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firstkanaphans · 2 months

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I know this post is only for like two people, but I’m going to make it anyway. So, my obsession with Dead Friend Forever finally reached critical levels and I resorted to binge-watching The Hidden Character just to get more content. For those that don’t know, The Hidden Character (which they literally call “THC”) was the reality show Be On Cloud used to cast DFF. It is bad. Like really bad. And not in a it’s-so-bad-it’s-good-type way. It’s one of the most exploitative pieces of media I have ever watched. I walked into it with a favorable view of BOC, Mile, Apo, and Pond (the CEO), and walked out of it hating all of them.

A small collection of things that happened over the 11-episode run:

Everyone was told that they had to share every single aspect of their life with the viewers or they would be eliminated. And, in fact, the first person eliminated was told that it was because he wasn’t being open enough with the audience. They filmed these boys—one of whom was only seventeen at the time—talking explicitly about their sex lives. Which is, of course, fine to talk about. It’s not fine to air it on television! Even some of the games themselves contained sexually suggestive content (i.e. Which do you prefer "eating" with—your hands or your mouth? If you were to cheat on your significant other, would it be just sex or a full-blown affair?)

During the first part of the show, everyone had a secret that the other players were supposed to guess. One of the player’s secret was that he used to be homophobic. (Questionable casting for a company that only hires men, but I digress). He was praised for having changed his mind. In contrast, JJay’s secret was that he was raised in an abusive household and had once hit his father. Pond crucified the poor guy for this. He made him sit there in front of the whole cast sobbing and apologize for hitting his dad who was an abusive asshole.

After the first half of the show—which served absolutely no purpose at all—we finally move onto the acting portion. This is, after all, supposed to be a talent competition. The judges were so mean. Especially Apo. He was like the Simon Cowell of BOC. There was no constructive component to their criticism. The fact that any of these people are still acting is honestly unbelievable. I would have gone home and cried myself to sleep and then never stepped foot on a stage again.

At one point, each of the groups was assigned a scene from KinnPorsche to act out (because BOC very clearly owns no other IP). One of the pairs was given the scene where Porsche gives Kinn a handjob in the bathroom. I wish I was kidding.

The judges constantly told the contestants to make their scenes feel new and different but any time the actors actually tried to change anything, they complained it was “too” different and the original script was already perfect so who were they to think they could create something better. Once again, Apo and Mile, the original actors of these scenes, are the ones judging them! Like of course they like their version better. What is even happening??

And finally, the whole fucking thing was rigged for Ta to win. Like don’t get me wrong, I love Ta and I think he did a great job, but he was the only one who came into that competition with a built-in fanbase and the winner was chosen by popular vote.

It was all just…baffling. Especially from a company that claims to be trying to change the industry. Like if you want the industry to stop being so exploitative to its actors, maybe start with yourself? It also makes those condescending “how dare you watch our shows just for the NC scenes” press releases they do every week even more annoying.

I have no clue what the reaction to this show was while it was airing but god I hope they never do it again. It literally makes me feel so weird watching DFF now. I feel like those poor kids are being held hostage. Maybe CEO Pond’s been the one under the mask the whole time 🔪

#y'all help #did anyone else watch this or was it all just a fever dream?#the hidden character #dead friend forever #like don’t get me wrong I will continue to watch dff because i’m obsessed #and because i want to support these actors and what they were forced to go through #but idk if I’ll be watching much from boc after this

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lyrakanefanatic · 4 months

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Thoughts that I wanted to share about the brothers Hawthorne/ the grandest game bc I don’t wanna make a million posts about each one 💀

1: Phone girls dad literally shot himself ON. HER. BIRTHDAY. 😭😭

2: Skye Hawthorne MIGHT be in the grandest game, because when Avery got bombed and Ricky and skye got arrested for it, they found out that it actually wasn’t them which means they prob got out of jail (maybe not Ricky but probably skye) and she might be controlling one of the players

3: WE’LL PROBABLY GET TO SEE A SUNSHINE X GRUMPY TROPE!! (Mathias and Gigi)

4: we’ll see which 7 contestants avery will pick for the game!! (While I was writing that instead of contestants I accidentally put tributes 💀)

5: we might learn more about Toby’s backstory (or just the Hawthorne backstories in general, like Zara’s, nans or Alice’s)

6: speaking of Alice, SOMEHOW THAT OLD GRANDMAS GOING TO BE ALIVE

7: this isn’t really a prediction but more just like a possible hint for the grandest game, but when grayson tells his brothers about the riddle “what begins a bet? Not that”, Jameson says this

He says “what’s the opposite of a handshake?” And I found a picture online that shows multiple different options of what could be the opposite of a handshake

Basically most of the words on there kind of show “misinterpretation” or just different words for some sort of mistake, so would that mean that the “beef” (im just gonna call it that bc I don’t rlly know what went down) between tobias and thomas thomas was maybe accidental?? Or maybe they got into a disagreement that ended in thomas ending his life? All the book really shows is that one paragraph (that I highlighted in green) that talks about what Jameson thought of the riddle, and then Jameson was talking to Avery about the game (probs bc jlb didn’t wanna drop too many hints lmao) And then if you add it in with the “abet” theory ⬇️

It said that one of the opposites of a handshake were “refusal” and “disagreement”, so what if tobias had wanted thomas to aid one of his crimes and thomas refused, and maybe tobias gave him an ultimatum which is why he shot himself?? It’s so confusing bc what would tobias even do that was so horrible that thomas had to shoot himself, I really don’t know. but if anyone has some theory’s on this pls lmk! 🫶

8: holy guacamole 7 was a long one, but anyway i feel like there are definitely more hints on the grandest game in the brothers Hawthorne then there were in the final gambit, even though in (i think tig is the one that clue was from?) the inheritance games “special” edition bc idk what their called it said “hints in the final gambit”. (although one loose end from tig was David Golding, and @riddles-n-games had a good theory about that) But i read the final gambit entirely and didn’t find a single clue other than David, so that’s kinda weird (unless somebody else found something else they found interesting in that book?)

9: Eve might also be behind one of the players, or just trying to get involved with the game so she could get the cash prize or whatever else it is that that psycho needs 🙄

10: we’ll (most likely, bc I’m 99.9% sure that she’ll be in tgg) see what phone girl looks like and see which one of us were right 😜

11: kinda random but i will bet a whole 5 dollars that phone girls name is either gonna be flower related, or just straight up be lily. Or maybe both, but just think of how ironic that would be (there are calla lilys all over the cover of tgg… 🤷‍♀️)

12: LIBBY NASH WEDDING!!! 🤭🤭🤭💗

13: so off topic but WHERE DO GRAYSON AND JAMESON GET THEIR MONEY FROM??? like I’m sure jameson probably gets some cash from his billionaire girlfriend, but what about grayson?? he says in tbh that he’s “buried in work” but what kind of work does he do?? and who does he work for?? 🤨

14: Okay this is gonna be the last one bc i need to shut up, but does anybody have an idea on what some things in the grandest game cover might symbolize? we know about the lilys and the opal rings, but other than that i CANT seem to figure out anything else on there 😭😭

and okay that’s all thank you for coming to my ted talk 🫶😊🙌

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #grayson hawthorne #xander hawthorne #the brothers hawthorne #libby grambs #maxine liu #phone girl #the grandest game #jennifer lynn barnes #the final gambit #thomas thomas #calla lily

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sainamoonshine · 13 days

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Okay so I saw that @foxy-alien made art of a TLT house swap AU and it started me thinking about how I’d do a similar AU… I did that instead of sleeping last night btw.

So here’s what I have so far:

Ninth House: Ianthe, Corona and Babs. Once upon a time a woman and a baby fell on their planet. When they saw the woman’s red hair they thought “ugh what Third House bullshit is this” and while they kept the corpse, they sent the baby back. We don’t want this keep your trash. They have their own drama to deal with anyway; the tomb needs its keeper to be a necromancer. Corona, while officially the heir and Reverent Daughter, is not one. Ianthe and her started hiding her lack of talent before their parents explained the whole “unbroken chain of the tomb keeper’s necromantic bloodline” thing. So long as Ianthe is around, the twins expect that everything is still fine. Still, their house hovers on the edge of breaking a promise of ten thousand years once their parents die and Corona inherits the duties of the tomb… unless they find a way to make Corona a necromancer, either by turning her into a lyctor, by making Ianthe a lyctor and then Ianthe makes her necromantic (?), or they just straight up ask Jod for a boon.

Eight House: Abigail and Magnus. Everyone is surprised when they meet them, as they do not meet the traditional pattern of their house; especially when you know the fact that Abigail’s cavalier was supposed to be a cousin but was replaced by Magnus when he married Abigail — their blood type was, luckily (or unluckily?) compatible. Like, who the fuck would want to be an Eight House cavalier??? (Magnus would. He think going into the river is exciting. He also trusts his wife.) It’s usually only when Abigail starts actually doing necromancy that people remember she’s scary AF. Through her interest in ghosts, she has developed her own custom safeguards against Magnus getting possessed when she siphons him… or if he does get possessed, she is a quick and extremely brutal exorcist.

Seventh House: Palamedes and Camilla. Pal decided on his medicine focus due to his house’s propensity for weird necromantic cancer. He firmly believes that if he can just find a way to either stabilize or treat it, the inhabitants of the seventh house will live more comfortable lives. He is considered something of an heretic due to this, but house leadership is willing to ‘let him cook’ -> they’ll wait to see if a necromancer with a stable cancer is still powerful before they decide whether to censure his research or not.

Sixth House: Jeannemary and Isaac. They’re still young, but very good at getting into places they’re not supposed to be, particularly by breaking wards and then rebuilding them better. Both of them keep trying to apply into the cohort but the scholars of the Sixth see Isaac’s skills with wards and want him to pursue academia instead. When the summons to Canaan House came the council all looked at each other, remembered they still had to appoint a new master warden after the last one passed, figured that nobody wanted to abandon their current study/experiments to go participate to what would be sure to be a tedious dick measuring contest with the other house heirs, and decided to invoke an obscure emergency clause in a law book somewhere in order to appoint Isaac to the title. He and Jeannemary really were the only ones who actually wanted to go to Canaan.

Fifth House: Dulcinea and Protesilaus. It is a shame that her health is so poor, because she would otherwise have become a hell of an ruler. While she has an ease with history and academia, her true skill is diplomacy. Dulcinea can get a very accurate read on most people, and she knows how to use their own psychology against them to make them agree to her ideas. She looks nice and fragile, but she is cunning. Meanwhile, Protesilaus is surprisingly good at paperwork for a guy who looks like he eats skulls for breakfast.

Fourth House: Judith and Martha. This AU version of them is less cocksure, but just as proficient at gathering information, profiling people, and writing down ample notes. Their rank in the cohort is lower than in canon, and they often get assigned to the tasks nobody else wants. Such as: overseeing security on ships bringing prisoners to the Ninth House prison installation… and this is how Judith and Corona met.

Third House: Harrow and Gideon. Once upon a time, the Ninth House sent them an orphan they claimed was theirs. The King and Queen didn’t pay the mystery much mind and stuck the baby in an orphanage. They had their own troubles to deal with: the royal family had not been able to produce a necromantic heir yet, and the vassal families were closing in. They figured that they couldn’t let a lesser branch of the family inherit the Third; it had never been done, would discredit them in the eyes of the other Houses, and would cause political instability. So in order to ensure the necromantic potential of their latest vat baby experiment, the King and Queen sacrificed the children in one of the lesser orphanages. They claimed that an hull breach in the space station caused the poisonous air of the planet’s upper atmosphere to get inside the ventilation system… except there was one survivor. The King and Queen were weirded out by that seemingly unkillable toddler but public opinion was heavily positive towards the ‘miracle survivor’. Not to mention having at least one person survive the incident helps make the ‘it was an accident’ excuse sound more credible. So the King and Queen brought the child to the palace and decided to do some PR by giving her a place to live and an education, and eventually made her the Cavalier of their (powerful) new daughter.

Second House: Silas and Column. Duty-bound, fanatic, no fun allowed Silas is a bit young for military service, but that doesn’t stop him from climbing the ranks. Column is still used as a battery, even in this AU, except his role is to start killing people to produce the initial necromantic boom to give Silas something to work with when they deploy to new battlefields. He hates doing this btw.

#the locked tomb #the locked tomb AU #house swap AU #gideon the ninth #harrowhark nonagesimus #gideon nav #the locked tomb fanfic

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raainberry · 5 months

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Blue Hour

“The blue hour is the idea that everything is about to end or, on the contrary, that everything is about to start again.”

Jihyo x gn!reader

Fluff

synopsis - it was only supposed to be a fling

wordcount - 1.9K

T/W - Blood (mentioned (1) once)

A/N - missing the killing me good era😔 i actually don’t know how to feel about this one but i miss my girl so

Twenty to thirty minutes.

That’s how long it takes for the sun to fully rise. To show itself in the morning.

It takes the same amount of time to fully disappear. To hide itself in the evening.

In each case, the moon isn’t too far away. You remember seeing it every time before she showed up.

And every time after she left.

Nature’s schedule is strict. So was her’s, leading the two of you to only meet at night: in between two blue hours.

“It’s a little cloudy today.”

The sound of her voice broke your staring contest with the moon, finding the glow in her eyes to be more interesting. The latter shone brighter than yesterday, you noticed as she leaned against the railing beside you.

Your own smile pulled a little more at your lips as well, excited to see hers again. You’d only part for half a day’s worth every time, yet it always felt like it stretched as each day passed.

“I didn’t get to see much of the sunset on my way home.” She pouted. “Did you?”

She hoped the rooftop of her apartment building had offered a better end to your day than it did hers. After all, the sunrise and sunsets she’d witnessed from here so far were nicer.

You shook your head in response, though, making her frown. “Just a glimpse.”

“Maybe it’ll be better tomorrow.” She said, still hopeful.

Her optimism made you smile. The sun could stop shining for all you cared, she would do its job better anyway. She was one little sunshine, a true ray of light you wouldn’t have dared to approach if she hadn’t done so first.

“I doubt it. Fall is coming soon.” You reminded, but she shrugged, looking at the darkening horizon with the same spark in her eyes.

“The sun still sets during Fall, don’t be so depressing.”

“But it’s not as pretty.” You pointed out, pulling her eyes to you.

Maybe that’s what you were looking for, she realised, giggling at the sight of a familiar smirk on your lips.

“And what if I’m there?” She asked, grinning and posing with a hand under her chin for you.

She fluttered her eyelids, giving further into her own banter; her grin warm, playful and inviting as she urged you to join her point of view.

You couldn’t help but laugh at her antics, giving in to the harmless corruption with a soft kiss on her happy lips. She managed to steal a few more from your own, smiling into each one despite having to chase them.

When you managed to pull away, she pointed fun at your flushed cheeks, something you expected by now. You sported the shade proudly, her teasing never bothered you, but sometimes you did wonder how she managed to turn you into such a mess.

Maybe it was because things were still recent between the two of you. Or maybe you were just too far gone and—in all honesty—too down bad for her.

Either way made sense, so you never bothered to look further.

“Why do you still blush like that, we’ve been doing this for weeks, you should be used to it.” She teased, but her words landed in a different tone on your ears.

They made you think.

For weeks, you repeated…

“I am, that’s the problem.” You slipped out just under your breath. It was too late to retain the words, so you tried to keep them out of her ears.

It’d been weighing on your mind for a bit, how uncertain your relationship with Jihyo has been.

Whatever was going on between the two of you, it wasn’t exactly conventional anymore.

It was, only until about three weeks ago, when it was all supposed to end. You should not have seen her face past August 31st. That’s how flings worked. How summer flings worked at least. Or how you thought they worked?

You weren’t really sure of anything regarding love and affection. Relationships had taken a whole new meaning the second she laid her lips on yours that one night at the bar.

The feelings, the thoughts, the moments… It was all new.

She was new.

Maybe infatuation was the right word at the time. Now it just felt weak. Unqualified. Wrong.

You couldn’t tie the bond you’d developed down to such an ephemeral idea.

Not when your feelings for her settled in your heart with intentions so far out of field.

“The problem?” She repeated after a while.

Way to ruin the mood, you mentally congratulated yourself.

“What exactly is the problem, Y/N?” She asked, holding onto your sleeve with a couple fingers.

A timid and discreet gesture that didn’t go unnoticed. Your eyes fell down to her hand, and you couldn’t help but feel some of that hope she’d showcased minutes before.

Meeting her eyes again, you noticed the spark was gone, replaced by a clouded gaze similar to the blue sky above. It seemed heavy. Not as dark, only busy.

Was she worried?

“I just… Don’t know where this is going. That’s all.” You tried to shrug it off, pulling your hand away to get the sleeve out of her grip.

The busy streets below kept an awkward silence away from the two of you, allowing you to feign interest about their noise and random happenings.

The distraction could have been sweet if only it weren’t from your own mind.

It was hard not to think it all over. It was hard to focus on the rational part of it. The one telling you to leave tonight before getting hurt more than you already were.

It was hard because of how loud the other part was.

The one happy with just a glance from the woman beside you. Happy with just standing next to her. Seeing her smile, hearing her laugh. Satisfied with her kiss, her touch… As long as you learned more about her.

More than you should.

You sighed into the night, feeling your rationality push through.

“Would it make you feel better if I said I don’t know either?” She broke the silence.

Your eyes found her again, catching her smiling down at her own hands. That smile seemed heavy as well, as if she was forcing it out to avoid any other reaction.

“Not at all.” You said truthfully, causing a chuckle to escape her lips.

You didn’t understand why, especially when her eyes started watering instead of just… crinkling in joy.

Her teeth suddenly pulled on her bottom lip, nearly drawing blood as she tried to find words. The right ones. Ones that would make you stay even longer.

Her lips alone weren’t enough for that anymore.

“But… Don’t you want to figure that out together?”

A breath caught in your throat. Then another, after a second. It felt as though you didn’t know how to breathe anymore. Like her question shook much more than your heart.

You looked at Jihyo once more, hoping it would fix it like it did everything else, but her focus remained on her own fingers.

“I know I want to.” She said, picking at her nails, a giveaway of her nerves. “I just thought it was obvious.”

Her eyes finally raised to meet yours, sadness written all over the smile she tried to send you.

“Do you actually?”

Your voice came out a whisper, and it didn’t surprise you. You weren’t sure you wanted to know her answer to that question. You gave her a chance not to hear it. To get away and break the rules with no consequences for a little longer.

Truth was you’d let her.

“I think I like you.”

There it went again; your breathing.

“You think?” You chuckled, but only to fight the tears suddenly pooling in your eyes. “Jihyo, I can’t do this anymore.”

You stared out ahead, your gaze landing on nothing and everything all at the same time. So many lights, buildings, so many trees and people… Yet nothing registered.

All you could process, all you could feel… It emaned from right next to you.

The skies above reminded you of it. The familiar blue drowned its details as time deepened its shade. You watched it happen so many times with her you could blindly tell the time.

08:10pm.

That’s when she decided to take your hand in hers, pulling you away from the overwhelming sights.

That’s when you felt the warmth of her hands against your cheeks as she made you look into her eyes instead.

You focused on the lights reflecting in them instead, trying to avoid her thoughts. They could hurt.

“Tell me something, Y/N…” She trailed off, her eyes desperate for even a sign of your focus on her. “Do you regret any of what happened between us?”

“Yes.”

You watched silently as the effects of your answer painted her features.

They tensed up. Eyebrows lowered, lips narrowed, yet eyes watered, holding a sense of hopelessness you witnessed for the first time… It was messy. As if even she didn’t know how to feel.

You, however, could tell.

She wasn’t angry. She was exasperated. Frustrated.

“Can you feel it too now? Do you see why I regret it?”

You should have known she wouldn’t answer the way you wanted her to.

You knew she was stubborn.

You should have expected her lips on yours.

Just like you knew you’d melt into them with a single kiss despite yourself.

Your will never mattered when it came to her. You always ended up folding to hers, giving into a second kiss before intiating the third one.

And you rarely pulled away first.

“Why?” You practically begged through breaths she’d stolen from you.

The gentle brush of her thumb against your skin, the warmth and care she seemed to hold in her eyes for you, the silent words you could make out in them… It almost made you break down right then and there.

It all suddenly became so obvious.

“Because I like you.” She smiled.

It was bright again. It made you believe her a little more, although you still weren’t convinced.

Maybe she sensed that, as she wasted no time to argue her point.

“That’s why I’ve been making excuses to keep seeing you.”

“My flight back was delayed, can I stay at your place?”

“The company’s letting me choose the flight date and I don’t actually have to go back to work for another week…”

“Can we stay friends? I’d love to just hang out with you. Maybe come see me in Seoul some time?”

“It just happened, let’s just put this on reunion excitment.”

“Yes, friends don’t kiss each other. But friends with benefits do. So no, it’s not weird.”

Maybe they were not all excuses. Some you definitely had a hand in. Yet you remained clueless for some reason.

Love really makes you dumb.

“I thought you were playing me.” You mumbled.

“Then you don’t know me at all.” She said, amused.

“That would be because I wasn��t supposed to.”

“Yet you learned to, didn’t you?”

You nodded, looking down in embarrassment. You couldn’t help but feel ashamed of the drama you’d caused.

You scolded her for not being honest, but you were just as guilty.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled again. “This is all new to me, I guess I freaked out a little.”

Your confession caused a few giggles to escape her lips, to your delight. The sound made you smile as you admired the happiness radiating from her features again.

The intensity of your emotions made it feel as though it had been months since you last had the chance to.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry too. My intentions could have been a little clearer.” She admitted. “I want to date you.”

You chuckled at her small clarification, finding the moon in the dark blue sky again.

It shined a little more. The blue was turning into its darkest shade yet, as the day finally left room for the night.

The blue hour was over, and it made you smile.

You had all night to spend with Jihyo. The woman holding your smiley cheeks so softly in between her hands.

For the first time since you met her, you couldn’t wait until the next one.

Because this time you won’t have to forget about her once the sun comes out of hiding.

#twice x reader #kpop x reader #twice imagines #jihyo x reader #park jihyo #twice jihyo #jihyo

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aquarium-ina-bag · 1 year

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Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 3

No trace ch3

Words: 1.2k

Relationships: Wednesday x Reader

Warnings: threats, weapons mentioned

Note: Is anyone else's comments thing glitched? talking about how I can't comment on things. Anyways thank you for the likes :)

The typewriter clicking was inconsistent, Wednesday was usually able to pour out her thinking throughout the whole hour or more, but this was an off pattern, she constantly took pauses, ripping up pages she didn’t like, and the flow was all wrong. Enid caught on, obviously worried.

"Are you okay? Your typing is off balance, and it’s ticking me off."

"I’m fine." Frustration filled the goth’s tone.

The blonde scoffed. "Clearly not; you sound like you’re about to chuck a knife into someone."

"I just might."

"Come on Nes, talk to me!"

"Why should I?"

"Oh my gosh, I’ve never seen you this stubborn about something." Enid picked up Thing as well as herself to walk to the grumpy sack in a chair.

"Do you happen to know what Mr. Kovacs assigned today in class?" The raven asked

"The anatomy teacher? I don’t have him remember; wait a minute!" Enid started to get giddy. "You don’t know the assignment because you were having a little staring contest with your rival fencer! Ajax and Kent told me, "You guys couldn’t stop looking at each other!" She started to laugh.

Wednesday going to make those two into a belt and a village meal.

"She’s nothing but a distraction. Of course Fish sauce, and that Greek tragedy wouldn’t be paying attention."

"Plus, you know, Mr. Kovács doesn’t give periods the same work, you’re going to have to ask someone that was in your period. Or," the wolf’s smile bared her fangs. "You can ask your rival in staring contests and fencing."

That was the last thing she wanted to do, but she understood that might be the route she needed to take. "Enid, question. Do you know anything more about this little pesky insect?"

"Uhm, kinda! She’s usually at the school gym, but the furs gym, which is pretty impressive because we have heavier equipment, you remember Eugene’s theory, it’s a possibility it could be true because she has this huge tattoo on her back, the wolves said it was a big scorpion with the Roman numeral X, no idea what that means, but it looks pretty cool." Enid blabbered

Wednesday nodded. "Do you know where they’re from?"

"Actually, last year when I looked them up, nothing popped up, not a social media account, not even family accounts that match up, but what’s funny, that rich female billionaire has the same last name as them, they look nothing alike though, so I doubt they're related. What’s her name again? Something with an I? Anyway, nothing with the place of birth, not a birthday, zero, nada." Enid continued to annotate.

"How formidable. The rich billionaire is named Integra, my father envies her."

"Anyways," Enid added emphasis to the s. "I’m going to hang out with Yoko, Divina, and Bianca. You should come with, get your mind off Y/n for once."

"I’m alright; sadly, I need to find the creature. I desist from holding a zero in that horrid class."

"Well, you better hurry." The colorful girl turned to face the window, the crescent moon almost hovering in the middle of the world. "Almost curfew, If admin catches you you’re done for."

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Wednesday roamed around the school, heading for the gym, hoping to find you there, but no luck. The next best thing was to find your dorm room. She found herself at the door of her beloved principal, opening the double doors like she owned the place.

"Why Wednesday, what are you doing here at such an hour?" Weems looked up from her laptop.

"Where’s Y/n L/n’s residence located?" The raven asked.

"I believe in the administration’s hall. Why do you ask?"

"Work purposes, a project for anatomy."

"Oh, the one that Mr. Kovács assigned? That is partner work. I heard you and Y/n dueled in your fencing class; I’m pleased you didn’t take it to heart and are now befriending them."

Wednesday grimaced, "This isn’t befriending; we merely conversed. I don’t think I can have another conversation with anyone in that class again, they just know what we’re doing but just so happened to distract me. I presume it was a part of their plan to become mutuals."

"You said similar things about Ms. Sinclair, look at you now, your eyes softening when she speaks." Weems smiled behind her coffee mug.

Wednesday rolled her eyes "I must be going now, thank you for the minute amount of help." And with that, Wednesday was off to your dorm room.

When she reached your door, there was a small whiteboard hanging on the door with the large words knock written on it. She complied with the request, hitting the door two times.

She heard a somewhat muffled voice from behind the door: "Come in!" It sounds like you

The girl opened the door and was immediately bombarded with new scents, sounds, sights, and feelings. It was almost overwhelming. Her nose was filled with blue lotus, You smelled like that a lot; it was very euphoric. The aroma forcefully calmed her down. The low sound of some artists played on a record she’s never heard of and didn’t want to know the room looked pretty neat and looked overcluttered, but everything had a place that made it look clean—lots of knick-knacks. An abundance of vinyls; special ones were placed on a wall-mounted shelf; they were signed; plants; and tanks for animals, but none of them looked like they had any animals for it just built like the perfect environment; you clearly weren’t sharing a dorm with anyone (lucky you); you had a variety of electronics, from a TV to a handheld device which was the newest model of the brand; lots of jewelry, almost all gold; large diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and others. Who paid for this? This stuff really fits you; oh yeah, that's what she came here for—you.

You were standing near a tank; almost half of it was filled with sand, and the top had a small plant to create a sort of shade. There was a tunnel system in the sand—some sort of bug? You looked around for something in it until you turned to your visitor.

"Oh hey Wednesday, how can I help you on this lovely night?"

It would be lovely if she wasn’t here. "I want to accept your offer." She spoke up

You flashed a smile "Oh really? "I'm surprised you came to me instead of the teacher."

How did you know that, Wednesday was still stuck in thought, and she looked you up and down. You wore a baggy tee just past your hips, and wrapped around said hips were black shorts stopping at your knees. She continued to look down at your legs. You had pretty strong legs, muscles were prominent even though you didn’t flex them at all. She kind of wanted to see what they looked like when flexed. What is she thinking? Your shins are almost covered by high socks. The goth met your eyes again.

"I would have been scolded if he found out, but are you going to join me or not?"

You would join her in anything—death, life—what in the world are you thinking? "You don’t even know what the project is about."

"Then what is it?"

"We have to pick a creature and gather its diet. Then give it to Mr. Kovy." You explained

"Okay, that seems simple enough, but are you going to join me or not?" She repeated

"Of course, madam." You grinned and jokingly bowed

This was going to be a long week.

#wednesday x y/n #wednesday addams imagine #wednesday x reader #jenna ortega x reader #wednsday addams

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hey not rly a question just saying i appreciate your 2cents on things generally. i am a gnc transfem but am really a boy more than anything so someone looking out for those of us who arent palettably feminine is rly cool of you. a lot of the stuff you mentioned in your long post just now hits at some of the stuff thats making me feel uneasy around some of my transfem friends. i fear if i was fully myself i wouldnt be accepted. i hate to feel too queer for fellow queers, but. but yea anyway most of the time ive known i was trans most of my friends had actually been trans guys so when i hear this anti transmasc rhetoric going around it makes me rly uncomfortable im sick of the idea that trans guys have it easy. its not true and not fair do you fear being not accepted by others like you too? is this normal? idk. i didnt feel this when i came out 5 years ago this is new to me

I’m really sorry you’re dealing with that, and I can relate. Essentially I came out as a binary trans person a decade ago and raced to transition as quickly as possible (it was not fast, it was slow and frustrating) and when I finally got there then I had to endure Gender Crisis 2 where I realized I wasn’t this binary gender either.

It was very difficult to sort out. Did I just not feel special enough as Gender 2? Was I faking this whole time and was really just cis? Was I detransitioning? It took a lot to figure out what I wanted, how I wanted to be seen, and to grapple with the idea that it will continue to fluctuate.

I am masc but do not consider myself a man. Boy, maybe. Do I see myself as a woman? Also no. Girl, maybe. But a masculine girl. I think my boyness is more feminine than my girlness…but still both…butch.

I am trans but not a trans woman or a trans man. While figuring myself out in round two I flirted with transmasc/transfemme as labels, but neither fit better than the other. Or maybe neither fit. I know some use transfemmemasc but idk that I like it for me. I use trans women’s shaving tips. I use trans men’s voice training tips. There are members of both camps who wouldn’t consider me one of them.

I currently work a full-time job. I cannot present or fluctuate in my presentation when I want to. We have gendered locker rooms, gendered bathrooms, my ID badge has a photo that doesn’t look like me. I think a lot about that post that’s like “I might be nonbinary but I have a job so I can’t worry about that right now.” Only, I already know I am nonbinary. I’ve already been out to a lot of people IRL. How do you put that cat back in the bag? Can you? If I was allowed to present how I want now and everyone was cool…will they still be understanding when it swings back the other way? I don’t want that sort of pressure at work.

I am lucky I have a partner who understands and likes my presentation—and spectrum of it. I have trans friends who understand or try to understand, and genderweird friends who get it. It is a bit isolating—how everything is split into one camp or another. Things I supposedly couldn’t relate to I do, things I am not meant to have experienced (or acknowledge I experience) are not welcome topics in trans discourse.

It is difficult! There are huge Boy v Girl (but make it progressive) pissing contests on tumblr and it’s very irritating how deep the anger goes. Carve room for yourself and you’re accused of belonging to the other camp, as if it really even is ‘the other’ camp, it’s the same fucking camp.

I started to identify with the word butch only in the last few years, and because my gender exploration had taken me back to the trans folks of yore. They were brash and bold and contradictory and I liked that! It made me yearn for vague labels and defiant privacy while also being unabashedly authentic! Then I learned that it still exists. It’s small, and got pushed to the fringes, sure. But I’ve only had access to the books and zines and tales of the genderweird from the internet, and to hear it resonate with so many others proves to me we’re still out there.

It’s very tough to want to be true to yourself when there is a constant pressure to conform to something. It’s doubly tough when that pressure comes from other trans people. But finding more and more people who live this way and feel this way makes me feel surer in my choice to just loudly be what I am, fuck the rest, whenever I can.

I cannot always look how I want or be seen how I want, so the spaces where I do have control I refuse to be anything other than what I am 110%

I really hope you can find more and more space that lets you exist in the grey. I hope your friends become more accepting. In the meantime and hopefully continuously in tandem—you are not alone in this experience and others out there understand what it’s like. ❤️

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MW Halloween HCs

Happy Spooky day yall! Here are some HC’s i cranked up for the boys plus Farah 👀 spending time with you of the fateful day!

Price:

+No....

+you tried to do something at least decorate the house. He shut you down so fast.

+Plus, He doesn't believe in it and thinks it's a waste of money.

+You told him "THiNk AbOuT THe CHilDrEn JoHN" and I shit you not his response was "Sure I'll give them a good scare" As he pulls out his gun he carries.

+ You then make him aware of the potential lawsuits for you know BRADISHING A GUN TO CHILDREN

+He proceeds to put the gun away "No decorating"

+You ignored him, you bought small decorations anyway with your own money so he couldn't complain. Your favorite is a skeleton bowl that you placed on his nightstand one night after he fell asleep, woke up, and yelped because he woke up with a skeleton in front of him.

+Proceed to laugh in his face. To be honest, he laughs too cause it did get him pretty good.

Soap:

+ Wouldn't be surprised if Soap signed up for a decorating contest cause I feel he would love to decorate these types of things

+He even makes custom stuff

+you help him OFC, mainly by going out and getting supplies when he needs them.

+ He takes such pride and you as an extra touch Help Soap Get costumes that help match the theme of the decorations for the wear so that way when you guys hand out treats together you guys look in character and can trick a few scared in!

+Soap loves interacting with the kids. Honestly seeing the kids walk up amazed at his work on the house is why he does it.

+DadTavish energy vibes are especially high. Like he is so close to having a full-on baby fever episode.

+He gets really sad the day after because he knows he's not gonna be able to keep his props. But you guys sell the props online because they actually have a big market for this kind of stuff. Saves up money for next year's theme!

Ghost:

+He tries so hard...

+He usually doesn't pay any heed to such a holiday but he wanted to try it

+TBH the only reason he never did is that kids are normally scared to talk to him due to his mask. He's always been marked as intimidating.

+he bought simple decorations for the outside of his house and a silly little skeleton bowl for the candy he was gonna give out.

+He asked you to help him set it all up. But it was really just for the nerves

+ Day of Halloween, he didn't really dress up per se. He just kinda wore the uniform.

+Halloween became his favorite holiday that day :)

+ "Wow Mister! I love your Skull Trooper costume!" He doesn't know where exactly it's from but it meant so much to him

+ After that night he was so silently happy. Whenever it happens, he looks over at you every time with a glow in his eyes. It is so fucking cute

+Now he looks forward to Halloween every year!

Gaz:

+COUPLE COSTUMES AND YOU KNOW IT!

+He spent the entirety of the month chatting with you about different duos you both could be. This is the heaviest debate every year cause you two can never agree.

+you want to do a duo from your fav show while he would want to do the cliche couple ones like Peter pan and Wendy; just some Disney.

+You guys compromised this year by doing a duo from your favorite animated movie. (For example, Chihiro and Haku from spirited away, but you choose whatever)

+ Once the whole costume problem ends, you can finally decide what you guys go do for the holiday itself. Which is something you guys luckily can easily get behind each other's ideas. At least, you guys have civil conversations about it.

+ he usually tries to bring up doing a haunted house and then heading to a party. This year Shut him down on at least the haunted house. Why you may ask, well Gaz doesn't do haunted houses very well... Like horribly.

+ It's either he gets too on edge and almost kills an actor, or he panics and passes out. Two years in a row... So you really don't want to deal with another hospital bill. Despite him saying He'll be okay and he won't do it... You highly doubt that... Cause he has always been pretty jumpy.

Roach:

+He wanted to go trick or treating... REALLY BADLY.

+ Yeah you didn't believe him at first when he asked you about you, "Aren't you too old for that Gary?" You wouldn't believe how loudly he gasped.

+ "YOU'RE NEVER TOO OLD FOR FREE CANDY!" Gary shed a single tear as he ran to your shared bedroom. You couldn't hold your sigh as he went off on his dramatic antics again. Every time, this happens every single time...

+ When you finally agree to it, he celebrates and does a little happy dance. God the shit this GROWN MAN does that makes him the world's oldest 5-year-old.

+ That happy dance stops when you ask one question, "So, what are you going to be?" He stops right where he is and stays for a bit before looking back at you... "u h h, shit... I don't know."

+ He dragged you to the Halloween shop with him so he can try out the costumes, which might I add, took about 3 hours of your day.

+ He couldn't pick between being Michael Myers or some other creepy monster you didn't know the name of. Of course, he asked your opinion, aka you choose which one he picks cause he's so damn indecisive.

+ On Halloween, he was practically jumping off the walls in the evening!

+For you, enjoying a nice stroll in the cool breeze but seeing Roach so happy is nice too. Even better when you two stop for a break and he reaches into his candy sack and hands you your favorite candy cutely. "Thank you for coming with me (y/n)."

+ Before anyone asks, yes, yes, he does get really weird looks because he is semi-tall... Like they aren't going to say anything cause he's wearing a mask and even if he wasn't wearing one, he has a baby face so he still would get his candy.

Alex:

+I'm going to be completely honest with Ya... He seems like the guy that likes true crime.

+ SO, instead of typical Halloween stuff like Horror movies and cobwebs. You both are watching true crime documentaries while making little knife cookies!

+Honestly you two get really sad at the end because you can't help but feel horrible for the victims of these killers you had watched. So, after the documentary binge, you both just relax and watch normal things.

+Honestly Alex forgot it was Halloween until someone came to the door for a trick or treat. Sadly, he had to bear the bad news to the kids. He didn't have candy but offered a knife cookie.

+ With the consent of the parents, he put them in a little sandwich baggie and gave it to them.

+You looked back at him with a small glare at him giving the cookies, "what you want me to leave them empty-handed?" You nodded, "Oh come on (y/n), not like you're going to eat them all anyways." You took that as a challenge.

+ you got sick the next day :D Alex was also mad that you legit ate all the fucking cookies. He only got to have like 3 out of the 14 or so.

Farah:

+ So, Farah doesn't really get the purpose of Halloween. But she gets one thing. It is the one day she can scare the living shit out of you all day and you can't be mad at her for it.

+She hinds in the most obscure places and somehow knows where you are going to go at all times.

+ Honestly, it freaks you out how many times she can scare you in one day... Her record is 20.

+ Poor you get so anxious and somewhat competitive cause you want to catch her before she can scare you. Have you done so? no, currently you have zero points on that front...

+ "Boo!" you screamed and fell backward, "Haha! got you again (y/n)!" she lends you a hand as you proceed to tell her that this isn't what Halloween is supposed to be. "Well, it is this for me and I quite like this holiday. Keeps your senses sharp, doesn't it?"

Alejandro:

+ You two don't really celebrate Halloween, the most you two do is buy decorations and make little Halloween snacks. Also, Alejandro has a weird obsession with candy corn...

+ You guys also watch Horror movies but that really is for Halloween, nothing special.

+ You guys celebrate Dias de Los Muertos, which is really big for him! You guys have an ofrenda in your house and his family usually hosts a big party to celebrate the day which you are happily welcomed to!

+ If you have ever been to a Mexican party, you can probably expect what it's like. If you don't know, just know its fucking amazing! fresh food of all kinds, all kinds of booze, and top that with a loud stereo or a live band!

+ Personally believe that Alejandro would bust out a guitar and play a song or two! Aka, I believe he has a killer Spanish singing voice, English... He's okay with it.

Graves:

+Take this as you wish, But I'm telling you right now this man is way too fascinated with slasher films... I MEAN IT, HE LOVES THEM SO MUCH!

+ Legit you guys prob had a bucket that you would handle the trick-or-treaters because he won't leave that screen. HE'S SO FOCUSED!

+ It honestly shocks you how many of these types of movies this man can watch in one sitting cause honestly it prob gets boring after about 3 of them. I'm sure he watched maybe 14 movies throughout the entire day. MIND YOU, THIS ISNT A FLEX!

+ Cheers and makes comments about the character deaths, "That girl totally deserved to die, like who the fuck is that stupid to go that way like honestly dear fucking god..."

+ One character's head got, you know, smashed and I SWEAR, the first thing out his mouth was "Haha! Pop!" LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!!! not even a flinch... I refuse to believe this man isn't a walking red flag

#CODMW #cod mw22 #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #modern warfare #modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 remastered #captain price #captain mactavish #john price #John Mactavish #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #simon riley #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween #spooky

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No one:

My Brain: okay so the Drinking Game in RotK is sort of funny yet also extremely dumb but consider, instead of what the movie gave us where we’re supposed to believe that Thranduil’s son has never seen alcohol and GImli is just the butt of every joke again, okay, what if we have a situation where Gimli, who is a clever-tongued little bastard who is not at all above getting one over on Éomer whenever he can (he insulted the Lady Galadriel!!!) just because he agreed to put the larger issue on hold until Éomer actually meets her—what if Gimli sets him up, right, by taking advantage of the fact that he knows Mirkwood elves don’t have any interest in ale, which means the odds are good that the pointy-eared princeling who’d never been more than ten yards from home before going to Rivendell has surely never drunk ale before.

But the way Gimli very deliberately phrases things makes Éomer think he’s never drunk at all before, so Éomer agrees to a drinking contest between him and Legolas, who has no idea what’s going on but is participating anyway because hey sometimes mortals are weird and he’s trying to be a good sport and his friend seems really excited for him to try ale, so sure, let’s have a drinking contest with Éomer I guess??? and Éomer gets his ass drunk so hard under the table that they’re going to need shovels to dig him out, and Gimli is chortling to himself the whole time because he knew exactly what was going to happen when Legolas Thranduilion, used to drinking strong Dorwinion wine in elvish quantities and nobody parties like the elves of Mirkwood; they party like they’re going to war because in Mirkwood, being happy basically is a way of waging war against the Shadow, okay, so Gimli figured the odds that Legolas could hold his liquor were pretty damn high, got into a drinking game with a mere mortal, and he completely set Éomer up...

And when it’s done, and they’ve scraped Éomer up off the floor, Legolas just shrugs and is like “so I guess ale’s not bad, but nobody will be offended if I say I still like my dad’s wines more, right?” and Éomer is all. wait. wait. wine? WHAT WINE? You sneaky inhuman FUCKS—! while Gimli asphyxiates himself laughing and Legolas just stands there slightly tipsy and wondering when somebody is going to explain what the fuck just happened.

EDIT: Thank you! I’m glad it made someone more than just me laugh. Here’s the whole scene if you want it.

#we're also taking advantage of the fact that orlando bloom apparently never knew what was going on during filming #so like...he doesn't even need to act in this scene is what i'm saying he's not SUPPOSED to know what's happening (i'm clever)#anyway that was part of the bizarre dream i mentioned a few days ago #but i thought this moment in particular stood out as something the fandom would enjoy so: pls enjoy #legolas #gimli #eomer #lotr #my stuff #lotr movies #alcohol #the lotr time travel revision dream #my writing

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The Christmas Sugar Cookie War.

(Aegon Targaryen x reader)

Previous Chapter

Chapter two: We are rockin’ fighting around the Christmas tree.

It was the next morning when Aemond entered Aegon’s room. He didn’t look happy, but then again, Aegon couldn’t remember the last time his brother was genuinely happy about anything.

-I didn’t believe… - Aemond started, voice raspy and sober. – when mother said you were joining us. Didn’t you say that this whole “Christmas tradition” leaves you nauseous?!

-The holiday spirit is not the cause of my discomfort, brother. – Aegon stated, while tying his shoes. – Our family is.

Aemond looked offended. Family and tradition being his life philosophy.

-You have to admit the hypocrite nature of such events. We don’t really behave like a united family all year. – Aegon stood up, making eye contact with his younger brother. – And all of that because of some company seat.

-You should start respecting your family legacy. -Aemond growled. -We own everything to that Company and the Targaryen name. And you’re throwing your birthright away like it’s nothing.

Aegon whined. He didn’t want to have that conversation again. Every time he came back to King’s Landing his mother and grandfather would talk his ear off. Apparently, his brother decided to take that role for himself this Christmas.

-Why are you going anyway? – Aemond changed the subject, realizing the conversation wasn’t going anywhere. – If it’s such a hypocrisy?

Aegon simply shrugged his shoulders.

-I hope it’s not because of that girl from yesterday?! – Aemond said, grumpy as always. -You should keep your distance.

-Why do you care?!- Aegon asked, confused. His brother should be used to his dating ways by now.

-She is our rival. – there was silence in the room. – At the Christmas cookie competition…

Aegon laughed out loud.

His brother couldn’t be serious?!

-That’s what’s bugging you?! The silly sugar cookie contest?!

-I don’t care for your one-night stands, Aegon. – Aemond took a long breath. – The Gods know I had to come to terms with it. It doesn’t help with the family reputation, but I truly learned to look the other way brother. However, you already went out of your way for whatever that silly event was last night. I don’t need you falling for her charms a week before the competition.

-Falling for her charms? – Aegon asked. His eyebrows raised almost to his hairline.

-Please, you don’t actually think she suddenly took interest in you! She is obviously after information.

-You are going mad. – The older sibling scoffed. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. – Not everyone is obsessed with this stupid trophy.

-A girl?! Interested in more than one fun night?! – Aemond snickered at his brother and Aegon felt his stomach twist, he could sense the harsh words coming. – The girls that you “date” are head-empty frat girls that would not be able to go sober if their lives depended on it. And, please, lie to yourself all you want, but you know none of them would, in all truth, want to repeat their experiences… unless, of course, they’re mad.

Aegon felt his hands closing in fists.

-You may think your “flirts” are leading to a nice time, but I guarantee you this girl has secret motivations. Keep. Your. Distance. – Aemond reached the door. He was about to leave when he started speaking once more. – Don’t fuck up one of the few things we still have.

After hearing the door close, Aegon set on his bed. His hands covering his face.

This was going to be a long day.

(Y/N) knew the “Tree Lighting” was just one of the many events the Targaryens used to promote their name and show-off their influence. After all, it was ridiculous to think they would only “officially” start the holiday celebrations one week before Christmas eve. And with the entire city fully decorated and the festive ice rink in the “Dragonpit” open for business, it was obvious that the tree in front of the Red Keep was merely for representation purposes.

And what it represented…

The Red Keep was a luxurious condo owned by the Targaryen company. Only the wealthiest lived there. The whole Westeros elite savoring whatever their money could buy, safe withing the high walls.

Of course they got to choose “when” the celebrations started!

And yet, (Y/N) couldn’t help but feel excited.

She loved to see the giant tree fully decorated and shining bright. They normally had little stalls set nearby, full to the brim with holiday treats and carolers would perform. It was truly magical.

The snow that had fallen in the early hours helping to set the mood. The streets covered in a light layer of white. The wind chilly and loud. Her grandmother baked cinnamon rolls, and the house smelled divine. Her aunt on the piano, lowly humming Christmas songs. Her siblings and cousins making a mess, fighting for the sweets.

-It’s time to go! – her father screamed.

-Just five minutes more! – she heard her older brother yell.

-You know that if they light up the tree before we arrive, we can’t just ask then to turn it off and do it again just because we missed it, right?! – (Y/N) jested, and one of the sofa cushions was thrown her way.

As they got ready to leave, her perfect and cozy Christmas bubble vanished.

But, alas, there were things to be excited about other than the fresh cinnamon rolls. Aegon was going to show up. Her plan working like a charm. She had already rehearsed what to say. Her outfit specially selected to impress.

The walk to the Red Keep was quick. Soon enough they were making their way through what looked like the entire population of King’s Landing.

She could already see Viserys talking to the mayor. The Targaryen would always make some speech about the importance of community and love, while his ever-dutiful wife stood by his side smiling. And, of course, he would thank the mayor for the opportunity of hosting the event once more.

Ha!

Like he wasn’t the one truly running the town.

(Y/N) barely had time to start looking for Aegon when the speech commenced.

She heard her younger sister shushing her brother and laughed.

Soon, she turned her mind off. Having listened to the same thing over and over again, every year without fail.

After a while, her eyes caught the sight of silver hair. She stared for a minute before his violet eyes found her. She waved and he smiled.

She couldn’t stop the thought that he was pretty. A very pretty boy. Of course, Targaryens were known for their beauty and handsome strong features. But she never really stopped to take a look at the boy. The neutral-colored layers of wool did wonders for his figure. His cheeks flushed because of the weather stood out, contrasting with his pale, marble like, skin.

His brother, Aemond, was also handsome, but he didn’t have the boyish charm hanging off his shoulders. When Aegon smiled all his face lit up. His eyes smaller.

(Y/N)’s attention was back at the tree, waiting.

In a moment she was staring at what looked like a thousand fallen stars. Such brightness close to her touch. The lights a warm color. Through the branches of the tree, she could spot decorations. Some traditional, some more cheeky, like they were a type of joke, inviting the onlooker to come a little closer, try and find its secrets.

Her sister started pointing at a porcelain little cat. He had big eyes and wore a Santa hat.

In the background she could vaguely hear the Christmas carols and the sounds of the crowd dispersing. It was time to continue her mighty plan.

She turned to her grandmother to inform she was going to wander a bit. After receiving a positive nod, she turned to leave and felt her body hitting another.

The head of silver hair not being the one she was so eager to talk.

-Well. Hello there. – The deep, melodic voice mocking her.

-Daemon. – Her grandmother acknowledged the older Targaryen. Her lips crooked on the side, creating a face of displeasure.

-Old Crone. – he said. The Targaryen family gathering behind him, allowing (Y/N) to finally be closer to Aegon. – I was wondering if your little family is planning on showing up in this year’s Sugar Cookie Competition?!

-I wouldn’t miss the opportunity of winning over your sorry ass in a thousand years. – (Y/N)’s grandmother said, an angry tone to her voice.

-And yet… -Daemon wondered, clearly having fun. – You are not winning, are you?!

-I’ll have you know my family recipe has granted us many trophies. We are good at what we do. – The old woman’s face started getting red.

-But you haven’t had a single victory in twenty-one years! – he laughed. – Perhaps your luck has started to evade you.

-Daemon… - Rhaenyra warned in a low whisper.

(Y/N)’s grandmother took a step, getting closer to Daemon.

-I will NOT be intimidated by some wee lad that just recently stopped smelling like his mother’s milk. – (Y/N) blushed at the insult. – Are you out of you diapers yet, Targaryen?!

-And I do not feel threatened by an old hag. - ha said in a malicious manner.

-Daemon! – Alicent exclaimed, horrified.

By now, (Y/N) was sure her grandmother intended to hit the old Targaryen man with her cane.

-You listen here, boy… - her venomous voice cut out by (Y/N)’s father.

-Look mother… - he said, grabbing her arm. – I think Cristina from your knitting club is here.

-And why should I care about that cunt?! – The old woman said, making Aegon choke at her choice of… colorful vocabulary.

-It would be polite to say hello. – (Y/N)’s father said in an apologetic voice, while facing the rival family.

-To hell with politeness. That woman is a bore.

-C’mon. – he said dragging the old lady.

-You watch out boy! – she screamed at Daemon. – I swear, you children make the prospect of a grave more tempting every year. – her voice fading in the background while hitting her son with a cane.

(Y/N) cheeks were still glowing red when she felt the all Targaryen eyes land on her.

-She is a woman of much… energy. -Alicent said, trying to smile.

-It helps with keeping everyone in check. – The girl said shrugging her shoulders.

Daemon laughed.

-I’m sure it does.

(Y/N) stood there, waiting for them to leave, so she could talk to Aegon. And yet, not a single person moved.

She waited a little more. Nothing.

-So… Uhm. – She cleared her throat. – Hi!

She said receiving a laugh and a small quiet hello from Aegon.

-I was hoping to invite you to slide with us tomorrow. – She said, her voice unsure. – We do it every year. It’s fun.

Aegon could feel Aemond’s stare at the back of his head. It was burning holes on his neck.

-You can also bring your siblings and nephews… The more the merrier. – (Y/N) said, cringing at her choice of words.

-No grown-ups tho. – the sweet voice of her younger sister reached everyone’s ear. She looked at Aegon with sparkling eyes. Her hands twisting (Y/N)’s clothes while half of her body remained hidden behind her sister. – It’s an “Adults free” morning.

-No grown-ups. – Aegon said smiling. Making the shy girl blush. -Got it, sweetheart.

The small girl giggled.

-So… Are you coming?! – (Y/N) said, a little nervous. Her friends told her that Christmas activities were the perfect way to bond with the boy.

Aegon could practically hear his brother screaming for him to keep his distance. The words from that very morning lingering on his mind.

-It would be a pleasure, princess. – He reached for his brother, using the taller figure as support. His arm stretched across Aemond’s shoulders. -In fact, we are all coming.

Aemond was fuming. Aegon feared he could spontaneously combust.

He smiled a one-side grin. His brother’s obvious discomfort giving him even more reason to accept (Y/N)’s invitation.

With that the Targaryen family started to leave.

-We’re inviting our enemies to hang out now?! – (Y/N)’s older brother said, his face twisted in disgust. – Is this a new Christmas tradition I’m unaware of?!

-Stop being ridiculous and smile. – (Y/N) whispered while elbowing his side. -They’re still looking.

(Y/N)’s entire family smiled and waved. Looking like an advertisement-picture-perfect clan.

While they walked off, Aemond turned to his brother.

-I hope you know what you are doing. – he said, harshly detaching himself from his brother. Displeased beyond measure.

-Please brother, when have I ever done something without thinking?!- Aegon laughed.

Aemond wanted a lightning to strike him that very moment. He asked the Gods what did he do to deserve such a brother?!

Aegon laughed even harder, like he knew exactly what his younger brother was thinking.

Tomorrow was going to be awesome.

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Taglist:

@bwormie

#aegon targaryen x reader #aegon x you #house of the dragon #aegon imagine #aegon targaryen #christmas fanfiction #house of the dragon x reader #modern au #fanfic #hotd x reader #aegon x reader #hotd imagine #house of the dragon fanfiction #house of the dragon imagine #imagine #x fem!reader #the Christmas sugar cookie war #Spotify

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davenweenie · 1 year

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I’ve spiralled into a Lab Rats hyperfixation recently and now all of you have to deal with it. I haven’t watched Mighty Med yet so some stuff about Elite Force may be wrong since I don’t know the MM characters that well yet. Most will be Chase-centric. Anyway, here are my HCs.

-Chase is trans, he is the most trans character I have ever seen you cannot change my mind.

-Adam acts like a d!ck to Chase but he actually loves him a lot and would actually kill someone for him (I stand by Adam being the cuddliest sibling)

-to reiterate the above, Adam loves hugs. He will hug anyone and any given point (Tasha is usually the victim of his super strong hugs)

-Bree loves girly stuff but when it comes down to it she can act like a classic brother (pranks, punching people in a friendly manner, bro hugging people, loogie contests, arm wrestles to prove who’s stronger etc) (THIS IS NOT ME SAYING GIRLS CANT DO THIS, it’s just that traditionally brothers do this more than sisters. This is coming from someone who has a sister and a brother)

-Bree can pick Chase up and used to always attempt to throw him like Adam does. She has not yet succeeded in throwing him farther than about a foot. Adam thinks it’s cute and hilarious.

-Leo gets along with Chase more than everyone else because they’re both autistic and they stim dance together all the time after Leo introduced it to Chase.

-Chase was forced to suppress his stims as a child because Mr Davenport wasn’t educated on autism/neurodivergence enough to realise it was helpful to Chase.

-Chase was not diagnosed with autism until Leo came along and both him and Tasha pointed it out that he is most definitely on the autism spectrum.

-Adam isn’t stupid. He just acts stupid and like he doesn’t know things just to annoy Chase and he thinks it’s funny.

-Adam has ADHD and struggles with retaining information that doesn’t interest him.

-Adam is also dyslexic and has dyscalculia (number dyslexia basically)

-Leo and Bree love reading comics together. Bree fangirls over Skylar Storm (since this is based on the seasons before Bionic Island and Elite Force. She pretends to not know Skylar when she sees her because she’s been bullied at school for liking comics before and she doesn’t want Oliver, since she had a crush on him, to know she reads comics)

-Adam and Chase can’t read comics. The colours and fonts make it hard for Adam to focus and Chase gets overwhelmed by all the bright colours with his super senses. The pages also feel very icky to him.

-Chase leans against Adam when he feels overwhelmed (this is kinda canon since we see this in the scene where Chase gets overwhelmed by the sound of the school bell in Crush, Chop and Burn)

-All the siblings play Minecraft. Chase and Leo have an amazing world together where they’ve built a whole city with really cool features. It’s their pride and joy.

-Spike doesn’t know he’s bionic and god forbid he ever finds out.

-Spike stems from Chase’s deep rooted dysphoria. Spike is everything he thinks he is not. This is why we see Spike portrayed as having a really deep voice and constantly flexes his muscles as a result of toxic masculinity.

-Chase can communicate with Spike in his head if he wants to, he just hasn’t discovered it yet because he still hates the idea of Spike taking over his body

-Chase and Sebastian definitely dated.

-TW for this one: Sebastian was abusive to Chase towards the end of their relationship, after Sebastian found out about the destruction of Krane.

-Chase falls for people easily and tends to blindly trust people because of his autism. He isn’t aware when people have ulterior motives as he’s not good at reading between the lines. (This is totally not based on me /s)

-And on that note, Chase uses tone tags all the time after Leo showed him what they were. Leo loves it. Adam is confused on what they mean and forgets the meaning so has a screenshot of what they all mean saved to his phone. Bree forgets to use them a lot because she speed types and makes a lot of mistakes but she tries her best.

-Adam is gay, he definitely went out with Owen but had to break up with him when they moved to the bionic island. They get back together once Adam realises that Owen can come to the island whenever he wants to. (I imagine this happens after the team is split up when Bree and Chase join the EF)

-Bree is lesbian. When she started school she realised all of the girls always talked about boys and dated boys, she was desperate to fit in so she tried to force herself to go out with guys. That’s why she never had a long lasting relationship. None of them ever worked out. She’s dating Skylar now (I will get more into detail about that in future posts)

-Chase is bisexual. I absolutely love this hc. He thinks girls are really pretty, and blushes every time a girl has complimented him. But he thinks boys are very pretty too. He only really realised he likes boys too when he had to pretend to be Bree at that school dance with Bree’s boyfriend (?) at the time. I stand by Chaz (Chase and Kaz) being real. They were so in love.

-Leo is pan. He’s gender blind and doesn’t care about the gender of the person he is dating. It took him a while to find a label that fits but when he finally found one (after hours of research with Chase) he was ecstatic. He asked Taylor out when he realised how much he liked her but it turned out she was dating one of the female students in secret. Leo now has a crush on Logan but is still trying to figure out how to ask him out since he’s never been with a guy before and he has a lot of past internal homophobia he’s trying to work through.

-Last one for this post, there will be a lot more. Leo’s dad was abusive which is why Tasha left him. She was a single mother for a few years before deciding to start looking for another partner which is when she met Mr Davenport. She was very picky because she didn’t want the same thing to happen to her and Leo again.

So sorry for the extremely long post. I just have so much to talk about.

#lab rats #chase x kaz #chase davenport #donald davenport #bree davenport #adam davenport #tasha davenport #leo dooley #elite force #headcanon #mighty med #skylar storm #kazimieras #oliver mighty med #I talked far too much #help #I’m just excited okay #headcanons

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ashleyfanfic · 4 months

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need to know more about the top one there-- The Real World

So, it's a Stranger Things AU in which seven strangers picked to live in a house, work together, and have their lives taped, to find out what happens when people stop being polite and start getting real.

Our Cast Is Bill Hargrove Eddie Munson Will Byers Jason Carver Barb Holland Kali Prasad Chrissy Cunningham

The only part I actually have written is their intake interviews. Like the first one they do when they are selected as the cast member for the show.

And I only have these written in this format for the actual interviews. Everything else will be written as normal prose.

Eddie's interview

Producer: Hi, I’m Robin. Can you give me your name, age, and where you’re from. Contestant 2: Eddie Munson, [BLEEP] Nowhere, Indiana, and 25. Producer: What do you do for a living? Eddie: I’m in a metal band in Chicago called Corroded Coffin. We’re kick ass. And when I’m not melting faces with my band, I moonlight as a barback or bartender at the club where we play regularly. Producer: Any hopes of a record deal? Eddie: Every [BLEEP] day... that’s the dream, right? Producer: You’re not our typical demographic, so what makes you want to be on the Real World? Eddie: Fame! I have the type of personality that would thrive under the bright lights. Also, any exposure for my band is good! And ya know, new city, new people, new adventure. Producer: Would you say your band is the most important thing to you? Eddie: I mean, I love the guys, our band and the music we make, but nah, that would be my Uncle Wayne. When I make it big with the band, the first thing I’ll do is set him up so he never has to work again. The old man has earned it. Producer: So, you’re close to your uncle? Eddie: Oh yeah, he raised me. My mom died from cancer when I was younger and my dad was in and out of jail so much that there’s no way he could keep me. Wayne stepped in and took care of me. He can be hard as nails, but he’s actually just a gruff teddy bear. *pauses* Please make sure that footage never sees the light of day cause he might kill me and there are already too many Munsons in prison. And Wayne deserves better than to rot away in a cell. Anyway, when I failed my senior year twice, I felt bad about it because I knew I had disappointed him. My final year I was diagnosed with ADHD and boy did that clear some [BLEEP] up. I passed my third and final year with a B average. Should have been medicated earlier but... ya know how it is. Some kids just slip through the cracks. *reaches inside his jacket* Can I smoke in here? Producer: No. Could damage the equipment. Eddie: Bummer *slouches in chair and bounces his knee* Producer: Let’s talk about your potential housemates. You might be in here with people who have different religious and political views than you. Would that be a problem? Eddie: As long as they don’t treat me differently because of their beliefs, I don’t think we’ll have a problem. I don’t really believe in anything, so I’m indifferent to a lot of that [BLEEP], and I also think a two party system is [BLEEP] stupid and limiting. So, I guess I’m a live and let live type of guy unless someone starts bullying someone else about it. I won’t tolerate a bigot or a bully. Producer: Glad to hear it. How do you feel about relationships within the house? Eddie: Relationships are more hassle than they’re worth. If someone is just looking for a good time, I’m down, but I don’t want all the touchy-feely [BLEEP]. I’m not a relationship guy. Producer: Why not a relationship guy? Eddie: Just don’t believe that relationships actually work. Every single one I’ve ever seen has ended in catastrophe. My previous relationship ended with the girl leaving town, so, ya know, not a great endorsement of the whole thing. Producer: Do you mind if we ask about your sexual orientation? Eddie: Yeah, you can ask. *pauses and smiles* I suppose the answer is... open to experiences not specifics. Producer: I suppose you’ve already answered this question but are you ready for the fame that will come with being on the show? Eddie: *grins* [BEEP] YES!

#my fic #hellcheer

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axolotl-arsonist · 2 years

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No Matter What

Annie x GN!Reader

cw: not proofread, best friends Sasha, Connie, & Jean if you squint

A/N: I’m ngl.. This is a filler 💀 I been lazy and I haven’t written out that other Annie x Reader I promised y’all 💔 but don’t worry, I’ll get to that at some point.. this is a little something else I made for y’all. I got inspiration from this one Annie x Reader I saw but I don’t remember who wrote it. Anyway imma stop talking, enjoy!

Y/N walked into the dining hall, grabbing their tray of food. They looked around at all the tables, noticing Sasha wave them over. They were about to go over when they noticed Annie sitting by herself. They grinned and rushed over to where the blonde was sat.

“Hey Annie!” They said, sitting down beside her.

Annie rolled her eyes and contemplated getting up and leaving but decided not to because why should she have to leave her table? If anything you should leave.

“Hi Y/N.” She said flatly.

Y/N looked over at where Sasha had called for them and noticed her Connie and Jean already looking at them knowingly. Y/N just chuckled quietly to themselves before looking back at Annie.

“So Leonhart, what’s uuuuuuup?” They said playfully, taking a bite out of their bread.

Annie huffed as she glanced over at Y/N.

“How are you always this upbeat and energetic?”

Y/N shrugged and laughed a bit.

“I dunno, I just am. But I’m honored that you noticed.” They said, wiggling their eyebrows and tossing an arm around Annie’s shoulders.

Annie was quick to push their arm off, a scowl forming on her face as she spoke again.

“Why do you keep doing this? I’ve already told you multiple times that I don’t like you.”

Y/N just smiled.

“Well I don’t know if you recall blondie, but I told you I’d get you to like me no matter what.”

From that day on, Y/N did make it a point to try and befriend the blonde, though it was usually to no avail. Then came the day where everyone had to choose which regiment they’d be joining.

“Anyone who’d willingly join the scouts is an idiot. Why would you want to throw your life away?” Said the blonde, the conversation had started with Y/N asking which regiment everyone would be choosing.

“I actually think it’s kinda noble and brave. The scouts risk their lives protecting everyone inside the walls. I’d rather risk my own life than sacrifice the lives of the people I care about.” Y/N said.

“Then you’re an even bigger idiot than I originally thought. If you want to do that, then by all means. But just know you don’t have my support in that decision.”

And so the time to make a decision finally came. All those who didn’t want to join the scouts took their leave, including Annie. She lingered behind a bit, almost expecting you to follow her. When you didn’t, she frowned a bit, though it was hardly noticeable. She continued to walk as she realized this meant you were leaving her behind. Part of her was relieved, but another part of her was sad that you didn’t end up following her like you usually did.

The usually silly and lighthearted Y/N was eerily serious and quiet as they stared up at the large, female bodied Titan that was coming right for them. Jean and Armin couldn’t help but take note of this. Y/N was clearly in their own head, otherwise they would’ve noticed Reiner continuously asking out of place questions about Eren the whole time. Their eyes were locked onto the 14 meter tall beast that was sprinting toward them. Y/N, still having a one sided staring contest with the blonde Titan, moved forward, abandoning the formation. The others called out to them but to no avail. A million thoughts were racing through their mind as they went headfirst toward the Female Titan. When they figured they we close enough, they abandoned the horse and grappled their way up to the titan’s face, landing right in the space between its eyes. Y/N kicked it a few times.

“Come in you stupid thing, look at me!” They yelled, attempting to pull its attention away from its primary target. After doing this a few more times, Y/N huffed.

“Alright, I know what’ll get you to look at me.. what if I said, I know who you are!” They exclaimed, staring into the Titan’s left eye. Almost immediately they saw the icy blue orb shift it’s focus to them. They smirked a bit.

“I knew that’d get you. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t notice Leonhart? How could I not when I was always staring into those gorgeous blue eyes? The way your nose curves perfectly? That solemn look you always have on your face that hides that beautiful smile I have yet to see..”

Annie stared at Y/N as they spoke, wondering where they would go with this. She noticed the small smirk on their face dissipate, now having been replaced with a frown.

“If you need me to cover for you Annie, I’d do it in a heartbeat. You know that. I said I would do whatever it takes to become your friend and I meant it. So if it means keeping your secret then that’s what I’ll do. But I’ll be damned if you die by the blades of these babbling idiots! So I need you to promise me one thing Annie.. don’t you dare die! Do you understand me?!” They shouted.

Annie was taken aback by the serious expression on Y/N’s face. It was a side of them she had never seen. Her icy blue eye glimmered in a way that no one else would have understood but Y/N. They immediately knew that was her silent promise. The once serious expression now forming into a soft smile.

“I love you Annie, I hope you know that. And I want to see that smile before I die so take care of yourself okay? Oh and I need you to do me one more favor. I need you to swat me like a fly.”

The emotion in Annie’s eyes shifted, if she had been her normal self right now, she’d have deadpanned at Y/N. They already knew what was going through her mind so they quickly added,

“I’ll be fine don’t worry, if I just go back without either of us having put up some sort of fight, they’re gonna know something’s off.”

Annie took a moment to think about it before raising her large hand. Y/N looked over and noticed the giant hand coming their way so they braced for impact. In less than a second they were sent flying. They tried to get themselves situated mid air as they attempted to grapple onto something before they could get hurt. They successfully managed to grapple onto a tree before landing, lessening the impact but still hurting themselves nonetheless.

“Damn that hurt a lot more than I thought it would..” They said sitting up. Soon they heard the sound of their blonde haired friend calling out to them.

“Y/N!” Armin shouted.

Y/N looked up to see him, Jean, and Reiner all rushing toward them with their horse in tow.

“Oh my goodness are you okay?! What happened?!” Armin asked frantically as he hopped off of his horse to check Y/N for injuries.

“I was trying to get her to eat me.” They huffed, feigning disappointment. Armin just looked at them in disbelief before helping them up.

“Why did she swat you away like that?” Asked Jean. Y/N shrugged.

“Can’t believe I’m saying this but, I guess she got tired of me.”

The three boys shook their heads.

“Classic Y/N, always finding time to make jokes even in the heaviest situations.” Reiner added.

“You know me.” They shot them their signature grin before getting on their horse.

“Cmon, let’s go catch up with the others.” Armin said, getting back on his own horse.

The four of them rode off, wondering what more was to come of this Female Titan.

#aot x reader #attack on titan #annie leonhardt x reader #aot #sasha braus #connie springer #jean kirschstein #annie leonhart #annie leonhart x reader

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sofsversion · 5 months

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alright. I’m tired. And stranded in the middle of Goulburn for some reason (dw I’ll make it to Melbs, timetabling just isn’t my friend rn). But the assignment is in! and so I’m gonna approach it from a more instinctive ?? common sense perspective bc i made sense for a whole 2200 words with proper grammar and that’ll do me.

you know how you get irritable in traffic or when transport is running late?? everyone does I swear I don’t think there’s a person alive who never does if they don’t sometimes it’s bc there’s some other thing they’re doing that they’re enjoying more. Anyway my point is that everyone’s got their own capacity at which point the stress builds up and impacts them: rest, relationships, general brain and nervous system ability to reset and feel at peace again (if you’ve ever felt it) and some dumb things that’shoukbrt exist like traffic are gonna wear down on it that’s how it goes. less time to balance that out with things that fill us up the less accessible those things are. and then things take longer if you’re poor or otherwise underprivileged or if you even make choices to exist outside the ways the city is designed to be most convenient around (think cars as one). add stress like financial and relational and you’ve got a recipe for burnout or for someone to snap. which might be a mental health crisis or might be losing some of their ability to relate to others without hurting them. cue people get hurt. what you wanna do is nip that cycle in the bud. you want to build systems that are the most convenient for the least privileged not the other way around. it’ll make waves when you do. don’t ask me how I’m too tired to think but I know. I meet people while I travel and I see how they’re living their lives and I know. I’m gonna have words for it someday

also like while I’m here are you studying anything?? I’ve got no idea what you do and what kind of background I’m contesting with, what you already do know etc

firstly, stranded in Goulburn at like 11 something at night?! Hopefully you’ve made it to Melbourne 😭

you’re so so right!! traffic just makes everything a little worse. getting into the cbd is just hell on earth whether your coming in from the trains or actually facing the traffic. the system we have isn’t convenient for anyone at this point. the motorways are insanely priced (shoutout wa for having free motorways) it’s like $10 per trip through the tunnels, maybe more, and it’s still beyond congested (coming at this from a sydney pov)

i am but a girl who lives in sydney (i’ve sat in enough traffic for a lifetime). the inner west has an unholy amount of traffic and the new rozelle interchange makes it worse getting into the city in the peak hour rush.

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flightfoot · 1 year

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You know, I wonder whether Chloe told Lila about her and Marinette teaming up during Animaestro in order to drive Kagami away from Adrien, and that’s why Lila targeted Kagami? I don’t think Lila would know about Marinette’s whole “join in the friendship contest with Kagami in order to secretly sabotage her” thing in Ikari Gozen, since I doubt either Kagami or Marinette would spread that around (Kagami is Marinette’s friend now, so I doubt she’d want to talk about an incident that would make Marinette look bad unless it was relevant to the situation at hand, and I don’t think Marinette would want to talk about it either, since I suspect she’s pretty ashamed of it), but the incident in Animaestro? Yeah, it’d make sense for Lila to learn about that.

Persuading someone who’s only ever had positive interactions with Marinette that she’s secretly manipulative and doesn’t care about her friends would be difficult without some sort of evidence to back it up. Lila can do that, but it takes a lot of effort, and is overall very risky. Just sowing some doubt though, without making specific, easily disprovable claims? That’s easy and relatively low risk, she can just say that it’s her assessment of the situation based on where she’s sitting, if questioned. With someone who’s already insecure about her friendships like Kagami, and who has actually had negative interactions with Marinette before - who’s actually had Marinette do worse to her than what Lila’s accusing Marinette of in fact, though it was in the past - Lila merely making the claims is enough to make Kagami doubt hers and Marinette’s bond.

After all, Kagami’s inexperienced at friendship, and she knows it. It’s not inconceivable to her that Marinette may have duped her, especially since some small part of her probably wants to believe the worst of her, since Marinette “stole” Adrien, in a way. It’s a quiet part to be sure, since Kagami highly values hers and Marinette’s friendship, and she��s the one who broke up with Adrien anyway, but it still exists. Just because it’s not totally fair doesn’t mean it’s not valid.

Just... seriously, targetting Kagami was a masterstroke. It makes perfect sense that Kagami would be uniquely vulnerable to Lila’s manipulations, given the circumstances both surrounding Kagami, and Marinette’s and Kagami’s relationship as a whole.

#miraculous ladybug #ml spoilers #lila rossi #kagami tsurugi #ml protection #ml analysis #protection spoilers #Yeah I can't stop thinking about this #This was a BRILLIANT move on the writer's parts #It makes perfect sense

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heyyy i hope your doing finee <3 i just saw that yangyang and shotaro as boyfriends and that was literally the most satisfying and cutest thing ive read so far :( ... also nice to meet u! im new on here (like no joke i just joined like 2 weeks ago)— anyways cld i req the same thing but with xiaojun and hendery as well 🥺🫶🏽 idk im in my feels 😞❤️ take your time w this one lovely xoxo

hii!! i hope you’re doing fine as well ^^ had to absolutely wrack my tiny little peanut brain for these, i’m so bad at writing for anyone except nct dream so i’m super sorry if this is subpar D: ty for requesting though!

nice to meet you too btw!!!!

xiaojun and hendery as boyfriends! [gn reader]

XIAOJUN ☀️

goes shopping with you but you both end up just buying stuff for bella instead

takes bella on walks with you and you end up having to run with him

appreciates all your weird jokes but doesn’t really understand them. he just thinks you’re cute

constantly gushing about you to everyone

experiments with recipes (like the oreo cake) and uses you as his test subject

would die for you

sends you gym photos. also sends you bella photos

you constantly get into dumb playful arguments about stupid things like if milk or cereal goes first

likes headbutting you in an affectionate way

if you’re checking your outfit in the mirror he’ll come up behind you and just start flexing

pinches your cheeks so often there’s xiaojun prints permanently engraved in your skin

he also likes laying his head on your ass. he says it’s like a heated pillow

tries to act mature and manly when you go for nights out

you get home and he immediately falls on top of you and won’t move unless you pinch or kiss him

prefers video call to audio call if he’s away

he’s always trying to get you to feel more confident

i think he’s the type to give a million pecks instead of just one kiss

[sorry i see xiaojun as a brother figure it’s so hard to write for him 😭]

you ask him to step on you as a joke and he looks at you like you’re clinically insane

makes an effort to take you on as many dates as he possibly can

you build giant lego sets together

takes the worst photos of you but it’s ok

makes dinosaur noises at you to end conversations

protects his squidward beanie with his life. the only thing you’re not allowed to touch when he has it on

he looks like a guard dog from afar but he’s actually whispering “look at my boobs” into your ear

HENDERY ☁️

a clown.

if he can’t make you laugh at least thrice a day then he won’t sleep

i feel like 90% of the time he’s messing around and being playful with you but the other 10% of the time he’s SO romantic

like he’ll set up candle light three course meals in your living room just because he wants to

he gets really really shy/awkward when meeting your friends or family though and won’t let go of your hand

will wake you up by making weird noises in your face or twerking

calls you his prince/princess in the middle of kisses

puts on his ‘girl voice’ when he wants you to do something

force feeds you his food because he wants you to try it

buys shirts with you in mind. he wants you to like them enough to steal them

nose boops you like a dog

vlogs to his story and always hypes you up for no reason

“hey guys look at how amazing, gorgeous, cool, showstopping, brilliant, incredible, magnificent and CUTE y/n is. look at my baby.”

knows all your likes and dislikes. he’ll eat what you don’t like if you’re determined to get something with it though

compliments you in a different language to your face then refuses to tell you what he’s saying

even if you’re attacking him he’ll just grin and shake his head

sometimes you wake up and he’s just stood at the foot of your bed like a sleep paralysis demon

or he’s stood in front of your mirror doing weird dances

staring contests but he’s trying to distract you by blowing kisses the whole time

sends you cat thirst trap photos

absolutely destroys you when you play fight then apologises immediately after

so comfortable around you. almost too comfortable. like he shits with the door open

sends you horrible puns every hour

neighbours called the police once because they thought you were murdering someone but you were just trying to make hendery jump and he screamed

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