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kyouka-supremacy · 8 months

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so, kyotag, your super honest opinion about bsd characters please (aka, who is your fave and who is your least fave. i promise, i am not trying to get you 'cancelled', i am just curious!) 🎤

Ever since I've gotten this ask I've been trembling, I don't think I can ever give bsd honest opinions for the sake of my own future mental sanity LMAO. The upside is, I can talk plenty of the characters I like!!

My favourite character is Kenji! For real, ahah. I'm just always drawn to characters that are just... Good. little guys only trying to do their best and be kind. I suppose there's also a factor of “that's who I want to be” that makes me like them in particular. I don't like the direction they went for Kenji's character in chapter 100.5, but really? I wasn't particularly let down by it either, like it's so fundamentally coherent with the worldview bsd expresses, if anything it was chapter 13 that was out of the scheme. I'm a professional canon ignorer at this point and I'll keep doing just that ahah.

↑ Saw this scene for the first time in the anime, went “Slay! Communist king!”, and he's been my favourite ever since lol.

Although, if we count in Beast, then my favourite character overall must be Beast Atsushi. I mean, have you seen him... Most fucked up guy ever. He went through unimaginable trauma and he still kept being so soft at his core. He just wants to live but everyone is making it so hard for him. He cares for Kyouka so much and he cares for Dazai so much and (to me) he cares for Akutagawa so much like little traumatized boy how did you manage to save all that love in you despite the Horrors. I can't put in words how much I love him but really he's the only character I can say I really sympathize with, like, I want good things to happen to him. I want him to spend the rest of his life coddled and adored.

I love all the female characters <3 I ADORE Kyouka, I think among the other female characters she's the most multilayered and complex character with a structured and compelling story arc. I think she's seriously nice, I really love this stark contrast between her sharp, cynical side and her side that is so sweet and kind and so utterly 14 y/o, and I love how these two sides aren't really in conflict but just come to be together and make her so authentically Kyouka. She's so dear to me. Also, she's the only female character who can compete with the s.kk / ss.kk four for the role of main character, so like, I'm rooting for her ahah.

I adore Yosano for self-explanatory reasons lmao. The chapters of her backstory may not be my absolute favourites for a mere matter of personal taste but I definitely think they make for the best written chapters in the whole manga. I really like how sensitive she is of others' suffering, I think she's amazing– I think her compassion is truly amazing. I want to read more stories of unapologetically compassionate characters. I also generally really really love “older sister” kind of characters!!

I love Kouyou with all I've got. I'm sorry, I genuinely think her story was this good on mistake, but still. I think her backstory makes her genuinely intriguing, I think she's extremely cool and powerful and a joy to see in action, I think toxic mother / daughter relationships are super fun to explore, I think she deserves so much more spotlight and should be back as soon as possible.

I love Mitchell lmao. Like I know it may not look like it but I truly think about her 24/7. I just love women that are kinda silly and over the top. She's got like four lines and every single one is a gem and I adore all of them. She's got those big evident flaws and they make her so human and likeable!!! She's my best friend. Not to mention how loyal she is and how much she cares about her family, I really like those traits of her. Oh, and gowns! I love love love gowns.

Okay but seriously I love all female characters. I didn't like Lucy in particular at the start but she's really grown on me and now I adore her with everything. Wells is spectacular and I need her back as soon as possible. Every woman I didn't mention, from Higuchi to Egawa, believe me I love with all my heart.

I went off a tangent I'm so sorry </3 I know you asked for one character, but how can I not mention the others??? It's just been so long for me in the fandom now and I just can't but grow attached. And I've got so much untapped love for women I never get to talk about on my silly blog that focuses on two men. Following up the list, would be Akutagawa. And I don't want to talk about him because I suppose there's no need to after having made one trillion posts about him but also can I just say? I like him for the same exact reasons I like Kenji. She's just a guy trying to be good. The difference is that he sucks so bad at it, and it makes him SO fun to explore as a character. I really have so much fun playing with him. Then would be Tachihara, Jouno...

... ........................ For the characters I like least, I suppose, R/anpo. I'm so sorry peoples. In R/anpo's case, it's just... Why do you have to be so mean and disrespectful all the time. Seriously, dude. Why is he always treating others as less than he is. I'm sorry, I really am, but I just can't help but find it displeasant? Like it takes zero energy to treat other people with common human decency, c'mon dude. At least Akutagawa is trying to do better, but everyone treats R/anpo like he's entitled to be a jerk? Idk man.

K/unikida. In his case, I Do Get why he's the way that he is (and genuinely can relate to him to an extent), it's just... For the way I am, I consider to try and forcibly impose your own ideals on other people to be about the most insulting thing you can do. And he does that a lot, with Atsushi and Dazai and everyone else. He also has this whole forced lack of empathy thing going on like... I get why he does that, and I get what he went through that made him like he is, but that doesn't change the fact you're kinda being a dick to everyone all the time dude. Please get some therapy.

That doesn't mean there aren't moments when I've genuinely liked them both and found them seriously cool!!!! I still think K/unikida is an interesting character and I genuinely get why people like him. I love the helicopter scene, I remember when I was reading the manga for the first time, when he said “no one ruins my schedule”, I was like, whaa, I was completely in awe. For R/anpo too, the Untold Origins arc from what I could see from the anime was really nice, and I also highly enjoy that one scene of his in chapter 81, the “To tell the truth, I had absolutely no assurance they'd believe me”.

Thank you for the ask Nyusa!! I hope you could find this at least a little bit interesting (?). If anything, now you know a little more about me, ahah. Also not talking about Dazai this time because really I can't be here the whole day.

#*deletes paragraph* *rewrites paragraph* *deletes paragraph* *rewrites paragraph*#I have Strong Opinions but also I just don't want to upset anyone ahcjahjvcahk #people asks me stuff #It's just hard to delve into because the reasons I don't like a character are elaborate and complex–#and not something I can explain in a short paragraph. At the same time I don't feel like starting writing an essay–#on why I hate someone you know? That's just not me ahah #Like for R/anpo there's a whole deal on how considering him autistic–#as an autistic person myself it's a kind of representation that personally disturbs me. But we're not getting into that #And POST please this is making me so nervous #Posting this at 3am so that no one sees it lmao

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late-to-the-magnus-archives · 1 year

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And That Has Made All the Difference - a Malevolent fic

Six years. He had six—

Kayne disappeared, taking with him the spotlights, the equipment, and the crowd, leaving them all in near-complete gloom.

What? What had just happened? (Six years.) Who were these people?

And just like that, everyone went mad.

Part of the Surrogate series. Written with @sepiabandensis.

AO3

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Six years. He had six—

Kayne disappeared, taking with him the spotlights, the equipment, and the crowd, leaving them all in near-complete gloom.

What? What had just happened? (Six years.) Who were these people?

And just like that, everyone went mad.

Arthur lunged like a lunatic, hands outstretched, a javelin hurled with deadly intent. So Hastur snatched him up (and Arthur kicked and howled, trying fruitlessly to push himself free).

This Parker (the partner?) lunged after Arthur, hands outstretched, panic on his face as he attempted to intervene. So Hastur grabbed him next (and Parker went stiff with shock, but was smart enough not to struggle).

This Larson (the villain?) was doing everything he could to seem fine and calm and not at all upset, but the truth was in his eyes: a keen and clever man, a badly startled man, a man with the complete lack of fear that said he could defend himself with prejudice. Larson stank of magic and blood, even from here. So Hastur snagged him, too, because who knew what the fuck that guy was going to do (and also, Hastur liked symmetry).

Faroe clung to him, gasping, and he held her close. “Daddy!” she cried.

Nibbles bleated and leaped from the throne, hooves out. So Hastur grabbed her. Why not?

He hefted them all high in the air, as if denying them the ground would make any of this make sense. Of course, it didn’t.

Both pieces of him began bellowing, demanding, cautioning, threatening.

You don’t understand! John snarled. Let him kill him! He deserves it!

Put him down! Put him down, he didn’t do anything! the Slice cried. Parker didn’t do anything, leave him alone!

“Let me fucking go!” Arthur howled as he twisted in Hastur’s grip.

“Sunny! Hey, Sunny. It’s alright, buddy,” Parker was saying. “He ain’t hurtin’ me, we’re alright!”

Arthur had never explained any of these people. Parker—Arthur’s partner? The one John had murdered? The one Arthur lived with and worked with every waking hour but insisted was just a friend?

[“Oh, great and terrible god!”] Larson proclaimed in decent R’lyehian. [“Allow me to slay these blasphemers!”]

Oh, what the actual fuck? “Be silent,” Hastur said, but it didn’t come out as it ought. It was breathless, quiet. Stunned, as if something (six years) had knocked the wind out of him.

Blasphemers? John snarled. For fuck’s sake, Hastur, can’t you shut that guy up?

“John, where is he?” Arthur was still thrashing like a deranged fish. “Use magic! Kill him!”

You won’t touch him! the Slice snapped. Fuck you, Larson, you won’t fucking touch him again!

Hastur’s face hurt. His hearts bled. His mind spun. Six years to somehow prepare everything and make his people safe, and what was all this? Why? What was going on? “Be silent!” he said, louder, but still not loud enough, because all the voices out-yelled him.

So, he squeezed.

Not too hard. Really. No ribs cracking, no lives endangered. But all three humans lost their air in a whoosh, which was at least attention-getting. “I said,” Hastur rumbled, beginning to growl, “be silent.”

The Slice did not take it well. Stop! Please, just stop, don’t hurt him! Parker did nothing wrong! This is all Larson’s fault, he got the attention of the Outer God!

What the fuck, Hastur? John demanded.

Hastur lifted everybody up to eye-level. His growl now rumbled the entire room, rattling the sconces.

Larson at least had some sense of self-preservation, and switched tactics back to rambling praise instead of vowing murder. Parker fell silent, which showed distinctly more sense than Arthur ever had.

Arthur was the problem.

(Arthur was always the problem, and Hastur was shocked to realize he felt… fondness over that.)

“Let me at him!” Arthur shrieked, voice high and cracking. “You don’t know what he did! You don’t know what he is!”

Yes! The Slice hopped on that train with surprising ferocity. He’s a monster! Let them kill each other, and let Parker go!

“Sunny, stop getting their attention!” Parker hissed.

Hastur stared at the tiny Slice of himself inside Parker. They’d called it Yellow. Who the fuck was Sunny? Was there another slice out there somehow, unnoticed?

Arthur sobbed. “Murderer. He’s a murderer.” Arthur was not all right. He seemed rocked, hammered.

Hastur measured his emotional distress like checking for fever.

Arthur was not all right. Hastur’s focus shifted, and he pulled Arthur closer.

They were all still going. Fucker! Child-killer! John yelled.

“I am a servant of forces you could never dream, you pitiful little whelp,” Larson snarled.

“Please!” Arthur screamed.

And the Slice gathered itself as if preparing to do a spell.

Parker’s eyes opened wide. “Sunny, don’t—”

I am the King in Yellow, the Slice cried with desperate defiance, And I demand you let my host go!

What? What?

That was just too much. Hastur flared power and filled the gloom with himself.

The humans cried out, eyes stinging and watering. Brilliance shone from him and around him, the air sparked gold, and his robe gleamed freshly amber and shimmering as he roared: “I AM THE KING IN YELLOW!”

Glass shattered in the room, sprinkling all over the floor. The marble directly below him cracked like a thunderbolt. Faroe yet out a tiny yip and covered her ears.

He wrapped more tentacles around her and Nibbles, apologetically, and protected them from his next bellow. “All of you! BE SILENT!”

Well, it worked. Three insane humans and their add-ons all stared at him (or in his direction), mouths open, blinking in the shock of power, and brightness—and of recognition.

“Oh,” whispered Larson, smoothly transitioning from generic praise to specific. “Oh! Iä! The King in Yellow comes!”

“I am already here, you fool,” Hastur warned, growling.

The Slice let out the tiniest, fearful whimper.

“It’s okay. We’re okay. Uh. Shit. We’re okay, buddy,” Parker whispered, unable to tear his attention away from the god who held him. “We wanted to find him, right? It’s good. It’s all good.”

They had?

Fucking hell, John said. Arthur, are you all right?

“He has to die,” Arthur moaned.

Arthur was not all right.

Hastur knew human minds. Knew human hearts. This incident—these three souls in a row, presented in this specific order—had unbalanced Arthur badly.

The distress of his own erased all other considerations. “Arthur,” Hastur said, low. “Calm yourself.”

Arthur could not, and clawed at Hastur’s tentacle weakly, breath hitching.

Had Arthur broken? No… but it came closer than Hastur liked. Far closer than he liked.

“Daddy,” Faroe said, her voice so soft and so gentle. “I want to go to bed. Can we… Can we talk to everyone in the morning?”

Nibbles wriggled, trying to get closer to her. Hastur brought them together as his two priorities settled like clear water, ripples smoothed: Faroe; Arthur. The rest could fuck itself.

“Daddy,” Faroe said again, and—much like a night six years previous—looked up at him, her face streaked with dried tears, her eyes tired. “I think we should all talk in the morning.”

“Yes, my precious one.”

“My Lord,” Larson began.

Hastur did not let him finish. “You are intruders in my home,” he said, low and warning. “This is my daughter.” He cradled Faroe. “The three of you are interrupting her birthday.”

Parker did such a double-take.

So did Larson. He stared at the clearly human child, visibly lost, then at Arthur. Back again. Confusion made his face long.

They both knew. Arthur’s appearance was too similar, even though it was a rictus of rage right now.

Well, it was too late to get in front of that horse. “Allow me to make some things clear,” Hastur rumbled, his growl shaking the room; he knew they could feel it in their spines. “Should you view her, treat her, so much as look at her with anything but the raw worship and respect that I am due, I will make you suffer so greatly that you will think your own names are nothing but screams.”

“Uh. Sure. Sir,” said Parker, giving Faroe a wild sidelong look. “Wouldn’t touch the kid, anyway.”

The Slice sounded so scared. Great one, Lord of Interstellar Spaces, there are two humans here who have slain the children of others! She may not be safe!

Hastur’s sigh was heavy. “Do you understand rule number one?”

Yes, whispered the Slice.

“My lord, I will never bring harm to your chosen one,” Larson drawled.

“Hastur, please,” Arthur begged.

“You dare use his name?” Larson hissed.

“We will handle all of this tomorrow,” Hastur said, already moving. “I am placing you each in a room as a courtesy. You may not leave the room until I come for you tomorrow. Do not attempt escape. Do not do harm. Your needs will be met, whatever they are. Do you understand?”

Arthur sobbed. Hastur pulled him close, right up against himself, trying to comfort him, and said, low, “Arthur. Come back to me.”

Larson noticed.

Parker noticed.

The Slice noticed, and made a choked, awful sound.

Arthur clutched the tentacle around his waist. “You don’t understand.”

Hastur deposited Larson in a room. “Do not disobey me.”

“Never. Never. Oh, Great Prince, I give myself to you, body and sou—“

Hastur slammed the door on him.

Arthur hitched, head down. His fingers were claws, unable to dig into Hastur’s tentacle, but clinging so hard that the tips went white.

“Arthur,” said Hastur. “If you do not calm yourself, I will do it for you.”

John gasped. You wouldn’t dare!

He would not see Arthur broken again. “I would tonight.”

“You don’t know what he’s done,” sobbed Arthur, looking up at Hastur desperately.

That look was every bit as effective as Faroe’s. How had Hastur not noticed that before? How?

The Slice kept making that sound, whimpering, panicked, choked.

“Easy, Sunny,” Parker cautioned, very softly. His eyes kept flicking between Hastur and Arthur. “Hey. We’re okay.”

Great Lord, we aren’t safe while Larson is here, the Slice said. His voice was shaking, nervous, like a drowning man gasping for breath. May… May we have a room far away from him? Please?

“Yes,” said Hastur. “You may. Tomorrow, we will untangle all of this. Larson will not touch you tonight. Nor will Arthur act out.”

“He’s a killer!” Arthur hissed. “His daughter…”

And away from him, please, too, the Slice whimpered.

Arthur reacted as if stabbed, his whole body hunched and shuddering.

“Whoa, easy!” said Parker.

You fucking skin flake, leave him alone! John snapped.

The Slice fell silent.

“Tomorrow!” Parker said, mitigating, hands out. “Tomorrow. We’re tired. Everyone’s tired. We’re gonna talk tomorrow.” His brow knit. “Right, Arthur?”

Arthur looked in his direction. “I’m sorry,” he said, beginning to hyperventilate. “I’m sorry! I… I don’t… I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” His voice rose, high and unstable. “I don’t know how to… I’m sorry! I'm sorry! I…” And then his expression abruptly softened. The tension left him. With a soft groan, he leaned into Hastur’s grip, resting his head on that massive, yellow-clad form.

The Slice moaned.

You motherfucker! John proclaimed.

Parker stared. “Arthur?”

Hastur deposited Parker in a room. “Arthur is safe with me. Rest. Bathe—especially the latter. Clothing will be provided, and food. Do not leave. Goodnight.” And he shut the door before anyone could say anything else.

Parker stared at the door. What the actual motherfucking hell had just happened? He couldn’t parse what he’d seen.

So that was a god, and Parker felt shaken to his core, like he’d lain beside a train track and gotten his teeth rattled.

So that was Arthur, alive, clearly unbalanced… and with the King in Yellow. Moaning and leaning on him? What? What?

So that kid. The kid? Who even was the kid?

And Larson. Larson, who clearly knew how to worship this god, and Parker felt like an idiot for not considering it. All this time, and it hadn’t occurred to him that Larson might have an in with the King in Yellow. How much danger were they in? Had they fallen from the frying pan into the fire? “Sunny?” he said.

Sunny didn’t answer.

So that wasn’t good. Parker sighed heavily and looked at the room. It was enormous; white marble, gold finishing, and only one piece of furniture: a canopy bed. A weird, twisted echo of Cill’s empty home.

There was a balcony. Beyond it were stars. Parker had to go look at them.

Before him lay one hell of a view. This place was high on a hill, and the land fell away to reveal a magnificent city filled with light, gleaming all the way down to an enormous lake. The full moons cast dancing sparkles on the waves.

“Sunny?”

Nothing but the soft, fluttering noise of incorporeal breath coming way too fast.

Parker gripped the balcony almost as tightly as Arthur had that tentacle and tried again. “We, uh. So we’re in Carcosa, huh?”

Yes. Sunny’s voice was hitching, uncertain. We’re… We’re in the great palace of Carcosa. Hastur—that’s him. I am part of him, severed, torn away, but I don’t understand how he can… look, Parker, look. Out over there—do you see it? Lake Hali, lapping at the shores of my city? It’s so beautiful. I can’t believe I forgot.

Parker had two thoughts, competing and sour. One said that the drama they just saw was the entire reason he’d been brought back from the dead: to hurt Arthur Lester.

That didn’t feel too good.

The other was that somehow, Sunny had been hurt just as fucking much, but he couldn’t figure out why. He tried to keep Sunny focused. “You were right; it’s gorgeous, no question. So does Hastur test people a lot? Because I think we’re being tested. I mean, look at this—we could leave, easy.”

Sunny made one tiny sound. We could.

Something was so very wrong. “Don’t worry, buddy. Not gonna do that to you. I know this has always been the endgame. I just don’t get what happened.”

I think the Outer God put us here, Sunny said. And… Parker. This is… Seeing Arthur, I… I don’t understand what I saw. I don’t understand. It makes no sense. I can’t… I can’t believe what I saw tonight. I don’t know how to say it. I don’t…

“Okay. Okay,” Parker said, unnerved at how closely this mirrored Arthur’s breakdown. “Pal, we’ve already been through it all together. Just take a deep breath and use your words. I’ll ask questions, investigate your answers. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out.”

Sunny’s breath hitched. Arthur has been claimed by the King in Yellow. He’s been marked. His soul belongs to him. Why would he do that? Why would he… to that man? John is still with him! They didn’t rejoin! And Arthur is marked! Parker, I don’t understand!

Sunny’s words tumbled out like stones down a hillside, and Parker raced to catch them. “Hey! Hey. It’s okay. Take a deep breath, okay? I don’t know what you mean by ‘claimed.’ What’s marked?”

It is a great honor, said Sunny, words flying far too fast. Why would he do that? Why would he… I would never claim Arthur Lester! Ugh!

“What is it, like…one of those sacrifices you talked about?”

To be marked… he’s claimed him, Parker! They’ll be linked even after death!

After death? “The fuck?”

Why would he do that? Why? Why? It doesn’t make sense. None of this makes sense. He took a shuddering breath and suddenly changed directions. I made him angry. The King. I angered him. He won’t want me now. He didn’t… I… Another wild veer. Does your head still hurt? I can heal you. I want—I need to do something useful.

Parker had never heard of anything like this, not even in the Dreamlands. “Okay, slow down there, buddy. You’re plenty useful,” he said, reaching up to gently cup his jaw. “Of course he’ll want you. Why wouldn’t he? You’re part of him.”

He didn’t take John.

“Yeah, you said Arthur prevented that before, right? Maybe he still is.”

Arthur is claimed. He can’t prevent anything.

Oh, that… that was great. It confirmed what he thought he’d seen; Arthur somehow being controlled by that thing.

Arthur, who hated so much to be pushed. It felt like a violation; it felt like a nightmare.

This might as well get even more fucking complicated. “You know what? You're right, and I need some healing, and I just happen to have a partner who’s real good at that. You know my partner, right? Name’s Sunny the Gentle. Sunny the Pretty Damned Great.”

I know your pahtnah, Pahkah, Sunny said softly.

“Let’s see the damage. Gotta bathe anyway, right?”

Yes. Yes, I can heal you. And the King—I made him angry, Parker. I—

“Tomorrow’s a new day,” Parker said, stripping and wincing at his new bruises. They hadn’t been gentle when taking him down. He just hoped they’d forgotten about Cill and her kid once they had him. “You and me, Sunny. We’ll face it together, okay?”

I…

“Whatever happens here, we’ll do it together. I’ll be right here with you. Have I ever lied to you?”

You… You haven’t. No. I can trust you. I trust you, Parker. He said it like a mantra, like a prayer. Like it was the only thing keeping his head above water. We… We will talk about it. Later. In the morning, maybe. Yeah?

“Yeah.” At least the shower controls made sense, and the water was immediately hot. Yay, magic. He soaped up, hands shaking. Who knew the presence of a god could rock a guy so bad? “You still with me?”

Yes. Yes, Parker, I’m still—I’m trying. I’m staying with you. Fuck, your wounds—I forgot. I’m sorry. Ph’lloig!

The bruises went quiet. “I’m staying with you, too, sunshine. All the way. Wherever this crazy train goes. And thanks; that feels a lot better.”

You’re welcome, Parker. There was a telltale tug at the corner of Parker’s mouth that indicated a smile. I think… I think I feel a little better. Not… Not as bad as I was. Thank you for talking me through all of this. I hope that in the morning, we will have some answers.

“If they aren’t given, we’ll dig ‘em out,” Parker said, and stepped out, drying off.

A cart with food sat in the middle of the room.

He hadn’t seen anyone come in. “Huh,” he said, and looked under the cloche.

It was some kind of dumplings in a thick, spiced gravy, a bowl of soup, and numerous fruits he’d never seen. As much as it bugged him to have missed it being delivered, he was damned relieved to find it.

Oh! Parker, I remember some of this!

It was just what they needed. Something to ground the both of them. “You remember? Oh, so it’s old hat? You don’t wanna taste it?” he teased.

Yes, I do! I do want it, Parker!

Parker smiled weakly and dug in. Whatever else was happening here, at least the eats were damned good.

How COULD you? John snarled, finally over the shock, left hand cupping Arthur’s face.

“I do not say this mildly,” Hastur said quietly. “He was incapable of calming himself. You could not feel his distress. He was screaming, mentally, in unceasing agony.”

John fell silent.

Hastur sighed. “I don’t understand how these three people unbalanced him so completely, but it was a direct blow against Arthur’s emotional and mental state. He was enraged, terrified, filled with shame, self-loathing… he was not all right, John.”

Faroe made one tiny sound.

Hastur gathered her near. “He is safe, my precious one. No further harm shall come to him.”

She couldn’t explain. Couldn’t talk about her secret friend (Had that been a lie? Did anybody get one when they were four?), about the choice she’d made, about her assumptions. She clung, face pressed to him.

Hastur was taking them all to bed, but not before they were cleaned. Everyone was covered in something.

Motherfucker, let him go! John snarled.

“No,” said Hastur. “Not tonight. Not after the blow he was just dealt.”

“Daddy,” whispered Faroe. “I’m sorry.”

He lifted her higher. “There is nothing to be sorry for. The machinations of an evil being are responsible for this—not you.”

John sounded shaky. I’ll take care of him. I swear. I’ll handle it. Let him go.

Hastur sighed. “We will try in the bath.”

His personal accommodations were, of course, quite well-outfitted, set to handle him at his chosen size, along with anyone or anything he wished to bring with him. Right now, it was merely him and two small humans and tons of steaming, scented water.

He put Faroe down. “Everyone bathes, and then we will sleep.”

“Sleep in?” Faroe said, turning her big eyes to him.

“As long as we want.”

Hastur.

Hastur hesitated. “Very well. We will try.” And he released Arthur Lester.

Arthur sank to his knees and began to cry. It was a soft sound, nearly voiceless; his head was down.

Arthur, talk to me.

Arthur made an unsteady laugh. “Parker thinks I killed him. Yellow, I… fucked him over so badly. And Larson, who I want to kill with all my heart, I need, to I… I don’t know what to talk about, John. I don’t know.”

Fucking Hastur hurt you.

“No, he didn’t,” Arthur said softly. “I needed what he did there. I felt like I was falling off a damn cliff. He caught me.”

John fell silent again.

“Bathe,” Hastur said, his voice low and causing ripples in the still wading pools. “Tomorrow we will face the new rules that Kayne has introduced to us. Tonight is for us.”

“Will you wash my hair?” Faroe’s voice was soft.

“Of course,” Hastur said, just as softly.

“Thank you,” Faroe whispered back. “Please save the clothes. They came from a good person.”

“They shall be cleaned and repaired.”

She stripped off the huge blue sweater, an equally large shirt with cut-short sleeves tied beneath it, and cast a side-long glance over at Arthur and John.

“I can create privacy,” Hastur said.

I wouldn’t look, said John, well aware this wasn’t about some cultural body-shaming and more just… the girl was tired and didn't want to be looked at.

“I know, John,” said Hastur, and raised a wavy wall of magic between them, anyway.

Arthur was trying to breathe more evenly as he peeled off his ruined clothing and splashed into the water. All he managed so far was unsteady gulps.

“Daddy?” whispered Faroe as Hastur began to pour warm water over her. “I think this is my fault. You said it wasn’t, I know, but if I hadn’t run away—”

“Then I would not know what a brave, strong young woman you truly are,” said Hastur slowly. “And I would not have… forgiven… Arthur fully. That happened because of you, my daughter.”

She looked at him over her shoulder, her curls heavy with scented water and oil. “You don’t hate him now?”

“No. I did for a long time. I no longer do.”

She swallowed. “You lied to me before. Before I left.”

Oh, it was all coming out, wasn’t it? Every error. Every foolish, arrogant decision. “I did. I’m sorry, my daughter.”

“So are you lying now?”

“No, my daughter. I…” Have no more time to lie. “I do not care to repeat my errors that led to our pain. What happened is my fault. My doing. All of it. From your… brother… to tonight. All of it is mine.” Six years. How could he fix this in six years?

“Not all.” She leaned into him. “Don’t forget there’s machinations of an evil being.”

“True.” His tone was warm as he began to rinse the suds from her scalp. “I suppose I cannot take all the credit.” She was so precious. He’d harmed her so much. He felt ill.

Arthur’s breathing had almost gone back to normal. John washed him. Silent. Finally, Arthur caught John’s hand and brought it to his lips. “Thank you.”

Don’t thank me, Arthur, fuck. I haven’t done anything. I couldn’t even fucking catch you tonight.

“You’re there for me. Even at my worst, you still won’t let me drown.”

John’s arm wrapped around Arthur, hugging. Holding. Wishing he’d had more time in The Woods.

They all fell silent but for the gentle ripple of water. Subtle scents rose, carried like heat from a candle; it was peaceful.

It wasn��t peace that held them. It was exhaustion.

Faroe was half asleep.

“We must rest,” said Hastur, rising and lifting her from the water.

“Sure,” said Arthur. “Like I can.”

“Do you want help?”

Arthur swallowed. “I hate it, you know. I hate… losing control of myself.”

“Yes,” said Hastur, softly. “Which is why I have not done so in years, beyond urging you to sleep on the road.”

“I know. I’m grateful. Fine. Yes. Tonight, I need to sleep, and… maybe not have bad dreams.”

Oh, Arthur…

“Yes. I can do that.” Hastur wrapped Faroe in a fluffy white robe—too big for her, but it wasn’t as though she’d be in danger of tripping in his arms—then offered the same to Arthur.

He put it on, quiet. His head hung as though heavy.

Nibbles shook off, getting them all wet again.

Hastur picked Arthur up as well and left the bath, magically drying all of them. He wanted to say something. To pronounce something, to make the kind of proclamation that would fix this, but he did not know how. “I am…” Six years. Not enough time. Not enough for anything. “Pleased with all of you.”

John’s golden brightness looked extremely dubious. What did you say?

Arthur just turned toward him. Silent. Maybe sizing up the reliability of that statement.

Faroe snuggled into him.

She couldn’t possibly have forgiven him already. He took this affection for the fading gift it was, and cradled her close.

His bed was huge, designed for his bulk and weight, and would handle these small additions without trouble.

Come on, this is stupid, said John, but didn’t protest much further as Hastur tucked them both in.

Faroe wriggled against Arthur.

Arthur held her.

“I love you, dad,” whispered Faroe, maybe to them both, and immediately fell asleep.

Arthur kept swallowing back tears. “We did it. We’re home.”

We survived, John said quietly. Mostly.

Hastur did not reply to that. “Sleep. If you cannot fall asleep, Arthur, then I will—”

“Go ahead. I already know I won’t be able to.”

Gently, Hastur touched the stubborn man’s head. “Very well. Rest. May sweet dreams ease your burden for the night.”

Arthur deflated, tension draining. His breath finally evened out and slowed.

John’s voice shook. I hate you for what we had to do today.

“I know.” Six years. Six years! How could… six years.

You could’ve stopped it. You could’ve fixed it. Any time, in the last several thousand years. But you didn’t. Your fucking pride.

“I know.” Hastur slowly paced around his room, touching it, grounding himself. He was home, but he only had six years.

Nibbles watched him from the shadows, silent but wary. That was fine. Hastur let her watch.

Will you fucking argue with me already?

“Why?” said Hastur, and stopped at the far corner.

Because it… you… damn it. He bears some guilt, too! He didn’t come back, either.

“Why would he, John? I made no such road for his return.”

It’s not… fuck. Like he couldn’t have made his own road. You’re being stupid.

Hastur did not argue. He slid his tentacles along this corner. He knew this wall—knew all the walls, had built them himself, formed this city out of pride and imagination and passion—and knew it faced the lake. “I apologize.”

Stop doing that! This is your fault, and I won’t ever let that go, but it wasn’t all your fault. He made choices, too. This is important, Hastur.

“Mm.” Hastur flexed a tiny bit of power, and a space appeared. Hollowed out, smooth inside, it was an oval hole at his eye-level, and not likely to be found by others.

Within it, he put Kayne’s letter, Faroe’s charcoal, the compass he’d made to find her, and Gokar’luh’s crown. He stared at them. Such a tiny collection of things, yet such a testimony to his failure; the compass hadn’t even done anything, in the end.

For all his power, all his wisdom and schemes, all had come to naught. And now… now, he had six years.

He did a quick calculation. He had a pinch over two thousand days. Two thousand days to undo thousands of years. To protect his family. To—

He looked at the bed. Yes; yes. This was his family. Maybe it was stupid to use the word, somehow childish, naive; but it felt right.

He had six years to protect them.

You’re acting really weird, John stated.

“I am grieving, John.”

So am I, you fuck.

“I know.” Hastur took a breath. “I’m sorry.”

John sputtered. The fuck. Fight back!

No, he wouldn’t be doing that.

Hastur turned back to his little shrine. He would keep this. He would look at it every day to remind himself of the price of his failures. He sealed it now with a sweep of his tentacle, and began to pace.

Most of his plans did work. He was not only feared because of power, but because he could undo any puzzle, negotiate through any challenge, strategize through any storm. Now, he would leverage every strategic skill he’d ever honed to keep his family safe. He’d never faced such a challenge.

Six years. Two thousand plus days. How could he do this?

Are you going to lie the fuck down? said John.

“In a moment, John.” Hastur paced. What did they need to be safe? He would be gone, and that had ramifications. So.

One: he needed to remove any enemies who might come to hurt them or take Carcosa. That in itself would take… a while. Most of them were as mighty as he.

Perhaps he could make them allies, not just try to kill them. Fuck. That would take humility (ugh) and so much wealth. But then again, he owed the Dukes of Ishara a visit… and he owed their people some aid. Perhaps the wealth required to make new allies was already in his hands.

Two: Faroe needed to be as mighty as possible on her own. She would be fifteen; barely grown, in human terms, and she would be remarkable—and he must ensure she was never again a target for anyone or anything.

Dis would matter in this, and Faroe’s own willingness. But Faroe would not be ready to rule Carcosa yet. He could not place that burden upon her. That was another issue.

Three: Arthur and John needed to be safe. That might be possible through John. Arthur had been acclimated to magic. They’d pulled off some wild tricks, utterly unknown, and not just with music. If Hastur gave up on the idea of John coming home…

Oh.

Which he had to do. What was he going to do, lure John to himself so they could both die in six years?

Oh.

That realization hit like a bomb, damaging his hearts. It changed everything. There would be no reunification. He would never be whole.

All right. Fine. It… it was deserved, wasn’t it? Gods who’d done what he had done hardly deserved relief.

His son…

Hastur shook it off because he had to. Fine. Fine. Mentally, he rubbed out point three and reworked it.

Three: John would be raised into the god he was meant to be. He could absolutely stand on his own in time; the limitations of Arthur’s body would be a problem, but together, they would find a way around it.

Four: That meant John could rule Carcosa until Faroe was ready.

It made so much sense. John was part of him. John could do this. And he wanted to patch things up with Faroe, so he would be eager to lend his aid. Ah, but that led to the next conundrum.

Five: somehow, Hastur had to completely undo all the damage he’d done to Arthur’s reputation, or he and John would have to fight for every decision.

Fuck. His original plan had been too good. He’d thoroughly ensured no one respected Arthur. Now, he had to work against himself. How fitting!

Hastur? John said. Are you okay?

“No.” But Hastur came toward the bed. He had a plan, or the bones of one. Remove or ally with all his enemies; help John become what he ought to be, without all this trying-to-be-human nonsense; repair Arthur’s reputation so he was lauded, respected, listened to; enable Faroe to be powerful, strong, magnificent, so she would never, ever be a target again.

If he could do this, Carcosa would be safe. If he could do this, his family would be safe.

What are you thinking? said John suspiciously.

If Hastur told him, he would tell the others, and they would respond emotionally, not logically. The three of them would just run around trying to prevent Kayne from killing him at the end of six years, and that was pointless. Hastur knew. He’d tried. Nothing could stop it from happening… and it would leave them less prepared to survive without him here as a buffer.

So. They would be upset when they learned. Faroe would cry… but they would be safe. He could not tell them the full truth. Not in this. “I am making plans to undo the harm I have done,” said Hastur, settling on the enormous mattress and wrapping tentacles around his people.

Uh-huh, said John. How?

And Hastur thought about John’s comment in The Woods. “I will begin by giving to Arthur the wages he has earned.”

John sputtered. What? What? You’ll fucking pay him finally?

“Including back-pay. Then you can buy him as many gaudily colored socks as you wish.”

John had no mouth to hang open, but he managed to give the impression anyway. He did not come up with a response.

That was fine. It was a start. Hastur had six years. His family would be safe by the end of that time, and it did not matter how much this plan might cost. He curled himself around his people, as much as he dared without waking Faroe, and took his five-point plan and peeled it apart, breaking it into steps.

This was the one night he could spare. This was the one night to plan. Tomorrow… everything began, and there would be no more time to rest.

So he took tonight for the fading gift it was, and cradled his family close.

#malevolent #malevolent fic #malevolent fanfic #surrogate series #arthur lester #john do malevolent #kiy malevolent #wallace lester #faroe lester #malevolent podcast

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For the drama ask: 7, 12 and 13

7. if you could change the ending of a drama which one would it be?

oof, there's so many! let me choose a drama that I actually loved bc one that I don't is kind of the easy way out lol. I'd change the ending of 3 will be free so ter isn't killed & mae's trauma isn't provoked just so she can rescue the main three characters. I'd have shin kill his father bc it's much more meaningful & powerful this way, and I'd also have him move permanently on the island with mew & neo instead of going back and forth. also mae & ter would leave the country and heal peacefully together :)

12. an actor/actress you want to see in a lead role

what a loaded question! I'll get it out of my system, yes of course I want to see off in a main role in a show that isn't bl, isn't an ensemble cast & is actually good bc all of his non offgun related roles never take off & it's pissing me off lol.

the next obvious choice is mond, but this one I honestly feel even more strongly about bc this man is literally one of the most beautiful men on earth AND talented as fuck & he literally gets nothing but crumbs from gmmtv.

lay talay bc he's kinda dropped off the surface of the earth lately & I think that's a crime, my dream would be for him to join gmmtv even though I doubt they'd give him a main role, but at least I'd get to see more of him :(

give drake a new main bl please, I can't believe he ate the most ever in my tee yet bc the writing of it was shit it flopped & since then he's gotten no other good role ever, like... fucking rude 😠

fluke pusit bc he's literally so fucking good I love him, and if he got a main bl role he'd 100% become huge, I can feel it!

lastly for the actors or we'll be here forever, we have earth pirapat & first, who are both actors I've loved for a long ass time but I've kinda lost some interest for once they became caged into their current ships. I like both ships, especially firstkhao, but I feel like since getting with their ships they've completely lost their identity as individual actors, and in my opinion it's a generalized problem with the new generation of gmmtv ships, but it especially bothers me for first & earth bc I KNOW how amazing they are & feel they could do both ship work AND slay some individual works.

as for the actresses, we all know they're all so fucking underrated & I stan literally every single one of them, but also bc there's much less of them than male actors, they often get main roles more easily, so I don't have as many to mention.

firstly there is jennie, who is always put in side roles but would actually SLAY a good romcom! also it would be incredible representation to have a romance with a trans woman who's not played by a cis actress (*cough* the fallen leaf I'm looking at you *cough*)

then there's ciize who just deserves the spotlight imo. she's adorable, seasoned & a good actress, and I think she'd make for a very new type of female lead in dramas that I'd really love to see!

lastly there's the love of my life, lookjun. technically she got a main lead in the jungle which gives me hope for the future, but it was an ensemble cast show so it doesn't count. I want her in a full show bc I think she's amazing & has the charisma to carry it!!! (also pls she's literally had 3 wlw side ships now GIVE HER A GL!!!)

13. popular actor/actress you feel nothing for

literally almost all of them LMAO. I'm not a big fan of zee & nunew, I don't really like jimmy from gmmtv for some reason, I don't like mew & gulf AT ALL for obvious reasons & I don't care for mile & apo bc I didn't watch their show. there's many more but those were out of the top of my head.

xxx

participate in the ask game :)

#answers #3 will be free #off jumpol #mond tanutchai #lay talay #drake laedeke #fluke pusit #first kanaphan #earth pirapat #jennie panhan #ciize apichaya #lookjun bhasidi

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the-jam-to-the-unicorn · 2 years

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I think, you explained perfectly Olena's stance toward the whole "pity" and being the main focus of stories-thing.

This also allies with her comment about declining all offers about biographies and movies about her and her story.

I honestly have so much respect and love for her. As a fellow introvert person, I can totally understand how hard it must be for her to be in the spotlight and do all these things and acting waaaaaay out of her comfort zone. But she's doing incredible and she's just the best First Lady ever. Not only in Ukraine, but the whole world. I admire her and her strenght and her work so much. She truly is an icon and person to look up to. I hope, after the war, she gets all the credit she deserves. She probably saved hundreds, if not thousands of lives with her work and helped so many people.

(Not to mention that she's such a class act and elegant and beautiful - inside and outside. I'm so in love with her style and her feminine side and being the boss bitch babe at the same time. Like, yes, slay! Kick everyone's ass, queen!)

Thank you. And very muc all of this.

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The Sparkling Taglines of Beverly Hills

Better late than never. I love that they’re all dressed in red in their opening scene, and I think it’s because of the finale last season where they celebrated the Chinese New Year.

The color red brings good luck into the new year, so I thought either the women or the Bravo producers organized that.

Did they know that they needed good luck this season? Or was it just to celebrate it? It was just an interesting detail for me.

1) Crystal Kung Minkoff

Crystal has my favorite tagline this season. I loved her tagline.

I don’t want her to get the baton from Kyle Richards of having taglines about “this town” or “in Beverly Hills” though. In season 11 her tagline was:

“Hollywood is full of pretenders, and I slay them all.”

But I like her taglines! I really do, I can’t help it.

But if you think about her season, it’s strange that her tagline talks about how “talk can cost you” when she alluded to Sutton Stracke saying something extremely damaging this season.

It actually backfired on her, which makes this a self-dig, in a way.

But is it rather a dig at Erika Girardi? They had an argument where Erika refused to show empathy for the victims, which frustrated her.

No matter who or what Crystal had in mind for this tagline, I think it stands excellent on its own.

2) Garcelle Beauvais

At this point I might just genuinely love Garcelle and everything she says or does. This one is short and simple, but I like that statement from her.

I think it has something to do with Dorit Kemsley’s dig at her at the reunion where she accused Garcelle of doing things just to stay relevant.

“I don’t need the spotlight – I shine just fine.”

3) Sutton Stracke

Sutton is delightfully shady. I knew I loved her from the moment she mocked Teddi Mellencamp Arroyave’s outfit.

Her tagline in season 11 was a mouthful, but it was true to her snobbiness.

With this tagline she plays with her feud with Lisa Rinna about the Elton John charity tickets, and I love her for it! This is how you do taglines!

4) Erika Girardi

This is controversial to me, that I like Erika’s tagline. It’s like an extension of her threat to Sutton in season 11. I think I like it, because it’s honest.

She also terrifies the hell out of me with this statement, and I can only imagine how the other women must feel about her.

I know that Kyle is afraid of her. I don’t know it for a fact, I just know that it’s true.

But yeah, Erika is selfish, self-righteous, delusional and a bully. And I’ve no doubt that she’s dangerous too.

5) Lisa Rinna

Next up is Rinna… We’re midway of the list right now and this is where things are starting to decline for me.

“Hi, I’m Karma – and yes, I am a bitch.”

I didn’t really like it from the beginning, as Rinna’s bitchiness has gotten tiresome to me.

But Rinna has been in rare form this season. Unreasonably bitchy!

It’s understandable that she’s struggling with the death of her mother but do to others as you want others to do to you.

And it seems like Karma is sadly giving Rinna what she deserves right now.

6) Kyle Richards

Now, I can appreciate that Kyle has taken a break from talking about “Beverly Hills” and “this town”, but if she’s going to proclaim to be “the real deal”, then I’ll rather have another tired and recycled tagline from her.

Is Kyle trying to make me believe that she’s not a pretender? Please… This one is laughable to me.

7) Dorit Kemsley

Dorit has had a tough season as she experienced a terrifying home invasion, and she alludes to that robbery in her tagline.

But I’m sorry, I have to call bullshit on that one. Dorit is a materialistic girl, a fashionista.

I understand that her things mean nothing compared to her family, but she cares about nice things. Let’s get real.

8) Diana Jenkins

Speaking of having nice things… I disliked this tagline from the moment I heard it.

It’s the kind of nonsense that Dorit once had, and even Taylor Armstrong! Like this isn’t even original! Taylor’s said:

“It may look like I have it all – but I want more…”

They’re close to identical, and I didn’t like those either. We’re now at the bottom of the barrel and scrapping for relevance.

Diana was a flop, and her tagline just proves what kind of mediocre nonsense we get with her.

#Real Housewives of Beverly Hills #RHOBH #RH Taglines #Crystal Kung Minkoff #Kyle Richards #Sutton Stracke #Erika Girardi #Garcelle Beauvais #Dorit Kemsley #Teddi Mellencamp Arroyave #Lisa Rinna #Diana Jenkins #Taylor Armstrong

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hi. ok so i know accidental princess was made like.. months ago im not sure, but im absolutely HEARTBROKEN because i just finished reading it.

you truly, truly put everything into that series and god am i in live with reading it. it took me through so may different emotions that transcended me like.. hello? the period-piece slay that this is? i can not describe how much i enjoyed that shit. the way you were so consistent in all of the chapters, you never wavered from that old-english-period kind of language, both in dialogue, in exposition and literally any writing that you did for this series, and shit i cant tell you how much i admire your dedication. let me tell you there was not one moment where i thought your writing was any less from the gorgeous quality that it is. if you told me you weren't feeling a chapter, my bestie i would not have noticed at all. i was so immersed in reading this. your worldbuilding>> the language, the politics, the kingdom, all established beautifully. god i love those prussian royalties, smth abt them speaking german 🫣.. chile anyway,,

you managed to give each and every character mentioned a life—love, tragedy, realization, like you really made this story alive. i love how you gave spotlights to characters like louis, chelina, thibault, abigail, the grand duke, the king, and the late queen, even. how you managed to make them feel real, like they aren't just side characters used for the gains of the plot—it's incredible, really. there's just so much distinction between them, like i LOVE to see their personalities shine. you even gave the grand duke a backstory? like come on, man! i enjoyed seeing all the characters experiencing growth through different experiences. CHELINA AND LOUSIE LOVE STORY REAL>> oh my god i want a spinoff of his trip to zaragoza, damn. if i could, i would literally quote every line that made me scream and shout and cry, but there's too many to choose from!

you are so, so good with words and especially in making character dynamics and chemistry. reader and kit UGH i would die to have a love like them. every words spoken between them, especially any declaration of defiance and love against the king is gratifying to me. i can feel their passion in my bones.. for real. i LOVE how the theme i got is that you should always fight for love, even if the outcome isn't something you wished for. like that is such a serve. you deserve an oscar, a bafta, a grammy a golden globe and a restraining order, because i can not read this book for one second and not drown in a current of emotions. dont even get me started on the plot and how everything descended so beautifully. to me, it was planned out so well from the beginning and i love how you based the conflict off of the queen's death, like the grand duke?? that is so smart. its so evident that you put a lot of time in writing each detail of the plot and i was so consumed by it, it's true!! i spent 3 hours binge reading this whole thing and let me tell you my life changed. ok literature? work.

THE AMOUNT OF ANGSTT IS SO GOOD i LOVE forbidden romance esp if its in like a royal setting, and MY FAV is when the king finally realizes he can never stop reader and kit from loving each other—i adoooree that trope. almost forgot, but i was cryingg when i noticed the parallels and similarities between the cinderella movies and this story. like obviously this was based off of cinderella, but the things you switched and put in like reader having the principle of being kind and courageous, the lavender-blue lullaby sung from the mountains opposed to movie-cinderella singing it from her locked room, it's all too good. you really customized everything to depict this timeless, strong, selfless and beautiful main character. (the epilogue is amazing, by the way. love the children and love chelouis' children!! amelia is a sweetheart 🥹)

"If you do not think her worthy of me, then I am inclined to think that you are not worthy of her. She is twice more than I will ever be because she is kind and courageous.”

JAIL JAIL!! WHAT IS THIS?!! this is only one of the heart-moving dialogues from this series. this is actually the line that finally induced the waterworks for me. i mean everything made me emotional already, but this broke the dam. cmon now i cant get enough of it!

“I had been given the chance to bask in his love, even just for a while. I suppose these memories will suffice. They should last me a lifetime.”

i will actually start crying again

"You slowly opened your eyes, expecting to see the green color of your mother’s eyes but instead, you saw blue. The bluest of all blues you had ever seen."

fuck do i love the mountain saving scene..

ok anyway that is all. i hope you have a blessed life and thank you so much for writing this series, i love it! 😊

my dearest @mooncleaver, i just want you to know that I received this ask at a very opportune time; I was struggling so much with my mental health and I thought my writing was really bad and that The Accidental Princess wouldn't fly so well (for many reasons) but when I read this ask, all I could do was cry happy tears. This, along with the other asks I got for TAP, made me realize that there's a small percentage of people who read and liked (maybe even loved) my story. Thank you so much for taking the time of your day to read my little work and thank so much more for leaving this ask for me. To be honest, I wouldn't be opposed to you quoting all of the lines that resonated with you; I always love hearing people's thoughts about my stories.

By the way, that part where you said I deserve an Oscar, a BAFTA, a Grammy, a Golden Globe, and a restraining order: I literally laughed out loud and thought i had never received such a compliment from someone, ever. I will definitely remember this for years to come.

As for the Chelina and Louis spin-off, don't worry. It's in the works. I've always planned to write something for them because theirs is a story that is as beautiful as Kit's and Reader's, maybe even more. I'm just not sure how soon I would get to writing it but I would surely do because it's a story worth telling.

Thank you thank you so much for reading the story! You hold a special place in my mind and heart for leaving such words! <3

#kiss on the forehead for u #patch answers months old asks #mooncleaver asks #the accidental princess asks #ask answered

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Dominique's Episode Summer Shelf 2023

Hey everyone! I wanted to create another shelf list because I've been reading a lot more Episode stories lately. If you want to see what I'm reading, check out my new Instagram, @dominique_readsthings.

Opening Act by Erato - Romance

You land an understudy role in a Broadway musical, and now you've got your eye on the hot star of the show. But will they ever notice you outside of the spotlight?

Life in the theater is dramatic, and let me tell you this story delivers on that promise. Nothing is written without meaning and you can feel that throughout the story. I keep finding myself binge-reading this story because I can't stop learning about the characters.

even sweeter by Toriah - Mystery

The sudden death of a beloved socialite makes waves within her tightly knit inner circle. But perhaps the gilded life of Adora Alcourt was never as sweet as she made it seem.

This story is a mystery that had me gasping at every chapter. Each time new information is revealed, I was absolutely shaking. Especially moving into the last few chapters. This short story is complex and deserves multiple reads as the points system and a final choice affect your ending.

UL: Ice Cream Connoisseur by Gerr - Comedy

Salt air, ice-cream shops, beach parties, anonymous messages and to top it all off, our highschool nemesis! Exactly what you need to recover from shocking news, right?

Need a good beach read that takes you away to a romance as sweet (and turbulent) as Rocky Road Ice Cream? Well, I felt all of that reading this story. Something about scooping that ice cream made my arm tired (virtually, of course) and dealing with all the problems Sabrina has to go through.

THE UNWANTED by Evilyn - Mystery

15 years since we've been deemed useless and deported to Earth. Now, we reuinte to solve the supernatural murders and as past becomes present, our mistakes become fatal...

This is a read you need to devote all your attention to. Yes, it's funny, but in an instant, you'll be sucked into a story that is painful and deep for you and the characters living it.

SLAY by Lucas - LGBTQ+

The campus' LGBTQ+ club is caught in a murder scandal, that roomies Tim and Ezekiel intend to solve. They will find mystery, danger... and maybe love?

This story SLAYS! Pun intended. Something about how goofy the police are, how scary the murderer is (and who are they??), and finally how cute are the two? Too cute!

Eight-eens by Tasha - Drama

Eight teens. Lots of drama. Lots of challenges... Play as Veronica who navigates life facing family drama, high-school drama, love and of course her big friendship group.

Let me tell you this story is about to become messy I can feel it. Something about the way these characters are written is so interesting. It's not your average slice-of-life drama let me tell you, the lives of these characters are so interesting and it is even more wholesome to read them help each other out through their problems.

You should support these authors and read the stories above listed. I promise you won't regret it.

#Episode #Reader #Interactive Story #Recommendation

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Fitz Vacker by @lemontarto

Biana Vacker by @aspenaspenaspenaspenaspen

Propaganda:

Fitz Vacker:

"Most morally gray character but sees in black and white. He buys gifts for his friends. He bakes. He has a stuffed dragon named Mr. Snuggles. He's almost died a number of times and twice of those had to do with a chest wound. He never learned how to emotionally regulate. He tried to kill his brother (he almost succeeded too!). delivered the rawest fucking line of the series (WIITYISPB...) and still looks cute doing it. He is the catalyst of this series. And he still looks cute through it all!!!" (anonymous)

"teal eyes. really hot. gay for keefe sencen. he is THE keeper character. THE keeper character!! " @siennamakeschaos

"FITZROY AVER VACKER THE HOT TELEPATH THAT WAS PUSHED AWAY INTO THE SPOTLIGHT WHEN SOPHIE ARRIVED HE WANTS KEEFE SO BAD BUT SOPHIE STOLE HIM AND HE'S SUCH A PRECIOUS LITTLE BABY THAT DESERVES TO JUST HAVE A BIG OLD CRY <33 vote the precious baby" (anonymous)

"Chandelier" @thishumanformislimiting

"Fitzy poo is a girlboss slay dancing queen. We love him" @cassieisinthebasementt

"Vote Fitz and he'll bake the most scrumptious dessert ever for u" (anonymous)

"he has brown hair, pretty eyes, and a shit ton of trauma. what more could you want??" @imobsessed123

Biana Vacker:

"she’s literally the sweetest person ever!!!! also she was uplifted because of her looks for her entire life and then when she got her scars, she learned to embrace them!!! which is NOT easy so shes one of the strongest ppl in kotlc imo! she’s an amazing character who has a heart of gold" @venux777

"Please please please vote Biana pleeeeeeeeeeease she’s so cool she was my middle school self’s gay awakening she’s Shannon’s favorite little plot convenience she’s every fanfic writers favorite plot convenience to host a sleepover so Keefe and Sophie can kiss she’s not just a girl she’s SO GIRL vote for Biana Vacker" (anonymous)

"she’s the best. literally the definition of gaslight gatekeep girlboss. she kicks ass and looks cute while doing it. 🔥" (anonymous)

#kotlc #best keeper character 2024

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amesstm · 3 years

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ALERT: JJK movie 0 review!

NO SPOILERS (hopefully)

- loved the animation! There were some parts where I gasped from the literal BEAUTY

- Gojo’s eyes never disappoint - ever. This is a minute detail but I think that they’ve gotten better at animating his hair. And y’all, his lips… and his jaw… okay moving on

- there were some additions for Geto and Gojo’s backstory and their relationship. If they showed more of this, we would understand the story through the villains’ side of the story. I love feel conflicted; the morally grey areas are a beautiful twist in the story. I just wanna know why two of the hottest characters ain’t besties anymore 😔 The ending between Geto and Gojo should’ve been expanded upon since we already know what happens in the first season. Gimme the DEETS.

- great look into Yuuta and his character - love him, he’s a cute, hardworking boi. I can’t wait to see him more often and what role he plays in the rest of the series. Another thing: it’s great to see the similarities between him and Yuji - reaffirms the idea that Yuji is on his way to being a very powerful character.

- Maki has more of a spotlight and I LOVE IT. She is a queen who slays. Periodt. Ngl, the fight scene she was in got me questioning my sexuality. I love the exposure of her and her relationship with her family. The small pieces we’re given fleshes her out and makes her all the more lovable.

- Panda is so cute, definitely Lock Screen-worthy moments to be found.

- Inumaki’s hair looks so fluffy omggg but he is so deadly - love his curse usage in this film! And if you listen to the sub, you absolutely must appreciate the voice actor Koki Uchiyama for his brilliant work. There are less sound effects in the movie from what I remember in the anime, so you really hear that guttural, subtle growl in his curse speech. It gave me legitimate chills from his performance.

- I think this was great for some characters’ development, but not the rest

- There were definitely fan service moments that weren’t necessary. I’m sorry. I love Nanami as much as anyone else but he didn’t need to be in the movie 💀 My babies from Kyoto were given a bit of screen time. But again, they didn’t serve a larger purpose. Definitely thought that the screen time could’ve been used for the other central characters in the story

- I wish there were more domain expansions :((( we only got one and it was a bit small imo. It seemed like they completely forgot domain expansions were an option

- there was a foreign curse user! I thought it was really cool but if they were going to introduce him, I wish that it was in the tv show rather than the movie so we could fully understand his backstory. I definitely think that he deserves one since he was a pretty cool character - ESPECIALLY since we rarely if ever see the anime world take place beyond Japan

- Overall: 8/10

#harmony hums #jujutsu kaisen #jjk 0 #jjk spoilers #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #geto suguru #okkotsu yuuta #zenin maki #jjk panda #inumaki toge #nanami kento #jjk manga #review #movie review #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu sorcerer

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lara635kookie · 3 years

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Ranking the best The 39 Clues books(First season because the other ones just aren't canon in my mind).

SPOILER ALERT!

If you're a Clue Hunter and is reading this post, when you finish it reblog it and do your ranking of The First Season books(please I need to know I'm not alone on this fandom)(Please someone tell me I didn't get to this fandom too late). Also this is only my opinion. If you think different feel free to share your thoughts(respectly). So let's go:

My Personal Favorites:

10-Beyond The Grave(Book Four written by Jude Watson):

Honestly this book is overall good and I really wanted to go Egypt but that's only in this place because Ian and Natalie don't show up in person, they're only mentioned by Amy and Dan sometimes. It may seem like a stupid reason but Ian and Natalie were the biggest enemies of Amy and Dan, arch-enemies since the two understand themselves by person and their appearances have always been so iconic, the chases, the talks, the fights, the teasing so the fact they weren't in this book just didn't feel right. The Cahills and the Kabras have a lot of chemistry, both as enemies and as much something more(if you get me, lovers cough cough), and the Kabras have been sorely missed in this book(at least by me).

9-The Emperor's Code(Book Eight written by Gordon Korman):

I don't know compared to the other ones, this one just look kinda forgettable. Maybe because Amy and Dan spend a good part of this book apart. But of course the story has its good moments which are when Dan gives an autograph for a girl (D. Cahill is priceless), when Dan tells the Wizards that he is a Madrigal (as we say in Brazil: Iconic, Memorable and Timeless) (Dan was very amazing in this book, if you disagree, disagree in silence) and when Amy saves Ian(aka Love of her life) from falling off Mount Everest.

8-The Viper's Nest(Book Seven written by Peter Lerangis):

I love that one but the other ones are just better. I like the ending with Isabel(and everyone) thinking that the Clue was Diamond and It wasn't. I also like the scenes with Kurt because I wanted Ian to meet him and Kurt make Ian jealous of Amy(don't judge my dreams). Another thing that I really like is the history. I really like studying history and I learnt so much about Shaka Zulu. And was also with that book that I realized that Isabel had arrived to stay and that she would be the Main Villain in the end somehow. Maybe That's another reason why I don't like much The Emperor's Code:Isabel didn't show up and I thought she would appear in all the other books after In Too Deep. Natalie on Storm Warning said that Isabel didn't trust Ian and her to handle the Hunt without Isabel anymore since Russia so that just doesn't make sense. Maybe she didn't appearead to give Cora Wizard the spotlight but anyway let's continue.

7-The Black Circle(Book Five written by Patrick Carman):

I love this one so much. Probably because in this book we see that Ian is also in love with Amy. On Book three he seemed to like her but then he and Natalie let Amy, Dan and Alistair locked on the cave and we only see Amy Side of this story. Her sadness. But we didn't know if Ian was sorry, if he regreted his actions. And when they come back on this book we see Ian still likes Amy and the fandom goes crazy. I mean even if you are a Jamy/Carian shipper or shipps another shipp you probably shipped Amyan before because they were the only promising couple on the series(at least on series one). Back to the book I Love The Holts defeating the Kabras and Amy and Dan doing an Alliance with Hamilton(Dan envying Hamilton for driving a Kamaz will be Forever iconic). Also this book was when I realized Irina wasn't bad. I didn't like her in the other books and I didn't notice much of her but everything changed on this book and I started to love her. * sad sigh * Moving on!

6-The Maze of Bones(Book One written by Rick Riordan):

Uncle Rick(we call him like that on Brazil, in portuguese is Tio Rick) did a really great job on this one. For a series that has several authors writing, the beginning is very important and it is a great responsibility for the first author because those who will write later have to understand what you wanted to convey in the beginning to make a coherent continuation. Rick Riordan did it flawlessly. We can identify ourselves in the characters and we get really connected to the plot, the history, the riddles about Benjamin Franklin and after finishing the book we wanna know more about what happens next. So Rick Riordan absolutely slayed this introduction and no one can tell me otherwise.

5-One False Note(Book Two written by Gordon Korman):

This book is just unforgivable. I love this with all my soul. Probably because It talks about Mozart and his history and I really love arts. Also because the writing of this book is so satisfactory and so well done. I mean I really thought Fidelio Racco was a real person. What I also love about that book is the fact that every character get to shine. Amy and Dan are the Main characters but the appearences of all the other characters are really remarkable so yeah That's it. Deserves this spot on the Top 5 for sure.

4-In Too Deep(Book Six written by Jude Watson):

Going now to the four horsemen of the apocalypse from the best books of The 39 Clues. In Too Deep It's just something so perfect It's inexplicable. Something I don't like much about In Too Deep is that when Isabel was fighting to Irina and Ian and Natalie were watching Natalie was like:Irina is going to get Shoot on the head, That's gonna be so good. Like she wanted Isabel to do this, like she would be disappointed if she didn't, like she was used to seeing this type of thing. Then, In Storm Warning she was soft like:Not blood. It's so repulsive(several authors series problem but the series is good anyway). About that book I love the start, I love the middle, I love the apex and If It wasn't for Irina's death in the end this would probably be even higher than already is. Why Irina, Jude? Also:Why Pony? Why Erasmus? Why McIntyre? Why Alistair? Why Lester? Why Natalie? Why Evan? Why everyone? Why not Jake or Cara? Back to the story Jude Watson is Just a genius for transforming a dream(or a nightmare) in Isabel Kabra and adding her to the book. I don't wanna cry today so I'm just going for the next one.

3-The Sword Thief(Book Three written by Peter Lerangis):

If this book was a part The Plastics of Mean Girls, The Sword Thief would be Karen Smith of The 39 Clues, because let's face it:Amy and Dan were really dumb of accepting an alliance with Alistair and the Kabras. Principally with the Kabras. I mean they already were kinda used to temporary alliances with Alistair but not Ian and Natalie but they should have expected that It would have been bad on the end. I mean yes they needed Ian's coin to open the cave to find the clue but they look so surprised when Ian and Natalie leaves them on the cave and they shouldn't because that was obvious that they were going to betray them in the final. So they should have accepted the alliance but being more distant to the Kabras and preparing themselves in case they try something(which was obvious they would). But at the same time, I'm glad they didn't because AMYAN IS JUST MY ENTIRE LIFE(And even a little bit of Danatalie this book is Just a masterpiece). Just like In Too Deep, I love everything about that book, except the end. And I am a Kpop fan(not the cringe obssessed type) and I really like to study about North and South Korea and their history but South Korea's caves just left me depressed. I'm gonna cry so let's change the subject.

2-Storm Warning(Book Nine written by Linda Sue Park):

I love everything about this book. Literally everything. The start, the middle, the apex and the end. I love this book mainly because Natalie got the spotlight that she deserved. I don't know why I like Natalie so much since the start. Maybe because when I started Reading the books I was eleven, just like her. And Maybe because she was pretty, rich, savage and sassy wich I always wanted to be. But there is something more that I don't know how to explain that is really relatable about Natalie even with my reality being too different from hers and this book was the confirmation I needed that Natalie would be my favorite character Forever. I Also like it because it happened on Bahamas and Jamaica(two places I really want to go in the future) and It got a lot of revelations and twists in the end(wich I love more than everything on a book). If Storm Warning was a person and slapped my face I would probably say:Thanks, Could you do that again?

1-Into The Gauntlet(Book Ten written by Margaret Peterson Haddix):

I usually don't like the endings of books because I'm sad that it's over and as all the other books were good I usually demand a lot from the endings, even more than the beginnings (for me the final impression is the one that stays, not the first). I generally like the endings but I've never looked at a ending book and said: This one overcomes all the other books. I normally like more the start or the middle books. But man Into The Gauntlet caught me off guard. DoD is already a trash ending, comparing to Into The Gauntlet, DoD(fanfiction-forced-canon) seems even worse(if That's even possible). Everything about that book It's just top-notch, high quality, god tier, flawlessly perfect. Stan Haddix. We believe in Into The Gauntlet Supremacy.

It's going to have a part 2. Bye.

#the 39 clues #39 clues #39clues #book ranking #season 1

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