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pansy-picnics · 2 years ago

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just wondering what are some of your new dream/cassunzel/uknighted dream headcanons?

i have SOOOO many omfg OK

- i like to imagine cassandra and rapunzel had like….kind of a confession in peev but it wasnt really discussed in depth nor did they actually untangle their feelings for each other so i dont think they actually get together until cass comes back after being gone for a few years. honestly at this point rapunzel still thinks her feelings for cass are platonic so like💀💀💀

this means when cass DOES leave we cue rapunzels Gay Longing (tm) as she does things that she swears are totally platonic like wearing the tunics she left behind and spending hours reading each letter she sends because she has to take in every word and appreciate every last bit of her essence. she sniffs the envelopes because they still have cassandra’s scent on them and. yeah she’s down bad

and eugene can obviously TELL theres something Not Platonic here. but he can also tell rapunzel doesn’t realize it herself and its not his place to just Tell Her so he has to do his best to urge her in the right direction. he’s incredibly open to discussing it and tells her its ok to process those feelings and figure them out. i think rapunzel having a close female friend would rlly help her understand those feelings and she’s like “OHHH so girls DONT just want to kiss each other on the lips as like a friend thing….huh”. i’m only half joking btw.

in my head i like to see that friend being anna…i rewatched the first frozen movie the other day while i was drawing and i need to draw them sometime bc they hold a very special place in my heart

anyways i like to imagine cass coming home to visit at some point and theres so obviously something Going On between her and rapunzel and it’s SUPER awkward and eugene is abt to lose his mind trying not to say anything. but they figure it out eventually dw

- rapunzel LOVES having little trinkets that remind her of her loved ones and her partners are no exception. before cass left the two of them swapped bracelets because it reminded them of each other and they basically wear them forever… if they ever break or get too worn or anything they’ll make new ones together. rapunzel also has a three banded wedding ring for both cass and eugene. she puts them all on her right hand along with her bracelet from varian, because she’s right handed and likes to see them while shes working and be reminded of her favorite people in the world <33

- cass coming to rapunzel and eugene’s wedding and instead of throwing the bouquet into the air rapunzel throws it right into cass’ arms and winks at her. eugene’s giving her a smug look like “you’re stuck with us now”

- rapunzel’s bed is big enough that sleeping arrangements are easy, though they dont really have anything consistent. they all take turns sleeping in the middle and sometimes some of them end up sleeping separately, like when rapunzel and varian pass out on the couch and eugene and cass don’t have the heart to wake them up

- rapunzel and cass going out to the lagoon together since it’s “their place” but quickly realizing it doesn’t feel the same without eugene there, so they bring him out to join them and now it’s all of their’s <3 they have quiet picnics there for anniversaries and stuff

- before rapunzel started dating cassandra, every year on rapunzel’s birthday (or just sporadically for the fun of it) eugene would her out on boat just like they did when they first met. when cass came along, they realize those boats aren’t really made to comfortably sit three adults, so they sit out on rapunzel’s balcony for their little lantern dates instead

lance, the girls and varian + the 7k kids eventually take note of this and band together to build a big enough boat for all three of them as a surprise, which they’re all thrilled about. when they’re finally able to go out together its super cozy….they all just sit there with raps snuggled warmly between cass and eugene, they’re cuddling and playing with each others hair and eugene has his arm loosely around both rapunzel and cass’ shoulders which is enough for them….augh they’re so soft

- on that note one of my favorite things abt uknighted dream is like just how comfortable they are with one another. eugene and cass may not be romantically involved but they still trust and care abt each other deeply. the combination of platonic and romantic love and just that feeling of being safe with Your People. that’s just what the whole dynamic is abt to me

uknighted dream is abt cass and rapunzel making out on the bed and then eugene walks in wearing only a towel and hes like “where’s my GOOD moisturizer. like u know the one” and cass and rapunzel both pause and look up at him completely unfazed and cass is like “i think lance had it” and eugene just yells “FUCK” and leaves the room and then they casually go back to what they were doing

- cass and eugene spar together often and rapunzel likes to sit and watch while she sketches them… partially for figure sketching and partially just to….enjoy the view

ofc cass and eugene are still to this day amazed with her art and always admire it after the fact while rapunzel’s like “^^; this isn’t even that detailed or like. Good” “WHAT DO YOU MEANNNN THIS IS INCREDIBLE”

- going waaaay back to post movie here, but kind of relating to that, i think gothel never complimented rapunzel’s art. unless it caused a mess it never mattered to her so it wasn’t worth mentioning…because of this rapunzel kind of just assumed this was something Everyone could do and it wasn’t anything important, so when eugene saw her paintings for the first time and was completely blown away rapunzel was so confused. like can you not??? do that??? and eugene’s like NO WHAT?????

rapunzel’s still a bit awkward about receiving compliments relating to her artistic skills but shes learning to appreciate it and her talents a lot more. especially with both her partners constantly showering her in praise and affection

- MATCHING TATTOOS!!!! raps designed this one to get on her thigh and eventually eugene and cass both got one to match <33 it’s forever her favorite of all her designs

- the three of them having tonsssss of visual signals and cues that they send each other during royal events or through big crowds to easily spot each other without having to say anything. rapunzel especially needs these cues a lot of the time since she’s autistic and can easily get overwhelmed or suddenly need to leave the room and eugene is really good at making up bullshit excuses for it if anyone asks

- in parallel to eugene calling her “sunshine”, raps calls cass “moonbeam”

- no thoughts just cass and eugene counting rapunzel’s freckles and trying to kiss all of them. also this image

- rapunzel is VERYYYY affectionate and clingy she’s sensory seeking and has many different love languages. she loves running up to eugene or cass whenever they finish work and throwing herself into their arms. she loves playing with their hair and ambushing them with kisses and surprising them when shes DEFINITELY supposed to be in a meeting. also sometimes she bites people but it’s like out of love so its ok

- i’m just writing down every thought that comes in my head atp but modern au cass and eugene would definitely have a shared playlist solely for songs that remind them of rapunzel

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#tangled the series #rapunzels tangled adventure #tangled #princess rapunzel #tts cassandra #eugene fitzherbert #tts headcanons #new dream #cassunzel #uknighted dream #pansy rambling again #ask #tangled ask

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verytiredblob · 4 years ago

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My reviews on Manhwas

Alright so, recently I've began to fall into the great Manhwa hell, as if I didn't have enough fandoms.

But I neither have friends to chat about this with, nor a Discord chat where I can fanby about it, so I just decided to throw it in here.

These are both Manhwas I recommend and my opinions on them. If there are any spoilers, They will be striked through and in blue for anyone that wishes to avoid them (if anyone even reads this lol).

1. The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass (악녀는 모래시계를 되돌린다)

Premise: Aria was a terrible person and was sentenced to dead by being beheaded. In her final moments, she discovers her step sister, Mielle, actually manipulated her during her entire life just so she could get Aria killed. She then is beheaded, and wakes up in the past, in her child body. So now, she must work to both survive and get her revenge on her sister.

Lovely story, and my first Manhwa. The art is simply stunning, and all the characters are very flashed out and developed. Aria (MC) is the pettiest person alive and I'm here for that.

Also, I noticed a trend where, even though the manhwa has "Villainess" in the title, the MC is usually a total angel. Well, not here. Aria is egotistical and a total Diva, she has her goals and one of them is her revenge and by all that is sacred she'll get it.

Mielle is a great villain, she has grown a lot in her own pettiness and tactics since she was a child, and I really like that. Also, watching her suffer for being a terrible person is delightful.

The Male Lead (Asher) is also really cool, I like how he's both witty and friendly, and how much he truly admires Aria and her achievements.

The side characters are also pretty good, and they get a lot of focus because of their interactions with the main cast.

Again, The art is S T U N N I N G. Look at this:

Literally all panels are drawn like this or better, I'm in love.

All in all, an awesome read, 10/10, I love this a lot.

2. The Monster Duchess And Contract Princess (괴물 공작가의 계약 공녀)

Premise: Leslie's life was terrible, and always centered on her big sister, Eli. After a failed attempt of her family to grant Eli her sister's skills and knowledge, Leslie searches for the feared "Monster Duchess" in an attempt to survive.

Another one with incredible art AND incredible characters. Leslie is an absolute angel, and seeing her grow as a person is awesome.

The gender envy I feel with the Duchess is unbearable, she's utterly perfect. And the entire family is so dotting and loving and sweet, my little grinch heart can't take it.

She's perfection, really.

The plot keeps getting more and more mysterious, and I'm here for it!

I love each of the main characters a lot, and even the villains are well done and fuel your hatred.

Also, Eli Sperado and her Dad can choke on those black flames for all eternity.

Another 10/10, although I must warn anyone that wishes to read this that the translations sometimes are very spotty and messy, so it can be a bit annoying.

3. I'll be the Matriarch in this Life (이번 생은 가주가 되겠습니)

Premise: Firentia was a girl that died in Korea in her past life, and was reborn into an influential family as the illegitimate daughter of the third son. Her life was pretty terrible, with in the end, her family ending up in poverty and disgrace because of her uncles and cousins, while she was exiled from the family. After another accident, she wakes up in her past, now with a goal: Become the Lombardi matriarch and stop the other family heirs from bringing it to ruin.

Awesome art and Awesome plot number 3! This is so good, genuinely. Firentia is such an awesome plotter, and her goals and actions are very well developed.

The Male Lead is my baby and I shall protect him, and the side characters? Utterly stunning.

The twins are the cutest fucking shit, seriously. Like, look at these two?? I'm dead. Although, all the children are very, veeery cute.

I like how Firentia subtly manipulates things around her to get what she wants. It's similar to Aria, but she's much more mature and knowledgeable, and has a much less petty goal.

Guess what? 10/10. Yeah, I know, I'm terrible at grading, sue me.

4. The Twins Siblings' New Life (쌍둥이 남매의 뉴라이프)

Premise: Arien and Arjen were a pair of twins that died in Korea, and were reborn again as twins and as the Emperor's illegitimate children. Now, with only each other to trust, they must do their best to survive.

My current obsession. I really like this one. The art is not on the same level of pure Awesome like the ones before, but it's pretty good nonetheless.

The plot is pretty nice, but I must warn you: DO NOT expect them to act like adults. Honestly, just forget they're meant to be reborn in this world. They're just normal children and that's it. They act like children, and they think like children. Honestly, I think the author just wanted to make this story about them as children and their producer went and said to make them reincarnates because that Isekai shit is popular nowadays (And to justify they having memories of their newborn days). Seriously, just ignore it, the experience reading will be much better.

Other than that, the story develops nicely. The characters are all very good and the plot is very mysterious. I am holding myself back to not spoil anything, aaaaa.

There is also only one another thing that disappoints me: Arien is very clearly the MC. The story is told by her eyes and we only know what Arjen thinks or feels when he says it 9 or by subtext). I really wish it was more balanced, because they're both different people and have different perspectives, and also I really like Arjen.

I have absolutely no idea where this plot is gonna go, and honestly? I like it. It's very rare when I don't know how things are gonna develop because of other stories, so it feels very fresh.

The brothers are freaking awesome. I was so scared they were going to hate the twins and be petty, because of other manhwas that are like that, but they're so loving and sweet?? All hail these idiots. Also, Daddy is the biggest dumbass of all, this poor clueless man.

An 8/10, because of the complaints above. Still a good read, and I really like it, even with it's defects.

4. I'm A Stepmother, But My Daughter Is Just Too Cute! (계모인데 딸이 너무 귀여워)

Premise: A seamstress dies of overwork in Korea, and wakes up in the body of Abigail, the vain Queen, and the evil stepmother to the princess Blanche. Yes, It's like she stepped into the world of Snow White, and she must now do her best to live and.. Dote on Blanche with toys and dresses as much as possible?

Again with the awesome art and nice plot. Why are there so many manga with awesome art?? I'm so envious.

May all hail this crispy, delicious art.

Abigail is a whole mood, and I enjoy how she is inserted into the life of someone who had already lived and had a reputation. Her actions baffle a lot of the characters, as do her motivations, and I'm here for it.

The King has also an amazing backstory that's very tragic and yikes. I enjoy it, really. Not something you see in men's backstories that much.

Also, I'm kinda saddened by the fact the MC and the king are bound to become an actual couple. They would be such good platonic friends stuck in a political marriage. I was robbed, y'all.

Abigail greatest ambition is to get to design a dress for Blanche and have her wear it, and you know what? Good for her! Sometimes, it's good to have an MC that is not plotting against world at large.

Also, her mirror? Verite is simply perfect, I love this guy. I non-jokingly ship him with Abigail more than her with the King.

Blanche is a sweetheart, she deserves to be in my "adopted children" wall.

For now it's more of a Slice of Life than anything? But I also don't know what happens in the novels, so I'm just going to wait.

For the current lack of a grater plot, this gets a 7/10. Still pretty good and entertaining, especially for when you just don't feel like trying to understand deep plots with lots of elements.

5. Beware of the Brothers! (그 오빠들을 조심해!)

Premise: Another one of those "I lived my life and then wake up in the past." Hari was adopted by this family after the death of their only daughter, and although her parents love her, her 3 older siblings very much don't. She lives a miserable life in their hands, and when it's the night before she is to get married and finally escape her brothers, she wakes up in the past, and has to deal with them all over again.

Another nice art one, and the background characters are very nice, as is the MC.

But for me, it has a big problem. And that problem is the main ship. It's Hari with her eldest brother, Eugene. Even though they are not related and yadda yadda yadda, they were raised as such, and thus it bothers me. Also, Eugene is as plain as white bread and just as generic when seen as the Male Lead.

I ship Hari with Johan, even though I know it's not gonna happen, Ugh, the pain..

For me, the main point in this is Hari's relationship with her other siblings and the other background characters. I'm here for that wholesome sibling interaction. Her relationship with Erich, specially, is awesome. I love these two so much

It also kinda lacks a plot? Other than the relationship development and their story as a family, but again, I have no idea how they will develop this.

Also, pet peeve? Why do they keep using Oppa instead of translating it properly as brother? I get honorifics and stuff, but it's so annoying.

I give it a 6/10. Good characters and good relationships outside of the bloody incest thing, and it's a good enough way to pass the time.

There are two more that I've read, buut it's like 4am and I'm sleepy as all hell, so I'll just add it in a reblog or attached post later, and I plan on doing this for other future manhwas as well.

Do you have any recommendations or comments or just wanna talk about any of these manhwas? Hit me up!

#The villainess reverses the hourglass #the monster duchess and contract princess #i'll be the matriarch in this life #I'm a stepmother but my daughter is just too cute!#Beware of the brothers!#manhwa #webtoon #manhwa recommendation #isekai

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greensword101 · 3 years ago

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This is for @barely-nok. I’m sorry it took so long to get some Obake content out for you to consume. I hope you find it tasty lol.

Obake never drank on principle. He needed to keep a clear head and heads were meant for thinking. And thinking meant he could create what he wanted to the limit or even beyond that.

But even sober, his brain would...fizzle if Kei ever so much as blinked at him prettily. Or pouted. Or cheerily threatened to sing “I’m Henry the Eighth , I Am” if he didn’t agree to take a break and - urgh! Just acknowledging the phrase made him feel filthy - spend some “quality time” with a coworker.

Personally speaking, Obake would have preferred the term “expendable” or “replaceable” or “unpaid intern that wasn’t getting extra credit or the merits of knowledge.” Oh, but he would pay anything to get DeciBull out of his sight! And hearing range.

Then again, hearing range would be preferable. Wild cards like Kei were acceptable. DeciBull - or Wil as Kei had casually greeted him by to the former’s chargain - was more of a Jack; weaker than Obake, but still a threat nonetheless.

If Kei hadn’t taken the car and driven off to God knew where, he would have stormed out of the bar and left that arsehole behind. Maybe steal his glasses and see if the chubby man with a guitar gimmack could find his way back home without falling off the pier.

Wil had barely touched his first bottle and was glowering at his phone for the past half hour. This suited Obake swimmingly, if not for the fact that Kei would know that they hadn’t made any attempt at all and would be tormenting him with that song again! And she would enlist Noodle Burger Boy this time, he was certain. And possibly Trina, though he was certain she would be directed towards Wil instead.

Obake collected himself and recited the longest formulas in the Periodic Table before he rigidly glanced over to Wil.

“I’m surprised you aren’t taking advantage of the karaoke here.”

Wil yelped and fumbled with his phone - mumbling apologies to the bartender as he passed - before gaping at Obake.

“Interesting...” Obake murmured.

“What?” Wil asked bemused.

“You almost looked like an intelligent being for a moment.”

Wil scowled, “Funny.”

Then a smile crept onto his face. Obake stiffened. He knew he could take the man, he was slimmer and certainly wasn’t sluggish, but bars were always tricky to maneuver around in. Inebriation, sympathizers, or anyone looking for an excuse to be aggressive would make Obake beating Wil up...troublesome.

“Something amusing to you?” Obake took a sip from his own glass to appear ignorant and casual.

“Just thinking how whipped you must be if Kei could make you spend time with me,” Wil leaned in conspiratorially, “Tell me, does she make you sleep on the couch when you misbehave?”

Obake sputtered and and gave Wil a hard stare. Wil stared back undaunted.

“Shut your mouth and have your bloody drink, why don’t you?” Obake snarled and took another, deeper sip from his glass. He was used to dealing with the aggressive and almost territorial behavior Wil demonstrated back at the base. He did not want to be sober to process that Wil was capable of having bloody cheek.

“How can I have my ‘bloody drink’ if my mouth’s shut?” Wil asked innocently.

“Test my patience and we’ll find out soon enough,” Obake growled under his breath. He could do it. One stab between the ribs and he could slip out in the noise and confusion. He just didn’t want to put up with Kei pestering him when he got back and possibly annoying her with a potential murder.

Wil sniggered and had another swig of his beer. He went back to his phone, but he barely seemed to be reading what was on the screen.

That was...unexpected. But it was a better alternative to dealing with a feral monkey by himself. Obake found himself enjoying the Manhattan more than he expected and finished it off. He was beginning to fish the cherry out when Wil spoke up again.

“Was it good?”

Obake groaned and glowered at Wil, who was starting at his empty glass curiously. What didn’t that fool understand about having a little peace and quiet?

“I don’t typically drink myself,” Wil mumbled into his bottle and drank. He sputtered for a few moments and continued, “I just stick to a beer once in a while.”

“Thank Heaven for small miracles, then,” Obake narrowed his eyes and waved the bartender over, “Another one, if you would be so kind.”

“Me too,” Wil smiled at the bartender and held up his empty bottle. Amazingly, the bartender smiled back and came back moments later with their second drinks. Wil called after him as he walked off, “Thanks, Jim!”

“You frequent this place often?” Obake ventured and helped himself to his second Manhattan. Screw sobriety, it had been so long since he had anything that tasted so good touch his lips.

“I used to,” Wil admitted, “Just for a bite and maybe a bottle. That’s kind of how me and Kei met, actually.”

“A little nip before beddybye?” Obake cooed mockingly at him.

“Crime and I have something in common,” Wil smirked, “We rarely sleep.”

“Tragic,” Obake chuckled and raised his glass in mock salute, “To your insomnia, I suppose.”

Wil raised his beer in kind, “And to good company if I ever get any.”

Now, they both laughed for real. Obake noticed for the first time how pleasantly red Wil’s face had become. Was it the alcohol or the first genuine spark of life he was expressing? If it was the latter, that would mean Kei was behind it somehow.

Suddenly, the good feeling popped like a soap bubble and Obake hid his displeasure by finishing off his second Manhattan. Wil gawked at him.

“You should slow down, Kei is gonna freak if she has to pick us up from the ER because you got alcohol poisoning or something.”

“Kei this, Kei that, you haunt her like a lapdog!” Obake spat out. Damn that woman and her silly, childish notions of fun and damn that boulder she decided would make good company!

Wil blinked and leaned back a little. A moment later, he was glowering back with that familiar hostility, “At least I don’t treat her like a nuisance like you do! Do you have any idea how much she cares about you?!”

“Cares?” Obake snapped his fingers at Jim for another glass and leaned closer to Wil’s face. His nostrils flared and he could feel Wil tense inches away from him. “Why would she have to care about me? If that’s what you call pity, then I’ve no need for it! She can pretend all she wants that we’re all supposed to be some family, but in the end, that’s all it’s going to be. A stupid dream! Why would she care about making me ‘socialize’ with the others or spending ‘quality time’ with her silly boyfriend?”

“Boyfriend?!”

Obake jabbed a finger into Wil’s chest, “Don’t play coy! I know you think I’m a prat to her! And I know you won’t believe that she can almost make me feel human! But you don’t have to worry about me getting in the way, Prince Charming! She’s all yours, so you don’t have to worry about me -”

“I’m gay.”

“And I’m Bob, the pleasure’s all...what.” Obake had to take a moment to process Wil’s flat retort.

“Gay. I like guys. I love them. I love kissing them. And I’m already taken.”

Obake opened his mouth and closed it again. He noticed that his third Manhattan had arrived and wasted no time downing it. Wil didn’t repeat how it wasn’t safe to do this time, and he was thankful for that.

Suddenly, he felt someone standing right behind him and stilled.

“Is he giving you problems, Wil?”

“No worries, Eugene,” Wil smiled at the person behind him, “Just clearing up a misunderstanding over here.”

Obake felt a little dizzy and pinched his nose, “Let me understand this correctly. You have never had feelings for Kei?”

“Platonically, yes. Romantically or otherwise? No.”

“And this whole time, yo - you’ve...” Why couldn’t he find the right words? “You’ve...acted harshly because...?”

“Because she’s one of my best friends and I don’t want her to get hurt,” Wil said firmly. He pointed at Obake with a fiercely protective look, “I can’t help who she wants to connect with, but I won’t stand by and let her get hurt. She’s gone through too much to deserve that.”

“Alright, I’m just going to butt in for a moment here,” Eugene moved from behind Obake and stood to Wil’s left, wrapping an arm across him protectively. He was pleasant to the eyes; tall, broad, dark brown hair and a scruffy goatee. He looked at Wil, bemused, “You weren’t here scooping for another cutie, babe?”

“Wh...why...why would he...?” Obake’s tongue felt like lead. Dear Lord, he could barely speak, he was so embarrassed.

“Because this is a gay bar?” Eugene supplemented as if it weren’t obvious. Obake blinked. Come to think of it, it was rather odd no one had come to bother them when they came in. Did...did that mean...?

Somewhere in San Fransokyo, Kei was laughing herself silly. Obake was certain of it.

“Everything alright over here?” Another voice, deeper than Eugene’s mischievous and light tone asked.

“Hey ‘Nan! This is an acquaintance of mine,” Wil helped himself to his beer, “and apparently he thought I was stealing his girlfriend until a few moments ago. Bob, this is Kanan. My other boyfriend.”

“Other...” Obake’s head was swimming. This was too much to process...

“Yeah,” Wil said shyly, “We’re...we’re kind of a poly sort of thing.”

As if to prove his point, Eugene promptly gave Wil a deep kiss on the lips that was eagerly returned. Kanan came into view and Obake noticed how dark skinned he was and the ponytail before he decided he was too sober to handle this all right now.

He made to stand and tripped over his stool. And a moment later, his Manhattans returned and splashed all over the floor.

In hindsight, he should have checked how much alcohol was in each glass...

It was about a half hour later when Kei found all four of them outside the bar with Obake being supported by an irksome Wil and amused Eugene. Kanan looked torn between disapproval and laughter.

“Was it fun?” Kei asked hesitantly. Obake took one look at her and sighed. It was his own fault for drinking too much.

“It was something,” Wil supplemented as he helped buckle Obake into the backseat, “And educational, apparently, so that’s a plus.”

“We were there at the tail-end,” Eugene added helpfully, “It was kind of entertaining.”

“You sure you can take care of this?” Kanan asked Wil.

Wil looked at Obake and sighed, “We’ll be alright. Thanks, anyways.”

“See you at the next heist meet, babe!” Eugene blew a kiss.

“Tell Raps and Hera I said hi!” Wil called back as they drove off.

“And here I thought I’d be picking you up at the police station for a bar brawl,” Kei half joked.

“Stay with me, Bob!” Wil shook Obake gently, “Don’t go to sleep. First rule in treating alcohol poisoning.”

“Piss off...” Obake slurred.

Wil sighed and let his head sink against the headrest for a few moments. Why didn’t he just become an accountant like his parents wanted?

“Wil...” Obake said sluggishly, “In..in the...event...I survive this with my memory intact. Would you...do it again?”

Wil blinked in surprise and chuckled weakly, “Only if you watch what you drink next time, lightweight.”

“Momma’s boy.”

“Evil Brit.”

“Four Eyes.”

“Nnnnnnnnnnneeeee~rrrrrrrrrds!” Kei cackled as her passengers bickered with each other without any former hostility from before.

#big hero 6 #bh6 #Big Hero Six the series #obake #kei tanaka #dj parasite #wil welsh #decibull #Eugene Fitzherbert #kanan jarrus #oc #self insert #lbgt #gay #drinking #enemies to besties

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kingreywrites · 4 years ago

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it's weird because in tts they show platonic affection with lance and eugene, they hug and stuff which is super rare to be shown between two men, but Rapunzel barely gets any platonic ones which is so weird. She hugs Cass a few times but I think like 80% of those are just Rapunzel hugging Cass and Cass either doesn't reciprocate or is shown to be "annoyed", which fits her character but its sad :( I guess they didn't want her to hug lance because they didn't want to imply romance (which is stupid because a man and a woman hugging is not automatically romance). Rapunzel is so so people focused and having people willingly hug her rather than her hugging them is something I can imagine being a huge growing point for her. Gothel only hugged her to get her hair close, and Eugene + her parents definitely hugs her + that's good!! but the platonic aspect is so important and for a series focused on Rapunzel's social life outside of the tower they really don't show things like this which would show her development and reiterate how wrong she was treated :( sorry for the rant it kind of hits close to home lol, maybe one day someone could write a fic of her just being hugged

I mean, as I said I do think that the whole storyline with Cassandra, and about how Rapunzel pushing her boundaries constantly until it fractures their friendship is... good, and even needed, in a way. Recovering from abuse is not all sunshines and rainbows, and Rapunzel did learn a lot of behaviours from Gothel, so it's normal that she struggles, and it's also important to talk about. She's not owed hugs by Cassandra just because she grew up like she did, and it's fine that their relationship is complicated and not easy for Rapunzel to navigate. I think the most frustrating thing about it to me is like, how s3 ended with the show ignoring all these issues and acting as if everything was fine from the beginning ghsjdkd I'd Give Anything is like "remember when rapunzel and cass were Best Friends and Cass loved being her lady in waiting and giving her hugs and it'd be better if everything went back to that perfect time 🥺" when this is just?? false??? sigh

i lost my train of thoughts but basically it's not that she has "negative" lessons about boundaries that bothers me as much as it's that she never really gets a counterpart to that. She doesn't get to enjoy them, she struggles because she doesn't understand them at first, and when the series ends, guess what? she's more or less at the same place socially as she was in the beginning, which is "I have a deep connection with Eugene and Cassandra, also sometimes I hug my parents" + she has some new friends too but they don't get that much attention. The problem with Lance isn't even that they're not allowed to hug (i don't know if it's a problem about romance like you said though afhsjdjd), it's that they're barely allowed to TALK TO EACH OTHER. He's here during the three seasons and most of the ideas I have about his relationship with Rapunzel are headcanons because canon just doesn't address it

And like, it's crazy but in a way, most characters in TTS feel lonely to me. They're allowed like two meaningful relationships each and these relationships aren't even allowed to intersect gjsjdkkd it's even more upsetting with Rapunzel because like, she's the protagonist who grew up isolated from everyone and you want to see her finally be part of the world (but it never truly happens), but even in general they don't get to be a group of friend imo. Rapunzel is friend with Varian, and Eugene is friend with Varian, and they all are friends with each other but they never truly interact as a group, you know?

I don't even know what's my conclusion here or if that answers you at all but ghsjskd I always wished that in general TTS gave Rapunzel more friends than what she got. I don't really draw a hard line between platonic and romantic because like, Eugene being her friend is an important part of them loving each other and I don't wanna dismiss that friendship because it's not purely platonic, but the problem stays that only having two or three developed friends isn't... enough, for me

#explaining stuff.... hard please excuse me if this is nonsense #i honestly think they would have benefitted by making the one ep friend stick longer #like you know have vex and quaid come back. let Rapunzel bound with different people on the road etc #i don't know i just have a lot of rapunzel feels and i want her to be happy 😭#i know i'm very new dream focused but ghjfjdhf let her be hugged by other people #oh btw a fic with her getting hugged is a yes!! 👀 if you do write something like that let me know!!#ask

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cyberfairyblog · 4 years ago

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Some more stuff about Vanessa Marbles or marble idk XD

Contains spoilers for a 30+ year old show ft. My fancharacter Vanessa Marbles-Whittaker. Rambling, oc x canon (romantic and platonic), some meddling with canon events, and j*ll*an m*rsh*ll bashing

- i'm thinking about her placement in Odyssey & I'm entertaining the thought of having her "debut" be in 1989 bigbrainmeta

- She arrived in town like right after Connie and Eugene got fired

- So that makes her older than Jason in terms of episodes; she appears a whole 3 years before him 😂

- That first year she did genuinely like her nunnery but didn't really interact with her fellow nuns much keeping them at a distance

- It wasn't until year 2 she started having doubts. Nothing bad happened it just that there was a nagging feeling that she tried to stifle

- Vanessa is afraid of heights that's why she travelled by train instead of plane. She gets nervous by bridges & mountains even a tall hill is enough to make her stomach churn

- She got the job at Whit's End to help herself learn to befriend people & because the show needs more responsible adults lol

- For a time there was rumors about her being a vampire which she took in stride because having sensitive skin she walks around with an umbrella

- Eugene helps her with technology and how to operate the Imagination Station

- "Is that a time machine?"

- "No it's a holographic imagery generator meant to emulate time periods from prehistory all the way to even the future! Well not the future future, still has to figure out how to predict outcomes but I'm working on it."

- Vanessa dead ass got lost at the generator part

- She legit said that she was surprised they didn't blow up Odyssey given how powerful that machine is this around the Novacom arc

- Jason was a total enigma to her like 'who is that crazy fellow' and someone tells her that he's Whit's son & she's like oh. OH John didn't tell me he had kids smh

- They didn't get along at first and had poor communication though Vanessa really did try to be fair

- The funniest moment was when Jason accidentally revealed himself to be NSA and Vanessa revealed herself to be a Blackgaard - THE Blackgaard's daughter

- "Wait so you're mad at me for being a spy but yet you hid THIS from us?"

- "Well yes but actually no, at least you have the entire government on your side everyone literally hates my family jason!"

- Vanessa is very protective of her mother and Uncle Edwin

- She's a somewhat decent actress, she has stage fright sort of but swallows it in order to help her uncle get his play off the ground

- Despite switching to Protestant she still upholds a lot of Catholic values since she was raised as one

-She doesn't have much contact with her mother's side of the family due to strain from her parents divorce again divorce frowned upon in strict Catholic families

- She did give jason a gift for his engagement to Tasha but after that fiasco he tried giving it back to her and she told him to keep it

- In an alternate universe (let's call it marbleverse for future reference) jason proposed to her (having already broke up with Tasha years ago) and she declined not ready for marriage. they hurried up after novacom tho lmao

- Vanessa inherited a Blackgaard Castle located in Connellsville which she retooled as "midnight manor" a haunted house/vacation home

- Vanessa prefers Eugene with his hair down because seeing his eyes creeps her out

- "Six feet apart j*ll*an, six feet apart." Vanessa like everyone else with a brain dislikes villain marshall

- "Hello again it's me Vanessa! Double-S Vanessa, Double-T Whittaker!" She jokes this after she meets j*ll*an the second time

- Vanessa doesn't interact with child characters all that much but a part of her character arc is becoming a cool aunt to jason's cool uncle

- Some kids and connie helped set up a date for jason/vanessa totally not suspicious they knew what was going on and decided to play along; discovered they actually enjoyed each other's company

- During his time as The Stiletto Jason left roses and candy and other tokens around for her to find, which she eventually figured out was a sign of him being alive

- She was mad, relieved, overjoyed at his presence & the rare time you see her cry

- Only other time she cried was when Tom Riley passed because she admired the man

- Meta-wise Vanessa prefers jason's old look though she likes all of his designs

- Vanessa did get her own public access show which was crucial to the novacom arc

- Afterwards she suggested the idea of reforming the boxes into teaching tools, using them as art projects

- Vanessa was so sus of Monica Stone like "you think im not watching you lady?? Think again! I know you, i am watching you!"

- Vanessa and connie are like sisters considering she's an only child; in fact connie waa another close friend she made in odyssey

- If Chris (the narrator) gets sick or unavailable Vanessa fills in for the intro and such is introduced in her workshop painting

- She canonically has a guardian angel named Mariposa who sometimes appears; Mariposa works under Malachi and her human disguise is Posie

- After leaving the nunnery the first thing she did was buy a trendy wardrobe like miniskirts, boots, she was happy she didn't have to were ultra-conservative attire anymore

- She has a pet doberman named angela who ironically hates everyone in town

- If vanessa wasn't with jason her next choice of love interest would've been Richard Maxwell

#canon x oc #oc: vanessa marbles #otp: hidden cafe #adventures in odyssey #adventures in odyssey radio show #aio #oc x canon

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polymathart · 5 years ago

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PolySpeaks: Cassandra x Rapunzel

“Plus Est En Vous” has left me a lot to think about. The love that Rapunzel, Eugene, and Cass all have for each other are just so special. I do not think I have ever seen or read of any story that illustrated such a deep level of love. I’ve always been cautious to see Rapunzel and Cassandra’s love as romantic. But I also have never been able to just label it as platonic or sisterly. I think I’ve finally come to terms with just exactly what the Series has shown me. It’s shown me a loving relationship deeper than most seen in media or written in literature.

These are all my own thoughts and don’t reflect the opinions of anyone else. I’m open to discussion, criticism, whether openly or privately.

Eugene: I think Eugene is pretty much straight. I don’t think I have seen much to indicate he has interest in anyone other than women. But he is confident and is not squeamish about close contact. He just has that suave, charming character that loves to flirt but not always in a romantic way.

Cassandra: I think I’ve finally been able to agree that Cassandra is bisexual and maybe demisexual. I think she just has more attraction and is more comfortable with women than men. I don’t think she is indifferent to men. I can see her liking a man with a big heart and a fearless soul. (Yes I ship Cassarian still but that’s not the focus here.) She definitely has affections for Rapunzel she has not yet fully recognized as romantic. But at the very least she has more love for Rapunzel than she does for anyone else in her life. When she started out, she saw Rapunzel just as someone who shared her struggles of making friends. She disliked Eugene not because he was with Rapunzel. She 1) had a job to do 2) thought he was nothing but a free-loading two-bit hood and 3) she just really liked hanging out with Rapunzel—possibly her very first real “friend.” As the Series goes on, I think Cassandra is not hurt or let down by Rapunzel considering her a “sister.” But she still feels like something just does not work right with that word, “sister.” By this point, she is not head over heels for Rapunzel, but she is extremely attached to her friend. She wants something deeper than “sister” but still does not call it romance. She just cares so much for Rapunzel in a soulmate-like way. Following her betrayal, Cassandra misses Rapunzel. She understands now that she does indeed have something in her heart for Rapunzel that is more than just “best friend” or “sister.” When she reconciles with Rapunzel, she does not call it romance but she definitely feels a love between her and Rapunzel that was even stronger and closer than she thought she would ever feel. She is not obsessed with Rapunzel in an unhealthy way, but she realizes that Rapunzel has truly become a huge part of her. She is in love not solely in a romantic way, but in a way that crosses definitions and levels of love. She just loves Rapunzel so much that she cannot name it. When she finally says “I love you, Raps,” I do not hear it as her flat out admitting she is romantically attracted. To me she just sounds like she is saying she loves Rapunzel, but the love she feels for her is too great to even specify as between her and her sister, lover, or best friend.

Rapunzel: Finally, I see Rapunzel as being pansexual, or maybe to be mor specific, panromantic demisexual. I doubt that when Rapunzel was growing up in her Tower, she ever saw gender as a part of romance. Rapunzel is naturally just so loving and so affectionate and so desiring of closeness that she does not care about gender. There is just so much love in her heart that she cannot direct it to a single type of person or relationship. That is why she is so quick to latch onto someone or sit next to someone or dance with someone. She had never grown up shy towards anyone. Yes she has shown some shyness when she met the Pub Thugs, but she casts it aside so very quickly. She does not value her own personal space as most people would do for their own. She is bursting with love and happiness that she cannot help but extend and share it with whoever she meets. I do not think she truly feels romantic attraction towards Cassandra as she does to Eugene, but she definitely has special affection for her. Similar to Cass, she knows that there is something more than just a sisterly, romantic, or even friendly love. She knows there is a deeper love she has for Cass than she has for most other people. And this is not to take anything away from Eugene. I believe she has just as much love for Eugene as she does for Cassandra.

Conclusion: I do not think Rapunzel or Cassandra value romance over genuine friendship. I still don’t want to use the word soulmate for the kind of love Cassandra and Rapunzel have for each other. I personally think there is no word to describe the love the two have for each other. There is just so much love they have for each other that romance is not enough to describe it. They both just love each other so much in such a deep way.

There is a word for this kind of love—the greatest form of love: unconditional. Not in a “no matter how awful you are, I will let you off the hook no matter what” kind of way. Instead, I think of their unconditional love as more “I love you so much. You have no clue how big of a part of my life you are. I love to the ends of the Earth and I just cannot stop loving you despite everything that happens. I want to enjoy life and experience everything this world has to offer with you. I want to share every last bit of joy and sorrow with you.” The way I see it, the love Cass and Raps have for each other includes romantic elements but ultimately goes far beyond just that. There’s just so much love they have for each other in their own special way. In a way, they are whole by themselves, but being together makes them even more whole.

TLDR: Cassandra is bisexual and more attracted to girls than guys but not opposed to guys. She is also slow to admitting feelings but quick to subconsciously showing feelings. Rapunzel is pansexual and is just full of so much love that she does not associate any specific gender when she thinks of romance. She is naturally open about her feelings and just as naturally open to showing her feelings. Cass is touchy around people she trusts. Rapunzel is touchy around everyone she values.

One more time: These are all my own personal opinions. This isn’t ghost written by anyone. I am open to any and all conversation about this topic. I am okay with criticism and discussion publicly or privately or anonymously.

Dominus vobiscum,

Polymath.

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wexhappyxfew · 4 years ago

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For Thirsty Thursday, what has been your favorite character relationships to write?

JULIANNE!!! hello!! i hope you are doing well and that your day has been lovely :) 💛

so, for this im going to pull 2 from sunshine soldier, because currently i dont want to give anything away for the soldier of stars!! :) thank u for this!!

Sunshine Soldier

Sunshine Soldier was my first ever fic I published anywhere, and it holds a very special place in my heart as does Charlotte Tarvers. Throughout the context of the story, there are many different relationships that Charlotte has with members of Easy Company, but I have to say my 2 favorites are her relationship with Ronald Speirs, and her relationship with Eugene Roe. Now, this was when I just had ideas and was just going with it and it worked and stuff, but she was a combat medic 🥰

PLATONIC - Eugene Roe and Charlotte Tarvers: Charlotte became a combat medic in Easy Company and her and Gene connected almost instantly because Charlotte was born in France before her parents decided it was only right to leave France and come to America for a better life. So, Charlotte grew up speaking French, and that is initially what bonded Gene and her together as well as Charlotte’s love for the medical field and saving people whether it be physcially, mentally or emotionally. She was always putting others before herself, she’d grown up that way.

Gene and Charlotte are my favorites for the platonic relationship of the book mainly because by the middle of the story, it is clear that they just get each other. Such as knowing when one is upset, or when they are genuinely, purely happy.

A pivotal scene is in Bastogne [Episode 6] where Gene has come back from Bastogne, hearing Smokey was paralized and he is sat upon a tree, doing that 1,000 yard stare. Charlotte herself is also struggling like Gene, but she puts Gene in front of her own worries, even as she grows sicker just to make sure that he is okay. She makes sure he eats, and he sleeps and he’s warm and that, without even having to talk, she tells him that she’ll always be there for him. Their relationship was very deep, personally to me, because they could respect each other, and get work done, but they also had fun together and Gene felt himself around her, because she was the Sunshine and had that effect on everyone. And they also brought out the best sides of one another, which I loved!!

Gene and Charlotte just truly were the people who didn’t need to be at each other’s side all the time to know what the other was thinking. One look and they read each other’s minds. In a way, their like Yin and Yang, completely each other, with the head and the heart. Gene was the head of the operation, firm, determined, soft-spoken with a quiet demeanor, while Charlotte was the heart, truly using her emotions to express herself and truly emote who she was but staying strong as a female and a woman who was looked up to as someone who saved lives along the front line.

I just really loved their Head/Heart relationship that ran together so well. I adored that :)

ROMANTIC - Ronald Speirs and Charlotte Tarvers:

THESE TWO. They were literally so fun to write and honestly so adorable to write.

Charlotte first met Ronald Speirs back in Toccoa when Sobel put her on night patrol the same time Speirs was on night patrol. And Charlotte, being Charlotte, was not one to listen to what others said about people, she figured everyone deserved proper first impressions instead of what was said. There was automatically that sort of chemistry that people kept looking back on it seemed.

Throughout the course of the war you see these two in different situations with each other, long enough to notice, like, oh so he’s admiring her righ now, or oh that was a flirty comment. Just little things like that bits of admiration, where you could see that Charlotte’s general attitude and character impressed Speirs to many heights. Even with just little moments of them passing by, or catching each other’s eye contact, they were always in the backs of each other’s minds, but war didn’t seem the place for romantic feelings.

Their relationship was very much a slow-burn, as it took the entire book really for them to acknowledge their feelings for each other, but they saw each other at their highs and their lows and still respected one another and were devoted to each other, which I adored because they complimented each other really well.

Like, Charlotte, a combat medic with a fever, running through Foy with a gun because she thought someone oughta save their asses. Ronald Speirs energy right there.

But they bring out different sides of each other. You want soft Speirs? Sunshine Soldier will give you soft Speirs. Charlotte brings out that gentle, cuddly and soft side of Speirs that I feel isn’t talked about widely. He may be a tough guy but he needs some love too :)

Speirs I feel brings on that even more loyal and trustworthy side of Charlotte in a way. Charlotte never believed any of the rumors about Speirs and she told him straight up, because well it’s Charlotte and she’ll be blunt. And Charlotte remained loyal to and continues to remain loyal to Speirs no matter what anyone else says because she knows who Speirs is, and she trusted him wholeheartedly, not matter what really.

Even though they are strong together as a couple, with high respect and loyalty and trust and caring love, they were strong alone in their own ways which I feel made them work. They had established to each other that they were strong and were worthy leaders, that were willing to let their guards down for one another. That led to them having a good relationship together because they knew themselves and became stronger together, which I LOVE!!

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thank you julianne!! this was really fun, i was able to show my thought process, a shortened one, of two of my favorite relationships from sunshine soldier. maybe i can do one for the soldier of stars soon!! :) 💛💛 lovely question!!

#julianne!!#sunshine soldier #gene and charlotte #ron and charlotte

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rainyday-deer · 5 years ago

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One more question... What do you like about Hector and Rapunzel? 😍💝

As a ship?? OHO BOY

So like-- First off, I do try to make it pretty obvious about why I like them in the lil scribbly scenarios I do for them, and the kind of dynamic I can see them having. Most of what I do isn’t even explicitly shippy, and can easily be read as a friendship. Which is a big thing for me, tbh. I want to make it seem plausible that these two could be friends, and then have them grow into something else.

I will be forward-- I really enjoy Heroine/Antagonist ships, especially for Rapunzel. Anyone who has followed me long enough, or knows me well enough, knows this to be true. I enjoy enemies to friends to lovers. It’s a very fun dynamic, and figuring out how it could work is a fun past-time lmao

A lot of this is based on context clues, speculation, and headcanons though, since Hector wasn’t touched on in depth in the show. C’est la vie.

Hector’s pretty interesting too, since while he’s an antagonist, he’s not necessarily a straight up bad guy. He’s doing what he thinks is right, even if it’s in an incredibly extreme manner. He believes he’s helping to keep the world safe, by keeping the moonstone a secret, and keeping everyone away from the dark kingdom. He could not have given less of a shit about Rapunzel, or the fact she MIGHT be the sundrop. Hell, he looks INCREDIBLY unimpressed with her when he finally gets close.

That said, when he shows up again, he’s still willing to fight on her side because it’s the right thing to do. It kind of reiterates that NO, he’s not a bad guy.

And that’s kind of the crux for me. Rapunzel has won over arguably worse people. The Pub Thugs were unapologetic thugs (and remained that way, even when chasing their dreams). Rapunzel won over Stalyan, who wasn’t above letting her father poison someone so she could force Eugene into marriage. Var and Cass both kind of count too; She forgave them after they BOTH committed treason and attempted murder because they were angry with her. She’s a very loving person who wants to see the best in people, and I don’t think Hector would be an exception.

And like-- They’re actually kind of similar. They’ve both got the long periods of isolation thing going for them. They both love animals (Did you see how Hector was comforting his Rhino?? He loves him, end of story), and they’re both incredibly loyal to the people they care about (arguably to extreme lengths). All these traits manifest in different ways, but they’re there. Sort of like a strange reflection of the other.

Even visually I kind of feel like they contrast against each other in a really pleasant way-- But that’s more of a personal opinion.

Also! There’s one subversion about them that is interesting (to me personally):

Rapunzel is technically more caught up in the world than Hector is. Rapunzel’s had about 2-3 years to learn about the modern world around her. New books, inventions, politics. She knows about most, if not all, of it. Hector’s knowledge is outdated, given his longer period of isolation. You’d think he’d be the more worldly one, and in some ways he is, but that doesn’t change the fact that Rapunzel is the one most up to date, so in a weird way, a little more knowledgeable.

Not about everything, mind you, but it’s an interesting note imo.

On a more emotional side: It’s pretty well regarded by Hector stans that he’s touch starved. Arguably, he’s a little socially and emotionally stunted too-- And so is Rapunzel! BUT, she’s a lot more willing to reach out and be compassionate. She’s genuine about it, and given their few similarities, I do think Hector would be willing to at least hear her out. And she does get it, which in turn, means he gets her too. I feel like they’d be able to notice easier if and when the other is overwhelmed.

(Also also on the touch starved thing: Rapunzel is a cuddlebug. She’s touchy. Hector would get SO many hugs, arm touches, kisses, etc)

Striking on the opposites thing though-- Hector is probably standoffish and grouchy with strangers. Rapunzel wants to be everyone’s friend and be liked. I feel like they’d help each other balance it out. Rapunzel would encourage Hector to try and make friends, and he might try to help her let it go and chill out if someone doesn’t like her (Because, lbr, she does struggle with it a lot.) Rapunzel is very forgiving. Hector is arguably more stingy with forgiveness and earning trust back (Not that he can’t-- He didn’t kill Adira, after all). They’d have a yin-yang dynamic, I think.

So I guess the bottom line is just... I think they’d have some interesting interactions, and I think their dynamic could be a lot of fun, be it romantic or platonic.

#;Anon #this turned into a ramble I'm sorry #;Raptor #HectorPunz #Anonymous

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flystrue · 5 years ago

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⌠ aubrey joseph. cismale. he/him. ⌡❝ — well, look who’s just arrived ! if it isn’t the one and only eugene lane. though, around here they’re known as the obsequious. don’t tell ‘em i said this but the twenty two year old mechanic kinda has a reputation of being self - critical and acquiescent. but y’know, they can be magnanimous and conscientious too. typical aries. anyways, welcome home and stay safe gene ! ❞

let’s rock & roll buckerOOS here is a v long intro bc i got rlly ! excited ! abt this rp ! i’m nae ( twenty , she /her , acst / from good ol’ australia ! ) and i’ll be playing eugene lane , whom you can learn more abt below !

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬.

full name : eugene anthony lane .

nickname / alias : gene .

age : twenty two .

gender / pronouns : cismale , he / him .

sexual / romantic orientation : bisexual / biromantic .

hometown : born & raised in misty hollow , connecticut , babey !

occupation : mechanic .

could be compared to : grizz visser from the society , monty green from the 100 , rio from money heist .

𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲.

eugene lane : you’re born in a run - down trailer , broken blinds & shattered kitchenware . born to two parents , one of which is nothing but an absent shadow in your life , and another who carries an edge like knives ━ you’re born on the wrong side of the tracks , but you’re not born there alone . you’re sister is born several minutes before you , and she will stand steadfast by your side throughout every up and down , she will always be there to be your pillar of strength , and that is more than enough love to survive on ━ you are brought up rough , and not just in that busted up trailer park : you blend into the back of classrooms to avoid all the sneers & pestering , but teachers see you , they remember who you are . they say you’ve got a decent brain in that head of yours , something valuable , something to be harnessed into greatness . they say all your opportunities are waiting for you just around the bend ━ it’s a nice dream , although you fail to see your own potential . for now , you have your gadgets & odd science experiments , selling exam answers & reports to students under the bleachers promising A’s , and that’s enough .

the household is a tense one , and your mom & sister fight A LOT : your mom is intolerable and cruel , and your sister is a spitfire that is easily ignited & not easily extinguished ━ you do your best to keep out of your mother’s vengeful path , even if it means looking away when your sister needs you most , even if it means cowering . you are not a fighter , you do not raise your fists or your tone : you prefer the road less bound for conflict , to speak softer & use gentler palms . your father , when he’s around , has said this is weakness : too passive , too eager , but gene can’t see a fault in being kinder than most .

highschool graduation is a sigh of relief , no longer hassled & tormented by peers that you tried and tried to gain respect from . BUT NOW WHAT ? you are at the very bottom of the food - chain , and you have been brought up with nothing but the tendency to only see your faults ━ somehow , you’re offered apprenticeship at a local automobile mechanic in exchange for free labor ━ not ideal when you’re seeking to pull your own weight in that new apartment with your sister that neither can really afford . but you make it work , you take up odd jobs wherever you can find them : drip ‘n dry laundromat , the hollow diner , even your very own from home computer repair business that never really takes off , but it pulls enough to get by until you can navigate your way under a hood , enough to say : THIS IS ALL ME , eugene lane did this ! and that is enough .

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 & 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .

first and foremost .... he Baby ..... GOD he really does have a big heart !!!! cares abt people a HECK ton !!! everything he does is for his sister + those he loves / befriends !!!

v self critical of himself tho like ... he’s constantly doubting himself and his ability's even though !!!! he’s v smart !!! if u ever need help with anything techy , he’s ur man !

loves his job ... sm ... he fuckin LOVES tinkering with stuff . although he’s really only been an official automobile mechanic for abt a year or so ?? will flip out over cars tho .. he’ll ramble ALL DAY abt his opinions on different manufacturers .

he gives off grandpa vibes ... he hardly curses & he’s in bed by 9 ... yes he watches soap operas in his spare time , and what abt it .

will Never snap back at anyone EVER . he will 100 % always back down from confrontation . the only time he has ever stepped ! tf ! up ! was when he was in his late teens & he ... lost oop . he got rlly badly injured ( permanent hearing loss in his right ear . )

strangely tho ?? he is weirdly CALM abt all this murder stuff . he’ll be like ‘ yeah that’s kinda Freaky , huh ’ but then 5 mins later he’ll be out Walkin’ down dark alley’s or taking in hitch - hikers : /

but he’s also this vine when it comes to anything Creepy

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 .

gonna get my homies mood rings so i know when they need a hug : bad boys bad boys .. . whatcha gonna’ do .. . whatcha gonna do when they come 4 u .... i want a BROTP for him !! YESTERDAY !! bonus points if it’s like a dumb boy band squa d

u was my fuckin’ cinnamon apple : ok i’m kinda’ picturing that .... on / off type relationship ?? they are constantly a are they / aren’t they situation bc one second they’re all over each other and the next they refuse 2 speak to each other .

a strictly platonic gal pal : just a gal that he is genuinely friends with ?? not to get my nerdy pants on but ..... hermione granger / harry potter type deal ?? pls he needs it ... I NEED IT

break his heart i dare u : he’s such a sentimentalist that he grows attached to ppl v quickly so mayb it was first just a fling ?? or mayb a highschool crush gone wrong ?? maybe he’s CURRENTLY crushing on them and they’re gonna’ try and let him down easy BUT

a GIRLFRIEND / BOYFRIEND ?? : just gonna throw it out there ... bc who knows ! he’d be a good boyfriend ... he would open doors 4 u & giv u ..... all his undevoted love and undivided attention ALWAYS .

a bad influence : gene is a goody goody , so this person would probably be pushin him outside his comfort zone ?? ━ maybe they’ve manipulated him in a way ?? got him to do their bidding ?? or mayb he’s just followin them around & tryin’ to keep up w / their shenanigans ??

let’s tell each other secrets , ill go first ... i Hat e u : kinda picturing someone he clashed with in highschool ?? but mayb even someone who just gives him a hard time OR MAYB the person he fought with that last tim e ??

and literally anything else !! pls plot with me ... i lo v e u

#misty.intro #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i only Proof Read this ... once instead of my usual 342 times so we ... so we aint gonna' talk abt it dsffgjk #also tags pl S WORK i Beg

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rinusagitora · 5 years ago

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The love, lead, and the undead.

Fandom: Monster Prom

Characters: Vicky Schmidt, Damien LaVey, Brian Yu, Oz, Zoe

Pairings: Brian/Damien/Vicky, Oz/Zoe, platonic Brian/Oz/Zoe

Words: 3.9k

Summary: Canon divergent. Chapter 2/?. WARNINGS— smut, alcoholism, depression, mentions of csa, childhood abuse, medical horror; After Damien and Vicky share a night of passion, trouble brews.

Home was supposed to feel cozy and lived-in.

Vicky vaguely remembered her childhood with her mom and sisters. That was home. She remembered her biweekly visitation with her dad too. His home was cold and smelled like dog urine and beer. His car smelled like cold metal, and then it smelled like a gas fire after he wrapped it around a pole. She remembered the smell of her dad's breath as he screamed at her to buckle up, like putrefaction. She remembered what her blood smelled like when her head collided with the dashboard.

Since the accident, she hadn't felt at home. Gary was the man who reanimated Vicky. His lab was hard and cold. He was never really affectionate towards her. Once Gary died of mercury poisoning, his brother Eugene took her in, and that was never home, not after the things he did to her. Even Vicky’s apartment wasn't home.

She wasn't ready to stay in a place so hollow.

"Can you stay the night?" Vicky asked. Damien walked her home after they loitered on campus several hours after the school day ended.

"Yeah. My dads won't mind."

Vicky guided Damien inside and he kicked off his shoes by the door. "This is cute," he complimented.

"Do you want something to drink?"

"Booze?"

"Wassail?"

"Is… is that booze?"

Vicky forgot he didn't celebrate Christmas. "I'll get you some whiskey."

"Thanks, babe."

Vicky returned with two glasses of single malt whiskey. When she sat next to Damien, he crossed his legs and gazed upon her. "So, bank robbery. What got you into that?"

"I like being independent. It'd hard juggling school and my social life when I need to pay rent. Robbery is a huge payout every couple of weeks, so I can cover my bills and have plenty extra to play around with," she explained. "Vera is a fantastic partner as well. I wouldn't get half as much as I do without her."

"Are you guys, like, friends? Does Vera even have friends?"

"I feel like she’s my friend," she said. "If we’re asking questions, though, why are you going to a public school? You're the motherfucking prince of Hell. I'm sure there are a plethora of academics at your dads’ disposal that could instruct you better than any of our teachers. You’d probably learn stuff that would be more relevant to ruling over Hell.”

"I wanted to go to school up here. It's not that I feel out of place, but it's refreshing not constantly feeling like people are sucking up to me up here for their own benefit. I prefer being sucked up to for being feared."

"I'm sure you'd rather be sucked off."

His face darkened with his blush. "Well, yes, but… God, you are forward."

Vicky was pretty forward. As curious as she was about Damien's other love interest, she hoped to avoid those heavy topics so soon. But she was bored, and she was a whore, so the obvious solution was to fuck.

She set her whiskey aside, and Damien downed the remainder of his. She crawled on top of him. She kissed him, kissed across his jaw, and scraped her teeth against his earlobe. Damien purred. With one hand, he pulled her back to his lips. He licked her lips with his broad tongue. When he slipped inside, he massaged the roof of her mouth. He pulled her shirt up to her shoulders and she pulled away from him to undress and discard her clothing.

"You're gorgeous," he said. He stroked the underside of her breasts. Vicky bit her lip and smiled down at him. "These are amazing. No wonder you're so popular," he told her with a fistful of her breasts in hand.

Vicky pried Damien's hands off her chest and kissed his neck. She kissed down his neck, his collarbone, his chest, his belly. His hips bucked when she licked his erection through his pants.

"Fuck," he groaned. He unbuttoned his pants, and then lifted his hips so Vicky easily slipped his pants off. She held his erection in one hand as she languidly licked up his shaft. She tasted his precum on his head. When she slipped it into her mouth and lapped at the opening, his fingers combed through her hair. She swallowed him down to his base, where she smelled his sweat on his bladder. His breath rattled in his lungs. She only bobbed a handful of times before he grasped her chin and the back of her head, which effectively pinned her in place, and fucked her face. It touched her voice box, she gurgled, and it was delightful. She held his thighs to prevent from touching herself.

His thigh muscles quivered as he pulled out. Saliva and precum dripped onto Vicky’s chin. She smiled up at him. “You’re a freak, babe,” he hoarsed.

“Fuck me,” Vicky mewled. Damien vanished her pants and underwear like a magician. He dropped her legs over his shoulders, and held one of her quads as he positioned himself. Vicky’s moan echoed through her apartment. He was so long, he continuously massaged the nerve endings inside of her, and it made her legs spasm around his neck.

“God,” he groaned, “you’re amazing. I’m gonna fuck you into oblivion.”

“Like a toy?” she whined. Like a pretty doll he took everywhere. She wanted to be wanted by him so badly.

“Like a toy,” he concurred. He grabbed the arm of her sofa and pounded her unmercifully. It was like he hammered heat and bliss into her gut and it crept up to her chest and face. Her chest heaved. She ran her fingers through Damien’s silky hair. He kissed her palm, and when her hand drifted down his jaw, he caught two of her fingers in his mouth. He parted her pointer and middle fingers with his tongue and licked the webbing between them like he did when he wanted to be a crass, nasty bastard. As juvenile and stupid as it was, it pushed Vicky closer to the edge, like all he wanted was to lay between her legs and eat her like a lollipop.

Damien grunted. His thrusts became sloppy. With his eyes glued to her, he pumped her full of his seed. She watched him finish with a patient smile. He was so cute when he climaxed.

“Holy shit,” he breathed as he pulled his flaccid cock out of her. His cum coated him. It oozed onto her thighs. He pulled her lips open and watched it flow. When he looked back up at her, he had that awful, shit-eating grin that always went straight to her groin, and then said, “I’m gonna clean you up, baby.”

Vicky was helpless against his whims. She only whimpered as he scooted down to her pussy like a dream come true.

First, Damien licked up her. She covered her warm face. Already, he was so wonderful, overwhelming, fantastical. Three licks into his prize, a prize because Vicky felt as golden as a trophy, his pointed tongue pressed on. He lapped up his cum like a hungry cat, he even plunged inside and sucked it out. When he finished, he did a slow, torturous victory lap up to her clitoris that made her beg.

She grabbed his horn and pulled him against her crotch as hard as she possibly could have. He seemed to enjoy it. Damien pushed his fingers into her, and then he hooked them against the roof of her canal, and in conjunction with his oral treatment, it made her squirm and press herself against him, unable to conjure the means to tell him to go harder, faster.

“I love you, Damien,” Vicky finally gasped as her fingers ran through his silky hair, “please keep going!”

Damien picked up the pace. Her legs clenched around his impish ears. Vicky was helpless, because Damien was a fucking expert and her own whorishness worked against her. Her chest locked up. It was like she was overcome with a tidal wave of heat and loveliness.

Vicky helplessly laid as her chest heaved. Down and down she went, until she finally rolled her eyes forward to meet Damien's face on her chest. He wiped cum off his chin and then kissed her. "You're pretty metal, babe,” he said, “you held out for awhile."

"I have experience," she said. "Can we go lay down? This isn't the best place for post-coital snuggling."

Damien pulled Vicky to her feet. Inside her bedroom, she fell onto her bed, blissful and sated, secure in Damien's arms. Vera told her time and time that her relationship with men wasn't healthy, and Vicky knew her self-esteem was fueled by whoever her partner happened to be. But Vicky was an addict. She couldn't help herself.

"I love you, Vicky," Damien told her, as his fingertips traced her side.

She smiled. "I love you too, Damien," and all was well with the world.

---

Vicky and Damien went to school together, hand-in-hand, until Vera and Liam caught them together, and whisked her away to gossip.

“Sweet mother of god,” Liam said as they power walked to the back of campus, “did you guys spend the night together?"

“Yes,” Vicky replied.

“Like, in your bed?”

“... yeah. He’s my boyfriend. The loveseat isn’t long enough for him to sleep on to begin with. That’d be like stuffing a banana into a really tiny tupperware container, or a croc in a storm drain.”

“Where the hell do you come up with these comparisons? You know what? Never mind, I don’t want to know,” Liam said. “Let’s rewind. First of all, I wanna know how all this happened. I’ve known Damien for a couple of years now and I don’t think he’s been with anyone who he’s come to school with.”

“Oh boy. I’ve been trying to get this to happen for awhile now, so I’ll give you the condensed version. Apparently, we liked each other, and were just too stubborn to talk about it until Vera made us talk about it yesterday.”

Vera sighed. “You know that’s not it.”

“Well, we did it last night,” Vicky replied.

"Wait, what? Mother of God, you two work fast. Was it any good?"

"It was fantastic," Vicky sighed wistfully. "He lasted forever, first of all. But he was so good. He finished in me, and then he got in there and cleaned it up with his mouth."

"Oh. Oh wow, that's hot," Liam mumbled.

"That… that is actually really hot, but that wasn't what I meant."

“Vera, are you talking about Damien’s polyamory?” Liam asked.

Apparently everyone but Vicky knew about it. “I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. "When we talked about it yesterday, it really stressed him out."

"Vicky…" Vera sighed, "I understand you don't want to make him uncomfortable, but you need to ask him about this. You deserve to know."

The way Vera talked about it, like Damien was a diseased whore and Vicky needed his bill of health, put her on edge. "We can talk about it when he's ready. I don't mind sharing Damien, and if it's someone likable enough, I might even partake myself. But this is something that really upsets him when he has to talk about it."

Vera stopped in front of Vicky, arms crossed over her chest and a look as stony as her victims. "You're his fucking girlfriend," Vera said. "I don't care if it makes him uncomfortable. You deserve his honesty. He doesn't get to pull the mysterious boyfriend shit like he's the love interest from a young adult novel, you two are partners, and he has to behave as such. No secrets. No beating around the bush."

"You're not being fair to Damien. He's not trying to hide things from Vicky. He's not the brightest, most socially skilled guy, but he's a good friend," Liam said.

"Is it fair to Vicky that she has to wonder who this other guy is?"

"That's enough," Vicky snapped. "I see your point Vera. I'll ask him about who else he's interested in, but I'm not gonna push. I know you're implying he might be keeping other partners a secret. But I trust Damien. He hasn't given me a reason to distrust him in the last year I've known him. He's sweet, he's just more awkward than he likes to let on, like Liam said. But I know you guys are just looking out for me, so I'll keep you guys in the loop. We'll talk about it if there's something that's setting off alarm bells for you."

Vera gritted her teeth. "Fine. Out of respect for you, I'll stand down. Just remember you deserve only the best."

"Thank you," Vicky replied with a grateful smile.

---

Oz’s goo churned. He wondered what made him so nervous. Everything was so peaceful, and Zoe hummed atonally as she scribbled in her notebook.

“Zoe,” Oz whispered, “do you feel like something terrible is going to happen?”

“I don’t feel like much of anything right now,” she replied. “Are you okay? Oz?”

He exhaled. His eyes went dark.

And then Oz was in a lab. Rather, it was like he watched through a fisheye lens from his chest. He folded saran wrap around kilos of cocaine. He didn’t care much for coke, he certainly wanted nowhere near a coke house to begin with.

“Put your fucking hands up!”

His head whipped up. Oz saw the spiral of the rifle’s barrel and then a flash.

He trembled. He tasted cotton candy and he was fucking exhausted.

“Oz!” Zoe bled into his vision like water color. “Oh my god, Oz, are you okay? You started convulsing and speaking in tongues, and as hot as that was---”

“Stop, Zoe,” Oz groaned. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. “Fuck, my head hurts.”

“Oz, what the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know,” he said as he massaged between his eyes. “I was… I was in this lab wrapping drugs, and then I think I was shot point blank.”

“Oh my god, that’s horrible,” Zoe said. “That’s so vivid…. I thought you were just having a seizure because of my awesome fic. I think you had a premonition, though. At least that's how my premonitions have been happening since I've inhabited this form. Our friends could be in danger, we have to investigate this.”

Oz held his head. Zoe was right, but he was scared. What if they were too late? As old as Oz was, he wasn’t omnipotent.

---

For hours, Vicky pondered Vera’s argument. Vera, of course, was right. She didn’t know much about Damien’s love life to begin with. The more Vicky thought about it, the more it seemed like something that they should have discussed from the get-go.

Still, she was nervous. She picked at her dinner. Damien had already gone through three servings and the only thing Vicky had done with her food is turned it into a weird, macerated pile of pasta and beef.

"Are you gonna eat that?" he asked.

Vicky pushed her plate towards Damien. "No. You're welcome to it."

"This stroganoff is fucking awesome. Why don't you bring your own lunch? Fuck, I'd stab a dozen of our classmates for this shit. This is almost as good as my dad's cooking."

"Really?" she said. Damien nodded as he shovelled more pasta down the hatch. "Y'know, I'd like some help with the dishes."

"Sure thing."

They stood next to each other, and Damien happily whistled an army cadence. "You know," Damien began, "I never really thought I'd like this domestic shit. I know my dads defrag at home, where everything is simpler than impending war. I just didn't think I'd be like them."

"I assume you're a lot like your dads. You got your sweetness from somewhere," Vicky said.

"Same goes for my violent streak." They wrapped up. Damien flicked his wet fingers into the sink. "Y'know, I've been wondering how you died for awhile now. You're so… I don't know, homely, I guess? But you're stitched to shit. It's like someone popped your head into another body."

"That's pretty much exactly how that happened. My dad drank heavily. He got into a car accident and I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I don't remember much after that until my dad's great uncle, who was a… geneticist, I think, reanimated me."

"How come we've never met him? Actually, why do you even live alone? You're only in high school."

"Gary, the man who reanimated me, died six years ago."

"So you've been living on your own for six years?"

"No." Vicky's talons sunk into her wash cloth. "Gary's brother Eugene took me in. I moved out two years ago."

Two years too little. Eugene still felt close by. She still felt his hands on her shoulders and his cum on her clothes. Her backside stung. She wanted to throw up.

"Vicky?" Damien's voice sounded distant. She rocked in place, the entire world oscillated. She wobbled over to the couch and laid down.

Vicky was still dead in a lot of ways. She had a home, and was still homeless. She had friends, yet she had no family. Vicky was happy, on the outside. On the inside was a violent maelstrom of taint and cum and self-loathing that violently pummeled her.

"Vera, I don't know what to do. Vicky and I were talking about this Eugene guy and she completely checked out. I-I don't think she can even hear me right now…. Yeah, I'll pass you over. I just need a second."

Damien clasped Vicky's shoulder. "Babe?" he said, "Vera wants to talk to you."

Vicky gingerly held his phone against her ear. "Hello?"

"Hi, sweetie. Are you safe?"

"No."

"Who hurt you?"

"Eugene is still here," Vicky said. "He never left. He recycles everything in my dreams. I wish I had died that day."

"Where is Eugene now? Is he still at your place?"

"I don't think so."

"Did Damien help him hurt you?"

"I don't know who Damien is."

"He's a friend, okay? You can trust him. I need your help, though. Can you breathe with me for a minute?"

"Okay."

"I'm going to count to seven. Inhale for me." Vera counted. Vicky breathed in. "Hold it… now exhale until I count to seven." Vicky exhaled. "Now, rub your arms, Vicky. Rub the couch. What does the couch feel like?"

"It's kinda coarse. But not in an itchy way."

"Okay. What color are Damien's eyes?"

Vicky's eyes met with Damien's. They were gold, in a sad way. He looked worried. "They're yellow," she said.

"What else is yellow there?"

"The throw pillow. The one that's got braids on it. The kitchen has a yellow ladle. Well, the handle is yellow, the bowl is stained since I didn't rinse it off when I had tomato soup a couple months ago."

"Gross," Vera laughed. "Okay. One more thing. What do you hear?"

"I think my ears are ringing. No, that's an ambulance. Did you call an ambulance?"

"No. They're just passing by. How do you feel?"

Vicky sat up. "Present," she said.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?"

She looked into Damien's eyes. He seemed reserved. Vicky got the feeling he was conflicted. She hadn't had an episode like that in months, and Damien deserved an explanation.

"I do, but I'll fill you in later," Vicky said.

"Okay. I'll talk to you later."

Vicky returned Damien's phone. "What the fuck was that?" Damien asked.

"Look… I have issues left over from the accident. Sometimes, I think back to it and I completely implode."

"Implode is about right. Is all that really from your accident?"

Vicky frowned. Why did her issues have to be so apparent that she had to bare her soul to everyone? All Vicky wanted was peace. But no, Damien had to pick and pry and fucking prod.

"It's in the past. I don't have to talk about it."

"You don't--- fuck, it's clearly not in the motherfucking past if you're still freaking out about it!"

"Fine!" Vicky snapped, "you want to know the truth? My dad beat the living shit out of me. I got three broken ribs, a broken finger, and a concussion before they divorced. Despite all this evidence, my dad managed to bail himself out and get weekend visitations un-fucking-supervised. He drank like a fucking racoon, and when he got drunk, he got madder! He unbuckled me and threw me against the dash when I was giving him lip. When I struggling to get away, he swerved into a fucking pole and I went through the windshield!"

"And of course, his damn uncle is a freak and had to bring me back for his precious research. I was tied to a table for years before he died. I was gonna starve on that table. But then Eugene saved me. But everything comes at a motherfucking price. I had to make sure his house was clean and he was jerked off. Day after day, and nobody helped me! No, you all just think this is an amazing survival story. I'm dying inside, and you all get to sit down and forget about it the second you leave my company. So I don't want to fucking talk about it anymore."

Vicky was so mad, her vision blurred. Her hair stood on end, and she shook like she clung to the ceiling of a steep fall. Damien was taken aback. He was probably mad. Vicky just wanted him gone, though. He was like everyone else. He picked at her wounds.

"Vicky," he whispered.

"Leave!" she boomed. "You're like everyone else. You don't care about me."

"Don't you ever say that!" he screamed. "I love you so much, it hurts, and it hurts even more knowing the pain you've been through." He grabbed her by her shoulders and threw her into his embrace. "I would kill hundreds of people if it made you happy," he said.

Vicky tried to shove him off her. "Let go of me," she barked, "get the hell out of my house!"

"No. I'm staying here."

Vicky hit his kidney. Damien's hold loosened as he crumpled to the floor. "No! You don't get to pick at my wounds and keep your own damn secrets. Get out of my house, you edgy, self-absorbed bastard!"

"Fuck!" Damien cursed. "It's Brian, okay? But that doesn't fucking matter to me right now. You're hurting and it's at least partially my fault. You're fucking right. I'm not the most sensitive guy, but I love you so much, I would do anything for you, absolutely anything. I'm going to fix what I did wrong. I'm going to stay with you, even after you move past this."

Vicky was at a loss for words. She began to cry. She joined Damien on the floor, and then she lifted his shirt to look where she hit him. There was a fist-sized bruise there, the color of blueberries. "I'm sorry," she wept. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Damien sighed. "I'm okay." Damien sat up a grunt, exhaled harshly, and then hugged her like she was tiny and fragile. "It's okay. We're okay, baby."

She held him so tightly. He was slender. He was sturdy. "It's not okay. I said terrible things. I hit you."

"It's fine. It gave me wood, so we're even."

Vicky laughed. "Okay." She wiped her eyes. "I love you. I was just scared. And it hurts. It always hurts."

"I want to make your hurt go away. I know that I can't though. I'm here to comfort you, though. I'll always protect you."

Damien held the back of her neck. It seemed like forever that she stared into his eyes. Time was weird for Vicky. But she didn't particularly care, because Damien kissed her like she was sweet and fragile and priceless.

#monster prom #vicky schmidt #damien lavey #brian yu #oz monster prom #zoe monster prom #brian/damien/vicky #oz/zoe #platonic brian/oz/zoe #this is twice now I've posted this fic to the wrong blog

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tshepiso-reads-books · 5 years ago

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I Fully Understand The Hype | The Diviners by Libba Bray

Started: November 16th, 2019

Finished: November 24th, 2019

Despite the fact that it took me an unbelievably long time to finish I had a rip-roaring time reading The Diviners [Goodreads} . This spooky paranormal read was filled with equal parts atmosphere and charm and I would highly recommend it to anyone looking for a fun YA read.

Our primary protagonist in The Diviners is seventeen year old Evie O’Neill, a whip smart flapper with her eyes on notoriety. After an unfortunate incident in her hometown of Zenith, Ohio Evie is sent to live with her bachelor uncle, Will in Manhattan. Almost immediately after her arrival Evie worms her way into the hunt of an occult serial killer Naughty John and uses her skills of psychometry and boundless charm to unravel the paranormal mystery.

The Diviners is filled with great characters. While Evie is the primary protagonist of our narrative, we also closely follow five other characters: Memphis Campbell, Theta Knight, Mabel Rose, Jericho Jones, and Sam Lloyd. All of these characters are richly rendered and compelling enough to carry their slice of the narrative. What’s great about Bray’s character writing is her ability to capture the unique vulnerabilities that make the core of all our characters. I was able to easily connect with each of them because of their engaging personalities and depth of their characterisation. While Bray didn’t spend equal time with each of the teens (that would have made for one hell of a slog) she still managed to create six memorable characters, which is a feet deserving of praise

I adored the relationships developed in this novel (both platonic and romantic) . The book was filled to the brim with hilarious dialogue that made every group scene a fun time. I appreciated the quiet moments between characters; those scenes in particular revealed interesting facets to our protagonists and made me believe their growing friendships. My favorite character interactions were definitely between Evie and Mabel, I adore these two’s friendship so much. I wouldn’t go into The Diviners for romance because it’s certainly a background element to the plot (though shout out to Theta and Memphis for having the most adorable meet-cute). I can tell Bray is setting up a lot of romantic conflict so it’s gonna be a fun time watching that unravel.

The mystery in this novel was intensely compelling. Because we get the concurrent perspective of our antagonist, Naughty John, The Diviners isn’t hinged on figuring out the mystery of who the serial killer is. The atmosphere works to build a sense of pure dread and anticipation in the audience. Bray establishes the ominous tone throughout the novel so well because of her omniscient third person narration. She intersperses asides that have a birds eye view of the conflict that both give her story scope as well has imbue the story with a sinister presence.

I adored how deeply political this novel was. The Diviners is often praised for its diversity in its cast, we have a fantastic plethora of minorities in this book including black, jewish, immigrant, and gay characters throughout. I don’t often see people talking about how integral a refutation of bigotry is to the plot of the novel. The racism and xenophobia of 1926 is baked into the plot and setting of The Diviners in a way that never felt like lip service or set dressing, but pointed and relevant. The fact that the antagonist of this story is supported by a rising white supremacist movement hits hard in the context of 2019. I’m not even capturing the depth and breath of this but the thesis of Bray’s point can be summed up in this one quote:

“When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear”

The 1920s is an often glamorised period of history, people love the flappers and the cinema. Bray brings to light the ugliness of the time in an important way and reminds us that the 1920s was also a time of eugenics and xenophobia and in bringing that to light speaks to the bigotry of America today.

Stars 🌟🌟🌟🌟

The Diviners was pure joy to read. I fully understand the hype and I will promptly be binging the rest of the series once King of Crows comes out in February.

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Content warning: sexual assault (IPV), animal abuse

#The Diviners #Libba Bray #YA #Fantasy #YA Fantasy #I don't think i mentioned in this book how much i adore jericho jones #he is my precious bean and i will protect him at all costs

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upperstories · 6 years ago

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quasimodo! and/or rapunzel!

Both? BOTH! Both is good.

Soft Headcanons for Quasimodo and Rapunzel!

what they smell like

-Quasimodo smells mostly like Notre Dame; stone, dust, cantles, etc. He also smells faintly of wood varnish, cedar wood, and chestnut, from all his work carving.

-Rapunzel smells like lavender, paint, and hazelnut. She’s not too fond of eating hazelnuts, but after nearly 18 years of hazelnut soup, the smell never really comes off her.

what their favorite smells in the world are

-Quasimodo loves all kinds of smells. After spending nearly all of his life in Notre Dame, many things are new and exciting for him, especially morning markets. Filled with people, sights, sounds, and smells. He especially loves passing by bakeries, filled with fresh bread and pastries. His favorite smell though, ironically, is the early morning fresh air that breeze through the belltowers. It’s especially refreshing after a rainstorm or after finishing his before-dawn chores.

-Rapunzel has always loved the smell of home-cooked meals, but nothing quite beats the moments she’s caught Eugene cooking breakfast. They smell especially wonderful when he surprises her with breakfast in bed.

what pajamas they wear/what they wear to sleep in

-Quasimodo doesn’t have many worldly possessions, both because of his faith and because Frollo just… failed to provided above the bare minimum of care, so he’ll either just sleep in his green tunic from the day before (sans the belt, tights, and shoes, or… he’ll sleep in the buff. He might still be self conscious about how he looks, but at night there’s no one around to see his disfigured form, so it’s not so bad.

-Rapunzel has a wide variety of nightgowns to choose from now that she’s a princess, but more often then not, she prefers to steal one of Eugene’s tunics and sleep in that instead.

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

-Quasimodo and Rapunzel because this kind of applies to both of them lol: I actually like quite a few ships with Quasi! It’s hard to pic a fav. I like QuasixEsmerelda, QuasixPeobus, QuasixRapunzel, QuasixEugene, QuasixClopin, QuasixEsmereldaxPhoebus, and QuasixRapunzelxEugene. I just general love imagining Quasi getting a lot of love ;u; Soooo here’s some headcanons for all of them!

-Quasi/Esmerelda: Esmerelda likes to accompany Quasi through the morning markets or festivals, and always encourages him to go without his hood over his face. It takes a few tries to get him to show his face, but in the end Esme wins out. She always rewards his courage with a kiss on the cheek.

-Quasi/Phoebus: Phoebus likes to bring Quasimodo out drinking with him and watching the fun enfold, not because he likes Quasimodo get drunk, but because he likes watching the hunchback out-drink other poor haughty sods. Since Quasi grew up around communal wine, he can basically hold his own for ten rounds before feeling it, something most other stubborn fools don’t expect from the quiet little guy.

-Quasi/Rapunzel: They’ll spend hours together, working on personal craft projects, quietly focused. Rapunzel is a lot more fidgetty and openly affectionate than Quasi allows himself to be, while Quasi will usually stay in one seated position for hours on end, and he’ll get so distracted with his models or mobiles that he won’t notice Rapunzel’s been painting little murals on his arms until she starts giggling.

-Quasi/Eugene: When Quasi made a wooden figurine of Eugene and Rapunzel, Eugene was completedly and utterly shocked that Quasi actually got his nose right. (Quasi later admitted that it took him several tries, as he kept accidentally chipping the nose off.)

-Quasi/Clopin: Clopin likes roping Quasimodo into his various schemes, especially if they involve his routine street puppet shows. Since Quasi is good friends with one of his regular customers (the little girl in the purple dress, who I’ve named Agnes), he’ll have Quasi sit in the crowd with the children all piled around him like he’s a big stuffed animal. The longer Quasi sits there, the more children sit with him, the bigger Clopin’s audience becomes. But Quasi doesn’t mind. He likes the attention, and is very gentle when having dozens of children hang off of him.

-Quasi/Esmerelda/Phoebus: Whenever the three of them sit or lie together, Esmerelda and Phoebus always insist that Quasi sit in the middle. Because he’s so short, it’s the only way they can all be sort of leaning on each other/touching each other. Quasi tends to fall asleep when embraced between the two of them, since he’s so used to just going months on end without physical contact, he just gets so relaxed.

-Quasi/Rapunzel/Eugene: The three of them (well, mostly Rapunzel and Qausimodo) enjoy jumping and sliding down the cathedral together, but since Eugene has no monumental strength or magica hair to speak of, he’s often left clinging to Quasimodo for dear life while the trio parkour their way from column to tower to buttress.

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

-See previous answers lol. I prefer platonic love to romantic love overall.

a song that reminds me of them

-Quaismodo: When She Loved Me / Sky’s Still Blue / En Bas

-Rapunzel: Her Morning Elegance / Endlich sehe ish das Licht / Heaven’s Light

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal

-I think Quasimodo would be either a Ram or a Boar. Something seen as wild or ugly that can be easily domesticated with enough care and love.

-Rapunzel would probbaly be eithe a pony or a deer. Something seeminly cute but badass if threatened enough

what position they sleep in

-Quasi has to sleep on his front of left sit to keep from hurting his spine too much. He doesn’t move a lot in his sleep , but can be woken up very easily because he doesn’t sleep very soundly/has a very hard time staying relaxed.

-Rapunzel will sleep in pretty much any position. She also tends to move, kick, roll, and steal the sheets while she sleeps, and it takes a very loud alarm to wake her up if she has to be awake before dawn.

their favorite drink

-Quasi prefers wine, but won’t turn his nose up to mead or beer. He also really loves hot cocoa. The first time he ever tried hot chocolate, he cried and tried his best not to chug it so he could savor it.

-Rapunzel loves pretty much anything she tries and is very open to trying new things. She loves tropical fruit and oranges especially, but if she lived in the era when mint julips and mimosas were a thing, those would be her favorites.

a gift i would give them if i could

-Quasi: my undying love and like… a million hugs. Or just one long, reeeeeeally tight hug. And also probably a trip to Disneyworld. Just to see how he’d react.

-Rapunzel: IDK man what do you get a princess who now literally has it all??? The power to eradicate hazelnuts everywhere, maybe.

#Quasimodo #rapunzel #The Hunchback of Notre Dame #tangled #so many ships lol #eugene fitzherbert #esmerelda #phoebus #clopin #tw: drinking #soft headcanons

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