#look at me obsessing over wizard of oz

[sparkletastic-cookiedough]

Oh my goodness:

Cowardly lion is very lion, as he should be.

And he’s got an attractive haircut.

He’s so expressive.

Woodman is just a lil rusty, which works.

He’s got a human brain? I think? Works with the book canon backstory.

Love his very mechanical look. It’s looks mechanically functional, rather than humanoid. He’s still a man, but he’s now more machine.

And it’s a unique silhouette, which is important for drawings.

Dorothy is delightfully short.

I would not trust her to wander Oz by herself, but Witch of the North makes different choices I suppose.

Toto is an angular dog.

Love that floppy scarecrow.

Witch of the North! She’s very pretty, with a pretty dress. She should probably be in purple accents instead of blue, but maybe she’s just sporting the local colors…

She’s very glittery.

Which of the west is HOT.

And she’s got yellow accents cause she’s a winkie? Perfection.

Shes so angular. And TALL.

And her one creepy eye.

Updated my wizard of Oz lineup!

[lonelyroommp3]

literally all "former gifted kid" discourse completely ignores the REAL unexpected consequence of being a very precocious child, which is if you happen to go into teaching or working with kids, especially if you don't actually have any teaching qualifications because you just sort of stumbled into the whole thing by accident, you very quickly realise you have absolutely no frame of reference for what normal learning and developmental milestones are. last night i was trying to teach my choir kids to sing in latin for the first time and started off with this little game where i gave them the lyric sheets and tried to see if through clues & reasoning they could guess what language it was. at times they hugely impressed me (unanimous first guess was spanish and i was like omg my little linguists identifying a romance language...) but other attempts to give clues had me like. okay is it normal for a 10 year old to have no idea what the capital of italy is or should i be worried

[inkdemonapologist]

Way back before we got the BatDR trailer I had this wild theory -- basically, that the reason they couldn't show any concept art/trailers/etc was that BatDR was gonna pull a wizard of oz and suddenly be in colour partway through. So then that's why we were getting teasers like "look, its a model of A SHELF," because all the actual interesting stuff would've obviously been in colour and spoiled the surprise.

Part of the reason I thought this would work really well was that I assumed Nathan's acquisition of the Bendy IP and "revival" of the franchise in-world would be thematically relevant, rather than just... an excuse to have a second game. Like, Bendy is in new hands now, the cartoons are essentially being rebooted, and there's a LOT of thematic potential in that concept of Old vs New or the good and bad aspects of Change, and the idea that reviving Bendy in the real world would impact the ink realm was a fascinating concept to me. Now that we know the main thrust of the story........... actually I still think this could've worked with it? The sepia-toned Memory of Joey's Regret and the evil of the Ink Demon lingers over the studio and corrupts this new colourful world, while Wilson, the Man Who Killed The Ink Demon, is the one trying to forcibly extinguish these old stains and make the machine useful again.

Geez, you could tie Wilson's motivation in pretty directly actually if you dropped the ENTIRE thing where he says he's trying to BETTER THE WORLD THRU THE POWER OF THE MACHINE or whatever and instead just make him an actual janitor whose dad just gave him this bottom-tier job at his company. Give Nathan one audiolog about how his son is neglectful at work and its hard to find a job he can actually do or some such, and then you have Wilson as someone desperate to prove he deserves more. He sees his father's idolisation of Joey is naive, is able to realise the memory of Joey may be literally corrupting the business through the machine, and wants to eradicate that -- including Audrey, the most subtle infiltration of Joey Drew's influence. He's essentially the force of the New applied with no respect for the Old -- and then you could still give Wilson ties to that psychedelic neon ink from the Shipahoy battle; in fact, you could probably lean into it more: colour taken to the extreme, colour taken too far, something just as destructive as Joey's monochrome obsession.

(I've always loved the idea that Wilson isn't actually an artist and just stole the Shipahoy design while janitoring, which works great with the Shipahoy Monstrosity at the end being part crab because he couldn't actually create an isolated model to feed the machine... in this current era of The Threat Of AI Generation, the idea of wilson introducing a lot of mechanical innovation and incompetently dumping artwork into the machine to make new, too-colourful horrors in the interest of impressing his father while destroying all the old things these cartoons were first built on feels apropos lmao. obviously AI wasn't a huge talking point while BatDR was in production, but "ppl who assume more technology automatically makes art better while inadvertently destroying its heart" is extremely not new)

So the ink realm could be partially in colour (a world changed by the new cartoons), partially sepia (the infected memories of the old studio), and partially glowy neon (wilson's overzealous renovation). It'd be neat if Audrey became a bit of both -- partially colour, partially sepia -- and represented the new cartoons' ties to the old. Learning about the horrors that befell her father's old studio and the Gent technology that Wilson is now using are both relevant -- Joey's exploitation of actual artists who care was bad, and so is Wilson's complete disregard for the heart of these artists' work. The memory of Joey can't fix it because he is part of the problem -- he and the demon are the source of the monochrome infection -- so you have to be the one to bring heartfelt colour into this world, a power none of the others have; find a way to heal those trapped by old wrongs and restart the cycle in a better direction. Then, when Audrey says she wants to create a kinder cycle at the end, we have an idea of what that means and that she can do it b/c there's simple symbolism associated with it -- the new, colourful world that's neither corrupted by festering wrongs nor torn apart by Wilson's machines.

anyway. thats my half-baked idea. i still think its a shame that there WAS colour in there for like 2 seconds and they did NOTHING WITH IT!!!!

[cat-mermaid]

You know whats gonna be crazy about Wicked being two movies is that the second part is going to bomb

Its going to be like the It movies, everyone loves the first part where their kids but hates the second adult half

The book the play is based on is a depressing mess, I've read it twice and already made like 3 rant posts about it. If this first movie stops after the "Defying Gravity" bit then all the second half is gonna be is:

Elphaba failing to be a terrorist, getting that one guy she bones(Fiyero) killed, ending up in a nunnery and being semi-comatose when she gives birth to his child, going away to the middle of nowhere for the rest of her life and neglecting said child, obsessing over animals, developing a-

OH WAIT, HAHA, NO

the Broadway show was fucking smart and completely hucked that whole second act out the window and rewrote it wholesale. Because Fiyero fucking does not come back as the scarecrow, thats a random ass delusion that Elphaba comes up with towards the end of the book when shes fucking losing her grip on reality. Boq is just some guy, he doesn't become the Tin Man, its implied that some dude Nessarose fucks over with her magic becomes the Tin Man

Like you gotta understand how much the original second half is just Elphie sitting in that castle and just aging and being a deeply unlikable person, she gives up on her whole justice crusade pretty fucking fast. She doesn't overthrow the Wizard, he just fucking leaves. Madame Morrible literally dies of old age, warm in her bed and Elphie is so crazed that she cracks a dead women's head open with a marble bust and declares that shes killed her

the whole second half of the book is just everyone Elphaba went to school with trying to live their adult lives, being freaked out by her random crazy bullshit and trying to talk her down off the edge of a cliff while she yells crazy conspiracy BS while pointing at them

everyone who was ever important to her dies, usually as a direct result of her actions, and then Dorothy rolls up and goes oh god i'm so sorry I killed your sister i came all the way here just to tell you og can u ever forgive me? and Elph is so far gone that she mentally can't handle this and fucking sets her own ass on fire/Dorothy accidentally kills her by dumping water on her

SHE FUCKING DIES

the wizard fucks off and leaves OZ to rip itself apart due to the power vacuum his absence leaves

god this book is depressing, and i haven't even brought up all the weird ass sex stuff

This book being made into a Broadway musical is like Jhonen Vasquez getting to make a kids show for Nickelodeon:

It happened, but a lot of miracles had to be happening in the background cos jeesus look at the source material

[lover-of-mine]

NPLH anon here!

So, I went down a rabbit hole...

You know how some people theorize and joke about a three E title for Eddie's realization episode like Buck's? I personally throw that theory away because Buck's episode was a reference to the song "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered." The song I know is sung by Ella Fitzgerald, and that got me thinking if maybe they would reference another one of her songs for Eddie. Except that, upon doing some research, I discovered the original BB&B is not by her. It's a song from the musical Pal Joey, based on a novel that was also turned into a movie with Frank Sinatra. And we know Tim has no qualms of referencing media/creators more than once as seen by the s7 and s8 opening disasters.

So, this got me looking at the other songs in the show. And won't you believe this coincidence! Pal Joey has a song literally called "That Terrific Rainbow." The song is number 4 in the soundtrack. 804 is Eddie's 100th episode, which if we remember, 704 was the show's overall 100th episode and made into Buck's queer realization. 804 also follows 803 called "No place like home," a possible wizard of oz reference. (BB&B is song number seven, btw) Here's the lyrics for "That Terrific Rainbow:"

"My life had no color, before I met you / What could have been duller, the times I went through / You weakened my resistance, and colored my existence / I'm happy, and unhappy too."

"I'm a red hot mama, but I'm blue for you / I get purple with anger, at the things you do / And I'm green with envy, when you meet a dame / But you burn my heart up with an orange flame."

"I'm a red hot mama, but you white and cold / Don't you know your mama has a heart of gold / Though we're in those grey clouds, someday you see / That terrific rainbow over you and me."

As I mentioned, I knew the BB&B sung by Ella Fitzgerald before this, but she also did her own rendition of the actual "Somewhere over the Rainbow," from the Wizard of Oz.

Which could all mean nothing!

Hello my love, did I ever tell you I'm obsessed with the way your brain works? Because I am. I will be living in a land where this song is referenced on 804 title because hello???? It's not like the show doesn't like to parallel Buck and Eddie, I can totally see them pulling something like that.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The Right Place in Time

Summary: What if Steve was in the woods with Chrissy and Eddie getting weed for his headaches?

@disrespectedgoatman

Chapter One - Chapter Two - Chapter Three - Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Steve lay on Chrissy's bed with her in the middle while Eddie lay on her other side. Steve was caressing her forehead while Eddie gently rubbed her back while they whispered words of comfort to her. She wasn't asleep, and it didn't seem like she was going to sleep anytime soon despite the fact that she looked exhausted. Robin and Vickie were lying on the floor in sleeping bags next to the bed. They were whispering loudly, assuming that everyone had fallen asleep. Vickie was saying something about being very off with Dan and the next thing they knew, Vickie was making a reveal to Robin that wasn't meant for their ears. Steve assumed that it wasn't meant for their ears, anyway.

"I'm bisexual, Robin," Vickie whispered loudly and giggled but paused when Eddie accidentally let out a gasp. "Oh God, they heard me."

"Yes, we heard you say something about bicycles. Weird conversation topic, but alright," Eddie said.

"I know you heard me say I'm bisexual, Eddie," Vickie giggled. "Thank you for trying to cover it up but I don't mind you guys knowing."

"Well, as a fellow bisexual I felt it was my duty to help cover up any accidental outings," Eddie said.

"You're bisexual too?" Steve asked. "So am I."

"Oh my God! Am I the only lesbian in the room?" Robin asked.

"Yes, but think of it this way, you are not the only queer person in here," Vickie said and then gasped. "No, you're not the only friend of Dorothy here. I love that saying."

"Only because you're obsessed with the Wizard of Oz," Chrissy snorted.

"What's not to love?" Vickie asked.

"We should definitely watch that when this is all over," Robin said.

"Are you asking me on a date, Robin?" Vickie asked.

"Do you want me to be asking you on a date?" Robin asked nervously.

"Oh god," Steve said, and Eddie laughed.

"Yes," Vickie giggled.

"Then yes, I am," Robin said.

"I gladly accept," Vickie said.

Suddenly, Vickie began singing "Over the Rainbow." Everyone laughed but soon joined in. After that, they all drifted off to sleep. When they woke up the next morning, there was breakfast on the table and a note from Vickie's dad saying that he got called into work.

"What does your dad do, Vickie?" Steve asked as he and Robin fixed each other's plate.

Eddie smiled at them as he fixed his own plate and Chrissy's. Chrissy groaned at Steve's question, and Eddie looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, he cuts open people and removes their insides," Vickie grinned.

"What?!" Steve, Eddie, and Robin exclaimed as they nearly dropped their plates.

"He's a surgeon," Vickie explained, giggling, and they all sighed in relief.

"You have to stop explaining your dad's job to people like that, Vick," Chrissy said, shaking her head and smiling.

"I mean, he does do that, right?" Eddie asked. "I like you, Fisher."

Vickie giggled. They sat around the table and quietly ate their breakfast.

"I have to ask," Chrissy said softly. "What if the monster comes after me again?"

"We should definitely stop him," Vickie frowned.

"We'd have to find him first," Robin said.

"Most likely, he'd be in the Upside Down. Wouldn't he?" Eddie frowned. "Maybe he's trying to use you somehow to come through?"

"That's sounds possible," Chrissy said. "It did seem like he wanted something from me."

"You said that you had headaches and nightmares, right?" Steve asked, and Chrissy nodded. "What if he's targeting other people? I've been having headaches and nightmares lately. I thought maybe that it was because of what I've been through."

"Have you been having nosebleeds?" Chrissy asked.

"No," Steve frowned.

"Well, if you haven't had any, then probably not," Chrissy said. "Then again, we don't know for sure."

"Well, he probably is targeting other people," Vickie said. "How would we find that out?"

They sat around the breakfast, looking thoughtfully at their plates as they half-heartedly finished their food. Chrissy dropped her fork.

"Oh! Ms. Kelly! I've been talking to her. Maybe other students have too," Chrissy said.

"So, we just ask her?" Steve asked.

"No, we have to look at her files because she's not going to just tell us," Chrissy said.

"Which means breaking into her office," Eddie sighed.

"I'm sorry, Eddie," Chrissy said softly.

"Yeah, I guess this means I'll be using those lovely skills my dad taught me," Eddie grinned, the smile not reaching his eyes.

"Look at it this way. You'll be using them for good. Using them to help people," Chrissy said gently.

Eddie smiled, his eyes lighting up. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. Steve grinned at them, leaning on his elbows to watch them.

"Oh, look at that, Stevie's feeling left out again," Eddie said. "I'll fix that."

He crawled across the table towards Steve, causing Vickie and Chrissy to shriek with laughter. Eddie grabbed Steve’s face and planted a slobbery wet kiss on his cheek.

"Dumbass!" Robin shrieked. "You spilled bacon into my lap."

Once they cleaned up, they all climbed into Steve’s car again. Chrissysatg in the passenger's seat andpattedg her lap at Eddie.

"You want me to sit in your lap?" Eddie asked.

"My thighs are very strong," Chrissy said.

"Oh, alright. I'm always up for trying something new," Eddie grinned and crawled into her lap. "Hmm, I like this. I feel like a princess."

"You are a princess, Eddie. A very pretty princess," Chrissy said and kissed his cheek.

Steve grinned when Eddie giggled, blushing.

"Don't worry, big boy," Eddie said. "Next time, someone else can drive, and you can sit in my lap."

"I'm holding you to that, princess," Steve said and squeezed his knee.

The radio tucked under Steve’s seat crackled to life, and Dustin's voice screeched through.

"Steve?! This is Dustin. Where the hell are you? Over!"

Robin picked it up, and Eddie made grabby hands at her. She sighed and handed him the radio.

"Ground control, this is Major Tom. Over," Eddie grinned.

"Eddie, this is no time for jokes!" Dustin shrieked. "Is Steve with you? Over."

"Take your protein pills and put your helmet on," Eddie sang into the radio, and Chrissy giggled into his shoulder.

"Eddie!"

"Relax, shrimp, your mother is here as well as your other father. Your auntie Robin and Aunt Vickie are here too," Eddie said.

"I'm the other dad?" Chrissy asked with a gasp.

"Of course, darling!" Eddie exclaimed.

"Yes!" Chrissy giggled.

"You're supposed to say over, Eddie!" Dustin exclaimed. "What's going on? How's Chrissy? Over."

Chrissy smiled and nodded at the radio. Eddie held it to her mouth.

"I'm fine. Thank you for asking, Dustin," Chrissy said. "I have a broken arm, and my abusive mother tried to show up and take me away, but she's out of my life now. Over!"

"Yes, we all had an emergency sleepover at Chrissy's uncle, who's also Vickie's dad. Over," Eddie said.

"You had a sleepover without us? Over," Lucas came on the radio.

Vickie moved forward, and Eddie gladly held the radio to her mouth.

"I'll happily invite you and the rest of Hellfire over for a slumber party after this is all over. Me and my dad don't believe in any of the Satanism nonsense that they say about you. This is Vickie, by the way. Over!" She said cheerfully.

"Hell yeah! Over!" Gareth's voice came over the radio.

"What are you guys doing right now?" Dustin asked. "Over."

"We're following a lead, and if you're good, then Mommy and Daddies will bring you back a toy," Eddie said with a grin. "Over."

"No! No! If you're going to be following any leads on what's happening with Chrissy, you're going to need me!" Dustin shrieked. "Over!"

"The ego on this kid," Steve scoffed.

"It's his tone, right?" Eddie asked.

Chrissy giggled and pulled the radio to her face.

"Dustin, I appreciate the help, but I think you'd do better researching safely in the library, don't you think?" Chrissy asked. "Over."

"What, pray tell, would I be researching?" Dustin asked. "Over."

"I'm sure with your big smart brain of yours you can find anything," Chrissy said sweetly. "Over."

"Yeah, yeah, okay. Thanks, Lady Hellfire," Dustin said. "Over."

"You're a witch," Eddie said, accusingly.

"Yeah, Lady Hellfire, Wicked Witch of Hawkins," Chrissy said with a grin. "That's me."

"If you ever decided to play D&D, that would be an awesome name," Eddie said, and she giggled.

Steve smiled as he listened to them talk about turning one of Chrissy's spare uniforms into a Hellfire uniform. He listened to them laugh as Chrissy joked about making one for him and Steve. His hear swelled with each laughter. They already agreed to go on one date, but would it be too soon to call them his boyfriend and girlfriend? Hmm, what about lovers? Having both at the same time never even occurred to him even when he discovered that he was bisexual. It was a nice feeling, though. Steve’s eyes wondered to the backseat where his best friend was leaning her head close to her own interest and whispering with a wide grin on her face. Things were going well for them in that department. Now, all they had to do was save Chrissy. Shouldn't be too hard, should it? Robin caught his eyes, her eyes twinkling and hope fueled his veins.

Chapter Six

[fitzrove]

Musical questions! 28, 29, 30?

[To celebrate 400 followers I'm finally answering all these from my drafts :D]

28. What's a musical that you saw ages ago that you're still not over? What about it made you love it so much?

If watching a video counts as "seeing": Tanz der Vampire. I saw posters and ads on the street for the Helsinki 2016 production... but that was after it was already over, in April/May!!!!! I was so curious about it but forgot after the initial wondering. Then that summer I went to a two-week language camp/course in the UK (my first time abroad without parents!) where we were singing Total Eclipse in the music room and an older "camp counsellor" girl from Germany told us it's actually from a musical, and that night I took it as my sign to look it up and ended up watching sooo many clips on YouTube over and over for the rest of my time at that course, and eventually the whole 2005 proshot with English subs.

Something about it spoke to me in a way no other musical had before - I mean, I had liked POTO for years, that summer I also started listening to Hamilton, but neither of those rattled in my head to the same obsessive degree as TdV did <3

It came into my life at a special time, has come and gone since, and whenever I get back to it, it still hits the hardest out of any show I've ever watched. Whether it be the epic orchestral rock score (I'm not like an über Steinman fan but I like his stuff), the level of emotion (some would say melodrama <3) and the way the show itself has come to symbolise a lot of things to me over the years (freedom to leave an environment you're not happy in and remaking your life elsewhere; freedom to be yourself and go after what you want even if it goes against what's conventional or societally acceptable; the world belonging "to the shameless and the wicked" and the rest of us just having to roll with it). So yeah >:)

I've now seen TdV live three times: once in Stuttgart in autumn 2021, and twice in Hamburg this summer (2024). It wasn't perfect but it meant a lot :') I've also met Aris Sas and he liked my headcanons and hot takes, and wished me the best in my life and my studies 😭🙏

29. What's a musical that you used to really like but don't anymore? What made you fall out of love with it?

I think I'm falling out of love with Wicked!! It was one of the first shows I saw live (back in Finland) and that production left a lasting impression on me, but after seeing it in London twice (heheh) I think I'm satiated :') I will still want to see the movie though! I probably just won't have the energy to engage that much with the hot takes it will probably spawn kslsls. Plus I hate the discourse that the movie is stirring up about how the book is better and that should've been a movie instead dkkdldls. I think the book is kind of terrible and takes itself too seriously. Plus the sex scenes are bad bad bad bad....

Anyway - still like the musical, I think I have just overlistened to it and I don't usually find too much to "chew on" in the fandom space :D Especially since I don't know/care about Wizard of Oz lore 😭

30. What's a musical that's grown on you since you first saw it or listened to it? What made you appreciate it more?

Rudolf: Affaire Mayerling.......... I still think it's terrible but I keep making friends with people who know that it's inaccurate (and don't really care about defending its honor skkskd) and still love it for being camp 😭 I used to have a very negative view of it but now I can just listen to Du bleibst bei mir on repeat, enjoy wholeheartedly and pretend it's the whole show 😌 obligatory mention that I met and took a pic with Wietske at the Les Mis München stagedoor this year 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏

[justtothesea]

I finally got around to watching Band of Brothers last month, and now I'm obsessed with it and Winnix. These are some of my fav fics so far (more canon and modern and other aus under the cut) that I just had to rec - 'cause you know ya girl loves to make a rec list. Any other suggestions are welcomed! I'm very new to the fandom but I love them so much ♥

Canon Era fics:

Give Me Light, Give Me Life by unknown

rated E • 16,363 words

Summary: Post-war dreaming.

Here, in this bed with the warm weight of Dick’s body on his and their legs tangled together, his slow in-and-out breathing and one of Lew’s hands carelessly tucked up under his shirt, the war had never been closer to him and yet he felt at ease. They were refugees, the two of them, not of a country but of a moment in time to which they would never want to return but which would never let them go. They had to live inside and outside of it forever.

A Different War by x_art

Unrated • 28,796 words

Summary: In the dead space between one breath and the next, he had a revelation, or maybe it was just giving in. It was as if Nix had walked up, looked him in the eye and said gently, ‘Every one deserves to be happy, Dick. Even you.’

He dreamed of laying Nix down in the field of bright green clover that ran along the old Mill Road back home, and under the burning white sun, asking Nix if he could touch him.

He dreamed they were in the balcony of the old Century movie theater, sitting where all the spooners sat, watching The Wizard of Oz. Just when the house fell on the witch, Nix had turned to him, said something in French, his voice liquid and deep, and then leaned over for a kiss.

A Fine and Private Place by dancinguniverse

rated E • 3,157 words

Summary: Five places where Dick and Nix did not have sex, and one they did.

Dick peers in, then looks at him. “Lew, this is a closet.” Nix just blinks at him, and Dick tries to clarify. “Lew, this is Sink’s office closet.”  

“And he’s gone for the week,” Nix agrees easily. “Safe as houses.”

Nix isn’t an idiot. Yeah, it’s a closet, but it’s at least spacious and not horribly disgusting. On the other hand it is inside Sink’s office, but surely they can just ignore that part.

under ice there’s a world moving slow by irishmizzy

rated E • 3,100 words

Summary: He thinks of Dick and his bright red hair, the only spot of color in the whole damn forest, and then he makes himself stop thinking about it.

He shoves at Nixon’s shoulders with both his hands and for a moment Nixon panics, thinking that he’s finally crossed the line and he’ll be transferred to HQ or court-martialed before dawn. But Dick doesn’t leave, just pushes Nixon backwards, toward the middle of the foxhole and then he’s pulling Nixon back toward him again, all the way back, so that they’re lying down and Dick’s tongue is in his mouth again and they’re pressed together and it’s like he’s been waiting the whole war for this.

A Few Degrees Warmer by bigboobedcanuck

rated T • 3,296 words

Summary: Dick has trouble shaving. Lew has trouble of his own.

“Don’t touch it, Nix.”

Lew lowers his hand, curling his fingers into a fist. “It doesn’t hurt. Is that good or bad? If it hit the artery I’d have bled out all over my foxhole by now.”

The thought would bring Dick to his knees if he wasn’t on them already. Despite the cold, sweat breaks out on his forehead under his helmet. “Medic!”

Too Far Along by bigboobedcanuck

rated E • 14,669 words • (A Few Degrees Warmer sequel)

Summary: In Haguenau, Lew and Dick eagerly anticipate time alone. The Germans have their own plans.

Groaning, Lew presses against him again, rotating his hips. “It’s always the quiet ones.”

Dick’s suddenly struck by a decidedly unpleasant sensation. “Have there been…have you….” He shakes his head. “Never mind.”

“Why, Captain Winters, are you jealous?” Lew grins, eyes gleaming.

“No. Maybe.”

Finding Home by destina

rated M • 4,902 words

Summary: Civilian life is challenging for Nix.

If it was ever going to happen, he’d told himself, it would have happened in that foxhole in Bastogne, when they huddled together for twelve hours under a tarp, too cold to move, too cold even to drink. Or maybe in Holland, in the rat trap where they’d been holed up for weeks. Maybe in Paris on a weekend pass, if they’d ever gotten around to it. Maybe in the quarters Dick put together for senior battalion staff in Germany.

Here’s to happy endings by astrapod

rated M • 2,521 words

Summary: Dick is injured in Bastogne.

They prepared him for getting shot at. They prepared him for bombs and foxholes and incompetent leaders. Hell, they even prepared him for going against human instinct by throwing himself out of a perfectly good airplane.

Nobody prepared him for watching his best friend die a slow and gruesome death.

Shades of Green by siarc_a_botel

rated T • 2k~ words

Summary: Trying not to be jealous was a hard task, especially for some members of Easy Company.

Looks like Nix only goes for red heads, huh?” Welsh giggled from Dick’s left, taking a swig of his alcohol.

Dick ignored him as he watched Nixon and the girl carry on dancing as if nothing happened, the lieutenant more than happy to keep her entertained. But by the way she was still practically gluing herself to Nixon’s side, hands roaming a little too far south, Dick wasn’t exactly happy to let it continue for much longer.

🔒A Drink of Stars by semperama

rated E • 2,850 words

Summary: “It doesn’t seem like a night for moderation.”

If anyone asked him, he’d say the only reason he hasn’t done this yet is he didn’t think Dick would go for it, but he’d have been proved a liar after the first touch of his tongue to Dick’s skin, when Dick gasps and curls his hands into the sheets and tucks his knees closer to his torso to give Nix better access. The truth is, it’s not Dick who has been keeping him from anything. Nix has never been sure he’d like this himself, and it’s taken him getting good and soused to work up the bravery.

Fragments on Impulse by atlanticslide

rated T • 2,250words

Summary: Dick’s father used to say that impulse was the instrument of fools. Lewis Nixon is a man guided by impulse, but he’s far from a fool, and it’s that contradiction that Dick catches on first in the other man. It intrigues him, but he doesn’t really stop to consider why.

He’s the one who won’t leave the foxhole next to Dick’s even though Lew doesn’t actually need to be out here with the Company.

But it’s Dick who leans forward on this night, ostensibly to crowd into Lew’s space for warmth once again, and instead – without the good sense of forethought and quick, careful planning that usually controls Dick’s mind – presses his mouth against Lew’s.

The Earth Below My Feet by fiorediloto

rated E • 175,747 words total • Complete Series

Summary: Dick and Nix’s relationship through it all, from OCS to the end of the war.

“Nix, I can’t do this again,” Dick said.

“This,” Nix objected pointedly, “we’ve never done before.”

Dick looked confused. “Then I don’t know what you’re offering.”

“It’s not that hard,” Nix murmured, rolling up on his side. He threaded his fingers through the thin hair on Dick’s temples and then upwards, through the thicker locks. “Everything. Every goddamn thing. Unconditional surrender. Roll in the tanks and call me Poland.”

Fragments on Impulse by atlanticslide

rated T • 2,250 words

Summary: Dick’s father used to say that impulse was the instrument of fools. Lewis Nixon is a man guided by impulse, but he’s far from a fool, and it’s that contradiction that Dick catches on first in the other man. It intrigues him, but he doesn’t really stop to consider why.

He’s the one who won’t leave the foxhole next to Dick’s even though Lew doesn’t actually need to be out here with the Company.

But it’s Dick who leans forward on this night, ostensibly to crowd into Lew’s space for warmth once again, and instead – without the good sense of forethought and quick, careful planning that usually controls Dick’s mind – presses his mouth against Lew’s.

Alternate Universe/Modern and Other AUs/Tropes/Omegaverse fics:

make sweet my hive by novembersmith

rated T and up  • 4,958 words • Spy AU

Summary: This may be the single worst moment of Lewis Nixon’s life.

“You’ve been holding out on me, Winters,” he says brightly into the earpiece and hears Dick hum back, pleased and proud. Lew can tell because he knows the tone of it, knows Dick so well that it makes him want to saunter to the other side of the bar, order a bottle of their finest, pound it, fling himself into Dick’s lap. Makes him want to forget the case, forget that apparently Dick has actual game he’s been hiding all these years and has never bothered to show Lew. Some spy he is.

He keeps talking anyway. “So you’re the honeypot from now on, and I’ll be the staid Quaker vinegar, how’s that sound?”

It Happened One Night by raquelelpillo

rated M and up  • 7,704 words • Groundhog Day/Time Loop

Summary: This Nixon gets the chance to do the day before the big jump over and over and over.

“Just tell him.” Nixon sighs like he’s heaving out his lungs, flops back onto the sandy beach. “Tell who and tell him what?” Lipton’s tone softens. “What harm can you do? He’ll reset.” Nixon yanks his discarded jacket over his eyes, blocking the sleepy English sun glittering off the Channel. “That’s the worst of it.”

Folded and Unfolded and Unfolding by unknown

rated E • 18,801 words • Modern AU

Summary: In their somewhat dingy grad student apartment after the war, ft. Burt the dog (and sometimes Ike the cat).

From the couch, Lew said, “Give me your phone so you don’t drunk dial anyone,” and god, he loved Lew so much. He wondered if Lew knew that. He wanted to talk about it, but most of all he wanted to be by Lew and he really loved him. He left the peanut butter on the counter and stumbled to the couch, where he sat with a heavy and pleasurable sigh. So nice. There was a thump and Dick turned his head to see that the dog had dragged the open peanut butter jar to the ground and was licking it.

“Well, at least you’re not coughing,” Lew said.

The Underside of the Dice by tfwatson

rated M • 28,623 words • Parallel Universe

Summary: Easy Company was at its breaking point, on a tipping scale between life before and life after the war. Dick, it would seem, was no different. When he reneges on an order for a second prisoner snatch, fate decides that one good deed deserves another, and on the night that Nix writes his bogus report into the early hours, Dick wakes to find himself in another place, in another time, and in a reality in which he’s dating Lewis Nixon III.

“I’d try and explain, but I ain't got much time and I’m not allowed to say much.” He looks around quickly then down at his hands where his fingers seem to be disappearing at the edges in little wisps of skin-colored smoke. Dick inhales sharply.

“That was a fine thing you did today, sir,” the trooper continues, tone determined. “A real good thing.” His smile and the way he fidgets is reminiscent of Nix’s earlier enthusiasm. “Someone noticed.”

The Lighting of a Fire by novembersmith

rated E  • 15,965 words • (with Lipton/Spiers) • Teacher/High School AU

Summary: Teacher!au featuring Dick as the principal, Nix as the head secretary who pines for him, Lip as the math teacher everyone loves, and Speirs as a badass English teacher with a crush.

If only sex was a thing between them, he wouldn’t ever need to have another girlfriend again. They’re friends, though, nothing more, and even best friends don’t think of each other like that. And that, right there, is the reason he kept Kathy around, the reason he needs to get another girlfriend soon, because the more time he spends fucking some chick, the less time he spends thinking about things he’s not supposed to, like Dick, all spread out on his bed, flushed from something other than spicy chicken, panting and needy, all for Nix.

work sucks, i know by countbass_e

rated T  • 4,458 words • Modern/Office Space AU

Summary: Lewis Nixon works at a software company and pines hopelessly for a redheaded bartender. Then he breaks the law two different ways, falls in love, and quits his job. Not necessarily in that order.

“How about this— I’m going to go to the Chinese restaurant down the block, and if you want to, you meet me there. And if you don’t want to, you don’t. No pressure.”

Dick blinks at him, and Nix thinks he’s surprised him again. But he likes that, he likes the surprise on Dick’s face, and the way his open mouth slowly fades into that tiny, bemused smile again. “Okay. No pressure.”

“None at all,” Nix promises, and finishes his drink. At least when he goes to jail on Monday, he can go to jail knowing that he gave it a shot.

leave your boots by the bed (we ain’t leaving this room) by sweetmel

rated E  • 7,174 words • Space/Star Trek AU

Summary: Captain Winters is undergoing his first pon farr. Nixon is his first officer

Nix is quiet for a minute. “What can you do to fix it?” Nix asks, already suspecting what the answer will be even before Roe tells him.

“Nothing,” Roe says. “I can maybe buy him an extra day with supressors and a couple of agents to have his system keep up with the overload, but — he doesn’t have a tumor, there’s not some obvious cause for why this is happening. But until the excess hormone production at least tapers off–“

🔒Song for a Winter’s Night by murreleteer

rated E  • 19,883 words • A/B/O Verse

Summary: Dick had never especially had to worry about being an omega in the army, even if he had to work twice as hard to prove himself. Then the German Army cut the lines around Bastogne, and the 101st’s supply of suppressants began to run out.

“Sink over no one,” he said. “It’s the chain of command. I’ll be all right. Just glad we’re not still under Sobel.” He’d always felt the weight of Sobel’s eyes on him, and wondered if he’d wanted Dick like that or not. That at least hadn’t been one of Sobel’s failings, and he’d never made an actual move on any of the omegas, so far as Dick had seen.

“Christ,” Nix said, momentarily distracted, “now there’s a thought.” He frowned, then pulled himself back on track. “Anyway, what I’m trying to say that is if it happens, and I’m not saying it will, there’s no sense getting someone to drive you into town just for that.”

“I don’t see much of an alternative,” Dick said.

The State That I’m In by jouissant

rated E  • 5,072 words • A/B/O Verse

Summary: Every night, come hell or high water, Dick Winters got down on his knees and thanked God for three things: his family’s continued good health, his own increasingly miraculous ability to make it through another day, and his stash of heat suppressants.

Nix burst into Dick’s billet the way he always did, as though it was his God-given right to be wherever Dick was at all times, as though drawn to him like a magnet.

Dick wondered if he had ever noticed that before, really, and if he had why hadn’t he noticed how absolutely maddening it was that Nix should simply flaunt himself in front of him this way, shirt hastily buttoned, pale neck shaded with stubble? And the smell of him, which was sweaty and sour, all alpha, albeit one in dire need of a shower? It was offensive to Dick. Dick would not stand for it.

[agirlattea]

Mahoyaku Proposal Day 2023 Voice Lines:

Central Wizards:

Oz: Wizards don't make promises. If we break a promise, we will lose our magic. Even if you meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with... don't make careless choices.

Arthur: The words "I swear that I love you" can surely strengthen someone’s heart. …However, I still can't imagine the day when I will be able to say it.

Cain: Maybe someday I’ll meet someone I love from the bottom of my heart, make a promise to marry them, and spend the rest of my life by their side. I’m sure that’s a form that happiness can take. But I'm still very happy right now. Because you and my other dear friends are by my side.

Riquet: A promise of marriage is also proof of sincere belief that one’s current feelings will never waver... I wonder if the day will come when I can meet someone who I feel for in that way. For now, I am still unsure��

Northern Wizards:

Snow: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. However, there are people like us who know the value of companionship. I can't imagine letting go of the hand of someone I love. Each person is free to decide who to spend their life with. Now, whose hand will you take?

White: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. But there are some, like us, who know the joy of coexistence. The happiness of having someone you love by your side is irreplaceable. Each person is free to choose what they love. Now, what do you love?

Mithra: Could you keep this for a moment? I’m going to use it in a magic circle to kill Oz, so I’m putting it on your finger so you don't lose it… The ring finger on your left hand? The finger it’s on doesn’t matter.

Owen: iIf you swear not to move or utter a word without my permission, if you swear you'll listen to me for the rest of your life, I might consider keeping you around for a little while. Perhaps I’ll even let you meow.

Bradley: Northern wizards tend to obsess over their prey. Even if their logic tells them they shouldn't, their instincts say otherwise. Once they’ve fallen in love... they won’t ever let go until they die.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: Wizards can live alone. For us to find someone who wants to be with us… is surely something close to a miracle.

Nero: Getting married. Peacefully, calmly, without change. I could just be with someone I care about… What am I talking about? After all, something like that seems difficult for me to do.

Heathcliff: If I were to find someone so important to me that I’d want to marry them, I’d like to convey my thoughts to them on my own. “Years and decades from now, I vow to continue to love you and stay by your side…” I still don't have the confidence to look into someone’s eyes and say something like that.

Shino: I have no intention of making more troublesome promises for now. Even without any promises, I'll still risk my life to protect the person I want to cherish for the rest of my life. Is that not enough?

Western Wizards:

Shylock: I wonder if there will come a day when you will pledge your undying love to someone… or something. What kind of voice you have, what kind of face you’ll make, and what kind of vow you’ll swear… I must admit, I’m a little interested.

Murr: Is it true that when you make a confession in your world, you say, "The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it”? That’s the same thing I say to the moon! I might be able to get along with whoever came up with that phrase!

Rustica: A proposal is a precious, once in a lifetime promise. That's why I feel I want to cherish it. Unfortunately, I have forgotten the words I proposed with to my bride, but it is fun to think about what the old me would have said.

Chloe: “Please marry me...!” *Sigh* I was so nervous that my voice trembled… I wonder if it's still too early for me to practice proposing... But someday, when I meet someone important to me, I want to be able to properly tell them how I feel.

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: I wonder what kind of words you’ll use when you pledge your eternal love to someone. You can practice with me so that you don't panic when the time comes.

Lennox: A word of a promise, huh... I can't seem to think of any clever or romantic words. It might be better to study a little by reading poems and novels like the ones Rutile likes.

Rutile: I still can't imagine the day when I’ll promise to marry someone... but I want you to stay by my side forever. As our Sage and our dear friend.

Mitile: It's probably very difficult for a wizard and a human to get married. I wish I could ask Mother how she felt when she married Father…

Back to Voice Lines

[mirikitakato]

[Translation] Reflections of the Moon in the Teardrops of Pavone: Episode 6

Murr: He doesn’t want her to be hated. He wants her to be loved. But is that what the Taboo Peacock wished for?

Akira: ...Ah…?

Murr – whose hair was in a color similar to the Taboo Peacock's, shook his head and looked straight into my eyes.

Murr: You and Angelo are similar. When you see Western wizards being rejected by humans, you put on that look like you've been hurt yourself. Like when you were talking to Keith earlier!

Akira: Ahaha...so you noticed.

Murr: Of course, you show it all on your face! Sometimes you have that worried look, like you're afraid that we Western wizards might play horrible pranks on humans. And when Bradley, or the Northern wizards try to threaten humans, you desperately try to stop them. You want to make sure the Sage’s wizards are not hated, but loved by humans. But most Western wizards prefer to surprise humans than be kind to them. Same case, Northern wizards also prefer to be feared than loved by those around them. That's their personalities. Do you want us to sacrifice our true selves in order to be good kids and loved by humans?

Akira: ...T-that…

His clever eyes pierced me. As if waiting for the answer that comes out of my mouth.

Akira: (There might be persecution if there are many humans who hate wizards, and they might become targets for mana stone hunting... I don't want to hear things like "The world is in a mess now because of the Sage’s Wizards", like what happened during the last Great Calamity again, but... ...Is this really the best?)

Cain was stripped of his title as the Captain of the knights because he was a wizard. Everytime I thought about that past, it made me sad. When careless words were thrown at Rutile or Arthur at the Granvelle Castle party. When Mitile said he was surprised and startled by a scream nearby, because he used magic to carry luggages when he went out into the big city… I got this sharp sting in my heart.

Akira: (But…Is that enough justification to say "I hate it" or "I'm having a hard time"? “I wish everyone would cherish the things I love. Don't be mean to them.”  But…who am I making that wish for? …Have I been trying to control everyone's individuality with my emotions and desires until now?)

Cain: Sage…

Bradley: …Yeah, I understand the gist of what you're saying. If the Sage wants me to chill a bit, I'm down. But I ain't ditching everything that makes me, me. Humans and wizards shouldn't be bending over backwards to please everyone, right? But I'm curious what you, the Sage's Wizard who fights the moon every year, has to say about that. You've been talking a big game, but in the end, aren't you also ignoring the moon's individuality of “attacking once a year”?

Murr: Nope, I'm not fulfilling my mission because I want the moon to be loved by everyone and not hated. I had also suggested to just accept the coming moon.

Bradley: Hah?

Rutile, Mitile, Cain: Eh…

Shylock, Oz: ......

Riquet: Shylock, did you know?

Shylock: ...Yes. If you knew about his obsession with the moon, it wouldn't be a surprise. It was a proposal that was unanimously rejected, of course, by Lord Snow and Lord White.

Murr: I passed out at the banquet held before fighting the Great Calamity! When I came to my sense, the fight for that year was already over! The twins said I said the same thing before my soul shattered and knocked me out!

Shylock: Consider yourself lucky that you didn’t turn to stone.

Akira: Eh…

Murr: I've been trying to seriously send it back ever since. Because I can't meet the moon if I die. But I've been thinking about it all along. Will rejecting the moon be the right thing to do? Will accepting it really lead to death? If we accept it, a new world might open up.

Bradley: ...Heh.

Mitile: ...For some reason, even Mr. Bradley seem to be enjoying this.

Bradley: I've thought about somethin’ similar too. It's surprisingly interesting to question things that you're naturally accepting.

Ignoring Bradley's smirk, Murr circled around and headed towards me.

Murr: There's no need for Angelo or you to worry so much about my question. I've never said you were weird, and I've never said I was weird either. I don't want to say such thing. I'm just curious: Why do you think that way? So, Sage. Just answer my question honestly from your heart!

Akira: From...my heart…

[Voice of the past]

Murr: While the Taboo Peacock research is captivating, the idea of finding an antidote didn't particularly appeal to me. It seems like a very intricate and challenging path to pursue! Even scientifically proving its toxicity is a significant hurdle. I've studied plants myself, but antidotes weren't my area of interest. It's an unknown territory even for Dr. Murr Hart.

Angelo: …Yeah. I know that. But I still...

Murr: 《Eanul Rambul》

Angelo: …!

Murr: Lemme give you this!

Angelo: ...A pen? Wow, it even has Murr's autograph!

Murr: Regardless of good or evil, I'm interested in the information about the Taboo Peacock's poison. Your research must be expensive, right? It seems you have a patron right now, but you're too kind, you might get kicked out anytime by them. If you need money, sell it! It has Murr Hart's autograph on it!

Angelo: Murr...Thank you. I'll cherish it.

Murr: Did you hear? I said sell it.

Angelo: I can't sell such a precious gift.

Murr: You're an excellent researcher, but you're a bit too emotional. Someday, you might get yourself in trouble because of that, ya know!

[Voice of the past ends]

Rutile: ...Mr. Murr and Mr. Angelo, the two of you have a beautiful friendship. Chasing a tough dream with unwavering determination, what a reassuring and joyful thing it must be to have someone supporting you every step of the way. I think I'm starting to understand Mr. Angelo's feelings a little better now.

Rutile looked up at the swaying leaves, smiled gently.

Murr: What Angelo wants to achieve is a difficult and challenging dream, it was so time-consuming that he didn’t even have time to chat with me. I had no intention of coming here until he had created the path he dreamed of.

In response to Murr's words, the rustling of the trees came down as a human voice. As if to tell us the time the two researchers had spent together, talking about love.

Gentle man's voice: When did you think you liked the moon the most?

Free-spirited man's voice: Many times! It changes every day!

Gentle man's voice: Knowing that looking at the moon could get you poisoned and kill you, would you still do it?

Free-spirited man's voice: I would!

Gentle man's voice: And here I am afraid of dying from poison, I'm a scaredy-cat...

Free-spirited man's voice: I wouldn't call you a scaredy-cat for being wary of a lethal poison. But after learning to appreciate a tree's poisonous nature, I'd definitely be hesitant around the Taboo Peacock. What kind of precautions should be taken? Am I potentially forcing my values on her? Maybe the Taboo Peacock enjoys her poisonous individuality. She might even be proud of it.

Gentle man's voice: Assuming that hypothesis holds, she might be mourning the loss of her ability to possess the poison.

Free-spirited man's voice: It makes perfect sense, doesn't it? The presence of poison naturally signals that she doesn’t want to be approached.

Gentle man's voice: The Taboo Peacock got its poison in the distant past, so it might not be the case now.

Free-spirited man's voice: Certainly, it might be different now! Then there's also the possibility that the Taboo Peacock might be sad about hurting you.

Gentle man's voice: If the moon could feel, what would it have felt when it shattered your soul…? And if it were capable of grief, would it mourn the pain it caused you? If the moon held affection for you, how would you respond?

Free-spirited man's voice: …The moon? Loves me? Me?

Shylock, Murr: ….

At the point where I became curious about what came next, the Taboo Peacock's rustling turned into a meaningless sound.

Akira: ...What was Murr answer to Mr. Angelo's question?

Murr: I couldn't answer.

Akira: Eh?

Mitile: Even Mr.Murr has something he can’t answer...?

Cain: That’s unexpected. Have you ever thought about the possibility that the moon might like you back?

Murr: No.

Cain: Why not?

Murr: Why not...

Murr's voice, repeating Cain's words, was uncharacteristically vague and hazy. After an unnatural and short silence, Murr opened his mouth.

Murr: …Isn't it too arrogant to believe that something so magnificent and lovely could possibly love me?

His expression, a mix of embarrassment and frustration, yet reminiscent of a pure-hearted boy swayed by love, inadvertently drew my attention. Murr halted before the imposing entrance door.

Episode 5 | Episode 7

[elizacarlsonwrites]

Thoughts on the upcoming title Wicked? Not sure if you've heard about it

(Pretending for the bit that I haven’t already been talking your ear off nonstop about this movie for Months)

Somehow this turned into the whole story of my obsession with Wicked, so here goes:

I have loved Wicked (musical) since I was maybe somewhere in the range of seven to ten years old or something (who knows for sure, I’m notoriously bad with the concept of time at this point). My mother had the CD from when she had seen the (I think) original Broadway cast, so the music was always Around as I was growing up. I remember also being quite fascinated by the cover art. At some point I was also quite fascinated by the Wizard of Oz stories and film, so that played into it as well, but eventually I’d effectively stolen the CD for myself (it’s still in my room at home somewhere, but I’ve just bought a second copy at a secondhand book store so I can give the original one back to my mother however many years later… whoops) and would listen to it All The Time.

The only memory I have of the first time I saw Wicked (it was a touring production) is a vague image of G(a)linda entering in the bubble, but I loved it. When I was twelve my family did a Broadway family trip and my grandfather surprised my mother and I with front-row seats to Wicked (we called him when we got there and found out and I couldn’t stop crying). I Vividly remember the smoke billowing out over us from the stage in Defying Gravity and As Long As You’re Mine and positively sobbing my way through For Good. It’s quite possible I’ve never been the same.

(I used to collect the big special programs with the fancy photos for Broadway shows, so the one I got at Wicked has been thoroughly studied and obsessed over in the years since then.)

Since then, I’ve been lucky enough to have seen the show twice more (once with you over the summer and once with my family). (As a side note, it was Really fun to watch you react to seeing it for the very first time having only heard the soundtrack before - very happy you enjoyed it too, which I’ve already told you and will say again despite that.) I will also take this opportunity to say that Mary Kate Morrissey’s Elphaba has my heart forever. I was so enthralled by her performance. But. That’s another topic.

I’ve always related quite strongly to Elphaba in my own life for various reasons, and have found a great deal of comfort in the show over the years. So. This musical will always be very dear to me.

All this to say that I love Wicked very much. In all seriousness, I was extremely nervous about Wicked (movie/movies) initially for numerous reasons but especially because I’ve been burned by adaptations before and Wicked is Very Important to me personally as well as being tied for my favorite Broadway musical of all time. I’ve since decided to look forwards to the movie as its own separate thing from the show, and that I really am quite curious and excited to see how it will translate to the screen. It is a true favorite of mine, and it at least seems like a great deal of care has gone into the movie(s), so yeah. Interested to be seeing the story and the songs in a whole new form! I am now having a lot of fun, personally. This is basically the cinematic event of the year for me. I will be at the theater at the earliest possible opportunity, bursting with excitement and probably wearing a witch hat.

So there’s an incredibly long ramble of my thoughts! What are your thoughts on the upcoming title Wicked? :)

[collectorcookie]

OMG I never thought I'd find another person who's obsessed with Northfam... I think about them waaaay too much. Please I need to hear you talk about them more...

oh anon dear, i don't feel like you understand that you just hit a fire hydrant (me) with your car. God, where do I even begin.

keep in mind that i do not ship anyone with anyone else here. If you see me use "snowhi", "ozfi" or any other name combination, i am simply lazy.

Ok so, starting with appearances. It does make me feel a way when I see northfam being the only exception of "most wizards' bodies stop aging at basically 20-30 since that is the age they usually reach their maximum magic potential at". But snowhi are the only ones in the cast that look like children (i'm gonna assume 10 y.o.) and ozfi are also the only ones in the cast that read as old men to me (like...maybe 40 y.o.?). And it's because the twins were all alone and nobody protected them, they had to protect themselves. They had to grow up too young and now they're children forever. However, they got to watch their disciples grow up in ways that was simply never possible for them.

And just...anon idk if you have ever read any extras before. But there is one extra which is just them getting interviewed. And they're just so, so annoying in the most affectionate way possible. I love it when they bicker. They're really funny.

This also happens in main story one, when figaro scolds oz for summoning him out of nowhere, or when oz was like "You're leaving me for chestnuts?" and figaro retorts with "I'm not leaving you for chestnuts, i can get that from any merchant, i'm leaving you for the flores brothers" like ashdjskdhjd the ozfi arguing like siblings for 2000 years is so funny to me.

Also the way ozfi are forever snowhi's babies, they will never stop being annoying mentors to them. It's so funny how affectionately the twins refer to ozfi when ozfi have, like, literally tried to take over the world in the most classic evil villain fashion possible. Behold, ozzyboo and figgypoo:

Yeah? Yeah.

In general, only about the twins now, I think the number one reason why they are so interesting to me is the huge contrast of how nice they are but also their cruel nature as northerners. Like, everything they do goes STRONGLY against northern culture, but at the same time, at the end of the day, they still are very much stereotypical northern wizards to their core. It's this very careful balance of them having human morals and monster principles. It's this weird aura where, if you are around them, you can trust them and let your guard down, but also, there will always be this eerie feeling that you are in danger. That they themselves are something you don't really fully understand.

And to an extent, this goes for ozfi as well. I mean, ozfi weren't as isolated from the rest of the world while growing up as much as snowhi, but still. Wait there was another interview, but this time about the authors and what they keep in mind when writing the characters. lemme just

Like GOOOOOD THE "Perhaps there's a trick somewhere for Northern Wizards to have a long, continuing relationship" LIKE DO YOU WANT ME TO CRY.

yeah idk. You'd expect world's most ancient wizards to have huge castles and be super bougie and what not (and i mean eventually ozzy does make his own castle in the north) but it's the idea that there was once a time where northern twins, killing machines devoid of human morality, picked up fifi, their first ever contact to the outside world, and taught him everything they know. And then they did the same thing to oz, the literal personification of the north, a beast that does not understand affection in the slightest. Do you understand what i'm getting at. It's the twins (who were never loved by anyone before) and figaro (who was distantly worshipped) trying to love oz unconditionally (who does not even know how to receive love at all) that really gets me. They have no idea what they are doing but THEY'RE TRYING. They're so close to each other but so, sooo far away. Northfam is so soft and warm but also so cruel and cold to me, idk. Not to mention that snowhifi have raised oz KNOWING OZ CAN LITERALLY KILL ALL OF THEM. Accidentally or not. Like. Talk about unconditional love. Can you imagine raising a baby that may or may not kill you if it cries too loud.

They're not really family or adoptive family or even found family but more like, creatures trying their best to learn how to love in a world that really, really doesn't want for them to love at all.

I have a soft spot for non human characters trying their best to learn okay.

And arthur. Man, arthur. The way he singlehandedly changed oz. Northfam also got a lot closer to each other once arthur got picked up by oz. That's also funny to me. I get the feeling that northies can never really let their guard down so the fact that throwing a central baby (with no sense for self preservation) onto the most ancient, powerful, terrifying wizards is aaaall it took to reduce them to certified Dads™️ and Grandpas™️ is honestly great. Lemme also just

Oz trying to keep his distance to arthur because he's scared uuuuuuuueeeeee

In general, northfam consists of:

Snow and white: generational trauma while being first generation of anything ever. Not the best parents but they get a star for trying

Figaro: eldest daughter core

Oz: high maintenance forever baby

Arthur: precious angel who is nowhere as mentally ill as he should be tbh

Also anon, i have like three other northfam posts i wanted to make and i guess this is my sign to actually post them now. If you wanna come off anon, my dms are open for talking about wizards always.

[bi-dykes]

Tell me, what did you love about Descendants before the writing went to pot?

The older I get, the more I see I don’t think I ever really liked it in the first place, I just liked its potential- 🫣

I was always an ever after high girlie. Always. But a crush when I was in highschool was like obsessed with Mal. She dyed her hair purple and I dyed my hair pink, and she used to braid my hair in a fancy fish braid to look like Mal from cotillion. I think I got into descendants so me and her had something to talk about 😅 But one day I was at Walmart flipping through a Wicked World graphic novel and just fell in love with Audrey immediately. I’m a Briar and Cupid girlie, so Audrey kinda reminded me of bits and pieces of them, so bubbly and sassy and pink. I remember thinking Audrey was so cute and getting the Junior Novelization of the first movie from my public library. Sooo yeah I got into descendants to get the girl, but I stayed bc of Princess Audrey Rose, Queen of Mean <3

And let me tell you: on paper? Just from actions alone? Audrey is so endearing, she’s a little bratty and she sounded awkward when she first met, but you could clearly see how much she cared about Ben, how scared she and her family were by Maleficent, and how much she wanted to be the perfect daughter for her family’s name. Jane actually came across as the nasty one ngl.

but, reading the book aside, I started looking at some descendants fandom stuff and was like wow you all really hate Audrey?? So I watched the movie and yeah they would play intimidating background music when she was around and use this camera angle that kinda panned up to her and the VK’s standing below so they literally just framed her as a villain cinematically? And I think that’s the neat thing about reading a Junior novelization first; you really see a character in an objective light and not how the story is framing them to be.

more descendants stuff AND highschool crush stuff down here if you want to read it lol it’s kinda long tho-

I got over my crush quickly bc she had this habit of being mean to me when she was depressed and when she was feeling better she would randomly start being nice to me again? I also once told her how I felt and in the moment she was very kind and even gave me a hug and said she felt honoured but it just wasn’t how she felt bc she only saw me as a friend, valid. And then one day she switched it up and started making fun of me and said that I got rejected? Not valid! “The worst she can say is no” yeah no. Now get this: one day I went out with one of my friends (who later became my highschool gf), and that girl suddenly asked me out after, saying she changed her mind? Big no from me that time. my life was more of a toxic yuri adventure than Descendants ever was LMAO.

But I did truly love Audrey. Eah > descendants forever (partially bc eah has 2 canon lesbians and 2 canon bisexuals whereas descendants just has pan mal all by herself) but Audrey was a fave of mine for a bit. I learnt Queen of Mean on the piano and I used to sing and play it in my living room and my Dad would nod his head and tap his foot to it :)

I think I was for descendants for its potential more than the content itself. I love Disney villains so so much, and started collecting descendants stuff to put with my villains collection (a Maleficent doll, an Evil Queen doll, a Cruella doll, an Ursula doll, a ‘Disney villain evil scent candle’ that just smells like berries, and a Disney villain classic guide). But then I found out that ever after high was going to get a season 6 about the Wizard of Oz AND a crossover with monster high but it got cancelled bc descendants plagiarized it and then became more popular??? I was fuming. And then Rise of Red came out and just- it went from being “oh tehe children of villains” to “okay so wonderland is closed off and also all of the fairy tale characters went to high school together 😃” I was like HUH??? I mean yeah they had copied ever after high but it was never that obvious and blatant til now. Also: why make more movies after Cameron died? We should honour his memory. The third movie literally concluded everything. So now I have a bunch of descendants books I bought in highschool I put with my Disney villain stuff, and I just hate descendants now so wtf am I supposed to do with it? I have a Facebook marketplace account but it’s not taking off :(

to this day I still adore the fanart, and actually had bought some Mal and Audrey comissions a couple years ago that I treasure! The characters in descendants are so pretty, I love the bright colours. I got my comissions of Mal dressed up as Elsa bc I had to see it, and Audrey dressed up as her father Prince Phillip, sword and shield and all! I’m so happy with those commissions! So many ppl in the fandom are so creative and made these designs look even better. I’ll always love fanart whether I like the franchise itself or not lol.

I’m going to see Wicked in the theatre at a friend’s birthday party coming up and I feel like it’ll be my new descendants; a fun, villainous, musical story. I can see myself making moodboards and buying merch and that’ll fill that Rotten To The Core Fairytale Villains hole in my heart LMAO. Also: Glinda is gonna be my new Audrey I can see it already.

so here is your answer about what I loved before the writing got even worse: the potential. I can’t really say I did like any of the writing- Like at all :0 But I LOVE fairytale villains, so that was a cool franchise idea, and I can appreciate the attempt with the found family trope between the core four. And also Audrey (my baby <3), Evie, and Uma are icons :3 The first two movies are okay but the third movie is awful 💀 and I have never seen royal wedding or rise of red and we’re keeping it that way lmao

here’s a cookie for you if you read all of that 🍪

[internetgiraffekid1673]

Alice Liddell Through the Ages:

What's up freeloaders, new brainrot just dropped! That's right, I've been lightly obsessing over Alice in Wonderland as of late! Well. Mostly. This particular image is what I imagine Alice to look like throughout the years if she grew up in a modern-ish setting.

Edit: this turned into a whole crossover series. Here are the following posts for Wendy, John, Michael, Dorothy, and Milo. Watch as my under-the-cut notes slowly grow more consistent and coherent!

Here's the chicken scratch translation, and anyone who wants to know the backstory I made for these drawings can look under the cut! I will also put individual versions of each era at the bottom.

Going in the order that you should read the info boxes (which would also be the chronological order they were added to this fake info file):

[Wonderland Era. Age: 7. Source: Mrs. Liddell's Scrapbook]

[Notes: Often gives herself very good advice, but very seldom follows it. Still, her assertive personality got her through Wonderland and Looking Glass Land in one piece, which is no small feat.]

[Edgy Teenager Era. Age: 15. Source: Wendy Darling's Camera Reel.]

[Notes: Regular teen mental health problems were made worse by her intense longing for Wonderland. Combined with her regular assertiveness and an . . . interesting fashion sense, she has the world's worst RBF.]

[Business Attorney Era. Age: 24. Source: Celebratory photo after getting her first permanent position.]

[Notes: Alice absolutely aced both law school and business school. She was feared by speech and debate teams everywhere and is like some sort of fury from Hell for opposing lawyers. She survived the Queen of Hearts Court. Nothing you can dream up is even close to that intimidating.]

Aiight, so I designed a whole ass Crossover AU around my brainrot and now you guys get to hear the basic premise of it! Aren't you lucky!

Specifically, my brain siezed on a thread of "Hey! You know all those kids who went to nonsensical magical worlds, had a pretty bad time but learned valuable lessons, and then came back with very little evidence to prove it wasn't a dream? Yeah, what happened to them afterwards? D'you think they know each other? What would they grow up to be?"

And thus, a crossover AU was born. Basically, sometime after they all had their adventures, the following children all ended up in the same neighborhood at the same school. Also, this takes place somewhere between the 90s and the 2010s because I said so. The children are: Alice Liddell (Alice's Adventures in Wonderland); Wendy, John, and Michael Darling (Peter Pan); Dorothy Gale (Wizard of Oz); and Milo (Milo and the Phantom Tollbooth).

They all become friends because of the shared behaviors that going on an epic adventure in a nonsense world and then going back to school like a normal person causes. They all talk about their experiences eventually, but that's all a story for another day.

Who wrote this fake info file and why are they keeping it? That's for me to know and you to find out!

[rosenallies]

maybe 15 from the fluff list for the drag racer au? it’s giving very hurt comfort vibes and you write that amazingly 💜

Thank u love 💗💗This is cute but it did make me obsessively zoom in on pictures of Sasha, anetra, and Marcia smiling to try and figure out it any of them actually have dimples😭 which none of them really do so for all intents and purposes in this au, Marcia has some dimples 😌🫶🏻

15. "don't lie, your dimple usually shows when you're actually smiling. what's wrong?"

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“Honey, we’re over here!” Sasha called, excitedly waving Marcia down as they exited the dressing room, bag slung over their shoulder as they searched the crowd of other partners and proud family members for Anetra and Sasha.

They spotted both of their partners, a tiny little half smile spreading across their lips, one that Sasha and Anetra immediately recognized as fake. Perhaps they were overtired, opening night always took a lot out of them, the nerves and adrenaline taking half of their energy before the show even started, especially if they had the lead role.

“Hi baby, I’m so proud of you,” Sasha cooed, holding Marcia at an arm’s length away before kissing the tip of their nose.

“Congratulations, Marc,” Anetra echoed, placing a delicate bouquet of peonies in their arms.

They smiled again, still not reaching their eyes or showing off those cute little dimples they got whenever they smiled as wide as they could. “Thank you, guys, it means a lot that you came to opening night.”

Sasha cocked her head to the side inquisitively. “Is something wrong?”

“What? No, not at all,” they lied, their voice a bit higher than usual, a tell tale sign they were fibbing.

“Don’t lie,” Anetra said, shuffling the three of them off to the side, away from those who mingled around the lobby, “your dimple usually shows when you’re actually smiling. What’s wrong?”

Lip wobbling, Marcia looked down at the floor, avoiding their gaze as they worked up the courage to tell their partners what was wrong.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk just yet,” Sasha said soothingly, rubbing their arm tenderly.

“How did you not notice?” Marcia sniffled, eyes still glued to the floor.

“Notice what, baby? What happened?”

“My voice cracked on the high note in the closing number, which everyone knows is like the most important number of any show! I’d been practicing for months and-and my voice- I can’t do this, I should never have gotten the lead; I should just give the role to my understudy.”

“Oh Marc- you did amazing, I’m sure no one even notice your voice faulter at all. I know I didn’t.”

“I didn’t either,” Anetra assured her, “but if I’m being honest, I was distracted by how pretty you looked on stage.”

Marcia tried to stop it, but Anetra’s casual flirting made them crack a smile, a real one that met their eyes and showed their dimples.

“There it is,” Sasha cooed, “there’s that smile. We promise you that you did amazing. You were absolutely perfect, getting the lead was very well deserved, love.”

“I wouldn’t have given it to anyone else,” Anetra reiterated with a wink.

“I guess,” they shrugged, “I did do a pretty good job of continuing after I messed up, the most important thing is to keep going.”

“That’s right,” Sasha agreed, smoothing down their ponytail, “I tell my dance students that all the time. Now how about we go home and relax, hmm? Maybe order some takeout and watch a movie?”

Marcia’s eyes lit up. “Can we watch the wizard of oz? Please?!”

“Of course, love,” Sasha said, kissing their forehead, beginning to lead the others out to the parking lot.

“I’m only not complaining about your movie choice because you were upset, by the way,” Anetra joked, taking Marcia’s other hand, “I’m almost positive you can quote the entire thing by now.”

“Hey, I never complain when you want to watch all the Jurassic Park movies in one day.”

Anetra rolled her eyes affectionately, leaning down slightly and kissing their cheek. “Touché.”

[paperconsumption]

as.k game. ritsu and yuzuru now

ehehehehe <- evil laughter

ritsu:

Sexuality Headcanon: man i havent even thought about this. bi i guess? i dont think ritsu has thought about it either Gender Headcanon: agender!! ritsu my dear she is so agender to me A ship I have with said character: i enjoy ritsumao and ritsumika and kogaritsu and honestly any ritsu ship you put in front of me. im not insane about any of them tho....somehow A BROTP I have with said character: ritsu and koga!! they're so silly i love how much ritsu messes with koga. and all of knights ofc. and ritsu+tetora which i made up all by myself from the one chapter of beasts i read A NOTP I have with said character: nobody really?? i guess ritsumao can bother me in certain contexts but thats all A random headcanon: ritsu reads edgy fairy tale retellings and loves them. he's like obsessed he sees some book called Dorothy Bites with the tagline "what if the wizard of oz...was actually a VAMPIRE!" and he giggles with delight and buys it immediately General Opinion over said character: RITSU I LOVE RITSU sometimes i forget for a bit how much i love him til i see a random picture or put him in a cutesy mv and i lose it all over again. ritsu!!!! i know a lot about his character and stories but i doubt my knowledge,,i need to know more before i can truly say i have a phd in ritsuology

yuzuru:

Sexuality Headcanon: i havent thought about it oopsie Gender Headcanon: some type of boy and also some type of girl A ship I have with said character: midoyuzu <33333 imagine lots of emoji hearts im not on my phone rn A BROTP I have with said character: yuzuru+wataru !! guys who wear masks A NOTP I have with said character: yuzuru and tori,,i dislike it A random headcanon: he enjoys punk music a lot and thinks its nostalgic. imagine yuzuru in his normal classy attire with earbuds in and a little smile on his face and you get close and only hear Screaming General Opinion over said character: auwafoguh. yuzuru. he really snuck up on me i didnt think id like yuzuru as much as i do. i love reading stories about him even if hes only there for a chapter it becomes a story about yuzuru. im always gathering small bits of characterization to look at at a later date and go :33 yuzur. what a fascinating guy i desperately need a nui of him so i can grasp its little head and shake it around