat yet again. I feel so peaceful and destroyed at the same time.

Lambcat really said we should start the year with a breakdown huh

I'm gonna hold my breakdown until I talk about the moment.

Lance to the rescue!! Man I love that guy. I also really love how he looks in the panel I put as my pfp. He looks so soft and gentle :')

The interaction between Lance and Lorena is rising my hope that they will still be friends after the chaos ends.

This did caught me off guard lmao 😭 I'm sorry for saying this but is he implying that he has a thick skull because nahh he did himself dirty

Y'ALL IT'S THE MOMENT WE'VE (or at least me haha) ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. Lance!!! Fighting against his kingdom!!! I'm so proud of him YOU GO LANCE!!!

Huge respect for Lance and his friends tho for CARRYING THAT HUGE PILLAR LIKE WHAT. Remember when I said something along the line of "if Frederick say he's weak while he can carry an entire llama, then I'm terrified of what Lance can do"? Yea this just proved my point.

Also I'm going to keep saying that Lance is going to have a sick scar with that x mark.

I once again wonder what is the legal age for alcohol in cpc? In US and the country I live in, the legal age is 21. But I think it's 18 in UK right? If it's 18 in cpc then that makes sense because Lance is 19 and Blaine is 20 (i'm saying this because of the beer pong comment by Lance's friend)

Sheesh, I hope Leland will be defeated from the king position soon. I don't want anyone to be executed. That would be disturbing.

Oooh!! Syrah and Saffron probably showing their fighting skill in the future episodes??? I hope so!!

Thank you Maria! It's nice to see that The pastel siblings now believe that Frederick truly loves Gwen.

Feeling like your legs are paralyzed whenever you're gonna face something you're terrified of is so real :( you can do it, Frederick! I believe in you!!

LELAND CHILL???? MAN YOUR HANDS ARE BLEEDING. Eat a snickers damnit. You're not you when you're going through a heart break xd

Oh. Okay. Ouch. Massive ow. Y'know when I said how the Monika's room episode and Frederick's monologue about what he wants really hits for me? Well add this to the list because wtfff.

Aww Gwegg :( She kept blaming herself even though it really isn't her fault. What Gwen said is pretty comforting though. Them apologizing to each other </3 It really is the shit when you realize you haven't treat yourself kindly. Like when you keep wondering why everything is wrong then you look at your inner self and go "oh. That's why".

GWEN SAYING "No matter what happens, I'll never let go of you again!" HAJWHSIWBS

INTOOOOO LEELATHAE'S BACKSTORY!!

*cue 1996 batman transition*

Aww the births of The Pastel Siblings! Though Leelathae's thought during each of the births...it breaks my heart :( it seems that she view the births of The Pastel Siblings as a way to apologize for her "mistake" (in which she didn't make any mistake at all), even though it shouldn't be like that at all...

I'm surprised no animals appear at Maria's birth lol. I was really expecting for a deer or birds to suddenly appear haha.

This IS making me a bit worried though. I don't know much about child births and stuff but while it is normal to still feel pain after giving birth, is it possible that there were some complications leading to Leelathae's dead 3 years after giving birth to Gwen and Jamie? I'll let someone more knowledgeable to figure out what is happening with Leelathae since I have no idea at all.

Anyway! Finally, a close up on Pastel Siblings as babies!! I know we've seen them before in the portraits beside Jack's bed, but it's nice to see them clearer.

Initially, I was worried how Leelathae would react to Gwen, but nevermind that

I'm so happy about this scene :') Leelathae realizing how beautiful Gwen is, even calling her the most beautiful in all the land. Also her saying as long as Gwen thinks she's beautiful, then what other people think doesn't matter makes me sob. Mother love is always something so touching.

On the other hand though, it made me a little confused now on why she asked Jack to lock up the children and never let them out. Looking at one of the fast pass episode's thumbnail, maybe it's because of the witch? We're nearing the end and there are still so many questions.

And now, INTO THE PRESENT! And the moment....

*cue 1996 batman transition*

I'M. I'M GONNA CRY. The fact that Gwen doesn't recognize Leelathae?? The fact that they're wearing the same robe???

WHEN LAMBCAT SAID THERE WASN'T ENOUGH GUT PUNCHES, SHE WAS BEING FR. I don't have anything to say about this scene, but at the same time I want to say a lot about this scene. Gwen's mom telling her that she's beautiful, Gwen crying without knowing why, I'm going to cry.

But hey, Gwegg is finally whole again! True love kiss is real after all ^_^ i love how Lambcat does a little spin at the classic true love kiss. But now that Gwen is finally awake...Well, let's just wish her, Frederick, Aurelia, and Celso good luck at dealing with the officially confirmed big bad wolf/serpent, Leland.

We kinda should thank Leland a bit, though. If he wasn't there ripping off all of the thorny veins, Gwen would get pretty hurt if she still wakes up while sitting up

Yooo the newest fast pass being the final chapter of Leelathae's diary? I hope we will have our questions answered!! And the fact that there's a witch in the thumbnail...hm.

That's it for now!

Mono out! (But still in to hear your thoughts)

[cornus27florida]

The CPC episodes remain analysis 0.0 ? A.K.A the CPC Countdown

How many episodes are left? Here the calendar for it :

For now the episode 157 'Showdown' is 15 episodes left

Thanks to @meritre24601 who made the calendar about it, I want to share to CPC BLR about the analysis of how much the CPC episodes left - based on Fast Pass episodes amount and not determined by the free pass episode + Disclaimer: Our analysis might be wrong especially if there's another hiatus from LambCat, the decision by LambCat to cutting it shorter or (my personal wish) we have spin off episodes

From the calendar, and looking it out with the current fastpass episode (the 154th "Unhappily Ever After (part 1)" that means we have 17 episodes left to the final episode which likely happened at episode 172th that likely airing at the end of September. As there's 18 episodes left, if one's wondering the availability of free coins left that means one need 18 x 7 = 126 coins so prepare the coins by saving the free coins event and/or buying the coins for remaining episodes (beware! I am not counting the episode 153th 'the big bad" and the 154th.. so if one's haven't unlocked that episodes, it own decision to keep waiting until the said episode become free pass or make additional 14 coins for unlocking 2 episodes)

I make this post as I feel many wondering about it espc in CPC BLR, even in the comment section I seen people freaking out that CPC ended already badly with the 154th title.. Worry not! LambCat not ending the CPC story this soon [as not ending it with title 'unhappily ever after']], and I believe that what LambCat has in store for us will make happy endings of our main characters espc for the protagonist Gwen (Pastel side), the deuteragonist Frederick (Plaid side), and the tritagonist Prez' Calpernia (CPC side)

^ The saying of "We near the end of the story" it coincides with 5 major plot points left in the CPC story as following :

[worry not, I am fitting the narrative to not spoil things]

(1) Gwendolyn getting closure for what all that have been happened, likely in the dream-scape of hers that might happen in the Crystal Room [as the mobile webtoon banner of the CPC has her in Lilyth's robe looking confused at somewhere full of hanging crystals] to questioning her 'selfish wish' to skip-forward to her happily ever after without want to confronting her hurts = learning what's "Self-Love" is

^ the current latest fast pass episode is the anti-thesis of this scene, what's "Happily-ever-after?" -What's "unhappily"?

(2) Frederick and the CPC learning what happened to Gwen since the Gala (which happened nearly 2 weeks) which is getting 'cursed to eternal slumber' by ate the poisoned apple

+ will CPC true self be exposed? Episode 154 which become free presently confirming that Jamie knew all these time

Does 'true love's kiss" is from Frederick and means romantically as it defeats the commandment of Miss Panda "Build your own Happiness"?

(3) Frederick (and likely along with the CPC and the Princels) confronting the Plaid Troop that making the realities for their evil plan for Pastel Princesses at the Pastel Palace -> which in doing so means they're need to know first what exactly the evil Leland's plan first and likely reveal what's the big bad Giant Serpent actually is (highlighting that the identity of the Giant serpent is one of foreshadowing main conflict) + will they're confronting the Plaid troop physically, metaphorically, or something else?

^ a silly take, the very gala potrait become vital plot point later on to help Frederick escape - I'm waiting for the serpent

(4) The reveal of Lilyth/Leelathea dying wishes which likely linked to the remaining content of Lilyth's diary that Aurelia read on while on rushing carriage. Also the item that related to her third dying wish that Leland carried and given note said "Get reckt, Jackie" - what it actually is?

-> what happened to Jack's family, what made Lilyth passed away, what's the third point of her dying wish and what's exactly the item that related to it (that Leland stole) is? Is the item that said finally could finally give sense at the right time when given at the time for Pastel princess ready to marrying off.. could it salvage the mess that currently happened? + Does the item by it's shape is likely a potrait??

(5) The Omniscient Clam, and Jack. Will Jack bring out the Omniscient Clam? If that's indeed happen, will he bring it to the Corduroy Canyon? or if that's not happen (like if the Clam telltale the truth about Leland's plan to Jack), did he doing some counter measure as he likely alone right now and didn't help by anyone? Did asking the Clam as powerful artifact with premonition ability really have no price and limitation?

'Minor (?)' plot points in the remaining of 18 episodes :

+ What exactly Isolde will do at the Plaid palace that makes her unable to join Leopold and Jamie when they tailing Frederick that escaped from the prison?

+ What exactly Nell seen in her premonition vision? will the CPC members be safe and won't get exposed somehow?

+ Will Prez transforms to be the were-spider?

+ Does Blaine and Lance really irredeemeable? Will Suzie defects? Will Beckett becomes 'the hero' he wish for (also will he learnt that he mistaken princess Maria with Gwen)?

+ Could bad karma finally bites Leland's butt and Plaid toxicities be stopped? How it'll become?

P.S: oh now I know how to pin a post after all these time?

[alexandersimpleton]

CPC x Assassination Classroom au. Or at least, CPC x Koro-sensei au

Just-

Koro-sensei giving Gwen a talk about self love

Cooking with Gwen

Forcing Frederick to do self care things (my headcannon is that Frederick's hair is like that because he never brushes it)

Getting pissed off at Blaine for beating his brother

Prez and Koro-sensei talking about teaching methods

Helping Monika cope with anxiety

Forcing (helping if you're not related to Leland) Blaine desperate himself from his family

Helping Lance do nice things for Frederick (and hopefully getting him to stop giving Frederick flashbacks)

Etc etc

[unfortunate-arrow]

𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: A Masterlist — 1870s-1950s

An open offer for oc x oc interactions for all of my HP OCs and the types of relationships that they’re open for! This also functions as a masterlist for my Hogwarts dorms. In addition, everyone featured will only get one tag to avoid breaking the post.

Interactions for ocs born between the 1960s & 2010s can be found here.

The preference is for mutuals and the ability to slip it the (few) storylines. If any of them strike your interest, please comment, reblog, send an ask, or DM and specify with the OCs’ names.

Extra Info:

Total Number of OCs: 17

Number of OCs Open for Dormmates: 11 & a half as two boys are in the same dorm

Number of OCs Open for Friendships: 15

Eras: HPHL, Victorian, WW1 & FBAWTFT

𝙻𝙴𝙶𝙰𝙲𝚈 𝙴𝚁𝙰

Orla O’Rourke

born september 6, 1873 | virgo

slytherin | pureblood | irish | infj | enneagram type 5w4

eldest of three and the great-grandmother of the o’donnell quads

pragmatic dreamer

trying her best, while clinging to doing what’s right for her and her family

translator of ancient runes

Love Interest: Cillian Lynch

Dorm: Orla | Helen Walsh (@camillejeaneshphm) | Cecilia Balinor (endlessly-cursed) | Maura Devitt (@mjs-oc-corner) | Ema McGilligundy (kc-and-co)

Open for: Friendships

Cillian Lynch

born march 5, 1874 | pisces

slytherin | pureblood | irish | entj | enneagram type 3

older twin and does not have a good relationship with his twin, it’s very antagonistic

great-grandfather of the o’donnells

started hogwarts in the third year

it’s very difficult to tell what cillian’s actual beliefs are and he’s not even sure himself

an extrovert who prefers to be alone

can be very defensive and has a lot of negative defense mechanisms

really hard to get to know and understand

appraiser of magical artifacts

Love Interest: Orla O’Rourke

Dorm: Cillian | Frederick Lavigne (slytherindisaster) |Bradford Pendleton (kc-and-co) | Elias Quintin (@amerrymystery)

Open for: Friendships, frenemies, and rivals

Tadhg Lynch

born march 5, 1874 | pisces

gryffindor | pureblood | irish | istp | enneagram type 7w6

does not get along with the rest of his family and has a very antagonistic with his twin brother, cillian

has a close knit group of friends that he thinks of as siblings

doing his best but in the most chaotic way possible

plays keeper on the gryffindor quidditch team

cursebreaker

has two timelines: the canon one where he dies in his early 20s and the au where he lives

Love Interest: Niamh Kelly

Dorm: Tadhg | Gabriel Sapieha (slytherindisaster) | Roel Leeuwenhoek (hufflefluffs)

Open for: Friendships

Niamh Kelly

b. february 9, 1875 | aquarius

ravenclaw | muggleborn | irish | enfp | enneagram type 7w8

grew up on a farm where she learned both men’s and women’s work

determined not to be constrained by the restrictions and expectations for women of the time

friendly, kind, intelligent, stubborn

ravenclaw prefect for her year, but is friends with a lot of the students in the year above her

she’s someone that you can count

auror

Love Interest: Tadhg Lynch

Dorm: Niamh | Primrose Gray (endlessly-cursed) | Siobhan Llewelyn (kc-and-co) | Gwen Archeron (@thatravenpuffwitch) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 1 dormmate

Vincent Fitzroy

b. october 4, 1875 | libra

slytherin | muggleborn | english | irish | entp | enneagram type 8

first cousin once removed to queen victoria — illegitimate son of an actress and victoria’s fictional first cousin, prince peter augustus (the son of the fictional sixteenth child of king george iii and princess amelia’s twin, prince charles augustus)

thief and conman

guarded and trying to be better than his past

very charming when he wants to be and it’s kinda vincent’s natural way

feels very out of place in slytherin thanks to the pureblood ideals they espouse

career is tbd

Love Interest: Brianna O’Rourke

Dorm: Vincent | Tiernan O’Rourke Jr. | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, rivals, 3 dormmates

Brianna O’Rourke

b. march 26, 1876 | aries

hufflepuff | pureblood | irish | infp | enneagram type 9

youngest of three children, orla’s little sister

a twin with a brother in slytherin

an idealistic dreamer who refuses her father’s attempts at arranging her marriage

the first hufflepuff in her family in over three generations

the not-so perfect daughter who has a very strained and antagonistic relationship with her mother

hatstall between hufflepuff and slytherin

a sweetheart with a big, but guarded, heart

Love Interest: Vincent Fitzroy

Dorm: Brianna | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 4 dormmates

𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝙴𝚁𝙰

Max Pembroke

b. october 31, 1880 | scorpio

hufflepuff | half-blood | welsh | irish | istp | enneagram type 5w6

oldest of three and very protective of his little sisters

seeker of the hufflepuff quidditch team

dog lover with an allergy to cats

homebody

on the serious side

smuggles a puppy, stanley, into hogwarts in his second year

plays professional quidditch as seeker for the caerphilly catapults and then the kenmare kestrels

Love Interest: Ivy Anders (@kc-and-co)

Dorm: Max | Jim Hexley (@the-al-chemist) | Lysander Mercury (slytherindisaster) | Jesse Seymour (endlessly-cursed) | OPEN

Open for: 1 dormmate

Georgie Parsons

b. january 31, 1881 | aquarius

gryffindor | muggleborn | irish | indian | enfj | enneagram type 1w9

older sister of divya parsons (endlessly-cursed)

dog lover and the owner of a corgi named bertie

guarded and almost always wearing a brave face

takes all of her responsibilities very seriously

puts others’ needs ahead of her own

made a prefect in her fifth year

lost both her parents before the age of 18

doing the best she can, but always feeling like she’d failing inside

eventually becomes a lawyer

Love Interest: Angelo della Rovere (@potionboy3)

Dorm: Georgie | Seraphina Hopper (thatravenpuffwitch) | Eleanor Parkmoore (@ellie-e-marcovitz) | Carmine Elderberry (potionboy3) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 1 dormmates

Edmund Kennedy

b. april 10, 1881 | aries

gryffindor | pureblood | irish | english | estj | enneagram type 1

oldest of eight children with a twin sister

has been the man of the house since the age of 11

bisexual but doesn’t know it

has a very analytical mind

answers to both ed and ned, but generally prefers to be edmund

has the ability to see thestrals after watching his dad die when he was eleven

likes numbers because they’re rigid and have no expectations

made a prefect in his fifth year and then named headboy in his seventh year

works for the ministry’s treasury department in varying capacities

Love Interest: Lottie Gallagher (@slytherindisaster)

Dorm: Edmund | Adonis Demiurgos (endlessly-cursed) | Cyrus Northrup (ellie-e-marcovitz) | Oliver Gerard (kc-and-co) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, rivals, 1 dormmates

Minerva Kennedy

b. april 10, 1881 | aries

ravenclaw | pureblood | irish | english | entp | enneagram type 9w8

oldest daughter and the second of eight children

has a very creative mind

hates being called min or minnie

rarely seen without her notebook

has a quick wit and often has a comeback

always has a book with her and she’s quite fond of muggle and gothic literature but don’t tell anyone

a writer and eventually a published author

Love Interest: Adonis Demiurgos (@endlessly-cursed)

Dorm: Minerva | Sara Rosier (endlessly-cursed) | Genevieve Davenport (gaygryffindorgal) | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, rivals, and 2 dormmates

Simon Battersea

b. june 21, 1881 | gemini

hufflepuff | muggleborn | irish | american | istj | enneagram type 9w1

hemophiliac

the earl of wexford and usually goes by wex or wexford

third of four children with two older brothers who passed away in a house fire when he was nine

has been the earl since he was nine and never expected to be the earl

his guardian tries to kill him a couple times and simon was emancipated at the age of nineteen

serious and cautious

he’s the last earl of wexford due to ireland gaining its independence from england

Love Interest: Nilüfer Sultan (@endlessly-cursed)

Dorm: Simon | Henry of Alderly (gaygryffindorgal) | Fintan Hopper (thatravenpuffwitch) | Colin Moss (@usernoneexistent) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 1 dormmate

William Devlin

b. july 5, 1881 | cancer

ravenclaw | muggleborn | english | irish | isfp | enneagram type 4w5

illegitimate son of a viscount and has a complex about that

awkward and quiet and generally keeps to himself

during his years at hogwarts, william’s engaged to primrose gray (endlessly-cursed) which ends in their seventh year

played seeker on the ravenclaw quidditch team while at school

artist

Love Interest: Josie Edwards (@slytherindisaster)

Dorm: William | Oscar Erdstern (cursed-herbalist) | Anthony Hawthorne (gaygryffindorgal) | Eliot Gerard (kc-and-co)

𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 𝚆𝙰𝚁 𝙸 𝙴𝚁𝙰

Ophelia Lovell

b. november 3, 1892 | scorpio

hufflepuff | half-blood | english | irish

linus’s older half-sister

joins world war i ‘cause her older brother, eugene, did and wants to make sure that he comes back alive — she fails at this

starts working as a nurse in wwi before being recruited into the owl airforce a year later

honestly just trying her best

probably ends up becoming a journalist

bisexual

often underestimated because she’s a woman in the early 1900s

single mother and widow after her husband dies in the war

she’s still in the early stages of being developed into a main oc, so i may add to this later

Love Interest: Klara Belikova (@gaygryffindorgal) ; Patrick Simmons (@potionboy3)

Dorm: Ophelia | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 4 dormmates

Linus Sullivan

b. november 26, 1893 | saggitarius

wampus | muggleborn | american | infj | enneagram type 6

raised by a single mother

ophelia’s half-brother

does not agree with macusa’s rappaport law and repeatedly violates which means he’s being chased by hit wizard ralph myers

from new york state but not nyc

worked as a newsie after his mother died

soldier in the canadian army but eventually ends up in colm’s company

in regards to personality, he’s colm’s foil

fan of muggle american sports and uses american slang (such as no-maj)

an amateur artist with a penchant for comic strips

Love Interest: Maritza Krum (@potionboy3)

Dorm: Linus | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 4 dormmates

Colm O’Shea

b. august 27, 1894 | virgo

gryffindor | half-blood but assumed muggleborn | irish | catholic | estp | ennegram type 6w5

irish republican and a supporter of the anglo-irish treaty of 1921

almost always talking and yet you know nothing about him

played keeper during his time at hogwarts

nicknamed cloverboy during the war

beefs with the english government and is not discreet about it

an intelligence operative for the ministry from 1914 to 1922

quidditch coach for the newly formed ireland national team

Love Interest: Ione Avery (@cursed-herbalist)

Dorm: Colm | Rory O’Neill | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 3 dormmates

𝙵𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚂

Rory O’Neill

b. may 8, 1894 | taurus

gryffindor | muggleborn | irish | istj | enneagram type 6w5

played chaser and then seeker while at hogwarts and eventually became gryffindor’s quidditch captain

he’s a widower as his first wife, frannie, died from complications during childbirth which means that he’s a single father

his son is number one priority most of the time

former street kid who grew up on the streets of belfast

closed off and hard to know

played seeker for the ballycastle bats and eventually he becomes one of the bats’ coaches

Love Interests: Francesca Ashby ; Ethel Malinda (@gaygryffindorgal)

Dorm: Rory | Colm O’Shea | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Aisling Lynch

b. april 22, 1907 | taurus

hufflepuff | half-blood | irish | isfp | enneagram type 6w7

tadhg lynch and niamh kelly’s daughter

was named prefect in her fifth year and headgirl in her seventh

eldest of three

her parents’ child with her father’s reserved nature and her mother’s desire to move outside of the women’s roles of the time

likes to see new things

travels extensively as a young woman due to a bad case of wanderlust

aurologist

Love Interest: Jojo Sapieha (@slytherindisaster)

Dorm: Aisling | Willa Stagg (kc-and-co) | Jocelyn Somerest (endlessly-cursed) | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 2 dormmates

[avuck]

Excuse me…

[jidem]

So, yesterday i asked you all what your favorite character was, and you were all extremely based and i wanted to befriend all of you. Today tho? Today i want to make ennemies (affectionate).

So.

Pastel Princess x Plaid Princes :

Are they gonna break up or what?

Discuss.

Ill put my own thoughts under the read more. I also would like to say that even tho ive worded this like a call to discourse for comedic purpose, i dont think there's any wrong answer here, and i'd just like to discuss the BEST WEBTOON OUT THERE.

So i dont think im controversial when i say that gwen and Frederick arent in any real danger here? Like! They've talked! There's still are some things that would benefit from being talked further, but the heavy communication lifting is DONE. Those kids are, despite everything, still in a position where it's going to take all of one (1) conversation for them to make up and hopefully make out.

Tho i say that but Gwen is going through some serious emotional damage rn, so those crazy kids might decide to still take a break to rethink their relationship, which i mean. Good! For! Them. I dont have any doubts they'll rekindle even in that case, however.

Maria and Blaine tho 😬

Well. I say that but actually, i think that they still stand an okay chance. Blaine has NOT been showing the best of himself out here, and im still waiting to know how much of that was just an act before giving my FINAL JUDGMENT, but if there's some good intentions in there, then not everything's lost. Those two have been communicating, after all. Blaine has made a scincere effort to get to know Maria, and he has shared some of his doubt with her as well! That's good that's a good base ! Of course then he betrayed her and attacked her castle, she used his insecurities against him, and we still dont know how on board with The Plan:tm: he actually is, which does put a damper in my optimism.

I would be really disappointed if they just got back together immediately after the final arc. Those two NEED to take a serious break. It would be very good for Maria to consider some other options, and it would be GREAT for Blaine to get some therapy. I think that they need some time away from each other to reconsider. And if after that they wanna try again? Great! I really do think that those two can work together.

Lorena and Lance tho i really cant say the same thing. Of the three, i think that they have the highest chances of breaking up for good. They never really learned anything about each other deeper than surgace level, they have very conflicting life goals, and i think not enough deep affection toward each other to work through it. Plus, Lorena being the "warrior" amongst her sister, and aiming to take over the military, i just dont see her forgiving the man who INVADED HER KINGDOM.

Now, i do think that those two would be amazing besties, and i wish them a long and fructuous friendship. But it would take a LOT of legwork in a VERY short time for me to buy them as a romantic couple.

[justminawrites]

if y'all are looking for a new CPC fic to read before the new season drops..

Summary:

Syrah holds an impromptu group therapy session to take everyone's minds off the curse-curing crystal. Somehow the topic drifts to First Loves i.e. first portraits, and Whitney is peer pressured into revealing the truth of the first colourful picture he'd ever laid eyes on.

[deldeldel90]

ok so!! For the funzies, ive decided to list off all the ships ive got for cursed princess club bc i am one big silly shipper

- isolde x leelathae !!! (big big one for me!!!)

- leelathae x jack (<33)

- maria x saffron (i just think they'd be hella cute)

- maria x beckett (i adore)

- gwen x frederick (the classic)

- gwen x abbi (i have no reason nor ryme for this but,,,)

- leland x jack (very interesting to read abt! especially when its onesided)

- saffron x syrah (the vibes!!)

- the unnamed guard x miss agatha (so so cute <33)

- curtis x molly (,,, qmdhkas I just like it)

- blaine x griffin (them!!)

- lorena x lance (they are so sweet together)

- lorena x suzanna (growing on me ngl :))

- leelathae x molly (don't ask pls)

- jamie x leopold (theyre so,,,,,, wkdhkwmdhd)

- nell x jolie (ajdhaksndb they they they)

- monika x the big blue princel (,,,, he's got a lot of redemption nd stuff to do but when they met that one time.... wkdhwkjddi they were pretty cute)

- the waiter and the chef that got together bc of jamie

[im-doing-good]

Hello! Sorry for bothering you but I wonder if you ever read/watch Card Captor Sakura, where the main endgame couple - Syaoran (Xiaolang) Li and Sakura Kinomoto - ends together is for me like Gwen x Frederick romantic relationship in both of look and love story. Gwen with her hibby of sewing could get a nice outfit (including magical girl dress if she like) and Frederick - Syaoran's outfit espc the battle outfit is 🟢green like the all of the color theme of Frederick. In nutshell, if you ever wonder what's Gwen and Frederick looks if they wear Sakura and Syaoran battle outfit? Thank you!!! Sorry for trouble

Sorry, but I haven't read the series before. I took a look at their battle outfit designs and they're pretty cute I could totally see them wearing it. I don't know if I'll have time to read it since finals are coming up(I'm in high school btw). When I make time, would you recommend reading the manga or watching the anime first?

Note: I might say that I'm going to read/watch it but there is a 50% chance I'm actually going to

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yes! Yes! YES! Frederick my boy, you did it! You finally confessed!

And Gwen you accepted! Now we can finally get this ship sailing into the seas and oceans of happily ever after!