#i wonder what sophie thought the first time she saw THAT

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Will never be over the portrait hanging over Nate's bed!?!

[greenwitchfromthewoods]

feel enough. l Frankie “Catfish” Morales

Summary:  your head was full of unpleasant thoughts about you

Warnings: (+18) smut, fluff, unprotected sex (don't do it!), oral sex (f!receiving), fingering, complexes caused by how the body looks after pregnancy, mentioned pregnancy, breeding kink, a few curses

A/N: I wanted to write something cute and safe, something that would be nice. I hope I succeeded, at least a little. your feedback is very important to me and I thank you for all the reblogs, comments and likes. 🖤 sorry for all the mistakes

"What's going on?"

His sleepy, slightly hoarse voice echoed quietly through the bedroom. You quickly adjusted your-once-his t-shirt that you were wearing and put a charming smile on your face before turning to him.

"She woke up. I had to feed her." you replied and slid back under the covers. "She should give us some more time to sleep."

"Mhmm..." Frankie mumbled, moving closer to you. The large hand slid gently over your body, wrapped around you and pulled you closer, he kissed your shoulder softly. "She knows no mercy."

"Her favorite person in the world said." you giggled. "I know perfectly well that she wrapped you around her little finger."

"Not my fault." he replied, moving in the bed so that his long legs intertwined with yours, he was like an octopus. "She gets it from her mom. Sweet, charming, with a beautiful smile. I have no chance."

"I almost feel sorry for you."

The soft stubble brushed against your neck as Frankie kissed you somewhere under your ear, or wherever he could reach. 

Mornings like this were the nicest. It was still early enough that it seemed that life and household chores were far away from you. Just you and him, a warm bed, the remnants of sleep in front of your eyes.

For a few minutes, not a single word was said and you were sure that your husband had fallen asleep again, but his hand, which slowly slid under your shirt, made you realize that it was different. The touch was tender and gentle, but you held your breath almost immediately.

"Do you think she'll give her parents some time alone?" his voice was still soaked in sleep, but you heard him clearly, "I miss you, baby girl."

The hand slid over your stomach and slipped between your soft breasts, but it didn't stay there for long because soon it slid to the back of your neck and gently turned your face towards Frankie. His plush lips first brushed the corner of your mouth, and only after a moment they landed on your lips. Gentle and unhurried kisses, perfect for mornings like this.

But now everything was different. Your brain was working at full speed and you felt everything, every thought, every touch, was starting to overwhelm you. He had to sense it, he knew you too well.

The kisses stopped and he gently stroked your cheek. You opened your eyelids and saw his sweet brown eyes staring intently at you.

"Everything okay, sweetie?" he asked.

You nodded "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You seem a bit tense. Don't you feel like it?"

"No, it's fine. Just..." Frankie smiled gently, carefully sliding his hand out from under your shirt and laying down next to you.

He watched you with concern, but you felt worse with every passing second. The feeling that you were hurting him, that you were failing him as a woman, began to fill every cell of your body quickly. 

Frankie was lying so close to you that you could feel the warmth of his body perfectly, but an invisible boundary was standing between you, and it was definitely in your bed, but not only there.

On the couch when you were both watching a movie in the evening, in the kitchen when he came to hug you from behind when he came home, practically every time his hands touched your body, his arms wrapped around you or you felt the closeness of his body - you tensed up and did everything you could to move away from him.

You felt bad about it. You felt that it was your fault, that something was wrong with you, because it had to be.

Sophie was almost four months old and she was a wonderful baby. She definitely had her daddy's brown eyes and curly hair, but her smile was yours. Despite the tiredness, you loved being a mom, and Frankie was the proudest father around. 

He understood and practiced tying baby wraps much faster than you did, and he looked damn handsome with little So, as he called her,  sleeping on his chest while he shopped or cooked.

"She grounds me." he would say when you pointed out that they looked like two koalas together. How could you fight it?

"What's wrong, honey?" he asked. "What are you thinking about?"

"I don't know..." you sighed, staring at the ceiling. You felt embarrassed that you couldn’t tell him all your worries.

He brushed a stray strand of hair away from your face and gently stroked your cheek. He could see perfectly well that something was eating you from the inside, he wasn't blind or deaf. 

You were his baby girl, his best friend, his wife, and his lover. He had a beautiful child with you and a life he never thought he could be a part of. It broke his heart to see you like this, but he didn't want to push you.

"Frankie..." your voice was quiet, but he heard it tremble perfectly, "Do you still find me attractive?"

He frowned, clearly surprised by the question. His semi-hard cock was resting on your thigh, and you were asking him things like that?

"Of course." he replied firmly, "Why do you even ask questions like that?"

You pouted and pulled the covers up a little higher.

"I just... Lately I've been feeling... It's stupid!"

"Hey." Frankie lifted himself up to look at your face, seriousness in his eyes, "Nothing you feel is stupid. I want you to remember it, hermosa. Tell me, please."

You took a deep breath. The words were about to leave your lips for the first time, and you were terrified by the fact.

"I don't feel good enough for you, Frankie." you said quietly "I've been feeling this way for a dozen or so weeks. After Sophie came along, my body isn't what it used to be. I don't feel good about it..."

Frankie looked at you, trying to digest your words. This was something new to him. He knew and saw that your body was different from when you met, but he never took it as a flaw, quite the opposite - it was wonderful.

"Sweetie..." he said after a moment "You gave birth to Sophie a few months ago. Your body did an amazing thing..."

"I know, I know..." you groaned, covering your face with your hands, feeling even more embarrassed by yourself "But I saw so many beautiful and smiling young mothers on social media, with flat stomachs, in perfect make-up. They looked amazing! And my belly pooch..."

"What?"

"My belly, Frankie!"

"I love your belly." he stated honestly "And I don't like you comparing yourself to other women, to be honest. Because then I'd have to have a six-pack and butts of steel, and I'm not going to keep eating rice and chicken every fucking day."

You snickered. "But I love your body."

"So why can't you love yours too? Baby..." Frankie shifted so he was enclosing you between his strong arms, his hair a mess but he was the sweetest thing, besides your daughter, you saw in the mornings. "Since I met you are the sexiest girl I've ever seen. Out of my league. But you were and always are more than just a body. You're loving, compassionate, caring, understanding, supportive and smart as hell. I love your sense of humor and when you're a little grumpy in the mornings, too. You sacrificed your body to give us this little being sleeping in the other room and I will be forever grateful to you for making me a father." he noticed how your eyes started to glaze over and a muffled moan escaped your throat "I don't know what I should do to make you understand how beautiful you are to me. I'm half hard, but if there's anything I can do, tell me. I'll do anything. Just please, don't think you're not enough because I can't stand it."

"So I'm not disappointing you that we don't make love as often as we used to?"

"I love sex with you, baby, but a relationship is about something more." he smiled "If you want to wait, I don't see a problem with that. I want you to feel comfortable with me, and the thought of you forcing yourself to do anything just because you think I expect it... We don't do that here, do we?"

You nodded. A heavy stone seemed to lift from your heart because you even managed to smile, and Frankie beamed at the sight. He kissed your hand as you tenderly stroked his stubbled cheek.

"I love you very much, you know that?"

"I love you more." He replied and kissed you softly. "And next time you have any doubts, you are to come to me immediately, do you understand?"

"Is that an order?" You giggled, his bulge suddenly twitching close to your crotch.

"You can take it that way, Private." He replied, his voice distinctly lower and deeper.

It went straight to your core and struck those chords that made you desire your husband even more.

You moved slightly and he used that to position himself between your legs. You could clearly feel how hard he was and you were getting wet at the thought that it was because of you. That no matter what you thought about yourself, Frankie really wanted you.

"Baby..." he sighed and cleared his throat as your fingers slid down his neck and you started playing with hair on his nape. "I really meant it, if you're not ready..."

"Do you want me to stop?" you asked, pouting your lower lip slightly and making a sad face.

"Fuck, no." he shook his head "But..."

"You said you'd do anything to make me feel better." you reminded him, moving your hips so his cock felt the friction and Frankie let out a loud breath "You know best what to do to make me feel better. You know every nook and cranny of my body so well..."

"Shit! Hermosa, please..."

"I need you now, baby." you pulled his face closer to him to kiss him "I want you, Francisco..."

Even if you wanted to say something more, he wouldn't let you, because his lips pressed against yours with such force that you moaned. His tongue slipped between your lips without hesitation, deepening the kiss, and his cock brushed against your core so hard that you knew you'd go crazy if you didn't feel him inside you.

You slid your fingers into his hair and tugged lightly, a strangled moan escaped Frankie's throat. How fucking sexy that was. His lips slid down to your neck as one of his hands kneaded your hip and waist. With each passing moment, you felt the arousal building up in your lower abdomen.

You managed to grab the edge of Frankie's shirt and somehow pull it off him. His sun-kissed body almost gleamed in the morning rays of the sun.

"Can I?" he asked when he wanted to do the same with yours.

You nodded. Slowly, with great sensitivity, he took off your shirt. Brown eyes moved with love and admiration from your face, through your breasts to your stomach. You felt a little embarrassed, but Frankie's look was something that worked on you like a warm and pleasant breeze. You felt love in that look, he wasn't lying.

"I want to taste you."

His voice was captivating. Whatever he said at that moment, you would have agreed to it without thinking. You nodded slightly. Long fingers grabbed the edge of your panties and slid them down your legs, his lips showering kisses on your ankles, calves, thighs.

His movements were slow, full of tenderness and closeness that you needed so much. Frankie took his time with you. He kissed your lower abdomen, and then settled between your legs, his wide shoulders opening you up to him even more.

"Just feel it, hermosa. Don't think about anything... Let me take care of you." 

And you let him. His first lick made you press your body even harder into the mattress. He tasted you, sliding his tongue over your folds, sucking on the bundle of nerves that made a quiet sigh leave your lungs. 

You didn't even hear him say, "Now I'll give you a little more. Can you come on my fingers, hermosa?" 

Two fingers slid between your velvet walls, stretching you pleasantly. Frankie pushed them in up to his knuckles and curved them to find the spot that made your head spin. 

His cock was painfully hard and leaking, but that wasn't important at that moment. His fingers moved inside you, and he sucked on your clit as if he had set himself the goal of proving to you how amazing your body was, how much he wanted you.

Frankie's muffled moans reached your ears, but you were already immersed in the pleasure that was spreading through your body. Skilled fingers hit a sensitive spot, and your legs trembled with the pleasure that was so close.

"Cum, baby. I know you want it. You need it, right?"

And he was right. You reached your hand to his curly hair, and you probably squeezed it a little too hard because Frankie groaned, but at the same moment you let out a loud moan from between your lips.

"Fuck! Jesus, Frankie..." you babbled, stunned by how hard you came on his fingers.

He kissed the inside of your thigh and soon he was on top of you. His hair was a total mess, and his lips and chin glistened with your juices. There was nothing sexier than him.

"Do you want to continue?"

You nodded quickly. Your hands grabbed him by the neck and you pulled him to you quickly to taste his lips, to have his tongue deep in your throat again.

This man was pulling things out of you that you had no idea existed. Just a moment ago you felt complexes about your body, and now you felt like the most desired woman in the world. It was crazy!!

"Shit!"

"What happened?" you asked when he suddenly pulled away from you.

For a moment you thought that your daughter had decided to wake up after all, then you would have to stop everything and hold out until her next nap. But that wasn't it.

"Condoms. We don't have any fucking condoms." Frankie hissed, resting his head on your chest.

You hadn't needed them for over a year, so they weren't on your shopping list, but now you felt their absence strongly. His hard cock lay between your body and his, and you were so high up that you made the only possible decision.

"You're going to pull out, Frankie." he immediately raised his head and looked at you with hope in his eyes "It's the only solution. What worse can happen? I mean..."

"I get it, I get it, baby girl." he nodded quickly "I can do it."

He kissed you feverishly, and you stroked his cock a few times.

"I'll give you a blowjob later, but right now I want to feel you inside me."

"Fuck, it's a deal."

He didn't even fully understand what you said to him. It could have been anything. All the blood flowed from his brain straight to his loins and Frankie had only one goal - to get to his wife's pussy.

When the tip slid inside you, he already knew he was gone. A throaty "Fuuuuck!" resounded somewhere by your ear, and he almost came at that moment. The further he slid into you, the more he realized how much he missed this feeling, how much he missed you and the closeness that was between you.

His fingers gripped your thighs tightly as you wrapped your arms around his waist, allowing him to enter you even deeper. And when he reached the end, you both froze for a moment.

It was wonderful to feel him inside you again after so long. The pleasant stretch and filling, the sweet weight of his body against yours, his warmth, the gentle kisses he placed on your shoulder. You wanted to hold on to this moment longer, but your body needed him to move. To give you again what made your heart explode.

"Frankie... Please..." you whispered, and he immediately understood what you needed.

He pulled out almost all the way, and then he pushed in with such force that the oxygen flew out of your lungs. And then again and again. You were gasping for breath, and your brain had stopped working properly a long time ago. 

Frankie moaned and kept repeating the same words - how wonderful it was to feel you again, how sexy you were, how he missed your body, how much he wanted to stay between your thighs forever. But as each of his thrusts brought you both closer to your peaks, after all this time you didn't need much, his words became dirtier.

"Ohh, that pussy really missed me, huh? You take me so good, baby girl, fuck, so deep... Do you hear that? Do you hear how wet you are? I bet you wish I could take you from behind, right? Hard and rough, huh? Fuck! I could put another baby in you right now. I've never seen anything sexier than you full of our baby, swollen from what I left inside you."

"Fuck!" you gasped, "I'm so close, baby... So close..."

"Yeah, I can feel it. You're squeezing me so good. Cum, baby girl! I've got you, I've... Fuck!"

Your thighs clenched tighter as you came loudly. Your spine arched and your nails dug into Frankie's flesh, but he didn't even groan in pain. Quite the opposite. His next thrusts were harder and a bit chaotic, but he soon pulled out of you to spill onto your lower abdomen, moaning almost as loudly as you did.

You both struggled to catch your breath. Frankie sat back on his heels, his dreamy eyes watching the mess you both made.

"Do you know how fucking sexy you look right now?" he breathed, squeezing your thigh. "This should be on the cover of every magazine." He raised his hands and made a gesture like he was taking a picture of you, and you laughed.

"You're incorrigible." you said, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"But somehow I put a ring on your finger and made you a baby, right?"

You shook your head in disbelief. Frankie got off the bed, went to the bathroom and came back a moment later with a wet towel. He carefully cleaned you up, unable to resist a few kisses that he placed on your stomach.

"I love you." you murmured, snuggling into him as he laid down next to you again. "I don't know what I would do without you. You're the best medicine for everything."

"You're so sweet to me because you just came twice, huh? And you probably want to do it again?" he laughed, pulling you closer and kissing your forehead. "You can't even imagine how much I love you. You give me everything I need."

"Same here."

You felt the warmth of his body, and heard his heartbeat. In that moment, you felt the happiest in the world. He made you like that. He helped you feel good again, and you wondered how you could ever think that you were not enough for him.

His fingers slowly stroked your bare shoulder and you both slowly began to doze off when a quiet squeaking from the other room reached your ears.

"I got it, baby." Frankie rasped, freeing himself from your arms and getting out of bed. He reached for his boxers and looked at you fondly. "How about I take So downstairs, and you take a long shower, huh? We'll make you a delicious breakfast."

"You spoil me."

"That's my role, hermosa." he laughed, kissing you hastily and heading for the door.

After a moment, you heard a sweet "Hey, So! How did you sleep? Did you grow again? We talked about this, young lady. You're not supposed to grow anymore!"

You felt better, much better. Maybe all your complexes hadn't disappeared as if by magic, but you knew you had a man by your side who made you feel beautiful and loved. 

And when you finally went downstairs and saw your daughter's bare, plump legs sticking out of the scarf she was wrapped in on her father's chest as he made you breakfast, you knew you were exactly where you wanted to be. 

With them.

☆☆☆

Thank you for your time.

[b0r3dtod3ath]

Hey Sophie, I hope you’re having the best week! I saw your requests were open and I was wondering if you could do something for either Lando or Charles. Where their gf is travelling a lot with them and is starting to get anxious and exhausted and she’s really stressed on a flight (maybe at the time, she’s flying with another driver whose her bestfriend) and they spill to Lando/Charles exactly what’s going on? Thank you xxx

an: Thank you for the request and patience! I'm sorry you had to wait so long.

The cabin was dimly lit as the plane flew through the night sky, its engines humming softly in the background. Seated next to each other in first class you, Charles and Lando exchanged tired glances. You were fidgeting nervously, your hands playing with your fingers or gripping the armrest. You had been traveling with Charles frequently lately, wanting to be close to your boyfriend and to support him during races around the world. You thought you could handle traveling and your online job. But as the miles accumulated, so did your exhaustion.

Tonight’s fight seemed particularly turbulent as there were some thunderstorms going on. You nerves were on the edge, you were feeling overstimulated and tired. You glanced at Lando, sleeping in his seat next to Charles. You two knew each other even before you started darting the Monegasque. You kind of wished to switch seats and be comforted by your best friends presence as you knew he would understand you. 

"Charles," you finally whispered, your voice trembling slightly.

"Yeah?" he replied, turning to look at you with concern.

"I... I need to talk to you about something," you began hesitantly, your gaze fixed on your shaky hands.

Charles reached out and gently squeezed your knee, silently urging you to continue.

"I... I don't know how much longer I can do this," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "The constant traveling, the pressure... it's all starting to take its toll on me”.

Charles listened attentively as you poured out your feelings, his heart aching at the sight of your distress. He had been so focused on his own career and responsibilities that he hadn't fully realized what you were going through. 

Meanwhile, Lando glanced over at the two of you, sensing the tension in the air. 

"Hey, is everything okay?" Lando asked, his brow furrowing with concern as he took in your tear-stained face.

You hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I... I'm just really tired right now," you admitted, words coming out in a rush. "Flying, racing, my job…  it's all a little too much”.

Lando nodded understandingly, offering you a sympathetic smile. "I get it. It's a lot to handle, especially with everything going on. But you're not alone. We're all here for you. And you don’t have to follow us to every race. It’s our job”.

“Yes. That’s true. I love having you by my side but if it’s better for you to attend only a few races then I don’t mind” said Charles stroking your hand with his thumb. 

Tears welled up in your eyes as you felt the weight of the spoken words sink in. As Charles kissed you tear-stained cheek, you knew that you could find a way to make it work. 

May 26 2024

[dailycass-cain]

Birds of Prey #12 brings the Cass action to the forefront!

It also gets me something I always wanted to see: Sophie Campbell drawing Cass. But it comes-- with a TWIST!!

We're nearing the end point of this arc, and we get the craziest issue yet of the world hoping. This time the Birds getting "toonnified".

And that is "the twist"

Since I first saw her work on IDW TMNT. I always wanted to see Sophie Campbell draw Cass. Well wish granted this issue. But it's an utterly adorable Cass.

Though, what shall we call this Cass version? Toon Cass? Cass Toon? No wait that one is taken. 🤪

Anyhoot, this toon world feels honestly the most fleshed out of them all. Like it felt there was this underlying unease with each world the Birds visited.

Here this is the first one that feels like a world onto itself. I wonder where this will go with the "final world" teased at the end.

Even though, last issue Cass was put on the back burner, this issue she gets A LOT of focus. So much so I believe this issue she has more dialogue than the prior ELEVEN issues!

Even with all this Cass, all the Birds get a moment this issue. Barda and Vixen get absolute banger moments this issue and their toon designs are just perfection. Likewise so does Sin, and even Babs. Everyone gets something this issue.

And it all starts with Cela walking out, and Cass following. Now I now there was A LOT of shippers jumping onto the two this issue.

So let's dissect the real bonding, and maybe-- it can go to be more?

Writer Kelly Thompson has touched on many dimensions to Cass in the series thus far. Here she digs into the core of Cass: compassion.

A few issues ago, we learned Cela's origins, and last issue put it on the back burner, but this issue we get the forefront as she knows the Birds reunited that time is almost up with her newfound companions and the hope of being free from this prison.

I think Cass can really relate to Cela. That she's stuck in this world, and really is trying to be good despite the world wanting otherwise. Not to mention losing A LOT of sisters?

It sounds FAMILAIR doesn't it?

think Cass relates a lot to Cela and is trying to break that ice with her being there for her. She can see how her body is screaming for someone to vent with.

And well... we get the scene between the two.

Now as to WHY people are jumping on this ship bandwagon so much? Well, when was the last time Cass had an honest to god love interest in the main DCU?

You could say Stephanie Brown (Batgirls 2021-2023). Or... Harper Row (2016).

But if we're going to her honest-to-goodness CONFIRMED she's interested in?

It was Sal from Batgirl Vol. 2 (2009).

It's been THAT long since Cassandra Cain had a CONFIRMED love interest.

I think fan interest in wanting Cass to get SOME loving is WHY we're at this point. The girl deserves it. Though personally I see ANOTHER option (if not Harper), who just happens to show up this issue too.

So I get WHY many shipping vibes are there for Cass/Cela.

But the rest of the issue is Cass coming up with a plan to FINALLY be free while also dealing with Maia problem too.

And here we get our SECOND bit of Cass in the issue.

This and a few other reaction images are so getting memed by us Cass fans. I know it.

But yeah it's a nice "character progression" from someone who told a "bad story" in #1 to now coming up with a good plan in #12.

And the plan even involves a homage to what Sophie Campbell is most famous for. 😁😁😁

You thought I wouldn't notice the streams crossed did ya? BUT I DID!

Birds of Prey #12 is an emotional ride but with a toony twist. It has such a glorious cute edge this issue. And this world with the Birds REALLY clicked. I've gone back to reading this issue more over than the prior bits of this arc.

I feel there's nothing more to say than I'm REALLY curious where this all goes next issue and how this will tie into the Spirit World?

I guess we'll see. Other than, I'm curious what your thoughts are on Cass/Cela?

And are you surprised it's been THAT LONG Cass had a love interest?

*this is me now waiting for comments*

[scythegirl13]

alright time for theories >:3

okay so what i think this video is paralelling is that a bunch of dumb teenagers are going to go into bons burgers, or the K-9 facility. we already saw references to ashley being murdered by bon which could be their first victim, but i think it proves it now, ashley is their first victim and the person whos in TVA is their second victim. who is that? i dont know (this also hints at Jack Walten possessing Bon due to the sheep representing Sha and theyre married)

another interesting thing in this video is how the minute the dog girl or Jay lit up the pumpkin, EVERYTHING started to go haywire, the pumpkin bunny, Lorenzo, started his hunt. Ms. Waterman, or Rachel played the TV. She seems likes shes someone of a mother, perhaps she lost her child, like La Llorona. By this time, she's very apathetic, and quiet, she seems like shes in mourning. Its also interesting that Rachel let go of Jay, attacking Lorenzo and taking off his mask, stunning him. She reminds me of Jenny, especially her striped shirt which is similar.

I dont think there are any paralells to Sophie, her blue is matched with Ralph but honestly, its not as close with Jenny and Jay. Dino is someone, who seems to be a little young but is probably smart, in some way. Yes he did notify the Watermans of the group but honestly he probably thought that was okay cause Jay lit a freaking pumpkin but whatever. He survives because he hides behind a stupid door, and being easy to look over. He hasnt been introduced yet, but its probably gonna be someone close to Jenny.

So, heres what I got. Jenny, along with some of her friends, decide that they should go investigate the K-9 facility, following the death of Brian Stells, and Jenny being worried about her girlfriend and wondering what the fuck is this. One of them stays outside to see if something tries to leave. The guy outside wonders and find Brian Stells body, with Bon right behind him. He tries to run and fucks up by going to a dead end or gets caught (Ralphs situation can also be a parallel to Brian anyways so this might not be the case) Jenny and two others go in and do something to awake the spirirts. Something to do with Sha happens, and the group doesnt pay any mind (gets the fuck out) and goes except one who gets killed by Sha. Jenny loses her friend and hears something and hides, and Bon attacks her. she gets away barely and bumps into her friend that was hiding and they go into the backrooms of the K-9 shelter. there they find Ashley, (MAYBE susan and charles) and run for their good god life and escape. do i think that they get murdered? no. do i think they end it? maybe...MAYBE, maybe they stop it for a while but this isnt Scream. idk but this is all lose, i know one thing and one thing only, jay is parallel to jenny and those kids are dumb as fuck for not leaving immiediately

EDIT: JAY MIGHT BE SOMEONE ELSE, CAUSE IN THE TRAILER IT SHOWS HOW THEYRE GONNA BURN DOWN BONS BURGERS, CHAT WHO IS THAT??>????

[carebooks]

Emma and Daniel did not belong together.

After extensively rewatching Every Witch Way during Spring Break (yep, that's how I spent Spring Break), I went through tumblr and saw people wondering if this fandom still exists. Well, even if there's only like fifteen people on it, let's discuss Emma and one of her main love interests: Daniel.

I would like to disclose that I am a Jemma fan, after Jax showed up in S2, Daniel went out the window for little thirteen-year-old me. This isn't a Daniel VS Jax post, this is just about Emma and Daniel's relationship. This post will mainly reflect on why I think that, in the long run, they did not belong together. They're definitely a first loves ship, but not an endgame ship.

In S1 both were still young and finding their footing, but mainly Emma. Daniel had already dated Maddie for a while and then went through the whole first season flirting and liking Emma after his break up with Maddie. Daniel was also on top of his game, being the Sharks Swim Captain, and other than Maddie being his girlfriend, his life was happy and fine. Emma coming in merely improved it, she was nicer, thoughtful, and down to earth. But Emma's story was just beginning, she was discovering being a witch, having to deal with her powers, a witch bully Maddie at school, and daily shenanigans that entailed the magical world. Daniel is the last person to discover Emma is a witch and he also has the worst reaction to it. Not that surprising considering how regular his life has been, but that kind of tells us where this was headed.

In S2 Emma and Daniel have been together for months now, all through the summer. The thing is, Daniel's been happier than ever and he thinks Emma's powers never came back, something that she's been hiding from him this entire time. Lying to your SO is never a good thing, especially about something this big, something that is literally part of you. There are reasons for both of them however:

Emma knew how happy Daniel was that she was 'regular' and didn't want to ruin what they had by bringing in all her witch stuff, which tended to bring all sorts of chaos and antics.

Daniel didn't want Emma to have powers out of fear that other evil witches would come after her because she was the Chosen One.

While these are reasonable explanations for both of them, they're not fixing any of their real issues. Emma should not be lying to her boyfriend, eventually, it did catch up to her and she tried using magic to make him forget. Also not a good thing, even if she wanted a 'redo' at telling him. When he does find out, it causes their downfall. The thing is, Emma lied because Daniel just can't handle her being a witch. He's said that her powers being back would "ruin everything" and has shown a fear of witches when magic was brought up in S2E05. Emma keeps telling him that powers or no powers, she's still a witch. Still, she chose to hide a part of herself to try to have a normal relationship with her boyfriend. But hiding a part of yourself is never the answer and it eats away at you.

S2 also explores the fact that witches can't date humans, it's not allowed. The Council tries to have Emma break up with him otherwise they must take the witches magic away, but Emma being the Chosen One is a special case. Her magic removal is not on the table and she wants to keep her powers regardless. (I mean I agree with Emma, let the girl date whoever she wants) But it is another thing that drives them further apart, unfortunately, the Council ended up being right, most humans just can't handle the magical world. (Andi can handle it, so can Katie and Sophie, but Daniel can't.)

When it comes to the Fool Moon, it has a different effect on all sorts of witches. Jax's greed and envy magnify, Desdemona turns vindictive and wants Emma's powers, and Emma's impulse control is gone. This leads to Emma casting spells without really thinking about the consequences and out in the open. The Fool Moon is just a witch or wizard's desires coming to the surface. In retrospect, Maddie was just as affected, she started improving (slightly, but still progress) and didn't run from her feelings toward Diego. She was more open and entered a relationship with him.

We also see Emma's clones in this season. Her first clone, E, encompasses her dark side with none of the good. She calls Daniel dull, she's bored with him and his ideas for dates, and she finds Jax fun and wants to do magic whenever she wants. She's happy when Daniel breaks up with Emma because 1. She found him boring and 2. They get to keep their powers now and the Council can stop hounding them. This may be Emma's darkest side but it's still Emma. Some part of her does believe that Daniel is dull and finds Jax fun. Granted, her third clone, the Nerdy Emma is all about Daniel. This is why the clone spell is so very illegal, a witch is essentially pulling out a part of themselves and without the rest to balance it, they become a paragon of just one emotion or drive or aspect of their original personality. They're not whole. The Real Emma shares all these traits inside herself, she does like Daniel, she does find him dull sometimes, she does like math, she does find it boring at times, and she does like Jax but she does think he goes overboard sometimes.

See, this is where we come into an important piece of dialogue in S2 E16 between Maddie and Daniel talking about their romantic troubles.

Maddie: But if you two were still together, you'd want her to stop using her powers? Daniel: Maybe. Maddie: Then you don't accept Emma for who she is. And as a fellow witch, I'm offended for her!

This is an interesting moment in which someone like Maddie, someone who doesn't like Emma but is a witch just like her, sees that while Emma lied to Daniel, she did it because Daniel doesn't accept her as who she is.

Daniel has openly expressed anger and disinterest at the magic world. And hey, I understand, after all the spells Jax has cast on him to make him look bad in front of Emma's dad, or just the usual magic hijinks from Emma or Maddie, magic is not Daniel's friend. He doesn't find it fun or cool like Andi, he's not desensitized to it like Katie and Sophie. He's suffered from it and doesn't want anything to do with it and hey I can respect that. But this isn't good when you're in a relationship with a witch, the most powerful one in fact. So he's tiptoeing a line constantly between wanting to be with his girlfriend but disliking and fearing something that's part of her (and part of his friends' lives: Maddie and Diego).

Let's get to S3 when he was marked by Mia with her Kanay spider. Spider!Daniel broke up with Emma, started dating Mia, was a general jerk at school, even tied up his little siblings. It turns out that Mia's Spider doesn't cause him to act strange or evil, it just unleashes someone's 'inner wild'. It makes them do what they most want to do. So, Daniel did want to break up with Emma. He called Emma and Maddie trouble-brewing witches and had no problem telling a complete stranger all about their powers.

Now we could get into how Daniel's life was turned upside down more than plenty of times because of magic, but nothing beats S4 when Emma literally rewrites time when Daniel disappears. He and his family end up running an animal sanctuary and dating Mia. Then his life gets put back and it's for the worse because now he has no animals, no girlfriend, and he's back in a school hated by the principal. Overall, Daniel was not having a good time in S4. One of the many reasons why Emma puts him back where he was happy. (I would also like to remind everyone that Mia and her previously deceased parents were alive in the new accidental timeline of S4. I believe that Emma also was the cause of this, not only did she unintentionally give Daniel a better life but the same to Mia. And then she restored that life at the end of the season.)

In conclusion, Jemma forever.

But really, I hope someone reads this and enjoys or sees the situation from both sides and how they weren't really a good couple. Kind of doomed in the end when you think about it. I mean the girl loves butterflies and he's allergic to butterflies. I don't think the writers were subtle with that one, huh.

[silverfoxstole]

OK. Right. I've sorted my panel photos, which I'll start posting tomorrow (I won't bombard you with them all at once!), so I can get my thoughts straight about yesterday. This is going to be long; sorry! I'll divide it into two parts so that those who want to skip my wittering and just see the pics can.

I hadn't actually thought I'd ever go to a con again; my last one had been back in 2009 and they've got a hell of a lot bigger since then, which sort of puts me off as I don’t really like crowds, and living as I do right down on the south coast they're usually too far away. However, when back at the end of January an ad popped up out of the blue on my Facebook feed informing me that Paul would be appearing at Portsmouth Comic Con (less than ten miles from me) my heart skipped a beat and I started wondering whether I'd be able to go. Of course, there was nothing stopping me but I wasn't keen to go on my own, and I knew my DW-and-anything-else-related-to-scifi-fantasy-etc-hating sister would never agree.

When not long later I saw Sylvester was going to be there as well I mentioned it to my friend P (with whom I’ve attended cons in the past), lamenting that I had no one to go with and not really expecting her to suggest that she try to come down from Manchester so we could go together but to my surprise she did and so the tickets were duly booked. Fast forward to about three weeks ago, unfortunately, and things started to go - literally in this case - off the rails thanks to a driver's strike and then engineering work that meant no trains into Portsmouth for the 11th and 12th and P very reluctantly having to drop out because she wouldn't be able to get down here and back in time for work on Monday. Still wanting to go but not really wanting to do it alone I had no choice but to ask sis to come with me, which she very gamely did and I owe her. Big Time. It’s really not her thing and I know she didn't enjoy it at all. She works in town and made me stand on the outside in the queue in case she saw anyone she knew!

I had been worried about how I was going to react as I do suffer from anxiety and I've not been amongst crowds since before Covid, but much to my surprise I was completely relaxed, even when talking to the guests; I'm obviously long past my 'OMG it's Paul!' phase (thank goodness!) and instead it was a case of 'Oh, yeah, there he is, and Sylv and Sophie (a later addition, and one I'd been hoping for) too.' I don't know whether it's because they're so familiar or I just got used to actors popping in when I worked in a shop near a theatre, but it was easy and I'm so glad! The reflexology session I had in Thursday might have helped keep me calm, too; if you’re feeling tense I recommend it!

I had only previously visited the Guildhall for concerts (sis knows it better as she's had to do presentations to the city council in the past) so it was rather odd to be in there during the day. I have to say that I think they could have put aside more room for the guests as it was difficult to work out who was queuing to see who (ho ho). It was very warm and the setup also made taking photos a bit awkward with people having to dance round each other a bit. We went to see Paul first (of course), and when he clocked me in my NotD cosplay he leaned back, smiled and announced 'It's like lookin' in a mirror!' I honestly can't remember exactly what I said in response to that! Probably nothing that coherent! He asked if I'd made it myself, which gave me a neat opportunity to present the gift I'd made for him: an Eighth Doctor bear and Mr Bush bear.

I think i've wanted to make bears for Paul ever since I put together the first one nearly three years ago, but I never thought I'd get a chance so when I knew I'd be going to the con I started planning. I was originally just going to do the Doctor, and make a Seven bear for Sylvester, but as they were coming to Portsmouth I decided to do Bush as well since I can’t imagine Paul gets a lot of Hornblower-related gifts. Of course, when it was confirmed that Sophie would be there I had to make an Ace bear too and here they all are before I packed them up yesterday morning, sitting on the bags i'd also run up to put them in (not pictured, my terrible embroidery name tags to help me tell who was who):

I'll do some more detailed posts so you can see them properly another day, but I was so pleased with they way they turned out that it was really hard to give them up! At least I knew they'd be going to good homes!

When I gave Paul the bag he just looked at me in surprise and went 'Is that for me? Can I open it now?' and there was a smile on his face as soon as he saw what was inside. 'That's my career! Doctor Who and Hornblower!' He absolutely loved them, couldn't believe I'd made them and told me 'I have a room where I keep all the gifts I've been given, and these are going to take pride of place.' I couldn't wish for more than that! Well, maybe a photo of him with them but it was busy and I didn't like to ask and possibly hold things up. I hope he's found the alternative Dark Eyes outfit that I added for Eight bear as I had some fabric leftover from my jacket; the sonic for that one took a bit of ingenuity!

He asked about my costume again while we were getting into position (for want of a better term) for a photo and commented that so many people are paying someone to make their cosplays now and spending a hundreds of pounds, something I'd guess he finds quite astonishing given the incredulous look on his face when he said it. I could be wrong, but I got the impression that he likes to see what different fans have come up with; there are a lot of people who seem to be patronising Steven Ricks since Paul got his remade costume last year, which I can understand because the man is a brilliant tailor, but sometimes it must be a bit like seeing clones.

Jen took the photo and we were about to leave it there but then this strangely confident person I found inside me asked Paul a question:

‘Can I be cheeky?’

‘Sure.’

‘Can I give you a hug?’

‘Of course!’

Well, if you don’t ask, you don’t get! (says the woman who hates asking for things in shops) He gives very good hugs. 🥰

I did manage to let him go (it wasn’t easy!) and he thanked me again for the bears before we moved on to see Sophie, which involved going round to join another queue in the same small space. Confusing? Yep!

I don't know who here has met Sophie Aldred but you should because she is so, so lovely. Ace has always been one of my favourite companions and I was so pleased when I saw she would be coming. I'd already started an Ace bear with the intention of giving it to Sylvester with his, but of course that got changed and Sophie was smitten. She looked really closely at it, remarking on the little details - 'Oh, it's even got the plait. And a rucksack and baseball bat!' - and sat it proudly on the corner of her table, where I assume it stayed for some of the day. Apparently it's the best Ace bear she's ever seen - you can't get a better accolade than that! (My head was swelling somewhat by this point, by the way. I don't like to blow my own trumpet but I don't often get so many compliments, and never in such a short space of time, so i hope you can forgive me for including them.)

Last but not least, of course, there was Sylvester, which meant another queue in the same space, which was just daft as because their tables were next to each other you didn't know whether people were waiting for him or for Paul. I'm sure that could have been organised much better than it was. In the same section there were also two chaps who had somethng to do with Star Wars who weren't getting much attention at all which was a bit awkward. They haven't gone back today and I can't blame really them.

I've wanted to meet Sylv for years and he didn’t disappoint. He liked the fabric the bag was made from because its starry night pattern was similar to his waistcoat, which admittedly was why i bought it in the first place. When he got it open and saw what was inside he said 'Oh! I'm a little bear! That’s lovely!’ and when I said I'd made one for Sophie too leaned round trying to see it on Sophie's table. I half wish I'd made a set of both for each of them now but that might have been overkill, and I would have needed a rucksack of my own to transport them all; my bag was full to bursting as it was. Maybe if I see them again I’ll give Sophie a Doctor bear and Sylvester an Ace. As it stands I am so, so pleased that all three of them liked something I'd made so much, and Sylvester and Sophie were both also taken with the cartoons of the Seventh Doctor and Ace that I asked them to sign.

Phew! If you've reached the end of this, well done! I know I have tendency to ramble on and I commend your stamina! I'll put the photos in a separate post but I was one happy camper, especially as just afterwards i got another compliment on my costume and was asked to pose in the TARDIS! We didn't stay the whole day as it was hot, I'd pretty much seen what I wanted to (the Doctor Who 'exhibition' was just a few monster replicas, most of which weren't that good, unlike the really impressive experience they had last year for the 60th and which I would have loved to see. And there were no daleks! My ambition to hug a dalek sadly remains unfulfilled *sniff*) sis had developed a headache, but I'm very glad I went. 😀

[agentnatesewell]

hello lovely mar!! i just read "they saw you in my written words" for the first time and i just wanted to say what a wonderful writer you ❤️ i love how you write nate and suri is just an absolute goddess

a question! i have never seen bridgerton before, but that regency art of N & A got me thinking. do you have any thoughts or headcanons about if nate & suri had met in a similar setting? 😌

Bree!! I am literally just sitting here with my jaw on the floor! Thank you so much for reading ‘they saw you in my written words’ and sending me this very, very sweet message!

I am floored!! Blushing!

And thank you so, so much. Nate’s always been a little bit tough for me to try to figure out writing wise, but it was really fun writing him and Suri together. I think about them all the time, and it was nice to put them together. Especially in that sort of way 🥰

Ah Bridgerton! I loved season two, and I really love Anthony&Kate, and Benedict. So much that I also really love Benedict’s book because of his love, Sophie Beckett (who is a maid, and I really, really hope she’ll be on season four!)

As for Regency Nuri! I’ve had a few thoughts!

* Nate would be a member of the gentry, still. Surina would be the daughter of a dowager titled woman (Rebecca) and they both participate in society. While the others learned the more common second languages like French and Latin and Italian - I think they both knew Arabic (and he would know more, such as the tongue of his biological father — I assume Mama and Papa Sewell in this AU) . But that was a draw for them both (they would have known each other before the official debuts)

- And in true historical romance fashion, of course the titles and succession might be smudged, just a little bit

* For fun, because they knew they loved each other even before debuts, I imagine - in true historical romance fashion - they get up to some sneaky things, and do a lot of fun sneaky things. Do they get caught? Well, if they did, they were wanting to get married anyway!

* I went to a butterfly garden today in the afternoon and it was just lovely. It made me think that N’s family probably had a stunning orangery and grounds, and that’s also a headcanon!

* Before we were told that N’s family was part of the gentry, rather than the peerage (titled), I hc’d (with a friend) that Nate and Suri eloped because she quoted Violet Bridgerton saying that rakes make the best husbands and Nate agreed (not that he still couldn’t be a rake but I don’t think so at all)

One of these days, it is my goal to play around with a Nate and Suri historical/modern romance and see where that goes (actually the thoughts are very angsty but I’ve been enjoying doing some mental plotting)

Ah! Thank you SO much! You’re so sweet and wonderful to take time out of your day to send me such kindness! I am so, so glad you’re here with us!

I loved your Adam fic so much! We were on a road trip that day you posted and I couldn’t wait until we got to our destination so I read in the car! It was amazing!!

[fluidstatick]

I'm rewatching Sophie's day 3 stream of blsmp and I just got smacked in the face with an offhand bit of lore that I don't think anyone else spotted. I can't find a discord channel or subreddit or anything else specific to dump my thought process into, so I'm just chucking it here. Spoilers for Balloon SMP - particularly Team E - and a wild stab at conjecture, under the cut.

Socks finds Team E's base after wandering around for three hours, and while everyone is making plans and trading information Sophie asks about the Globber, the Enyyts, and the hands. Socks says she saw "A bunch of hands hopping around near a crafting table, and one of them pointed in [team E's] direction." She followed the pointing and ended up at Claire's fishing spot.

The hands helped Socks make it to Team E as early as day two. On day one, they only started attacking Team E when Milk Ape and Bailey attacked first, and they never showed up at Team E's base after that. Sure, they tried to get into the house, but what if they hadn't been attacked? Maybe they were a welcoming committee, helping hands; they dropped very tasty food, and material for a wet shovel, which would have been very useful for underwater digging. Would the hands have defended the house if they were welcomed peacefully? Did they want to help the teams navigate to each other? We may never know.

Speaking of day one - I'm still sad about The Globber. It didn't attack anyone, only the birds did; Its HP bar was white. It looked like a deshelled raw lobster tail shrouded in runes. In real life, whale corpses that wash ashore are called globsters. The rune birds ate it slowly. If it had been left alone, maybe the rune birds would've eaten enough of it to become corporeal, and maybe helpful? There were fish near where it landed that were also runes, and Claire could catch them, but they only dropped rotten flesh. If she didn't catch them, and the globber had landed in the river to become whale fall, maybe they would have been beneficial too.

The Enyyts' HP bars were white, and their balloons were floating up and away from the Caldera, not toward it. When shot down, they didn't defend themselves, just sat in the water and drowned. Nobody's figured out what the Critical Mass can do - one of them is a coffee table now - but if the Ennyts had been dropped on land and left alone, could they have defended players from hostile mobs somehow? That big cyclops eye reminded me of an Ender eye; I'm wondering if they could stare down and attract Endermen, so players could farm ender pearls for Ender chests.

After those first couple of days, the balloons only brought vanilla mobs, and very rarely hostile ones - mostly edible animals, villagers, occasionally hostile mobs at night. When Bailey was revived the first time, a cloud of red balloons met them in the sky, not far from Sophie's body, carrying fish - were the balloons welcoming Bailey back to the living? Were the red balloons collecting hellium to keep the blue balloon at bay, and keep the server safe? When Gibson nuked the Caldera, the sky turned red, and several people suggested they were inside a balloon - Could that have been the souls of the Caldera rushing to protect the teams from the gaze of the blue balloon?

When a player dies, there's a hole in the sky. I forget who, but someone (Kuu? RenoBee?) told Holly that at one point, while they were dead, they flew up into the hole in the sky and saw what was really going on. Holly didn't stick around to find out what they meant by that,

Now that Sophie's sacrificed herself to the Hellium, the sky is blue. Gibson and Bailey commented on how much they wish Sophie could see it. At one point during Gibson's day 25 stream, I noticed two giant eyes in the sky instead of just one.

When Katy and Gibson held an impromptu meeting at an intersection on the nether highway, Kuu interjected at one point, insisting that Sophie isn't dead. Katy said she thinks the comment was just Cope, but Kuu has been several different colors now. I haven't watched his streams yet, but that guy's got secrets, and maybe even more than vague old Gandalf.

On day 14, Holly mentioned that "Shelly says the win condition may have changed." It's not about the End anymore. I think it's about finding and destroying the blue balloon, so the red balloons don't have to deflate more mobs to keep it at bay.

I also don't think the white whales clustering all over the SMP map is an Alex's Mobs glitch. I've run that mod before, and did so for almost a year. I saw a white whale listed in the encyclopedia, but none ever spawned on my map. I think the obscene number of white whales are a message. I think something is trying to tell everyone -- This could have been a peaceful and prosperous world, but you chose fear and violence, and now your luck is a cancer that will destroy you.

When Sophie fell into the Hellium and met The Mother, she saw herself with massive black wings, spotted with the Eyes of Tragedy. I think it's a hint. The Mother said "you will all be reborn." Gandalf hasn't said a word against the balloons. Neither has Serpy. Everyone on the server has seen or experienced something that they can't express effectively, and I think it all goes back to the note Bailey gave to Sophie on day seven - Follow the Blue Balloon - and what her doppelganger said at the end of that day: We came out of the sky.

I don't think the doppelgangers were meant to read as a threat. I think they were trying to explain to people that they're friendly. Bailey's doppelganger only started to howl and screech and chase Sophie when she threatened it on day seven, and on day eight it screamed when it saw her It stretched terribly, like it was being pulled tight. I think something was trying to snatch Fake Bailey into the sky before it could befriend Sophie. I think the reason it possessed her later on - "what's wrong? what's wrong?" - was that it wanted to make peace and explain itself, and it knew that Team E trusts Bailey's judgement.

I think the real villain of this SMP isn't the balloons, red or blue, yellow or otherwise. I think it's communication failure.

I think the Hellium has been improperly labeled. I wonder if it's actually Healium.

[stormingfrost]

Wonders of the Invisible World 

Tags: Body horror, major character death, Implied/Referenced child abuse, original characters, pitch/sandy, Katherine/nightlight

summary: 

Through hundreds of years of strange things happening all over the world, finally someone sees. The Bennett family is now at the forefront of every children's tale - except, now, they learn that these tales are not only real, but much, much darker than they first thought.

For @rotg-halloween day ten: slasher 

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chapter ten: slasher

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The small one didn’t cry. She held his hand, shying away from Katherine. 

They made a pit stop, made a fire, and camped for the night. Nightlight looked up at the sun, judging that it was around noon. 

“You’re still quiet,” Katherine said, sitting next to him. 

He shrugged, smiling. 

He wasn’t a stranger to sharing a body. He inhabited the Shadow but was freed. Then something happened. The battle cost him everything, down to his physical form. 

The boy he found was a perfect host. Mischievous and fun. Caring about those around him. 

This time it was different. This time, the boy was in control. He lived for fourteen years in the backseat, watching with annoyance as the boy had an unremarkable life. He wasn’t like the Shadow, who simply was just trapped by him. 

When the boy drowned, Nightlight begged for Manny to save him. He didn’t want to die. He couldn’t find another host in time for his light to not fade. 

Something went wrong. He would only come up, still in the backseat, once a year. He felt Death’s grasp, trying to pull him under like the pond took him under. 

This new transformation cost something. A little soul traded for his own. 

It had to be a child. 

Katherine hummed, handing Sophie her breakfast. 

“I want my mom,” she murmured. 

“Aw, I know. You’ll see her soon, alright? We just have to do something first.” 

There was a new presence. Nightlight looked around, seeing nothing but dead trees and snow. 

“I’m going to get more firewood,” Katherine said. “I’ll be back.” 

Nightlight smiled, turning his attention back to the small one. She was quiet, which made it easier for Nightlight to do this. If she screamed or cried or fought, he would lose his will, and she would get to live. He would die. 

There was a scream. Nightlight jumped up, looking around. The scream echoed. 

“Katherine?” He shouted. 

The boy’s voice echoed back at him. 

Then a snapping. Nightlight frowned. 

So they did come for the girl. 

He dragged Sophie to the noises, hiding as he watched Katherine fight against the wolf. 

Trees whipped around them. Emily Jane had control, raising her fists and yelling. She had a wound on her stomach, blood dripping down into the snow. Another wolf jumped onto her, and she struggled. 

A cold knife was held against his throat. 

“Give me the girl,” Mary whispered. The boy’s impulses wanted to hug the witch. Nightlight snarled, watching as Katherine was dragged away. 

“You don’t want to harm him,” Nightlight said. 

“I will.” 

He let go of Sophie, who ran away and tripped. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl’s mother hold her and cry. 

“You can’t kill me,” Nightlight whispered. “You love me, Mary. I love you. You’re my sister.” 

“Don’t try. I know Jack would never do this.” 

Nightlight turned to face her. 

“You don’t know what it’s like. I lived for three hundred years in a corpse’s body. I was shot and buried. Desperation would make you a murderer too.” 

Mary was glaring at him. He heard Katherine’s voice. He smirked. 

A branch hit Mary, sending her flying. Nightlight flew up, glancing around. 

“Nightlight!” Katherine shouted. He flew down to her, grabbing her. She was limping. 

“Where’s the wolves?” He asked. 

“I threw them in a hole.” 

“Hey!” 

They looked up to see the girl’s mother. A human. Katherine grinned, her smile turning more like Emily’s than her own. 

The woman screamed, light pulsing from her. Nightlight felt a sudden burst of grief. Sadness. Terror. 

He fell on his knees, his eyes tearing up.

“Stop this!” Emily roared, wiping tears away from her face. She controlled a tree, slamming it into the woman. The woman screamed, being flung aside. 

A different scream echoed from behind them, and Katherine ducked as an axe slammed into the tree next to them. 

Vivian, Nightlight realized. The woman who buried him. 

She swung the axe again, but Nightlight rolled aside and whacked her with his staff. 

“Bad zombie!” Andy cried, tearing away the staff. Nightlight growled. 

Katherine got up, forming water in her hands. 

“You were the ones to kill him.” 

Mary jumped down from a tree, latching onto Katherine, and held her in a chokehold. Katherine flailed. 

“Emily!” She wheezed.  

Nightlight dodged another swing from the axe, backing away as Vivian and Andy circled him. The wolves came back, the biggest one carrying the two children. 

“Sleep,” The mother’s voice said, a hand on his shoulder. 

“You feel tired.” 

He did feel tired. 

“Nightlight!” Katherine wheezed, fighting against Mary. “Don’t listen to her!” 

He collapsed, falling onto the ground. It broke underneath him, icy cold water filling his lungs and shock invading his body. The water was angry. The ice was unforgiving. 

It was dark and cold. And he was scared. 

[alaydabug2]

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History Repeats

Chapter three

The war is over. Everyone is happy. Years later, Biana is accepted as a councilor. Only then, does she realize she wants what she can't have. Dex Dizznee. She could step down so they could be together, but progress is finally being made with her on the Council. If she steps down, that could reset all the progress that was done. What will she do? Stay? Leave? Have this affair in secret? Will they end like Kenric and Oralie, two star crossed lovers who fate had different plans? Find out in this story.

(Biana pov)

Biana watched as Dex desperately dashed away. That... was unexpected. Pieces wanted to click together in her mind, but she couldn't let them. That would complicate way too many things. Things she could not be able to even dream of happening now she was councilor.

The best thing she could do now was pretend this encounter had never happened. She had a meeting in the morning with the rest of the council to discuss how she wanted to improve the lost cities. She needed to get her rest.

Rest never came. She kept tossing and turning all night at how the day could have gone if she hadn't been chosen for the council. Would she still feel a deep ache inside of her that she had now? Could Dex have asked her out? Would she have said yes.

The more she thought about it... the more she realized she wouldn't be apposed to the idea.

Her and Dex have had an interesting dynamic throughout their time, knowing each other. He had always been in the background of the gossip circles at school. The, quote unquote, 'weird Dizznee child'.

She had never paid much attention, really. Not until Sophie came along. Even then, Dex had seemed to hold a resentment to her family. It took her a while to realize that was because everyone thought the Vackers were perfect. Meanwhile, the Dizznees were outcasts in society.

After getting over that barrier, they just seemed to... click.

She found that he was quite charming and a gentleman. She found what he could do interesting. Slowly, they started to lean on each other when they didn't get picked to go out on missions.

Biana realized... she wasn't against the idea that he might've asked her out. Oftentimes, she wondered over the years, but things were too hectic to worry about those things.

Her alarm blared. Sleep had not been on her side. She spent most of the night wrapped up in her own thoughts.

Biana got out of the plush, canopied bed and padded across the pink carpeted floor. Naturally, she had inherited Oralie's castle after she had resigned. They had similar tastes- shocker -so Biana hadn't made many changes to it.

Many things had been left behind. When she tried to return it, Oralie told her she could keep it all. She had asked how much she took with her. Turns out it wasn't much.

Oralie had moved to an estate in a medow. Biana had visited once to help her get settled. Much to her surprise, Oralie had ditched all of her frilly gowns. She resembled more of, what Sophie had shown her, Little House on the Prarie.

None of it was necessarily bad. Biana just wondered why the sudden change. At one point, she had asked.

The awnser she was met with was, "I want to forget the past."

That hurt Biana's heart. She knew she had meant Kenric.

Biana reached the closet. She decided on one of the big purple dresses that had been left behind. It really was gorgeous.

Once she was finished getting ready, she headed to the main building of Enternalia. That's where the meeting would be.

Her heels clicked across the crystal floor. It echoed off the walls. She found the silence eerie. Especially since she was the first one to arrive at the meeting room.

Bronte was the next one in. He paused when he saw Biana already in her seat.

He bowed at her. "Councilor Biana. Punctual, I see. I knew you were voted in for a reason. I'm eager to see what direction you'd like to take the Lost Cities."

She got out of her seat to curtsy. "Thank you, Councilor Bronte. It's an honor to be able to be here."

rest of the Council arrived shortly. When everyone was ready, she got up to present her ideas.

She cleared her throat. "Hello, everyone. I want to say I am thrilled to be able to be here with you today. You all picked me because we need change in the Lost Cities. I hope you all are able to keep an open mind as I tell you these."

Most of the Council seemed ready to hear her out, as she explained changes that needed to be done. However, a few interrupted multiple times in objections. After the fifth time Alina interrupted her speech, Bronte had to shut her down.

Some of the topics included the talentless, matchmaking, and pyrokinesis. Majority of them heard her out. A select few, however, were scowling the whole time.

She sat back down once she was finished, quite pleased with herself. Twenty-two eyes stared into her very soul. She wanted to cower, but she held her ground.

Eventually, Bronte spoke, "I think we could work with these. I'm sure your addition to the council will become invaluable."

[sea-owl]

You've written about Eloises running off to Phillips in a variety of scenarios.

Have you ever wondered what would have happened if the women of the family arrived at Romney Hall instead of her Brothers?

Well, that would be an interesting thought, wouldn't it? I think Phillip might be more scared of the women, he doesn't know how to talk to them. He also can't bond with them by getting drunk and talking about Lucy the tavern woman with the big breasts. Though honestly once they all realize that Eloise was in fact fine, and left on her own violation, they probably would try to be a calmer presense around Phillip than the guys.

Hyacinth would definitely follow Gregory's footsteps and punch Phillip in the face first. He might get respite from the other sisters though but that wouldn't make them any less threatening. Daphne and Francesca have been a duchess and countess for years by this point. They know how to command their presence and a room. Both also would outrank Phillip too.

Could you imagine if it was Kate, Sophie, and Penelope that came? Reminder that Sophie is heavily pregnant at this point, but you know what she's got a family member to potentially save so that ain't stopping her. They're marching in, Sophie is waddling. They're not going to resort to physical violence right away because Penelope already suspected that her best friend was up to some tomfoolery. Eloise would never be kidnapped quietly.

I think it would be funnier if the women came into that dinning room, saw Eloise and Phillip, and then sat down like they were supposed to be there the whole time. Some of them are grilling Phillip, some of them are grilling Eloise, both are scared.

I can see both Kate and Daphne taking up Anthony's role in the study scene, maybe they tag team it if both of them are there. They do promise though that Anthony will be having another talk with Eloise once he arrives.

Once he does meet the brothers, I think Phillip will probably have preferred to deal with them rather than deal with the scary women. At least he's familiar with explosive tempers.

[o0owolfwrit3ro0o]

Thoughts about how different The Walking Dead: The Final Season would go regarding Sophie...

@spacedlexi @twdteacakes @pi-creates @thealexchen @badgersighted

This is something I put some thought into before, and that's what would happen if Sophie didn't die and had lived in the Final Season.

(This is really one of the Beta looks for Minerva, but I always imagined this is how Sophie would look if she appeared.)

Suffer the Children - James has an accomplice who goes by the name Frida, never takes off her mask, only talks in a low whisper with very few words. She's also come to believe that there are still people in walkers as she assists James in helping Clementine and AJ survive the night and escort them back to the school.

Broken Toys - Frida isn't with James at first when Clem and AJ look to them for help on the raid, and will show up in the midst of Clem either distracting or killing walkers while James is looking for his mask and takes over by luring them all away. She's not with James when first meeting the kids, but arrives just as they applied the guts on themselves. "Herd is here... Tread carefully... Save friends..."

When Lilly takes AJ and Minerva is arguing with Clem and Violet/Louis, they all hear a loud, "Shhh" and Minerva sees Frida standing just outside the door facing downwards with a finger to her lips, menacingly. Slowly, she takes off her mask and drops it. Stepping through the door and into the light, she reaches for a ballcap, places it backwards on her head and lifts her head up to reveal who she is as she is looking directly at Minerva with a glare, "Hello... Sister."

Everyone is obviously surprised to see that Sophie is still alive. It turns out she's been going by the name Frida because the name is based on the famous artist Frida Kahlo, given how she was known to be an artsy person, and she survived thanks to James and has been traveling with him back to the school all this time while learning to be a Whisperer, but could never muster the courage to return to the school out of fear of how Marlon and/or the Raiders would retaliate if they saw her.

As Sophie approaches her twin, Minerva is in so much shock, she doesn't raise her weapon and barely forms proper sentences together until she tries to justify herself again right before Sophie snatches the crossbow and smacks her down with a backfist, loudly berating her for trying to kill her and choosing the Delta over her and Tenn. She then opens the cell Violet/Louis are in, and Minerva protests saying that she's gonna get them all killed until Sophie bashes her with the crossbow just as Clem is freed. If Louis wasn't saved in the previous episode, he'll watch in pure disbelief. If Violet wasn't saved, she will try to intervene, but is stopped by Clem and Louis. Sophie will then tell them to free the others and get out while they still can, and as for Minerva, she'll say they've got plenty of lost time to make up on as she grabs her twin and starts dragging her away as Minerva is screaming in protest as she fades out in the halls.

Take Us Back - Sophie finds Clem with AJ and Tenn just as the other kids have escaped, and after a brief hug with her little brother, she leads them to the cave with James waiting for them if he survived. Inside, they find Minerva is tied up and bruised by her twin. If James is still alive, Sophie will side with Clem and AJ about killing Lilly, that they did what they had to do and stop him from trying to take AJ, but won't like it when AJ says he liked killing Lilly. If James is dead, she'll be saddened and tell Clementine she should've had AJ kill her when he had her at his mercy, regardless of whatever reason she had not to.

When Tenn sees Minerva, at first he'll wonder why Sophie did this to their sister, and then she'll have Minerva tell him herself what she had done. Tenn will have a hard time understanding why she tried to kill their sister, her own twin, why she never tried to come back to them and had them believing that Sophie died a hero like she claimed. Minerva will then claim that she knows what she did was wrong, but they're all together again and can be a family again. Sophie is quick to berate her on how that didn't seem to matter at all when she chose the Delta as her family and tried to murder her after all her attempts to convince her to escape and get back to their brother. That unlike her, she had given up. Clem can join in the argument either showing Minerva pity or scolding her for stabbing them in the back and for telling her to let the Raiders take everyone. At one point, Clem can even have a choice to hit Minerva hard as payback for cold-cocking her and say, "Hurts, doesn't it?"

Sophie is indecisive as to what she wants to do with Minerva, not really knowing if she wants to kill her or give her another chance because she's her twin even if she doesn't deserve it, and turns to Clementine to hear what she thinks. Clem is then given the choice to either leave her for the walkers or keep her as their prisoner.

After the decision is made, depending on what Clem says to James if he's is still alive, he'll either stay behind to fight off the walkers or leave everyone while feeling betrayed by Sophie. Upon leaving the cave, they'll run into either Violet or Louis, who will then have their own proper reunion with Sophie. She'll even be supportive with Clem's romantic relationship with either of them. And if Minerva is still with them, they'll voice their disappointments in how she lied and betrayed them. And then, upon reaching the bridge, there are many walkers on both sides and the decisions from earlier have their consequences.

Take Minerva as prisoner - Minerva spots an axe, breaks free of her bonds to grab it and Tenn with the axe held to his neck in attempt to take him with her and 'go home' back to Delta, and a fight ensues to stop her while getting across the bridge filled with walkers. This results in Clem getting her leg slashed and Minerva shot in the head by Sophie's remaining bolt. Sophie jumps with Clem over the bridge and Violet/Louis try to get Tenn away from Minerva's dead body as she is being devoured, but he won't budge and the choice to trust AJ with the hard calls or not comes into play as he can either shoot Tenn to save Violet/Louis or tell them to throw him over, but then they get devoured.

Leave Minerva to die - Clem spots an axe and takes it as they try the same tactic with walker guts to get through, but just as they stealthily make it over the truck, Tenn's foot gets stuck through the floor and the noise alerts the horde. While trying to free him and get across the bridge, the choice to trust AJ with the hard calls or not comes into play as he can either shoot Tenn to save Sophie or hesitate just as Sophie manages to save him, but then get devoured.

After the encounter on the bridge, Clem and AJ will then be separated from;

Sophie and Violet

Sophie and Louis

Sophie and Tenn

Tenn and Violet

Tenn and Louis

In the epilogue if Sophie is still alive, she arrives to grab Clem's hat for AJ. And if Tenn is alive, they talk with AJ about how Tenn wants AJ to show him how to be more like him and be less naive. Sophie wanted to hear his thoughts before deciding. AJ can either agree or let him keep being an artist.

If Tenn is dead, AJ will ask if she hates him, have the choice to apologize or justify his decision to save her/Violet/Louis and Sophie ultimately decides to forgive him. They will then see Tenn as a walker. She'll be sad seeing her little brother like this and knows she has to put him down, but doesn't know if she can as she raises her crossbow. AJ can either encourage her, offer to do it for her, or lure Tenn away so she doesn't have to kill him.

Back at the school, Sophie is happy to finally be home with everyone again while trying to get back into painting and is grateful to Clem for all she's done to lead everyone.

Whew! This went on longer than I anticipated it to. But this is all just my thoughts on how it would go if Sophie were still alive and appeared in the game. Let me know what your thoughts are on this and if you have thoughts of your own on how you think the story would differ if Sophie was alive. Follow up question, how likely would you have guessed that Frida was actually Sophie?

[security-chief-odo]

The Gala Job - Chapter 2

Eliot Spencer x Reader

click here for chapter 1

Description: Celebratory drinks with the team, but you can't keep your mind (or your eyes) off of a certain hitter.

• • •

As you entered, the whole team was sitting at a table, Parker and Hardison seated next to each other across from Nate and Sophie, leaving you to sit across from Eliot.

You walked to the bar to get your first drink before settling in next to Sophie. Nate leaned behind her and said “Great work today.”

It wasn’t much, but that little reassurance made you smile. Nate was a good man and it meant a lot to know he thought well of you too.

You both leaned back into the rest of the conversation. As if he had been waiting for his cue, Hardison began detailing the files found on the flash drive.

There was mountains of evidence against Whitehall and Apex. They had been falsifying records, evading their taxes and embezzling funds. This should bring them down for good.

They deserved it. They had hurt so many people.

He deserved it. He almost hurt you.

You glanced over at Eliot, watching the way he subtly wrung his hands together. Those hands could fill your thoughts for days, but the way they pulled against each other portrayed too much stress. He deserved better.

Hardison broke down file after file, detailing every way this company was screwed. This would guarantee they would lose the ongoing lawsuit and get Whitehall plenty of jail time. As you listened to him talk, your eyes drifted around the bar. This pub felt weirdly like home to you. Maybe it was just the people that felt like home.

Conversation started to drift off of the current case and onto past cases. Parker regaling you with stories of theft, that you may have heard dozens of times, but impressed you nonetheless. Sophie detailing some lavish jewelry that she managed to steal.

“I’ll be right back” you said, excusing yourself to go to the bathroom.

As you exited the stall to wash your hands, you saw Sophie by the sink, clearly waiting on you. “So I wanted to ask” she began “are you doing ok? I know Whitehall had you cornered and you seem a little out of it tonight.”

“Sorry to have worried you. I’m ok, just a little lost in thought is all.” You chuckled softly, adding, “In fact, I was enjoying this job until things went south. Whitehall is a terrible gut, but –”

“He was nice to look at?” Sophie chimed in.

“Not my type.” you sighed “The food there though was wonderful. I kind of wish the case had taken a bit longer. Didn’t even make it past the hors d'oeuvres.”

“Not your type?” Sophie asked incredulously. “The man looked like he walked straight in off the runway or straight out of a catalogue.”

You shrugged, “Rich, pretty boys just aren’t my type.”

“You had the undivided attention and admiration of an incredibly wealthy man and all you have to say is that he isn’t “your type?’”

“Well we both know how he got that money, so that’s hardly a selling point.” you tried to laugh it off, knowing damn well why you weren't even slightly enamored by the affections of Edgar Whitehall. Regardless of your moral objections to the man, he never stood a chance.

You both headed back towards the table. You glanced at the table from across the bar, looking at your friends, and perhaps lingering on Eliot longer than you meant to. You heard Sophie add an excited “ Oh!” you turned back to look at her as she continued “He didn’t catch your attention because someone else already has it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Sophie” you tried to brush her off, rolling your eyes as you walked back to your seat.

“Whatever you say” she replied, taking her seat next to you. Hardison continued his story, though everyone at the table was eyeing you and Sophie suspiciously now.

Eliot shot you a curious look. You mouthed “It’s nothing” back at him and hoped that would be enough to get everyone to drop it. You looked back to the table and the moment you caught Parker’s eyes, that hope was lost.

“What were you two just talking about?” She pointed between you and Sophie.

“Nothi–” you tried to rush out before being promptly cut off by Sophie.

“Our Y/N here has a little crush”

You tried to avoid looking at Eliot as you replied “Or Sophie is just jumping to conclusions and has no idea what she’s talking about.”

This didn’t help much as Parker and Hardison took turns asking you rapid fire questions.

“Is it someone we know?” Hardison started.

“Is it a guy?

“A girl?”

“Can we meet them?”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Why haven’t you just asked them out yet?”

“Who is it?”

“That’s enough guys!” Nate snapped at them both.

You mouthed “Thank you” at Nate. You weren’t quite sure they would have backed off nearly as quickly for you.

“I’m gonna go grab another round of drinks.” you said, excusing yourself once again.

Both Parker and Hardison mumbled “Sorry” as you stood up. You know they were just excited. They didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, but as you stood up you caught Eliot still looking at you.

You ordered everyone’s drinks. As the bartender walked away you felt someone walk up behind you.

“I figured you could use a hand in carrying those all back.” Eliot’s voice rang through your ears . Shit.

“I appreciate it.” You thought that if you didn’t bring it up, maybe he wouldn’t either, and the silence you were met with briefly let you believe that.

“So who is this new lover of yours?”

“He’s not my–” you cut yourself off realizing you’d said too much.

“So Sophie was right. There is someone.” He grins, clearly satisfied with himself. “Who is he?”

“Why do you care, Eliot?”

“Because I care about you sweetheart.”

“Not your sweetheart” you retorted.

“Why are you keeping it a secret hun? Is it one of us? It’s me isn’t it?” The joking tone of voice at the prospect of you having feelings for him stung more than it should have. Luckily, this conversation could come to an end as the bartender handed you the drinks.

“In your dreams Spencer.”

“Oh, I’m sure I’m in yours.” He winked at you as he sat down across from you.

The night went on, the topic of your love life no longer being of interest. The team was now discussing plans for hypothetical vacations, and places they legally couldn't vacation. They waxed poetic about dream purchases, and dream thefts.

Nate was the first to leave. He had been nearly dozing off for probably the last fifteen minutes.

Sophie followed him out the door saying “Well, I better make sure I get him home safely before I head home.” The rest of us looked at each other knowingly. She wasn’t heading home. She never did when she took Nate home. They would stagger their entrances the next day to be almost exactly five minutes apart, and, like always, we would all pretend not to notice.

Hardison was the next to stand up, looking at you and Eliot, “I can drive you both home before we head back, if y’all would like.”

“Thanks Alec” you said, gathering your things. The others stood up too, and you all headed out into the cold wintery night together. Hardison took the wheel, while Parker sat shotgun. You and Eliot sat behind them. You glanced up at Eliot to find him already looking at you. It took so much restraint to not just stare into those beautiful blue eyes, but you managed nonetheless.

The van came to a stop a few blocks from your apartment building. Eliot chimed in, looking at you, “This would be my stop, but if you want, I can walk you home first.”

You hesitated for a second, not wanting to make him go out of his way just to walk you home. Maybe it was something in the air, but between that southern accent and his puppy dog eyes, there was never really a chance of you turning him down that night.

You got out, telling Hardison to drive safe. Stepping into the bitter cold, you started to regret letting Eliot talk you into this.

Staring daggers at Eliot as you shivered harshly, you asked “Damn it Eliot. Why Did you talk me into this? It’s so damn cold”

The amusement in his smile as he turned to face you was both the most infuriating and endearing reaction he could have had. It took everything in you to maintain your anger, if only as your only guard against melting as you looked at him.

Eliot shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. Chuckling, he added, “You know, you’d be a lot warmer and maybe less grumpy if you dressed for the weather.”

You tried to laugh off the butterflies forming in your stomach as you sunk into his jacket, “Then why is it that you’re always so grumpy?”

He rolled his eyes at you and you walked in contented silence until you approached your building. “Let me walk you to your door?” he offered.

“Yeah, come on up.” You led the way up a few flights of stairs, had you looked back you would have seen Eliot Spencer, international criminal, looking at you with a look of pure softness. You didn’t look back, and you didn’t see a thing.

Faster than you had hoped, you reached your door. “This one’s mine. Thank you for keeping me company El. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” He started to turn away as you put the key in your door, then you felt his hand gently grab your wrist as he said “Wait, Y/N. I wa—”

You cut him off, “Oh shit, your jacket.” You started to slide it off your shoulders as he looked at you in confusion.

“No, not that sweetheart.” He laughed nervously looking at the ground. “What I was trying to say was that I like you Y/N. I think I might even love you.”

“That isn’t funny Eliot”

“What? I wasn’t trying to be funny”

“Eliot, I don’t know what Sophie told you, but this isn’t funny. Yes, I have feelings for you, hell, my heart races everytime I look at you, but I can push past that. I don’t need your pity or for you to pretend to have feelings for me.”

Stepping closer, he gently grabbed your face. Mere millimeters from your lips he whispered, “Darlin’, I ain’t pretending and I sure as hell don't pity you. I want you to be mine, if you’ll have me.”

Hesitating for just a moment, you steadied yourself with a hand on his chest and you kissed him. It was a chaste, tender kiss. You pulled away with a groan of disapproval from Eliot.

You unlocked your door before looking back at him, “Are you coming?”

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Smut in chapter 3!

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My "The Nun" head canons because im desperate

Because I still haven't moved on with the maurine (yes I made them a ship name) ship these are my head canons a.k.a tweaks to the movie to make them get together🥲

In the first movie:

☆ Irene is not a nun, but only a helper or has connections with the church.

☆ She was only called because the church knew that of her visions.

☆ During this time, Irene was wondering if she would start becoming a nun since the other sisters at the convent where she was staying we're trying to convince her to be one.

☆ When Irene and Father Burke met, Irene told him what I wrote above, so when they went to Maurice's house to ask about the abbey, Burke lied to Maurice to back off because "Irene is a nun"

☆ Irene still took vows from Burke when they were about to fight the final boss/fight, but since it wasn't official and Burke was the only one with a position in the church that was there during that moment it doesnt count!! (Let's just say that when they got back, the church didn't allow it ;) )

☆ Since Irene isnt a nun here, the "Thank you for saving my life, Maurice" SCENE IS MORE IMPACTFUL

☆ In the last scene, Irene revealed to Maurice that she really wasn't a nun but she was just planning to🤣

Second movie:

☆ Okay so when Valak was there in the climax scene in the first movie, they actually didn't possess maurice!

So how did they go to boarding school?

Valak still has another portal but is inactive, which made it's barriers there weak, but since their main portal was closed in the first movie, Valak then went to that other inactive portal. There, one after another, Valak possessed innocent people, (after Valak posseses another person, their last vessel dies kind of thing) so the scene where the church noticed that people were dying left and right in the churches still happens, up until Valak makes their way to the boarding school where the eye of saint lucy is placed!

☆ So who gets possessed in part 2?

ITS THE TEACHER MWAHAHAHA (I kinda have beef with her character smh, but I think it's kinda appropriate that she gets possessed, im not quite sure how that happens but take it as it is! This is my head canon😭)

☆ Since it was the teacher who was possessed, she manipulates Maurice not to interfere with what Valak is trying to do BY SHOWING THAT SHE WAS KIND AND DEFINATELY NOT POSSESSED so that Maurice would not be suspicious of her, so expect some back and fourth scenes with the four characters in the movie.

☆ During the train flashback scene, SINCE IRENE DIDN'T BECOME A NUN, THERE IS MORE TENSION BECAUSE THEY BOTH ARE HAVING REGRETS FOR LEAVING SINCE THERE HAS BEEN SPARKS BUILDING UP BETWEEN THEM THAT ITS OBVIOUS ENOUGH THAT THEY BOTH THINK THAT THERE MIGHT BE SOMETHING THERE BUT DID NOT PERSUE EACH OTHER because Maurice was leaving and went to look for a job far from the church since he still is traumatized 🤩😭😭😭

☆ After that Maurice went looking for a new job and found it at the boarding school and the rest of the movie happens exactly the same.

☆ At the end of the movie, THE TEACHER DIES SO THERE'S NO ONE TO GET POSSESSED BY VALAK AGAIN AFTER A WHILE

(okay maybe I do have beef with her character.. ONLY because, if you really think about it, if the teacher wasnt there, and it was only sophie who was with maurice, THERE LITERALLY IS LITTLE TO NO DIFFERENCE WITH THE MOVIE)

☆ BUT— Maurice would still almost die and the thank you for saving my life scene happens AGAIN BUT MUCH MORE IMPACTFUL BECAUSE THERE IS A KISS AT THE END YESS!!!!! SWEET VICTORY!!!!!! WOHOOO THE SHIP HAS SAILED!!! After Irene kissed Maurice, maybe frenchie would even say "You even cut your hair after I left" (because yes, when i saw that irene had short hair for the movie, i immediately thought that she was broken hearted after they parted ways Hshshsh🫠) and Irene just laughes at him AND THE MOVIE ENDS HAPPLY EVER AFTER!!!!

It is cliché, but then again— it's my head canon😭

If there are any writers out there who miraculously gets inspired to write for them because of this, DO IT PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU 🙏

[somecallmejohn]

Random thoughts on Wish

Since I generally make lots of posts about Wish, either because of something I thought or cause of an ask, I thought I’d share some random thoughts that I’ve either shared before or that I don’t feel like they deserve their own posts

It’s the first animated movie in a long time whose Greek dub I really liked just as much as the original one. Maybe it’s that I’m older or whatever, but most modern Greek dubs don’t seem to have the quality they once had where the voices just matched the characters and sometime around 2017 and onward I just stopped watching movies in Greek unless I was at the cinema and they stopped showing the subtitled version. Granted Disney movies were usually the only ones with a decent dub and some really good ones like in Luca, Moana and Coco, but still they weren’t the same as the dubs for older movies like Hercules, Hunchback of Notre Dame, Aladdin and Mulan whose dubs are so good that I can’t watch them in their original dub and with Wish I often switch from one dub to another. I’d also argue that the Greek version of “This is the thanks I get” is better (sorry Chris Pine)

Speaking of songs, I actually really like the songs in the movie(except for “You’re a star”, I don’t like that one). Granted this movie’s soundtrack isn’t one of the best ones like Encanto’s, Frozen 2’s or Hunchback’s (or literally any from the renaissance movies), but I still like it fine. This wish, this wish(reprise), Knowing What I Know Now and At All Costs are songs I like to relisten to even when I’m not watching the movie

I forking hate Valentino, he’s like if they took Olaf from Frozen 2 and multiplied him 10 times and combined them into one character and he makes way too many butt and fart jokes than there need to be in a Disney movie. If I were to ever do my own rewrite I’d delete him completely.

Id like to remind to the people who prolly weren’t paying attention to the movie (you know who you are) that Asha suggested Magnifico to return the wishes he wasn’t going to grant, she never suggested him to grant them all, she just wanted people to have a chance to make their own dreams come true and not live without the most important part of themselves, because again wishes aren’t just some piece of clothing that you can give away and never miss (despite what she said earlier in the movie because she didn’t know how big their importance was and she just lived believing the partial truth Magnifico gave to the world) but they’re literally part of one’s soul and yes they did give the wishes willingly but under the promise that they would be granted but even if there wasn’t any promise Magnifico withholding the most important part of each citizen of Rosas like he’s some hoarder doesn’t make it any more ethical either and him being (implied) traumatized still doesn’t make what he did right, especially the things he did after he for his ego bruised by a 17 year old. Also before any of his defenders reblog to argue, why don’t you tell me first about how Ariel was a selfish brat who should have paid the consequences of the deal she made and that Ursula was the real hero of The Little Mermaid because she was so kind as to give Ariel a chance to be human.

I’m 70% certain that if the movie was about 20-30 minutes longer, it would have been better as one of the issues I personally saw is that things were happening too fast and plot points felt rushed.

The 7 teens should have had more screen time considering how much they were marketed as well.

I’m fine with the fact that Amaya didn’t end up as a villain, I really like her as she is in the movie.

I think Asha and Starboy work better as a Peter Pan and Wendy type of duo rather than a (movie)Howl and Sophie where there’s an implied romance, but ultimately they’re not meant to end up together but still work great as a duo,

I lowkey wonder why Asha and the teens hang out with Gabo, he doesn’t seem like a fun person to be around with his constant pessimism tbh

I genuinely believe that despite its flaws, it’s not a bad movie

I also believe that in like a decade and a bit, that it’s gonna be looked at more fondly like Treasure Planet, Atlantis and Black Cauldron are

Bazeema and Hal’s designs are so pretty it’s a shame they didn’t have more screentime

Those are enough for now, of if I think of more I might do another one.