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songbirdsmelodies · 2 years
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MUSES FROM VARIOUS FANDOMS. SERIES/BOOKS/MOVIES/MYTHOLOGY.
Rikki Chadwick:
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fandom: h2o just add water
birthdate: October 1
zodiac sign: libra
appearance: blonde, blue eyes, fair skin, tall
nationality & ethnicity: australian
species: human-mermaid
FC: canon fc, cariba heine
Persephone:
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fandom: greek mythology
species: goddess of spring & queen of underworld, wife to hades
appearance: changeable; dark hair, brown skin, dark brown eyes, sharp features
fc: simone ashley
Aphrodite:
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fandom: greek mythology
species: goddess of love, beauty, pleasure and fertility, wife to hephaestus, lover to ares, adonis and others, mother to many
appearance: changing hair color, originally auburn, but also strawberry blonde, golden blonde depicted, smooth skin, womanly, curvy body
fc: larsen thompson, rose bertram
Poppy North:
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fandom: night world series
species: made vampire (unknown witch before)
appearance: short curly red hair, striking emerald eyes, freckles on nose (before turning to vampire), elfin stature, delicate figure
personality & more information: here
age (canon): 16 (age of death & turning to vampire), born ca. 1980/1992 / age flexible
nationality: american
ethnicity: caucasian
FC: sadie sink
Lily Bloom:
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fandom: it ends with us/it starts with us-fandom less
full name: lily blossom bloom
appearance: red hair, blue eyes, pretty lips
personality: brave, bold, caring, compassionate, kind, outspoken & more information here
age: mid-late twenties / age flexible, born ca. 1993/1997
nationality: american
ethnicity: caucasian
FC: abigail cowen
Mary-Lynette Carter:
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fandom: night world series
full name: mary-lynette carter
appearance: tanned skin, dark & shiny hair, blue eyes
personality: smart, spunky, little nosy, intelligent, compassionate, very protective, responsible, serious, sincere, caring, loyal, good listener, stands up against social injustice & prejudice; more information here
age: 17/18 (age flexible), born ca. 1979/1991
nationality: american
ethnicity: mixed race
FC: bruna marquezine
Wednesday Addams:
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fandom: Wednesday/Addams family
full name: Wednesday Friday Addams
birthdate: 10/13/2006 (year flexible) , on Friday the 13th
appearance: dark shiny hair, dark eyes, lighter skin tone (resembles mother Morticia Addams)
personality & more background information here
age: teenager 16-18 years old
nationally: american
ethnicity: mixed race
fc: jenna ortega
Sarah Lynn:
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fandom: bojack horseman
full name: birth name: Sarah Lynn Himmelfarb changed to Sarah Lynn
appearance: brown hair, freckled, green eyes
age: ca. born 1984, age flexible (20-30s portrayed)
personality & background information here
nationality: american
Fc: beren saat/cartoon image
ethnicity: unknown
Katara
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fandom: avatar-the last air bender/legend of korra
appearance: dark brown hair, blue eyes, brown skin, curvy body
personality: caring, compassionate, fiercely protective of loved ones, independent, resilient, hard working, smart, fun loving, orderly
ethnicity: water tribe, southern water tribe
background: she’s sokka’s younger sister, and later Aang’s wife and mother of their children (or AU ending)
ships based on chemistry, preferably with Zuko/Aang. OCs are welcomed too.
Camila Dunne:
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fandom: Daisy Jones and the Six
full name: Camila Dunne née Martinez
born: 1949; death date: December 1, 2012 aged 63
appearance: short, dark brown hair, brown doe eyes,
personality: funny, bubbly, caring, compassionate, forgiving, sassy, headstrong, independent, motherly, family oriented
nationality: american
ethnicity: Latina & Hispanic, speaking Spanish & Portuguese.
ships with billy dunne, or with OC based on chemistry
Fc: camila mendes
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clewis · 5 months
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Rikki Chadwick — H2O: JUST ADD WATER ❤️ characters & colors
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lostintra · 9 months
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@thefvrious
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gael liked to be naked and that was the beauty of being a single man in his own home. the idea of extra laundry seemed entirely unnecessary and who didn't want to immediately strip down when they got home after a long day? he wore enough layers during his time out in public and it was really the only way he could get any sleep. the only one he could think might potentially have some qualms with his nudity was his neighbor, rikki -- but he never complained. the other man has probably caught sight of gael in all his glory one too many times, especially when their bedrooms seemed to face each other and he had a habit of forgetting to close the blinds. not that it stopped gael from continuing to go on about his day even when seen so he hoped the other at least enjoyed the free show.
this time, he'd obviously become more bold when he saw rikki in the window across the way and waved, gesturing for the man to stay put and open his window. gael did the same pulling up the glass pane and offered the other a smile, "hey neighbor, you wanna come over? i got a new shipment in today for the shop and brought some samples home if you want to chill? c'mon you're my favorite customer." he may have already tried one, just another factor that lent to his loose clothing policy. weed and nudity went hand in hand in his book.
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futuredays-rpg · 1 year
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kookiesnerotica · 9 months
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E U P H O R I A
A Sub-Masterlist
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Welcome to Slut Zone #3
enjoy <3
N a t e J a c o b s
E l l i o t.
C h r i s M c k a y.
Shameless Self Promo ; If you like my writting feel free to check out any of my other works. MY MATERLIST.
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scotianostra · 15 days
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April 15th 1924 saw the birth of Rikki Fulton.
Robert Kerr “Rikki” Fulton was a Scottish comedian and actor best remembered for writing and performing in the long-running BBC Scotland sketch show, Scotch and Wry.
The youngest of three brothers, Robert was born into a non-theatrical family at 46 Appin Road, Dennistoun, Glasgow. Fulton completed his education in 1939 and decided to enter the world of acting after a backstage visit at the Glasgow Pavilion Theatre.In 1941, aged 17, Fulton joined the Royal Navy. The following year he was posted to HMS Ibis, but that November the ship was sunk in the Bay of Algiers. Fulton spent five hours in the water before being rescueHe later joined the Coastal Forces for D-Day, travelling back and forth between Gosport and Arromanches with vital supplies. In 1945, four years after signing up, Fulton was invalided out of the Navy due to blackout, leaving with the rank of sub-lieutenant
In the early 1950s, Fulton moved to London and became the compère of The Show Band Show, working alongside the likes of singer Frank Sinatra.
After a short period, Fulton returned to Scotland to perform for Howard & Wyndham Ltd inn pantomime from 1956 at the Alhambra Theatre, Glasgow with Jimmy Logan and Kenneth McKellar followed by the “Five Past Eight” summer revues with Stanley Baxter and Fay Lenore. In 1985, under the pseudonym “Rabaith”, Fulton, along with Denise Coffey, adapted the French playwright Molière’s, Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme as A Wee Touch o’ Class.
Alongside his Scotch and Wry co-stars Gregor Fisher and Tony Roper, Fulton made two appearances in Rab C. Nesbitt; once in 1988 and 10 years later in 1998. Although he would reprise his famous Rev I.M Jolly character one last time for a short skit on New Year’s Eve 1999 as part of the “Millennium” celebrations. Rikki’s early shows include,The Rikki Fulton Show The Five past eight, The Adventures of Francie and Josie but he also acted in various shows like Charles Esquire , Square Mile of Murder, It Ain’t Half Hot Mum, Bergerac, Local Hero, Gorky Park, Comfort and Joy, The Holy City, The Girl in the Picture, Supergran and the aforementioned Rab C. Nesbitt. Notable Characters Scotch and Wry Supercop a frequently dimwitted traffic cop who rides a motorbike, his trademark is how he removes his goggles (pings off and flies off camera), is often getting into more trouble than those he stops.
Rev. I.M Jolly a very downtrodden and pessimistic minister of the Church of Scotland, presents a fictional show “Last Call” where he has a heart to heart with the audience where he tells them what he has been up to that week. his tone is always low-key and down beat.
Dickie Dandruff owner of “The Fourways Café” also goes by the moniker “The Gallowgate Gourmet” and presents a cooking segment called “Dirty Dick’s Delicat'messen” where he prepares food in comedic style from his filthy café kitchen in the Gallowgate area of Glasgow.
Fulton’s death sparked numerous dedications in his memory. The then-BBC Scotland Controller, John McCormick, said “he [Fulton] was a legend for people across the whole country.”
Fulton’s funeral took place six days after his death. In tribute to his Scotch and Wry character Supercop (a police traffic officer), police motorcyclists escorted the funeral cortège as it made its way to Clydebank Crematorium. The Reverend Alastair Symington, who was a close friend of Fulton, led the service, which featured tributes from Fulton’s widow Kate Matheson and Tony Roper.
Symington had previously collaborated with Fulton on the book, For God’s Sake, Ask!. Both Rikki and his Kate were strong supporters of the Scottish SPCA, which received a financial donation following Fulton’s funeral. A Scottish SPCA inspector represented the animal welfare organisation at the service.
Fulton's funeral took place six days after his death. In tribute to his Scotch and Wry character Supercop (a police traffic officer), police motorcyclists escorted the funeral cortège as it made its way to Clydebank Crematorium.
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theminecraftbox · 1 year
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and FUCK rikki tikki tavi for crushing c!Dream’s Nagaina’s eggs!!
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salad-of-potatoes · 1 year
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Intro Blog + Masterlist
Hey all- This is my general blog! Mostly spam and whatever fandom I’m really into at the time lol
Get the fuck off my blogs if you’re a terf or nazi. This will never be a safe place for you and you will never deserve one.
@meep-morp-p Serious posts Sideblog (Donation Posts, Vents, World Events)
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Feel free to call me Mallard or LP
Current fandoms: Youtuber Egos, Ducktales 2017, We Bare Bears, Marvel Comics, Mario Bros. (Within Mario Bros- SMG4 and Stachebros), and VenturianTale
I like to write but rarely post lol, love posting my playlists though! Below is a masterlist of all my creative works I’ve posted so far c: will update whenever needed ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Egos
Markiplier Egos
Bingo Bongo 🧡 (A Bingle Playlist)
Goggles 💙 (A Bingle Playlist)
These two are story based, I tried having the same story be told from Bing and Googles different perspectives. C:
💖Darkstache🖤
THE OG BLACK & PINK COUPLE they mean the world to me.
Bing’s Skating Mix 🛹
Mostly meme songs lol. No story to this one!
  Erek Eric 💛
My man needs therapy stat. Playlist has a story!! He realizes his dads a chump, moves out, finds the manor and starts recovering with his new family. My man deserves a happy ending!!
Willy Warf ᕕ( ᐛ )/̵/’̿̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿
No story to this one yet(?), just going on vibes for now. Inspired by etherealciel’s Wilford playlist!!
Building Something (Calmly for Once)
My first fic I’m posting publicly!! Hopefully will turn into a series, for now just a one off c:
Mario Bros
Mayo and Log
THEY MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. The movies interpretation of their dynamic and relationship is PERFECT- I always hated the jokes that Mario is a jerk especially to Luigi. So these are just songs about what the bros go through/how they’re feeling in the movie.
Mario Brothers Plumbing Radio
POV the plumbers you hired are blasting The Beach Boys in your bathroom Just songs I think the boys would listen to, either while waiting in NY traffic or on the job!
Mayo Vibes
For the short king himself- just songs I like that remind me of him! I'm really proud of this one tbh, I feel like I really got his personality- theres also a few songs in here about Peach from his POV and 🥺
Weegee Vibes
This one I think I’ll reorder soon- same as Marios; His feels more depressing lol Ill find more happy songs for him eventually
Marvel
Rebecca / Becky / Rikki Barnes 🌠
I LOVE HER SOO MUCH Rikkis such a comfort for me <3. Very story based up to a point. After the first 50 songs its just extras I either need to remove or find a place for lol
Futurama
Frozen French Fry 👾
THE MOST SILLY. Ive kinned this man for so long I love him. Story based at the start, then just evolves into general vibe
This will be updated as I make more :D Thanks for reading / listening <3
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petscopkidss · 5 months
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For you:
Please go to my website on the sticker and also go to Roneth's room and press down down down down down right start
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ A
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Adagio ........ singer
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Alys ........... goofy
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Amanda ...... rockstar
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Andrew ...... cheerful
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Apollo .......... star
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Astarion ... trickster
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ B
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Ben ............ sweet
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ C
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Carisi ........ lawyer
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Chat Noir ...... joker
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Col ....... adventurer
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ D
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎David ..... journalist
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Draco ........ cunning
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Drew .......... morbid
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ E
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Edgar ........ painter
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Eeyore ..... pessimist
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ F
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Freddie .... spiritual
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ G
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Gaby ...... equestrian
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ J
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Jareth ....... saviour
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Jay ........ filmmaker
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Jordan ..... musical
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Josh ......... dreamer
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ K
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Keiji ...... detective
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Kevin ........ chaotic
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ L
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Lew .... impressionist
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ M
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Matteo .......... soft
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Midori .......... doll
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ N
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Nero .......... glitch
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Newt ............ kind
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ P
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Paul ........... dizzy
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ R
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Rainer ...... newmaker
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Richy ......... guilty
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Ricky ........... boss
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Rikki ........... fish
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ S
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Shin ............ moon
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Strade ......... moody
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Strahm ....... special
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ T
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Tiara .......... smart
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Tim ........... sleepy
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ W
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Wesker ..... scientist
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Z
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Zero ........... ghost
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Zet ........... smiley
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎2-D ........... pretty
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hiidenneiti · 11 months
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Eli se Muratin (1840, 2007) lopputwisti: SPOILEREITA
Päähenkilö Matilda on siis saapunut Tukholmaan erään Vapaaherrattaren seuraneidiksi. Matilda on siinä uskossa että Vapaaherratar on vain joku random perhetuttu jota hän ei ole koskaan tavannut, mutta ITSE ASIASSA hän on Matildan edesmenneen isän Carlin nuoruuden rakastettu ja hänen etunimensä on myös Matilda, sillä Carl halusi nimetä ainoan tyttärensä entisen heilansa mukaan. En tiedä mitä mieltä hänen vaimonsa oli siitä, mutta mitäpäs sitä tuomitsemaan........
Käy ilmi, että Vapaaherratar oli jo vuosia halunnut saattaa oman poikansa Gustafin ja Matildan yhteen koska sillähän ne menneisyyden haavat paikataan, kun ei itse saanut naida haluamaansa miestä niin ainakin meidän lapset voi kokea sen!!! Mitä helvettiä. Ongelma oli siinä, he eivät tunne toisiaan, Gustaf on matkoilla ja Matildaa kosiskelee Paroni C, joten mitenkäs pari saatettaisiin yhteen mahdollisimman orgaanisesti?
"Nyt keksinkin!! Käsken poikaani tulemaan tänne ja esittämään olevansa vain joku tilanhoitaja Ferdinand S. jonka olen palkannut hoitamaan kartanoani, siinä roolissa hän saa tutustua Matildaan rauhassa ja ottaa selvää, onko Matilda rakastunut Paroniin vai onko hän vapaa!!"
Joten Matilda tapaa Gustafin ensimmäistä kertaa valepuvussa, he ystävystyvät, rakastuvat, lupautuvat toisilleen jne jne. Koko tämän ajan Gustaf teeskentelee äitinsä Vapaaherrattaren olevan vain hänen työnantajansa. Sitten Vapaaherratar käskee Matildaa lähtemään kanssaan takaisin kaupunkiin, jossa Vapaaherratar pudottaa pommin: hän tahtoo että Matilda menisi naimisiin Gustafin kanssa, kun tämä "palaa ulkomailta". Matilda on niin kiltti ja kunnollinen että kyynelsilmin suostuu, ja viettää seuraavat puoli vuotta riutuen odottaen häitä, eroaa kirjeitse Gustaf/Ferdinandista ja itkee kohtaloaan. (Gustaf/Ferdinand piipahtaa heidän kihlajaisjuhlissaan maski naamalla ettei sitä tunnisteta ja käy vain halailemassa Matildaa takahuoneessa, perus)
Lopulta hääpäivä koittaa, Gustaf ehtii juuri ja juuri seremoniaan, Matilda on ihan henkisesti rikki, kävelee alttarille, ja kukas siellä odottaa kuin GUSTAF/FERDINAND. Matilda antaa kaiken salailun tietysti anteeksi ja pari vihitään MUTTA NIINKU MITÄ HELVETTIÄ TÄÄ KIEROILU OLI??????!!!! MIKSEI SE GUSTAF VAAN VOINUT OLLA GUSTAF JA YSTÄVYSTYÄ MATILDAN KANSSA ENSIKSI????? SIKSIKÖ ETTÄ NE HALUSI TESTATA SUOSTUISIKO MATILDA NAIMISIIN VAIN KÖYHÄN TILANHOITAJAN KANSSA???? JA MIKSI SITÄ PITI KIDUTTAA KOKO PITKÄ KIHLAJAISAIKA?????? MITEN MATILDA LUOTTAA HÄIDEN JÄLKEEN KUMPAANKAAN NOISTA ENÄÄ KOSKAAN
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thetwelfthcrow · 6 months
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Kinda a h/c ask, I suppose, but specifically about the 🧜🏾-AU, because I just saw that you reblogged that one gifset, so... please indulge me? 👉👈
(If you ever write this) (I am offering you my soul) 🙏
- Is there going to be a version of the rooftop scene?
- If so, and if it's still a rooftop, do you plan on Max being scared of heights too? Maybe expecting known skydiving adrenaline junkie Lewis to make fun of him but instead Lewis is serious and gentle and calms him down 🥺
- Also: Will there be a Lewis-risking-his-secret-and-own-safety-in-order-to-save-Max-because-Max-is-more-important-moment because I would live for that. 🫠🫠🤌 I want them to kiss abt it
- Have you thought about who could be Max' bestie in this? The Nate to his Zane, but much less annoying, so to speak. Landooooo? 😗
- Does Lewis have anyone who knows about him for like, emotional support and cover stories? Thinking along the lines of SV or VB
- Is there going to be the classic antagonist, aside from, I assume, Max' dad?
- Isn't it crazy that this one guy in season two is named Max Hamilton. That's a sign for you
i'm late with this but let's go!!
(keep your soul i'd rather have a newborn)
- Is there going to be a version of the rooftop scene?
yes.
- If so, and if it's still a rooftop, do you plan on Max being scared of heights too? Maybe expecting known skydiving adrenaline junkie Lewis to make fun of him but instead Lewis is serious and gentle and calms him down 🥺
oh max scared of heights is cute! but i think the main focus would be lewis scared of the rain. i do think this is a moment where lewis makes a snarky comment about max's dad always paying for what he needs and max is like yeah well. he's not an easy man, okay. maybe insert a version of the gas-station story from max. and lewis is like huh oh. okay. it will have that gentle calming vibe tho!!!
- Also: Will there be a Lewis-risking-his-secret-and-own-safety-in-order-to-save-Max-because-Max-is-more-important-moment because I would live for that. 🫠🫠🤌 I want them to kiss abt it
ohhh what h20 scene is this referring to? the scene where emma saves zane from the sinking boat? yeah maybe. max has to figure out about the existence of mermaids somehow, because that'll end up breaking max/lewis' relationship
- Have you thought about who could be Max' bestie in this? The Nate to his Zane, but much less annoying, so to speak. Landooooo? 😗
oh pleaaasee i hate nate. lando would be a good bestie! maybe a fellow jet skiier but just not as good? hmm i am taking notes taking notes.
- Does Lewis have anyone who knows about him for like, emotional support and cover stories? Thinking along the lines of SV or VB
oh yeah so he isn't the only one knowing about the mermaid stuff. like a lewis to lewis. fucking hell why'd they name lewis lewis. so! yah i think there should be a science-obsessed best friend who knows about the mermaidism. maybe seb! i don't want to include too many other drivers bc i love it when the focus is solely on them!
- Is there going to be the classic antagonist, aside from, I assume, Max' dad?
yeah there has to be someone along the lines of that scientist who set up cameras and found out about the mermaids!! i just...don't know who or what or how yet.
- Isn't it crazy that this one guy in season two is named Max Hamilton. That's a sign for you
I KNOW I SCREAMED AT THIS IT'S INSANE!! and he's the lewis to rikki/emma/cleo, that's even wilder. he made their lockets <33 too cute
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lostintra · 6 months
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He could get used to this he thought, not that he hadn't already. The pair had quickly formed a comfortable routine and it's the most relaxed Gael has felt in awhile. The kind of sensation he had thought he had known with familiarity until Rikki unlocked a new level to the term. Putty, high or not that's what the man found himself being as far as his neighbor was concerned and they really didn't need an excuse to cuddle up, but of course a scary movie made them all the closer so why not?
It was quite the trip though to watch such a scene while being this mentally elevated. His features pulled down in to an expression of disgust by the way the imaginary friend or rather demon brutally possessed the other, but he didn't find it scary unlike his partner. "Aw baby" He smiles pressing a kiss to the man's temple, reveling a moment in the way Rikki's hair had been smelling like his shampoo more often than not. "Guess that means you'll have to sleep over so I can hold you all night." Gael teased, giving the other's soft locks a ruffle, but still making no complaint of how strongly Rikki clung to him. "We can watch a comedy after this if that helps."
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Rikki - Pt. 2
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(Y/N) = Your name
(E/C) = Eye color
“So, why is everyone mad at you?” You ask the next day, scooping a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. Rikki had introduced you to one of the best ice cream places you have ever been to in your life. The ice cream was just so good.
You then add half-joking/half-serious, “Or, are we not at the level where I can know yet?” You kick a rock down the sidewalk and stare into your ice cream, not sure what Rikki’s response would be. You don’t like making people feel uncomfortable. Which is understandable, especially considering the question that you chose would make most people uncomfortable.
Rikki throws her head back, letting out a laugh. “I’m not a video game, (Y/N).” She takes a lick of her ice cream cone and shrugs, stuffing her other hand in her cargo shorts’ pocket. “We just had a fight but I was not in the wrong this time.”
“Hmm, you miss them though,” you whisper thoughtfully to yourself, but Rikki still catches it.
“Well, yeah, of course, but I’m not coming back till one in particular says sorry.” She shakes her head. “The other one hates fighting and is probably spending time with her boyfriend while Emma and I are ‘at each others throats’.” She makes air quotations around the last part, her ice cream dripping on the sidewalk. She takes a deep sigh and licks her ice cream. “Cleo hates when we fight, it makes me feel bad sometimes.”
You nod sympathetically, your ice cream spoon in your lips. You’re surprised that Rikki would reveal so much about this, she didn’t seem like the type who would but, perhaps you had just misread her.
Unbeknownst to you, Rikki never really did reveal so much about herself to people she just met–barely even to people she had known for a long time–but, if she were being honest, you seem like the listening type and that’s really what she needs right now. You are a kind face with soulful (E/C) eyes and an easy-going smile. She has a feeling that whatever she says to you, will stay with you till the grave. And, besides, who were you gonna blab it to anyway? Not like you know Emma, Cleo, or even Lewis for that matter.
Rikki glances at you as she contemplates all that she’s said and nearly snorts into her ice cream cone.
“What?” You say, mouth full of spoon.
“You look like a kid that’s robbed an ice cream shop; take one of your stupid napkins.” She laughs, handing you one of the napkins that you had grabbed. She stated that she has never once needed a napkin in her life which you highly doubted.
You stick out your tongue and put your spoon back in your paper dish, wiping your mouth. Rikki laughs to herself and shakes her head.
“C’mon, I want to show you the beach.”
You make a face and Rikki rolls her eyes. “You and your whole sand thing, is weird. We’re going to the beach.”
“Meh meh meh, beach beach beach,” you mock, albeit playfully so as to not offend your new friend of convenience. Your heart twinges slightly at how your mind addresses her but you push it away.
Rikki scoffs just as jokingly and swats you on the shoulder. “Hey, it could have been Nate trying to show off how he looks shirtless. Be thankful.”
You cringe and follow behind a smirking Rikki to the beach.
- -
“See. It’s not that bad,” Rikki assures you, gesturing to the sand, her shoes dangling from her fingertips. She’s walking a small bit ahead of you, as if testing the ground for you like someone would with an icy lake that you needed to walk across. “It’s just a bunch of little rocks.”
“Scratchy, annoying, little rocks,” you mutter, clenching your tennis shoes in your hand as you awkwardly walk through the sand.
“Heard that, (Y/N).” She looks back at you with a little grin. She waits for you as you trudge to her at a snail’s pace. “You’re an awful whisperer.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard that one before,” you say, dodging a small child that barrels past you. You move faster, feeling that staying by Rikki’s side might prove to be a repellent to little humans that might knock you into the sand. You’ve seen her glare at a few already.
When you arrive by her side, she looks at you with an expression you can’t quite read and then out at the water. You didn’t realize how close to the ocean she was leading you. You glance around and realize that, in spite of getting nearly toppled over by a kid or two, there aren't that many people out here today. Even the life guards seemed to not be present; you aren’t seeing one on the giant chair watch thingy.
You watch Rikki’s expression as she gazes out at the water. Her deep blue eyes that are nearly the same shade as the giant body of water before the both of you, held a sense of longing for it. It seems as if she wants to dive in head first and never come back to the land.
You nudge her gently, feeling almost like you are experiencing a moment of extreme vulnerability with this girl. “We can go swimming, if you want.” You look down at your clothes and chuckle. “I know I’m not exactly dressed for it but I’m okay with that.”
Her eyes dart back to you with a new fire. You nearly shrivel under her glare. Perhaps you have touched a nerve you didn’t know existed? Her expression softens just as quickly as it had burned holes into your head.
“No, I’m good, just…a memory,” her voice is quiet, almost blending in with the wind beginning to blow. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” you answer back just as softly. You are a forgiving person by nature. And, you don’t dare press for the obvious explanation for Rikki’s behavior: that the memory was about her friends.
They must have swam together a lot. The corners of your mouth turn up at the thought. I wish I could be able to say that I’ve done things like that. You are more accustomed to swimming alone. You never made friends quick enough in the last places you lived to invite them on swim dates.
While deep in your thoughts, you eventually spot something in the water. It seems to be moving a lot, almost…struggling? Your eyes widen as you realize that it’s not a thing but a person. The shouts that seemed like distant children playing, actually seem to be originating from the struggle in the water.
“Rikki, oh my goodness, Rikki.” Your voice is thick with alarm and panic. She turns her head to you, confused. You point out to the water, where a lot of splashing is taking place. “I think there’s a kid out there!”
“What do you mean? There’s always kids out there.” She seems annoyed that she isn’t getting your meaning but you don’t have time for this.
“I think they’re drowning, we’ve got to go get them.” You drop your shoes and socks in the sand. You take out everything from your pockets, looking around as you do. No one is looking at the kid, there are barely any adults on the beach anyway. When you glance at Rikki, she looks like a mix between confusion and frozen fear.
“I can’t swim.” You hear her say, though it’s almost distant to you as you start running towards the water, throwing caution to the wind as the panic at this kid somehow losing their life fueling your every move. Rikki yells your name as your feet pound the sand.
You dive head first into the water, forgetting your conscious self that’s weary and tired with jet lag and pain from walking and swimming as hard as you can out to the drowning form. You seem faster than you ever have, adrenaline filling every terror filled moment. The last thing you want is for this kid to die, even if you don’t even know them.
Your feet aren’t even close to touching any sand at the bottom of the water when you arrive to the kid, her head almost underwater. She seems to have passed out from fear but her training surfboard has kept her afloat, the very edge of her head resting against the board, keeping her nose above water.
“Come on, Sweetheart,” you murmur, pushing her onto her board. It takes you a few tries due to the girl being limp but she’s eventually on there. You use as much leg strength as you have left and propel the both of you to shore.
Four young men dressed in red and yellow meet you halfway to the shore and take the girl from you. One wraps their arms around you and helps you swim the rest of the way to shore. He helps you walk onto the beach and gratefulness warms every inch of your heart. Though you probably would have been able to reach the shore while pushing the little girl, you wouldn’t have had any strength left to find her medical help.
The young man speaks to you calmly, asking if you’re okay. You nod dumbly and he slowly lets his arm off you and you feel a warm towel wrap around you in his place.
You look to your right and find Rikki tentatively situating the towel over your shoulders. You smile in thanks at the towel and the sudden realization that comes to your mind.
“You called them,” you state, no doubt in your tone. There had been a thought in the back of your mind as you had been running to the kid that it was stupid that Rikki wasn’t coming with you to at least try and help. You now remember what she had said to you as you ran off: “I can’t swim.”
You silently chastise yourself at being so forgetful. Which, as you realize later, was stupid. You were literally in a crisis.
Rikki smiles. “Not really calling when I found them distracted further down the beach.” She throws a disgusted look over her shoulder as they tend to the girl, her eyes slowly fluttering open. Your heart expands as she sits up, coughing up what little water she had in her lungs. She was going to be okay.
A young man looks up to you from his crouching position, brown hair slicked back with water. “You got to her just in time.” You smile through clenched teeth and then practically have to beg yourself to not go off on every single one of those stupid, young life guards for not doing their jobs. A kid could have died today because of them.
Though, it’s hard to go off on them anyway when their shoulders are slumped forward and they look ashamed of themselves. They are vigorously asking the slightly jarred little girl questions as if it would make up for their negligence.
“I wonder where her parents are,” you ask out loud, bringing your towel closer.
Rikki shrugs. “Not sure. Some parents just let their kids do whatever, whenever.” You glance at her out of the side of your eye, noting the particularly sad tone.
You choose to ignore it for the time being and look down at your sopping, wet clothes. “I’d better get home and change.”
She looks you up and down and jokingly says, “Yeah, you do look a bit wet.”
“Do I?”
- -
Rikki had come home with you to Auntie Marty’s. Your mom is in shock, both from your story and the fact that you have a friend with a pulse standing in front of her.
Auntie Marty just seems happy to have more people in her home. You’re slightly offended at her lack of care for your well being but then hear the tea kettle in the kitchen and know she’s making something to get the chill off you.
You had changed into something dry and are now standing in front of your mother as she inspects you for scraps and bruises. Rikki wanders around the living room, looking incredulously at all of the knick-knacks.
“There’s just…so much,” she says, and you hope Auntie Marty doesn’t find it obnoxious.
“Why, of course, dear,” your aunt says, walking back into the living room with a tea tray. She sets herself down on the couch and places the tea tray on the coffee table in front of her. “I am a collector by nature, sometimes I believe that I was a raven in my past life.”
“Ah.” You can tell Rikki is keeping back a snide comment or two. You smile at her forced politeness, finding it amusing.
As your mom looks you over one last time, she turns her head to Rikki as the girl keeps walking around the room, picking up a few things.
“Are you okay, Rikki?”
“Hmm?” She puts one of the knick knacks back–a particularly odd one of a Santa Claus holding a fishing pole in one hand and a crying child by the collar in the other. She looks at your mom and then fully realizes what she’s said. “Oh, um, yeah, I’m good.”
Your mom breathes a sigh of relief. “I would have hated if (Y/N)’s brand new friend got hurt, simply hated it.” She gives Rikki a brilliant smile and Rikki awkwardly smiles back in response. The clinking of tea cups is the only sound as Auntie Marty pours and stirs the tea.
“Would anyone like some tea?” Auntie Marty hands Rikki a cup despite her shaking her head no, and then hands you and your mother one. Rikki looks like she would rather drink sewage than the tea but politely keeps it in her hands. You step away from your mother and stand by Rikki in hopes of helping her feel less out of place.
You note that each tea cup has a theme. Rikki’s, funny enough, has a fire theme, mirroring her personality; Auntie Marty’s has a bunch of different things, almost like a search and find; your mother’s has an entire map with the words “Wanderlust” written beautifully across the side; and yours, well, yours has frogs. A lot of frogs.
What is with Auntie Marty and associating me with frogs?
“First my room, now my cup?” You whisper to yourself, thinking no one can hear you over Auntie Marty’s and your mother’s chattering. Rikki did though. God must have spent a lot of time on this girl’s hearing.
“What do you mean your room?” She questions, leaning closer to hear you better. There is a spark of mischief in her eyes, as if she senses a good start of a joke.
You hesitate and then relent to her probing gaze. “My room is frog themed.”
She leans back on her heels and grins almost wolfishly. “Is it now?”
“Oh no,” you whine. “You wanna see it, don’t you?”
“Lead the way, frog girl.”
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