#we only know one tru queen

[alligator-with-a-top-hat]

Gonna meditate on Ridley’s importance to the Metroid series, edited from comments I made on a video about him. After some thought, it’s clear to me that every appearance of his after the first ties him strongly to the theme of each individual game. Analysis under the cut, in in-game chronological order.

Zero Mission's whole premise is being a new spin on a familiar story, showing us things we never thought about in the NES game. Zero Mission's cutscenes show him commanding the Pirate Mothership and deliberately tracking Samus down. His robotic double, Mecha Ridley, is the new final boss stopping her escape from Pirate patrols. It's an organized, calculating side to the Pirates never seen before in the 2D games. The game is about insight into the past, and we gain insight through Ridley.

Prime is about respecting our history and the dangers of wasteful exploitation. Ridley is the face of the Pirates on Tallon IV as they discover and abuse Phazon, and his opening salvo in his boss battle is to bomb the Artifact Temple. However, the Phazon hurts the Pirates as much as it hurts their enemies, and the boss battle ends with the statues of the ancient Chozo blowing Ridley away in violent, laser-y retribution. The game is about destructive exploitation, and Ridley shows what happens to those who go too far for power.

Corruption is about the corruption of the body and spirit by violence, as represented by toxic Phazon. At the beginning, Ridley is his crafty old self, hounding Samus on Norion and forcing her into a boss fight he knows she cannot escape on her own when he knocks her into the generator shaft. But at the end of the game, he reappears, corrupted by Phazon, as an animalistic guardian of the leviathan seed on the Pirate Homeworld, little better than a guard dog. It parallels Samus' own journey as she is corrupted by Phazon, put on a leash by the Federation, and forced to kill those like her. The game is about corruption, and Ridley shows the end of those taken by the corruption.

Samus Returns is like Zero Mission in that it is about shedding new light on an old story, but it goes deeper than that. Samus sparing the Metroid hatchling is the single most important decision in the series, so it's no surprise that the remake should have Ridley -- whose most famous moment in the manga was making the opposite decision in regards to Samus -- appear to try and tear them apart. His appearance also foreshadows his role in Super Metroid, and putting aside the change in tone from the original Metroid II, his appearance gives Samus and the baby Metroid a chance to develop their bond in a way that had mostly been told, not shown. The game is about Samus' moment of mercy, and Ridley is there to see if she can really do it.

Super Metroid is about Samus and the baby Metroid's bond. Samus throws her plans away to recapture the baby Metroid, and in the end it sacrifices its life to save her. Lo and behold, Ridley is the one who separates them, and when she kills him, she finds only the broken Metroid capsule, a tantalizing clue that brings her no closer to the baby Metroid. The game is about what matters to Samus, and Ridley is the one who takes it all from her.

Other M is a game about nothing. Samus does not impact the plot in any significant way because other people sideline her and handle the plot for her. Ironically, Ridley still fits this theme -- he appears as a cloned baby to annoy and distract Samus, has a boss battle that makes no sense in context, and finally is eaten by a poorly foreshadowed Queen Metroid and never comes up again. The game is stupid and Ridley is handled stupidly.

Fusion is about identity and the past. Everything is flipped upside down when Samus is infected by an X parasite, loses everything, and discovers that the monster trying to kill her is, essentially, her. The power of the Metroids, her eternal enemy, becomes the key to her success and survival. In an important scene, the Federation, which Samus has trusted since her Zero Mission, is revealed to have recreated the Metroids. Immediately after this upsetting revelation about an entity she has worked for for years, who does she encounter in the Federation's facility? That's right, Ridley, who has even been possessed by an X parasite as if to mock her situation.

It's not all bad, though. Fusion is the game where Samus finishes Ridley for good (seeing as he doesn’t return for Dread), and fittingly enough she finally comes to terms with part of her past when she reconnects with ADAM. It's a game about the past. Ridley is that past, and Samus finally puts him behind her.

Ridley is so special not just because of his cunning nature and terrifying brutality, but also because of how neatly he fits into the puzzle of Samus' life. He��s a relentless phantom that embodies the violence she cannot escape. He represents everything Samus must overcome to finally find that "true peace in space" from the NEStroid end screen.

Thanks guys 👋

[misguidedasgardian]

The White Dragon (37)

37. The Kraken and the Dragon

MASTERLIST

Summary: The war takes an interesting turn, and you found yourself with your hand ties with a new danger looms over your new and big family 

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, injury, burns, dragon fire, death, violence, armies, death, war and all that comes with it. Might miss some warnings but you know what this is about :) 

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 2.8 k

Notes:  Sorry it took so long, I was really overwhelmed with all the fronts I opened, but here we are! thanks for the patience

You know Cregan had been sleeping some herbs into your nightly tea for you to sleep more soundly, and you thank him for it… you  had been so psychologically drained that nights are essential to recover your energy… but the dreams you are having are slowly torturing you

Last night dream consisted in scouting the frozen woods, on foot, finding your dragon slings hugging each other in a frozen cave, they jumped at the sight of you, and ran towards your awaiting arms

It felt so real you almost believe it, you could see the scenery so clearly in your head, it broke your heart when you woke up and you were alone in your room in Winterfell

Your search has been fruitless, your children were still missing, no leads, no nothing, except for…

When you were flying above Torrhen’s Square, you had heard of a group of two children, a young woman, and a dragon, that led you to a small fishing town on the banks of a river.

But what you found there was even more scary…

Ironborns, in small boats, raiding the villages… There was no connection and yet, you felt like it was… like there was a vivid connection between those two separate sightings

You knew your sister had a pact with the Greyjoys, a flimsy pact that was less of an alliance because you knew how flimsy Irion borns where only a fool would trust them…

Before you could investigate that lead further, Rhaegar came to find you, you shared your theories with him, but before you could act on them… He gave you his news

“We have to return to Winterfell, now”, he said, alarmed, “there is news from King’s Landing, we need to go”, with your heart in your mouth you both flew back to the capital of the North, what can it possibly be this important to…?

Rhaenyra had taken King’s Landing, and she was summoning you

“She what?”, you asked, your son wore concern in his eyes, and Cregan did as well as he looked at you

“Rhaenyra took King’s Landing, it wasn’t difficult, the royal army decimated, all the Queen’s children gone, nobody knows where Aegon is”, he said firmly, “and her first command was to summon you to the capital”, he said, looking right at you

You grabbed your forehead, because you were certain you had gotten a sudden fever, you felt dizzy and 

“Gods”, you whisper, “What about… all the traitors?”

“She filled the dark cells under the Keep”, said Rhaegar, “the first one to go will be Otto Hightower

“Of course”, you whispered, “and you both said, she wants to see me?”

“Yes, she summoned you first”, said Cregan

“Me? why?”, again, his concern was visible

“I’m guessing for you the bend the knee”, he said

“I can’t go, I’m looking for my children”, you said wobbly

“There is something else”, Rhaegar said

“What? what is it?”, you asked

“He said something cryptic in the message, she wrote, The Kraken and the Dragon”

You got angry, you didn’t want to answer the call, but, how could you say no? if the ironborn… if the Greyjoys had your children… you didn't even want to know what might happen to them, they were treacherous, not to be trusted, and Sarra…

“What?”, you asked, suddenly enraged, there were no coincidences, you had learned that the hard way, and if Rhaenyra mentioned the name of the people you thought responsible for taking your children…

“You need to go, I will stay here and follow the lead, I’ll fly to Pyke myself if I have to”, he promised you

“The Greyjoys cannot be trusted”, you warned, but as you look into his eyes, you whined, “I want to find my babies”, you whispered, “I want to find Sarra”, you said

“I know, but if you don’t go…”

“What? what do you think is going to happen?”, you asked

“Mother, you had risen armies, you looked her in the eye and told her she wasn’t your Queen, you need to bend the knee”, he said, “there is too much at stake”

And it hit you

You had said those things to her, you fought her battles as you were distracted, she had taken the Iron Throne for herself.

“I will go”, you said, “I will go and bend the knee for all of us”

“I will go to Pyke”, Rhaegar said

“I will need a ride South”, said Cregan looking at you

Time was acting curious when the only thing you cared about was finding your children, time became a funny thing, and when you flied all the way down to King’s Landing in one night, time happened even faster

Soon you landed in the Dragonpit, and everywhere you looked at… was black and red, red and black, the red three headed dragons heraldry could be seen hanging from everywhere

It was insane

Cregan had come with you, sensing he needed to bend the knee to ease the troubled mind of the new Queen, who had lost so much during this war.

You were received by a carriage and a platoon of soldiers, all of them wearing black and red, it was dizzying.

King’s Landing has not been touched by war, it had no held battles within its walls, and yet, you could feel it in the air as you were advancing through the empty streets, the unrest, the uneasiness, the mistrust, it was like the calm before the storm. Like in the middle of the gloomiest, coldest day you felt this warm breeze, something that clearly did not belong there, that it was a clear omen that a storm was on their way.

That is what you felt 

You were received by cold, unknown looks, not even one single Lord, the Keep seemed empty, devoid of life, and the lousy court. It was empty.

You guessed that first the Greens eliminated those who were devoted to Rhaenyra, and now Rhaenyra had eliminated those who were devoted to Aegon the Usurper

Black banners with your sister’s sigil were hung on both sides of the huge entrance to the Throne Hall, and soon you walked those short steps up to enter the most important room in all the Kingdoms. You shared concern looks with Cregan when you were before the doors, he only nodded, and soon, the doors opened

“Princess Y/N of House Targaryen, Lady of Harrenhal, and Lord Cregan of house Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North”, someone presented, you looked down the room, to the other side and…

There she was

It was like a dark vision, your sister seated in the Iron Throne, grabbing it tightly, her mouth twisted and a frown on her face, your uncle was standing next to her on her right, and Jacaerys was in her left

“Sister”, she greeted

“Queen Rhaenyra”, you said back, you couldn’t anger her, this woman before you, she was no longer your sister, who knows what she is capable off

“Cregan Stark”, she greeted then

“Your Grace”, he said back

“You took the capital”, you observed

“My rightful place, wouldn’t you say?”, she asked

“Of course”, you said back hastily, “it was a good strategy, not even I saw it coming”

“Because you were everywhere else, but where it mattered”, spitted your uncle

“Sister”, you said gently, ignoring him, “maybe you are not aware, but Aegon the Usurper attacked Winterfell, in these terrible events, my two young children barely escaped, alongside Lord Cregan’s oldest daughter Sarra, they are missing in the frosty forests, I was searching for them…”

“Your children are safe”, she interrupted, and you looked up at her wide-eyed

“What?”, you asked, astonished 

“I know where your children are”, she said, “and you own daughter, Lord Stark”, you both stood there, frozen, you couldn’t see if that in your sister’s tone was a threat, or if you should feel relieved

“Where are they?”, you asked

“Safe”, she said

“WHERE?”, you asked loudly and firmly

“You are talking to the Queen”, said Daemon, “Show some respect”, he muttered, but as he looked at Rhaenyra, she shook her head slightly

“To my understanding”, she said then, looking at you, “you have captured Helaena Targaryen, and her children”, she said like it was a good thing, you shared concerned looks with Cregan

“Captured?”, you asked, “what do you mean?”

“She is your hostage, isn’t she?”, she asked

“She is in Harrenhal, yes”, you said vaguely, “and her children”, the ones you tried to kill, you thought bitterly 

“I see”, was she hinting what you thought she was thinking

“And the traitor and usurper, Aemond targaryen?”, asked Daemon

“What about him?”, you said

“He plotted to usurp our righteous Queen”, he said, “he is a traitor and therefore, must be executed”, you paled at the thought

“He was key, in the defeat of the Greens”, you said then, “he convinced Highgarden to join our side, my queen”, you said firmly, “he is faithful to my daughter, they are married, he is of my blood now”, you said firmly, “he surrendered, he surrendered the Baratheon Army he was leading”

“He will have to come here and bend the knee”, she said

“He tried to kill me!”, interrupted Jacaerys

“And I stopped him”, you fought 

“Because of him this war erupted”, said Rhaenyra

“The war is almost won”, you said, “Aegon might be at large, but you, my Queen, hold the capital, we have armies, the Lannister’s is completely destroyed, as the Baratheons, we have dragons”

“The Northern army is at your service, my queen”, said Cregan, “thanks to your sister, is almost complete, just as the Arryns”

“The Arryns are facing an uprising and a civil war”, said Daemon

“Sister…”, you called, taking the complete attention of her, you couldn’t care less about anything else, “where are my children?”, you asked then

“I need you to understand it is not easy for me to trust you”, she said defensively, “you said I was not your sister, nor your queen, so you must understand, you need to fall in line”

“So you took my babies to make me fall in line?”, you asked, and she kept quiet, your father’s crown must have a tight hold in her brain, you thought bitterly, “I’ll fall in line”

“This is a good start sister”, she said, “If you say our half brother and sister are not a threat, they will come here and bend the knee to me as well”, she said, “as will your children”

“You have no reason to suspect me or my family”, you said

“Really?”, mocked Daemon, “Do you want to know what sigil is hanging over the Twins in the Riverlands? or in Highgarden in the Reach?”, he asked, and you didn't even know the answer, “yours, not our Queen’s” 

“Those were…”, you didn’t even know how to explain that

“Your children weren’t they?”, she said, “they did those treacherous things”

“We are on one side”, you said sincerely, “they took those castles in your name, they were fighting your battles”, you said gently, even though you weren’t truly sure about what you were saying. 

You looked at Cregan by your side, the war had exploded because of you, your children fought battles because they thought you were dead… you couldn’t even began to explain what they were thinking, they wanted blood in your name

“You said I wasn’t your Queen, nor your sister”, she repeated, “of course now you spew deceitful words in front of me”, she said spitefully. You sighed loudly, this is something you could have never even think about happening, so you did the one thing you could in this position

You kneeled right in front of her, “I, Princess (Y/N) of House Targaryen, Lady of Harrenhal, rider of Vhaelar, I pledged my undying allegiance and devotion to you Rhaenyra of house Targaryen, first of her name, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm”, you said firmly, looking down at the ground, Cregan kneeled right beside you

“I Cregan Stark, swear my allegiance to you my Queen, the North is yours”, he said then. You didn’t care at this point, you would do anything to recuperate your babies, no matter the cost. 

“Like i said”, she said firmly, “this is a start, you will summon your family here, and they will al bend the knee and call me their rightful Queen”, she demanded, and you nodded, and you started planning, you needed to speak to them first, to explain, to see what they thought about this.

“I will”

“And the Tullys, and the Tyrells”, she also demanded

“This war isn’t over yet”, said Daemon, “we still have battles to fight, enemies to defeat, that cunt… needs to die”

“What about my children, when will I be aware of their whereabouts?”, you asked again

“As soon as all the family and the Lords and Ladies of the realm that you so selfishly rallied to your side instead of mine, swore allegiance to me”, she demanded.

And you looked at Cregan.

You had come willingly to King’s landing, but now you were not sure you could get out of it by your own will.

As soon you realized, you were right

You and Cregan were politely asked to stay and rally the Lord and ladies by raven.

You were not treated like a prisoner, but they wouldn’t let you leave, though they gave you complete freedom within the keep

Your children were prisoners, your older children could be easily treated as traitors if your sister so pleased.

Helaena, Helaena and her babies, the rightful heirs of Aegon II, the current King of the seven Kingdoms… they were more in danger than anyone else, and you had no idea how you were going to protect them

In your stay in the Keep you had learned other things as well

Otto Hightower had the first ticket for a one-way trip to the gallows, but first Rhaenyra wanted the surrender of the biggest army at play, an army with a dragon that were stalking the Stormlands not far from here… other treacherous lords were condemned as well, but they deserve it…

And Queen Alicent, she was made a prisoner in the tower of the hand

You needed to see her as well, but you weren’t sure they were going to allow you to

“Where are we going?”, demanded to know Sarra, as she held on tightly on Saera and Vaegor

“The dragon Queen has given us permission to plunder and ravage everything in the Westerland we can get our hands on”, said the Red Kraken, “we are going to start in Casterly Rock”

“You are insane, even I, a Northerner girl know that the Rock cannot be conquered, not even by Dragons”, Dalton Greyjoy only chuckled darkly, “let alone by sea”

“You know nothing of what we are capable of doing, the Lannister army is in shambles, if we cannot take the rock we will take Lannisport and hit them by land”, he said, “I don’t have to explain military strategies to a little girl”, he mocked 

“That is even more insane!”, she said, “Let us get out”, she looked at the far off shore, “Here we are near The Grag, aren’t we? we are in the Riverlands, the Tullys are our allies, leave us in a small boat, I can row to shore, and then you can go and plunder and sack whatever you want, we are deadweight”. She said urgently, “My betrothed has a dragon, his twin brother, his sister, HIS MOTHER!”, she said, “they are all looking for us”, she explained, “they are going to be angry”

“Even in Pyke we have heard stories about the Strong Dragon”, he said, “I know who he is, he is the main reason why you are still in one piece, and I haven’t let my crew have their way with you”, Sarra flinched, grabbing the kids tighter against her, “you are safe as long as our new Queen says so”, he said mockingly, “I have no intention of burning to death, not before I fuck the Lannisters nicely in the ass”, Sarra tried to cover the children’s ears but it was of no use

Dalton looked up at the sky, the medium size dragon was flying over their heads, untiring, unwavering, sometimes she would fly towards land, but she would always come back, then he looked at the little girl, who the beast was bonded too

“No, you're going to stay here, in the safety of my boat, how can I deliver you to the Tullys, uh? what kind of gentlemen would I be?”, he said simply. Rapuaa was going to help with the invasion, medium sized or not, she was still a fire breathing dragon

More notes: it looks live everyones meeting in Casterly rock

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[ceoofhelaegon]

Idc how popular/unpopular this opinion is but Helaegon in the show deserves to be portrayed as a complex relationship and not as Aegon/Naerys 2.0 that this fandom desperately want.

Not to be offensive to anyone but saying that A*mond/Helaena are the original Naerys and Aemon is a braindead take

Received similar asks and I thought it was better to reply to both at the same time…so here we go:

Aegon IV:

Aenys was weak and Maegor was cruel and Aegon II was grasping, but no king before or after that would practice so much willful misrule.

—writings of Kaeth in Lives of Four Kings

'Fire and Blood' were the words of House Targaryen, but Dunk once heard Ser Arlan say that Aegon's should have been, 'Wash Her and Bring Her to My Bed'.

—thoughts of Duncan the Tall

Naerys: I have done my duty by you, and given you an heir. I beg you, let us live henceforth as brother and sister.

Aegon: That is what we are doing.

—Naerys and Aegon IV Targaryen

Nine mistresses:

Falena Stokeworth

Megette

Cassella Vaith

Bellegere Otherys

Barba Bracken

Melissa Blackwood

Bethany Bracken

Jeyne Lothston

Serenei of Lys

Other:

Daena Targaryen

Elaena Targaryen (rumored)

Daughters of Lord Butterwell (rumored)

Many others

Aegon II:

“When his grief had passed, King Aegon Il summoned his loyalists and made plans for his return to King's Landing, to reclaim the Iron Throne and be reunited once again with his lady mother, the Queen Dowager, who had at last emerged triumphant over her great rival, if only by outliving her. "Rhaenyra was never a queen," the king declared, insisting that henceforth, in all chronicles and court records, his half sister be referred to only as "princess," the title of queen being reserved only for his mother Alicent and his late wife and sister Helena, the "true queens." And so it was decreed.”

“Though Blood and Cheese spared her life, Queen Helaena cannot be said to have survived that fateful dusk. Afterward she would not eat, nor bathe, nor leave her chambers, and she could no longer stand to look upon her son Maelor, knowing that she had named him to die. The king had no recourse but to take the boy from her and give him over to their mother, the Dowager Queen Alicent, to raise as if he were her own. Aegon and his wife slept separately thereafter, and Queen Helaena sank deeper and deeper into madness, whilst the king raged, and drank, and raged."

I was going to put Aegon II’s lovers here but we don’t know them, he’s alleged to have 3 bastards, and none of them are confirmed.

Aemon:

Arianne: And the Dragonknight? The noblest knight who ever lived, you said, and he took his queen to bed and got her with child.

Arys: I will not believe that. The tale of Prince Aemon's treason with Queen Naerys was only that, a tale, a lie his brother told when he wished to set his trueborn son aside in favor of his bastard. Aegon was not called the Unworthy without cause.

—Arianne Martell and Arys Oakheart

Not every man has it in him to be Prince Aemon the Dragonknight or Symeon Star-Eyes...

—Wyman Manderly to Davos Seaworth

When he was born they named him for a hero who had died too young.

—Samwell Tarly recalling Aemon's namesake

Aemond:

Prince Aemond Targaryen, also known as Aemond One-Eye and Aemond the Kinslayer…

One-eyed Prince Aemond, nineteen, was found in the armory, donning plate and mail for his morning practice in the castle yard. "Is Aegon king?" he asked Ser Willis Fell, "or must we kneel and kiss the old whore's cunny?"

Helaena:

"Helaena was a pleasant, happy girl, and all agreed she would make a fine mother. And so she did, and quickly."

Naerys:

She almost died in the cradle and was sickly for most of her life, finding most physical activity to be very taxing. She ate but little and was painfully thin, almost emaciated.

She was also devout in her faith, and often found solace in the pages of The Seven-Pointed Star. She would have become a septa, had her father allowed it.

Aegon IV DESPISED Naerys, he disrespected her and by extent his own trueborn son because of that.

No matter what gaslighting the show tries to do, or other greenies that hate our Aegon…Aegon/Naerys/Aemon will NEVER be Aegon/Helaena/Aemond and in the words of Tywin Lannister:

Is not an opinion, it’s a fact!

[sailor-toni]

Introducing The Amazing Half-Ghost Drag Queen: Cosmonaut Bethany!

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After his identity is revealed in Phantom Planet, Danny wishes to go back to living a double life. While at college he finds it ion an unexpected way. Through the wonders of Drag shows.

Written for @ectoblastfromthepast for Phicc Phight

Original Prompt: Everyone knows Danny is Phantom. But they don't know about his *other* double life

In the mirror he practiced his routine with his lips, watching as the layers of make up easily moved on his face. If he showed up with cracking makeup the ladies would drag him for miles. Ivana would be the one at the helm, with her tacky ass platform shoes slamming him against the pavement. Danny placed the long flashy lashes on his lash line, fighting the urge to blink. 

For years Danny lived a double life, by day he was a normal C average student, and by night he fought ghosts and monsters that traveled into their world. It was a thrilling life full of dangers and violence, and great friends. Although he was paying for it now. The first time he slipped a pale blue strapless gown on, he shuddered at the sight of his muscles poking out of it. He was a cross dressing man who looked like a crossdressing man. And with how he had to fold his dick and with how much that dress cost. He did not want to look like a crossdressing man. He could’ve asked Jazz for help… but she put so little makeup on, Danny didn’t think she knew how to help him. Sam was a second option but he didn’t want to look goth, or emo. Tucker only knew how to make fursuits, and Valerie hated his guts. A lot of people hated his guts when everything was revealed. 

Danny Fenton is Danny Phantom! Who could have known! The town shouted. I knew! Wes shouted, and the town continued to cry, who could’ve known! They looked sooooooooo different! Hate and fame were given to him at a half-life as former friendly classmates turned on him. 

“Did you not trust me?” They asked. “Why did you never tell me?” 

“You know, I always knew you were more than meets the eye,” Dash was the first of the bullies to kiss his ass. The rest soon follow with their own bland lies and brown noses. 

Danny begged God for things to change at college. And the monkey paw curled his finger as well; he may not have had history with these people. Everyone wanted to be BFFs with the Ghost Hero who saved the planet from a ghost rock. 

Why couldn’t things go back? Danny thought. Back to when he was a nobody could change face and live a completely different life. Then he saw it. Tucker’s Mom had gotten his mom addicted to watching Rupaul's Drag Race. The makeup and hair hid their faces better than his powers could do and they looked like they were having fun. 

“Hold still while I get this,” Paulina said, bending her body over his to apply the 35 fake stick-on diamonds to his face.

Yeah, Danny only knew of one person who was an expert at makeup and dresses. Paulina acted like a child at the candy store when Danny sunk into her dorm room with a duffle bag of supplies. She had a sketchbook of looks, ideas, and makeup looks she printed off the internet. Sometimes Danny felt like her personal full size barbie doll. One time she made him a candy land inspired look, complete with a six-foot-tall lollipop wand for him to pole dance around. That was not to say he didn’t have a say in what he could wear. For Paulina’s 21st birthday, he, or should he say, Bethany showed up in full Paulina Sanchez drag. Complete with oversize balloons stuffed into his chest. 

No one knew who Bethany actually was. They assumed she was a college friend of Paulia’s. Someone who was a stranger to her old highschool friends. Dash never realized that it was actually Danny under the wig and makeup, not even when he drunkenly began fondling the balloon breasts. 

Danny never told his friends or family about the drag either. His parents and friends would accept him of course. But it wouldn’t be a true double life if everyone knew. Just like his performance the double life, the secrets, the moments where if they had come in at the wrong moment. He would have been caught. The thrill of it all gave him a burst of joy. A reminder of what life used to be. 

Paulina pushed herself off him and grabbed the mirror. “How do you look?” she asked. 

Danny wore an orange 50’s inspired space dress that jumped straight out of an old movie. His star studded wig was contained in a plastic helmet, with a hole cut out for his orange and navy makeup. Finally he stood on high go-go platform boots. 

“I like it,” Danny said, giving it a twirl. 

“Perfect! Now remember, if you win the prize, I want to try on the crown!” Paulina said. 

“Of course. But no instagram pics with it.” 

“I got it! Now do your ghost thing and let me know what happens.” 

“I will, thank you by the way.” 

“Don’t mention it.” 

Danny phased out of her room, his go-go boots slid on the air, invisible to the city under him. Nerves inginiting in his stomach, threatening to burst till he was on the stage of the night club, dancing to girls just wanna have fun. The crowd cheered at his flips, kicks, and his ‘magic’ tricks. The cards hidden within the fabric of his dress phased through the fabric and into his hands. His muscles allowed him to handstand on stage and twerk in the air. His final act of a triple flip ending in a split sent the crowd into a firestorm. The dollar bills rained down on him. 

This morning he was Danny Fenton the hero of the world, but right now he was Cosmonaut Bethany, participating before a crowd. Bethany didn’t win the crown for the next upcoming Miss Amity Park, but Danny had a great time with the other queens afterwards. 

[lifechanyuan]

Looking for your True Self (II)

Xuefeng

August 5, 2012

(Translated by Treasure and Edited by Kaer)

In our real lives, we all play roles defined by our plots, such as government civil servants, judges, police officers, businessmen, teachers, thieves, hooligans, and so on. These are not our true selves, but unconscious roles that have been arranged precisely for everyone according to the conscious needs of the plot, so if someone were to ask who you are and you answered that you are a mechanical engineer, that would be wrong.

Look into a mirror. Do you see yourself? The image that you see has to be wrong because all forms are seen inaccurately; you cannot see yourself by the image of your form. The one in the mirror is not your true self at all, but only a false representation. Compare your images at the ages of eight, eighteen, and forty-eight. They are completely different because they are all illusions; none of them are really you.

Look at the people around you; some are giving impassioned speeches, holding guns tightly, making films, singing and dancing, handling official business, fighting and quarreling, catching thieves, selling goods, and some are preaching. All are just acting and role-playing; none are their true selves but most are biological robots who are running according to their programmed procedures.

Your true self is completely free. When you feel unfree, you are not your real self. You have to go to work on time to make a living, do business to make money, be a police officer to catch bad guys, or do your job according to your superiors. Then, you have to maintain the support of your parents, buy a house and a car, get married, and have children. When you make choices, you have to consider the wishes of your family and others around you and you have to remember traditional ethics and customs. Ultimately, you can never be your true self. You have to consider the expectations, demands, and constraints of the people around you as well as the cultural values and customs that society adheres to. You want to go one way but you have to choose another. If you do not, then you will have too bare guilt and pain within your heart, be angry, assume a feigned manner, pose as a person with high morals, and say words and do things against your will or worse, you will face immediate problems with your food, clothing, shelter, transportation, birth, illness, and death. So, you would not have been living out your true self, but only playing the role that you have to play according to the program which has been designed as a social plot.

You want to be free in your heart but you must live within constraints because you are trapped within the program; put into the plot. Cattle are driven into sheds, pigs are driven into pens, and people are driven into circles of other people. Those who are supposed to dig holes, dig them; supposed to fly, fly; supposed to be herbivores, graze on grass; supposed to be carnivores, eat meat. All are hard-pressed to escape from the bonds of the Three Realms but can only be bound by the Five Elements. The script requires that ninety-nine percent of the people do not to know the truth because if it were widely known, then the play could not be performed.

A news story reported of a migrant whose wife had affairs at home when he was at work and eventually gave birth to a child. He did not know the truth and raised the child into adulthood, but as the child grew, he developed less and less like him, so he had a paternity test run. The DNA test result proved that the child was not his and threw him into a whirlpool of pain and trouble. Once the truth was known, a comedy became a tragedy. King Oedipus in ancient Greek mythology and legend married his own mother unknowingly and innocently, and took her as his queen. Had he not learned the truth, he might have enjoyed his warm family, but when they learned it, the queen killed herself out of shame while Oedipus blinded himself and went into exile.

Once a truth is learned, its consequences can be terrible. What would you do if you learned that you had protected something that you should have destroyed or that you had tried to ruin something that you should have been grateful for? It would be useless at that moment, even if the pain and repentance broke your heart. A pig could not live for even a day if it knew that the reason it was bred in captivity was to be slaughtered for food. If ninety-nine percent of humans knew who they really were, then our whole social system and order would collapse and the human world as we know it would no longer exist.

How do we find our true selves?

Continue to “Looking for your True Self (III)”.

[sxpiosexualx]

Do you think varys will switch side when he finds out that sansa cares about people? Something denise never does.

Haha dear lord… I’m not sure if Varys would see any other potential queen and switch sides because of that, as much as I hope he would I think it’s wishful thinking and would be too much of a happy ending for everyone to jump ship and choose Sansa.

BUT that being said, it’s not beyond the realm of possibility. Varys may be a targ stan(lol) but Sansa has the right name too, and he knows she’s spent time in the south learning their courtesies. She wouldn’t be a foreigner, not really. I think what’s happened is he’s just never seen her as a candidate just like the majority of casual watchers. She’s the show’s best kept secret.

I do think that D*ny might do something that finally pushes Varys to abandon her cause which would most likely bring about his death(“if you ever betray me I’ll burn you alive”).

Anyway, apart from Varys… here’s a few other people I hope would rally to Sansa/The North’s side if it ever comes to it:

> Theon: because his loyalties should lie with the North instead of D*ny. If he could broker an alliance with the dragon queen I’m sure the Starks wouldn’t mind an alliance with the Iron Islands either, especially since Yara’s claimed they’ll stop their way of life(the r*ping and reaving etc). Also because D*ny hasn’t done shit to help Yara? Why? Because she has their ships and she doesn’t give a fuck that’s why. Theon and Sansa’s dynamic btw, is one I actually favour. They both went through some shit and Sansa(on the show at least) helped him shed out of Reek. Please let them reconnect.

> Jaime: because “Sansa Stark is my last chance at honour.” For now, I’m sure his main objective is to join the fight against the Night King so I don’t think his allegiance would be clear but if it ever came to it, perhaps after the fight if he doesn’t perish, it makes a whole lot more sense to pledge his loyalties to Sansa than it does to the mad king’s daughter. I’m certain he was having war flashbacks lol, and it sucks because he was so close to ending D*ny. SO close. Of course from a narrative point, you wouldn’t expect her to die so soon, she still played her role in the war of the dawn, but looking at it from Jaime’s perspective, he was just trying to save millions of lives.

> Tyrion: I’m a little more skeptical with him, because he clearly cares about D*ny but he has to come to his senses. He needs to realise she’s not who she once was. Who better to side with than someone he swore an oath to protect? *cough* Sansa.

> Sandor: I MEAN COME ON. If the hound makes it to Winterfell with everyone else and swears his allegiance to D*ny at any point without even considering Sansa as an option I’m really… like I’m REALLY going to throw a book at my TV/laptop/whatever the fuck I’ll be watching season 8 on. Sansa humanised Sandor, he may not be on my list of favs but I wont stand to watch him serve another impulsive brat.

> Jon: I’m really going to scream SO LOUD if it EVER came to choosing D*ny or Sansa and my son does so much as CONSIDER siding with that lizard I will literally scream bloody murder to his characterisation because fuck no will Jon fucking Snow ever in a million years choose someone like D*enerys over his own fucking family, fuck you D&D. And it’s got nothing to do with Jonsa either like fuck ships for now, erase it and it still makes no fucking sense for Jon to want to side with his “““LoVeR”” stfu it’s so ugly. Not only is he a Stark, he swore to protect her. That much is tru. There is no way in hell he’s about to turn his back on her, but if he somehow does, I hope him and D*ny both perish. Because that’s not Jon Snow.

> also Gendry, actually?: I hope he and Arya become a thing or at least get to meet again, and it makes better sense for him to side with the Starks than with that foreign invader. There’s already a Stark/Baratheon connection anyway.

It’s a bit weird isn’t it, how the story has made a point to connect so many characters back to Sansa. It’s almost as if… she has… a bigger purpose :)

Thanks for the ask! lmao.

[arc-misadventures]

Jaune FMK velvet, blake, fiona

Jaune: MFK III

Jaune: Okay… I have to ask this before we get started…

Velvet: Ask what?

Blake: This should be good.

Fiona: W-What is he going to do?

Jaune: How about… How about a faunas… A faunas harem…?

BVF: …

Fiona: Dibs!

BV: Di…?!

Blake: Shit!

Velvet: Dammit!

Jaune: Uhh…? Am I… Am I missing something?

Blake: Fiona claimed the head of the Harem.

Jaune: Wait? We’re actually doing it?!

BVF: Yes.

Jaune: Oh… Awesome! But, uhh… Why, and how is, Fiona the head? I thought you had to fight to be the head, or something. It seriously can’t be decided on a, ‘dibs’ system, right?

Blake: Oh there will be a battle for the head. In the bedroom~!

Velvet: Oh, am I looking forward to that~!

Fiona: But, until then I am the head, or the Queen of your harem. Master~!

Jaune: M-M-M-Master?!

Blake: Yes, but for now, shall we play our little game now, Nayster~!

Jaune: Fuck that is hot… Ahem! So… Okay… First is, Kill. And, I mean no offence by any of this; it’s just a game.

Velvet: Don’t worry, Master. We will accept whatever choice you make.

Jaune: One of you is going to get it tonight at this rate… OKAY! So… I’m sorry but, I’m going to have to kill, Blake.

Blake: What?! Why, Nyaster why?!

Jaune: You’re doing this on purpose! Ahem! Okay… Well… Blake you are in a bit of a unstable place right now.

Blake: Unstable how?

Jaune: Well… You’re doing better, but you still going through some of that, Adam baggage. And, while I know you want to move on, but are you ready to move on?

Blake: Ah!

Blake: …

Blake: No… No, you’re right; I’m not ready for a relationship. I’m truing to do… to be better than I was. Better than I was before, Adam. But, I’m not ready yet. Thank you… Jaune. I will strive to become better than what I was, then what I am.

Jaune: Take all the time you need, Blake. I’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready.

Blake: I promise you won’t wait too long, Nyaster~! And, when we do, I would prefer a collar with a bell on it, and a short leash~!

Jaune: O-O-Oh…?! N-N-Noted!

Fiona: Are you going to get one of those too?

Velvet: If, Master commanded it I would happily do as he commands. But, I would prefer a very specific type of bunny tail~!

Fiona: Beg, pardon?!

Jaune: Okay… Next is, Fuck… Hmm in that case, I chose… Fiona. Yeah… F.F! Fuck Fiona!

Fiona: Eep?! Y-Y-Y-You’re gonna do what to me?!

Blake: Don’t you want to do that with him?

Fiona: I do! I-I-It’s just hearing him so boldly, and with such determination say he’s going to f-f-f-fuck me?! I-I-I-Is…?! EEP?!

Blake: Wow… Talk about bottom energy…

Velvet: Well, you won’t be, Queen for long.

Fiona: Shut it! I can totally be the, Queen!

Jaune: Can you~?

Fiona: Huw, whoa t-too close!

Jaune: How can you be a, Queen? Queen’s are meant to project power, and authority! But, you however… You may wear the mask of a queen, but I bet if I pinned you to the wall…

Fiona: W-W-Wall?!

Jaune: Grabbed your clothes, and ripped them to shreds leaving you bare for all the world to see…

Fiona: B-B-Bare…?!

Jaune: Dropped my pants, and took you right there on the spot. You would be begging me to breed you. Isn’t that right my little, Lamb~?

Fiona: B-B-B-B-B-BreeeeeeeeeeeeEEP?!!

(Thud!)

Jaune: Oh… Uhh… I think…?

BV: You went too far.

Jaune: Yeah, that. Lets get her on the couch, don’t want to leave her on the ground like that.

Velvet: That’s too much for a girl to handle on their first time. Well, for a girl like her that is; Feel free to do that to me whenever you desire to, Master~!

Blake: Me as well, Nyaster~!

Jaune: N-Noted… So, based on the results, I will marry, Velvet. If you’ll have that is, Velvet.

Velvet: I would be my honour to become your bride, Master. I look forward to siring many children from my superior human master~!

Jaune: Human what now?!

Blake: You have a human kink, Velvet? I would have never had guessed so.

Velvet: Only for, Jaune. And, besides, a little raceplay makes things all the more exciting~! Don’t you agree, Blake~?

Blake: I well… Uhh…?!

Jaune: Ahem! Lets… Lets leave such conversations for the bedroom shall we…?

Velvet: As you desire, Master. Oh! I can wait to introduce you to the rest if my family! My Mother, and sisters are going to love you!

Jaune: Oh, really? Well, I look forward to meeting your family too, Velvet.

Velvet: You’ll love them, Master! Although, I am curious…

Jaune: About what?

Velvet: Oh, just how many nieces, and nephews I’ll have after you meet them.

Jaune: Eh…?!

Velvet: Or, how many new siblings I may have as well! Oh, now I really can’t wait for you to meet my family, Master~!

Jaune: Beg pardon?!

Blake: Ohh! You should give me some new siblings after you meet my, Mother too, Nyaster!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Okay then… I guess…?

[ryugujitr]

Goodmorning or afternoon, evening or g'night.

In this week's bulletin of "What the actual FUCK", we will discuss;

FUCK MORNINGS

'Photoshop? Nope, but I'mma teach u anyway'

Laughing at drama queens is 🤡bad🤡

Feminism vs Opinions

I ain't yo ma'

FYCK MORNING CLASSES- COMMUTING ISNT AS PAINFUL AS WAKING UP 3 HOURS B4 CLASS AND REALISING HOW ILL BE WASTING TIME IN CLASS BC THE WOMAN DOesn'T KNOW SHIT SINCE SHE SPECIALISES IN PRINT. But you know what- you can't say anything bc respect your lecturers and also set THE STACKS OF MONEY U HAVE TO PAY FOR TUITION FEE ON FIRE.

This OWMAN. OH MY GOD THIS WOMAN. SHE IS PISSY AND DEFENSIVE FOR THE SLIGHTEST OF THINGS. GIRL- YA DONT KNOW HOW TO USE PHOTOSHOP OR ANY OTHER ADOBE SOFTWARE-

🤡QUIT.THE.COURSE 🤡

But noooooOoOOo WE MEET HER 6 TIMES A WEEK AND EVERY CLASS IS FUCKING CHAOS- BRUH. And These little devils think distracting her is fun- like EXCUSE ME HAHAHAHAHAHAH- THE FUCK WILL U WRITE IN YOUR EXAMS@??????????????? SOME OF US ACTUALLY WANT THIS DEGREE SO WE CAN WORK , NOT RELY ON A MAN FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES.

OH OH AND THEN- while the chaos is at full blast this girl is just; 'LeT heR sPeaK atleast LISTEN TO MISS FIRST'

And

This hoe- had been distracting and barfing out useless comments since the class started- says 'So *snifFs* we CanT evEn aSk questioNs *forces a fake sob* 🤡🥲

SO WHY WOULD U NOT LAUGH? AND I WAS JUST: PFFT and

the lecturer is just: WHY ARE U LAUGHING AT HER

Like bruh...she is lying. I am laughing at her AUDACITY OF DERAILING THE CLASS AND PRETENDING TO ACT LIKE SHE CARES AND YOUR STUPIDITY. But kay I guess ....

So TURNS OUT IN THIS CENTURY AND DAY-

Someone comes up to me and asks "Are you a feminist?"

And your boi was literally looking for her STUDENT ID SHE LOST AGAIN, n i was like "Why."

"because you're so confident and strong headed- im glad to see young women who are opinionated enough to take a stand even if they are in the wrong."

Mind you, if my hand wasn't in my bag it would've been down that bitch's throat. AND she is younger than me too and HAD NEVER CONVERSED WITH ME BEFORE, EVER. EVEN IF IM WRONG? THE DEBATE WASNT EVEN A DEBATE I WAS ASKED ABOUT MY OPINION N I GAVE IT TO THE LECTURER WHO AGREED EITH ME AND IT HIT ME-

To this day, a WOMAN'S OPINION- only shows she's a FEMINIST- bc an opinion is something ONLY A MAN CAN HOLD. Since, you know...FEMALES aren't humans .....

Finally, we planned on complaining about the lecturer's LACK OF KNOWLEDGE ABOUT OUR DEGREE YET HER AUDACITY TO TEACH. SO- I was like, I ain't complaining cause ya'll gonna back out.

HIGHKEY- TRU BC THE COMPLAINT LINGERED ON FOR 2 WEEKS N MOST OF tHESE HOES DIPPED.

And yesterday, as I walked out of The cafeteria after discovering INFLATION IS A BITCH- this random girl comes to me and is just:

🤡- Hey bestie what happened for the complaint?

🫥: Idk

🤡- GoD yOu're so Usless you Have ONE JOB, AREN'T yOu lIke onE of ThoSe smaRt Kids?

🫥: smart I am, your mother, I am not.

If i could, i would've socked her in the face too, but their were too many witnesses.😏🧐

💗❣️So, that concludes our second week's therapy session.❣️💗

BUT PLEASE TELL ME, HOW YOU DOIN? HOW WAS UR WEEK? GOT ANY NEWS ABOUT LITERALLY ANYTHING - I'LL TAKE IT.❣️💗

(i had to put readmore so ppl wouldnt have to scroll endlessly)

MISS GURL - WHAT IN THE FRIENDS’ NAME IS YOUR circus COLLEGE DOIN?

6 TIMES A DAMN WEEK? I WOULDNT EVEN BE ABLE TO STAND TWO- LIKE AM I MISSIN SOME SHIT HERE OR???

nah cuz that stanky ass bitch asked u “WhY aRe YoU lAuGhIng” i wouldve sent a chair flying in her face bc girl nobody paid your dumbass to be here, it aint nobody’s fault but yours that you got stuck teachin shit you dont even know about like nobody did that for you but yourself

ALSO - WHOS THE HOE THAT SAID YOU’RE USELESS FOR NOT DOIN THE JOB SHE KEPT COMPLAININ ABOUT? also legitimately what the actual fuck was that person thinking when asking if you’re a feminist…….. why.

perhaps the kugelblitz or general apocalypse would have been a good idea here. some people just make this world a terrible place, as IF WE DIDNT HAVE ENOUGH TO DEAL WITH ALREADY FOR FUCKS SAKE YKNOW??? TOTALLY NOT MHMMM

And thank you for stopping by and checking up bestie, i am also having a rather horrific start of my last year of this bullshit jungle circus school.

first of all; EVERYONE IS ATTACKING US FROM EVERY SINGLE FUCKIN DIRECTION ABOUT TESTS, STUDYING AND CHOOSING WHICH HIGH SCHOOL TO GO TO (as if last year wasnt fuckin plenty enough of stress), TEN TIMES WORSE BECAUSE ITS OUR LAST YEAR AND “we’re mature, we’re older, we should be smarter and wiser”………. RIGHT.

second of all - we miraculously have a new student in our shitty class (GIRLIE YOU COULDVE PICKED ANY OTHER FUCKIN CLASS, WHY THIS ONE FILLED WITH IDIOTS???) which is weird, not in a rude way but like…… transferring last year to another school seems more stressful than trying to find a needle in a haystack within one hour, considering 1. you dont know anyone or anything here now 2. you barely have friends and 3. the grading system is entirely diff and fucked way more than your past school so idk how this girl is going to make it but im gonna try look out for her from the shadows and help when i can.

third of all - WE DONT HAVE A SINGLE BREAK EXCEPT FOR WHEN YOU HAVE A RELIGION RELATED HOLIDAY (i have one in october - A SINGLE DAY) AND A SINGLE LITTLE SAD FUCKIN FRIDAY UNTIL THE 30TH OF DECEMBER. WHO MAKES IT OUT ALIVE UNTIL THEN IS A FUCKIN PSYCHOPATH BECAUSE I SURE AINT, WHO TF IS MENTALLY STABLE ENOUGH TO BE COMFORTABLE FOR THIS SHIT AINT NO FUCKIN WAY THATS ME

fourth of all, the teachers are twats- worse than ever before. they’re harassing us from every direction because its our last year, we have to behave, we have to study, keep in line - BUT LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT, IM NOT DOING THAT. THE NEXT TIME SOMEONE DARES SPEAK TO ME IN A WAY I DONT LIKE IM SOCKING THEM IN THE FACE, DRAGGING THEM OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL BY THEIR WIG AND BANGING THEIR HEAD AGAINST THE RAILS UNTIL THEY GET A. CONCUSSION. IM NOT HAVING IT.

fifth of all - i was extremely close to getting into a fight and beating the shit out of a girl (lets call her B for Bitch) from my class. im gonna make one thing clear - i hate liars, despise them to the core. i hung out with B and a couple other two girls at lunch and she began literally speedwalking when one of those two girls told me that B asked her why im hanging out with them randomly. i immediately yelled at her dumbass to stop running from her problems and turn around cuz im not a kindergarten teacher, she stopped in her tracks and i told her if she was so bothered by me she should tell me instead of being a coward and talking shit behind my back. she got extremely uncomfortable and didnt dare even look me in the eye for the rest of the day and tbh she should be glad she didnt.

as expected, im definitely not gonna be anything like allison or klaus this year - i’ll be going on a yelling and beating spree from how annoyed people already get me here. my class absolutely didnt change for the better, when they all grow up im betting my left eye they’ll be living a sad life in this country fr.

anyway, ur homegirl will be alone at lunch in the bathroom listening to tua music and probably scrolling thru media bc whats better than learning tua footloose dance in the school bathrooms 💀💀💀

overall you and i both are gonna have a tough year it seems, i’ll always be here for therapy sessions tho dearest 😭😭🖤🖤🖤

[dread3r]

i am sick and tired of people saying dorian doesn't love manon and is only "attracted" to her or it was "just sex" for dorian. or dorian was "on a phase" with Manon. and that sorscha was the one for dorian

let me remind you people

He usually trued not to think about Celaena, Aelin- whoever she was. Tried not to think about Chaol and his lying, or Aedion and his treason. He wanted nothing to do with them, not now that Sorscha was with him.

Dorian started with Sorscha with Celaena still in his heart too. Same way Dorian started with Manon with Sorscha in his conscience.

She looked at him the way he'd once caught Celaena looking at Chaol.

But did he look at her like that? Dorian wanted to SAVE her because he knew the COST AND DANGER it was to be with him.

If he left to be with her, [...] No, Dorian could not have the luxury of choosing.

He never saw Sorscha as his queen even if Chaol visualized so. He endured everything to give Sorscha a fighting chance in the future WITHOUT HIM.

That he had not forgotten her. So Dorian let his father rage. [...] For Sorscha, for the promise of keeping her safe, of someday, perhaps, not having to hide what and who he was, he kept on his well-worn mask [...] When Celaena got back [...] Then they would set about changing the world together.

He never saw himself being with her. He just wanted her safe the same way Chaol wanted Celaena safe.

Oh, Chaol. He understood completely now [...] "Please," [...] "Please..." // "Together. We'll face this together." And it was selfish and horrible of him, but he put up no further argument.

And when he begged her to go, it was when the deaths of thousands in the Calculla rebellion hung over him. He wanted her to stay for himself. We all know how the concept of love Maas has, it's the selfless type of love i'll-suffer-for-you instead type of love.

"Because she died. And even before she did, this world saw to it that she suffered, and was afraid, and alone. And even though no one will remember who she was, I do. I will never forget the color of her eyes, or the way she smiled. And I will never forgive them for taking it away."

The most prominent words from Sorscha that Dorian recalled was "I was not supposed to love you." in KoA. Dorian blamed himself in Sorscha's death and how weak and powerless he was. How he had to beg for her safety. Sorscha was the turning point for Dorian to change himself and take full responsibility as king (even while they were still together, he was more kingly than ever before, it just went full circle when she died)

Did he love her? He'd always been generous with his lovers. [...] but this time he genuinely wanted to give her things.

When Sorscha confessed her love for Dorian, he begged the king for her safety. Yes, he did love her. It's true. Dorian will always have a part of Sorscha in his identity.

But Manon, Manon who would be his wife, his queen. She was already his equal, his match, his mirror in so many ways.

I'm not married because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.

Yes, it was horrible that Maas wrote Sorscha just to kill her. In the end, Manon was his soulmate. And they both showed it (beyond the mind-blowing sex) in how they resented the feelings they had for each other in the midst of the war. And how Dorian neglected the proposal because he KNEW that Manon cannot be shackled to him just because of the war. They both knew and understood each other. In true Maas fashion in TOG, Sorscha led Dorian to Manon. And that open-ended ending in KoA where they will most likely heal together? wHERE IS THE MANORIAN BOOK MAAS WHERE?!

p.s.

Tell me your greatest wish. Tell me. Tell me, and I'll make it happen.

vs

"And there is only one witch who will be my queen."

"What is it that you want? // You, he almost said. All of you.

[jasperwhitcock]

hello, ive noticed that my feed has been super dry lately even though I follow lots of people and i think it’s because a lot of fans have left tumblr :( and i follow people from different timezones so when I’m asleep my feed is full but when I’m awake it’s just *crickets* so can you please recommend me active twilight blogs, preferably who go by PST, please? im on tumblr 24/7 cause i need distractions lol also throwback to pre-midnight sun release when twilight tumblr was hella active and there was so much content :( i miss that

only the strong remain 💔 alright here is my twilight blog starter kit follow list. some of my fave blogs, the blogs i see most often on my dash, my bffs even if they’re on hiatus, etc. i’ll try to note their time zones if i’m sure of them bc if i’m wrong that’d be so embarrassing fhjshfjsf if u want to dm or reply w ur time zone i’ll update this post!

PST/MST: @paulxlahotee (wolfpack content, a cutie, will make u earrings that make u feel like a bad bitch) @the-golden-onion (a literal angel from heaven above i truly adore mads w my entire heart she got u on mike newton & mr. molina content) @cullen-collective (esme if smeyer wrote her to have a sense of humor and witty tongue. will take u under her wing and sing to u) @phil-dwyer-stan-account (hiatus but pls ask her astrology questions she will explain to u why u are the way that u are), @lemonadebottlecap (idek remember what it was but one of her tags made me LAUGH so much the other day), @edytheelizabethcullen (alex is the sweetest, u must follow),

CST: @howlonghaveyoubeenseventeen (JACOB/WOLFPACK CONTENT, truly EVERYBODY’S friend, the sweetest person, pls send her pics of cute dogs)

EST: @kaquiche (funny, friendly, twilight video editing QUEEN, will be ur bff in 2 seconds), @bellaskhakis (cursed content, a demon, my greatest enemy, ok i’m kidding she will be so sweet to u but once u get close she will roast tf out of u we are like sisters), @teamjacobthot (wolfpack content, dij is probably the coolest person u will meet on this site), @bellasredchevy (kae is the god of the renaissance idk what else to say besides that bc this is a proven fact i adore her & her witty humor), @inthemiddleofmymidnight (that’s my best friend she’s a real bad bitch i love kim not a single post fucking misses), @swanresidence (CUTIE, she got JOKES she been making me laugh so much in my dms), @leahclearwaterdefensesquad (LEAH CONTENT/wolfpack content, kate has my heart), @volturialice i will forever be in love w g she is the mother i never had, she is the sister everybody would want she is the friend that everybody deserves i don’t know a better person, alice/fanfic content), @bellas-dumptruck-ass (i will never not giggle at this url but elaine is sososo funny but also so smart, always making POINTS), @renegadepack (wolfpack content, aaron is a tru must follow)

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[ilikelookingatthings]

My thoughts on He-Man and the show Masters of the universe Part 1

First.....I have to thank this show. I got curious about He-Man after seeing a trailer of this and the most recent She-ra and I kind of really adore the funimation he-man and am watching some of the 2002 He-man.

Funimation HE-MAN is weird but so dang charming and just fun. Its simple but can feel smart in a weird way. XD

I watched the first few episodes before i watched some of the source material and after.

So my view is its got great ideas and fun animation.

That said....some of the exicution might be where the problem is?

Specifically the dialogue....the dualogue isn't very good and i can't tell if it wants to own the puns ir make fun if them...which us kindif unfair when the origibal puns were fun and clever and everyone did so.

I think condidering i had no idea who Adam was before this...he is so CHARMING. He has very little screentime but he stole the SHOW. He feels so secure and this guy saved the universe. That line aboyt the boy holding the universe innhis hands? SO GOOD XD

My favorite part was when he popped the cringer bubble saying he has the power. XD

And him looking vmback and teela before he vaporized knowing that was the first time she knows? YES.

Now for those who have gripes with Teela....i can see it....HOWEVER she is beautiful even if her edgelord apocolipse haircut taps the 'is she a lesbian?' steriotype cut.

Idea wise she is actually pretty incharacter to me. Before i found out more of her character her logic made sense...but after i got to see different versions of her... she is 100 percent incharacter. She is stubborn, has a bit more of a temper...i felt the echos of the episide she lost a flight competition and she was a bad sport saying it wasn't fair and not believing her queen when the Queen said she knew a manuver until Teela witnessed ace pilot Queen in action.

That 100 percent lines up with Teela avoiding her fruends and family and trying to stay mad so she wo 't ve sad. She has a strong pride.

Logic wise it makes sense. She was his bodyguard...he was her bestfriend and someone she admired twice over and she thought Adam was safe. Just to have him die infront of her as Adam and He-man.

She had to find out like that instead of being told... and it turned out his mom, her dad, irko and cringer all knew. The only one who understood the shock and loss similar to her was KING RANDOR.

The king and queen was established to treat her like family.

So her biggest issue was when the king ordered her to banish her father from the kingdom when Adam has been approved to be their champion as he-man. Even if the king had kniwn it wouldn't have changed Adam would have been out there to try to help save the day and without adam specifically, everyone would have winked out of existance.

I LOVE Randor getting so upset at man at arms. Rander is a king and a warrior so he should be used to death. Its a FACT he-man has been a great nessacary champion and without him they would have been worst off. But thats his SON. His baby and future leader of the kingdom. He TRUSTED this nan that his son woukd ve safe withhim yet he LIED to the king's face abs let35 him believe his son was safe while encouraging Adam to be in danger.

He learned his son was vaporized...doesnt even have a body to mourn. His own wife and best friend knew and said nothing. So i actually LOVE Randor taking it out on Man at arms...not even wanting to look at him.

Its something that is unfair but also understandable as the grief of a parent isn't always fair. Something kind of unfair considering all he has done for them...but i think Man at arms understoid because he is ALSO a dad and it is literally part of his job to protect the royals.(if we take she-ra into account no wonder Randor blew up at him).

But what was even crueler is Randor...the one who might understand how Teela feels the most...who cared about her like family and knows that teela lost her best friend....ordered her to banish her FATHER.

And when she trued calling him out on that her father told HER off. Which they so read her ire. Teela has a atring sense if justice and takes things personally. Her dad knkws this is ubdqur fir her to ve ordered to do...but he put the grueving king's feelings above hers....hence why she started lashing out at everyone about the secerts.

And grief can make you angry and irrational...so Teela choosing to leave makes sense. Adam's death and him choosing to keep his identity from the king is what triggered RANDOR into blaming her father...so Teela choosing to be angry at Adam seems like a coping mechanism.

And in theroy all the building blocks supporting this viewing is there....but honestly the voice acting wasn't really doing it for me? It didn't ruin anything for. Alot of them are fun....I could see what they were TRYING to go for and i appreciated it...but I also completely get why some people get irritated at Teela.

They start off the series with Teela apparently replacing her father as man at arms. We are told she is competant at tactica and knows everything aside from Adam's secert.

The big villian Skeletor is gone, her kingdom lost its prince and heir ti the throne. Her king and queen lost their son and now they are losing man at arms. Yet she leaves....considering she just dedicated hersekf to the job and the people and the he-man lie didn't really change much......i can see why it looks like Teela is being childish, reckless and selfish.

Teela is dedicated to her job and duty in the original as well but the scene didn't do a good job at showing the audience WHY she was upset enough to leave. And considering she calls Adam a liar when he just saved her and the world and he praises her all that much before. It cones acriss as childish when she knows Randor and the Queen just lost their son. Considering she was literally Adam's bodyguard originally it did feel a bit weird she didn't blame herself more.

Also not going to lie....i was kindof pissed at her dad. He threw the DEAD Adam under the bus by saying that Adam ordered him not to tell the king...they jept putting it on Adam. Which i one hand...he is dead and ge is delivering that news to tgw father of Adam...i can relate to wanting to shift some blame....on the other.....no one really adresses that it was the sorceress that told Adam he couldn't share the secert?

The sorceress is mysterious and powerful and old...why not say the sorceress made Adam keep quiet? Orthat she ordered man at arms to keep quiet? Or everyone aside from the queen?

Considering Teela decided to hate on magic after Adam died to it, it would give some extra oomoh you know?

I think Teela looks cool...but i admittedly did assume for a second she and her new technological friend were a item for a second. I was qlso confused because theybysed the cliche 'i'm the brain she's the brawn' which felt weird since Teela is pretty smart and has led people into battle.

Lucky i'm a idiot so i honestly didn't notice the reveal twist of eviline. XD ,When i showed it to my sisters they guessed right away, So I definitely enjoy cringer the most when he appeared. I feel like the sorceress turning old was a good affect.

I can see why people might find Teela kibdif petty going on about turning her back on magic when it was literally explained that everything runs on it and they will all wither and die if they don't get this spark to meld the swords.

I LOVE the idea of the swords. It got more charming after I found out the original toy had two swords. XD

I like seeing Teela go to find her dad because she trusts in his abilities. I love her dad ckearly cares for her and the royal family still as well as orko. The robot bro is fun...though admittedly i think one of the issues is i don't know enough about him? So i think this show is wrong about being a gate way for new people...but it also doesn't have enough details were it fully fes like its continuing the 80's show?

Its still fun. I really like the dad wanting to naje it up to her. He loves her and he hurt her and i enjoy a petty Teela.

Some of the main issues is the dialogue feels both too simple and cliche?

The most enthusastic character is Teela's friend but i know next to nothing about her.

It think i enjoy the flashbacks the most. Teela's interesting... But honestly the heart feels like its Adam and i can see why they made a entire show around the guy.

I don't think i'm a fan of eviline being implied to like skeletor romantically? It felt kindof forced...the skeletor in the closet line was worth it though. XD

I think the mist intreging part was in the land ofbthe dead. I thought he was skeletor fir a moment but he is cool. I am confused about that episide though. Beastman, teela's friend and robobro were stuck together facing monsters and zhombies that coukd sense fear...it didn't really tell me much about them compared to irko and eviline geing wtuck together and teela being alone.

I was kind o annoyed because teela made a deal to face her fears where scareglow said he gets her feeling scared and if she moves past it she gets the sword. They had a proper deal were he would also release her friends. So Teela saying its hers and he can't have it like it was a triumph felt weird when they already made a deal.

How they handled her fears felt odd? Like she had been beating glow adam still while he was acting like he had the upper hand. We at least got to see some fears and regrets come out. I like there being a linger complex for her due to being adopted and not knowing her parents. But it did feel a little to much like they were telling rather than showing...and should scareglow let his illusions handle it?

Also i think her maybe having a gut feeling about her special destiny makes sense as i know she has learned about her mom and forgotten about it in the show from one of the episides i have scene...but i feel like naybe mire talk about having abandoned her duty to protect the people where deep down she felt she made the wrong choice leaving would have helped me sympathize a bit more.

It felt kindof easy for her to get past her fears or accepting them justvfrom what we've seen in the show here.

Orko had the best death. Eviline felt like they were trting fir nagic wimsy a little too hard. Orko's fear is the best.

I forgot to nention thd technocult is very fun. Love tgar while sequence.

I feel weirdly uncomfortable with all the death for some reason even if they were evil.

I really enjoy Adam appearing like that when Teela was going to go after eviline as a way to vent her grief about Orko.

I like the design for everyone in this paradise. Them bonding over the 2002 hover boards is cute.

I actually really enjoy a kind of petty Teela. Adam sensing something must be going on.

Though admittedly it does feel kindif unfair i guess? I like petty teela not wanting to let for of her angry that js keeping her grief at bay...but i think the one issue is she isn't called out on it enough?

Like..its portrayed as its for her that Adam leaves paradise...but no one acknowkedges Adam is a kid...or a teen...barely a young adult...he didn't want to die. Yes ge saves the world...but he wanted to go home to his parents, spend timeveith his friends, family, grow up.

As terrible the affect the lack of magic and loss of adam had....no one acknowkedges the tradgedy that adam didn't want to die and died young. Or that he must miss everyone. Ir that he didn't want to upset his loves ones....ir tgat ge coukd blane hinself when it was him acting in anger abd actyally atabbing skeletor that caused this mess.

The highlight of part one was when cringer and adam seeing eachother for the first time embrassed. My heart melted and i bebet Teela feels sone envy. and Adam making jokes about death to man at arms XD

We all know hiw robobro went..qnd while i want him fixed it was kindif sweet hus line about feeling fear and it meand they are real emotions.

I'm a bit confused hkw no one noticed skeletor forming behing adam.

My sister thoight he died but utcwas clear he was only going to be injured. We got to actually feel her care for him in her franticness. I mean...i could be wrong and he was always like this....but i feel like he wasn't and it kindof makes eviline feel like just a love interest you know?

I don't like our fun villian being made into a incel creep type in answering why he is like this and saying no one wants him as a man. I enjoy that type being called out but its weirdly uncomfortable that he's included...but that might just be my american sensabilities were i'm weirdly mire condirtable with violence over anything sexual.

I love mark hamel...but admittedly i don't think his skeletor voice is very good? Its fun but i keep hearing the joker. That cliff hanger is ths best in part one.

I like teela being the main focus...but my issue is it feels too narrow? We don't get enough of everyone else or how their arcs or reactions give more depth to her reactions.

There also wasn't enough adam/he-man and the affect he had on everyone and everything. I like it being teela focused...but they made adam that charming and he is the one who was the main character in the old show...it felt kind of a disservice to the impact he had on them i guess.

No one else has cried from missing him outside of Orko and Cringer. And it felt like Teela missed her window to some degree.

It also nakes mb e curious is due to the lack of magic adora is unable to come home?

Greyskull is the coolest looking character ..kindif wish we learned more about the one sorcerious among them.

Over all part one had some Issues but it was over all fun. Biggest ussue it didn't do enough to kead my thought process so it took sone effirt for me to sympathize and understand where Teela was coming from. I feel like others insulting Teela about that is a bit much.

[galahadwilder]

buggachat laptop fic: Ladybug keeps setting patrol schedules to pair up Multimouse and Aspik, having told Chat Noir it's because she ships Multimouse/Aspik. Chat Noir does not know what to think of this. Adrien isn't supposed to know Multimouse is Marinette; Marinette isn't supposed to know Aspik is Adrien. But there's still the nagging similarities between Marinette (when she doesn't think Adrien's listening) and Ladybug, and he only gave Multimouse his ring bc he KNEW she was Ladybug lying...

(2/3) Further to my Aspikmouse request for the buggachat laptop fund: substituting Adrien wielding any Miraculous but Cat, Snake, or Ladybug works too, as long as Ladybug knows it’s Adrien. As does substituting Marinette wielding any Miraculous but Ladybug, Rat, or Cat, as long as Chat Noir knows it’s Marinette. (Come to think of it, Snake!Marinette/Rat!Adrien could be all kinds of amusing…)

(3/3, two sentence prompts) (sometime after Desperada) “Why would I offer him a different Miraculous, Chat? Did I not put him through enough hell the first time?”

Unwise

Chapter 1: In Which Chat is Slightly Less Helpful Than He Thinks He Is

Fic written to help fund @buggachat‘s laptop repairs. Original idea from @sweetmeatdale.

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Ever since Max got Akumatized again, patrol has been a quiet hell. Chat is fairly certain he knows why: based on comments she made during the Gamer fight, it seems like being Ladybug and training to be the new Guardian (and whatever else she has going on in her civilian life—she may not be Marinette, but given how similar they are he’s willing to bet she’s just as busy as a civilian) has left her with no time to do any of the things that calm her. Apparently Fu outright told her that her training was complete way earlier than she expected, meaning she has a mantle of responsibility she isn’t ready for but none of the choice that goes with it. His Lady is quietly collapsing, and try as she might to hide it, he can tell. The bags under her eyes are extending past the bottom of her mask, and her shoulders are almost constantly up by her ears.

It’s only been a week, and Chat realizes that if this keeps going on, Ladybug is going to burn out. Which means he has to do something. Her responsibility is Paris; his responsibility is her.

She misses a step, on a rooftop halfway through patrol, stumbles into his arms—he can’t help noticing how familiar it feels. “Okay,” he says, quietly. “We’re stopping here for tonight.”

Ladybug shakes her head. “I can keep going,” she mumbles, her eyes closed.

Chat cradles her cheek in his palm, and it’s a testament to how exhausted she is that she melts into it without even a token protest. “You keep telling me that ‘can’ doesn’t mean ‘have to,’” he says, trying to control his voice as she snuggles into him. “You need rest, Bug.”

“Hypocrite,” she mumbles, lazily smacking his side.

“Expendable hypocrite,” he retorts.

She opens her mouth to protest, but he sits down, yanking her into his lap before she has time to speak. She squeaks instead.

“Kitty purrs time,” he says, pressing her against his chest as he begins to rumble.

She gasps, quietly, snuggling in closer, and his purr interrupts for a moment as he swallows, trying to control his breathing, his blush.

They sit like that for a few minutes, Ladybug sinking into his arms, before Chat decides she’s calm enough to talk things through. “I think,” he says, “that we need to start bringing on some teammates. Full-time.”

Ladybug stiffens. “Chaton,” she whispers, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

He closes his eyes and sighs. “Bugaboo, we can’t keep doing this by ourselves,” he says. “How long has it been since you’ve slept a full night?”

She looks away instead of answering.

He begins to press his palms into the small of her back, working out the kinks in her muscles. “We need help,” he says, carefully avoiding the word ‘you’—if she thinks she’s the only one hurting, he knows she’ll accept that and keep shouldering the burden until it breaks her. The only way he can convince her is if she thinks he needs it too. “I know Rena would jump at the chance, and Carapace seems like he would do anything if she asked.”

“I don’t want to put this on them,” she grumbles. “This is our job. They have lives outside of—”

Chat snorts. “Your job is to protect Paris,” he says. “My job is to look after a hyperactive genius who thinks she can’t go to bed until she’s personally solved every problem in the city.” He squeezes her protectively, not missing the way she whimpers in his arms. “If that means I have to meow annoyingly at you until you agree to start sharing the burden…”

“Chaton, I’m fi—“

“MEOOOOOOOWWWWWW!” he screeches into her ear.

She shrieks, trying to pull away, but he’s holding her too firmly. “Dammit, Chat!” she cries. “We can’t just have the other Miraculi out!” She shudders. “What if Hawkmoth ambushes one of them as a civilian?”

“What if you’re so sleep-deprived you can’t figure out how to use your Lucky Charm?” Chat rebuts. “Or I’m too slow and you get hit by something I can’t block?”

“Chaton—”

“Meeeeoooowwwww!” he interrupts, then takes a deep breath. He didn’t want to do this, but… he has to go for her weak spot. He knows how painful this is to her—he knows about the night terrors she keeps having, the reason she was so wrecked once Gamer got taken down, but if it keeps her alive and sane he will do whatever it takes. “My Lady,” he says, “if we don’t start bringing on a team I am going to die again.”

She stiffens in his arms. “Don’t you dare,” she hisses.

“It’s not like I have a choice!” he snaps. “You can’t—”

She scrambles out of his arms, shingles cracking beneath the force of her footfalls, and jabs him in the chest with her finger. “Don’t act like you can’t do this without me too, Mister Bug!”

He snatches her wrist. “Not as well as you can, and I think Reflekdoll proved that!” he growls. Then he sighs. “Please, My Lady,” he says. “If you won’t do it for yourself… at least do it for me.”

She blinks up at him. “Chaton?” she whispers.

“I haven’t slept right in months,” he says. Not since Desperada, but she doesn’t want to know that part. “I keep seeing us… losing. You dead and broken and… and I’m by myself, and there’s nothing I can do to save you…” He’s shared more than he intended to, and his voice breaks as his chest squeezes tight. “Please,” he whispers. “At least Carapace. I can’t keep protecting you on my own.��

That got… uncomfortably truthful. He hadn’t meant to share that—hell, he hadn’t even known he was feeling like that. But it’s obvious now, after his mouth ran away with him, that he’s as overwhelmed as she is. He’s been putting on a good show for his Instagram, but… when’s the last time he’s slept a full night?

Ladybug stares at him, her lip quivering, and for a moment he’s sure she’s going to snap at him again. But then she sets her jaw. “I’m not bringing Queen Bee back,” she says. “I don’t trust her.”

The levee in Chat’s heart breaks, and his whole body is flooded with emotion at once. Instantly, his head is in her lap, pressed up against her stomach. “Thank you,” he gasps. “Thank you thank you thank you.” He’s sobbing into her lap, and she strokes his head, scratching just behind his ears in the way he loves so much; bliss shoots down from his scalp through his spine as he purrs urgently against her.

“Rena and Carapace, obviously,” she says.

He squirms, snuggling deeper into her arms. “Viperion seems competent,” he mumbles. “Thoughts on Monkey?”

“Hmm…” Ladybug says, and he can hear the mirth returning to her voice for the first time since he backed off the platform. “Childish and irresponsible. Keep him temp, I think.”

“Okay.” Chat nods. “I like Pegase, though.”

Ladybug nods. “Yeah, he’s pretty good,” she says. “I’ve been thinking about bringing Ryuko back too—she did pretty well against Gozen.”

“Agreed,” Chat says. Then the side of his mouth quirks down. This is probably not the best time to bring this up, not when she’s actually agreeing with him and this might cause her to reconsider, but… it’s kind of important. The rules are set for a reason. “Wait,” he says, “I know who Pegase and Ryuko are.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, so?”

It’s a bit petulant of him to ask, but… well, Marinette is so impressive that she’s the only person he’s ever seriously considered might be Ladybug, and if he hadn’t seen them both together on two separate occasions he’d still be pretty suspicious. “I thought you weren’t supposed to bring back wielders whose names I know?”

Ladybug launches to her feet, sending him sprawling out of her lap—then she leans down and locks eyes with him, and crushes his bell in her fingers. “No,” she spits, yanking him forward into a suspiciously exact replica of Marinette’s famous Penance Stare. “I am not putting her back in the field.”

He’s not sure what to say. He knows she doesn’t want Multimouse back but he doesn’t know why—he has suspicions, but there’s no way, right? He’s been so careful with this whole conversation, and now Adrien Brain, which is so obsessed with rules and consistency, has just launched his foot through the ground into an occupied fire ant nest. His lungs shudder at the fire in her eyes, unable to even speak.

(He’s disappointed in his Chat Noir Brain as well, for being so excited at the incongruity of her reaction. Even after everything, she’s still oddly vehement about not using Multimouse.)

He wants to tell her that’s not what he meant, that he’s worried about bringing Ryuko and Pegase back but—something about her refusal to bring Marinette back rubs him the wrong way.

“Why?” he croaks, finally. His bell clonks a little bit in her hand instead of jingling. “You know she’s the best temp we’ve ever had—she did both of our jobs!”

Ladybug’s eyelid twitches, and he realizes he’s crossed a line he didn’t know about. There’s something between her and Marinette; something he’s not aware of. The two girls have had some kind of relationship since before Evillustrator…

Ladybug trusts Marinette so much and has never specified the gender of the person she likes. And nobody seems to know who Marinette has a crush on. Is she… trying to protect her girlfriend?

She stares for a second, then collapses next to him and sighs. “Maybe I should bring her back,” she grumbles.

“What? No!” Chat says, gripping at her wrist. “If you don’t want her back—”

“It’s not a want thing,” Ladybug says. “I’m just… not sure she can.”

Chat bristles. “What?” he cries. Maybe… not girlfriend? Does she… not like Marinette? Is that it? “My Lady, I love you, but I will not allow you to besmirch the abilities of my precious mouse.”

Ladybug opens her mouth, but all that comes out is a weird gagging noise as her face turns bright red. “You have… that much faith in her?” she croaks.

Chat raises an eyebrow. “My Lady,” he says, “I only gave her my ring because I thought she was you.”

Ladybug chokes.

Chat can’t tell if she’s flattered or angry. “I remember you were friends,” he says. “Did something… happen between you two?”

Ladybug closes her eyes, licks her lips. “Have you ever worn two Miraculi at once?” she murmurs. “It… does things to your body.” She leans back against the shingles. “I think I asked more of her than I ever should have.”

“Oh,” Chat says. “No, I—no, I haven’t.” He has, actually; he’s wondered why he felt so tired as Aspik. He thought it was just being awake for three months, but Viperion never seemed to falter. “Is she okay?” He doesn’t think Marinette’s been any worse, physically—but then, she’s been running so ragged lately, how can he tell?

Ladybug shrugs. “She’s fine,” she says. “Just needed a good night’s sleep.” She sighs, pressing her chin into her fist. “Wish I could bring Adrien back on,” she mumbles.

Chat’s heart inflates painfully in his chest like a balloon hooked up to an oxygen tank. Even after he failed her so many times, she still wants to bring him back on? “That guy you chose for the snake before Viperion?” he squeaks.

Her head snaps toward him. “You—you knew about that?” she hisses.

Chat snorts. “I saw Agreste with the egg-hood,” he says. “That is not what Viperion looked like.”

Ladybug frowns. “Right,” she says. “Also?” She reaches up, flicks his nose. “Not happy with you for stealing his joke.”

Chat rolls his eyes, jabbing her in the tummy. “He stole mine, My Lady,” he says. “Anyway. Bringing him back on sounds like a great idea!”

She smiles, her cheeks dusting pink, then her face falls. “No,” she says. “No way.”

Chat’s chest squeezes. Oh, good, she hates him. “Why?” he says. “I mean, he may not have been the right snake, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t be good for another—”

“Why would I offer him a different Miraculous, Chat?” she snaps. “Did I not put him through enough hell the first time?”

What?

Chat looks at her with confusion. She… doesn’t hate him? She’s been concerned about him?

“He spent three months trying to save me without sleep,” she says. “I’m… pretty sure it broke him.” She clutches at her shoulders. “I trust him, Chaton, but… I can’t put him through that. Not again.”

Oh. Oh god.

“My Lady,” he says. He can see the guilt is killing her—he doesn’t want her to keep beating herself up over something that was his choice. “You… he talked to me about that, actually.”

A look of horror flashes across her face. “What?” she says. “When?”

“Party Crasher,” he says. That’s plausible—Viperion was there, it was Adrien’s house, and there was a period Ladybug was unaccounted for. “He was actually hoping he’d get another shot to help you out.”

Her eyes widen, her cheeks dusting red. “What?” she squeaks.

“I—”

“Okay!” she yelps, shooting to her feet. “Okay okay.” She starts pacing, pressing her palms to her forehead. “I—Okay. So, I—I can bring him back?” She does an excited little bunny hop, and his head leaps. “I can bring him back!”

“You’re—pretty excited,” he says. “You know him?”

She freezes, her foot skittering on the roof. “That’s… complicated?” she says. “Anyway, we should decide who pairs up with who.” She sits back down, folding her knees into her chest. “Multimouse might be more comfortable with a more… experienced wielder?”

His eyebrows shoot up, and his stomach begins to flip. “Aspik has more experience than anyone except us,” he says. “You said three months, right?”

“Yep.” Ladybug starts shaking a little. “And… oh, this is—I’m not sure this is a great idea.”

“Why not?”

“Well, uh…” Ladybug bites her lip. “She’s, uh, she’s in love with him.”

Chat’s ears—both his human ones and his cat ones—are suddenly crushed under a burning vise, and his lungs are full of cotton candy. “She’s what?” he croaks.

She looks askance at him. “Wait,” she says. “You didn’t know?”

“No?” he says.

Ladybug snorts. “Come on, Chat,” she says. “You’ve been watching that class, right?” She reaches out and squeezes his shoulder. “I think the only person who doesn’t know about her crush is him.”

“Who did you hear this from?” he asks. “The—the Ladyblogger? She’s not exactly objective when it comes to them—”

Ladybug shakes her head. “Marinette told me herself,” she says. “She just hasn’t been…” She closes her eyes. “Able to say it.”

*

Marinette loves him. She said she loved Chat Noir, and Ladybug said she loved Adrien.

He arrives at the meeting place for his and Multimouse’s first patrol, unspooling the trompo into his hands, and sees Multimouse’s familiar space buns. That’s Marinette right there—Marinette, his best civilian friend aside from Nino. A girl who he would—and has—dropped everything to help. A girl he hasn’t been able to get out of his head for the last week, since Ladybug dropped her bomb on him. A girl who, if it hadn’t been for Ladybug, he would absolutely be in love with.

She looks up at him, her eyes widening, and she squeaks. “H-hi!” she yelps. “Are you, um, Queen Bee’s replacement?”

“Yep,” he says, pressing his fists to his hips with an exaggerated gaze off into the distance. “Sapis, at your service.”

“Sapis?” she says. “Wisdom?”

He grins. “Old Latin pun,” he says. “Si sapis, sis apis.” He holds out a hand to shake hers. “If you’re wise? Be a bee.”

She stares at him, and for a moment he’s worried that he’s ruined his third first impression with her—but then she lights up, and starts to laugh.

It’s bright and sunny and it shoots right through his heart, and he realizes: I am completely and utterly screwed.

[idthellyeah-blog]

A totally timely and significant review of Rancid’s “...And Out Come The Wolves”

(I honestly don’t remember when I wrote this, maybe 2015. Definitely just got jacked up on something and decided that I needed to write a track by track review of an album I loved when I was a cool punk teen. It has just been sitting in my Google Drive patiently waiting to be posted.)

 I remember the first time I ever heard/saw Rancid was when the video for “Salvation” off of their second album “Let’s Go” premiered on MTV. Such an 80’s/90’s kid thing to do, discovering a new band by seeing a music video on TV, ugh. I thought the leather clad mohawked bad boys were amazing and perfect and so cool...that I immediately tried to spike my hair using gelatin (tru punx only) and got a leather jacket (did not look that cool and was very sweaty).  When “...And Out Come The Wolves” came out the next year (1995, I’m old AF) I was totally enamored and had found my #1 favorite album of all time (that lasted for like a year until music got better).  I was supposed to go see Rancid at a big show in Omaha, I lived in a small town called Columbus that was roughly 90 minutes away from the big city...but the day of my mom didn’t let me go because I had bad math grades.  I reacted the way any entitled white teen did, by laying in the garage and crying and playing their album.  That show wound up being a huge to-do when fans tore up seats in the venue and threw cushions at the band leading to Rancid not playing Omaha for a long time.  I missed out on some cool bad-ass punk rock shit, first world problems. Fast forward to today when I decided that I, Ian Douglas Terry, needed to write out a song-by-song review of this quintessential punk album.  I’m a real music nut, and obviously very good at structured writing...so here we go!  (Rock on)

1. Maxwell Murder - Oh boy, this one starts with like a subway train sound and then the beginning of a killer/complicated Matt Freeman bass line.  That dude SHREDS the bass, and even has a wild solo in this song.  That’s tight.  Why did they stop letting him sing?  He sounded like a fun Muppet on their first album and I loved his songs.  Maybe he wanted to focus on just shredding the bass and using tons of pomade.

2. The 11th Hour - This song is great.  It is poppy and upbeat and about a woman having dreams and demanding answers.  Hell yeah.  I love good punk music that supports women and feminism and figuring out where the power lies (spoiler alert, it starts and ends with you).  Remember how Brody from The Distillers left Tim Armstrong for the dude from Queens of the Stone Age? And then he got all fat and got a beard?  I can completely relate to that, and have been there sans beard.

3. Roots Radicals - This song RULES.  I had to look up what “Moonstompers” were and who “Desmond Dekker” was.  I remember trying to relate to this like it could somehow compare to living in a town with 20,000 people and the nicest Wal-Mart in the tri-county area.  Remember how there was that Spanish language cover of this on one of those “Give Em The Boot” comps that Hellcat put out? That was real tight.

4. Time Bomb - Hit single baby!  This had a huge hand in getting punk kids into reggae/ska for sure.  Killer organ solo, lots of rude boy shit going, I loved it so much.  Tim Armstrong totally re-used lyrics from the song “Motorcycle Ride” from the previous album...which is hilarious.  Like c’mon dawg...you should know your own lyrics.  I learned how to do the solo from this and felt like a guitar god (it is a very easy solo, like almost too easy).

5. Olympia, WA - I love songs like this that are about cities that the band isn’t from...so you have to fire up your imagination (or just read the lyrics) and be like, “What went down in Olympia, Washington????”.  Turns out it was mostly hanging out on different streets in New York and playing pinball with Puerto Ricans while wishing you were with a person who you were sleeping with in Washington.  Hell yeah, just like Shakespeare.

6. Lock, Step & Gone - Songs about docks were HUGE in my youth.  Dropkick Murphy’s had like eight songs about boys on them, and this Rancid song alludes to them.  I loved all of the blue collar, working class ideology that had nothing to remotely do with my comfortable upper middle class (not sure if that’s accurate because my parents were teachers, and like is there even a middle class any more?) life. This song definitely sums itself up at then end when it says “There’s a whole lot of nothin”.

7. Junky Man - Another theme that I could definitely relate to in a town of 20,000 people with like ten people who did meth...Junkies!  This song is pretty great because the dude from the Basketball Diaries does some sick poetry in it...that movie was nuts.  I like that song that he later wrote/sang about all the people he knew who died. The only way poetry can be cool is if the person is an insane drug addict with cool/sad stories to tell. Otherwise it is just loud diary reading.

8. Listed MIA - At this point I wholeheartedly agree with this song, “I’m checking out”.  I don’t know if I ever really liked this song or if this was just part of the “I accidentally left it playing after the first four songs that I liked were over”.  Lars says the derogatory f-word for homosexuals in it, because people called him that word...that doesn’t seem cool man.  I get that it rhymes with “maggots”, but maybe give white dudes in the Midwest less reasons to sing that word out loud.

9. Ruby Soho - This is one of the best songs ever, hands down.  It is beautiful and you can barely understand what Tim Armstrong is saying but it is wonderful.  I feel like deciphering his lyrics led me to be able to understand most speech impediments, so hell yeah.  This song is about loving someone a lot but having to leave them because it isn’t working out. This song was the blueprint for every romantic relationship I’ve ever had in my entire life so it might be a gypsy curse.

10. Daly City Train - Oh hell yeah, fun Reggae drums!  Through punk and ska I grew to appreciate Reggae, but through being bummed out about that culture’s deep seated homophobia and the fact that most of it is super repetitive and boring and for dad’s on vacation.  I’m just glad that 311 taught me to love those smooth Caribbean sounds again (oh god am I joking or am I serious, I can’t tell any more please save me).

11. Journey to the End of the Easy Bay - I can still play this bass line and was very proud of myself the first time I half-way pulled it off.  It doesn’t sound as smooth and nuanced as the way Matt Freeman plays it, but goddamn it I think that was the height of my skill as a musician.  This song rules themes about needing to belong and finding a place with people who thought and felt the same as you...and then losing it as everyone grows out of it.  This was most of my early 20’s. I grew up in a scene with similarly minded people, it eventually ended and I still have contact with some of those people but that point in my life will never be replicated. I finally belonged somewhere and was part of something bigger than me.  Now I do comedy and it is bleak, entitled, and sad and mostly alcoholics talking about their dicks.  Please take me back.

12. She’s Automatic - This is not a bad song but a very confusing way to describe a woman.  I get that it means she is effortless in “the way that she moves” but maybe I’m not giving Lars any poetic license because he looks like a guy who punched books. This woman sounds great though, and I’m sure they dated for three months.  Revisiting this and that era reminds me that I almost had sex with a girl at the first X-men movie...man, being punk ruled.

13. Old Friend - Back to the Raggae!  This song is pretty great, but they really missed an opportunity of selling this to a heartburn medicine company.  “Good morning heartache, you’re like an old friend come and see me again”...that would be perfect for a commercial of a guy eating a giant plate of lasagna and making a “Oh boy, I did it again!” face.  The Transplants sold a song to that fruit shampoo, maybe this is something I can retroactively help negotiate.

14. Disorder and Disarray -  I love when punk bands have songs about “business men” being evil and the industry being bad.  Like when Against Me were part of an Anarchist collective and then on a major label putting out really bad music.  Rancid was at least on Epitaph, which while arguably not “cool” it was at least run by a kind of punk dude who is responsible for the biggest/shittiest corporate garbage of a festival, The Warped Tour.  This song has a part towards the end where they talk to each other like David Lee Roth would do in Van Halen songs, that rules.

15. The Wars End - I get that this is a song about little Sammy being a punk rocker but at this point I think they should have admitted this album was fine with 10-12 songs and maybe some of these were super repetitive and unnecessary.  It's like you’re forcing it. I can’t imagine the dude who recorded it had a lot of fun and he probably fell asleep and was startled awake and had to pretend like he’d been paying attention the whole time.

16. You Don’t Care Nothin - This starts out with the exact chord progression from Journey To The End Of The East Bay….c’mon guys. You Don’t Care Nothin about being succinct and making your songs individual expressions of art! The themes even seem like something they’ve already gone over.  I’m going to eat some soup, brb.

17. As Wicked - Is this a different song or a weird breakdown?  Oh, it’s a different song.  Well...this soup is pretty good.  Chicken Noodle, but the chunky kind.  It isn’t amazing but it is good. I should really cook more.  Maybe I’ll order Chinese later.

18. Avenues & Alleyways - I don’t really have a problem with this song because it has the “Oi oi oi” chant that the bands I was in during High School would do and we had no idea why other than popular bands doing it.  It is very catchy.  It sounds like the other two songs were just building up to finally getting your attention back. Plus it has a breakdown with people clapping, that is always fun.  This has to be the last song right? It is the perfect last song on an album!

19. The Way I Feel -  FUUUUUUUCK!  What? Really should have ended the album on that last song, it had a good “anthem” vibe and at least wrapped this up into a somewhat sensible endeavor.  This song could have been stuck in the middle somewhere, or maybe just not recorded with about seven others?  The Way I Feel about this album is that there are some parts that hold up and are still fun to listen to, but the rest of it just seems like I’m being forced to read my own teenage diary and it is boring and sad. Nostalgia is a bummer, I can’t imagine having Rancid still be my favorite band.  I’d probably still wear a chain wallet and spiky bracelet and be one of those obnoxious old drunk weirdos I see at shows that stick out like crazy sore thumbs. Bummer dude.

    Oh wow, what a journey (to the end of the east bay, am I right?)...I’m glad I was finally able to get this review out so people could finally know what this album means to me and my generation of lazy weirdos. This took me six months to write and I should be congratulated for being a journalist with tons of integrity and great taste.  True punks never die, they just eventually chill out and shop at Kohl’s.

[constantwritingblock]

Stolen Worlds 5

Queen of Thieves: Takes place just after the MC breaks up with Nikolai.

Avengers: Takes place during The Winter Soldier, but with additional characters.

Unknown!Nick Fury x reader, (previous) Nikolai Stirling x reader, platonic!Natasha Romanoff x reader, (eventual) Steve Rogers x reader.

Also just a statement, for any other languages spoken in this piece it will be done in bold and in English so that you are aware characters are speaking a different language. I find this easier than finding a bad translation.

Warnings: Strong Language & Violence. There are also some cuts of the film in this chapter, I have tried to edit as much as possible so that they aren’t the exact same...

Summary:  A new hideout made things all the more difficult to get a certain Nick Fury in and out without catching the glare of cameras surrounding the bustling city of New York, though Y/N is up for the challenge. Remy makes a deal with Casimir to not tell the others about what they witnessed, the only issue is, can the infamous conman stop Nikolai’s cousin from spilling the beans? Natasha looks into this Agent Z character a bit further now that she has nothing to go on, meaning easy bait for Hydra. Perhaps there’s something more she can uncover. Meanwhile Steve is still adjusting to the fact that ‘Z’ is not who she says she is.

If you had to ask her how things were going, Y/N would most likely respond with everything falling to pieces. She suspected that her cover was going to be blown by Hydra soon enough, meaning that reasoning with the Winter Soldier will not happen any longer. Moving to a more secure safehouse, well, safe-apartment, she continued on her hacking duties, remaining indoors. Unfortunately when she was in the zone, she tended to ignore the outside world, ergo, Steve’s messages asking when they could meet next.

She didn’t have time at the moment, she needed to ensure things were going to plan in her books or it would be the end of the road for all of them. Hydra would win. Something within her struck like lightning to her brain. The soldier! Fury, who had been accustomed to her silence for a long time now, perked up. “I take it you found something.”

“More like remember something. The Winter Soldier, he has a string of words and numbers that trigger him into the monster assassin that he is known for. I… speak to him, to get him to cooperate within the Hydra ranks. He’s softening, in the words of Pierce.” The older man raised a brow at her words, wanting her to continue. “As bad as it sounds, I could see about programming him to snap out of it? The only issue is that I have no doubt that Hydra are pushing their agenda faster… I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s not there anymore. Most likely trying to kill Rogers and Romanoff.”

Cracking her knuckles she tapped away at the keyboard in front of her, accessing files, while ensuring that her IP couldn’t be traced back to their current location. “He’s out… to kill Sitwell. He’s with Romanoff, Rogers and Wilson...”

—

It certainly was suspicious timing for Steve to come across this Z. In all fairness the man may have been from the 40s but given the danger they were in, Natasha presumed that he would be more careful who he spoke to. She was obviously wrong. Hell, the name Z is a bit odd, not even giving him an actual name. So she spent her time now sitting through encrypted data that is hard to bypass. But the name has popped up a few times. Agent Z, joined recently after Fury died.

Wait what? After he died… Hydra aren’t that careless given that they had been planning this for years… Something wasn’t right, but as Nat was about to put her finger on it. “I got food, if you want some…” Sam’s voice called out, momentarily taking her gaze away from the laptop. “Ah, thanks.” Slamming it shut, she pounced on her feet, nimbly moving across the floor.

“You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind… care to share?” Filled the silence between the two as she helped herself to some pasta. Nat kept quiet for what appeared to be an hour, but then remembered she needed to trust him, especially since Sam has let them crash at his place. “Just this Z person. She’s an agent in S.H.I.E.L.D.. My guess she was a part of Hydra, but the only piece of information I have is that she joined recently… as in, shortly after Fury died.”

Wilson was quick on his feet to contribute. “So what you’re saying is, either Hydra is getting sloppy or…”

“Or she’s our person on the inside.”

—

Steve wasn’t far from Sam’s home, he was merely a couple of paces away. Luckily the man’s neighbourhood was a quiet area. Hopefully there wouldn’t be S.H.I.E.L.D. agents running amok and causing chaos for the civilians. His head was reeling still at the thought of Z, he assumed it was short for Zoe or something could be his enemy. I must have fallen hard to get caught over it. Natasha was trying to be a friend to him, he valued honesty and if Z couldn’t do it then he’d get it out of her. She hadn’t responded to any of his messages he sent her via burner phone. She probably knows I’m on to her. All he wanted was to talk to her, if she was Hydra then maybe being taken in was the best to get more information out for them.

“I got something on Z.” Turning his head to face the spy, he headed inside to hear what she had to say. “I am still unsure on whether she’s Hydra or not, still nothing on that matter, but I’ve got something I need to deal with, a loose end…” Brows furrowed together at her cryptic words, Steve chose to just ignore it for now, after all, even if he asked it wasn’t as if she was going to give a clear answer, she would’ve done so to begin with. “Do you need any help?” The nod of her head shocked the captain, but he began to prepare.

—

Pushing his longest friend’s cousin against a wall was something the other man had not expected from the conman. Remy hushed any complaints out of Casimir. “Listen to me and listen to me carefully. There’s no need for Niko to know this. If you really want to value family then I suggest for the better, you keep your mouth shut about Y/N.” It was an out of character threat, but Remy understood that Y/N would’ve said something if she wanted anyone to know this side of her life. The side that was linked in with death and violence. As much as he didn’t want to assume anything, Remy trusted Y/N enough that she can handle herself. She was right after all. The Poppy doesn't get involved in anything violent or purposefully taking from the innocent. What she was doing must go against their beliefs, but that doesn’t mean that they would abandon her.

The cold stare she gave him spoke words to him, more than anyone else would. She’s doing this for herself and also for the man that was with her. He means something to her, and she to him. What, was something he would hopefully find out later. Shouts of names were called out as the rest of the band of thieves showed their faces. Quickly setting Casimir back on his feet, Remy frowned and shook his head. “Sorry, but she wasn’t there when we got there, it appears that Y/N has disappeared.” A solemn look crawled onto all faces of the Poppy, except Nikolai. His expression was more of pain and worry. He was griefed with fear that something bad had happened to her, much to his willingness of admitting it.

“Gathering from what I could see and find, she’s living fine, not terribly, but whoever is causing her to run, they frightened her so much that she thought we were them.” Looking down apologetically, it appeared everyone else seemed to buy it, Nikolai was more cautious than anything. “You’re positive you didn’t see her?” One guilt riddled shake of his head was all it took to convince the Thief Lord.

—

The fight on the bridge was a losing battle. Sitwell had most likely been killed off and now Sam was arrested alongside Natasha and Steve. The juddering movements of their confined vehicle caused them to bob, as vibranium-made restraints cuffed the trios wrists tightly.

“It was him.” Steve was the first to speak after a good 10, maybe 20 minutes of utter silence. Glancing in his direction, Sam observed the man’s expression, one of haunting. “He looked right at me… and he didn’t even know me.”

“How is that even possible? It was like 70 years ago.” It didn’t take long for Steve to put the pieces together of what had happened before he rescued Bucky the first time.

“Zola. Bucky’s whole unit was captured in 43, Zola experimented on him. Whatever he did helped Bucky survive the fall.” There was something that irked Sam with the way Steve was acting. He understood the first time round was the fact that this Z woman could possibly be Hydra, but this one held more pain, like he was remembering losing Bucky for the first and second time, the latter being for good, or so Steve thought. “They must’ve found him and-”

“None of that’s your fault Steve.” Natasha seemed to be the right person to speak up then. If Sam did, it wouldn’t have been pleasant. Yet, it caused an uncomfortable silence for what lasted hours, when in reality, a few seconds. “Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.” The conversation came to an end. Though, Sam caught on quick that Natasha wasn’t looking so good.

“We need to get a doctor here. We don’t put pressure on that wound, she’s gonna bleed out here in the tru-.” His eyes widened in horror to see one of the guards getting electrocuted by their fellow colleague. What the hell was going on? Panic ensued him as he had no idea who had hijacked their truck, when all three were under restraints. The helmet soon came off alongside the voice of Maria Hill.

—

It was getting rather late for some, Y/N had disappeared off to do god knows what in order to keep her cover under wraps. According to her Rumlow had been questioning her whereabouts and so she had to meet with him to get him off her back. Exhaling slowly, Fury never had peace for this long in his entire life. He may have been a trained spy but a part of him still held a small ounce of regret for dragging Y/N into this mess. She was the only other person he could trust in hiding him. She was a loyal person in general, even after she disappeared. He knew she kept tabs on him in secret when she could. He always knew. The young woman cared too much for her own good.

The peace didn’t last that much longer though, as his eyes snapped open to the sound of multiple footsteps. Seeing Rogers, an injured Romanoff and a new guy, he couldn’t resist a retort. “About damn time.” After an explanation of what had been hit with during his own assasination attempt, Romanoff was getting patched up from her own wound.“You’re looking good for a dead man.”

“Supposedly dead man. You can’t kill me that easily, trained assassin or not.”

“Why all the secrecy? Why not just tell us?” Rogers was never one to shy away, always one to get straight to the point. “Any attempt on the director's life had to look successful.” Thankfully Maria had stepped in for him, but he continued.

“Can’t kill you if you’re already dead, besides, I wasn’t sure who to trust…” The trio shared a look between them, but Natasha was the one to speak up first. “It’s clear you trust someone. They are going through a lot of effort for you to stay alive?” From her query, as much as it did imply Maria, he understood exactly who she was on about. Staring down at the assassin and spy, he took in her posture and expression, scanning for anything that could possibly be a trap. Noting how Rogers and the other man were giving similar reactions for a demand of an answer.

“The kid’s my niece. Been watching out for her since she was six. And the reason she chose that lifestyle… well I’m sure you’ve definitely heard the news.” And Natasha did. She knew what he was on about, though, Steve and Sam, not so much.

“What do you mean Fury? You’ve got a kid niece?”

[timmyteehill]

discord text || eevee & tee

DISCORD THREAD FEATURING: Tee and @eeveecrmchl​

MENTIONS: @ellisvulcan

WHEN: September 1st

DESCRIPTION: random ass texts because they’re very entertaining PART2

TRIGGER WARNINGS: none (I think?)

Tee

babe

Eevee

yes boo

Tee

anything you want to tell me?

Eevee

uhh i swear i wasn't the one that raided your fridge

Tee

yeah right it’s always you

how’s Vulcan?

Eevee

it's never me

i'm sorry whomst?

Tee

Vulcan, your ex, the one intent on hooking up with everyone in Kingsboro

rings a bell?

Eevee

OH pft how should i know

Tee

really?

Eevee

whaa

Tee

I think sometimes you forget I know you’re dysfnctional babe

Eevee

,,,,i mean what does that have to do with vulcan boo u know i post the dumbest shit there

Tee

I could have sworn I just saw him on there

shirtless

in bed

Eevee

i post a lot of people shirtless so uh that could be anyone really lbr i don't remember their names half the time

Tee

you’re right

sorry for even doubting you

because you would never ever lie to me right?

Eevee

babe from the bottom of my heart, you're the only one that knows every bad decision i make

Tee

fine I’ll believe you

you can’t lie to me anyways

seriously thought it was Vulcan but I’m glad you’re moving on

Eevee

of course i am, like you said, why would i wanna be with someone that's trying to get with everyone in kingsboro

right i mean like whyyyyy

Tee

idk

maybe because you like him and can’t get over him even though he’s an asshole?

but I’m glad you’re trying

you deserve more than him

Eevee

i don't like people , i only like you

Tee

pffft sure

Eevee

i've learned my lesson , i'm not about to waste my time

buuuut i do gotta go help colt with their new couch so i'll stop by later

Tee

good, we’ll find you someone better don’t worry

yeah I have to go too, have a client in half an hour

later

Eevee

oh I think he got a dog with someone

Tee

I saw the dog

not sure if he got it with someone or from someone

Eevee

looks like he got it with

ah

Tee

what?

Eevee

nothing, I should probably mute that group chat

Tee

he really is a fucking asshole

Eevee

yeah , fuck it

on a totally unrelated topic , catch me making a margarita at 11 in the morning

Tee

are we sure it’s unrelated?

Eevee

of course . it's me an alcohol

are we surprised

o jesus fucking christ

please tell me this isn't another one of his girls i --

Tee

would it be a surprise if it was?

Eevee

save me i'm not about to have them fucking in my kitchen

Tee

fuck no I’m not saving you

you brought this on yourself

Eevee

they fuck in my kitchen i will yeet myself out the window

Tee

drama queen

I’m pretty sure your ex won’t fuck anyone in your kitchen

Eevee

he's over here getting dogs with girls , i'm counting on anything to happen at this point

Tee

so...what happened to moving on?

Eevee

pffttt I am moving on

totally over that

Tee

I can tell

Eevee

pick a number between 1-5

Tee

huh?

Eevee

number babe , 1-5

Tee

ugh fine

3

Eevee

so it's aly with the molly ty boo

Tee

no

don’t get me involved with this

Eevee

i think she's gonna make me wait til after 2 pm tho

Tee

don’t make me come for you

Eevee

ppffttt God and I know you will too

fine i'll just nap

Tee

of course I will

can’t be held responsible for drug use babe

Eevee

hence me napping bec it is way too early for this

or whatever the fuck that was in the gc

Tee

I’m going to have a word with him at some point

Eevee

....why

Tee

cause he’s an asshole?

Eevee

i mean tru but why waste ur time

Tee

because you’re my best friend?

[qualquercoisa945]

And If I'm Sinnin' Then It Feels Like Heaven To Me

AO3 Link

Title Inspiration- Sinners by Lauren Aquilina

so i fell in love with the idea of the queens writing letters to their past selves lhdgjkdfkjghdlkjgdshkj anyways yee enjoy!!!

Trigger Warnings- None that I can think of, but as always, just ask me and I'll put them

Dear Catalina,

This is going to be incredibly messy, hich which is not what you deserve, but please jut just bear with me. A really big realization just hit me and I think you deserve to know what’s happening.

You’re hurting yourself a lot right now, my dear. I know you’re imprisoned, and you think it’ll bring you closer to God, but it won’t. It’ll only hurt you in the long run, and you’ve got enough in stre store as is.

It’ll look like it got better in a while- sven seven years, to be more accutate accurate. You’ll be marrying Henry, Arthur’s brother. It is weird, I agree, but it’ll happen. But, he won’t be the best of husbands. You won’t realize that until much, much later, though.

Honestly, neither this I did I. I jut re jsut just realized it myself, in all fairness. But he’ll hurt you. Don’t trust a word of what he says. Don’t trust him as a rule. He isn’t worth it.

Please, please try to remember that Anne didn’t have a choice either. I know she’s going to do a lot of things that will anger you beyond belief, but she’d being mesed messed over just as much as you are. Offer her help. I understand you won’t have much of a choice, but be kind to her, as much as you can.

Same thing for Bessie. Remember, she’s just a child when he starts going after her. She deserved better, and while I couldn’t do anything to help her, maybe you can.

You We weren’t at fault. None of us. You don’t know it yet, but Henry ends up having four more wives after you and Anne. Jane Seymour, Anna of Cleves, Katherine Howard and Catherine Parr- the lastest of latest of which being your futur god future goddaughter. You won’t get to meet her until later, though. Much, much later, after you’ve died for the first time.

If you can, though, try to watch out for her. She’ll need all the help she can get. She didn’t deserve any of what happened to her.

You’ll have a lot of miscarriages and stillborn chilldren children. It’ll hurt, in more ways than one. In the end, you’re your only living child will be your fifth. Her name will be Mary, and she’ll be the light of your life. Please, please, spend as much time as you can with her. That time will be limited regardless of what happens, so enjoy it while you can. And make sure she knows you love her, please.

Do the same for Maria. I know you miss her, and just thinking about her hurts. But you will she will be the your greatest source of spport support later down the line. She’d do anything for you- trus you’ll understand in due time.

You’ll end up imprisioned imprisoned again at the end of your life. Henry will divorce you for Anne. I’m so sorry you have to go through that, mí corázon. Just rmemeber, not just remember, none of it was your fault will be your fault.

I wish you didn’t have to go through what you will. I wish you didn’t have to marry Henry, I wish you had more time with Mary, I wish you didn’t have to act the way you will have to towards Anne abd Bessi and Bessie, I wish you and Maria could have more times, I wish for so many things, but at the nd of the day end of the day wishing can’t change anything.

So I’ll I have only today realized just how traumatic my past live life was. Which I’m writing this to you to ward warn you of everything, in hopes it’ll help you cope wth with it all.

Remember, it wasn’t your fault. No matter what they throw at you, never forget that.

Te amo, mi corazón,

Catherine of Aragon.