#ask me questions people but like not lina over here

[nolita-fairytale]

burn your life down: the director's cut, or rather, fun facts about this story now that it's over

luca's last name in my fic is davies, and formally davies-bernardi. bernardi in italian means 'strong as a bear' which, was truly a perfect coincidence that i originally thought it sounded good hyphenated with davies. it felt like the perfect little nugget to drop in here.

this one kind of took on a life of its own. I thought maybe a headcanon or a few chapters, then 46.5k words later... before writing a fic, i always like to map out where i'm going, because it helps me zero in on what story i want to tell. as someone (and who hasn't, truly) who has plenty of abandoned fics, i like to get clear on what story it is i want to tell before beginning to write so that i know it's a fic worth writing for me. no, i don't think finishing a fic should be a marker of success, but where i'm at right now, it feels like the best way for me to see if i have a story to tell or not.

speaking of stories to tell, the reason i wanted to have our main character divorced was because i wanted to try something different. i wondered how i could differentiate this mc (while keeping the reader neutral so you could picture yourselves in it if you wanted to) from others that i have written / will write in the future. the divorce and growing apart is actually kind of inspired by my previous upstairs neighbor who i met a year after his divorce. i wanted to imagine what the inner world of someone who had experienced a divorce that wasn't messy, but its relationship had just run its course and i the end, left two people who weren't sure who they were and how to talk to each other anymore would be like.

music and playlisting really helps me envision and feel into the world that I’m building. I ask myself questions like: what does their love sound like? what does this relationship shound like? how do i want the world i'm building feel, and how do i convey that in sound? and then of course, what songs could underscore certain moments of this chapter? listening to the playlist i create as i go really helps me get into character aka enter the world of the story when i'm sitting down the write.

so many of my fics and interactions are based on my own real life experiences, which is why they often feel so human and so real. i weave in little details like conversations i've had, a person i reminded of. i often write dialogue after i've imagined the scene in my head down to the cadence of how characters speak to one another to make sure it feels grounded.

speaking of, we've got to talk about the food in this fic, something that you all complimented me on at the very beginning! it was important for me to have the food feel deeply personal to reader, and be an expression of her identity through the years. yes, i wrote it with an mc with asian heritage in mind. however, i wanted to make space, again, for you to picture yourself in this fic, which is why mc's ex and family were written with japanese heritage.

a lot of the dishes were inspired by dishes i've had that were similar to what i think her culinary pov would be, and a lot of it is the way that i cook as well. i am not a chef by any means, but i am AM a home cook who occasionally does pop ups who very recently discovered my own culinary pov. food for me is something that not only helps me express myself, but has helped me connect to parts of my own identity. in so many ways, as someone who describes themselves as a cultural melting pot, food helps me feel closer to myself; it helps me find and define, and express who i am.

the culture of food and the role it plays in allowing us to connect was really important for me to weave into this story as well.

for the mikkelson twins, i pictured timothee and pauline chalamet as jesper and mathilde.

for the kimuras: rina sawayama would play astrid, darren barnet would play joe, and gia kim would play lina.

let's talk about luca's character development: so many things were so will poulter-coded/borrowed for will poulter, which felt right to do considering he wove his own life into the luca's tattoos. examples? the nike book, the kendrick lamar on the playlist, how much internal work the man has done on himself.

in the end, I initially had mc have a way bigger freak out than she did -- that it would be her final: holy shit am i ready to be loved moment, but as i wrote it, it ended up being luca who brought up the main conflict. it just ended up going in a different direction and didn't feel right to go with my original plan, because she felt so in their relationship already that i pivoted.

i watched a lot of travel and lifestyle copenhagen vlogs because i'm obsessed with youtube.

after season 2 of the bear, i wanted to explore what positive relationships with mothers could look like in these characters. that's why mothers (and single mothers) are the superheroes of this fic.

i knew i wanted this fic to be about these things: second love, loss, trusting the beginning that comes after the end, inspiration, following your heart, and mothers. these are the guiding principles that i used when writing, knowing that these were the pillars i wanted this story to be about.

looking forward: i am working on two oneshots that will live in this world, one about marcus visiting again -- an eat, pray, love for him of sorts -- that's about mothers and loss and life. the other one is a fun, sexy little smutshot that will hardlaunch their (she and luca's) restaurant so keep an eye out for those. truthfully, i've only just started workshopping the marcus one and am prioritizing finishing my carmy fic first.

opening myself up for q&a! feel free to ask any questions about this fic or my writing process in the comments.

#chef luca #will poulter #luca the bear #the bear season 2 #the bear headcanon #luca x reader #the bear hulu #the bear fx #the bear fanfiction #chef luca x reader #pastry chef luca #burn your life down

[rougepancake]

Constellations

Eriks!Vash x Ex bounty hunter!Afab!Reader

Not proofread because who was time for that

I’m also not that confident in it lolol-

Warnings: Vash is in plant heat, monster fucking??, breeding??? (TEE HEE), weird plant biology in general????, overstim, mentions of fingering. Let me know if I missed anything.

Summary: Eriks typically helps out delivering rations to everyone in town, and he just can’t help himself from being drawn in by you. However, you find people truly insufferable.

“Hey Lina, why don’t you go help Eriks with the deliveries today?” Sheryl suggests, placing a hand on her hip as she stares down at her granddaughter. Lina gives her a mischievous smile and runs out of the bar, having no intentions of helping him. She’s a troublemaker, that girl. Even if she means well she’s still constantly endangering herself.

Lina runs out into the streets and chases after Eriks, grinning from ear to ear as she jumps up and smacks him on the back. “Found ya!” She giggles, following him around the town with a smile.

It’s the same thing every day. The same people, the same route. Everything.

Except for today.

Eriks looks down at the order list, raising an eyebrow when he reads a name he’s not familiar with. He bends down and points it out to Lina.

“Where is this person’s house?” He asks her, curiosity shining beneath his glasses.

“Oh you’re not gonna like her! She’s mean!” Lina laughs and points to the house, which is on the far end of town, away from everyone else.

“Really? How so?” He tilts his head. The house looks nice from a distance… surely it can’t be all that bad.

“The rumor has it that she used to be a big bad bounty hunter!” Lina explains, her expressions over exaggerated as she speaks. “She hasn’t spoken to anyone since she moved here years ago and only comes into town when she needs more rations.” She pauses, tapping her chin in thought. “I bet she’s happy to find that someone is delivering to doorsteps now.” She shrugs,

Eriks looks out at the house, curiosity striking him. “Alright thank you Lina, I’ll be on my way now.” He gives her a wave before picking up the box of rations and heading out towards the house.

It’s a good ways away on the outskirts of the town, making him wonder if this person really did hate the people that much.

As he approaches the door, he raises a fist to knock on it gently, shouting to let them know that their rations are here. He hears a grunt come from the other side of the door and smiles in anticipation, only to be met with your gloomy and indifferent expression.

“What do you want?” You ask bitterly, looking him up and down to see if he’s armed.

“Oh! Your rations are here.” Eriks points to the box on your porch, his eyes not leaving yours.

“Okay thanks.” You huff, slamming the door in his face only to hear an ‘ouch!’ come from him. You look down and see that his foot was between the door and the frame. What a dumb decision.

“H-Hey! I would actually like to talk to you!” He stammers, smiling nervously. You can tell he’s doing his best to hide the pain in his foot, and he’s actually doing a good job doing so-

Until you put your foot on top of his.

“Listen, partner.” You grumble, leaning in close to make a point. “All I know about you is that yer the sketchy fella that Sheryl took in. And I’m not about to let a stranger like you into my house for a little chit chat.” You poke his chest with an annoyed huff. “You got that Blondie?”

He looks into your eyes, surprised that you would be so bold. There’s something odd about it… about how cold you are… how you live alone and away from the town… it’s all so strange.

“Is what Lina told me true?” He blurts out the question, his hands quickly coming up to cover his face and hide the embarrassment he’s feeling. You pause and just look at him, unsure of how to answer.

After a long moment, you shrug and turn around, looking over your shoulder at him with a smirk.

“Anythin’s true if you want it to be, partner.”

“Eriks.”

“‘Scuse me?” You stop in your tracks, now turning your body around as you face him. He’s freakishly tall, and you nearly break your neck trying to look up at him, but you manage and continue to stare.

“My name. It’s Eriks.” He smiles and sticks out his hand, waiting for you to shake it.

You look at his hand and then back up at him, raising a brow as you cross your arms stubbornly. Behind him, the sky darkens and the wind begins to pickup, signaling that a sandstorm is brewing.

“Get inside.” With a grunt, you grab your box of rations and push him into your house, ignoring his questions as you lock the door behind you. Quickly, you close all the windows and shudders. The sirens blare outside, and you swear you could have heard someone shout that it was a class four storm, which would mean that you and Eriks would be stuck together longer than intended.

You turn around to take care of your rations, pushing past him and into the kitchen without a word. It gave you something to do, and something to take your mind off of the howling storm outside. However, it was quiet in the house.

Too quiet, given how talkative your guest had been at your door.

“Ey. You still alive out there?” You call, peeking your head out of the doorway to the kitchen to see if he’s out there.

“…yeah…” How odd. He seems much more reclusive than before, and seems to be keeping his distance from you. He’s in the far corner of your living room, his knees to his chest as his eyes glow brightly, watching you closely.

It’s unsettling, to say the least. You’re stuck in your own home with a man you just met, who, funnily enough, is acting quite strange.

“Are ya afraid of sandstorms?” You ask from the kitchen, almost done shelving your items. The sound of silence reaches your ears again, and you can’t help but lean back to check on him.

“No…” He mumbles, his eyes meeting yours once again. The look in his eyes sends a shiver down your spine, the unnatural glow causing goosebumps to spread across your body.

You take a step out of the kitchen and into the living room, freezing when you see him back away further. “Then why the hell are you in that corner?” The question sounds harsh enough, but it’s laced with curiosity as you take another step towards him.

“Stay back!” But you couldn’t. It was like you were being attracted to him, being drawn in by how… mesmerizing his eyes were…

“I said stay back!”

You had stopped moving closer now, but you were still looking at him. There was just something about him that you couldn’t quite grasp. And what was that smell? It was like a mixture between honey and some form of candy, which almost made you wonder if you had left one of your jars out.

You toss your curiosity to the side as the wind slowly dies down outside. “Right. Whatever. Get out of here and go back to Sheryl.” You do your best to sound as uninterested as possible, but it’s just so hard. Why was he luring you in? You hadn’t cared him before, so why do you care now?

Without a single bit of hesitation, Eriks stumbled out of your house, that look still in his eyes. He ran and ran until he was well out of town, making you wonder if he actually did have a death wish.

For a while after that, you didn’t see him around, not even with Lina or Sheryl. It seemed that he had disappeared from your small town entirely, which you didn’t mind, but you still felt… curious.

What was he? And more importantly… what was he hiding?

Oh you just couldn’t get it out of your head. That look in his eyes… the sudden urge to be near him… You didn’t know what had come over you in that moment, but you wanted to. You wanted to understand why he left so quickly, especially when the sirens hadn’t officially stopped yet. He was in such a hurry… but why? Was it you? Had you done something to upset him? You didn’t think so… but maybe he just had a thing for closeness…

Days had passed… turning into weeks where he avoided coming near your house, dropping your rations off at the porch and leaving without a word. It was odd, but then again, his whole existence was odd, so you didn’t really mind.

Until he knocked on your door at three in the morning.

It was dark, and the wind was howling outside again, signaling that another storm was on its way. When you opened the door for him, his striking blue eyes met yours, shining with such intensity that you felt a shiver run up your spine. He towered over you in your doorway, taking small steps towards you as you backed away. What in the hell was he up to?

“I haven’t… been able to stop thinking about you…” His voice is deep and seductive, his breath seemingly heavy as if he ran all this way to be in your presence.

You’re unable to say anything, words failing to leave your mouth as he locks the door behind him and the storm sirens go off in the background. It’s a class six. Dangerous and deadly.

“Please… let me ride out this storm with you…” He bends down and attaches his lips to your neck, not even waiting for your response. Your breath hitches in your chest and you freeze, slowly turning your head to look at the man on your neck.

It’s as if he’s snapped back to reality, fear filling his eyes as he presses himself against the door suddenly, guilt filling his tone. “I’m sorry… I… I need someone… for the night… or for a while…” Eriks whispers in a breathy voice. His hand twitches, wanting nothing more than to grab ahold of your face and take you. To claim your lips as his and ravish your body.

He can already feel himself losing control, but holds himself back, biting the inside of his cheek painfully as he waits for you to answer.

And you just can’t say no…

He’s drawing you in… and like a moth to a flame, you can’t turn away…

“You may stay.” You barely manage to get the words out of your mouth before his lips are on yours, his arms snaking around you and pulling you close. He seems hesitant… like he doesn’t want to hurt you… but he just can’t stop. He’s in too deep now.

Your movements blur together, and before you know it, your back is on the couch, your shirts tossed to the side as you both become a panting mess. His long blonde hair hangs down, tickling you as his face overs above yours. You can feel him shiver at the feeling of your fingers tracing lightly over his scars… closing his eyes to relish in the feeling.

It was amazing, really. Each scar told a different story, stories that you would never understand, but stories nonetheless. Each one held a different memory, one filled with pain and sadness, you were sure.

“S-Stop…” He whispered weakly, turning his head away from you in embarrassment. “I… won’t be able to hold myself back…”

Did it really matter if he was able to? You could tell he needed this, so who were you to deny him of that? He was just such a gentleman… it was simply intoxicating.

“Don’t then.” You grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look into your eyes. He was scared, the fear and nervousness in his eyes an image that you would never forget.

He leaned in to kiss you again, much more passionate and tender than before. His tongue was sweet against yours, something similar to what the gods would have called ambrosia. Oh it was amazing.

His tongue moved against yours, his hips moving in sync with your own as he dry jumped you. A low, primal groan escaped him, and you felt what seemed to be roots slowly curling around your body.

What the hell was this?!

You looked at him and at your body, squirming at how they were moving. It tickled, but in a weird way that sort of turned you on. However, Eriks pretended that it was wasn’t real as he practically tore your pants off of your lower body. He was antsy… it was obvious.

“E-Eriks…” You whispered, your eyes widening in shock when you felt him shove two fingers in you without warning.

“Vash.” His voice was deep, his expression serious. It made you writhe in anticipation.

“E-Excuse me..?” You stammered out, your breath heavy as you tried to focus on his voice rather than his fingers inside of you. He curled his fingers, dragging the tips along the sides of your walls, eliciting a low moan from your throat.

“Say it.” He leaned in and kissed your neck as he hurriedly unbuckled his belt, sliding his pants down to his knees before aligning himself with your dripping cunt.

“Vash-“ Without any sort of forewarning, he thrust in, sheathing himself in you with a moan. He threw his head back, as if to savor the moment, but you could tell he was purposefully holding back.

In the dark, you could see markings on Vash’s skin glow, weird, feather-like things sprouting from his body as he began to thrust into you. It was entrancing, almost hypnotic.

His pace was desperate, his moans high pitched and needy. Your nails scratched into his back, leaving red marks in their wake as he pounded into you relentlessly.

Two of the roots that had been curling around you now cupped your breasts, as if to pleasure you further. It was a strange feeling, but you couldn’t help but moan at the contact. He had you wrapped around his finger, your mind blank and his name falling off your lips like a prayer.

It seemed like hours later that he finally finished rearranging your guts, collapsing onto you with a huff. All of the weird features such as the feathers and the roots disappeared as his breathing calmed, his face buried in the crook of your neck and his breath warm on your skin.

You couldn’t think straight- hell you couldn’t even breathe. There were tears of pleasure in your eyes and your legs had been shaking since you had cum the first time.

“What… are you..?” You managed to ask after finally regaining your breath.

“You’ll find out in time…”

You patted his head gently and decided that he was some sort of angel. One that was never meant to be understood by the minds of humans. One with needs and desires so strong that they’re incomprehensible to the human race. You dubbed him a divine being of the highest authority, beautiful and powerful.

He was an angel. Just not in the way you would have thought.

“Your secret is safe with me, Vash the Stampede.”

The words hung in the air, and you felt him tense at the sound of his name. He hadn’t expected that you would have figured it out… but he didn’t mind. He’d worry about that later. All that matters now is this. This moment right here. Of his skin on yours and your arms wrapped around each other.

You swear you heard him crying softly, his shoulders moving occasionally as you rested.

All that mattered to him was now. It was all he needed, all he had ever dreamed of. Physical contact.

“Thank you…” His voice came out in a soft whisper as he lifted his head to give you a smile.

He sounded so fragile… so broken…

You couldn’t let anything happen to him, regardless of who or what he was. He’s yours and you’re his until he moves on to the next town.

Until then… you’ll just keep being drawn in by him, doomed to repeat your mistakes.

#AYYYYY I FINALLY FINISHED IT IM SO HAPPY #trigun #trigun x reader #trigun 98 #trigun smut #trigun x you #x reader #fanfiction #trigun vash #vash imagine #vash the stampede #trimax #vash x reader #vash smut #trigun eriks #eriks vash #eriks vash x reader #vash x you

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trigun Book Club Masterpost

With the book club having finished up this week, I thought I'd compile all my posts here, separated by category, in chronological order. @versaphile is doing amazing work compiling all the posts made during the book club - I hope this makes everything easier to find!

I will likely be making a few more posts on a couple observations I made and update accordingly, but for now, here's the complete list!

Stream of consciousness thoughts:

Trigun Volume 2

Trimax Volume 1

Trimax Volume 2

Trimax Volume 3

Trimax Volume 4

Trimax Volume 5

Trimax Volume 6

Trimax Volume 7

Trimax Volume 8

Trimax Volume 9

Trimax Volume 10

Trimax Volume 11

Trimax Volume 12 Pt. 1

Trimax Volume 12 Pt. 2

Trimax Volume 13 Pt. 1

Trimax Volume 13 Pt. 2

Trimax Volume 14 Pt. 1

Trimax Volume 14 Pt. 2

Analyses and other thoughts:

Vash's Wanted Poster

The Chapter 11 cover

Vash and Avoidant Behaviours

Vash, Meryl, Milly, and Personal Responsibility

Vash Hyping Himself Up (this was a joke post initially but there's actual thoughts in the tags)

Vash's Grief and its Portrayal

Eriks and Lina over the Two Year Gap

Wolfwood is a Terrible Liar (aka that huge Wolfwood analysis I did)

Wolfwood Keeps Asking Questions

Analysis of Wolfwood's Mixed Expression

Wolfwood Probably Lugged Vash Like a Sack of Potatoes to get away from Keele (yes this is a full analysis yes there's something wrong with me)

Every single volume of this godforsaken manga...

Early Knives and Legato Thoughts

Vash, Anger, and Suicidality

Poor Meryl (that foreshadowing...)

Knives Treats Vash Like an Extension of Himself

Vash's No Good, Very Bad Mental Health

Vash, Hunger, and Wanting

The Bird and Tombi's Bridge

I Hate It Here (extra thoughts in the tags)

Death by Heart Failure over Injuries (nothing coherent)

Names - Vash and Knives' Difficulties in Letting People In

Meryl and Luida Similarities

Milly Character Analysis and Appreciation (coming soon!)

Knives, Vash, and the Importance of Lived Experience - A Dive into Knives' Trauma (coming soon!)

Why Vash and Wolfwood Gave Terrible Advice to Lina and Maylene (coming soon!)

Why Wolfwood Actually Died (coming soon!)

Why we Never See Elendira's Story

Legato, Meryl, and True Devotion

The Power Struggle between Vash and Knives (coming soon!)

Rem's Last Words

Meryl and Her Profession (Insurance Agent vs Reporter) (coming soon!)

What It Is to "See" in Trigun

Sillies:

Introductory Book Club Vash doodle!

Little guy :)

Unfazed Meryl

Nightow Background and Action Scene Appreciation!

Vash gets a Normal Day Chapter

Bro, Personal Space?

Give him Money

He's Super-Niceys...

(￣▽￣)

Vash Doesn't Know What an Insurance Agent Is...

Milly is Going to Get You

Another Small Vash Doodle Because He Was Suffering and It Made Me Sad

Wolfwood Noodle Saga

Baby Knives Meme (I'm so sorry little buddy)

Found the Tri-guns

The Volume 10 Mood

Another Silly Vash Doodle to Lighten the Mood

Once again, thank you @revenantghost for organizing the book club in the first place. This really was a lot of fun. :)

#storyrambles #trigun #trimax #trigunbookclub #it's all here :D

[laylabahiti]

HSHQTASK059: FAREWELL SEE YOU LATER!

when did you join ? what made you join ? what do you remember from the plotlines that were current at the time ? where were you in life when you joined and where are you now ?

i joined september 2016 when this was vikrp! i was a junior in college and had been writing indie rp for a minute before that kinda died down, so i took a peek at the tags. vikrp/haisociety/highsociety had the pairs aspect to it back then, so i fulfilled someone's jade thirlwall wc but they went inactive like right after i was accepted asjdfka. i believe the revamp to haisociety happened in december/january, truly a time to be alive. i started as a junior back then and i'm ending as a junior in my second bachelor's degree💀, a homeowner, and within the next couple years, i'll be married and have a kid*. *tbd when we're both done with school and onto other careers

which characters have you written over the years ?

layla, cameron (early days), tobias (early days), katalina, gabriel, mikolas, alaina, dmitri, juliana, ettore, emerson, tamiko, kaira

what is your favourite plotline that you've been part of ?

too many to choose from! tbh the aslan/layla/olivier triangle was fun just because of the silly ic drama it caused. i'm pretty sure it was during haisociety when i messaged e about layla/olivier, because layla has the "he helped me, i love him" mentality and we just went with it askdfa, not really planning anything or knowing what would come of it. also love the egypt plotline and anytime those siblings interacted. and the early days of barbie and layla's friendship, how barbie pretty much took layla under her wing and got her out of her shell.

what about other people's plotlines ?

definitely the chaos of england and the murder mystery event. if i remember any more i'll edit this jaksdf

who is your favourite character from the ones you've played ? why ? what made you love them ? what made them so fun to write ?

no surprise here but layla. in the early days, layla was meek to the point she hardly spoke, took everything literally, and asked too many questions. she developed her voice and learned to be a little selfish in the later years, but she's still a crier.

if you could relive a plotline, which would it be ?

the greek invasion. it might have been one of the most well-constructed events i have been a part of. i remember traveling during it and writing replies on my phone just so i didn't miss out. every character was affected one way or another, and that event was a turning point in layla's personality.

is there a plotline that you'd edit now if you could ?

i wouldn't necessarily say edit, but it'd be interesting to see how things would've panned out if layla kissed olivier back and still felt guilty enough to tell aslan.

what's a plotline you wish you would have been able to finish before closing or just write more of ?

egypt<3 getting to see amon's coronation and both of them trying to rectify the family's image. life got way too chaotic over the past year, but i love mine and lina's headcanons

what is your favourite ooc memory ?

late 2018, someone kept sending rude/hateful anons to muns and the main, and everyone banded together to keep hshq alive and well. i submitted a whole essay to the main with my comments not thinking the admins would actually post it and they DID, 2018 was an interesting time here. also in the early days when we started listing how all characters were connected and making full circles of connections, simpler times.

where can others find you if they want to get in touch ?

you can always reach me on discord! i'm in the hshq server so feel free to add me or message anytime. i have a few socials if you want those as well - if this is farewell, you've earned my real name ajkdlfj. tbh this is probably my tumblr exit, i don't have much time or mental capacity to write full threads and join something new, but this blog will remain.

what else would you like to say ?

hshq is truly the only reason i've stuck around tumblr this long. almost 8 years of my life has been spent communicating with you all! in some of my worst moments, i was able to turn to hshq and escape reality for a bit. i feel like i'm missing a lot but trying to dig up memories from 8 years ago is difficult lol.

#hshqtask059 #my brain is not computing. i did my best <3

[airasora]

Oh, I will send more later because they are super interesting but this one immediately got my attention: 33, What is their wedding day like? For Hollina, Rolfmaine, Quaselle and Sinric (I didn't plan on having two straight and two gay couples LOL those are the ones that are very intriguing to me in regards to the wedding)

What is their wedding day like?

Hollina

Holli and Lina's wedding would be a big event. They both know a lot of people and care about making their wedding be as great as their love for each other. Even though they have had their disagreements about certain aspects of their wedding (like Holli wanting something elegant and modern, and Lina wanting something princessy and fairytale-like) they have managed to meet in the middle and their wedding will be remembered for decades. Their wedding day is filled with flowers, fairy lights, karaoke, glass tiles for the dancing area, and you better believe their first dance is choreographed to the max! And they have a first song too, because of course they do.

I also made a short fanfic about Holli's feelings about wearing a wedding veil you can read here.

Rolfmaine

Both John and Anastasia agreed they wanted a big, disgustingly elegant wedding. John Rolfe is used to fancy parties with stuffy clothing and waltzing around in a ballroom, and while Anastasia can't dance to save her life, she loves the same things John does. Their guest list, however, would not be exceptionally big. Both of them have few family members and a few friends, so despite the elegant setting and atmosphere, the wedding would still be intimate. John would consider playing a diplomatic move and invite acquaintances, but ultimately he didn't want to have to put pressure on Anastasia on her wedding day.

Quaselle

Simple and sweet forest ceremony, not truly a traditional wedding. I don't see Belle being religious and Quasimodo would have a very strained relationship with Christianity after all the religious trauma he's been through. So their wedding would be much more about having a day where they tell the world they love each other and intend to be together till death do them part. Neither Belle or Quasimodo would want a big, fancy wedding either. And while some might have expected them to get married in Notre Dame, ultimately the place has too many bitter memories for Quasimodo despite Notre Dame holding a lot of good memories for him as well. And Belle is a simple girl, ultimately she only cares about marrying Quasimodo and sharing the moment with friends and family. The party AFTER the ceremony though? Big street party. Even though Belle and Quasimodo are somewhat introverted and prefer small gatherings, they have a huge amount of acquaintances who would want to celebrate them, and they wouldn't be against that. But the ceremony would be just for them, Maurice, Esmeralda, Phoebus and Zephyr.

Sinric

Eric's a prince; his wedding WILL be the event of the century, which is absolutely fine with Sinbad. They're both massive extroverts and thrive in big crowds, Sinbad especially loves all the attention and the jealous glances he'd get all day from bitter, rejected suitors of Eric. There's also the fact they had to hide their relationship for a while so once it's finally out there, they both want to show each other off to the world. Sinbad would hog Eric all night, dancing with him so much they'll both be exhausted by the time their wedding WEEK is over.

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[lina-delgado]

@kazxraval overhears the truth about Lina's "pregnancy" and tries to convince her to come clean before he does it for her.

In light of recent events, the smokehouse sat neglected. He assumed the next several hours would be spent to prime, clean, stoke a fire, check on stock. Mindless work to clear out any remaining cobwebs in his mind from long months of not being himself in so many ways. 

Almost there, he slowed his walk. Years of practice allowed Kaz to tune out non-essential nonsense around him. Sounds, voices, conversations he had no interest in. Two voices floated through the static. Lina in whispered tones to Alex. He pulled that convo to the forefront-- if they were bragging about what they stole from his grotto weeks ago, he absolutely wanted to hear. 

He got more than he bargained for in eavesdropping. Dark brows pulled tight together in focus. A hand brushed several times over his beard. Fuck. A shock, a certain disbelief settled in to process what he heard. Alex left for somewhere, and then silence. Kaz turned, cloaked in his own quiet, and walked towards their house. "What in the fuck is wrong with you," a message on the air found its way to Lina.

~

"I mean, it kind of worked out perfectly. At some point I was gonna have to explain why I didn't have a baby bump. That was gonna be annoying to fake, so better I got out of it this way." Lina explained to Alex, sounding more exhausted than anything. It was hard to lie about ending a pregnancy you didn't have in the first place. But her plan so far seemed to be going smoothly, nobody seemed to be coming for her to call her out on everything being fake so even if Emre was pissed, she still got away with it.

That is until the familiar voice came flitting by on the air with a harsh accusatory question. Great, of course Kaz was lurking around, eavesdropping with impeccable timing. "You know it's not nice to listen in on other people's conversations." She answered back, as if she didn't do that on the daily, as if she hadn't already done much worse.

"Why don't you mind your own business? This doesn't concern you so you can just move along." She waved her hand in the air as she sent her message his way, as if a verbal message on the wind would pick up her hand movements as well. But she knew that Kaz wasn't going to simply leave her alone, whether she asked him nicely or not so Lina at least sat up to prepare herself for Kaz unnecessarily stepping in.

~

Kaz walked to Lina's front door and pushed it open. He leaned against the frame. "It's not nice to listen to conversations," seemingly an agreement. Then a beat. "It's also not nice to lie to people and tell them you're pregnant with their kid." 

Georgie pulled the same shit on a teenage Kaz. Early on, her first lie and, all things considered, the least harmful of the them. He was smart enough to leave her for a while. Dumb enough to go back, his own fault. 

This wasn't Georgie-- her level of lying near delusional. To hurt herself, mostly. Kaz couldn't say what Lina's aim was. "You've got to tell him."

~

Yeah, it didn't seem like Kaz was going to be minding his own business here. Lina crossed her arms across her chest and when he said that she had to tell Emre that she was lying, she raised her eyebrows at him, giving an indignant look.

"Excuse me? I don't have to do anything." She protested, because who was he to tell her what she should do. "It's already settled, why should I say anything? It's not like it'll change the outcome, he's still not getting a baby." To Lina, her little pregnancy era was over, and she successfully pulled off this lie, so there was absolutely no reason to come clean. Even if Kaz knew it had all been fake, he wasn't going to make her fess up.

"And why the hell do you care? Hoping to be an uncle or something? There's no reason to tell him I was lying, what's done is done and I have no interest in saying anything when it was executed so flawlessly." She shrugged, knowing in her mind she had a good reason for doing what she did, and owning up to it would be like admitting defeat. "So like I said. Mind your own business."

~

Kaz watched Lina's train barrel ahead with no care if a car had stalled on the tracks ahead or not. Let her go on. That old saying, you can live without sex but not without a good rationalization. Or something like that. 

Lips pursed, his head wobbled. "Doesn't matter why I care. But now three people know the truth. Or more?" Who else might be complicit, he didn't know. "Not fair to let him walk around not knowing." 

Kaz stayed glued to the doorway but his eyes scanned around, in case something of his, that they stole, happened to be lying around. 

And then his attention returned to Lina. "But if it's settled, well. Then how was it settled?" 

~

"I'd say it matters seeing as you're here to bother me about it." Lina shot back, annoyed and much more interested in turning things onto him rather than be stuck on her misdeeds. She nearly scoffed at his reasoning that it wouldn't be fair to leave Emre in the dark about all this, as if she cared about what was fair. "Right, like he deserves fairness. Like he doesn't thrive on lying and hurting people." 

Lina easily believed that she had been wronged by Emre, so of course what she did was justified. Telling Emre the truth didn't need to play a part in this and Kaz wasn't going to suddenly change her mind about that.

"I don't need to tell you anything about what happened, you know. It's none of your business! And you don't need to come here and save Emre's feelings either. He's a big boy and I'm sure he's gone through much worse things than being lied to by someone he's slept with." He threw his little temper tantrum, sure, but he would get back to his normal swagger and attitude soon enough. "He'll get over it. And frankly, your idea of telling him the truth is just gonna make it even worse for him. Let him move on and forget about it instead of upsetting him even more." 

Of course, Lina didn't care about more hurt feelings, but maybe the heart Kaz had that wanted her to fess up so badly would also care about Emre's wellbeing.

~

Brows rose and fell to her first remark. One did not need to get in the weeds of picking apart every comment. The second one though... "He lied and hurt you then? How? So this is your revenge?" 

Kaz bobbed his head. "He is a big boy. But if I heard what you said without even bothering to listen, other air attuned in the area did too. Ones even nosier than me." 

Let him move on and forget. He paused, the heat of Emre's viciousness flashed over his neck. "See, that's the real problem here. Could've not bragged about it. A secret is only kept by one, yeah? Now more people know. Not right to let someone walk unaware around while others have heard all this." 

His teeth scraped over his lower lip. "And, frankly..." to echo Lina. "You'd do better to explain it yourself. Now, if you absolutely don't want to, I'm recording this." A hand rested over a pocket of his shorts. He had been a journalist once. Accuracy came straight from someone's mouth versus paraphrased words. "You don't want to bother? I can let him listen to this conversation."

~

Kaz continued to stand there in her doorway, asking her question after question as if Lina had any interest in giving him any more information than he already picked up on. "I'm going to say this again. This-" She swirled her hands around, gesturing to refer to the situation she was in. "Is none of your business. Coming to my place to ask me questions like this is some kind of interview? Why would I tell you anything?" Why would he believe anything she might come up with to explain why she pretended to be pregnant in the first place?

"Please. First of all, I have a feeling most of the other air attuned people aren't as savvy with the hearing thing as we are. And second, nobody could possibly be nosier than you."

Maybe he was right that she shouldn't brag, if anything, she was just expressing relief to Alex that she didn't have to put up the facade anymore. But now she was being faced with a taste of her own medicine it seemed. "Didn't realize you were such a force for justice around here. There's no baby whether I lied about it or ended the pregnancy for mine and the child's safety, so why get in the way of whats already done?"

Her eyes narrowed as they darted down to the pocket he was gently patting. No way he was recording them right now. "You're bluffing." She scoffed as she took a step closer to him. He had to be, he was clever, sure, but Lina didn't even walk around with recording devices on her so why would he? "If you're recording this why even give me the ultimatum, then? Just go play it for him if you want him to know the truth so badly."

~

“Oh, I’m finding out there is someone much more nosy than me.” The identity clear in a mirror, if Lina had one. She kept wanting to know why, and Kaz had already given the answer. And Lina wasn’t an idiot. 

She accused him of bluffing. Even his basic phone had voice memos on it. Kaz kept his gaze firm on her. “Guess you’ll find out when I play it for him. Thought you’d want to do upfront damage control. Handle it privately.” Kaz most definitely would, but alright Lina. “I was trying to spare you…” A quick smile sharp around the edges, there one second and gone the next. “Titanic lady was really on to so much, damn should’ve listened to her.” A nod. “But what d’ya think would happen if everyone found out about these lies you tell? No more people to play with, hm?” 

His fingers snapped in decision. “Okay. We can do that too. I gave you choices and you give me none, so guess that’s the deal.” Kaz took a few steps backwards out the door. “I’ll play everything back for him and it’ll be all over. Like ripping a band-aid off. You can even thank me for saving you the trouble.” 

~

Lina was still trying to figure out how she wanted to handle this. Obviously she didn't want Kaz going around outing her for what she did. But it wasn't like she wanted to tell Emre either. He was already pissed off that she didn't want him to be around for the fake procedure, she wasn't sure she wanted to see what he'd do to her for making the entire thing up. So maybe private damage control was the best solution, but she was pretty sure telling Emre anything wouldn't control any of the damage that had been done. 

"You keep yourself busy around here your way, I have my own ways. Sure, maybe I keep myself entertained in a less...conventional way. And this one went a little too far, I'll admit that, but is it really such a big deal that you need to try and expose me to everyone? Nobody is dead. Or physically injured. Emre knows I'm not having a baby, this is probably the best outcome for everyone so why ruin that?” 

She assumed Kaz had a heart, that he didn't want to be the one to unveil the truth to Emre out of whatever loyalty he had to him. But Kaz agreed with her, deciding he would let Emre know the truth. He didn't look like he was bluffing and if he was really recording and ready to take her down, she didn't want to test it. "Fine, fine! You want options? How about we make a deal then? I'll get back that thing Alex stole from you, because that's what you want, right? You're pissed about us snooping in your things and taking something. So I get it back to you, you delete your recording and we're even."

~

Lina did her best to reason, and Kaz had reached the end of the line on the conversation. He turned to walk back and stood steps away. A message whispered so only she could hear, through gritted teeth. "Here's the thing. It's not entertainment to fuck with someone's head with that kind of lie. And it's no longer a secret. Because more people than just you know." 

And secrets tended to spread. Today three people knew, tomorrow who could say. Kaz didn't want Emre to walk around like that. Alex was enough, and holy shit. A disaster waiting to happen. 

"Once again, you are not going to trade me what is already mine. My property, that you stole. Same answer as last time. No." The admission was excellent though. "Tell him. Today. Get it over with. I got nothing more to say." He didn't.

~

Lina had no way to argue. They had much different ideas about what they considered to be entertaining. So what was she going to say? Actually, lying about being pregnant with someones baby is a lot of fun and everyone should try it? No, obviously not. This wasn't even meant to be a fun lie for her when she blurted it out in the first place. It was petty of her to accuse Emre of getting her pregnant after he embarrassed her and insulted her, laughing in her face when she was at what she considered a low point. 

But it wasn't something Lina could explain and be met with understanding. She made a bad, impulsive decision, and she followed through with it. She couldn't expect anyone to feel bad for her so it made more sense to play it as an intentional attack on her part. 

She wasn't going to stop Kaz from storming off, even if she felt like her trade was a good one. If this zippo was so important it shouldn't matter that she was trying to trade him for his own belongings. It was in Alex's possession now, not Kaz's at the very least he could have gotten it back sooner and easier if he just agreed. "Nice chatting with you then. Have an invitation next time you show up on my doorstep, though." she sent back to him, letting out a scoff at his demands that she tell Emre immediately. Get it over with. Right. If she was going to tell him, she'll tell him if and when she damn well felt like it.

END.

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[theatregorl]

Drunken confessions

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Catalina was trying to enjoy her night out with Jane. (her best friend and long time crush.)

But no. Some idiots had to ruin it.

Jane had gone to the bathroom twenty minutes ago and she was yet to come back. At this point Catalina had started to get a bit worried about the blonde. Normally The blonde was trustworthy alone anytime, she knew how to keep herself safe, but when drunk it was a different story.

Catalina got up and went to go look for her. Right as she started approaching the bathroom. Two wasted guys were talking to Jane, One was buying her a bunch of drinks, and the other was grabbing her wrists while she was trying to get away. The blonde tried to yell for help, but her voice got lost to the noisiness of the bar.

Catalina rushed to her friend's help.

“Hey,” She yelled at the guys, “Get off of her,” Lina Grabbed the guy who was grabbing Jane and kicked him in the stomach. The guy doubled over in pain so Catalina pulled Jane away from him while she had the chance.

“Stay the fuck away from us!” She screamed, turning around and leading a very drunk Jane out the door.

Jane swayed while she walked, “Linaaa, those guys were scaryy,” she slurred, hugging Catalina, Jane’s eyes began to well up “And they gave me a LOT to drink. I don't feel good.”

Catalina looked at the blonde woman, sympathy in her eyes, “I’m sorry mi amor, I should have come to look for you sooner,” She said, putting her arm around Jane.

“It wasn’t your fault, Those bastards were being BAD.” Jane responded, pulling a very flustered Catalina closer to her.

Catalina chuckled, “Yes, they were being very ba–”

“You’re really pretty. Ya know that?” Jane smiled, leaning against Catalina.

“I– you– you think I’m pretty?” Catalina stuttered.

“Ya, You’re fuckin gourgous. Now are we gonna uber home? Why are we walking?”

“Jane we live a block away, I don’t think we need an uber driver to drive us that far, I would hate to waste their time.”

“You’re also like, suuuuuuper nice. I think that's why I love you,” Jane slurred out.

“You–you love…me?” Catalina’s eyes widened, but Jane meant it in a platonic way, right? “You mean like as a friend right?”

“No silly, I love, love you. Like people do when they get married!” Jane said, still a huge grin on her face.

Catalina tried to convince herself it wasn’t happening, not that she didn’t want it to be happening, but Jane was drunk, people say stupid things when they’re drunk.

“Linaa, do you like girls?” Jane questioned, seeing the flustered look on the Spaniard's face.

“Yes I like girls Jane, I’m a lesbian remember? We’ve discussed this.”

“Cool. I like girls too, but also guys ya know? I’m Biisexuaal!” She said drunkenly.

Catalina laughed, almost forgetting to stop at their house, “We’re here,” She said to Jane, guiding her up the steps onto the porch.

“Ya. But really, I do love you Lina, In a gayyy wayyy,” Jane spoke, starting to laugh at the way her crush blushed.

“Tell me that when you’re sober, Jane.” Lina said unlocking the door, “huh, guess no one else is home yet.”

“No, I won’t,” Jane replied.

“Uh-huh and why is that?” Catalina asked.

“Cause when I’m sober I’m too afraid. I don’t like me when I’m sober.” Jane said, walking into the house.

Lina sped up to catch Jane as she started to fall over, “Why is that love?”

“Well I’m too scared to say things I wanna say that's why I do it now. And also I cry a lot and get nervous and I think people don’t like me. But like when I drink it's all finee.”

“Really?” Catalina had never realized how insecure Jane really was.

“Ya. Also when I’m with you.”

“When you’re with me what?”

“I feel safe. And you make me happy and not sad.” Jane said, leaning against Catalina again.

“I do?” The first queen questioned one more.

“Yea. Cause normally I think people don’t think I’m strong like you and the rest of the queens, but you make me feel strong and really good.” The blonde waited a moment and then added, “Can you carry me up the stairs Lina, pleeaasee?”

Catalina stood there for a moment, blinking, then she replied, “Sure,” and scooped Jane into her arms.

When the two reached Jane’s bedroom, Lina laid Jane down on her bed.

“Now change and get to sleep, we stayed out late tonight,” Catalina looked at the clock, which read 1:34 am. “Goodnight Jane, sleep well.”

“Wait,” Jane called, “Pleaseee stay? You can sleep with me!”

Catalina stood there, wide eyed.

“Not like that, Ya nasty!” Jane laughed, throwing a pillow at her, which Lina threw right back.

“Okay, but I need to change first.”

“Kayy,” Jane responded as Lina walked back to her own room.

When both girls had changed, they laid down in Jane’s bed.

“Jane, are you sure you’re comfortable like this?” Lina questioned, her arms wrapped around the shorter woman’s waist.

“Yea, are  you?” Jane responded.

“Yes I jus– hey is that the picture you took of us before that one roller coaster?” She asked, pointing to the picture, framed on Jane’s nightstand.

“Yea cause sometimes when you’re busy or somethin’ and I’m upset it calms me down cause it's you and me and we were super happy then.” Jane said, then added, “M'kay goodnight Lina.”

Catalina smiled, “Goodnight Jane.”

____________

The next day, Jane woke up first.

She rolled to her side, about to get out of bed, then she realized that Lina was in the bed with her.

As she stood up, the past night’s event’s replayed in her mind. Some idiots had gotten her drunk while she was out with Lina.

“Lina!” Jane whisper-yelled. Oh lord. Oh dear lord. Jane had confessed everything to Lina the prior night. Her love for the Spaniard, how Lina’s presence was calming to her, how she secretly liked getting drunk, and how insecure she really was.

“No no no!” She muttered.

Jane ran downstairs, desperate to get away from Lina before she woke up.

When Jane got to the kitchen, Cathy and Anne were already downstairs.

“Morning Jane,” Cathy said, coffee in one hand, Anne’s hand in the other.

“Morning Cathy,” Jane replied

“So Jane,” Anne started “I saw that you and Lina–”

“ANNE!” Jane screamed, “Uh will you please see me in the other room,” She nodded towards the living room.

“Uh, sure,” was Anne’s response.

The two walked to the other room and sat down on the couch.

“Last night I went to a bar with Lina and I got drunk and on the way back I said a lot of really, really weird things that I shouldn’t have told her . also I convinced her to sleep in my bed with me, and I probably made her so, so uncomfortable. I confessed that I loved her and a lot of other, really, really weird things. Dear God she probably hates me now.” Jane spurted out. It was more word vomit than conversation, but Anne understood.

“Oh dear lord Jane, you, you really shot your shot with her didn’t ya?”

“Anne, this is not the time! My best friend hates me and she knows my secrets now!” Jane lectured.

Anne grew a confused look on her face, “So did Lina tell you she hates you? Or…”

“Well not exactly, she went along with everything last night, and when I got up she was still sleeping. But I know she will,” Jane replied.

“I mean you really don’t but–”

“Well I’m going to sneak into my room, grab clothes, change into them in the bathroom down here. Then, I’m going grocery shopping and after that I will be in my room until the show,” Jane said, standing up.

“Just TALK to her Jane!” Anne said, “I’ll go grocery shopping while you do.”

“No Anne. I can’t. I just can’t do it now.”

And with that she made her way to her room.

When Jane had finished changing, She quickly grabbed her keys, trying her best to remain unseen she–

“Hey Jane, can we talk?” Lina asked her after popping out of nowhere.

Jane stuttered “I uh–well I need– I can’t right now sorry.” She tried to push past the first queen but Lina grabbed her wrist

“Jane about last nigh–”

“Nope, nope nope,” Jane said, breaking out of the Spaniard's grasp.

She walked out of the door, leaving the first queen alone and confused.

____________

Jane had managed to avoid Lina all day. Now she had until after the show and she could go to sleep and temporarily forget about it.

Lina walked into the third queens dressing room, “Jane we need to talk about what happe–” but of course she had been cut off once more.

“Places everyone, places,” The stage manager called, her voice flooded the queens earpieces.

“Lina I swear after the show we can talk about it but right-”

“Fine but you have to promise,”

“I do,” Jane promised.

____________

When the queens got home, Lina brought Jane into her room.

“Jane we need to talk–”

“I know, I know, Jesus, that's all you’ve said to me for the last 12 hours!” Jane exclaimed.

“Well at least I tried to talk to you!” Lina retorted.

“Can we just not fight please? Look, I got drunk last night and said a bunch of stuff I didn’t mean to say, I’m not sure there’s anything more to talk about.” Jane explained, sitting down on Lina’s bed.

Finally Lina decided just to go for the big question “Jane, do you love me? In like, a gay way?”

Jane flushed red hearing the exact words she had said the previous night, “Well– I mean– I d– see uh–” She stopped stuttering when Lina started holding her hands. “To be honest, yes I am in love with you. In a gay way,” She could of ended it there, but then some word vomit came up, “I wanted to tell you sooner but I was afraid since you don’t feel the same way you would not want to be around me anymore because the last thing I want to do is lose you. And I’m sorry for avoiding you but I know that after all the other things I said I assume you would realize how dysfunctional I really am and yo–”

“–I’m gonna stop you right there love,” Lina interrupted, wiping away one of Jane’s tears, “ If you had told me you were in love with me, I would never have stopped talking to you. I love you too, and I understand that life can be rough sometimes, so I won’t judge you for anything else you said. You were actually quite cute when you were drunk.”

“Wait, you love me too?” Jane questioned, “So like, we’re in love?”

“Uh yea I guess,” Lina answered.

“So uh,” Jane mumbled something incoherent.

“What was that love?” Lina asked.

Another incoherent mumble.

“What are you saying?”

“So uh do you wanna be girlfriends?” Jane blurted, “I mean like we don’t need to tell everyone right away. And like of course we don't have to at all you don’t–”

“Yes.”

“What?”

Yes. I mean I’m not sure how I feel about telling everyone, I'm still not that comfortable with like, the media and stuff,” Lina responded.

“Okay same, so like, we could take it one step at a time?”

“Yea, Like maybe we could go to dinner, then walk on the beach on like Saturday?”

“Sounds perfect!” Jane beamed.

Lina hugged Jane, “So uh, can I– can I kiss you?”

“Yes!”

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[kindnessisweakness2]

Perfect Chaos- PART 4

30 minutes later, Angel watched as Riley and Jake walked into the the clubhouse. All he wanted to do was to take her hand and leave with her. His stomach twisted nervously as they both approached him. Did Jake know about them? Is this where it all kicks off and Angel can finally tell her how he feels? "Hey guys." Riley spoke quietly, trying to avoid eye contact with Angel as much as she could. "Hey RyRy!" Lina grinned as she pulled her friend into a tight hug, sticking her middle finger up at Jake, and moving back to her place on Coco's lap. Rolling his eyes Jake didn't acknowledge the group. Giving Riley an anything but gentle nudge towards Angel, Jake glared at them both. "I think you have something to say." He prompted her. Riley's eyes widened in shock. He really was going to make her do this. Rileys heart broke a little more and her eyes softened as she looked at the man she cared for but would never be able to have. "Y-Yeah. S-S-Sorry for last night. I shouldn't have asked you for the lift home. I'm a stupid idiot and I should've just walked home. It won't happen again. I'm really really sorry Angel." Everyone fell silent, shocked at Riley’s apology. Angel shook his head as he watched Jakes smile widen. “Your not stupid. If he was any kind of man he wouldn’t leave his girl with no way of getting home safe.” Lina Spoke up, making Jake roll his eyes. “I had club stuff to take care of. There was a meeting. Riley knows club takes priority.” Riley stayed silent the entire time. She wasn’t getting involved with this argument, she knew she would pay for it later if she did. “I need to speak to some people. Stay here. Ill let you know when we can leave.” And with that Jake disappeared away from the group. Taking a deep breath, thankful that he was gone, Riley took a seat next to Lina & Coco and gratefully accepted the beer that Gilly Passed to her. “You shouldnt let him speak to you like that, RyRy.” Shaking her head, Riley scoffed at her best friend, the last few days shes had that many different emotions run through her heart she can’t take much more. She’d had enough. “Not everyone is lucky enough to have a perfect relationship. Your Boyfriend may think the sun shines out your arse but mine? Fuck, mine hates me. And he should. Because im a shitty person.” Sighing loudly as tears welled in her eyes threatening to spill over. “Just like my mom said. Riley-Jayne Atkins, the family fuck up.” Downing the last of her beer, she placed the empty bottle on the floor near the chair and got up. Silently making her way into the club house she made her way to the bathroom. 

“What the fuck?” Coco questioned as Riley walked off. “She needs to get the fuck away from him.” Lina nodded in agreement but stayed quiet. It was that moment, as the silence settled around the rest of the group that Lina realised how damaged her friend actually was. How much emotional damage she carried. Both from family and Jake’s inconsistent love. Angel couldnt believe it. He didnt know what was worse. Riley’s forced apology or Jakes attitude. Standing up without a word, Angel followed in the direction Riley went. He wasn’t going to let her leave without speaking to her. Last night meant so much to him and waking up to her gone hurt him more than he would like to admit. He couldn’t walk away, not now. 

And there she was, leaning against the wall in the hallway that divided the bathroom from the stock room, staring intently at her phone. “Hey.” Angel spoke softly trying not to startle her. Goosebumps flooded Riley’s arms as she heard his voice. Even though she knew how wrong it was for her to feel this way, as much as she tried to resist it, her body reacted instantly to him. Her body betrayed her. “Hey, Im sorry for last night. All of it. Ive caused so many problems, made it so awkward for you. Im an embarrassment.” Angel gently stepped forward and grabbed her hand before she could cover her blushing face. “Will you stop apologizing? Despite what that asshole has made you believe you’ve done nothing wrong.” Riley shook her head fiercely. “Ofcourse i have! I’ve cheated. This is gonna cause issues for the club. Do you know what he will do to you if he finds out?” Angel smirked at Riley. “How many times do i have to tell you? I can take care of myself Baby.” Placing his hands on either side of her face, Angel tried to calm an anxiety ridden Riley. Groaning in frustration, she shook her head. “You don’t understand. Its not that he cares about me. Its not about me. YOU, someone he cannot stand, have had something he considers his. He will hurt you Angel.” Closing her eyes tight, Riley took another deep breath. “And i dont think i could cope with that. Especially as i know it would be because of me.” Before Angel could even respond, he watched Riley’s eyes widen in fear at the sound of Jake’s voice coming closer to the hallway. Thinking fast Angel wrapped his arm around Riley and pulled her into the stock room, locking the door behind them. Riley’s heart pounded so hard she thought it was going to rip from her chest, and she couldn’t for the life of her work out whether it was from the excitement of being so close to Angel or the fear of being caught by Jake. Pulling away from her place in Angel’s arms she took a step back, squeezing her eyes shut when her back hit the door. Without missing a beat Angel filled the space, pressing her against the door further. Gasping at the sparks that flooded through her body, Riley shook her head at Angel. “We can’t-” Angel cut her off, pulling her into a passionate kiss that left her breathless quickly. “For just one second. Only one. Think about what it is YOU want. Forget Jake, forget what he’ll do. Forget club. Fuck everything. I know this has happened fast and i didnt exactly picture it going this way either. But for once think about yourself. How you feel.” The silence that followed felt like it lasted hours as she stood there looking at him, when in reality it was probably only 2 minutes. It felt heavy. Full of emotions and pain. And it felt like the weight of it settled on Angel’s chest. Stepping back to give her her space Angel racked his brain and mentally kicked himself. Fuck. He read this all wrong. The sting of rejection hurt like nothing else. His worse fear came to light. The girl he’d loved secretly for so long had the ability to crush him in seconds. And she did. 

#angel reyes fanfiction #mayans mc imagine #angel reyes imagine #angel reyes x reader

[alexeiadrae]

Thoughts on J-Novel Translation of The Slayers: The Long Way Home, Ch 2

-There is so much about Lina and Gourry’s relationship to shift through and explore and squee over here!

-Regarding the question of whether or not Gourry can read, I feel the evidence in this chapter points to no. He’s able to recognize written writing to the point of assuming that Bronco’s handwriting is poor where Lina realizes that it’s a slightly different alphabet. Gourry assumes that Lina can’t read it and is surprised when she says that she can figure it out. It’s possible that Gourry wasn’t able to figure it out but I think it strongly implies that Gourry can’t read at all. He doesn’t seem to try and Lina doesn’t point out individual phonemes to clarify it or anything (ie: see this? It’s like an r rotated by 90 degrees and makes a similar sounds), rather she points to the labels on the map and how she’s able to point out things from that.

-Lina and Gourry’s finances seem to be one and the same by now, and Lina is the one managing them. Gourry is pretty much straightforward asking her whether they have the funds to get home.

-And everything about the scene with Lina and Gourry talking about being homesick is wonderful. Lina handles the pragmatics of traveling, they both share the weight of the fighting (and people tend to underestimate Gourry there because Lina’s spells are so flashy, but Lina points out that he puts in more work there), meanwhile Gourry really takes charge of taking care of Lina’s emotional needs. Gourry notices that she’s not feeling happy and she first tries to insist that she’s fine but realizes that she can’t hide it from him. Gourry suggests that she’s homesick and Lina initially says that she was more adrift before she met Gourry, implying that he provided a sense of grounding and stability for her, so basically what I hear is that he is her home, OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!

-Gourry is so damn good for Lina! And he could totally be a counselor. He is so good at helping her admit her feelings and understand the needs and reasons behind them, which does bring about the relief that Lina describes feeling after talking with him. No other character is so focused on taking care of Lina the way that he is and that is why this is the best ship ever.

-Gourry sure doesn’t let her get deep with him though. She says she knows he’s from Elemekia but when she starts to probe he deflects.

-Given the anime, novel Lina has a surprising modest streak about her abilities. She’s uncomfortable being referred to as Lady Lina by Ran.

-And Ran does have some suspicious elements. Her whole entrance was a big whole pay attention to me thing and like Eris she projects this clueless girl who ran away from home image but turns out to be a competent fighter.

#the slayers #slayers novels #hajime kanzaka #slayers translated #slayers translations #j-novel club #lina inverse #gourry gabriev #lina x gourry #Gourrina #Gourrina galore #best ship ever #ran (slayers)

[conventionalwisdomcomic]

Weekly Anime Comics: Slayers Next - page 2

Okay, since I don't think I'm doing a good job of explaining this (quite ironic), let's do this again: Episode 2 of Slayers Next begins with Lina's voice over providing a quick recap of what happened in episode 1.  However, underneath that audio, there's a montage of clips playing that show Amelia's entourage from Seyruun bringing her some luggage, allowing her to change out of the beat-up Princess clothes she had on in episode 1 and into the familiar white pajamas we're used to seeing her in.  I appreciate them actually showing these moments, because I'm ABSOLUTELY the kind of pedantic nerd who'd ask questions if she just suddenly appeared in a different outfit.  But at the same time, I also understand that an episode's runtime is limited, and NORMAL PEOPLE don't need this extra bit of continuity.  With that in mind, showing this unimportant bit of continuity during the same time that the episode gets its recap out of the way is an economic optimization of that limited time available.

...BUT YOU TOTALLY GET HOW I'D BE CONFUSED, RIGHT?  Decades of anime -heck, just TV in general- has conditioned me to assume that any footage playing under the "here's what happened last time" spiel are actually clips from that last time.  Add in the fact that these shots are both quick-cut and dialog free, and it honestly does LOOK like they're sniped out of a larger scene.  Finally, remember what I said last week.  I've re-watched the first Slayers a lot over the years, but this the first time I've watched Next since the very first time I saw the show.  It's entirely within the realm of possibility that there COULD have been a post-credits final scene in episode 1 that I forgot to watch the first time around.  I've legit done that before, so the precedent exists...

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[reine-du-sourire]

Knight to E4 - Chapter 2 - AstraLowelle - Batman - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

Bruce rants to Selina, who is not helpful.

@diddle-riddle @riddlesbat

"...and so we've been meeting in the library and playing chess and working on my report," Bruce finishes. He can practically hear Selina listening intently on the other end of the line. "And Lina, he beats me most of the time. I only won about three games!"

A laugh. Selina laughs a lot at the things Bruce says, usually not unkindly. "Bruce, honey, you are the only guy I know who gets excited over losing chess games. You’re an unbelievable nerd."

"You say that all the time."

"I mean it all the time! I can't believe you managed to make a friend with that little stim toy of yours!"

"He's not really my friend," Bruce corrects. He doesn't fight the part about the chess plate and pieces serving as stim toys. "We're... study partners, I guess. And chess opponents. He's really good."

"You're an unbelievable nerd."

"Lina, I need help! I finally got him to agree to come and he's coming over here tomorrow after school! What do I do?"

"Did you really?" Selina purrs. "Look at that! My little Brucie's making friends and inviting them over! Did Alfred die of shock, or pride? Or both, actually."

"We- I just offered, yesterday, said he- Edward, I mean- might like the library here, and he said over his dead body. I asked again today and he said he would think about it, and then he did this coup de fouet with his queen and put me in check, and..." Bruce trails off. "Alfred said that he was very pleased and that while he was glad it came in handy, I still shouldn't be lugging my board everywhere."

Selina chuckles. She's well aware of the ongoing battle between boy and butler.

Bruce plays with the edge of his hoodie string.

"So what do I do?" he asks finally, and flops backward onto his bed.

"About him coming over?"

"Yeah. Do I change my clothes? What should I do? What do people do when they have friends over?"

"You said it, not me."

"Lina!"

Selina giggles. A thought hits Bruce.

"I could ask Alfred to make us snacks," he offers proudly. "Like when you come over. What do you think?"

"I think it's a great idea," Selina agrees. She pauses. "In case you're wondering, he likes peanut butter and anything pumpkin."

"How do you know that?"

"You think you’re the only one who calls me to rant? Eddie and I have been friends for years."

In lieu of a heart attack, Bruce nearly drops the phone. A string of words Alfred would definitely not approve of tumble from his lips. "Lina!"

She giggles again. "It's kinda hilarious, actually, listening to you both. I can't decide which of you more desperately needs a brick to the head."

"I can't believe you didn't tell me you were friends! What does he say? Does he talk about me?"

"About stupid Bruce Wayne with his stupid eyes and stupid little chess set and stupid report and his stupid knight move that he still can't figure out? I mean, Eddie doesn't always say stupid, but you get the idea."

That knight move is still the only one Edward's never managed to beat. It gives Bruce a little spark of pride. He assumes that's why Edward still helps him out; they've played endless games in between questions and edits and research.

"...cool," Lina's saying, and Bruce quickly tunes back in. "Don't stress. I know you like having everything planned out perfectly, but Eddie's kind of a loose cannon."

Interesting.

"In a weird, OCD way. So anyway, he's going home with you right after school?"

"No. He said he'd walk over at five. I offered to get him a car but he wouldn't let me."

"That's Eddie. He likes to have an escape plan. And he really hates relying on people."

That sounded familiar.

"So he's coming at five."

"Yeah. I can't believe you didn't tell me you were friends."

"And spoil all the fun? No way."

"Does he know we're friends? You and me, I mean?"

"Nope!"

Bruce sighs. That's Selina, all right.

"So snacks. What else?" she encourages. "And no, you don't have to change your clothes."

"Snacks... the library? I don't know, I called you for help! And you're not really giving it."

"Is that any way to speak to your wingwoman, Brucie? I think not."

"Maybe I'll just ask Alfred."

"Definitely ask Alfred. And don't stress so much, seriously."

"I can't."

"Yeah, I know. But when all else fails, there's still your chess set."

Bruce isn't sure if that's supposed to be a joke, but it's probably the best idea Lina's given him all afternoon.

#batman #riddler #edward nygma #edward nigma #bruce wayne #high school au #high school #selina kyle #catwoman

[countrymusiclover]

98 - The Family Falling Out

Part 99

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

New Orleans - 4 years ago

Stepping onto the porch of Mary the crescent werewolf leader I knocked on the door. Raelyn had called me a few hours ago saying that they had come to the school complaining that the wedding should happen soon. "What do you want, Mikaelson!" Mary opened the door aggressively towards me.

"I was informed you paid my wife a visit earlier this morning and I am here to clear some misunderstanding up for you." Putting my hands on the edge of the doorway I stayed outside. "My daughter Alina will only marry Jackson if she wishes to. Whatever power you think you have, remember I can kill you without blinking!"

She raised her head slightly. "I'm not afraid of you, vampire. I have faced creatures like you for a long time."

"Hmm well see that…may I speak with the young lad?" I clicked my tongue, smirking lightly at her.

She glared at me. "Like hell I will allow that!"

Someone walks through the kitchen where I tilted my head to the side. There was a young boy with curly black hair and dark black eyes that stared at me. "Mom, is this Alina's dad?"

"Yes I am, mate." I vamped through the door past his mother standing almost pressed against his chest. "My name is Klaus and you must be Jackson - ah!" I groaned covering my heart seeing an arrow sticking inside my back where I collapsed onto the floor.

Jackson lifts his gaze up to his mother. "Was that really necessary, mom?"

"Yes it was. The Mikaelsons are nothing but trouble." She lowered her crossbow.

It was a few minutes more before Klaus woke up and yanked the arrow out of his heart. "Listen here, bayou wolf. My daughter is the most important thing to me. So if you're not in this to protect her and treat her as family. Then I don't see how your son is worthy of marrying my daughter in the future." He growled, flashing his hybrid eyes at the woman.

"Mr. Mikaelson, I am not in this against my will because my mother forced me to marry Alina." Jackson pushed his mother away from the hybrid. "I have always been attracted to her since I first saw her when we were kids. I don't want to marry her until or if she ever feels the same about me."

"And you vow that if you marry that you will treat her fairly, protect her and follow her wherever she wishes go go?" I questioned the young werewolf wanting to know his intentions with my daughter.

Jackson nodded with a serious look. "Yes, sir."

"Even if she has yet to trigger her werewolf curse?" I gave him one more final test seeing that his mother gave a look of annoyance that Raelyn had yet to tell her that. "Would you still be so devoted to her?"

Jackson nodded in agreement. "Yes, Mr. Mikaelson. I care about her. Not what species she is."

"Good lad. We'll be in touch, Jackson…just Jackson." Placing my hand on his shoulder I headed out the door sending Mary a glare before I slowly started walking through the woods sensing someone behind me. "Alina?"

Her blonde hair was straight and falling down her shoulders wearing a dark black jacket that looked like mine. "Hi dad, can we talk?"

“Lina, you can’t be here.” I warned her.

She put her hands together in front of her, giving me a kind smile. “It's an astral projection, dad. You don’t have to worry. I came here wanting to talk about something…how exactly did you know that you cared about mom?”

“What exactly are you wanting me to tell you, sweetheart?” I asked her crossing her arms over my chest.

She avoided my gaze, dropping it to the dirt sighing heavily where I heard her heart skip a beat. “Humans are naturally supposed to feel love from other people that aren’t related to them by blood. But I don’t know what that feels like…I don’t know I can feel that for Jackson. So I’m asking you…how does it feel to love someone who isn’t your family…”

“Let’s go somewhere more private to have this conversation, honey.” I gestured for her to go first so we could get out of the middle of the woods. This wasn’t something she wanted to talk with her mother about obviously.

Mystic Falls

“So we left on me becoming a vampire heretic and giving birth to my children. What questions do you all still have for me?” I asked glancing back at my class seeing that we were now going through my whole family history after I met Klaus and his family.

One girl with strawberry blonde hair raised her hand. “Mrs. Mikaelson?”

“Yes, Reagan. What’s your question?” I called on the girl.

She put her hand down and back on her desk. “Why exactly are all your daughters different supernatural creatures? I mean you said Hope will be a Tribrid. Alina will be half witch and wolf. Then there’s Melissa who is a heretic like you.”

“Ah I see what you mean.” I smiled at her question thinking it was actually a rather good one. “The best answer that I can give you is it’s because Klaus and I were not born as exactly normal. I was a siphon born with no magic of her own and he was a born bastard werewolf with his mother being the woman who created the entire vampire species.”

Another boy who had just moved here who I think was named Mg raised his hand. He was a dark skin boy with curly black hair. “Mrs. Mikaelson, do you think that Hope and Missy will have a hard time controlling their blood thirst like some average vampires do?”

“That is another great question Milton - uh forgive me MG. I get the whole nickname thing because of my husband and daughter.” I explained putting my notebook on the big desk in the center of the whiteboard. “Anyway I’m not sure. For myself I know I don’t have very good control when I drink from the vein. But what I can say is everyone is different-“

The classroom door gets flung open by magic and everyone including me turns their head to see Missy stomp up to me getting in my face. “I can’t believe you’re splitting me and Alina up!”

“Um that’s all for today. Class dismissal.” I quickly responded by sending everyone out of the room since she was clearly very emotional right now over whatever she claimed I had done to her and her twin sister.

She threw her hands up in the air shouting. “Were you just never gonna tell me that you sent my sister off to marry a werewolf in New Orleans. Basically make us separated for the rest of our lives!”

“Who told you about it and I didn’t do it intentionally sweetheart. It was so that Mary would give up the last werewolf bloodline that we could save your uncles Kol and Elijah. Then they helped bring back your father.” I asked her putting my hands in the pocket of my red leather jacket with my hair in a ponytail.

Missy rolled her eyes moving her body around. “Hope did after Alina came in crying so unsure of herself. But that’s not the point. She’s my twin, my best friend and you’re sending her away from me!”

“Uh Missy how about we talk this over with some hot chocolate.” I tried to calm her down seeing everything in the room started to shake. Over these past few years as they have been getting older I have been seeing what Dahlia was talking about. The dangerous power of the first born Mikaelson witches.

Missy raised her hand, launching me backwards into the student desks with tears running down her face. “I thought you of all people would understand how close twins are. Considering that you and Jacob are the same. But no, you are tearing my world apart..and you claim you are trying to protect me but you’re not!”

“Urgh Missy…I do understand. I miss your uncle everyday. But we can’t let the Hollow take you or your cousin Andrea. What I am doing…it’s for the best.” I grunted pulling myself up and feeling some scraped wounds healing over from the impact she threw me.

Missy clutched her hands into fists sniffing through tears causing the glass windows to shatter. Covering my eyes with my hands I watched her stomp out of the room without another word. “Cut the crap, mom. You’re in hell and completely miserable without dad. We all can see it even if you won’t admit it to yourself. I’m done talking to you!”

“Missy…Missy wait….ah... .Melissa!” I holler her name starting to run after her but I halted in my tracks seeing the destroyed desks and shattered glass around me. Lowering myself to sit down on the ground I leaned my back against the wooden desk.

Taking out my phone I tried to call my husband but I got his voicemail for some odd reason. “This is Klaus, if this is Raelyn I’ll call you back. If it’s anyone else, leave your number and I’l ignore it.”

The phone beeped so I could leave a message. “Nik, it's me. Missy just came in here and destroyed the classroom because I didn’t tell her about Lina’s engagement. And I…I don’t know what to do. I…I freaking can’t breathe without you…so call me….I can’t live like this for much longer. I…I miss you and I love you like hell.” I began sobbing by the end of the message where I just dropped the phone in my lap hanging up.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[emypony]

Every number, lol

ily lmfao

gdi lina

((now i gotta open my own goddamn tumblr to find it smh))

i’ll do edits throughout bcs i go on other questions and i legit like, answer them and go back and add stuff

1. first anime you ever watched

tbh i can’t freaking remember?? Though it might’ve been something on animax. I don’t count pokemon rly bcs i rarely watched it. I think watched thoroughly…???

Frick. Deltora Quest (??) ((god I just remembered I need to hype that too crap)) but I’ll be proud to say front to back as a really long anime is going to be Inazuma Eleven. God I was so trash for it. Saw a few eps on Disney and decided “i want to see this but without this crappy romanian dub thx”

I can’t remember any other anime I watched but amongst the first ones were: Shugo Chara, Princess Tutu (I NEED TO DRAW THIS AS WELL AUGH LINA WHAT’VE U DONE) uhhhhhhhh, Kaleido Star? Zero no Tsukaima (VERY BAD ANIME TO START WATCHING WHEN UR LIKE 13) and other trash stuff like Oran Highschool Host club, Toradora (I didn’t watch the last ep gg me), Brother’s Conflict (another harem AND I DIDN’T WATCH THE LAST EP EITHER GG OMG) and this is all I can remember great…

EDIT: UNDERRATED ELEMENTAL GELADE LIKE DID ANYBODY EVEN HEAR ABT IT like AAAA

look at me i can’t even do one question without rambling this is gonna be long asf

EDIT:::: Shaman King was the first. Used to air dubbed on some non cartoon channel over here and I got hooked.

2. first anime crush

Shun from Bakugan. I’m trash. (yes this was after I found out that it was originally japanese. I think i wanted to watch the jap dub but i couldn’t find it anywhere and i couldn’t take Dan having Naruto’s voice either thx)

Then i discovered Spectra (aka the Brother of that girl from the 2nd season) and i cried bcs how could I choose

3. favorite anime character

Tsurugi Kyousuke and you know it girl

TSUNA FROM KHR (in his more serious form)

ALSO GOKUDERA ^^^^

4. least favorite anime character

fricc. uHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…(inazuma eleven makes everybody lovable I mean…)

5. list all anime you have ever watched (do non finished one count too thx)

NOTE: The ones with * means I didn’t finish them.

I DID THIS IN QUESTION 1 THANKS BUT LET ME ADD SOME

Mob Psycho 100

Shokugeki no Souma**  (in prcess of watching)

Oban Star Racers

Sword Art Online

SMILE PRECURE - it’s so clichee but I love it

Kaichou wa Maid-Sama

K-ON!*

Fruits Basket!!!

Sukitte Ii na yo

edit: Noucome

Dog Days!* (i can’t even what is this anime)

Kamisama Hajimemashita* (THERE’S LIKE A 2ND/3RD SEASON I NEVER KNEW ABUOT)

//screams

SHAMAN KIIIIIIING

DNANGEL AHHHHHHHHH

Beyblade (newer series tho)*

To Love-Ru* (wasn’t my thing but i saw a bit of it)

more Pretty Cure series which I can’t remember tbh

SUGAR SUGAR RUNE //CRYING

Gugure! Kokkuri-san*

6. popular anime you didn’t like

NOTE: I DIDN’T ACTUALLY WATCH MOST OF THESE BUT THE HYPE OVER THEM JUST KILLED IT FOR ME

Vampire…s-something with Vampire? With the Subaru and stuff. 

EDIT::: DIABOLIK LOVERS

LIKE ONLY 1 GUY WAS CUTE AND HAD REASONABLE REASONS BEHIND HIS AGGRESSIVE BEHAVIOR, THE REST WERE JUST F*CKED UP PSYCHOS THANKS

Naruto (I mean first seasons are nice and all but like, it becomes confusing)

One Piece, Fairy Tail, YURI ON ICE , HETALIA ((MISS ME WITH THAT SH*T THX)), Death Note, Attack on Titan, Tokyo Ghoul, Clannad, Boku no Hero Academia, Dragon Ball Z (and what have you), Kuroko no Basket, Haikyuu, Free!, Bleach, Inuyasha, YuGiOh (i’ve seen a bit but meh..), Mirai Nikki, 

//inhales Sailor Moon

idk just not for me, though maybe I should give it a chance??

7. anime you are currently watching

I guess Shokugeki no Souma since I’ve yet to finish s3

But I’m still in IEGO hell rn, rewatching it for the lolzies

8. anime character you are most like

Tenma, ofc. 

9. favorite anime child

uHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Tenma. ;;w;; he’s so precious and doubts himself and I think he’s great  ahhh 

Konoha. She loves animals and she’s kinda cute ouo

idk if there’s more i am really not recent anime trash sorry

10. favorite anime animal sidekick

Kili who’s Jasmine’s(?) -idk if that was her name in the jap version too- crow

I frkin love crows holy danm

Sasuke is such a cute dog save me

11. anime you didn’t expect to like but did

Inazuma Eleven (I don’t even like soccer) , Princess Tutu (I don’t like ballet and it was old af so I literally put it off for watching Shugo Chara), uhhhh idunno anymore

12. anime that should get more attention from others

PRINCESS TUTU I CAN’T STFU ABOUT THIS

Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

INAZUMA ELEVEN ALSO!!!

13. funniest anime you have watched

the one anime with the guy who had to make decisions or else

Noucome? (wikipedia: short for My Mental Choices are Completely Interfering with my School Romantic Comedy) Yeah that’s the one.

Shokugeki no Souma

14. saddest anime you have ever watched

PRINCESS TUTU (screw me, right?)

15. anime you never get sick of watching

INAZUMA ELEVEN THX

16. 10 best animes you have watched

oH COME ON

Inazuma Eleven

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Princess Tutu

Bakugan

Deltora Quest

Sugar Sugar Rune

Noucome

Shokugeki No Souma

Shaman King

i don’t know another one save me

17. biggest anime crush

TSURUGI KYOUSUKE

18.10 worst anime you have watched

how can I even- 

19. favorite anime ships

kYOUTEN

YuuiChi ( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ;)))))) furiously winks)

RanMasa

Ibuki x Shindou ((idk the name of this together lmao))

i don’t have anything more tbh x’D

20. least favorite anime ships

ShinKyou (I’m sorry but how?)

Fakir x Rue (Princess tutu. But like y these 2 srsly they hate each other)

21. anime that made you cry, when

Inazuma Eleven, not sure when but it did. I’m p sure it did

UHHHHHHHHHHHHH

fricc. Princess Tutu defs at the end

22. age you started watching anime/person who introduced you to it.

idk how the hecc I found it but i think i was like 11/12?

23. unpopular character you love

YUUICHI

I mean c’mon we only see him a few times like give the poor guy some love

SARU!!!

24. popular character you hate

Fudou

Idk just… :^) not ma’ thing

25. anime you would recommend to someone who hates anime

i can’t?? my anime choices are literally trash

26. manga you have read all the ways through

i…didn’t read mangas xD

((yes you’re free to kill me now :^))

(((TBH THERE IS ONE. And that’s Nana to Kaoru I think..but it’s nsfw sorta but it was nice as well? like you don’t see that often)))

27. anime you plan to watch in the future

uhhhh crap good question. I had some lists somewhere but idk

28. most upsetting moment in anime, why

WHEN KAZEMARU LEFT THE TEAM LIKE AAAAAAAA MY BOY

When Shun from bakugan cut his hair but damn he was still hot

THE CUTE BOY FROM DELTORA QUEST WHO WAS SUCH A CINNAMON BUN TURNED OUT TO BE SOME MONSTER FREAK LIKE HOW DARE YOU

29. anime that deserves another season

PRINCESS TUTU

DELTORA QUEST (THERE WERE 3 BOOKS BUT THEY ONLY MADE ONE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

FRUITS BASKET AAAAAAAAH

i can’t think of more

30. one anime conclusion you would change

((SPOILERS))

Princess Tutu: MAKE AHIRU GODDAMN HUMAN SERIOUSLY I WANT TO SEE MY SHIP SAIL AUGHHJKFGBG

I FREAKING HOPE I DIDN’T MISS ANY AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

#this is too long #god dammit lina #why did you do this to me #i love you though #ask me questions people but like not lina over here #neither these questions either cuz im not answering them again fo sho

[serpenteve]

so i still hate book!mal 😒

I'm almost done re-reading the Grisha trilogy (because I hate myself) and I kept getting annoyed by how so many of Mal's lines that Bardugo clearly thought were "romantic" and swoon-worthy are literally just telegraphing how possessive, toxic, narcissistic, selfish and entitled he is?

I don't think I can fully express how completely she failed in trying to endear this character to me because so much of what he says and does reminds me of the toxic and controlling people I've known 😬

Note: This has nothing to do with m*lina shippers. This post is not for you. You guys can ship what you want and it's none of my business. This is just an examination of the book character's dialogue and why I (and many other people) felt uneasy about him.

part one: shadow & bone

We see the first glimpse of Mal's possessiveness and jealousy when he first encounters Alina at the Little Palace:

"And here you are, safe and sound, dancing and flirting like some cosseted little princess." [...] “Are you happy here, Alina?” The question took me by surprise. “I … I don’t know. Sometimes.” “Are you happy here with him?” [...] “The clothes, the jewels, even the way you look. He’s all over you." [...] “Just admit it,” he sneered. “He owns you.”

Apparently, we're supposed to excuse his blatant slut-shaming and anger because....he's been on a perilous assignment where his friends died and he thought Alina was being tortured. But I fail to see how this makes any sense because if you thought the person you loved was in danger and you'd risked your life just to see them and then discover they are actually safe and sound....would you not be overjoyed and relieved? This whole time you thought they were suffering or in danger but it turns out they're completely safe and cared for!

It's especially telling that instead of asking about anything else, Mal seems particularly interested in Alina's relationship with the Darkling, and maps their relationship dynamic as "ownership" simply because Alina wears black. His vicious tone suggests to me that he's just salty he's not the one "owning" Alina.

The real reason Mal is pissed is because Alina is happy without him (and potentially with another love interest) and he can't stand that because he feels personally entitled to have her.

Later, he admits to ruminating about this moment like an unhinged stalker:

“Do you? That night at the palace when I saw you on that stage with him, you looked so happy. Like you belonged with him. I can’t get that picture out of my head.” “I was happy,” I admitted. “In that moment, I was happy. I’m not like you, Mal. I never really fit in the way that you did. I never really belonged anywhere.” “You belonged with me,” he said quietly.

This passage has always telegraphed Mal's sense of entitlement towards Alina. Prior to her getting whisked away to the Little Palace, Mal showed little romantic affection for Alina. But now that she's the fabled Sun Summoner, he comes off like he thinks he's more entitled to Alina than anyone else simply because they grew up together.

Alina even frankly tells him that she hasn't felt like she belonged with him for a long time. Instead of exploring why that might be, why they might have been on diverging paths, why Mal has made Alina feel like she is unworthy of his romantic feelings until now, Mal goes on what I assume is supposed to be a romantic speech:

"I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don’t tell me we don’t belong together"

Again, this reeks of entitlement and manipulation. This is one of those lines that I see certain m*lina shippers using as proof of how "nice" Mal is but it honestly kind of scares me? He doesn't care about Alina's feelings or want to explore why she felt so distant from him. He's the one in charge and if he did X, Y, Z for Alina then he's entitled to have her and she's just going to have to accept that.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to see you, Alina. But I see you now.”

This specific line on its own doesn't necessarily have to be bad. We've certainly seen variations of this in other media. But combined with his sense of entitlement, how he treats Alina in the later books, and the fact that she needed to transform into a literal sunbeam for Mal to even consider her as a romantic prospect, it just makes me roll my eyes. Why should Alina be the one to look past Mal's obliviousness when he's barely given her the time of day and reacted so negatively at the mere suggestion that she might have found happiness with another man? Why should Alina just forgive Mal's jealousy when he has a reputation for sleeping around that Alina has kindly ignored even though it deeply hurt her?

I don't care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him.”

This is supposed to be Mal's "apology" for his outburst at the Little Palace and I was on-board with it up until the last part. This is another line I see m*lina shippers pointing to as proof that Mal doesn't have a toxic madonna/whore complex and doesn't care about Alina's previous romantic interests. But the problem is that he treats Alina's previous affections for the Darkling as a moral stain on her character. It's a back-handed compliment that amounts to: "I don't care if you had sex with him because I'll still love you, even that stupid and slutty part of you that loved him"

He touched my cheek lightly, and when he spoke again, his voice was low and raw. “I never want to see you in black again.”

Again, this is meant to be romantic but it just makes me feel very uncomfortable. Mal is so hyperfixated on the Darkling "marking" Alina with a color. It would be one thing if Alina is also equally or more perturbed by the color, but she just isn't? Or at least she's not as obsessed with it as Mal appears to be.

#cw: emotional abuse #anti mal #viv metas

[jinx-jade]

The forgotten BlackCat

When the Waynes arrived home to the manor after another tiring charity gala, Alfred, Bruce, and Dick went down to the cave for patrol while the other Wayne's got some sleep. They hadn't expected someone to be in the Batcave. Bruce and Dick tensed, naturally dropping into defensive stances, Alfred just walking over to the computer.

"Apologies Miss Marinette, but I will be needing the computer to monitor Master Bruce's and Master Dick's patrol," Alfred informed her.

"No need to apologize Alfi. I was just using it to pass the time till you guys got back." Marinette claimed, hugging the older gentleman.

"Mom?" Dick questioned, relaxing his body.

"Hey kid, long time no see," Marinette claimed, causing Dick to run over and hug her.

Marinette, Bruce, and Alfred chuckled at his childish antics. Bruce making his way over to greet her.

"I didn't expect you to be home for another year or two," Bruce stated, causing Marinette to roll her eyes at his stiff and awkward greeting before pulling her husband into a kiss.

Dick jokingly gagged, "Ewww! Get a room!" He whined, causing Marinette to raise a brow before he realized his mistake.

"First of all I don't need to know, second of all we have a patrol to get to," Dick claimed, causing Marinette to laugh.

"Will you be joining the Masters on patrol Miss Marinette?" Alfred asked, getting tonight's small vigilante group back on topic.

Marinette looked to Bruce, asking a silent question.

Letting out a sigh, Bruce claims, "It's your choice."

Sometimes Bruce forgets how chaotic his wife is, that tends to happen when your significant other goes away for a six-year mission.

However, it was something you remembered fairly quickly.

Especially when she somehow manages to meet up with her twin sister, Selina Kyle.

“Hey Cats, it looks like the Bat has a Copycat!” Harly said, a bit confused. Ivy raised a brow towards Selina in confusion as well.

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but Lina here is the copycat since I’m the older one and I did the whole Vigilante thing before she did her little villain/ anti-hero thing,” BlackCat claimed with a grin.

“Just because you’re older by a few minutes doesn’t mean you can hang it over my head.” Catwoman responded before hugging her sister.“Glad you made it home safely.”

“Glad to be home,” BlackCat informed her.

Patrol went smoothly besides BlackCat and Catwoman getting into a competition as to who could take down the most criminals.

Catwoman claimed that BlackCat only won due to having magic.

“Speaking of magic, is there any way your magic would prevent us from speaking about you?” Catwoman questioned while they were resting on the edge of a rooftop.

“It’s possible. Why?” BlackCat asked, looking at Catwoman in question before snapping her head to look at Batman and Nightwing.

“None of you have been able to talk about me have you?” BlackCat stated more than asked.

“Nope! Have fun introducing yourself to the other bats!” Nightwing said a mischievous grin on his features as he made his way home.

_________

In the morning Marinette woke up for the first time in a while, in her lover's arms. She turned her body toward him so she could see his face.

"Good morning," Bruce said once Marinette was facing him. The corners of his lips pulled into a small smile.

Marinette smiled lazily at him.

“Good morning,” Marinette agreed, nuzzling closer into his neck. She forgot how warm he was. Almost like her own personal heater.

Bruce chuckled.

“Are you sure you aren’t at least part cat?” He joked, causing Marinette to nip at his neck.

He had forgotten that her love language is biting. However, it reinforced his joke about her being a cat, so Bruce found it entertaining.

“We have to get up in a bit, so please don’t leave too many marks,” Bruce said, rolling them over so he was now on top instead of next to her.

Marinette pouted at him till he pulled her into a kiss, letting her nip at his lips.

They were eventually interrupted by two sharp knocks on the bedroom door.

“Miss Marinette, Master Bruce, breakfast is ready. I also believe the young masters and miss will come looking for Master Bruce if he takes any longer to come down. Something about there being two stray cats instead of one,” Alfred informed them. The couple could hear the amusement in his voice.

“We’ll be down in a minute Alfred,” Bruce claimed with an annoyed sigh.

The couple got dressed and ready for the day before heading downstairs. The bat kids ambushed them at the base.

“Father I demand to know…” Damian trailed off at the sight of an unfamiliar woman. He waited a moment expecting her to leave only for her to raise a brow in response.

The room was silent for a bit before the woman broke it.

“If you’re going to demand something then you should finish your demand so the person you’re demanding from knows you’re serious.” She informed him, causing Damian to scoff.

“Seeing as it’s a family matter I suggest you stay out of it harlot.” Damian sneered with a glare.

It was clear that Bruce was going to step in, but the woman cut him off.

“A family matter you say?” She asked, ignoring the rude comment she made eye contact with Bruce and Dick, amusement clear in her eyes.

“Sorry about Damian here, but he is right that it’s a family matter.” Tim interrupted before Damian could say anything else.

“Aah. My apologies.” The woman said. The bat kids finally thought she was about to leave so they could ask Bruce who the other cat from last night is.

“I don’t believe I introduced myself.” She said, causing them to get a bit annoyed that the woman couldn’t take a hint. “I’m Marinette Kyle-Wayne, Bruce’s wife of nineteen years.”

“What!” One of them said, no one was quite sure who.

Marinette started walking towards the kitchen, “I’m not sure about you but I would hate for Alfi’s food to get cold.”

“Hey, You can’t just say something like that then walk off!” Jason called out to her.

“And why not?” Marinette asked with a raised brow as she disappeared into the dining room.

Bruce let out a sigh before following his wife.

“If you wish to ask questions or eat I suggest we move this to the dining room,” Bruce said, the others following him.

Once everyone was seated the questions started.

“How the f...udge do you have a wife that no one knows about?” Jason asked, censoring himself when he caught Alfred’s eye.

“I knew,” Dick claimed, receiving a glare from everyone who hadn’t known.

“My magic decided to put protection enchantments around me. If you didn’t already know me then you wouldn’t know me. It also made it so you couldn’t talk about me.” Marinette informed them with a shrug before grinning.

“It’s the reason most people were under the impression that my sister Silena was the one in a relationship with Bruce, while no one being able to prove anything more than speculation. Since we look the same and have the same family name it was easy for their minds to fill in the blank with plausible information,” Marinette said, taking a sip of her coffee.

“Magic?” Cass questioned.

“I’m one of the Magic users and researchers for the Justice League,” Marinette answered. “I usually go by BlackCat if that helps your search,” Marinette said looking at Tim, who has the sense to look a little sheepish.

“And the reason we’ve never seen you in the manor?” Barbara asked.

“I was on a two-year research and retrieve mission that turned into a six-year undercover mission, so communicating with people not part of the case was difficult, visiting them was impossible and not allowed,” Marinette informed them.

The questions continued throughout breakfast.

Bruce couldn’t help the small smile he had at the sight of all his family members, home, and safe.

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Writing prompt from @iamthemaribatanon : Brucinette, Fluff, Secret relationship, only Alfred and Dick know they are together

#maribat #marinette is black cat #bruce x marinette #Marinette Kyle-Wayne #Bruce is married

[yemilnisu]

INCORRECT HAIKYUU QUOTES FROM BUZZFEED UNSOLVED PT. 2

nisu entries:

a part two because i said so 🥴 i really enjoy these and you guys seems to enjoy it too i assume 💀 and i may or may not have a part 3 in my drafts ksksks

warning: swearing

「part 1」

Kenma: i don’t think anybody wants to spend any time here (earth)

Kuroo: that! so they (aliens) just blow it up.

Kenma: oh. *shrugs* if that happens, who cares?

Kuroo: i care because i live here!

Kenma: yeah, but then everyone's dead so nothing matters and that's kinda cool. i mean, what a privilege it would be-

Kuroo: you sound like a movie villain right now!

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Suna: i'm not even thinking that. i'm tweetin' and i'm streaming. wait- do i have my significant social media followers?

Osamu: you don’t have any following at this point 'cause you're suna rintaro in the timeline where you're at nasa.

Suna: …oh. i don’t even wanna live.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Matsukawa: you know, this was supposed to be the season of respecting ghosts and every time i've tried to do that, you yell at me to disrespect them.

Oikawa: i'm telling you to be true to who you are.

Matsukawa: i mean, that is certainly valid.

Oikawa: (laughs)

Matsukawa: 'cause i am living a lie otherwise because we're talking to air!

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Akaashi: oh, i see it. there's a bird right there.

Bokuto: oh, there's a bunch up there. hey, bros.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Nishinoya: you know, i didn’t walk down west cell block.

*nishinoya humming and walking to west cell block*

Nishinoya: it's nice over here, i like it.

(high pitched whistling)

(distant thudding)

Nishinoya: *stops*

Nishinoya: if that's somebody up there, make that noise again in your cell.

(distant thud)

Nishinoya: ha-ha i fucking hate this place. i really do.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Voice: (whispers) atsumu.

Atsumu: who is that?

Atsumu: *looking around for the voice* *lowkey scared*

Osamu: do you hear the little whispers?

Atsumu: please.

Osamu: oops. (laughs)

Suna: *behind the camera snickering because he was the one who suggested it*

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Lev: oh fuck, i forgot the spirit box, shit.

Kenma: go get it!

Lev: my hands are full 🥺

Kenma: well, try your best.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Bokuto: *baby voice* it's a little cockroach. you seen any ghosts up here, fella?

Kuroo: (laughs)

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Ushijima: do you feel like you have someone else's thoughts?

Tendou: sometimes.

Ushijima: that wasn't the question. i think you misunderstood me.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Kuroo: so right now, we’re in the captain's quarters.

Kuroo: is there anybody in here that wants to speak to us?

Bokuto: spill your beans, buddy.

Kuroo: what did you do on this ship?

Bokuto: he probably commanded it.

Kuroo: you know, i was asking him.

Bokuto: what'd you do on this ship?

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Tanaka: if you'd like us to leave and shut up, which frankly almost anybody who interacts with us for more than five minutes would like us to do, move something.

Nishinoya: spank us on the bottom!

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Sakusa: i mean, this sink is absolutely disgusting. this is maybe the scariest thing i’ve seen in all six seasons of this show.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Oikawa: *waving at his reflection*

Oikawa: always nice to see a friendly face.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Sakusa: i don’t know why people think darkness is actually scary because i can’t see anything. it was scarier when the lights were on 'cause i could see you know filth, things falling apart.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Semi: (knocking) let's boogie, folks! little guy needs a win. ghost, that would be great. if you got a mummy or a vampire, also good. i think he'd also count that as sort of proof of the supernatural.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Tsukishima: please haunt me! i’m begging you to haunt me! scare the shit out of me! do something! (laughs)

Tsukishima: how many times do i have to plead with air, with nothing? i’m speaking to no one right now.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Shirabu: if you don’t pop out, then i’ve wasted several years of my life. i mean, i went to college, and my major was not ghost hunting.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Osamu: what's 'tsumu doing in there? who the hell knows? he's probably gonna take out his little spirit box.

*meanwhile at atsumu*

Atsumu: i’m gonna fire up the spirit box now. i am shaking 'cause i’m so scared 😄

*back to osamu*

Osamu: it’s probably gonna say something that doesn’t sound like any words any human's ever spoken.

*back to atsumu*

(spirit box blares)

Spirit box: "do it"

Atsumu: oh shit!

*back to osamu*

Osamu: he'll probably respond to it like he's sitting across the table from a friend, playing scrabble.

*back to atsumu*

Atsumu: did you say ‘do it’ or 'tsumu?

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Sugawara: old timey jails, very fun to visit... and that’s all i’ve got to say about that *sips coffee*

Asahi: (chuckles) nothing about the ghouls?

Sugawara: there will be no ghouls, there will be dust, there will be noises that you, you know, pee your pants over.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

(bang)

Matsukawa: oh?

Hanamaki: ooh, a nice little drum hit.

Matsukawa: yeah, we got a beatboxing demon in here?

(bang)

Hanamaki: oh, shit, another one!

Matsukawa: *starts beatboxing*

Hanamaki: 🎶 my name is makki and i’m here to say. we’re the baddest ghost hunters in the usa. hunting demons and ghouls too 🎶

(unintelligible sound from the spirit box)

Hanamaki: what?

Matsukawa: *beatboxing*

Hanamaki: wait, hold on, we actually got a response!

Matsukawa: *still beatboxing*

Hanamaki: stop beatboxing! (laughing)

Matsukawa: huh, oh, sorry.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Koganegawa: *whispering* choo choo pickle pie.

Futakuchi: (wheeze) choo choo pickle pie, what the f--?

Koganegawa: i don’t know. i’m just thinking of a funny thing a ghost could whisper

Futakuchi: (wheeze)

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Tendou: and by the way, if you want a little more one-on-one time with the tsutomu here, he'll be here alone soon enough.

Goshiki: …

Tendou: *backing away while keeping eye contact with goshiki *

Goshiki: it’s a long way to back out. you gonna keep that speed going?

Tendou: is the door behind me?

Goshiki: it’s close.

Tendou: *still backing away but carefully trying to avoid the door without looking behind him and eye contact still on goshiki*

Goshiki: did that work out the way you wanted?

Tendou: *still backing away*

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Kageyama: you gonna sit in that chair? we’re not allowed to.

Hinata: oh, yeah.

Kageyama: but we are the internet's paranormal bad boys.

Hinata: (chuckle) that’s right, were controversial.

Kageyama: we’re planning cheek to chair, baby. you ain’t gonna stop me.

Hinata: i’m sitting in that thing bare ass.

Kageyama: i’m gonna give that thing a high-five with my butt cheeks.

*later at the location*

Kageyama: yeah, not gonna happen, i’m not sitting on that.

Hinata: that looks like a death trap.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Shirabu: the human mind, if it’s looking for something, it'll find something. and he's going to find something. and it will destroy him.

*meawhile*

Goshiki: holy shit. it felt like something walked past me twice, one from the right side, once on the left side.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Akaashi: it’s gone quiet now and i’m afraid he’s dead.

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