#trr spoilers //

[araluenrangerdanger]

Will and Maddie learning about the Direwolves:

[fadingreveries]

The Royal Romance, Bk1 Ch2: Welcome to Cordonia (Pt. 3)

Click here for the TRR retelling series masterlist for more chapters! 🏰

Story Summary: In this novel-style retelling of TRR, beloved scenes with original commentary from the Choices stories including your favourite group of royals and friends will be expanded upon. Contains extended commentary and scenes from the original story, in-depth descriptions of bonus scenes, and premium choices and outfits.

Chapter Synopsis: Riley travels to Cordonia, but what will await her there?

Word Count: 2.2k

Disclaimer: All rights to original commentary, scenes, and characters from The Royal Romance series reserved to Choices and Pixelberry Studios. No copyright infringement intended.

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Pulling along her suitcase, Riley followed Maxwell to the front doors of the palace. Maxwell nodded in acknowledgement to the officers of the King’s Guard dressed in their black uniforms as they opened the doors for them.

The coffered ceilings of the castle were much higher than she imagined they could be with beams laid in a grid which created a pattern of recessed squares. There were rooms leading to sitting areas that had furniture and objects fancier than she had ever seen with plush velvet couches, dainty bouquets in vases, intricate gold and glass centrepieces, and sparkling crystal chandeliers.

“I thought the outside was amazing on its own, but being inside…” Riley wondered aloud, her head swivelling around as she lost her trail of thought.

It was only until she entered the palace where she realized how different her world was from Liam’s. He had grown up here, learned to follow his father’s footsteps as a prince, met all kinds of nobles, and possibly brought fancy socialites home after dates. This was his childhood home; his whole world seemed to embody glamour and prestige.

She, on the other hand, had grown up in a cramped but cozy apartment with her mother and father. It wasn’t much, but the love her parents had for her and each other was more than what most people were lucky to have. With her American upbringing, her Korean mother’s roots, and her father’s Filipino culture, she was grateful for the homes she would forever have in the U.S., the Philippines, and South Korea.

They showered her with love and reassurance, frequently reminding her that family was the most important thing to cherish that motivates and grounds you at the same time. She never felt like she had lacked anything in her life, not when she had the most loving, supportive parents anyone could have.

At least that’s what it felt like before she lost the two people she loved the most in her life. But that was a story for another time, one for where there was less pressure and anticipation facing some of the most important people in Codonia.

A small piece of doubt began to spring up once again in her mind. Based on her appearance alone, it was clear that she was not from Cordonia, much less part of the country’s nobility or highly-respected citizens. She didn’t want to let Maxwell and his brother down from her upcoming representation of their house.

But in a split second, as she’d done everyday since they were no longer in her life, she heard her parents’ words in her mind saying, One day at a time.

“It’s like a whole other world, huh? Don’t worry, you have tons of time to roam and explore and get used to it,” Maxwell reassured her, as he followed her gaze landing on all lighting and fixtures. “After all, you’ll be here for the next few months of the social season.”

They made their way to the grand staircase with gold handrails decorated with artistic panel inserts of flowing swirls. A large velvet red carpet regally covered the steps leading up to the top platform where it separated into two staircases that led to the left and left wings of the castle.

“So, what’s the deal with Drake? Why is he… so jaded?” Riley questioned, fixating on the elegant staircase she had only ever really seen replicas of in movies. Seeing all the luxury decorations and furniture reminded her of Drake's annoyance with her fascination with all the new sights she was seeing. “Is he always like that?”

“I can get that for you,” Maxwell offered, implying Riley’s suitcase as she willingly handed it to him. He lifted it up as they climbed the staircase together, before answering her question, “Oh, don’t mind him. Drake’s never really… fit in. He doesn’t like court as much as others love being part of it.”

“Not used to courtly life?” Riley suggested, glancing at Maxwell for confirmation.

“Definitely not. Technically, he’s a commoner. He grew up here at court with us, but he’s… always been an outsider here in a way. Even if he is Liam’s best friend,” Maxwell responded, even though it was something he wondered himself as well.

With a nod, Riley pondered his answer. It made sense why he seemed to stick out like a sore thumb compared to Liam and the others, although it didn’t seem plausible that someone would choose to stay in a place where they would only be somewhat excluded.

She questioned, “But if he’s not fond of spending time with royals and nobles, is there a reason why he tries to tolerate it so much? Besides being there for Liam, I’m guessing.”

“Beats me,” Maxwell responded, shrugging his shoulders. “Sometimes it’s hard to know what he’s thinking. He’s pretty much known for being mysterious and antisocial to almost everyone, so I wouldn’t take it personally.”

At the top of the stairs, Maxwell and Riley turned down one of the many elegant corridors of the castle. The ivory marble floors were decorated with intricate designs of mosaic art and sophisticated medallions. A gleaming chandelier glistened from the sunlight peering into the hall through the arched glass windows. The gold accents on the walls brought out the pastel blue that brightened up the space.

“Your room’s here in the west wing. In case you need anything from me or my brother, our rooms are just a couple rooms away,” Maxwell informed her, as the two of them walked past several large wooden arched doors.

Her eyebrows rose in surprise. For some reason, Maxwell struck her more as an only child with his keenness for adventure and love for the spotlight. She wondered if his brother was as easy-going and laid-back as he was. Riley curiously commented, “I didn’t know you had a brother.”

“Yeah, an older brother. His official title is Duke Bertrand Beaumont. As the eldest son, he’s the heir and I’m the spare. You’ll see him tonight. He’ll be excited to meet you,” Maxwell answered with a smile, although his last sentence had a hint of uncertainty that Riley hadn’t noticed. He already had a slight idea on how his brother would react, and well... let’s just say they would have to brace themselves.

Maxwell stopped short in front of a magnificently ornate door with the dark wood accentuating the designs. As Riley stood beside him, he turned the doorknob. Oh, boy. If this didn’t get her even more excited than he was about solving House Beaumont’s problem of not having a suitor, he would run down the corridor and do three cartwheels in a row.

“This is it… Here’s your room!” Maxwell revealed, with a giddy edge to his voice.

Riley entered a lavish guest room with a gold and dark magenta palette accompanying full-length paintings and gilded ceilings. Two end tables with beige and gold accents to the solid wood foundation were placed on both sides of the queen bed with understated white lamps on top of them. A shiny gold candle chandelier hung daintily above Maxwell and Riley, where they stood underneath it beside the bed with silky cream sheets and dark fuchsia pillows matching the ottoman nearby.

“Wow…” was all Riley could muster, as her neck craned high and low to take in the simple, regal style of the bedroom.

It was official; she had fallen asleep and dreamt of being in an alternate universe where she was treated as if she were royalty. Even if it was only temporary, she could only imagine what her younger self would do if she knew how lucky she was to be where she was now.

“As a royal guest, you’re spared no luxury,” Maxwell said, matter-of-factly as he observed her walking out the balcony where the cool, fresh air blew in peacefully.

Looking over her shoulder back at him with a hint of mischief to her smile which he recognized as resembling one of his own, Riley asked, “So nothing’s stopping me from jumping on the bed?”

“There’s not much anyone can take away from you by doing that. Maybe only your dignity.” Maxwell guffawed, watching as her shoulders rose up in anticipation.

As her smile turned up even more in delight, Riley clasped her hands together and simply said, “Perfect.”

With a running start, Riley rushed over from the balcony and leaped on to the bed with a soft plop. As she sunk into the mattress and felt the smooth silk sheets over her, she sighed happily. When was the last time she had ever been able to let out a true peaceful sigh in a very rare calm moment? Due to school and work, it seemed she hadn’t been able to rest easy in years.

“Ah… this is so much better than memory foam,” Riley complimented, snuggling with a fluffy pillow and allowing herself to close her eyes to cherish the peace and quiet. “I feel like I could sleep here forever.”

“Just one of the perks you have as one of the Crown Prince’s suitors,” Maxwell remarked, laughing in goodhearted nature. He walked away from the bed towards the door. “I’ll let you settle in before your big debut tonight.”

Immediately, Riley’s eyes opened in shock at his words. What did he mean? She sat up in surprise, calling after him, “My what?”Maxwell stopped at the door, before turning back to Riley with a nervous smile. Whoops. He knew he was forgetting something, but he couldn’t figure out what.

“I’m sorry, I keep forgetting that you’re not used to all this. Things are always complicated around here when it comes to special events like this, but we’ll take it one step at a time,” Maxwell reassured her. Riley’s shoulders relaxed a bit, so he continued to clarify, “The first event of the social season is tonight… The Masquerade.”

“Oh… it sounds important,” Riley commented, fiddling with her fingers. Her knowledge of fitting in with socialites and moguls was limited. She couldn’t help but think about how out of place she might look in front of the finest nobles of Cordonia. She thought she would have had a little bit more time to prepare. “I’ve never been to an event like that before. Are there scheduled activities I need to prepare for in advance?”

“Compared to the balls held to welcome nearby countries, not really. Sometimes, they go full-out with the masquerade theme where everyone takes off their masks at midnight. Then, networking goes on for hours,” Maxwell explained. “This ball, though, is where all the suitors will be presented to the Prince, as well as to the King. Most people at court already know each other really well, so it’s less uptight in a way. Just good music, dancing, and food.”

“Does that mean the guests have to be in specific costumes with masks prepared tonight?” Riley questioned, finding the idea of attending a masquerade for the first time interesting.

Shrugging his shoulders, Maxwell replied, “Not everyone dresses in costume, but some people plan months finding one to wear for it. You can be sure that the ladies competing for Liam’s attention will be pulling out all the stops.”

For a split second, Maxwell glanced doubtfully at Riley’s modestly-looking suitcase. When they were at her apartment back in New York, he watched as she hurriedly packed her most essential belongings. Among her things in her suitcase were keepsakes and books as well as her quintessential New York attire.

“I’m guessing it’s too much to ask if you’ve got a costume or fancy ballgown in there,” Maxwell joked, although he was seriously racking his brain trying to remember if she stuffed one or two in there as a backup.

With a sheepish smile, Riley lifted her suitcase on the bed. She unzipped the main compartment where she pulled out a flowy, floor-length dress as blue as the calm Cordonian sky. “I packed a dress.”

“Well, I wasn’t sure, so I’ve made an appointment for you at the palace boutique. Maybe you’ll find something you like better there!” Maxwell cheerfully informed her.

For once, he wasn’t scrambling to fix things; he was actually preparing in advance. Bertrand would be so proud of his initiative. Maxwell just knew it.

Tucking her dress back into her suitcase for the meantime, Riley replied, “I’ll check it out. There’s nothing wrong with another option or two.”

“Remember, tonight is very important. It’s your chance to make a first impression on all the influential people at court and to stand apart from everyone else. If you’re going to leave a lasting impact, you might as well stun them with some style,” Maxwell responded, with a hint of cool confidence in his last sentence.

Triple S’s and alliteration? Man, was he on a roll with smooth words. Maxwell could definitely shimmy his way into being a reality TV show host. Maybe The Bachelorette or The Bachelor could use a new host in the near future…

An eager grin made its way on her face, as Riley reassured him, “Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”

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[cadybear420]

Illumination fucking animation films are more risque with their male characters than PB is /jk

[burnin0akleaves]

ARAZAN'S WOLVES SPOILERS but minor enough that I'm not putting this under a read more

Will ten minutes after this conversation: Fuck it we ball

[masked-alien-lesbian]

Villainous Valentines: Olivia sort of spoiler but not really

Because I'm so obsessed with Hana who literally only shows up in one screen and only in mc's head with all her other friends

😭 it wants you, Hana baby! It's always you, my heart wants! 😭

[boneandfur]

Rashad walks up and down the dismal line of conscripts, holding back a sigh. Though the crown has sent for every able bodied man between the ages of eighteen and forty to report for duty, he might whittle three hundred from this crowd -- if he's lucky.

Wars have been won with far less, he reminds himself -- but not against German guns. This lot looks like they rolled out of haystacks and alleyways with scythes and rusted swords from the Napoleonic wars a hundred years previous. When Cordonia was a force to be reckoned with.

"Pathetic!" Rashad tosses his coat on the chaise lounge, throwing his hands up when his two remaining officers, Beaumont and Levine, stare at him. They've reconvened to an upstairs office of the barracks to report their findings. Levine, leaning heavily on a cane and already sporting a wooden leg, has been promoted to Corporal Sargent, and will stay behind in Cordonia to train the raw conscripts as they trickle in.

"He sends me men so crippled from the factories and slums that they can't lift a rifle, and boys barely off their mothers' teats!" Rashad runs a careless hand through his dark hair. "Bowlegged bastards he sends me! Does the king think nothing of my reputation with our allies?"

"Surely it's not as bad as all that, sir." Levine pulls the curtain back to look down at the field where the recruits are milling and makes a face. "I see what you mean. But begging your pardon, General, things have been bad in the provinces for a long time, and even more wretched in the city. I'm surprised we even got a thousand able-bodied conscripts at all."

Rashad uncorks a flask of whiskey from his pocket and takes a long pull. "Goddamnit, Levine, this isn't the time or place for a lecture. I've had to put down more rebellions in the past five years than -”

"I say, what's that?" Beaumont points through the window, and Rashad joins him and Levine at the glass.

A plume of black smoke has risen in the north, just over the tree line. Whatever it is, it's coming in rapidly. The recruits begin shouting, and Rashad pulls up the window, leaning out to see better in the frosty morning. His patience is rewarded when a line of steppe ponies come thundering over the hill, men in furs armed to the hilt with swords and pistols. "My God, it's the tribes from the mountains!"

Two motorbikes roar out in front of the formation of horses, and Rashad lets the window fall, turning to Beaumont and Levine, who are staring slack jawed at the spectacle. "We're saved!

// from A World Apart

[theoakleafpancake]

Arazan’s Wolves kinda sorta spoilers ?

I want to know more about Arazan. When did she start learning magic? What made her become a “villain?” What was her life like?

(A version of a young Arazan except I have ✨no idea✨ what she would look like)

[rangercorpstherapy]

*Trr spoilers*

The reason Crowley dies one night with a smile on his face is beacuse he was either

1) dreaming of Halt railing him so hard that it gave him a heart attack

2) being railed so hard it gave him a heartattack.

Halt just never saud something, bc the shame you know. Pauline would never forgive him for fucking their husband without her

x

[furaisuu]

TRR book 5 spoilers:

SO YOUR TELLING ME HALT DOES NOT CUT HIS BEARD WITH A SAXE BUT HES JUST TERRIBLE WITH A PAIR OF SHEARS??

I feel like I’ve been lied to my entire life right now

[lizzybeth1986]

Have you heard of PB’s vip special, Villainous Valentines or something? I don’t have vip but Olivia has a route and if the spoilers are true….her chapter opens with MC rejecting Liam’s proposal 😬😬

PB just cannot give that guy a break!

Sorry I got so late in responding to this, anon. The past few months have been packed IRL.

I'm kinda not surprised that the MC rejecting Liam's proposal was the opening they went for... though I'm very tickled by the prospect of TRR2 being a romantic starting point for Olivia x MC considering all Olivia did was mope about for Liam and disappear for 3/4ths of the tour 🤣🤣🤣

This isn't much compared to a lot of other shit they've already done to him tbh. I'd say PB did far far worse to Liam already - Kara and Jen just recently had written a "backstory" kinda TRR-story for the now-defunct Storyloom, claiming to explore "Liam's perspective" of the bachelor party in TRR1 Ch 1. In this they made several retcons, few of which I'm listing down:

1. Acc to this retcon, NY was a detour from a larger diplomatic tour, rather than something the group and Liam had actually planned to have his bachelor party at.

On the surface this seems like a good change, but it also excuses Liam's friends not arranging for things Liam actually liked for his own bachelor party (remember - he'd told the group about his love for the Statue of Liberty, and they never bothered to even see if something could be done about that. They took him to a dingy bar), leaving a complete stranger like the MC to make that effort instead.

2. Remember how Liam approached us to apologise for the way his friends behaved? According to this version of TRR, Drake persuaded him to do that. Apparently in the story, Liam wants to go up and talk to her and ppl like Tariq and Maxwell give some nonsense suggestions before Drake says this:

First of all, they make him sound like he was socially inept in the dialogue options before this. Secondly, I think Liam can make his own decisions without Drake making them for him, but the writers' boners for Drake wouldn't allow them to admit that.

He confirms that the apology was Drake's idea later in this story, saying this:

This change doesn't make much sense unless you realize that the writers had Drake claim Liam was leading the MC on back in TRR3. This is maybe the second time the TRR team tried to retcon the events of the book to make Drake's lies the truth (the first time, they tried to rewrite the first four chapters of the book so that Liam was way more flirty).

I'm sorry but when Liam approached the MC with respect and apologized for his friends' behaviour, that was his choice and those were his actions. No retcon from a set of biased and greedy writers is going to change that.

Compared to that this Olivia thing is...okay? Like, you really can't explore the possibility of romancing her without having the MC turn down Liam' proposal first. That's just the structure of the story. It's whatever.

[zathra]

villainous valentines spoilers

ch 1 - ash empress

hookup with the ash empress!! we don't play as blades mc here but as a random woodcutter the empress kidnaps to get information about the hero of morella.

ch 2 - radiance

the chapter isn't up yet but the end of the first chapter suggests radiance is next. i'm assuming we can choose their gender seeing as both versions are in the files.

tch mc and trr mc - seems to be the regular mc sprites

[angelasscribbles]

WIP Wednesday

I have several things in process at the moment. Well, you know me, I have about twenty things in process at the moment, but I have a couple of things that will be ready to go within the next week or so.

Spoilers are under the cut.

I should be fine-tuning my portions of Mardi Gras Mayhem (a collaborative effort with several other talented fic writers):

“Sorry, ladies,” Leo interrupted, “I couldn’t help but overhear-“

“Sure, you could,” the blonde answered, “You’ve been standing there staring at me since you got here.”

“Of course, I’m staring at the most beautiful woman in New Orleans!” he gave her the signature Rys smile, guaranteed to charm the pants off any woman.

She wasn’t having any though. With a roll of her eyes, she turned away.

“Didn’t I see you with your hands down some guy’s pants?” one of the other women asked.

“No, I mean yes, I mean that was my brother!”

“That makes it worse!” the woman exclaimed.

“No, it’s not like that!”

“So what’s your story?” the third woman asked.

“Well, if you must know, I'm a prince!” Leo dropped that bomb and waited. It always worked.

The blond turned back toward him with a snort, “Sure honey, everyone's a prince tonight. Come on girls, let’s get back to the party!”

“No, really!” Leo tried to follow them, “I'm going to be king one day!”

“Sure you are...”

“Wait!”

Leo bumped straight into the bouncer outside the door. The huge behemoth of a man grinned at him, “I’ll let you be my king tonight if you want!”

“Ah, thanks….but no…” Leo backed away dejectedly and smacked right into someone else....

or finishing the most recent chapter of A Fervid Fixation

Auvernese soldiers melted out of the night and descended upon them, pulling them apart.

They reached for each other but to no avail.

Riley was pulled from Drake’s grasp as she twisted her body around, trying to keep him in her sight.

“Riley! Riley!” He broke free and scrambled toward her, making it only a few feet before he was intercepted and wrestled to the ground.

But what I’m actually doing right now is this. Don’t ask me what it is, it does not fit into any universe I’ve already created. It’s brand new. It’s from TRR 3, The Unity Tour, the thing I said I’d never write but here we are.

Bit of backstory: Despite my reputation as a Drake stan, I have never turned down Liam’s proposal in game. Started playing TRR 3 with Drake as my fiancée and I’m now having the same issue with Liam that I had with Drake before: I miss their romance.

In most things I write with a triangle or poly situation, I have her marry Liam. But there’s an entirely different dynamic to be explored if the shoe is on the other foot. So without further ado, here is a snippet of….something:

The button-down shirt wasn’t a far cry from his usual, just dressier than denim. The jacket and slacks were an upgrade, but he still refused to wear a tie.

She didn’t care what he wore. The denim was fine with her. He was the one determined to fit into a world he’d always hated.

For her.

She sighed as she ran a hand down his chest and thought, not for the first time, that maybe she should have declined Liam’s request for help with…well, everything.

But she wanted to help him. She wanted to be involved. She liked making a difference in the world. And as it turned out, she was good at it! She fit seamlessly into Liam’s world.

But where did that leave her husband to be, she wondered as she watched him fidget with the collar of his shirt.

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[fadingreveries]

The Royal Romance Retelling Masterlist

Series Summary: In this novel-style retelling of TRR, beloved scenes with original commentary from the Choices stories including your favourite group of royals and friends will be expanded upon. Contains extended commentary and scenes from the original story, in-depth descriptions of bonus scenes, and premium choices and outfits.

The Royal Romance, Book 1 🏰 - Bk1 Ch1: Once Upon a Time (part 1/part 2/part 3/part 4/part 5/part 6/part 7) - Bk1 Ch2: Welcome to Cordonia (part 1/part 2/part 3/part 4/part 5) - Bk1 Ch3: Reunited

[eleanorbloom]

Which of your characters are seeing Barbie and which are seeing Oppenheimer?

Ooohhh such a great question! And I was so excited to see your ask on my notifications, as I can talk about my babies, so thank you so much for asking, anon  😭❤️

Well, let’s see:

Amelia Rose(CoP) is definitely watching Oppenheimer. She’s a history fan, so obviously would love a good history movie. However, she’ll watch Barbie too, because Trystan needs someone to go to see Barbie for the second time (the first time was with Marguerite). In the end she will love Barbie because the feminist message was deeper than she thought it would be. (I imagine Trystan giving her side looks every five minutes to see if she’s enjoying the movie and be very excited when he hears her cackling with some hilarious scenes, and falling in love even more when he sees from the corner of his eye she's wiping a tear in the emotional scenes).

Eleanor Bloom, (OH, When You’re Ready Universe) is 100% Barbie. She and Bryce bought tickets weeks in advance and had their matching pink outfits ready like a week in advance. People at the cinema will ask him for some photos because he’s a Ken personification lol kinda look like a cosplayer XD and Bryce will be on cloud nine because we know the man loves this level of attention, and Eleanor will enjoy every minute of it because she knows his man’s worth. If her Goldie is happy, she’s happy.  And probably Bryce will act like Ken in the following weeks (spoiler alert: being submissive asf, in a playful, flirty way). In the next few weeks, she’ll probably going to see it again with Sienna or the rest of the gang. The movie has a lot of messages you cannot process with just one watch.

I also think she’ll watch Oppenheimer too, but because Keiki asks her to go with her (I feel like Keiki is a super fan of Christopher Nolan, so she would watch every film from him. She liked Interstellar, but after some time she started to like it beyond all the astronomy thing: she liked the way Nolan tells stories, so she became a fan of all of his work). Keiki would go alone or with some friend the first time, but when she wanted to see it for the second time, she asked Eleanor if she wanted to join her, and Eleanor obviously said yes, because she never says no to alone time with her favorite sis-in-law 💕 but she actually liked the movie because she has liked other of Nolan films before, like Inception, Interstellar and Batman.

Matilde Luna (OH, Moonlight Universe) is an Oppenheimer gal. Will absolutely refuse to watch Barbie because she doesn’t see the appeal of it. Not so much because she’s kinda punk/gothic/dark clothes girl, but because as a child she was never a Barbie girl, more like a baby-doll/taking-care-of -others,/spending-time-in-nature kind of girl. HOWEVER, she will watch it, once it's on a streaming platform. She will watch it alone, won't tell a soul, and will die before admitting to anyone she did it. Unfortunately, as she is a person that usually relate the things she sees on internet, movies, tv shows, etc, to daily life things or work things, at some point she will make a Barbie reference and will expose herself, probably in front of Bryce, much to her disgrace, and she will never hear the end of it lol. She’ll have to admit to Bryce she liked the movie, Bryce will make her to watch it together, and just then Bryce will stop teasing her (just a bit) 🤣

Victoria Spencer( TRR, Drake romancer) is totally going to see Barbie first, and with Maxwell of course. Drake never seemed very hyped about it so she didn’t pressure him about it. Drake was supposed to go to see Oppenheimer alone, because his alone time usually involves being in the nature or watching some movie at the cinema, but when he casually drops the “I suppose you’re not interested in seeing Oppenheimer with me, right?” Victoria just couldn't refuse, even if he was right at saying she wasn’t interested in it. She remembered the thousand of times Drake must’ve pretended to be interested in something she liked, just to be with her, so she had to return the favor, and honestly? Just being with her husband was tempting enough for her. In the end she enjoyed the movie, but specially because it was alone time with her hubby, and he was very happy to go with her 🥰

I know I’ve never published anything about Victoria or TRR but I have some WIPS and headcanons about them, so they’re my characters in some kind of way, so that’s why I added her to this list lol

Thank you again for asking! This was fun. Probably you were expecting some straight answers, but the headcanons just flowed into my mind, so I had to put them into words.

What about you, anon? Did you go to see Barbie or Oppenheimer? What are your thoughts?

I am planning to go to see Oppenheimer during the week, though I wanna watch Barbie again, because, as I said about Eleanor, the movie has a lot of messages that are hard to digest in one watch. I don’t know if I’ll have time for both, but we’ll see.

[solarishashernoseinabook]

3, 10 and 18 for the WIP ask game please

Thanks Mel!

3. How old is your WIP now? Weeeeell, seeing as we're technically talking about the second instalment of what was supposed to be one rather long fic, there's a couple answers for this one! When I first got the idea for TRR? That would've been in 2019. When I first started actually writing it, and thus had the full idea for how the latter half of the fic would go? 2021. When I actually decided to make it its own thing? January or so of 2023. When I actually started writing it? April of this year

So take your pick! :D

10. How do you usually keep yourself motivated? Usually through regular sprinting, switching up the medium in which I write (hand writing vs typing typically), and planning what I want to happen next

18. What is the last sentence you wrote for this WIP? Sooooo that would result in pretty major spoilers, so have an excerpt :D

They rode on in silence for a long while before Halt spoke up with his typical bluntness. ‘So when are you going to take that ridiculous hat off?’ Crowley, who had been looking for landmarks, was momentarily thrown off. ‘What? Oh, right, the hat.’ He grinned. ‘I thought I looked rather dashing in it.’ Halt raised an eyebrow. ‘Please tell me you didn’t wear it hoping to impress me.’

Link to the ask game if you want to play!

[permettez-moi]

trr 1 spoilers:

the way Rhul died is Truly the most poetic thing,

Like hot damn