#how do they literally ignore the literal plot of rule of wolves WHILE USING THE FUCKING PLOT OF RULE OF WOLVES

[theres-a-bea]

THEY DID MY GIRL ZOYA DIRTY 🥰🥰🥰🔪 NETFLIX I WILL FUCKING COME FOR YOU 🥰🥰🥰🔪🔪🔪"you're not ready for s2" MY ASS PUTANGINA NYO YAWA TI'N LLAWN CACHU YALL FUCKING RUSHED THE GODDAMN STORYLINE AND SKIPPED OVER FUCKING THREE WHOLEASS BOOKS 🥰🥰🥰🥰🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

#they did MY QUEEN OF RAVKA SO BAD #zoya cariad my heart my darling you will get what you deserve or i shall make them give it to you #🥰🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 netflix is going to PAY for what they did to you #shadow and bone s2 #sab spoilers #rule of wolves #zoya nazyalensky #how do they literally ignore the literal plot of rule of wolves WHILE USING THE FUCKING PLOT OF RULE OF WOLVES #where is the zoyalai #they set up tolya and inej AND FOR WHAT #WHERE IS THE ZOYALAI I DON'T WANT THE NIKOLINA #ALINA AND MAL WERE SUPPOSED TO GET A HAPPY ENDING #YALL CORRUPTED HER #🥰🥰🥰 #TAKING THE SPOTLIGHT IN RULE OF WOLVES AWAY FROM ZOYA BY GIVING HER THIS BULLSHIT CORRUPTION ARC

[bluephoenixdruidicprincess]

Shadowhunters 3x15, To the Night Children -- Review

You guys are in for a treat this week. I'm actually doing this review way earlier than I normally do. But make no mistake, this absolutely doesn't mean that I enjoyed this episode and I was just so excited to talk about it. Quite the contrary, I didn't enjoy this episode. Just like the previous episodes, I found this episode boring and completely unnecessary in the grand scheme of things as most Heidi centric episodes tend to be. Again, it leaves me with the questions, "what was the point?" and "when is the plot going to finally start?" So let's discuss Shadowhunters 3x15, To the Night Children.

I would like to preface this review with saying that I am NOT a huge supporter of this show. I do enjoy certain elements of it but I'm not what would be classified as a devoted fan. For me, Shadowhunters is not a good show and I do get very critical of the show in my reviews. Honestly, for me, I watch the show because 1) I'm too curious not to and 2) I find that this show can be so bad its funny and that's how I reap enjoyment out of it. I am not at all invested in this show or its characters anymore. I'm just watching to see what happens. If you're a die hard fan and you lash out at everyone who has a different opinion than you, you might want to skip these...I'm just saying. My reviews may not be for you. If you do decide to be a total troll, well then pay attention to the below disclaimer.

This is going to be an honest review of my thoughts and feelings regarding this episode. If you're the kind of Shadowhunters fan where you only want to hear positive things about the show, this is not the place for you. If you decide to stick around and get offended by what is said, then that's on you. I warned you. Just know that if you send me any rude comments or messages, I will 100% ignore you. I find that's the best way to deal with bullies. I work 14 hour days. Do you really think I want to waste my incredibly valuable free time dealing with derogatory comments? Hell no. This review will consist of my honest opinions. Opinions are never right or wrong. I'm not telling YOU how to think and feel. I'm telling you what I, quirky and socially awkward me, think and feel. So please, lets discuss with dignity and respect. If I'm critical about this show, it's only because I want it to get better. There is, in fact, a difference between hating a show and being critical of it. I do not hate Shadowhunters, I am being critical and analyzing the flaws as I would with any other show. There are positives but there are also negatives. It's great if you want to promote positivity with this show (and I encourage you to do so) but that doesn't mean I'm not going to point out the things that are legitimately wrong with it. Also, keep in mind that despite the fact that I do like the books, me being critical of this show has nothing to do with my fondness for the books. I don't really care if the show deviates from the source material as long as the changes are good, it makes sense, and it doesn't create plot holes within the confines of the world the show has created. My problems with this show are problems I would have with any show or book for that matter. I think it's perfectly reasonable to take issue with a show that has plot holes, shoddy world building, and inconsistent characters. There will be spoilers for the books and movie. 

How is it possible that we're half a season in and we've only had filler episodes? Seriously, the endgame plot for this show better be something fantastic to make up for the pointlessness that has been these past few episodes. You could skip this episode and you wouldn't miss anything. 

What Is The Point of the Heidi Plot

Seriously, what even is the point of this plot? Particularly with how it was closed out in this episode. This plot did nothing for Maia's character arc, it did nothing for Simon's character arc, it was a complete waste of time. It was a horrible usage of what happened to Simon's family. None of our characters had any sort of emotional attachment to Heidi and I highly doubt any of the audience has any sort of emotional connection to her. No one cares about her so why on earth was there so much time the show doesn't have devoted to her? And I can now say that without a doubt that the Maureen plot done in the books was a 100x better than what happened here in the show. It was actually kind of epic. And this isn't me being mad that the show changed stuff from the books, this is me looking at the plot objectively and remarking that the books did it better. How does Heidi die in the show? Maia kills her for killing her pack, nothing more to it than that. How does Maureen die in the books? Via collusion between Lily the Vampire and Maia that results in an alliance between the vampires and the werewolves and effectively ending conflicts between the two parties that stems centuries; Lily becomes head of the vampire clan and Maia becomes alpha of the werewolf pack and together along with Magnus and Alec's guidance, they work through downworld drama one conflict at a time. What's the difference between the show outcome and the book outcome? Well, the book outcome has a lasting impact on the world, it actually does something for Maia's character arc, it gives her agency. What does the show outcome do? It gives Maia vengeance, I guess. I'm not sure what else. And to be perfectly honest, it's never felt like show!Maia was all that connected to the pack to begin with. It always kind of felt like she hung around them because she was obligated to and not because she genuinely thought of them as family. The only wolves she really socialized with were Luke, Jordan, and Bat. 

And I think it's a little unfair of Simon to be looking down on Maia for killing Heidi considering it's not like he hasn't done the exact same thing for Clary before. Maia had every right to take vengeance for her pack especially when we just proved in an earlier scene that Alec had made a deal with Heidi. In Maia's eyes, it looked like she wasn't going to get justice for the pack. And can I just say how utterly pointless it was that so much work was put in to bring that girl out of her coma to "out" Heidi when Maia literally killed Heidi in the very next scene. They wasted so much time on that when they could've been doing something with the actual plot.

Malec Stuff, I Guess

What was Malec up to in this episode? Well, they were dealing with the implications of Magnus losing his apartment. Alec is letting Magnus stay at the Institute but the other shadowhunters aren't super fond of that idea. And in the biggest surprise I think we've gotten in the entire series, there's an actual cafeteria where shadowhunters actually congregate and eat with each other. I had no idea. I was honestly contemplating the possibility that they might not even eat, period. Seriously, why don't they use this cafeteria setting more often? It would be so much more interesting instead of scenes constantly being done in the war room. But as Magnus walks into the cafeteria with Alec, everyone just kind of stares at him like he's the new kid at school or something. Magnus contemplates that maybe they should go out to eat and Alec tells him not on "pancake day" and I'm very confused by this. Does NYC not have anywhere that serves pancakes? The NYC Institute must be serving some bomb-ass pancakes, let me tell you. These better be pancakes so awesome they would make the angels weep. Highly doubtful considering what I saw on the plates looked barely edible. And apart from the questionable pancakes, I did notice something else in this cafeteria scene. Alec goes to sit next to Clary and Magnus sits next to Alec. And just the body language Alec and Clary had sitting next to each other was just so much more positive and open than the body language of Magnus and Alec sitting next to each other. And Clary's body language was certainly more open towards Alec than it was to Jace. Honestly, it felt like Alec and Clary were the ones romantically involved with each other. While I don't ship Clalec by any means, I can't help but notice their chemistry and its certainly more pallatable than the chemistry Kat has with Dom or the chemistry Matt has with Harry. I'd be very interested in visiting the alternate universe in which Matt was the one who played Jace. 

But there's a little bit of drama when Magnus is talking with this other shadowhunter dude, and the shadowhunter dude reveals he's glad that Magnus and Alec worked things out. You know, that fight they swept underneath the rug in 3A? You might think this is finally the moment in which that conflict will actually be dealt with. You would be mistaken. There was enough time to highlight some Clave bigotry but apparently not character development it would seem, that's Shadowhunters for you, though. The whole debacle is laughed off as jealousy and ends with Magnus saying he doesn't mind if Alec airs their relationship's dirty laundry with his co-workers. And I'm just like, "What?!" Who could possibly be okay with something like that?! I tell you, this show is trying really hard to avoid that whole immortality conflict. But my question to the writers is if you didn't want to deal with it, why on earth did you bring it up in 3A to begin with? It was pointless then and you're treating it as if it's pointless now. Can we please have these two deal with a conflict like the actual adults they're supposed to be?

And this all culminates into Alec and Magnus deciding to move in together as throughout this episode Alec had been realizing he can't be an effective leader if he doesn't follow the same rules as those who are under him. Since it's against the rules for a downworlder to stay at the Institute, Alec and Magnus decide to find an apartment and move in together. And this whole leader business kind of showcases why I don't necessarily like that Alec is the head of the Institute this early into his character arc. This whole being a stickler for following the rules and then not following the rules and then following the rules again. It's far easier for your heroes to bend the rules if they're not in this position and at the end of the story, Alec's character arc is to become a leader so he can now make the changes he wants. But with Alec in this kind of situation, it's just kind of a "bleh" character arc that really doesn't go anywhere and it's full of plot contrivances and whatnot. Alec hasn't made any changes to the system at all and it's become quite evident that the Clave doesn't trust him and it really leaves you questioning why the Clave continues to leave him in charge.

But anyway, the episode ends with Magnus having a seizure and Alec calling out for help. What is up with this season's awkward endings? Sheesh. And I guess now we're going to have another filler next week to deal with this BS as well. 

The Plot This Episode Should've Focused On

We have Clary trying to deal with her own guilt about letting Jonathon go in the previous episode and it just keeps on highlighting how I dislike how this story is being handled. Jonathon basically arrives to taunt Clary about the fact that she can't do anything to him and once again, can we get this plot going already? It's taking forever. Even though I still hate how this show is executing this plot. Clary basically has no sense of agency, there's no kind of personal reflection in it. It's like the show is doing the bare minimum to get by with it. Probably because they have so little time to actually do anything with it so they're trying to keep it as minimal and simple as possible. But this is one of those things where I don't want it to be simple. I still think Jace would be a better option in terms of being the subject of Jonathon's obsession. The show wasn't willing to do the Clace incest angle so why are they so ready to dive into this incest plot? Obviously, I know why. It's because Jonathon's evil. Shadowhunters has never been known for its subtlety. 

Miscellaneous Stuff

There's an altercation between Clary and Aline in which they're sparring and Aline is making it very obvious that she wants to hurt Clary if it'll hurt Jonathon, maybe even kill her. It eventually gets out of hand when Clary loses control and starts beating the crap out of Aline basically. Jace pulls Clary away and asks Aline not to turn Clary in and I'm just rolling my eyes at this point. What does this show have against holding Clary accountable for anything...or admitting that she’s selfish, for that matter? I am kind of happy that we got a character here in the form of Aline who doesn't automatically worship the ground Clary walks on, though. It's about time. Clary is so worshipped on this show that I'm beginning to think she has a bigger ego than book!Jace. Just serves to further prove that Clary has way more in common with Valentine than she does with Jocelyn. And wouldn’t that be an awesome character arc for her? Where she has to come to terms that she has a bit more of her father in her than she cares to admit?

Clary has a conversation with Luke at the precinct and Luke tells her he's planning on holding himself accountable as he feels guilt for leaving the pack and potentially leaving the pack wide open for this kind of attack. Clary tells him he shouldn't and while this certainly wasn't Luke's fault, I can respect what Luke is doing here. It's too bad Clary doesn't understand the concept of holding oneself accountable when you feel you've done wrong. But she convinces Luke to stop with his current way of thinking because she still needs her father and I'm just like, "Since when?" When has it ever been shown that she's needed Luke in any sort of fatherly capacity. She certainly didn't need Jocelyn. I mean she decided to use the wish to bring back a guy she's only known a couple of months as opposed to her mother, her entire motivation for all of Season One. But whatever, I guess. 

Izzy decides to prosecute Raphael due to the role he played with Heidi. And once again, I don't understand the whole point of all of this. It's a thing that happened I guess so I suppose I should take note of it. And once again, we're stuck on this whole Rizzy thing and I can't stand it. 

As I mentioned earlier, this episode was hammering pretty hard on our heroes needing to quit bending the rules and follow them full-scale and it's just something that leaves me very confused on. Because it's not like they don't know the Clave has been doing some shady shit. So it's like they're turning a blind eye when they're making these kinds of decisions. And I'm particularly confused about why Simon is so big on this whole followoing the rules thing. When has that been a prevalent aspect of his character arc? 

This episode continues to make me ask the questions, "What was the point?" and "When is the plot going to start?" I'm sick of these filler episodes. This episode gets a C for me. It's an episode that's just kind of there. As always, let's hope for better next week.

#shadowhunters #shadowhunters 3x15 #shadowhunters 3.15 #shadowhunters to the night children #to the night children

[softbutchzenyatta]

19, 25, 35, and 50 ! for anyone you want to !

thank u SM for the ask i love u also i got distracted i was playing overawtch im sorry none of this is coherent\

19. What kind of music do they listen to? Do they have a favorite song?

easy. zakari only listens to trashy generic-to-hardcore dubstep/electro stuff because he is an epic pro gamer

25. What inspired you to create them / how did you create them? Were they originally a fancharacter? What was their personality / design like when you first made them?

ill be real.... my very first actual oc (ash) was meant to be a harry potter self insert oc to use for roleplaying... that idea fell apart though so i repurposed her and made a bunch of others. creating a story for them was when i first really decided i wanted to be a writer actually. back then everyone was white, cishet, emo, could shapeshift into wolves,

i still have those few original characters though. i focus on other ones mostly but they’re still sort of The Iconic Squad im still perfecting them but theyre a lot better now and i like them a lot

35. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?

hmmmmmm well glitch comes to mind because something like this applies to him a lot ... for nearly his entire life he was forced to daydream, literally, and it took a massive toll on the state of his mind and body. it can be hard for him to tell reality apart from his thoughts. he does also worry a lot and has debilitating anxiety that makes him unable to properly function for a while at the beginning of his story. so i guess his imagination is pretty wild. but i’d say it’s more that he’s overall ruled by his past and his mental health

dreams and daydreaming and vivid imagination is very interesting to me though so its sort of a recurring theme in my characters and stories. i have a currently unnamed character who is the god of a universe in his mind and when he sleeps he’s awake in that world. so he never actually gets to rest. probably very exhausting. his good friend ginger also daydreams constantly, they nearly exist in two places at once as these daydreams serve as a portal to the nether realm

50. If your character was presented with imminent and unavoidable death/fatality, how would they react? Would they try to avoid death anyways? Would they try to make their last days count?

this question made me  teehee because this is actually sort of a plot in one of my stories. don’t want to spoil anything but ... i’m going to spoil it jDSNDSNJ it will probably be forgotten by the time i get anything written

as the magician (a “servant” to a goddess, allowing him special abilities to protect his people), nox is presented with a prophecy that predicts his death. he knows this for a relatively long time before it happens but i think he just pushes it down. he struggles a lot with ... emotions, i guess, and it’s easier for him to bottle things away so that he can continue being a positive influence on his community. it’s sort of part of the job? but it got way out of hand with him, idk, he’s mad depressed and has forced himself to forget how to express that. he almost ignores the prophecy so much he’s caught off guard when the time finally comes.

it gets a lot worse when you bring his apprentice into the picture - glitch, who has more or less become dependent on him and only has nox to thank for slowly being able to recover from what happened to him. he effectively taught him how to be a real person so he idolizes him a lot. when it finally happens and glitch realizes he neglected to warn him of his death, despite knowing how much he mattered to him, that would ... sting a bit, to say the least. he completely shuts down, all healing progress seeming to be instantly lost. from beyond the grave i feel that would make nox regret his decision to keep it secret, but what else could he possibly do, yknow? there’s no way you can make everybody happy when it comes to death

i feel like this answer is definitely cheating but im all out of ideas. thank you for coming to my ted talk

#:D #talk2medoll

[diveronarpg]

Congratulations, LOUISE! You’ve been accepted for the role of BEATRICE. Admin Em: Louise, your application was such a joy to read, and I knew by the time I finished with your interview and sample that this IS Brielle. You captured the balance between dreamer and cynic perfectly, brought life into our spark and made it impossible to tear our eyes away! You showed us why she’s not to be underestimated, why she’s a force in her own right - “That’s what caused her to win; not God, not luck and not whatever else people decided to give credit to.” Just Brielle. Brielle and her horse.  Please read over the checklist and send in your blog within 24 hours.

WELCOME TO THE MOB.

Out of Character

Alias | Louise

Age | 23

Preferred Pronouns | She/her

Activity Level | I’m moving to England in October and that might be a week where I won’t be as active because I need to settle in but I will still try to come on and, at the very least, do a few replies and plot! Overall, I’m pretty active and try to do replies on the daily and I’d say I’m a 6 out of 10, my activity depending on how much writing muse I have that day!

Timezone | Gmt

In Character

Character | Beatrice a.k.a Brielle King

What drew you to this character? | The first line of her biography hooked me in right away. It really intrigued me about her character and it got me curious about what was the story behind the words you guys used. I was pleasantly surprised. And as I kept reading, I just got this incessant feeling of wanting to explore her character more — I almost couldn’t even sit still (then again I never can’t) until the end of the biography because I was excited to do things for her, to write as her and to develop her.

                                                          When I got to the end of her biography, I found myself wanting to read it again and again; I adore the fact that Brielle, quite literally, built herself from nothing — she’s a dreamer and a cynic at the same time, with street smarts that would put most to shame. I like her independence. I like her strength and that includes her weaknesses, as well. And, most of all, I love how she’s everything people don’t expect her to be.

                                                           Brielle is strong in her own way and while she might not look intimidating, she is, in my opinion, the embodiment of the words “Throw me to the wolves and I will return leading the pack”. People look at her and see an outsider that will be eaten alive by the city of Verona but her past will prove them wrong; she might not end up ruling over the city of Verona but I believe she’s strong enough to sway some power in her favor, in her own way.

                                                           She’s clever, she’s intelligent, she doesn’t give up and doesn’t back down. And I love how she handled the cards that she was dealt, in a table where it’s so clear some people are being favored over others. She didn’t just sit back and waited for life to give her what she wanted; she didn’t wait for karma to finally give her the life she wanted and deserved. Instead, she took matters into her own hands and did what she had to do to get to where she is today.

What is a future plot idea you have in mind for the character? |

i. GREATNESS FROM SMALL BEGINNINGS. At the risk of sounding a bit too greedy, I would love to see Brielle become “more important” within the Montagues; of course, I don’t want her to become a Captain overnight but I do believe she has the potential to be quite the asset to the mob and climb that ladder, step after step and prove herself to be more than they expect her to be. She’s hardworking, an overachieving, always striving to do better and do it to the best of her abilities, proving that the doubts about her, whatever they may be, are plain wrong. This is a plot for the long-run and I think would be very interesting!

ii. BE STILL, DON’T MISS IT. Catherine Daly holds a very interesting place in Brielle’s mind. For someone that has always depended on her own mind, her own edcisions and her own beliefs, it would be refreshing to have someone that makes Brielle’s mind take another stance when it comes to proving to everyone who she is; perhaps, she could take a break, for a few hours, and just enjoy someone’s company and that someone would be Catherine. Like it’s said in her biography, Catherine reminds Brielle of her sister. Although she couldn’t compare to the unspoken bond between Brielle and her blood, Catherine fills a void that appeared in Brielle’s heart when she finally went out into the world and took what she wanted.

iii.  THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS. I’m quite interested in her mentor and mentoree relationship with Faron Vasiliev and how it’s implied that they are kindred spirits. I adore those types of connections and for someone that’s always depended on herself her entire life, it would be good to see Brielle keep her independence and her street smarts but still be able to lean on someone for some guidance; of course, she would say it’s only just so she can become better herself but I believe that, either way, it would be a good relationship to explore and let it influence Brielle.

iv. HAVE VIOLENT ENDS. When I read about her relationship with Brigette, I was so enticed by it. For someone that’s so fearless but keeps her own weaknessess in check, it’s really interesting to see Brielle lose control of her emotions, the reins a bit looser, when it comes to dealing with Brigette. I love that the word “fear” was mentioned and that Brielle believes she has never felt it, but come this porcelain looking girl and, in a moment, she feels as if the world is about to fall on her. I think the interactions between these two can show a different side of Brielle; instead of roleplaying the fearless, overachieving Montague soldier, I’ll be able to also write a more… vulnerable side of her, in terms of being close to afraid of someone.

v. WHAT’S A GOD TO A NON-BELIEVER. I know this is a really vague plot, but I’d like to have the possibility, as well, to explore a waver in her loyalty. The way I see it, Brielle is loyal to the potential that comes from being o Montague’s side and she’s loyal to her mentor; however, I’d like to see how far she could be pushed until she began realising that perhaps her loyalty wasn’t as certain as most would assume. I feel like throughout her biography I didn’t get the sense she was fully committed to the Montagues, so that’d be something I’d like to explore if it fit her and the plot!

Are you comfortable with killing off your character? | Right now, I’m going to have to say no. However, that might change in the future!

In Depth

In-Character Interview:

Come to the west, come to Verona and you’ll experience a life you’ve never experienced before. Brielle remembered her benefactor’s words like he had just said it to her, days ago. Although she had just arrived in Verona mere months before that very moment, it took the newspaper all but a few weeks after she arrived to schedule that small interview; lucky for her — or was it? — it was right in the middle of the Phoenix and the Turtle coffee shop and although she had just made an appearance, her alignment might just prove dangerous in that particular moment.

Sitting across from the interviewer, Brielle allowed her dark eyes to study the man for a few moments; middle-aged, carefully groomed hair and a suit that put most to shame, not to mention he had ignored technology and held a notepad and a ballpoint pen in his hand. The young woman didn’t want to do this interview but she knew better than to bite the hand that fed her.

Foregoing the famous coffee for which the Phoenix and the Turtle was known for, all the brunette wanted was to get out of that interview. The faster, the better.

What is your favorite place in Verona?

“Verona.” Brielle simply said, a lopsided smile appearing on her lips as if she had thought of such an answer just to appear clever; the young soldier didn’t have to appear to be anything. As far as people were concerned, she didn’t appear much but Brielle knew she was on her way to becoming everything. “I’m still getting to know the city of love, you know? So, I can’t name a place.” She figured if she talked enough, then he wouldn’t pester more than the necessary.

Why Verona? It’s the embodiment of the ultimate challenge; Brielle knows she can survive such a merciless town, plagued by both beauty and a crimson, scary river of blood from both sides of the city, inhabited by people with knives for tongues and smiles as deadly as a gun.There’s beauty in danger, she muses inside her own mind, but Brielle is too smart to be swayed by beauty.  The city that saw her as nothing but an outsider, the city that threatened to swallow her whole without knowing that she was made of poison.

She’s both proudful and humble and she hasn’t gotten this far, climbed through vines made of poison and thorns, to be made a fool of by Verona.

“But if you want to know a specific place, then whenever I’m racing or at the stables.” Whether it was Rio’s mere presence or the fact that whenever she was on a horse, she wasn’t just the outsider that had come to race in the West and try and make it there. Whenever she entered a race, she knew that inside that place, Brielle was another equestrian and a good one at that. Her roots didn’t matter because, at the end of the race, the only thing people remembered was whether or not she finished last or first.

“Life of an equestrian, right?”

What does your typical day look like?

There was something about sharing that had Brielle feel conflicted; she had no problem sharing a room or a piece of clothing or even her own bed. Coming from nothing, Brielle knows how it feels to be deprived of what you need and not what you want.

However, when it came to sharing her life, she was always with a foot in the room and another out the door.

“I’m an equestrian.” It was the perfect cover, wasn’t it? Brielle had grown up being invisible; being the daughter of a man that brought dinner to the table instead of sitting down and eating it, much like her family, Brielle was used to being in the background, never having the spotlight shine on her. And most didn’t care about horse races, at all.

Before, the fire that grew inside of her for being treated like nothing because she came from nothing had been just that — fire that never seemed to guide her anywhere (until it finally did). Now? It’s her ammo.

“If I’m not at the stables, taking care of my horse, Rio” river, stream — that’s what her horse’s name meant; it was a symbol for who she wants to become. If someone builds a new path for the river, it doesn’t do anything but shape itself to it and carry on until its final goal: the ocean. That’s who Brielle was, was it not? “ — I’m either training or just exploring the city. I’ve only been here for a couple of months, I know there’s still a lot to explore.”

And everything left unexplored had a darkness to it that called to the curious minds like a siren song.

What has been your biggest mistake thus far?

None. That was the first response that came to her mind because everything she did was because she wanted to do it. “Not coming to Verona sooner.” If she allowed herself to be truthful about something in her life, it was that.

Of course, it was the answer that she knew they wanted to hear, at least partly. If Brielle hadn’t come sooner, she wouldn’t have realized that she was so much more than everyone told her she was; she wouldn’t have raced against every doubt throw in her face and let it eat the dust she left behind; she wouldn’t have shown someone that took his position for granted that, if given the choice, she’d take it for herself and be better than they could ever be.

“The horse race tracks are much better here.”

What has been the most difficult task asked of you?

Oh, Brielle remembers it clearly. It was as if she would be able to look into the river that bathed Verona and see the scenario play in front of her, like some independent motion picture. It wasn’t a one time kind of tasks, that much she remembered. It was something spoken to her every day of her life, for hours on end. Mind your station. Watch who you’re talking to. Focus on your work and nothing else. Don’t expect too much of yourself. Those were the tasks that were hardest for her, but the absolute hardest was easy to remember.Don’t dream too much. “So far?” She wasn’t about to be truthful, not in this sort of… interview. “Riding a horse that wasn’t mine. It’s just… strange, I guess.”

What are your thoughts on the war between the Capulets and the Montagues?

It was the epitome of greed and malicious thoughts and actions, the home to people that believe themselves to be better than the rest just because they are native to fair Verona. Still, Brielle knew where she ought to be and where she wanted to be. “Just like in every war, there’s going to be a winner and a loser.” The brunette began, shrugging her shoulders. And I’m on the winning side. Brielle planned to make the most of the situation, just like she had done thus far — and, where success was concerned, she had managed to grip the reins of it even when life wanted to see her fall and stay down. “It’s not my place to comment any further.”

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The reds and the oranges of the sunset cascaded down the sky, lighting up the stables in a color that was fitting for what was happening at that moment; it was neither night nor day, dark nor light — it was an ambiguous hour and if one didn’t try hard enough they could mistake the colors of the sunset for those of a sunrise. It wasn’t defined and hard to pinpoint, just like Brielle was, many complained. For someone that didn’t have much growing up, her confidence and pride sure rivaled the ones of people that had been brought up with everything on their silver platter, from the latest piece of clothing to their precious silver spoon — or marble one, should they decide to eat caviar.

Up and down, up and down. Her hand followed the brush as she tamed Rio’s mane, a lovingly stare becoming an empty gaze as her mind got hypnotized by the repetitive motion and her thoughts began flowing away, thinking back to memories she hadn’t thought of since she got to Verona.

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The sounds around her began to fade and it was as if she was watching a show with a slow transition into another scene. Flashes of her childhood, of the word she had done before she even knew what working was. Brielle remembers walking by the oblivious people that surfed through the waves of an easy life while the young girl had to fight and swim among the same crashing waves; she remembers how she felt whenever they passed her by, ignored her and became the embodiment of the words ignorance is bliss.

Oh, they were as blissful as they could be, with rose-colored glasses matching their perfect outfits. Brielle’s glasses didn’t even have lenses, she saw the world exactly as it was and she still wanted to conquer it.

The faces of her parents and her sister looked right at her and though they moved their lips, there was no sound coming out of their mouths; Brielle’s memory was good but not that good. Her father, with a surname worthy of someone at the top of the food chain, was someone that lived to pick up the breadcrumbs from those around him. Her mother, either praying to a God that didn’t seem to know of their existence of knitting Brielle and her sister new sweaters for the winter was near and they didn’t have enough money for warm enough jackets. Brielle remembers looking around her house — if one could even call it that — and knowing that that life wasn’t meant for her, it wasn’t meant for anyone.

Then, every time she looked at the blissful people surrounding her, it was as if someone poured gasoline in the fire that kept her going. It was as if she had to thank those ignorant, rich kids for where she was right now.

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Brielle King? Brielle King?

The words echoed inside the stables and although she didn’t recognize the voice, she knew it was time for her and Rio to join the others and race. There was going to be no God with her in that track; only her hard work, dedication, and practice; the countless hours spent in the stables and the tracks, every day spent there and every drop of sweat that escaped her. There was a lot of preparation before every race, at least the way Brielle did it. That’s what caused her to win; not God, not luck and not whatever else people decided to give credit to.

It was Brielle and her horse, the hours they spend together training, getting maneuvers down to precise movements and a form that would put most to shame. Although Rio was a beautiful, white and light brown purebred, given to her by her benefactor, every time they stepped on the tracks, alongside more known jockeys, they were underestimated. They were the dark horse. With her helmet tugged under her arm, three fingers holding the reins of her horse, she walked out of the stable and looked at the person that called out to her. With a last name so memorable, it was a surprise that most would never remember her face in a crowd; though it was something she was used to.

Upon seeing her, the young woman questioned, “It’s time for the race”

Without hesitation, Brielle looked at Rio and ran her hand through his soft mane. “And we’re ready to win, aren’t we, Rio?”

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I got a reading done. I wanted to know why did I fall in love with Jay and why did they abuse me and neglect me that way, on and off for 2yrs

while they was engaged...all I gave her was their government name before even identifying as Jay or transitioning to Jaiden.

Everything was right about Jay being focused on career and finances cause they wanna save up and rent or buy a house with Ayunna so they can start a family. That's true.

The last part where she says it wasn't intentional to hurt me...I think she read it from Jay's side. Where from my side, it looks like she knew what she was doing and was going for the reaction she was looking for. You don't use your friends for sex and bdsm podiums to do shit without consent sometimes when you get drunk. Nor do you ignore aftercare after shut like that, as if I was asking for too much.

My thing is, if Jay loved me too...liked the reader said "Why did she do alllll that shit to me....but you treated your wife nicer and better than me. She even joined in on you torturing me, cause yall were both sadists. She got off on you yelling at me and calling me an asshole. When really you were being the asshole that night, getting into my face.

I know what they did was wrong and they knew that and still kept going as long as said yes and hid my pain from them. Cause everytime I was the one to start confronting them, they would cut off our conversations so disrespectful, and ignore that there even is a problem with our relationship....and then a few times blocked me just because they didn't like what I had to say.

See, the reader couldn't pick up on that because Jay doesn't believe that they are an abuser who completely denied ever being in love with me.

They would say, "I love everything about you, I'm just not 'in love with you."

"We're like wolves, but you're not my mate. I love Ayunna"

"I care about Ky, but I love you Ayunna and I'm going make you my wife, the mother of my children. All it is with Ky is lust." And she said this last one so loving and so dear as she looked into Ayunnas eyes, even to ignore that I was there sitting right next to them on the couch. I've never wanted to fight and to cry my whole life. I sipped 4 beers that night because of it. Holding in my pain like normal, because it showed me right there that Jay doesn't in fact care about me, not ever did they feel the same way.

Cause why would you have said that to her like that, right in front of my face, after I said I love you like 3wks ago....and then had the balls to want a kiss from me right after your wife and mother of your child, left out of the room???

Like wtfff.

Then the reader says Jay has mental and emotional insecurities and instabilities which is why they behave this way. Which is so fucking true. You have multiple personality disorder or dissociative identity disorder, all year round depression that you take meds for because you don't naturally make as much serotonin, you have multiple accounts of abuse trauma from different people....exes and family included (which was all 5 forms of abuse), you're a sadist, a sociopath, a controlling narcissist like your mother, you have a drinking problem, and you get insomnia from time to time, dysphoria, ADD, Codependent, Anxiety, PTSD, and you've self harmed before because you're a masochist.

And all of the reasons why I left were you hurt me multiple times, on and off neglected me and blocked me as punishment, you seemed to care more about me being your bdsm sex slave pet, than me actually being treated like a fucking friend, while I shut my trap, afraid you would leave me again and I learned that no matter how much of a good friend I was to you, gave you things I shouldn't, my body,, my face....you didn't care about any of that.. just as long as I came when you said come over and whatever I wanted and needed...didn't fucking matter.

In fact, I went as far to go date other people to get my emotional and sexual needs met because you were not satisfying me as a friend, a lover, and intimate partner. Actually, the no intimacy part is pretty much why I stopped really talking to you about how I felt..

BECAUSE YOU DONT CAREEEEE TO LISTENNNNN

You never respected me or even cared about how my emotions and my mental health were impacted by you. I told you I was feeling suicidal and depressed after you blocked me and left me for the 2nd time just because I was starting to date this girl, but I said I was in love with you....but you didn't want a commitment with me. You got upset all because I called ayunna an ice queen and blocked me.

And all you said in response to me was "alright" as if me being suicidal was not crucial enough for you to understand. Nor did it fucking matter to you as long as it wasn't you,huh?

Then when I actually decided to leave you for good and texted both you and Ayunna and said I've been jealous and depressed from this relationship and I need to go.

All You said was "you got problems" and later on blocked me. As if you closed the door right behind me.

I never wanna speak to you again. And don't care if you loved me or not. You treated me worse than my own mother, at least she had the decency to say I'm sorry and wanted us to work our relationship out.

Jocelyn, not once have you ever said I'm sorry for blocking you, leaving you for months, and coming back again to act like nothing happened and making me just drop it so you didn't have to tell your side about why you left me repeatedly. Never saying sorry I hurt your feelings. Never admitting that you were the one who was wrong and all that shit you flipped on me as my fault was utter bullshit.

I left so that the cycle would die, never to repeat again. And you would go away and live your life with Ms. Ugly and her bullshitty ass controlling rules, and her blatant, but true prudeness. While you still emotionally cheat on her through other females, because she's too stupid and codependent to say "hey I don't like sharing you jay" but instead she plots petty, passive aggressive shits to manipulate you into thinking I was the bad guy and deserves to be hated, disrespected, and neglected. And she had a ball seeing the girl who was prettier than her, get treated like trash.

Literally cause both you are and look like trash. Inside and out. Fucking fuckbois with vaginas. Get the fuck out of my face and go back to your dungeons.

I don't care how much baggage you have, for you to even feel the same way as I do for you and then for you to lie consistently to me and your soon to be wife...cause it's been 2yrs and yall still not officially Married??

You're a shitty husband. And you made me believe it was my fault the entire time. No, it was you Jay. You used me for money, alcohol, and a friend to talk to when you felt suicidal and didn't feel like hearing your wife judge you for being sad and depressed. What type of chubby wife is that? She judges you and makes it worse, and tried to force you to just be happy? And you actually have a mental illness 🤒

She sounds slow, annoying, rude, jealous, and stuck up her own ass, thinks she's a know it all, but she's really not. In fact she's enabling you to keep cheating on her and to give you that time to release your anger on other girls cause she likes that you remind us that she's your wife....even though you're not loyal and she doesn't even brag about you on her page.

You're the only one in the relationship being a cheerleader for your own relationship. She's a monster and you're a monster. And if that bitch wanna talk about "take responsibility and own up to your actions" I'll remind her of the stuff she never owned up. Tried to use me for her own personal sex toy too, just because you were starting to feel distant from working at the factory.

Which is the same factory my dad works at. I hope he sees your face and scares the fuck out you every time you see him. Cause you already know what he looks like....

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The series: Huey's Chronicles - Episode 1

I have been cursed for as long as I remember. I think I may have been born this way because I can’t recall any occurrence during my childhood that tampered with my “factory setting”. This is Huey’s Chronicles.

I picture myself as a wolf in a world filled with dogs yet for some reason, I too want to bark. It doesn’t make any sense; dogs are thought of as the domesticated, less deadly offspring of wolves, so why do I want to be one of them so bad, why do I need their respect, their approval, their love?

Questions like these and more are things I ponder on when I’m alone, which is most of the time actually. I think heaven made a mistake in the manufacturing process when it was my turn.

It makes perfect sense when you think about it; the reason I’m different is that “something” is missing or defective. Hundred percent the manufacturer’s fault has nothing to do with me at all.

My name is David Jones and for as long as I can remember I’ve felt different from everyone around me; picture a shark in the desert. I’ve never really felt at home anywhere and so I question everything.

It’s not even voluntary at this point anymore, tell me the earth is flat and I’ll disagree, tell me it’s round and I’ll also disagree. I’m in search of something I can’t name; like the words to express what I want haven’t been invented yet.

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I’ve been told that only dishonest people find it hard to trust but I think I might be an exception to that rule. I take everything told me with a grain of salt having learned the hard way that ignorance isn’t what we should fear but the arrogance that misinformation brings.

There is nothing on this earth more dangerous than a misinformed man. I’ve decided to chronicle my ramblings, my final quest in my attempt to understand the working of my mind.

I have vague memories of my childhood, the one-room apartment I shared with my parents and siblings, my neighbor’s daughter that everyone agreed was my wife, the “private” school we attended close to home; some memories are clearer than others.

Back then we were dirt poor but for some reason, my parents refused to accept that fact. I remember vividly being warned about hanging out with “street kids” or “agberos/area boys” as they were called back then.

I spent hours trying to think of the differences between them and us, we were both poor, we both lived in the crappy part of town.

Even though I and my siblings went to a “private” school, our school was easily the cheapest private school in the area which meant that most of the students were also “street kids”.

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So why exactly couldn’t I hang out with them after school? It made no sense to the 5 year old me but even as a kid I’ve been nothing but understanding.

I understood that staying away from them would make my parents happier so I did.

My parents were determined to raise well mannered and responsible children right in the heart of the ghetto so I did whatever I had to make their job easier.

My elder sister Claudia, unfortunately, didn’t share the same principles. Claudia had only 1 rule in her life, no rules.

She did what she wanted when she wanted and where she wanted to do it.

This, of course, meant that she spent the major part of her childhood serving punishment or being beaten because our parents literally lived by the Bible verse “spare the rod and spoil the child” but it’s either this was okay with Claudia or she was incapable of stopping herself from misbehaving.

My mother hardly beat us growing up and when she did, there was no hate in her eyes. She’d beat you now and call you 10 minutes later to come and eat.

If you were still crying she’d use her wrapper to wipe your tears and hold you to her chest while consoling you and educating you about the errors of your deeds.

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She always apologized after beating us; every single time. Mother genuinely hated to see any of her children in pain.

Our father, on the other hand, was something else. I’m not even ready to go into that right now but I’d rob a bank today if someone offered to take away some of my memories in exchange for money.

Now that I think about it, our poverty wasn’t the fault of my parents at all. I mean, it’s their fault for being broke and having children but it isn’t really their fault they were broke.

Let me explain. My mother grew up in a very dysfunctional family, she had 23 siblings, 2 stepmothers, and a very uninterested father. My maternal grandfather spent the bulk of her childhood drinking and chasing women.

He was hardly ever at home but once in a while he’d drop by, stay for a while, get one of his wives pregnant and leave again.

Since each of his wives was majorly concerned with feeding herself and her children education wasn’t really a priority in the household.

Children were expected to help with housework and in the farm, whatever they chose to do with the rest of their time was entirely up to them and as a result, most of my mother’s siblings are uneducated.

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Mother told us tales of how she and few of her siblings worked extra hours on a small plot of land given to them from their mothers share to be able to afford just the bare necessities for school.

She trained herself through primary, secondary school and university where she met the man that would become my father.

Father’s tale is a tale of riches to rags. His father was a very successful businessman in Port Harcourt till he let his greed cloud his judgment. My grandfather was convinced to donate all that he had (he even borrowed too) to invest in a very “sure” business.

The business required no input from him apart from his capital and it was certain to quadruple his investment overnight so without taking the necessary precautions Grandpa handed everything over to the strange man that he didn’t really know but called “friend. “.

His friend vanished with the money as soon as he collected it leaving grandpa to face the people the money was borrowed from. Grandpa had a stroke a week later; two weeks later he started selling off his properties and that officially marked the beginning of their descent into poverty.

Continues on Poverty Must Die, Huey’s Chronicles – Episode 2

Written by Leon Chuks

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