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Report of CLAMP's Twitter Space - April 1st, 2024 (part concerning Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card)

As it was quite predictable, CLAMP sensei opened a Twitter Space on April 1st to celebrate this important and special day, which they consider their "birthday" as a creative group. ✨

It is also the birthday of quite a number of characters in their works, but it's hilarious they mentioned later in this Space how April 1st is actually only CCS!Sakura's and TRC!Sakura's birthday, as all the other characters have "ambiguous" situations going on. 😂 I'll delve into this part later.

You will find the full report under the cut, since the post became considerably long once again - it was inevitable since they kept bringing Sakura things up and the Space was almost 50 minutes long! 😅I also wanted to feature as many info as possible, and where I could, I wanted to translate their conversations directly rather than making a summary of it.

CLAMP celebrated April 1st going to a beloved cafè in Kyoto (they later revealed in their IG stories it's called Mont and there's always a cute dog there), spending some nice relaxing time drinking something all four together. That's when they got the idea to open a Space to celebrate with their fans too. CLAMP reiterated several times during the Space how grateful they are for being able to do a creative job like this, even after 35 years. A job none of them really imagined when they were little, as "to become a mangaka" wasn't a specific dream any of them really had.

And then, Ohkawa introduced the part of the Space where they talked about CCS Clear Card, starting by the mention of the release of volume 16 (which happened precisely on April 1st)!

Ohkawa: A serialization that lasted 7 years and a half, isn't it? Mokona: So long, right? Ohkawa: Yeah, quite long! Satsuki: Elementary schoolers have already graduated by now. Ohkawa: Yeah, the readers who were in the first year when the serialization started have graduated elementary school long ago. We had decided that Sakura would start middle school when Clear Card Arc began, and readers of her same age reached adulthood by now. Satsuki & Mokona: Ah, it's true! Ohkawa: They've stayed with us for long time, right? And now the final volume is out. *they all applaude* Mokona: It's quite a happy end, isn't it? Ohkawa: Uh? Mokona: a happy, happy, happy end. 🥰 Ohkawa: 😨...you mean, an APPEALING end, right? (Nekoi echoing her: right?) (note: happy and appealing start with the same pronounce in Japanese) Nekoi: 😅(to Mokona) What are you talking about? Ohkawa: What do you mean, Mokona? 🙃 *Mokona laughs nervously* Nekoi: Is that your headcanon or something? Ohkawa: Is this okay to say? Nekoi: Or rather, is this your conspiracy? 😂

Of course they all joked like this because they wanted to avoid spoiling how the story ended 😂 Ohkawa thanked all the readers for sticking with this story for such a long time. Long time after Sakura Card Arc, when the right opportunity came, they were able to draw this "Clear Card Arc". In that regard, Ohkawa mused that she can't even recall why the previous arc is called "Sakura Card Arc", despite no one actually calls those cards as "Sakura Cards" in the story itself (she said the characters do call them "Sakura's Cards", but not "Sakura Cards"), and Mokona seemed to agree with her, but here sensei was simply forgetting that it was Tomoyo herself the one who named them that way in volume 7 😅(in the beginning she wanted to call them "Sakura-chan Cards", then she settled for "Sakura Cards"....unforgettable Sakura's comment: "It sounds like the name of a credit card..." 😂) It was long ago, we can forgive them. 😉And they made sure to repeat the same thing with Clear Card Arc, since in this story NO ONE ever calls those as "Clear Cards" but actually just "transparent cards" or "new cards". 😂

Ohkawa added that middle schooler Sakura grew up a bit more in the last part of the story, and people who have already read the last chapter can understand what she means by that. She also said that she'd like to leave a more in-depth talk for another time, when they get the right opportunity, but the biggest reason why they decided to open this Space was to talk about unknown "behind the scenes" trivia that the fans could ask about using the hashtag of "CLAMP day" and those of the campaigns organized by Kodansha (in particular, the one to win the big A4 size clear bookmark). She also said that she wanted to give this opportunity to Satsuki and Nekoi to say something about Clear Card since the last time they all talked together, they didn't get the chance. Ohkawa also brought up the last CLAMP Kanbukai podcast, where she talked about the trivia of Fujitaka's iron kettle and that shocked both her colleagues, cause they didn't know about that detail! 😆

Ohkawa: The story I'm about to tell you is something me and Mokona know very well, since there's a precise reason behind this trivia. In Clear Card Arc there's a "key character" called Akiho. Akiho's last name is "Shinomoto" and that was decided ever since the very beginning, but her first name was originally Sairi! Her full name was Sairi Shinomoto. Mokona: It gives off a different vibe, right? Ohkawa: Indeed. I had already decided the kanji for it and all, but at some point, before we even started to draw chapter 1, whenever I talked to Mokona...(to Mokona) please explain what happened. Mokona: Whenever I tried to write the hiragana for あいお (aio) in our conversations on Line, the autocorrect on my phone would change it to 秋穂 (Akiho). (Note: another reading of the kanji in Akiho's name is indeed Ai'o) Whenever I tried to write those hiragana characters, the autocorrect would change it to akiho once the message got sent, and I was like "what's that akiho?? I didn't want to write that". I couldn't understand, because it's not like I had ever used that word with other people (note: she means the autocorrect didn't learn it from other conversations). Ohkawa: The first 2-3 times it happened I was just perplexed, but then as this "akiho, akiho, akiho" kept happening every time, I just asked her "Mokona, are you doing this on purpose??" and she was like "no, not at all!" 😂 She told me "Look what (the phone) converts this into!", but when we tried to do the same on our phones, it didn't come out to any of us! Mokona: But I did show it to you, right? That it came out like that to me. Ohkawa: Yeah, you did! I found it strange cause she said she doesn't even have any friend who's called Akiho-chan, she even tried to recall if there was a character of any series that's called like that... Mokona: Right, but I didn't know any! 😅 Ohkawa: So we started to think about it...Akiho seemed like a really cute name, it combines the characters of "autumn" (秋) with the ear of rice (穂), we pondered about it for 0.02 seconds and then I said "Let's use 'Akiho' for her name". And that's how she became Akiho Shinomoto. Satsuki: You thought that the ear of rice was a nice "opposite pole" to Sakura's spring. Nekoi: What were Sairi-chan's kanji? Ohkawa: Well, it doesn't really matter now but initially, I had designed for her name to bear a kanji only for the "ri" part, and leave the "Sai" part in hiragana. In CCSakura all the characters have their name either in hiragana or kanji, and there isn't any character who's got a name that mixes both. So I thought to do that for her. Ohkawa: Speaking of Sairi-chan, it's a good moment to mention that there's this morning drama show on NHK starting right today, called "Tiger with Wings" where Sairi Ito is starring. I really love her as an actress and I think Sairi is a really cute name, so I had decided for Akiho's name to originally be Sairi, just like hers. It's not like I created the "Akiho" character in Sairi Ito's image, but I just thought that Sairi was a really good name and there was a time when I thought that it would be better for her to have a name closer to Sakura's one, so I had initially decided for that one. But thanks to Mokona's fated intervention, she became Akiho.

Many fans who were listening started to try to type "aio" on their phones and uploaded the screenshots of how their autocorrect would suggest "Akiho" as a conversion! Ohkawa and Mokona looked at the screenshots and commented that the same result can be obtained both on an iOS phone and on a Mac computer. Mokona felt relieved that it wasn't just happening to her! 😆 Ohkawa: It might be that Mokona-san unilaterally changed her name for us, but...😆 Mokona: it's not like I was scheming for it or anything! 😆 A fan also brought up the fact that in the prefecture of Yamaguchi there's an onsen facility called "Aio Onsen" written with the same kanji of Akiho's name, and CLAMP were quite surprised to find that out.

Ohkawa: If you look at the story you'll know what I'm talking about, but in the finale Akiho reveals her true name as a 'final move', and I did think in the past that the spoiler about her true name would show through the fact that we gave her an autumnal name, but Mokona writing that 'Akiho' all those times was just so guided by fate, to the point it shocked us. And it came from writing something trivial like "Yo!" (note: Mokona wrote "ai" as a colloquial way to say "yo", "hi!") 😆 Mokona: It seems like it's quite an unusual name but don't worry, it's not like I was scheming for it! 😅

Then, Ohkawa asked Nekoi and Satsuki if there was a particular scene or part of the story they liked or if they had a fun episode to tell about...while she was waiting for their answers, she said they received lots of praises for the cover of volume 16, with many comments saying how beautiful it is, and for them it's already enough if people can even just look at the cover on the internet.

Ohkawa: By the way, you said the tone used for Kaito-san after his eyes changed was quite bothersome to you, right? Nekoi: Yeah, because I kept forgetting it! Satsuki: I wonder if people will notice...his eyes are so tiny, right? Ohkawa: Were his eyes huge, before? Satsuki: No, I mean, when turned into a tankobon his eyes look so tiny... Ohkawa: Ah, I see, I see. Nekoi: it's because we're used to see it on a screen. Ohkawa: Lots of stuff happened to Kaito-san in volume 15, and....lots of stuff happened to his eyes too, as a result. Because of that, we added a tone finish to his eyes, and it would make me happy if people noticed it. Mokona: There's quite a non-human feel to his eyes, now. Ohkawa: Indeed, indeed.

Ohkawa then asked Satsuki for her own tidbit about Clear Card, and she mentioned a color spread she really liked was the one of chapter 55, with Sakura and Akiho seemingly springing out of water, each on a side of the spread. Satsuki commented it's "a pose quite common in our artworks". Ohkawa recognized it and said the spread was actually two pieces drawn separately (as it's quite deducible by how the spread is composed). Satsuki added that in general all the art of the last volume is quite cute.

Ohkawa: What about you, Mokona? Mokona: As for me.... As you know, right in the middle of the play written by Naoko-chan, they end up in the world of the book. Well, it's not like they really go to another world. When we reach the part of Syaoran's action, both Sakura's POV and Syaoran's POV progress simultaneously...and I think if this were a video, there would be a way to portray it smoothly, but when we were working on it, Nanase told me "I want you to find a way to portray it that is fitting for a manga". So when I've got down to draw the storyboard, I've arranged the panels in a way that was quite understandable to me, but I started to have doubts whether people would be able to get easily what was going on...💦 I could understand it completely because I knew the story, but what about somebody who was seeing it for the first time...? Would it be okay...? I was quite worried about that. Ohkawa: Ooh, I see. I think somehow they were able to understand it.

After this, Ohkawa mentioned Motoko Kumai (Syaoran's, Sumomo, Nataku's VA)'s quote-retweet of their announcement of the Space, where she wished them a happy CLAMP day and said all of the meetings with those characters are a treasure to her. She added "Thank you for pouring your heart in everything you do". It was very funny to hear Ohkawa say "I wasn't the right person to read this, I get embarrassed with these praises! 😳But no, really, thank you very much." ✨

Ohkawa then said "We've been told by Kodansha that they've never had a single manga that continued for two volumes after the end was announced...well, this is our volume 16 that was extended twice 😁"

Ohkawa: I say this every single time, but in my heart, this was the story where Sakura-chan acted as a proper main character, till the very end. I think this is the story Sakura painted for herself, following her own feelings. Sorry, but this is how I feel. Of course I think it's possible to not see it this way and you're absolutely entitled to it, but we think our Sakura-chan really did her best. Mokona: She truly did. Ohkawa: Also, we got lots of comments saying that Touya used too many cheats 😆But I would like to remind everyone that Touya was a "cheater" since long time ago. Mokona: Despite not appearing often, we stacked on him many strong points. Ohkawa: He was really a cheater all along. (note: of course here with "cheater" they're meaning his abilities that allow him to do unexpected and powerful things in the plot, in order to help Sakura at the most convenient moment) I'm talking about Clow Card Arc right now (note: this is a part concerning Sakura Card Arc, actually), but to have a magical power that allows you to transfer all of it to a magical being created by Clow is already a cheat to begin with. Satsuki: he can also see (non-living beings). Ohkawa: Sakura-chan was refusing to do so, but she's also someone who can see them.

While looking at the hashtags, I can't understand if this was Nekoi's personal comment or the comment of a fan, but she said "It's good that it wasn't Touya the one finding the Cards", mocking the way he would've said the incantation to capture the Cards, and Ohkawa replied "Well, he would probably be 'Cardcaptor Touya' now. But he was an high schooler! Feels a bit off..." and Nekoi along with Satsuki mused even more on the possibility of him having a transformation scene like shoujo heroines or if he would just go capturing cards in his school uniform 😂 Mokona: I don't really think Tomoyo would put that much effort in creating costumes for anyone other than Sakura-chan 😂 Ohkawa: Yeah, Tomoyo wouldn't make a costume for him. Therefore, despite it would be quite troublesome because I don't really think Yukito is particularly skilled in sewing, what I can think of is that he would make for him some kind of awkward outfits that don't even look like cosplay costumes. Satsuki: He'll make them by himself. Ohkawa: Well, it's not like Touya would make them... Nekoi & Mokona: There's no reason for him to do it, after all. Ohkawa: He wouldn't be doing this with a serious spirit. Nekoi: So he wouldn't feel a particular reason to change clothes. Mokona: What if he wants to hide his face? What do you think? Ohkawa: Ah, you mean a mask? Nekoi: Well, it's not like Sakura-chan herself had ever any eyewitnesses, after all... Nekoi: He gives me the vibe of someone who would go and capture cards swiftly like he just dropped an item...and hey ho! It would end immediately like a yonkoma (note: four panel manga)! Mokona: He might just pay attention to not get his school uniform dirty. Ohkawa: Then, if Sakura was in Touya's place, she would just go like "Oh, I think I've heard a noise" Satsuki: "There's some rustling" Ohkawa: But I don't think Touya would try so desperately to hide it from her, like she did with him! 😁

Then, Ohkawa tried to bring the topic back to the theme of the day, Clear Card and the release of volume 16.

Ohkawa: it was the first time we happened to draw again for one of our series after almost 20 years. Of course there's been a change in the design, it was impossible for us to keep it the same. I'd be happy if you could enjoy nonetheless. Moreover, at the end of the story, the front and the back of all the Cards changed. We were able to show the back of the Cards when the special chapter was published on Nakayoshi, after the story was over, but as for the front of the Cards themselves, we have just shown a peek. Mokona: Right, and just a few of them. Ohkawa: Truth to be told, we have modified all of the Cards in their manga version. (to Mokona) It was hard, right? Mokona: Yes. Ohkawa: Mokona has rewritten all of their names, too. Because the design is different. Mokona: Yeah. I had colored them too. I thought I would die. Ohkawa: Nekoi and Satsuki worked really hard on them too. Despite that, the truth is we have no opportunity to show the new designs of all the Cards in their manga version! Mokona: It would be good if we could show somewhere the colored version of even just one Card... Nekoi: Since we worked so hard...

Many people in the "CLAMP Day" hashtag suggested for them to show them at the CLAMP exhibition of this summer. Then, back on the topic of volume 16:

Ohkawa: I know there might be people who won't think in that way about volume 16, and everything we're talking about might be a spoiler for others, but I personally think that both Sakura-chan and Syaoran-kun matured little by little during this last volume, and I'd be happy for you to see it. Eriol ended up being that kind of character, as usual... (note: she impersonated him saying something, but unfortunately I can't really understand that line) Mokona: Beside him, the "camera" of the story focused properly on all the other characters, including the Kinomoto family. Ohkawa: This is something I wanted to do since long time ago, but...Fujitaka himself didn't have any powers, and although he didn't understand very well what was going on, he trusted Sakura-chan and in the end told her something like "I knew you were going out of the house at night!" 😁 I'm really glad we could draw that scene for him. I've always wanted to portray at least once what the characters of the "parents generation" did inside the story, it's not like Fujitaka-san was spacing out in a corner oblivious to everything...and I'm glad I could portray that in the story. Satsuki: He's collected lots of suspicious books too, right? Ohkawa: Yes. There's something I asked my three colleagues to depict long time ago, and it's connected to what happens in the end. Akiho-chan in the end says something like "I want to aim for a job like this in the future!", but not only that, she also looks for rare books while travelling to many countries around the world. The first time I wanted to portray what kind of rare books she would be collecting was in a scene of long time ago, when the girls visit Fujitaka's library. I asked to please put an homage to Cthulhu over there. Mokona: It's true! Please look for it! If I remember correctly, they were some kind of grimoires that appear in the Cthulhu mythos. We have included them clearly so please everyone, have fun looking for them! Ohkawa: We have intended all of those as homages, so I'd be happy if you could look at them. (note: the chapter they're talking about is the 26th one)

Mokona: It looks like something terrible is going to come out at any moment from a corner of Dad's library....💦 Ohkawa: Yeah. But Fujitaka is like "any kind of book is welcome here!", even with books like those ones. Ohkawa: And then, there's the matter of the chocomint. There have been questions like "why do you keep bringing chocomint up?" before. Among CLAMP, the ones liking chocomint are Nekoi and Satsuki. Mokona, what about you? Mokona: I've recently started to be able to eat the chocomint ice cream from Häagen-Dazs. Ohkawa: You didn't really like it before, right? Mokona: Yes. People from the "chocomint side" will probably think it's pretty mild tasting, but...😅 Ohkawa: As for me, I can't really eat it. 😅But I feel like when a person you love eats it so eagerly, you can't help but wanting to try it too. That's the reason why we employed chocomint in the story. Maybe people who like chocomint will disagree with me, but to me it's quite a divisive kind of food, you either love it or hate it. Mokona: Its color is so overwhelmingly cute too. I always end up wishing to eat it. Ohkawa: Are you like "ugh! This was a mistake" or "well this is quite good" when you actually try it? Mokona: If I do my best, I can eat it till the end. Ohkawa: Well, we have Lilie, an older character appearing in the story, whose person she fell in love with started to like chocomint precisely because she likes it too. That's something that can happen too, right? Mokona: Indeed. For Syaoran it was the same. Ohkawa: Uhm, right, didn't Syaoran dislike it? Nekoi: Yes, but when he tried it he actually started to like it. Mokona: He could eat it because it was something Sakura made for him! Ohkawa: Isn't that amazing? Mokona: It is 🥰

After this, CLAMP started to read some messages from the fans, and also mentioned that the word "Sakura-chan" ended up trending on Twitter. Ohkawa: We have realized it today for the first time, but among our characters, Sakura-chan is the only one whose birthday is TRULY on April 1st! Satsuki: The double Sakura-chan, right? Ohkawa: Right. First of all, I'm not sure we can consider as a 'birth day' what happened to the existence of xxxHolic's Watanuki. Then we have the birthday of Tsubasa's Syaoran, which was decided deliberately by princess Sakura, so even in his case it's ambiguous. Another one is Seishirou from Tokyo Babylon, and in his case the birthday is a lie. So that leaves us basically with just Cardcaptor Sakura's Sakura and Tsubasa's Sakura as the only characters who are truly born on April 1st? Mokona: In the case of Sakura from Tsubasa, I wonder if we should consider her calendar the same as ours. Ohkawa: Ah, right!! Because she lives in another country, right? Mokona: And another world too.

After reading some more messages, Ohkawa said that she's very happy even just with fans of the old Clow Card and Sakura Card Arc loving the new arc too, but what makes her the happiest is to know there are people who have discovered the CCSakura series thanks to Clear Card Arc, and will keep treasuring it from now on. They also mused over the fact that they've been in activity as authors for more than half their lives and the time they've spent working together is far longer than the time they've lived at their parent's home. All four of them are extremely grateful for being able to do this artistic job as a creative group for such a long time.

Taking the opportunity of a fan mentioning the CLAMP Exhibition in July, Ohkawa gave a warm suggestion to try to visit the exhibition if possible, because judging by the current condition of their original artworks and the difficulties they're having moving them around, they don't think there is going to be another opportunity to do this again in the future. 💦

Then, a fan sent them a particular question: "Do you have plans for another arc of Sakura and Syaoran from CCS? Maybe about their wedding?" Ohkawa: Hum, in my idea it'd be best for everyone to imagine Sakura and Syaoran's wedding in their own hearts, but if there's the possibility of a continuation after the events of the last volume, we will certainly let you know.

The person asked about an xxxHolic continuation too, which of course Ohkawa re-confirmed (they're currently preparing everything to resume the serialization) and asked us to wait just a bit more for the announcement from the editorial team of Young Magazine!

After some more messages from the fans, CLAMP gave their final greetings on such an important day!

Nekoi: We only have you to thank for reaching this anniversary on this day. Thank you very much. (they all clap their hands) There will be lots of things to enjoy ahead, and I invite all of you to gaze at the pink color of Tokyo Tower. Ohkawa: It seems we'll be able to watch it from Youtube too, so please don't miss the chance. Satsuki: I want to thank everyone for your support. Just as Nekoi mentioned, we have plans for more things ahead, there's the return of xxxHolic too, and...I wonder if there'll be a new work too? Ohkawa: (laughs) Well, more than anything, there's the Clear Card anime adaptation too. I think it will take some more time but surely, without fail, the announcement from Kodansha will come, so please stay tuned. Mokona: This one volume marks the end of Sakura's story. (note: the term Mokona uses, 区切り, seems to not be a "definitive end", but rather seems to be indicating more a point of "break", a "delimitation", a "place to stop"; there's still a marked sense of "end" - whether it's just to an arc or the entire story is not clear, so I chose that translation but I wanted to point out the other nuances in the term). I am extremely grateful to everyone who watched over Sakura-chan's growth and even those who grew up along with her! We look forward to your continued support. Also, I would like to add something that is probably a bit off topic, but there are also some anime projects we have created character designs for. Ohkawa: Oh, right, of course!! That's very important. Mokona, I knew I could count on you, thanks for reminding me. Netflix announced the "The Grimm Variations" series, then Code Geass, which we've been making character designs for long time, will have a new series: "Rozé of the Recapture". Moreover, the new season of the Vanguard D anime series was announced too. Please watch those too. 🙏 And then, as a leader, this is my turn for the final greetings. I truly feel like you've been watching over us in many, many ways for the past 35 years. Whether you've liked us before and now you're taking your distance from us, or on the contrary you weren't interested in us before but now you're following us, please know all of you are still very precious to me. If you stopped reading our works, it's all right. I hope we can be reunited with you again one day through another work that you'd feel like you want to read. For the moment, I would like to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart for all of your efforts, your strength and lots of energy that allowed us to carry Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card Arc to the final act. I'm sure Tokyo Tower will shine with a bright pink color tonight! Please make sure to listen to our podcasts, and to other Spaces we'll open when we can. Thank you very much! ✨🙏

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somepsychopomp · 2 years ago

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lol i was trapped on a commute that was like 2 hours longer than expected today and drafted up the start to an ATLA fic I've been wanting to write. There's definitely bits I want to expand on but I'm posting it now just to share for fun

the actual fic will be a very zuko-centric AU, but somehow I ended up writing a hearty prelude (featuring Ursa's POV as she has her first child)

Ig the only warning is that this does feature some old timey women-not-having-it-good themes. Like there's discussions of child bearing and bodily autonomy but it's not too heavy imo. But i absolutely loved writing from Ursa's POV and hope to do more with this AU soon

(also- if u have any idea what's up with baby zuko, i wanna hear what your guess is!)

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The sages and midwives cleansed the babe and swaddled him, as well as dabbed Ursa’s own tear-streaked face with a cool cloth, before finally permitting her to hold her own child.

Ozai already had a name picked out for him.

“Hello, Zuko.” Ursa said. After the day she had, her voice was little more than a hoarse rasp.

Her son opened his eyes and cried.

Ursa’s stomach plummeted.

Her child was wrong.

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Word count: ~2,900

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Lady Ursa came into her new family with much fanfare, as was expected of a royal wedding. Her new husband insisted upon her superb beauty to all that would hear and lavished her with gifts of fine silk and golden adornments. Spoils of war, as well. Their marriage bed was crafted from highly polished dark wood, inlaid with pearls from the South Pole and abalone imported from the coasts of the Earth Kingdom.

But what her nation did not know as well as she did, was that her husband was not a patient man. Not at all.

Ozai was a man of great elegance, yes. He moved as though no man could best him, as though he were a greater being from another realm. But he possessed a terribly watchful eye. And what he wanted more than Ursa’s beauty or her love was her body. He wanted an heir.

First, he wasted no time consummating their marriage. The man seemed determined to appease his father by getting Ursa pregnant before she could fully remove her wedding gown.

The heat that came off his skin as he held her close was enough to suffocate her.

Ursa did her damndest to satisfy him. She let herself be followed every moment of every day by a legion of medical experts, sages, and attendants who instructed her how to best have her first child. They dictated when she woke up, the temperature of her baths, her food, her dress, her exposure to sunlight, the bitter teas meant to influence her body’s moods, and when she went to bed every night.

They were at their most insistent in the early months of her marriage. She didn’t even have both feet past the threshold of the palace, technically not even a wife yet, before she was whisked away to some private room, told to strip before all their eyes, and examined to a humiliating degree for any bodily deficiencies to be concerned over. They deemed her perfectly healthy and said that with the proper diet and tea, she’d be giving birth by next summer.

But that precious early stage of her marriage, those cool and gentle months between summer and winter, came and went without her menstrual cycle ceasing. Autumn was the most auspicious time for women in the Fire Nation to become with child, as it meant their babies would be born in the hottest months of the year under Agni’s brilliant eye.

But for all his determination, for all the efforts made, winter came in full and Ursa was still bleeding monthly.

That was when she began to pray. She prayed every morning at sunrise and every evening at sunset. In her bedroom, at the royal family’s personal shrine, in the capital’s grandest temple. Sometimes for hours at a time without rest. The sages approved greatly of her devotion. The doctors disapproved, as she could not partake in food or drink while in prayer.

Ursa begged Agni for a baby. She begged for Ozai’s furious advances to cease. Since her wedding night, she had crawled out of bed every morning sore and tender, made even more humiliating when her attendants slathered her most intimate parts with potent oils or creams to soothe the aching and chafe.

Her body was no longer hers, she knew that. But please, was she not devoted to her new husband and her country? Was she not healthy? Why was she being tested so?

Above all else, Ursa asked for something to hope for.

The new year came and went. The nation was alight with all sorts of colors in the sky and endless trails of beautiful lanterns, but it was a cold comfort for Ursa.

Both she and Ozai grew rather distant and demoralized as winter gave way to spring. Or rather, she grew demoralized as her husband grew distant. They sometimes went days without speaking to each other. Yet they retired to the same bed without fail every night. They had no choice.

Her husband began regarding her with this cruel tint to his eyes, as if she were to blame for his lack of progeny. Ursa was afraid of him.

Then, in that delicate time early in the year between late winter and young spring, she found her cycle late. The sages and doctors ran their tests. Ursa felt as if she couldn’t breathe. She almost dared not believe it could be true.

But it was. The palace was jubilant, ecstatic even. Lady Ursa was finally with child.

The sages brought this wonderful news to the Fire Lord, presenting Ursa and Ozai as if they were mere trinkets, more spoils of war. It was a less ideal time of the year to have a baby, yes. This did not go unnoticed by Ozai or his father, the two of them so alike in their dispassionate eyes. But the sages spun a tale of how, as the new year emerges from the ashes of the past, much like the great phoenix, so did Fire Lord Azulon’s great and prosperous bloodline.

His newest grandchild was a symbol of vitality, of hope.

Ursa straightened her back, as did her husband.

And Fire Lord Azulon seemed pleased. He even gazed upon Ursa directly and congratulated her on her first child, implying he’d expect more in the future.

A hand touched her belly and Ursa was surprised to find it wasn’t her own. Ozai caressed her gently, though there was no bump to be had. Not yet. He smiled at her and she could feel the heat from his palm seeping through her clothes and soaking into her skin.

Her child would likely be born in the densest portion of winter, when the days were short and the nights were so very long. They would be a strong child, the sages said, as any creature must be to weather out those dark, bitter months.

There was only one problem. Two, even.

One, Ursa went into labor the night before the winter solstice. For first time mothers, they sometimes went several days before properly giving birth. She almost hoped this would be the case, but Ursa was not so fortunate. Why would she be?

Amongst her tears and fervent screaming, her first child was born after sunset on the shortest day of the entire year. As if Agni himself deigned to fit her with as many ill omens as possible. At least the birth itself was without complications.

Oh, and it was a boy. Not that female heirs were unheard of, nor would it be a travesty for Ozai, who was himself only second in line to inherit the throne. But who would want to disrupt the current dynasty’s male-dominated line of succession after so long?

Ozai would be quite pleased to know his firstborn was male.

The sages and midwives cleansed the babe and swaddled him, as well as dabbed Ursa’s own tear-streaked face with a cool cloth, before finally permitting her to hold her own child.

Ozai already had a name picked out for him.

“Hello, Zuko.” Ursa said. After the day she had, her voice was little more than a hoarse rasp.

Her son opened his eyes and cried.

Ursa’s stomach plummeted.

Her child was wrong.

His skin was fair and pale, his downy baby hair dark and plentiful, his body healthy.

But his eyes…

They reminded Ursa of the beautiful gemstone pendant her mother once wore, a family heirloom from before the war. It was a precious stone more commonly found in the Earth Kingdom than the Fire Nation, a glowing and iridescent opal.

Her child had opal eyes. Half his irises were the rich, bright amber yellow of the royal family. It was undeniably the hue of Ozai’s own eyes. But dispersed throughout the baby’s irises were shards of bright, cerulean blue.

But there was nothing she could do or say. The midwife was letting her husband into the room to view his progeny. Everyone else was leaving to give them a brief moment of privacy, odd after the months of stealing every ounce of autonomy from her. Ursa prayed the baby would seal his eyes and hide his abnormality.

Ozai came upon the side of her bed, footsteps light and a bright smile upon his face. He peeled back a bit of the blanket for a better look.

“Wait-” Ursa said.

Ozai faltered. Not at her request, no. But because he felt the need to recoil from the sight of his child.

“Sages!” he called, not looking at her, “I want the head sage in here immediately!”

Ursa couldn’t say she remembered what happened after that. Only that she was afraid of the venom in Ozai’s voice.

He wanted them to take the baby and ensure that it was indeed his. Ursa didn’t know what kind of rituals they could enact, which spirits they could call upon, to prove that the child was indeed Ozai’s. All Ursa knew was that Zuko could belong to no other man, not that her word held much weight.

Ursa was kept isolated from the rest of the royal family, and her own child, with only a servant and her midwife for company and care. Half of her wanted her baby back. She needed the protection he offered her, where his living body would cease Ozai’s relentless assault upon her own. She could finally cease waking up throbbing every morning, cease the constant monitoring and control over her body, and enter the family as a proper princess.

Half of her was terrified of the baby, of what it could mean for them both if the sages found his lineage inconclusive.

Several days later, her husband entered her quarters with the head sage and the child.

“It is my great honor,” the old man said, “to confirm that this child is indeed the legitimate offspring of Prince Ozai.”

He came to Ursa and allowed her to hold her baby for the first time since his birth. Zuko was no longer crying, instead making these soft sounds from behind closed lips. It seemed to her that he was wanting something. Her touch or milk, perhaps?

When the old man and her attendants all left, when it was just husband, wife, and child in the room, Ozai did not approach her. He just stared at the small mass in her arms swaddled in silk.

“The sages could prove that boy might be mine, but we’ll be lucky if he lives to see his hundredth day.” Ozai said softly. He wrinkled his nose in displeasure, “I am no fool. All the omens indicate he will be weak. Cursed, even. If there is any fire in his blood, I know it will be weak and flickering.”

Perhaps she shouldn’t have, but Ursa couldn’t help but snap. She said, “Zuko is still yours, Ozai. His blood is your blood, and his fire will be your fire.”

He scoffed at her, turned his back, and left Ursa to tend to their child.

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Ursa knew most children weren’t able to bend until they were a few years old, or their bending was so weak that it was imperceivable. Sometimes it took even longer for them to realize their innate gift if both parents were nonbenders. Only rarely would very young children, tiny souls still mastering the art of walking and talking, display visible signs of bending.

Zuko’s family, however, were very much expecting it.

He really only got to be a baby for a few months before the weight of princely expectations were set upon him.

Ursa would watch as Ozai would ignite a fire at the tip of his finger, no bigger than that of a candle flame, and hold it over their child’s soft, clammy palm. Every time, their baby would recoil from the heat and cry. Zuko refused to take the flame. Ozai would sneer or grit his teeth every time, but he continued to try day after day to get his son to take the flame.

In those moments, it was hard to remember that this strange man was the boy’s father.

Ursa’s small solace came in the form of the sages’ wisdom. They spoke of well documented cases where children metamorphosed early in life, their hair or eyes changing in color before taking on their true hue within a year or so. Ursa didn’t need the explanation, she’d seen it herself. Or heard about it from her mother, at least. She herself had been born with eyes nearly brown in color before they lightened into a dull honey hue by her second birthday. But the explanation did give her hope, however small, that her child would grow to more closely resemble Ozai in the coming years. They just needed a little more time.

Which they would get, it seemed. Zuko lived to see his hundredth day, then first birthday. Ozai never said anything, but seemed to accept that Zuko was not only his child, but that he was also going to live.

And something seemed to change in him.

The summer after Zuko’s first birthday, they went to Ember Island together. No attendants, no guards. Just them as a family. Ozai brought Ursa to his family’s estate on the island, took her shopping, and went with her two nights in a row to the theater. The show they were putting on was such a touching drama that Ursa just had to see it twice, her husband obliging with a kind of abnormally fond patience. He even got up to walk around the empty halls with their little boy whenever Zuko grew restless, all so that Ursa wouldn’t have to miss a minute of the climax.

Baby Zuko, meanwhile, loved sitting in the sand beneath the sun. From morning to night, he relished soaking up the sunlight and the breeze coming off of the ocean. This seemed to please his father, who had a greater tolerance for the heat than Ursa ever could. The two of them would sit out in the sun while Ursa needed the shade provided by a lofty umbrella.

While on a pleasant walk along the shore, Zuko kept wandering toward the water with increasing tenacity. Ursa tried to interest him in the beautiful shells that washed upon the shore, but to no avail. Her son wanted to splash in the water that, while only ankle-deep for her and Ozai, was much more formidable for him. Such a brave, little thing. He did not yet know the dangers of the world, but Ursa was a fool for letting her own guard down.

A sudden swell crashed upon the shore and swept Zuko off his feet. In such a moment, his hand was ripped from hers.

Ursa dove for him, but he was already being pulled by the waves and was out of her reach before she could even utter his name.

She gasped, awestruck, as Ozai threw himself into the shallow water without a hint of grace. In hindsight, Zuko hadn’t really been pulled very far. But he was so small, so fragile. He could not swim. Ozai grabbed the boy and waded through the rough waves back to Ursa, using his body to shield their son from the spray.

Ursa took Zuko and patted him on his back. He wasn’t crying or coughing, he didn’t even seem to understand what had happened to him, but she soothed him all the same. That was when she noticed her husband was bleeding.

Ozai touched the scratch on his abdomen lined with tiny pearls of red blood. It must’ve been from a piece of broken shell, something not yet worn down by the relentless sea. He said it was hardly a cause for concern and in just a few minutes, it ceased bleeding.

Zuko gave thanks to his father by immediately trying to return to the water as soon as Ursa set him down. Ozai snatched him up, but didn’t reprimand his child. Perhaps he knew it’d do little good for a boy so small and curious. Zuko’s feet did not touch the sand for the remainder of their walk.

Thankfully, their vacation concluded without much fanfare.

On the boat ride home, as Ursa watched the clouds drift by with her son in her arms, she dared to believe that maybe, all would be well. That Ozai was merely a man under tremendous, inconceivable pressure to act as the ideal prince. After all, he’d been born into royalty and surely had to contend with things Ursa had not yet conceived of. Perhaps the first year of their marriage was only a rough start. That deep down, Ozai did care for her and Zuko not just as political power, but as his family. It’d just taken stepping away from his royal duties and endless obligations for his true nature to show.

Then there came the day when everything changed. When Ursa knew her life was not in her hands, nor in the hands of her husband, and not even in the hands of her Fire Lord. When she knew her life was dictated by the will of the spirits and theirs alone.

And that her son would never be safe in his father’s house.

#atla #zuko #atla ursa #atla ozai #some spirit chicanery afoot

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badxwolf · 6 months ago

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Doctor Who and Fallout (The Show) which i haven’t seen (don’t have Amazon) but it fits and I wanna hear your thoughts (and I love Kyle MacLaughlin and Matt Berry)

Omg yayy! :) Ok ok (this is a long post)

Doctor Who!!

My favourite female character: Ik this is super surprising and will shock absolutely everyone but I actually love Rose Tyler sooo much!!

For real though she is my favourite character of any media ever, to me she is joy and compassion and bravery and all things good. I adore her <3

My favourite male character: The Ninth Doctor! I’ve already said how much he means to me many times but he makes me feel so safe I love him :)

My favourite book/season/etc: Series 1 is my go to comfort series but series 10 is a close second it’s so good and I love Bill Potts!!!

My favourite episode (if it’s a tv show): Rose! It is the one I rewatch the most <3 but other favs are Boom Town, The Long Game, School Reunion, The Beast Below and The Pilot :)

My favourite cast member: Don’t make me choose between Billie Piper and Christopher Eccleston I will explode into one billion pieces

My favourite ship: Doctor x Rose <3<3 (NineRose and ThirteenRose especially!)

A character l'd die defending: 😬 <- me holding myself back from saying words when someone says they think Rose is annoying (happens way too often irl) also I will defend Thirteen til my dying day!

A character I just can't sympathize with: Idk I can’t think of anyone other than the obvious villains so I’ll just say the “eat my salad” guy from The Woman Who Fell To Earth what was his deal

A character I grew to love: River. I don’t know that I love her but I’ve grown to appreciate the tragedy of her arc especially on my latest rewatch and Alex Kingston is so fun in that role

My anti otp: I don’t really have opinions on ships outside of DoctorRose so idk? Fuck Jimmy Stone I guess.

Fallout!! I will be more vague so as not to spoil it for you :)

My favourite female character: Lucy ofc!! She’s such a great protagonist and she reminds me a lot of my Sole Survivor :)

My favourite male character: I’m gonna be honest I was mainly focused on Lucy but I also liked Wilzig!

My favourite episode: Ep 1 (The End) solely for the opening scene. Genuinely incredible television, it completely took my breath away and I knew from the moment I saw it the show would be brilliant!

My favourite cast member: Ella Purnell!! From the interviews I’ve watched with her she’s so sweet and funny and also she is so gorgeous omg

My favourite ship: I don’t really have one? Lucy and Maximus are cute ig. Lucy x Myself tbh <3

A character I’d die defending: I haven’t really seen much discourse so I’ll just say I would die for CX404/Dogmeat

A character I just can’t sympathize with: Aside from obvious baddies I don’t really have one. I don’t like the Brotherhood but I like Maximus so I hope he gets outta there

A character I grew to love: The Ghoul! I was not immediately enamoured by him from the first images we got like so many people were but he is a really great character and I’m probably most excited to see more of his story in season 2! I love that they use him to show us more of the pre-war world.

My anti otp: I know so many people like them together but I really don’t like Lucy x The Ghoul I’m sorry!!! I think Ella and Walton have great chemistry and their dynamic is very compelling but the idea of them being a couple squicks me out after everything he does to her :(

#ty for the ask!!

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blue-jisungs · 2 years ago

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helllooo if ur requests are kinda closed bc of ur main request game thing (idk what u call it 😭) then ignore this!! but if ur requests are open and you’ll need time to get to this bc of ur request game thingy (wow great wording 😋) can u do an enhypen reaction (ot7) to a fem!idol!reader being in a really popular gg? HELP- the ideas rlly basic but so am I so like- 😍👌

you’re an idol ♡

a/n. sorry you had to wait for so long 🧍‍♀️ i hope you enjoy it!! also it’s not a basic idea i really wanted to write something like this hehe

┆彡 HEESEUNG [ 희승 ]

he’s your big fan but the biggest protector

during vlives he makes everything so you do not see hate comments

same with tweets. no idea how he does it but whoever tweets a bad word abt you they have their acc removed in a matter of hours 🧍‍♀️

besides that, hums your group’s songs 24/7

in private tho

bc he knows if one of the guys catch him, he’s being teased forever

also shows off your group merch on vlives!!

pssst, he’s a big fan of the light stick :”)

┆彡 JAKE [ 제이크 ]

engenes on weverse or bubble are low-key tired of him bc he talks about you and your group 24/7

“DID YOU SEE Y/N’S NEW IG POST?! THATS MY GF!!!”

literally has your pc tucked in his wallet and his phone case :”)

once got matching hair with you to support your comeback (spoiler: managers and jungwon were not happy)

sings your songs on lives <3

that’s actually how engenes and your fans started to figure out you’re dating

bc like… he won’t shut up about you. even on vlives or celebrity shows.

but it’s fine, he’s cute while doing that + you two make an adorable couple <3

┆彡 JAY [ 제이 ]

no one in the public knows (at first…)

but privately they are all sick of him 🤕

“[gg name] this, [gg name] that…”

heeseung jokes that he should be in your group since he talks more about than enhypen

also his music taste contains of 99% rock and that 1% of your group’s sweet songs about love╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

once (1) he danced to your song - especially your part - and engenes went WILD

engenes craved more jay covering gg songs

they ask, they shall receive! isn’t that suspicious that it’s only your group’s songs though…?

no one cares (respectfully) as long as grumpy jay is dancing cutely :D

┆彡 JUNGWON [ 정원 ]

he’s so in love, everyone can see that

“did you see y/n’s special stage today?! oh my goodness, she was so cool! and the outfit? and the– i mean… [gg name] did well!”

we all know his eyes were on you and you only

he always records your ending fairies 🥹

that means he has a whole ass folder for them + fan cams, memes and clips :”)

always helps you when you struggle with some parts of your choreos or such!!

and he’s so adorable that you can’t say no to his puppy eyes when he asks you to spoil something about your comebacks

“jungwon, no. i told you too much already!” “but…” “okay… but don’t tell others!”

he has a small key ring with a plushie of your representative animal attached to his keys :”)

┆彡 NISHIMURA RIKI [ にしむらりき ]

he could not care less about his managers scolding you – he covers your group’s songs all the time

and he always nails it… but when he does it with you though, he always goofs around and gives you your time to shine <3

literally knows all the choreos, the boys would be 99% that he knows them better than their own

riki literally threatens you to send selfies of yourself when you have a stage performance

he loves all that cutie accessories they put on you and often ends up stealing eg your hair clips…

btw he saves the selfies too <3 esp when it’s a goofy angle… he can’t help but grin like an idiot at his phone

you made a funny mistake on air? get ready to be teased about it.

kind of off topic but you are literally the industry’s fav couple (yk… you kinda took hyuna and dawn’s spot– okay i’ll go now) bc HOW!! CUTE!! YOU!! TWO!! ARE!! TOGETHER!!

┆彡 SUNGHOON [ 성훈 ]

he’s like “your songs suck” and then proceeds to sing them for the whole day

when he was a mc and your group happened to be performing at music bank he would non-stop stare t you with hearts in his eyes :”)

making lil jokes too (hawaii you?)

during en o’clock he’s known to dance randomly to your songs 😭

but then when you laugh at him bc of that he’s like “well it’s your fault it’s so catchy😕”

he’s so sweet though :( once you had a comeback and due to his busy schedule he couldn’t be with you...

… so he sent you a big (and i mean BIG) bouquet of flowers in colours that matched your cb concept and a cake with a cute drawing!!

also there was a card attached to it. it said “congratulations on your comeback! you did a great job! we loved it!” - enhypen”

but then when you thanked them for it they were like ??? what flowers !!!?

turned out hoon was to shy to admit it was his idea so he just wrote it was them 🥹

┆彡 SUNOO [ 선우 ]

SUCH A SWEETHEART ABOUT IT :((

writes abt u and [gg name] on weverse!! “did you see [gg name]’s new mv? i loved it!”

dancing tiktoks are a must!! especially with you!! engenes love to see him all happy and giggly with you

also does lil dances out of nowhere :”)

buys your albums. literally dates you and yet he’s the biggest fanboy – literally full on collector

he has to have every single one of your pc

(and yes you sneak some stuff for him, and he straight on goes :D)

often recreates your mv/cb makeup and outfits for fun

and you too… and then you have adorable pictures to post and that results in your fans and engenes to lose their mind 🤭

(and because of that people often set up matching pfps of you two <3)

[ masterlist <3 ]

taglist. @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @duolingofanaccount ,, @slytherinhobi ,, @jung0ne ,, @ka-ni-ma ,, @julaute ,, @moonacholy

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idy-ll-ique · 4 years ago

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His Lovely Girl.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Requested: nope

Warnings: insecurity

Summary: Sebastian spoils her all the time. What has she ever done for him? When someone leaves a rude comment under her Instagram post, she can't help but rethink her entire relationship with the handsome actor.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! We're back to Marvel lol, enjoy!

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"I'll see you later, dove, have fun!" Y/N grinned when her boyfriend leaned over, pressing his lips to her forehead. "Bye, Seb, I'll miss you," she whispered and he looked down at her, his heart swelling in his chest, full of appreciation for her. He loved her so much. "I'll miss you too, Y/N, but I'll only be gone for around 6 hours." Y/N pouted and he couldn't help it.

He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. "I know. Go now, I don't want to be the reason you're late." He laughed heartily when she pushed him away with a smile. "Oh, doll, everyone knows about us, they'll know anyway." With that, he waved at her and left the apartment they shared. Y/N had moved in with him 2 years into dating.

Sebastian Stan; let's just say, he was a busy man. Y/N sighed and got up from the bed, feeling hungry. They had started dating 4 years ago, and what years those were; the most blissful ones in both their lives. They loved each other to death, and they knew that. Y/N waddled into the kitchen and looked around the various cabinets, finding a box of Mac and Cheese.

It was a funny story, actually, how they met. Y/N, at the time, was working as a barista at Starbucks. One day, Sebastian had walked into the Starbucks where she worked, and she was the one who took his order. He was extremely polite, funny and a bit awkward and just like that, she fell in love with him all over again. Y/N was a Marvel geek and Sebastian had noticed.

"I really like your hoodie, doll, where'd you get it?" he had asked her after telling her his order. And she had looked down, seeing the custom-made hoodie she wore. It was black in colour, but one of the sleeves was silver and had a red star on the bicep, just like his arm from the movie Captain America: Winter Soldier.

Bucky's trigger words were printed on the front of the hoodie. She had blushed furiously, simultaneously cursing and thanking her fate and coincidence. "I had it custom made," she had told him at the time and he had grinned so wide he thought his mouth would tear open. That was the moment where he, too, realized that he was getting a crush on the pretty barista.

And he hadn't hesitated to ask her for her number. He had taken a tissue paper, scribbled his number down and had written what's yours? ;) underneath. When he went to pay for his coffee, he purposely made sure that he wasn't giving her any change. With his notes, he slid her the tissue and she took it, giving him a confused look.

When she read it, her breath hitched. While pulling out his change, she had discreetly written her number down on the tissue, saved his on her phone and had given the tissue back to him with the coins. Both of them had grinned widely at each other when he left. While walking home, he had taken out the tissue and had seen her number written neatly under his. And his heart raced, Y/N is worth it.

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*@yn_yln posted a photo*

4,583 likes

yn_yln Mac and Cheese, anyone? :D

Y/N smiled and logged out of her Instagram account after posting the photo. She just couldn't resist; she looked good that day, one of those days where she felt confident enough to post a picture. She kept her phone away and sauntered into the sitting room to watch something on the television. An hour passed before she yawned, feeling tired.

2:05 pm, her watch displayed. Well, there's no harm in an afternoon nap, am I right? Sebastian wasn't home anyway, and it's not like she had anything to do. Grabbing her phone off the dining table, she walked into hers and Sebastian's shared bedroom, plopping down on the bed. She decided to check her Instagram before falling asleep and opened the said app.

She went through the page that displayed all the likes and comments, pausing at one comment. Her heart dropped as she clicked on the comment, her entire being filling with an uneasy feeling. You're only dating him for the money, admit it. Until then, she had never even thought… about that. Throwing her phone to the side she sat up, breathing heavily.

Y/N was currently jobless. After they started going out, she continued working at Starbucks until last year; Sebastian had suggested that she leave the job and work somewhere better, earn a higher salary. Y/N had discarded the idea at first, since the job paid enough for her to go about her daily things and where would she even find another job?

Starbucks was okay. But Sebastian wouldn't hear it. So she left the job, now jobless. She had applied to a few places but hadn't received any news as of yet. They're right. I'm living off of him. I don't even have a job. What does it look like? A broke woman dating a rich, handsome guy? Oh my God, am I leeching off his hard work? All those thoughts rushed through her head in a span of a few seconds.

The more she thought about it, the more she teared up. Blinking the tears away, she lay back down and curled up under the comfortable blankets. His blankets. She closed her eyes, trying her hardest to fall asleep but the tears were proving it to be difficult. Fortunately, she drifted off into an uneasy slumber 15 minutes later.

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"Baby, I'm home!"

Silence. Sebastian frowned, carefully walking into the house. "Y/N?" he called out but there was no answer. Keeping the bag he was holding away, he walked further into the apartment, stopping at the doorway of their bedroom. "Aw," he whispered under his breath, smiling, stepping into the bedroom. He gently sat next to his sleeping girlfriend.

His knuckles traced her cheeks but he froze. Why is she so cold? His soft touch was enough to wake her up, because she stirred and blinked up at him. "Seb, hi, welcome back." Her voice was hoarse. "Y/N? Did you fall sick?" he asked worriedly as she sat up, distancing herself from him. "I'm not sick," she muttered but Sebastian wouldn't buy it.

He reached out to cup her cheek, feeling like he had been stabbed multiple times when she leaned away from his touch. "Y/N?" She shook her head and looked out of the window, bringing her knees to her chest. "Just wanna be alone right now." She didn't want to send him away. She wanted to sit in his lap, listen to him rambling about his day…

But she also didn't want to be near him. Do I even deserve him? "What happened?" he insisted, his eyes going wide when she glared at him. "Go. Away." He scrambled off the bed without another word, softly closing the door behind him as he walked into the sitting room, running a hand through his hair. He sat down on the couch and looked around.

What happened in those 6 hours that he was away? Sebastian knew she wasn't on her cycle, it still had another week to come. So it wasn't mood swings. His eyes landed on the empty bowl of Mac and Cheese sitting on the dining table but they skimmed right past it, not knowing that that bowl was the reason for Y/N's sadness. Then he stared at the designer handbag on the opposite couch.

Picking up the bag, he strode back to their room, knocking on the door. Maybe seeing a pretty purse would lighten her mood? "What?" Y/N called out from inside and he opened the door, holding the purse up. "I brought you a gift." Y/N's heart started thudding in her chest and tears glistened in her eyes anew as she stared at the bag with utmost resentment.

"I don't want it."

Sebastian went rigid. She never rejects my gifts. "Y/N—" She started shaking her head. "No. Return it. I'm not taking it. I don't want it," she repeated, her glare now directed at him. "But doll…" he tried, freezing when her jaw clenched. "Get out." Disheartened, he walked out once more, more confused than anything. Now I have to know what happened.

Inside the room, Y/N sobbed silently. The bag was so pretty, her favorite color, the sleek design… she wanted to keep it so bad, but she knew she wasn't worthy of it. Sebastian brought her gifts all the time. Most of them expensive as shit; he had the money to blow off. What had she done for him? Nothing, really. He spoiled her heartily, never once allowing her to do the same.

"You're mine, baby girl, mine to love, mine to cherish, mine to spoil."

She was definitely leeching off him. Outside the room, Sebastian took out his phone and texted Y/F/N, who was Y/N's closest friend. They rarely spoke, but Y/N told Y/F/N everything and he knew she'd have answers.

hey, do you know what's up with y/n

why what happened

she's in a really bad mood

she's angry at me and I brought her a gift but she won't take it

she usually loves them but today…

OH WAIT

I know what happened

she texted me in the afternoon

something about a comment on Instagram or something

ig that's why she's in a bad mood

thanks

I'll check it out

He ended the conversation and opened Instagram, seeing a new post from his dear girlfriend. Sebastian couldn't help but smile as he liked the photo, commenting a heart emoji. There were only around 22 comments on the post, so he decided to go through them. Which comment had triggered her? He found it instantly and his nostrils flared.

Replying to the fairly rude comment, he typed, how about you fuck off and mind your own damn business? If you don't like her, unfollow and leave. There's literally nothing else you need to do. After hitting send, he kept his phone away and, determination shining in his eyes, ran back to the bedroom.

He threw open the door and a sob escaped the lips of the startled woman. He started taking off the annoying clothes he was wearing until he was just in his boxers, sliding into the bed next to her. She attempted to push him away but the strong man didn't budge, holding her on his lap as she thrashed. Soon, she gave up the fight and melted against him, crying her eyes out.

"I'm sorry," she apologized again and again, her breath hitching. "Hush, baby, it's okay, I'm not mad," he whispered, rubbing her back, helping her calm down. She rested her head on his shoulder, her arms tight around him. "Tell me the truth. What happened?" he asked even though he knew the answer. Tiredly, Y/N narrated everything; from the comment to all her insecurities.

Sebastian gently cupped her cheeks, wiping her tears off. "Y/N, you're mine. I love taking care of you, I love spoiling you, and I don't do it because I expect something in return, I do it because I love you. Don't listen to strangers on the internet, what better work do they have? Nothing but lowlifes. You don't have to do anything for me. I don't want you to do anything for me."

"But Seb…"

"No. No, you're my girlfriend and only the best for my girl. I love all the gifts you get me. I cherish them wholeheartedly. Just you being my girl is a gift better than anything else in the world, to be honest. But I'm going to continue looking after you whether you like it or not. You don't even have to go to work, I'm here for you. I love you." Y/N teared up again.

They were happy tears.

"I love you so much," she cried weakly and Sebastian pulled her to him, cradling her head, breathing her in. "I love you too, doll. Now will you take my gift, please?" She nodded against him and he gently lowered her on the bed, going outside to get the bag. Once back in their room he handed the bag to her, smiling at the way her eager hands reached up to accept the gift.

As he watched her admiring the bag, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, till death do them part.

His girl, his lovely girl.

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A/N: Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan characters #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #disney #mcu #marvel #avengers #fanfic #writing #writeblr

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bostoniangirl85 · 4 years ago

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‘Inspector Gadget’ episode review: “Monster Lake”

A little series I’ve decided to start this summer in which I review and analyze the original 80s Inspector Gadget series, because I’m so obsessed with this show and just really love and miss the 80s and 90s.^^

So here we go, starting with Season 1, Episode 1, “Monster Lake”!

@witzelss Thank you for the encouragement in moving forward with this series. This first post is for you. :)

I LOVE the quirky tunes in this show, and not just the opening theme song. The tune that plays in the opening scene is so charming. And I adore Penny’s theme. Gotta love those 80s vibes.^^

Cree Summer will forever be the voice of Penny in my head whenever I write IG fics. She puts so much warmth and charm into Penny’s voice and Penny sounds so cute and natural when she says things like “Gosh...”.

“...the place where they make Scotch tape”. *snorts* Oh lordy Gadget...

I always felt a bit sad for MAD Cat in the show - he gets abused almost as much as poor Brain does, but at least with Brain it’s accidental on Gadget’s part. I’m a big cat lover myself so I like to imagine that MAD Cat one day finds a nice family to spoil him in his old age and becomes a big old softy.^^

Seriously, Gadget, you just let your 10 year-old niece drive?! And Penny, why are you not wearing your seatbelt young lady?

An interesting moment - right before Gadget answers the Gadget phone the dishes expand around both of his ears, without him using a voice command. Which means that Gadget must be able to activate at least some of his Gadgets using his brainwaves. Whether this is intentional or not, it’s a fascinating idea and really shows just how advanced Gadget’s technology is for the 80s.

I wonder if Professor Thumphkin knows Von Slickstein? I think he must if Dr. Claw is so interested in capturing him. And Dr. Claw later goes after Von Slickstein himself, which is really interesting in that M.A.D. seems focused on capturing scientists. I have my own theories about that but will save that for later. ;)

I hope the hotel was in very short walking distance from the lake. And I’m assuming Gadget at least gave Penny a credit card and ID so she could check herself in.

Where the heck does Brain get all of his disguises? And where did Penny get all that equipment to build the computer? So many questions...

So getting wet doesn’t seem to hurt Gadget, and him activating the Gadget coat was actually pretty clever.

Brain must be part Labrador retriever to swim so well.^^ And actually one of my little headcanons is that Brain is half Labrador retriever, half bloodhound.

Gadget picking up all of the litter was cute. I just wish the people who visited the local lake in my area were as considerate.

Only Gadget would be brave enough to rush into the jaws of death, literally. If fools rush in where angels fear to tread, then Gadget leaves both fools and angels in the dust. But that’s what makes him so endearing.

Seriously though, just how far can his limbs and neck extend?

The animation in the first season, especially the early episodes, is so pretty. In many ways it reminds me of the early Studio Ghibli films by Hayao Miyazaki.

Gadget smiling and preening when Penny praises him is adorable. And I don’t think Penny is just feeding his ego here when she says she’s proud of her uncle. I really do believe Penny *is* proud of her uncle because Gadget’s just so determined and optimistic despite his shortcomings. That’s the real charm of this show - the bond between Gadget, Penny, and Brain.

Gadget, I thought you said there were no such things as monsters? :)

#inspector gadget 80s #inspector gadget episode: monster lake #inspector gadget headcanon #inspector gadget episode reviews #cree summer

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calypsoff · 4 years ago

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Eighty One.

Life is crazy, I am just sat on a jet going to Bora Bora, a nigga don’t even know of Bora Bora, I was speaking to Cena and he was saying that he is taking his partner away, away from the kids because they can’t get alone time and I just so happened to say that Robyn’ time is up, she can now have sex and he mentioned Bora Bora, I was like what the fuck and who the fuck is that until I researched it, this needs to be a thing now that we have a baby. I am just so blessed, I am beyond grateful for what I have got in life “daydreaming?” looking back over at Robyn “oh yeah, I was just posting this. Why the fuck are you hiding your face, I look good and you’re there hiding your face. I wanted a selfie not a face hide” rolling my eyes, I am going to post it anyways but I said let’s do a selfie so I can post on my IG, but she is playing stupid. I will get her back for this, I will do the same “I have a naked face Chris, stop it” adding the caption ‘adult holiday’ pressing send on the post “what does that mean naked face? What the hell does that got to with anything” Robyn shrugged “I just feel so white, I usually have a tan. I don’t know, I feel I have changed, my skin has changed. That is all, like I am not sure. I am sorry” locking my phone placing my phone down “don’t apologise, I am your husband, I just want to know if you’re ok that is all. Your face is fine, what is it?” now she got me staring at her face “don’t look at me like that, my face has come out hasn’t it? Please don’t look at me like I am lying” I am so confused “Robyn, I have seen you snoring with your mouth all open, drooling, farting, sick, peeing, I seen your butt hole. What the fuck haven’t I seen? I am the same guy that was creaming your butt, don’t give me that naked face shit” Robyn is trying to surpress her smile “oh my god” she mumbled “sorry, I was harsh, but I don’t like when you are like this with me. I love you I seen you at your worst and you seen me at mine. It’s love with us, it ain’t no I love you at your highest and stop at your lowest moment bullshit ok?” Robyn nodded her head; she is quiet because I am right.

Robyn scoffed “look at that” she held her hand out, reaching over and holding onto her hand “what am I actually looking at?” I laughed to myself, I held her out and didn’t even know what I am supposed to be looking at “my nails poppa, I didn’t manage to do that because I went for the wax, but this was short notice, now my nails aren’t pretty” rolling my eyes, she is a pain in the butt “right, and Robyn, I will get someone to come to the hotel and make them look pretty ok?” moving my hand back “really? For me, thank you poppa. I want to be pretty for you” sitting back in the seat “and you are, stop trying to stop me from touching and looking at the scaring left from having Rylee, it’s really nothing. I am not stupid Robyn, I be peeping that” Robyn put her head down “that is just me, but I will get over it, you know I will. Where are we staying?” Robyn asked “erm” rubbing the top of my head “the over the water bungalow things, four seasons whatever” I shrugged “what!?” she spat “what?” I retorted “that is expensive Chris, how much are you paying for this?” I shrugged it off licking my lips “it’s for you, don’t worry about it. Just know I am doing well with my clothing line and that is how I managed to do it, I just think it is important for us to spend time together because my parents had everything, but they never got the chance to like go away, I mean not baby making but just spend time together” I had to add “oh god, no. I don’t want no baby, well I mean another. I am not ready for that” she waved me off “same, Rylee got me on my toes currently but just want us to have a good time, I want you to be comfortable” nodding my head “I am with you of course” she says that, but she keeps adding these little things that she ain’t/

I felt rather manly to be just here and giving the card to the reception and just pay, instead of being the one cowering behind Robyn “it’s hot as shit here, I got my hoodie on” turning to Robyn laughing “well we did come from VA, take it off” shaking my head “when we get to our room we will” leaning down to Robyn, pressing a kiss to Robyn’ forehead “all that forehead for me” she hit my chest and I snorted laughing “the gentleman here is going to walk to your bungalow sir” turning to the reception “cool, thank you. Can you also get someone to come and do my wife nails. The nail person woman or whatever, if you can get someone to come please” the receptionist smiled “I can arrange that for you, will you be in the room in the afternoon” looking behind me “erm yeah we will be” I am sure of it “then sir we will get that to happen for you, we will charge it to your room and you can pay after” nodding my head as I turned away from the reception “come on then, see. I told you I would make it happen” holding Robyn’ hand “thank you” she rested her head on my arm “this place is so beautiful, I haven’t been here actually, I have seen just pictures” that made me smile, I am so glad I have bought her to a place where she hasn’t been “you better take this hoodie off when we get to the room, change out of this too” look at Robyn just scolding me already “I will, you going to change me” I joked “I will” she probably will actually.

I am shook, like I saw from the pictures that it looked amazing but being here in person “is there anything else I can do for you” the guy asked “no, this is amazing” there is a bathtub just here and you can open the double doors to the beautiful water facing the mount, I wanted it to be facing, I just bought the most expensive bungalow on the list, stepping outside onto the wooden deck, I am taken aback “wow” imagine fucking in the bath and ten we can come outside to the wooden deck and into the pool to fuck, nobody will see or fucking know. This is amazing, I am shocked with what money can buy. I can’t even believe the beauty this holds “this is amazing Chris, I am literally speechless just seeing the beauty” turning to Robyn “did I do good?” taking my hoodie off “warm as shit, we can walk around naked in peace. I am excited” throwing my hoodie at Robyn and she caught it, unbuckling my jeans “Chris, what are you doing?” Robyn said all concerned, taking my sneakers off as I did with the biggest smile on my face “you’re not” stepping out of my jeans and ran off, there is a deck I can just jump off, running down the steps “Chris!” she spat, I ran and just jumped over the side instead “woo!” I spat and jumped into the water.

Robyn threatened me to take off my wet socks and boxers off outside, so I had to obey of course, wrapping the towel around my waist laughing “did you hear me screaming at you?” nodding my head “I did, I was like she is being so damn dramatic, I am only going for a swim. I had to do it, look where we are. Take a picture of me though” holding my phone out to Robyn “mhmmm, am I not invited to the picture. Joking, where you want it” pressing my hair down “you can, I don’t mind it you know” walking back out to the wooden deck “just out here” turning to Robyn, leaning back on the side “don’t you think I look good, it’s amazing how I still got my six pack” squinting my eyes, the sun is in my eyes “nah, this is too sexy Chris. Put some clothes on” I laughed it off with what she said “take the damn picture Robyn, it’s not that big come on” Robyn is not amused “whatever” licking my lips grinning “here” Robyn huffed out passed me the phone “thank you” looking down at the picture “man, I look good as fuck” adding a caption ‘me and you ain’t in the same lane nigga!! Don’t drop the soap #804’ pressing send on the post, my cousin been on my ass on Instagram, and I don’t really care but I know this will upset him even more. I don’t get why his ugly ass even has a damn phone in jail, I want his ass to get caught because all he be doing is stalking me on different accounts, constantly he is making new accounts to get me.

Walking back into the bungalow, Robyn is getting ger nails done so I got bored of course and just sat outside in the sun “what you think?” Robyn lifted her hands up, I mean they are just red, what is she wanting me to say “they are cute” I smiled not knowing what else to say “thank you for this, you are spoiling me” I grinned “it’s ok, I got you” leaning over, pressing a kiss to her lips “why don’t you just your nails done, then again you have perfect nails. They are always perfect” looking down at my hands “you sound like a hater; I do not want my nails done thanks. I prefer not too” walking to the bedroom, I want her to be over with her nails already so we can go and eat. I have something cute for her. The sun will be set by the time she is done, jumping on the bed sighing out. Unlocking my phone, let’s see what page my cousin has made now to harass me on in my messages. He is so predictable with this shit he does, tapping on my messages and there it is a new page. Even sent me a video, how nice of him from his jail cell. Tapping on the video “You a bitch, a snitch and a no good nigga. When I was dealing I did it for my family, including you. I helped you when you had no money, I did it for your mom and dad. I cared, now you think you’re above us Chris. I love my auntie, this is why I would never let anything happen to her, I know where you moved them too, but you have no loyalty too” cutting the video off, I don’t really care anymore. I will send him one back, clearly he likes seeing me. Tapping on record “you are talking shit in jail cuz, let it go. You sound dumb, you’re going to rot there with no life, no wife, and no kid. Must kill you nigga” I sniggered “anyways, I am going to text Drake now and let him know he can drop off my daughter Christmas gifts next week, Happy Christmas” I laughed stopping the recording, I don’t care anymore. I really stopped caring a while ago now, I am above him.

I have been waiting for Robyn to come out of the bedroom, I have to wait for her to get ready clearly “I have a dilemma Chris, so I wanted to wear this dress without a bra. That can’t happen so I am wearing one, with padding of course, no choice in that” looking behind me from the chair “oh wow” seeing Robyn in a silk red dress, low cut dress “I can’t see no bra, I mean yes I get you want to now wear one, but it works for you. You look beautiful, wow” getting up from the chair “thank you” she twirled around “you look fuller, I like it. Booty come out too, man. You deserve your feet to be sucked, maybe your ass will be ate tonight” Robyn placed her arm around my back, licking my lips placing my hand on her booty “you mean that?” she said, nodding my head looking at her red lipstick “is that new? The lipstick” I am sure it is “this is why I married you, you really mean it. About eating my ass?” I winked at her “do I really look good? It’s been a while” I scoffed rolling my eyes “you get on my nerves, you nasty with stank breath. Happy” walking off “rude!” she spat “you know you look good” she just wants more compliments.

The waiter took a picture of Robyn and I with he sunsetting behind us “thank you brother” walking over to him and getting my phone “Chris this is amazing, I can’t even” making my way back to Robyn “let me put your chair in but you like it? I want it to be extra special” she sat down, I can tell with the look on her face she is so amazed, speechless by it all “it is, this is my Christmas. You have made it” walking around the table and sitting down, we are having dinner on the beach front, watching the sun going down “you have made mine, but everything. Like what you have done, you carried my daughter, you have gone through changes that I can’t even go through to make sure our baby good. The least I can do is make sure you’re good, have your nails done, get you relaxed. This is me appreciating you, I love you Robyn. Like shit ain’t to do with sex, it plays a big part, I would be lying if I said it don’t, it do but this is really about me appreciating you and what you do, I think every women deserves it. I got days set for you, we going to have fun. We going to spend time, celebrate you all day every day” Robyn put her head down smiling, she is so happy, I adore her “anyways, we cute yeah” Robyn reached over grabbing my phone “you can see but of the stomach, like it looks a little pouch don’t you think, I mean I have just started eating healthy you know? Can you do it from the breasts up” poking my lips out, I want to just shake her and say stop. There is no pouch or whatever “fine” I don’t want to upset her, she is annoying “I really don’t fuck with insecure women like that Robyn. You’re Rihanna what the hell, you crazy” she got to be on something “just because I am Rihanna doesn’t mean I have to be perfect Chris, I have insecurities. So you don’t fuck with me? My body has changed, yes you make me feel good. I am ok with you, out there no. You look so well, you always did but ever since you became a dad it’s like something clicked and you are just so confident and out here, your posts on Instagram you look sexy Chris” raising an eyebrow “that’s because I have the money and the connects to do things Robyn, I wasn’t out there because I had nothing, I was under you and now I can be me. I can do things and that’s because of you” I am no way better then Robyn anyways.

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marvelmadam08 · 5 years ago

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Baby Blues 6/?

Summary: Alex accidentally shares Ace's first milestone on IG before Chris.

Warnings: Baby shaming (is that a thing?), arguing, rude IG/Twitter comments

A/N: Would you guys like to read any of my original works? My friend has me thinking about posting my chapters on here.

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4 Weeks (and 3 Days)

Although she didn’t want to give into co-sleeping, Alex found that it actually helped her sleep better having Ace closer. The self-soothing was still working for him, but rather than going back and forth during the night to feed, Alex moved his bassinet into her bedroom. Much to Dodger’s dismay.

“It’s temporary bubba.” Alex assured him

Ace gurgled from his place on the play mat, ideally set up for Alex to attempt some writing but once she was him practically hypnotized by the colorful toys hovering over him, she decided to put it aside for the moment.

"Are you having fun Alexander?" Alex cooed and tickled his little belly "You like the pretty colors?"

He kicked in response. Alex pulled out her phone, going to Instagram. She was happy when Chris finally caved and got one, she sent him so many Hamilton, puppy and Disney related videos. Now she would gladly flood his messages with videos of Ace.

“Say hi Ace, say hi to Daddy.” Alex tickled his tummy again

Ace squealed and flashed a smile.

“Was that a smile?” she repeated her actions, and he smiled wider, gums on full display and a happy grunt “You’re smiling! Look at you, your first smile!”

Alex quickly hit the send button before putting her phone aside, then went back to playing and cuddling with Ace.

“Wait until Daddy sees that smile.” She turned him over onto his stomach. He whined, tummy time was his least favorite thing to do "I know, I know but we gotta do it."

Alex moved so she was across from Ace, resting on her stomach too. He bobbed his head up and down until he met Alex's eyes and smiled again. She decided writing could wait until tomorrow.

When Renee got back from the grocery store the two duo were all smiles, Alex half singing a long forgotten nursery rhyme and Ace still enjoying the tune.

"He's smiling?" She rushed over

"Say 'yes I am, and it's not gas this time'." Alex said in a high pitched voice, getting another joyful squeal from her son

"I like smiling babies, come to Nana." She pulled Ace into her arms "Did you tell Chris?"

"Yeah I sent him a video. I don't think he replied yet." Alex looked around for her phone, finding it on the far side of the couch.

She was positive Chris replied over an hour ago, but she just wasn't paying the phone any attention. And surely enough there were missed calls and texts flooding her notifications. The most recent one being from her friends:

He's so cute Al!!

Looks just like Chris, but has your eyes 👀

About time you shared a pic!

You're trending rn

She came across the missed calls and texts from Chris.

Chris: Al call me back

Confused, Alex went through Twitter. She and Chris were in fact trending, the headline reading 'Alex Evans shares smiling video of newborn son on IG!'

"Oh shit." Alex jumped up from her spot on the floor

"Everything alright?"

Alex sped dialed Chris "Kinda sorta."

"Al?" Chris answered on the second ring

"Hey babe."

"Are you aware that you posted a video of our son on Instagram?"

"Now I am, I get that you're mad-"

"Mad, why would I be mad? Just because his first smile was shared with the rest of the world before me." He said almost accusingly

"Chris, it was an accident. I thought I sent the video to you."

"I'm not-" he sighed "I'm not blaming you."

"Kinda feels like your are."

"I just said I wasn't."

"Well your tone says otherwise." Alex snapped. Renee signaled that she was taking Ace into the other room. “Chris, I can’t undo what happened.”

“I know that, but you just opened up a flood gate of self-entitled requests and opinions from people who have no right to our son’s life.”

Alex suppress a scoff but rolled her eyes “Flood gate is a bit of a stretch don’t you think.”

“You haven’t seen the comments have you? And I can feel you rolling your eyes.”

“No, I haven’t read them, because it doesn’t matter what they think, plus I stopped reading them after we got married.”

“Well a few of the following include: ‘He shouldn’t be on the floor like that, he’ll have to were a helmet.’ ‘Wow his wife just had a kid and he’s down in Mexico? What kind of guy does that?’ and my least favorite ‘isn’t he a bit dark? Cevans might wanna get a DNA test done.’ All the other ones I already have blocked.”

“You know that last one is just some asshole troll. And why are you taking it out on me? I already told you it was an accident.”

“I’m not taking it out on you.”

“Yes you are! Otherwise we wouldn’t be having this conversation. You’d just be happy that your son smiled for the first time.” Alex snapped

“I am happy.” Chris half shouts, then he took a deep breath “I gotta go, they need me.”

“Sure fine.” Alex huffed out

Even over two thousand miles away, Chris could sense Alex’s aggravation “Give Ace a kiss for me.”

“Always.”

Both waited for the other one to speak up, but they were too stubborn for their own good. Alex could hear Chris being beckoned to join the rest of the cast before it got too late.

“I gotta go.” he repeats

“I know.” Alex opened her mouth to speak again when she heard the beep “I love you.”

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Chris stared at his phone, stupidly ending the call before he could say anything else.

He believed Alex when she said it was an accident, a few birthday and party surprises had been spoiled from her hitting the wrong speed dial button or accidentally using ‘reply all’ in an email. But having to catch his son’s first milestone after two million strangers bothered him. The thought of being away for any other big moments, only seeing them through screens, pissed him off even more.

His anger got the better of him this time, he knew it.

He wanted to call back, text, hell he’d hire a sky writer to make sure Alex got the message.

“I love you.”

#Chris Evans #chris evans x black ofc #babyblues #Defending Jacob #new mom #first smile #black reader #Sebastian Stan #angst #marvel #fanfic #baby boy #Steve Rogers #jake jensen #Dodger Evans #a starting point #captain america #the falcon and the winter soldier

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twdmusicboxmystery · 5 years ago

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Codas, Spoilers, and Music Videos

Okay, so once again I have a ton of little things to post that have come to my attention this past week. Just lots of bits and pieces that are quietly being posted. I’ll try to mention all of them over the next few days.

Here are the first few.

After-Credits-Codas

First, well, this isn’t something that was posted. Just something my peeps and I have been discussing. Even non-TD reviewers of episode 10x16 are really confused. GN’s comment about the last five minutes being jaw-dropping is really confusing everyone. If you’ve read spoilers, you know there’s nothing jaw-dropping in this episode. So I’ve seen reviewers trying to justify it. Like, “well, maybe if you haven’t read the comic books then…it might be…kind…”

No, just no. Based on what they’ve seen, there’s just nothing to justify the “jaw-dropping” comment.

And that’s frustrating for us (because no Beth) but it’s also frustrating and confusing for non-TDers in the fandom who just can’t figure out what he was talking about.

So that made me start wonder if maybe, just maybe, there might be something extra that the screeners didn’t see. You know, a coda, after the credits, kind of like Morgan showing up in 5x01.

And remember, the gray ninja who’s with Maggie has a mask REALLY similar to the one we saw Morgan wearing. And Morgan’s mask is something I really think we ought to talk about more. He wore it for all of 2 seconds in an after-the-credits coda in 5x01. And he never wore it again. Like, NEVER. We never saw, it, got any explanation for why he was wearing it in 100-degree Georgia heat in the first place. Nothing. And why have him wear the mask at all if he was just going to remove it first thing and show us his face? There really wasn’t any functional reason for it.

So I feel like it had to have been some kind of hint or foreshadow or something.

My point is, I guess the last hope we’re holding onto for seeing Beth in 10x16 is the idea that maybe there’s something the screeners didn’t see.

And really guys, it’s kind of a long shot. Chances are this is just another example of tptb over-hyping the show. If that’s the case, as I’ve said before, I’ll be disappointed in Nicotero. Because others, like Gimple, have overhyped the show before, but it doesn’t seem like Nictoero usually does. But, there’s a first time for everything. So please understand this is just kind of a hope on our part, and nothing with any concrete evidence.

However, to this end, @wdway asked me if the 5x01 coda with Lenny James was leaked beforehand. I honestly couldn’t say. I wasn’t part of the online fandom (following, posting, reading spoilers, etc.) until after Coda happened, so I have no idea if Morgan’s appearance was spoiled or not.

I do remember Lenny James telling a story on TTD about how his coming was kept a secret. He stayed in a basement apartment of some locals (who I think often host actors and guest actors on the show) and they weren’t even told who it was who was coming to stay with them. But they had to sign dictionary-sized non-disclosure agreements. Then, when the woman saw him, she obviously recognized him (being a fan of the show) and went, “Oh. It’s you. That’s why.”

So obviously he was sneaked around and everything was kept very hush-hush. At the very least, I doubt any cameras saw him before the episode aired.

I’ve asked around to others who I know were online back then, and no one really remembers for certain. It was a long time ago. Not to mention, technology and even the way spoilers are handled was very different back then.

But the general consensus seems to be that it was not spoiled. Everyone was super-shocked to see Morgan at the end of that episode because no one had figured out he would show up in it.

So, that’s just to say that it’s possible there might be something more.

But once again, I wouldn’t necessarily count on it. It’s better for all our emotional health to not hope too much for that. But I just wanted to throw it out there and say that, especially where the ninja is concerned, I’ll be keeping an eye out for Morgan/Ninja parallels and what they might be pointing to.

Which segues nicely into my next point.

Spoilers

Everyone remember the spoilers that came out not long after 10x16 was officially cancelled/pushed back? They said the ninja was a new female character named Melody. Now spoilers are saying it’s a man and that we won’t learn his name or see his face in 10x16.

I’m going to assume these second set of spoilers are true, because we’ve heard them from people who have already screened the episode.

But I’m really side-eying those early spoilers. What are the chances that we’re told someone who is a actually a man is a woman, and one who has a music-centric name (Melody). And even more, that they wear a mask similar to one Morgan wore when he first appeared?

I don’t know where those spoilers came from other than really general things (Reddit) but I almost feel like they might have been put out by tptb to mislead us. And, you know, why would they do that?

I don’t have specific theory, but it’s definitely suspicious to me.

Music Video

Okay, last thing I’ll talk about for today. If you haven’t seen the Marilyn Manson music video Norman is in, go watch it. So, remember when I posted his IG story a few weeks ago, saying it was suspicious but he and MM are friends so he might just be promoting his friend? Yeah, I didn’t realize back then that Norman was going to be in the music video. So he was hyping his friend, but it was his project, too.

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The song is called Don’t Chase the Dead. (Which by itself could be a TD theme.) If you look at the lyrics, it has lots of TWD themes in it (tomorrow, ice cream truck, etc.) which may be why Norman agreed to do it. But I’ve gotten half a dozen messages this past week from people saying it’s giving them Beth vibes, and I agree. I just want you to notice a couple of things as you watch.

At the beginning, they cut some kind of canvas out of a frame. So the back drop is art theft. You could see the canvas they steal as sort of a “treasure” or “jewels” theme. And where do they put this treasure that was valuable enough to break in and steal?

In the trunk. At the end, the woman walks around to the back of the car, opens the trunk, takes out the canvas and walks away with it.

And then there’s the much more obvious tie, which is that someone (in this case, Norman’s character) is shot in the head and left in a car.

So yeah. Check that out. It’s definitely making my TD senses tingle.

Lyrics:

Angels in exile Here lies the dead An ice cream truck in your inferno

Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you

If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow No tomorrow

I got my tickets to Hell I know you so well And I know you wanna be there too

If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow No tomorrow

Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you

If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow If tonight lasts forever It won't matter if there's no tomorrow

Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you Don't chase the dead Or they'll end up chasing you

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

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adcres · 5 years ago

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howdy hey , pardnerrrs :> i’m rox ( she / her ) ‘n i’ll be playing yr residential sullen broodin’ boy , nico . i didn’t have the time to write out a whole new intro , given that i have back to back classes again today :-’( , so please forgive me for recycling his old intro akawodkgrsd ; . that being said , i did tweak around some tingz and i updated his wcs for him , so if yr down to clown around just hmu on my discord : 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔫𝔦𝔞#2854 ! okie okie , i’ll shut da eff up now ♡

BASICS.

༉‧₊˚✧ kim taehyung , cis man , he / him / his — did you see that nicholas “nico” yoon was trending last night ? the twenty three year old street artist has been getting a lot of press lately . i think it’s due to them being so + quixotic & + free-spirited , but i always thought they seemed - withdrawn & - sybaritic . their fans always say they remind them of soft smoke rings spun in a dreamy haze , silver-ringed fingers rapping against polished oak , and waning light refracting against broken glass though . i wonder if they’ve found out about REDACTED yet … i guess we’ll have to wait and see . [ rox , 22 , pst , she / her , none ]

PINTEREST & PLAYLIST .

01 and 02 .

PERSONALITY .

at first glance , nico reads as this aloof , arrogant type that doesn’t like to associate w the common public . always keeping the majority of people at a comfortable distance , nico moves almost exclusively within his own social network , and doesn’t like to deviate from what he knows best .

not so much pretentious as he is lazy , making an effort to socialize with complete strangers is simply something that nico would never do . hehe ... he’s kind of shy like that .... ♡ though he’d literally never admit it ♡

despite giving the impression that he’s some intimidating and chronically indifferent kind of guy , nico is genuinely a sweet boy — ‏‏‎ one who’s in a constant state of confusion as to why people seem to be so scared of him . it always comes as a shock when close friends of his admit that they thought he absolutely hated their guts when they first met him .

b/c tho he’s p smart , nico is very oblivious at times , and he’s 100% the kind of guy who’ll walk away from a conversation thinking he did a rly rly good job trying to make a friend ... when in reality he prob said four words in the span of thirty minutes smh .

overall , nico’s a private person , especially with what he’s thinking ... and it’s really hard to get a clear read on what’s on his mind . sharing his feelings has never been one of nico’s interests b/c he just genuinely doesn’t think whatever he has to say is rly worth mentioning . so he usually just shuts da fuck up n lets other ppl talk so he can mentally gain the strength to continue socializing .

push nico’s buttons enough tho ‘n you’ll catch this mf speaking in full sentences .

lastly , it should b noted that nico is a romantic through n through ... this mf probably d*ed in the victorian era ‘n got reincarnated b/c he’s got that ‘ lets share furtive glances across the room but never say a thing to each other ‘ thing on lock . mr. darcy headass

and while nico might play the role of long-suffering , ever pining lover to a T , he’s more in love w / the idea of love than he is w / any single person . and he literally cannot hold down a relationship w/o fucking it up for himself in some shape or form .

kind of sarcastic ... v much the teasing type ....

can b very impulsive at times , loves to go on solo adventures at night , prefers his own company tbh ...

overview : melancholic , reticent , noncommittal , humble , mild-mannered , romantic .

a mix of : josh from clueless and j.d. from heathers

more here .

MORE AESTHETICS.

the chill of silver jewelry against flushed skin , forgotten graffiti on porcelain sinks , flickering motel lights , kisses sticky with vodka , eyes ringed with lavender , sleepless nights surrendered to the dull buzz of television , obscure art house films , sun-kissed cheeks , the surprise of summer rain , chest aching with lost loves , scattered baby’s breath and rosemary , and a shared smile between perfect strangers .

CHARACTER DISSERTATION.

nico was born on a brisk wintry morning in the fashion district of los angeles ( january 21st , 1997 ) to a family of six .

as the second youngest child , and the only male son to boot , nico grew up with his only inheritance being a generational kind of hunger , one that demanded for more than what his struggling parents could offer

the arts stole nico at an early age ... ushering him into a world of creation and freedom beyond the four bleak walls he daily occupied . from spending lonely summers tucked away in some forgotten corner in the library to practicing on a borrowed violin from dawn to dusk , nico knew that even with nothing at his disposal , there was always something to be made w/ the tools he’d been given

despite not having the money for private tutors to hone their son’s growing artistic talents , his parents did whatever they could to support his dreams , whether that meant working double shifts back to back or scrounging for loose change underneath the sofa cushions to pay for whatever materials nico needed .

it was in this strange way that nico grew up p spoiled . somehow having nothing while also having absolutely everything at the same time .

very much a family man , the first big purchase nico made once he broke out in hollywood was a house in beverly hills for his parents . now that he’s finally at a place where he can take care of his family , nico makes sure that his parents and sisters want for nothing

while he showers everyone else with generous gifts and obscene amounts of money , nico doesn’t particularly feel comfortable doing the same for himself . he’s a simple man through n through . one who’s content to spend his time walking his dog late at night , listening to a podcast on his airpods , instead of going out to a club w/ other well-known socialites .

a true artist at heart , nico refuses to conform to the current trends of hollywood , instead insisting on wearing thrifted clothes to important galas — ‏‏‎much to the frustration of his PR team and the chagrin of his stylists . but none of the choices nico makes seems to surprise anyone anymore . driving flashy cars and wearing designer clothes has never really been his style , after all . and it’s important to him that he remain authentically himself despite everything .

WANTED CONNECTS.

pr relationship ( open ) : someone that nico is contractually obligated to date ... i could totally see there being drama ‘n tension from having to pretend to actually like each other ... would b better if they rly did not like each other at all ...

fwb ( open ) : buddies who bump uglies sometimes ... they both agreed they’d never catch feelings for each other but we’ll see ...

frenemies ( open ) : someone that grinds nico’s gears but they’re a friend of his friend ... so they’re forced to keep it civil . i can see them exchanging hateful comments in the back of their friend’s car while simultaneously posting pics of each other on ig to keep up the rouse .

unrequited crush ( open ) : likely nico would not realize if yr muse had a crush on them ... but it’d be fun to play it out like a kdrama anyway heh heh

a close friend group ( open / any ) : i thought it’d b so cute if there was like a small group of friends , maybe 3-4 ppl , that do stupid shit like ditch going to celebrity after-parties to break into abandoned buildings , get real high , ask stupid ‘ would u rather ‘ questions , and do sum main character type shit ... yk what im puttin down ... ‘n nico is def the type to open up in the presence of extroverts so i think having a group of wild outsiders of diff bgs would b v inch resting ..

enemies / rivals ( open / any ) : tbh nico prob rubs ppl the wrong way since he has resting bitch face ‘n never wants to talk to anyone .. so im sure there r ppl who just do not like this mf ... and rest assured that the feeling is mutual ...

bad / good influence ( open / any ) : nico’s known to mount his high horse often ... mr morality over here ... so i just know he prob would butt heads w/ the residential troublemaker . tho nico’s artwork can be controversial and out of the box at times , his art style and his personality are at constant odds , and it’d b interesting to have that bad influence / good influence dynamic w/ someone .

family friend ( open ) : someone who grew up w/ nico in dtla ... couldve gone to the same public school as him ... or their families couldve gone to the same church ...

ok my intro post has become a fucking behemoth so im going to stop here ‘n just say i have so many more wcs in mind so if u wanna plot lets just talk hehe :>

#lavish.intro #okie gotta blast i have class in 5 min

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twisted-nox-sidus · 5 years ago

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(I'm bad with clear skies. I want to hide my ugliness from the light. But things lurk in the shadows cast by that light... And I'm a little interested in finding out more about them.) - Strix, narrating.

Based off nighttime and an owl, so she's not necessarily "twisted" from anything/anyone. She's actually designed around an otome MC struggling with the concept of love (because why not).

(Note: This post is super long since I put a lot of depth into this OC. There’s a lot of angst surrounding her than what’s given at face value. I even left out some details that are considered a surprise that reveals more about Strix. Some bits of her profile are rather messy and all over the place. I hope you guys love her as much as I do!)

Name: Strix Noctowl

Real Name: Secret

Nickname(s): Transfer Student, Problem Child, Newbie, etc.

Age: 16

DOB: 3/3 (Pisces)

Gender: Female

Height: 5'4.5" (164 cm)

Likes: Fluffy things, birds (particularly owls), music boxes

Dislikes: Gossip, thunder, her eyes

Hobbies: Reading, singing, piano playing

Race: Human

Affiliation: Night Raven College

Year: First

Relative(s): Unnamed mother (deceased), unnamed father (defected), unnamed grandparents, Sidney (great-grandfather)

Dorm: Unallied

Personality

A down-to-earth but curious young lady who never runs short of her sharp-tongue. She goes by Strix Noctowl in order to separately identify herself as the girl known specifically in Twisted Wonderland. Strix tends to be pessimistic and talk about pop cultural references no one in Twisted Wonderland would understand but nonetheless is determined to return home. She is more of a nocturnal person.

She is known to be “disobedient” and rebellious by the NRC. Many students admire her for her fearless, outspoken character but also keep at a distance to avoid getting roped in potential punishments with her.

Strix is not a virtuous person and can play petty if the situation compels her. She can be violent and won't hesitate to resort to a little punch to get her point across. Questions how most of the cast don't know the meaning "no" on a daily basis.

Underneath her shell, Strix is a touch-starved, naive, and utterly vulnerable girl. The absence of her parents led her to believe she is not loved and relies on her dear grandfather for almost anything she has trouble with. She is also shy about asking to fulfill her selfish desires and sometimes hides it too well that it becomes painfully evident to others.

Strix has a child-like impulse to touch things that pique her curiosity, such as trying to touch Leona's ears or Malleus' horns. The Savanaclaw dormitory is a prime victim of her "harassments".

Strix has a bad habit of falling asleep on a constant basis to the point she can sleep with her eyes open and stay still from what she was doing (ig. holding a stack of papers). This also happens arbitrarily at random places and time, such as sleeping mid-conversation. It's an impressive feat, as remarked by many of the guys. The habit was stemmed from the inner part of Strix that likes to dream (despite being a realist) and being a sound sleeper. She says this is the only time she can truly escape the cruel reality. It's a technique Strix may or may not be proud of.

About

Strix is a rare case at Night Raven College. Initially it appeared she had no powers whatsoever and was not remarkable in magic classes. Pretty disastrous, actually. She received a lot of hostility from the students who believe she doesn't deserve to be a worthy student at the prestigious magic academy, the very field she sucks at. Soon, Strix awakens her powers (explained in Abilities section) and works to control it while attending the college.

Due to Strix's insistence, she identifies herself as an "unallied" student and is taking residence at the run-down dormitory. She had complained a lot about each and every dorm and considers the NRC dorm a better place to reside in. She didn't really mind being the sole student in the rundown dorm since she was accustomed to solitude. She won't spend much time other than sleeping there anyways.

In order to repay Crowley's generosity and protection, she volunteered to work as his aid, such as helping clean up and sorting the books and documents piling up his workload. In addition, Strix works part-time across each of the seven dorms to earn herself money instead of relying on Crowley all the time. This also helps keep her busy and familiarize herself with the dorms and its students (since she has to cooperate with the uncooperative chaotic student body). (FYI, her payment is based on her performance which will be reported by the dorm leaders to determine the wage.)

Abilities

Strix has the ability to summon colorful, quirky, and adorable Dream Eater Spirits (please think of the Kingdom Hearts series because that's exactly what they will look like. I’m not capable of creating them myself so please use them as reference) that obey her heed. She surprisingly has good control of her magic (probably because she’s a dreamer and is adept with her dream magic as a result) and works on honing her abilities so she doesn't subconsciously summon the fun yet pesky creatures and start a zoo attraction. If a colorful creature is running rampant on campus, you know who is responsible for it. A common Dream Eater Spirit she summons is a curious owl dubbed Peepsta Hoo (shown below).

History

Strix was raised by her great grandfather Sidney since she was a child, whom she trusts and loves the most in her family. Sidney is a half-blind antique shop owner; a man who was born on the very day and year Disney was founded (10/16/1923). He practically grew up with Disney and shares his love with his descendants including Strix, who also adores the magic of Disney as a result. He is at least 96 years old, yet still somehow has spunk to him.

Strix's mother died from childbirth. Her father couldn't handle the sight of Strix who was slowly looking more like his dead wife every day and abandoned her to start a new life with another woman, essentially cutting ties with Strix when she was only five years old. In an outburst he said he hated Strix's eyes that were said to be devoid of light and emotion ever since she was an infant before leaving the house with luggage in hand. Strix dislikes her birthday since that marked the day her mother died and never encourages her own birthday parties or gifts.

Strix grew up resenting her eyes that were seen as a curse. Her grandparents even agreed with her former father that her mother gave birth to a "heartless, cursed monster". It was said that for the first five years Strix was born into the world, she barely expressed emotion outside of a blank slate, though Strix herself claims to not remember that. Her grandparents on her mother's side still resented her for her mother's death while the grandparents on her father's side don't want to have anything to do with her. Only Sidney was willing to raise her.

Strix is touch-starved due to the absence of her parents. As a child she had wished for them to pat her head, hug her, and hold their hands; the simple intimate things expected for family to do. She never knew her mother, and her father was aloof towards her and even treated her like the Plague by avoiding contact with her. What she had wished was for their affection, or rather the affection of a mother and/or father (which will be fulfilled by everyone’s bird dad Crowley in the future).

The only one who could meet her demands was Sidney who happily gives her attention and affection. He was the only one she could confide to and seek help.

Strix grew up believing she only needed to depend on the love of her great grandfather. She was extremely timid and nervous as a child who didn't understand how to befriend kids her age and harbored jealousy towards them who lived with happy families. This jealousy is what primarily made her keep a distance from them. As a result, she didn't make any friends, and never had up to when she was warped to Twisted Wonderland.

Strix once had a crush on a boy (dubbed "Caelum" for narrative purposes) who smiled brightly like the sun and filled her with warm giddiness. However, that was when she was six years old and the boy in high school, practically a decade year gap between them. It was more of adoration than romantic attraction, but she never met anyone else who was as nice and warm as him other than Sidney.

Caelum was her neighbor who babysat her whenever Sidney had to run errands. He played with her and spoiled her with her needs; they were like brother and sister. It was until he had graduated and moved away to dorm in a faraway college that they never saw each other again until seven years when a letter of invitation was sent for his wedding.

Strix's emotions conflicted over how she should express her romantic feelings among the platonic ones up to the day of his wedding. She froze up and fled out of fear before she could answer him. The moon was blue yet cold that night, and she discovered something like a mirror in the garden pond. She was suddenly shoved from behind and fell into the mirror. This leads to the current situation and the start of a twisted fairytale where happy endings are not as they seem.

Trivia

- Strix is a name used in various mythologies to refer to creatures who bring forth misfortune. They usually appear in the form of birds, mainly owls. "Strix" is also a genus of owls in the typical owl family (Strigidae).

- Noct in Noctowl means "night". Yes the owl is snuck in there, go figure.

- Strix's birthday falls on "I Want You to Be Happy", also known as Girl's Day.

- Strix once took care of a baby snowy owl as a child but had to say her farewell when it was released into the wild. Ever since, she likes to learn more about the beautiful feathered creatures.

- Strix's preferred type of person is someone who would wholeheartedly accept her touch-starved needs. Of course, she would do the same vice versa.

- Strix's most treasured item is the wristwatch that also plays like a music box. She never goes out without it. She also carries a gold heart lock (the one seen in her default outfit) on her out of impulse and never bothered to understand why. She says she feels safe bringing it with her.

- Strix has 2.0 eyesight. She can pinpoint a person from far away and recognize them.

- If you rub Strix's head in a particular way by running your fingers from behind her ears and massaging her scalp, she'll fall asleep. Apparently it calms her nerves and loosens the tension built up. She melts like goo on the spot and subconsciously clings to the person, purring in contentment like a completely different person (like an affectionate house cat). It's effective for silencing her, having her sleep, or just fluster her altogether. The first in the NRC to discover this embarrassing weak spot was...? That's a story for another time, though.

- Strix learned to play the piano for ten years since she was six years old, the same time when she first met Caelum. Caelum was the one who got her into the piano after expressing his love for the instrument and classical music. Initially Strix played to earn recognition from him, but over time, especially after he left, she grew fond of the piano (also because the sound works similarly to a music box) and honed her expertise in the field. She won piano competitions up to now and has a goal of becoming a pianist in her career. Her piano skills are highly praised by her peers and sought after by Azul, but even then she feels insecure. Ever since the wedding, her hands freeze up and hover over the keys as she automatically recalls the daunting memory of Caelum and her bittersweet emotions. The crowd's peer pressure wasn't helping either. (And yes, she can play the piano while asleep. What a pro.)

- Strix's love for Disney makes her prone to humming and singing to songs including but not limited to Disney as she works (of course when she knows she's alone). Sometimes she can get carried away with her singing and wind up lost in her own world as she does and would take a while to notice another presence in the room. When she gets caught, she dies on the inside and gets extremely embarrassed to the point of acting tough with a tomato red face. Apparently she is terrible at being self-aware of her surroundings when she gets into it. Then again, this is the same girl who falls asleep in the middle of corridors without realizing she was asleep.

- On that note, her singing voice is actually really nice, almost trained like a pro. Azul officially never lets her out of his sights now that she has full potential to be a full-time staff at Mostro Lounge. Her singing and piano skills are much needed at Mostro Lounge, however Strix would only willingly do the latter. She would die before singing in public. That's a big no no.

- Strix is said to have back (and neck) problems. Probably from the arbitrary times she sleeps in uncomfortable positions, or simply the stress from Night Raven College and the students' antics overall. Someone once touched her shoulder and mistook her for a statue. It's surprising how her appearance hides the stress and drowsiness well. She looks nothing like your average sluggish person.

- Strix likes antagonistic characters in storytelling. She tends to like the villains more than the main characters because she admires the good, the bad, and the ugly of their characters unbound by the laws that prevent them from their free spirits. They're flawed, but she finds relief in knowing they are not completely black like many would depict.

- Strix had a fear of brooms as a child after she watched Fantasia. She grew out of it soon, but even to this day she still looks back on the rather horrific scene with a pale face while holding the broom during flight class, much to Ashton’s confusion.

#twisted wonderland #my post #my art #character profile #strix noctowl #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc

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DRUCK reactions - s4 ep2

With special thanks to Michi ( @wodrueckts ) for looking over it to make sure I didn’t say anything glaringly wrong. 💛

CLIP 1: It’s hard out there for a hijabi

Here’s one thing I like about this episode: the shot of the tiara spinning in the air. That said, it’s kind of inexplicable. It’s been like a month since the Abiball, so what’s the tiara doing here? Was Amira holding onto it all this time? Did she have this vision of, like, sorting out her shit as she prepares to move out of her parents’ home, and remembering how her gay friend gave the tiara to her because he hated that his boyfriend was so hot he just naturally won all popularity contests? And she was like, “Imma do a solid for future Amira and get rid of this dollar store tiara right now”?

Anyway.

So far, Amira M.’s season has been the only Sana season not to drop during Ramadan. Seems like the Druck team thought they might not even get to Amira, and then they got renewed at the eleventh hour. So they needed to put that shit out quick because the character was set to leave for Australia and anyway it would’ve been really weird to do an Amira season in uni, and then go back to high school with the next gen. So this season is set in summer, and depending on what Wtfock does with Yasmina, it might be the only Sana season to do so.

I think setting this clip lakeside was pretty clever. Plenty of chances to show people in swimming suits or skimpy clothing, as well as people’s reactions to Amira’s burkini. It very quickly sets the stage for the season, same as the bus montage did for Sana in Skam.

I’m not sure how to feel about Sam thinking cunnilingus is boring. Is she sure she’s having it done right? I thought Abdi had a longer than average tongue.

And thanks to Michi, I discovered that this was a reference to Skam, which I didn’t even know because I still had the gdrive subs for s2, where Chris says getting eaten out in Gran Canaria was fun, as opposed to the new subs, where she says it was boring as shit and she fell asleep.

I can’t remember whether Sana’s prayer app ever went off in front of the girl squad. When Skam España did it, the girls immediately freaked the fuck out at the thought of Amira praying right in the middle of a street party. In this case, Kiki looks at Amira for a second. Amira turns the app off though, so we never find out what the girls would’ve done if Amira were to pray right there. Or if it’s happened before. (I’ve been told by Michi this has happened before but the girls didn’t have a reaction then either.)

“Girls, why does it always have to be about boys with you guys?” GO OFF, AMIRA. I remember when I watched the season live, I became exhausted at all the boy talk, so it’ll be interesting to see if I still get this feeling watching the episodes.

In comparison to Vilde, Kiki is also a good sport about Amira wanting this topic to be over. I mean, she laughs a little (perhaps knowingly?), but Kiki is always up for changing the topic to something else about her… Like her and Carlos’ house hunting!

And also, Druck has sent Mia off to Spain to reassure viewers that this Noora won’t take over the season like other Nooras. (Ahem.)

For lack of something to talk about, Amira brings up boxing. Kiki is immediately interested, since she loves working out. Amira is really not into the idea of her brothers getting to know her friends, so she uses Hanna’s reticence to shoot Kiki down.

Her mood has been spoiled all in all, so she stays back to feel alienated as the girls splash around.

She does look cute as hell in her burkini and sunglasses though.

CLIP 2: Am I a bet? Am I a fucking bet?

I really like the blink and you’ll miss it shot of (I think is) the customized snow globe with the Nadia and Amira pic.

Some other stuff in Amira’s room: A polisci book, a list of lodgings in Sydney open on her browser, and what I’m pretty sure is a save the date card from Nadia and her fiancé. This is a very smart way to set up Amira’s character for people who might not have been paying a lot of attention to her so far. It’s always fun to get a peek at a Skams character’s bedroom for the first time.

Amira’s season came after Imane’s, and one thing I immediately liked more about Druck was that they spent time with the prayer scenes. I remember ONE (1) scene where Imane prayed in Skam France, and we only got to see the tail end of it.

I’m pretty sure the game the Mahmoodis play doesn’t actually exist, which probably has to do with having to pay royalties to show a real game. Interestingly(?), when I searched Dr. Whoo and Chopstick on google, it led me to Doctor Who pages, so I wonder if it’s all an elaborate Doctor Who reference on the part of someone in the Druck team.

In Skam, Sana misses the shot because the balloon squad are talking throughout the whole song, but Amira loses because Mohammed literally leans into her line of sight to make eye contact. In general, Mohammed is a lot more suave and savvier than Yousef ever was.

CLIP 3: This apartment is gonna kill somebody

And on a similar note but related to Amira, she is set up as someone the other girls rely on for advice. Kiki needs her help with the renter, while Sam asks her for romantic advice. I think the reason for this might be that while the girls didn’t exactly rely on Sana for advice in Skam, Sana was the one with the ideas since the start. Amira doesn’t necessarily take charge of situations the way Sana did, but there’s this notion that without Amira, the squad would fall apart.

The Berlin housing market = shantycore goals.

I also like the bit of subtle social commentary in Amira’s speech, about middle aged people helping young adults get started with life, so the latter can support the former when it comes to pensions, etc.

CLIP 4: Huh.

So even though Amira didn’t want the girls at the gym earlier, they are here now.

The day before, Amira posted a story on ig reminding the girls about the boxing class, with no indication that she ever tried to get them not to come.

Hanna gives a quick bit of exposition when she mentions Stefan is already working full time (and in a job that presumably requires a uni degree) while she just graduated high school. Which she finds weird.

As in Skam, Essam calls Amira ‘slave,’ which Kiki and Hanna notice. Amira quickly says it has to do with a bet, and the subject gets dropped.

When the season was airing, I thought for sure this wasn’t the end of it, and it would be brought up again, either through Kiki, Hanna, or possibly Stefan via Hanna. But no, this is really the end of that storyline.

My question is, why? What is the point of recreating this storyline from Skam (even going through the trouble of setting up a week during the hiatus between episodes 31 and 32, where Amira wins and Essam has to be the slave) if you’re just going to drop it in the same episode? It’s bad writing because we’re still in the stage of the season where storylines are being set up for later. It’s bad writing because Kiki and/or Hanna literally never bring up this bet/slave business again after devoting several clips and a bunch of social media to it. It’s like the writers didn’t really want to adapt this storyline from Skam, but they also didn’t have a ton of ideas for this week. Or maybe they were going to go somewhere with it, but then they changed their minds because it made some character look bad, but they forgot to take it out.

Like okay, fine, it wasn’t my favorite storyline in Skam either. It made Vilde look like an idiot at best, or a racist and a traitor at worst. But then why even have Kiki and Hanna overhear Essam? It’s not like they had to do it for adaptation reasons. Skam France didn’t.

It’s frustrating as fuck, and it won’t be the last time this season will pull this on the viewer.

Speaking of which, Sam thinks Mohammed is hot as hell (she ain’t wrong) and invites Essam, Omar and Mohammed to Jonas’ birthday party. This bothers Amira, because she doesn’t want her brothers to hang out with her friends. Even though she apparently just invited the girls to the boxing class that takes place at the gym her brothers attend.

[SIGH]

But anyway, Sam is being characterized as someone who is in charge of her sexuality (throughout the whole show, but specifically in this episode). While Amira is pining from a distance, getting flustered just from eye contact, Sam sees a hot guy and immediately creates an opportunity to see him again.

CLIP 5: Barbecue pining

There’s such a summer vibe about always finding reasons to hang out at a specific place because your friend got a summer job there.

I gotta give it to the writers. Essam is such a well-constructed younger sibling character. He’s a brat exactly in the way younger siblings are, and yet… That’s also the reason he’s so endearing.

And, on that note, Omar gives off such dad vibes. Not even older brother vibes. Every time I see Omar I feel like he’s thinking, “ha-ha! These little brats are acting out because they’re going through a lot! We just have to understand them!”

The conversation Amira and Mohammed have around the barbecue is so dumb, but you gotta love how pleased Amira is that she has Mohammed’s attention. Though she’s also unused to liking having a guy’s attention.

David and Matteo are back, and they’re still adorable! Good for them.

The way you could describe this moment as, Amira literally turned around for a moment and Sam was already touching Mohammed’s hair, and have it be accurate, sums up what they’re going for here.

Social media

There was a lot of social media content to keep people fed in the hiatus between episode 31 and 32. David and Matteo backpacked through Europe, Mia left for Spain and Kiki made a video about it, Stefan was invited to a game night with the crew, Kiki and Carlos looked for an apartment, and as I mentioned earlier, Essam lost a bet to Amira and had to be her slave for a week. I think that’s about it!

Abdi suggests that he and Carlos give Jonas supplies to make a protest sign as a birthday present and I almost lost it.

I think the piece of social media that most pissed off Skam purists was a chat where Jonas assures Amira he’s already thought of buying halal meat (as well as vegetarian and vegan options) for his birthday, because apparently Druck wanted to show up Skam or something, but like… It’s not like this storyline went anywhere on Skam either, like at no point do the girls learn to order pizza Sana can eat. So what does it matter if Jonas is already aware that Muslims eat halal meat.

I love that Hanna went to boxing class once, posted a bunch of stories about it and then never attended again. What a mood.

And to close the week, Kiki texts Amira that Essam started following her on insta.

FINAL THOUGHTS

When the season was airing, I found these clips cute enough. But on rewatch, I didn’t care for this episode and the reason is that so much of it ended being irrelevant to the season. What this episode did well was setting up the Kiki/Amira friendship, setting Kiki and Carlos’ apartment and the boxing class as recurring settings for the season and some character details. Essam is a really solid character from the get go, and I like the details in Amira’s room. They could’ve left out just about everything else.

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35. Part 7

It’s a weird feeling, to have Marquis Davenport here, just sat here like everything is fine. He is slightly scary but sweet, it’s a weird mix and I can’t describe it. My dad is a sweetheart compared to him, I shuddered a little “come on baby pootie, you can’t sleep all day now” patting her stomach lightly, my daughter’ refusal to wake up, she has been asleep for so long, what is wrong with her “Reign-Texas Davenport! Young lady, come on. Wake up” let me just pick her out of this bed, she looks so cozy in this bed, little lady is not wakin up “come here” picking her up “mommy loves you so so so much” pressing kisses to her cheek until I see some little eyes awaken, I chuckled at her cheeky self opening them and then closing “you can’t be this cheeky young lady, barely even close to a year and you’re here trying to trick mommy. Grandma and Grandad are here baby” resting Reign on my shoulder as I moved away from the bed and made my way to the living area, she will wake up. She is just playing around with me and making mommy look silly for whatever reason, she is like her dad, a damn troll. She is so warm in my arms “here she is” Marquis eyes lit up, his smile is beaming “yes, she is playing and not waking up. Grandad is here” he looks to happy “Reign, my little lady” he said, looking down at Reign she did open her eyes “I think she’s heard a different voice now” I laughed, now she will wake up “morning princess, grandma is here and so is grandad. They come to see you, look baby” turning her around, Reign lifted her head up. Her eyes are so little, they still look sleepy “she is so beautiful, hey little lady. It’s me grandad. Little lady” Marquis waved at her, Reign’ smile grew at him “you want to go and see him because he wants to see you and give you all the snuggles” walking over to him “I have missed your tiny little face come to me princess, I love your babygrow, is this Winnie the Pooh, I will get you Winnie the Pooh for you” I can imagine he would too, Reign actually wants to go to him, I noticed my daughter enjoys company of the boys, I think she likes the attention they give “oh wow, don’t you look beautiful my little angel” Reign straight attacked Marquis and his beard “oh ok, you can do that. I don’t mind” I think she remembers him from last time “I will call breakfast in, is that ok?” I asked Joy “yes darling, please do” Joy got up to go and see Reign.

Wiping my mouth with the napkin “you can put her down, she is attacking everything” I said to Marquis, he has not put her down. He is using one hand to eat and the other to hold Reign but she is grabbing everything, my daughter has had her fingers in all of this food, she is not stopping and he just don’t care “no, no. She is ok, she can do what she likes. A princess gets what she wants, even the taste for eggs” I mean she didn’t know what to do, she dipped her hands in his eggs and then was quick to put her hand in her mouth, she was so confused “you need to stop spoiling her Marquis, she will be a brat” I don’t want that either “this is why I won’t see her as much, I cannot help myself Robyn. Ask Joy, I love all of my kids, they are such blessings” smiling lightly, he did ditch his other son but that is another story for another day “Maurice is the favourite and then Nalah, this is just another Nalah. She would sit on his lap and do just that. She is so cute Robyn and such a blessing” my daughter is so loved and I love to see it, my phone notification pinged and so did Marquis’ phone and Joy’ at the same time, peaking over to my phone. My face softened “30-year-old Maurice Davenport, heir to the Davenport Hotels has been taken into hospital” looking up at Marquis “what!?” I spat “mhmmm” Marquis just groaned out “people for you, gossip gets around so quickly now, it’s crazy” I don’t like that “but why? Did someone snitch?” Marquis shook his head “we don’t know, it can be anyone that saw him go into the hospital, or someone said something in there. People can’t help but gossip, they do the same to me. It’s just something that comes with the role, don’t worry about it” I do not like this at all “we will release a statement, Joy if you can get my assistant for me, don’t’ worry Robyn” I am worried, people are talking about him.

It’s just not fair, Maurice already doesn’t want to be in there, he already hates the fact I made him go in there and now this. I get why he doesn’t want to go there, shit like this happens but Marquis is so calm about it all I mean why, someone has clearly told, someone in that hospital has been talking. It’s actually annoyed me so much “mommy is annoyed Reign” she looks so cute in her booster seat, just sat watching me “I love your dress by the way, who dressed you girl?” touching her dress, Reign gurgled and then attacked her hands “your mommy here making sure nobody sees your bald patch, she got you baby girl” I am hoping that shit gets better to be honest, unlocking my phone and going onto IG, Leon has tagged me in something so I need to check or he will text me saying am I ignoring him, I cooed out at him putting a picture of me and him at my party, this was my twenty first birthday party, he misses me. Poking my lips out and commented on the post ‘I miss you so much Leon, my baby. Reign and I cannot wait to come and see you, love you boo xxxxx’ pressing send, I can’t wait to go back to Cali and see him, I just need a laugh with him because its’ been a while now. I need to search and add Shawn on this but I abruptly stopped as I saw a picture of Maurice and this older lady, tapping on the picture that has come up, it’s Tina. Pulling a face going down to the caption ‘I wish my best friend a speedy recovery boo, get better @MariceDavenport’ rolling my eyes, she likes him but then she could be his mom, what a weird bitch. So word has got out about him, this is so annoying because it hasn’t even been a full twenty four hours, how does this even happen. Tapping on the comments, there is plenty of comments actually, I mean a lot of women speaking on how they miss him, if he is ok and whatever “bitches” I said to myself, maybe I should look at his tagged pictures “Robyn, hi. We need to go to the hospital now” Marquis interrupted me “oh yes, sorry I am coming” he saved my eyes from seeing anything else.

I am going with the in laws to the hospital this is different, I mean I am alone in this “brother” oh Marquis’ brother is here, why is his family always around here and would you look at that. Tiffany and I on opposite sides “how is the boy? I was upset for him” he is such a liar, he don’t care about Maurice “I know, I am going to see him now. I will keep you all updated” Marquis looked at me “come” Tiffany just glared me up and down, Kellen just stared at me with hate, I think. He did not expect Marquis to want me like this “Robyn” Kellen said, turning my head away “can I ask” I said to Marquis “ask away?” he said “how do the news outlets know so quickly? I don’t get it, nobody was barely there or saw us” Marquis laughed “how can one be so sure nobody saw?” he questioned me, I mean I don’t have an answer “you don’t need to answer that but just because we are in a private hospital, or a private event it is never private. Someone always talks, it’s just a sad situation we are in and Maurice. He’s different, he made a name for himself with being a socialite as such. People know of, celebrities so it is different for him. But don’t worry about it too much, come let’s go now” if he isn’t worried then neither should I be.

Reign fell asleep in the car seat, she didn’t wait at all so I guess Maurice can see a sleeping Reign. It’s me to be honest, I can’t help myself in wanting to see what is being said so I am checking his tagged pictures, I can’t help it. It’s just weird that people know so quickly, I don’t like it because he needs his privacy as he is struggling with such a thing. Oh this is interesting, like there is so many pictures of him with people, I mean some famous but this nigga has fan pages, why. Tapping on the video of what looks like a club but Maurice looks very skinny here, like cheekbones out. The video started to play of him in a club, cigarette in mouth with a bottle of Moet in hand, this is kind of old because you can see how skinny he was here. Tapping on the sound but turning it down a little “Maurice! Hey!” the girl shouted, he smiled looking at the camera and a hand comes into the camera, well ok at her touching his face like that. Scrolling down to the caption ‘Get better M Huncho ;). Miss you!’ ok this is different, but it’s his past “M fucking Huncho” I said in a whisper to myself, he lived a very much Rockstar life and it is interesting to see that side but I get jealous, it’s his past and I am not going to say anything but I may say M Huncho to him just to see his reaction.

Joy is such a mess, like she straight cried seeing him, I just rolled my eyes “I am good mom, stop crying” he said, I won’t be hugging him or crying because why should I, like he cares or wanted me here and to be fair he’s been so rude to me “I just love you so much baby, I don’t like to see you in this bed at all” walking around the bed with a sleeping Reign in my arms, I am just going to sit here “sit down woman” Marquis said “like I didn’t want any of you here, it could have been dealt with without this” Maurice said, sitting down on the seat. Maurice and I eyes met but Marquis pointed his stick just on Maurice’ bandage leg “well that hurts, thanks” he looked at his dad “what is that!?” he asked “my leg, clearly” Maurice retorted “don’t get funny with me” Marquis poked his stick on this leg “wow! Seriously? What did I do?” his dad walked over to the chair “like that hurts! Are you that stupid?” Marquis sighed out as he sat down “don’t speak to me like that Maurice, why are you here? Why do you have that on your leg? Explain that to me, when you nearly died on me then and now this. I had the same thing on my leg and now I can barely walk, what is wrong with you” I should have got Marquis on him a while ago now “well you gave me this, hope you’re proud of yourself” Maurice spat “that my son won’t pass the age of forty, you know what Maurice you continue. You keep on doing this because I am not doing it. I am not giving you this business anymore, I decided. I can’t” I cringed, this is something he is not going to accept “I am the first born son! I am the person to get it! Fuck you dad, you know this” Maurice shouted at his dad “the son that is ill! I can’t watch you do this, stress causes this! It makes you worse! You stupid boy, I can’t sit back and let it happen. I rather the business go to hell then give it you and see you rot with it! No! you listen to me right now, it is still my business. I decide what to happen to it, you openly having these crises when you have a daughter! No! I say what goes, I said no!” putting my head down, Marquis legit not letting him have the business.

Marquis is furious with him “mom, listen to me. Dad is acting dumb tell him now, I want it! It’s my right” Maurice is trying to talk to his mom “I agree with your dad, you are too ill for it” Joy agreed with Marquis “then you should have fucking put me with Adam, huh! I should have been in Germany like you threw him, you are a shit person and even more now, fuck you! You wanted nothing to do with my daughter now you sniffing around Robyn, no. I want you out! How dare you! How you play me and use this against me” Maurice is angry, he is very angry that the hear monitor is going higher and higher, Marquis is so calm “not nice is it, not nice to feel like something is being taken from you. You feel anger, hurt. Now you know how we all feel with you, you constantly play with us. Now you don’t like being played but you do it to us. You play with your life when you have a child that needs a father, I wish you had that much care about yourself” Marquis pointed at him “your mom does want me to give the business to Nalah, but it is you that is having it. But it is not nice, think on it” the door opened “full room now I see, the doctor will be with you. Just come to change your dressing on your leg” the nurse said.

Maurice is a spoilt brat, now he is grumpy because his dad did what he did to him, I mean come on. He did kind of deserved it, the nurse hurt him but it does hurt having your dressing changed “I bet you’re loving this” now it is my turn “didn’t take my jet then?” he just loves being a dick, I feel like he enjoys it “whatever M Huncho” I said, I had to say it and his face dropped “Marquis, it is good to see you!” his doctor is here, now he can shut his stupid mouth but he knew what I meant that is why his face dropped when I said it, I was just generally testing the name out “he loves his visits here, don’t you?” looking at his doctor “so I did see Maurice in the morning, do you feel you need some more medication now?” he asked, Maurice nodded his head “so we are starting something new, no reaction which I feel is good. You are feeling much better today but I want to keep you another night. When you leave will there be anyone to help you with your dressing?” I want to say no “let him suffer and don’t do it” Marquis said “I will be around” I mumbled “great, he needs to rest still. I just want to keep him here for another night just to know this medication is working for his pain. Maurice does look better, blood test did come back and it looks like it’s fine, I feel like Dubai made it worse. Not much water, you need to drink lots of water, stop smoking, drinking. Be healthy, everything you not doing you need to start. You need to be mindful, yeah? So travelling from cold New York to California, two different climates, 1 very warm and New York cold, that can also cause you pain. You need to wear and do the correct things. You need to be more healthy, that is what I am saying to you and I have been saying to you” Maurice does not like being told what to do “he has been travelling to California for me but that won’t be anymore, I am moving here now and I will be watching him and he will living a healthy lifestyle, if he is living alongside me he will be” I won’t have the bullshit anymore, it can’t happen “I will give you some more medication, I want you to go to sleep for a while again too. With a mask on, get some pure oxygen in your system, relax and not stress about anything. Tomorrow I will be back and I will assess you then ok?” Maurice nodded his head, he is not fighting it.

I am sad they gave Maurice his medication but also something to put him to sleep, they want him to relax and sleep. I honestly felt he wasn’t sleeping much, because I would go to sleep about twelve, he would be awake still, then he wakes up at six, he’s doing that every day. It’s the quietest Maurice has been, he’s still awake a little but he’s just laying with his oxygen mask on. Reign has just woke up, she missed it all “she will need feeding now won’t she?” Marquis pointed out, Maurice hasn’t notice that she is awake but he has now, Reign is just confused looking around the room, Maurice waved his hand at her and my heart just fell, like I hate that it does but I just feel for him. Holding Reign’ hands “look baby, daddy waving” pointing at Maurice, she is just not paying any attention. She is busy looking at the heart monitor beeping, getting up from the chair and fixing Reign on my hip “look baby, it’s dada. Say hi dada” Reign stared at Maurice all wide eyed, she is not liking what she sees “you not going to give daddy love” Reign’ bottom lip poked out, she is not liking the mask I think “aww it’s ok” Maurice moved the mask away “Reign, it’s me. Mi Amor” she doesn’t want to know at all “she is upset, put the mask back on. You need to get better” Maurice nodded his head “but are you coming back?” he asked “do you want me too?” he shrugged but then nodded his head “I will be awake by then” leaning down and pressed a kiss to his forehead before I reached over and placed the oxygen mask over his mouth “I will come back” I think I will come without Reign, I am sure Nalah will babysit her.

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