#mc: reve

[jackalsraised]

CSiblings: Andrew Lee Potts and Sebastian Stan

[overthattwilight]

Just a short comic of Reve and Crowley

How much months has it been since I haven't drawn my OCs?

Anyway, when Reve wasn't a student, Crowley would ask him to do some chores. Reve didn't object on doing so

However, after Reve became a student, he is now saying NO to chores. He realized he has the right to deny what Crowley orders. So afterwards, whenever Crowley tries to ask Reve to do something for him, Reve's answer is NO

Crowley calls this Reve's puberty phase; teenagers has a tendency of rebellion, after all. As Reve's adult, he can understand about this. Actually he's kinda heartbroken since then

[reveluving]

you're shining (more than any star)

summary: what the wedding & having a kid with Trystan would be like.

pairing: m!trystan thorne x f!mc (written as ‘you’, no name usage)

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, major spoilers from book 2!

a/n: oh you thought it was over?? HAH. this isn't even my final form! but no, thank you @kyra75 for this ask!! I had so much fun making this, and I hope you enjoy it just as I did! and don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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Marriage? Yes!

Two weddings shall take place; as expected, having one in Drakovia is a must. Royal rules and all but I’ll be focusing on the one taking place in what you and now, Trystan call home; NYC. 

Believe it or not, Trystan is all up for your small wedding idea! But he has given you a fair warning that the wedding may be recorded and then televised. But he’s definitely up for a more intimate affair. Consider the one that took place in Drakovia a more ‘scheduled’ event, having to keep up with the itinerary. But as for in The States, the only royalties involved will be his family and a handful of their relatives or closest friends. And we can’t forget our girl, Olivia! She, Maksim, Viktoria, Lydea, and Marguerite are the most grateful for the smaller affair since they’ll be able to truly enjoy the moment without the fear of the press scrutinizing their every move.

That’s not to say they will completely sit back and forget their places. Lydea, especially, since she offered you her Royal Guards to keep watch of the venue. 

Unbeknownst to you, Trystan may have overheard when you quickly shot Captain Thompson’s so-called ‘offer’ down for the same services. So, like the attentive fiance he is, he may or may not have told Lydea about it, plus a quick backstory of what had happened when you were in the NYPD. Though your friendship with Lydea isn’t the strongest, you best believe when she replies with an ‘okay’.

Consider it the family’s long-overdue token of appreciation.

Glasshouse or outdoors-y venues. Just a hint of fairycore especially with the twinkling lights and chandeliers, plus tall glass candle holders plus pastel flower stand combo because I'd imagine young Rose yearning for a magical wedding before repressing her more 'domestic' wants shortly after Jimmy's murder. Plus, the view is absolutely breathtaking as dusk rolls around.

Just a little side note, but ‘Mr & Mrs Rose-Thorne’ written on the boards? It may be a hit or miss but I personally find it cute!

And fret not, for a ceremony that is still attended by royalty, not all of the food will be served as small as hors d'oeuvres or sourced from questionable ingredients. Fancy and filling, your buffet would offer an array of delicacies, ensuring to cater for those with allergies or any certain diets they have to follow. 

A simple cake! Single or double-tiered, the cake flavour is of your choice, perfectly layered with Swiss Meringue buttercream by the best baker in town. Nobody likes a grainy frosting or a dry cake!

A moment of silence for Jimmy, Juliana and Sebastyan with their framed photos at the very front of the altar. Though no one outwardly says it, you and Trystan can see the gratefulness in the family’s eyes. You’ve even caught some of them curtly bowing to Jimmy’s picture after the cake-cutting ceremony.

Alice (or however you've named your Boxer pupper!) as the ring bearer! An absolute sweetheart when Matty directed her to the alter, only to rush over to you and Trystan excitedly upon recognition, demanding pets from the both of you before commencing the ring exchange. It’s a wholesome sight, as you can imagine; earning a share of laughter with the guests, even a small smile from the queen herself as your right-hand lady drops her ‘professionalism’. Then, she'd instinctively sit beside Trystan during it all, barking in excitement with the guests clapping as you and Trystan sealed it with a kiss.

Photos! One of your favourites is a candid picture of Trystan spoon-feeding you crème brulee just after you shared with him some of your mini caramel trifle just after exchanging vows.

Another favourite comes in a set at the floral photo booth with the crew. You, Trystan, Uncle T, Mafalda, Ruby, Luke and Alice! Trystan points out that he likes the last one the most; Tommy and Ruby are clearly cooing as Trystan kisses the back of your hand whereas Luke and Mafalda are (affectionally) judgy. 

Now, children? Depends!

We know Trystan isn't into the whole reproduction idea, but I do imagine him thinking about adoption deeply even months before the proposal. Be it an actual child or even a sibling for Alice. But say he does grow fonder of the idea of having his own kids, the most important thing is that he can’t think of anyone better to be the mother of his kid other than you. 

Adoption or not, I can already see him with a daughter, affectionately calling her ‘Bug’.

Come, as we venture into a few HCs of Bug!

Being the very best of friends with Alice!

Bug being spoilt all the time, especially by her grandparents; both the NYC and Drakovia's side, Aunt Mags and Aunt Ruby (and maybe Uncle Luke, if she’s lucky) but is also still the most respectful cutie pie!

Bug excitedly running towards Lydea with an ‘Aunt Dee!’ before hugging her legs upon reaching Drakovia. Imagine the sheer terror on the faces of anyone new, including her guards who have known the queen as strict and a lady of no-nonsense. And yet, here she was, the corners of her lips quirking upwards as she bent down to carry Bug in her arms before greeting you and her brother. 

Any of the members, namely Maksim or Trystan calling the Drakkos Zoo a day before your arrival to ensure Bug gets the full, more satisfying experience. You may have been very wary of introducing her to the old and wise Orlenna, but you’ve grown weak to her puppy-dog eyes. It started off as saying hello and babbling to the majestic viper, then after a certain number of visits, possibly your fifth or sixth (or at an older age), you slowly but surely give in. 

And just like your first visit, Orlenna nuzzles into the young girl’s hand, eliciting giggles as her tongue tickles her skin. You don't even bother shutting Trystan up as he chuckles at how you sighed in relief. Heavily.

Can't forget about your family's favourite part; the otters!

You may or may not have a whole photo gallery of her with the chirping critters.

You trying to make sure Bug isn’t alone with Astrid, Patryk, Kaspar or Emika, though soon, you’re a little more open to the twins. But Trystan and Lydea are a step further than you, warning them (and especially Patryk, who they most definitely don't want Bug to be around) with God knows what as the craziest thing you’ve ever seen the twins do to bond with your daughter is introducing the oddest couture outfits they’ve ever worn.  

Visiting the graveyard to commemorate those who have passed on, just as you do so she would also remember her Grandpa Jimmy. The story where you and Trystan duelled in Kovmorti never fails to bring sparkles into Bug’s eyes, but you can tell she imagines the whole scenario as a fantasy thing; Uncle Seb’s spirit form watching her parents honour him with actual swords and in royal garbs and all.

Just to personally indulge on this request, I wish to share with you a faceclaim of (my) Rose in a wedding dress (if you're curious, this is Joy filming for the drama 'The One and Only'!).

But by all means, you are free to choose—to be creative! You (or your OCs) are Detective Rose, too!

And as Trystan would believe, no matter how your dresses may be, no matter how grand the party is, or whatever the future holds for the two of you, nothing beats you. 

After all, you’re always shining, more than any star.

˚ · . f i n . · ˚

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[magsmapsmtl]

“Ba~ka”

No × New × Friends | Feb 14, 2015 | Tshizimba • Strange Froots • Aile Reve

If you couldn’t tell or recognize the reference, I’ve recently added an anime to my fanart repertoire .__.” I don’t care what you think, the strongest bonds are forged over animated television. So this V-Day, I’ve decided to shed light on the importance of your best friends. Often times we find that they’re the ones who irritate or hurt us the most, but it’s because you know each other better than anybody, which means you know who they are, who they aren’t, where their potential lies and what their true intentions are, which means sticking to your guns and working all the hard shit out, so as to move forward into a future as promising as such friendships should be. Everything x Alright by MC/Beatmaker Tshizimba drops February 28th, but not before making an appearance at Strange Froots’ “Green Apple” music video launch February 20th at Les Bobards! If your curiosity has yet to be satisfied, read the latest “Nice To Meet You” interview on Aile Reve, conducted by yours truly 😉[if you value your heart and your feelings do not watch Hunter x Hunter just don’t do it]

[uniquetyphoonmiracle]

Por cierto..algo me señala que mi MARILYN que ahora es una BASURA no lo será con mi NAVI_DAD [IVAN al reves y PAPA al reves] y tendrá un HIJO y se acabará el PILAR DE ZARAGOZA..y ahora me encuentro a paul mcArtney cuya malograda mujer LINDA [que estuvo en barco de ROLLING STONES por río HUDSON cuando presentaron Lp AFTERMATH=CONSECUENCIAS] que hizo una FORTUNA con comida vegetal CONGELADA saliendola CANCER [=CONSECUENCIA?] y que heredó MC ARTNEY aunque luego la perdió con su 2da mujer una modelo que perdió una pierna por un atropello [=CONSECUENCIA?)..tras un local de ensayos

[superjpug]

RC DRIFT：ReveD MC-1用 リヤAアーム・コンバージョンセットをリリース

[jackalsraised]

CS: Andrew Lee Potts and Danielle Rose Russell

[urtwice]

Wendy: MC for Chaeyoung! - @reve-rv

CY. oh ? someone’s a little curious about me now, isn’t she~ ?

“what kind of reputation do you think you have?”

CY. not to brag, but i have a bit of a reputation in the art community for being a talented and promising young artist~ hmm, other than that, my friends tell me i have this cool and chic image when i’m out in public <(￣︶￣)>

DH. she can be a bit of a brat sometimes, though. in an endearing way

CY. only with you guys !! that is not part of my reputation !! -`д´-

ask game

[reveluving]

i'll show you little by little

summary: why not spend your day off with a little TLC with your wannabe sherlock?

pairing: m!trystan thorne x f!mc (written as ‘you’, no name usage)

warnings: teen (t); none, really. just poetic, but make it tooth-rottingly fluffy & comfort!

a/n: contributing to our favourite royalty because he deserves it (& 'cause I can't find any open f!mc for him—) as usual, the MC can be yourself or an OC of yours! i love this man as much as the next person, so please, don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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'He just wants you to know that he’s with you every step of the way.' ;

Imagine waking up with Trystan on a day off. It’s been a minute since you’ve gotten the time just to sit back and unwind, so as soon as you’re presented with one, Trystan takes it as an opportunity to spoil you, and it all begins by turning off your alarm when he knows you’ve forgotten to do so yourself.

But with how busy you’ve been for the past couple of months or so, your body clock forced you to wake up hours before your usual time. 

That doesn’t deter him though, because as soon as he feels you stretch, no matter how hard you try to avoid waking him up, he’ll instinctively wrap his arms around you, nuzzling the back of your neck with a deep, groggy “morning”. It’s not hard to convince you to stay, especially when you’ve got your furnace for a partner to keep you warm in between the cold sheets; the best of both worlds. 

The muted blue sky, too, only persuaded you to stay in bed—no longer nighttime but not exactly morning just yet. 

Like any other morning, it’s not the most silent, with the occasional honks and beeps of the road—where the world was beneath you. It's just you and him now. He knows that you know you’re strong, almost too dedicated to your job but so much more empathetic than any front liners out there.

He’ll tell you if he knows you need a little boost, but the sharing of smiles and lazy kisses speaks louder than words. 

As soon as he notices you spacing out, possibly thinking about recent cases that may have hit you harder than usual, you’ll feel his lips—kissing the crown of your head, on your temple, your jaw, anywhere; slow and deliberate. His cold fingertips brushing your skin with feather touches, just to hear your sweet giggles or even a huff of amusement.

Anything to keep you grounded, and anything to reassure himself. Not a single sign of him rushing you to come to terms with whatever was bothering you.

He just wants you to know that he’s with you every step of the way. 

And he’ll do much more; bringing your hand up to his lips. With the help of the lights of the bustling town, he makes sure to hold your gaze as he plants even more kisses; starting with the inside of your palm, to your fingers, then to the back of your hand before trailing his lips up your arm the way Gomez would show his affection to the love of his life, Morticia. 

He loves it when you lightly run your nails over his shoulders, a sign that you, too, were with him, in more ways than one. It sends shivers down his spine the same way a breeze would on a chilly day. 

The two of you would just stay in each other’s arms for hours, just until you could see the first rays of sunlight, and even then, you'd have to convince him. The second the rays hit your eyes, he'll pull you to his chest, closer than you already are, as if protecting you from the first sign of reality. 

But as mentioned, if you’re planning to get out of bed real soon, you’ll have to fight for it.

“What’s the rush?” Trystan mumbled against your skin, planting a kiss on your shoulder for the umpteenth time.

“Are you going to be like this the entire day?” You asked with a chuckle.

"Depends," He hummed, pretending to think for a moment, "Was that an offer?"

And before slipping out of his hold, he whispers an “I love you” in your ear before letting you go. 

Breakfast is another story. Just before he enters the shower after you did, he’ll jokingly tell you not to lift a finger in the kitchen because he’ll do the cooking, though you can tell that he’s also serious about it. 

So, that’s what you did—not make breakfast, but he didn’t say you couldn’t do just a bit of work while waiting for him, and boy, was the look on his face comical.

“What did I tell you?” He grumbled, the slight pout telling you that he was more so disappointed than anywhere close to being angry.

“You didn’t say anything about a quick homework,” You countered playfully as you glanced up at him. You craned your neck, prompting him to lean in to accept your reassuring peck on his lips, “I won’t take long. Just for today.”

I promise.

He’ll huff but says nothing more as he immediately does his thing. Some good ol’ pancakes with an array of toppings. Though simple (and very Americanized compared to the ones in Drakovia), it eventually grew to be his comfort food since his exile, if he's the one who made it, that is. 

A reminder that picking himself back up would start somewhere small, and now he gets to share that same comfort with you. 

It didn’t help that your seat was facing the stove, so your quick glances at him became subconscious stares. Stares that Trystan thrived on, especially after locking eyes with your embarrassed ones with a knowing look.

“Your breakfast, beautiful.” He placed a stack of pancakes and an empty plate for you before laying out the toppings on a charcuterie board—maple syrup, fancy butter, fresh fruits, your favourite proteins and even went as far as whipping his own cream rather than the canned one sitting pretty in his fridge. 

Of course, you took the opportunity to stare at his muscles for a bit as he whipped the crème Chantilly by hand. 

“Thank you.” You made sure to really show your appreciation by looking up at him, a grateful smile gracing your lips. It pleases him, but not enough, not when you’re still reading the file. 

He won’t go so far as taking it out of your hands, but what he’ll do is sit close to you, plating your favourite combo before cutting a piece of it.

“Open up,” He said, holding the forkful of pancake to your lips, chuckling under his breath when you looked at him in mild surprise. As if you weren’t used to the fact that he was a passionate partner, no matter how long you’ve been together. You couldn’t help but share the same amusement as well, bashfully opening your mouth for the food he had thoughtfully made.

One forkful became two, and two became more, before you eventually closed the file, plating your own with Trystan's favourites before feeding him too.

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[birbycakes]

*STUMBLES IN TEN MINUTES BEFORE MIDNIGHT* REVETOBER HERE HE IS

[bangtann-bangdamn]

Nocturne

<Yoongi x Reader>

Part 46 - The whole world melted

It was supposed to be easy: confess your love for Park Jimin and spend the final moments of the year locked in his arms. Only one problem – he has a new girlfriend and now you need to save face. Good thing Yoongi is willing to play pretend. But how long until you catch feelings for the quiet music man?

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: None

You didn’t want to seem rude. That’s why you had agreed to take Mrs Min to the theatre. Not because you had ticked every single thing on your to-do list before the sun had even risen and had been sitting in your room staring at the clock ever since. Not because the thought of seeing Yoongi made your chest flutter.

If Mrs Min noticed anything unusual about your attitude, she didn’t care enough to comment. Instead, Mrs Min filled the car with the chatter of a baking programme she thought you might like and recipes she was dying to try. You hummed in all the right places, but you simply couldn’t focus on the conversation.

Nothing had changed, you knew that. Yoongi was still avoiding you and you were still leaving. And yet, the urge to tell him wouldn’t leave you. Your heart desperately wanted to see his reaction, hoping beyond hope that he would tell you not to go.

But you knew that would never happen. Everything was fake, of course.

Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake.

You pulled into the closest parking spot you could find to the theatre.

“Oh thank you, Yn. I was so worried that I was going to miss the performance.” Mrs Min opened the door. “Are you not coming, dear?”

You stared straight ahead. “I don’t think I should,” you admitted quietly.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Yn. It would mean the world to Yoongi to have you there.” She reached over and placed a hand on your shoulder. “He would never admit it, but you mean a whole lot more to him than he lets on.” She paused, waiting to see if you would say anything but when it became apparent that you weren’t going to comment, she sighed. “It’s okay, Yn. Thank you for the lift.”

The door closed quietly and you watched as Mrs Min strode towards the crowd slowly filtering into the theatre. You saw a few faces you knew, most notably Namjoon as he tried to pass Jin on the steps without being noticed. It didn’t work and Jin quickly threw his arms around Namjoon as if they were long lost best friends. But the one face you wanted to see wasn’t in the crowd. Not that that was unexpected. Knowing Yoongi, he would have turned up a few hours before for a last-minute practice.

You hoped that the year abroad would clear your mind. That, when you returned, you could face Yoongi without the unescapable sense of doom filling your heart. That you could be his friend. But a year seemed like a long time to wait, and you couldn’t deny that you missed him. You missed the way he could read you without you saying a thing, the way he took your hand when you watched a film, or put a blanket around you if you started nodding off. You missed your midnight texts about nothing and everything. But mostly, you just missed him.

You didn’t make a conscious decision to go in. You just found yourself turning your car off and making your way over. You weren’t going to tell him you were there. That was the easiest way to leave. You were just going to watch his performance and then sneak away. You had less than two hours to kill before the taxi turned up to take you to the airport. Surely that was enough time.

You took the first available seat at the back of the theatre. What you hadn’t counted on was how small the theatre would be. The stage felt impossibly close, despite the crowded room. You shrunk down in your seat as the MC of the night took the stage and hushed the crowd.

You had to sit through several performances, each better than the last. Despite their skill, you found yourself checking the time every 5 minutes. The longer you sat, the more it felt like a bad idea.

By the time Yoongi took the stage, you had 10 minutes until you absolutely had to leave. You sat back as Yoongi walked onto the stage. You couldn’t deny he looked handsome with his hair pushed away from his forehead and fitted suit. He looked mature, every inch the classical musician he wanted to be.

You smiled as he bowed before taking his seat at the piano bench. He looked around the theatre, stopping as his gaze locked with yours. You saw his eyes widen with surprise and you tried to swallow your racing heart. You raised your hand in a wave.

He looked away, head shaking a little before he stretched out his fingers and placed them on his opening chords.

His fingers danced across the keys with swift elegance, starting out slowly, almost mournfully. Then the lighter notes started to intercept the lower ones, dancing together in a sweet melody that raced to compete. The low notes slowly disappeared, leaving the light notes to slow until they stopped. Silence filled the theatre and then - the low notes started again, impossibly sad with each passing moment.

You couldn’t explain how, but the song spoke to you in a way that words never could. It reached within your chest and plucked at your heart. It said everything you had felt towards Yoongi these last few months without saying a single word. And you couldn’t help but think that Yoongi felt the same way.

The last note sang out to the theatre, leaving only silence. The room erupted into applause and you stood with the crowd as you clapped. You wiped away the tears you hadn’t realised you shed as you stared down at the man that you were in love with. He stood from the stool and bowed to the crowd, the faint traces of a smile playing on his lips. When he stood, his gaze locked onto yours.

The whole world melted away and suddenly, you were the only two people left. You wanted to run to him, to tell him that you felt it. The magic in his music.

You wanted to tell him everything. That you were leaving, but only because you couldn’t take the thought that he didn’t love you back.

Yoongi was led off stage, and the magic disappeared. You moved towards the door. You had to catch him.

Asking the umpire at the door for directions, you found yourself standing outside the green room for the performers. You hesitated at the doorway, looking in at the commotion as the other performers congratulated Yoongi. Yoongi had his back to the door, but you could feel his second-hand embarrassment. He never did like being the centre of attention.

You were about to call out to him when a pretty blonde clung to his arm, looking up adoringly at him. Yoongi didn’t try to pull himself away. In fact, he seemed to like the attention she leant up and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek.

You moved away from the doorway as you felt your heart break in two. God, you were so stupid to think… of course, the song wasn’t about you. After all, it was all fake.

You left without saying a word.

<Part 45 (x) Part 47>

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[fanfiqueirodestorybrooke]

Lista de identificação

Hades/Sheol Von Strucker - Hugo Vianna

Perséfone/Dakota Aksoy - Patricia Aguillera

Tânatos/ Ender Kaya - Theodore Kaiser

Hercules/ Hector Bartosz - Harry Black

Mégara/ Narcisa Cromwell - Margarita Chaves Vianna

Athena Triton/ Maribel De La Cruz - Allison De La Cruz

Emily Van Dort/ Zoey Fischer - Emilia Fortune

Glinda/ Cornelia Altopiani - Glenda Alvez

Fiyero/ Fuego De La Mora - Francis D’Amour

Elphaba/ Nittha Bextiyar - Elena Briar

Oz/ Han Seo Joon - Oscar Kim

Amadora - Amarante Arcane

Chapeleiro maluco/ Edward Maddox - Edmund Mayfair

Alina/ Fedora Volkov - Alice Vasquez

Cheshire/ Lotus Lux - Camilo Lucero

Valete de copas/ Nathaniel Duke - Nicholas Doux

Rainha Iracebeth/ Queenley Cyrene - Isla Carmine

Henry Jekyll/ Callisto Elsher - Horacio Eckel

Edward Hyde/ Morpheus Elsher - Esteban Eckel

Lewis Robinson/ Cody Jefferson - Lucas Jones

Claude Frollo/ Damien Donadieu - Cesar Durand

Franny Robinson/ Filippa Demarco - Felicia Declan

Egeu/ Frederick Balthazar - Edgar Beaumont

Musa da música/ Liana Goldleaf - Larissa Green

Mula sem cabeça/ MC Muller - Maria Christina Moreira

Rita Malone/ Ruya Perihan - Rita Porter

Rosella/ Reyhan Durmaz - Renata Dias

Hawthorne/ Florencio Romanis - Helio Ruas

Rei Shiver/ Leo Herrera -  Silvio Herrera

Sugar Plum/ Sydney Taylor - Susan Thorne

M��e ginger/ Jolene Turner - Gretel Taylor

Glimmer/ Ceyda Ozdemir - Giulia Orvalho

Wendy Darling/ Holly Moore - Willa Marshall

Gancho/ Kartal Bartosz - Kieran Black

Vidia/ Kitana Vega - Valesca Vesper

Nebula/ Eden Allard - Nicole Albuquerque 

Park Kitae - Kayn Lee

Havoc/ Pietro Ness - Heracles Newton

Lyria/ Regina Whisper - Luiza Woods

Peter Pan/ Reve Von Strucker - Pietro Vianna

Tinkerbell/ Tifanny Griffin - Tabitha Galahad 

Alana Triton/ Aethra Waller - Arabela Willson

Arista Triton/ Felicity Waller - Astoria Willson

Andrina Triton/ Fiora Waller - Alexis Willson

Adella Triton/ Kyra Waller - Amanda Willson

Attina Triton/ Rory Waller - Ananda Willson

Aquata Triton/ Star Waller - Aqua Willson

Ariel Triton/ Winter Waller - Anika Willson

Rei Tritão/ Titus Waller - Travis Willson

Romeu/ Alejandro Marino - Rodrigo Mattias

Aurora/ Alina Belenus - Amara Beau

Jafar/ Alvah Isra - Joel Isra

Sarah Sanderson/ Ashia Devlin - Sophia Scott/Amora Dupree

Mary Sanderson/Elizabeth Villiers - Madalena Scott/Eliza Valente

Winnifred Sanderson/ Circe Von Stein - Wanda Scott/Celia Verah

Adam/ August Duppont - Alastair Donavan

Belle French/ Ayla Andrews - Anne Arcane

Bloody Mary/ Barbara Harvey - Mary Harvey

Drácula/ Cain Dalbert - Dorian Diamandis 

Fada Madrinha(Corinne)/ Clio Cheong - Calliope Cardoso

Gato de botas/ David BOTZBERGER - Davi Borges

Dorian Grey/ Draven Mortimer - Diego Caixão (Quem pegou a referência pegou)

Diaval/ Dwayne O’riain - Derek Oswald

Hansel/ Eamon Karkaroff - João Karkaraoff

Espelho Mágico/ Elena & Elliot Kwon - Esther e Elijah Karter

Sophie Hatter/ Ellowyn Hwang - Sophia Heart

Malévola/ Evory Moreau - Marina Marinno

Rainha má/ Hazel Drozdova - Helia Dumont

Flynn Rider/ Isaac Rafiq - Fabricio Rafiq

Gaston/ Javert Allard - Javier Albuquerque 

Mushu/ Lorenz Kwang - Mario Kairos 

Tata/ Lorenzo Rodriguez - Tristan Roosevelt

Principe Kit/ Lucien Yoon - Kaio Yvess

Maurice French/ Mert Bayrak - Matheus Barreto

Marlye/ Nesrin De Vries - Matilda Valencia

Roxelana/ Roxanne Faualkner - Raissa Fagundes

Rasputin/ Ruzgar Olum - Richard “Dick” Ockerman

Celeana/ Sabrina Schneider - Catarina Schneider 

Caçador/ Anthony Mendez - Antonio Bandeiras 

Tarzan/ Tyrone Gallagher - Tyler Garden

Lobo Mau/ Vaughn Huang - Vitor Holland

Godric/ Viktor Burke - Goliath Brooke

Victor Frankenstein/ Vincent LEICHMANN - Vladmir Lensky

Sanderson Soneca/Silas D’Morgan - Scott Donald

Kozmotis Breuner/ Bruno D’Morgan - Kaique Donald

[gravesofheirscog]

Bully PomPom!!out of love ofc

But imagine a smol animals mc repeating hit reve out of spite...it cute as hell.

This is how I imagine it happening, lmao. Thank you for the ask!

[cestcirque]

HI OKAY SO I TOO ALSO WANT TO SHARE MY THOUGHTS AND THEORIES SO FAR SINCE WE ARE NEARING THE END OF THE CARDINAL SET AHHHHHHHHHHH 😦 (we’re in for a long message people 😳)

okay so ever since i saw you say these to other readers who have shared their theories and pointed out clues (continue underneath the three photos LOL):

i definitely thought at first that it’s a story of each yn ending up with each of the main setter (tl yn with semi, extrema yn with atsumu, screentone yn with akaashi) but now i feel that’s possibly not the case right? 😶

as of rn, i’m thinking that possibly atsumu ends up with screentone yn, semi ends up with extrema yn, and akaashi ends up with tl yn 🤔 BUT IDKKKKKKK AJXMSKXKSKXSI like I feel that their respective stories is really all about how both the setter and mc learn about love, relationships, what they REALLY want and need in a partner and the different stories just shows their pov of things??? they’re just constantly learning more about themselves and their potential love interest(s)

i also went back to read your psychoanalysis and clues for semi, atsumu, and akaashi that you released under aperture and seeing what kind of partner they NEED which also brought me back to this post that you released before and recently reblogged again:

i forgot to screenshot but someone else had the thought about how akaashi offers stability to tl yn since she can be volatile since akaashi does that to bokuto and the fact that tl yn has akaashi saved as le reve which translate to the dream compared to the name she has for semi which is le jouet which means the toy. tl yn has like a sexual tension relationship with semi but i know they’ve gotten closer after learning about each other’s ex. she also had “angry sex” with atsumu a few chapters ago but other than that, they don’t really interact so i don’t think they’d be interacting again any time soon. but when she’s with akaashi? idk what word to properly use but it’s like she softens up with him and kinda gives him adventure??? almost inspiring if you ask me and it seems like he offers her contentedness and companionship too

screentone yn has akaashi saved under as hopeless romantic and then i can’t remember what she has semi saved under but she has atsumu saved as like #11 right? and the fact that she sees atsumu on equal grounds and she doesn’t know too much about him other than his volleyball career kinda hits home? like that whole chapter of them talking and atsumu helping her realize what she really wants to do (career wise) was an endearing chapter and i felt that really connected them together. in your analysis, you said that atsumu needs someone who understands him because of his drive, i guess someone who will stand by him right? screentone yn is known to be hooked onto passions easily too so she can also understand atsumu on that level. when she interacts with semi, i don’t see any hope LMAOOOO like it’s not even in question other than their one night stand. when she’s with akaashi, she’s like very hesitant getting to know him personally vs talking to him about work. it seems like she wants nothing more but to keep it strictly a professional / friends only relationship 😗

finally extrema yn. i’m iffy about her the most LMAOOOOO like i’m sus especially since she’s a graduate of nohebi high 🐍🐍🐍. i can’t read her too well other than the fact i can clearly see how driven and ambitious??? she is, running too fast to care. i can also see how easy she makes it to truly be yourself around her. she easily did that with atsumu and semi. akaashi isn’t in question since they’re exes and she doesn’t want to talk to him at all LMAOOOOOO. since atsumu knows what her plans are, they work well in that sense but, i really like how she got to hear semi’s “real” voice, getting him to *mostly* be himself. after extrema chapter 16, idk how to feel about semi LMAOOOOOOOO. but it seems like she genuinely enjoys hanging out with him? compared to being with atsumu, she knows she’s doing it just for publicity because she wants to help atsumu with the relationship rule. and now she’s saying she doesn’t need anything else from atsumu? that definitely got me thinking she doesn’t actually care much about atsumu right now 😶

BUT ANYWAYS YEAH THIS MESSAGE IS HELLA LONG AND THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK LMAOOOOOOOO. I REALLY WENT OFF 🥴 I’D LOVE TO HEAR WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MY THOUGHTS RN LOLOLOL. THIS IS SO FUN AND YOUR BRAIN FR WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS 😝

HI MY LOVE 😍 since this message is already long, I’ll put my answer under a cut ⤵️

A lot of people have been looking back to Aperture’s secret clues to find some kind of structure for these relationships, but remember The Cardinal Set already has its own structure: the full, cardinal set 😅

That is, the three points of a relationship—companionship, romance, and intimacy. Perhaps it might help to review Yukie’s insight from Layer 8 👀

Yukie also mentioned that Akaashi changed after his relationship w Aperture Y/N failed... perhaps the type of partner he needs would have changed too?

Anyway. All 6 of our main characters are lacking certain points of the cardinal set... but which ones?

And as for your feelings on Semi and Extrema Y/N, they certainly are the “least trustworthy” of the setters and Y/Ns, no? But do we remember what Aperture Y/N told Semi about trust??? It was mentioned again briefly in Trompe-l’œil. (This is really what I’ve been trying to nudge with my author’s notes about tRUSTING SEMI, I’m not trying to make you guys doubt him 🤣)

[alexlabhont]

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you

Chapter Four.

Book: Queen B - Choices (Universe)

Pairing:  Poppy Min-Sinclair x Trans!Male MC (Beck Hughes)

Genre: Canon re-write (Because I can)

Rating: Anyone can read it, really

I´ll be posting this one over here because Tumblr, for some reason, thinks my secondary blog is a bot...

This is me trying to write by and for the Trans community, specially FTM community, meaning, trans guys, but I actually took the liberty to use They/them pronouns for everyone out there who´s interested (Also, the name Beck was the most neutral one I could find, trying to use the cannon Bea Hughes)

Now, about the PAIRING... I will be using choices style, kinda, because I want to give you choice at some point. If you have any comment, PLEASE BE RESPECTFULL and patient with me. This is also my first english fanfic and english is not my mother language, so... i’m sorry fo the grammar errors

CHAPTERS

The beginning

Chapter one 

Chapter two

Chapter three

ONE-SHOTS

Just a dance (Zoey x MC)

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“What the hell are you doing?”

Zoey Wade. The nerve of this girl of interrupt her meal. Poppy took the time to leave her fork down before bury her gaze into the other girl.

“I should be asking you the same thing. Who do you think you are to talk to me?” She asked exasperated.

So far she was doing good, the last details of her plan were tuned, the day to destroy Chloe and take back her very deserved number one place had come. The excitement she get every time she made a perfect move in order to obtain what she wants was in her veins, but of course, something had to happen. Or someone.

“Don’t play the fool, Poppy. It doesn't suit you. I'll ask once again: What are you doing with Beck?”

“Oh, what do we have here…?” She thought, intrigued.

“I’m sorry, did you crashed your head against the pavement or why do you think I owe you an explanation?” Poppy pushed her salad aside, her appetite completely gone because of the insolence. This Nobody thought she could come and disrespect her in her own spot of the cafeteria like they were in the same level. Zoey was seriously stupid. “Whatever me and Beck are doing is not you fucking business, Wade. Why don’t you just get a life a little less pathetic and go on with it.”

The spark in Zoey’s eyes changed, a little mix between anger and a cold serious look that, Poppy had to admit, scare her for a split second and then… jealousy? The other girl leaned on the table towards her, threatening, trying to intimidate her, but Poppy stood still, not giving her the pleasure to give in to her ridiculous games. Especially feeling all those eyes over them, people murmuring and whispering. She couldn’t let her have her way.

“Listen very closely, Min-Sinclair: I care about Beck and we all here agree you’re a selfish bitch. I know you’re not up to something good, so I will do everything on my power to make sure Beck’s far away from you claws.” That was so ridiculous that Poppy cracked a smile, making fun of Wade. She couldn't even be mad with a clown like her. “I’m telling you now, back off…”

The two of them kept that position a few second, a fight between wills neither of them wanted to loose. Finally, was Zoey the first to walk away, falsely believing her message was received.

Oh, Zoey… as if you could do something to stop her from her aims.

“Hey, Zoey?” Poppy called, the daggers in her mouth ready to hurt her really bad. “Why would anyone be interested in you while they have me?” Zoey stopped immediately, the strike hitting the spot. Poppy smirked, understanding everything right in the moment. Zoey likes Beck, it was so clear it actually felt cliché

“Ha! This must be entertaining.” Poppy thought, enjoying the effect of her words in Zoey.

“You’re just a three-digit fool who hasn't learn her place. Why don't you save yourself from humiliation and forget about Beck completely?” The strawberry blonde smiled at Zoey with a friendly smirk. “You know? My day with them yesterday was really good, so I'm feeling generous.” Poppy took her things and walked to be face to face with Zoey, who was getting red from frowning. “I’m forgetting about everything you just said and giving you a second chance. You see? I’m making you a favor! Your welcome, sweetie.” She added with an obviously pretentious voice before going out the cafeteria.

Even though she looked calm and perfect as always, inside Poppy was furious.

How she dares!

What the hell was wrong with that loser? Does she really was that horny for Beck?

“Well… if she was, I couldn't really blame her…” Poppy thought.

She wasn’t lying back at the shelter; she really thought they were cute. The way they looked at the animals, that stupid, goofy smile and congratulations Beck gave the puppies and kittens everytime Piper told them they did a great job. Poppy had a lot of fun doing the commercial, so much so she couldn’t help but be so honestly involved in the making, enjoying every part of it, in fact, Beck was different from how they’re act in Belvoire everytime they both meet.

They weren’t infuriating, insulting, a ranking climber, selfish dude who played the game even better than she expected. Actually, while having lunch, Beck was… fine. A big asshole from time to time but in a funny way. Pretending to be so nice and shit was actually easier than she thought around Beck, she was even glad to have them now at ten spot. Definitely she did a good choice.

But now, Zoey had to come and ruin her everything. And it actually pissed off Poppy badly. Beck didn’t need a personal protector, and Poppy didn’t need competition. She believed it would be easier to have Beck, at first she thought it was because they were trans, she read about it online: most people wouldn't date a trans person because… reasons.

But Belvoire proved to be different: it turns out Beck had a lot of friends, and a lot of girls daydreaming about them as usually they do around Alphas, admiring them secretly while doing exercises in the gym, trying to dance with them in parties… but Beck refused all of them. They were shy, they looked uncomfortable with anyone.

Anyone except Zoey Wade.

The both were really close, always together like Tweedledee and Tweedledum. Before all this, the very same Poppy had seen them hugging, flirting and practicing music together. Still, the strawberry blonde never thought of her as a threatening opponent. But now, Zoey Wade just make herself a target to eliminate, maybe not this time, after all, she did give her a second chance. She was a woman behind her own word.

But… She still had to do something. So she quickly took off her phone, typing a message to the matter at hand.

Poppy:

So here’s the plan

I'll need you to meet me at this address at 10pm sharp

Don't disappoint me, tushi-face 😏

She waited a few seconds, almost a minute. What took them so long?

Tushi-face🤡:

What? Why?

Poppy:

You'll have to trust me 😉

She looked at her screen, waiting for Beck’s answer. What were they doing? Texting Zoey? Her patience was running low when a little buzz alerted her.

Tushi-face🤡:

This can't be good. I'm not going

Were they serious?! Beck was playing with her kindness more than they should. No good at all.

Poppy:

Coward 🙄

Tushi-face🤡:

I'm not a coward

Quick answer. Poppy smirked mischievously. Beck always gave her a lot of information to work with, so transparent it was almost a sin to take advantage of it. Almost.

Poppy:

Prove it 💅🏻

Typing… typing… nothing… typing… typing…

Tushi-face🤡:

I’m going to regret this, am I?

Poppy:

Sending the location now

With a smug smile, Poppy send to Beck the location where the Club Malibu was. It was a exclusive place where only the elite could go. Yes, she said Zoey was temporarily off limits… but she didn't say she wouldn't be taking her chances up.

Tushi-face🤡:

Clubbing? Not my kind of place really

Poppy:

Ew, when you put it like that you sound so boring

Tushi-face 🤡:

Why do you want me there anyways?

Poppy:

All in due time, Farmsville

All in due time 😘

~~X~~

Poppy check the hour in her phone once again, it was almost 10 pm and she was already expecting Beck to show up because of the paranoia. Her foot tapping repeatedly against the floor it was the proof everyone around her needed to know she was nervous. What the hell took them so long? Did Beck decided to ditch her last minute?

Was it Zoey Wade´s fault?

She swore to god she´ll kill the girl after a humiliating and memorable reve…

“Could you calm down already? They already here” She heard Bradley say and immediately look right at the door, where Beck was being escorted to the V.I.P. area just like she asked for.

Damn, the dude knew their ways.

Beck was looking fucking hot, the black scheme really suits them and the way the shirt showed his muscles caused a lot of eyes stick to them as thirsty bastards. To top it all, the song playing in the back and Beck´s expressions were on point to make them look sexy as hell. Feeling a pang of jealousy, Poppy frowned. At what point will this bitches stop looking Beck like a piece of meat? Disgusted, Poppy stood up from her seat, very willing to show all these whores who they were competing against. With a sexy and confident smirk, the strawberry blonde walked towards Beck, sashaying her hips seductively, quickly catching Beck´s gaze.

And she loved it.

She could see the gasp, how the air escaped their lungs and redness taking over their face. Oh how she adored to cause that effects in Beck, all those girls didn’t have a chance. Embracing their strong arm, Poppy smile at them leaning her body against them, drawing a property line.

“Hey there, Tushi-face. I´m glad to see you´re not totally incapable of following directions.” She greeted them, leading the way to the exclusive section.

“Nice to see you too, Poppy.”

“Really? That was all?”

“I have to say… You´re looking fine tonight”

“Yeah, that´s what I thought”

“Is that your attempt at flattery, Farmsville?” She was not going easy on them.

“I´m not stupid enough to try and flatter you. I was just stating facts.” Oh god, that was so cliché she even scoffed. How many times have her hear that before? But something about Beck being the one to say it, turned her perfect pout into a haughty smile. As she was saying, pretending with Beck was easy, it came to her naturally, effortless.

“Maybe you´re more observant than I gave you credit for. I like it. And I have to say, I´m shocked. For once you don’t look completely unfortunate. And here I thought you were a total lost cause.” She joked, smiling just like before while having lunch.

“Wow, back to squared one already with sucking compliments?” Beck smirked, a total funny jerk.

“Try not to push your luck, Farmsville. You don´t want to be on my bad side, again.”

“Really? I don’t see the difference.” They pointed out, testing her. Poppy came closer to them, completely pressing her body against Beck´s arm, letting them feel her heat, her breast, her perfume. The distance between the two was so close that Poppy could feel their fresh breath, her own heart beating fast, excited as she whispered in their ear.

“Stay with me through the night and I promise I´ll give you a taste of the differences…”

Their dilated pupils, the small, imperceptible shiver in their body and that cute yet sexy gesture in their face that appeared after Poppy move away was all she needed to see. She actually liked them…

And she was gonna have them.

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[babyybitchhh]

In all seriousness tho, I actually do take issue with the Hisoka is a pedophile! rhetoric and I just don’t think that’s the hill people should be clamoring to die on. It just doesn’t sit right with me, personally.

First and foremost because Hisoka is (clearly) a sadomasochistic hedonist of the highest order and his interest in Gon stems solely from the bottomless wealth of potential afforded to him as a shonen MC, not his prepubescent body. If he were actually a pedophile then wouldn’t he have just ... idk. Forced himself on Gon and called it a day? I mean, Hisoka has always been the stronger of the two so he certainly had the means to do whatever he wanted to the boy. It just doesn’t really make sense for Hisoka to essentially mentor Gon and go out of his way to make him stronger if all he wanted out of it was sex with a child. He could’ve achieved that at any given point in the story - and tbh waiting like that seems counterintuitive if that were actually the ultimate goal? Because Gon is only going to continue getting more powerful and will undoubtedly be able to lay him out flat one day? Thus preventing him?? From having sex? With the supposed object of his desire???

It’s almost as if ... 🤔 rather than being sexually excited by the fact Gon is baby, it’s the unapologetic ass whooping Hisoka knows he’ll some day be able to inflict that gets his motor reving. How odd. None of that sounds like pedophilic behavior to ME. He’s definitely a freak, but not the child rapist kind and the only reason Gon’s even on his radar at all is because he’s immensely powerful by virtue of being the protagonist. If he were a normal child I genuinely doubt Hisoka would even register his existence. He’s just looking for a good time and I think we can all agree he doesn’t really care about the details. If you present a fun and exciting challenge, regardless of what that may entail, he’s gonna feel some type of way about you. Period. I hate to say it, but it’s really not that deep.

Hisoka isn’t a pedo. He’s just a slut for violence. 🤷‍♀️