God I can't get over how perfectly lacy by olivia rodrigo suits jiang cheng and wei wuxian so well? It literally drives me insane, the envy, the vague obsession, the homoroticism. I'd say the first chorus and second verse suit them most but the whole song works so well. Like jiang cheng singing the song and wei wuxian is lacy
Just God I don't know how to word it, the quiet caring, the obsession God that's all jiang cheng, and the slight sarcastic tone of "well, aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist" ain't that mummy and daddy issues jiang cheng projecting on wei wuxian just a teeny wee bit as a treat for me.
Just God, this song, as a whole, is for them.
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Since I very sincerely doubt Uther managed to kill ALL the Dragonlords (they're knights, not the KGB, and it was a lot easier to disappear back then) imagine them returning to Albion from Rome or whatever to find Cousin Balinor's only son is ruling Camelot and the Druids, is best friends with an immortal knight and one dude that's been raised from the fucking dead, is bonded to THEE oldest dragon they've ever heard of (and who is also nuttier than squirrel stew) and a semi-feral hatchling that barely listens to four (4) people max and hisses/bites/claws at the rest, and oh yeah, is married to a fucking Pendragon.
Family dinners must be a hoot and a half.
oh to be a fly on the wall when they finally make an audience in Camelot. oh to see Merlin's face morph from apprehension to wonder to exhaustion to horror because they're telling Arthur everything they know.
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the scene where Cam is getting yelled at by her dad about wanting to look good for vancouver and he goes on that tangent about how vancouver island is perfect and he cant imagine why she'd want to leave was like a line straight from my life. this very well could be me imagining things but i feel a theme of the island representing (to an extent everyone but specifically Cam) status quo/fraught childhoods and the mainland being freedom. she literally cant escape her past if she doesnt leave but she doesnt even know her past to begin with!! and yet the island is all shes known... wow
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Okay i think. I write like Stephen King (description), Haruki Murakami (narrator pov inner world thought tangents and surreal conception of those thoughts), and a little bit of Edgar Allan Poe and Mary Shelley in terms of word choice (gothic horror is 100% the influence on why all the stuff i write is at least slightly dark, slightly magic, and usually simpler words... i always liked how direct Mary Shelley's book read compared to so many other older books i read back in school, and i liked that Poe always picked poetic image sort of words... and also the tendency to use sentence length and punctuation to create a reading rhythm even in prose)
And maybe a touch of Bunnicula's writing style. That was my first book series i read growing up (along with the Catwings books by Ursula Le Guin). And Bunnicula's got: horror fantasy elements in mundane reality - a vampire bunny and the cat and dog investigating (truly shaped my tastes in horror, fantasy, comedy, and mysteries for life huh), fairly direct to the point writing (which i was super fond of and emulated until college when i decided i liked indulgent sink into them scenes instead), and most importantly a word choice that was kind of simple for maximum audience understanding but some more specific words which i absolutely ingrained into my vocabulary because the Higher Reading Level words Bunnicula happened to have... i still use like every 200 words in my own writing. Its actually kind of wild how with descriptive words how intensely i took to the bunnicula ones and just kept using them (i was probably using them from 5th grade onward in pretty much any fiction i wrote).
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