#i love this show but i also passionately hate how badly done it is

[crownin-thestars]

I just realised the reason why it's so hard for me to figure out how to write the bad boys hogwarts au is because Harry Potter has like the shittest world building. Like I love Harry Potter but holy crap the amount of problems there are in it's entirety

[fanfictiongirlie]

A Song of Sun and Snow - Chapter Nine

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Parings: Robb Stark x Baratheon Reader

Description: You and Robb Stark hated one another. Always had, always will. As the oldest daughter of Robert Baratheon, you had been engaged to Robb for as long as you could remember. He however had always thought of you as a southern bratty princess, and you had thought him as a arrogant jerk. You had reached your 18th name day a few months ago, and in a few weeks you'd be travelling to Winterfell to marry him.

Rating: Explicit

Words: 4,109

P.s: Just something I couldn't get out of my head. No use of Y/N. Only description of 'reader given: the fact that she doesn't look like Joff, Myrcella and Tommen (It's hinted she truly is Robert and Cersei's child) Not much though. Like one line. I wrote this in a different style to my usual style, using 2nd person. Hope it's okay. P.s there will be pregnancy in this, the 'reader' wants to have children. Also the ages are completely different in this fic then they are in the show/book.

A few months later my handmaid's came to inform you that it had been over two months since you last bled, you looked at her shocked thinking back, you had been so busy with your duties you hadn't even paid attention. You excitedly spoke to a healer and they confirmed it. You were pregnant. 

You ran through the halls of the Winterfell castle looking for Robb. 

Robb had been in his study, working on some paperwork when you knocked on the door softly. He looked up, eyebrows raising in curiosity when the door opened and you were there. 

"Darling? What is it?" 

"My love, I have wonderful news" You say, shutting the door behind you. Robb sat up in his seat when you spoke, his own curiosity piqued by your words. He smiled seeing how happy you looked. 

"Do tell, my love"

"I'm with child"

He felt his whole body freeze for a moment, his heart beating wildly in his chest at your words. Pregnant...You were pregnant...A hundred different things rushed through his mind at that, but only one thought stuck out above the rest as he stood from his seat, crossing the distance to you and pulling you into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around you as he spoke.

"You're pregnant...?"

"Yes Robb, we're going to have a baby" You repeated, he held you tight against his body, as he relished in the knowledge. Finally you were with child...Finally, the thing the both of you wanted so badly had happened. 

"Oh my love, I'm so happy" He says, his voice quiet, trembling slightly. 

"Me to, oh Robb, I thought I was barren, I really did, oh I must write to my family!" You ramble, he places a soft kiss to the top of your head. 

"We'll write to your family tomorrow, princess. For now, I'm going to enjoy knowing that I've done my job properly" He grins. 

"Of course my love, you are wonderful, I love you" You smile softly up at him. 

"I love you too, darling. And you're going to be the most wonderful, beautiful mother" 

"And you, the most wonderful father"

The words brought a lump to his throat, that possessive feeling flaring up in his chest again at the thought of you as a mother and him as a father. He squeezed you snugly against him, a hand moving up and down your back as he spoke, his voice softer and a bit rougher than before. 

"I intend to be the best father I can be.. You and our baby...You're everything to me" He whispers. 

"We shall tell your parents, and your siblings" 

He nodded as you spoke, his hand moving from your back to cradle the back of your head, his fingers gently combing through your hair for a few seconds before resuming their previous gentle movement. 

"We'll tell them over dinner tonight" He smiles, you nod and reach up to kiss him. At first the kiss was gentle and soft, but as it went on, it started to become deeper, a bit more passionate and urgent. 

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Once it was evening, the Starks were in the dining hall, you and Robb walked into the hall together, but instead of taking your usual seats the both of you stood directly in front of Robb's parents. 

Lord and Lady Stark looked up at you both, they both smiled and greeted you both. 

"Mother, father...we have news" Robb starts, he sounded nervous, excited? You watched him, chest full of love. He moved slightly, wrapping an arm around your waist. His parents looked up at you expectantly. His siblings were not paying attention, all of them sitting over at a separate table. 

"We...we're having a baby" You smiled softly as he spoke the words. You hugged his side, both his parents gasped, their eyes widening as they processed the news. Then they both smiled widely, clearly surprised, but also clearly very happy. Lord Stark was first to step up, his smile wide and genuine as he moved forward, he pulled Robb into a tight embrace, patting his son on the back firmly as he spoke. 

"That's wonderful news son!"

Lady Stark came to hug you tightly, and so did Lord Stark. And then once the embracing was done Lady Stark held your hands in hers and spoke warmly to you. 

"I'm so happy for you dear. Are you feeling well?"

"I feel fine, I haven't had a chance to even stop and think of it" You answer. Lady Stark hugged me again. 

"That's good to hear dear. I'm so happy for you, both of you" She says, looking from her son to you. 

"Robb, shall we tell your siblings also?" You asked. He nodded, his own excitement and happiness making him eager to tell the rest of his family, he took your hand in his, squeezing it as he spoke. 

"Yes...yes let's tell the others" You both walked to the table where his siblings and Theon sat. They were all sitting and eating, talking amongst themselves, but all looked up as Robb and you approached. There was excitement, a little curiosity on their faces. You crouch down leaning down to you were the same height to Sansa. 

"We're going to have a baby" You say softly only looking at the younger ones, not having interest in making eye contact with Jon and Theon. The children's eyes widen, and they all looked very excited. 

"A baby!" Sansa squeals loudly. 

"That's right, you'll be aunts and uncles" You say softly. Jon and Theon were busy congratulating Robb now. 

"I'm going to be an aunt?" Sansa asks, You nod. 

"Yes, and you'll be the very best" 

You chuckled softly as the children start to chat about it, you stand back up again and lean against Robb. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close to him. 

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The next month was when you noticed the bump, you were lying in the bath in yours and Robb's room, idly stroking your skin as the rose scented water lulled you into relaxation. 

Robb had been in his study, working through paperwork, but a thought entered his mind about you. He hadn't seen you at all today, and a mixture of worry and possessiveness made him want to go to your room and check on you. He pushed the thought away, figuring you were okay and he was just being paranoid, until he couldn't think about anything else. He had to go check on you, just to be sure....

He rushed through the halls of the castle to your room. You smiled softly when he walked into the room, the steam from the water swirling around your body. He smiled when he saw you, the sight of you naked in the bath sent a flash of heat through him. And for a moment he had forgotten the reason he came there in the first place. The possessiveness flaring up inside his chest at the sight of you naked and already showing signs of the baby...But then he remembered, and he walked over to the edge of the tub to kneel down beside it, he reached out, placing a hand on you arm, his fingers gently caressing your skin. 

"Hi" You smiled softly. He smiled back, his eyes drifting down so they looked at your stomach, a little bump starting to form there now. He let out a soft sigh, his chest swelled at the sight. 

"Hi darling, how are you feeling?"

"Little sleepy" You answered "Mostly relaxed, my darling"

He chuckled, his fingers moving down to touch the skin of your, moving up over your stomach, feeling the way your body had slowly started to change because of the baby. He gently leant forward, gently placing a soft kiss on your shoulder. 

"Careful, you'll get completely wet" You giggled, the water moving in the bath. 

"I don't mind getting a little bit wet" 

"Such a silly man" 

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A few months into your pregnancy you laid on your shared bed with Robb, you were both naked, and he was tracing his fingers along your very obvious bump. 

"We need to think of names" You sigh happily. He nodded faintly as you spoke, his eyes and his hand gently tracing along the curve of your belly, his hand caressing it gently, relishing in the feel of your body bump. He leant forward and pressed a soft kiss on your stomach, before speaking, his voice soft but a little distracted as he was focused on your bump, at the life growing inside of you. 

"We do...Do you have any ideas, my love?" He asks you. 

"Maybe Aeron for a boy..Alyssa for a girl" You suggested, he smiled at that, gently rubbing a hand over your belly, caressing the bump. 

"I like them, both names are beautiful darling"

"You think? Do you have any ideas?" You ask softly. He thought for a moment, still gently caressing the curve of your belly before his spoke, his voice soft and thoughtful. 

"Cregan for a boy, Lyra for a girl, I have many ideas"

"Wonderful...Oh I love you, and I love our baby" You say, as you watch him touch your belly. It warmed your heart seeing him so soft and gentle with you. 

"I love you too, princess, and I love our baby" 

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Finally you had reached the last month of your pregnancy, you were dressed in one of your comfortable gowns, you walked through the castle wobbling slightly as you stepped into the feast hall. Robb was already waiting for you, his hand ready for you to take. 

"Hello princess" 

"Hello darling"

He smirked as you spoke, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, gently holding you to his side, his free hand moved to gently rub your bump. 

"Are you alright my love?" He asked, frowning that you were up and walking, the maesters had told you they would prefer if you stayed in bed. 

"Yes, I needed a walk" You answer, you were stick of lying in bed all day. He smiled faintly, but a concerned look appeared on his face too as you spoke. He knew you were getting restless. He gently caressed your stomach again, his voice soft but affectionate as he responded. 

"I know darling, but you shouldn't exert yourself too much"

"I'm sorry love, I'm just so bored, I may spend the day in the library" You say, smiling up at him. 

"Alright...just be careful" He murmurs. 

"I will, I wanted to give my husband a kiss before I settle for the day in the library"

A smile appeared on his face, his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him, his eyes looking into yours for a moment. 

"Only one kiss, princess?"

"If you wish to give me more, I wouldn't blame you" 

"I want to give you so many more than just one...I want to spend my entire day with my arms wrapped around you.." He whispered, his face moving closer to yours. 

"If only" You mumbled. 

"Oh but if I had my way, I'd never let go of you.."

"Sweet talker" You say smirking a little. 

He chucked at that, one of his hands moved up to cup your cheek for a moment, slowly dragging his thumb across your skin as he spoke. He still held you against his side, his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you possessively. 

"You like it when I sweet talk you"

"I do...Oh I forgot to mention, I finally received a reply letter from my family" You say excitedly. 

"Oh really? What did they say?"

"They're very happy for us, my love" You say, thrilled. "My siblings miss me, I miss them so much too"

And with that, you reach up and press a short kiss to his lips, when you stepped away he reluctantly let you go as you walked in the direction of the library. 

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You screamed loudly as you pushed hard, you were surrounded midwives and handmaidens, but no Robb. It wasn't customary for the husband to be in the birthing room, but you needed him, felt your body craving him. You cried louder for him, calling his name as you pushed hard. 

Robb paced outside the room nervously, a million different thoughts and worried coursing through his mind as he heard your screams, He'd been told to wait outside, to give you privacy, as it wasn't normal for the husband to be in the room when a woman gave birth. But he couldn't help the worry or the way his heart ached every time he heard your screams... 

"Robb!" You cried again "Please, I need my husband" 

He didn't hesitate after that. At the sound of your voice, tears of desperation and pain clear in it, he pushed the door open and strode into the room. The handmaid's tried to stop him from coming in further but he ignored them and rushed to your side, he kneeled on the floor next to the bed, reaching out to take your hand, gripping it tight, all his worry and anxiousness clear on his face as he looked at you in despair. 

You reached out and placed your hand on his face. "My husband, Robb" You whispered, the pain surged through you again. 

Robb leaned into your touch, a relieved and worried smile appeared on his face. He gripped your hand tighter ad you started screaming again. 

"I'm here, my princess...I'm here"

You both then heard the cries of a baby, you looked down seeing the small bundle being wrapped in cloth to clean them. A look of complete wonder and joy appeared on Robb's face as he looked over to see your baby. 

"We have a child...You did it, princess!"

"I did it" You whimper weakly. 

"You're so incredible, you've done so wonderful, my love" He spoke, you startled him as you started screaming again, you pushed again, your body shaking with pain. 

"Princess...It's okay...I'm here, my sweet girl..I'm right here" He muttered kissing the back of your hand. 

"Oh make it stop!" You groan loudly. 

"I know baby, I know it hurts, but you're doing so well, you've been so brave, so strong, just one more push darling" He rambled softly. You pushed once more and a second set of crying filled the room. Another wave of emotion coursed through Robb, his eyes eye and filled with wonder. You'd managed to push out not one child, but two..He leaned forward, still gripping your hand tight, he pressed a kiss to you cheek. 

"Another baby...You've given me twins, darling...You're incredible"

"My babies" You whispered, wanting to hold them, but they were being cleaned and checked over. You looked over at Robb next, your body felt weak and you were truly exhausted. 

"Rest my darling" He murmured. You nodded and waited, they cleaned the babies, and your handmaid's cleaned your body, the sheets were changed from the horrific bloody ones to fresh clean ones. Once that was done, Robb helped you sit up against the headboard of the bed, the maesters had checked the babies over and then set them in their cribs, finally leaving Robb and you alone with your babies. 

"Bring them over?" You ask, pleading with him. You had waited long enough. Robb smiled and listened walking over to the two babies, he pulled the blanket from them and smiled widely at you. 

"We have one boy and one girl, darling, you did so well" He whispers. 

"One of each?" You giggled softly. Robb carried the first baby over to you, you cradled her close to your chest, tears welling in your eyes as you look down at her. Robb joined you in the bed, holding your little boy in his arms. 

"Alyssa" You whispered still looking down at her. "Sweet girl, little Alyssa"

"Alyssa, a beautiful, sweet name for our beautiful sweet girl" Robb murmured, you looked to him and your son. 

"And our boy? His name?" You had wanted Robb to name him. 

"Our little prince...I'd like to name him Torrhen, after the King who Knelt...Torrhen Stark" He said softly. 

"I like that, Alyssa and Torrhen Stark" You smiled softly, leaning your weakened body against Robb as you both cuddled your babies. 

"You did amazing, princess"

"Thank you darling, I didn't realise childbirth was quite so..."You couldn't think of the word to best describe it. 

He chuckled softly and nodded in agreement. 

"Painful? You did so well darling" 

"Thank you for being there with me" You say looking up at him. Leaning in Robb places a soft and gentle kiss to your forehead. 

"Of course my love, you know me, hate the rules" He smirked. 

"How about you give Torrhen to me, and you go get your parents, I'm sure they're dying to meet the new little Starks" You whisper softly, as you adjust Alyssa into one arm, freeing your other. He nodded at your request, carefully he moved Torrhen into your free arm, you snuggled both babies close to your chest. Robb watched as you held Alyssa and Torrhen, his heart swelled at the sight. He pressed another quick kiss to your forehead before he stood up off the bed and walked to the door. 

"I'll be right back, princess...Don't go anywhere" He grins. 

"Where would I go?" You joke quietly. 

"Oh I don't know... You're a wild one princess, you could always manage to sneak away" He smirked. 

"Shut up, go get your parents" You say shaking your head with a soft smile on your lips. 

"Alright, alright....I'm going.. I'll be right back, princess" 

When Robb left you looked down at the two babies, you kissed both their foreheads feeling overwhelmed as you watched them sleep in your arms, shocked that you had created them. Finally you had your babies. 

"You're so loved, my sweet ones, so loved" You whispered softly to them. 

It wasn't long before Robb returned with his parents in tow, his father's face broke into a wide smile when he saw you, Lady Stark had tears in her eyes as they walked into the room. 

"Your grandchildren" You say smiling softly down at the babies. 

The Lord and Lady Stark both walked over to the bed quickly, their eyes fixed on the babies now in your arms, a soft loving smile on Lord Stark's face, even as his eyes shone with a hint of pride...Lady Stark was practically beaming with pride as she sat down on the bed beside you her hand gently reaching out to caress the baby girl. 

"They're beautiful...Just perfect" She whispered. 

"Their names are Alyssa and Torrhen" You said, smiling, you hadn't stopped looking at the sleeping babies yet. 

"They're both so beautiful my dear, Alyssa and Torrhen, what perfect names" Lady Stark spoke again. 

"Thank you...Robb, darling put them in their cribs?" You ask, feeling the weakness slowly creeping over you again. Robb carried the babies to the cribs, Lord and Lady Stark cooed over them for a little while longer, whilst you felt yourself drift off to sleep. 

In the morning, you woke up to the babies fussing, a wet nurse came in to feed them whilst you watched, Robb slept by you. Once the nurse had fed the babies she laid them back in their cribs and they soon fell asleep again. 

You turn to Robb and gently stroke his face to wake him. 

Robb's eyes fluttered open, groggily blinking his eyes, a sleepy smile quickly made it's way over his face when he saw you. He spoke slowly, his voice still slightly groggy from sleep as he spoke. 

"Good morning darling"

"Good morning love" You smile at him. He reached out to you, taking your hand in his, holding you close to his chest. 

"How are you feeling my love?"

"Okay" You mumble. "Bring our babies here and let us cuddle as a family?"

He couldn't help the smile that spread over his face as you said that, his heart fluttered at your request, at the thought of the four of you all in the bed, together as a little family. He wanted that too, so badly. He nodded at your request, getting out of the bed and walking over to the two cribs, he reached down and took each other, holding them in his big strong arms. 

When he reached the bed, you reached out and took Torrhen from him, snuggling the baby close. Robb climbed into the bed with Alyssa in his arms, he snuggled close to you. 

"They're so perfect" You whisper, looking from one baby to the other. 

"They are perfect, just perfect" Robb whispered. 

"Can't believe we had twins" You say, your voice musing quietly as you looked at the babies. 

"I certainly wasn't expecting it, but...I really won't complain about getting two babies in one go, our very own prince and princess" He smiled softly. 

"I don't think it's my title that carries over to them, I believe it's yours, they're lady and lord, but to us, they'll be princess and prince" You smiled. 

"Yes, I believe you're right princess...Lady and lord...They'll always be little prince and little princess to us" He whispers as he moves his fingers to stroke Alyssa's tiny nose. 

"Yes they will" You whisper as you stroke a finger over Torrhen's cheek. He smiled softly, nodding in agreement, his body relaxed against yours, cuddled up against you now, he moved to stroke a small among of hair on Alyssa's head. After a moment, he leaned in and placed his chin on your shoulder. 

"We did good princess" He whispered. You didn't reply, listening to the obvious voices outside the room, you giggled softly. 

"Listen" You say quietly "I can hear voices, I think your siblings may be outside" 

"Sounds like you're right..I should probably let them in"

"Mm yes, let them in"

He smiles and walks to to the door carefully, not wanting to wake Alyssa in his arms. As he opens the door his younger siblings filtered into the room, including Jon and Theon. 

"Come in, but you must be quiet" You say to them, Jon and Theon stayed by the door with Robb and Alyssa whilst the others rushed to your bedside to take a look at Torrhen. 

"Aren't they the sweetest" You whispered. Each of Robb's siblings gave a different reaction, Sansa looked overjoyed, Rickon looked a little jealous of the attention the new babies were getting. Arya and Bran looked so excited, both fighting to get closer to you. 

"Jon...Theon...come meet your niece" You say, looking at them, finally ready to stop the silent feud you had. "Would you like to hold them?"

Both Jon and Theon seemed surprised by the question, they stayed by the door with Robb and Alyssa. Bran suddenly piped up, speaking in an eager tone as he looked up at you..

"Can I hold them?"

"Of course, come sit" You say motioning to the empty space next to me on the bed. Bran excitedly climbed onto the bed and wiggled close to you, he reached out a little. You moved Torrhen slowly onto his lap, gently showing Bran how to hold the baby. Bran followed your lead, shifting his arms and hands to hold Torrhen. A look of absolute amazement and fascination was on Bran's face as he looked down at Torrhen. 

You smiled softly at the boys and then you looked up to Robb, still standing by the door way, Alyssa now in Jon's arms. 

They all stayed for a little while longer, taking turns holding the babies and asking questions. Soon you found yourself feeling tired again. Robb took one look at you and knew you were tired and needed a bit of rest. So he slowly started to guide his siblings towards leaving. 

"Alright, come guys" 

Finally they left, leaving you and Robb alone with the babies, the wet nurse made visits throughout the day, they were finally put back down to bed in their cribs, you turn to Robb. 

"You alright, princess? Tired?" He asks. 

"Very much so, might you join me for a nap?" You ask sleepily. 

"Of course, darling..Anything you want" He slowly starts to take off his boots, unbuttoning his shirt, getting ready to crawl into the bed with you for a nap. He moved closer to you, pulling your body against his. 

"I love you" 

Smiling at your words, his heart fluttering in his chest, a small shiver running through him as he heard you say it. He gently placed a kiss to the top of your head and another to your shoulder.

 "I love you too princess, I love you so much"

(Well that's the official ending. However I didn't want to stop writing just yet, so I have a few extra chapters coming out)

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[nalyra-dreaming]

COMMENTS on 2x06 - SPOILERS ahead!!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . *FIRST OFF:OH FUCKING SHIT

Not sure I breathed . . . . . . .

Rashid and Daniel, eating sushi. Weird, but not-conclusive. Love Daniel noticed the lacking postage, because yes. And Rashid... behaves weirdly.

“Raglan” coming when called. HOW did Daniel call him in? And while the observation re Louis is valid… that comment re the “body switching”?? Almost… clumsy.. this show is not clumsy. Massive red flag, imho. Also, the Talamasca wanting to ask questions??? That’s … hmmmm. More like him, if he is really Raglan.

Armand and Louis passive aggressively arguing about potential wall decoration. Delicious. “Wait for revelation to enter the room”. OUCH

Loved Daniel and Rashid covering each other.

THEY ARE BUILDING THEIR LITTLE SCRIPTED PLAY BASED ON CLAUDIA’S DIARIES!!! MOCKING THEM AND THEIR EXPERIENCE! HOLY HELL.

Louis and Daniel are so done with the shit, lol

That visit to Roget’s… the music… the foreshadowing

The juxtaposition of Armand pretending to not have known and clearly commenting on and directing the play in Paris…

Armand going off at “love” at Daniel

“Fuck these vampires” - seems Daniel has read the removed pages???

Oof that … sexual assault. Hard to stomach. And Claudia… you go girl. Loved Madeleine there, top notch acting from everyone

God. Louis all riled up, telling Armand “clothes off, face down in the coffin, can read them to me while I fuck you”. Erm. Holy shit. Holy… fucking shit. Like… that’s… I don’t even have words.

I must say, and this is independent from Louis himself here (!)- but art dealers only speculating on the price of art… sits so unwell with me. Like… only the monetary value matters. It’s… IDK. I hate it with a passion.

Also the coven more or less watching while Louis fumbles Armand… like…

Claudia and Madeleine are everything. I LOVE their dynamic

Louis arguing with Claudia, god, please just… 😭

“Or Armand is mine” 💀

Armand calling her “Claudia de Lioncourt”… because she is his by blood!!! I been sayin’!!

The discussion of Armand with Madeleine was so intimate… I loved how they did it

Does it matter if it was the truth that Claudia is a burden??? YES LOUIS IT DOES

Also breathtaking bitter that Louis was sooooooo convinced he had convinced Armand

The body language in Dubai - and the reveal of never having made a vampire. “Fuck these vampires”!!! The expressions!

The strange crimes… including color film stock????????? Ohhhhhhhhh I have a GUT FEELING

And them calling out into a certain direction hanging off the Eiffel tower??? TO WHOM?!

That discussion between Armand and Louis. I must say… their relationship is even more fucked up than I had thought they would portray it. WAY WAY MORE FUCKED UP. Like… that’s not even funny even more, the way that they shift into those … bitter dynamics. Bitter, so very, very bitter. And the way both their voices shift. Ugh.

Madeleine’s turning was beautiful. And her seeing Claudia like that… made me cry. It was so fitting that they both turned her. Madeleine’s life, flashing by. Lovely.

And god, Louis… reopening the wound. Trying to let the blood bleed out. Hating himself not caring sooooooo much. And that little tidbit re the bond, the fact that there is a feeling for each other there, even if there is no coercion. FORESHADOWING OH GOD

And Armand … pretending he had chosen Louis. God. Fucking shit.

“Games”.

I do believe that Louis might have asked initially for his memories to be erased. I’ve theorized that before and I can see it, because Louis would feel guilty and he would hurting… badly.

Also… Armand saying the “series of abhorrent consequences that followed”… and then “three days after we abandoned him”… there is no saying what timeframe was between the interview and that… shower outs came out of.😏

Bittersweet drinks. The discussion of the bond, the feelings… Louis putting his fingers into wounds. Armand… hurting so much. Louis withholding again, ugh… and…. The Judas’ kiss. And standing by. He… stands by. He lets it happen. Brutal. The way the smile drains from Louis’ face.

The intercuts to Dubai. Holy shit.

“They gave him a choice. He chose”. FUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK

Santiago’s speech.

“fuck your mother”?????? Oh, are we jabbing already???

the music

And there he is. THERE HE IS. 10 Minutes. Okay. Okay.

He looks weird. Acts weird, too. Whose POV are we on there????

HE’S COMING… indeed.

EPISODE INSIDER

not only the stakes for Daniel are ramping up, lol

Tightrope indeed

Jacob: “There’s a lie being told and that Dubai penthouse is a bit of a prison” 💀

And yes Claudia and Madeleine are magnetic

Oh that was improvised?????

“Pissed doesn’t quite cover what Louis feels at the trial”… yeah, no, no shit.

Sam: “He’s back in al his hectic, complicated glory”… that’s one way to put it, lol

Sooooo. I’m kinda afraid. Because I know what will follow, lol, yes, but… Santiago emphasizing the daylight on the stage??? Them stealing color films??? Who were they contacting? Why are Louis, Claudia and Madeleine just sitting there like that. And god the relationship between Armand and Louis??? NGL, when I pointed out it would not be the wholesome romance that some were expecting… >I< did NOT expect it to be this. Did. Not. Because this is several thousand ways of fucked up. Not only for Louis to absolutely fall into this part but also the dynamics wrt to the coven, and Armand’s vulnerability there, and willingness to submit, to just get an OUNCE of affection, FFS. So, so fucked up. Did not see THAT coming. God. It makes me wonder what else we’ll learn in the next two episodes, lol.

I’m not ready to let them go. 😭

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

Squish

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Things may be better, but Roman still struggles occaisonally. Remus is happy to help him out.

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Written for: This Prompt

Warnings: Some self dep, mainly Roman thinking badly about himself again. overstimulation. vague reference to past self harm.

Pairings: Creativitwins, Roceit

Word Count: 1481

Notes:

Hello!!

Darkside Roman fic!

Thank you to Oatmeal for the prompt here on my Tumblr (feel free to leave a request yourself!), I did write this on my train ride - I just forgot to post it yesterday, haha.

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Roman stood before his mirror. The floor length one, in his room, with ornate golden carvings around the frame. The mirror itself looked like something that belonged in a king’s chamber in a palace, not Roman’s bedroom. His room may be ornate, his red canopy bed was beautiful, with a carved wooden headboard and translucent red drapes. His desk was mahogany, also elegantly carved and looked like something straight out of a vicotorian drawing room, his plush red rug created a nice centrepiece to his room and his closet was full to bursting with clothes he would probably never actually get to wear, bis room was ornate, but it wasn’t fit for him.

A beautiful, elegant room, fit for a prince. Roman didn’t feel like he belonged there.

His tail had been the last thing to come through, he was pretty sure, and now it swayed behind him, brushing over the ground repeatedly in a way that irritated him to no end. He thought he should be used to it by now, after his week spent in the imagination. Which he didn’t remember most of, but Janus had reassured him that nothing bad had happened, he hadn’t hurt anyone – he, apparently, had actually been kind of cute. And he’d somehow gotten Virgil to join them for movie nights, too, he wondered how exactly he’d done that with his dragon brain.

Dark wings spread behind him, the bloody red of the scaley skin making him cringe away from his own reflection. Red was his colour, the colour of passion and love, romance. Red was also the colour of anger, of fire burning brightly, hurt, pain, distruction. When he was a Prince, the red meant love, a bright spirit, now…

His wings twitch and Roman reaches around himself to – what, try to get them off? He’d already tried that more than enough and all it did was hurt, there was no point, he was stuck like this now. His tail started to thrash behind him without his permission, he hated how out of control it was, he couldn’t stand how it moved when he was irritated or upset – it made it practically impossible to hide what he was feeling and the way it dragged against the hardrood floor of his room made him want to scream-

“Roro!?” His bedroom door slammed open, making his wings flare out in surprise. He whipped around to face his brother in the doorway, forgetting once more about his tail and only remembering when it slammed into the mirror, sending it crashing to the floor in shards. The golden carved frame was ruined, the mirror itself now only showing a fragmented reflection. Roman stared at it in shock, wondering if this reflection was more accurate.

“Oooh- that’s not good,” Remus said, “Sorry Ro – did I scare ya?”

“No- no, it’s- it’s fine I was just…” Roman trailed off, looking back at the mirror, “Focused.” He settles on.

“What? On admiring yourself?” Remus giggled, coming over, “Janny wanted me to come get you, you’re missing dinner.”

“I am?” Roman asked, looking at his twin with a frown, he thought dinner was still a few hours away.

“What’s going on in that silly head of yours, Ro?” Remus knocked on his skull like it was a door, and Roman winced away, batting halfheartedly at his hands, he hadn’t noticed Remus come over, “Oh c’mon, I can basically see your thoughts crowding up in there.”

“Just- leave it, it doesn’t matter,” Roman tried to wave him off, “I’ll be down for dinner soon.”

“Oh no, nope, absolutely not,” Remus said, shaking Roman lightly by the shoulder, “You only say crap like that when something’s really wrong, now what’s got my lil’ bro so upset?”

“Remus-“ Roman huffed, he was going for a warning tone, trying to get his brother to back off, though he was pretty sure it sounded a lot more pathetic than he was intending, “Just-“

“Nope, get, now, sit down, go on,” Remus practically shoved him back towards his bed and Roman’s tail curled around his feet as he was pushed to sit down as he continued to weakly protest. Once he was down, Romus practically threw himself on top of him, putting all of his weight on him. Roman hated to admit that it did help, even if he had to shuffle around so he wasn’t squashing his wings.

“There, better?” Remus asked, already knowing that ‘being squished’ as Remus called it, tended to help quite a lot, Roman nodded weakly, “Now, what’s the shit bothering you?”

“My stupid- stupid brain,” He huffed, looking up at the canopy of his bed, “I feel like- like all this stuff – it’s not -it’s not mine – it’s like I don’t- I don’t feel like I- I deserve it-“

“Deserve it?” Remus says, “Why the fuck wouldn’t you deserve it?”

“I don’t �� because, because I’m hideous – because all I do is cause pain? I just- I hurt Patton and Logan, I hurt Virgil – I definitely hurt you, and I probably hurt Jan and I just-“

Repetitive, insistent tapping on his cheek drew him back out of the spiral he was descending into, Remus was frowning at him.

“Tell your brain to fuck off, Ro,” Remus said, bapping him on the forehead, “You’re cool as fuck, you haven’t hurt Janny or Virgin, you haven’t hurt the others nearly as much as they fucked you up, and yeah, being isolated from you hurt like a fucking soap bath but that wasn’t your fault-“

“I know that but – but this-“ he pulls at one of his wings again and Remus slaps his hand away.

“Is really fucking cool,” he finishes Roman’s sentence, “Literally, you can fly – and you can set shit on fire, how is that not cool as fuck?”

“And I’ve told you that- that doesn’t matter – it’s – it’s – dragons are evil,” Roman said, dragging his hand over his face, his claws leaving the lightest marks on his own skin, “They’re meant to hurt people destroy things, hoard gold, I don’t want to be a greedy, prideful, nasty creature.”

“Yeah, and we’ve told you every time you say this that you’re not any of that shit,” Remus said, pulling Roman’s hand away from his face so he doesn’t hurt himself any more. Roman whined, before coughing smoke right into Remus’ face and immediately panicking.

“Mm!” Remus said, “Thanks Roro,”

“What?”

“The smoke?”

“Yeah uh – why are you thanking me?”

“Cause’ it smells good?” Remus tilted his head, “Like free perfume.”

Roman can’t help the snort of laughter that escaped him. He should’ve known that Remus would enjoy smelling of smoke. Of course, something like that wouldm’t have upset him, he was Remus for goodness sake.

“Y’know Janny would say something poetic about how dragons were strong and awesome again if he heard this, right?” Remus poked him in the side and Roman batted his hands away again.

“Yeah yeah – I know – it’s getting better though, I swear.”

Remus hummed, flopping down properly on top of him, “These spirals not happening so often?” He asked.

“No – it’s just – sometimes it all starts to bother me – it’s like –“

“You’re feeling loads of things all at once and you feel like you’re whole body is gonna explode?” Remus suggests, “Like there are ants crawling all over your skin and you can’t get ‘em off?”

“Yeah- um- something like that,” Roman nodded.

“Is the squishing helping?” Remus asked.

Roman took a long, deep breath, “Yeah, thanks.”

“Awesome ‘cause if it didn’t I’d have to crush up all your bones.”

“…Thanks, Ree,” Roman shook his head with a fond smile.

“You feeling good enough for dinner?” Remus asked, “’Cause I think Janny’s made pie, and he’s gonna get worried ‘cause we’ve been gone so long.”

“I… I think so,” Roman nodded. Shoving Remus away so he could get up. He waved away the mess from the mirror and now that spot felt far too empty, but he wouldn’t let it bother him right now. His tail still dragged over the hardwood floor, but it didn’t bother him so much now. Remus grabbed him by the arm and dragged him downstairs.

“Sorry we’re late!” Remus yelled as they arrived in the dining room, “Roro was having a crisis again.”

“Is everything alright?” Janus looked up with concern clear in his expression. Roman smiled.

“Yeah – it is now,” he said, taking his seat.

“Mhm, I helped,” Remus said proudly. Janus chuckled.

“Thank you, Remus, I presume you did an awful job?”

“As always,” Remus nodded with a grin. Roman couldn’t help but smile as he settled into their company, finally able to relax now that they were both here.

When Roman returned to his room later that night, he found a new mirror in the old one’s place, this one was just as ornate, but made out of black marble.

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Tags: @full-of-roman-angst-trash @your-local-random-dino @cutebisexualmess @glacierruler @roseianxiety @bella-bugatti-frogetti-baguetti @scalesfeathersnfur (if anyone wants to be added, let me know!)

[fraudulent-cheese]

So i watched episodes 3 to 8 of Pahkitew Island

Again, watched these with my buddy @rockin-it-rusty! And, holy shit these episodes have got me genuinly wondering why Pahkitew's so hated.

I'll go over the negatives first; the challenges are kinda eh. The Truth or Scare one is great, and the cave one is interesting due to it's hints at the Fake Island reveal (as heavy handed as they were), but most of these were just pretty out there to me? They mostly felt like an excuse to put the characters in situations mostly. Just have Topher make a narration joke, give Max and Scarlett an interaction, have Sky and Dave dance around eachother all due to a thing the challenge made them do. I don't mind the first two much, but the last one gets super repetitive man. Glad they mixed it up a bit by making Shawn try to wingman Dave though, i like their friendship! im a bigger dashawn shipper now oops

ANYWAYS IMA TALK ABOUT THE CHARACTERS NOW BECAUSE LET'S BE HONEST, THE CHARACTERS CARRY THE SHOW!

Amy... Ok im very mixed on her. On one hand, she serves her role as the mean twin relatively well. But on the other, that's all she really is! Her one trait is being mean and hating her sister, and that's all she really does! Granted she has a thing? Where she gets sayings (?) wrong, or just gets words wrong (she says parfait is german. it's french. i would know) which! could hint at something! (maybe less smart than her sister?) but they don't do shit with her outside of her swimming back to the island in episode 5. god i wanna rewrite this season so badly now to give her a bigger role. idk shoutouts to Twinning with a Twist for redeeming her while still giving her some edge ig.

Rodney. i uh

I haven't thought about him since his elimination honestly. I just doooooon't care about him it's crazy. Most forgettable guy in the entire series.

Sammy! Ok back to the siblings rambles! I wish the show leaned into her scheming more. Girl in five episodes pulled identity theft and did nothing else. Why. Her relationship with Jasmine is adorable, and i wish she got Jasmine to call her by her actual name, and a personality too! It's really a shame man :(

Sidenote, but like her team fucking hated her for some reason??? Like what. I know it's because of that one scene, but really?

Ella!! My sweet girl Ella!!! She didn't do anything wrong man she just likes singing leave her alone!!! Chris really fucking hates her and it's pretty entertaining at least, but i'd say his beef with Topher's funnier. She has a nice singing voice, and i love how passionate she is about fairytales and stuff. You could do so much with the Prince thing and the show... didn't. Like what even was that. Conflict that wasn't one that lasts an episode. what

Gotta say though, her elimination was fucking ass, Max 100% should've been kicked instead of her.

Topher. Ah the opher. He's a special case, even in the context of Pahkitew Island itself! Because the dude's not here for the game. He's here to meet his idol, Chris Mclean (he really knows how to pick em, huh). I like the progression he's got, from wanting his approval to straight up wanting to host the game instead of him. I'll admit, my opinion's a little skewed since i am mutuals with the Topher guy on Tumblr, but i like him regardless!

His relationship with Chris is easily one of the more interesting parts of the season, mostly because a 30-something year old dude having beef with a teenage fan is hilarious, and you could definitely spin it in a sad way from Topher's perspective.

It also helps that he's genuinely funny! His few interactions with the other campers are also pretty fun, he dgaf about them it's great.

Im kind of mixed on Dave, i'll be real. On one hand, im glad they ditched the whole "he doesn't like anyone on this Island" trait three episodes in because that would've gotten. SO ANNOYING. SO FAST. (hell i'd argue it was already annoying), and him being a hopeless romantic could be a fun trait, if done right. It also helps that he's really pathetic and i find that funny. His friendship with Shawn's fun too!

But on the other hand... Yeah, even before the finale the Skave plotline's really boringgg. They just dance around eachother for half the season for like! No reason! Please just have a conversation, even if it takes other people to sit them down to have it! I know why they didn't because the finale needed them to not actually talk about it but at least have Sky tell him she'll explain later or have him not be a coward and ask her about it himself!!! ack!!

Also the thing with him and Ella went literally nowhere. I have 0 feelings about it because it's just there for some reason. Idk they just really wanted to shoehorn in romance for every girl this season huh.

Scarlett's a really underutilized character pre-Island reveal. The bulk of her interactions with the other campers are with Max, who has a ton of screentime for some reason (which i don't personally really mind but i'll explain later) which honestly sucks because she's a fun character! I want to compare her to Twilight Sparkle at the very start of MLP. She's smart, she knows it, she can communicate with her teammates just fine and just chooses not to usually. I like her alot! Im just... really disapointed that she's so in the background usually; if anyone's a wasted character in tdpi, outside of the Twins i'd say it's her.

Her legit wanting to kill Max is great though. That's how i'd react to him irl. Don't get the Max saying she had a crush on him three episodes in, or the quip Chris made during the team switching tho.

SPEAKING OF WHICH, MAX! I swear, i was convinced i'd find this guy annoying pre-watch but uh... I like this guy! No really, i do! He's like Mal, only the narrative doesn't take him seriously in the slightest and it's hilarious to watch! Im like Sugar in that one clip, i am laughing at this buffoon's intelligence, and his stupid catchphrase, and his "evil" plans, and his general delivery! Max is funny!

Even when the Scarlett "minion" thing kicked in i still found him funny! Don't get me wrong, i wish he'd gotten out earlier (ESPECIALLY when he was supposed to get kicked in the episode Ella got eliminated into) or just gotten less screentime in general, but in the season proper, yeah he's a funny guy! Big gimmick, but i like him! Please don't add nuance to him, i don't care

Jasmine... certaintly exists! I'd call her the Season's rock, the one character that's emotionally intelligent on the show. She's fun in general, and also the only one noticing things going wrong with the robotic island. As said before, her relationship with Sammy is great to see, and i wished we'd see more of her and Sky's friendship and uh. For there to be more between her and Shawn? Because the only things i've retained is that they blushed at eachother once and then trust issues party because he hit her once during a challenge and that completely broke her trust in him - which, could be an interesting aspect of her character to explore since if that's all it took for her to pull a 180 on Shawn, the girl must have a complicated relationship with trust. That's an interesting flaw! It also shows up with her rapport in Sky in the later episodes of this batch, and. GOD. I wish it was developped man!

The issue? Yeah it's dragged on so longggg man! It's frustating to watch frankly because i really wish they'd resolve this conflict quicker since it's like. The same thing every episode :( to my knowledge it's solved in episode 9, but it did NOT need to be dragged out for 4 episodes.

Unrelated to her charater, but her height difference with the other campers is kind of ridiculous. In some shots the characters look so small compared to her it's crazyyy

Ok, now. Sugar. I'll be honest? She's great! She's just a menace and doing her own thing and it's fun to watch! She's also interesting in terms of backstory since she's canonically a pageant queen; her relationship with Ella is greatly impacted by this, since she heavily suspects her of lying to her face when it's just. Ella being Ella. Similar thing to her opinion on Topher; she doesn't like him for his sucking up to Chris, the host (something that Rusty probably agrees with). I fucking wish she was more popular because then people would look into her more, but alas. She's a female, plus sized character in Pahkitew Island, so considering the Fandom's biases, it was never going to happen. U_U

OK TIME FOR ZOMBIE BOY. So, Shawn. He's definitely more present in these episodes than he was before, and, again, i think he's fun! He's a weird little guy. He's got interesting skills (his camouflage, legit parkour, general athleticism) and his personality's interesting as well compared to the other guys. The zombie thing is fine, actually, because they do different things with it over the course of these episodes. Not much to say about him, he's a solid character to me and i wish he had more interactions with the cast outside of Dave and his pining for Jasmine. Who he's talked to like, five times at this point? Again, they probably should've talked stuff out faster than this for me to actually enjoy it. Oh well.

And finally, Sky. She's an interesting case for me? She's fine, mostly. She's the Normal Person™️ of the cast to me, and that means she really struggles to grab me. It's made worse by her main plot being a basic romance plot where the gimmick is that she's a reasonable human being and Dave isn't. And neither are able to have a normal fucking conversation about it either. The mixed signals thing could've been interesting, but this is Fresh TV writters, so of course it didn't end up that way. I assume the episodes without Dave are the ones where her personality shines more? Because so far she's just been really reserved and calm. And said she'd "focus on the competition only" And then. Doesn't. Really. God i wish this season treated it's female characters better :(

OK SO OVERALL THOUGHTS:

Im mixed on alot of the character decisions

god i wished these people talked more

the screentime is not well split among the cast

the romance plots and pacing of the Island plot are the weakest parts of this season

the challenges are fine

Why does Chef have 5 lines total.

Pahkitew Island does NOT deserve the overly negative rep it gets in this Fandom, at least based on the first 8 episodes.

[mid0khan]

Dreamling Week 2024, day 5

Thanks again to @mr-sadman for the prompts!

Prompt: Midsummer

Title: I'll Follow Thee and Make a Heaven of Hell

Summary: Hob would do anything to see Dream happy. Yes, even going to one of Shakespeare's plays. (1,254 words, no TW, also Human!AU)

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Dream was practically vibrating out of his skin with excitement as he crossed the literature department to reach the history teachers offices. It sucked that Hob’s office was literally on the other side of campus from his. Or maybe it was a blessing, there probably wouldn’t be much work done if they were next to each other at all time.

But it meant that now the literature professor had to keep himself from running as he walked through the whole university to join his husband.

He barged in Hob’s office without knocking, causing the history professor to startle badly.

“Jesus Christ, Dream!” he exclaimed frightfully. “What is it? Is something wrong?”

“You will never believe what Lucienne just told me!” Dream exclaimed, doing his best to refrain from screaming. His jaws were starting to hurt from smiling.

Hob chuckled fondly, standing from his desk to kiss his lover.

“It must be really extraordinary, I haven’t seen you so happy since our wedding!” he teased.

“Don’t be stupid, it doesn’t even come close.” Dream rolled his eyes, still bouncing on his feet.

Hob hummed, pretending to think. “Did your sibling break their leg during their last fashion show?”

“Stop it, you make me look bad,” the literature professor chastised, laughing all the same. “No, it’s far better than that!”

“Now I’m really curious! What is it?”

“A Midsummer Night’s Dream will be performed at the Globe in two weeks-” Hob must have made a face because Dream hastily added: “and it’s staged by Kay Culverton Stranger himself!” Hob really tried to look excited, but he must have done a bad job at it considering that his husband’s enthusiasm deflated quickly. “I’m sure you would like it!” the literature professor pleaded. “Stranger has such a deep understanding of Shakespeare’s work, his stagings truly are the bests when it comes to Shakespeare, they always highlight the emotional and political depths of the plays in such amazing ways…”

“I’m sorry darling. You know what I think about Shakespeare…” Dream seemed about to cry, his eyes fixed on the ground. Hob gently tilted his head up, forcing his lover to look at him. “But I would gladly go with you anyway.”

“But you hate Shakespeare.”

“I don’t hate him; I think he is overrated and I don’t like his plays. But I knew what I was signing up for when I married a Shakespeare specialist.”

“I don’t want you to have a horrible time just for my sake,” Dream sulked.

“I won’t, I’ll be able to watch my amazing husband be excited about something he loves for a whole evening!” His lover still didn’t seem convinced so Hob changed his strategy “Let’s make a deal. We go see A Midsummer Night’s Dream in two weeks, and in exchange you let me drag you to the exhibit about the evolution of the guild system during the Renaissance that starts next month at the British Museum. What do you say?”

“It seems like a fair trade,” Dream admitted, a smile growing back on his face. “I accept your proposition.”

“Thank you, my Lord,” Hob declared with a mock curtsey, which earned him a playful swat and some delighted giggles. “Now, shall we go back to our mansion for the eventide?” he continued with the poshest accent he could muster.

“Our flat hardly count as a mansion, dearest,” Dream chuckled fondly. “But yes, we shall, if you are done with your work here.”

It was a nice day, and they decided to walk back to their flat. Dream genuinely tried not to talk Hob’s ears off, but he was far too excited about the play, and soon he was passionately info-dumping, hands flapping with enthusiasm. Hob didn’t mind. He basked in it; he remembered, when he had met Dream, how the literature teacher had been distant and silent, barely letting show any interest in anything. Now, after years together (and after going no-contact with Dream’s parents), he could talk for hours about his special interests, eager to share them with his husband. He still struggled around strangers, and he often appeared aloof and cold to those who didn’t know him well, but he made progresses one step after another, opening up a bit more every time, allowing himself to be. Hob delighted every day in being able to watch Dream free himself.

When they arrived to their home, Dream practically threw himself at their PC to book their tickets to the play. Hob watched worriedly as his excitement died down, his shoulders dropping as he let out a disappointed sigh.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“It’s already sold out,” Dream answered sadly. He turned the PC off and went to their room.

Hob heard him cry through the door, but he didn’t dare enter. He knew Dream didn’t like people seeing him cry. He cooked his favourite dish and prepared his favourite movie, hoping that it would cheer him up a bit, and waited.

When Dream finally got out of their room with puffy eyes and damp cheeks, he was grateful for hob’s efforts, but it was obvious he was still crestfallen.

The following days, he tried to act as if everything was fine, but Hob could see he was still upset. When even their colleagues started asking him is Dream was okay, the history professor decided to act. He took advantage of his office hours (which were really calm this time of the year) and made many phone-calls.

There was one week left before the play when he walked in Dream’s office with two tickets in his hand.

The literature professor barely refrained from screaming, springing from his chair and catching Hob in a bone-breaking embrace.

“How did you get them?” Dream asked, in awe.

Hob smiled, trying to keep his bouncing husband from hitting his desk. “The advantage of being overly friendly and changing career path more times than I can count in my twenties is that I know a lot of people. I made a few phone-calls, promised to help with a house move, got ourselves invited to quite a few get-togethers to reconnect with old friends (which you can obviously skip if you don’t want to come), and finally got my hand on two tickets, and we even have VIP seats.”

“You did all of that for a play you don’t even want to go to?” Dream asked, confusion momentarily eclipsing the euphoria.

“I did all of that so my beloved husband wouldn’t be upset anymore. And it was all worth it, considering how happy it makes you.”

Dream rode the happiness high the whole week, spooking their colleagues a few times with his uncharacteristically cheerful behaviour, to Hob’s great amusement. The day of the play, he was so excited he couldn’t stay still. When they got to the theatre, he was shaking so hard with anticipation Hob worried for a moment they wouldn’t be let in, but thankfully they were guided to their seats without a fuss. They were placed on a balcony, with a perfect view on the stage.

Dream kept squealing and bouncing with delight until the play started. When the first actor appeared on the stage, he suddenly became very still and silent, immediately captivated. Hob didn’t look at the stage once of the whole night; instead, he watched as Dream smiled, cried, and laughed, delighting in his husband’s joy. When the curtain fell and it was time to go home, he couldn’t remember a single word from the play.

They both had an amazing evening.

[jennycinco-5]

ML Zealot : Is that wrong we have female super evil villains ? Is a “GURLS POWAH” show and is make sense why Chloe and Lila are irredeemable bitch !!!!

Let me said something 

Yes ! You can have manipulative or remorseless and vilest evil female villain in the show ! 

BUT

Made them fascinating and enjoyed by fans and contribute for the main plot ! Made them engaging and  truly a threat by show that they are as dangerous as the male villain.

Out of four female villain and antagonist in Agent Ali ,Jenny/Cinco is consider to be more vile, intimidating and petty af woman. And she downright psychotic in recent episode (Season 2 Episode 12) where we can see her brutally beat and mocking her opponent and laugh like a maniac. In previous several episode She also done many terrible thing and almost injure the innocents.

Does the writer wanted us to hate her ? No. They never tell to fans to hate her character just because she is a villain and supposed more vilest than any previous big-bad (Uno and Niki). Hate her or like her is up to you

Then we have her foster sister Kim. She is sympathetic and show lot of more depth than Cinco. She willingly do anything to accomplished her mission from Cinco for sake of Numeros while she does show a remorse for harming innocent and the Main character pet cat. 

Does the writer wanted us to hate Kim too ? No ! Again is up to you to see her as sympathetic or not. And its up to you to still love her or hate her. 

Kim and Cinco are fascinating antagonists just like Dos and Niki. Even some of them admit they are cooler than Uno (the first big-bad of Agent Ali). Writer indeed know how to make them into competent villain like the previous one. 

Lets see on Chloe and Lila

The writer wanted us to hate them so badly to the point THAT GUY claim they are irredeemable monster than the the terrorist and abusive father. The narrative try hard to make them Super EVulZ despite they are a troubled teenager and willingly retcon anything to make them a heartless monster who more dangerous than the main villain while the main villain as a “tragic villain” who deserve to be rewarded because “I LOsE My wAIfu bOhOOOhooo! But ThIs Vor MaH FamIly~”. If you criticize the writer for writing on Chloe and Lila or a fans of these character, writer especially THAT GUY and the Zealot ML will claim that you are “Bully-apologizer” and “as bad as Chloe and Lila”. To make them “work” as “villain” writer make sure that the background character (children and adults) as idiotic as possible to make them look “intimidating” 

Most of Chloe and Lila evil-thing has no impact for the plot. They just do evulz thing because out of spite and THAT GUY hate them for burning passion and also a proof of THAT GUY is a misogynist and full of double-standard . Everytime I see the leaks about them made me roll my eyes.

Is the writer do the same thing on Uno ? Even if Uno has a depth compare to Cinco, writer didn’t paint him as “Tragic Villain” unlike what ML narrative do on Gabemoth. Uno was narcissistic and vengeful man. While he does have moment of humanizing his character, also hate the asshole mayor (Dato’ Othman) and the Chief Pillar aware that Djin betrayal become Uno was part of their fault, the narrative never paint him as “tragic villain” or blaming the Pillar Chief for Uno betrayal

For the other rest antagonist comparison I will write the longer thread in next time because I need to finish watch Agent Ali season 3.

[kimium]

Tell me, in as much detail as you like, why you love Diasomnia 💜

Oh! Thank you so much for this ask! I'm super excited to answer it. I waited until I finished Part V of Book VII. I'm done now, so let's get started!

Warning: Mild spoilers for Book 7 up to where the ENG server is (Part V).

Reasons Why I Like Diasomnia

They're based on Maleficent

Without question my favourite classic Disney villain is Maleficent. I love how she's terrifying, powerful, and is easily an actual threat in her movie. There is weight to her words, actions, and abilities that always made her more threatening to me as a child than some other villains.

However, my love for her blossomed further thanks to her role in Kingdom Hearts. I absolutely love how in the KH lore she's been scheming since moment one (even before we met her in KH1, all the way back in KHUx). I consider anything in Kingdom Hearts canon to the overall Disney arching universes. This means any time I see Maleficent in other media I think, "Oh! She's also after Kingdom Hearts!"

This meant that naturally when I first started Twisted Wonderland I had to pick Malleus as my first card ever!

Aesthetic - Sleeping Beauty

I think that out of all the Disney princess movies nothing beats Sleeping Beauty's backgrounds and overall aesthetic. I know a ton of love went into creating and designing that movie and it shows! It's all breath taking and lives rent free in my brain. It's also why when Kingdom Hearts Birth by Sleep finally let me run around that world as Terra/Ven/Aqua, I was So Excited.

Twisted Wonderland doesn't disappoint and has brought the aesthetic to Diasomnia perfectly, especially with the dorm. I love it with all my heart!

Diasomnia's OST

This is on the list because I love the dorm's theme so much. It's so hauntingly beautiful! Also, because I can't stop making Kingdom Hearts references, it has some similarities to a song from BBS that plays when you visit Sleeping Beauty's world called The Silent Forest.

Malleus is one of my favourite character archetypes

We're now at the heart of why I love Diasomnia: Malleus. Look, I took one look at Malleus and went "Oh no, he's my character type". Design wise, I think he has the most "at a glance" recognizable traits that link him to Maleficent. That instantly drew me in to his character because, as I said before, Maleficent is my favourite.

Malleus is also an over powered character and I am always drawn to them. It's usually because they're also confident. While Malleus certainly is confident, he has depths to his personality. He's a little awkward but earnest. He sometimes doesn't "get" human things but he tries to understand. Malleus also has a niche (and a little bit dorky) passion for gargoyles that's so endearing. I love it.

He also wants a friend so badly that it's really cute our player character/Yuu was able to befriend him since Book 1. Of course, it's lead to my favourite meme "Malleus doesn't realize Twisted Wonderland isn't an otome game". Which, honestly, good for him! He deserves friendship AND love!

They're Fae

I am such a sucker for Fae in literature. Ever since I read the script for A Midsummer Night's Dream in high school, I was hooked. My favourite part to Fae are the "spirited away" elements because I'm also a sucker for wishes having the theme "This is a gift. It comes with a price". While Diasomnia don't have that classic trickster element to them, they're Fae and that's enough for me!

Lilia and Silver's relationship

Coming off reading Part V for Book VII what I love the most about their relationship is how raising Silver helped Lilia heal from the worst moments of his life. The character arc and growth from Lilia is so satisfying and heart-warming. Especially when it would have been so easy for Lilia to hate Silver and all he "stood for". Yet, despite all Lilia lost in the fight between the humans, we see him willingly and lovingly raise Silver as his son.

Yes, this is the "Big FF Term" (Found Family) aspect of Diasomnia that I know many people love. However, I can't stand the term "Found Family" any more because I think fandom needs to have that term put on a shelf until they learn how to use it properly.

Diasomnia's Unique Magic/Signature Spells

I love that for the most part they all have a common theme present and that's Dreams/Memories. Malleus with his literal ability to create a Lotus Eater Machine, Lilia with his ability to read imprint of memories off objects, and Silver's ability to cross/travel dreams is so cool!

Even if Sebek's may appear to "break the trend" I think his Unique Magic/Signature Spell being so straightforward shows he's not giving up on his goals/dreams/ambitions.

Malleus's overblot theme

Like all the housewardens, Malleus has a theme at the core of his overblot: grief when faced with change (death) of something you hold dear. It's a theme that speaks to me strongly and tugs at my heartstrings. It's the core to so many series that I hold near and dear to my heart such as FMA, Fruits Basket, Anohana, and To Your Eternity.

What do we do when faced with death? How do we react to it? Why can't we just keep clinging onto what we hold dear and never have it change? Those are some deep, heavy questions that define the human experience and to make Malleus, someone who is not human, have to face those questions? I think it's genius and this theme would not have gone over as well with any other dorm in my opinion.

And there you have it! My reasons why I like Diasomnia so much! I hope you like my answers, friend! Let me know!

[if-you-give-a-chat-a-cookie]

Adrien pranks his fans

Disclaimer: this is a joke and not at all serious. hate comments are wanted and appreciated but only about the story.

this is based on a wattpad au that I posted on tumblr, so lets pretend this is a wattpad comment section and have some fun with it.

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Adrien Agreste x Reader 

By The REALAdrienAgreste 

It was a sunny day in Paris and I had just woken up from a wonderful dream about my favorite model and love of my life Adrien Agreste. As I got up from bed I went to brush my teeth and put my long black hair into a messy bun and stare at my bluebell orbs in the mirror. I want to make sure I look my best today because even though I'm being bullied badly at school I don’t want Hawkmoth to take control of my emotions and it also helps that Adrien attends my school as well,  how lucky am I!!!

I walk towards my closet and put on my best outfit a pair of galaxy leggings, a black, shirt, black converse, and a matching galaxy hoody. You see I’m not like other girls, Im kind of a space nerd teehee. Anyway, after I finish getting ready for school I walk downstairs and out the door. I don’t need to say bye to my parents as they’re never home. Once I arrive at school I’m immediately pushed into the lockers by Sarah (I can’t stand her 😡😡😡😡) she’s the most popular girl in school and she hates me for some reason. She pushed me to the ground “stay away from Adrien.” She says in her annoying voice “he’s mine” she laughs cruelly (NO HES NOT YOU JERK)  “leave her alone” says a familiar husky voice and I turn to see who it was “oh Adrien, it’s not what it looks like we were just playing a joke” says Sarah. “I didn’t look that way to me” he says as he helps me up (AHHH HES SO SWEET AND HANDSOME😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 I LOVE YOU ADRIEN!!!!)” are you okay Y/N?” He asked,his forest green emerald orbs staring into my own sapphire orbs, but I couldn’t say anything as tears were welling up in my ocean blue orbs from embarrassment. I quickly ran off and I could hear him calling out to me but I ignored him and ran to my secret place, the roof of the school. I couldn’t stop thinking of the terrible day that I had but I knew that I had to keep moving forward so I sang my favorite song to help me calm down. “This is my fight song, take back my life song, prove I’m alright song” I sang in a beautiful high pitched voice (YOU GO GIRL)  well at least everyone tells me my voice is beautiful I don’t really hear it but once I’m done I hear clapping and I quickly turn around to find Adrien. “Wow that was amazing Y/N” I blushed a little at his compliments “are you going to sing that at the talent show tonight?” “No” I replied “I’m too shy to sing in front of a crowd” “ I think you should do it Y/N, you would win for sure” Adrien said in a sweet voice “alright I said convinced I’ll sing in tonight’s talent show”. Later that night I found myself standing on stage in front of a huge crowd of people and wearing a beautiful outfit with a denim vest and a purple and sea green ombre skirt with purple sparkley heels,I was ready to sing but as the music started I froze until I heard a little whisper coming from the side of the stage, it was Adrien and with him there I knew I could sing, so I did. I sang fight song and when I was done everybody cheered and Adrien ran up onto the stage dipped me down and kissed me passionately (AHHH SO ROMANTIC) “i love you Y/N” he said breathlessly. “I love you too Adrien”

The end 

AHHHHHHHHHH WASN’T THAT THE MOST ROMANTIC THING EVER 

BUT BACK OFF ADRIEN IS MINE!!!

“And post. What do you think Plagg?” 

Plagg stared at the screen in disgust as the story went live. “Adrien what in the name of all that is cheese was that? And did you base Y/N off of pigtails? You told me Y/N was supposed to be based off the reader, why would you give them features?” 

Adrien laughed, “for fun Plagg, when I discovered how many X reader fic there were about me i wanted to try writing one too. It’s kind of like playing a prank on my fans.” 

“So you put the real Adrien Agrest as your username”

“that’s the best part I told them I wrote it but because it’s the internet no one will believe it’s actually me. Now should I do Chat noir next?” 

[rabnerd28]

Okay I just wanna pop by and say how much I loved your Cats video essay. I've never really delved far into the Cats fandom myself, but I do really like the stage show, and I generally just have a strong love for musical theatre and an equally strong hate for the trend of shitty live action remakes. I'll never turn down a good 2 hour video tearing apart a bad remake, but there's only so many times you can watch some guy with a review channel dispassionately go "lol, look at this nightmare fuel CGI. Isn't it weird that they're cats??? And they're singing??? Worst movie of 2019" before it just gets annoying.

Within 5 minutes of starting your video I was like. Oh okay. You're fandom trash. You are absolute fandom trash. This is going to be so good. You are going to tear this movie to fucking shreds. Because I know, from firsthand experience, that hell hath no fury like a fan scorned.

The moment you first made a hint towards Tuggofelees, I was like "yeah, okay, this person is the right person to be reviewing this movie." It really made me realize not just how much Cats 2019 failed as a movie, but also how deeply it failed its core demographic. Like... Idk, people like you should have been the target audience for this movie, but instead Tomothy basically entirely disregarded everything that the fandom likes about the show (the subtle bits of characterization, the relationships between the cats, the feeling of love and community that the jellicles share, even the unique and striking character designs). It really makes you wonder what the hell he thought the outcome here was gonna be.

While I loved Sideways' analysis, and Lindsey Ellis's too, because they both have a lot to say about Cats as an actual show, they're both lacking a certain... Je-ne-sais-quoi. And that je-ne-sais-quoi is the fervent passion of someone who knows this media I side and out and cares about these characters like family.

Anyways I've watched your video like 4 times and I'm gonna continue to do so.

Thank you so much! I literally have watched so few reviews of the movie because after a couple you get the basic gist of "yup movie bad" without explaining any actual reason besides the CGI. And the fact that I didn't see anyone ever talk about the characters made me want to talk about it when I finally watched it.

I never talk about anything on my channel unless I'm fandom trash about it. Otherwise I would get nothing done. I was going to make a different video about cats, and decided to watch the 2019 film for it, and literally got so mad I made the video about how bad the 2019 film was. Especially because nobody talked about the reasons it was actually bad.

I actually watched the DVD commentary for the movie recently and the basic thought process I think Tom had was a mix of "I remember this when I saw the show when I was 8" and "I want to work with this celebrity". Watching that made me hate the movie even more.

Personally I think Lindsey's video is good for the basic history of Cats and the overall problem of Hollywood adapting musicals badly. I think Sideways is good for understanding why they fucked up the basic story and the music, but I think Maggie Mae Fish may have the best video because she gets into the nitty gritty of the original TS Elliot Poems and why TS Elliot sucks...because he does.

Thank you for the views! I have plans for one more Cats video, but things happened in another fandom I'm in and I gotta make a video for that first

[beevean]

For the bingo

Well-written characters: Sonic, Eggman, Trevor, Hector, Rosaly, Dracula

Shit characters: Lenore and essentially the entire main cast of That Very Particular Game

bro.

Sonic here :P

Eggman:

Proof that evil bastards without a single redeeming quality in their bones can still be compelling, fleshed out characters.

my good man is a jolly fellow with a passion for amusement parks and for defacing ancient ruins because his face deserves to be plastered through history. an icon <3 he's perfect <3 well, except for how in many games he was pushed to the side with disappointing results. but it's okay. it's not his fault <3 he did nothing wrong <3

Trevor:

Trevor my good friend Trevor he's the Sonic of Castlevania and that makes him an instant 10/10 🥰

Love how he's both shaped like a friend, happy to accept all sorts of people as his companions, and also a terrifying menace that will kill you first and ask questions second. I think this post encapsulates why he's so good <3

I am a bit salty that he was wasted in CoD, though. Granted, he gave us some intense sessions of raw gay sex with Hector and Isaac, but you know, he could have done more.

Hector:

i like him a normal amount and i am very normal about him and i totally don't project onto his status as unwilling golden child pushed to become something he isn't until he has the strength to free himself to face a world that hates him because freedom is more dignified than being sheltered.

Rosaly:

the girl of all time 🥺 she's so 🥺 and so 🥰 and also so 💖 and even ✨

god the way CoD treated her is criminal. I'm so glad Kojima and Sasakura gave her more love and turned her into such a cute and interesting character, even if she is fairly simple and straightfoward - she is not simply the kind caretaker to Hector's brooding boy, she is too kind to the point that it's treated like a flaw. but she don't care. she's stubborn and idealistic and exactly what makes her so good for hector "if you take a snake in you'll get bitten" castlevania.

She will love you to death. You have no choice in the matter. Haha get absolutely cherished idiot <3

Dracula:

he's so stupid and petty and a selfish asshole bastard and maybe a bit of a perv and he should suffer more for my entertainment

i love him <3

I like that, compared to Eggman, he does have potentially redeeming qualities: he loves. He loves too much, even. And that is precisely what makes him such a piece of shit :)

anyway he did everything wrong. that is the point.

Lenore:

"Deserved a happier ending"? Sure. Hector should have set her on fire. That would have made me happy <3

I hate her so much. I hate that I can see the glimpses of a good villain buried underneath the revolting rape apology. I wish I could steal Hector's hammer, beat her until she's nothing but mush, and then recompose her to turn her into a well written character, and not four bad characters stitched together.

But also, Lenore has no reason to exist. The story could have progressed just fine if it was Carmilla trying to break Hector's spirit - and maybe show that he's stronger than she had thought. Lenore was only introduced for the sake of pushing S3's shitty r/im14andthisisdeep "trust is for dumbasses, and dumbasses deserve to be punished" message. She singlehandedly ruined Hector's character beyond redemption, and she herself was written by Ellis with a hand down his pants, which means that in S3 she's basically a walking kink and by S4 it's too late to woobiefy her. I need to rescue her concept (a vampire torn between her desire to pretend to be human and the thirst for power over people that comes with her nature) so badly because it's worth exploring, but the show only makes me want to turn myself into the sun and burn for eternity.

OMORI cast:

[otto-sea-main]

So, a serious life update.

I have been working double shifts at my job just to make the hours I need to cover all my bills. And recently, the store I work at came under new management. With this, a lot of people have quit because it’s a very religious, close minded store, and the new owner and some of the workers clash heads. One of the ones that quit was my boss/manager.

It was today that I was approached and asked to slowly take over as manager to replace the one that left. I said yes.

A little of it is perhaps spite. That manager who quit absolutely hated my fucking guts and did little things to piss me the fuck off on purpose. They had confirmed this a couple times to other workers who told me. Not only having them come up to me and say it to my face. So, a little of it is spit, but also a lot of it is to try and help out genuinely as best as I can.

It’s also here that I ask myself, is it worth it? It’s an old mom and pop shop and honestly… the majority of me wants to help run it just so I can pay bills, but this store isn’t where my heart is… it’s being creative.

As an INFP, you can guess just how much I so badly wish to prioritize my creativity and passion to show off everything I’ve been working on… but can’t. With the long hours I’ve been working and new roles at work, I’m struggling…

I’m picking at my projects, many that I have started and unable to finished, and I’m getting little bits done here and there. Last month, I procrastinated so bad it was embarrassing… but I want to make this month better, different, productive!

With all that being said, I’m taking it one step at a time and hope that I can get something done by the end of this year. If not, I’ll keep trying.

To all of you reading this, thank you for taking your time to do so, I wish you all the best of luck and much love.

[bootlegmozart]

sorry i've been gone for a bit! i'm alive and doing quite a bit better. Was discharged from the hospital. Personal shit below.

soooo i got hospitalized for trying to die on everyone. the psych ward was pretty nice even though it was boring as fuck. literally all there was to do was watch TV or draw, so yeah. I did learn that i hate commercials with a passion and the BK commercial was sung flat on PURPOSE because they're trying to be more #relatable. Makes me not wanna get BK. Forgot how fucking horrible cable TV was. Glad I don't have it. It's like 55% commercials 45% shows. A real cesspool of garbage if you ask me.

This ward would have you ask for anything though, but I figured out the purpose is to get you used to asking for help. Yeah, it takes away autonomy because you had to ask for towels and for them to unlock the shower, ask for snacks, ask for personal hygiene items, etc, but at the very least it helped me get used to asking for things instead of just silently suffering. The staff was really nice to me and I made a couple friends.

Charlie, I know you don't use tumblr, but you're a wonderful human being and I hope you stick to your discharge plan because you deserve to be happy. You were the brightest light I saw in the ward, and people love you because you're just so easy and fun to be around. Naynay I hope your mom doesn't make your schizophrenia worse. You were fun to talk to about anime and cats. I wish you the best, and hope you can live your bisexual life to the fullest. Beth, you have a beautiful family and I hope you're feeling well enough to get through school despite the language barrier. You're brilliant. You got this. Josh, I'm sorry I called you buddy and I hope you start trusting the staff enough to take your meds. Evelynn, I hope you also start taking your meds. You were very kind to me and deserve to not be plagued by shit. I hope you're able to start trusting people again soon. It's not easy, but you're a strong, confident woman who can do anything you set your mind to.

But enough mushy stuff.

I found out just how badly I was being treated by my family. I didn't quite realize it until my beloved Jaspie also had to deal with them. They treated him very poorly, but also were incredibly tone deaf about the entire situation. My parents, who are divorced, couldn't bury the hatchet to support me. They were competing with each other the entire time, and were very performative. I'm still coming to terms with the trauma inflicted and just how much it affects me today. I'm 27 and still dealing with it. I have trouble asking for help, feeling my emotions, and trusting others to have my best interests in mind. I. Am. Traumatized. I have trauma. It's ok. I'm allowed to have these issues. I have panic attacks. I didn't even realize that's what was going on until I was hospitalized and had the safety of the ward. I didn't have tools needed to deal with those, tools to identify my emotions, or tools to deal with my trauma. While I'm still a work in progress, I'm going to be ok I think. I got medication that works and tools to help my mental health.

It's ok to admit yourself to a psych ward. If you do, you'll be able to check the ward before you go and make sure it's a good, reputable place to go. Pass the burrito test n' stuff. Plus, the staff will give you a bit more freedom with stuff cuz, at least, you were cognizant enough to recognize that you needed help.

The staff set up appointments with my psychiatrist and therapist for me. All I have to do is get online and click on the email to go to my appointment. It was really helpful that I didn't have to worry about that.

Speaking of things I didn't have to worry about, Jaspie, if you're reading this far down, I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me this past week. You helped me realize that it's not my fault that I'm like this. It was definitely my parents that fucked me up. You had to deal with them for a short while, but you immediately could tell that they weren't good for me. I was a child and got beaten for it. I was a child and got screamed at for it. I was a child and was abused and all this stuff finally came boiling over. I'm sorry that this was something that I had to go through. You were an unstoppable force of love throughout my week there. An indomitable, shining light that phased through space, time and reality just to support and love me unconditionally. I'll love you forever and always.

Chase, thank you for being here for me when I got out. We're going to make luhzaga tonight. You helped me get my computer back to a working order through a friend, and support me when my dad had me visit one day after I was discharged. Your hilarity, actions, and love for me mean more than I can express.

And lastly, Molly, my god dude. You were more supportive than my family too. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for calling me without being asked.

I digress, but TLDR;

GET THERAPY. GO TO THE FUCKING PSYCH WARD IF YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF.

Bitch.

[inkabelledesigns]

So knowing that I'm a huge Bendy fan and love some good angsty fanfic with body horror, it may surprise you to hear that I'm not actually a big horror fan. Yeah, I can't do horror movies, I don't engage in most horror games, this is literally my one thing, save for a little bit of FNAF in regards to Security Breach and Ruin.

If I think back, it's been that way for a while. When I was a kid, we went to Disney's Hollywood studios, and our family of five rode the Tower of Terror together. Now, I love yo-yo styled rides, up and downs are some of my favorites. But I hated this. The story scared me so badly, and on that day there was a thunderstorm in the forecast, it was stupid levels of scary. I refused to ever go on it again until this year. Yeah, when we went on our trip this summer, my brother in law really wanted to go on it, so all seven of us gave it a shot. I was a big wimp the whole time. X'''D I turned away from the screen during the preshow and let one of my sisters hide her face in my shirt while covering her ears. I learned something very valuable! If I can't see the horrors, it's not so scary! Audio alone doesn't get me. But I did need to cover my eyes multiple times to not see the ghosts. My brother in law was really amused when he was holding his wife's hand in a cute couples way on one side, and mine in fear on the other. Laughed the whole time. We had a great time. I also wasn't bad on the Haunted Mansion anymore. Yeah, I was so scared of sitting alone on that, but nope, I rode it twice all by myself, and it was fine, I'd dare to say I liked it.

I think back to my teenage years, and oh boy, my friends sure did like scary stuff. One of them had a birthday on Halloween, so we went on a trip to a haunted house together. I stayed in the back because I didn't like being scared. That was a weird day in general, I remember thinking one of the animatronics in it looked like one of our professors who was kind of a garbage teacher? And I pointed it out to my best friend, and she laughed. Oh, there was the birthday someone made us watch DHMIS. Yeah I cannot look at that, nope, we block out everything related to that, I can't do it. That friend didn't know me as well, so I don't blame her so much, but a heads up that it was scary would have been nice. More than I can say for how I got introduced to FNAF.

Gosh let me tell you THAT story, it's kind of a doozy. I had an ex-friend who was a big Markiplier fan, and one day he and my bestie came over, and he insisted we watch the new Markiplier episode together. He had already seen it and knew what was coming, but I sure didn't. It was the first episode of his Let's Play of Five Nights at Freddy's, the very first game. We were seniors in high school, and I was very sensitive to horror. This friend knew that and showed it to me anyway. After the first Foxy jumpscare, I was done. I couldn't walk in the dark without swearing I saw Freddy out of the corner of my eye for like two months. But the worst part was, this had been looked up on MY YouTube account, and back then, YouTube didn't have the option to say "don't show me this" or "don't recommend me this". So for months I was stuck with recommendations for FNAF, most of which had thumbnails featuring Bonnie's jumpscare. I was dead set against FNAF for YEARS, hated it with a passion because I couldn't reasonably block it out. Which is why I'm grateful for more self curating tools on YouTube and Tumblr nowadays, and why I'm so appreciative when people bother to tag things.

It's because of that bad experience with FNAF that I was very hesitant to get into Bendy. I knew it was horror from the start, and my friends who were into it were also big into FNAF. But with all their icons changed to the Bendy face, I was curious, I needed to know. The art style intrigued me, I liked cartoons a lot, I wanted to know what this was. What really solidified it was hearing Can't Be Erased for the first time over a Discord call and then looking up the music video for myself. That and Build Our Machine had me hooked, so I watched a friend play through the first two chapters, and I found myself on a journey to dig into it myself. Sammy and Alice would proceed to steal my heart, and let me tell you, the anxiety I felt when Chapter 5 first dropped, the wait to see what happened, oh gosh did I need someone to hold my hand. One of my friends stuck with me through a playthrough of the chapter over a call, and bless her, I was such a mess. X'''D I can say that Dark Revival did not have me shaking with anxiety the whole time thankfully. The Bendy books have given me a similar rush though, I was so haunted by DCTL and TLO on a first read through. Like I knew it would end badly, but the how and why of it kept me curious.

The thing is, the only horror I really engage in is a little bit of indie mascot horror, but not all of it. Some of it I don't find particularly engaging. I've got little interest if there isn't much of a story, and I'm rather particular about what kinds of stories and presentation I like. But I like this little slice of horror, it's enough. Like you would think Poppy Playtime would be up my alley, given my love of toys and dolls, but no, it's not. Haunted dolls don't really do it for me I've discovered, maybe I ought to write a story that does. I like My Friendly Neighborhood, which I know, isn't very scary, but it sure did spook me with opening lockers. I think, it's okay if I'm not into most horror things, I have a few small things I like, and that's more than fun enough. I just acknowledge that this probably surprises people given some of what I love. X'''D

[justjessame]

Light Through the Darkness: Chapter 34

Salvatore Gardens~Time Marching Ever Onward

Abigail's screaming ended as quickly as it began. She'd released it, as Lily had advised. The pain and frustration was lessened, not gone, but made manageable. Her control regained, she felt curious, four down and two to go. Would her real mother appear?

As her thoughts coalesced, the voice she heard was a complete surprise.

"Abigail, you smart, brave girl." Giuseppe Salvatore complimented. "Even here, you impress me. I truly wish I'd lived to see you take my surname."

She smiled at the man who'd only recently came to be in her affections. "Mr. Salvatore-"

"Giuseppe, I think you long earned the right to call me by my given name, Abigail." He said, carefully sitting next to her. "I wish we'd had more time to become acquainted on this level."

"As do I," she said, even as she half-blamed him for his current state. "I also wish-"

"That I had given you to the correct son?" He said screwdly. "You'll never forgive me that, Abigail, I fear." His eyes looked tired and sad. "Alive, my only goal was to keep the Salvatore name unblemished and to add to our greatness. Grasping," he chuckled darkly, "you would call it."

"Why couldn't you see him as I did?" Abigail asked, truly curious. "You hated him, and never saw any of his goodness."

Giuseppe considered her question and observation of his relationship with his eldest son. "I feared him," he answered, shocking even himself. "His passion, his urge to make you happy even at such a young age showed a loyalty I wasn't sure I ever possessed. He loved you so completely, so early, that I knew he'd put you first. Not the family honor." He looked at her with guilt. "It took me far too long to realize that you shared his love, loyalty, and devotion. Yours running both to him and our family. If I hadn't been blinded by my fear of him, and his ability to reign in his passion, maybe this all could have been avoided."

Abigail realized that she didn't feel as much pain in this visit. She was angry, certainly. He'd kept them apart. Damon went to war to prove his worth to this man. She didn't want to rage at him, he'd just confessed to the real reasons behind his distrust and anger toward Damon. It proved her right, Damon had been the best of the Salvatore men.

"We would have been happy." She said wistfully. "I've seen it in my dreams. Our family, including you, happy."

His pain was evident. "I know what I've cost you, Abigail. Will you forgive me?" His tone implied what she felt she'd known since he'd appeared. Her forgiveness, his release, all part of her key home. Did she forgive him?

Thinking as her former guardian waited she did what she'd always done while suffering from indecision. She made a mental list. Why he treated Damon so badly made a dark sense, but keeping them apart for family pride? Didn't he know her? Hadn't he watched her grow and learn?

As she struggled, she realized the true question wasn't Giuseppe's problems or their past. It was how badly did she want to go home? And that did it.

"I forgive you." She said, truthfully. "For me, and you." She took his hand. "You and I had made peace before you passed, and I can't forget that." Lily again, providing her with the answers. "I wish we'd had more time. The man I met in the family crypt is someone I would have liked to know better."

She smiled as he squeezed her hand. Leaning forward, giving her the blessing of his kiss on her forehead, she felt as he faded. A single tear ran down her cheek. Quietly forgiving the man who would have been her father had eased her emotional torment. She knew home was closer.

One more, she thought, and the doors of this prison would open. Home, she felt, really was the sweetest word.

Mystic Falls, VA~January 2010

What's worse than finding out your vampire girlfriend escaped entombment and desiccation after working for half a year to release her? Learning that the other entombed vampires had escaped instead and weren't feeling very friendly toward you and your brother.

He felt really great when learning all the additional angst from Stefan and Elena. Baby brother got abducted by tomb vamps, tortured and rescuing him with help from history teacher/vampire hunter, Ric was-fun (insert eyeroll). Now, thanks to a little helpful blood donation to aid his recovery-Stefan was heading toward the inevitable Ripper nightmare.

Then there came the news that Elena Gilbert was ADOPTED! Maury moment. And? Since baby brother was heading toward disaster, the tomb vampires were heading toward destruction and he was over this entire nightmare-he didn't want to contemplate the next evolution of crap that could or would come crushing down.

What next? He nearly screamed at the sky. What could the earth possibly throw at him next?

[petalsmooth]

Oh, stumbled across someone saying the Bridgerton audience isn't ready for a black female lead...in reference to casting Sophie as black potentially. Are you all out of your damn mind?

When told about Rege they said...well look how he was treated. Oh? Last I checked he was the break out star of season one. Named most beautiful in the world and doing just fine in films. The audience wanted him back. Sure, they are racists in every fandom and no doubt he got his fair share since it's a global show it'll seem extensive but vast majority loved him. And people don't hate season two because of Simone not being white. They hated the damn triangle with sisters and the fact the characters don't get together until the closing minutes.

They also referenced Queen Charlotte...dudes, that show was a spinoff and for only 6 eps with mostly new actors THE AUDIENCE didn't know it did pretty well. Yes, there is a vocal group out there that has been screaming about the character not being historically accurate as black but they've been doing that on the parent show and didn't make it less successful.

Lastly, don't even try with Marina. Yes, there are racists and she got some of that but mostly it was a terrible character presentation and people can hate someone as a character for reasons other than race. Marina has the same issue Portia does. Do bad things, take no ownership of them and expect your circumstances to be enough to earn you affection. Does that mean I think the actors are untalented? Nope. It DOES mean I'm not sitting here feeling sympathy for Portia when she tells her daughter she's foolish to hope for anything but being her attendant in old age. And it means despite understanding the difficulty of being unmarried and pregnant in regency England, I am not going to like a girl who belittled the only person who treated her well from the start (Penelope) and tried to manipulate a nice guy into marriage because young and naive. Nor appreciate when treats him like dirt when her lies are exposed. Nor treats the passions of the current man she married with ridicule after he steps up to marry her.

Marina is not a good person. Sorry if you all want to hear otherwise, but she isn't. More to the point the man she idolizes as worthy of her respect is someone who had sex with her, left her alone to go off to war unmarried and didn't bother letting his brother know hey...could you keep an eye on this girl who may carry my children while I go off and fight and likely die? Even Anthony made provisions for Siena when he was about to duel and she was his mistress. The men she treats badly? The one who said he'd have married her if she'd simply been honest about her circumstances. The other one he does what his brother should have done, marries her.

So nah...I think the audience would be perfectly fine if Sophie was black just as they are fine with Victor's casting as John. The issue is more a) actors have chemistry b) Good storyline. That's it. I'm pretty sure everyone already knows the character won't be white as well. The real argument is over whether Benedict or Eloise should be next.

I dunno but I will say this. I think they could have done both. I'm not saying they will but I've thought of it and the easist solution imo would be a strong subplot with the intended for one, while doing the main plot for the other. For instance...Eloise writes to Philip for awhile in the books before they meet. And Benedict meets Sophie at a ball then she disappears a long time and is around as a servant. I figure you could set either Sophie or Philip up as a recurring character as a subplot allowing the audience to invest in them prior to their season while making either Eloise or Benedict the main for season 4. That way you appease both groups and neither character is just spinning their wheels another season because you are advancing both their plot.