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Pressed Against The Glass / Making New Friends

Part 41 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

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⚠️ Spoilers for Multiverse of Madness ⚠️

🚨 SMUT WARNING 🚨

May 4th, 2022

Liz POV

"I still don't know why I need to be blindfolded for this," I say, only to earn a huff from my ever-loving girlfriend.

"Because Liz, for the last time, it's a surprise!" Even though I can't see her, I know she's smiling, which makes me smile. "You said that last time." I chuckle, making her huff again. "I told you we could've stayed with Ash and Louis or rented a hotel room near the premiere tomorrow!"

Y/N softly squeezes my hand. "And I told you that I didn't want to do that because I took care of the accommodations! Plus, since you sold your place here. In New York, and I don't have one anymore, I'd be nice if you just let me splurge on you occasionally, Liz." She lifts my hand and places a kiss on my ring finger.

And don't freak out! There's no ring on it.

"I know," I respond with a calm voice. "I appreciate this." I squeeze her hand again. "But..." I start. "Yes?" Y/N asks. "Tell me again why I need to be blindfolded." Before Y/N can answer or ignore me, the black SUV comes to a stop. "Oh, thank God." I hear Y/N mummer under her breath. "Hey!" I respond.

"Don't lift that blindfold yet, Olsen!" I can feel Y/N pointing at me with a stern look before I hear her unbuckle her seat belt. I imagine her face trying to look as serious as possible, making me giggle. I give a fake salute and wait for Y/N to retrieve me once I hear her door close. Followed by the trunk and her thanking the driver.

"Okay!" Y/N says as she opens my door. "Unbuckle yourself and then gently lift the blindfold off. I don't want your eyes to get strained immediately." I do as she says and reach for her hand before I open my eyes. "You can look." She says once my two feet land on the ground.

I yank the blindfold off my head and surprisingly don't get blinded by the sun, thanks to Y/N holding her hands out above me. But I'm too focused on the size and elegance of the hotel to even make note of where we are staying. Regardless, it's too much. "Y/N!" I instantly turn around to scold her, but she's correctly assumed how I would react because she's already several feet ahead of me, waiting by the doorman with a smile. "Come on, Liz!" She says in a singsong manner.

I open my mouth to argue, but multiple bellhops pass by me with our luggage.

I've lost this battle.

Y/N notices, and her smile grows wider. "You know you love me!" She whispers to me once we walk inside the hotel hand in hand. "You're lucky I do," I whisper back, earning a chuckle from my girlfriend.

We get checked in, and Y/N doesn't let me look at the total cost of everything. I'm like 99% sure she and the woman behind the counter were speaking in code. But after giving a courtesy picture, Y/N and I have made it to our gigantic suite. Bags and suitcases lay open on our bed. Drawers open and hangers ready.

"You really didn't have to do this." I reaffirm to my loving partner. She looks up from her shirts and smiles. "I know." She says back before closing one of her bags and moving it to rest on the floor across the room. "Remind me why we packed so much for three to four days max?" She asks as she returns to open my next suitcase.

"Because you and I are a hectic couple." I send an air kiss Y/N's way, and thankfully, she looks up just in time to catch it. "Damn me and my contractual obligations," Y/N whispers, making me laugh. "Besides." I start as I move the lot of our dresses and designer brand wardrobe that shouldn't be creased. "You're gonna look so hot at the premiere tomorrow night." I wrap my arms around her and do my best to place my chin on her shoulder.

Why is she still wearing her shoes?

"And you are going to be the biggest star. Come Friday night, everyone will know the track list to your album, and Saturday radio shows don't just happen!" I hid my teasing smile as I kissed her clothed shoulder. "Oh, they don't?" She smirks at me as she turns to cup my chin. "You're a dream." She whispers just before her lips touch mine. "Only for you," I whisper back.

"And let's not forget the lunches with the twins and Scarlett. Oh, and SNL!" I add on.

Y/N holds me close as she kisses the top of my head. "No, you have SNL! I'm just there to support your one scene with Benedict!" I roll my eyes. "And I could never forget about Scarlett," Y/N says, burning my ears. "And the twins!" I make sure to emphasize, yet all I get back is. "Hmm mmh Scarlett..."

"Okay," I reply as I remove Y/N's hands from me to return to my suitcase. "Babe-" "Nope." I cut her off. "You did this to yourself."

Just for the record, I'm not actually mad.

But does finding out your girlfriend has a Natasha Romanoff Lock Screen and this would be your camera roll if you dated Natasha Romanoff picture on her Home Screen kind of rub you the wrong way?

Maybe. Who's to say?

Y/N POV

I send a smile Liz's way and only earn a flat smile and a raise of the eyebrows.

Yep, she's still upset about the Lock Screen. A more intelligent version of me definitely would've changed it by now.

Liz POV

"Tell you what," Y/N speaks up after a long three minutes of silence. I look up at her and already feel myself warming back up when I see her puppy dog eyes and kissable face. "Why don't I take these." She holds up our toiletries bag. "Into our gorgeous, spacious marbly bathroom. Drop some calming oils and a bath bomb if you're feeling it into a hot waiting bubble bath. Would that make even..." Y/N moves around the bed and starts walking towards me. "The tiniest amount of difference..." She sits on the bed in front of me and pouts. "To make you love me again!"

I keep a glare on her, but the longer I look, the easier it becomes to crack.

And I do.

My jaw unclenches as I laugh with a huge smile on my face. "And I thought I was the award-winning actress!" I smirk as I see the glow on Y/N's face. "Oh, Olsen!" She laughs as her lips steal a kiss from mine. "You have no idea." She throws her arms around as she speaks and exaggerates. "I'd run the gauntlet. Emmys. Oscars. Tony's! You name it!"

"Would you now!?" I faux excitement as I close my last suitcase and place it into the corner of the room. Away from us. "Duh." She replies like a kid. I playfully roll my eyes as I pick up my last bag. My night bag. I begin to unzip it before Y/N stops me. "So, is that a yes?" She asks with her fingers on my left hand. I nod before leaning in. "Just kiss me." She does and tries her best to keep a moan inside, but I hear it slip out.

When our lips separate, she blushes and quickly sneaks to the bathroom. "Don't unpack. I'll do the rest while you relax."

I agree to her words, and as I wait, I find myself drawn to the ginormous window taking up the length of the entire room.

With the curtains drawn back from here, you can see the world move.

I place my hand on the warm glass from the late afternoon sun and do my best to look down but back away, scared. I swallow and take a breath as I make myself look up at the sky. The orange and pink colors rolling over themselves to change. The beauty and simplicity of it all.

I lose track of how long I've been looking out, only to jump and scream when a hand lands on my shoulder. Earning a scream back. "Hey!" My girlfriend turns me around to face her. "It's just me! It's just me. I didn't mean to scare you! I'm sorry!" She pulls me into a quick hug and kisses my forehead as I regulate my breathing. "It's okay," I respond. "I just didn't hear you."

Y/N pulls away from the hug and moves her hands down to my hips. "You okay?" She starts squeezing my side. The movement of her rolling thumbs makes me weak. "I am." I turn my head to the side and look out to the sky. "It's just very pretty tonight."

"I think it's beautiful every night." I laugh and turn my head back to face Y/N, who, of course, never looked out the window. "Cheesy," I say before kissing her. "Is it ready?" Y/N nods and begins to lead me to the bathroom before I speed past them. "Can I not take you there? Make sure the water is perfect?" I shake my head. "No, I think I can do that all on my own."

Y/N bites her lip. "Are you sure?" I turn on the innocence and scrunch my nose. "I think I can manage... why did you maybe think you were gonna.. Y/N Y/L/N!! You didn't possibly think you were going to help me get undressed, did you?!" I make a shocked face and practically moan with surprise. "What a bad girl." I bite my bottom lip and lift an eyebrow at Y/N, which only makes her groan and lean down to kiss me, but I back away just in time. "I think some unpacking needs to be done." And just as I'm about to close the door on my girlfriend's shocked face, I smile at her. "Thank you for this baby. Really."

I watch her face change and blush. "You're welcome, my love." She smiles at me and starts to lean in for one last kiss, but I pull back and bite my lips again before saying. "Change your wallpaper."

Y/N POV

With that, the sliding door closes in front of me. I'm left shocked and proud at how Liz just got me.

"I love you too!" I call out to the closed bathroom as I turn around to feel the tips of my ears burning. "The water is perfect! Thank you!" I hear Liz call out, making me smile.

I look out the window and watch as the night rolls into the sky. There is something about a city like this once it's dark. It's like the flip gets switched off, and people can be freer. I bite my lip in thought before turning my body to the task at hand. Unpacking.

I shed my hoodie and be sure to place it into one of Liz's drawers so it smells like her. Thanks to my shower and act of hair washing, my hoodie is starting to smell like me, and we simply can't have that.

I turn back and unzip the last of Liz's bag to find some extra underwear and whatnot before feeling something hard under the surface layer. I stop briefly in fear. Slowly, I move my hand onto the object again. She didn't bag vegetables, did she? Maybe her kitchenwear again?

It's not until I reach the base of the object that I realize what my fingers have been touching. I quickly look up to the bathroom door and then back down. I carefully move everything else out of the way before revealing the stowaway.

My girlfriend's red 6.5" dildo with the strapon attachments sitting at the bottom of the case.

"How did TSA not pull her off to the side?" I whisper to myself as I hold the dildo in my hand. "When did she get you?" I question the fake cock as I looked down and grabbed that harness.

"Now what?" I ask nobody after standing there staring at the toy. And the longer I look, the more the fire grows inside of me to have my girlfriend on all fours for me. "Okay," I whisper and let the toy rest on the bed as I speed-run unpacking the rest of our combined things.

I didn't even bother to unpack the little vibrating toy that I had stowed away that I know Lizzie knows I brought.

Listen, sometimes your girlfriend's job can take up a lot of time, and she knows how hot she looks when she leaves to go promote movies, so a little relief never hurts anyone.

But now, what do I do? Where do I put it? Do I keep it out? Do I put it on? Do I wait for Liz? Do I tell her I found it?

I can feel myself becoming hotter as these questions knock around my head. But why am I so nervous?? I mean, she brought it for a reason.

I nod to myself and think it over before confirming my decision.

I stand up and slowly walk toward the giant mirror in our room. I stop and look myself over.

Then I smile.

I'm proud of how far I've come in the past two years. Proud of my body and the fact that I know how fucking hot I look.

So, with a smirk, I move my hands down from my hips around to the backside of my pants. Looking at myself in the mirror. I turn slightly, bend forward, and begin pulling my grey, comfy joggers off. Biting my bottom lip when I see my black lace underwear appear, knowing how much Liz loves it.

Truth be told, I forgot I put this pair on this morning.

The pair of joggers hits the floor, and I bring my hands up from the bottom of my ass. Holding onto my skin until I reach a high enough point where it slips out of my hands, causing my ass to jiggle as it reforms to a fuckable backside for Liz. I bite my tongue and turn ever so slightly again as I look at myself standing in my underwear and Liz's white Circle of Life t-shirt.

You know, the one she wears everywhere?

I move my hands to the front side. Letting my fingers glide over the bumps in the lace on the hips of my panties before they find the bottom of the shirt. I look down and begin pulling up the shirt. Gripping tightly onto the hem as it rises up my body. My fingernails dragging against my skin. The cool air making contact, sending a wave of goosebumps up my body. My hands make contact with my nipples as they become stiff.

I throw the shirt off my body and take a step out of the joggers at my feet, bending over to look at my face in the mirror.

I look beautiful. I smile and tilt my head before standing up and looking down. I push my hands into my boobs and begin roughly pulling and kneading my skin. Sending jolts of pain and pleasure to my pussy.

I can feel the lace that sits below my slit becoming wetter. I throw my head back quietly, moaning when I bring one of my hands down to touch myself. My middle finger runs over the damp spot before slowly bringing the tip of my finger up and to my clothed clit. I continue to move my finger up and down. The friction from my underwear makes it feel oh so fucking good.

I struggle to quiet another moan as my finger moves in a circular motion. I hold my mouth open and let out a shaky breath. "Fuck." I whisper as I bring my head back down to look at myself.

I can see the shine in my own eyes as my finger doesn't stop. I smirk as I move my one hand from my left nipple to my throat.

"Fuck Liz. I'm such a fucking slut. I'm such a slut for you." I cry out.

If I keep going, I won't stop, but I have to.

I let out another moan that rips through my throat as I stand up on my tippy toes before stumbling forward. Luckily, I grab onto the nearby desk.

As I catch myself and my breath, I look in the mirror and smile at the barely visible sweat on my forehead. My hair thrown into my face a bit.

The red hue on my cheeks.

As I'm now bent over with a hand on the desk, I return my right hand back to my clothed clit before bringing it back up to slip inside my panties. "Oh shit.." I cry out as I let my fingers flow through my hairs and down to my wet, soaked cunt.

My middle and ring finger sliding over my hole before bringing the tips up and inside. "Ahh!" My hand turns into a fist on the desk as my own teasing brings me closer and closer to the end goal. I pull my wet fingers out and back in before I run them up my clit once again before freezing.

The sliding bathroom door hits the end of the frame.

"Y/N?" Liz questions as I have my back to her.

But when I look in the mirror, I see her, and she sees me.

I catch my breath and smile as I don't pull my eyes away from the mirror, Liz. "Yes?"

A shocked Liz is wrapped in a towel. Just staring as she looks up my legs. To my panty-covered ass and then up my back muscles. In the mirror, I see her stop at my shoulder before he green eyes look at me in the mirror. "Is there something that you'd like to say?"

She's teasing me.

She caught me, and we both know it.

I shudder as I pull my fingers past my clit and out of my underwear. "I... I thought you would be longer." I then turn around to face my girlfriend. Who once again scans my body up and down with her eyes. I see the twinkle in them, and she does her best to hide the smirk on her face, but I see it. "I forgot something." Liz takes a step out of the bathroom door frame. "But now I can't remember what I forgot."

How convenient.

She smiles and bats her eyes. "Y/N?" Liz tilts her head as she moves her left hand to hold her towel up.

"Yes?" I ask when Liz's right hand comes down to my hand. The one that I was fucking myself with. "What brought this on?" Liz asks as she takes my hand up and towards her pretty pink lips.

"I want you to be honest."

Liz opens her mouth and rests my middle finger on her flat tongue before wrapping her soft lips around it, sucking it with a teasing smirk and a raised eyebrow. My mouth drops in pleasure. My finger slides deeper into her mouth with a moan as I find it hard for words to leave my own throat.

"I- uh- I f-found your toy." I stumble my way through with a flushed face as Liz pulls my finger out of her mouth, but not without a long lick of her tongue.

"My toy?" She asks with her green eyes staying on me.

I nod. "Your toy," I say, reacting to the cool air hitting my wet finger still in Liz's hand as I gesture with my head to the strapon lying on the bed. Liz turns her head and hides a smile before turning back to me. "You like it?" I nod. "Good girl." She says before allowing her left hand to let go of the white towel.

Liz brings my hand to her right breast and squeezes. "Kiss me." She whispers into the air that separates us, and within a second, my lips crash into hers. I let her tongue meet mine in the middle and moan into her mouth when her hand reaches the center of my legs.

"Keep making those pretty noises for me. I got you." Liz speaks into my lips as I yelp when her hand yanks off my black lace underwear.

"I'll buy you a new pair."

What remains falls to the floor. "Thank you." I nod and kiss Liz again before she cranes her neck. "No marks. I mean it." She sternly warns me as her hands land on my hips, pulling me closer to her. "Now come here." She bites a smile as we end up crashing onto the bed. Our bodies colliding with no intention of ever letting the other go.

The warmth builds, as does the sweat, and I can't find a better place for my hands to be than one in her hair and the other spreading open her legs to feel her wet pussy.

A moan ripples through Liz. The soft mattress and expensive comforter makes my body react as I roughly kiss my girlfriend's body again and again.

Going as far as to even bite her upper chest, earning a groan of pleasure. "Fuck, baby!" Liz yells out.

I smile and rejoice at the sounds coming from Liz's beautiful mouth, focusing on her boobs and doing my best not to mark them.

Meanwhile, my right knee pushes Liz's left thigh away. With a smile, I move my middle and ring finger down and in-between Liz's lips. Gathering up her wetness until I reach the source and softly slip my fingers inside without much struggle. "Oh, my Fu-fuck!" Liz lifts her head before crashing it back down.

"Don't stop, baby." Those three words drip from Liz like honey.

"I won't, sweetheart," I speak into Liz's ear as I bring myself back up her body. Liz nods with her eyes closed as I focus on her neck. Kissing the most intimate of spots as I pick up the pace to finger fuck my girlfriend's pussy. She's taking my fingers so well and coating them like it's our first fuck in months.

But we both know that's not true.

Liz exclaims as she breathes out another moan. Her hand running up my bare back to my hair. She bunches a fist in it as our bodies stick to one another. Every time I pump in and out of her, she moans into my ear.

"Oh god."

She grips my hair and makes my head pull back. It hurts, but it causes me to flinch in pleasure as my wet clit brushes past her knee.

"Y/N! Baby!" Liz moans. "Yeah?" I kiss her again and wait as my fingers feel Liz tighten around me. "I'm clo-close! Keep going, baby!" I nod and lazily plant kisses across the top half of her body as I move my hips in a circular motion on Liz's leg as my fingers keep their pace inside her beautiful pink pussy.

Liz gasps as I feel her tighten around my fingers. She's losing control over her body as her breath becomes more ragged, and her thighs start to move inward to close around my hand. "Y/N... F-fuck."

Her tangling body underneath mine makes me grow wetter for her. Her thighs finally close around my hand, making me smile as she gets pushed over the edge.

She whimpers and does her best to push my arm away, but I keep my fingers curled up inside of her.

"Not yet, sweetheart." I breathe out as I keep riding her leg. "You got to cum now; you can watch me," I say with a teasing smile as I do let my finger slip out from her, but all I do is bring them to her sensitive clit. Liz moans and whimpers, making me feral.

"Keep making those noises, baby."

It's not that much longer I find myself collapsing on top of her. The two of us covered in sweat and each other.

"You always amaze me." Liz turns her head and says to me, after several restful minutes. "I'm pretty sure that's you," I reply as my eyes look from her own green ones and down the marks I left on her body.

Oops.

Liz laughs as she looks at the ceiling. "What?" I ask. "I think we got a little carried away and forgot something."

We both know what she's talking about.

"Did we?" I ask as I rest my head on my hand. "Or did you think this was just a one-round kinda night?"

Liz turns her body more to face me. "Oh baby, I never thought we would stop at one." I bite my lip to hide my smile. "Don't hide now, pretty girl." Liz pulls my lip from my teeth and cups my chin. "You were showing yourself off earlier, so don't hide now. Understand?"

Liz gently guides my chin up and down until I nod along. "Yes, Li- Yes, Mommy." Liz smiles with a sparkle in her eye. "I taught you well, haven't I?"

I nod again. "Come here." She whispers to me as she pulls my chin closer to her lips. "Kiss me." She gently requests.

The kiss is full of passion as we melt into one another.

God, I love her.

Liz removes her hand from my chin and brings it to my arm until I feel her hand move up and under my hair around the back of my neck. She gives a squeeze. "Baby..." I stop kissing her as and wait for her to continue. "Yes?"

With a smirk, she requests for me to get up and off of her. I oblige and sit up on the bed on my knees. Liz leans forward and kisses me before getting up. She gives her butt a little shake in front of me before grabbing the strap and walking towards the bathroom.

"Y/N?" She turns to face me, but my eyes never left her body. "Don't you think the city looks beautiful at night?"

Before I can answer, she slips into the bathroom, locking the door. I turn from the closed door to the giant windows now showcasing the black night sky.

She wants me to get up and look, right?

I make the decision and place my butt on the soft bed before moving to the edge. My clit brushes against the comforter of the bed, causing me to jolt in pleasure.

As my feet touch the cool floor, I feel a wave of wash over my warm body, making me smile.

The closer I get to the window, the more the glass disappears until, eventually, it feels like it is just me in the sky, looking at the glowing lights and distant stars. Until... I hear the bathroom door open.

My body aches as I turn and look at the gorgeous sight before me. "Fuck.."

Liz bites her lip and scrunches her nose at me as her hands fall from her shoulders to her boobs. She gives them a light squeeze as my eyes travel further down her abdomen, landing on the captivating red 6.5" dildo strapon.

"You know..." Liz takes a step towards me, and I hold in a moan as I watch the faux cock jiggle. "If you keep your mouth open like that.. who knows what could happen.." I bring my eyes back up and see Liz's green eyes are significantly darker.

"But maybe you'd like that?" Liz questions as she places her right hand on my hip. Cupping my chin with her left. "I mean, look at you." I try to, but she keeps my head in place. "Already wet again for me."

Liz's eyes pool to the center of my legs. And she's right. I feel it. I want- need her so bad.

"You want Mommy?" I quietly nod. "You can speak up; its okay." She coos as she pats my cheek.

"Yes, Mommy. I do."

Liz smiles and pinches my hip. She loves being in control, especially like this.

"Turn around for me, baby." She moves her hands across my body and up my back as I easily do what she says and turn my body towards the window. "Scoot up a bit. Get closer." Liz rubs her hands up and down before settling on my ass as she helps me. "Place your hands flat on the glass, baby."

It now dawns on me that I'm completely naked, standing in front of the window about to be fucked in before the whole city of New York.

I'm only broken out of my thoughts when Liz's hand makes contact with my ass.

I jump in surprise as the stinging settles and the skin turns red.

"I asked you a question."

"I'm sorry.." I turn my head to the side to try and look back at my girlfriend. "What did you ask me?" Liz moves her hands to my hips and brings her body closer. The tip of the dildo rubbing up against my pink folds. "I asked if you like the view?" I turn my head and look out once again. "I do."

"Good." She says with lust in her eyes as she moves them from the back of my head down my body. "Me too." She moves closer, forcing the tip to bump against my entrance. "Mommy loves you, and you're gonna take her so well, aren't you?"

I nod and do my best to look back at Liz, but I fail when she slides the red cock into me. Ripping a moan from my throat as I her thighs hit my own.

"Fuck you were wetter than I thought." I don't answer as I stand there with a shaky breath.

After a minute, to get used to the size, my hands spread themselves on the glass of the window. "Oh- fuck, Mommy!" The words fall from my mouth that hangs open. Liz reacts by moving in and out at a slow pace.

I squeeze my eyes shut and let the pleasure of Liz fucking me take over.

"So good." I manage to say, causing Liz to hum back as she squeezes my hips. "You feel so good, Y/N." Liz pumps in and out of me faster now as she feels the pleasure herself.

"You're taking me so well, sweetheart!" She joys at the sight of my lips, taking her fully. I moan. "Yes! Liz-!"

Liz increases her pace as her hands roughly grip my hips. Her trimmed nails leaving crescent moons on my body. The pain feeling good. The markings of my girlfriend look good, too.

I hear her praises and feel her push my body up against the cold glass, creating another wave of pleasure flush throughout my body. My nipples are hard against the glass. "Keep making those noises, pretty girl!" Liz whispers as she leans closer and closer into me. Pushing the cock further in. "You're doing so good!"

I can feel the tightening in my stomach. "I'm gonna- fuck- I'm gonna-"

"Shh shh, not yet baby!" Liz wraps her arm around my chest to pull me closer. "Not yet, baby. I want you to cum with me." I shut my eyes tighter and do my best to hold on slightly longer, but it's a losing battle.

"Please, Mommy! Please!" I whine, forcing Liz to move her arm from around my chest to have her hand on my throat. "Just a bit more!" She breaths near my ear and squeezes my neck.

Another moan leaves my lips as it gets harder to breathe.

But Liz doesn't slow down her assault on my pussy with her cock. She goes faster and faster as her grunts and moans become more animalistic. Her kisses on my neck and back became sloppy. "Ah fuck! I want you to cum for me!" She cries out as my body gets sandwiched between her and the glass.

We both don't waste any more time as our overwhelming orgasms ripple through each of us.

Liz falls onto me as I hold myself up against the glass. Smudges and smears can be seen clearly. "I love you," Liz whispers as her lips touch my ear.

"I love you too," I say after catching my breath.

We gleam and glistle as the sweat rests on our skin. Our bodies ache, and it takes a while before we eventually remove the strapon and hardness from Liz and collapse onto the bed.

We lay naked and uncovered on the white sheets, just holding one another, whispering sweet nothings.

It's not long before I suggest that we should shower together.

But when I pull my eyes away from my markings on the window, I find Liz fast asleep.

For the first time in a long time. I wake up before Liz.

I blink my eyes open and do my best to move as the soreness flows through my body. I know it's going to suck later, but for right now, looking at my peaceful sleeping girlfriend is making me melt.

She's ethereal at all times, especially with this glow surrounding her.

I bite my lip and smile as I lean forward and gently plant a kiss on the forehead. My eyes move from her face to her exposed arms, and I make a face of the finest amount of regret when I see the hickies and spots of red leaving her neck.

I turn away and grab the hotel room iPad off the dock to order room service.

This will help later.

As I skim through the hundreds of options for food, I get hit with a memory of the morning after our first night together.

"Time for breakfast!" I go to help Liz, but she intercepts me and softly pushes me onto the bed, stopping me. I laugh at how cute she is being. "Oh no, you don't! I'm making breakfast for you! Waffles or pancakes? There's only one correct choice, Y/N!"

"Okay, Liz." She watches me with glee as I get myself comfortable in what I assume is her bed. I make a thinking face just for Liz, even though I know the answer. "Waffles." I confidently state.

Liz gives a big ole smile. "Correct, you are! I was worried I would have to kick you to the curb!" Liz begins getting off the bed, heading towards the door.

"I don't know, Liz. We had a good time last night, so I don't think you're getting rid of me anytime soon."

I look from the iPad to Liz, and my cheeks are going to start hurting soon if I don't stop smiling.

But I can't help it.

Despite multiple people, including Liz and myself... we're still together. Our love for one another grows more every day. And I know that whatever happens in the future, we'll be ready for it!

I hum and think as I look out the giant windows past the curtains and the smudges. It's the morning of daylight. The golden orange sun is doing its best to peek out from behind the fresh clouds.

I don't know how it exactly happened, but one second, I was finishing up the order for breakfast.

And the next...

I had my back to Liz, and I was on my phone going from one website to another.

Not satisfied with the options in front of me. With a huff, I open my maps app and start typing: ring shops ne-

"Babe?"

I lock my phone and slip it under my pillow before turning over with a smile. A genuine smile as I roll myself closer to Liz. And no matter what she thinks about her morning breath, I kiss her.

I kiss her with the softness and passion that we share. I smile and whisper an I love you before she pulls me in again.

She whispers an I love you back before the next thing I know, she's fallen asleep once again. _

Breakfast and our shower feels like forever ago as I look away from glaring eyes.

Safe to say, Liz's makeup artist was not happy with me. In addition to that, I couldn't bring myself to look Clayton in the eyes once he arrived for Liz's hair. We briefly talked about my music and his career. The party at Kathyrn's house and about how he was in the city for another actress, so this was much to the benefit of Liz.

And I don't know how it happened, but Clay somehow got me roped into going to lunch with him once we get back to LA.

I think I just nodded along to whatever he wanted, as he knew what Liz's sex hair looked like.

Anyways...

Hours later, Liz and I are in the back of a black SUV on the way to the NY Premiere of Multiverse of Madness.

It's my second premiere, so I'm not as nervous as before, but that doesn't stop my mind from wandering as the car rolls to a stop.

"Can you give us a minute?" I hear Liz's voice kindly ask the driver, who steps out and waits outside the vehicle. "What are you doing?" I ask as she takes my hand in hers. "Making sure my girlfriend is alright."

Liz smiles at me. "Is she?"

I nod. "She is. Better now, too." Liz blows a kiss at me, knowing we'd both be crucified if our lipstick got smudged all over each other.

"Anything on your mind?" Liz asks me, and it's nothing pressing or super serious. "I think my nerves are just starting to bubble to the surface."

"Because of the premiere?" I shake my head. "Because of what comes after." Liz nods her head, understanding.

"I have the live stream for the tracklist tomorrow night at the studio. The radio show the next day—podcast in the afternoon. We have dinner with the twins. Then next week is the last cuts for the album." Liz places her hands on my cheeks and rubs her thumb up and down. "Plus, I still have not heard back from the studio about the title."

"I'm proud of you."

Just like that, the world's weight is being lifted off my shoulders.

And I don't mean to have these two words come out of my mouth, but they do. "You are?"

I ask as I clear my throat.

"How many times do I have to tell you? I am baby." Her eyes shine to me. "You've come so far, and I'll never stop telling you. It's going to be stressful the next few weeks, and then the album is going to come out. And then your life will really change! But never forget how proud I am of you." She looks at me. "And if you need me, tell me."

I didn't know I needed to hear this, but Liz knew I did.

"I will. I love you."

"I love you too. Just let me know when you're ready."

Liz puts her hand in mine as she sits next to me. I take a deep breath, think back to this morning, and smile, knowing that I must finish my Google Maps search.

Liz POV

"Okay," Y/N says as she squeezes my hand back. "Oh, by the way." I stop her as she gets ready to exit the SUV. "I think you look hot."

Y/N blushes. "Thanks, my girlfriend picked out my suit."

Y/N then leaves me no time to come up with a witty response as she steps out of the car to the roar of fans and media personnel. Cameras start flashing as I reach my hand out to Y/N's.

They love us.

An assistant is right there by our side as Y/N, and I walk hand in hand through the entranceway to the interior of the building.

"Okay. You both know how to do this. Y/N- sorry Hex, you and Lizzie will take photos together before Lizzie; you go to the next stop and get some by yourself for promo before you finish at interviews." Y/N and I nod our heads along. "Hex..." I still can't believe this is a thing. "Marvel wants Lizzie's interviews to be about Wanda and the picture." I tilt my head at this new piece of information. I see Y/N also glance my way out of the corner of her eye. "But feel free to join her. It's not personal. I think it's just cross-synergies the mouse doesn't want." They quietly say.

I see a sigh of relief leave Y/N. "Okay." She laughs.

"The internet loves you too! Have fun!" The assistant scurries off as other stars begin to show up. Rachel McAdams being one of them.

I rapidly turn my head away from her. I know I'll embarrass myself if I speak to her.

"Shall we?" Y/N looks at me with a smile.

"I hear the internet loves us!"

Twitter

@DailyLizzieOlsen Lizzie Olsen has showed up at New York Premiere for the Marvel film Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. Will share pics soon!

@WandaIsMommy omggggg she's here! Lizzie is here!!

@DarkChokeHold Hex is here with Lizzie as well. Hopefully we get more cute moments of her with the mininmoffs 🥰🥰

@unhappyknob Does anyone else think it's weird that we have to call Y/N Y/N, Hex?? Like what's the next?? Also Lizzie could do better. Go back to Robbie.

@MadMaxMoore @unhappyknob kindly d*e 😌 thank you.

@DarkChokeHold 💀Hex is now standing off to the side watching Lizzie conduct an interview like a puppy.

@theGenevaCuntvention actually crying rn because I'm in the same room as Lizzie again

Y/N POV

I watch Lizzie start conducting an interview in awe of her. God, I'm proud of her. Even after everything she went through while making this movie and after the fact. Our relationship. Robbie and me. Robbie ripping Hattie away from her.

I watch her stand tall and with a smile. She truly has a talent and personality I've never seen in someone else before.

I know the fans and media can see the heart eyes and goofy grin I'm wearing, but I don't care.

As she moves onto another person with a microphone, I look around and see cameras pointed in one direction.

Might as well join in on the fun, right?

I pull my phone out and hold it up before opening my camera.

Twitter

@DailyLizzieOlsen Lizzie Olsen photographed for Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness.

@WandaIsMommy @DailyLizzieOlsen MOTHER!!!!

@MakeMeBark @DailyLizzieOlsen WOOF WOOF

@DarkChokeHold Hex is now taking pictures of Lizzie with a huge smile!!!

@happywandaplease LIZZIE LOOKS SO GOOD BUT DID ANYONE ELSE JUST SEE HEXS WALLAPAPER??!

@blueberryolsen @happywandaplease YES THEY SHOWED HER ON THE LIVESTREAM WHAT WAS THAT!!???

@kneelingforthewitch @happywandaplease gagging because it looked like a collage of Natasha Romanoff 💀💀 Lizzies own gf is a Natasha stan

@blueberryolsen @kneelingforthewitch @happywandaplease honestly iconic

@olsenmyolsen ummmm I found the wallpaper!!!

@gaysplattynatty @olsenmyolsen NATASHA NATION RISE OMG

@babyspiderromanoff @olsenmyolsen 🥰🥰 my wandanat heart 🥰🥰

@romanoffthereal @olsenmyolsen @yikesjtshex interesting 👀👀👀

Liz POV

After my second solo interview, I finally caught Y/N taking pictures of me. She looks absolutely adorable behind the camera.

Who knows, maybe in another life, music didn't work out, and instead, we fell in love while she was directing a show of mine.

"Those better be deleted!" I say as I make my to Y/N's waiting arms. She does nothing but laugh and claims she has no idea what I'm talking about.

I playfully roll my eyes at her lame joke before looking out to the rows of fans that have been standing here watching. I wave and smile at the faces of the fans, who light up.

Y/N joins me, and the assistant was right. The internet must love us because the noise gets louder, taking Y/N and myself by surprise. Y/N keeps her smile wide as she wraps an arm around my waist. Pulling my body closer to her.

In an effort to keep my thoughts pure, I look at the faces in the front row of fans and stop when I look at a familiar-looking girl.

@theGenevaCuntvention SHE JUST LOOKED AT ME!!!

"Y/N..." I start as we move down to the end of the entrance to the premiere. "Yes?" She turns to look at me as I keep my eyes on the freckle-faced redhead. "The girl in the front..." I point at her. (Yes, I know it isn't polite. 🙄) "...she looks familiar- Oh My God!" It clicks. "That's Geneva!"

Y/N throws her head from me to Geneva and back. "The Geneva from the airport!? The one you mentioned in People's Magazine?!" I nod to all her questions and smile wide. "Wow, she's already growing up. Kinda like the twins- Y/N?"

When I turn my head to talk to my girlfriend, she's gone. It isn't until I look towards the fans that I see security chasing after Y/N as she is hugging a crying Geneva.

@DarkChokeHold omg Lizzie just pointed to a fan and Hex turned and waved before squinting and running over to them!

@DarkChokeHold I don't think she was allowed to do that because security quickly ran to catch up to Hex.

@theGenevaCuntvention HEX JUST THANKED ME!!??? HUGGED ME AND TOLD ME I LOOKED BEAUTIFUL!!!

@theGenevaCuntvention NEVER FORGETTING THIS MOMENT AND OMG I FORGOT TO TAKE A FUCKING PICTURE 😩😫😫

I watch the interaction with pride.

This is how I know Y/N will be excellent on the stage.

I take a few steps forward to meet Y/N halfway as security directs her back to me. Y/N has no regrets. I smile and go to pass Y/N to make my way to Geneva.

A 14-year-old girl at the time I met her. A teen who helped me figure out... well, me.

"Sorry, Ms. Olsen, we can't have you do that." A security guard stops me before I can get close enough. "Can I at least say something?" I argue, but they stand in front of me. "I'm sorry. It's a precaution." Another guard states.

I nod, knowing they're right and that they work hard to protect us. "Okay. Sorry." I mumble as Y/N takes a hold of my hand.

"Sorry, you probably could've if I didn't do what I did." I just shake my head. "They wouldn't let me." Y/N makes an un-agreeable hum as we get directed inside the premiere, with our awaiting peers.

I take one last look behind me and see Geneva turn around to speak to an older man I recognize as her father.

@theGenevaCuntvention Nooooo it looked like Lizzie wanted to come over but was escorted away

@witcheswhores anyone else watching the livestream and see Hex run past the camera???

@multiversemother @witcheswhores yeah what was that?

@lizziesfutureex @witcheswhores yep

@scrunchnoselizzie @witcheswhores I saw it too!

@WandasVersion @witcheswhores according to @DarkChokeHold, Maria, a fan at the premiere live tweeting it. Lizzie saw a fan she recognized from something last year and Hex ran over to say hi

@DarkChokeHold @WandasVersion @witcheswhores correct! The fan started crying. She must've made an impact to Lizzie in someway for her to be recognized months later!

Y/N POV

As Liz and the rest of the cast had to get prepared for the introduction of Multiverse of Madness. I snuck out and asked an assistant for a favor.

Turns out the idea of having a fan joining a premiere, especially on behalf of Elizabeth Olsen, is something Marvel couldn't say no to.

So, fifteen minutes later, I watched security pull Geneva and her father out from the crowd. Cameras and phones immediately noticed, and being recently trained in celebrity eduque by one Lizard Olsen, I smiled and waved before focusing my attention on the redheaded teen in a Wanda Maximoff 1989 Polaroid-style shirt.

Damn, could we adopt this kid?

Kidding! I'm kidding! This was a joke!

@DarkChokeHold update on the fan! Security came to the barrier and escorted them and their father into the premiere where Hex was waiting!!!

Anyways... "Hi!" I greet Geneva once again, who looks more nervous than before. "Hi!" She smiles at me. I look from the Geneva to the gentleman with her. "Hello, I'm William Fehay. Geneva's father." He sticks his hand out with a smile that I instantly recognize as the same smile on the teen's face.

"Hello, sir." I shake his hand. "I'm Y/N Y/L/N." He smirks and glances at his daughter. "Y/N, huh?"

"Dad-" You can tell whatever Mr. Fehay is about to embarrass his daughter. "According to this one." He points to Geneva. "We're supposed to call you Hex. That's all I hear about. Hex this. Hex that. About your album." You can tell he's just teasing his daughter and that there is so much truth behind his words as he speaks with a smile, and Geneva glares at him.

"Well, sir, no need to worry. Calling me Y/N is fine." I then turn to Geneva. "Sounds like I converted another Olsen fan, huh?" Geneva wears red on her cheeks as she nods. "Don't worry, you can still tell her how much you love her."

"I'm gonna m-meet her?" Geneva speaks up. I nod. "Well, it won't be the first time." I smile brightly at the teen, doing my best to let her know that she has nothing to worry about.

"Come on. You can quickly chat before the movie."

"Wait... we're actually gonna see the movie!?" Geneva states as her and her father follow me as I follow the security team to the correct area. "Yep. I thought it might be a cool way to thank you for giving Liz a push she didn't know she needed last year."

Geneva takes that in.

"So, she actually remembered me?" Her voice cracks a little.

"She did."

Liz POV

I walk off stage as the applause from the cast, crew, and members of the audience dies down.

This is going to be the second time in one week I'm actually staying for the premiere of my own movie. I did in LA for Y/N, and tonight it'll be for Geneva. No matter how much I hate watching myself on screen. Or that I think every Marvel movie will be a flop.

Anyways... just as I'm about to get to my seat, a security guard stops me. I look at him with concern for Y/N before he points to the back of the room, where I see her standing with Geneva and her father.

I thank the security guard and make my way over to the three with a smile.

I quickly wrap Y/N up in a hug and whisper: "thank you for doing this." Into her ear. She gives me a quick peck on the cheek as we exit the hug.

My eyes scan over the teen and her face of excitement before I look at her father. "Elizabeth Olsen." I extended my hand and watch as he looks at me with a smile. "William Fehay." He shakes my hand. "Being a single father of a teenage daughter, I know that I'm meeting royalty right now."

My smile breaks into a laugh because what a silly thing to say!

"I always tell her that she's the people's princess." I playfully roll my at my girlfriend, making William and Geneva laugh. "Well, you're wrong, but I appreciate it."

My focus then turns to Geneva. I can see the nervousness in her hands as she plays with a ring on her index finger.

"So, does this beat meeting me at an airport?" I say, hoping this relieves any stress she might be holding. And it looks like it does when her eyes meet mine. "It's way better. Thank you." I shake my head. "You don't have to thank me. I should be thanking you. I appreciate you showing up and supporting this movie." Geneva shyly smiles and nods.

"So I wish we could all sit together, but we have assigned seats near the front. Yours are here." I see William's eyes get bigger. "However, we can always meet you two after the movie," I say.

"You mean we get to stay?" William asks, making me smile back. It seems like he didn't quite believe Y/N. "Of course. You have a wonderful daughter, and I wanted to show my appreciation and gratitude." Geneva looks up to her father, who looks back down with a watery smile. "Thank you."

"It's no problem," I reply and move my focus away so it's easier for him to wipe a tear from the corner of his eye. I wonder if anyone's ever been this kind to them?

Y/N wraps her arm around me as the lights above flash, signaling that we must get to our seats. Within an instant, an assistant walks to Geneva and William. "Okay, I have you two.." She speaks to them. "Over here. If you'll follow me." William nods, but Geneva looks back to me. "Thank you again."

"Of course. We'll see you afterwards."

"Yeah, I need someone to talk to about this movie because if I tweet anything, I'll get snipped." I nudge Y/N in her side and playfully scold her. "Hahaha, alright, can't wait!" Geneva says with a bright smile.

"I can see why you remembered her," Y/N says once we find our seats. "Right. She's a sweet kid."

"Smart, too. She's a Wanda Stan." I side-eyed my girlfriend and smirked. "Nice to know someone in this room is."

Y/N nods before looking confused.

"What do you mean?"

I play innocent. "Nothing... just don't go on Twitter."

Yes, I saw the tweets.

"What do you mean?" Y/N says, reaching for her phone. "Oh shh, the movie is starting," I say to Y/N before turning back to face the screen.

As the lights dim, I see Y/N look at her phone blowing up with notifications.

"Oh shit." She whispers, producing a grin on my lips.

By the time the last credit scene played, Y/N had changed her wallpaper to one of the two of us. _

MarvelActorsNews Elizabeth Olsen and Partner Y/N Y/L/N seemed to have had Twitter eating out of the palm of their hand earlier today. Find out why! Link

EntertainmentCelebrity Looks like even The Scarlet Witch Star, Elizabeth Olsen, isn't even their girlfriends own favorite superhero! According to photos attached here: Link That title belongs to none other than in real life friend Scarlett Johansson's Natasha Romanoff.

MarvelMedia Aside from Y/N Y/L/N, Hex, having a Natasha Romanoff collage as their wallpaper it appears that she and Elizabeth Olsen made friends with a father and daughter duo that was there to see the stars.

We're not quite sure who they are, but according to multiple sources and a fan who was present, it looks like Elizabeth Olsen met the duo sometime last year.

Twitter

@olsenmyolsen guys... do you think Lizzie got mad?

@MadMaxMoore lmaoooooo

@romanoffthereal whatever 🙄🙄

Liz POV

After the Marvel social media team grabbed a few pictures of Y/N and myself with Geneva and her father, we were free to do whatever we wanted since Y/N and I were going to skip the after-party.

"Elizabeth!" I heard Geneva, with a cracked, hurt voice, call out to me as we got closer to her seat. "Is Wanda really gone??" She asks with a panicked look.

I open and close my mouth multiple times.

Even looking at Y/N for help. "I hope not," Y/N speaks up. "And I don't truly believe so. I mean, we saw that red burst of power at the end! Like that was her teleporting away or using however much of America's power that she took, right!?" Geneva enthusiastically nods. "That's what I thought!!" Geneva says as she sniffles and leans back into her seat.

I clear my throat. "So... aside from the ending, did you like the movie?"

Geneva and her father stand up. "I did! I enjoyed it a lot. Had a few nitpicks, but you weren't the problem at all!" I tilt my head as the four of us head out of the theater and into the hallway. "What nitpicks?" Y/N asks the question I was thinking.

Geneva looks from Y/N to me.

"Is the writer here?"

I know for a fact he isn't. I shake my head no. "Good." She quickly states, ending the conversation as William scolds her. But Y/N is quick to come to Geneva's defenses.

I then watch Y/N and Geneva gang up on William before continuing to talk about the MCU as a whole. Most of it going over my head.

"Is there any way I can repay you?" I turn my head to my left. "What do you mean?" I ask William as we continue walking to the lobby. "You and Y/N have been so kind and wonderful. There must be something I can do. You gave us a once-in-a-lifetime experience."

I hum in thought.

"Y/N?" She turns to me as Geneva, and her stop their conversation. "We don't have anything going on in the morning, do we?" Y/N thinks before shaking her head. "No. I just have a call with Bo to go over the title of the album before the livestream at midnight tomorrow." I nod as Geneva questions Y/N about the album title and tracks.

It turns out, like most of my fans, she's become a big fan of Hexs' music.

"How about brunch? You and Geneva pick a spot, and we'll join."

Williams' eyes widen, and I'm beginning to think maybe he didn't think I'd take him up on his offer. But I can see the panic disappear on his face. "That sounds wonderful!" I agree with him as we all stop at the exit doors with paparazzi and fans on the other side.

Y/N and Geneva are still in a severe conversation about Wanda's death.

"I know I asked you before, but why care about a teenage girl and her father?" William questions me. Rightfully so, I should add. It doesn't make much sense on paper. Sounds more like fan fiction.

But I do my best to give an honest answer. "Because you're kind. Like I said before, it's clear you've raised such a polite and humble person in Geneva. I think it's sweet and refreshing to see. Plus.. she helped me discover myself when I needed it most. And trust me, I know that sounds like a ridiculous thing to say, especially when she was only 14 at the time, but it's true."

William gets real quiet as she digests everything I just told him. "William?" I question when I see him blink a few tears away. "It's alright. Umm.."

He lets out a shaky breath.

"Geneva and I have just been through a lot, so to hear those words come from someone as honest as you. It means a whole hell of a lot."

"Of course," I respond.

When I look to my left, I see Y/N looking at me as if to say everything alright? I give her a subtle nod. She gives one back just as Geneva pulls her phone out.

I see her open Instagram. "Whatcha doing?" I call out, forcing her to turn to me with a guilty look. "Nothing." She says with red creeping onto her face.

I look to my girlfriend, who looks at Geneva.

"Okay, next time, try not to look so guilty," Y/N says, making Geneva sigh.

"Okay, fine. I was going to make an Instagram post about the movie. No spoilers!!! Of course!!" She says, not looking guilty this time, making me laugh.

"Oh, okay," I answer for Y/N and I. "Oh my gosh, wait! Could I take a picture of the four of us on my phone?"

The three of us adults all eventually agreed, but Y/N and I had to deeply stress to Geneva that she should not post that pic. It was for her and only her.

We also reminded her that she couldn't talk about the movie until tomorrow.

She understood and took the picture just as an assistant came and told us that our car was ready.

"So I guess this is it... thank you once again, Elizabeth, and to you, Y/N! You're both super sweet and nice, and I had so much fun-"

I cut the teen off before she spiraled and rambled herself to death. "Geneva, we're getting brunch together tomorrow morning."

"We are!?" She looks at her father, who shrugs with a smile. "Oh, okay! That's great!"

"Yeah, I have to hear all about your trip to Oregon!"

"You remembered?" I laugh. "Yes, of course-" I go to speak some more but off to see my publicist Marla talk to an assistant before she turns to look at me. Y/N notices and quickly covers for me.

"William, could I see your phone?" Y/N asks as I turn back to the group. He takes it out and hands Y/N his iPhone. I watch and laugh as she quickly makes a new contact: Y/N's # please do not share. "Here you go."

Even William chuckles. "Noted," He says.

"So we'll see you tomorrow?" Geneva and her father nod and say their goodbyes, but not before Geneva asks for a hug. One I'm happy to give. "For me personally, I hope Wanda isn't dead. But for you, I hope you're happy with her journey." Geneva whispers in my ear. I nod. "Trust me, after recording What If...? I'm happy with where I'll be as an actress, just the same."

"You're going to be in What If..?" Geneva questions with excitement, before rapidly realizing that this information hasn't been publicly posted.

"Okay bye!" I begin to wave, making Y/N quickly do the same. Once Geneva and her father leave through the lobby doors, Y/N turns to me. "Brunch, huh?"

"Her father wanted to do something, and I would've felt awful saying no." Y/N hums. "Did you have fun tonight?"

"I had a great time. What about you? Have enough here or crashing Twitter?" That makes Y/N roll her eyes and shake her head. "I can't believe that happened."

"Well, it's nice to see you learned your lesson."

Y/N kisses me as a way to shut me up, and our lips only separate when we hear the clacking of heels walking toward us.

It's Marla with her phone in her hand.

"I need you to take a look at this."

"What is it?" Y/N questions as I take the black brick from Marla's hands.

Marla opens her mouth, but the words come out of mine. "It's from Robbie," I say once I read the email and the CCs. "..What??" Y/N asks as the tension surges throughout her body.

I remain silent as I read the words on the screen until I reach the end.

"I'm sorry, Robbie Arnett."

"He's giving me Hattie..." My emotions of relief, happiness, and, anger, struggle for the top spot as I can't believe this is finally happening. I have Hattie back! But at the same time, I'm beyond upset. I could never forgive Robbie for so blatantly ripping Hattie Harmony away from me.

Y/N watches me cautiously as tears start spilling from my eyes before wrapping me up in a hug. Moving the two of us with Marla following away from the doors to the outside world.

"Deep breaths, babe." She takes hold of my hands as she places me in a leather chair down a hallway. Y/N kneels in front of me on the carpeted floor. "I'm here." She reminds me, making me smile.

She'll always be here.

Moments after, when I have no tears left, and Y/N has read the email, Marla gives us some alone time.

"Can I ask you something?" Y/N awaits my nod before continuing. "Hattie was a big thing for you and Robbie. You both worked so hard on it. But it was your brainchild...." She stops to gather her words. "Clearly, he's giving it to you because he needs to focus on himself. But do you even want it now? Like, of course, you want Hattie. Like legally and all that, but... do you want to do anything with Hattie now?"

I exhale and think.

"Honestly. I don't know... I think at one point this.. this was the next step for me and my career, but now I'm not so sure..." My hands tighten around Y/N's. "As much as it pains me to say I can't go back to Hattie. It's tainted." I can feel the frown form on my face.

"Okay... that's okay, Liz." I nod, knowing it is but hating that that's how I feel about it. I wish I could want to write Hattie again. Go back as a fuck you, Robbie, in a way, but it wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be what I originally wanted.

So it's best to leave it.

"But at least once legal gets it all sorted out, It'll be mine." My lips slightly curl upwards. "It will be." Y/N keeps her hands in mine as she sits up on her knees and leans forward to kiss my lips but misses and kisses my chin, making us laugh. "There's that smile."

I roll my eyes and remove my hands from hers. "Shush." I grab her face and plant a kiss on her pink lips.

"Obviously, you have time, but is there something else that you'd want to work on if not Hattie?" Y/N asks me as we sit in the back of the SUV on the way to the hotel.

I shake my head. "Not at the moment." Y/N kisses the side of my head as my phone begins to vibrate in my handbag. "I can take it."

I'm emotionally exhausted, so that would be nice.

Y/N unzips my handbag and pulls out of my phone. "Babe.."

I look over from outside the window and roll my eyes. "Here." I have Y/N place the phone in my hand.

I clear my throat and hit the green button with a smile. "Oh, Hey, Scarlett!"

Y/N cowardly looks away from me with a smile.

Oh, she's going to get it later.

"Yeah, no, I saw what Y/N's wallpaper..... Yeah, of course, we're still on for dinner!"

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A/N: Sorry this took forever, but I hope it was worth it!!

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Honestly the levels of degeneracy that some Twst characters displays just reaffirms my little headcanon that some of the characters would definitely be going to jail and or prison in their adult years.

Here’s my list and reasons why:

Idia Shroud:

He’d do some crazy shii like digging up bodies to recreate his first love. Or making a robot flesh suit for his virtual lover.

Probably end up in jail for stalking a person he follows online

Either that or it’s because he doing some Frankenstein type of bs.

Or he doxxed and swatted a person

Honestly there’s multiple things he could go to jail for

Including that Chris Chan like sweater.

Rook Hunt:

Do I really need to explain for this one?

It wouldn’t even be a day out of his graduation from NRC before he ends up in jail for stalking someone beautiful.

Or just stalking the beastmen in Sunset Savannah.

Probably had his computer and phone searched through only to find secret photos of people.

Now that I think of it, he’s definitely capable of kidnapping someone. His family is rich and has a lot of houses.

He gives off Misery energy at times.

Azul Ashengrotto/Jade Leech/Floyd Leech:

Again, do I need to explain for this one?

All three of them would end up in a jail cell together.

Azul for financial crimes. The Leech brothers for murder.

On the other hand, if you’re looking for a mafia boss and his cronies to be your boyfriends, you’re in luck!

Probably has people’s bones in his house.

Meanwhile, on land he’s most likely a narco/drug maker. Got a couple of dudes from Pomefiore to stick around and now they’re making and shipping illegal potions and powders across Twisted Wonderland.

Literally do not sign his contract. You’ll be his slave forever.

Luckily, Jade is the more sensible one.

Malleus Draconia/Sebek Zigvolt:

Malleus would go to jail because he kidnapped someone and refused to let them(Yuu) leave him.

He says Yuu is living their best life back home in their world.

Meanwhile Yuu is actually in a room that can only be accessed by him and Sebek with only Grim to keep them company.

He’d only get found out because Grim escaped and told on him to his grandma, who’s trying to live her best life in the East with Lilia. Only to find out her grandson is doing this.

Sebek would go to jail right with Malleus because of his obsessive loyalty.

It’s on suicide bomber levels. If Malleus told him to blow up a building he’s do it.

Luckily, Silver was spared from being near these two as he’s spending time with his father in the East.

Malleus would 100% pay Idia to make him a Yuu robot so that he’d always have us in some way.

Yuu has best hope Malleus never figured out the art of cloning and how to perfect it.

And last but not least.

Trey Clover

He’s the one making drugs, potions, and powders for Azul.

And you now who’s right next to him? Rook.

Trey may seem like a normal family man, but little does everyone know he’s making drugs on the side

Never should’ve trusted that smile of his

Thats why his bakery is booming

He puts little doses of crack with the sugar-

Only got busted when Azul and his crew got busted.

He serves his time, and just lives a normal life

Plus the community he’s in mainly believes Azul suckered him into the drug making like he did all the other works.

Little do they know, he did it voluntarily.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #malleus draconia #twst headcanons #idia shroud #trey clover #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #sebek zigvolt #rook hunt

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i made a tiktok about this but i just want to expand on my point here so in this essay i will….

the HotD and F&B have different canons and while this is true it is made abundantly clear which side is more right than wrong in the situation. Rhaenyra is the rightful heir in both and therefore has more justification/right to defend her position from a usurper. both book canon and show canon state, imply, and reaffirm multiple times Rhaenyra is who Visarys names as heir. by law and tradition she is next to sit the Iron Throne.

now that this is settled i want to explain my love/hate relationship with Alicent specifically. i’ll start with this, i prefer book Alicent over her show counterpart any day. yes, she was a stereotypical “evil step mother” and she OWNED IT!! she activity participated in the plot to take the throne, maybe had a hand in poisoning Visarys, beefed with a child, and more! she was the Cersei before Cersei! yes, she was still a victim and played as a pawn by Otto but she does not sit lukewarm on these issues. she is fully ready to commit war crimes to bring Rhaenyra down, including telling Jaehaera to sit Aegon III throat. meanwhile, in an attempt to sympathize her character more they change crucial aspects in the show. she is aged down, made Rhaenyra’s friend in place of Laena, and stripped away any agency she might’ve had left. honestly it’s frustrating- book Alicent wanted power, too, yes to secure her children and please her father, but also because she wanted power. mother of the king is a queen, still.

the show frames her character as if she is a plaything for men (Visarys, Otto, Aegon II) and cannot help but do what’s best for “the good of the realm”. it’s what she’s been conditioned to do, and as of the first season she does not firmly place herself anywhere. she doesn’t fully support the war and usurpation nor does she fully support Rhaenyra. the only “justifiable” stance she takes is toward the end when she believes Visarys is talking about HER Aegon on his deathbed, even though the show had shown us she would’ve never supported Rhaenyra as queen regardless, she needed a reason to believe so guilt free.

im tired of the feminist vs patriarchal presenting of this story, as if its woman vs woman, when in reality Rhaenyra was robbed of her birth right for power (and possibly a religious agenda if you believe the Maester conspiracy). the story is about a family fighting for power and destiny. even the book, which is from an arguably pro green writer in universe, does not shy away from or neglect the bad parts of both parties involved especially for the greens as they ARE the bad guys in the story. it doesn’t matter how sympathetic you make the characters, how much you change them, age them, have them believe xyz, etc, if the story ends with the greens usurping the throne leading to a dragon civil war then the greens will always be in the wrong.

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Trimax Vol 10 Ch 1-4

Hey guys, how are we doing with volume 10? I had to go lie down on my bed face down multiple times while reading this so....that's how we're doing over here. A good chunk of this is me screaming incoherently. Apologies for the overuse of exclamation points and all caps. I'm deeply unwell about all of this.

Ch 1

Wolfwood's never ending belief in Vash just!!! Wolfwood is a man without faith. But not anymore; now he has faith in Vash.

As he reaffirms his beliefs, he remembers Vash telling him that he gives up hope too easily. Suddenly, now that I know a whole lot more about Wolfwood, that line hits differently. People have said it before but until now I didn’t get how cruel of a thing that was for Vash to say to Wolfwood. He couldn’t know the thing Wolfwood did out of a desperate hope to protect the orphanage. And look at him now, not sure if Vash can defeat Knives, but he has enough hope that he might be able to that he won’t stop fighting.

Wolfwood won’t give up because Vash has never given up!!! He’s taken on so many of Vash’s ideals, I can’t deal with this.

Razlo tries to stop Chapel from killing Wolfwood because of how Livio cares about him and I think it’s an interesting moment. It shows us that for all of Razlo’s insatiable bloodlust, he’s concerned with what Livio thinks. He’s certainly not eager to kill Wolfwood and that’s an interesting chink in his armor, since he’s never hesitated to kill anyone before, even if it’s just because he’s suggesting they drag out Wolfwood’s final moments longer.

Sidenote: oh my fucking god, I’m an idiot. I’ve been making jokes about Wolfwood’s magically appearing handguns for volumes. He’s not pulling them out of his tits, he just has a shoulder holster, like a proper gunman.

I wanna kill Chapel with my bare hands!!! He’s taking way too much pleasure from shooting Wolfwood over and over again.

So, Wolfwood hasn’t used his vials because he doesn’t think he’s going to die yet. That’s…yeah, that’s making me feel some things alright. First of all, I’ll say it again, Wolfwood is an incredibly smart fighter. He knows how to fight even while injured and in immense amounts of pain. He couldn’t stand up against Razlo at first, but he took it as an opportunity to learn how Razlo fights and find his weakness, so he could use it against him later. Chapel tells Razlo to stop underestimating him, but I think up until now, Chapel has been doing the same damn thing.

Second of all, I know where this is going and I :) don’t :) like :) it :)

Ch 2

Sworn friend? I sure hope that’s Vash because that cover image is going to kill me. Wolfwood’s been STABBED. By a GUN.

Oh, cool, so Razlo confirms that Chapel is unhealthily obsessed with his students and making them into the perfect weapons for the Eye—morally and physically. He’s truly the abusive father figure of this story.

Well, that explains why Razlo’s been kicked out of the Eye. Killing nine other members in a murder spree will do that.

You know what? Chapel begging for Razlo’s life to be spared might honestly be the kindest thing anyone has ever done for him. It’s no wonder he’s so devoted to Chapel. When everyone else treats you like shit, the guy who shoots himself and begs the council to take mercy on you becomes someone incredibly special, even if he is absolutely insane otherwise.

Huh? When did Ms. Melanie and the kids get outside? I thought they were locked in a cellar. Did some of the other mercenaries bring them up on Chapel’s signal so he could torment Wolfwood more.

Awww, the kids don’t want to leave Ms. Melanie by herself! They care about her and each other so much. This is where Wolfwood gets all his love and caring from.

Chapel is an evil, evil motherfucker. We know that already, but this moment? Oh, the rage I’m experiencing. He’s playing on Wolfwood's worst nightmare, going all the way back to that dream he had where he tried to hold the kids but couldn’t because there was so much blood on his hands. Chapel went and made that real. He shows Wolfwood’s face to Ms. Melanie, while he’s covered in blood, and lets them know all the terrible things he’s done. Ms. Melanie doesn’t need to say anything. The guilt Wolfwood carries will be enough to bring him low. Chapel knows his student and his weakness so well, and he twists until it hurts.

ARGH MS. MELANIE DON’T MAKE ME CRY.

This is Wolfwood’s worst nightmare, but she’s not reacting with disgust or hatred! She isn’t looking away from him! The way she says, “You foolish boy, you tried doing everything on your own again.” It’s so sad, but it’s so fond. She still loves him! She wishes he’d come home earlier! It’s still a painful realization for Wolfwood to have, that he would’ve been welcomed back, but it’s also, maybe, a shock and a relief.

Also, “You’ve always had so many stubborn ideals and were never one to compromise.” NICHOLAS D. WOLFWOOD THESIS STATEMENT RIGHT HERE. It’s what got him into this mess after all!

Oh my god Wolfwood! No!!!! Don’t look down on yourself now!!! Ms. Melanie’s right! You came when you were needed!

AND HE’S THINKING ABOUT VASH AGAIN.

When he’s losing hope, he always thinks of Vash. And he realizes that maybe he should’ve asked him here. Because they work so well together, they could’ve taken out Chapel and Livio and saved everyone! IF ONLY HE HADN’T INSISTED ON DOING EVERYTHING ON HIS OWN.

“I made a friend. He ain’t as dumb as I am.” Wolfwood, I appreciate your whole-hearted belief in Vash but that man is just as stupid as you are and probably would’ve also run straight into danger without asking for help. You two are just peas in a pod.

“We could’ve done this as a team.” Yes!!!! Because everything’s different when you’re back to back with him!!! Vash and Wolfwood are a battle couple and when they are together, they’re unstoppable. Wish you’d realized this sooner!!!!

Hey, did Wolfwood just grab all of Chapel’s vials with his mouth? Wolfwood is the king of making batshit insane moves in the span of like three seconds because that was a small opening he had before Chapel shot him or the kids.

A mysterious shuttle appears at the eleventh hour?

IT’S VASH!!! VASH CAME TO HELP HIM!!!

And look at Vash, using his powers to protect people! Not only that, to protect the people Wolfwood cares about!

Ch 3

Wolfwood, come on. You were just thinking about how you and Vash could’ve easily handled this as a team.

Wolfwood’s self-hatred is blinding him so much he can’t even figure out why Vash would come. Just as Wolfwood considers Vash his friend, Vash thinks the same of him. He’s shown time and time again that he’ll help people in a tough spot. Why not you, Wolfwood? Why don’t you deserve that same kind of care?

This battle is important to Wolfwood and that’s why it matters to Vash. But of course, the tragedy of it all is that Wolfwood can’t see how much Vash cares about him and admires him because he hates himself too much to even allow love in from someone else.

And with that thought, it’s time to break out the tissues.

Razlo’s like, “Ooooh, a worthy opponent? Time to absolutely lose my shit!”

So, on my first read, I somehow didn’t catch that Wolfwood drank two vials at once when he stole Chapel’s pouch and I was VERY confused for the rest of this volume. Now, however, I’m rolling on the floor sobbing.

He knows how dangerous this is and how it’ll probably end. But he does it because he thinks he’s going to die anyway. He’s come to the point where he’s not scared of death, and he’d rather go down protecting what he loves than live to see it ruined.

“If we survive this, drinks are on me.” This line is some horrible foreshadowing, okay. I’m just…I think I need to go take some deep breaths.

Did Wolfwood just toss Chapel like a log? That’s WILD. Razlo actually gets distracted by it! Then again, he’s so devoted to Chapel that the idea of him dying or being defeated must be pretty tough to deal with.

Wolfwood grabs Punisher again but also, he stops just long enough in the middle of battle to put his glasses back on. He’s hiding. From himself, from everyone at the orphanage, maybe even a little from Vash. He doesn’t want anyone to see what he’s about to become, what he’s about to do.

There’s been a couple times where I’ve wondered if Vash could read Wolfwood’s mind a little with his telepathic Plant powers and this is another moment. But I actually like to read this as Vash knows him so well that he realizes this himself, because that just hits harder.

OH. I missed that. Wolfwood killed Chapel. Snapped him like a twig even.

Razlo is actually so…lonely. The only person who’s ever been kind to him was an equally unhinged cult leader and now he’s dead. And all Razlo knows is violence, so that’s how he responds. As always, Nightow makes me feel so much sympathy for what should be the most villainous of characters. (Except Chapel, that’s the exception that proves the rule here)

Vash and Wolfwood executing insane maneuvers when they fight together because they’re so synced up!!! Certified battle couple.

Wolfwood lighting a cigarette in the middle of a fight after performing some insane moves is so on brand for him.

This last interaction is so funny and so them. They don’t know how to use their words! They slap at each other like five year olds and Vash can’t even tell Wolfwood he’s here because he cares about him and wants to help. WHY ARE THEY SO STUPID.

Ch 4

Wolfwood is starting to talk like Vash. The reminiscing about times past, pushing away the help people are offering him—it reminds me of Vash right before he got on the Ark.

It’s so not like him that it even scares Vash, who tries to remind him that has to live. He’s always wanted to live, right?

Well, except, Wolfwood has finally found what he’s willing to die for. He’s already made the decision. Vash just doesn’t know that yet, and that makes what would usually be a light, bantery scene between them incredibly heavy and so hard to read.

And Vash, goddammit, he still thinks this is Wolfwood giving up! It’s not, at least not in the way he thinks. Wolfwood is more determined than ever. He hasn’t given up hope. He’s taken all his hope and placed it on Vash, and left none of it for himself.

“What is important? What are you willing to do to protect it?” → Trigun thesis statement. That’s what the story is all about! The worst part is Vash realizing too late what he would do to protect Wolfwood.

When Vash really, truly fears that he might lose Wolfwood, that’s the first time he realizes how much he needs and wants him. How badly he wants to survive and see a tomorrow with him. Except, it’s heart-wrenching, because it’s already too late by the time he finally realizes this. Vash has finally found something worth living for and Wolfwood has finally found something worth dying for. How ironic that it’s each other. They’re like ships passing in the night, their lives and wants intersecting for only the briefest of moments before being torn apart.

Just as Vash thinks all of this, he catches Wolfwood. Look how tightly he holds on to him, his fingers pressing into Wolfwood’s skin. He uses his body to shield him, barely noticing the blades in his shoulder. He’s so overcome by what he’s realized, but also that he’s about to lose it all.

Look at the reluctance when he lets go of him. He doesn’t want to, he wants to hold on to him. But Vash would never disrespect Wolfwood’s choices. He knows how much it means to him to be able to do this on his own terms. So no matter how much it hurts him, he lets go. But there is rage in his eyes, an expression that is so alien on Vash, who has always been so in control of his anger. He hates that he has to do this and he hates that it’s this that’s causing it, and he won’t hold back anymore.

Not the bird symbolism. Because Wolfwood has finally found his freedom in his willingness to accept death.

And Vash beneath it, with his face obscured looking up into the sky, but hunched over beneath the weight of his grief and anguish as he walks away from Wolfwood. God, this image is so powerful.

#trigun #trigunbookclub

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Thoughts on Jujutsu Kaisen Chapter 231 (spoiler)

We start by getting the explanation on why Gojo's punches are so devastating. We heard from Uraume about it the first time and now we get the confirmation that it really is a special punch laced with Blue.

Maki, Panda and Yuji all say that they punched their sensei and Inumaki is squeezed right between the other three to signal to the reader that he's a teacher puncher as well.

But only Yuta and Hakari were the unlucky ones to get punched by Gojo. Maki isn't with these boys on this side of getting punched because pre Gojo's sealing she hadn't been on their level yet. So remember, if you're a really strong student you get punched by Gojo.

Nanami flashback + Ino sadness. We're all him in this moment. Also, Kusakabe, we had never an idea on what Gojo would be doing anyway other than trying to rescue Megumi.

Get that bitch! Honestly, my love for Sukuna cooled a bit down after he possessed Megumi and I think it will stay on that lower level until the end when we find out what will happen with Megumi. I can accept a bad ending for him but I hope for a good one.

And because there are some people who seriously believe that Megumi is dead in the narrative (saw this on Twitter and YouTube), sorry but what manga are you reading? Megumi's story is not over yet and a blind grandma could tell you that. Yes, some characters have to reach rock bottom first before they can rise again. And Megumi's rise will be spectacular.

Kagebunshin no jutsu.

After we got Yorozu's quote for a second time in the last chapter, I expected a bit more on that front in this one. But my perspective was probably a bit screwed here. This chapter had an amazing fight with the addition of new stakes and that is probably what Sukuna would understand about love. Or to be more precise: we have gotten to the "lonely" part of her quote (he has now found someone on his level) and the love part will probably come when the fight reaches it's end. Additionally, Sukuna's perspective has been really limited until now, so that might get a spotlight later on (hopefully not so late though.)

Sukuna also has some beautiful panels this time. I even saw Megumi in him here and there

Last chapter, we saw Gojo defeated after he couldn't expand UV but then his own strength got reaffirmed when Sukuna's DE broke down. This chapter he's as joyful as in the beginning with the clear belief that he will win.

It's really interesting how you can damage specific parts of the brain to hinder specific abilities from being utilized. You need the Barrier Techniques for a DE but not for a Domain Amplification.

That last panel of Sukuna is also so quintessentially Sukuna it's not even a joke. How Gege manages to portray a different character in the body of another without actually changing things like the facial structure is unbelievable. His eyes with the double iris too, shows us Sukuna in all his glory.

As we see in the top right panel, it's now Gojo's time to go and Sukuna's to take a backseat. The next chapter will be him beating on Sukuna relentlessly. (Before it'll be Sukuna's turn again.)

On the wheel: I always said that unlimited adaptation would be overpowered as an ability but until now my thinking on limiting it was the amount of adaptations Mahoraga was able to do. My theory in the past was that Mahoraga's limit would be eight because of the eight nobs on the wheel, then the first adaptation would be overriden by a new one. Now we learn that Gege went a different route to depower Maho: by having the wheel turn multiple times to adapt to different kinds of techniques.

The more powerful a technique, the more turns it needs. UV needed 5 apparently, that's why Sukuna put Megumi through the adaptations as often as he did. Limitless needs 4.

It's a little frustrating though that we didn't get a better explanation on how Sukuna made Megumi shoulder the adaptation in the first place. "I used the 10 Shadows" is way too vague. For everyone interested in my theory on this and a succinct battle analysis for round 1 of this fight, here's my newest post on the matter.

Gojo has some wild and funny expressions this chapter which brings the fun back into this fight. And is it just me, or do others miss blindfold Gojo as well?

Now that we have a time limit (the adaptation itself also takes time, no 0.001 second adaptations here) next few chapters are bound to be intense. And if Gojo doesn't manage to defeat Sukuna until then, then the King of Curses will have adapted to Gojo's ultimate attack and ultimate defense 👀

My prediction: Gojo will temporarily defeat Sukuna, that was always his plan, then he will try to separate him from Megumi, maybe with the help of the others, but even with the best precautions, Sukuna will rise back from the dead before they can save Megumi. Then shit will hit the fan.

Maybe we'll get a (one-sided) Sukuna/Megumi interaction as well.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #spoilers #satoru gojo #sukuna #ryoumen sukuna #fushiguro megumi #meta

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@rocket-eighty-eight mentioned you on a post “The real saw trap is reading an incredibly wrong...”:

@titleleaf WHERE did you see this red dragon take?!?!!

Why, here on Tumblr Dot Com, of course! I thought I had it screencapped but I managed to restrain myself from engaging with the original post -- the OP was all of 20 and God knows I made absolutely boneheaded Tumblr posts when I was 20, I make some pretty stupid ones now. Regardless, it had pretty hardcore "hasn't actually read Red Dragon" energy. As you might also expect it was a post gassing up the NBC Hannibal s3 finale, framing Will's participation in the killing of Dolarhyde as him embracing queerness and aligning himself with his true love, Hannibal, rather than his fake comphet love, Molly.

Paraphrased, their interpretation was: "the end of Red Dragon, the book, has Will triumphing over Dolarhyde and successfully saving his wife and child, reaffirming the integrity of heterosexual marriage and exorcising the queer threat that Lecter poses to Will's identity of himself as straight, while the show's s3 finale has the better and more affirming depiction: Will leaving behind his wife and child and going to be with Hannibal and embrace his nature as a killer, showing that he's accepted his true self and what he holds in common with Lecter." Which... all of that aside, that's not remotely what happens in the book Red Dragon!

The ending of the novel is so notoriously downbeat and ambivalent that I have read multiple pieces of academic writing commenting on it, and it's something both film adaptations have felt the need to change. It's a fucking downer. You can't even feel good about Molly killing Dolarhyde because you've seen enough of Dolarhyde as a sympathetic wounded beast to wish that outcome, however inevitable genre conventions make it, could be different. Will's relationship to his stepson is already fatally wounded before Dolarhyde shows up, and Will's marriage is fucking toast -- even as Will's lying in his hospital bed he knows this, that Molly will leave him because of what's happened, and by the time SOTL takes place it certainly seems to have come true. Will's physical and mental well-being have been burned through, and by the next time we hear about him he's a deeply traumatized alcoholic whose face looks like damn Picasso drew it, and, we can assume, very single. Heterosexual love is not enough in this book to save anybody! Not Dolarhyde and Reba, not Will and Molly, not the Leedses, not the Jacobis, not Dolarhyde's mother and her new husband, not even Freddy Lounds and Wendy. Will comes to a fuller understanding of the "vicious urges" within him that humanity more broadly struggles with, not just outliers like Dolarhyde and Lecter, but it's not a comfortable exorcism of the destabilizing threat of violence, the emotional tone remains uneasy and weird. It's a bummer. Nobody is living happily ever after and it's Lecter who gets the last word. (And he's such a bitch about it, too, I'm obsessed.)

My own feelings on how the show does the RD plotline with Dolarhyde in s3 aside (short version: badly) I think people have a tendency to back-project the show's framing of Will and Hannibal's relationship onto the first novel when it doesn't apply. Their relationship in the book is interesting and imo very fun but it's very different because the rest of the canon from which the show will draw to pad it out just does not exist yet -- the show sort of Frankensteins together parts of Clarice's plotlines to make up the difference and while I enjoy the results in isolation Will and Hannibal's relationship dynamic in the show isn't remotely a straightforward translation from book to screen or some kind of more correct, uncensored version of what the book was too timid to show. (Clarice's whole perverse union with Lecter in Hannibal the book follows its own different trajectory, and I can see how people read it as liberating and/or affirming, but uhhhh I'll get back to them on that later.) I don't think the show does the fusion of those two relationships particularly elegantly (or the distribution of other aspects of the Hannibal-Clarice relationship onto other characters' relationships to Hannibal, though it did bring me one of my favorite parts of s3 with Bedelia) but I think it's really muddied people's ability to talk about the actual books (and films) on the merits of what they actually contain versus what they assume they must contain or would like them to contain. It's a hot mess express.

#rocket-eighty-eight #ska reads a thing #ska watches nbc hannibal

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LOST SILVER/GOLD X GN!READER [4]

chapter four time babyee!! its much longer than the previous three, it spans like 2000 something words i hope yall enjoy

chapter below the cut!

You had grown since accustomed to 'life' in the void, and you weren't alone in it, atleast. There were some things that stuck out to you as odd, though.

You didn't really have a sense of time of that had passed. Sure, you still had your Poke-Gear, but it was as good as useless. The date and time was still messed up, and no calls would obviously go through it. The strangest thing is.. you hadn't really 'slept.' Or really even had a need for sleep anymore in the first place. You had attempted to rest multiple times.. but to be honest, you were never really sure if you had fallen into slumber in the first place. But that's okay.

It's not like (Y/N) had really tried to find a way to escape this dimension in the last few.. days? Months? ...Years? Okay - it definitely hadn't been years yet but it sure felt like it. They weren't really complaining, though. (Y/N) did kind of miss the lively atmosphere of random passerby around them, though...

Just as you were thinking that, you immediately felt something.. different. You had noticed that ever since your death, you were able to 'feel' other entities around you, like Gold for example. But oddly enough.. this wasn't a familiar presence. Someone, or something, was approaching, and it sure wasn't Gold as he was right beside you.

As it got closer and closer, you looked at Gold with fear. But oddly enough, he didn't seemed phased one bit. It was as if he knew what was coming?--

You could hear ticking; like a metronome. And, strangely enough, that same noise seemed familiar to you, too. But the one being that shared that noise was in her Poke Ball--

"GOLD!" A distorted voice yelled out from the distance - it was unlike anything you ever heard. Gold, in turn, perked up immediately, the boy's head turning to around where thr source of the sound was..

As soon as your eyes met its sight, you stared, flabbergasted. It was Hypno.. that could speak and was very much taller than what a normal Hypno would be? Not to mention its intimidating presence in general.. "HYPNO WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU WANT JOIN HIM FOR A NIGHT AT THE BAR - ..OH?" The pitch black eyes of Hypno's met with your own. "WHO.. IS THIS? HYPNO HAS NEVER SEEN THEM BEFORE." The Hypno spoke once more, cooking his head and doing a thinking motion with his hands as he inspected your figure. "(Y/....N..)" Gold uttered, seeming floating a little closer to you than usual. "DID.. DID GOLD MAKE A FRIEND??" His distorted voice sounded more joyful. "OH -- HOW WONDERFUL! HOW PROUD HYPNO IS OF YOU!" The Pokemon cheered out, clapping his hands. Though Gold didn't really have that much of a facial expression, you could tell he was embarrassed with the slight red on his cheeks..

"ANYWAYS, WHAT HYPNO ORIGINALLY CAME HERE WAS FOR GOING TO THE BAR -- WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN HYPNO?" Gold sat in silence for a good few seconds.. until the same Unowns formed a sentence for him. "Can (Y/N) come?" You blinked, taking a moment to comprehend that. Hypno's gaze shifted over to you. It was piercing..

"DOES (Y/N) WANT TO JOIN US?" He reaffirmed with his own words. "U-Um.. sure! That.. sounds fun?" You weren't one to drink but hey, if it gets you two out of the void. "OH, JOY!" He sounded kind of sarcastic, but that's probably just the way he geninuely speaks. "IN THAT CASE, HYPNO THINKS YOU BOTH SHOULD DRESS FOR THE OCCASION!" You cocked your head. "Uh.. I-I mean, I would.. it's just --" (Y/N) look around themself. "..There's just.. emptiness."

Hypno let out a echoing laugh. "WHY -- THAT IS WHY WE MUST STOP BY HYPNO'S CAVE FIRST!" As he said that, his white pendulum began to glow a purpleish-pink aura.. and it was as if a tear in the fabric of reality just appeared before you and Gold. How on earth...? "COME NOW, WE MUSTN'T BE LATE! HYPNO HAS A FUN GAME PLANNED WITH HIS FRIENDS!"

Gold simply shrugged, and went through. I mean.. If Gold trusted Hypno, I suppose you probably wouldn't be kidnapped or whatever too. You found yourself walking through the hole and you were immediately hit with the cold night breeze blowing in from outside. The smell of nature finally hit your nostrils again --

You felt.. alive. But not really. You're still dead, sorry.

Hypno followed suit behind you with the hole in reality fading away for now. He ushered you two into the cave and you two were met with.. a pretty sad looking closet, to be honest. Hypno had already had a little bowtie on so he was just waiting in you two outside..

What.. were you supposed to wear..? Most of these were just little bow ties and party gag items.. You let out a sigh as you thought.. Gold, on the other hand, was living his best life. He had found a red bow tie and some balloons.. and he was currently in the processing on writing something on the balloons! Atleast.. to the best of his ability with a black marker in his mouth.. When he got his desired result, he floated over to you and headbutted you in your back, causing you to snap your head over to him. He was smiling right up at you.. it was endearing, in a way.

"Do I look nice?" Gold asked with the help of his Unown, seeming hesitant. "You look awesome, dude!" You beamed right back at him, and to your surprise, he let out a huff of happy air! "Actually.." (Y/N) began, turning their attention to look around at their surroundings. "..You just gave me a good idea.."

Gold could only wonder what he had done as he watched with his hollow eyes with (Y/N)'s curious movement and digging through Hypno's -- albeit kind of shitty -- closet.. and then turned back around. On their neck was a (F/C) bowtie, similar to Gold's own. "Now we're, um.. matching!" The boy of monochrome stared with his mouth slightly agape... that once agape mouth having formed into a open mouthed smile.

Having been ushered by Hypno to hurry up, the two of you found yourselves wandering back through the gloomy and dark cave right to where Hypno was, and he led (Y/N) and Gold through another one of his.. shortcuts. This time being in a whole different dimension. It was a small little bar building that was seemingly in the middle of nowhere, space, and time all at once. As soon as Hypno pushed open that welcoming door, you were hit with the strong scent of brewery and multiple different yummy scents all at once. It was overwhelming.. but in a positive manner.

"HYPNO SAYS NOT TO BOTHER HIM UNLESS YOU ARE IN DIRE NEED OF SOMETHING." The Pokemon simply stated as he walked over to a certain table with.. a desatured, demonic blue hedgehog and a large man in red and black..? Actually, now that you take a closer inspection upon your newfound surroundings, there were a lot of beings similar to you..? Atleast, you assumed they were. You hadn't really seen yourself in a mirror prior to your death..

(Y/N) felt a nudge at their side. "Hm?" They hummed out, meeting with Gold. He swayed his head in a direction and began to head to it. You found yourself mindlessly following behind with your eyes trailing around you, observing every each and different, unique being. For some reason, you feel like you had seen some of these guys somewhere before...

Ah -- who knows. The boy took a seat at the bar stool and you found yourself sitting down in a seat right beside him. (Y/N) had been wondering on what he planned to do.. but those thoughts were soon interrupted as -- what you assumed to be atleaat -- the bartender walked over to you and Gold. He had a strange appearance -- it was like he had a limited color palette or something. The way his body seemingly was glitching out and the piercing gaze of his eye, covered by the ominous shadow of his face. He definitely seemed like a guy you did NOT want to piss off.

"Ah -- Gold." The man in red began. You noticed he had a slight glitch to his voice like you and Gold. "Surprised to see you here, of all people. What can.." His gaze traveled over to you, looking you up and down. It was honestly kind of terrifying, to be honest. This was like the second scary guy you were having to meet today.. "..Who might this be?" He asked Gold. The colorless man seemed to smile when he looked at you, and then back at the bartender. "(Y/N)... my new.. friend.." He almost garbled out. "I see."

"Well then, (Y/N).." He leaned on the counter, holding his hand out. "It's a pleasure to meet you, I suppose." You cautiously took his hand and shook it with a terrified smile. I mean -- you've already perished. It's not like he could kill you again. "My name is Red, but most people refer to me as Glitchy Red." Glitchy explained, taking his hand back down to around his waist. "I've seen Gold around here a'couple of times, but I've never seen you before. What brings you around here?"

"Ah.. I came here with G-Gold and Hypno.. but you probably could guess that.." The being spoke back in a meek voice, looking down. "And.. I suppose it's my first time here as w-well. I only started.. living here, I guess, recently." Glitchy blinked, cocking his head in the midst of cleaning a clear shot glass. "Oh? So what happened to you, then? What kind of tragic backstory do you have?" A little insensitive, but that's okay. You could only shrug. "I.. don't know. I just kind died to my knowledge and then I woke up in the void with Gold."

"..Odd." He looked back up. "Usually when people die, they usually wake up alone somewhere." That puzzled you. "..They do?" You were able to make eye contact with him finally. "Yeah -- but not everyone is the same. Maybe it was just fate."

"Fate..?"

"Yeah, for you and Gold to meet, I guess. If fate really does exist, that is." That left you thinking. "Either way, enough of this ramble of 'fate'or whatever -- what can I get you two?" "..Water.." A distorted voice managed to speak -- you had almost forgotten Gold was there! He was oddly silent throughout the whole thing.. "I.. ah.. water for me, too. I don't really drink.."

Glitchy Red stared at you two as if disappointed, but sighed. "Sure. Two glasses of plain tap water for my two special guests." He sighed, walking back to prepare your orders. You lookee back over at Gold. He had a small resting smile on his face compared to usual hollow frown.. a geninue happy grin full of bliss. What could he be so happy about?

"(Y/N).." He suddenly uttered, turning his head towards you. "Yeah?" You had accidentally been staring at him so you made immediate eye contact. From underneath his hoodie came out his little Unown buddies.

"Do you think fate is real?"

That is a question that left you to ponder. Was fate truly real? All the terrible experiences you've had prior in your life.. to build up to here. To build up to making new friends here. To have the chance to meet Gold.

"I...I.." You fell silent.

"I do." You smiled warmly. "I hope it is.. I b-believe fate is what brought us together-- I truly do." "Me too." The Unown spelled out. Before you had the chance to respond back, Glitchy came back with your orders, placing the two glasses before both of you.

"Enjoy." He simply stated. "By the way, it's on the house. You're welcome." For a moment in time, it was as if you could see a small grin on his shadowed face..? You took your glass and took a drink. You hadn't known how long you had been without water -- but good GOD was it refreshing. It was as if you were parched or something! In the corner of your eye, you had subconsciously been looking to see what Gold was doing but he was just kinda.. staring at the glass. Wistfully. Wasn't he gonna drink..?

It clicked.

"Oh- Gold.. do you need um.." (Y/N) felt a little bad for asking, honestly. "..Assistance..?" Gold looked back at you and hesitantly nodded. They scooted themself with the stool over to their friend, holding Gold's glass. Instinctively, Gold leaned over in your direction and waited.. and you helped him finally get a good ass drink of water without spilling it all over himself. He surprisingly chugged that thing as if it were to disappear! "..Thank.. you." He murmured. "You're welcome!" You beamed at him. He was still kind of close to you, and you got an idea. (Y/N) sat the glass in their hand back on the counter, and with their arms.. They brought Gold close to them; arms wrapping around his figure. They could feel Gold flinching for a moment in their grasp, but calming down immediately. The way he just melted in your arms.. You eventually rose up to meet his eyes but when you did..

He was crying.

"W-Woah -- hey -- are you okay? I-I'm sorry!" You had immediately let go. "I didn't.." "..N-No.." His voice rasped out. "You.. fine... Just.." He floated back into your arms, laying right up against your chest. "You're... so.. nice.." The boy almost choked on his words, sniffling. Had this poor man just never recieved any affection before. "Awh-- Gold.." You stuttered back out, arms closing back around him protectively. You were gonna give this man the best hug he would ever have in his life, dammit!

Your sweet moment was interrupted when you heard loud booming laughter from the other side of the bar, and then you felt almost the entire building shaking-?! MX had been celebrating his victory while Lord X and Hypno wallowed in their own loss, and he tended to forget his own strength, his happy thumps of his fist against the table having shook the entire premise.

Something told you that you and Gold were probably gonna be ushered back home by Hypno soon..

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the-apocalypse-is-upon-us · 10 months

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assigning umineko characters a place in the prince-princess-witch trichotomy: part 1

Beatrice: the witch (duh) in more ways than one. Even if as a magical creature she exists outside of human hegemonies, she still has power in the hierarchy of Rokkenjima as its second master of the night and the legends surrounding her alongside Kinzo's tirades reaffirm her 'existance' as a powerful presence on the island. Her attitude is also brash and stated multiple times to be 'undignified' , going against the expectation of a ladylike attitude that the princess archetype is supposed to posses. Even still, she is second to Kinzo as she rules over the hidden and less noticable domain of the island where she doesn't have power over the 'human' domain where her power in the hierarchy would actually played a part. This coupled with the fact that Kinzo's shows of affection towards her are blatantly objectifying and twisted to fit what he thinks she desires shows even clearly that the only way she could have gotten a substantial amount of power is outside the human realm ruled by Kinzo. She can't have power as Kinzo's "princess" but she can have some power as Rokkenjima's witch, even if that narrative is passed on through Kinzo, which shows that she still can't fully escape the patriarchal power structure of the Ushiromiya family. She exists as a scapegoat responsible for great boons(the hidden gold) and great ills(things being mysteriously missing and found, people getting hurt for doubting her existence,the Rokkenjima explosion accident) and this goes doubly so in her relationship with Shannon and Kanon.

Shannon: Through and through she is presented as the archetypal princess; demure,romantic,in a position of servitude that she has to "grin and bear it" ( just like Anthy) and having a prince of her own who wants to marry and "rescue" her from her life of servitude, willing to even go against his family for it, George. Of course,George's vision of a marriage is him working and her staying home but still taking care of the house and their children, keeping her role as a servant but without herself earning money. But as servant in the role of a princess, the only way she can see herself liberated from Rokkenjima is through a prince, especially considering how she saw herself as "furniture", less than human. And that's how Beatrice comes in. She tasks Shannon to destroy a mirror that supposedly keeps her powers locked up,promising that in this way she will be able to love and be loved "like a human". There are also multiple remarks made by Beatrice ridiculing George and Shannon's "pure love" and how men are sex- crazed pigs, putting her as a witch in direct opposition of the prince-princess narrative even if she "helped" create it.When Beatrice starts the massacres and corners Shannon and George she calls Shannon "furniture" and says that she was the one responsible for their love and ,in response, Shannon retalietates saying that she is human and activating a 'magic' forcefield powered from her love, even if Beatrice does defeat her in the end. Here we see Beatrice continuing to be a dual scapegoat; she is responsible for both Shannon's happiness with George and their deaths, preventing them from getting married. This is also a parallel to EP 7 , where "Shannon" is revealed to have had feelings for another "prince" with the wish that he will take her from Rokkenjima, Battler, but due to his absence that relationship stays unfulfilled. In order to take the pain away and help "Shannon" to move on, "Beatrice" takes her feelings instead. In both cases Beatrice is deemed responsible for taking or giving an abstract concept of love to Shannon which keeps their place in the trichotomy intact; in taking the feelings, Shannon can be the pure, faultless princess and Beatrice can be the cruel witch who turned out that way because her prince didn't come while in giving the feelings, Shannon can resume the role of a princess wanting to be saved by her prince and Beatrice can be the witch in that she gave Shannon her magic and simultaneously looking down on the relationship between a princess and a prince with scorn and wanting to separate them because she was jealous that she couldn't be loved the same way, putting the prince-princess relationship as natural and the people that despise it as bitter.

Kanon: He is presented both as a prince and a princess. In his relationship with Jessica he is always trying to fulfill the prince role by protecting and taking care of her. He also has a more assertive attitude, serving as Shannon's backbone and standing up to Beatrice almost immediately. But he is also a princess due to his status as a servant; when he isn't alone with Shannon he presents more passively not only to the family but to the other servants as well and taking his own servant role very seriously. His relationship with Jessica is reminiscent of Utena and Anthy(the first time we see him he is even tending to the roses)in which Jessica/ Utena have the best intentions but still have a great power imbalance with Kanon/Anthy, not noticing at first their interior complexities and if they order them to do something, they are obligated to do it regardless if they want to or not.Kanon does love Jessica but he openly turns down her feelings to "protect" her: he thinks of himself as furniture, less than human and incapable of love, with the result of any relationship with Jessica ending up in tragedy. Him wanting to protect her is an obvious extension of the prince role.But Shannon thought the same and she was given "love" by Beatrice, something that she tells Kanon and hopes that he also gains love that way. However, Kanon sees Beatrice and the love she offers as an illusion,a temptation to violate both the role of the prince(protecting Jessica from his forbidden feelings) and a princess(overstepping his boundaries as a servant," furniture"). Even if Beatrice is offering him a way to become Jessica's "prince" he denies it . Beatrice becomes a way for Kanon to scapegoat his feelings for Jessica to someone other than himself to create distance. In the end though he does fail to act as a proper prince/ furniture for her as she jumps in and takes the final blow to protect him.

#apoca.log #umineko #rgu

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What do u think about the opinion that s2's nain LI was Gary with lottie being the season villain and hope being mcs bff. Ppl have been posting about it

this is gonna get long, grab a snack. i've got a lot to say on this matter

((um, future vena here... this post has 2.188 words... like i said, i have a lot to say!)) (quick observation. the tone i acquire at some point, in this post, is not directed to you anon, it's directed at lottie. ok, let's get started)

i was possibly the first one to say gary is the main li, anon.

'cause here's the thing... when the season ended, fusebox released a FAQ, and in there they said bobby's popularity was a surprise to them. they didn't say who was their biggest bet, but i do think it was gary.

think about his route, and what it takes to not only go through it but also to get him again. it's day 1, then day 9, but in between you have plenty of opportunities to sneak around and have secret kisses while being coupled up with someone else.

you have hannah and marisol pining for him, someone else choosing you and stopping you from being a couple again. in the mean time he asks for advice on what to do about marisol, but at the same time there's a spark between you two, which is foreshadowed in the dialogue between the girls during brunch.

there's just too many hints about his couple not working and how displeased both of them are while together. and he does say mc is the person he feels closer to, and asks for a kiss right after.

lucas has become more popular after the season ended, and i do think because he's interchangeable, he wasn't a bet either. i don't think fusebox believed in his potential, which is crazy to me!

ibrahim will bring shannon back regardless, and then switch to jo. his personality doesn't fit with mc's, so it's also a no.

noah, as they called, was "a dirty little secret", and they have said multiple times he wasn't supposed to be end game.

henrik is also interchangeable, so i don't think he was either.

casa amor guys, poor boys, don't have much time to make an impression, and even if you bring them back, they end up sharing scenes and dialogues with the OG boys.

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON MARISOL AND ELISA. sloppy routes, inconsistent dialogues, reasoning that doesn't make any sense. jesus!

so yes, i do think, since the beginning, gary was fusebox' biggest bet.

now... lottie being the season villain fits her trope, and i say 'trope' and not 'arc' because she doesn't have one. not really. even if gary is not your li she's still very problematic and nosy. she just HAS to get involved, even when it doesn't concern her. she doesn't know the meaning of the phrase "stay in your lane" and just shoves herself in very single thing, but somehow mc is the one the tweet was talking about. *rolls eyes*

by the time the operation happens, she says she's done with the drama. but in the same night she doesn't explain herself and instead gives chelsea shit for telling everyone what she did.

lottie loves preaching about girl code but only follows through when it's beneficial to her. she's not supportive of mc if she's with gary, and there's a huge difference between lottie and hope.

the main one is noah always picking hope. by choosing to recouple, over and over, with the same girl, he's making a statement that he's into her and wants to continue on that couple. it's simple!

gary has never, not once, picked lottie over mc. there's no reason for her to believe that he has any deep feelings because he has never said it or done anything that reaffirms that.

i consider her a villain because she's possessive. she's delusional, toxic, problematic, and to top it all off, not a good friend. when did she ever approach mc to talk about her problems? spontaneously i mean.

because hope and chelsea do that. chelsea being programmed to be the best friend, hope, despite having her problems going down during the season, is also very supportive.

AND SHE'S FUCKING CUTE, because she declares mc is the only girl she sees being friends with her on the outside. does lottie do that? marisol? priya? jo? elisa? NO! it's so endearing when she says that, and even if you go for operation, she still trusts you by the end of the season, because she doesn't say anything about you going to the roof terrace with noah.

LIKE- if this was lottie she would throw a fit, you know she would!

lottie however doesn't respect people's boundaries, she doesn't leave it alone unless it's about her own wrong doing. she's an immature self righteous girl, who thinks power play is more important than real friendship.

biggest example of that is the cringe worthy line she delivers when leaving chelsea and priya hanging. "acquire some taste" is not a slay. it just isn't! it's her being confronted by something she did and not owning up to it, despite demanding everybody else to do it when she demands it!

it's really easy to go around and judge people on their mistakes, but if you cannot check yourself and think "maybe i'm being an asshole, let me listen a little, let me learn" you don't have maturity, you're not trying to grow up, you're not having a redemption.

the next day, when you put lottie and priya together, the only thing lottie does is victimize herself. "ah, i thought about leaving, i thought about hannah, me this, me that" but have you seen lottie apologizing to marisol, and admitting she was wrong?

NO!

have you seen her admitting she wasn't even that into rocco (because she was planning on hitting on gary by day 5, during the welcome party)?? she doesn't. she sits on the fact that she had already kissed the guy before marisol and rocco even connected.

fucking hypocritical as shit!

instead, she gives puppy eyes and i'm supposed to believe she's a better person? she only admitted what she did because chelsea had told everyone what happened. she hid the kiss and she was probably never gonna talk about it.

then they try to forcefeed this redemption arc, this maturing ??? i don't fucking think so.

now hope, and i've said this many times before, is a different case. there's no comparison when you put lottie and her side by side, because the situation is not the same, they don't act or react on the same manner.

hope is ENTITLED to feel that way, because she found out the guy that has reassured her multiple times has gone behind her back and talked to the person that betrayed her trust!

NOT ONLY THAT, BUT SHE FINDS OUT ABOUT IT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!

are you telling me you would smile and calmly get up and invite both for a chat? 'cause i fucking wouldn't! this is the ultimate betrayal. even if noah was talking about mc, he still went to the person that just two days prior to that, had tried to kiss him!

and priya, who let's face it, is not any better or more mature, throws it on hope's face while in a group scene. everyone was there! and it happened right after hope found out that noah had an ex named priya.

COME THE FUCK ON, THE GIRL COULDN'T CATCH A BREAK FOR DAYS!

now tell me, what has happened to lottie, that was so humiliating that she hadn't done before? "ah, vena, but she had to watch her couple kiss another girl."

yeah, the girl whose trust had been betrayed by lottie herself FOUR DAYS PRIOR! and she kept that fact really fucking quiet! if anything, lottie is not entitled, lottie is not a victim, lottie is a damn villain.

this is just A FEW examples. i have plenty to go around. *cue circus song*

lottie criticizes hope for starting a game because that put hope in the spotlight;

she tries to mine priya's confidence when all of them were part of the day 1 cast, not that it would be ok to do it any other day, but calls herself a girl's girl; "i kNoW wHeRe mY LoYaLTiEs LiE", girl, shut the fuck up;

she judges gary by saying he looks like the type that only cares about soccer and drinks, but later on is offended that someone judged her;

she goes behind everyone's backs and kisses a guy that isn't her partner on the very same day her best friend leaves, best friend who was into said guy, and keeps it to herself;

keeps flirting with gary and henrik, even though she says it's the sign of a cheater when rocco does it;

lies/omits her mistakes on early days but says it out loud that bobby is a liar;

calls priya out on the slime challenge, but had the color green ready to go on her own body, which means she also rubbed against someone that wasn't her partner;

threatens to tell rahim about priya's slime challenge performance even though noah is not her couple;

when she asks mc if it's appropriate to choose gary, and mc says no, she disregards the advice and says "i've made up my mind anyway";

tries to play the victim when chelsea tells everyone about something wrong she did, and walks away leaving everyone hanging when lottie herself has demanded and followed people around to get explanations that didn't even concern her;

should i go on? alright:

first thing she does is changing the color of her hair because she thinks the guy that spent the night with her in the hideaway doesn't like it (fake confidence much???);

talks about an intimate moment she shared with him, WITHOUT THE GUY'S CONSENT, while dyeing her hair. so casual of her;

when sees kassam, immediately gets wet and proceeds to flirt and talk to him but when asked about gary she says "he better be ready for the consequences". CRINGE.

keeps claiming ownership on gary when she wasn't even with him (not that it would be okay for her to do it if she was), completely dismissing and ignoring mc's feelings in the process;

getting angry that ibrahim switched, even though he was having couple trouble before, and shames him for finding someone because now she's in danger of getting dumped. UNLESS HE WAS WITH MC BEFORE, in which case mc should be happy for him;

this is just the first 18 days. and not everything happened during gary's route. should i go on?

let's keep going!

lottie gives mc shit for being hurt about noah and hope getting back together, but insists that she and gary are meant to be, EVEN WHEN SHE WAS NEVER COUPLED UP WITH HIM;

when hannah comes back, lottie is afraid of the backlash she's gonna get, and not concerned ONE FUCKING BIT about having an opportunity to apologize to her so called best friend;

SHE FEELS THREATENED AND CONCERNED ABOUT GARY'S HEAD TURNING WHEN SHE'S NOT COUPLED UP WITH HIM; not only it's disrespectful to mc, but it's also disrespectful towards bobby, who has endured this fucking girl this entire time, the poor guy!

and after 25 days, we get the final recoupling, and an opportunity to tell her off about claiming gary as someone who has dibs on the last fry, and she still continues pining over him afterwards;

baby challenge, remember? even when she's with bobby, the baby's name is LARRY. lottie+gary. not only did she fail to get the guy, she also has a massive fail by trying to launch their couple name, AND AGAIN, SHE'S NOT WITH HIM;

now let me tell you something. she goes through all this, all this trouble, all this bothering and poor attitude, without having an arc, or redemption of any kind, just so he would dump her ass less than 3 months later.

she talks about his moves in bed in front of everyone while dancing in the prom; GIRL!

she just can't let go even though she knows they have nothing in common. a lot of people give shit to hope and noah because they would never work, but where's that energy for lottie and gary????

WHERE? they are just PHYSICAL, and somehow it's ok? it's passable? it's "goth girl and gamer golden retriever" energy??? it's cute???

NO! i see people that are not noah stans giving nope shit, but where's the shit for lottie and gary being the biggest disaster of a couple? where is it? i've been trying to find it and can only see when gary stans say something.

i think i made my point.

in conclusion, lottie is the villain because she's a bloody hypocrite who only cares about herself, doesn't own up to shit she does, criticizes people for the same mistakes she makes, has the cringiest fucking one liners i've ever heard, thinking she's the hottest shit in the villa, and to top it all off she blames it on being a scorpio (DON'T GET ME STARTED).

girl, you're not a queen, you're the jester, sit down and shut the fuck up.

#litg #litg gary #litg lottie #litg hope #litg noah #litg priya #love island the game #litg s2 #litg season 2 #queue

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