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avatarmerida · 5 months ago

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A Blight By Any Other Name

I posted a preview for this awhile ago but I've been busy and whatver so here it is! It's a slight AU I guess but I'm mostly here for vibes not for explanations. If you see any errors no you didn't!

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“Willow please!”

“Amity, I don’t know, it’s risky isn’t it?”

“There’s no way anyone would ever find out!”

“If that’s true then why don’t you just skip it or send an illusion?”

“I just need it to go well enough so my mom will stop bugging me and I’ll never have to do it again,” said Amity. “I’m just no good at these kinds of things and I’m worried I’ll mess it up so much that she’ll make me try again or send me to courtesy lessons with the twins.”

It was the envy of every parent who hoped to gloat about their child. Once a week for a month, the head of the Emperor’s coven would see a hopeful recruit and mentor them. It was a chance to impress them as well as learn from them. There were months that went by with no worthy adversary appearing as you needed to be the best, the boldest and the brightest.

Being rich didn’t hurt your chances either.

“Why is your mom sending you anyway? Why can’t she send one of the twins?”

“She knows they won’t take it seriously,” Amity groaned. “She wants to make a good impression and she thinks it’ll help my chances of getting into the Emperor’s Coven. But all my antidotes were formed around impressing Miss Lillith, I don’t have time to research the charm the golden guard prefers.”

“And I do?”

“You’re just naturally likeable!” Amity declared. “It will give me time to prepare. Just pretend to be me and make me seem calm and friendly.”

“And what happens if he doesn’t like me or asks me something only you could ever answer?”

“The first visit is always a tour of the grounds, which I’ve studied enough to know anyway,” said Amity. “Just nod and smile and it will be fine! I just… I can’t…”

Willow saw through her instantly. “You have plans with Luz tonight, don’t you?”

“What? No, n-not like ‘official’ plans or anything like that but she mentioned she was doing something and it seemed intentional and so I thought maybe we would-.”

“It’s okay Amy, I get it,” said Willow with a smile. She was adjusting to having Amity back in her life and whatever was happening between her newest and oldest friend might not have been her favorite thing at first but it was growing on her. And who was she to stand between two dorks with crushes? “I’ll go for you.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Perfect! I’ll grab the concealment stone for you!” Said Amity as she wrapped her friend in a hug. “Oh, thank you Willow! I owe you big time!”

“Yeah I know,” said Willow with a sigh as she returned the hug. “I know.”

———

The plan was simple: Willow would take a concealment stone and go to the meeting as Amity and secure a good first impression. According to Amity’s research, she probably wouldn’t even need to talk (Willow didn’t know if that meant ‘have the opportunity to’ or ‘be allowed to’ but was too nervous to ask) and by the time they had walked the grounds, the appointment would be over. She had endured worse.

The Golden Guard greeted her at the gate, if you could call it that. He didn’t technically say hello or ask how or who she was or offer any information about himself. He just gave her a nod and told her to follow him.He spoke only when necessary, and when he did his tone was harsh and condescending. Willow couldn’t help but feel it felt forced. He gave instructions as though it came as naturally as breathing, sounding as though he was both tired and proud of showing her around. She walked three steps behind him, just as he told her to, and nodded and showed faint signs of understanding, just as Amity had told her. It was plain and awkward and everything Amity had said it would be.

The first visit was meant to be nothing more than a mostly silent and distant tour of the grounds,but once they got to the garden, Willow couldn’t help herself.

“Woah! Is that a Phantom orchid?!” She exclaimed, trailing back to get a closer look.

“Hmm? Oh yeah it is,” he said, stopping to allow her to observe. Usually when someone interrupted him, it was a coven head telling him to shut up or mocking him or dismissing the fact he was speaking at all. But this girl wasn’t ignoring him, she was including him in her excitement, so he allowed himself to allow it.

“And it’s blooming already?” she continued, getting as close as she could. “How did that happen? The full moon isn’t for a few more days!”

“Oh, well Terra figured out that if you add moon dust to the water it will naturally convert the sunlight into the needed chemical to bloom.”

“The water, of course!” Willow said, laughing as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Why didn’t I think of that? It helps the pigment coloration too! Ah! It’s so pretty! Look at the lateral sepal and the dorsal sepal! They’re much bigger than average, it must be cross pollinated to have a wide enough stem to support that.”

He watched as she continued to chatter about the details of the flower, seeing things within things and connecting it to flowers in her own garden. She was vibrant and excited and loud, uncaring if she got dirt stains on her uniform as she got closer to the plant. It was extremely unprofessional.

“You know a surprising amount about plants for someone on the abomination track.” He observed as he knelt down beside her.

“Well, between you and me I’m not really the best at abominations.” Willow replied without really thinking, too enamored by the details of the flower before her to monitor her filter.

“Oh, well that was surprisingly… honest.” He marveled.

Oh shoot, Amity probably didn’t want a rumor that she didn’t excel at the abomination track getting back to the Emperor.

“I-I just mean you know in all my studies I-I have sooo many studies!” Willow sputtered. “When I said ‘I’m not the best’ I mean more like uh… like uh…”

“Oh, no I didn’t mean anything by it! No, it’s just that… in other afternoon arrangements I’ve had they always try to talk themselves up, they’d never admit to not doing well at something.” He cleared his throat, uncertain why he cared about offering her peace of mind in her confession.”It’s… refreshing. I feel like you’re the first person I’m actually getting to know.”

Willow smiled. “Well alright then, your turn,” she said, standing back up brushing the lingering dirt off her knees. “Tell me something you don’t like.”

“Wild witches,” he responded instantly, low and dramatic.

“O-kay,” Willow said nervously. “Maaaybe switch gears then, what’s something you like?”

“Catching wild witches.”

“No,” she giggled, shaking her head. “That’s your job, but what’s something you do that’s just for you? Like, a hobby or something you do for fun?”

“I like… to read?” He said after a moment, too embarrassed to tell her he had no time for fun. None of the questions he had gotten had ever been so… genuine.

“Okay, that’s a start,” she said with a smile. “What do you like to read about?”

He went to answer and she quickly cut him off to say: “And don’t say ‘about how to catch wild witches.’”

“Fine,” he said, cracking a smile she could hear. “I like… reading books about adventures, and history, and the human realm.”

“Ooh, my best friend is a big fan of the human realm,” said Willow enthusiastically. She decided it was best to not mention Luz, lest his line of questions shift back to the wild witch she was known to be staying with. “We found a book about human gardening at the market once and the lack of carnivorous plants over there is very surprising.”

“Yes! Exactly, okay I’ve said that exact thing before!” He replied excitedly, elated to hear his thoughts echoed. “I think it’s because the rain doesn’t boil over there and it makes their foliage more docile.”

“Oh yeah! That’s a good point!” Willow said as their excitement connected.

“And not to mention the psshahshshlssh.”

“Oh sorry, I didn't catch that.”

“I was just saying how the flowers here aren’t as deedsmdnns.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Willow asked again, his sentiment lost behind his mask.

“Oh sorry, here lemme just-.” He realized the issue and went to swiftly remove the mask, and when he did Willow couldn’t hear a word he said, only her own thoughts echoing behind her wide eyes.

Oh boy.

He really was just a boy.

And boy he was-

“Hot,” voiced Willow without thinking.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” He asked, moving his hand through his hair, letting a lock spin in front of his face as the rest aired out like a soft halo.

“Er I just mean it must get really hot under that mask,” Willow recovered, the guard none the wiser.

“Um yeah sometimes I guess,” his voice clear and unmuffled making him seem more real somehow. “It’s just for protection and authority and whatever,” he said with a shrug, as though he was explaining why he wore any other mundane accessory. “My uncle requires that I wear it most of the time.”

“It’s a shame cause you really do have a nice face.”

“Oh uh thank you?” He said, averting his gaze to the ground. If anyone else had said it, he’d roll his eyes knowing it was sarcasm or was about to be followed by some nasty comment. But when this girl said it, he somehow knew it was sincere. He dared to hope she wasn’t just saying it to be polite.

He wanted to tell her she did too.

But instead he asked:

“What other flowers do you have in your garden?”

——

He let her talk about plants for hours.

Her friends loved hearing her talk about them, of course, but there was something different about the way the guard listened. He hung on her words like she had invented them, but his contribution proved that he was just as well versed in certain aspects as she was. The tiny, mundane details that often caused other people to get lost were equally beloved by the pair. He just loved knowing things Willow quickly learned, and when she said something he hadn’t known before he treated it like it was a revelation and looked for a way to take notes. And when he talked, oh Titan, there was such a fire in his eyes. Willow loved how he talked with his hands as though he was laying out illustrations that only they could see, even more enchanting than an illusion. When he had been talking longer than he was usually able to, he apologized but Willow insisted he continue.

They had hardly realized any time had passed until they heard Darius call for him, and Willow pulled out her scroll to check the time. They had gone way over the allotted hour.

“Wow, time really flies I guess,” Willow chuckled, hoping she hadn’t kept him from anything important.

“Yeah,” the guard said, unable to hide the tone of disappointment in his voice as he tried to keep it hidden from his face. He put his mask back on. “I’ll uh, walk you out then.”

When they arrived at the gate, a familiar silence danced between them. But this time it fought, as though being crushed by all the things they had not gotten to yet. She turned on her heel and bashfully offered him her hand, trying to safe face (or, rather, Amity’s face).

“Well, it was very nice to meet you-.”

“Hunter,” he said quickly, as though he was unsure it was proper to say.

“What?”

“That’s my name, Hunter,” he said. “You can call me that, if you like. It’s a bit less formal.”

“Is that what all your friends call you?”

“I guess? They would if I did, I mean. Have friends, that is.”

“Well then I’d be happy to call you Hunter,” said Willow. “And you can call me…” Woah, she had almost let it slip. She technically hasn’t introduced herself, she hadn't needed to, but she wanted to return the favor. But in what world was Willow a nickname for Amity? “Clover.”

“Clover?”

“Yeah it’s uh a nickname,” she said with a nervous laugh. “Everyone calls me that.”

“Oh, like a lucky clover.”

“Exactly,” she said in an airy voice she had never used but he had inspired her twice in one afternoon. She’d think of a believable explanation to give Amity later.

“Well I felt very lucky to meet you,” he said bashfully, feeling as though he was trying to add something more within the compliment. He could tell she sensed it as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He felt a little stupid but somehow not in a bad way?

“Me too,” she said softly. “I had fun.”

“Surprisingly I also really enjoyed myself,” he admitted in disbelief. “You’re very nice company, Ms. Blight.”

“You know, you’re not so bad yourself,” she said with a smile. That’s something Amity would say, right? She couldn’t place exactly when the shift had happened but at some point she had forgotten she was supposed to be pretending to tolerate him as she found herself genuinely enjoying herself.

He cleared his throat, kicking at the dirt as he fought against shyness. “Would you want to do this again? I mean, sooner than the weekly arrangement, that is.” He made sure to clarify. “I can plan something outside the castle, maybe show you where Terra has some of her rarer species.”

“Oh, I-I l’d really like that actually,” Willow couldn’t help but say. But that would complicate things even more in many ways. She was supposed to be getting Amity out of this and yet she was committing to more time with him. Plus how could she justify Amity being in two places at once?

“It’s just… I’m…” but she could hardly say that was the reason so what reason could she give that wouldn’t leave him hurt or suspicious?

He sensed her hesitation. “Oh yeah I mean you’re probably busy, I’m probably busy too anyway.”

“Yeah, and I know how strict your uncle can be and well you know how my mom is.”

“Yeah, I… sure do,” he said in a way that only someone who knew Odalia Blight but didn’t want to possibly offend her daughter would. “So, is that why you dyed your hair? I heard she prefers it all green like hers.”

“Oh yeah,” she chuckled, knowing Amity’s most comfortable level of rebellion was letting her roots show.

“I mean, I think it would be lovely on you,” said Hunter shyly. “Green suits you; especially the green of your eyes.”

“Green of my-.” Amity’s eyes were brown and not a brown that would be mistaken for green even in a dim light.

“And I also think they look lovely with the gold frame of your glasses,” Hunter quickly added, dipping his toes into a more detailed compliment. “Your whole face really is uh… very pleasant. Nothing like Odalia. Not that I’m calling your mother ugly! That’s no, I just meant because I know how you feel about her that I can see you as your own person and that you have features that are unique and that look very…”

As Hunter continued to ramble, Willow caught sight of herself in the reflection of a window. She wore the abomination uniform but it was not Amity’s face that looked back at her now. Her eyes darted to her neck and widened when they saw she had forgotten the concealment stone.

Her face, her body, her voice had been hers from the beginning. The only thing Hunter didn’t know about her was her name.

“… I guess what I’m trying to say is you’re very beautiful and I enjoy spending time with you,” he managed to get to the point, his tone indicating he realized it as he was saying it. “Not that I wouldn’t if you weren’t but I guess…” he trailed off again and sighed as Willow’s heart caught up to her mind realizing his words were truly for her, as her.

“You’re just… not what I was expecting,” said Hunter. “And I’m sorry if I didn’t give you the best first impression.”

Her throat felt tight. She hadn’t intended to trick him, not like this. For some reason doing it in her own skin made the lie more hurtful. As spot on as her Amity impression could be, she hadn’t wanted to do the wrong thing and so stuck to what she knew. He just made it easy for her to be herself. He laughed at her jokes and listened to her and looked at her so softly and so attentively and so…and for him to say such nice things… it felt odd but she desperately wanted him to know everything but her name.

“Well, in my opinion first impressions aren’t always all they’re cracked up to be,” she said. “But I’m really looking forward to seeing you again.”

——-

“Amity please,” Willow said, her voice determined to let her know this was not a request to be taken lightly. “In all the years I’ve known you, can you honestly say there was even a single time that I was not a good friend to you?”

“No,” Amity could not even pretend to search for ammo. “But why do you want to go back so badly? Was it the garden?”

“Well, it’s not just the garden,” Willow admitted sheepishly. “The Golden Guard isn’t as scary as everyone makes him out to be, ya know? We had a really good time and I just wanna see him again.”

“Really?” Amity asked with a raise of her eyebrow. When she arrived to download with Willow, she had expected to have much to apologize and make up for. She would never have guessed that her friend would want to take her place again. “Are you sure there’s not something else going on?”

“Well I also maaaaay have forgotten to wear the concealment stone so he thinks you look like me,” Willow added quickly as though it was a minor setback.

“Willow!”

“It’ll be okay though! I’ll think of something to fix it! I’ll make sure you still get credit or ya know maybe we can convince him there’s two girls with the same name and it was like some kind of mix up.”

“You really think that’ll work?”

“No he’s really smart,” Willow admitted, both in awe and disappointment of the truth. “But not just about coven stuff, he knows so many little random facts. We just talked for hours about plants and books and stuff but it felt like only minutes had gone by.”

“I know how that feels,” said Amity, a blush creeping into her face as she remembered her heart flipping when she and Luz had first discussed Azura and all the tangents they went on. How everything flowed so easy, like they were in a bubble.

Amity knew what everyone said about the Golden Guard, that he was cold and strict and stuck up. Whispers in the hallways had said the same thing about her, but she knew why. Maybe he needed a friend like Willow for his true colors to show. “Let me know if I can do anything to help.”

—-

So she went back the following week and when she entered the gates it was like they picked up right where they left off. Amity had sent her with an itinerary and talking points but all business left her mind when he entered her view. She saw the tenseness leave his shoulders and his stance become relaxed when she smiled at him. Now that she knew he was seeing her, her heart couldn’t help but flutter a little bit.

“You came back,” he said, unable to hide the fact that he was slightly stunned.

“I did,” she replied. “Is that… okay?”

“Yes, yes of course,” he said. “I’m just… not used to having people happy to see me who know me.”

“Well then, they must know you very well then, huh?”

There was hardly a moment of silence between them. Years of not being able to speak freely if anything frivolous poured out of him once she entered his sights. He collected jokes and anecdotes like inventory, counting the minutes until she was back at the gate greeting him with a wide smile no one else had ever held for him. He had considered that their unlikely connection was part of a strategy, but the more she shared about herself quickly put that theory to rest. She didn’t have enough intel on him for blackmail and didn’t do enough to talk herself up to make him feel she was aiming for favoritism. It was almost like she didn’t care about the coven at all, she treated it like an afterthought when it came up. Their shared obligation had brought them together but what kept them coming back together was more than Hunter fully understood. He just knew that once a week he could breathe.

There were some close calls (like referring to herself as an only child once) but luckily Willow knew Amity well enough that she could quickly recover any slip ups.It actually made it easier for her to visit on the days they weren’t technically meant to. Amity was a known sucker for extra credit, so of course she’d insist on more time with the coven head who was meant to be mentoring her. Though she did not say much when their time consisted of less mentoring and more of overly competitive games of capture the flag and listing fun facts at each other.

He asked her why she was on the abomination track when she so clearly was suited for the plant track and she said her father thought it was best for her, which was both in character and not a lie.

When they would get off on a tangent that he could not relate to official coven business, she smoothed it out by claiming the fact that they were meeting under the arrangement of her mother and the emperor made whatever they ended up doing official coven business. So he enjoyed her company without guilt, which allowed him to feel the new, confusing nerves all the more.

Despite the purpose of the arrangement being to help see if she would be a worthy addition to the coven, she never once asked about it. She asked about him plenty, but it was almost as though she had forgotten she was there on business.

---

A few weeks into the arrangement, Hunter was pacing at the gate waiting for his guest. It wasn’t like her to be late, in fact she usually came early so they’d have more time together. Every other candidate had reached a point when they stopped coming back, his drills were too much or his voice too annoying, or sometimes they neglected to give a reason all together. Granted this round had been different, he couldn’t deny he hadn’t been following usual protocol or checklist, but he felt that they both believed it was different in the best way. He had never been nervous like this before, he was nervous every day they were to meet. But it was a good nervous, he didn’t know how else to explain it.

His heart leapt when he finally saw her land on her palisman. He straightened his spine and ran his hand through his hair as she walked to the gate, lacking her usual pep.

“Hi, sorry I’m late,” Willow said forlorn, trudging in.

“It’s fine, I totally wasn’t worried you weren’t coming or anything,” said Hunter nervously, barely hiding the truth within. His face became serious as he noticed the disdain did not leave her face. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” she sighed, trying to force a smile. “This girl at school is just out to get me. Whenever she sees me she finds something to make fun of, and normally I can ignore it because I know she just wants a reaction out of me but I woke up already not feeling great and I dunno I guess it just got to me today.”

“What kind of things does she say?”

“That’s the worst part too, like the things she says aren’t even true or clever but she just keeps saying them,” Willow sighed. “Like she needs me to know how much she believes I’m a loser and that I’ll always be weak. It’s like she needs to make sure there’s someone worse off than her otherwise she can’t feel good about herself.”

“I’m surprised anyone would even try to mess with you, you know considering your status.”

“Oh yeah, as a Blight.”

“Oh well yeah but I mean just because of your ability in general,” said Hunter. “You’re a very powerful witch.”

“Me?”

“Yeah,” he said with confidence. Willow knew he must be fully informed of Amity’s academic strides to have secured her time with him, the Blights had a reputation in every aspect a person could. “I mean, it took Terra weeks to figure out how to get that seed to sprout and when I gave it to you you did it in minutes.”

“I didn’t even do anything really, I just held it to my heart because I was so excited. I just got lucky.”

“Yes but your first instinct was to be kind to it, Terra would never try something like that,” said Hunter. “Your magic comes from a genuine, caring place. It’s not for show or power and that’s what I think makes it so strong.”

Willow just stared at him.

“What? Did I say something weird? Is there something on my face? Why are you-.”

She wrapped him in a hug.

“You didn’t say anything weird,” said Willow. “It was just what I needed to hear. It was so sweet, thank you Hunter.”

“Yeah well I-if you what I can make that girl spend a night in the dungeon,” said Hunter, still unsure how to respond to her genuine words sometimes. His arms were pinned at his sides as she rested the side of her face on his chest. He didn’t know what to say but he didn’t want her to think him not talking meant he wanted her to let go.He didn’t know what this was but he knew he didn’t hate it. “We’ll see if she tries to mess with you again after that.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she giggled, looking up at him. “But you know what would really make me feel better?”

“What?”

“Watching you try your first slice of fairy pie!”

He gasped. “No way!”

She giggled at his expression as she released him to skip over to her bag. “I told you my dad makes the best so I saved you some from my lunch!” She rushed back over to him with the carefully packaged slice she had perfectly crafted for him. Hunter took it and eyed it skeptically.

“Alador made this?”

“No, he- er yeah I know right?” Willow gave the best nonanswer she could.

“And there’s no like… abomination goo in it?” he asked, only half joking as he looked it over.

“No I promise; I helped make this batch myself.

“Well it smells and looks really amazing,” Hunter said, feeling his mouth start to water. “But I can’t take this from you. Besides, I have my own piece of bread that I shouldn’t let go to waste.”

He went to fetch it from the table: the stale, pale slice of bread he had every encounter, the emperor’s idea of a snack. If you asked Willow, it shouldn’t be any person’s idea of edible.

“Well how about we swap then?” Willow offered. “My friends and I do it all the time! Try something new. You have the cake and I’ll take your bread so it doesn’t go to waste.”

“Are you sure? It hardly seems like a fair trade to yo-,” before Hunter could finish objecting, Willow snatched the bread from his hands and licked it.

”Now you have no choice.” She said plainly.

He was stunned and flustered and embarrassed all at once. He never knew how to explain the things she did or how he felt about them. He knew she didn’t care about impressing him, yet she did it without trying. She didn’t care how it made her look. She wasn’t trying to bribe him. She did nice things for him because they would help him, there was no favors or ulterior motives lurking within her actions.

She placed the cake in his hands, making it clear she would hear no more on the matter.

The cake was everything she said it was, which meant it was everything his normal snack wasn’t. This was rich and vibrant and sharp and sweet in a way Hunter didn’t know was possible. He both wanted to savor it and devour it as quickly as possible. Willow’s reaction was less entrancing, as she tried to fake a smile as she marveled at how something could taste sour and salty and somehow flavorless at the same time.

When she managed to stomach it, she turned to see his reaction and was surprised to see him looking despondent despite the extra frosting she had added to the treat that she had been sure would delight him.

“What’s wrong? Does it taste okay?”

“No, I mean yes I mean it’s just… you had a bad day and you still came to see me,” Hunter said.

“Yeah, I mean I had a feeling I’d be late but-.”

“No it’s not about that, it's just… well. it would be a perfectly valid reason to not come by,” said Hunter. “If you weren’t feeling up to it or something, it would be understandable. But then when you did, you end up making me feel better.”

“Yeah?”

“Why?”

“That’s what being friends is,” she said simply, trying not to smile too wide at the stray bit of frosting that was smudged on the side of his mouth.

“We’re friends?”

“Yeah,” she said, trying in vain to bite into the stale loaf. “What else would we be?”

“Well I … I don’t know,” he said with a shrug. He wanted to ask what other things they could be. “I guess I’m just… glad to hear you say it.”

“Well then,” she said with a smile, scotting a bit closer to him to wipe the rogue bit of frosting from his cheek. “I’ll be sure to say it more often.”

“Cool,” he said, breaking off a piece of the pie to hand to her,she accepted if for no other reason than she needed the stale and somehow sour aftertaste from her mouth. She would definitely be bringing him more suitable treats going forward.

“And besides,” she said with a smile. “Seeing you made me feel better too.”

----

On the off chance it should ever come up, Willow and Amity also met weekly to go over the meetings, Willow filling her in on any talking points that Darius might mention or Odalia might ask about. Of course, Willow did not tell Amity everything that went on at their encounters, she certainly kept the fluttering feeling in her chest to herself and the growing collection of heart doodles in her notebooks didn’t seem to come up. Willow just guaranteed that she was doing the Blight name justice and that her mother would be pleased with the report that may find its way back to her. She wasn’t sure how Hunter reported things, wondering if there were any portions he also kept to himself.

“... and then he mentioned the trial exams and “

“And what else did he say about those? Did he give you any clue about the new format?”

“Uh, maybe?” said Willow with a shrug. “Then I showed him a cute picture of Clover and he showed me a trick that he and his palisman have been practicing where he spins and then they both-.”

“Wait, he has a palisman?”

“Oh, shoot!” exclaimed Willow, sitting back up. “You can’t tell anyone! It’s a secret, oh but he’s so cute! Him and Clover get along so well. Oh my titan, I took the cutest picture of them playing when Hunter was telling us about-.”

“Hunter? Who is Hunter?”

“Oh,uh the er golden guard,” Willow said, feeling shy for some reason. “That’s his name. Is that a secret too?”

“I’m not sure,” Amity said. “But I guess it’s just surprising he lets you call him that. But I guess that means the meetings really have been going well huh?”

“Yeah,” Willow sighed, admitting a photo she had taken of Hunter and Flapjack when he wasn’t looking. The bird was looking up at him with so much love and happiness and Hunter gently stroked under his chin, smiling as the sun framed the scene. His jawline was sharp and his eyes were soft, he looked so content and comfortable and cute and- she was starting to suspect this was not a platonic way to look at a photo for five minutes straight as she totally forgot Amity was talking to her.

“...but it’s not like it’s guaranteed or anything, I mean I’m sure he would’ve mentioned it to you by now but we have a few years before it’s an issue and by then my mom might have dropped it, I mean Miss Lilith said I was on track to join the coven but that might not even be something I want by then and-.”

“What? Oh my titan Amity I’m so sorry I… I wasn’t paying attention.”

Amity rolled her eyes endearingly and laughed. “No worries, I was just saying how my mom was excited when she found out the Golden guard had taken over the coven because she thinks she can talk the emperor into an arrangement.”

“Like what kind of arrangement?” Willow asked, scrolling through her collection of photos as she sipped her drink.

“Like one like she and my dad have I think,” said Amty, wrinkling her nose. “A business marriage to try and get me ahead but like that wouldn’t guarantee anything and besides it would be totally-.”

She was cut off by Willow nearly choking to death.

“Hey, woah!” she patted her friend’s back as she caught her breath. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” she said after she managed to catch her breath. “I… um…Amity, are these meetings supposed to be like a… courtship?”

“Um I guess but my mom knows that I-.”

“Does Hunt- I mean, the golden guard, does he know?”

“Um maybe? I'm sure my mom isn’t the first person to try it, I mean it’s like the oldest trick in the book.”

“Amity, why didn’t you tell me I was basically going on dates with him this whole time?”

“Because my mom is always thinking of something new to get ahead and it never works out the way she- wait, why does that matter?”

“Because what if he thinks that I think we've basically been going on dates that I don’t actually like him I’m just trying to jump ahead into the coven and- why are you looking at me like that?”

Amity offered her a knowing glare before the dots connected and she pointed her finger at her friend and declared dramatically. “You like him!”

“What?!”

“You do! You like him!”

“I- maybe? I might? Kind of?” Willow knew she couldn’t deny it, she also kind of didn’t want to. “I mean sure, we have a lot in common and he’s really smart and funny and then I found out he was cute and I guess I just-.”

“Wait, cute? You saw his face?”

“Yeah, is that a big deal?”

“Well I don’t think he wears the mask because he wants everyone knowing what he looks like,” said Amity. “He must trust you.”

“Great,” groaned Willow, flopping onto the bed. “He trusts me and I’ve been lying to him since the moment we met.” Her voice was muffled by her pillow. Amity sighed and went to pat her back to reassure her but hesitated, not as skilled at comforting others as she wished she was. She cleared her throat and tried to offer a positive thought, but thankfully Willow cut her off as she continued to voice her thoughts.

“The ironic part is I really do feel like myself around him,” she sighed, rolling over to be heard better as she hugged the pillow to her chest. “But if I tell him now he might not believe me or he’ll be upset and then you’ll get in trouble on top of it!”

“I shouldn’t have put you in this position in the first place,” said Amity solemnly..

“I’m honestly kind of glad you did,” Willow admitted bashfully. “I… I really do like him.”

“Well as… unorthodox as your meeting was, I’m happy for you,” said Amity. “I’m sure he likes you too.”

Willow couldn’t help but blush, feeling giddy to finally be open about her crush. She had missed talking crushes with Amity.

“Which probably isn’t ideal since he thinks you’re me, huh?”

“Yeah that’s… probably not great.”

“I mean, he may think you’re a Blight but he knows inside you’re a Park,” Amity offered proudly. Willow simply offered her a look.

“Was that too much?” Amity winced.

“It was a little cheesy,” Willow admitted with a chuckle. “But you’re right. I care about him and don’t want to hurt him. So I think I know what I have to do.”

Amity could tell that knowing the right thing to do also meant Willow wouldn’t enjoy doing it.

—-

Willow did not go back the next week.

Or the week after that.

She couldn't help but feel like doing so was leading him on. Even though she knew she felt… a certain way about him,there was no scenario she could think of that didn’t end with him feeling heartbroken or foolish. The Blights were known to be busy, she hoped he’d assume she’d been held up with school or other obligations.

But instead, he broke his own heart because she was too polite to do it.

Which is how he found himself at the Blights’ door.

He waited patiently as the abomination servant fetched Odalia, who greeted him with a smile that lacked sincerity and brought to mind a vampire. How had such a cold place brought forth such a warm person?

There was no turning back now, he would not be scared off by the unfortunate circumstance of her upbringing. Hunter removed his mask knowing it naturally lent authority to his tone and he wanted to assure that this came not as a demand or something official but a personal request from the heart. He had rehearsed it in the mirror for hours, imagined and planned different scenarios of varying grandness but he didn’t want it confused for a spectacle.

“Mrs. Blight, I’ve come here to ask for your blessing,” he said, certain and nervous in a way that made the contraction feel welcoming.

“Blessing? Blessing for what, exactly?”

He took a deep breath to better brace himself and his heavy eyes were serious and sincere as the words entered the world outside his bedroom for the first time.

“I believe I am in love with your daughter.”

“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised,” she replied with a smug gleam in her eye. “The Blights shine so brightly, of course the emperor’s right hand man can see that clearly. Allow me to fetch her.”

Hunter straightened his spine as Odalia touched her broach and in a moment, Emira appeared beside her.

“Oh, uh I-I’m sorry I meant your other daughter,”

“Oh,” said Odalia. “Heh, my apologies.” She touched her broach and Amity came trudging in beside her sister, trying to keep her composure when she discovered the reason why.

“Oh, uh I guess I meant your other other daughter,” he clarified once more.

“Edric?” Emira said with a raise of her eyebrow.

“Amity,” said Hunter. “Though I know she prefers to go by-.”

“This is Amity, your grace,” said Odalia, bringing Amity forward. “I understand if you didn't recognize her. I know the purple hair is rather unappealing, but we can change it if it isn’t to your liking.”

“No, no that’s not-.” He sighed. “Are you sure there’s no one else here? Anyone who might go by Clover?”

“‘Clover?’” Emira repeated. “Isn’t that the name of-.”

“Um, ya know I think we just need some privacy,” said Amity, nearly jumping out of her skin as she ran to take Hunter’s wrist. “Excuse us won’t you okay byeee!”

Hunter followed her until they were out of earshot, then stopped to demand some explanation. His confusion bordered on anger, slowly shifting to hurt.

“What’s going on?”

“You’re not in love with me.”

“Well duh,” scoffed Hunter. “I’m in love with Amity.”

“No, no you’re not,” she sighed. “I mean, you are but the Amity you think is Amity isn’t really Amity because I’m really Amity.”

“What?”

She went and pulled out her scroll and turned to show him a photo. “This is her, right?”

He looked down and saw it was her… whoever she was. She was bright and beaming, smiling the smile he knew meant she had been laughing.

“Yes,” he said. For a moment, his heart dropped as he considered the notion that she had seen him coming and fled the house in order to avoid this conversation. “So if she’s not here… what’s going on?”

—

Willow had drafted dozens of letters she didn’t know how to send. No matter how she worded it., the truth just didn’t seem good enough. And now she had let time pass, maybe too much time. But she didn’t know which she was more afraid of: hurting him or admitting she had been hurting him all along. But realistically what did she think would happen? He was essentially a prince. Her reputation labeled her as half-a-witch. Their worlds were never meant to collide, he would be bored of her or outgrow her soon enough. He would never demote himself to her world.

Then she saw him at the end of her garden path, walking to her front door.

No mask, no armor, no walls. Just him. Her heart raced and sank and hid over and over. Was he here to arrest her? To yell at her? To save her? Suddenly, she didn’t care. After weeks that felt like lifetimes, seeing him just made her come to realize how much she missed him.

He knocked.

She quickly fluffed her hair in the mirror by her front door and took a deep breath before she slowly opened it for him. She didn’t know what to say, if she should greet him, hug him, or if she should have pretended to not be home. Once their eyes met, the words flooded out.

“I’m sorry,” she said with wide eyes. “Are you mad? It’s okay if you are, I’d be mad too. You should be mad, I lied to you. I had a good reason to, I know it’s not an excuse because I kept doing it even after Amity asked me to stop. I just liked you and spending time with you and I promise I never lied about that and I wanted to tell you but I didn’t know how and I-.”

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“I- what?”

“Your name,” he said breathlessly. “Your real name.”

“Willow,” she said. “Willow Park.”

“Willow,” he repeated, like it made the air taste sweeter. It suited it, it felt like it should be so obvious that it was the perfect word to describe her. It was elegant and whimsical and simple in a way that managed to capture all that she was in mere letters. It had music in it, like reciting a fond dream.

“Well Willow Park,” he said, the name dancing on his lips like prayer as he extended his hand to her. “It’s an honor to meet you.”

She took it. “The pleasure is all mine, Golden Guard sir,”

“Please call me Hunter.”

“Okay,” she said nervously. “Even though I actually don’t have the status of a Blight? You’re still okay with me calling you Hunter?”

“Yeah, I mean that’s what my friends call me.”

“Okay cool,” she said, feeling nervous around him for the first time in weeks. She brushed her hair behind her ear, feeling like he was waiting for her to say more. “So um h-how did you find me?”

“Oh, Amity- the real Amity- told me,” he explained. “When you stopped showing up I went to Blight manor to make sure you were okay.”

“I’m sorry I worried you,” she said softly. “I wanted to explain but I didn’t want to get Amity in trouble and I didn’t want to lie and it was just easier this way. It’s cowardly, I know. But I was worried that if I went to tell you and saw you I wouldn’t be able to go through with it.”

“Oh, okay,” he voice wavered and he cleared his throat to try and hide it. “I uh- t-that’s good to know then. I was also worried that maybe I had done something to offend you.”

“No of course not! Why would you think that?”

“Well the last time I saw you we um, or rather I lingered in our embrace,” he said, his face reddening with every word. “And I was worried that it may have been inappropriate that you could interpret it as unprofessional.”

She had noticed, but she would have sworn she had been the one lingering.

“That’s definitely not the reason.”

“So then you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing to forgive,” she said with a smile. “I’m the one with things to apologize for.”

“Weeeeell that’s not entirely true,” he said with a nervous laugh. “Since we’re admitting things, you or rather Amity I suppose, didn’t need to keep coming because… my uncle stopped requiring it after the second visit. So I… I kind of lied too.”

“And why would you do something like that?”

“Because I liked spending time with you,” he said. “And I would like to see you again,” he cleared his throat to try and summon his confident tone back. “Outside the castle walls.”

Willow smiled. “To do what?”

“Well, uh I know the… situation of how we met wasn’t entirely… ideal “ he continued. “And I eh- hold on, this changes my speech a little.”

“You made a speech?” she said, knowing he made speeches for the most important matters in his life. “For me?”

“I heh yeah I did,” he said with a chuckle. He knew she wouldn’t mock him, her teasing was always gentle and from a caring place. She helped him see the humor in himself, that allowed him to relax for at least a moment.“I… it’s so weird. I had no trouble telling Odalia Blight how I felt about you.Titan, I loved you even when I thought you were a Blight, I considered it the closest thing you had to a flaw and even then I-.”

He looked up and saw her gentle expression was gone and now she looked stunned. Not upset, just surprised.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, worried he had misread the situation.

“You just… you just said you loved me.” Willow said as though letting him know he had misspoke.

“Oh! I mean yes, I did,” he tried to save face. “I did say that because… well… it’s not totally untrue. I mean I was researching dynamics within a friendship and found many of the aspects present in our interactions but then there were other… feelings that were slightly more advanced than ones expressed within a purely platonic relationship. And one day after you left I suppose my face was still rather flushed when a scout saw me and they accused me of being in love and I… I don’t think they were wrong?”

She knew they were young and being in love was something major and brought with more time but Titan she couldn’t deny that she loved hearing him say it. Despite his feeling causing him to be teased and confused and uneasy, he trusted her enough to share it unfiltered.

“You mean a lot to me too,” she said, trying to balance the sentiments dancing between them. “

“Sorry if I’m talking a lot I just feel like when I don’t see you I save all the things I want to say and they just like flood out because I just feel really safe around you and I know it was only a week but I really missed you, like I miss you every time sorry if that’s weird or-.”

“It’s not weird,” she said, taking his hands in hers. “It’s definitely not weird.”

“Yeah okay,” he chuckled, trying to hide his blush as he couldn’t help but focus on how soft her hands were. “So it’s… okay? I wanted to do this right and not seeing you at Blight manor kind of threw me through a loop. I just pictured it happening a certain way.”

“How did you picture it?”

“Well, worst case scenario you turn me down because it was just something you did for your family and you secretly despise me.”

She giggled, not to make fun of him but because it seemed like an impossible scenario. “And the best case?”

“Well I… I guess this is probably better than the best case,” he said. He balled his fists at his sides and bit his lip, feeling entirely out of his element.

“Hunter,” she began gently, finding solace in the fact that they felt out of place together. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Yes,” he said, dramatically exhaling unaware he had been holding his breath in the first place. “Oh thank Titan I’m so glad you said something because I did not know where I was going with that.”

They laughed, falling into a comfort they had both missed dearly.

“So… can we start over?” she asked. “No lies?”

“Sounds good to me, Willow,” he said, getting used to the excitement that came with saying her name now. “So since we’re being honest, do you actually have any interest in joining the emperor’s coven?”

“Not really,” she admitted, sucking her teeth. “Is that okay?”

“Well, technically I’m only supposed to socialize with potential recruits,” said Hunter, pretending to be distraught. “So it looks like I’m going to have to find a way to convince you.”

“Hmmm, that might take awhile though.”

“I’m prepared to arrange as many meetings as necessary to try and enlist you,” he declared in a new version of his ‘official’ voice. “The emperor’s coven can’t let a recruit with your potential get away so easily.”

“So what do you have in mind?”

“Well, I’d love to take you to the botanical gardens we talked about,” he said. “Perhaps one of those flyer derby matches you mentioned or that bakery I pass by on patrol.”

“I’d really like that,” she said with a smile.

“So we… have a new arrangement?” he asked, extending his hand to her before adding just because he liked saying it: “Willow?”

“It looks like we do,” she said, shaking his hand. “As long as you’re prepared to give the speech you wrote for the Blights to my dads.”

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mariaofdoranelle · 4 months ago

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Lollapal-oops-a: part 1

Written for Rowaelin Month day 6 - Misunderstanding leading to disaster; @rowaelinscourt

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Hey guys!! I have three parts planned for this, all of them due this month <3

Warnings: none other than the prompt itself hehe

Words: 965

Aelin’s internship at Damaris Publishers had been a learning experience in many ways, but one she didn’t see coming is that, sometimes, you meet a scary-looking, highly muscled and tattooed IT guy, and the only bonding experience you’ll have with him is over the favorite drag queen you two have in common.

Or at least that was what got her rooted to the floor as she stared at the computer screen Rowan Whitethorn forgot to lock on his way to the break room. Five tabs open—two of some nerdy stuff she wouldn’t bother with, and three of Edna Thornie: her Vogue Get Ready With Me on YouTube, her special appearance at the Kinky Boots musical for the Doranelle tour, and another about her upcoming Lollapalooza show this weekend.

“Did he forget it again?” Fenrys asked on his way to her, palms rubbing with giddiness to prank his friend once again.

Aelin snorted. “Yep. Are we Ctrl+Alt+Arrowing him again?”

He made a show of stopping, both hands on his hips to think. “I dunno. Too basic, too predictable by now. Lemme think.”

She gave one last look at his screen—a giant picture of Edna Thornie in all her fake-titted glory, breastplate so big it could be a Z cup and unbelievably cunty go-go boots. Aelin really did love the drag queen’s artistry, but not on her office crush’s screen.

Not a crush, she had to correct herself for the first time, a few months after deciding he was too hot for his own good. Aelin had to get over it, and quick. One minute of silence to mourn the dick she’d never bounce on—because no straight man would watch Edna Thornie do her makeup routine on his own volition—then back to work.

She asked Fenrys, “Rowan, he’s a big fan of Edna Thornie, ain’t he?”

“Yep,” Fen said with a small smile. “If you look past that grumpy shell of his, you’ll find that he really loves her.”

That grumpy shell was what got her. One oat milk latte, and she wouldn’t be so confused to see a drag queen on his screen.

“And you don’t find it a little odd?” Aelin inquired while removing the batteries from his mouse. She was going to put a post-it with a winky face underneath it, a little mercy so he wouldn’t spend too long to find out why it isn’t working.

“Why would it be odd?”

“He doesn’t look the type, that’s all.” Aelin shrugged. “I never would’ve guessed.” She tried to conceal the disappointment in her face as much as possible, but it was hard to when she was one conversation away from asking him out.

Her friend unplugged one of the cables. Frowned at it. Took a moment to study Aelin’s expression, and it was a while before he said, “I think Edna’s come a long way as an artist, specially being part of a marginalized group, and I think it’s a good thing that Rowan is that supportive and proud of her.” He said with a finality that was odd for the lively man, Fenrys left no room for discussion. “Don’t you agree?”

“Yes!” Aelin blurted, only now realized how shitty it was of her to comment on that. Just because she misplaced Rowan as straight, it didn’t give her the right to talk about him like that. It was no one’s business, and so out of line of her. “Yes, of course. I’m a fan too, I’m going to her show at Lollapalooza, it’s just… um. Nevermind.”

“Okay, then…” he trailed. “Now, how long do you think it’ll take for him to find out if I cover the end of this cable with tape.”

Aelin’s eyes widened, and she easily entertained him, happy to have the weird conversation over. “You evil genius!”

Fenrys grinned, and today’s prank was settled. She wondered if they would get more ruthless with Rowan now that she knew nothing romantic would happen, but Fenrys was pure evil either way, so things would hardly change.

Once the shenanigans were done, Aelin decided to refill her water bottle, only to find Rowan hunched over his half-eaten snack.

“Fancy some coffee?” he asked, then pointed at one of the two coffee cups in front of him.

She grinned. “That’s so sweet, thanks.”

No, not just grinned. Aelin had kind of melted on the spot. Chocolate hazelnut cappuccino from the overpriced cafeteria, no special occasion at all. Family aside, she wasn’t used to get this treatment from guys who didn’t want to get in her pants. Every time he was sweet and thoughtful to her, it was just about him being a good person and nothing about getting Aelin naked. What an unusual realization.

“How’s that…” Aelin squinted her eyes at his prepped lunchbox because Mala forbid Rowan eats a non-muscle-building meal like the common folk. “Kiwi?”

“Very… sweet?” He frowned at it. “Consumable? Functional. Very Thursday snack.”

Aelin tilted her head, endlessly amused by this man’s inability to eat exclusively for pleasure. “You eat fruit every Thursday? As in, a calendar?”

His eyes crinkled with a good kind of intrigue, or so it seemed. “You do know that meal planning is quite common, right? And doctors say it’s best to eat fruit everyday—not just on Thursdays.”

“That’s so very fruity of you to say!” The joke was out before her mind could filter it out.

He laughed. “Well, I do like to eat fruit.”

Aelin shook her head with a small grin. “I bet you do.”

She wanted to ask if he’d be at Edna Thornie’s show this weekend as well, since Aelin was going alone, but it’d would give away that she had just snooped into his computer—why ruin the prank this soon?

A/N: I’m actually discontinuing this fic so Edna Thornie is Enda and they’ll hook up after the concert k bye love y��all xx

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piningintrovert · 1 year ago

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Ramblings on Only Friends Ep. 2

Part 1/4

Again, public declarations/proposals my be-loathed

Cheum is really just here for the vibes and her friends' happiness and I love her for that

JENNY!! I mean P'YO!!! AND HER MAN!!!

This confessional is giving Reality TV vibes and I'm here for it. Although the series is fiction, it is depicting the very real lifestyles of many people in the world and it's honestly so refreshing

See? Sand gets it ... so lame

Aww, Ray ... sweetie

I'm just properly looking at the intro and god everyone looks so hot

You are so right Cheum — there is nothing hotter than someone doing or talking about something within their area of expertise

Not Mew and Top being different sides of the same coin — they both like the challenge; let's see who gives in first

Seriously, can we get Ray some help :(

Mew putting that emphasis on "my friend" oof

Ah, so Top definitely knows that Ray likes Mew

The start of Sand and Nick's bestie era; we love to see it

Mew, you're really after my heart — to tell the guy who's everyone's type that he's not YOUR type *chef's kiss*

Yes, getting Mew is about the chase and conquest BUT Top is a little out of his element bc Mew stimulates his mind AND his lions; he really ain't gonna know what hit him lol

Ray, sweetie ... why are you following this man? At this rate, you're never gonna beat the stray cat allegations

Yo 10,000 Baht is 281.21 USD???! — I would do it too for a check lol

Part 2/4

Can't even focus on the heated make out etc. bc those horns/antlers behind Nick's head were a terrible accident waiting to happen *shudders*

Nick is already so gooooone I just-

With the level of game Boston is spitting, Nick really didn't stand a chance

I want Sand's messenger bag; wonder if it'll be merch

Oooo I love the way they filmed Sand walking into Ray's sitting room; nothing like a good one-take scene

Ray's mom ... that explains so much :(

I guess this wakeboarding park is the new BL spot; first Wedding Plan and now OF lol

GO APRIL!!

Oh no Cheum :(

I'm sorry but Top diving into the water was ... LMAOOO

Gdi Boston! STAND TF UP!!! Top's not gonna pick you and no dick is worth losing a friendship over

Part 3/4

Did Boston climb the shower wall bc how the hell???

Gotta find that post that talks about red (stop), yellow (slow), and green/blue (go) being prominent colors in Mew and Top's relationship because it's really evident in this episode, ESPECIALLY in this cookie scene

Look at my boi Mew setting those boundaries iktr

Mutual mast rep? We love to see it!

But seriously Nick, I'm gonna need you to run baby

Yooo Neo's body is insane; I'm looking respectfully

Can WE see the monstera? We love a good plant tour on this side of the internet

Leaving a hot girl to go home with a hot guy; Sand is winning either way esp considering this super playful vibe Ray is putting on

Part 4/4

Sleeping pills? AND a tragic backstory?

Ngl I thought he was lying too lol ... still kinda think he's lying, but I'll let it go for now

Okay maybe he isn't lying; look at the way he's holding Mew :'(

Is that Ray and Mew in the picture? And what's with the tense, sinister bg music? Whatchu plottin' Boston?

Pansexual rep? We love to see it!

As I said last week, lighting cigarettes as a form of foreplay

Who knew a cigarette smoke kiss could be so life-changing; I am a new person

That little voice in First's head must've been going crazy during this scene lol

AND YOU'RE GONNA KEEP WANTING ME??? IKTR

At this rate, Khaotung's tattoo needs to get a separate check for it's role in this series

Oh Sand, sweetie ... the fire started when you lit that cigarette and you started playing with it the moment you accepted that smoke-filled kiss *deep sigh* you're in too deep now baby (both literally AND figuratively)

Next week is gonna be insane; see you then :)

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Are you implying Tom is forbidden (or is unconsciously doing it even though she didn't ask him to) to interact with female costars or women period😭 Like I'm just trying to understand to thought process behind this because I personally think its all circumstantial

Cherry = covid so zoom interview

TDATT = barely any press because of the streaming release and covid

Chaos Walking = amnesia (lol)

Uncharted = most of the interviews alone, and probable only a dozen of interview with mark. I think he focused on promoting the movie on his own but nothing about the gender of his costars, they had minimal part and where on opposite sides of the country

TCR = again I don't think that's it's about the gender of his costars, it's not like people would ship him with Amanda. I do think the promotion could've been better but it's not a female costars issue

Romeo = he just didn't promote it at all, I don't think he would move differently if he had a male costar.

And I don't think the Dune vs Challengers in terms of couple or Tom mentions was calculated. She was asked questions about him or leading to him during Dune, she answered. But She didn't move that differently With Challengers. She started her press tour by going with him to a tennis game, so clearly no issue with using the couple card for a little PR. She mentioned him on Kimmel where we know they plan every single thing they talk about because of how big the reach of the show is, so it was definitely a choice to name drop him there and not elsewhere. So is there an agenda when they use their power couple status, yes, but I don't think she had a different agenda with Timothee vs. With Mike and Josh

first of all, I, as in me, am not implying shit, it was anon and I told you all to take over, imma just post a few conclusion and thoughts here and there to what you all are saying

and second of all, I even used the argument that it could have been circumstantial in private discussions (probably even on my blog, I don’t remember tho) and I guess others also see this as a possibility hence why the “let’s see what happens in the future” is mostly added when talking about this

and third of all, I don’t care all that much about what she says or doesn’t say lol and I’m well aware that they use their rs for pr reasons at times, and don’t worry I’m not one of those peeps that don’t get the definition of pr 💀

#anon ask

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I agree with you that it's got to be Van. The other boys are technically session musicians so could be swapped out for a tour if needed but you can't have a CATB show without Van. This is supposed to be their big comeback and theres a lot riding on it so I don't think he would cancel a tour unless there was no other option. I do worry about him and hope he's doing ok.

Exactly. The show can’t go on without Van. 😢 If it were the others who got sick, I can see them cancelling the Australia tour only while the replacement got trained but to cancel both tours?! It makes me think it’s Van. I saw that he wasn’t allowed to play because of doctor’s orders which makes me relieved he’s seen a doctor and is taking care of himself.

I’m still under the impression Van runs their Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter. 🙈 I don’t think he’ll ever give up control of those accounts even though he’s unwell. 😭 I do think Eleven Management could post on their behalf though. Maybe a statement is being written as we speak but I’m also expecting them to say nothing because “medical reasons” is enough.

Right? 😭 Her tour starts next week I believe so I’m curious who will be drumming. 👀 But tbh, they probably hired another drummer thinking they weren’t gonna have him.

If the intention was for a late 2024 release, that’s not happening for sure. If the album was meant for 2025, I think it’ll go as planned. This is just a guess and I have no inside info.

#talk

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The Umbrella Academy, Ep. 4x04 – The Cleanse (spoilers)

I should have known.

While I have avoided spoilers, I have seen several people say that this season was a disappointment. As of episode three, I thought the show was going very well. Of course, this episode pretty much shit the bed as 90% of this episode, well would have been fine if this wasn’t the final season or if the season was ten episodes, but in this season takes away from the main plot.

This post will definitely be shorter as I’m only going to briefly go into most of the things that happen in this episode, bar the first ten minutes.

So, we find out how Ben died. Reginold sends them on a mission, with the explicit orders to destroy a weapon and not to open up the container. However, Ben hears knocking and opens up the container; even though Luther tells him not to. Inside, there is a young Jennifer. Luther calls Regenald saying there’s a problem. Ben helps Jennifer out of the container. We see energy swirl between them. And then the two are shot in their head….by Reginald.

Reginald killed Ben and then blamed his children. Sounds about right.

But there is a reason that he shot them. According to Reginald’s wife, she’s the one who created Marigold. But by creating Marigold, she accidentally created another element Durango. This element is the opposite of Marigold and when they interact…end of the world. Guess what’s inside of Jennifer? So it does sound like, once Ben and Jennifer touched, the only way to save the world was to kill them. Maybe. Because I swear there’s a line that where Reginald basically says only one needs to die; but I could have heard that wrong. Anyway, this Reginald says they have to kill the two. Alison clocks him in the head and Viktor pins him to the floor; basically trauma dumping on Reginald. Although Viktor had one (Well, several) good point; this is all Reginald’s fault. Reginald’s wife convinces Viktor to stop and one of Reginald’s lackeys let’s them know about the farm.

And I’m going to quickly go through the rest of the episode. Ben and Jennifer are traveling together and can’t seem to keep apart. They have sex and their combine energies destroy property and kill people.

Sy clearly is a third party. I say this because he meets up with Jean and Gene at their new hideout. He says he’s apart of their group, but from a small location. He has the tattoo and everything. It’s clear that he won’t be a part of the group. Or if he was part of the group, he's clearly got his only mission now.

The siblings go to the farm, where they see the massacre. Reginald says they have to kill Ben. Viktor tells Reginald that he has a plan to avoid doing this. Long story short, Viktor will remove the Marigold from Ben.

Lila talks to Five and tells him they should go back to the original universe, go back in time, and prevent Ben’s death. Of course, they need to distract Diego and Luther first. Five does this by convincing his C.I.A. boss to give Diego and Luther a tour of the office (we do not have time for this BS). Lila and Five go back to the Time Subway and, long story short, get lost. (We may have time for this depending where this goes).

Klaus is being used a combined Medium/sex worker. He escapes and, another long story short, is able to find money to pay back his dealer. The dealer gets the money and then buries Klaus alive. (There's no reason for this plot)

Alison calls home to check on Claire and to see if Klaus returned. After hearing what happens, Alison decides to go home. Claire proves to be smarter than everyone else in the family and then they go to find Klaus. (This one...I can understand Alison going home because her daughter's involved and someone needs to get Klaus, but wouldn't have to have been done if they hadn't done this stupid Klaus story).

#the umbrella academy spoilers #the umbrella academy #viktor hargreeves #ben hargeeves #gene and jean #alison hargreeves #lila pitts #five hargreeves #reginald hargreeves #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #klaus hargeeves

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prince-of-elsinore · 1 year ago

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4 povs fic!!

Ok! So that is my languishing MASH wip. It's post-canon, a couple years after the war, and the main pairing is beejhawk of the mutual-pining type (although there is a surprise other past pairing as well). 4 povs is because I planned one chapter each from the perspective of BJ, Peg (BJ's wife), Hawkeye, and Daniel (Hawkeye's dad). (So far only BJ's and Peg's sections are complete.) It takes place over the course of one evening, night, and morning full of revelations and reminiscences that cause the characters to reevaluate their relationships.

I got the idea for the fic after watching a production of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and seeing a lot of parallels between Brick, the closeted husband, and BJ. I wanted to write a confrontation like the one between Big Daddy and Brick, where Big Daddy makes (surprisingly nonjudgmental) insinuations about Brick's relationship with his late best friend. Brick is torn apart by the accusation and tries to deny it:

BRICK: Normal? No!–It was too rare to be normal, any true thing between two people is too rare to be normal. Oh, once in a while he put his hand on my shoulder or I’d put mine on his, oh, maybe even, when we were touring the country in pro-football an’ shared hotel-rooms we’d reach across the space between the two beds and shake hands to say goodnight, yeah, one or two times we– BIG DADDY: Brick, nobody thinks that that’s not normal! BRICK: Well, they’re mistaken, it was! It was a pure an’ true thing an’ that’s not normal.

I mean! Is that not so very BJ and Hawkeye?? Anyway, that gave rise to a fic where BJ has been trying, like Brick, to numb the pain of a sexless marriage and separation from Hawkeye with alcohol. BJ's parents are over for dinner, BJ gets quite drunk, and everything unravels:

****preview****

B.J.’s mouth opens. He closes it. “You seem to know more about my marriage than I’ve told you.” He looks at Peg, whose hand is shielding her eyes in mortification.

“For God’s sake, B.J.!” his father goes on. “You’re a civilian now. Your place is with your wife and child.”

“Who said it’s not?” he says petulantly. He feels ambushed and contrary.

“You need to believe it with your heart.”

“Trust me, I’m not secretly yearning for the rats and fleas of Uijeongbu,” he sneers.

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

“Well, what are you talking about then? I’m on tenterhooks, Dad.” Anger prickles at his skin, pounds in his skull. He needs to reel it back or he won’t be able to stop. But it feels so good to open the valves. It’s been festering too long. This dark, hot thing, this fury, at all of them, expecting him to slip back into the life he had before the war as if he could possibly fit, as if the very shape of him hasn’t changed. They don’t care about who he is, who he’s become. They want the old B.J. back. Get in line, he thinks. The only person not clamoring for that old B.J., good ol’ good tempered get-along B.J., is on the other side of the country. And B.J.’s managed to drive even him away.

“All right, then.” His father’s face is deadly serious. Suddenly B.J. second guesses his challenge. “What happens in war, between soldiers…that’s foxhole comfort. You wouldn’t be the first man to need it, and you won’t be the last. But it’s time to wake up. You’re not in the foxhole anymore.”

B.J.’s mouth opens. He drops his gaze to his fork. He wonders how much he’d have to drink before he could stab it into his hand and not feel a thing.

“You think I’m a queer.” It slips from his brain to his mouth before he can stop it.

Peg makes a small noise. Bea’s hand jumps to the small silver cross around her neck. Even his father has the decency to look chagrined.

B.J. is as shocked as them. It’s not a word he uses. It’s a medical condition, and B.J. is a man of medicine. He prides himself on his tolerance, his willingness to treat anyone who comes to him for help. He knows homosexuals exist, and he’s never been fussed about it. He’s sympathetic, even—everyone’s got their own burden to carry in this life. But that’s not his burden.

“I didn’t say that,” says Jay cautiously. “One indiscretion—”

B.J. barks an ugly laugh. “You think, Hawkeye and I—you think we—indiscretion—”

“Now, calm down, son—”

“Who put that idea in your head?” B.J. glares at his father. Even as the words leave him he knows the answer. He turns to his wife. She won’t look at him. “Peg?” he asks. The numb unreality of the situation is draining away, leaving nothing but the anger. “You think I’m a queer?”

Peg closes her eyes. “B.J.,” she whispers. “I don’t want to have this conversation in front of your parents—”

B.J. is slamming his fork down on the table before he’s conscious of the urge to do it. He shoves his chair back and stands. If he stays in this room he’s going to lose it. He steps towards the hallway.

“So you deny it?” his father booms behind him. “If you’re not a—a queer—give me one good reason to believe you!”

That word, from his father’s lips, cuts through B.J. like a scalpel. He spins around. “Nothing happened between me and Hawkeye! Nothing!” The windowpanes ring with the force of his denial. “You don’t know the first thing about me and Hawkeye! How could you? You weren’t there! You don’t know what it was like! Living the way we did. If you can call it that. It wasn’t life. It wasn’t anything. And the only reason I’m still here is because of him.” His throat is torn raw but he keeps going. “And you think—just because two men—love each other, and need each other—? You’re the one who’s sick!”

His father regards him from behind the fortress of his wizened face. “Then why haven’t you slept with your wife in a year?”

The calm accusation, the certainty behind it, knocks the wind from B.J.’s lungs. He clutches the back of his chair for support. He wants to scream, stamp his feet like a child in the face of his father’s implacable will. His father won’t back down, not till B.J. bends or breaks entirely. And in front of his mother. In front of his wife. He’s never felt so humiliated and small.

“B.J.,” Peg ventures. As if speaking to a spooked horse. “Let’s finish this conversation later—”

“You told them I was a queer.” It rips from his chest in a vicious whisper.

“B.J., please—”

“You told them I was a queer!” It’s not a whisper anymore. It’s a howl. “You told them I was a queer!” He bends double over his chair.

Peg is crying. B.J.’s vision blurs and he realizes he is, too. But he can’t stop and he can’t hold back. “You told them I—you—you told them—you told them,” he wails. “You told them…”

He hears himself. He knows how it sounds. He doesn’t have the strength to deny it.

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Thanks so much for the ask!

#about my fic #ask #mash #beejhawk #beejhawk fic #fic preview

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quillyfied · 8 months ago

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Hellaverse Theories: Helluva Boss S1E3 and S1E4

Welcome to Quilly’s Hellaverse Theories, where I overthink the entire Hellaverse! Moving forward with Helluva Boss this evening, visiting s1e3 and s1e4. I’m on a timetable now, wanting to get these done before the new episode comes out, but since we don’t know when that will be…just gonna have to hope for the best!

Now, jumping into s1e3:

There’s a detail from last episode that I did forget to mention: in a letter that Fizzbot holds up saying Loo Loo Land isn’t copyright infringement, Mammon calls Lucifer “my friend and ruler,” so I guess my speculation on whether or not Lucifer was King of all of Hell or just of Pride in one of my Hazbin Hotel analysis posts can be put to rest! Lucifer is King of all of Hell and not just Pride, I can move on with my life.

Blitzo singing along to dad rock and forgetting half the words: the greatest Mood.

Blitzo and Verosika’s banter is…enlightening. Lots of little tidbits to pick up on. I am SO excited for the opportunity to get to know more details in Apology Tour (PLEASE), because while it’s grade-A vile bickering, it’s the venom and bitterness that drenches their every interaction that really shows that when things were good for them…they were probably really good. As my Hellaverse friend sagely told me, you don’t hate someone that much unless you loved them that much first. Verosika’s BlitzO tattoo isn’t obvious yet, but notice that she’s the only person in the entire show (except maybe Barbie?) whom Blitzo doesn’t correct on the silent O. His choice of opening salvo is petty and gross, just as we expect, but Verosika’s is biting and weird: “and I should have known you’d be here when I heard the Amber Alerts.” Some people have taken that to mean that maybe Blitzo wanted kids when they were together (which could be supported by his adoption of Loona and how he calls Octavia “sweetie” in the second episode, though outside of that there really isn’t much to go on for building a theory about Blitzo wanting explicitly to be a father), and this could also just be a very crass and demeaning joke about Blitzo’s character (calling him a child kidnapper at best, a pedophile at worst), but. I dunno. It’s the first unusual thing Verosika says, but not the last. The second happens at Ozzie’s so we’ll wait until then to get into it more, but here’s the point I’m driving at: Verosika was way more hurt by their breakup than Blitzo was, and she’s still hurt by it. I may posit, given that one of the upcoming episodes is literally named “Apology Tour,” that Verosika lacks closure from their train wreck of a relationship and Blitzo might need to apologize just as much as she needs to hear the apology. Not to say Blitzo is entirely at fault, because I’m sure she gave as good as she got, but she knows about Blitzo’s sister when none of the rest of IMP, not even Loona, seem to know about her (which is funny because there’s a giant poster of her in the office; it was there in the pilot episode so congrats folks this was always the plan, to bait people in with what I’m told is Invader Zim energy and then wallop us all with feels), she gets away with calling Blitzo by his full/former name, and she was clearly someone important enough to him that he still has pictures of from when they were together on his phone. He does feel BAD about how it went down, even if he won’t even admit it to himself.

And how did it all go down? Let’s listen in: “run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car and run three rings to Wrath and max HER credit cards on shitty horse-riding lessons.” Ouch. Let’s look at the layout of Hell, which we don’t know yet but will soon: Pride, Wrath, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Envy, Sloth. Three rings away from Wrath? Lust. Not surprising, seeing as how Verosika is a succubus, but think about it. A relationship that is likely on the rocks (or, knowing Blitzo, maybe getting too serious and he’s uncomfortable either way), so they take a night in Lust at a hotel (maybe after a performance for Verosika?), and maybe whatever Blitzo was doing (I have seen here and there that he was doing bodyguard work for Verosika but I don’t know about that tbh, I’m willing to bet the flashback we get from s2.5 involving Millie and Blitzo fighting might give us some insight there but it’s likely Blitzo was either still working at Loo Loo Land or had just left it) would have allowed him to pay for the hotel room or at least help pay, and Verosika wakes up with him gone along with her car and her wallet. After she got a tattoo of the guy’s name on her arm. Verosika’s behavior towards him might lend some viewers to believe she deserved that, but I’m not so sure, actually; I don’t think she’d be so hurt and Blitzo would feel guilty about it if she fully deserved that kind of treatment. Yes, yes, this is Hell, everyone is shitty, but there’s something about that scenario that goes beyond shitty into just…ouch. Couple that with her Beezlejuice addiction and all of Blitzo’s fucking trauma…match made in Hell would be too cliché here, right? I’m probably better than that?

I’m not. Match made in Hell, indeed.

Dammit. The HR joke makes me laugh every time.

“I wasted so much time with a bag of holes like that.” So this was a relatively lengthy relationship, then. Making the whole…leaving and stealing thing…worse, actually. It feels less shitty somehow if it was a fling or a hookup, but something that dramatic probably only happens after a longer commitment and WOW I want to know all the details of that train wreck PLEASE VIV AND BRANDON PLEASE.

Side note that I have finally noticed the stickers on the back of the van, that’s ADORABLE Blitzo you absolute SAP.

Also Tex is too good for all of us. Appreciate him. Appreciate the HECK out of him.

(Blitzo protecting his employees because he cares about them, nbd, I’m sure this affliction won’t get any worse for him at all.)

(Blitzo having the exact same thought process I have when I realize I use the same notable words too close together and already posted something, it’s FINE)

There’s something about how the banter flows with Blitzo and Moxxie sometimes that makes me wonder if they improvise this stuff, at least in the writing stages, because “Why don’t YOU take an art class?” “Why don’t YOU see how EXPENSIVE they are?” kills me dead every single time. It’s just. It’s such beautifully comedic escalation into further absurdity. This show is poetry sometimes.

So I think it’s been confirmed that the scenes in the 2.5 trailer in a fancy Pride room with the Goetia and the Sins is a trial; there are little hints here and there that some sort of unrest is building, that Blitzo and IMP going topside is causing wider-spread issues that are slow-burning but there. I think this is the first episode where we lay the foundation work, beyond the actual first episode where Stolas reminds them that their use of his grimoire is technically illegal: not only is it illegal, but they’re supposed to be in human disguises on top of that. And they’re not supposed to be obvious about what they’re doing. Or causing giant fish monsters to grow out of the ocean and attack humans. It also makes me wonder if the killing of humans themselves is also illegal, but somehow I doubt that; I think they’re just supposed to not be obvious about it. Pretty sure this will be popping up more in future episodes, which I’ll list as they appear, but I think it’s a good bet that what IMP is doing is not just piddlingly illegal, but actually a big hecking deal.

Also a first showing of Blitzo’s surprisingly strategic and smart mind: they aren’t supposed to be seen, and loose shots will cause a panic. Sensible. Absolutely correct to use Loona as bait to lure away their targets. It becomes more and more obvious the longer the show goes on, but the ways Blitzo’s bizarre brain is actually kind of a genius at strategy and violence to get to his preferred outcome are both entertaining and gratifying to see. Until his care for Loona completely overrides his sense, but, y’know. Can’t win ‘em all, can’t fault Blitzo for being worried about her (especially when she has a YEARLY SHOT that she can get only EVERY FIVE YEARS, that feels AWFULLY POINTED, HEIRARCHY OF HELL).

And, yeah, Verosika has SO much room to be talking, when she’s throwing a flask of Beezlejuice into a crowd of humans, and from my understanding, that stuff is toxic to humans. The thing falling into the ocean and mutating a fish isn’t as discreet as humans dying from ODing on a hellish liquor, but it does seem more like giving them a fighting chance. Additional question: succubi and incubi (unsure if there’s a difference in the Hellaverse or not) in lore, to my memory, get something out of encouraging sexual appetites in humans and killing them for it, dragging their souls to Hell; at the very least, they feed off the sexual energy until they kill their host. What exactly is the succubi’s purpose in the Hellaverse? Because it doesn’t seem to be killing humans. And they’re adept at inspiring lust, but to what end? Probably doesn’t really matter, but I’m curious anyway. Wonder if it’s ever going to be explained (because much like the Envy demon who will be showing up in Ghostfuckers, I assume there is an actual reason for them doing what they do, and I wanna know why hanging around and messing with humans is so beneficial to them. Can’t be for their souls; all sinners go to Pride and they have their own issues to be dealing with, and it seems only sinners can own and barter souls anyway).

Listen, I know Blitzo isn’t nearly that awkward around other people, but something about Loona being so nervous around people and stumbling and being adorable (to us, at least) just screams “yeah this is Blitzo’s kid” to me, somehow. IDK why. Maybe the yearning for connection while being kinda hopeless at making any. Especially with each other. Though in a way, Blitzo managed to do exactly what he wanted: he made a stable, safe place for Loona. She relies on him, she cares about him, and while she’s closer to him than almost anyone else, she does have very much a kid’s view of their parent: he’s always fine, he’ll be okay. It was just a dumb fight. He’ll get over it. He’ll be there for her when she needs him (and often when she doesn’t). THAT’S FAMILY BAYBEEEEE.

(Heeee Drunk Possum Moxxie :D :D :D)

“Would be a shame if anyone found out y’all were behind a giant monster fish in the human world.” “Oh Satan! You’d all be so FUCKED!” …yeah that trial ain’t gonna be a good thing, is it, fam. My gut feeling that IMP, or at least Blitzo, is gonna be on trial for everything he’s doing in the human world continues to gain traction in my own head.

“Let’s get you some friends, girl.” TEX IS TOO GOOD FOR US.

Listen I’m more sensitive these days to fat jokes but sometimes…sometimes the fat jokes are just really funny. “Let’s go park our FAT FUCKIN CAR in our FAT FUCKIN SPACE” dammit why is that funny. Why am I laughing. (Maybe because it isn’t using fat in a derogatory way, more a victorious to neutral descriptive way? I don’t know.)

The fact that the chorus of the song that Blitzo is singing in the credits goes into the tune of HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH BY BELINDA CARLISLE ABSOLUTELY *KILLS* ME. MURDERS ME DEAD. OMG.

So, in my first journey through these episodes, the showing of care between Blitzo and Loona helped me get through this. But the next episode…that one was kinda hard for me to plow through. It’s easier now, so let’s go!

To episode 4!

First things first: heeee Cherub Towne and Imp City. My brain does love its symmetry.

Second things second: wow Collin gets thrown into all the crap situations, huh? I’m so excited to see them again in s2.5 (I KNEW CHERUB AND DHORKS WOULD BE WORKING TOGETHER OKAY I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT. I’M NOT GONNA STOP SCREAMING ABOUT THAT), because even this early, Collin deserves better and already seems kind of at odds with his teammates.

Also interesting how Hell seems to get Heaven’s commercials. Makes me wonder if anybody in Heaven gets Hell’s, and what that might mean if any of them saw the Hazbin Hotel commercial. (Ooh. Wouldn’t that be fun, if the commercial actually does something in Hazbin Hotel s2? Like…alert a certain spider-shaped winner that her twin brother is alive in Hell and attempting redemption? HMMM.)

I’ve been pondering what to call Blitzo’s gun, since I don’t know gun types. “Flintlock” is what I kept seeing most, but that puzzled me, since flintlocks are single-shot firearms that need loaded a specific way and the show doesn’t do that. EXCEPT IT DOES. RIGHT HERE. IN THIS EPISODE. Which makes me kinda happy, because “flintlock” is a badass and kinda sexy word.

Also, Wally Wackford as a recurring background character makes me happy.

Aaaaaand the advent of the Fat Jokes About Moxxie That Make Literally No Sense Because LOOK AT HIM Train. Lovely.

Y’know, on the subject of Moxxie, actually, which I was maybe saving for a later episode but screw it I’m thinking about it now because of the frame I paused the episode on to write the previous paragraph: he doesn’t have any scars. His freckles are there (and freckles and tattoos are also white on imps, though there is every possibility that Moxxie and his mother weren’t freckled, but…scarred…specifically…), but no other white patches on him. I find that fascinating.

OKAY HERE WE GO, 1:41 INTO THE EPISODE: a nice long shot of the poster of Blitzo and Barbie Wire, the Amazing Imp Twins. Clearly made before the accident. What precisely their show was meant to be, I couldn’t say, because Blitzo is the one in clown attire and Barb just looks sort of normal, but it looks like early concept art anyway so we’ll let them have it. Millie later pops up in this empty space, but the fact that we get such a long uninterrupted view of the background makes it clear that this is important information we the audience are supposed to pick up on. HB does this often, actually, and it makes the rewatch rewards SO GOOD.

“I am eccentric and must therefore do eccentric shit!” Mood.

You heard it here first, folks: Moxxie finds eternal torment hot.

Okay, here’s another building block for my “IMP is in deep legal shit” theory; the “three tacky stalkers about to attempt a Murder” scene. Where there are many pictures taken of them. And their disguises are…okay. Humans don’t typically see the imps and immediately think “devils” (see “possum”), but that’s still photographic evidence that at least one earthly agency and any hellish law enforcement could use against them. Which just makes me question the whole “human disguises” rigamarole, how Loona got one, and how far we can plausibly stretch “IMP doesn’t get any” before it becomes ridiculous past the point of humor or belief.

Blitzo losing his cat sock puppet in a holy explosion: the most poignant story of loss in this entire show.

Okay actually who sent CHERUB to save Lyle Lipton? I know they say “on behalf of all the people benefitted by your amazing technological advances” but…like…who???? Who was the poor naïve person who sent CHERUB to go stop that man from committing suicide? Unless it was more calculated than that, but I doubt it.

“Commit die” should be what took off instead of “unaliving.” Only children’s show animated Deadpool gets to say that word. Heck.

“He’s classier than that!” NO ONE IS CLASSIER THAN A KATANA, COLLIN.

The costumes that IMP is wearing all episode are incredible, though. I know Blitzo’s first one is a character by Brandon Rogers, though I’d love to know who/what Moxxie and Millie were supposed to be (more characters by him?). The second round is pretty obvious: it’s Cats. Which is only funnier given the movie abomination. I know nothing about it but Blitzo as Rum Tum Tugger feels appropriate on a vibes level. But the third round…WHO ARE THEY. WHERE ARE THEY FROM. THEY SEEM SO SPECIFIC BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS. IS IT HEATHERS? IS IT MEAN GIRLS? IS IT HAIRSPRAY? WHAT IS IT.

So imps seem about as mortal as living humans, if a little hardier, and it doesn’t seem as though cherubs come packing angelic steel (…Heavenly classism?), so getting threatened by some golden crossbows seems about as dangerous as anything else; it does make me wonder if cherubs have the same mortality rates as imps, though.

Keenie showing her own bloodlust and rage issues and Cletus going along with it feels…foreshadowy, now that we know they’re coming back for sure. Saying it once again: Collin is not gonna be on board with them and how far they’re willing to go for vengeance (though admittedly getting locked out of Heaven because their fight with IMP caused them to accidentally kill the mark is a pretty good reason to go looking for vengeance; however, a human agency outfitting and working with angels to invade Hell is NOT gonna look good for IMP if and when the law comes calling).

Nice to know that Helluva Boss is just as clueless for what gets someone into Heaven/Hell as Hazbin Hotel, only it matters so much less and their guesses for getting into Hell are much more on the mark, I think :P

Also, is this the only episode where the credits aren’t bloodstained? I haven’t been paying enough attention.

And that’s the end of this batch of episodes! Next batch coming soon!

#quilly's hellaverse theories #helluva boss #quilly writing #helluva boss spoilers #since trailer discussion

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sizzlingpatrolfox · 2 years ago

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This Jimin album brought me so much happiness but the fandom/members/solos/kpop stans really made it a bad experience. Face will be a month old on friday and instead of celebrating another member is going to drop 10 fucking songs so Face will be forgotten😔😔😔

You are complainging about jk only but suga is clearly going to get more support than Jimin. He has a radio show on apple music like what?

I can see him woth 4 remixes. We already know he will have like 3 music videos. What a joke

Not forgotten by me.

It's been a month and I still listen to it at least twice a day because I actually want to.

It was a good experience for me until the sales thing happened. I don't care too much about what antis say, and I would've still not cared if it wasn't for the blatant hypocrisy shown after the Jungkook photos with scooter and BangPd. I complain because I don't think those events: Scooter and Jimin's drop from top5 were a coincidence.

I expected Yoongi's album to drop before his tour, I knew it would be like that since the moment the tour was announced. There was just no way he'd go on tour without a new album, so I was expecting the blow. I also think pjms complaining about the radio show on Apple is... dumb... because Jimin would not do a radio show anyways. That's what Yoongi wanted to do because he likes that stuff or whatever. I'm also sure Jimin will tour too eventually, as he said, he doesn't have enough songs just yet. But he will have more. The only injustice I see is them not letting Jimin film more music videos. And the timing of the album release.

The timing is not fair. I already said this when On the Street was announced and I didn't take it well that Hoseok was announcing his enlistment and single at the same time because we all know what that looked like -as much as I like Hoseok. Someone posted some companies prediction and said that there are 4 BTS solo albums planned for this year. FOUR. In 12 months. That should be around 3 months for each album. They had to squeeze Jimin's and Yoongi's in one month for some reason. A reason that I think will make sense when taekook get second half of the year all to themselves.

That, or hybe just really wanted yoonmin to do promo together since they've been pairing them together for a while even before the hiatus started. Hybe trying to make it look like they're still a family that goes to sleep together every night is really fucking hilarious, if not sad.

Honestly, it makes 100 times more sense for Yoongi to have released his album first, and then leave for tour and have Jimin release now in April. But I'm telling you, and I've said before, they did this on purpose T_T I'm not changing my mind unless Jimin himself says "I chose to release this day."

I don't really mind if the fandom will focus on yoongi... they're fans for a reason. It seems useless to complain about army focusing on BTS members because that's what they're supposed to do. I guess they feel they already did everything they could for Jimin, and everyone seriously did a lot; and now they'll try to get same or similar results for the other members. Jimin really paved the way. And again, it's not the fandom's fault, it's the company's fault.

The one thing I'm mad about is that he should be in the military already. He's been dodging that like... It should be him going, not Hoseok.

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"TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT"

So @darlinggash here's the story based on your post I hope you like it. I think this is one of the best stories I have ever written, so I really hope you like it!

Also is so good to see that I'm not the only one that need to ride him lol, I thought I was alone on this one. i'm a total slut for this man

You had just finished eating, and like every weekend when Hugh didn't have any filming planned, you both stayed home, enjoying each other's company. Lately he had been busy due to the world tour to promote Deadpool and Wolverine, his new movie with his best friend Ryan, so you hadn't had time for each other.

You felt his presence behind you as you picked up some plates from the kitchen. You slowly turned towards him, and the plate almost fell out of your hand when you saw what he was holding in his.

Your tablet with the screen on, where you could clearly see the fanfic you were reading a few minutes ago. An amused little smile settled on his lips.

You never forgot to lock the tablet, but this time you did. It wasn't anything personal, you just liked to stop using it and lock the screen, only this time it wasn't like that.

Your cheeks heated up as you remembered what you were reading. Hugh's countless fans wrote stories about fictional scenarios where all kinds of things happened with him.

You thought it would be nice to read a couple, see what people said. You thought you'd read a couple and leave it, but it turned out that the fans had a talent for it, and the stories were really good, so you got hooked on reading them.

Hugh's green eyes focused on you for a few seconds before he spoke.

"Did you write this?" he asked, gesturing with his head towards the tablet.

"No, one of your fans did," you said, swallowing hard. "Have you read it?"

"Maybe," he admitted with a laugh. "This person has a lot of imagination, of course." He looked at you again. "It's a good story." He looked at the screen and read. "Sex with Hugh Jackman would include: he would call you a good girl every time you came." I'd tell you that you take it so well that he couldn't imagine cumming in any pussy other than yours.”

Hearing him talk like that made the pressure in your lower belly start to become painful. His eyes rose to yours, as he gestured with his hand for you to let him continue.

-Wait, honey, now comes the best part –he said- “He would ask you to ride his thighs, he loves to feel your weight on his thighs while you ride his cock” –he blocked the screen and left the tablet on the kitchen table, before leaning against the door jamb-

-I didn't want to read them Hugh, really –you began noticing how your face was reddening by the moment- but some friends told me that they saw it on the internet and I just… -you whispered- I guess I wanted to see what people were saying about you

-I'm not upset, princess –he assured you- you can read whatever you want about whatever you want and whenever you want –he murmured slowly approaching you- what I want you to understand is that all those stories are imaginations that fans have about me if I were their partner –he said- you don't have to imagine anything, you have me right here –he murmured tracing with his thumb the curve of your lower lip- so tell me what you want

You sighed when his hand went down to your hip to get a little closer to him, your lips almost brushing but not touching, which was torture for you.

You knew he was playing with you, but fuck you loved it when he did it. That's why you put your shyness aside before saying:

-I want to ride you - you whispered, your body betrayed you when your cheeks turned red again- please

-I want you to ride me - he seconded looking at you from his height while placing a lock of your hair behind your ear-

Your eyes connected for a few seconds. Moments in which you both lowered your gaze to the other's lips.

You didn't know who of the two of you went for the other first, but in a matter of seconds your tongues tangled as did your lips, melting into a passionate kiss.

You moaned into his mouth when he caught your lower lip between his teeth and pulled on it, before kissing you again.

-Bed, now - you said, he nodded in agreement with you-

Both of you walked to the room unable to keep your hands off each other. You closed the door as soon as he entered and quickly turned to him. The image in front of you was probably the most erotic you had ever seen in your entire life (and you had seen fifty shades of grey).

Hugh was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his legs open at the height of his hips. The moonlight that entered through the window made his green eyes shine with a wolfish glow.

His hair was disheveled, due to the kisses you had given each other. The best of all was his smile, one that illuminated his face as he watched you.

He gently patted his knee while raising his index and middle fingers for you to come closer.

-Come here - he whispered - we are going to fulfill that fantasy of yours

You settled on top of him, placing your legs on either side of him. You sighed as you noticed his strong muscles beneath you.

His hands rested on your hips, repositioning you on top of him. You could feel how hard he was against your sensitive center.

-“Hugh…” you moaned, the sight of the veins on his arms tensing as he pushed up the skirt of your short dress was enough to make you cum. “Please…” you continued. “I need you.”

-“I know, princess,” he whispered, slowly pulling your panties down your legs until they were on the bedroom floor. “Your pussy is crying for me, and I haven’t touched you yet.” He slid his index finger easily inside you, stretching you out for him. You threw your head back as a moan left your lips. “My God,” he growled, adding a second finger. “You’re soaked,” he whispered, leaving a kiss on your neck where your pulse was beating. “I need to be inside you,” he confessed, looking into your eyes as you moved your hips on him, searching for the friction you needed. “Tell me, will you be a good girl for me?” “He asked, you gasped at the sound of him calling you that way.

Your muffled moans were enough of an answer for him. He quickly got rid of the rest of his clothes. It was then that you took control.

You rested your hand against his chest, pushing him back onto the pillows. He watched your movements enraptured, as if you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

His gaze darkened as you raised your hips and slowly lowered yourself to sink into him. A muffled cry left your lips, accompanied by a gasp from him.

His large hands held your hips, as you moved back and forth, rocking just as you had wanted to do for far too long.

Hugh raised his hips, making you moan at the sudden change in position, which made him brush against your most sensitive spot. He could clearly see in your eyes how close you were to orgasm.

-My girl -he whispered- you're riding me so good- he said- this is what you wanted, right? -he questioned, raising his hips once to receive you- you wanted to feel my cock sliding between your slippery walls while you moved on me like a fucking racehorse, didn't you? -he murmured as he gently held your chin so you would look at him- answer me

-If that's so- you gasped, unable to contain the moans that came out of your lips- I'm going to cum, darling- you warned- I can't hold on much longer

-Do it, princess- he said- cum for daddy

After that, you both lay down on the bed. Hugh kneaded your hair between his fingers while he remembered in his mind what had happened. The image of you riding on top of him was something he didn't think he would ever be able to forget

-What are you thinking about? –you asked- I can almost hear the gears in your head turning

He smiled leaving a kiss on top of your head

-I was thinking how pretty you were before, about me –he said making you blush again, that man definitely had a gift for that- we should do it again

-Did you like it? –you asked, he looked you in the eyes firmly-

-I loved it –he affirmed making you smile- I'll let you do it as many times as you want

-It's good to know –you smiled lying on his chest again-

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jumpedthenfell-13 · 1 year ago

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Sometimes me and my friends will be having a conversation and we end up talking about something we’ll all do as a group together when we’re older, like a road trip after we all turn 18 or a trip we’ll do one day when we graduate from college. And it’s brought up so casually that it’s painful in such a good way because it reminds me that the last time I had a friend group like this, I never had any plans like that involving them. And I’m not saying we just never talked about it, even really joked about it, I’m saying I never thought of a future with any of them in it, and I didn’t even notice at the time. After all, how could I plan for a future with a group where I constantly felt like I was walking on eggshells, where my supposed closest friend at the time had said insanely hurtful things and said she never wanted to speak to me again, then apologized as if it was something normal only two days later?

But this time, every time I think of what my future will be like, they’re part of it. It’s little things, like some of them visiting the store I’ll own one day while I’m working, or us doing important things for the first time together. And it’s huge things, like taking a big group road trip together or graduating together.

And it catches me off guard, sometimes, because when I think of my future, there’s no longer the looming question of, ‘will they still be there then?’. Sure, I wonder about that sometimes, but that’s mostly because my trust in close friends sticking with me has been absolutely destroyed over the years, but it’s less of an issue than it was before, because, since the start of our friendship, this has felt different. We don’t fight over things, not really. Sometimes there’s the playful arguments, like whether mint chocolate chip ice cream is good or not, but there’s never anything real. It’s so much healthier this time, and at this point I sometimes feel like they’re the only ones who I see a notification from and it absolutely brightens my day.

I think that’s why I was so scared of highschool. I mean, look at what happened last time I spent a long amount of time away from my close friend. Over one summer apart, I realized she was toxic and our friendship was unhealthy, and our bond has never been the same. Hell, I don’t even talk to her anymore. After grad I started ghosting her, and my life has never been better. But that’s off-topic. I was so scared I would lose them because we were going to different high schools. I thought our friendship would be gone within the first two weeks, but here we are, in mid-october, and four of us have plans to go see the eras tour movie this Saturday.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m so grateful for them, and I don’t think they’ll ever know that I am or why. They’ve shown me what a real friendship is, despite how cringy or cliche that might sound. I know they’ll never see this, which is why I’m posting it here, of all places. So I can thank them, and they’ll never know it was ever said. So thank you to my closest friends, who will never find this extremely sappy post.

Thank you to my best friend of six years, who stuck with me when no-one else did. Thank you to my fellow insane swiftie, who has made me laugh harder than anyone else sometimes. Thank you to my bus buddy, who sat through countless conversations and explanations of shows she’d never even heard of. Thank you to our grade 8 grad’s best option for valedictorian, who helped me meet two of my other closest friends. Thank you to my crochet buddy, who makes insanely funny jokes and has the contact name ‘papa smurf’. Thank you to the only fiji water addict i know, who may have chased me onto my bunk and hit me with a slipper during our grade 8 overnight trip but also made it one of my favourite memories. Thank you to the most intense french class hater I’ve ever met, who stayed up reading and talking to me on the very same trip that made us friends. Thank you to my entire friend group; for making last year my favourite school year ever, and who will never, ever find this post.

(And if any of you do, by any chance, have an account here, and somehow do end up finding this, no you didn’t 🫶🏻)

#i love my friend group so much #🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻#the best friends I’ve ever had #oh my god this took me 20 minutes to write

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Hi!!! Bronchitis sounds so awful..I hate that for you. I'm glad you feel better from that at least. I know the feeling..I also have not been to the doctor in forever but I'm glad you're trying to take better care of yourself. I hope there's nothing wrong in the results!

Ooh I have a lot of favorite Taylor collabs..like I love Nothing New a lot and Castles Crumbling. Cowboy Like Me is one of my sisters favorite Taylor songs and it grew on me a lot. But I always tell her I loved Coney Island more. And Evermore is probably my favorite Taylor song ever so I guess that..haha. i also love Exile and Renegade a lot..and the Last Time!!! You can't love any of these without the Last Time in my opinion..lol. I love your The Lakes bracelet so much..also one of my favorite songs? What are some of your absolute favorite Taylor songs or ones that mean a lot to you? So we actually went tonight!!! It was awesome and so much fun! Yes it was also 11PM..but that's because my sister works until 10 every night. I usually eat dinner around midnight lol. I was a little sad we weren't seeing it the same day/the 13th but I also wanted to see it ASAP and this just worked out better..cuz she usually sees her bf every Friday. My mom also went and was impressed by the show. I love the pink bucket! My theater didn't have that..omg! But I was able to get a cup and a regular bucket. Honestly I just wore my eras tour shirt..and I was sad cuz another one I ordered hadn't arrived yet..oh well. It was the enchanted dress tour shirt and it would've been perfect! There weren't too many people though but it was fun to sing and dance out loud with just us there. I'm sure whatever you wear will be cute and you'll have a great time!!! I can't wait to hear what you think. Rep and Midnights eras were really fun!!! I might go again..maybe after 1989 is out or something..but I'm still planning to go to Les Mis next week too.

Btw..I think it's so cool that you were named after Cosette! My name is Kaleigh..pronounced kay lee..since my sister says you should at least know my name haha and her name is Rachael..in case you wanna know. Yep I always based my personality around being a twin haha but I am not talkative in real life..which people think of Geminis, but besides that maybe. I don't know that much about astrology..but I'm a Gemini Sun and Moon, and Leo or Cancer rising. All I know is Cancers are kinda sensitive right..or maybe that's Pisces and they're both water signs. The only thing I know about Sags are the fire sign. What are some of their other traits that are most like you? And are you a big birthday person? What are your plans? Holidays don't mean that much to me anymore..for a while, we always worked on holidays..so it makes me nostalgic as well. I like Christmas cuz we always make Christmas cookies. What about you? Do you do anything special?

Omg only $5..that's great! Ive never heard of that..but I also try to get Rush tickets as much as possible. How often would you watch shows? Like every month or week? Or was it only for some or at certain shows? I'm just curious. Ooh was seeing a West End show any different compared to Broadway? Or is it all the same as just seeing a show on tour? I don't really know..besides the official playbill logo of course. I would really like to go to London..to see a show.. and Paris someday..how many places have you traveled?

Yes I would like to.. so I could at least maybe compare it to the musical at some point. My sister has read it in high school but for some reason, my class skipped that and read Huck Finn instead I think. The same thing happened with Les Mis actually..my class did not read it..but we didn't get into the musical until later anyway haha. So that is on my list and I own copies and also maybe Little Women at some point. Don't worry about the ask though! But also Wuthering Heights..since I saw you reblogged a post, that has been on my list for a while and I never saw a movie version or anything. Do you recommend reading it? But yes to Gatsby whenever you want. It will be the free version on Google for me..idk if that matters or not.

Oh don't worry..there are so many days I don't have energy to read either and sometimes get busy too. But I am proud of myself for actually finishing the book!!! Even if it was just okay and I agree with how you felt. I think I have told you before..I have a problem with rating and knowing how good a book actually is. I rate more based on feelings or if it means something to me. So you might not have enjoyed it as much as me if you did get it..and the writing and style is very basic. I think it does have a lot of flaws and I just read it at the right time. I am still waiting for my sister to read it together so I can do a reread but it's also kind of a hard book to recommend cuz I'm not sure it's good but means something to me, and I'm still curious about the sequel. But the Today Tonight Tomorrow sequel..called Past Present and Future.. cover and summary are on Goodreads now..speaking of sequels, and if you're interested. It sounded pretty good just based on that. But yes totally of course..for the other Tomorrow book, lol and I might even read them at the same time..since I am basically done with Business or Pleasure too. You can share your thoughts about it if you want. I really like her writing I think. I think changing the title of your book is pretty common, she even said on her Instagram I went thru last week...the original title for Business or Pleasure was Unquotable, and Every Summer After originally had a different title as well, but I do find it interesting.

I hope you have an amazing day and time seeing the movie too!!! I can't wait for your reply and reactions. I'm sure everyone will love your pretty bracelets! 🩷🩷🩷

thank you!! 🤍 you're so kind! i am also trying to be better about recording when i do not feel ... good, so i have more data to show the doctor when i go back in the future!

renegade is SO good! i haven't listened to it lately but i do really, really love it. and thank you so much 🥹 i had so much fun making that bracelet — i've really missed being crafty since i quit bullet journaling, so i've been having a lot of fun! trying to make a bunch more bracelets for my friends going to international shows soon too — i have some friends over in australia & new zealand that are going to the sydney/melb shows, so i want to send them some bracelets, and then some friends over in europe who have their shows coming up, etc! and i want to make bracelets for some upcoming concerts of mine to hand out anyways — i think it's just fun and it's nice and an easy way to make friends!! i am not extroverted but i like talking to people/making friends at concerts!

i sent my list of favorite taylor songs to a friend a while ago, so i actually do have an answer for this — in no particular order: mirrorball, tied together with a smile, dear reader, cardigan, the outside, daylight, enchanted, the archer, jump then fall, long live (honorary mentions: you are in love, new romantics, forever & always, cold as you, mastermind, you're on your own kid, nothing new, and forever winter)!

omg how was the crowd? did you have fun! i usually eat dinner early early! like i eat dinner when my best friend eats her lunch haha. my eating schedule is so off because i'm usually up super early, etc. my mom went to an AMC near her work and picked up the pink bucket for me, i'm super lucky — i hope i'm able to get one for my friend tonight though! i'm going to be meeting a coworker for coffee and then going over to that area (hoping to pick up the tote bag/baton for another friend, and then grab something quick to eat before the movie). i really hope you get to see les mis; i'm SO excited for you!!!!

wait does your sister know about me? 🥹 that's so cute! hi kaleigh! hi rachael! i have a friend named kayleigh hehe! cancers are definitely quite sensitive/emotional — i am VERY much a cancer moon! and very much a sagittarius — i think very much like the archer! i am not a big birthday person, i actually do not really like doing a whole lot for my birthday! i do love christmas! what kind of cookies do you make?

and usually just for certain shows! i think it felt more like broadway, due to theatre sizing but i don't think there's like a huge huge difference! i've been very lucky to travel to a lot of places, but nowhere will beat home (hong kong) for me! i did really love london though, but a large part of what made that so special was that i got to meet an internet friend turned best friend in person for the first time!

i do enjoy wuthering heights, but it's not my favorite classic! little women is one of my top three, and i highly highly highly recommend it! and that's totally fine; let me know whenever you want to start! i'm busy this weekend but could start next week :) i saw the cover of PPF earlier and i'm really excited for it! hope you have a good day/weekend! <3

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slavghoul · 3 years ago

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Interview from Rock Hard 3/2022

This is the interview where the quote from my last post comes from. I know some of you wanted to read it in full, so there you go :) It’s quite interesting actually.

(Note: The interview was done mid-February)

How are the shows going at the moment?

Considering the current conditions, I'd say it's going pretty well. We're playing in smaller cities than mega cities like New York, where people are very cautious, tend to be suspicious all the time and avoid going out to shows. But in Camden, New Jersey, where we played last night, people want to move on, to get on with their lives. Of course, we're losing a few people because of the vaccination requirement, but all in all, we're happy with the tour. Several thousand people come every night and enjoy themselves: we can already consider this a victory.

Impera is your fifth album. As I know you have always viewed the band's career in the very long term, does this record sound like what you had imagined?

It was difficult for me to predict the musical evolution of the band. I can see things in the long term in terms of the aesthetics or the trajectory of Ghost, but certainly not in terms of the musical evolution, which is linked to meetings, things I'll listen to, etc. And even for the rest, I'll tell you honestly that a lot of things I had in mind turned out totally different from what I had planned, or didn't turn out at all. There's everything you plan, and then there's life (laughs). It's a bit like war: you have your tactics, but you can't always guess the enemy's tactics. Sometimes you have to get around a lot more obstacles than you expected.

Roughly speaking, does the band's career evolution follow your initial plan?

Anyone who knows me well, and for a long time, would say that the vast majority of my dreams have come true. If I want to answer very pragmatically, I always dreamed of just making music and making a living from it: it's done. I wanted Ghost to be successful, it's done. I wanted to be able to have access to bigger stages in order to set up the production I dreamed of, it's done. Have I ticked all the boxes on my list? No. Not at all. I'm always setting myself new goals and that's what keeps me going. I already have another album in mind, which I'm looking forward to making and which will be different from Impera. Obviously I can't look four years ahead and be sure I know what tomorrow will be like, the pandemic has proved that to be an illusion. But I always have the next move in mind.

The occult dimension of the early Ghost, especially in the lyrics, seems to have disappeared completely. Why is that?

If I had reproduced Opus Eponymous (2010) ad infinitum, that would have led us to a dead end. The semantic field of our first album was very limited. Only Venom managed to make three and a half albums of good quality by repeating the same thing, the same subjects. And this miracle could happen because they were pioneers. I quickly felt that if I stuck to what I had done on the first album, it wouldn't get me anywhere because it would be totally empty of substance. For this reason, I preferred to turn to lyrics that say more about my philosophy of life. I am certainly a 'heretic', but I cannot be reduced exclusively to occultism. On the other hand, this kind of satanist subculture to which I dedicated most of my life is still present in some way in everything I do, especially in the band's artworks. So I don't have the same perception as you. For me, nothing has changed, except the way I express it. Let's take Black Sabbath as an example, they are considered THE occult band par excellence. Even on their first album, not all their lyrics are about that. Some of them are very humanistic, very societal, almost political in a way. They were ultimately about everyday life. I feel much more in this state of mind today, that of my heroes, than that of some current bands whose lyrics are only based on the ritualistic side of Satanism. I was quoting Venom just now, but there is no shortage of examples among my teenage heroes: Possessed only managed one album, Morbid Angel made three that deserve eternal recognition... However, it's an understatement to say that I love this genre, that I worship it, but I'm just saying that you quickly go round in circles with this kind of lexicon, and I have no desire to write the same song over and over again. There isn't that much vocabulary, and I didn't want to spend the rest of my life looking for synonyms for the word "profanation" (laughs).

On Impera, you have called upon three co-composers: producer Klas Ahlund, as well as Salem Al Fakir and Vincent Pontare (editor's note: who have both worked with big names like Madonna and Lady Gaga). Is this new for you, and how was the experience?

It's not really new because since Meliora (2015) I've been working closely with Klas. Before that, I admit that I was a real dictator in all the bands I was part of. A little bossy. I had to meet Klas to prove to myself that I could work with someone and, more importantly, that it could work. And he was right. I may be a dictator, but when I respect someone, when I trust their instincts, I can work with them. After all, when you go to the prom, try to kiss the prettiest girl in school and she refuses, it doesn't mean she's a loser. That's the big problem with a lot of bands: there's always someone trying to impose their ideas and not succeeding. This doesn't mean that the person who refuses is a bastard, it can also mean that what the musician is proposing does not meet the required quality standards. The big advantage of working closely with a sparring partner who understands your music is that it creates an emulation: it allows you to become a better composer and, above all, to repeat yourself as little as possible. Outside influence and advice is always good, and many young bands should consider this option. All the people I've invited to collaborate are people I can trust to take me down new paths, to push me further. As Dr. Phil likes to say, (he takes on a quavering voice): "Sometimes it's hard to see your own face without a mirror.” So it's good from time to time that someone at my side disagrees with me on this or that point: "No, you should keep that". "But I've done it before, haven't I? "Maybe, but one more time won't hurt!” It's very strange because I realise that on my own I might have avoided certain ideas, which in the end work very well. And sometimes, on the contrary, I start on things that I don't master, that I'm not good at, and I'll persist in trying at all costs to get these things done when they're not going anywhere. In that case, it's also very good to have someone in the same room who says to you, as a friend: "You know, you're usually funny, but this is not funny. Forget it". That's something I like and recommend to every composer. You learn things.

Knowing how much you like to be in control all the time, the first step to open up to outside opinions must have cost you a lot...

Ah, but I'm still a control freak, that hasn't changed! (laughs) Just because I work with outsiders for a few days in two years doesn't mean that they have any right of veto over my work. When I come into the studio with a demo that's six months old to record the final version, I'll always change things at the last moment, both in the text and in the music, because I know exactly what I want to do with it and nobody will make me deviate from my path. I let people I trust interfere to come up with new ideas. Nothing more. And yet nothing is written in stone. They won't necessarily make me change my mind. They have the right to make suggestions, of course, but in no case to ask me to change this or that thing on one of my albums. I'm still the boss. My job is to make sure that the film works, that the album works. And because I've worked with different people, they don't all have an idea of what the record will sound like in the end. I'm still the only one in charge, overseeing the whole artistic realisation of the album, the different scenes of the film that I had in mind. I'm the only one who has the keys to what it's going to look like in its entirety: our look, our sound, what each album is about, the covers, the scene designs... But over the years I've learned to discipline myself and admit that it's humanly impossible for me to control everything, if only because I'm not available, because I can't be in the thick of it, but also because some things are not my sole responsibility. There are many, many factors to be taken into account and I can't decide everything. There is a very accurate Swedish saying that you learn, with age, to realise that there is never one and only one chance in life. With another ten years of maturity, I have learned to let some things slip through my fingers: "We did 80% of what was planned today, but it's not the end of the world. I would have preferred us to do 100% of the job, but we did what we could. We prefer to look at the full glass than the empty one. It's back to military tactics: we took over a bridge, which allows us to launch the ship. Ideally, we wanted to take control of all three decks, but the enemies burned one and kept the third. Nevertheless, we have one left and it will still work. It's just that it's going to take us a bit longer than we thought. If you don't think that way about the war, you're bound to lose it. Same thing when you're a control freak in a band: if you don't accept certain arrangements with reality, you go crazy.

Has not being anonymous changed much?

No. Not really. It has altered some things and improved others. But not being anonymous has not made me a very famous person. Even in Sweden, where the band can be said to have a certain popularity, where it is known to the "general public", we are still the rock band with a guy dressed as the Pope on vocals. I'll never be as popular as the figure that Papa Emeritus is or the band as a whole. And I have a lot of gratitude for the fans who sometimes acknowledge that my goal is to lay low and get behind a character. They are very respectful of that and I respect them for the same reason. Some, fortunately much rarer, are of course a bit more burdensome, and have decided that I have now passed into the public domain. So sometimes people come and take photos of me without asking as if it were their due. Uh, no, it's not... In this case, I politely stop the person and say: "Ok, why not? But the least you can do is ask.” But I admit that it makes it much easier in Sweden to book a table in a restaurant when it's full! Being a celebrity doesn't only have bad sides! (laughs)

When and how did you decide to make your identity, which had become an open secret, official?

On 17 August 2017, I was invited to a cult radio show in Sweden, which takes place every summer and is very popular. It's called Sommar i P1, and it's broadcast by P1, the biggest national radio station. It features personalities of varying degrees of fame who are given free rein for an hour and a half to talk about whatever they want. Some really famous people, and others much less so. But you have to understand that being invited on this programme, on a national scale, is a real recognition. The programme has been around since the 1960s and it doesn't matter if you're a soap opera hero, a musician, a politician or a former Prime Minister. I accepted the station's offer when the whole story of the lawsuit with my ex-musicians broke out (editor's note: Tobias Forge was sued by the original Ghost line-up for unpaid royalties, and won his case). It gave me a chance to introduce myself, to reveal myself a bit more, and I'm glad I did because it all worked out really well.

On 1 February 2019, we also had a make-up-free appearance in France on the programme Quotidien on TMC, during which you were briefly interviewed with your face uncovered.

Yes, and it was very strange because it wasn't originally about that. We were just coming to perform a song live on the set, full stop. But that day, two French journalists who were hostages abroad had just been released and were supposed to come and speak live. At the last moment, their state of fatigue did not allow it, and the programme's production had to find a last-minute solution to fill the planned sequence. I was then asked if I would be willing to be interviewed face to face, and I said yes. It was quite unexpected, but I thought, "Why not? It's not going to change the world". It was quite a strange moment...

The way you move on stage has also changed radically, from the early days when you were static in your pope's robes to today's concerts in your little Cardinal Copia suit, where you move almost like Freddie Mercury. You must have boiled a lot of times when you were stuck under your alb and mitre...

Yes, you can say that. It was on the tour for Infestissumam (2013) in the US that I realised that if I didn't come up with something else soon, the band's popularity would drop rapidly. We were starting to play bigger and bigger stages and we needed to fill the space at all costs. When you play a club like the Trabendo, putting on a static show is not a problem because you can create some pretty cool lighting effects to get some scary effects. But when you start performing on huge stages, you have to rethink your approach. On the Opus Eponymous tour, we were already playing big venues, but only as an opening act. So it wasn't a problem because we had limited space to play on stage. But during the Infestissumam era, we started to play in the same kind of venues as a headliner! And that's when I realised how much our hyper-static stage act was limiting us. I thought that if we didn't come up with anything new and visually interesting, we would soon look like a too small band playing on too big stages. And then my legs started to get really itchy! So when we toured to promote Meliora (2015), we did several costume changes during the sets. There was always a ritual in the first half of the shows, before I changed into Civilian Papa to be more mobile, which made the second half of the show more... rock'n'roll. Today we still have a mixture of that. I like to combine all this, to start a concert with a bang, to slow down in the middle of the set and then to start again. Now there are more costume changes, but also a lot more things to look at around the stage where before I was the only focus. There's always something going on somewhere.

You've been dreaming about these huge stages for a long time.

Yes, even the big halls quickly became too small, because in the United States most of these theatres have a capacity of 1,500 or 3,000 people. Then, when you play in arenas, it's a bit of a lottery because their capacity is very variable depending on the place. You have to fill them, and sometimes it's not that easy. Sometimes a small, crowded venue is more reassuring than a sports hall that is only half full. But my main concern was elsewhere. I wanted anyone who came to see Ghost live to get the same show whether they lived in New York or Bismarck. I promised myself that this was important to me. I don't want city people and country people to have two different images of the band. And that's what playing arenas now allows me to do: to play the same show in any city I play.

Let's talk about Bercy (Accor Arena in France), as you will finally perform there on April 18, 2022. Did you feel it coming when you played at the Zenith in Paris on the previous tour, on February 7th 2019? It's still a place where few metal bands play...

I could feel it coming on a bit in the sense that we were already starting to talk about it in 2018, even though we ended up performing at the Zenith. It's understandable that promoters want to make sure that you're able to fill this or that venue before scheduling you in the biggest arena in the country. It seems logical to me. The thing is, tickets can sell out very quickly and your show can be sold out long before the scheduled date. This can be rewarding, but also frustrating. On the other hand, I have to tell you that the European tour is really starting to worry me because, unlike in the US, half of the European venues are closed at the moment. If the decisions are not harmonised, we're going to have to cancel it. To come back to Bercy, yes, I've known this venue for a very long time, I've dreamt of playing there so much... The other place I dreamed of playing is the Espace Balard because Venom and Metallica played there (editor's note: on February 9th 1984, date of Metallica's first concert in France) and, for me, it represented the quintessence of prestige... But it won't happen, obviously, because this venue (editor's note: it was in fact a big tent) no longer exists. After that, I'm not going to complain: since the 1998 football World Cup, I dreamed of playing at the Stade de France and we did it with Metallica. It's one of my best memories of playing in front of such a crowd. To come back to Bercy, I'm not so presumptuous as to say that I was convinced that it was the next step, but yes, I was hoping... It's funny, these dates in places you've been fantasising about for so long... You imagine them all the time, months in advance, you say to yourself "it's going to be like this and like that"... And on the big day, nothing goes according to plan. You're super stressed, and at the same time you remember that you might have forgotten to put someone important on the guest list, it's raining, and the restaurant you were thinking of going to after the concert is closed! (laughs) And finally, time flies and you find yourself sweating after the concert, saying to yourself: "Damn, we did it, we played at the Stade de France, I can't believe it!

On this current tour with Volbeat in the US, the two bands are sharing the headlining slot. This of course means shorter shows than your headlining dates. Isn't it a bit frustrating?

Um... I'm looking for a diplomatic answer to that question (laughs). Let's just say that after two years of not being able to tour, it was safer to share the bill with another band. I won't talk too much about the business because it's boring for the readers... We're living our dream, everything's going well for us and I'm delighted to be where I am, but the fact is that putting together a tour that's going to happen today is very, very difficult. A lot of people who were in the business are no longer there because they've gone bankrupt, and those who are left have thousands of tours to run at the same time. It's mind-boggling! This year, in the US, people are going to see every band on the planet in their city. So we decided to play it safe and go with another band. We play 75 minutes each and it's true that it's a bit short, but it should be seen as a warm-up for the "real" tour, a way to reconnect with our audience: after all, our album is not out yet and the shows we will play on the headlining tour will still be quite different from the ones we play now. As I said at the beginning of our conversation, it's really a reset for everyone, the audience and the musicians. So we try to make the best of it. Not all the rooms are full for X and Y reasons, 99% of which are related to vaccines (people too scared to come, others who can't because they are not vaccinated, etc.), but the machine is starting again. To be perfectly honest with you, our tour will run until mid-2023, and all the final production stages are not yet complete. If you see several dates on the tour, you'll probably never see exactly the same thing because the timing didn't allow us to get everything in on time. Which, for the control freak in me, is unbearable because I wanted to have everything ready when I said "Go". But that never happens, you make progress date after date. You don't have to tell the people who were there that night, but the first show of the tour with Volbeat was absolute fucking chaos! (laughs)

A silly fan question, which I already asked you: when are you going to introduce "Idolatrine" in the setlist?

Oh, well, we played it on the first part of the US tour for Prequelle, and yes, it's a song that passes the stage test very well, so it's quite possible, even likely, that it will be included in our shows for the next tour, on which, now that we have five albums, we're going to try to offer a balanced setlist, but also play songs that we've never played live before.

For a Ghost fan, it’s probably a bit more interesting than hearing you play, for example, “Enter Sandman”.

(Silence) Tell me, why do you think we’re playing “Enter Sandman” live on this tour?

Because it’s a killer song, your version is great and everyone will sing along?

(Smiles) Partly, but not only. We play this song almost every night because the money from the rights to our cover go to a charity that we have chosen, which allows transgender teenagers to go on vacation to summer camps, so they can find their space and rest at least for a moment.

In this case, it makes sense to play "Enter Sandman" as much as possible. My bad.

The plan with Metallica from the beginning was that the royalties from all the covers on the Black Album anniversary box set would go to the organisations chosen by each of the cover bands. So we're trying to maximise what we can contribute to the one we've chosen. The idea is to see this type of initiative become more widespread and this type of organisation become more widespread. It is a cause that is close to my heart.

One last question for the road: you started your career in Repugnant, a death metal band, and you're a big fan of the style yourself. What are the last death albums that really slapped you in the face?

I'm very rarely stunned by a new death album. That's not to say that I don't like it anymore because I'm still an absolute death metal fan, but I have to admit that I'm pretty much sticking with what I listened to as a teenager. In the last ten years, few records in the genre have appealed to me, and when they did, it was usually stuff that reminded me of old stuff: Deathspell Omega, of course, Negative Plane, the latest Gorguts which I thought were really good... In extreme metal, I always listen to the new At The Gates albums because I know they'll definitely surprise me and I'll find what I'm looking for. I also like Tribulation a lot. Apart from that, I'm still very attached to the records I grew up with. And, above all, when I'm on tour, as I am now, the music I listen to is quite far from metal. You have to recharge your batteries. The albums that speak to me from start to finish at the moment are Boston's Don't Look Back (1978) and Renaissance's A Song For All Seasons (1978). I also listen to a lot of Mike Oldfield, especially the records he made with singer Maggie Reilly, things like Crises (1983) and Discovery (1984). I'm also going through a bit of a Locanda Delle Fate period, an Italian band from the 70s, and I still love Uriah Heep's Demons And Wizards (1972), a classic that never gets old.

#tobias forge #interview #the band ghost

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Theory on the beginning of the friendship narrative

It is closer than we think and everything is starting to line up perfectly for it to start this year.

Okay, so due to all of the things that have been going on lately, I was talking to one of my cousins who I accidentally turned into a larrie and we realized that things are starting to line up a bit too perfectly to officially start the friendship narrative this year.

To clarify, I do not think they are coming out this year (maybe Harry but not both of them together)

Keep in mind this is just a fun theory that would be, in my opinion, a great way for them to start this reconnection in the public's eye.

Also, my first lenguage is not English so I'm sorry if there's any mistakes here.

Let's start!

April: The brake up

This one is simple, I (and a lot of other people) think that by the end of this month, the Elounor BUA will be a reality. Why? simple, the pattern is repeating.

About a week ago (April 6th) we got these pap pictures of Louis all by himself in Paris. Some would say he looks upset, sad even, and maybe just a little bit hungover.

The last time we had gotten pap pics of him was when he was in New York with Eleanor for his LTWT shows there.

Also, in case you didn't know, it is illegal to take paparazzi pictures without the artist's permission in Paris, so these were definitely planned.

Now, our poor baby was alone in Paris the city of love, and coincidentally, it was that day that all his family decided that it would be a good idea to surprise him going to watch his show.

Mind you, of course, they all posted about it.

There were even some articles (written by the dailymail itself) that came out about it that talked about Lottie's baby. These articles used paparazzi pictures that were taken inside the venue in which Louis did his show. Which again means, planned.

Link: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-10690061/Pregnant-Lottie-Tomlinson-attends-brother-Louis-concert-boyfriend-Lewis-Burton-Grandpa-Len.html

Some would think it's a bit unnecessary because they are still going to watch him on his shows in England so why go so out of nowhere? I guess you could say that his sisters only found the perfect excuse to go shopping in Paris, or maybe they wanted to go and console their poor heartbroken brother, because if El and Louis were still together, surely she would've gone that day too, but she wasn't there.

In conclusion, I am sure that at some point this month we are finally getting a BUA.

May: Harry's House comes out.

Obviously, this month we are getting (finally) the album, and it will definitely be loud as hell. Just thinking about it makes me want to scream. We might also get another single but we'll see.

Over all I don't think much is going to happen this month (Larry related). Louis might get extremely loud on his Doncaster show and maybe, who knows one can dream, he could for the first time hold up a pride flag.

We'll see.

June: The reconnection.

This is the month that Harry starts his European leg of the Love On Tour and also the month that he will have his Wembley Stadium Shows, and this is where my theory starts.

Louis will have just a few shows this month, he will be finishing his center and south America leg of the tour but his last show will be on the 17th in Mexico city. After that, he doesn't have any shows until the 10th of July because his Ukraine and Russia shows have been canceled due to the conflict these countries are having. That would mean an almost one month long break in between the dates.

As we all know, Louis seems to love Mexico so it wouldn't be surprising for him to stay there for a while right? I mean, why would he want to immediately go back to London when he could just take a vacation? Well usually yeah, he would probably stay.

BUT, there's something we have to consider here. By this point, Lottie, his sister will probably be very close to give birth, that is if she hasn't done it already.

On Christmas of 2021, Louis tweeted:

Hope everyone’s had a good day! One of the best Christmas’ in a long time at our house! Sending love!

And on February 11th of 2022, Lottie announced her pregnancy to the world.

We believe that it was on that Christmas that Lottie and her boyfriend told everyone they were having a baby. And if we do the math it will be around this month that Louis will become an uncle. I'm definitely not crying.

He would definitely wanna be around when that happens, especially considering he's already missing most of her pregnancy, which makes me think he could go back to the UK as soon as possible.

So with all this considered I was thinking, what if now that Harry is doing two shows in Wembley all by himself (which is one of his biggest achievements as a solo artist yet) some of his band mates including probably Niall (who is in the eyes of the public the one he gets along the most with) and Louis go to see him?

Try to picture it, Harry is doing one of the most important shows of his career and Niall who is a close friend of Harry convinces Louis to go to the second show. Harry and Louis aren't really close obviously, but they have mutual respect for each other and Louis is free so, why not? This could be the reconnection.

Also I don't think Liam would be there because all four of them being in the same place at the same time seems impossible to me but who knows.

Clearly articles would come out because of Harry's ex band mates being there to support him and everyone would be excited about it, but there wouldn't be too much attention on the “reconnection” part yet. That will happen later on.

I can see Louis talking about it on an interview a few months later saying something like:

“Harry's show? Oh yeah. I wasn't even going to go! It was great though.

A few days before that I finished my south American leg of the tour and immediately came back to England because my sister was about to give birth to my beautiful nephew/niece and I wanted to be there.

When I got to London though it was way too late for me to drive all the way to Doncaster so I stayed there. Niall texted me and was like “oh you should come to Harry's Wembley show! It will be amazing!”, and I didn't really have anything else to do so I went.

I got there a bit late and missed the begging but it was really fun, and at the end I got to talk to him a little before going back to me house to sleep so I could leave to Doncaster in the morning.

Pretty cool yeah, good times, good times”.

It'll be super casual and almost accidental.

This is also pride month so yeah things will get Loud, Louis could post something relating to it which just thinking about it makes me wanna cry but let's not focus too much in that.

July: Not so much calm before the storm.

This month will be complete chaos.

At some points, Louis and Harry will have shows the same day so it will definitely be a lot for us but I don't think anything more than the common Larry chaos and casual bluegreening will happen.

The frenzy of an almost one direction reunion will naturally die down with other celebrity gossip ocuping the general public minds, but this will just be the beginning.

August: End of the stunt and beginning of a not-so-new beautiful friendship

Okay, now THIS my friends, will be a hell of a rollercoaster month, it could definitely mark history on the Larry organization and we we'll be having breakdowns almost every day.

During this month Louis will only have two shows for LTWT, and Harry will be taking a break to do the ‘Don't worry, darling’ press tour but that doesn't mean we we'll get a rest.

A lot of people have been theorizing lately that Harry and O will brake up in the middle of the press tour for the movie, why? because marketing speaking, it makes sense.

If they're smart, and they want to get the best out of this stunt, things could go like this:

Press tour starts, they do interviews and get asked about their relationship, “what was it like to film the movie while dating your co-star?” “how did you fall in love?”. They'll do all the juicy questions for good headlines.

They brake up in the middle of it, everyone is surprised and they could even fake canceling or doing some last minute changes on interviews because of it.

The second part of the press tour happens and they both seem sad, they get asked questions and act all sad about it or whatever.

Movie premier happens and either they look distant and try to avoid each other or they are amicable and everything is fine. let's hope it's the second bc if it's a messy break up they will most likely blame it on harry and we don't want that.

The movie comes out and it does great because of all the drama surrounding it.

Now, I don't think Harry will say much. At the beginning he might just use the excuse of “I don't like talking about my private life” or find a way to avoid the questions as he always does. And then when the break-up happens he'll say they are on good terms while acting all sad or whatever and everything will be fine.

Moving on from Harry, some people seem to have forgotten the fact that the AWFHF wasn't a one time occurrence.

Last year, Louis mentioned that it would be an annual thing and that it might happen in a different country this year.

It is most likely that the date for this year's festival will also be on August since he doesn't really have time to do it any other time before that and doing a festival in winter is not really a good idea. Remember how cold he was during the show? yeah, it is not happening after august.

So, what if Harry goes to this year's AWFHF? now that the pandemic restrictions are technically over, it wouldn't be too crazy to think that he might invite some of his friends to go watch him.

Here again we could have another 1d member going so it's not only Harry there, it could also be Niall or Liam.

If this happens, that's when articles about them reconnecting back in June when Louis went to Harry's show in Wembley could come out.

Just imagine it.

“Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson reconnected back when Louis went to Harry's show in Wembley.

Harry styles and Louis Tomlinson haven't been close friends, as one would say, since the One Direction hiatus started, but sources say that Niall Horan convinced the Walls singer back in June to go watch his ex band mate on one of his most important shows. Since then, they have recovered that strong friendship they had at the beginning of the band [insert here some article that talks about how they were incredibly close at the beginning of the band].

Proof of this is the fact that the As it was singer attended Louis' self made festival “The Away From Home Festival” in [insert country name] with his other ex band mate [insert one of the other boy's name] to support Louis.

[...]

Harry recently broke up with director O Cockburn and is just about to appear on the upcoming film “Don't worry, darling” [blah, blah, blah]”

It is almost perfect, they could subtly mention the fact that Harry broke up with O around the same time he reconnected with Louis and then use that on their favor when they want to talk about speculation of them being together in the future (this i don't think will happen until a few years but yk still)

In conclusion, antis will be fuming this month.

The friendship narrative.

Of course, I think we all know what the friendship narrative is.

After august the narrative will start slowly and it will take a long time for it to get somewhere else but that's just how it goes.

Here's a list of things I think could happen to help maintain this narrative.

They wish each other happy birthday. Harry probably won't do it bc he usually doesn't use social media but he could still like a post about Louis' birthday or reply to a tweet from Louis with a “happy birthday, mate” or something like that. Louis could tweet something.

Harry meets Lottie's baby. Harry and Lottie always got along and that's a known fact so maybe at some point he could go meet her child and maybe she could post some stories about it. it will show that he is still close to Louis' family or whatever.

They support each other's project's. Louis could talk about Harry's movies especially my policeman and ofc they would support their music.

Interactions at award shows. Next year they will both have most probably already released stuff so when they get nominated and go to award shows they could interact and take pictures and all that.

Note: I think Harry could “come out” at some point soon but I don't see a world in which Louis comes out this year and less if they are both single and publicly “friends”.

What I think could happen is:

Harry breaks up with O and has some kind of “come out” this year. They start being friends and Louis is single but still in the closet and publicly a father.

Harry gets a boyfriend so they can be friends when Louis comes out.

Lou “finds out he is not a father” and is “absolutely heartbroken” about it while simultaneously Harry “breaks up” with his first public boyfriend and is also “heartbroken”.

“They help each other in these tough times and become each other's rock, eventually falling in love and the public noticing it happening”.

Everyone ships the hell out of them and “it is a bit difficult at first”, maybe with some drama involved to feed the tabloids before but “in the end they get together”.

The fake boyfriend thing helps “killing the rumors” of larry actually being a thing all along and just making everyone think that, while they have been shipped together since the beginning of their careers, they didn't really got together untill recently. They could say they kind of “always liked each other and never really did anything about it”, but they can not say they have been closeted this whole time.

Anyway yeah, this was my theory, it is a narrative they could follow. It might not be perfect and it won't happen exactly like this but it might go something like that.

Thanks for reading and don't forget that, no meter what happens, Larry is real and they love each other very much. Stay pressed antis.

Edit: Someone asked me to detail my thoughts on Harry's coming out and it's relation to my policeman so here it is if you want to read it!

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