#pretentious triplets

[tokuvivor]

Due to circumstances beyond the control of any others, @violetganache42 and I are splitting duty on this week’s highlights post (Competition Night edition). She did it for the shorts and episodes, I’m doing it for An Extremely Goofy Movie.

So without further ado, here we go.

“Polar Trappers”:

We bring ‘em back alive

@puffyducks: bro where is pabo

Donald hunting a penguin, which is now illegal to do so

Not the kid!

The baby penguin’s tear becoming a massive snowball

“Need 4 Speed”:

QUACK PACK (Again!)

Disney Ducks meet The Fast and the Furious

@spamtoon: huey you guys aren't in phineas and ferb

Daisy appearance!

The idea of Comet Guy Night

@ducklooney and puffy going off about humans being in the Duckverse

Us calling Donald and the authorities to kill Rocky the Rocket Throttle

From Negaduck ass car to Ratcatcher

@writebackatya: "This is like the Family Guy of the Duckverse"

Ludwig appearance!

puffy: "where's dick dastardly"

Puffy, Missy, and I using 90s slang

Daisy seeing the triplets in the race:

RIP ethnically stereotyped racers

WriteBackAtYa: "DuckTales 2017 needed a car race episode"

Violet: "Would Huey and Launchpad be commentators?"

WriteBackAtYa: "Yes Always"

Violet: "SOLD!"

Ludwig's toy kangaroo winning the race

@tealottie: erection joke

“The Missing Links of Moorshire!”:

Webby giving Scrooge semi-permanent hearing loss

Launchpad: "This lake will be used for the swimming portion of the competition."

Huey: T_T

Violet: "Cue theme song!"

Missy betraying Della with Daisy

Tony the Tiger?!

The entire coin toss scene 🤣

Us praising Glomgold

Missy commenting how Scrooge and Glomgold can't tuck their tails for golfing

The audio glitching like CRAZY

Fluttershy and Bubbles the Kelpies

Webby: "Talking animals wearing clothes?! :D"

@fantasticenthusiasttale: "Webby…"

Violet, internally:

"Bologna. Trampoline."

THE MUSIC USED FOR THE MONTAGE!

Louie yoinking money out of Glomgold's sweater pocket

Emo Dewey

"You people are no fun."

Webby: "Not everything has to be a life lesson."

Violet:

Violet pretending to be turned to stone by the Medusa Mist (as I like to call it)

Launchpad ending the episode with a life lesson… before trying to devour golf balls

“Dog Show”:

puffy: "you know who else is an orphan"

Dreamy: "Everyone in this shit is an orphan"

The dog show people being dogs

Goofy literally begging

Pixar ball

Mickey unleashing his inner dog

An Extremely Goofy Movie

Calling out all the characters from the previous movie as they show up

The fact that Pete is celebrating his own son leaving💀

How is Goofy single?

Goofy having major rizz (this point comes up quite a bit during the movie, and for good reason)

Max’s character development from A Goofy Movie being undone

Sad Goofy☹️

HDL mention!

Bradley Uppercrust III

@kaitosduckmania: “god this shit is so pretentious LMAO”

Will: “I want this review on the back of the DVD”

Max/Roxanne vs. Max/Bradley on Tumblr

Beret Girl!

Puffy: “you know who ELSE is called tank”

Violet: “MY MOM”

Puffy: “they’re snapping at us…MENACINGLY”

Bradley having the same VA as Johnny Bravo (also, The Man with the Yellow Hat)

Max’s horrified face when he sees that he and his dad are in the same class

Bobby wearing pink panties/briefs

Hidden Mickey

Goofy’s mispronunciation of the word “trigonometry”

Puffy: “the WHAT decimal system”

Sylvia being adorable

Goofy does a Donald-esque voice

Kai: “WHAT THE FUCK GOOFY YOU CAN MAKE THAT VOICE?”

Will: “Max’s whole character is that he doesn’t want to be like Goofy but like he is so much like his father that he doesn’t even know it”

More cheese pull (pizza in the last movie, nachos in this one)

BONGO MUSIC

PJ has rizz, too

Goofy and Sylvia dancing to Shake Your Groove Thing

Papa Dog

Us dumping on the inherent cult-like nature of fraternities, sororities, and the National Honor Society

The German judge low-balling everyone

Dreamy: “Is this the olympics all again”

Puffy: “this is MY olympics”

Max shooting down Goofy in the worst way possible

Goofy’s weed/acid trip dream (plus the Goofy holler!)

More Goofy sadness

Meta humor about almost everyone wearing gloves

Missy betraying Daisy with Sylvia

CHEATING!!!!!

PJ flying off

Dreamy: “He went to visit Della”

“Mud! My only weakness!”

Will mentioning that the scene with the X crashing down was removed from the broadcast version of the movie after 9/11 (which we completely understand, because holy shit)

Also, sort of a Hindenburg reference

Goofy graduating! (And then telling Max he was getting a job at the school)

Sylvia having the same VA as Emma Glamour

Spam floating the idea of Max vs. Gosalyn for the X Games

Disco end credits!

Also, that was a goofy movie. Extremely, even.

[izzylovesmatt]

Between the Lines

matt sturniolo

⚠️warnings⚠️ use of y/n, not really fluff but not smut,no established pronouns

Y/N had been friends with the Sturniolo triplets for as long as they could remember. From childhood games in their shared neighborhood to the current days of navigating young adulthood, their bond had only grown stronger. Matt, Nick, and Chris were like brothers to Y/N—or at least, that’s what Y/N tried to convince themselves. The truth was, there was always something different about how they felt when it came to Matt.

Tonight, the triplets had invited Y/N over for a movie marathon. It was something they did regularly, using it as an excuse to hang out and catch up. As Y/N walked up the driveway to the Sturniolo house, they felt a familiar flutter of excitement in their chest. It wasn’t just the anticipation of hanging out with their best friends; it was the prospect of seeing Matt.

“Y/N!” Chris called out as he opened the door. “About time you got here! Nick’s already raided the popcorn stash, and Matt’s picking some boring indie film again.”

Y/N laughed as they stepped inside, greeted by the familiar chaos of the Sturniolo household. Nick was sprawled on the couch, already munching on a bowl of popcorn, while Matt was browsing through the movie selection on the TV.

“Hey,” Matt greeted with a smile that made Y/N’s heart skip a beat. “You made it.”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Y/N replied, trying to keep their tone casual. They plopped down on the couch next to Nick, stealing a handful of popcorn. “So, what are we watching?”

“Matt’s got some artsy film in mind, but I vote for action,” Nick said, tossing a piece of popcorn in the air and catching it in his mouth.

“I don’t mind a good indie film,” Y/N said, glancing at Matt. “As long as it’s not too pretentious.”

Matt smirked. “I promise, it’s not. Just… thought-provoking.”

They settled in, the lights dimmed, and the movie started. Y/N found it hard to focus on the screen, though. Matt was sitting beside them, his arm casually draped over the back of the couch, just close enough that Y/N could feel his warmth. It was distracting, in the best way.

Halfway through the movie, Nick and Chris had dozed off, leaving Y/N and Matt as the only ones still awake. The soft glow of the TV cast shadows on Matt’s face, highlighting his sharp features. Y/N glanced at him, trying to gauge if he was as distracted as they were.

“Are you even watching the movie?” Matt asked quietly, his voice low so as not to wake his brothers.

Y/N shrugged, feeling a blush creep up their cheeks. “It’s… interesting. But I guess my mind’s elsewhere.”

Matt turned slightly, his eyes meeting Y/N’s. There was a tension in the air, a kind that Y/N had been feeling more and more lately whenever they were around him. It was as if there was something unspoken between them, waiting to be acknowledged.

“Y/N, can I ask you something?” Matt’s voice was hesitant, almost unsure.

“Of course,” Y/N replied, their heart beating faster.

Matt hesitated, then took a deep breath. “Do you ever feel like… things are changing? Between us?”

Y/N’s breath caught in their throat. They had been thinking the same thing for weeks now, ever since they had caught Matt looking at them differently, lingering glances that spoke of something more than friendship.

“Yeah,” Y/N admitted softly. “I have.”

Matt’s eyes searched Y/N’s, as if looking for an answer to a question he hadn’t yet asked. “I don’t want to ruin what we have, but… I can’t stop thinking about you. About us.”

Y/N’s heart felt like it was about to burst. They had been so afraid to admit their feelings, worried it would change everything. But hearing Matt say those words, knowing he felt the same way—it was like a weight had been lifted.

“I feel the same way, Matt,” Y/N confessed. “You’re my best friend, but… I think I want more than that.”

Matt’s eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that.”

He leaned in closer, and Y/N’s heart raced. It was a moment they had both been waiting for, a moment that had been building up over years of friendship. When Matt’s lips met Y/N’s, it was like everything clicked into place. It was soft and hesitant at first, as if they were both testing the waters. But then, as the kiss deepened, it was filled with all the unspoken feelings they had been harboring.

When they finally pulled away, breathless and smiling, Y/N rested their forehead against Matt’s.

“So,” Y/N said, trying to catch their breath, “does this mean we’re… something more now?”

Matt chuckled softly. “I think it does. But let’s take it slow. We’ve got all the time in the world.”

Y/N nodded, feeling a sense of peace they hadn’t felt in a long time. Being with Matt felt right, like it was meant to be. As they settled back against the couch, Matt’s arm wrapped around Y/N’s shoulders, they knew that whatever happened next, they would face it together.

another short one, i don't know how i feel about this one and im probably not gonna make one without pronouns again because it confuses me, and i know i used a girl for the pictures but that's only because i didn't know what to put 🫠

[the-patchwork-girl-of-oz]

Short explanation of my chopper siblings au:

In the original novel, the tin woodman is the only one of Dorothy’s companions who was once as live man of flesh and bone. His name was Nick Chopper.

However, there are several other adaptations with their own human versions of the tin man, the most famous ones I can think of off the top of my head (that I’ve seen/read) are Nick, Hickory from the 1939 movie, and Boq from wicked. In my au, they’re all siblings.

Also, since wicked is a book, a musical, and being turned into a movie, and book and musical Boq so far have different personalities entirely, I made them all triplets. I originally intended for book and musical Boq to be twins, but then we started getting more movie news so I thought I’d add him in, tough I unfortunately won’t be able to work with him very much yet until we get to see his personality. I think for now I’ll just assume he’s the shy one.

@just-some-guy-at-shiz has also contributed some of their amazing ideas, for example she came up with Nicknames for book and musical Boq, Bee for musical Boq and Query for book Boq, which makes sense because B is the first letter in Boq and Q is the last one, so naturally we’d have to give movie Boq an O nickname, I think Ozzy is an obvious choice but could sound too pretentious. It’s a work in progress, but we’ll go with whatever sticks. They would all still answer to Boq, but this helps. They also came up with the idea to add book Boq in the first place (my initial idea was just Nick being Boq’s big brother, no other siblings), they also thought of Hickory being taller than the other siblings because of Gilikan grandparents, which also explain why book Boq was blonde. I think the unusually tall munchkin trope is a bit overdone, but this one makes sense since Jack Haley was about 5’10. I could do this with Ozzy too, but I probably won’t lol (Plus I never thought the trope really fit Boq).

My idea for the triplets is that it’s a common practice in munchkinland to give triplets matching names.

Nick mainly represents book Nick, but he really represents all versions who go by Nick because there are a lot.

Nick is the oldest, Hickory is the middle child, and the triplets are the youngest (in order of oldest to youngest: Query, Bee, Ozzy). They go by the last name Chopper because Nick Chopper is the only one with a canon surname.

[acacia-may]

To See The Invisible [ASOUE Dewey x Kit Meet-Cute Fic]

Description: Dewey Denouement has resigned himself to living the life of an invisible man, until one day he meets someone who actually sees him...

Relationships: Dewey Denouement and Kit Snicket

Characters: Dewey Denouement (POV Character) and Kit Snicket. (Frank & Ernest are mentioned)

Genre: Meet-Cute, Slice of Life, Developing Relationships, Tea, Pre-Series.

Word Count: 3075

Rating: G. No Content Warnings.

Link to original post on AO3. Thank you for reading!

A/N: I wrote this literal years ago and completely forgot about it until I found the file on my computer recently. I cleaned it up a little bit and decided to post it since I love this pairing. Cheers!!💕

"Excuse me? Excuse me?" called a crisp clear voice. Dewey stopped winding the clock abruptly and tried to hang from his rope without making any sudden movements as not to be noticed. He sighed almost laughing at himself for his foolishness. He was not being spoken to—no one ever spoke to him. He was invisible.

"Excuse me," called the voice again, a woman's voice reverberating off the walls in the dome of the Hotel Denouement’s lobby. Dewey sighed. She must be calling to him mistaking him for one of his brothers.

"Yes, ma’am?" he called down to her—his quiet voice echoing through the dome so he sounded much louder than he actually was. He supposed that was for the best seeing as he was more soft-spoken than Frank and Ernest.

"I don't mean to bother you, but I was wondering if you could help me...?"

"Certainly,” answered Dewey with a slight smile. As he began his climb down the rope which he unraveled as he went, he thought long and hard about which brother she probably thought he was. He hoped it was Frank. He was much easier for Dewey to imitate.

"What were you doing up there?" she asked as Dewey reached the bottom of the rope, and he finally caught a glance of the woman whom had spoken to him. It was merely long enough to see that she was very beautiful, enough to make him blush and stare at her feet, her little black shoes that probably made clip-clopping sounds as she walked shrouded by a long black coat which billowed to the floor.

"Tending the clocks," he answered honestly though he stared very intently at the rope he was tying up as he spoke, both out of shyness and worry that were she to look squarely into his face she would see he was neither Frank nor Ernest as she had thought. This was an irrational fear of course as he and his brothers were absolutely identical. So much so that even their own parents as much as he could remember them had had difficulty telling the triplets apart.

"You do that?" she asked, and Dewey’s brow furrowed. Was she surprised because Frank seemed too busy tending to guests to tend to a clock or because Ernest seemed too pretentious to care about something as mundane as one? Or was it simply because she didn't know if Hotel Managers in general tended to the clocks in their hotels themselves?

Not entirely sure which question she was really asking Dewey simply answered, "Yes"  still rolling his rope.

"Is it difficult?"

Dewey shrugged his shoulders. "Not really. I’m used to it." And he certainly was. He had been caring for the clock at Hotel Denouement since it had been built.

There was a slight pause, and Dewey wondered what the woman must be thinking though he did not turn to look her. It was almost as if he couldn’t. Then he remembered that she had requested assistance and was probably wondering why he wasn't offering her any.

"What can I do for you?" he asked at last with kind concern in Frank's cadence as he put his rope into his suit pocket. He decided to be Frank until she explicitly implied she thought he was Ernest.

"Oh... well I was wondering if you could tell me where in this hotel would one find a cup of tea at this hour?"

"Well…” Dewey hummed thoughtfully. “The tea room in room 395 is closed, but there is a big supply closet full of tea in room 959. You're welcome to use it and the kitchen in room 641 which is always open to guests."

"I'll never learn all those numbers, no matter how many times I stay here..." she replied with a rather disgruntled sigh. "And I consider myself very well read and comfortable finding my way around libraries."

A smile tugged at Dewey’s mouth. It was rare he had met a guest who fully understood the hotel was organized like a giant library.

"Don't worry," he reassured kindly staring at the front desk over the woman's shoulder still much too shy to look at her. He wanted to ask her if she came to the Hotel Denouement often, but he simply said, "That is what we are here for."

The woman chuckled. "Surely you have to rest sometime...do you ever sleep?" Dewey nodded blushing slightly, and his companion let out a brief, breathy chortle. "I suppose most guests don't need help at 2 in the morning."

Now Dewey chuckled himself, neglecting to mention that he was usually always up at that hour to tend the clock when it was the least likely he would be seen.

"It's alright. I like being helpful..." Dewey mentally kicked himself. Not only was that an incredibly pathetic thing to say, but it didn't sound like either of his brothers. Maybe it could pass as Frank, Dewey thought, if you squinted and stood on your head... He let out a long heavy sigh. Hopefully, she wasn't paying too much attention.

After a long, heavy pause, Dewey's hands began to tremble nervously. Maybe she was onto him…

Dewey twisted his long spindly fingers together as he tried to fill the silence and defer attention away from himself the only way he knew how. "I can tell you how all those things are categorized though if you'd like...in case you ever need tea in the middle of the night again and can't find someone to direct you...um..." he stammered in a quiet voice shuffling his feet. "As I'm sure you know, the tea room is in 395 for Etiquette..."

Dewey felt a lump in his throat as began to sweat. He could feel the young lady move closer towards him. "And um..." he murmured nervously pulling on his collar still trying not to look at her for fear the sight would render him catatonic. "959 is Southeast Asia... and um..." His voice cracked, and his cheeks burned—far too aware of how incredibly close she was to him now. He swallowed hard. "And 641 is for...for... food and drink." He finished as quickly as he could—praying that his face was not nearly as red as he feared.

The silence which followed was so long that if he could not still see the shiny tips of her shoes he would have sworn the woman had left. He could not help his curiosity any longer and at last he looked up into the woman's face. She really was beautiful, with soft, gentle features and long blonde hair pulled up with what appeared to be two pencils. He evaded her warm eyes though he could see the metal rims of her glasses.

Her brow furrowed, and the expression on her face looked troubled and confused as she asked, "Who are you?"

Dewey inhaled sharply—unprepared for such a question. He had never been asked it before. Most guests just assumed he was either Frank or Ernest, and if they weren’t sure,  they would ask which of the two he was—his answer to which was more often than not Frank. However, somehow he knew that this was not what she was asking.

"I am a manager of this hotel," he answered carefully, thoughtfully. It was the safest response that came to mind at the moment, and he could only hope it would be adequate enough. He paused—listening to the clip clop of her shoes as she came even closer towards him and stared questioningly at the letters printed above the pocket on his uniform that read "Manager." Despite his best attempts to evade her gaze, he met her eyes on accident. They were warm, inquisitive, and seemed to see right through him in a way that made Dewey shiver. He turned away abruptly with flaming cheeks.

"I didn't know Hotel Denouement had three managers," she said dryly. Dewey inhaled sharply trying not to gasp, but he cleared his throat—tried his best to calm himself.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean..."

She tilted her head at him. "Well you're not Frank or Ernest..."

"What? What makes you say that?" He mentally kicked himself for the hitch in his voice as he tried his best to remain aloof and nonchalant , but the woman merely laughed. "I'll have you know that I'm..."

"You're what?" she asked, the slightest smile twitching in the corners of her mouth. "Do you want me to pretend you're Frank or Ernest?"

"But I am..." he faltered far more helplessly than he cared to admit.

The woman’s brow furrowed, and she was about to say something more. Dewey inhaled sharply, steeled himself for further questioning when her expression softened. "I'm sorry. I must have been mistaken," she said though the look in her eyes was pointed, knowing. "I apologize. I have enjoyed my stay at your hotel. It is a very nice and safe place if I do say so myself, and it's so peaceful as if..."—she paused—"the world is quiet here."

Dewey could almost feel the intensity of her gaze on him as if trying to decipher his response as she added, "But I didn't realize this was a sad occasion..."

"The world is quiet here," Dewey answered meeting the young woman's eyes as she shifted a bit on her feet—the bottom of her coat twirling until Dewey caught sight of an eye tattoo on her left ankle identical to the one on his own. A smile twitched in the corners of his mouth, and he offered her an understanding nod.

"So Frank or Ernest," she asked, with a somewhat wry smile. "If you weren't Ernest or Frank who would you be?"

Dewey pursed his lips together, thoughtfully considering her question before he whispered, "Their brother.”

The woman seemed to let out an almost inaudible gasp, but she covered it up well with a light chuckle. "That would really be something—having three identical brothers in one family. How would anyone ever tell you apart?"

"No one could. Well...until..." Dewey paused and blushed, but she seemed to gather his meaning as a smile twitched in the corners of her mouth.

"Some people just have a sense for those kind of things,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders. “And if I did, my name would be Kit. Kit Snicket." Dewey smiled. Kit Snicket. What a lovely name he thought to himself, blushing as he did. "And what would your name be, if it wasn't Frank or Ernest?"

"Dewey," he almost whispered—his pale face the lightest shade of rose.

"Like the Dewey Decimal System? How appropriate..." she bantered dryly, but her face softened. "I like it..." As she met his eyes, Dewey blushed, but Kit just smiled. "I imagine you'd have to be pretty fond of libraries with a name like that."

"There'd be nothing better in the entire world," he sighed wistfully.

"I did part of my apprenticeship in a library. It was very nice while it lasted.” She sighed. “Sadly, as you can see I was not there nearly long enough to memorize the entire Dewey Decimal System."

"That's alright.”  

"Easy for you to say,” she teased. “You're practically a librarian."

As a blush filled his cheeks, Dewey chuckled sheepishly. "Thank you. I always wanted to be a librarian."

Kit quirked an eyebrow at him questioningly. "So is that your job then? Cataloging the hotel and working behind the scenes?"

Dewey shrugged. "I don't mind working behind the scenes. There are others..."—Dewey paused, thinking of his brothers' in whose shadows he had lived his who life. "who are much better at helping than I am." His gaze fluttered to the ground, and he swallowed hard—fidgeting under her gaze, hoping he wasn’t so transparent.

"I do like to help people too...," he hurriedly added. "just in different ways..." He didn't add ‘because I’m painfully shy and people have always made me nervous,’ even if that was the truth. He sighed. He knew his work was important too, even if it was a secret, but he could only imagine how foolish he must sound. After all, helping guests was his brothers' job. How could he help anyone if no one even knew him?  

"Well, the world needs all kinds of people to volunteer to help," Kit reassured him. "And I think you're the perfect person to help me find a nice cup of tea..."

"You...you want me to come with you?" he stammered incredulously.

"Only if you wouldn't mind—since you know where it is," chuckled Kit, and Dewey flushed—mentally kicking himself. Why had he taken it so personally? Of course she wanted him to come with her. She had asked for directions and needed a hotel manager to show her the way to go. "I'm sorry," she said. "I suppose you don't have many guests asking for tea at 2 in the morning."

"That's alright," reassured Dewey. “I…We’re always happy to help.”

Kit smiled. "Do you like tea?"

"Yes. Do you?" He shut his eyes tightly—resisting the urge to smack his palm to his forehead at the ridiculousness of that question. Why was this so difficult?

Kit, however, just laughed. “Yes, I like tea." Her face lit up with a bright smile when she siad it, and Dewey’s eyes widened—his face feeling suddenly warm at the thought: she was so beautiful when she smiled. "But I only like it as long as there isn’t anything in it,” Kit continued. “Tea should be as bitter as wormwood and as sharp as a two-edged sword."

Dewey’s brow furrowed. He, unfortunately, didn’t know much about tea, and often took honey in his, still he replied, "I'm not sure what kind of tea we have in room 959, but I will try my best."

He paused—reaching to press the button on wall by the elevator under the number 118. "Room 959 is directly across from the elevator on the 9th floor. I can stop at the 6th floor on the way up to show you where room 641 is. If that's alright?"

Kit tilted her head. "Or you could just join me for tea, if you wanted…?”

Dewey could have choked. He tried to answer her, but his mouth was painfully dry—any words he could have said getting caught and garbled in the back of his throat.

"Since you're walking all the way there anyway," Kit added with a shrug.  “I know you are busy, but it would be nice to have your company for tea."

"My…my company?" he stumbled as his cheeks burned.

"Yes. Maybe you could teach me the Dewey Decimal System."

Dewey stared at the ground and bit down hard on his lip. Was she making fun of him?

"Uh…Um..." he choked not quite knowing what to say. He had never had tea with anybody before. In fact, he rarely talked to anybody. Most people did not even know he existed, after all. He was always just “Frank” or “Ernest.” At this thought his face fell, and he swallowed hard. "I don't think I can...er...should..." he sighed. "I think you have me confused with someone else."

Kit's brow furrowed. "Oh? And who are you then?"

The word escaped before he could even think to stop it. "Invisible."

A thick silence quickly enveloped the room. Dewey stared at the intently ground, listening to Kit shuffling; however, he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.

When he finally looked up at her, he met her warm eyes, and she recited very seriously, "I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me." Dewey knew she was quoting the words of their associate, but they seemed to cut right through him. Time seemed to stop as she stared at him, and his breath got caught in his throat as she leaned forward and whispered almost directly into his ear—her warm breath brushing up against his neck, "I see you..."

Ding! The sound of the arriving elevator rang through the lobby. Dewey blushed furiously as Kit pulled away from him stepping through the open doors—her shoes clip-clopping and her long coat swaying revealing the tattoo on her ankle as she walked.

"I suppose I can find my own way if you need to get back to work," she said as she pressed the button for the 9th floor.

Dewey was too stunned to say or do anything. His mind swirled with thoughts and questions. The only thing he knew for sure was for the first time in his life he was not invisible to someone, and he knew then that no matter what happened next, he couldn’t just stand there and watch her walk away. His feet seemed to move on his own as he practically dove towards the closing elevator. Strangely enough, a hand reached out just at that moment to stop the closing door. Kit nearly ran directly into him as she began to step back into the lobby. Dewey swallowed hard—his heart pounding from how close she was to him, and even Kit flushed—glancing at the ground and sheepishly pushing a strand of her hair out of her face.

 "Oh...um...sorry..." she tripped over an apology, but Dewey could only nod—too far too mortified to form any words. "What does 118 stand for? Elevators?" She paused, fidgeting with a slight chuckle. "It was going to bother me. I had to know."

A smile tugged at Dewey’s mouth as he chuckled lightly, holding the elevator door for her and following her inside. "Force and Motion,” he explained as he took a place by her side.

The elevator doors finally slid closed, and a wide, bright smile spread across Dewey’s face as he turned to face his companion, practically beaming at her. Kit stared up at him with warm, inquisitive eyes, but she tilted her head at him curiously. Dewey fidgeted. “What? Does that…not make sense?”

“No, uh…” Kit began to reply. “It’s just...I was thinking…” She paused—biting her bottom lip as if thoughtfully considering what to say, but a smile seemed to tug at her mouth in spite of herself. Something gentle, kind and—dare he even hope—somewhat affectionate passed over her face as she said, "You don't smile like your brothers, Dewey."

[tribadismes]

Movie ask 🍿 🤓🤍

1, 7, 13, 15

hi love, thank you for asking !

1) What’s the most depressing movie you’ve ever watched ?

For some reason the only movies coming to mind are stuffs i've watched as a child (probably because as an adult i avoid movies that i know are gonna be truly unbearably depressing, i'm weak like that). So these might not be the most depressing movies from an adult's point of view but they absolutely broke me as a kid : Devdas by Sanjay Leela Bhansali, The Triplets of Belleville by Sylvain Chomet, and the first episode of the Sans Famille mini-series by Jacques Ertaud.

7) A film you wish had a sequel ?

God honestly i don't know... i'm not the biggest fan of sequels most of the time (they tend to not be as good as the first one, yadi yada), or maybe i just don't watch a lot of movies with sequel potential idk. The last movie i remember watching where i thought "this needs to be serialized" was Knives Out, and then they did serialize it ! (& i can't wait for the third one !) Maybe the recent D&D movie ? But then again it's already technically a series so yeah :')

13) Your favorite comedy film ?

the "comedy" label always kinda bugs me because it's always unclear if it's supposed to mean "really genuinely funny haha" or just "lighthearted". I have plenty of lighthearted favs so i'm not gonna go that route. A "funny haha" comedy that i remember absolutely loving as a teen was Kubrick's Dr. Strangelove : How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Bomb. I plan on rewatching it soon to see if i'd still consider it my/a favorite but i think i will because humour about my deepest fears is like, my favorite thing.

15) A film everyone loves but you hate ?

Well first of all you know i love that question because i'm a hater. I'm famous for my great dislike of The Handmaiden by Park Chan-wook, but some other popular movies i love to hate on include The Grand Budapest Hotel by Wes Anderson, Beetlejuice by Tim Burton, The Lobster by Yorgos Lanthimos, and the aforementioned Triplets of Belleville. None of these movies are like objectively terrible (as in i won't distrust anyone's judgment over liking them as opposed to if someone told me, say, Suicide Squad was their favorite movie yk), but i find them either incredibly pretentious while being in fact completely empty or i just really really hate the message behind them. I do plan on giving some of them a second chance because i'm secretly obsessed with Fairness and Objectivity, but yeah.

[gods-of-kanto]

Kanto trio is so pretentious. Says the group named gods of kanto.

Indigo: And how is THAT pretentious asshole?

Indigo: We ARE gods, like it or not. Maybe not i the literal sense of omnipresent beings, but according to Origin- ya know, the First Mew ever created- We are LITERALLY Gods of Kanto.

Indigo: Kanto Trio, however, IS Pretentious. We arent the only triplets in Kanto, Reverse Below, we arent even the only Kantonian Trio to ever make a name for ourselves. Ketchum Trio or Ketchum Triplets is far better because it speaks familiarity.

Indigo: But you? You have now been downgraded to calling us Mr and Ms Ketchum. No more familiarity with you. Get out of here.

((Indigo will now correct you everytime you don't call him Mr. And he will shut you down after 3 corrections))

[echizen-division]

“To play a wrong note is insignificant; to play without passion is inexcusable.” -Ludwig van Beethoven

Timeline

Age 0

Born to Hanabi and Fusao Ise at New York, USA, making her the younger half sister to Ruka by 4 years

Age 7

By impulse, asks for a violin

Her musical training begins in tandem with her being homeschooled

Her triplet siblings are born

Age 9

Moves to Aoyama, Japan

Overheard her grandparents arguing with Fusao

Realizes that maybe her family isn’t as okay as she thought

Age 10

Debuts as “The Rose of Sharon” in a soirée

She frequently plays at gatherings after that

Age 16

Fusao “▇▇▇▇”

Begins to suspect her own family

Notices that more she plays at events, the more she grew exhausted

She didn’t pay attention to it at first

Ruka debuts as an idol

Age 19

Eventually, she couldn’t even stand the sight of her own violin

Age 21

Falling out with her mother at another soirée they were both attending

Vanishes from Aoyama

Runs off to Echizen, hoping that none of her family members know she’s there

Gets lost

Meets Kohaku Meguno, who guided her around the city

Later on befriends him

Age 22

Kohaku introduces her to Nishio

Reluctantly, she goes back to playing the violin as she realises she runs low on cash

Age 23

Received news about her father ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇

Meets Kotori Tomoshibi during a gig at a restaurant

Age 24

Present

Joins in the DRB as Echizen Division’s Clockwork Lament with Nishio Tokishou and Kohaku Meguno

Finds out about the existence of Felix Sachishi, wondering why is he so against her father

Schedule

11:30 PM - 12:00 AM - Crashes to her bed and sleeps

12:00 - 7:30 AM - Sleeping

7:30 AM - 8:00 AM - Wakes up

8:00 AM - 8:50 AM - Taking a shower

8:50 - 9:20 AM - Changes to ‘disguise’

9:20 - 9:30 - Comically short breakfast

9:30 - 10:00 AM - Going to cafe

10:00 AM - 12:00 PM Part-time job at a cafe (ngl she’s only there to hear people gossip about current happenings)

12:00 - 12:40 PM - Shift ends + lunch at a nearby eatery

12:40 - 1:20 PM - Goes home

1:20 1:40 PM - Changes to casual clothes

1:40 - 2:20 PM - Heads to the Rusty Rose

2:20 - 6:00 PM Chattering and helping along Nishio and Kohaku at the shop (+occasional writing while there)

6:00 - 6:40 PM - Goes back home

6:40 PM - 7:00 PM - Dinner

7:00 - 7:10 PM Doing dishes

7:10 - 7:40 PM - Freshens up

7:40 - 8:00 PM Changes clothes again

8:00 - 8:40 PM - Goes to some restaurant

8:30 - 10:50 PM - Performing at restaurant

10:50 - 11:40 PM - Goes back home

Character Hashtags

#A wilting rose of Sharon

#WIP don’t RT it!

#Two-faced “Tom” cat

#Burnt out to the core

#Who can I trust?

#Hiding things from each other

Other Info

Hobby: Gossiping

Weakness: Ill-tempered

Trauma: “I don’t know how to trust my own family anymore.”

Social Media: @echzn_nevermore

@echzndiv_real (division account, she runs this)

Drinks: Yes

Smokes: Yes

Special Skill: “As much as I hate playing the violin, I can improvise pieces with ease.”

Intro Quote: “The hell exactly is ‘docile’?”

Trauma Quote: “You heard me! I. AM. EXHAUSTED. AS. SHIT!!! WHY SHOULD I CARE ABOUT THESE PRETENTIOUS FUCKS ANYWAY?!!”

Ending Quote: “Sing it. Confess it. Those sins of yours.”

[lucindarobinsonvevo]

bestie, i need to know where your mind is at when it comes to this whole thing with leo and how you're rotating your mind :))

i've got a lot of thoughts of my own on this, namely that leo told that weird story about trying to fly when he was a child at david's funeral and how out of place that speech actually was, his comments in the past about david being the golden child while he was treated as a monster, leo forgiving paul (he could be pretending but i don't think so) and only referencing david when he was talking about how much paul had hurt HIM and so much more...

but i need to know what you're thinking :)

its an random story to tell, especially when leo already told a way better story back in 2019 about how David always played handball even when he was like. shit at it or whatever. why not tell that story again? why tell this weird story about...you. To me, I would say it's because flight, and flying away are very typical metaphors for escape, and wanting to escape. perhaps on purpose or not, leo's vision of his childhood is just...one long wish to be somewhere else as louise glück once said. And David was the thing that kept him there, or that prevented his escape by telling him he can't really fly. Something like that, if i was a pretentious overanalyser. which I am.

I think part of it is that I've always been a bit obsessed with the idea of 'living with it'. And this is like the ultimate case of how do I live with this?

I mean, look. David sucked when he came back. He lied to leo's face and left him. He punished Leo for something he didn't have any part in and didn't even tell him why. He told Leo to his face he thinks he's dangerous for Krista. he's mopey and selfish. he makes Leo run interference on Paul without even telling him what he's angry at Paul about. How can you look at that and see Leo as anything other than second, third or fourth place in Davids life?

Then David is gone and Leo...Is okay, actually. Yes he's sad at first because that was his twin brother but when he waits for the real grief to come it just doesn't. He's relieved actually. He's not carrying David around like a weight around his ankles. He can breathe without having to worry about David's judgement. Everyone around him is deeply grieving but Leo...is okay. He's going to work. He's looking after his daughter. He's even going to visit his mother. I've mentioned before that I think he was lying when he said he was 'letting it all out' at his mothers house...Well what if that is because there's nothing TO let out? He comes home, and Paul is being nice to Krista now and Leo well...He still loves Paul. That hasn't changed. Forgiving Paul for what happened to David is easy when he's not that angry anymore. Because he realizes maybe the thing he was angry about is less about David and more that Paul was willing to put Krista in danger? This is all baseless speculation of course here's the real part I am fascinated by -

David died because he LOVED Leo. Now how the hell are you meant to live with that when you wake up one morning horrified to realize you're RELIEVED your brother died? Leo didn't ask David to die for him, he just did it and now Leo has to live with that. Doesn't that fascinate you? It fascinates me! David died and now Leo has to live with it. He has to live with carrying his dead brother up a mountain. He has to live with the 'david died to save leo' and he never asked David to so that. he's glad to not be dead of course but he never asked for this and now it's his life. Is it David's fault? Maybe. But Leo's still the one living with it. Oh the angst potential is delicious!

And on a side note. To talk briefly about Cameron because of course I am going to talk about the triplets. Cameron hated Robert, and I dont think Elle hates him but Neighbours has drawn a lot of parallels between Leo and Elle/Cameron but NOT Leo and Robert. that's kinda interesting, aint it?

[aphrobites]

love when i have a plan in the sims. my reaper rewards sim is gonna have triplets girls (i’ll cheat them idc) after she discovers the secrets of ambrosia so i can play in the 3 brownstone townhouses i’m building in the gentrification pack suburbs and that will go off as a legacy challenge with whoever is my favourite (i already have a favorite based on interior design alone but idk if she’ll have children she’s gonna be a pretentious writer). between that i’ll have to build another house for them to grow up in bc my girl lenora IS currently living in a 31 tile goth cottage with most of the lot being a garden/crystal crafting station/fake cemetery. a great rift between mother and children is them choosing to move from their perfect place in windslar winderburg to not even the big city (she’d be thrilled with them moving to san m or even the uni town that’s not the issue here) but to the SUBURBS of evergreen harbor which is an afront to the morals she raised them with

[tempest-toss]

GOI File - Supernatural Sound

((visible to muses n anons))

Title: Supernatural Sound

First known active date: 6/24/201█

Known aliases in mundane world: While they often still use their original name, they also go by The Universal Music Agency, Harmonic Global, Melodic Fusion, Rhythmic Wave Enterprises, Country Melodies, and K-Pop Connect

Key Individuals - Non-Performers:

Unknown - Founder and head producer, no known alias

The Aix's - Personal producers for each star, operates as a hivemind.

Key Individuals and Micro Groups - Artists

Hana Yun - Siren, hypnotizes fans to obsess over her music, but ineffective unless heard in person. Specializes in the Korean Pop genre

Arthur Rutherford - Cyborg, Can manipulate machinery with his music. Specializes in the Steampunk genre.

P. Urity - Fallen angel who gets her power from the positivity instilled in others. Specializes in Gospel.

Clarence O'Donnel - Farmer and father of three who uses his singing to manipulate animals. Specializes in Country

Daddy Dazzler - A man who uses his music to immobilize his opponents in a dancing frenzy. Specializes in Disco

Millard Motzart - A pretentious pianist who is able to conjure physical music notes. Specializes in both Classical and Neo-Classical

K0N@M1 - An individual with a blurred face that progressively turns the world pixelated as music is made. Specializes in Chiptune.

Sonido Ardiente - A mariachi band that can generate fire and amplify the sun through their music. Specializes in Mariachi

OVER_LOAD - An unknown figure who uses his music to distort the world in his favor. Specializes in Glitch Hop.

Rejection Infestation - A small band who have the power to shake the earth with their music. Specializes in Punk Rock

Neruo Code - An enigmatic woman who uses her anomaly to drain people of their conscious thoughts. Specializes in Neurofunk

Hotline Synth - An online group whose music inspires an unnatural calmness paired with a tendency for disassociation. Specializes in Synthwave

Akemi - An artificial intelligence that has full consciousness, using his music to learn what he can from humanity. Specializes in Vocaloid

The Trickster Triplets - A trio known for their macabre yet elegant music that bears otherworldly whispers, turning those who listen into sleeper agents. Specializes in Dark Cabaret

Smooth Grooves - A smaller group known for their classical music with a modern flair, their music appears to have the power to manipulate time in bursts. Specializes in Swing and ElectroSwing

Toxic Wasteland - a young solo artist masquerading as a five-person band; uses their music to melt and sculpt the world. Specializes in Acid Break.

Created SCPs?: None, as they prefer to produce music.

Known Relationship with other Groups of Interest:

Foundation (Enemies)

Cacophony Symphony (Rivals)

Chaos Insurgency (Partial Allies)

Serpent's Hand (Enemies)

Snapdragon Smugglers (Partial Allies)

Marshall Carter & Dark Ltd. (Occasional allies)

Mana Charitable Foundation (One-sided hatred)

Description: Supernatural Sound is a music agency that operates around the globe, often using other monikers to avoid detection. The group is split into two sets of entities, those being the producers in charge of the talent and marketability and the artists, who produce and perform anomalous music.

Divisions of Supernatural Sound have not all been identified, however, sub-groups have been confirmed in the following places: America, Mexico, England, Scotland, Korea, Japan, Egypt, Russia, Argentina, Canada, China, Thailand, Samoa, and Australia.

The ultimate end goal of the Group of Interest is still largely unknown. The artists have yet to make any statements explaining why they joined and still remain with the talent agency, leading to some (not corroborated) rumors that all the artists are under some form of mind control.

Known Incidents:

2/11/1980 - The trademark for the Supernatural Sound logo appears in public records.

5/12/1982 - Hana Yun is contracted as the first artist.

5/13/1982 - Hana Yun's popularity skyrockets from an overnight viral sensation. She launches into fame and the company with her.

8/██/198█ - Eight more artists are signed on from around the world.

7/23/1990 - Supernatural Sound is brought to the Foundation's attention following several unexplained anomalous incidents that all had common themes regarding music.

4/15/2000 - Three more artists are signed over, extending the reach of Supernatural Sound into Canada, the United States, and Mexico

█/19/201█ - the most recent artist, Toxic Wasteland, is signed on after the producers discovered him melting a skatepark with his music. The Foundation attempted to halt this but were overwhelmed with the boy's anomaly.

1/3/2020 - Supernatural Sound reaches its height of popularity thanks to the pandemic, boosting them even further in the modern eye.

7/8/2024 - Supernatural Sound attempts to recruit O5-4's daughter Melody Lycan. This fails.

[breitweisergallery]

For the fruit emoji ask game for fic writers: 🍉🍎🍑🍍🥝🫐🍇

🍉 Do you prefer to write short fics or long fics? Multichaptered works or single ones? Why?

I like writing long, multichaptered fics but I end up mostly writing shorter one-shots just because of how my attention span works.

🍎 Is there anything you straight-up won’t write?

I tried my hand with omegaverse once and it's... not my thing.

🍑 If you could make a connection between your favorite character and another work you care about (whether a crossover/fusion or a wonderfully “pretentious” literary reference) what would it be? How would it work?

Something something dead body walking, guided by ghosts of people he cared about, something something grief is inescapable and inhabits your entire being (the tiefling triplets eat up the standard tragedy oop)

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

Me and coffee shop AUs have beef. Also soulmate AUs. I am Not a fan of that shit. I do tend to steer closer to canon than not, but I'll eat up an academia AU any day.

🥝 What’s your favorite trope/AO3 tag to write?

Hurt/comfort

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

Lucien!! Lucien!! What a boy! What a man! What a trainwreck!! Shout out to grayintogreen for keeping that shit going, I gobble up their characterisation.

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

MATT Cree is facing away from you now.  Cree is just facing the other room, doesn't even look back at any of you.  The only one who can see her face right now is Beauregard.  And Cree is looking forward, hollow and furious.  She's going to spend the rest of her turn going (panting) and just breathe heavily.  Beauregard and Caleb.  You hear Cree's voice not speaking to you, but you pick up on it like a wayward radio signal.  It says "Nonagon, help me! Please!" That's all you hear.

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[advamedhospital]

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[taughtcutthroat]

a headcanon question for you: how did the rutherford parents come up with / decide on the names for their children?

hello! thank you for the hc question.

the rutherford family has a long history of "pretentious" names, because they're stupidly, almost unfathomably Rich. they're very much an odd mix of old money & new money, with the "new money" coming from the triplets' parents. the entire family is well known around the US ( practically a household name, like the karda.sh.ians ). they're rich in the sense of "going-to-paris-just-for-a-box-of-macarons" rich, or "impulsively-taking-a-trip-to-italy-on-their-private-jet-to-have-an-evening-of-expensive-wine-tasting" rich.

the triplets' parents names are florin ( father ) & bedelia ( mother ), so they continued that name trend with their children, as their parents before them, etc..

the triplets' full names are: lindell sherwood rutherford, saran philomena rutherford & naima iolanda rutherford.

philomena was bedelia's mother's name, & sherwood was florin's father's first name. iolanda was sherwood's bff's mother's first name, so florin wanted to honor her. also, another name fun fact: bedelia's maiden name was pomeroy !

if you're curious as to how i found the triplets' names, i just used a triplet name-finding website. that, & i really wanted the rutherford siblings' names to be untraditional + stand out. by that, i mean straying away from the typically-used, modern-sounding triplet names. also, i just thought the names were pretty :)

[mycharacterdump]

MAISIE WOZNIAK-JENSEN + character profile.

BASIC INFORMATION ,

FULL NAME: margaret elaine wozniak-jensen.

NICKNAME(S): maisie, maze. 

DATE OF BIRTH: december 3rd.

ETHNICITY: caucasian + ¼ filipino.

GENDER: cis woman.

PRONOUNS: she/her.

ORIENTATION: demiromantic, heterosexual.

RELIGION: learning buddhism.

MARITAL STATUS: single.

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: bilingual in asl + tagalog.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ,

FACE CLAIM: millie bobby brown

HAIR COLOUR/STYLE: naturally dark brown; left medium length and curly.

EYE COLOUR: honey brown eyes that are often seen as golden. 

HEIGHT: five foot three.

WEIGHT: 111 lbs.

BUILD: skinny.

TATTOOS: none. 

PIERCINGS: both lobes, + a hidden septum piercing administered by a friend. 

CLOTHING STYLE: sports a lot of button-ups; ranging from plain shirt button-ups to plaids. wears baggy pants and custom canvas sneakers that she both paints herself. her great grandmother stella’s heart-shaped locket.

DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: freckles that span across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

AESTHETICS: a collection of CDs, piles of books all over the place loud noise, loud laughter, a smile so wide and contagious, thrifting for home decor and clothes, papers all over their space, a pencil behind their ear, bedhead, a compassionate love for animals, sleeves under big t-shirts, constellations drawn in notebooks, space buns, the northern lights, wishing on every first star you see, stargazing on a lawn, having your head in space, believing in aliens, reading horoscopes. 

HEALTH ,

AILMENTS: completely deaf; wears a hearing aid; has autism spectrum disorder.

MENTAL AILMENTS: none.

EMOTIONAL STABILITY: moderate.

BODY TEMPERATURE: normal.

ADDICTIONS: none. 

DRUG USE: none. 

ALCOHOL USE: only socially. 

PERSONALITY ,

LABEL: the bohemian.

POSITIVE TRAITS: dedicated, amicable, supportive, empathetic, experimental, inquisitive, whimsical. 

NEGATIVE TRAITS: awkward, pretentious, patronizing, feckless, anxious, feeble, judgmental, stubborn.

FEARS: being alone/forgotten. 

HOBBIES: starcharting, painting, crafting, upcycling clothes.

HABITS: fidgeting with her hearing aid, humming too loudly when in thought.

FAVOURITE ,

WEATHER: clear night skies.

COLOUR: all of them. 

MUSIC: alternative, indie folk.

MOVIES: space documentaries. 

SPORT: tennis. 

BEVERAGE: cornelian-cherry tea. 

FOOD: anything filipino that she can help cook.

FAMILY ,

FATHER: spencer jensen (alive.)

MOTHER: reina wozniak-jensen (alive.)

SIBLING(S): is in a pair of triplets, others include michaela ‘mim’ jensen + maxwell ‘max’ jensen; younger siblings include honey jensen, india jensen, harrison jensen + sebastian jensen.

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none.

CHILDREN: none.

PET(S): a ferret named flower.

FAMILY’S FINANCIAL STATUS: comfortable.

[otnesse]

Sort-of agree in that I think Hans should get some redemption (especially when his final scene did indicate he did harbor some guilt over his treatment of Anna late in the movie). Not sure I agree with enemies-to-lovers (sorry, but I simply don't see that kind of thing happening any time soon even if he redeems himself, and there have been times where that gets bungled, like Belle and Beast for example. The climax to that movie, despite intentions, just indicated that Belle was a poor fit for Beast due to her effectively being responsible for him losing the will to fight against Gaston in more ways than one), but they could end up doing a working relationship at least. Besides, personally, I thought the plot twist was a bad one precisely BECAUSE it lacked foreshadowing (it's actually like Hideo Kojima's plot twists in Metal Gear Solid 2, and I didn't even LIKE his plot twists).

And personally, while I could sort-of see why an evil Disney Prince would have potential, the problem is that we technically already have one or two evil Disney Princes as well (Mor'du from Brave is a definite one since his backstory entailed a prince who became a bear due to heinousness. And then you have to factor in Scar from The Lion King since, because he technically was next in line for the throne until Simba, his nephew, was born, he is kind of a prince and was one of Disney's most notorious villains). Arguably three if we count Gaston (while he isn't actually a Prince, he apparently was meant to be a deconstruction of the Prince Charming archetype). Granted, Gaston was even more badly written than Hans by any day of the week (badly done plot twist or not, at least Hans had an actual twist to his character, while Gaston was so obvious in his being evil that were it reality he'd be hated by the village rather than adored. Most evil tyrants simply cannot afford to gloat their evil plans to the people they effectively rule over, have to do so in secret, and even when openly doing evil acts at least try to use figleaf justifications that pretentiously claim it's for the good of all, none of which Gaston did [and it certainly can't be limited to just his minions either, as the triplets weren't even involved in the blackmail plan yet he sang it to them as well].), but still...

Opinion-> wish that helsa was actually a viable option for Disney lol .

send me your opinions (unpopular or not) and ill rate it as follows:

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

By what I've seen of Helsa in the fandom,seeing it on Disney animation might be very cool. Besides,well-written redemption arcs are consistently awesome.

Unpopular Opinion on Hans:I liked the idea of an evil Disney prince who looks and acts like the part,but the execution was shoddy. A big chunk of the fandom wishes he was actully noble and just as desperate for affection as Anna(also pretty cool,but not nearly as appealing as evil Disney prince to me. Maybe my opinion would've been different if I saw it onscreen) or think the execution was good(it lacked foreshadowing and was meanspirited towards Anna and Classical Disney,besides the whole virtue signaling about fake/abusive people. As I said,the idea was very good,but the actual thing was poorly done).

Also,enemies-to-lovers,atonement,forgiveness and redemption on a Disney Princess franchise? High risk,high reward,IMO.

[daylightrays]

“We, The Future of Ishgard, shall be the philosophers this wretched country needs. To these ends, together with the shards of myself, I shall drag the lay the truth of this world out for all to see. Should it need to be dragged kicking and screaming into the light? So be it.”

- Etienne De Chastain

I made a new alt yesterday. Mine is the middle triplet (the one in the eyeliner).