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pandorasword · 2 years ago

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why am i like the only one rooting for chaeri and hongjoong 💀

can we get more chaejoong pretty please?

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

CHAERI'S MASTERLIST

「 Hey! As I said in other posts, my goal was to get a deeper look into their relationship too so thanks for asking, I'm gonna use this as a chance to do that! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it ♡ 」

A look through Chaeri and Hoongjoong's relationship

დ The party

To Chaeri, that could be called the event of the year. The party she would never give up attending, no matter what the conditions or time of year. Every year, all (or most) idols born in '98 would meet to party, and she, born in the last but one week of December, barely missed it. Actually, one of the main hosts of the event was her. Being among so many co-workers, free from cameras and paparazzi made her feel excited and free. It was early 2022 when yet another reunion was organised in one of Seoul's most discreet and exclusive hotels, which would welcome them all night long. Although she loved the occasion like few others, she was very moody that year. Her relationship with Jungkook had been over for years now, and despite the constant back and forth between them, that period seemed to have really put a stop to the whole situation. She couldn't blame him for dating other girls, she was in no position to do so yet it made her feel terribly uncomfortable. When he and the rest of the maknae line asked her if they could go with her to the party, even though they weren't part of the required age group, she told them not to follow her because she had a date to attend there. Not that she really did, she just wanted to make her ex-boyfriend feel the same way she felt. She should have known that a couple of hours after the party started, Jungkook and Taehyung would still show up. Saying she was angry was an understatement. Had they come to check on her and her hypothetical date?

You could call it a sign of destiny that Hongjoong was just a few steps away from her then. Chaeri's brain didn't take long to process what she was going to do next: They wanted to keep an eye on her during her date? Well, they were going to watch her date then

"Pretend to be my date" "What?" "Pretend to be my date" "Sure, I can... I can do that. But why?" "Does it matter?"

The night, a summary

჻ Seonghwa shocked ჻ Hongjoong shocked ჻ Seonghwa deciding to leave them alone, earning a glare from his captain ჻ "I'm sorry to take you off guard, I hope you don't feel forced to do this" - "Oh no, not at all. It's a pleasure to help you" ჻ JOONG ALMOST BOWED ჻ "Don't bow, you're my man tonight" ჻ His heart missed several beats in response ჻ "Your man should get you something to drink, to be worthy of that title" - "I see we are on the same wave"

჻ Alcohol and sparkling cocktails made things less awkward

჻ They ended up on a small sofa in the corner talking about this and that, without Chaeri feeling the need to let members of her group look at her

჻ "When you came three years ago to congratulate us during MAMAs, I thought I was dreaming" "It's just a feeling that every celebrity who's been in this industry for a while makes you feel" "Your reputation precedes you but at then I didn't think 'Wow Chaeri from BTS is here to congratulate me' but rather 'This beautiful and talented girl is smiling at me as if we've known each other all our lives' That's… that's what I felt."

჻ Was he trying to flirt? Definitely. Was he doing it on purpose? Absolutely not.

჻ "Oh Lord, this is my favourite song. C'mon, let's dance"

჻ Hongjoong trying to politely decline

჻ "You are dancing in front of thousands every day and you feel anxious about dancing with me?" - "Ok… but let's dance this one only"

჻ They danced all night long

჻ "So… this fake date thing extends beyond tonight?" "You want to be my man for a few more nights?" "I would never back down from helping a girl out." "Ah that's it, all about kindness" "All about kindness"

჻ All about kindness my ass

დ How the fake dates became not fake at all

჻ "Are you flirting with me?" "Would that be a bad thing?" "No." "Then yes, I'm flirting with you" "So brave of you, Hongjoong. I didn't think you were so bold." "There's a lot about me you don't know yet" "Show me then"

჻ "It's hot when you talk back" "Really? Many men find it intimidating" "Not the right men for you" "And you would be the one?" "You wish, don't you?"

჻ "I am quite sure that to make this more realistic we have to work harder" "What do you want to do?" "Kiss you"

჻ “You need to stop kissing me like you mean it; I’m going to read into things wrong and end up breaking my own heart” "Stop pretending, then" "Do you want us to put an end to it?" "Or maybe a start"

დ Media exposure

დ The first time BTS react to Chaeri and Hongjoong as a couple

audio on! ⃕

დ Hongjoong's first appearance on an award show after his relationship with Chaeri was made public, in which he was showered with congratulations

დ Ateez talking about everyday life with Chaeri

დ Chaeri and Hongjoong interacting on social media

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rowniebow · 2 years ago

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and they were roommates | peter parker x male!reader | 3/7

summary: microwave, pancakes, and a mother.

pairings: tasm!peter parker x male!reader

cw: death and cursing but idk does there really need to be a cw for cursing

word count: 2.9k+

an: i hope someone is liking this as much as i am haha...

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"what is this?"

you glanced over your shoulder and the back of the couch to find peter sitting at the island of your shared kitchen staring at the television screen. you wondered when he got there and how you didn't notice him watching with you.

"a movie."

"what movie?" he rolled his eyes a bit at your response.

"forest gump," you shoved the popcorn you had made into your mouth. "you've never seen it?"

"no, why?"

"it's a classic!"

"aunt may and uncle ben weren't the biggest on family movie nights."

you shrugged a little, and patted the seat next to you on the couch. when he sat and made himself comfortable, you silently offered the popcorn to him, which he denied.

the last half of the movie that he had joined you for was enjoyed by the two of you in a comfortable silence.

when the movie finally ended, peter glared at the credits. "that was nice, i guess, but why is it a classic? it's no star wars or lord of the rings-" his eyes fell away from the scrolling words and onto your slouched body.

your body uncomfortably drooped over itself, your chin falling to your chest. peter almost winced from the pain it looked like your neck would be in if you stayed like that for much longer.

he, gentle and smooth as ever, slowly snuck the popcorn bowl from your hands and quietly sat it on the coffee table. he fetched a pillow and throw blanket from your room, propping the pillow on the arm of the couch. he gently pushed you over and onto the couch into a more comfortable fashion, hand on the side of your face to monitor how fast you fell onto the pillow. he laid the blanket out over your body, tucking you in and silencing the television before it could wake you.

he let out a heavy sigh when he watched you cuddle yourself into the couch-bed he had made you. he was practically sweating trying to make it all okay enough for you. he glared at the time, finding it to be awfully late, as per usual with him.

he tip-toed his way to his own bedroom, his sights lingering on you from his doorframe.

⭒⭒

peter awoke on a bright sunday morning to find you at the island, enjoying a bowl of extremely sugary cereal that he remember very vividly criticizing you for, even though it was his guilty pleasure cereal and he just so happened to be trying to eat better at that moment and was just mad that they stayed tempting him in the cupboard.

"these are so bad for you, y/n."

"you say that like i care."

"well- you should! your body is a vessel. everyone should take care of their body."

"if you're seriously trying to talk me into eating plain ass cheerios with you... some battles you have to fight on your own, peter, and your bland cereals is one of them."

"i'm not! i just think you should be more mindful of your cereals."

"you only live once, parker."

"you won't be living long at all with that big ass bowl."

today, peter thought, he'd join you in the short happy life club with your unhealthy cereal and got himself a bowl.

"oh, peter!"

"yes?" he spoke absentmindedly as he poured himself the cereal then milk groggily.

"i've been forgetting to tell you all week: i have to leave soon for a while. i'm not sure when i'll be back but i shouldn't be too long."

peter couldn't help but let his neck snap so he could look you in the eyes. neither of you had gone any where for an extended period of time since you two moved in.

"what? where are you going?"

"ah, my mom is sick in a hospital in jersey, so i'm gonna go be with her."

peter looked over your face, jaw nearly dropping at your unmoving features. "y-your mom is in the hospital? i'm sorry, are you okay?" his voice was weirdly soft, a caring part of him you hadn't seen before

you almost laughed at his words, "yeah, i'm fine, thanks."

peter thought over your actions for a moment. he quickly came to the realization that this was, yet another thing, that he didn't know anything about of his roommate of nearly seven months now. frankly, he didn't even know you had a mom. he assumed not since you told him you've been moved out since so young. did you have a dad, too?

"w-what is she sick with?"

you looked up at peter. seemingly shocked at his interest.

"she - well, she's had cancer for a year or two now. the doctors told me she's on her way out." peter looked at you and your features, at how nonchalant you were despite the gravity of this conversation. he looked as though he were studying you with wonder under a microscope. "i shouldn't be gone more than a week."

peter wanted to ask why you seemed to not care so badly.

you were tempted to tell him without him verbally asking (his expression really gave away his thoughts).

you only smiled, though, deciding to play oblivious.

and peter saw your smile, your genuine smile, and let his thoughts move along to the fact that you'd be gone for about a week.

you would be gone.

peter expected himself to be giddy at the thought of the apartment all to himself. he expected to have butterflies in his stomach out of excitement for you to be no where around for days straight.

he furrowed his eyebrows, however, when he felt his stomach swell with sickness at the thought. his chest became heavy and suddenly it was as though he was heaving to breathe.

you would be gone.

"are you already packed, then?"

"yes,"

"are you going to catch a cab to the airport?"

"yes,"

"do you want me to come with?"

"come with me to see my mother die?"

"sure! or just the cab ride, if you want?"

silence.

"for safety, of course."

"i think i can handle myself, pete. thanks, though."

peter's eyebrows were knitted together, creases clawed at his skin.

"are you-," you giggled to yourself a bit. "is peter parker going to miss me?"

"fuck no. i'm going to be living my dream while your gone!" lies.

"oh yeah?"

"for sure. i'm going to bring all my friends over and we'll party and make a mess on your bed." lies.

"really now?"

"absolutely." lies. lies lies!

"okay, i'm sure excited to hear about all zero of your friends hanging out and making a mess out of my bed when i get back."

you gathered your dishes and washed your bowl and spoon.

"i'll see you when i get back! have a good time with your zero friends!"

"yeah, whatever." he grumbled.

your footsteps disappeared down the small entrance hallway and out of the door along with your voice wishing one last goodbye.

peter looked around the now empty and silent apartment.

the time was two twenty-three, mid afternoon. he had woken up a lot later than usual, a lot later than you and he could tell.

the apartment was practically spotless. dishes, done and put away (other than the bowl and spoon you used). floor, swept and vacuumed. couch, fluffed pillows and peter's favorite throw blanket sat along the back. coffee table, wiped down and television remotes sat symmetrical with the sides. the microwave, still dirty but he was well aware of the silent protest you two had over it so he never considered that.

you went through the effort of cleaning the apartment so it would be nice for him while he was gone.

peter finally groaned into the silence. it had been less than a minute and it was already unbearable.

and that pissed him off.

he couldn't go one minute without you here in the apartment. jesus christ. he made his way to his room, ready to angrily blast his comfort playlist, abandoning his forgotten bowl of sugar on the counter.

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throughout the week you were gone, peter was angry.

he found himself yelling into his mattress when he found himself craving the song you always play on repeat. he found himself yelling even more when he couldn't remember the name of it, and he was not about to text you to ask.

he found himself sitting at the island alone, grimacing at the taste of his pancakes because they were so bad compared to yours. he didn't know what he did wrong to make them so bad, he used the exact same two dollar box mix that you did.

he found himself sneaking into your room to light the candle that you always had going, that was very against the rules your landlord set for your apartment and peter always scolded you about but you never listened. ("parker if you think that man gives a shit about anything other than our rent you are insane,").

he found himself rewatching movies he had never seen before living with you. forest gump, wizard of oz, home alone. you judged him a lot for not seeing these before. you even watched some of the horror films, despite not liking horror, just because they were your favorite.

and peter? man, peter was mad. the thought never left his mind: why does he want you home so bad? were you truly that big of an improvement in his life?

maybe peter was just sad that he had to be alone. oh, but he never really had problems being alone before.

he wanted to scream! he missed you. horribly.

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on the seventh day of your absence, peter had grown worried.

you said not more than a week, hadn't you?

are you for sure going to be back today then?

did something happen?

should he check the news?

were you okay?

his eyes were glued to the news on the television for hours. his lips were gnawed raw.

he, honestly, hadn't even realized you were consuming his thoughts. he went about his day as if this new found obsession was a daily occurrence for him.

in some ways, perhaps it was.

the way you sat on his shoulder in the grocery store, imaginary nagging running through his mind as he sorted through the ice cream flavors.

the way you always seemed to be haunting him in the pictures he captured for work. behind the building, on the power lines, sitting in that empty chair.

the way you cling to his back while he swung through the skies at night. were you going to be up waiting for him all night again (the answer is always yes.)? should he go home early? he knows you have a big day at work tomorrow.

peter didn't think anything of this, though. i mean, you were constantly around him. the two of you, even if it wasn't always positive, never ceased your conversations.

in the mornings rolling your eyes over breakfast.

in the afternoons on the weekends, struggling to deal with whatever rash temperature new york brought into your shitty run down apartment.

up late at night, struggling to watch a movie and instead pointing out annoyances within each other.

it's only natural that you were always in his mind.

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on the ninth day that you were gone, peter had made his decision.

after many hours of careful consideration and contemplation, he has decided to text you.

a small sentence. maybe two. nothing fancy.

nothing to show you at all what has been consuming him the last week.

"are you coming home soon?"

no, no! that's too... desperate, he thought.

"hey, did your trip get extended?"

ew! that 'hey' is too much, good lord.

"come back i need you to go to the store"

...no, that might be a bit too mean.

peter was practically pulling his hair out. why was he so nervous about a simple text, he'd never know. he let his phone fall next to his head, a loud groan pounding it's way through his lips.

he glared at the ceiling of his room, his bedroom door open as if he expected you to come in complaining any moment now.

after several moments of staring at the popcorn textured white sky, he shakily picked his phone back up.

"you okay? thought it was only going to be a week?"

his eyebrows were knitted together at his words. he wasn't happy with them, but he was satisfied.

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you felt your phone buzz in your pocket and lord have mercy on whoever was texting you right now. who could be bothering to interrupt your peace with your self in this one, small moment? a small moment that was meant for you and no one else? a small moment where you could let yourself be?

tears threatened your eyes in frustration as you breathed calming breaths. a shakey hand reached into your pocket, lines of vulgar thoughts running through your head.

peter parker: "you okay? thought it was only going to be a week?"

you nearly threw your phone out of fright. since when did peter text you? you two basically only had each other's information in case of emergency.

was this an emergency? you didn't think so.

you supposed it could have been. you did say a week. peter was probably thinking you had died in some tragedy because of your lack of contact.

your breath stopping nearly choked you.

peter was texting you? he was thinking about you? about when you'd be back?

no, certainly he just hasn't been cleaning or needs groceries. maybe he really did follow through with his threat and was trying to have people over.

what were you to say back, though?

"sorry, i meant to text you-"

no you didn't, don't lie! you didn't think he was giving a second thought about when you'd be back.

"i’m all good, thank you for asking!-"

no, no! thank you for asking? what kind of bullshit fake ass response is that.

"oh i'm great. mother died, see you soon."

you chuckled to yourself a bit at the thought of that one. you personally would laugh at the blatancy but you supposed most people wouldn't appreciate the sour attempt at a joke.

you tapped the phone on your head, attempting to knock a socially acceptable response out of it. a shaken breath concluded your thoughts, assuring yourself that whatever response given would be brushed over, anyway.

"my fault! i'll be home late tomorrow"

yeah, yeah, for sure. that's very cool, calm, and collected of you. very mature response. absolutely doesn't let anything on at all.

you escaped the broom closet you were hiding in. you left your small moment.

you left your one small moment of peace with your self. a small moment that was meant for you and no one else. a small moment that was meant for being alone, and was infiltrated by peter parker, all the way from new york.

and you weren't mad.

maybe even glad.

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it was extremely late when the door to your apartment creaked open (a new issue about the shit hole to try and solve).

peter had decided to stay home to greet you when the clock struck nine at night and you still weren't back yet. he and decided to refrain from his nightly endeavors.

so when the door creaked open after he had passed out on the couch to the sound of car alarms going off on the street below and light tapping against the window, his sensitive ears perked up and his dizzy body came with them.

he sat up alarmed and saw you immediately (thank god for the front door being a straight shot from the couch).

he saw your tired eyes and new creases between your brows.

he saw your chewed lips that were too similar to his own.

he saw your drenched clothes from the pouring rain and your wet hair.

he saw you as your whole and full self and wanted to run and scoop you up in his arms.

but he refrained, of course.

"h-hey!" he watched you struggle through the door with your small suitcase.

"hi, pete,"

"how was your trip?"

you laughed a bit. you would hardly consider that shit show a trip. "it was fine. did you have your friends over?"

peter saw your tired smile and couldn't help but smile too. "oh yeah, your room is totally trashed."

"great," your dropped everything in the small kitchen. a sigh escaping your lips as you rummaged through the fridge that was oddly full.

peter watched you pull out a box of left over pizza he had the day before... for breakfast.

he missed your pancakes a lot.

"how was your mom?"

"oh, she-you know. passed. that's why i was staying longer than i thought. her funeral was yesterday."

peter didn't understand you. how you were speaking so casually about the death of someone who you were close to - who he assumed you had been close to. but he wanted to understand.

you obviously weren't that close based off of your actions. maybe you were in shock, he thought.

"i’m-i’m sorry to hear that," he tensely watched you, anxiety dropping like a pit when you went to throw your pizza in the microwave.

"yeah- did you-?" you stared into the microwave. "did you clean the microwave?" your eyebrows were furrowed and your face was only accusatory. as if it upset you.

"yeah, i got tired of it." and hand shot up to scratch the hairline on his neck.

"oh, okay," you started the microwave and watched the seconds count down. peter went to say something but you spoke again.

"thanks,"

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peter cleaned the entire apartment, and the microwave, for you as soon as you said you'd be home the next day.

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pumpkinmagekupo · 8 months ago

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Wondrous tails: Shipping/ Bandaging wounds

Thordan was defeated and Midgardsormr flew Mizuki back to Ishgard. Aymeric and Edmont were there to greet her.

Edmont brushed a strand of hair from Mizuki’s face “you look tired, you need some rest.”

Mizuki smiled tiredly “I think that sounds like a good idea.”

Aymeric cleared his throat “then perhaps…you would like to rest at my home?” Mizuki and Edmont both looked at Aymeric in shock. Aymeric’s ears were bright red and it wasn’t from the cold.

“If I am not imposing.. And I would need to fetch some things from home,” Mizuki said, pulling the brim of her hat down to hide her own flushed cheeks. It would be the first time she stayed at Aymeric’s.

Aymeric was excited to have Mizuki stay. They hadn’t had much time to themselves since the beginning of their very stealthy relationship. He made sure everything was in order for her arrival.

“My lord, Miss Mizuki has arrived.” the steward said, bringing Aymeric out of his fifth time of fluffing the pillows. He smoothed his jacket as he hurried down the corridor and a bright smile washed over his face as Mizuki came into view.

She bowed as she spotted him “Thank you for having me. Sorry I took so long-”

“I invited you so suddenly..” Aymeric replied, “Please, come in. Sit. I shall make some tea-”

“My lord, let me sort that.” the steward interjected “it is your job to entertain your guest.” he added with a soft smile. Aymeric’s shoulders slumped in mild embarrassment. He was so anxious about Mizuki staying the night.

They sat by the fire and chatted. Aymeric noticed Mizuki sat up straight and didn’t look comfortable. Did she not wish to come-

“Mizuki..if you are not comfortable staying-”

“No! I mean-” Mizuki sighed and fiddled with the cuff of her jacket “I’m sorry.. I just..I have a few wounds-”

Aymeric’s face went red “I am so sorry! I did not even think of-”

Mizuki chuckled, “Do not worry about it.” she smiled “I was happy that you wished to spend time with me.”

They chatted a little more before deciding to retire to the bedroom. “I shall fetch some warm drinks.” Aymeric said, leaving her for a moment. When he returned with a tray of drinks and snacks, he found Mizuki sitting on the edge of his bed, setting out several poultices and some bandages on the end table. “Are your wounds serious?” he asked cautiously.

“Oh.. it’s nothing serious,” Mizuki smiled “I just need to remember to actually apply the poultice or Y’shtola will scold me again.” she laughed nervously “when I was very strict with Haurchefant about his injuries.”

“Is it a burn?” he asked, remembering how grievous the wound Haurchefant sustained.

Mizuki lifted the side of her shirt “In nature…it is an aetheric burn-” the burn that stretched from her right hip to just below her bosom and curved onto her back and stomach, it looked blue which stemmed from the nature of the burn. “Y’shtola said it might scar… hopefully the scales in that area grow back properly..”

Aymeric was quiet, he had seen the burn on Haurchefant’s arm. And whilst it looked a little better he could still barely lift his shield in his left arm and yet Mizuki had had no time to rest at all. “Does it hurt?” he asked quietly,

“It’s uncomfortable.” she hummed “it feels warm all the time and it feels like the skin pulls if I move a bit quick…but I’ve had worse.. It’ll heal.” she replied with a smile, reaching for the bottle, Aymeric’s fingers wrapped around the bottle too.

“Let me help you.”

Mizuki looked startled and averted her gaze “I- well- I can do it..” she rambled,

“Please Mizuki.” He said gently, she slowly released the bottle.

Aymeric smiled. Mizuki slowly pulled her shirt over her head and held it close to her chest which made Aymeric chuckle. He thought it cute how shy she could be.

He moved to touch the burn but stopped just shy of her skin, he could feel a residual warmth from it.

“Aymeric?”

Slowly Aymeric began to apply the foul smelling poultice to the wound, being very careful to not apply too much pressure. Aymeric studied the burn carefully and as Mizuki shuffled so he could get to the back parts of the burn, his eyes widened, she had so many scars on her back and coupled with some fresh looking wounds too. He moved to put his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. Mizuki tensed “Aymeric!?”

He buried his face into her hair “I know- I know the adventure’s and fights you have endured before dealing with our problems too-” he squeezed her gently “But to see these scars-”

Mizuki sighed deeply.

“I know they’re unsightly…but I’d rather bear these scars than have to mourn someone I couldn’t save.”

He refused to let her go “Pray be more careful my light..” he gently tilted her chin to look up at him “Strong as you are, you are not invincible.” he kissed her gently, her cheeks crimson.

“I’ll do my best….”

Aymeric set to finishing bandaging up her wounds and soon she was snuggled against him, he almost jolted as he felt something coil around his leg. He heard her chuckle “sorry..I can move it-”“It is fine…caused me a fright though.” he admitted. Looking over to her in the bed next to him. I will endeavour to protect her, so she never has to endure such pain again.

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#ramblings of a pumpkin #oc: mizuki #gpose #wondrous tails of ffxiv #wondrous tails 2024 #Bandaging wounds #mild angst #long post #sans actual scars

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year ago

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Hello I wanted to talk to you about something. Would like to hear your opinion on it because I really respect it. So on Twitter Trumanblack was trening lately and I saw people being mad that truman Black came back.

Here's couple of tweets, to show you the perspective:

,He is escaping the reality through this character. Being sincere and open is the way to live life not hiding behing fictional characters. He needs to grow up and realize where his priorities are.

Ofc, we do not know him. His choice, his life.

what the fuck happened matty. I don't understand what you're doing right now. should have left Truman in the trash. I don't get it.

This. It seems he was used to dealing with difficult emotions through avoiding them in stage character (he admitted to this in an interview recently) & he wanted to ditch the character & embrace the emotions/be sincere things maybe got too raw & real so he is back in charakter

I'm sorry this message is so long. I'm just thinking about it all. Do you think 'matty' is gone and he will be acting and all that in the upcoming tour? Cause I wouldnt like it and it won't be good for him too :/

Again sorry this is so long

No, I mean, this is an interesting topic that I think we should 100% get into to "warm up" for the tour. I bet we'll have even more to say once we start getting content from the first new shows in September. (omg not too far away now aaaahhhh), so everyone feel free to chime in, but basically, here is how I think about it ( this is probs gonna be long. apologies in advance. im gonna add a "keep reading" so i dont destroy y'all feeds).

The first thing we need to remember is that Matty's "Truman Black" persona pre-dates the ATVB tour. He's always been "Truman Black." He's always been a jokester, a meme lord, a bit chaotic, a bit sexy, a pastiche or caricature of himself.

The question, then, is why? Why does he do this?

For several reasons. And he's been nothing but honest with us about them.

From as early on as 23 years old, when ST first started blowing up and the boys cultivated a following, Matty became acutely aware of the spotlight and the way that fans idealized and idolized him. Sexually desired him, saw him as this rockstar figure. And it made him uncomfortable because, well, no real human being could live up to such a fantasy, right? That's really what the song "Love Me" is about. He experienced this during album 1 and instantly wrote about it for album 2. like thats how strongly he felt it. He's more eloquent about it than I can ever be, so I'm going to link you to his explanation of "Love Me."

so, as he's pointing out in his explanation, he plays this kinda ridiculous character to "subvert" expectations. right? even in the mv, he has cardboard cut outs of sex symbols and heart throbs like Harry Styles etc. and he takes his shirt off and stands next to them and makes out with them and all that. Usually, the normal rockstar-fan relationship is that we project our fantasy upon the rockstar and the rockstar accepts it obligingly. But Matty's going "well this is really kinda silly, and it makes me feel sooo disconnected from myself if i turn into this person everyone thinks i am, so what am i gonna do? oh I'll just lean into the silliness." so if he can't do the "fake authenticity" of the cliched rockstar, hes gonna do a very authentic fakeness of being loud, and silly goofy funny messy larger than life, etc.

He explains it here (I've cued it up to the right moment in the video). He's right, if you're a stranger and you know nothing about him and you see him behaving in a Truman-black-esque way, you'd think "wow what an arrogant piece of shit this dude is." BUT if you realize that he's like "i KNOW that you all think of me this way. And YOU (the fans) know that I know that you think that way." we become in on the joke.

You know what im gonna say here. Postmodernism. LMAO. No, but for real. Postmodern art naturally has this "meta" habit. It's art that knows itself as art. It's aware that it's not real. Like movies that are constantly referring to themselves as movies. breaking the experience of illusion for you by constantly reminding you that what you are watching has been filmed and edited. it's not real life. Thats what Matty does with the "rockstar persona" constantly reminding you "it's not real. im just a character made up in all our heads. I'm actually a normal human being but my job is kinda fuckin mental."

So, I think those 4 points, from VERRRYYY early in Matty's career are the genesis of Truman Black. Thats what "Truman Black" is based on.

You could ask, well, if Matty has been this way from the very beginning how come it's such a problem now? how come this whole thing is a new issue??

I think its the perfect storm of this year.

The ATVB show was designed to push the blurry lines between Matty Healy/ Truman Black to their very limits cuz they added extra layers of meta-theatricality to an already meta situation haha. He plays himself in the couch scene, and the raw meat scene, but he's also kind of playing a symbolic version of himself that's supposed to apply to a lot of straight men, but then the show is also about the lines between his personal and his public lives.

Then he goes and does the Truman Black rockstar shit in the second half of the show. So, the tour really could've been called "Matty Healy: At His Very Truman Black-esque" and it would have been accurate. Like he took this concept and stretched it to see how far it could take him.

Then of course you have the podcast thing, the taylor swift thing, the twitter cancelation cycles, etc etc etc.

There were so many new eyes on him. and so much out of context (remember, meta-theatricality needs context. needs the audience to be in on the joke. we have to know 'oh hes making fun of himself being a rockstar') cuz if we don't have the context he really comes off as a guy who's in love with himself and his rockstar status haha.

Now that alllll of this background is out of the way, lets discuss the questions that you've brought up.

Is he Matty or is he Truman Black?

I think lots of people didn't notice that when he threw out the lab coat that was labeled "truman black" in the video, he wasn't serious. he instantly starts doing the robot dance, flipping the camera off with his finger, acting disruptive by riding the trolley thingy. All Truman Black behavior: mischief, breaking rules, etc. so it was a "meta" joke. he tossed the character then acted like the character. a contradiction. ironic. Truman Black's never been gone! he and Matty are intertwined necessarily. you can't separate one from the other.

Is he gonna be acting at all in S...ATVB?

Yes. He will. He's working with Brad Troemel whose sense of humor is very close to Matty's and who loves irony and postmodernism.

Does he use Truman Black to "hide from difficult situations" or to "run from his emotions" or whatever that tweet was saying? no. He uses it to deliver social critique. About masculinity being ridiculous, about our relationship to artists and the fantasy of perfection in Rockstar cliches, about performative wokeness.

Those are the very same beliefs that Matty Healy believes in. hes always criticizing these things in interviews and speeches and stuff. So, no, hes not hiding behind the character to disassociate he IS the same guy, just a slightly less dramatized and exaggerated version.Thats why he doesn't completely turn it on or off at any time. Thats why it's not that he was willing to stop it for a relationship and then start it again when it didn't work out. Thats not how Matty operates at allll.

He didn't throw out his belief that performative wokeness is harmful and stupid, he didn't throw out his belief that leftist masculinity is confusing, he didn't change who he is at his very core just to be mr nice guy, or to be sincere, or to get his dick sucked off by Taylor Swift, or whatever these people think is the reason. He's always been this way; he very likely will always be this way. Thats just how he makes art and how he thinks about the world.

He's always BEEN open to embracing emotions and being sincere. "I love you, don't you mind?" "we're only human we're just like you man" "I'll quote on the road like a twat," "im petrified of being alone, its pathetic," "im just pissed off because you pied me off after your show," "you pick a fight and i'll define it" "i said its cool i was messing but its true," "pretend that i know what it is (i wasn't listening)" "sorry that I quite like seeing myself on the news. im sorry that im someone that i wish i could change, but ive always been the same."

would an emotionally stunted anti-sincerity guy write ANY OF THESE LYRICS? idk, you tell me.

#matty healy #truman black

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ekwolfwriter-blog · 9 months ago

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Thanks for asking!!! ^_^ Let's see this is for a fic that I am pretty excited for when it comes to light, been holding on to it for months now:

Zuko chuckled as he smiled at her. “You are doing it again,” he teased.

Katara let out a gasp as she looked nervous and turned to him. “Oh! Sorry, I guess I had gotten used to doing it out of habit. To make sure your pulse did not fade while healing. I can stop if it makes you feel uncomfortable. I am sure it is not a fun feeling of someone moving the blood in you.”

Katara could not believe it. She knew she should not be blood-bending that easily around Zuko. But since it was the best way to help heal him, she had gotten good at bending or sensing the blood coursing through him. When his heart raced and slowed down too much, she even learned to make sure when his pulse should be from understanding how it pumped.

But it was only supposed to be for medical reasons, not to selfishly sense when he was nervous or excited.

Zuko chuckled again as he squeezed the hand still in his. “Katara, it’s okay. I know it comes naturally to you, much like how fire breathing comes naturally to me. You don’t need to apologize for it. Besides, I can tell now it is you when you bend my blood. It does not feel strange to me.”

Katara blushed more as she nodded. “Still, I need to be careful with that power. I need to master it to not let it just happen when I can feel blood in and out of concentration.”

“I know you will, and you will be amazing at it. I trust you,” Zuko said as he lifted her chin up as Katara tried to look away. “I know you, Katara.”

His voice was soft and tender as she looked into his eyes. His pulse was steady, and meanwhile, Katara’s was racing as they held this position momentarily. So much confidence in his words about their connection.

Katar nodded a little as she smiled. “I know you too, Zuko. And I am happy that you are better. Because there is something I want to be clear on. Now that we can talk more about the future more. And I am sure it pertains to your question, too.”

“Which is?” Zuko asked as he pulled Katara further into him.

Katara gasped as she could not concentrate when he pulled her in so close. “I wanted… I wanted to know what we are… or, more importantly, with your coronation tomorrow, what we could be.”

Zuko looked at her softly as he thought about it.

“What I mean is… well, I know we have been through a lot. And I care about you. And you care about me, too. We care about each other a lot and cannot seem to get enough of each other. Some could say unhealthy, but I think much of it stems from trust, care, and… maybe more than like.”

“And I know that we have a lot to think about, especially with you becoming Fire Lord and me being… well, not sure yet, but I am sure it will be something somewhat important. I just want to know if we could…”

Zuko smiled as he stopped her rambling with a kiss on her hand. Katara turned beet red as she felt his lips on her hand and watched him. He glanced up from her hand to her eyes as he smirked. “I know what you mean.”

Katara smiled as she looked at him softly and could feel his heart racing again. She did not say anything as she let her heart slow down and beat almost in time with his. Zuko leaned closer to her.

“You want to know if we could be together as in a serious relationship, yes?” he asked softly.

Katara nodded as she blushed harder. “I do, Zuko.”

Zuko pulled her into him. “Well, do you have feelings for me?” he continued.

Katara leaned more into him as he pulled her close. “I do.”

“Are they deep feelings?”

“Deeper than the cavernous oceans that La travels when Tui would hide behind the moon, which is endless and vast.”

Zuko chuckled. “Good, now ask me.”

Katara bit her lip a little as she felt excited for the answer. “Okay, do you have feelings for me?”

“Yes,” Zuko’s voice was low with a raspy tone and rumble in his chest.

Katara giggled as she also liked how the rumble echoed through her body. “Are they strong feelings?” She asked.

“Stronger than the hottest flames of Agni’s golden sun disk, which is said to melt the earth should it ever touch.”

Katara smiled more as she stood on her tiptoes, and Zuko bent down to her. “So then, does that mean…?”

“I think so if that is what you want as well.” Zuko was quiet so that only she could hear him. Waiting for her permission as his eyes flash to her lips and she does to his.

With a slight nod, Katara mouthed, “Kiss me.” And Zuko kissed her softly as he pulled her into him. Katara wrapped her arms around his neck carefully as they embraced.

Thanks for the ask again @orangepanic

hopefully I can work on an Irosami fic but we will see if the muses bite.

#zutara #writing #zutara fanfiction #writer asks #current wip #writing wip #snippet

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alfiely-art · 5 months ago

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Act 5 act 1 is done ! Thank goodness. This took me a couple days so some notes may be outdated (ie: karkat birthday)

Also I finished this last night but. Yk.

Act 1 reaction here

Act 2 reaction here

Act 3 reaction here

Intermission reaction here

Act four reaction here

Notes:

NOOOOO JADE'S DREAM SELF IS DEAD FUCKKKK

Did Jake write this

Hrrrrngggg this is so. Jade just wanted to hang out with him :(

Man give the kid some time to cry his friend's dream self is dead!!!

I. Okay. Grieve how you need to grandpa. That makes me so uncomfortable but it's okay

Oh Morse code. I'm not whipping out the decoder sorry I'm distraught over Jade. I'll download the Pic and translate later

Hussie idgaf about your recap. What the fuck is happening I thought this was act 5 a few pages ago. Are we NOW At act 5???

Is this trollian

Yaaaaay alternia I've heard of this one. Looks kinda dead though

Yaaaay Karkat birthday. Apparently his bday was yesterday irl!!!!

Emooooo lmaooooo

Troll Sander. Oh Karkat. You and John can and should be besties forever. Kiss now /j

BAHAHAA IVE SEEN THIS PANEL BEFORE. I REFERENCED IT WHEN I DROPPED MY MATH BOOK AND IT MADE A DENT IN THE FLOOR. “I'm karkat-ing it up” I SAID. NO ONE UNDERSTOOD ME

“You were meant to be a bigshot” HAHA SPAMPTOB!!!! Nows ur chance to be a big shot, be a big, be a big, be a big shot

Omg is this gamzee. Or some other purple guy

Faygo mention!

AHA YES it's gamzee!!! I know because :o)

Oh gamzee <3 Silly guy. Sure hope he doesn't do anything horrible and violent later (i know a bit of what he does. lord english <333)

The juggalos….

NEPETA AND EQUIUS USERNAMES SPOTTED!!! oh yeah karkats doing stuff. That is what I am supposed to be focusing on

Karkat you're such a drama queen oh my godddd

Terezi you're so cute

Wait I wanna know the password thing…

CAN WE PLEASE GET TEREZI INTO ACE ATTORNEY. THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE HER

That's less cute actually why are you hanging your stuffies. Oh well. Girls can have hobbies I don't mind

YAY NEPETA YAY NEPETA YAY NEPETA

Adorabloodthirsty!!!

Oooo this is Aradia right

That's Eridan methinks

No strife….

This is kinda moving fast ? I mean I don't mind but also I liked the slowness of the previous acts. Oh well. Maybe it's cuz we gotta introduce more characters rn

Sollux!!! I have been told he is not an Eridan lover. Oopsie. The fandom lied to me

HI NEPETA

Aradia what are you doing

Hey. Is this code how Lord English us born. Isn't it

Oh hi girl! I don't know your name but I've seen you!!!

Hi tavros! I didn't know you were in a wheelchair. Why do I never see art of you in a wheelchair. All your art is of you smooching gamzee.

HAH REFERENCE… alien reference…

Equius is just Standing There.

ALSO I DONT THINK THATS THE PROPER PROCEDURE TO GIVE SOMEONE PROSTHETIC LEGS

Is that Vriska

Aww… shitty rap offs <333

Ohh yess your name is Aradia!

BAHAH OUIJA BOARD

Vriska it's you ! I will finally know who you are other than Nagito's daughter. Yippee hurray

Woah baby boy calm down what's in that honey that's making you blast lasers out of your eyeballs

HI SILLY CAT GIRL

OH MY GODDD. The cave in… : (

Autistic girls in caves ftw!!!!

Meowrails… nepeta bite him now

Team scourge?!?!?! Like warrior cats?@?!?@?@ i never read warrior cats I just know scourge

Slur count: 13

Vriska what the fuck are you doing

OH MY GOD VRISKA WHY DID YOU DO THAT

Karkat bite her. Vriska that is unhealthy for you to do you cannot control others

HI EQUIUS what uh. What's that stuff in your horse paintings. Equius. Boy. Theyre public everyone can see them

Oh the girl!! Fish girl!!!! uhh.. f… Ferrari. No wait Guy Ferrari is in this. F something

Me too Nepeta. Me too. Idk what's happening I'm just here for jokes and references and Hal when he shows up

DUN DUN DUN!!!!

Ribbit

Be the huge bitch

Bitch autocorrected to bitcoin. Phone you will perish in a day

Oh. You gotta feed your parent other kids… not great

Slur count: 14

Holy shit dude I can't read this

Anyway EQUIUS TIME!!!

Lusus Milk. Ummm. Did he milk himself

Equius never play video games you'd get so much gamer rage

Yaaaay Equius and Gamzee are chatting!!!

Gamzee why are you so cute. I know you do silly things later!!!!

Awww is he talking about Aradia. Buddy just forget the troll racism

HAH. Yeah that's fair Equius I'd slap someone who was trying to read my mind. Although can he just. Do that any time?

Yaaaay Aradia bot!!!

Equius kill yourself now /j you're so fucking weird. Can your lusus curb your weirdness a little

JELP EQUIUS YOU KILLED HER LUSUS

NOOOO AURTHOUR!!!!!!

Okay I kinda like the drama Terezi and Vriska are having. they're both kinda bitchy and conniving but Terezi seems to have good intentions. And vriska. Uh. Spooder

Aradia nooo don't listen to the voices trust me

Waaaait wait wait. Is this white guy Doc Scratch. I know Hal hasn't even shown up yet but is this Doc Scratch. Is he doing time shenanigans. Please let this be doc scratch I need lord english stuff

Vriska. Vriska what did you do to sollux. Also aw him and aradia are dating??? Sweet

FUCK YEAH I WAS RIGHT!!!! DOC SCRATCH!!!! I LOVE YOU MR SCRATCH

Mr Vanilla Milkshake

Isn't that Jade's cue ball. I knew it was related to doc scratch

“I will explode in your face’

I fucking love Doc Scratch. Yeah Vriska I don't care that your spider mom died I'm busy being a Homosexual

BAHAHAH EQUIUS. You're such a fucking nut. I mean a fiddlesticks nut. No that doesn't hit the same way

This a hilarious dynamic actually. I love you Aradia

EQUIUS IS DOING THE MEME POSE

But anyway. Fuck yeah Aradia. Equius you freak. Aradia bite him

This makes me realize a pair of my homestuck ocs are like this but yk. Toxic and codependent. There's like four people who know they exist

Huh

Nepeta cucked… jk I know moirails and the heart thing are different. Silly though. “This my boyfriend equius. And this is equius's girlfriend aradia. And this is aradia's boyfriend sollux.”

SHIPPING WALL WOOOOO

Yesss karkat. “you will never find love or hate” YOU TELL HER!!!!

Also ooo jack

Yaaaay red blood. Actually I forget what red blood means its low isn't it

OHHH wait he's got mutant blood. Dangggg

Jack is metal af. What a way to earn a kids trust

Cahoots!!!!

WOOO DOC SCRATCH!!! GIVE JER NEW PURPOSE YAAAAA

Man I sure wish I could have learned all of this in a natural way instead of jusy being told in a couple panels. Haha. Sure would be a fun experience methinks !!

Yaaaay kanaya

Glub glub glub

Slur count: 15

THATS NOT THE PROPER SURGERY PROCEDURE

Troll blood tastes bad. Got it

Yo wait she's moirails with Vriska??? Girl get outta there. Actually wait I love toxic yuri please continue

Holy shit I didn't think eridan would be so boring to listen to. Snoreeeeee. Eridan do something funny pls poke poke

Funny that Karkat was wrong about Vriska getting bitches though. Why do you guys want her

Where did that last line come from. Eridan you emo. Real though

ROSE'S GAMEFAQ!!!!!!

Ong troll rose lalonde… kanaya imagines her as a highblood it seems that's cute

VRISKA YOU CANT SAY THAT actually you technically Can but VRISKA DONT BULLY TAVROS!!!!!

Vriska girl please go to therapy. Tavros kill her

Scurry!!!!

Someone needs to have Vriska read the You're Not A Real Gamer post

Stabby hatefriend <33

Alright we are doing Peter pan now

Tavros just kill her already. She's scary

WOAH VRISKA YOU CANT JUSG KISS HIM!!!!

TAVROSSSSS NOOO DONT FALL FOR HER!!!!

It's kinda funny she hates his guts and he likes her. Can they please get a room

KANAYA GOT CUCKED :(

Poor Kanaya actually… she has horrible taste in women but I feel bad for her

Rose's mom and John's dad are matesprites… man this incest pile is getting crazyyyyy

Oh they are in love!!!!! Hate love!!!!

I love incest!!! the pail Has come

The rammies… sorry I can't hear ramifications without thinking of the rammies…

Aradia and Equius's little gif matched the beat of the music I'm listening to

FAYGO also I think I completely forgot that Eridan isn't fuschia. Oopsies. Thought he was

HI JOHN!!! I wish I was reading about your adventures currently

Okay what's up with Eridan and the fishy girl. This is the second time we've cut to them during this explanation

Hi Eridan. WHAT DONT KILL THE WHALE

Okay hi fish

Ohhh Feferi… that's your name… okay

I don't think that was adorable but okay

Poor orphaned troll : (

Genocide complex… okay sure buddy why don't you get back to larping Harry potter. I'm canceling you babygirl

Aw :> I kinda like Feferi it's sweet she wants to change things for the better

COWBOY X WIZARD FUCK YEAH

Feferi really does have a lameass bi boyfriend

I'm just gonna call them all boyfriend and girlfriend btw. The quadrants don't sound yummy to me. Except pitch. I like that word. Sounds like bitch

Do u not fw faygo

Just like Dave's fridge…

Can we peleeeease get back to good stuff I'm so sorry I.dont care about these guys. Maybe I will later but I wanna know what's going on with John and the other kids. Maybe focus on Karkat. Maybe on WV and the gang. I don't. Want to see them have a will-they-wont-they…

Okay real talk. This act has been. Kinda a drag despite them going SO fast with plotpoints. People say that acts 1-3 were slow but I was so entertained by them!!! Is this a lame take. If they just slowed the fuck down I would like this a lot more. Hussie let me enjoy your fucking comic I don't want to speed through it

Anyway. That aside.

she's in a fish bowl that's not good for her :(

HELP WAIT I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID ABOUT NOT CARING ABOUT FEFERI AND ERIDAN. OH MY GOODNESS. SHES BREAKING UP WITH HIM KINDA THATS SO

FEFERI KEEPS DOING FISH PUNS WHILE BREAKING UP WITH ERIDAN OH MY

I love Feferi I think. My opinion has changed. Get Fucked Eridan

WHAT HAPPENED TO SOLLUX also why are Gamzee and Jack just. Standing There. Menacingly

SOLLUX NO EHAT COME BACK

I LIKED SOLLUX NOOOOOOOOO GAMZEE STOP HONKING

Feferi kissing Sollux's corpse would be so fucking weird if I didn't know what happens when you do that in homestuck

Sollux back <33

Oh I forgot uh. That guy is watching. Legit can't remember his name ! Guy without an arm is watching !

THE NEVER ENDING STORY REFERENCE

Oh hi audience insert !

Hussie. I don't care actually

I think you should be going SLOWER

DONT THROW CAL also. I don't care!!!!

:/ :/ :/ this makes me want to *remembers I'm not supposed to make jokes about killing myself*... cull myself

Thank God we're back

Oh cool! Sollux gets two dream selves!!!

DEUCE?!?!?!?!?!

Terezi is so cute btw. I adore her

FUCK YEAH GO NEPETA

Theyre so cuteeeee I love meowrails

Slur count: 16

VRISKA'S FUTURE USERNAME SAYS FAG BAHAHAHAHA

I'm not including these in my Slur count these are funny

Okay hold on I thought these guys were dead… whag

Whoaj What are you up to Snowman…

What the fuck

OHHH KICKAAS WINGS TEREZI. What the fuck was happening with the last panel though

Karkat stop calling things schizophrenic honey. I'm grounding you

I love Terezi and Karkat. My babies

Again??? I don't know the Password but I wanna look at what it is…

Is this troll sweet bro and Hella Jeff

I don't understand what really happened in that animation but YEAHHH FUCK HER UP ARADIA FUCK YEAHHHHH

Alpha timeline mention!!! I'm assuming that has to do with the alpha kids

A scratch… LIKE DOC SCRATCH!!!!!

Oh thank God that act is over. Kinda. Friend told me act 5 act 2 has more of the stuff I like. Act 5 act 1 gave me such a fucking headache I did not enjoy it very much!!!

The ending had that same sorta flair as usual homestuck but. The rest. It was like reading bullet points. Like you're doing now except I'm not telling a story I'm telling you my reactions to the story

Idk. Yeah. Not A fan Of act 5 act 1. Here's to hoping act 5 act 2 is better !!!

#homestuck #textpost #homestuck reaction #live homesruck reaction #live reaction #first time reading homestuck #hs

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bending-sickle · 11 months ago

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listening to the john foley 2006 bbc adaptation of the liz lochhead play of Dracula (that’s a chain of adaptations) because david suchet (poirot, my beloved) plays dracula and i am just dying right out the gate and idk if i can hold on till dracula shows up because oh my god give me patience

grievance the first: the same old tired corset bullshittery

Lucy: Here, lace me up.

Mina: Well, turn around.

Lucy: Tighter! Tighter!

Mina: I’ll hurt you.

Lucy: No, you won’t. I want to feel it nip me in. The day they put me in stays and made me wear my hair up I swore blind if I was to be pinched and skewered I was to have the thinnest waist and the highest highest hair. I’m not going to suffer for nothing and not be noticed.

1) you can’t tight-lace stays, they don’t cinch in the waist but rather flatten the bust, 2) corsets weren’t tight-laced regularly either, 3) children would wear stays to encourage proper posture, it was not a Coming Of Age garment, 4) corsets are not by nature uncomfortable, 5) i could go fucking on about this hateful “tighter” trope but gawd.

grievance the second: wtf did they do to renfield, he’s a walking Insane Man trope

I once— I once— I once knew a woman who— I once knew a woman who swallowed a fly. [catches and eats fly whilst giggling] I once knew a woman who swallowed a fly, perhaps she’ll die. Perhaps she won’t die. To die or not to die, that is the question. [sniffs] Bedlam. Bedlam. Bedlam. [sniffs] Bats in the belfry, bats set a screw looses, screw loosies, screw Lucys, screw looses. It’s cold, getting colder. [sniffs] Doctor Seward. Sewer, sewage. Lord Mulch Mine [?], Mister Piss River, Doctor Seward, you bastard.

grievance the third: whatever the fuck this is, trying to besmirch jonathan’s love of mina

Arthur: Congratulations. I suppose she is a beauty?

Harker: The loveliest girl who ever lived.

Arthur: And the heir to quite a fortune.

Harker: Ah! I should marry Mina if she hadn’t two brass farthings to rub togeher.

grievance the fourth: more character assasination of Most In Love harker boy

Mina: And Jonathan, you may stop staring after Florie like that. You make the poor girl blush.

Harker: Sorry

Mina: Honestly Arthur, Jonathan has taken so many photographs of the poor girl, he’ll turn her head.

Harker: She’s very pretty—I mean, as a subject.

grievance the fifth: she would not fucking say that! either of them! (also they had to be sisters, because god forbid women have friendships)

Mina: My sister does get very nervous about things, Arthur.

Lucy: Oh yes, crazy Lucy, mad sleepwalking Lucy with her migraines and her overvivid imagination. I know what you say about me behind my back. You bitch, Mina. I wish you weren’t my sister.

#randomness #dracula #i fucking Can’t #where’s my belgian?

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ginger-snap-talkin-nonsense · 1 year ago

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Not the same anon but If you don't mind me asking why is Bob's Burgers is centrist, uninteresting, and make's you uncomfortable?

People act like Bobs Burgers is progressively left because of, among other things:

-Characters that feel Autism Coded

-Characters that are LGBT

-Having a girl allowed to go through the weirder, grosser side of puberty like being horny

-Landlords bad

So let’s go over all of these as examples.

1. No character is actively autistic and autistic traits are mocked in the show. I know y’all think Louise wearing a bunny hat everywhere is so “you-pilled” but I’d like to remind you of Courtney, who despite them saying deserved better in her opening episode they certainly never even think to slow down on openly mocking her for stimming in a way people find gross and needed to have boundaries expressed verbally because she doesn’t pick up on cues well. Y’all really hate Big Bang for doing that shit, why does this get a pass?

2. No characters are LGBT. Bob awkwardly saying he’s “probably not gay” to a guy trying to turn him down is not confirmation that he’s bi. Dear lord Family Guy at least had the nuts to say the words “I’m Bi” when making a similar joke about Peter. Oh but they have the trans positive characters right? Oh I’m sorry, not trans characters. Drag Queen Sex Workers who’s opening appearance has them talk about sitting on people’s faces to children at a birthday. Now obviously I am absolutely pro drag, pro sex work, the works. But this reads like a conservative comic about how the libs are grooming your kids. Again, y’all hated Family Guy for the joke about Brian being grossed out when he finds out he had sex with a woman he obviously couldn’t tell was trans, why is this suddenly positive trans rep?

3. Tina’s obsession with grabbing her neighbors ass is gross. When Big Mouth did this shit with a character they spent the next 4 years explaining over and over again the line between being attracted to someone and being allowed to horny during puberty while being any gender, and sexual harassing people. Bobs Burgers never makes this distinction. Tina is just supposed to shoot off about her latest erotic fan fiction about the boy next door and I’m supposed to laugh. It’s giving “its funny because she’s a girl” energy, not positive influence energy.

4. Their landlord is a friend who is routinely shown to be “crazy but also friendly guy who’s actually helpful and gives Bob plenty of rent extensions”.

Now does this mean Bobs Burgers is secretly some right-wing pipeline? No. All of these things are dumb oversights or jokes that went on too long which happens in the best of shows. Family Guy certainly wasn’t immune to taking too long to end Quagmire SA jokes or making anti-Semitic remarks feel a little too unironic. But Family Guy also threatens to break your teeth if you don’t respect Native Americans in conversations about their land, or if you don’t have respect for trans people. Bobs Burgers is too out of politics to say that.

And that’s fine. This isn’t modern Simpsons type “centrism” which is just myopically packaged conservatism, this is Duncaville. It’s easy Gen-X humor that’s just calm and mundane enough that you can relax to it. It’s practically background noise for 40-year-old wine moms, and that’s NOT an inherent negative. But I’m sick of people acting Bobs Burgers is the one and only “truly progressive” cartoon while it does literally nothing in the way of politics one way or the other. You like it? Fine. But don’t come to me about how how it’s the most genius show ever written and “so much better than gross out garbage like Seth MacFarlane makes” or you’re getting popped.

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Hello again! I wish ask a question, but I am sorry in advance in bugging you lately! My question is this: how do you write Celebrimbor in terms of writing out his personality and how he interacts with other people. I have written out this one fic where it's their first time kiss after Shadow of War, but I don't know if I am writing the great elf lord too brooding or not. Help me out please? Oh, and also, Talion not understanding how to court an elf. At all. I am going to write it out.

HUEHUEHUEHUEHUE

Honestly it's way easier to write Celebrimbor as too nice than too brooding so I wouldn't worry TOO much 😂 I try to remember that he has an acerbic sense of humor but doesn't have any self-doubt or like, navel-gazing about how much he loves his family for instance. Like he has no trouble admitting that he's lost everything and Sauron is the one to blame, he knows exactly how he feels about that. He's not repressing the realization of how much he loved his family or anything.

However, because of the games' writing he's not super demonstrative about either love or friendship. It's up to you to try and decide if that's because the games' writers just didn't feel the need to write all that, or if he really does just kinda assume that his affection is obvious.

As for how he interacts with people ITS HARD BECAUSE LITERALLY ONLY TALION CAN SEE HIM MOST OF THE TIME LMFAO. I got around this by giving Celebrimbor a Thing where 4000 years of being invisible has made him uncomfortable being seen and interacted with by anyone who isn't Talion, so I just make him curt but too proud to be shy to everyone else. It is probably important to remember that he is a lord by birth though, and might have been a king if not for the whole business with his forebears and stuff.

I am suddenly busy so my apologies for the late answer! I hope it helps!

#shadow of mordor #shadow of war #shadow of wardor

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A Different Kind of Cinderella

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From all over the kingdom people flocked to the palace for the ball. Many foreign royalty and nobles came as well. All wanted a chance to become either a bride or a groom. The ballroom was almost full to overflowing when Mathew arrived. Earlier Oscar, Prunella and Zachory had arrived. Just after Mathew arrived Anna and Neil entered. As Anna entered the room began to hush and stare. The crowd parted as she walked up to the front side to give her name.

“Name please” said the man at the table with his face looking down at the table.

“Anna Ruth Lee” she said softly.

“I am sorry please state your name again.” he said as he looked up and was shocked.

“I said my name is Anna Ruth Lee” she said a little louder.

“O-of c-c-course madame.” the man replied.

“Thank-you.”and with that she disappeared into the crowd.

“Well if the prince does not choose her, I will take her as my wife.” said the man. Once all were introduced to the prince and princess they broke off into different groups. Oscar took both his puppy and kitten he brought to present them to the princess.

“Oh lovely Princess Marie I have these two fair pets for you. One a male puppy so your female puppy may one day have puppies herself. This one female kitten to keep mice from your chamber. Have the last few days been any better for riding?” Oscar said to the princess.

“You ride? Thank-you for the pets.”

“Yes, and anything for your majesty.”

“Ah, Lord Mathew, how pleasant to see you again.” exclaimed the princess.

“My pleasure Princess.” he replied.

“Lord Mathew do you perhaps know that lady in the red and gold dress? For I do not know if I have met her before.” the princess asked.

“Ah of course, I will introduce you to the Lady Anna Ruth Lee. Shall I introduce Prince Philip as well?” Mathew replied.

“No, no, you do not need to. Sorry Oscar but I must go, we will talk again” she told Oscar nicely.

“Of course Princess Marie” he replied with a bow then walked away to talk to a girl in a dark green dress with a beautiful hair pin.

“Thank-you, you came just in time he was starting to make me feel uncomfortable.” said the princess slowly walking toward Anna with Mathew.

“Yes he does have a talent for that. Ah here we are, Miss Anna I would like you to meet Princess Marie Rose.” said Matt.

“What a pleasure to meet you Princess Marie.” said Anna with a curtsy.

“Miss Anna it is a pleasure to meet you.” replied the princess.

“Lord Mathew I must speak to you. I have a problem sir” Neil said politely to Matt with an apologetic smile to the princess and his sister.

“I will be right back” Mathew told the two girls. Both Matt and Neil walked to the edge of the ballroom.

“Alright Neil what would you like?” asked Matt.

“Look after my sister, I am leaving the ball. There is nothing you can say to make me stay.” Neil told him.

“But Neil I am very busy. Do you know how many men will be around Anna? It won’t matter if I am there or not. Do you not want to try to find yourself a bride? Or do you not plan on getting married?” Mathew ask Neil.

“Fine you have convinced me, I will stay.” Neil answered grumpily.

“Good, I am glad you are staying Neil” Matt said with a smile as he started back to the crowd.

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“Ah, Miss Anna Ruth, what a wonderful pleasure to meet you tonight” said an older drunken nobleman.

“It was a pleasure to meet you as well” she responded as sweetly as she could well being uncomfortable.

“Miss Lee is it not?” asked the prince.

“Yes” she said as she turned.

“Ah good” replied the prince.

“Oh your majesty” she said with a curtsy.

“Miss Lee please you must tell me whom has mad your dress.” asked the prince.

“Please your highness call me Anna. As for whom made my dress, I can not tell you. For it would not be wise for me to say I feel it would cause that person problems.” she replied.

“So Miss Anna you can not tell who made your dress? And please no more your majesty or highness.” he responded.

“Prince Philip! It is me Prunella” she cried out as she walked up to the prince and Anna.

“I am sorry Miss Prunella, but who are you?” asked the prince.

“Oh Prince Philip I am...” she said.

“Oh Ella your brother Oscar has been looking for you. You should go find him, but of course after you are done talking with the prince” said Mathew with a nod of his head toward the prince.

“My humblest apologies Prince Philip, as well as to you Miss Anna. I am so sorry for interrupting. I must be going now.” he finished with an elegant bow.

“Well he’s good for something” the prince muttered under his breath.

“You were saying before Miss Prunella?” asked the prince.

“I was going to say he is my step brother.” she responded less excited.

“I guess I should go find my brother.” she said with a slight ring of anger in it.

“Mathew is not going to get away with that, he will pay.” Prunella said to herself not quietly enough. The prince and Anna both heard her.

“Poor man, to have a step sister like that” the prince said more to himself.

“You don’t know the half of it.” said Anna as a sort of response without meaning to. “Oh, what do you mean by that Miss Anna?”

“Simply he is tired of his step family.”

“How do you know that Miss Anna?”

“I have heard rumours around town. I have ears that listen to the town gossip. You can learn much by listening.” replied Anna.

“Is that so” Prince Philip responded.

“If I may sir, I must go and find my brother. He will be sick with worry about me” Anna asked.

“Of course Miss Anna. I hope we meet again today.” he said with a nod. With a curtsy Anna was gone.

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“Excuse me miss.” he said.

“Yes” answered Ruth.

“I would like to know if anyone has told you how pretty you are?” he asked. Ruth looked away shy.

“Do not be shy, there is no reason to be. I am Oscar” he said as he saw her hair pin.

“Um, hi, I am Ruth.”

“It’s nice to meet you Ruth” as his eyes glared greedily at her hair pin.

“That is a lovely pin you own” as he lowered his eyes to look her own over.

“W-w-why thank-you” Ruth replied.

“Do you stutter all the time?” Oscar asked as politely as he could.

“No” she said with some force.

“Do you work at all?” he asked as he continued to look at her.

“I work at the palace for the royal family.” she responded proudly.

“That must be lovely for you” he said.

“Yes, ah...” As she began to stamper she spotted the prince.

“Ah, I am afraid I must go,” and with that she was gone.

“I must have scared her away” Oscar said to himself.

“Prince Philip, sir, may I ask how your evening has been?” she asked.

“Ah Ruth it has been lovely. I am most afraid to dishearten your mood but I must tell you I think there is a different girl I think I might marry. A Miss Anna Ruth Lee.” he responded.

“Oh so you are falling now for a fruit seller.” she said then curtsied, hurried away and found Oscar.

“Oh, Mister Oscar please tell me about yourself.” she said as flirty as she could.

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“Lord Mathew was telling me dear brother, that he has known Miss Anna for years” the princess told the prince.

“Is that so?” asked the prince with his arm hooked around Anna’s arm.

“Please I beg of you, what I tell you does not leave this small group of people.” asked Mathew.

“Of course we can all keep a secret here” answered the prince. So Mathew told them his story with Anna adding in her parts. After they finished the brother and sister were silent.

“Oh Lord Mathew” the princess gasped.

“Well that explains a great many mysteries” replied Philip, once he had found his voice.

“Anna” forgetting his manners “you are to be admired, helping him as you have. As well as your own countless trials.”

“Those trials are life of those who are not born of a richer background.” Anna responded sweetly.

“Did you ever find your brother Miss Anna?” asked the prince.

“Oh yes, I did he was talking with a sweet lady and was having a good time” she replied.

“I am glad Neil is finally having a good time Anna.” Matt said.

“This is a ball so let us all go dance!” exclaimed Princess Marie.

“So Matt how would you like it if you and I were to marry? Say perhaps in a month or two, so you would not have to worry about your step family?” asked Marie.

“Marie I would think of myself as very honoured to become a part of your family” he answered as they danced the waltz.

“Dear Anna I thank-you for this dance,” Philip said with a bow.

“Please follow me with this he led Anna to a star lit balcony.

“Anna your presence tonight has made this night wonderful and most magicful.” As of now he reaches into his pocket and gets onto one knee, brings out a ring and carries on.

“Your company makes me happy, please will you marry me?” he asked. Anna gasps in shock then composes herself.

“Philip I would love to, I will. For I too have enjoyed your company” Anna responded.

“My dear Anna in a month or two we will marry.” he told her.

“It sounds lovely.” she replied.

“Come with me miss Anna, I will introduced you to my parents” Philip said as he lead her to the king and queen. They came along this sight,

“Mother, Father I would like you both to meet the young Lord Mathew.” Princess Marie introduced.

“Your Majesties it is a pleasure to meet you both.” Matt said with a graceful bow.

“Lord Mathew it is delightful to meet you” replied the king.

“Mother, father, I would like to marry him.” Princess Marie said.

“Well young man do you?” responded the queen.

“I would be most honoured to your Majesties.” he answered with another bow.

“Marie, Mathew; we give you our blessings” replied the king. Arm and arm Mathew and Marie walked away slowly.

“Father, mother, please meet Miss Anna Ruth Lee.” Anna curtsied here lovely.

“I would like to marry her.” Philip told his parents.

“Miss Lee” started the queen.

“Anna please” requested Anna shyly.

“Pardon dear?” asked the queen.

“Please call me Anna” she said more boldly.

“Alright Miss Anna then, are you willing to become his wife?” asked the queen

“Yes I am willing” responded Anna.

“My dear son and Miss Anna we give you our blessing. Oh we now declare you Anna the Lady Anna and fruits grove. Any questions” said the king.

“Yes, just one your Majesties, what does that make my twin brother?” Anna replied.

“He may become Lord” the queen started.

“Neil” Anna quickly filled in.

“Lord Neil of fruits grove” finished the queen.

“Thank-you your Majesties” said Anna with one last curtsy and went away to find neil to tell him what had happened.

“Neil I am so glad I found you! I have something important to tell you, but first where is Prince Philip. He was right behind me.” Anna told her twin.

“My dear Anna you moved so quickly through the crowd I lose sight of you. Ah you must be her brother, so devoted to keeping her safe.” Philip said with admire.

“Thank-you? Alright Anna, Prince Philip is here, now what do you want to tell me” he replied ignoring the prince.

“Three things, one directly related to you, the other two are more to me. First Prince Philip and I will be getting married. Second and third you and I are now the lord and lady of Fruits Grove.” Anna explained.

“We are now nobility? Are you sure?!?” exclaimed Neil.

“Lord Neil, I cannot marry a commoner by law, so you and Anna have been raised to nobility. As well from now on you will be a lord and you will be paid once a month a royalty loyalty fee. So long as you show that you are loyal you will be paid.” Prince Philip continued to explain.

“This is all because you are going to marry my sister?!? What if for some reason my sister cannot or will not marry you, what would happen?” asked Neil.

“I would assume you would keep the titles, if something were to happen.” responded Prince Philip.

“Where are Neil and I to live until we get married? Will we be living until we are married in our little hut?” asked Anna.

“Oh no my dear, for the time being you may visit and meet other nobility until a mansion for Neil is ready. I know of an abandoned one on an old fruits grove, not far from town. For the time, I say we shall get you some good clothes.” Prince Philip explained. “Tonight you will stay here at the palace.” he continued.

“Thank-you?” replied Neil.

“Oh yes thank-you Prince Philip. Come Neil let us go find Lord Mathew and tell him our good news.” exclaimed Anna excitedly.

“Okay, we will go find him” sighed Neil.

“Just think how easy you will find a bride now.” Anna said.

“Anna stop, why do you not tell Matt by yourself? And I will socialize with Josh over there?” asked Neil.

“Fine Neil, I will find you later.” Anna answered.

“Alright” said Neil in reply.

Anna left her brother and started to look for Mathew. Once she found him she caught her breath and walked as gracefully as she could over to him.

“Lord Mathew I would like to share some news with you” she said calmly.

“Yes, Miss Anna” he answered.

“Good news for myself and Neil, Neil has become Lord of Fruits Grove and I a Lady of there as well. I am also going to marry the prince.” she told Matt quietly and calmly.

“Why Lady Anna what a brilliant event has happened to you. I wish you luck on your next adventure.” answered Mathew.

“Thank-you” replied Anna.

After they parted Matt thought “I guess we will be family then.”

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“Oscar really, I was mad, I just pretended to like you, leave me alone.” cried out Ruth.

“You called to me, you said that you were infatuated with me. Stay with me, we could take over the palace. You could control the staff with my guidance!” Oscar exclaimed.

“Listen to me very carefully, you are a crazy person. I never liked you, good-bye Oscar.” she said before she ran.

“I will find you Ruth, I will!” he yelled after her.

She found the prince and gave a curtsy.

“Your Majesty, I must give you a warning. It’s on a person you must watch out for, Oscar...” she said before she was cut off.

“Ruth I will heed your warning, but I would like you to meet someone. Ruth meet Lady Anna Lee of Fruits Grove.” said Prince Philip.

“Lady Anna a pleasure to meet you” Ruth said with a slight curtsy.

“It is a pleasure to meet you Ruth.” replied Anna.

“I am sorry to say I must go, there is an emergency at home. Prince Philip will you be needing me tomorrow?” asked Ruth.

“No Ruth, if you feel like you must come, not until after supper. Oh and Ruth thank-you. Please take the entire day off.” answered the prince.

“Thank-you sir” Ruth said with and ran off nervously. Little later the music faded and the ballroom rung out with farewell calls and last pleasantries. Prince Philip, Princess Marie, Queen Rose and King Roy bid all good-bye and a pleasant night until none were left but two and servants starting to clean up.

“Dear Lady Anna you must be our guest for the next few days, your brother as well. Oh, where did he go?” said the Queen.

“Your majesty he had some business to finish up, it will take him some time to finish. I do hope you don’t mind.” Anna responded.

“Of course that is fine” answered the queen.

“Your majesties please pardon my interruption, but I must speak with Lady Anna” said Mathew politely.

“Lady Anna after your stay here, stay at my manor until Neil’s is ready.” he said just loud enough for Anna only to hear.

“Lord Mathew that is a brilliant, I accept.” Anna replied.

“That is all your majesties, Princess Marie until I see you again my dear” Matt said with an elegant bow and a gentle soft kiss on the princess’s delicate lace gloved hand. Then he was off in the most gentlemanly manor.

“You there maid” said the king in a light rumble.

“Take Lady Anna to a room and send for the best tailors for tomorrow.” the king ordered.

“Yes sir” answered the girl.

“Til later my dear Lady Anna” bid the prince.

“Thank-you and good night.” responded Anna with a curtsy and off she was lead. In awe she walked behind the maid through the hallway. Anna walked past suits of armour and paintings of the royal family with countless windows along the outside wall. Every once and awhile, big wooden ornate doors they would pass, until they came upon one with guards standing on either side. Anna felt frightened in seeing the guards at the door. The maid told one of the guards something she couldn’t quiet hear, then both stood straighter and the other guard opened the door. Anna felt relived when she saw another hallway. The maid lead her to near the of this much darker hall. She opened a door and said “for the moment, these will be your chambers. Do you need help removing your dress Lady Anna?”

“Yes please, my brother helped me into it. I did not know how I was going to get out of my dress.” Anna said shyly. The maid quickly undid the back of the dress. Anna could feel the weight of the dress release off of her. Before she knew it, her dress was being pulled over her head. After she got into a silky nightgown and was ready for bed, the maid showed her past the inner chamber to the bedroom. The big four poster mahogany wood bed, was turned down. A thin tall candle was burning beside the bed. The fire was nothing but embers still glowing red.

“If you need anything, this string, you pull it and someone will come to see to your needs. A maid will keep your fire going. As well do not sleep past 10 o’clock in the morning, tailors are coming tomorrow to make you a wardrobe fit for nobility. Breakfast will be brought up when you ring for it.” the maid informed Anna as she put wood on the fire.

“Will someone awaken me if needed it? What am I to wear tomorrow?” asked Anna.

“You will learn in the morning Lady Anna” answered the maid.

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When Matt finally made it home, his step family was waiting for him.

“Mathew do you think you are still going to make us move out of our home?” demanded Zack.

“Yes Zack I am. The princess and I will be getting married in a few months but this is my house and I intend to keep it this way. Starting tomorrow I will be getting servants a cook and housemaid at least. I will no longer be a slave. Make sure all your clothes that need to be washed are out, we will be having important company coming to stay in a few days. Now good night to you all. I am going to sleep later than normal, Please do NOT wake me” responded Matt.

“But what are we to do for housing. Sleep in the streets?” asked Prunella.

“No, you will stay here until you find somewhere to live. If you cannot find anywhere to live then you shall remain here and be keeper of the house, and keep the house ready for a visit at anytime. Now I am going to bed. Good night” with that Matt went upstairs.

“Father we must do something about him. Could we maybe kill him?” asked Oscar.

“No son, not with his important company coming in a few days. A different approach must be taken. If Mathew’s company is a lady, try and get her alone son. Prunella if his company is a lord try to get him alone with you and flirt furiously with him. Try to make him marry you” replied Zachary.

“But what if I can’t father? What if he does not fall for it?” asked Prunella.

“Then you keep on trying, make him fall in love with you. Wear your most flattering dress, the one with the low neckline and you can pull really tight.” Oscar answered.

“Make them feel welcome. Now off to bed with both of you. We are going to have a long time in front of us” said Zachary warningly.

“Yes father, good night.” said Prunella.

“Good night father.” said Oscar.

“Hmm, important company, how important could his company be. It’s most likely those two ragged, poor, dirty, street people he brings in as help. Those two are probably going to be the cook and the housemaid. While the princess comes for a quick visit.” Zack mumbled to himself in the parlour.

“I might even think he’s bluffing. I do think so, his important company is a nobody lord or lady.” Zachary thought happily to himself as he went to bed.

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The next morning Anna woke at 8. She leaned out of the big bed and pulled the string. A couple of minutes later a maid knocked on the door.

“Come in” answered Anna.

“Lady Anna Lee how may I be of service?” asked the maid who was different from the night before.

“Do you know what I am to wear for now?” Anna replied.

“Yes, for now you may choose one of these morning gowns that the princess has given you to wear.” the maid said while opening one of five wardrobes that lined the one wall. Anna crawled out of the bed and went to the wardrobe, to look at all the dresses. She looked at all the dresses and running her hands through until she stopped at a pale purple green and blue dress.

“I would like to wear this one.” Anna said.

“Yes Lady Anna. Will you be wanting breakfast after you get dressed?” asked the maid.

“Yes please, and could you... um would you be so kind to tell me your name?” replied Anna.

“Elizabeth” she answered.

“Thank-you” Anna said honestly. Then Elizabeth left Anna in the room as she went to get the breakfast. When Anna was alone she looked at herself very carefully in the mirror then found a filled basin of the water and washed her face. Out of curiosity she started to explore the chambers she was put into. Anna opened every wardrobe and look at all the dresses she was being lent. Most of the dresses were young, colourful and well worn. Then she shuffled through the drawers, finding a bible and an embroidery set. With the embroidery set, she sat at the window seat and started a pretty flower pattern her mother had taught her when she was little. Soon there was a small quick rap of a knock came without Anna hearing. So Elizabeth entered with her cart carrying the hot breakfast, cool drinks and tea.

“Lady Anna, your breakfast is here.” she said.

“Oh, you startled me. Thank-you, uhm what is there that you brought?” Anna said.

“Sorry for startling you. There is toast with butter and jams, eggs, bacon as well as some fresh milk, and apple juice, and three different teas.” she answered.

“There is so much food here! Does anyone expect me to eat all this?” exclaimed Anna.

“No madame, no one thinks you will eat all of that. It is a simple breakfast cart.” Elizabeth replied.

“Thank-you” Anna said.

“It is my job. At 11 o’clock the tailor would be here. Explore these chambers if you wish, but it has been requested you stay in your chambers this morning.” said Elizabeth.

“Alright. Are there only two rooms in these chambers?” asked Anna.

“No, there is a bathing room” she answered.

“Thank-you, truly I do” said Anna.

“I must go, I have other duties I must preform.” With that Elizabeth was gone. So Anna sat down and nibbled on the food on the cart by herself. After she finished, she picked up her embroidery and started again.

Tap, tap, tap knocked a maid on his door.

“Come in” the prince replied to the little knock.

“Your breakfast sir” said Elizabeth with a curtsy.

“Good, just leave it there. How is Anna, is she up and prepare?” asked the prince.

“Yes sir, she is up. She knows what will be happening today.” she answered.

“Good, very good. When you remove her breakfast cart, tell her I will see her in the late afternoon.” the prince told the maid.

Next bit here

#a different kind of cinderella #old story of mine #the fourth bit

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berrypass-de-murdler · 2 months ago

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thank you + ep 88

I'm so sorry for freaking out...

I've been trying to get a handle on my emotions, but I feel like I'm in a downward spiral a lot of the time - I come from DeviantArt and Discord where things have been rough to say the least, and it gives me a LOT of paranoia for other sites. I had to leave the Murdle Discord server after I was scolded for being too affectionate to my murdlers. That as well as my psychiatrist not giving me a straight answer on whether I have autism (my god what do I have why will no one tell me) really takes a number on my ability to talk to people and create art

I am essentially void of human companionship aside from talking to a couple people through Discord (mostly raven) and Fletch (who is my blood-related sister so it's a little different lol) and it's made me crazy lmao. All I ever want is to be loved no matter how cheesy it sounds <3

Your words genuinely touched my soul and helped me to calm down, and I love you all so much <3

awkwardly transitioning into usual episode...

Background Marengo is designed by Fletchinderat based on my idea of a faceless mannequin, she designed the dress pattern though. I love her!

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

Logico can finally walk straight again. He heads to the next stage for filming. It looks like Irratino’s mansion. It looks like… Irratino’s mansion…

There’s a dumb-looking fake Irratino standing there - a lifeless robot. It has this uncanny smile. It’s not Irratino’s smile. Logico KNOWS Irratino’s smile.

The fake 50-car garage, the fake hair-textured grass, the fake cauldron-sized bed… it’s all FAKE. Just like everything that Irratino gave him… Logico’s tears flood as he remembers the past two season finales. He can scarcely tell which was worse. He sees robots of the Duke, and Brownstone, and Azure, and Obsidian…? The Obsidian robot looks a LITTLE too realistic, and it makes him uncomfortable. He hasn't thought about Obsidian since the first season!

FAUX OBSIDIAN: Welcome back to the game, Deductive.

With one more 180 degree spin, the Irratino robot is dead flat. Just like he pretended to be on the island. The robots are killing other robots… this is ridiculous.

FAUX DUKE: I want to rob a grave. FAUX AZURE: I love hypnosis. FAUX BROWNSTONE: In the name of God, small spaces remind me of my monastery.

You know, normal things they would say. Logico gets a phone ring and IMMEDIATELY flips his mood.

IRRATINO: SQUEEEEEE!! The robot playing me died?? Was it handsome?? LOGICO: No. It couldn’t be. IRRATINO: AAHHAHAWW LOGICO. Hehe. So what’s been going on with you? LOGICO: Oh, just another DUMB MYSTERY! There’s more of these creepy robots and there’s even one of Obsidian, if you can believe it. IRRATINO: Wow, I thought Midnight flat-out said that they weren’t gonna have her in that movie at all! :0 LOGICO: …what

Gico runs over and finds the Obsidian twirling a stick.

FAUX OBSIDIAN: Imagine if he really DID die when you met him. LOGICO: Jesus Christ, these… wait a second… ohhhhhh… you’re the real Dame Obsidian aren’t you! OBSIDIAN: Of course, Logico. I thought you figured that out already. Have you figured out the significance of THIS yet?

She points to the Midnight Prop Shop’s MPS logo. Logi squints. That CAN’T just stand for Midnight Prop Shop. Does it stand for My… Painful… Scream?? No… that’s-

Oh, Obsidian is gone. Shocker.

The end!

I apologize again </3

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers

#murdle #cartoonmurdleverse

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kix-mm · 2 years ago

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G/t Tiny town lockdown 2/2

T had pushed their back against the wall, their breathing was heavy, and their limbs shaking. Their vision was blurry as they had spaced out before suddenly falling back to reality when they hear a loud snap from the giants' fingers, they press themselves even further against the wall when they saw the large hand once again trying to reach for T "Don't touch me!" T yelped while squeezing their eyes closed.

G looked down the alley once more to see that the human had lost practically all their color, he withdrew his hand despite how close he had finally gotten to reaching them.

T peeked when they didn't feel his hand creeping closer to them, they felt over the moon when they realized that he had listened, puzzled too, speechless, but it wasn't over yet, they looked up only to meet the giant's eyes for a split second which made them immediately look back down.

G noticed how uncomfortable the little human felt just looking at his eyes, it made him feel a little ashamed that he wasn't easier to look at "I am so, so sorry I chased you, I should have known you'd be scared if you saw something like me" wow that sounded petty, but he had no idea how else to say "I'm sorry my appearance makes you want to run away and hide"

"I... never met a human before, a living one, I got a little too excited when I saw you and overreacted when you ran away..." he said while fiddling with his hands, he felt the embarrassment and shame bury themselves into his core just by seeing things from her perspective. "You... know why we're afraid of you right..?" T asked timidly, afraid to upset the giant "because we're big, loud..." "you eat humans" T said in a stern tone, but immediately began cowering again once the giant looked at T in shock.

"I didn't think you'd know about that" "I do... everyone does" T explains and watches as the giant's expression turned somber, even more, ashamed than before. "I won't... eat you," G said in a soft voice, looking back over to see that T had slowed made their way to the front of the alley, they still took a step back when G noticed them "do you promise?" T asked "I promise" G nodded, somehow it was enough to make T step out of their only safe zone... maybe they were just that exhausted, or maybe they were naive enough to trust him for his word.

G once again got a little too overexcited and leaned closer to the human "you're here! Hi- um... can we start over? I think we got off on a rough start" T took a few steps back as their eyes widen, flinching at how close he suddenly got. "A-ah um... I don't know, this is a lot you know- a-and I don't usually make friends this quickly" T stammered while eying the alley once again, oh lord they really had to be more careful with what they said, they don't want to become a mints pulp.

G felt like he was some kind of bully with the way T was talking to him, walking on eggshells but still trying to find a way to reject his offer... "We don't have to be friends, I just don't want you to have that as a first impression of me..." "well you should have thought that through before chasing me.." T thought to themselves, but they decide to humor the giant just in case "I'm... Daisy..." T now known as Daisy answers while fiddling with her skirt, they had a rather puzzling look to G, he couldn't put his finger on it... but something about them was just so beautiful "I'm Branch... it's nice to meet you Daisy" Daisy watched the giant's eyes light up, it was something so innocent about his reaction, the way he seemed to melt once he heard them introduce themselves...

G/t Tiny town lockdown 1/??

T wakes up one late morning and gets themselves dressed as usual, heading out to town they notice that it's oddly quiet and everything seems to either be abandoned or locked down.

Cars were parked messily on the streets with huge dents in them and broken windows, even brick walls and electrical lines are completely ruined.

It's only when T heard on a nearby radio a warning that their protective barriers had gone down that they understood what danger they were in ... Giants were roaming through their streets and everyone was called into lockdown and out of sight by all means necessary.

T hadn't turned on their radio this morning... So now they had to hurry home before they got caught. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before they ran straight into one while turning a corner in a hurry.

They felt their heart sink to their stomach as the giant made eye contact with T... G had been sitting on the pavement while watching his brothers kick around a small van as if it was a ball.

It was only once they had caught a glimpse of something moving in the corner of his eye that he noticed T. G had no intention of causing any harm and neither did any of the other giants, they were simply curious but never found anyone, so they had just assumed that this tiny town was abandoned, if they had known better they wouldn't have been so reckless...

G and T stared at each other for a moment in shock, before T made a hasty attempt to run the other way, they ignored the giant's plea to stop or come back and tried to take narrow streets and corners in an attempt to lose them, but eventually was stuck in a dead end, they were lucky that the alley was just long enough for the giant not to be able to reach them, but they were still stuck with their back against the wall.

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