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shinjisdone · 9 months ago

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𝒯𝒾𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒮𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

(A Yandere Pinocchio X fem!Reader fic from Lies of P)

Pɑɾt 1; Sluɱbeɾ

capitolo uno

capitolo due

capitolo tre

capitolo quattro

capitolo cinque

capitolo sei

capitolo sette: is here

Capitolo otto

Capitolo nove

Capitolo dieci

Pɑɾt 2; Awɑƙeƞiƞƍ

It was a privilege to share the same blood as Giuseppe Geppetto. To be his family, his niece and take part in the marvelous worlds of puppets. The privilege to learn from him as his apprentice. The privilege to care for the things he cares for and to have the things he cares for, care deeply for you.

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TW in general: Yandere behaviour, creepy and still puppet, dubious intentions and relationships

[TW for this one specifically include: Demeaning uncle Geppetto, slight misogyny, downplaying an injury, slight uncomfortable tension, slight grief, Uncle Geppetto doing a 180° turn

Uncle Geppetto will be proven right again. By you out of all people and you can just imagine the glint he will get in his eyes. He thinks he doesn't get a kick of schadenfreude from it, but you've known your dear uncle for long enough to know that he loved being right. Always.

You go over the scenario in your head. It will be there, alongside that humph but it will be temporary - because soon he will be grinning and smiling proudly. A pat on the back and letting you do more than tinker on butlers - long forgotten by the rich families as they have probably gotten themselves replacements by the Workshop Union.

It was not like you disliked them. They were wonderful puppets and you do wanted to make them wonderful again - but perhaps your passion and nostalgia for a time long gone fired you up more than the thought of giving unwanted butlers their jobs again.

Maybe Uncle would look at you a bit differently. Let you do more.

Do more with her. Perhaps, but just perhaps but nevertheless an optimistic perhaps, Geppetto will give you permission to work on her and give you materials and tools for it. You always wanted to.

She was your ever first doll. You wanted to become a puppetmaker just like him for her, to do something with her. Turn her into the loveliest doll that she deserved to be.

The only scenario you could not figure its grande finale out were the bandages around your hand.

Walking down the stairs, you took a few breaths in front of his office's door. Holding the surprise behind your back, you knocked on the heavy wooden door, carved with many patterns. He wanted it tailored to withstand a lifetime and you do remember knocking on it a lot as a child. More times than you should have, convinced that it might be an easy and harmless prank on your part. You were even told that the door was so sturdy, your little girly knocks wouldn't resound at all but your uncle would always open it with a scowl-

"Dear?" You startled as he peeked through the opened crack. Geppetto rose a brow at seeing you so early despite your very obvious eyebags. He thought you'd sleep in again but instead you mustered a smile. "Good morning, Uncle." Finally, he fully opened the door to look at you fully dressed while he only adorned a quaint white blouse and trousers. "A good morning to you, too. What is it? What brings you so early in the morning to me?"

Once again you mustered a smile but this attempt was given up quickly. You were no foolish child anymore. He needed to hear it. "Uncle, may I come in? I have something really important to tell you." "At this hour? Surely this can wait after breakfast."

"Uncle Geppetto."

There it was once again, that scowl whenever he opened the door at a bad time. This time it was not your prank but the tone of your voice he did not like. Nevertheless, he stepped aside and let you in.

Brown eyes observed the spots of dried blood on the bandage, his finger grazing the outline of your palm as you rested your injured hand in his. The man adjusted his monocle, leaning closer before sitting upright in his working chair and letting go of your hand. You let it rest on the big mahogany working table. "And that happened yesterday?" "Yes. The ambulance came and patched me up before sending me home. I don't know what happened to the puppet afterwards."

A heavy sigh escaped him, his hand reaching for the bridge of his nose as Geppetto leaned back in his chair. "What a commotion it must have been..."

"I'm sure it will be on the newspapers soon. That's why I wanted to tell you, Uncle, something might be wrong with these models."

He sighed once again, looking up the ceiling. You waited but decided to speak when he remained quiet.

"Something like that should never happen." Swiftly, the older man snapped his narrowed gaze at you. "Of course this shouldn't happen. It was an accident, is that not what you said?"

"Yes, but-"

"Couldn't it be that your finger slipped to the spot the puppet was supposed to stamp?" A sharp inhale. You sat up straighter, your eyes wide and lips pressed as you stopped like a machine yourself. Before you spoke, you reminded yourself to take another, deeper and calmer breath. "Uncle. If it did, then it should have sensed flesh. It pierced through mine anyway." Your eyes flickered to the ground, holding in air. You began to scowl just like him. "I can't believe you are saying that." You whispered under your breath.

"It is possible," He continued calmly, "That's why I need to know the specifics. The Workshop Union cannot make a mistake, I cannot."

The office grew quiet. Retracting your hand, you placed it on your lap, gently playing with the edge of the bandage. Your glare was directed to the floor. Geppetto reclined in his chair and crossed his legs. The old grandfather clock he had for decades ticked in the corner, the dreary, soft sound filling the room and his eyes would glance at the time. His hands mimicked yours before he licked his lips and took a deep breath.

"You've been working very hard lately. It's gotten to your head." The chair creaked as he leaned forward and reached for your injured hand. He carefully made sure to brush the side of your palm with his fingers. "Look at you, your eyebags have gotten even more noticeable now, dear. You can't go running around looking like that, not even in the confines of our workshop. You need rest, especially with an injury such as this." He tilted your hand up briefly and rose his brows at you. Your grimace did not change.

"A young girl such as yourself shouldn't have to bear such scars. I am sorry that happened to you."

You remained silent as his hand slowly left yours and he got up. Putting on a coat big enough to cover his simple outfit, he searched for his melon hat next.

"Did anyone ask you who you are?"

"No." You answered tonelessly.

"Good. It would be bad if...they found out Geppetto's niece got hurt by a puppet."

At last he found it under his scarf and made sure to put it on as well. He opened the door wide and turned around with an expectant gaze for you to leave his office.

You had not moved. Sitting in the humble, lone stool your narrowed gaze was stuck on the one spot on the floor. The wonderful, expensive wine red carpet of his, the edge of it, embroided with patterns from a land far away, he once said. He got it before you were born and it still seemed so new and untouched.

Geppetto called out your name impatiently.

"Uncle." Swiftly, you slid off the stool and grabbed the sack you set aside from the floor with one hand. The man arched a brow as you walked towards him, poised and with a determined glare. Holding it with one arm, you entangled the ribbon with your good hand before letting the sack fall off and had her sit placidly in your arms.

Through the determined glint in your eyes, your heart was pounding against your chest.

Geppetto slowly closed the door. Trapped in a trance, his jaw dropped as his hands reached for the toy in your arms. He carefully approached you. Brown eyes would glimpse up and down, between you and the toy. Collecting himself, his shock slowly turned into the brightest of grins you had not seen on him in years and his eyes held a tenderness he had missed years ago as well.

The older man could barely let out his thoughts. "Oh, dear," He whsipered under his shaking breath, "That is your doll." Finally, it seemed like he could collect himself from his awe and gently touch the doll's arms. Stable but soft to the touch. His joy also brought a smile of your own. You let him take her.

"It's Aurorie."

"Aurorie!" He laughed heartily, overshadowing the ticking of the clock. "Oh, you always called her that!" Another round of chuckles left him as he spun the doll around, inspecting her. The pink dress had soft folds, each patched with patterns of dark pink roses, as to not stand out too much, and lines of leaves stitched and flowing down from the waist to the frilly ends. The wide dress flew with the motions as the doll was inspected, with the many flounces hidden beneath white as snow. Testing the fabric, Geppetto noticed a minituare, wooden cage crinoline hidden between the flounces. The majority was made out of wood but he could make out metal strips in the middle section, tightened with screws and aligning with the wooden strips above and below. It wasn't wide enough to give the illusion of an hourglass form but was slimer, triangular, he noted. One hand gently tapped the outer side of the dress. The cage crinoline was barely noticeable with the many cloth in-between.

The sleeves were short and puffy, covering her shoulders and leaving the rest of her arms bare. Dark shoes cleaned with the expensive shoe polish and white tights around her legs. A small ribbon was tied around her neck into a kink and suited her well with the frilly neck sleeve. Her long, blonde hair was styled to curls, with a headband on top and small, thin ribbons tied lovingly at each end of the band. Her bangs neatly cut to show her kind eyes and putting the doll higher up to the light, Geppetto paid attention to the bright colors that returned to her face. Each eye, brow, cheek, nose and smile was repainted.

"She looks as beautiful as the day I made her for you." He whispered as he lowered her in his arms. He couldn't really believe what he was seeing, it was like recalling a dear memory. The bright smile you wore was also one he used to see more often in the past. "I wanted to remake her the day you agreed to make me your apprentice. I always had her with me." Geppetto let out a sigh, "I never noticed she was here all this time." "Well," You glanced around before looking back at him with a bashful smile, "I hid it when coming here. Geppetto's niece and apprentice coming to Krat, the city of puppets, with a small, worn out doll?" You chuckled with a crooked smile and Geppetto joined you. "But what was most important for me was to be able to make her shine again. Aurorie is my favorite out of all the toys you've made me and I wanted her to be treated as she deserved."

The older man opened his mouth before closing it shut again with a smile. Though his sight wasn't the best even with his monocle, his eyes crinkled at the sight of you, of the little gift he made for you all those years ago now here in his arms. His throat tightened and he quickly swallowed the growing lump. Instead, his heart melted at the very sight and touch he was experiencing right now.

"And look!" Your eyes widened with the idea that had come to mind and before he knew it, you adjusted the doll to be sitting humbly on his forearm. "I made the crinoline out of soft wood and the metal strips in the middle would bend when the legs are moved. She can sit without having to lift the dress, and the crinoline won't crack."

Looking back at the toy idly sitting on his arm, Geppetto couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. "She sits as straight as a candle! Just like a real lady!" Still gazing at the doll, he let out a few chuckles before his laughter died down. Lips trembled slightly and the man looked back to you, sniffling briefly. He bent down while holding the doll gently with one arm and rested his hand on your shoulder.

"Dear..." You unwittingly shot him a confused look as your uncle began but seemed to drift off. You feared that when looking into his eyes, you might find them ever so slightly teary, a sight you only saw once on him and it was not a fond memory. However, despite the trembling he swallowed it all down and instead pulled you closer for an embrace.

"My dearest niece...I am so proud of you." He squeezed you once, his arm around your shoulders, before backing off enough to look at you with the most heartwarming grin. "You have no idea how happy it makes me that you take on the role of the next puppetmaker in our family. That you find joy in this and create such beautiful things." Your uncle was never one to indulge in his feelings so much, to carry his emotions on his sleeves as he does now. Each word that passes his lips seemed to soften his face more and more. You let him talk. "Things that will bring joy to the next person. I remember how you sulked that day before I gifted you Aurorie and the little doll that gave the little girl so much happiness," He halted for a moment and swallowed his snot, "Is now making her shine like she did in your memories. You took such great care of her...it makes me happy that you love her so much."

Finally, he stepped back and tried to discreetly wipe his tears. He returned the doll to you. "I am sure you will continue creating many great things, and taking care of them and loving them."

He seemed to stop. You hugged your doll tight and close, eyes struggling to look at his face as he kept on trying to find his composure. While his heart squeezed, yours seemed too - though it slowly felt like it was dragged down your stomach the longer you lingered. "Uncle Geppetto...are you truly okay?"

As fast as he could, he nodded with a few sniffles and spoke in a strong voice. "I am. Simply indulged myself back to the old times where you were just a wee little girl." He chuckled as he ruffled your hair. You did not believe him.

With a cough, he gestured to the door. "Your creation is wonderful, my dear. I cannot wait to see how you'll flourish into a great puppetmaker - one greater than me, perhaps!" He gave a quiet, low chuckle, "But for now...work awaits. I'll take care of the commotion. Go rest your hand and take a few days off. You must be tired and scared of what happened yesterday. Be a good girl and go to your room."

You were inclined to share your own thoughts but seeing the look in his brown eyes and the slight tilt in his stature made you bite your tongue and nod. Quietly bidding him goodbye and a successful day at work, you retrieved your things and left the room.

The soft click of the door was his cue to return to his chair. You used to barge into his office a few times as a child before learning that Geppetto was not fond of such ill-mannered behaviour. You were only brave enough to do so when your visits weren't alone but with company but he would still not tolerate because of that.

With a heavy and freeing sigh, he sat down in his chair, it squeaked as he turned to the lowest cupboard on his table. Sliding it open, he took out two baords completely and set them aside. Pressing a button hidden on the side of the open space, a click was heard and right after that, a thud. He took the thin wall out and dragged the small, metal safe closer. For its size it was quite heavy and Geppetto found himself struggling to get it out as the years pass by. He let out a groan once the buttons were in his reach and pushing the code inside, the self-made mechanism ticked and hummed, before the door sprung open.

The binders were neatly sorted one by one. He grabbed the blue one, titled "Earlier than the Birds."

Turning a few pages, he stopped at "11 years."

In the month of April, there was a picture painted on simple paper.

Geppetto carefully slid it out from the foil before putting the binder aside and admiring the doodle.

The locks were long, blonde and curly, reaching beyond the feet. A breathy chuckled was let out in the quiet room, he barely could hear the grandfather clock ticking. He told him that such length was impossible or rather, ridiculous and unnecessary. The painter pouted and insisted it would look pretty. Shaking his head, he could not keep his promise but the end result was enough to be left satisfied. Besides that, the dress was done as he invisioned, wide and frilly, the color of the fabric as blue as the crayon he used to draw with. He tried to keep the colors in the lines yet slipped one too many times but Geppetto did not mind. He also did not mind one arm being longer than the other, the limbs drawn as sticks and then redrawn to be thicker, or having no black crayon left and therefore painting the shoe with brown - Geppetto understood the artist's intentions.

A giant tiara sat on the crown of her head and again, he shook his head. Instead, a black headband was offered that he reluctantly agreed to.

Kind eyes were the last touch. A lovely smile that was later on redrawn with red crayon. He could see the black color peeking out.

Geppetto sighed as he reclined in his chair. His eyes traveled to the bottom of the childish drawing.

"For my annoying cousin, (Name)."

#yandere lies of p #Lies of p #lies of p x reader #lies of p pinocchio #yandere pinocchio #Pinocchio #Lies of p pinocchio x reader #Pinocchio x reader #P x reader #Yandere #my writing #my fanfiction #ticking springs

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sepublic · 2 years ago

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It’s interesting that S1 is the most conventional in terms of kids’ show formats and lessons, especially given the confirmation that it suffered the most executive meddling (not counting Seasons 2 and 3 dealing with the shortening). S1 is primarily where Luz, as well as King, learn the standard, typical Aesops of ‘Be nice and think of others, don’t be selfish’, that sort of thing. It’s where a humbled Luz is most reminded that she’s not the Main Character, and must be mindful of the people around her… A necessary lesson, keep in mind.

However, there’s still an undercurrent of her asking and sometimes even demanding things, things she wants and needs and deserves, and Luz gets it! Eda enrolls Luz at Hexside because Luz wants to! Bump lets Luz do multi-track learning after she and the others insist! And that comes to fruition in the rest of the show, as the ideal Luz should accept for herself… Even as the events and trauma of S1 leave Luz with the takeaway that, no, she IS a bad person who is selfish and has hurt others in her narrow-minded pursuits, and must actively atone and cease being a burden.

I think it’s neat; The first season, the ‘safest’ one, as influenced by Disney, is the one that espouses to Luz to ‘Be a good kid’. But the rest of the show afterwards, more true to Dana’s vision, is Luz encountering the downsides of devoting herself too deeply to that idea, with little to no forgiveness for herself; We see and know the merits of that typical lesson, but it also gets a bit deconstructed as TOH argues it’s just as important, if not moreso, for Luz to take care of herself too, give herself some credit, etc.

This ‘second phase’ of the show is when Luz really begins to face off with Belos, who is an actual, literal puritan motivated by their ideology. And as I’ve discussed in the past, puritan ideology presumes humanity as existing in a natural state of guilt (which coincides with the Guilty until proven Innocent nature of the witch trials), due to the first sin. As a result, just about anything engaging in pleasure or fun is seen as hedonistic and ‘sinful’, and puritans are expected to constantly atone for their existence by devoting themselves to a higher cause, God and the collective.

It tracks that the puritan mindset has had its legacy in real life, with a lot of conventional kids’ media reminding their audience not to be a brat; Kids are expected to obey rules, trust in the wisdom of their elders, etc. Stories like Pinocchio come to mind, with Guillermo Del Toro even criticizing it for seeking to ‘tame the child’s spirit’, hence his own version of the tale deconstructing the original by being a defiance to conformity.

So it’s rather meta that TOH starts off with that surface-level quest to be a responsible child for Luz, in its first season (the executive one, the introductory ‘testing the waters’ season where each episode is about an Aesop). But there’s that undercurrent of Luz being rewarded for thinking about herself; So when the show really begins to dig deeper in Season 2 -being more apparent with its more mature storylines and tone, and less bound by corporate mandates to stick to the regular episodic formula- TOH’s true nature begins to reveal itself.

Dana did explain that S2 was truer to her vision, and especially in light of the shortening, she outright admitted that the crew went for a more “Screw it, let’s just do what we want” route with TOH, and you can really tell. Dare I say, a more disobedient approach, as a contrast to S1 being more corporate, and on the surface about being the Responsible Child. I find it neat how the writers made Disney’s mandates work (such as Hexside for example), giving us the surface of that conventional story about a child learning to behave herself, only to say But there’s much more to her actualization than that.

The narrative begins peeling back the layers of that supposed story by showing the consequences of the kid protagonist’s adventure, not just in the trauma, but by displaying how its morally righteous takeaways can lead to toxicity and outright evil, such as with someone like Philip Wittebane. TOH is being nuanced by balancing the selfless and selfish ends of the spectrum, but ultimately it’s finishing on the note of Luz learning to fight for herself, at least as much as she does for others.

After all, there’s definitely a real-life social trend leaning towards being easier and less punishing on kids; Physical punishment is seen as physical abuse, and people are becoming more aware of just how difficult it really is to be a minor, actually. A lot of conservative groups complain that society has become ‘softer’, but the idea of disobedience and rebellion has become more and more attractive as corporate power constricts and demands you work full-time, emphasizing productivity.

‘Empowerment’ is a term that’s more discussed, so when we use that word for minorities, it’s inevitable that people will extend it to adolescents as well, hence the meme of Okay Boomer, as a response to Millennials supposedly ruining everything. Dana herself also mentioned she grew up in a catholic school and was even placed into a headlock by a nun as a child once, which given her story’s villain is a puritan…

I think TOH argues that Yes, some of the ideas behind being a responsible child do have a bit of a place. BUT, it follows this up with the notion that this default sentiment for kids can and has been damaging, just as S2 follows up on S1’s more corporate, lesson-of-the-day format with a freer story that has Luz struggle with her unfair guilt. The show’s very structure and organization on a meta level ends up reflecting how it offers a typical lesson, but then deconstructs it to argue the opposite is good; Just as Luz enters expecting your regular pretty isekai, but finds something grotesque and demonic, only to accept and embrace that too.

Luz forgiving her desires pairs with TOH saying it’s okay to be selfish and not expect yourself to be a Hero who saves the world, which is a presumption both egotistical but also demanding. This matches with S2 introducing more prevalently the idea that, hey, maybe kids shouldn’t be expected to save the day either, given the trauma it instills, and the expectation to essentially be a responsible, productive child who is successful in life. That defies the puritan mindset to atone, work hard, and devote yourself to something greater, such as the collective and/or God, which is something American society is continuing to unlearn; And The Owl House reflects these trends as the product of various social movements, such as queer rights.

#the owl house #luz noceda #meta #cw christianity #analysis

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anonymergremlin · 8 months ago

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So...

I mentioned it before (At least I think so), but Sophia is a good example for having the right to be selfish.

Hear me out. When she tells us that she woke up P for her own sake, because she wanted to be freed, I first felt kinda shocked and disappointed (totally silly in the end). What do you mean you did it for yourself? :( *slaps past me*

But here comes to thing. It was her right so be selfish, since it also meant saving everyone else. Sophia was Simon's source of power. She was the person who collected the ergo for him through her powers, making the experiments possible in the first place while also suffering from him doing his best to strength her powers and maybe even keep her alive (this part is mostly a headcanon of mine, since it looked like she was bound to a machine... And I honestly don't think she would have survived such treatment for such a long time).

Sophia was the source of the carcass and mutations, so saving her was the first stop to end one of Krat's nightmares.

Anyway, that alone is one good reason in my opinion to show that her wanting to be saved in the first place was totally deserved. Also... Yeah she knew that she needed P to become stronger to save her, to collect Ergo and other things (to be able to get to her). But while he did that she also reminded him of the people, that he should help them and she reminded him about doing things for himself. Sophia supported P in his journey and his changes. She probably would have been able to get him faster to her, but no, she took her time for everyone's sake.

This post is probably unnecessary (and has a lot of error ughhh), but I really wanted to talk about this since I am still amazed about her role. Also, sweet reminder... Her wanting help in the end is pretty much a reference to the Blue Fairy in the book getting really sick and poor needing Pinocchio's help, which ended up not just saving her. Oh no, it was also the last step to get his humanity.

And we all know what we needed to do to get the 'Rise of P'-Ending... Our true humanity.

Save Sophia.

#lies of p #lies of p sophia #thoughts and headcanon #you can have a different opinion #just me writing down what i think #i really love sophia as a character #she shows that even heroic characters are just human #i hope that makes sense #and sorry for error's #wrote this on my phone while being a little tired

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supernaturalcharlie11 · 2 years ago

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Ylfa has never been the type of girl who follows the path that stretches out in front of her. So when she was confronted with writing her story anew, she could only bring herself to write a few lines:

Once upon a time, there was a young girl who loved her grandma very much. Her name was Ylfa Snorgelson. But she was better known as Little Red Riding Hood.

She tucked the page away. There was no need to write more. She would stray from the path anyway. And she knew exactly what was waiting for her at the end of the story. An old friend. A part of her lost in the final battle.

The Big Bad Wolf continues to provide an end to all the stories, but she does so in a kinder way than her predecessor. She too has remnants of memories of an adventure that she went on when a part of her was still a little girl.

The day comes, when Death meets the first of her companions again. She finds Timothy Goose surrounded by his husband and son, falling asleep peacefully.

„Old friend“, he greets Death kindly. „Thank you for joining me on this last path.“

„Of course.“

And they walk together, away from something and towards something else that no one in the world could ever understand. Tim tells death about everything he lived through. A life filled with ink, love and an occasional pickle that Tim cherishes very much.

The next two familiar faces meet the Big Bad Wolf shortly after each other. Gerard had lived a life of adventure, finally laying down his life to protect a new ally. Next to death he makes his way down a path that leads into a similar direction as Mother Goose‘s.

Pib, on the other hand, has a lot of reincarnations left. Death, to him, is merely another stop along the way. But when he meets her, he looks a little wary.

„Rest here as long as you want“, the Big Bad Wolf offers. „You deserve a little rest.“

„Thank you“, Pib meows and jumps onto the back of the Wolf that he once knew so well. Prodding his paws into the soft and warm fur, he prepares a little spot to lie down and sleep without an open eye for the first time in his many lifetimes.

Rosamund greets Death like an old friend, bowing deeply as she leaves her life behind. A life filled with wonder and grace, with adventures and saving as many young maidens from what she once knew as destiny. Now she knows it’s nothing even close to that.

„I‘m not the first, am I?“

Death shakes her big head.

„Will I see them again?“

„I don‘t know“, Death admits. „Where this path leads is hidden even from me. But that doesn‘t mean it will be bad. Quite the opposite, I believe.“

And Death turns so that Rosamund might look upon her old friend again, who is still nestled in the warm fur.

„I don‘t think this path is meant for me“, Pib says looking down the road that some of his companions have already taken.

„Then let‘s stray together“, Rosamund smiles and opens her arms. Death watches as Rosamund carries the little cat down a way that even Death herself can‘t tread.

After that, Death spends a lot of time with people she doesn‘t know, but cares about deeply nonetheless.

Then, one night, an older man finds himself by her side. He looks at Death with love in his eyes, recognising something in her that the Big Bad Wolf has already forgotten.

„Will she join me?“, Pinocchio asks, lovingly running his now human hand through the dark fur.

„Was one lifetime not enough?“, Death asks, genuinely curious.

Pinocchio smiles: „Is it ever?“

The last one to join the other side is an old woman in a red cape. She has a spark in her eyes that tells of a lifetime filled with love, crazy decisions along no path anyone could ever form, and an absence of the pain that was once destined for her.

She looks at Death with kindness, not recognising her. But Death does. She looks behind what everyone else could see directly at the young girl who had once been her.

Many upon a times ago.

„Let‘s just sit for a while“, Death offers and the girl gladly accepts.

„Are you waiting at the end of every story?“

The Big Bad Wolf turns to look at her, memories of adventures and friendship returning in a way that Death never thought possible.

„This is not the end, Little Red“, she whispers quietly. „There are a lot of stories left to be written.“

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brionbroadway · 2 years ago

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Gerard, do you promise not to be mad at me?

I thought the hot dogs would make you like Toy Island.

Gerard was angry, but not for the reasons the children thought.

He defaulted to walking alongside Timothy when he felt like this. Gerard could converse with Rosamund for hours about royal nonsense, or he could detail his sword forms to (he was sure) a rapt audience in Pib, but Mother Goose was the only one who understood his feelings before he could name them.

“Look, what Snow White said,” Timothy said, before Gerard offered that he wanted to talk. “There are a lot of reasons Elody wouldn’t have mentioned that she was married. I wouldn’t assume—”

“It’s not that.”

Timothy looked surprised, and Gerard understood. He loved Elody more than anyone in the world—or worlds, as it were. He was beginning to realize he also loved her at the expense of everyone else.

“The kids,” Gerard said. “I don’t want to get mad at them, but their behaviour puts us in danger. Puts them in danger. I don’t know how else to communicate the severity of that.”

“I understand that.”

When Ylfa was scared to disobey him, when Pinocchio was desperate to please him, Gerard remembered what adults did with their perceived misbehavior in the past. You are not my daughter. I never should have made you. He suspected, that if his parents ever found him as a frog, they would’ve said the same sentiment to him.

“But just because I’m angry, or upset—I’m not going to leave. I’m not going to reject them. I don’t think they know that, and I think that’s my fault.”

“Ylfa and Pinocchio have been let down by most of the adults in their lives,” Timothy says. “It’s not fair to put the trauma that’s caused solely on your shoulders. You’re here, so I know what you’re saying to be true, but….”

“But?”

“I don’t know, I think it’s like being in love. You can show someone that you love them every day, but you still need to say it.”

Gerard knew he’d done the opposite with Elody.

“Will that matter?” he asked. “If there are days like today, when I get like this, and don’t show it as well as I should?

“You don’t have to be the perfect person to be perfect for them, Gerard. They’re smart kids. They understand that you’re huma—well, you know. Just, try not to stay angry at yourself. That will not help any of you heal.”

Gerard was cursed as a child for who he was. When he was cursed again as an adult, it was clear it was not a behaviour he’d grown out of, but an intrinsic flaw in who he was. He did not know if he deserved to believe another story about himself.

But.

He refused to let Yfla and Pinocchio believe the same story about themselves, so he would have to try.

#d20 #dimension 20 #neverafter #prince gerard of greenleigh #prince gerard #ylfa snorgelsson #d20 pinocchio #mother timothy goose #dropout tv #drabbles #d20 fic #brian murphy #ally beardsley

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keirawantstocry · 8 months ago

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hmm maybe fitbo with him being jealous of fobo, in todays stream he called them basemates cause he doesn’t want to call them roommates

*materializes out of dust* hey

“I am not fucking jealous of Foolish fucking gamers,” Fit spat.

Bagi full on laughed at him. “Oh Fit. You are not a good liar.”

He scowled, not truly mad at her. “I'm not lying.”

Bagi shook her head. “That's just not true. Your nose is growing by the second.”

“You did not just compare me to fucking Pinocchio.”

Bagi laughed. “Sim, sim, I did.”

Fit threw his hands up in defeat. “Fine, okay. I'm a little jealous.”

“A little?”

Fit sighed and leaned back in his chair as Bagi sipped her tea. “Okay, fine. You wanna hear the whole ugly truth?”

“You know how I love fofoca.”

“I get so angry that I see red anytime I see them together. I don't fucking mind that they're living together, I don't mind that they're fucking basemates or whatever but he's been fucking ghosting me. He passes me up for Foolish and that makes me mad. He's… he's supposed to be mine not Foolish's.”

“Yours?” Bagi asked, raising an eyebrow.

Fit flushed. He hadn't meant to say that. Possessiveness wasn't something he deserved to have. Wasn't something he was allowed.

He swallowed hard. “Yes. He's…” Fit hesitated. “I want…”

Bagi raised her other eyebrow, looking so damn curious. “What do you want Fit? Say it aloud. It will help you accept it.”

Fit took an incredibly long deep breath. “I was never allowed to have anything of my own on 2b2t. Not really. We aren't allowed to form attachments to anything Bagi. Absolutely nothing. We didn't have marriages in the wasteland like you do on this island. Basemate was a rare term there. You can't trust anyone.” He attempted to catch his breath. His breath was coming too fast, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.

Bagi put her hand on his arm, a bit awkwardly. “Breathe, Fit. It's okay.”

He took a few deep breaths before continuing to speak. “I'm a bit broken. I had reservations about involving Pac in my mess but I've seen him handle it better than I ever could have imagined. But Tubbo? He's dealing with a lot. I don't. He doesn't need my shit on top of all that. He doesn't need my possessiveness and all this anger.”

“You don't really get to choose that,” Bagi said. “You love him, want him. You can't shove that down. All you can do is bring it to him and accept his response.”

Fit laughed humorlessly. “I don't think he wants me.”

“Don't be sure. Not until you've asked him.”

Fit stared at her for a long moment. Tried to truly soak in her words. “Okay,” he said finally. “Yeah okay um. I'll talk to him.”

Bagi grinned. “I should take on the role of island therapist.”

Fit laughed a little bit, feeling lighter then he had in ages. “And take Melissa's job?”

Bagi smiled. “Hey, maybe I could work with her.”

“And what would Tina think of that?” Fit teased, laughing as Bagi's face went pink.

“Don't worry about Tina. This is about you!”

“Yes, ma'am.” Fit said, holding up his hands, subtly trying to wipe away his tears. “And thank you. Obrigado.”

“Anytime, Fit. I am part of your morning crew. We are family, you and I. That is forever.”

#fitbo #qsmp #my writing #fanfiction #q!tubbo #q!fit #q!bagi

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morgana-artt · 11 months ago

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P x Alchemist!GN!Reader

Note: Did this at 5am so idk if it makes any sense, just wanted to write something angsty.

Note 2: the reader is like Laxasia but is similar to Sophia in terms of wielding ergo. Think of this as like, a bad end for P.

Spoilers warning just in case

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How...how did this happen? He swore he could've won, I mean...you were human, right? His piercing blue eyes stared back into your (e/c) ones as you slowly made your way to him, no...you weren't human. At least not fully. You radiated the same energy that Laxasia gave off and he was half right, while she was the first whole being, you were a half being meaning that you were almost complete in your trial of becoming the second whole being.

You had joined the alchemist long before as your family were also alchemists, you questioned their ways but yet stuck with them as they were your only solution to becoming whole again. Many of your family members and coworkers had died trying to become a whole being and you were going to stop at nothing to become the second one at least.

You reached the puppet that held his side with his human arm, you looked down at him you had hit him in the most delicate place...his heart. You had just grazed it knowing full well what was at stake. You gazed at the man down at you, you wondered if he knew how much he resembled an old friend of yours- an old romance even.

You reached towards his face with your left arm that was just like his, robotic and cold. You held his chin making him look up at you, "this...this can go much more better if you don't struggle..." Your voice spoke out, "just give up, please. I...don't want this to end in tragedy" you finished up, knowing full well how this was going to turn out. The puppet tried to reach up and grab you- on an attempt to push you away but using your metallic arm which pulsated with ergo, it caused the puppet to become weak. Just what were you, he wondered. Despite being stuck between a rock and a hard place, he couldn't help but find you...ethereal. The way the moonlight hit your skin as it did so with your hair too, you were almost angelic in his eyes. Like he knew you from somewhere.

You kneeled down to his level on the ground, cupping his cheeks softly. "Just let everything go...you've done a lot of work but who was it really for? For that Sophia girl? For the people at the hotel? For your father?" You asked, "Pinocchio... Your tale is such a strange one. The boy who was aiming to become real...is that something you truly want?" You asked him, making him furrow his eyebrows. He didn't understand much of what you were saying but you looked so kind while saying it. "Being human...isn't all that great as you may think" you muttered.

He felt his body twitch, was it the ergo through your arm that was making him weak? Your voice? Your looks? He didn't know but all he knew was that he felt tired- exhausted even. He leaned into your touch, was he doing any of this for himself? You were right in a sense that everything he did was for others but he had to right? Because that's what a good boy does, right?

"I can give you something much more peaceful if you'd like, no more fighting, no more having to lie. Would you like that? Would you like to feel peace?" You voice was soft, almost like it was lulling him towards the answer you wanted.

"...yes..." He said softly, as he gripped on your clothing, "peace..." You smiled softly, cradling his head onto your chest. "I can give you peace, my love...you deserve peace after everything you went through, Carlo..."

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You walked towards your room that was within the tower, you had just past Simon, although thanks to his help you managed to achieve something like no other but you were in no mood to deal with his antics at the moment. You just wanted to be with him.

Opening the door and walking in, closing it and locking it behind you, you looked up at the body sitting in the chair. It wasn't moving which you glad it wasn't, after all...he couldn't do much without a heart.

You opened up your coat pocket and pulled out the thing that kept your loved one alive. It beated in your hand, slight ticking was heard. "I was supposed to give you this, old man...but I can't give you want you want. You don't deserve it after how you treated him." you spoke to no one but yourself, you looked at the man sitting soundly in your chair. You smiled softly.

You had somehow managed to survive the process of becoming a whole being, now you were officially the second in the making. You however had one request and that was to keep a hole within your chest for a mechanical heart, something to keep the one in your hand safe. After all, you can't let anyone hurt him again. He didn't deserve it. Instead you thought it was best for him to be with you both outside and inside. You hugged the heart close to you, "Carlo...don't worry, you're safe now, my love..."

You didn't need to do much as the heart simply slipped into place within your own chest, you could feel the ergo within it. It almost felt...sad. You felt warm however, you were finally with your lover that had died long ago. You looked at his puppet, the resemblance was like no other. You walked towards the puppet that was limp in the chair, you hugged his head while stroking the gray long locks with your fingers. You were finally together.

You and your Carlo.

#lies of p #lies of p x reader #lies of p imagines #lies of p x you

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polarsirens · 2 years ago

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one thing that makes me so sad about Gerard is that. If you asked him if Pinocchio or Ylfa or even Rosamund *deserved* their curses, he’d say of course not. he’d be pissed at you for even asking. They weren’t bad kids, they were just kids, and even if they made mistakes they should never have been punished like that. But.. I think Gerard still believes he deserved his curse. and that breaks my heart a lot

aw... ... yeah, come to think of it, that part did kind of get glossed over. to the show's credit it would be very difficult to balance the two sides of 1) gerard's own suffering as a child and that being not his fault and 2) gerard's actual faults within his relationship with elody, which is an effect of 1 but also something he has to take responsibility for ... in the very short timeframe while also trying to save the stories.

(but if you don't mind some wild wild ass theorizing: since gerard in some ways gave his story/book over to elody, and he turned human in the finale after they divorced, i like to think that ending means he's made peace that curse/transformation is not a reward/punishment for being loved or being "good" in the whimsy fairy sense―and elody's the one who's helped him see that.)

#ask #neverafter spoilers

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artificialkids-2k23-official · 2 years ago

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Submission Rules

submission form

Character must be considered a child or teenager by the standards of their canon (so if they're five hundred but created to be, behave as, and are treated by the narrative as a child or teenager, they count; if they're two and were created to mimic an adult, they don't).

Character must have been artificially created in some way, whether a robot, a clone, a puppet brought to life, or what have you. For our purposes, "artificially created" refers to anything created outside of the standards for their world (so a human who was created without the traditional combo of egg-and-sperm, but if that method is normal for an alien species, those aliens don't count).

I want to keep it to one or two characters per canon so if I get a lot of characters from one canon we'll have a royale bracket to determine which two get to ride. Likewise, characters like Pinocchio with multiple adaptations will have a royale bracket to determine which one gets to rep all Pinokes.

No Homestuck submissions. I know just enough about Homestuck that I would believe you about literally any character and I don't feel like sifting through them to decide who gets to ride.

No major figures from currently practiced religions. (This is me getting in before someone tries to submit Jesus of Nazareth.)

I reserve the right to veto if I think the character's backstory is stupid and shouldn't have involved artificial creation. (This is me getting in before someone tries to submit Webby Vanderquack.)

If there are multiple versions of the character's canon, please include whether they are only artificial in certain versions, and if so which one(s). This way I can be sure to grab graphics from the right versions.

Characters I like or that my friends submit may get added even if they don't do the necessary numbers. This is called the Nepotism Clause.

The following characters are already riding based on the nepotism clause:

Boyd Drake (Ducktales 2o17)

Penny Polendina (RWBY)

Astro (Astroboy)

Rusty the Boy Robot (Big Guy and Rusty the Boy Robot)

Pinocchio (version to be decided)

Spike the Dragon (My Little Pony)

Lena Sabrewing (Ducktales 2o17)

Hubert Farnsworth (Futurama)

Laura Kinney/X-23 (X-Men Evolution)

Jenny Wakeman (My Life As A Teenage Robot)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic)

Theta AI (Red vs Blue)

How this will work:

Depending on how many submissions I get, I'll choose the most popular up to a certain number shy of a clean bracket. For the remaining slots, I'll post a series of royale brackets (ten names, winner rides) to determine who among the single-votes gets to ride.

I am also reserving the right to automatically add someone to the bracket because someone made a strong enough case for them, so feel free to gush about how much your artificial blorbo deserves this the most.

While I'm taking submissions, I'll run several warm up brackets for a few special cases, so stay tuned for those.

Also, an important note! This is a nice bracket. There will be no steel chairs here. When this is all over we're taking the kids out for ice cream and the winner gets a trophy but everyone gets ice cream.

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saingirl101 · 2 years ago

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Gerard and Elody thoughts (Spoilers for ep 9)

Wow episode 9 of NeverAfter really got me having feelings about our mister frog man and his sweetheart.

I think a lot of the fandom definitely misjudged gerard at first because of the way he presented himself but thats what is so amazing about this story, due to the very bltant horrible things happening to Ylfa and Pinocchio its easy to draw that line to gerard's story. Especially after we literally jumped from pinnochios story, to ylfa and then to gerards.

What happened to him also wasn't justified. He was 10, barely a pre-teen, who was stuck by himself as a frog for years, without actually companionship, facing the elements, almsot dying, no one believed him when he said he was a prince, his own family didnt even try to look for him.

Even a shitty 10 year old doesn't deserve this. As the group says it made sense that he just wanted balls and fun stuff. he missed out on all that.

While Gerard does look back on this suffering and what he been through with the gang as a way to take ownership of his actions and how he behaved I also think the tragedy of his romance with elody was after he turned back to human she didn't understand his childhood trauma.

But regardless of this all you can tell where Elody started to fall for him. Gerard cursed (her expression when he said the full f-bomb was one of awe), he was a slimy frog but he kept his word and got elody's golden ball, and he ultimately wants her to be happy. Which makes me so optimistic that perhaps there will be a happy ending for these two.

They deserve to live happily and get to learn and each other and fall back in love again.

#neverafter #neverafter spoilers #neverafter episode 9 #neverafter origins #princess elody #prince gerard of greenleigh #elody x gerard #dimension 20 neverafter #dimension 20

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laughingsour · 2 years ago

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Unpopular take: Turning Red is amazing and so are it’s themes. (Spoiler free).

I want to start out by saying that I do believe that GDT’s Pinocchio deserves the prizes and all the prise it gets. And so does Puss in Boots: the last wish.

However, for all the prise that’s been thrown their way there’s something problematic that needs to be adressed and it’s not about the movies. It’s about some of thier fans.

I am not here to defend Disney, I hate what the House of Mouse has become and even before they certainly had a lot of questionable things about them. Normaly I would be spitefully happy about all the flak they are getting if it wasn’t for the fact that all the hate has been directed towards a movie that does not deserve it.

Turning Red.

Here’s an example of what i mean.

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Now before you haters start, this is not to say that Puss in Boots or Pinocchio are bad movies, in fact I love them too, i just happen to love Turning Red too.

Turning Red is an amazing movie that, in it’s own way, breaks as many conventions as Del Toro’s take on Pinocchio does. But while that movie get it’s well-earned applause, Red gets undeserved hate for a number of reasons that are way beyond the movie’s control.

One is that the movie is linked to Disney, and because it happened to be their project that drew more attention last year, it ended up being the one in which Disney’s dissaponted fans took out their frustration on.

Another is the whole double-standard of people who are okay with a “kid’s” movie having themes of death, war, panic attacks and unintentionally harmfull parents, but are still too conservative to have themes of being an pubert and panicking about not knowing what’s going on.

One thing that pepole seem to miss is that this movie was intentionally made to be cringe at times and uncomfortable for some people because being uncomfortable is a HUGE part of being a teen. But instead of offering thier sympathy to a girl who is lost on both her body and on who she is, like everyone is at that age, they want to call her gross or inmproper and act as if they are over it.

Being a teen is about doing things we may be embarrased about later on cause we don’t know any better and adults who are supposedly wiser are often uwilling to help or even acknowlege that. So we are often forced to play by ear and figure things out by ourselves.

That is what this movie is about, it’s not a heartwarming, frightening tale of a wooden boy or an epic satire of a fearless hero who laughs at Death. It’s a juvenile and weird story about suddenly understanding that growing up is messy.

It’s not fair to compare Turning Red to those because it’s not doing what those movies want to do but the thing it wants to do.

You can tell right away from their artstyles. Pinocchio and Puss in Boots have more stylized designs that are eye catching and fun to watch. And Turning Red has a more simple but still energetic and overtly cartoony style. That allows for the expresive over the top faces and gestures in the movie (which also ties into the themes of puberty feeling all over the place).

Like Guillermo del Toro said when he got the Oscar, animation isn’t a genere it’s a medium. And Turning red doesn’t deserve to be held back by the double-standards people wish to have for said medium; or the hate for the company that helped create those double-standars; or the inmature pepole who still wish they had done things diferently when they were younger.

I always knew this movie wasn’t gonna win the Oscar and that’s fine by me, Domee Shi (the movie’s creator) didn’t do this movie to win a prize, she made it cause she had a story to tell about making room for all the messy and unruly things in our life. If not to let it out, then to admit it’s there and it’s okay to have it.

If you still don’t like this movie or Disney and think Pinocchio and Puss in Boots are better, that’s fair. But stop bringing Turning Red and the people who enjoy it down just because it’s not what you expected or “Oscar worthy”

If you agree with me, reblog or repost this and spread the word. This movie needs someone in it’s corner.

#Turning Red #Oscars #Pinocchio #Guillermo del Toro #Puss in Boots #Disney #Pixar #dreamworks

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nomsfaultau · 4 months ago

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(Not) Daily ask №32

I really don't think that I can keep up the 5 questions every single day thing. Procrastination gets the better of me : (

Isekai edition!

1. What is your favourite universe? Like a favourite show, game, book, etc.

2. What are your 3 favourite characters from that universe?

3 What is your favourite time period of the universe? Ex. Pogtopia arc for dsmp, an episode of a show, a scene from a book.

4. What is your favourite antagonist/villain from that universe?

5. BOOM fault crew gets into your favourite universe, in your favourite time period of the show, with your favourite characters finding them first and then they meet your favourite antagonist. How does that go?

There is completely no obligation to do anything ever, buddy.

1.Really hard to look past the haze of Fault that’s been my brain for years. That said, I’ve been having an INSANELY good time with Taz vs Dracula recently. Essentially it’s a DND campaign where they go through a wacky gothic horror setting that’s very heavy on the comedy, all in the name of defeating Dracula. It incorporates a lot of free domain characters, so like Pinocchio, Mickey Mouse, King Arthur, the invisible man show up (or doesn’t, he’s a flakey POS). All with some crazy twist of course ofcours. Absolute blast.

And no read more line because I’m proselytizing for this podcast now okay ok.

2. Lady Godwin. She’s a posh old lady who got run over by Dracula and the Wolf Man (who is a bad influence on Dracula). She had a Frankenstein life policy but it got shut down due to bad business practice, and her head got stuck on a barbarian lady’s body. On top of that severe body dysphoria, Lady Godwin gets bitten by a were-horse and gets transported to the mental realm of Oats on occasion. She’s prim and huffy and goes into destructive rages. Perfect woman.

Thumbs. Thumbs is a were-orangutan DJ for the Wolf Man’s nightclub, since he’s the only one with thumbs. There’s supposed to be a spell that allows everyone to communicate with one another, but he just speaks in monkey noises. Notably is banned from pushing the big red button on his DJ set up. BUt ooooooh man. Wants to. Deserves to. (this destroyed the were-house were-nightclub)

An. He’s an almost dead god of night with a dedicated cult and the Sword in the Stone jammed through his skull, pinning him in spot because evil cults don’t tend to have a lot of people pure of heart and rightful king of England material? Who knew. He’s so suave and has a major superiority complex and is so so so overtly evil but the DND party is just so chill about debating whether or not to free him. But An has searched all of the land to find the most Pure of Heart….and landed on Brother Phileaux, the monk currently sharing a Pinocchio body with THE Van Helsing. Who is an absolute little freak, mind, so I have absolutely zero idea why he’s trying to (in his own words) 4D chess manipulate Phileaux when he is pure by no one’s standards and also very dumb. It’s very hard to be a gaslight gatekeep girlbosser when dealing with stupid adventurers. Poor guy. He dies due to the redneck Mutt becoming the casual King of England, a reverse knock knock joke and the Toby Slayer*, and a cross that the interim-temporary Turbo Cardinal stole once.

3. Episode 16 is my favorite part. Literally howling the entire time. Acquiring the Toby Slayer*, a legendary sword that obliterates anyone named Toby with. Yes this means they spend the rest of the campaign trying to name people Toby (nicknames, telling an amnesiac their name is Toby, shortening Turbo Cardinal to Toby (works because one of them is the king of England via authoritarian legends). They kill a god using the Toby slayer. This all happened because the DM tried to give last minute flavor text to a loot item. Casually water boarding the severed head of a Dracula clone while discussing if they could raise him to be the ‘good Dracula’. Meeting a crazy fish monster man with a basketball wife named Elizabeth, who is a druid that only turns into sports items. Taking a break from a revenge quest to play the sickest game of volleyball ever using said sports druid. Lady Godwin randomly biting a severed ear. The ENTIRE inventory situation of Phileaux, including teeth from a sea monster, said severed ear, and LITERALLY HIS OWN DEAD BODY SHRUNKEN DOWN INTO A LITTLE VILE. The offhand discussion about if Phileaux should make a flesh homunculous using spare Dracula clone parts. I think this TAZ episode made me laugh the most, though the Steeplechase campaign where they went on the trashiest dating show ever was so choice too. Schlebethany my beloved….

4. DRACULA. Oh my god he’s soooooooo fun. Might be my favorite villain ever. Absolute love to hate character, except he’s so funny and charismatic that it’s hard to hate him even though like terrible evil dude. But he’s also a complete dork, and cringes about his ‘wizard phase’ and opines about how everyone wants to kill him :( so rude. He had a toxic BFF relationship with the Wolf Man but had to cut him out for being a ‘bad influence’ (HE IS DRACULA THIS MAN IS THE WORST). He helps Mutt (protag) pull out his fangs to make earrings. All of his clones insist they’re ‘the good’ Dracula. Dracula had an unrequited romantic relationship with Dr. Frankenstein, and is now in a love triangle with him and another Dracula clone, who wants to kill OG Drac for breaking Frankenstein’s heart. He is a staunch supporter of the fine arts. So far I think he might be trying to mind control an entire town/end the world (?) via evil airpods because he can’t get one song out of his head from when he was a kid. And also so he doesn’t have to drink blood anymore because it’s yucky >.<

Like. Just listen to him:

“Dear diary.

How come everybody wants to kill Dracula?

I mean, the people whose villages I’ve razed to the ground, whose family trees I’ve so thoroughly pruned, them I understand. But how did my vulnerabilities become the topic of casual dinner table conversation? I don’t talk about the weaknesses of mortal men, and Lord knows I could. I may be biased, but it seems these days that haters are coming at me left, right, and center…(enter SICK MUSIC RIFF)

5.Tubbo will get obliterated. No help for it. The SECOND the DND party finds out their name, the Toby Slayer is going to come out. Thems the rules. Or they’d try, but the Fault crew would step in and then the DND party would be really chill and laid-back, brushing off the murder attempt while everyone else is freaking out. Tubbo would probably try to convince Phileaux to work more with Van Helsing on the semi system thing. Overall freaked out about how casual murder is here. Second, Wilbur is having a bad time due to the permanent eternal night upon the land. Oh well. Flashlights may or may not exist, since we have both horse-drawn carriages and Honda elontras show up? Good luck lmao. Phileaux could probably cast light on a pointed Pinocchio hat for him. But would be wayyy too interested in getting samples from the void. Tommy thinks it’s spooky as hell. Maybe Elizabeth could teach him the cantrip Shape Water, which would solve 99% of his problem if he can artificially control Red. Wait. And he can touch Brother Phileaux! That’s big for him, until Phileaux says something offputting and oh muffin that wasn’t a joke- The Blade is really vibing with Mutt, since, ranger. They’re also very blunt and straight forward characters. And he’d love Lady Agatha (dog). Probably Lady Godwin too for their similar rage modes, but the comments about curvaceousness would make him awkward. I really really really want Philza to party with the Wolf Man. But the auto killing any non were-person would be a damper on the relationship. And Philza isn’t at random haha murder philosophy atm, so would probably not hang even if he can pass. Ah wait forgot he’s super duper beheaded by this point of the series, moot point. He can definitely gel with Lady Godwin and Elizabeth about getting lost in the sauce re: body, be it the plane of horses, basketballs, or dragons.

Now I could go on and on about how the existence of monsters casually in society both as threats and friends would drastically be eye opening for the Fault guys, etc etc, however they’re in the middle of a swamp at the moment.

As for plot: The Blood God would be extremely hyped about the cult of the Buried Blood! …until he finds out it isn’t about him. Booo what kind of god gets half murdered? Loser. I figure the Fault crew would pick up An’s rank vibes way more than the DND party bothered to act on, the manipulation is pretty blatant. Tubbo is absolutely fuming about not being pure of heart, and that the random redneck did it through the power of rats. Tommy is desperate to become the king of England, and is infuriated because none of the DND guys know what England even is.

Probably a lot less impressive to kill a god when you have like 3 on your team, but-

Everyone is down on the killing Dracula thing. Even Tubbo I think, given how evil he is. Would prefer a different method! But it’s looking like world ending stakes so maybe it’s okay. As for actually meeting the real OG Dracula? The campaign hasn’t gotten there, so I can’t even guess. But the fact both universes have potentially world ending songs is really funny. Based on vibes, Philza, Tommy, and The Blade think Dracula is absolutely great and kinda forget they’re there to kill him. Philza definitely sympathetic on the curse of immortality thing. Dracula doesn’t pass Wilbur’s vibe check at all, thinks he’s sleezy, and Tubbo can see way too much of the mind control stuff happening to brush it off. Like if they can manage to hate friendly Philza the charisma isn’t going to mean much.

Probably ends up trying to suck Tommy’s blood, getting Red’d, and having the most balls to the walls insane fight scene ever. Man I can’t wait for the finale.

#taz vs dracula #fully if any of this sounds fun listen to the taz vs moby dick one shot liveshow #encapsulates the fun insanity wild characters and absurd fight scenes #plus mickey mouse helps them fight a giant psychic whale that is definitely not a metaphor for anything #taz #the adventure zone #fault au #sbi scp au #ask #wlwdwtys ask #something to nom on #toby slayer haunts me night and day. I think they're going to get Dracula named toby somehow Im waiting #bet y'all expected something horrifically angsty but nah

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writingforfun0714 · 2 years ago

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Y’all….that new Peter Pan and Wendy movie…looks bad.

Before everyone comes at me for being racist, lemme explain.

I have ABSOLUTELY ZERO problem with a POC Peter Pan. I have NO PROBLEM with a black Tinkerbell. I don’t mind a scraggly/hobo Captain Hook and I liked Ever Anderson from her role as Young Natasha Romanoff in Black Widow so not that my expectations for her are high, but I know that her acting can be pretty good for a kid. And as a POC myself, I’m all for representation.

But the track record for successful Disney remakes (of their animated movies) isn’t high. The remakes are kind of like this generation’s animated sequels from the 2000s. Some people really like the live-action remakes (just like there are some that love the animated sequels), but lots of people seem to hate/dislike them. I’m weird I guess..I like lots of the animated sequels but don’t like most of the remakes.

That’s one of my problems with this movie (at least from what has been shown so far). There isn’t anything new (besides designs/looks of the characters) introduced.

Personally, I really only enjoyed the Cinderella, Pete’s Dragon, and Jungle Book remakes (Maleficent/Cruella/Aladdin I thought was ok. Could’ve been better imo but definitely not as bad as some others). Cinderella, Pete’s Dragon and The Jungle Book remakes are the only ones I’ll actually rewatch.

I’ve seen most of the remakes (except for Pinocchio w/ Tom Hanks) and don’t like Lion King, Mulan, Dumbo, Lady and the Tramp, and Beauty and the Beast. I’d heard the Pinocchio remake was terrible so I just didn’t even bother.

I’m skeptical about The Little Mermaid remake (again, not because of a POC Ariel) but Melissa McCarthy has always been a fav of mine so I think I’ll see it (unlike Pinnochio. Guillermo Del Toro’s version on Netflix is so great and definitely superior).

But another problem I have with this new Peter Pan and Wendy movie is the color. Everything looked muted and not bright (even on Neverland). The Little Mermaid has this problem too. The lighting makes it look dark (yeah it’s deep in the ocean but even Finding Nemo did a better job w/ lighting). That’s the same thing with this Peter Pan remake. Everything looked a little saturated too, if that makes sense.

Now I wanna get to one of my main problems with this movie. The Lost Boys. I have NO PROBLEM with people identifying the way they want. Whatever makes you comfortable. But my problem was more with the delivery of the lines. Wendy looked over and said “wait, but you’re not all boys.” And one of the girls snaps back with a ‘so?!’

While I can’t exactly explain why I dislike that particular exchange, I just thought it didn’t sit well with me. I’m wondering because of the addition of girls that the way to become a ‘lost boy’ will change. In the book, Lost Boys were male babies that would fall out of their prams. I believe they said that only happened to boys because they weren’t as smart as girls or something (it’s been 20yrs so please correct me if I’m wrong).

I just don’t think we’ve seen enough at this point for it to be good. I’m really hoping that once other trailers are released, my opinion will change. I really think we just haven’t seen enough.

Also does the actress that plays Tiger Lily look a little too old? Idk I just thought she was supposed to be like a teen girl. The actress looks to be late 20s-early 30s maybe.

I’d also like to point out to those saying they hate the movie because there are girls that are Lost Boys. My problem was the delivery/acting of the lines, not that there are girls with the Lost Boys. Saying only boys are stupid enough to fall out of their prams is just untrue because that’s something that can happen to any baby. Plus those that say that Wendy being female is special because she’s a mother figure to the boys? Like do girls not deserve a mother figure too?? Disney has historically avoided mother/daughter relationships so this would be a great opportunity to switch it up.

And people have a problem with a black tinker bell like she isn’t some sort of made up magical creature. Like c’mon. Plus people saying Hook doesn’t look ‘hot’ anymore. Guys I don’t think he was ever supposed to be good looking. I’ve never seen any of the live action peter pans, but I know Jason Isaacs plays Cap Hook in one movie and yes, he’s good looking, but if I remember correctly, in the books, Hook used to be in the navy or something and eventually went crazy and started tracking down/hunting the kids. He’s supposed to look…like a hobo.

So yeah, in short, my problems are with the acting so far and the lighting/saturation. The effects look decent but again, I think I really need to see more footage and I hope my opinion will change cuz I really enjoyed the animated Peter Pan as a kid.

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