#him : tourmenting her

[ac1numa]

@seilas asked: you can't get rid of me that easily. / for bonnie bennett.

bb. their relationship was purely something that comes from his imagination. even though, she has to admit that sometimes, she do side with him when it comes to roast either damon or enzo, when he is around, there' is always 's something that bugs her . it's in his aura, which is as black as his soul his. leaning back in her chair, a sardonic smirk playing on her lips, she couldn't help herself but said, in a tone dripping with sarcasm, " oh, silas, how could i ever forget? you're like that persistent itch that just won't go away, no matter how much scratching i do. " she paused, letting her words sink in befobe continuing, " you're like the guest who overstays their welcome, lingering long after the party's ended. i've tried everything from polite hints to outright eviction notices, but here you are, still hanging around like a stubborn shadow. " maybe the banter should never stop? that's how he talk to them all the time, why shouldn't she do the same and show him a bit of his own medecine?

[1chaerry]

Atp I need ANYTHING with Laxus. I feel like I’m in love with him. His tattoos are so cool. Idk if you read the 100 year quest show yet, so maybe smth with him after the new members joined? If you didn’t maybe smth at the tourment? I’m happy with everything

The way I am in love with this man as well, I get you. He looks so fine and in the new season he looks scrumptious. So, I want to understand the 100 Year Quest a bit more before I write about it. I guess, I'll write a part 2 of this.

Lightning Sparks and Dew Light

summary: ever since you joined Fairy Tail, you've had a strange relationship with Laxus, at first you were best friends but then, things changed and somewhere along the line of growing up, everything waa gone.

c.w. : angst, fluff, GMG, best friends to enemies to rivals to lovers trope, hurt feelings, confessions, slight banter

w.c. 2.2k

Reader is called "Saram" meaning "Human/Person"

"Wendy, have you seen my jacket?" Saram asked as she looked around Fairy Tail Team A's room. Despite not being a member of the GMG teams, Saram had roomed with them - it was the insistence of Lucy and Wendy - and had been staying there throughout the event. Currently, she was looking for her jacket as they were all going to head out to the arena for the D-3 of the games.

"I'm not sure, maybe you left it in Team B's room?" Wendy suggested as she sat on the carpet in front of the bed, Carla helping the girl tie her hair up. Saram pondered over her words for a moment, she remembered going to Team B's room with Mira, Juvia and Cana last night after dinner to drop the girls there. She had stayed in the room for awhile longer with them, talking and laughing - Gajeel and Laxus were not supposed to return until later so she made herself comfortable - and perhaps, somewhere between her stay there she must've taken off her jacket.

"I think you're right, you guys go ahead, I'll join you all at the Arena later." Saram smiled and left, hearing Erza kick awake Natsu and Gray behind her as she closed the door, and walked towards Fairy Tail B's room. The rooms were on completely different floors so it took her a bit time to get there but eventually Saram found herself standing in front of their room.

Two knocks later, Cana opened the door, a grin blooming on the brunette's face upon seeing Saram. Immediately, the card user enveloped the girl in a hug.

"Saram!"

"Cana, we just saw each other last night." Saram pats the girls head, ruffling her hair, Cana grumbled about messing up her hair, her hands coming up to fix her hair. Saram was pretty close with Cana - well she was close with everyone. except the one person - and so she knew that Cana was just kidding when she was grumbling.

"Did you need something?" Cana asked, hands on her hips. Saram nods, "I think I left my jacket here last night."

Cana hums, thinking, "Well, I was heading out, Mira and Juvia are waiting downstairs, you can go in and check. Do you want me to wait?"

Saram shook her head, "It's fine, you go on ahead, I'll close the door behind me when I leave."

Cana nods and walks out as Saram walks in. She doesn't notice Cana stopping to say something as the door closed behind. Nor does she notice the shoes that were still by the doors of the room as she walked into the room in search of her jacket. Cana shrugged in the hallway and walked away, thinking that Saram heard her words.

The woman looks through the room, not noticing the large jacket - not her own - in a corner on a single sofa. Her bare feet brushed against the carpets as she walked over to where she sat with Mira, Cana and Juvia the night before - she knew it was Mira's bed because Juvia had pointed out the picture of the Strauss siblings beside the pillow last night - talking and spending time.

"Ah, there it is." She found her jacket neatly folded on the low, small chair that was beside Mira's bed. She bent down slightly and reached her hand towards the jacket –

— when the bathroom door swung open

"Where's Saram?" MiraJane asked as she sipped the coffee.

"Oh, Saram is in our room, she left her jacket there, said she'll join us once she finds." Cana shrugged as she chugged her beer.

"Where's the lightning bastard?" Gajeel chewed on a piece of iron.

"Ah, Laxus-san was taking a bath, he said that he will meet us later." Juvia said as she bit down on the piece of cake.

MiraJane and Cana paused, before they glanced at each other.

"Should we do something?" Cana asked.

"Let them fight, rather than Saram ignoring him constantly, that's better." MiraJane chuckles and the others shivered.

Saram froze like a deer caught in headlights - her entire figure stilled, eyes slightly widening - as the door opened and her eyes met those of Laxus'. Steam drifting pass the bathroom door as he closed it behind him – his eyes steadfast upon her, gaze heavy – his own silhouette was frozen. They stood in silence – Saram wondered what was more hurtful, the silence or the fact that she no longer held anything to tell him – eyes on each other.

As if regaining her senses, Saram swallowed her feelings and walked towards the door, silently and Laxus watched her – considering that the bathroom had to be crossed to reach the door – as she walked closer towards him. His heavy gaze, it used to be soft and gentle once, felt like a weight upon her frame. And just as she was about to cross him, he moved. His large frame blocked her passage, she cursed how tall and bigger he was than her that he so easily blocked the path, her eyes immense darted up to meet his eyes.

"Move." She said in low voice.

"Saram, talk to me."

"Move." She emphasized.

"How long will you not talk to me?" Laxus spoke, his voice firm and tense - holding a sense of wear - but Saram didn't care. She wanted to leave. She would have used her magic but considering that he was on the B Team, she didn't want him to use his magic or injure – she isn't doing this because of him, he can go to hell – and if Fairy Tail lost because of that, she would not be able to forgive herself.

"Dreyar, get out of my way."

Laxus felt a crawl in his skin at the name. He despised it. Hated the way she called him.

"Saram, I know I have done a lot of wrong things in my life and I haven't even repented half of it yet but I really am sorry. The guild, Gramps – I will apologise for as many times needed, but, you have to talk to me." His voice was almost pleading – a stark contrast from the strong and firm Laxus – and Saram hated the way her heart faltered at the tone.

"I have nothing to say to you." Her voice was cold and unrelenting.

"Then tell me. Tell me how I can ask for forgiveness. How I can make it up to you, even a little, for everything I have done? Yell at me, fight me, curse me out – but please, talk to me, Saram."

Saram clenched her jaw and proceeded to push pass him but he grabbed onto her wrist causing her to stop. If she felt goosebumps from his touch, she doesn't acknowledge it - the way his touch was firm yet gentle – and keeps her eyes down.

"Saram–"

"You were my first friend in this guild. The first person I went on a mission with." At her sudden words, his own gaze fell upon her figure, "You were my best friend. And then you changed completely. You became colder, more violent, uncaring. Until you eventually began considering everyone beneath you when you became a S-Class Wizard."

She looked up at him, "Even that, I could have forgiven. I was willing to forgive everything. Just so I could have my best friend back. And then, you started the Battle of Fairy Tail."

Laxus' mind goes back to the events of the Harvest Festival. He, to this day, regretted that day. The day he ruined everything, ruined every bond he had and yet he was welcomed back into the guild.

Saram was confused when she was suddenly not in the guild – Cardia Cathedral was recognizable immediately to her – and found herself facing Laxus. Her lips pressed into a line as she instinctively took a step back, goosebumps on her skin.

"Laxus?"

"Saram, so nice of you join me." He mocked as he sat there.

"What's the meaning of this? Stop this mess, Laxus, you can still fix this." Saram tried to reason but flinched when lightning struck right on her side.

"Fix what? This is the redemption of Fairy Tail, Saram!" Laxus laughed as he stood up, walking closer to her.

"Why don't we also fight and see who is stronger?" He sneered. Saram dodged to the side as lightning strike where she once stood. She shook her head at Laxus, a look of desperation in her eyes, "I don't want to fight you, Laxus. There has to be a more reasonable method to talk."

"I do. I've been itching to fight you!" He laughed and sent lightning towards, Saram's eyes widened as she put her arms in front of her in fear.

"Laxus!"

"I was wrong, back then, I was an idiot. I hurt Gramps, the guild members," He clenched this jaw as he stared into Sarah's eyes, "I hurt you."

"You forced me to fight you." Saram glared, "You used your damn lightning to teleport me to you just so you could fight me." She yanked her wrist out of his grip as she took a step closer to him.

"And I regret every bit of it."

"You hurt me, you didn't hesitate one bit."

Laxus clenched his fists as he couldn't move his gaze away from Saram, "How can I make it up to you, Saram?"

"I don't know, can you? I have too much anger, hurt, pain in my heart to forgive you like the others have." She truthfully concised.

"Then," This time his gesture was soft as he placed his hand on her head, her body voluntarily looking up at him, "Can I hope that there is a chance of forgiveness as well?"

She paused, there was a moment of silence before she scratched her cheek, "......I won't say for sure but I'll think about it..."

Laxus' lips twitched into a small smile, barely visible as he nods, "That's enough for me now."

"I didn't forgive you."

At her rebuttal, Laxus could not help the grin that came to his face, "I know."

"Don't smile."

"I'm not."

Saram didn't know how it happened. One moment she was beside Asuka in the Fairy Tail cheer area and the next she found herself kicked harshly in the stomach, depriving her of air. She couldn't even decipher what was happening, mind disoriented, as she found herself held up in the air by red locks of hair on her hands and legs. Gaining her steadiness, she found her eyes meeting those of Laxus'.

His eyes were furious and wide in rage. Bolts of lightning sparked around him as his eyes were dark.

"Let go of her." He glared.

"Lax- mmph!" Saram struggled as Flare wrapped hair around her mouth, muffling her words. A muffled scream left Saram as she felt her skin burn where Flare's hair was holding her, her body convulsing inwards.

"What a pretty girl." Flare gave a cold smile as she tightened the grip.

Laxus felt his blood boil as he watched Saram struggle. Ivan laughed and when a muffled shrill scream left Saram as magic hit her, hot and head on, Laxus felt his restraint snap.

Saram was barely awake, she couldn't use her magic. Something was stopping her from using it. Her body felt drained and she felt like ants were crawling up her skin as her body convulsed in pain. She was barely aware of Laxus fighting Raven Tail as she fought to keep her consciousness. Her ears were ringing, her vision felt tunnel-like.

What she did register, was that someone held her limp body in strong arms, her head against their chest as they held her close to them. She knew that scent. The scent that she was aware of her entire teenage years and adulthood. And as her eyes closed, she found herself clutching onto that person for dear life.

Laxus clenched his jaw as he held her, running to the infirmary with her body, ignoring the yells and shouts of shock and surprise when the true arena was revealed. He found Wendy ready to heal Saram as he laid her onto the infirmary bed. He didn't leave. Laxus stayed by her side, eyes trained upon her, watching how she breathes slowly, the slight stirring and the way her face frowns at times.

And when she gained consciousness, Laxus practically engulfed her as he hugged her, his large stature easily dwarfing her own. Saram stayed quiet but he felt her hands grasp onto his turtleneck as he felt his shirt dampen. He placed a hand over her hair, a softness that he never he could relay came through as he held her.

"Sorry, I dragged you into something against your wish again."

"Shut up."

"I'm quiet."

"Stop smiling."

"I'm not."

"You are." She leaned back and looked up at him, face scrunched into a frown yet it didn't hide her tear streaks. Laxus smiled, it was more of a smirk, as he cupped her face with his large, calloused, rough hands.

"I'm not."

"You drag me into weird situations."

"Sorry."

"Shut up."

"Sorry."

"Laxus!"

She hits his chest in annoyance as Laxus chuckled, deep and rich, it didn't hurt him, but he knew that he deserved at least this much.

"Sorry, Saram." He sighed, leaning his forehead against her own, his eyes closed. Saram grumbled but the way her hands clenched onto his turtleneck betrayed her words. The way she didn't push him away or yell, contradicted everything she knew of her own feelings.

"You're forgiven this time."

"About the harve-"

"Don't push it."

"Sorry."

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

Historians having takes on frev women that make me go 😐 compilation

Sexually frustrated in her marriage to a pompous civil servant much older than herself, [Madame Roland] may have found Danton’s celebrated masculinity rather uncomfortable. Danton (1978) by Norman Hampson, page 77.

The Robespierres sent their sister to Arras because that was their hometown, the family home, where they had relatives, uncles, aunts and friends, like Buissart who they didn’t cease to remain in correspondence with, even in the middle of the Terror. There, among them, Charlotte would not be alone; she would find advice, rest, the peace necessary to heal her nervousness and animosity. Away from Mme Ricard, who she hated, away from Mme Duplay, who she detested, she would enjoy auspicious calmness. It is Le Bon that the Robespierres will charge with escorting their sister to this neccessary and soothing exile. […] If there is a damning piece in Charlotte Robespierre's case, it is this one (her interrogation, held July 31 1794). She seems to be caught in the act of accusing this Maximilien whom she rehabilitates in her Memoirs. She is therefore indeed a hypocrite, unworthy of the great name she bears, and which she dishonors the very day after the holocaust of 10 Thermidor. Charlotte Robespierre et Guffroy (1910) in Annales Révolutionnaires, volume 3 (1910) page 322, and Charlotte Robespierre et ses mémoires (1909) page 93-94, both by Hector Fleishmann.

Elisabeth, as she was popularly called, was barely past her twelfth birthday, younger even by three years than Barere’s own mother when she was given in marriage. On the following day the guests assembled again in the little church of Saint-Martin at midnight to attend the wedding ceremony of the handsome charmer and the bewildered child. Dressed in white, clasping in her arms a yellow, satin-clad  doll that Bertrand had given her — so runs the tradition — she marched timidly to the altar, looking more like a maiden making her first communion than a woman celebrating a binding sacrament. Perhaps the  doll, if doll there was, filled her eye, but certainly she could not fail to note how handsome her husband was. Bertrand Barere; a reluctant terrorist (1962) by Leo Gershoy, page 32.

The young nun who bore the name of Hébert did not hide her fate. She did not wish to prolong a life stifled from her childhood in the cloister, branded in the world by the name she bore, fighting between horror and love for the memory of her husband, unhappy everywhere. Histoire des Girondins (1848) by Alphonse de Lamartine, volume 8, page 60.

Lucile in prison showed more calmness than Camille. Before the tribunal, she seemed to possess neither fear nor hope, she denied having taken an active role in the prison conspiracy. What did it matter to her the answer they were trying to extract from her? They said they wanted her guilty? Very well! She would be condemned and join Camille. This was what she said again when she was told that she would suffer the same fate as her husband: ”Oh, what joy, in a few hours I’m going to see Camille again!” Camille et Lucile Desmoulins: un couple dans la tourmente (1986) by Jean Paul Bertaud, page 293.

What did it matter to Lucile whether she was accused or defended? She had no longer any pretext for living in this world. She was one of those heroines of conjugal love who are more wife than mother. Besides, Horace lived, and Camille was dead. It was of the absent only that she thought. As for the child, would not Madame Duplessis act a mother's part to him? The grandmother would watch over the orphan. If Lucile had lived, she could have done nothing but weep over the cradle, thinking of Camille. Camille Desmoulins and his wife; passages from the history of the Dantonists founded upon new and hitherto unpublished documents (1876) by Jules Claretie.

Having been widowed at the age of 23 [sic] years, Élisabeth Duplay remarried a few years later to the adjutant general Le Bas, brother of her first husband, and kept the name which was her glory. She lived with dignity, and all those who have known her, still beautiful under her crown of white hair, have testified to the greatness of her sentiments and austerity of her character. She died at an old age, always loyal to the memory of the great dead she had loved and whose memory she, all the way to her final day, didn’t cease to honor and cherish. As for the lady of Thermidor, Thérézia Cabarrus, ex-marquise of Fontenay, citoyenne Tallien, then princess of Chimay, one knows the story of her three marriages, without counting the interludes. She had, as one knows, three husbands living at the same time. Now compare these two existances, these two women, and tell me which one merits more the respect and the sympathy of good men. Histoire de Robespierre et du coup d’état du 9 thermidor (1865) by Louis Ernest Hamel, volume 3, page 402.

Fel free to comment which one was your favorite! 😀

[babygirlbites]

Okay thank you and I won't! Now... Imagine being Leah's Imprint and feeling that draw before she changed, leading you to be her very best friend rather than a lover for when she was with Sam... And perhaps to you legitimately threatening Sam once he broke her heart.

It could be kinda funny if that is the one thing non of the Pack knows - that you legitimately scared Sam when he had just imprinted on Emily? Bonus points if he has to act like nothing happened around you because you are always with Leah now, and aren't shy about that fact.

(I know this is weird, I just want to kinda punch him in the face or scare him.)

Best Friends to Lovers Pipeline Headcannon (Leah Clearwater)

Normally not a BF2L kind of girl but this ask was just too good to miss

• the boys on the Rez used to pull your hair when you were a kid and call you names, typical childish tourment we all go through

• that is until the day another girl lands a surprisingly strong punch to a juvenile Paul Lahotes face to defend your honour

• Ever since that day you and Leah had been by each others side, inseparable

• sue would often joke that you were the second daughter she never had - and for a long while it did feel that way

• you shared everything; toys, secrets, clothes

• as the two of you grew up, your friendship often dwindled and reconciled

• you had different classes, made new friendships seperate too eachother

• as the dreaded teens and hormones hit the two of you would sometimes argue, both storming home to your respective mothers and crying to them

• but these arguments never lasted; being away from Leah felt as abnormal to you as trying to swim against a current

• Sue would ring your mom and they would laugh at how silly you both could be; their life experience meaning they could see things the two of you could not

• your parents never fretted or worried, they knew you two were never far from making up and returning to being thick as theives

• unlike the other girls in class, you two weren’t boy crazy, neither you or Leah had any interest in sharing your prescious time with boyfriends

• and why would you? You both had everything the other needed

• this all changed of course when Leah caught Sam’s eye

• She hurried home one day, forcing her younger brother from the family landline to ring you, to tell you all about her new obsession

• and you didn’t get it; the twist in your gut or the sick feeling in the bottom of your stomach at your friends new happiness

• you didn’t quite understand yet why you had such an issue with the boy; he had done nothing wrong to you

• you saw them together multiple times but still something was just so wrong with it all too you; everything was about Sam now

•”me and Sam did this…” , “did you know Sam…”, “Sam says he thinks…”, “me and Sam are going to …”

• at first you thought it was just a fear of being replaced; sure, Leah was spending less time with you now that she had a boyfriend, but she still made a furious effort to see you and was dedicated to keeping up your weekly sleepovers

• this confusion was cleared the first time you saw them kiss

•it was like being punched in the gut, a feeling of jealously so intense you had nothing to compare it too

• and it terrified you

• you pulled away from Leah, sleepovers turning to bi weekly, then monthly and then none at all

• you started going out with your other friends, taking your fake id to the closest town and partying with them

• for maybe the first time in your life you were being a “normal” teenager, acting out and mixing with boys

• you kissed boys, girls - anyone who would distract you from your best friend

• trying to be a promiscuous party girl felt like trying to fit a circle into a square shaped hole, but it at least gave you something else to use your time on instead of pining for your lost connection with Leah

• that was until you woke up to rocks at your window, Leah at your door, with tear stained cheeks and red rimmed eyes

• she told you how Sam had left her, the ins and outs and the gory details, every new tear down her cheek made you wince

• “I don’t even know why I came here, I just had to see you” she admits, and you want to get on your knees and beg for her forgiveness, to take back every second you spent pulling away from her

• instead you pull her into your arms and hold her there while she sobs

• days later you turn up to Sam’s house, unsure as to why you’re there or what you plan on doing, but as soon as you see his face behind the door screen your words just tumble out

• you lay it all on him; how vile you think he is, how wrong he is for leaving Leah for her own cousin

• he just takes it, staring down at you with wide eyes

• when he finally speaks you expect him to give some kind of pathetic apology, but instead he tries to tell you he didn’t have any control over his situation

• you’ve struck him before either of you even realise what you’ve done

• admittadly it’s a fairly shabby throw, but your nails catch his skin and break it

• you turn on your heels and storm away before Sam can even gather his thoughts enough to realise he’s just been slapped

• it’s a bitter sweet senario; Leah is more broken than you’ve ever seen her, but in some form you have your best friend back

• you never explain yourself for why you put the distance in place, and if Leah wonders she never bothers to ask

• Sue starts seeing you again, the sleep overs restart

• a strange sense of equilibrium sets in

• that is, of course until Harry dies

• and then she’s just gone

• you don’t even see Leah at the funeral; you hold Sue extra tight that day, hugging her for herself and her daughter

• and oh god do you miss her

• but every text you send is left unanswered, every time you visit the house there’s a new excuse for why you can’t see her

• it’s a month and three days before you see her again, and yes, you had counted

• it’s your turn to storm up too her;demanding an explanation right there in the fresh fruit aisle of the supermarket

• you have no clue what you expected her to say or do; but she just stares at you, openly gawking

• ironic really; you haven’t changed at all since the last time she saw you and she had grown about a foot and toned up massively - you can’t help but subconsciously search for steroids in her basket

• you find out much later that this was the moment Leah imprinted on you, right there and then as you sounded off about how lonely you had been and how much of a bitch she was for leaving you like that

• the dynamic shifted again between the two of you; it was like she couldn’t quite stay away now

• everywhere you went Leah was nearby, never really there but just hovering in the vacinity

• a walk on the beach? Leah’s in her car is at the car park

• youre out with friends? Leah is on the other side of the bar trying to not get caught watching you

• in the end she turns up to your house again, stones at the window and all

• it’s different this time, you’ve always been able to tell if Leah is nervous - you know the twitch and the lack of eye contact, traits she has carried from a very young age

• she shows you what she is and she’s scared

• she knows this is a huge thing, but she can’t stay away from you anymore

• and now YOURE scared, your best friend is a massive wolf and you’re just supposed to be cool with that?

• you run, still in your slippers from the house, and lock the door behind you

• you know the could catch up if she wanted too but Leah has always loved you too much to do that to you

• she knows you need time, and although she’s scared to death that you’ll never come back, she has to let you go

• and you do come back

• this time you’re at her window

• she’s rough, bags under her eyes and her hair is lank like it been washed since she last saw you

• (it hasn’t, she’s been so physically unwell by being rejected by you that she couldn’t eat, sleep or take care of herself)

• Seth had tried to get his mom to call the doctor but Sue just pushed him off; she knew her daughter and the truth behind her intense need for your company

• she knew the imprint bond, even if Leah hadn’t told her in so many words

• and most importantly, she knew you

• Sue had always known that no matter what, you and her daughter were fated to come back together every time you fell apart

• and as always, she was right

• Leah explained the imprint too you, selling it as a friendship bond as to not scare you too much

• you weren’t stupid, you knew the tribes tales, told around bonfires since you were young

• but you let her have you in her life how she needed you, you’d be there for her in whatever form she needed you

• you and Leah definitely have “ you fell first but she fell harder” vibe

• falling in love romantically is inevitable for both of you, but it does give Sue some giggles to watch you both fight it at every turn

• Sue has always had a soft spot for you, knowing you were destined to be part of her family somehow

• Harry used to bet that you would fall for Seth and always be around that way, but she was all too happy to admit that he was wrong

• you brought her daughter back to her, Leah could truly be herself in your company

• when you are around the pack there’s the added level of awkwardness by being around both Emily and therefore Sam

• your history is unspoken, not even Leah knows what happened that night you turned up on his doorstep

• the rest of the pack are left to theorise why Sam seems so uncomfortable when you’re in a room with just him, why he jumps slightly everytime you move too fast

• they find it hilarious, it is hilarious - someone as small as you in comparison to the literal leader of the pack

• Leah tries to ask you about it numerous times but you just bat her off and say you don’t know what she’s talking about

• and she lets it go, because she doesn’t feel any sort of way towards Sam anymore, her heart healed by you

[mlleclaudine]

Affaire Adèle Haenel : reconnu coupable d'agressions sexuelles, Christophe Ruggia condamné à deux ans de prison ferme

by Pauline Weiss - Marie Claire, February 3, 2025

Six years after actress Adèle Haenel's revelations in “Mediapart”, the trial of director Christophe Ruggia, whom she accused of sexual assault when she was a minor, took place last December.  On February 3, 2025, the Paris Correctional Court sentenced him to four years' imprisonment, two of which will be served under house arrest with an electronic bracelet.

In 2019, actress Adèle Haenel helped launch the #MeToo of French cinema with her powerful statement.  In a lengthy investigation by Mediapart, the Portrait de la jeune fille en feu actress accused director Christophe Ruggia of sexually assaulting her between 2001 and 2004, when she was between 12 and 15 years old.  He denied the allegations.

On December 9 and 10, 2024, the actress confronted the filmmaker, who was on trial at the Paris Criminal Court for aggravated sexual assault.

The public prosecutor's office delivered its verdict at 1:30 pm on Monday, February 3, 2025.   Christophe Ruggia was found guilty of sexual assault and given a four-year sentence, two of them under house arrest with electronic monitoring, as reported by AFP and Le Monde.

In addition, Adèle Haenel will receive €15,000 in compensation and €20,000 for the years of psychological therapy she has undergone.

In December, the public prosecutor had requested five years' imprisonment, including three years' probation, with conditional suspension.  According to Franceinfo, Fanny Colin, Christophe Ruggia's lawyer, has announced that her client intends to appeal his conviction.

Adèle Haenel left the courtroom to applause.  “Thank you all for coming, for advancing human rights.  Your presence, making sure we don't give up.  Thank you very much.  We are together,” she called out to the crowd, reports Brut.

Facing Christophe Ruggia last December, Adèle Haenel appeared determined.  “#MeToo was going to happen in France, and it landed on me,” the 60-year-old said in his defense.  In his testimony, he asserted on the stand that the actress had “an overwhelming sensuality” when she was 12 years old.  Regarding her statement in 2019, he felt that Adèle Haenel had become “radicalized” in recent years, reported Marie Claire, who was present at the event.

Interviewed in turn, Adèle Haenel detailed the Saturday afternoons she spent at his house, throughout the shooting of her first film, Les Diables (2002) and then afterward.  Asked why she returned every week, she replied: “He normalized the situation, and I felt obliged to go.  Without him, I'd fall back into a kind of nothingness.  I owed him, I felt indebted.”

After admitting that she had long “thought that the courts would never be interested in [her] story”, she finally showed her annoyance at Christophe Ruggia, who denied the facts up to the end, telling the director to “shut the hell up!”  The director hasn't made a film since Dans la tourmente (2011).

[Please don’t repost this anywhere, in part or in whole.  Feel free to reblog, or at least cite your source and provide a link back here.  Asking permission would be nice in an ideal world, but I’m a realist – I know far too well how easy it is to appropriate stuff on Tumblr.  I would be the first to admit that my translations are not perfect – there are some words and phrases that simply do not drop neatly into an equivalent in English, and I constantly fix typos and make changes or corrections in older posts – but they do take a lot of work and time.  Thanks for understanding. - C.]

My translation of Mediapart's coverage of day 1 of the trial

And day 2

[kurogxrix]

Coming Of Age

Neteyam x Metkayina!reader

IN WHICH you and your twin brother Ao’nung loved to tease the sully kids upon their arrival. Until you and neteyam grow to fall in love,you worry that he will choose another as his mate after doing his iknimaya.

A/N: Aged up!Neteyam of course. not edited or proofread idc

You watched from the sidelines as Neteyam’s fist fastened amongst itself. His fangs were poking the inside of his soft lips harshly as the fine ends of the bone needles poked through his skin. Though the spikes were shallow, he couldn't bear the undying pain that came with it.

He was getting ready for the passing of his Iknimaya. He was receiving the first part of his tattoo, one that did not necessarily mean that he had passed his coming-of-age test. It was so far the less painful part of the tattooing, but he would only get to know that afterwards. You had already gone through the process, squeezing the poor hand of your father to the point where it paled.

You were happy for him, really. You had watched him grow into the fine Metkayina hunter that he was today. Though he was of Omatikayan origins, the clan had deemed them as one of theirs after the great war against the sky people. His partake in the

Iknimaya would only solidify this, as long as officially being able to choose the mate of his choice. A mate that he would serve his loyalty to for as long as he lives upon the lands of Pandora.

That’s what you had been worried about. It had not even been 5 months ago when the both of you had started to get closer than you already were. Before the war, when they had first arrived ; you had not been of an ounce nice to them. Your brother and you had been making them live through literal hell. Ao’nung as much like you, rough, prideful and a little bit of a bully. You two enjoyed teasing the Metkayina children, as much as it sucked to admit.

His family had just landed from their ikrans and onto the firm sandy beach of Awa’atlu, where they had been judged by your mother and clan. Nevertheless had your father given them what they had seeked for, Uturu. And for you and your brother, your father had given you the irritating responsibility of teaching the Sully kids.

Ao’nung, had taken his sweet pleasure in tourmentent the younger omatikayan children. Once it had even ended in a physical altercation, and the near death of Jake’s oldest son as he had met face to face with an akula - due to one of your brother’s amazing pranks.

You couldn’t lie when you said that teasing the darker na’vis was a fun pastime. Their reactions always managed to get the best laugh out of you, mainly the younger brother’s. He was trying too hard to be a better son for his father, a son that behaves like his perfect golden brother. You and Ao’nung had taken a pleasure in making sure that you would ruin his petty attempts at being the new perfect child amongst the sully’s.

You had noticed how your younger sister’s eyes held something particular in them whenever she would cast them towards Lo’ak. You had always been close to your little sister, although not as close as you were with your twin. She had been harsh on you that night, the night that she had confessed to you about her feelings for Jake Sully’s son. She had scolded you about your behavior, about how rude you had been treating the people who only wished for peace amongst their family.

You didn’t beg for forgiveness from your sister, because you weren’t that type of person. She knew that you would not even apologize to either her or the siblings for the way you had been acting, because being Ao’nung’s twin meant being just as much of a menace. So far about a month later, you and your sister had not spoken. You could tell that she had begun dating the Omatikaya, because they weren’t very slick. In between her loud footsteps when she snuck out at night and the longing stares, you had known it all before she could’ve even told you.

Time had passed as you had grown closer to the oldest sibling, Neteyam. He was beautiful, a pure work of art that had been moulded by Eywa herself. You had soon enough attained forgiveness from the Sully’s and had practically become best friends with their sister, Kiri. Your relationship with your sister had healed, and the one with your brother was still as strong as when you had both been birthed.

So how did you get yourself in this mess? How did you manage to fall headfirst for Jake Sully’s and Neytiri’s eldest son?

-

“You must catch me, or else it will be you that will be on babysitting duties tomorrow!” you yelled at him, swiftly making your way into the water. You dived down with so much grace that Neteyam couldn’t help but halt his movements for a moment as he observed you. You had called for your Ilu mid air, catching a ride on it as you broke through the water gates.

He quickly dived in after, with much less grace but he was still pretty much accurate with his dive. He too quickly mounted his ilu as he broke through the water. You raced through the vast ocean, grinning as Neteyam was far behind you. Soon enough, the two of you had arrived at your hidden spot, hidden away from the rest of the world.

You grinned cockily at him as he breached through the water, frowning and grumbling as he was now on babysitting duties for the newest addition of your family. Your baby brother that you loved with your entire heart, Mirime.

You had made yourself busy while he was grumbling, grabbing one of the many bioluminescent aqua flowers before you. They floated above the surface of the water and illuminated the small space that you were both in. They were simply beautiful. Your fingers moved expertly as you began weaving the flowers through your top, there were so many of them that it was kind of overwhelming.

‘Come sit here’ you signed to Neteyam by tapping at the spot beside you, and he wasted no time complying. He would do anything that you wished for him to, you were just too blind and obvious to notice. You gathered your breath shakily as you readied yourself to discourse about a topic that had been swirling through your mind recently.

“You will complete your iknimaya soon, given that you have already been chosen by your spirit brother.” you muttered, fingers fiddling nervously with a water flower besides you. Neteyam stared at you from his spot, tilting his head to the side at the pure confusion of your words.

“Once you finish it, you must choose a mate.”

“I’m i forced to?” He attempted to joke in order to ease the tension, but the lower of your ears caught him off guard. You looked sadly at the flower before you, before letting it go into the ocean.

“You don’t have to, silly.” You laughed at him slightly, bringing back that small smile upon your lips. “You will have the option to choose a mate now that you are of age,” the pause between your words and the next had made Neteyam’s heart race. You watched as the flower that you had previously released in the ocean rejoined the group of other similar flowers. Upon inspection, they were all ridiculously identical, and that was probably what Neteyam thought of you. That you were just like the others, that there was a better and more special woman out there for him.

If Tsireya was here and could hear your thoughts, she would’ve probably scolded you 10x more than she had done the last time. She was always so adamant on reminding you that you were particular, you were strong and quick-witted. Even though your brother would inherit the title of chief, she would always remind you of how special you were.

“Korzu is a good healer, she is a perfect match for a valiant hunter like you,” you joked, though your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes. The thought of Neteyam with another had really made your heart ache. You wanted him to be yours, and vice versa.

“Tiui is the best dancer in the clan, she’s the main dancer for every festival.” you informed him, as though he did not know who Tiui was. He had seen her before in a few celebrations, he had even complimented her before.

“She is a great dancer,” he said, a teasing smile on his face as he looked at the back of your head. At the sound of his words, you had never turned your head around fast. It strained your neck a little and the betrayed look on your face gave you away immediately. Your eyes burnt with jealousy and for a moment, you had really thought that Neteyam had already chosen the woman as his mate.

“She is a nice woman, you will find yourself at ease with her.” there it was, the self deprecating remark that Neteyam had wished not to hear. He knew that being with you would only bring him even more issues than him and his families had already been victims of. He knew that if he did choose you, Ronal would probably triple his duties just in spite.

The clan had accepted his family as theirs for months now, though your mother was still adamant. He knew that even if he was socially accepted, it could only take one mistake for them to get outcasted like they had been when they had first arrived.

Though he did not care about the predicaments, his heart was beating for you and you only. He only felt that soaring feeling when he was with you and Tiui definitely did not have the same effect that you had on him.

“I do not wish to be at ease, i think I’d prefer a troublesome life with an even more troublesome mate.” he finished and your beautiful aqua eyes widened at his confession. You wanted to jump in his arms, feel like the most special na’vi woman just for one night. But you knew that you could not afford it, you could not afford to see the sully family suffer more because of you. You had already been so mean to them in the past, being mated with Neteyam was like adding the final drop to the overflowing cup.

“We cannot Neteyam, you cannot. Being with me will only bring your family into more of a muddle.” you said dejectedly, looking down at your finned-hands.

“Hey, don’t say that. We can find a way, I will find a way for us to be happy together. We will run away if we must!” you could help yourself with the giggle that escaped your mouth at his wild request. If he hadn’t already made his love for you obvious before, then she surely had now. He stared into your light blue eyes before looking down at the congregation of flowers in front of the both of you.

Both of your legs were dangling in the water, the cool liquid soothing your nerves. He gazed at the similar looking flowers before his fiery yellow eyes had spotted a unique flower upon the midst of the others. Even though it held the same shape as the other flowers, its beauty had just seemed so different from the others. It shone a different colour than all the other flowers, definitely an eye catcher.

Neteyam wasted no time in grabbing the flower delicately, ripping it from its long roots that connected from the bottom of the sand. He brought it up to your face as he tucked it securely behind your ear. His concentrated look alongside his actions could only make you blush, an indigo colour overtaking your features.

“You are so special to me, yawne (beloved). I only wish to make you feel loved until my heart stops beating. Though, you must accept me first,” Neteyam softly whispered. His disgustingly sweet tone brought goosebumps riding up along your arms and the warm smile that he gave you only made it worse. He reached for his queue, bringing it to his front as your ears raised in awe.

He wasn’t pressuring you in anything. He was giving you an option. The option to love him or not to. Though to you it wasn’t an option, you had fallen madly in love with the boy for longer than you could recall. You reached for your own dark-coloured silky braid, bringing it forward as it hovered next to his.

“I can only wish to offer you the same, Neteyam.” you smiled, and without hesitating had you done the Tsaheylu. Your tendrils wrapped against each other, entangling under the soft light of the glowing flowers. Both your pupils dilated as you felt him. You felt his racked breathing and his excitement. The feeling was new to the both of you, and you loved to relish in the feeling of his heart beat. You could feel it, as well as how fast or hard it was beating.

He suddenly urged forward, dragging you in a long awaited kiss. His lips pressed against yours as he tilted his head for better access. You were currently in nirvana, on cloud 9. You could feel his love and devotion through the bond and through the passionate kiss that you both shared. Before the kiss could get anymore heated, you had pulled away to give him an adoring look before cupping his delicate face into your hand.

That night you had explored each other, becoming one before Eywa. The repercussions of your actions would come later, for now you were both just trying to bask in each other’s love and comfort

[corvidae-00]

Tsudere /sub touch starved Jax in heat that pretends to hate the reader but does things to secretly be with them x a fem happy but smart Uzadere that loves being in the circus.She loves adventures,animals,cute things,fighting,food ect! lots of energy too but can be pretty insensitive and a little selfish with a little crush on jax. I feel like at first jax would completely reject liking her then he would be extra mean,then Maybe subconsciously know he likes her amd hates the feeling lol. cus he copes by trying to not have feelings and tries to act "tough". its pretty obvious that the reader is in love with him but his dumb ass cant catch on . She gives lots of compliments which makes him flustered and mad ( he is mad bc he thinks nobody likes him that much, he is mean to her to make her go away but it doesn't work ) but he pretends not to care. the reader would definitely confesses first tho. Sorry for such a long request its just that not many people write jax in this sorta way so i had to be detailed lol. also if you don't wanna use female pronouns you can make it non gender ofc 😅tysm for even reading such a long thing! and you don't have to do this at all lr you can switch it up. Anything is VERY appreciated tho😊 also i feel like max would be a massive virgin due to how annoying he is...he definitely a horny bitchless rabbit-

AHHHH! MY FIRST ASK ;0; Thank you!!! And i personally LOvE Jax- like its an issue 0-0 but im so happy to write for him first! your request is amazing and i truly love it! i hope i did it justice!!! i hope you dont mind HCs! if you did want a story just hit me back up in the answer box and ill write a lil something for ya! ;)

MDNI BELOW THE CUT+ Warnings: Smutty smut themes, bottom Jax <3- Cussing, swearing, the norm

The Reader definitely brought light to the Circus, when she first appeared she was the TALK OF THE TENT, everyone was happy to finally have someone around to liven up the place- > besides jax- the little shit made it his sole duty to make sure Reader was the punchline of his jokes or somehow always "in his way" and the Reader often got the butt of the assult. > Jax being Jax when the feelings for reader started to arise- he got scared- a little worried- upset even. More at himself than you but still pretty pissy- this just made the tourment wose oh lord- > Reader found this fun, more ways to annoy and poke and proad at Jax, finding his constant target on the Reader absolutely hilarious > Reader always calling the oblivious rabbit pet names!!! *Toots, Fluff butt, Shnookums (Only because it pissed Jax off and everyone would laugh), babes, Etc Etc, > Jax STILL oblivious to the reader ;0; taking it as her teasing him and pushing him and oh no we cant have that!!!! Jax haaates it. Secretly likes it HATES IT- >Despite the tension between the two Jax would often threaten Caine or sneak the other circus members things of value to be around reader. not knowing why- HE IS MADLY IN LOOOVE he wanted to be around Reader!! SMUT >Jax in heat is something i dont think even he saw coming- like they are digital code- BUT DAMN- > Stuck in his room alone humping a pillow and pulling his ears over his face embarrassed beyond belief at his own actions > Reader was coming to annoy Jax concerned why she didnt see him at breakfast (His favorite meal of the day may i add- >Knocking on his door reader had a shit eating grin "Sleeping in pookie?" She calls through the door only a groan and a loud huff was the response she got >Thats rude. Reader thinks and just assuming he is having one of his man period days- Reader enters his room- and boy is the sight she sees amazing- Jax face down and ass up with a pillow under his hips, face flushed a deep purple and his overalls down to his waist- > Reader and Jax are just staring at eachother with wide eyes >"G-GET OUT!!" "Nah i dont think i will" >Lets just say reader helps the little bunny get the relief he was so looking for- >They dont argue as much anymore-

----------------------------------------------------- THANK YOU FOR READING!!! I hope you enjoyed your request and it was too your liking! im still getting back into writing so its a slow process!! let me know what you think!!! thank you so much!!! <3333

[bakafurai]

Man nothing quite like the 4am realisation hitting me like. Oh.

Oh, Kenji has rumours spread about him dating a teacher.

(Side note: this is incorrect btw, Kenji was very insistant to p3mc several times during his social link to keep it a secret so idk wtf ms kanou was on about here but the point here is that rumours were apparently spread)

Oh this is kind of fucked up when you think about it.

Like it's not really in your face, but there are several instances of bullying or just shitty ass behaviour from students in gekkoukan:

>the several girls that bullied fuuka by: throwing the stuff on her bag on the ground*, mocking her for crying behind her back, took a picture of her and threatened to accuse her of theft and litterally locked her up in the gym storage room.

*taken from the p3 movie

>akihiko's fanclub that regarde him as property and not a person, they're so coocoo for him that femc needs like level 3 charm not to catch akihiko's attention- but to muster enough bravado to ignore the death glares she gets from his fans

>that one student who resorted to punching hidetoshi for angering him, the students who just watched it happen and also that student that had smoked in school and left a cigarette butt. (even if he did come clean in the end)

>the girls who shit talked chihiro behind her back when she was being falsely accused of stealing money.

>the group of girls (and that one boyfriend guy) who managed to spread rumours about saori that were so bad she had to transfer schools.

>the couple of girls having a go at yuko for stupid reasons and very definitely would just put gum in her locker which is incredibly unsanitary might i add

And lastly while not bullying per say, i do want to point out that rumours tend to spread very quickly in gekkoukan high school- the same day p3mc transferred in, there was already rumours fastly spreading that he and yukari were dating or smth because they happen to walk to school together.

Which... paints a nasty picture for Kenji when you take all that into account, doesn't it?

Like how many people do you think stared at him while this was going? How many people whispered nasty things about him as he passed by? Do you think they'd stare at him in class too? Do think they would audibly make fun of him? Do you think he had to find places to hide less he get anymore judgeful stares and tourment?

Do you think the teachers got very upset at him? Do you think the school told his parents? Do you think his parents probably got mad at him? Do think Kenji felt at his lowest point in his life, where everyone he knows is looking at him like some freak.

Do you think finding out Ms Kanou had a fiance this whole time sent him into further despair thinking about he stupid he was? Do you think felt so unworthy of comfort in that moment?

Do you think that maybe Kenji could have really used a hug from a friend anyways because only an asshole would have the audacity to laugh at a distressed 16 year old going through what probably is the lowest point in his life right now? I think he probably did.

[the-stars-in-between]

DAY 13: Till Death Do Us Part

The end of a crew. The end of a legend.

If you haven't seen the "Character Death" tag and you don't like when your favorite characters die, there's still time to turn around. The entire crew dies in this story, it's not a spoiler to say that. (And, the warnings will be put at the beginning of each chapter, in more or less gruesome ways.) I was looking for a poem to be the story's guideline but I couldn't find one that fit what I was looking for. And even though I don't really need it anymore, I decided to write it myself. The first real chapter will be coming tomorrow or in the next few days but in the meantime I left some clues on how each character dies if you want to decipher them. I originally wrote the poem in French and was unable to make it rhyme in English, to my great disappointment. So I left it for you in French with the translation for each line just below. Fandom : One Piece Character(s) : Mugiwara Kaizoku | Straw Hat Pirates Relationship(s) : Mugiwara Kaizoku | Straw Hat Pirates & Mugiwara Kaizoku | Straw Hat Pirates Words Count : 629 No. 13: TEAM AS A FAMILY Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime)

À bord du navire des rêves,

(On board the ship of dreams,)

vivaient dix animaux

(lived ten animals)

Tous suivaient leur capitaine,

(All followed their captain,)

un singe avec comme couronne un chapeau.

(a monkey with a hat as a crown.)

Le tigre partit le premier, 

(The tiger left first,)

protégeant jusqu’au bout ses camarades.

(protecting his comrades until the end.)

Mais son dos resta intouché, 

(But his back remained untouched,)

marquant l'ultime preuve de sa bravade.

(marking the ultimate proof of his bravado.)

Le cheval solitaire fût le suivant,

(The lonely horse was next,)

son vieux squelette ne tenant plus le coup

(his old skeleton no longer holding up)

Ses amis ne le laissèrent pas seul un instant, 

(His friends did not leave him alone for a moment,)

tenant sa main jusqu’à son dernier pouls.

(holding his hand until his last pulse.)

La fin commença avec celle du caméléon,

(The end began with that of the chameleon,)

son courage inspirant le monde entier

(his courage inspiring the whole world)

Même devant la Mort il ne baissa pas le front,

(Even in the face of Death he did not lower his head,)

lançant sur la mer les navires par milliers.

(launching ships by the thousands into the sea.)

L’ironie n’échappa pas au canard,

(The irony did not escape the duck,)

quand ses yeux se fermèrent de leur plein gré.

(when his eyes closed of their own accord.)

Il aurait aimé que cela arrive un peu plus tard,

(He would have liked it to happen a little later,)

sombrer dans les bras de la mer dont il avait toujours rêvé. 

(to sink into the arms of the sea he had always dreamed of.)

Le taureau résista sans jamais faillir,

(The bull resisted without ever failing,)

quand se déchainèrent les sévices des enfers

(when the torments of hell were unleashed)

Il accueillit la fin avec un sourire,

(He greeted the end with a smile,)

tel était l’adage de l’homme de fer.

(such was the adage of the iron man.)

La chatte affronta sa fin sans ruser,

(The cat faced her end without guile,)

maîtrisant une dernière fois les éléments

(mastering the elements one last time)

Elle ne s’enfuit pas même si elle était effrayée,

(She did not run away even though she was frightened,)

libérant un pays entier du tourment.

(freeing an entire country from torment.)

Le petit renne choisit de rester,

(The little reindeer chose to stay,)

refusant de tourner son dos à ceux dans le besoin

(refusing to turn his back on those in need)

Face à la maladie il ne cessa d’essayer

(Faced with illness he never stopped trying)

et sa compassion causa sa fin.

(and his compassion caused his end.)

La seule grue qui avait réussi à fuir,

(The only crane that had managed to escape,)

finit par retourner à la maison

(ended up returning home)

Pour une fois elle ne pût pas courir,

(For once she could not run,)

et enfermée, elle se plia à la raison.

(and locked up, she bowed to reason.)

L’ours fût là quand personne ne pouvait plus l’être,

(The bear was there when no one could anymore,)

Guidant son capitaine jusqu’à la dernière minute

(Guiding his captain until the last minute)

Il ne laissa jamais sa peur paraître, 

(He never let his fear show,)

Continuant jusqu’au bout pour lui, la lutte.

(Continuing the fight to the end for him.)

Le singe resta le dernier,

(The monkey was the last to remain,)

Seul et froid au milieu de la nuit

(Alone and cold in the middle of the night)

Quand il partit, personne n'était là pour l’en empêcher,

(When he left, no one was there to stop him,)

et il prit le soleil avec lui.

(and he took the sun with him.)

[scarlettclownose]

my brain has been plotting. and I have some. designs and a basic idea of an au.

So, after Nya joins the sea at the end of Seabound, she is not brought back in Crystalized but remains in there with no memory of anything. At the end of the fight Chrystalized , she senses something is wrong and summons the Merlopians to help fight. Jay pleads with Nyas dragon like form, but she does not remember anyone.

Fast forward to the merge, and the ocean is disrupted as the realms combine. And the energy is thrown off. Making nya be forced into a human-like state. she is confused as she has been part of the sea for what feels like years. she does not remember her name. Nor who she is or where she is. She stumbles around, and finds a little formling boy named dov, who also happens to be the elemtnal master of bioluminescence (a form a light healing) he ends up calling Nya, Cove as she reminds him of the sea and thats the only thing that nya knows of.

Nya-Cove follows the young boy back to where he was staying. and turns out skylor (who had been taking care of the young boy for the past 5 years) was there. skylor doesnt reconize nya-cove at first but eventually figures it out. nya-cove still has 0 memory of anything, she has o figure out who she is now, and what the world is and how to live her new life.

around a year later all 3 of them get invited to the tourment of sources where they reuinite with the ninja, nya-cove does not remeber any of the ninja.

this is the basic outline

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) "Enter the Dragon King"

A Long time ago in the Small Town Where everything Is peaceful as Usual...well...Almost Peaceful. Everyone was hearing about the Son of the Mayor Name Damien Cartman Who has cuckhold on His own fiance Who is Name Saphira Lorraina Fox with Many Different other Women, She was Furious and began to Cussing him out like a sailor then She grabbed him by the ear and Dragged His Sorry cheaten ass to His Fathers office and she said to the Mayor Cartman,

Saphira: "Mr. Cartman, I found your Son Sleeping around with 20 different other women in Our bed we're suppose to be shared with..He's a "CUCKER"!"

Mr Cartman: "A Cucker!, Please Don't call my son like that..there's got to be another way to settle this.."

Saphira: "No can do sir, I'm breaking Off the Engagement! I will not marry To someone who is a "Cucker" and Cause a huge Trouble in this town, I saw Him Tourmented and harassed those good people! He Ruined Mr. Leo's good Veggies stands and even Mistreated poor ol'Mrs. Maria at the Bridal Boutique."

Mr Cartman: " He Did what!?, *turns to Damien* Damien! Whats the Meaning of this!?"

Damien:" Dad please! She's Lying Honest!"

Then an angry Town Folk Shouted and got angry, the Farmer told the Mayor That His son Ruined his Crops and Everyone else told him everything...then the mayor was Furious and Apoligize to everyone Including saphira For all the troubles his Moronic Son has Caused...and then Saphira threw an engagement ring and said "I hope those Women are worth it ya "Cucker!" She turns away and head home and remove all the Stuff...but Then..She hears the Loud Roar and Saw a Huge Dragon Flown From the Mighty mountains swooping Down and terrorizing the town...and She heard that this Huge Dragon is the King Of all Dragons...He is known as "The Dragon King"...She gasp and was shocked about this creature...after the Dragon returns to its Lair...Apparently..The Mayor Begged the Dragon king to Spare this town..but the Dragon king Decided to tell him that he wants a Lovely Maiden Who is beautiful and faire and Sent her Up to the Mountains to the Castle Ruins where the House Of Dragons was Once Stood before the war...So Saphira Volunteered to be the sacrificed, The Mayor Bows and thanked her...So Saphira head off...and when she got up to the Mighty mountains and to the Castle ruins...When She sees it..She Dressed up in Pure beautiful Kimono and wears her beautiful Crown...There's one thing that mayor and everyone else Did now know that Saphira, Is The Princesss of Sakutopia in Disguised. After changing into her royal Outfit and wears a cloak..She went inside and saw the scratches and also burn marks on the walls....Then..She made it to the Throne room and she said," Dragon King, I am Sent here as a maiden sacrifice...Come Forth, Let me See thy Face" Her voice echoing turns into silence until She hears the Sinister but seductive laughing..She turns around and saw a Same dragon once before and She said.." Who are you Dragon king?" Then he said...

[whydoibe]

Ok so now that my brain ain't hurting what to do to tourment the ninja today.

What if jay landed in the crossroads after the merg with vauge memories so jay lands near arin with only some of his memories intact like he knows spinjitzu and is aware about who he is but that's about it doesn't realy rember the ninja much bits and pieces of Cole and Zane some kai absolutely no nya only the vauge feeling about her existing and meaning something to him. So onto the story thing abouslty 0 Lloyd.

Jay awakes last thing remembering was a storm a gaint storm choas. Jay then encounters arin who imdently laches onto him as the only realy familiar thing that he having just lost his parents realy needs to stay sane. Jay, suffering from partal memory lost, takes the mentor role in his life because arin is partially capable of filling in some of the gaps. The two encounter sora jay taking becoming her only positive (probaly not that positive) adult influence jay and her bond over thier love for tinkering arin and him bonding over cooking and both being from ninjago becoming a very close friend group. Jay would protect the crossroads from harm and dangour. Jay would help teach arin spinjitzu and also encourage sora to learn sora can't seem to get a handle on it but arin manages to produce an imperfect tornado before jay even starts teaching.

Then, one day, jay arin and sora would be racing and would be attacked by a group of imperuim soldiers getting embarrassingly kidnapped. Jay would look at the handcuff. No vengstone is he lucky or these people idiots jays hand glows he stands riping it off Turing to get arin out before hearing a ruckess on top of them. Jay looks intently, eyes glowing a deep blue. Hands flickering with lightning the hatch flung open. He saw a figure wearing a green gi

"Jay!" The green figure yelled, dropping followed by a guard jay rasing his hand, causing the person in amour to collapse. The green ninja hugged jay much to his shock.

"Do I know u?"

[francis-writes]

Hi! I loooved the post and i agree, with a character like ramsay you have countless options. I mean characters like Jon and robb and ect. you don't have a lot of options because, you know, i dont think they can handle someone cunning and cruel but with ramsay, yes reader can be soft and submissive but i doesn't HAVE TO BE JUST THAT, she can be cruel and cunning, or not just like him but okay with him, she can be a noble lady, she can be a knight at his service or a maid but i am sick of opening ramsay tag and ONLY see "ramsay x whimpy maid who is scared of her own shadow and ramsay tourments her but she is so submissive and okay with that" like come on man, be a little bit more creative! I also would love to see a longer version of the post containing their meeting how he fells for her (basically simping for his bloody lady) and maybe you can throw a bit of she got sick of myranda following him like a puppy but instead of being whiny and feisty she calls her to their chambers and fucks ramsay stupid in front of her while she is watching (like the scene with sansa and theon) until he is left a moaning, begging and whimpering mess covered with bloody hickeys and bruises to show her who he belongs to, that would be awesome and i really apperaciated how fast you replied, you are so active lol. And you can simply call me ramsay anon btw, have a great day!

I'll try to write and post that tommorow. But anyway, i am not naturally fast, i just recently had a hiatus because i got back into my ramsay obsession lol i made a few post about him here recently, but i mostly spammed on my sideblog @transassdemon with my shitpost about him and poorly made horny fanarts. Though, about fanarts, i draw his book version. Tbh i first fell for the show version like most people, but later i started reading books and saw fanarts... you know, some people call him ugly in the books. But i love bears (in a gay type way) and everytime i see fat hairy man i pass out from lust. Fat hairy man covered in blood? Even better.

Also, I am bored of those fics because I am submissive but in a different way lol like i could be feisty and cunning character but also i would be like that tiktok "oh no, mister kidnapper, please don't hurt me😏/don't worry, i am not gonna touch you/...why not?! :(((" . Like I would be like "oh, nice to meet you, my lord, are you ready? I already brought my own collar and some knives" "dude, what, you're arrested, you should be scared" "yeah, yeah, put me on that X shaped cross, then we may talk. It will help me keep my legs spread"

Sorry if i go to far, i just finally can talk with someone about my Ramsay scenarios lol and appreciate your Myranda scenario. I don't know if mine is softer, because i usually imagine that she's jealous and one day she tries to kill my oc but instead my oc kills her bloodily. Like "i don't start fights, but that bitch had it coming". Though I still wonder how would Ramsay react to Myranda getting killed. At one hand, murder may impress him, at the other, she was still one of his playthings, and he may be annoyed at loss of one of his toys.

Have a great day too!

[vikkirosko]

Hello can I request the Sally face crew with a red eyed demon female reader? After having been defeated the first time by Sal and his super gear boy, reader took human form and materialized herself into the living world. Sal, Larry, Ash and Todd immediately noticed that the new person moving into the Addison appartements was not the kind and gentle 24 years old woman she claimed to be, but the red eyed demon.

When the group confront reader about her true identity, she mocked them, claiming that a child's toy couldn't kill her like that. But she feels charitable today and wouldn't kill them for their affront. She decided to spend time with them, to tourment them, but with time, she started to grow found of them and forget her world domination plan. Thank!

Group x fem!Reader platonic headcanons Red eyed demon

Sal was confident that he was able to defeat the red-eyed demon. He and his friends felt calmer and so it was until you started living in Addison Apartments. You were a frowning young woman who wasn't nice or even polite to anyone. However, they quickly realized that you were not an easy person. You were a demon. You were the red-eyed demon that Sal fought so hard against

They came to you and directly asked you about your true identity, which caused you to grin and laugh. You didn't hide from them who you were and bluntly said that a child's toy couldn't kill you and the only reason why you still haven't killed them was that you were in a good mood and you decided to mercifully save their lives despite the insult they inflicted on you

The guys tried to find a new way to stop you, but you wouldn't let them rest. You often appeared in their lives, finding a huge number of ways to spoil their lives without even causing physical harm. However, the longer you were in their company, the less you mocked them, starting to look more and more tired

At some point, you started coming to them very rarely, so Sal decided to go and ask you what it all means. He didn't want to involve his friends in this, so he went to you alone. But he was very surprised when you told him that you were tired of them and that even your plans that you were going to implement when you didn't have a human form. This genuinely surprised him, but also pleased him at the same time

When he told his friends about it, they came to the conclusion that it could be due to the fact that you were trapped in a mortal body. Todd suggested that you've never been human, so now you have changed your views on some things and for them it was a huge plus. Perhaps after a little more time you could become an ordinary person and then peace and quiet would come to Addison Apartments

[little-mari-on-a-roof]

A new song from the upcoming Miraculous movie just came out, so here is a transcription of the lyrics with my translation. 🫶

Plus forts ensemble (Stronger Together)

Elliott:

Dans ma vie, tu es entrée comme par magie.

Comme une étoile qui brille dans la nuit,

Tu es apparue.

In my life, you entered as if by magic.

Like a star shining in the night,

You appeared.

Lou:

Mes sentiments ne trichent pas quand tu es présent.

Tu as effacé mes tourments,

La peur a disparu.

My feelings don't cheat when you are present.

You erased my torments,

The fear has disappeared.

E: Prends ma main !

Both: Nos chemins parcourent le monde,

Nos destins sont liés maintenant.

Et ce soir, toi et moi, montrons au monde

Que rien ne peut nous séparer.

Take my hand!

Our paths travel the world,

Our fates are linked now.

And tonight, you and me, let's show the world

That nothing can stand between us.

L: Grâce à toi, je connais ce qu'est vraiment la liberté,

Tu as su retrouver l'étincelle qui me manquait.

Coeurs et âmes, associés,

Plus forts ensemble pour l'éternité.

Thanks to you, I know what freedom really is,

You knew how to find the spark I was missing.

Hearts and souls, connected,

Stronger together for eternity.

E: Mes chagrins ne sont rien dès que je sens ta présence,

Mon regard dans le tien est bien plus qu'une évidence.

Coeurs et âmes, associés,

Plus forts ensemble pour l'éternité.

My sorrows are nothing as soon as I feel your presence,

My eyes in yours is more than evident.

Hearts and souls, connected,

Stronger together for eternity.

L: Quelle est cette émotion ? Je ne peux voir que lui.

Dès qu'il prononce mon nom, l'univers me sourit.

What is this emotion? I can only see him.

As soon as he pronounces my name, the universe smiles at me.

E: Dans son regard, j'ai rencontré l'amour.

Je voudrais que ce soir dure pour toujours.

In her gaze, I met love.

I want this night to last forever.

L: Désolée, mon cœur est déjà pris.

J'en oublie qui je suis,

Je m'en vais c'est mieux.

I'm sorry, my heart is already taken.

It makes me forget who I am,

It's better for me to go.

E: Reste un peu, on est bien tous les deux.

Je te fais un aveu,

Je suis amoureux.

Stay a little, we're good together.

I confess,

I am in love.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Meet Strange: What's the most memorable way your OC has ever met a new person? Was it a good experience? Bad experience? Just plain weird? How's their relationship with that person now?

Past: Does your OC have any past partners? How did the relationship(s) end? Are any of their exes still in their life, and if so, do they get along?

I’m curious if Diane had partners pre-hobie

Yay I love these!!! Especially the first one AAAAAHHHH

Also I'm sorry this is seriously so long don't feel forced to read it all if you dont wanna i just like having it typed out also a lot of reaction images

Meet Strange:

Hobie & Diane's First Meeting

Meet Strange: What's the most memorable way your OC has ever met a new person? Was it a good experience? Bad experience? Just plain weird? How's their relationship with that person now?

Hobie and Diane's first meeting would most likely be described as 'mortifying'. (In her eyes) Because of their proximity in era, Hobie was actually the one sent to recruit her. The usual protocol is simple - follow them home from patrol and give them the whole 'joining pitch' - very boring. Hobie hates doing it. But he follows Diane and instead of going home after patrol - she goes to the club. Like - was just beating a purse-snatcher's ass in an alleyway to changing in the discotheque bathroom. Hobie is like '?? okay. i suppose. WEIRD choice but okay' and he hadn't planned on trying to approach her in a CLUB but sure They come across each other in the club, and by the time he's spotted her in the crowd and they're face to face, she's drunk. She's plastered and she wants to dance and she cannot hear him or understand his accent for the life of her but she's vibing tho. Has no idea what's happening or who he is but all she knows is a hot guy is standing in front of her and he's handsome and tall and british and she needs no more information He has to buy her a drink just to get her to sit still and then when he even tries to explain she's like

Thinking 'this man is fine as hell but he be talking a lot'. Cuts him off mid-sentence just to be like "yeah, yeah i can dig it -btw how tall are you? You like 6'5? Anyone ever told you you're pretty?" cause WHY ELSE would he be approaching her in the club?? She spends the whole time flirting and Hobie is like 'luv, ur adorable but imma need u to focus.' Finally he gets her outside and she's thinking she's gonna score. But instead to finally get her to understand he uses his webslinger in front of her but instead of mystified realization Diane is like

She's immediately sober and screaming like 'How did you do that?! That's impossible!'

And Hobie is like "How's it impossible??? You can do that-" And Diane goes "How'd you know I can do that?! That's impossible!"

Good. Now she's drunk and freaked out. At that point Hobie is ready to give up and he's just like 'you know what we need to get you home'. Meanwhile Diane is dazed, drunk and confused cause since when are there British Spiderpeople????

Eventually he does get her home and she passes out asleep. Wakes up the next morning - starts screaming again cause she thought she was on psychedelics and dreamt him or something.

After everything he finally gives her the pitch and heads back to HQ - heads to Miguel - and she's mortified the whole time.

Can't look him in the eyes, deathly embarrassed that she spent last night hanging off of him and saying x-rated shit to her new coworker.

Miguel is already pissed cause he's like 'what took u two so long'

and Hobie, thinking this is all hilarious just goes "We slept together."

Meanwhile Diane's about to die of embarrassment in front of her NEW BOSS

and she's like "YA'LL He means in the same apartment. I don't know why he said it like that- We slept in tHE SAME APARTMENT-"

thus starts a cycle of his tourment. He don't even call her 'luv' he call her 'Daiquiri' or '4 Daiquiri Diane' because that's what he had to buy her to get her to sit still. She can't live it down.

"Oi, there you are, Daiquiri Darlin'."

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Past: Does your OC have any past partners? How did the relationship(s) end? Are any of their exes still in their life, and if so, do they get along?

Yay I love this one. Yes! Diane has been through (kinda speed-ran) all of her 'canon' romances, except one. Hobie kinda has a Scott Pilgrim situation on his hands (yeah right) because a lot of them still hang around her

Betty Brant - a.k.a Brian Bett - A high-school sweetheart she dated for a couple-years. Currently goes to ESU, journalist student, plays it straight and dislikes Diane's "black extremism". She thinks he's a chump

Gwen Stacy - a.k.a Glenn Stacy - a guy she met shortly after joining the society (back when her and Hobie didn't know each other fairly well). They dated for about 8 months and were thinking about engagement. Hobie tried to disrupt Diane's canon event but was unfortunately too late to save him. He helped her with that trauma a lot

Mary-Jane Watson - Martin-Jean Watson - THIS GUY. A couple months after Glenn's death, Diane finds out through Margo that her Mary-Jane canon event is coming up. She's over the moon! Tells Hobie how excited he is, gets all dolled up And she runs into him and it's just..NOT IT. He's punk like Hobie, and a Guitarist, like Hobie. His humor is the same as Hobie's - a vest like his too. Except he's an arrogant manchild. He's like Hobie - but he's what she would've been into if she hadn't met Hobie. And it's like just knowing Hobie has dirupted her canon event. Because she's just not into this guy. And if she didn't know Hobie. She would've been. She tries to dates Martin for a couple of weeks before he does something and Hobie is like '...damn he's doing you wrong you should throw him out.' and she does. Funny thing is Martin KNOWS about Hobie and has met him at Diane's shows. And they would get along AMAZING, but Martin hates his guts and Hobie thinks it's funny as hell - so he instigates. After Diane and Martin break up her and Hobie start getting more serious and exclusive and since Martin is her guitarist back on her Earth he just has to deal, which Hobie can't get enough of.

thank you so much for this and if you read this far please let me know id love it if anyone read this far cause this is a LOT okay thanks byeeee