#odile is so fucking pretty guys

[yuu-reiii-151]

first post on new art acc lezgooo!! im so normal about siffrin in stars and time

(speaking of which!! go play in stars and time by @insertdisc5 !! its a Very Good Game!!!!! so much charm to it!!!! yippeeee!!!!!)

#in stars and time #isat #siffrin #isat isabeau #odile isat #isat loop #isat fanart #in stars and time fanart #im only on act 2 atm but im having a blast so far #cant wait for siffrin to Peep The Horrors soon if the opening cg is anything to go by LOL #odile is so fucking pretty guys #drops this and runs #digital art #artists on tumblr #idk how to tag lol #now i hide for the next 50 million years

[basilpaste]

hey hey do yall want my incoherent classpect rambles for the isat cast that i wrote while half asleep at 2 am?? too late!!!

odile is a heart player. 'oh but basil!! shouldnt she be a mind player or something?' no. the core of her character is her identity and lack thereof. shes intelligent and strong willed and has an innate understanding of many things. she cares for others deeply in a way she keeps close to her chest. mage of heart? she understands people but feels separate from them. i think her repeatedly almost clocking siffrin is also something that feels right for a mage of heart. despite sharing a classpect with meulin, shes less of a leijon heart player and more of a dirk one. if that makes sense.

mira is a maid of hope. this is an easy one. she could also be breath, i also see breath, because… change. but her character is so tied to the idea of hope that its gotta be. other peoples hope for her, the pressure she puts on herself because of that, that stuff. shes a maid not just for the housemaiden thing but because maids are 'fixers'. it ties nicely into her quest to save her home and also the fact that shes the only one who can. i also think her lack of belief in herself is a very 'hope' thing. jake is a pretty prime example of a hope player who doesnt hold hope for themself as much as for others.

i!!!! like mind player isabeau!!!! i think odile heart and isa mind is very good!!! im thinking heir of mind isa. heirs are passive which works well with isa being the character who gives the team the most buffs! heir of mind reads 'im going to weaken my enemies and bring up my team' to me. hes a smart guy. he knows hes smart. even when he lets people walk all over his intelligence. hes shockingly bad at handling his own emotions despite being good with other peoples. hes a loyal and trusting guy who often finds himself lost within the gap between who he is and who hes perceived as.

bonnies a range player. thumbs up. anger and fear are their driving forces for a lot of the game. theyre deeply emotional at the best of times. theyre a kid with a lot on their plate. this makes sense. i kind of like rogue of rage for them? their feelings tend to instill emotion within the rest of the party. even the idea of them being hurt drives a protectiveness in the adults. in the same way, they can steal away peoples emotion and mellow them out by being the most emotional person in the room.

also i like the symmetry of two aspect pairs with sif being alone. which leads me to:

sif is a time player. an argument could be made for him being a space player. but they are a time player because of the fucking. time loops they manifested for themself. sifs a knight. hes a knight of time. yes like dave strider but also because they are. every action they take is for their family. the time loop they stick themself in is because he wants to continue to be with them. knights serve. they push away their own thoughts and feelings for the sake of protecting those they feel an obligation towards. get back to the stage, siffrin.

loop is also a knight of time! hope this helps!! but theyre an arguably less stable knight? their influence in the story is mostly from the sidelines. they dont have control over anything anymore. they watch as the same thing happens over and over and over again. i think that seeing that and knowing that you not only caused it but you cant directly do anything to stop it is the worst punishment a knight could possibly receive.

#in stars and time #in stars and time spoilers #odile isat #isabeau isat #mirabelle isat #bonnie isat #siffrin isat #loop isat #classpect #if you disagree that is totally fair!!! im not like. the god of classpecting or anything. #im personally very fond of my picks but that doesnt have to be your thing! like i could easily see someone arguing witch of breath for mira #i obviously feel the strongest about loop and sif but again i could see an argument for both of them being space players! #i also play rage as 'emotion' when i classpect a lot of the time? which is popular fanon but not always everyones dig. #waugh!!!!

[lesbianfakir]

do you have any thots or hcs about the ptutu protags’ fav dances/moves. i have a personal hc that although ahiru is generally a clumsy person she’d probs do better with fast but rhythmic/almost percussive footwork n moves than she does with the control required for long and sweeping movements in ballet. like if you put that girl in tap or some kind of kpop choreography or hip hop she might have a lot more fun doing it

Yesssssss I love this ask. So fair warning I love dance but I don’t know a ton about it

I’ve never thought about Duck doing some more contemporary dance styles but holy fuck you have a big brain she has the energy!! I’m loving the vision of her in tap. I don’t know why but I feel like Duck would have a lot of fun with swing dancing. I don’t necessarily think she’d be good at it but she seems to really enjoy partnered dances and the more easygoing fun atmosphere would click with her.

With fakir I think he’d be best in roles that requiere a lot of physical strength and focus on stamina, mainly in the jumps. Boy needs a way to get all his energy out. I saw a swan lake production where there was this jester guy doing these INSANE leaps and spins and I was sitting there like fakir could do that. Imagine. Imagine it. Fakir in a stupid jingly doing the most physically demanding jumps you ever did see. Also let’s be real he does not smile when he dances which could be a real problem if you tried to cast him in a leading non villain role

I see rue as very controlled very graceful but with a lot of power behind her dancing. I think she could be very versatile, able to play all sorts of characters. Like come on rue would be a great choice to play both odette/odile she can do the tragic doomed princess and she can do powerful scheming girlboss. Rue would be such a huge fan of waltzes too girl would love a good waltz. She’d be all about any chance to show off and look perfect and graceful with someone she cares about.

Mytho is honestly perfect for ballet he fits the vibe so well. It’s sad that the sport is so divided by gender because I think he would be GREAT en pointe. He’s very graceful and pretty in a way that I think translates well into a lot of typically women dominated ballet roles. As is, he works perfectly in any sort of traditional prince or love interest ballet role

#lea talks #asks #sorry this is more focused on broad roles rather than specific styles of dance #i don’t know ton of dance terminiology #i went to two sessions of a ballet class and I had to quit because of my knee #fakir has really great spotting <—p much the only dance term I learned I can recognize in tutu #anyways yayyyy thank you for the ask this was super fun!!!

[psychovigilantewrites]

Odette

Pairing: Jason/Reader

Genre: Drabble Fluff

Wordcount: 2,170

A/N: Hey guys!! I’m finally back! So sorry I’ve been away for so long. Will reply to my asks soon. But for now, here’s a Saturday Drabble :)

I was going to make it a full blown ONLY smut, but for some reason I decided to keep it relatively PG lmaaaooo

Masterlist

Kofi

Jason thought you were kinda spoiled. You had your own little dance studio in the manor. But then again, he couldn't say anything much since there was a goddamn cave dedicated to Batman and all of their nighttime activities down below, after all. 

But what actually annoyed him the most about you was that you'd ask any one of them to sit by the music player and help pause, or fast forward, or rewind, or replay the music while you danced. 

And fuck, did he hate watching you dance. 

Well, not really. 

He just hated the way he reacted while watching you dance. For one, he thought himself as a perverted creep while he watched you. Secondly, he kept on wondering whether the rest of his brothers had the same thoughts and reaction as he did when it was their turn to sit down on the wooden floors pressing buttons. 

The worst part were the mirrors, god. The fucking mirrors. There were mirrors everywhere. 

He sometimes would catch his own reflection, frowning as if in deep thought. Sometimes he caught himself with his mouth slightly ajar. And the worst was when he caught himself with dark, lustful eyes. The mirrors were a blessing as well as a curse. It reminded him to keep it together, to behave. But then it showed him how fucking ugly he looked, his large figure slumping against the mirrored wall behind him as you danced gracefully. 

He watched as your strong muscular thighs rippled and move, your calves contracting as you pointed your toes. 

He was always amazed by you. Your physique looked powerful, toned by all the dancing you did. Yet, you managed to walk and move so gracefully, like a swan floating in a pond. 

Jason could never.  

The first time he saw your feet, he almost gasped. The cuts, bruises, the chipped nails and blisters. Some covered and patched up by normal plasters. 

He then realised every time you put on your pointe shoes, you were in pain.  

The beauty and grace he saw on the outside covered the torturous and endless wounds. 

He couldn't fathom it, why you would put yourself through all of that. And it made him respect you even more. 

But Jason particularly hated it when you stretched. After pointe stretches, you would put on your practice shoes, the battered soles and discolored ribbons that were wrapped around your ankles a contrast to your pretty, pretty skin. 

Then you would stand up and hold the wooden bannister that ran horizontally across the mirrored walls. One foot down on a pointe, you would stretch your other leg slowly, first bringing your knees up towards your chest, then move it sideways, and stretching your whole leg up as high as you could go. 

And you could go pretty fucking high. 

Jason would gulp whenever you did that, the skin tight outfit you wore allowed him to see everything. 

Allowing him to imagine the oh so many different positions he could fuck- no. He couldn't think that. He couldn't allow his mind to wander like that. Especially about you, who were pure and innocent. 

But it still didn't stop his body from reacting. 

Sometimes when it got too much, and he lost control of his body, he would shift there on the floor, bringing his knees up to his chin to hide his raging hard on. 

One day after a particular long stretching session, and an equally long dance practice, you sat in front of him while you took off your shoes. 

He had prayed to whatever deity that his boner would disappear after you were done, but there he was, still hiding it when you started talking to him, legs crossed on the floor opposite him.

“Hey, Jay?” you started. 

“Hmm?” 

“Would you like a ticket to see my performance this Saturday?” you smiled shyly, tucking a stray hair from your messy bun behind your ear. 

“Yeah, sure!” he said,”I’d love to.”

“Thanks,” you beamed at him. 

“Are the others going as well?” 

“Well,” you frowned, biting your lower lip, “I haven't asked.”

“Why not?” 

“I don't know if they're interested,” you explained, “And if they're not, they're going to say yes anyway just to be nice. Then they're going to have to sit there, all bored. I don't want to put them through that.” 

“But you'd put me through that, huh?” he teased. 

“Well, it's different with you,” you avoided his eyes, “You actually watch me, you know? The others would just play with their phones or something. But I noticed that you’re the only one who would actually sit down and watch me dance. That's why I thought you wouldn't mind.”

“I-uh-yeah,” he sputtered, “I think it's great. Talent. Your dancing. Spinning and stuff.” 

He wanted to punch himself in the face, ashamed that he had got caught. Thankfully, you thought that his intentions were innocent. 

Jason was probably being too hard on himself, as Dick would tell him. He did like watching you dance. He appreciated how you were so passionate about the art form. 

So it wasn't just about his goddamn lust. 

“I think the others would be happy to go,” Jason added, “You should ask them.” 

“I don’t know,” you bit your lip. 

“Hey, look at me,” he reached for your chin, tilting it to meet his eyes, “Trust me. They’d appreciate you asking them. Okay?” 

Jason saw your big, puppy eyes change from confusion, to worry, to resolve. 

“Okay,” you answered, “I’ll ask them. Thanks, Jay.” 

***

“W-wait, what? Did you know about this, Todd?” Damian sputtered in front of the ballet poster that showed your face covered in makeup. 

They were at the performing arts theatre, waiting for your performance to start. The warm lights were brightly reflecting on the intricate details of the chandeliers. The theatre was crowded, and your face was everywhere. He was not expecting the show to be big. 

“Know what?” he grunted. 

“That she’s playing both Odette and Odile!” Damian gushed. 

Jason let out a low whistle. He was familiar with Swan Lake- the way he was familiar with most classical literature, plays, and performances. He knew it was rare for one dancer to be playing both the White and Black Swan. 

He wasn’t surprised, though. He watched you dance regularly and he knew how good you were. 

“Is that a big deal?” Dick asked. 

“Grayson, your lack of knowledge confounds even me sometimes,” Damian tutted, “It’s not just a big deal, it’s a very big deal.” 

“That’s amazing,” Tim chimed in, “Who knew, huh?” 

“If you guys actually paid attention to her, you wouldn’t be this surprised,” Jason grumbled. 

All four of them, including Bruce who had remained silent the whole time stared at Jason with eyebrows raised. 

“What?” he snapped. 

“Nothing,” Dick smirked. 

They were then ushered in. In the end, Bruce had paid for box seats, so they were all seated separately from the crowd. The lights dimmed and the dance began. 

Jason blocked the outside world the moment he saw you come on stage. It was Jason’s first time seeing you in full makeup and costume, and he was entranced. 

Hypnotized by your grace, your beauty, your- fuck, your everything- for the next few hours he forgot where he was, who he was, and just watched you. 

Suddenly, he heard a roaring noise in his ear. For some reason people were making noise. He was already annoyed, before he realised that the crowd was in standing ovation.

He hadn’t even realise that it was over. He blinked his eyes when the lights came back on, and saw that you and your fellow dancers were waving and bowing on the stage. You were carrying a large bouquet of roses, and everyone else were throwing flowers at you. 

Jason looked over to Bruce, and he saw the look that he’d been craving for his whole Robin life. 

Pride.

He gulped, and then turned to leave. 

“Where are you going?” he heard Tim ask. 

“See if I can catch her backstage,” he shrugged, and left without waiting for an answer. 

He waited for the applause to die down, for everyone to make their way back home. He thought that you would probably be in your dressing room by then. So he made his way past the other dancers, the racks of costumes. Then, he stopped himself outside the door that had your name plastered on it. 

He raised his hand to knock- but paused right before his knuckles hit the wooden door. He heard noises inside. 

“I’m really grateful for your kind words, but I think you should leave, Phillippe,” he heard your hushed whispers. 

“But baby-” 

“For the thousandth time, I’m not your baby,” you snapped. 

“Everyone else wants me, why not you?” the man whom Jason assumed was Phillippe demanded. 

“I’ve got someone else,” you replied curtly, “Now please leave.” 

“I’ll make you forget him,” Phillippe tried, “I’ll make you want me.” 

“What the hell are you doing?!” you shrieked. 

Jason broke down the door then, to see that the tall blond man who played the Prince earlier had you against your dresser, holding your wrists. 

“This- this room is for dancers only!” Phillippe yelled. 

Jason didn’t give him a warning, didn’t give him any words of threat either. 

Instead, he growled, and then tore the man away from you and hit him straight in the nose, hearing the satisfying crunch. 

Phillippe stumbled back, clutching his bloodied face. “You broke my nose!” he wailed. 

“I’ll break more than just your nose if you ever come close to her again,” he muttered coldly. “Leave. Or else.” 

Phillippe scrambled away pathetically. 

Jason closed his eyes shut and tried to control his breathing, to not let the rage and anger seep in.

“Jason,” your soft voice broke him out of his concentration, but thankfully not in a bad way. 

“I’ll have someone fix your door,” he apologised. 

You were already out of your costume and makeup, and were only wearing your casual clothes. Your hair was still up, with some stray strands framing your face. You were standing close to him. 

“It’s fine,” you dismissed, “I’ll explain it to them.”

“Did he hurt you?” he frowned. 

“Nothing I can’t handle,” you grinned. 

“I’m serious,” he insisted, “If he hurt you in any way I’ll-”

“I’m fine, Jason,” you rolled your eyes, “Really. I could have handled it even if you hadn’t broke down the door.” 

“Fine,” he sighed. 

“So you guys watched the whole thing?” you changed the subject. 

“Nah, I think I saw everyone dozing off,” Jason teased, “Especially Bruce. Did you know he snores?”

“Jason!” you giggled. 

“Yeah, I was the only one paying attention. I tried to wake them up, to no avail.” 

“Oh, did you now?” you smirked. 

Somehow you had gotten even closer to him. He could feel your body heat, and smell your perfume. 

He gulped. 

“Y-yeah,” he stuttered, “You were great. With the spinning. And jumping. And stuff.” 

“Spinning and jumping?” you laughed, “Thanks, Jay.” 

“I think-” Jason took a deep breath. And another. And another. 

“You think..?” you prompted. 

“Ithinki’minlovewithyou,” he spilled. 

“You’re only realising this now?” you said, “You dumbass.” 

“W-what?”

“You’ve been staring at me dancing with your mouth open for a year and a half, Jason,” you rolled your eyes, “And it took you a full blown national ballet event to figure it out?”

Jason blinked. 

“It’s okay,” you reached out your hand and caressed his cheek, “I know how you’re emotionally constipated and all that.” 

“Emotionally-” Jason started. 

“And don’t worry, I know how much my warm up routines affect you,” you winked, “You don’t have to explain a single thing.” 

“Warm up..?” he repeated, until he realised what you were saying. He felt his cheeks heat up furiously. 

“Your warm up routines affect me too,” you bit your lip. “Your pull ups, and push ups, and sit ups, and whatever ups.” 

“You’ve been checking me out?” Jason’s eyebrows shot up. 

“Duh,” you rolled your eyes again. You closed in on him, and pressed yourself against his body, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Jason.” 

“Yeah?” he whispered back, feeling the light brushes of his lips against yours. 

“Kiss me.” 

“Okay.” 

He pressed his chapped, dry lips against your soft, plump ones and groaned at the relief of just having you, feeling you. He wanted to kiss you slow and sweet, but you had other ideas. 

You pried open his lips with your own and forced your tongue inside his mouth to explore, all the while gripping his shirt and pulling him closer to you, grinding your front against his, getting him excited in too short a time. 

“Woah, woah,” he stopped you, “Not that I didn’t enjoy that, but the door is broken and can’t be locked. You think this a good idea?” 

You contemplated for a while, and with a pained expression on your face, you groaned out loud. 

“Fine, we’ll take it home.” 

#jason todd x reader #saturday drabble

[emrysalways]

Barbies Ranked

Wherein I rank the main characters and plots of every movie I've seen in the BCU (Barbie Cinematic Universe)

Clara-Barbie in The Nutcracker (2001)

The OG. First barbie movie I ever saw. Yes there were barbie movies that came out before this, but this is the only one I care about. The movie that kicked off the ballet phase, so automatic points there. Wierd animation looking back, but really cool when I was a kid. I had a crush on the nutcracker and I thought it was cool that Clara could be kickass and kind and girly all at the same time. Kind of trippy to watch now because it could be a little disjointed but honestly? It still holds up.

Barbie:

10/10 that's a fuckin barbie right there

Plot:

100/10 cant beat the classics.

Rapunzel- Barbie as Rapunzel (2002)

Okay I'm not gonna lie, it's been forever since I watched this. But I remember I liked the magic paintbrush and hated the prince. Cool sassy dragon sidekick. Boring otherwise. Not because of barbie, she did what she always does, not her fault she got a bad script.

Plot:

3/10 for walking so Tangled could run.

Barbie:

7/10 kind of a flat character

Odette- Barbie of Swan Lake (2003)

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE. When I say I cried yall dont understand i fucking CRIED bitch the performance was breathtaking i felt like i was LIVING in the story. This movie made me beg my mom to let me take ballet classes, which sucked, but not this movies fault. It inspired me, a shithead six year old delinquent in training, to want to be beautiful and elegant and utterly tragic. Odette has never been played by a finer actress, Barbie just gets the nuance of this character and by god does she perform. My only complaints are odiles voice is fucking annoying and rothbart seemed to be heavily based on Jewish stereotypes which is obviously pretty bad.

Plot:

9999999/10 I mean even the barbie flourishes were good

Barbie:

1000/10 she snapped

Anneliese and Erika- Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper (2004)

Wooooo boy was this a dick punch of a movie. First of all, the plot? You need to suspend a hell of a lot of disbelief to watch this without treating it like a comedy. To be fair, it's a really good comedy. I will get it out that I think barbie did great playing two roles at once. Hard to believe that's just her, but recall this is before barbie got her friends in on the acting scene. For what she had, she did great. That said, she isnt the reason I remember this movie. Preminger stole the fucking show. Although upon rewatch , I realized a similar issue with the swan lake thing above so I'm a little worried about the villain pattern here. Will keep looking.

Plot:

8/10 I liked the songs

Preminger:

100/10 she HAS the range

Annika- Barbie and the Magic of the Pegasus (2005)

Again, not a lot of memory here. There was a pegasus, like a kingdom of them I think? I'm pretty sure this one had more ballet and ice skating so that's cool. I think I remember Annika being like, kickass for a princess movie. I cant even remember the bad guy so that's all to say there.

Plot:

4/10 ice skating cool

Barbie:

7/10 everyone has a wierd period.

Genevieve- Barbie in the 12 Dancing Princesses (2006)

This is hands down my favorite movie. Why? Lots of dancing. Lots of characters. The sisters all have distinct personalities. The villain is super fucking sinister as she attempts to murder their father. The music is so sweet. Theres the usual romance, but it's not the main focus of Genevieve to catch a man. She loves her sisters and her father and just wants to dance to remember her mother. Shes brave and clever and I used to dream of having a magic room of my own where I could run away to dance. Basically? This movie slaps. You should check it out, if you haven't seen.

Plot:

😭/10 full bias I root for them the entire time

Barbie:

10000/10 honorable mention to actresses for sisters, very decent work all around.

Rosella- Barbie as the Island Princess (2007)

dude this movie is incredible. The inherent drama of being barbie Tarzan. And the music? Start humming "I want to know" within range of anyone who's seen this movie even ONCE and its like unlocking a deep cover memory. Her dress was great, the animals were fantastic support, the prince was a legitimate himbo. Villain was great too, huge bitch, huge hair, almost won.

Plot:

67882/10 everyone carried their weight here

Barbie:

9/10 one point taken off because feral island girl had no armpit hair and that always bothered me

Anyway its 8 am now and I did this instead of sleeping so I'm gonna just call it here. I have seen more barbie movies, these are just the ones up to 2008 that I care about. If you guys wanna see more lmk and I'll make this part one.

#barbie #barbie movies #barbie in swan lake #barbie in the nutcracker #barbie the island princess #rapunzel #pegasus

[onceuponanaromantic]

SWAN LAKE BUT QUEER

Featuring: powerful badass gay sorceress, very Bi swan queen, bby swans who ship them to hell and back, and an entitled prince who gets smacked in the face at the climax by a horde of swans

(a ramble of an idea that started as messages from me to @a-blue-hoodie. not very coherent)

- the events of the ballet still start the same Prince is still an asshole Odette is looking for a way to break the curse put on her by von rothbart

- But here we also see Odile in the background

- Odile is of course.... a powerful sorceress and daughter of evil sorcerer dude

- But of course being daughter of evil sorcerer dude means that... the sorcerer only sees u as a tool to use to seduce whoever Odette manages to get to fall in love

- And to do household chores and like lesser basically

- Odile’s basically surrounded by ladies all the time and her dad doesn’t even entertain the possibility of like her not being straight so.

- I mean the only thing women are useful for is seduction and caregiving obviously

- And for being unfaithful to men apparently so that’s why they’ve been turned into swans

- Odile is very gay for the swan queen Odette

- She’s also very ignored by her dad and has become a pretty powerful sorceress but she’s a girl right so obv she can’t be like smart or anything acc to her dad

- So Odette is tryna get a dude to fall in love with her like the average girl cursed by an evil wizard do.

- Well average straight girl except Odette is kind of Bi for goth swan sorceress Odile

- But she’s a girl so obv that can’t be used to break the spell (/s)

- Actually she also hasn’t figured out that her feelings for Odile are not. Very straight feelings but hey. Girls gotta have her sexuality crisis

- So odette still meets the Prince who falls in love with her and she’s like okay cool! I can break the spell I have a Dude here this is True Love

- And odile who has never really expected odette to love her back is like ‘........I’m sad but good for u I guess’ with a healthy (not) dose of pining and bittersweet

- So the other swans are like... on one hand this might break the curse on the other hand, odile! And on the third and heretofore unnoticed hand, the Prince is kind of an entitled asshole to odette

- But odette needs to get to the palace right for the prince’s wife-picking ceremony so obviously the person she asks for help is like. Odile.

- Odile, who is a Good Friend, helps her and so as swans they all make their way to the palace even tho like obviously odile’s heart is like

- Dying inside

- Disaster gay odile is really sad just saying

- Anyway on the journey like odette realised that odile is a Very Good Friend who she thinks about kissing sometimes and has not-very-straight thoughts about

- But of course that’s Normal right everyone thinks their friends are very clever and very interesting and fun and also very strong and kind and maybe kissing her would be nice and

- Ok I’m imagining one of the younger swans odette confides to is like ‘... sounds like u have a crush on odile to me’

- And like just before they get to the palace like st one point lime odile falls asleep in odette’s lap and odette is like ‘.....WAIT SHIT IM BI’

- IM VERY BI FOR ODILE

- WHAT DO

- And then by then the journey ends right and they reach the palace only for odile’s dad to be an Asshole as he do

- So odile tells him ‘no I’m not doing that to odette’ and he gets all pissed and uses magic to force her

- odette comes in and sees the prince staring at odile and believing that odile is odette and she’s like. Oh.

- But it turns out that she’s more jealous of the Prince which causes a bi crisis along with yknow the other thing with the fact that obviously the Prince isn’t faithful

- the curse strikes and the Prince is all like ‘oshit’ and odile rips herself away as soon as she can break the enchantment that she’s been picking at the entire time

- And odette is like flying away and so they arrive at the lake and odile flies after her in black swan form

- And the other swans fly aft them of course like ey. EH WAIT MUMS COME BACK

- Becos obviously the other swans figured out that odile loves odette back and lime oh come on seriously. THERES A SOLUTION U DISASTER QUEERS

- and then they come in in time to see odile cradling odette and admitting that she’s in love with odette as she dies and that she’s been in love with odette for like years.

- while trying to break the spell using that loophole that technically it didn’t have to be a guy who loved odette

- And guess what

- The other swans help and

- Odile succeeds just as the Prince comes running and all aggressive galloping and loud declarations of love

- And Gallantry*

- So like the Prince comes in just in time to see odette in odile’s arms

- And obviously he’s like EVIL SORCERESS MUST KILL

- And the swans get in between them as he draws his sword and charges at her

- And he can’t get at odile becos the swans keep smacking his head and arms and legs

- So that there’s a lot of chaos

- See when a horde of swans descend on u it’s not fun

- And then to make things worse the sorcerer comes like ‘I TRACKED U HERE LET ME REJOICE IN UR SORROW’

- And odile is just like so tired at this point that she goes like ‘fuck off dad’

- And then like banished him becos

- She’s too tired to remember that she’s not allowed and can’t do that

- Becos actually the only thing really preventing her was she thought she couldn’t and her dad made her so hurt

- So she like thought she cldnt cos she cldnt when she was younger like

- Yknow that thing with like the elephants like if u tie them up Becos they’re young they don’t realise they can like actually do shit to break the ropes later

- But anyway so she banishes her dad and the Prince is being set upon by like a horde of angry swans who’s like ‘DONT FUCK UP OUR SHIP GETTING TO THIS STAGE TOOK EFFORT’

- Becos seriously odette and odile are like the mums of the swans the mums are FINALLY getting together come ON ASSHOLE UR NOT STOPPING THIS SHIT

- but anyway so it’s at this point that odette wakes up and she’s confused of course Becos she’s like

- Wait I thought I got cheated on last minute with my crush?

- And then she sees odile crying and she’s like

- Wait. What?

- And odile is like looking at her like she can’t believe it and is like ‘wait it worked? It worked!’

- And odette is just ‘wait. I just remember u saying u loved me or sth??’ And odile’s. ‘Yes I love u?? I love u for like years already??’ And odette’s like

- ‘WAIT HANG ON WHATS THIS CHANGE WHAT DO U MEAN MY CRUSH LIKES ME BACK’

- But obviously she’s just apparently been revived from the dead and she’s not just gonna question after like getting over shock so she just kisses odile

- Who’s so surprised that she falls over in a flailing black skirt and all

- And at this point the swans all leave off the Prince by being transformed back to human and are all cheering and catcalling

- and the Prince is like what the fuck and odile is like ‘MY CRUSH LIKES ME BACK IM TOO HAPPY TO DEAL WITH YOU NOW GET OUT’ and the Prince is just

- Pushed out of the area by her magic

- Helped of course by several swan maidens who think that he shld be really gotten rid off

- Also the Prince is really entitled like ‘I’m ur one true love! How dare u! She must have enchanted u!’ And the swans are like ‘yeah fuck off shoo’

- So the Prince is shoved back to his castle by force

- And the swans get their swan queen mum who’s happy to feed them and like mum and deal with estate issues and all and like powerful goth sorceress mum who’s powerful as shit and smart and also a hell of a nerd

- And who occasionally gets requested by like various groups of people who are honestly happier to deal with her than her dad

#i will probably clean this up at some point tmr #to be deleted once i clear this up #swan lake #queer #rewrites of fairytales #syl's writing #syl doesn't know if they will actually write this stay tunes #syl is very queer #'is this too queer' syl asks #'straight people never ask is this too straight' syl thinks #syl is fine #writeblr #fantasy #also let me include an anti-monarchical flavour there #yeah ill deal with this tmr #this is like just a dump of all my messages on this idea to blue #poor blue #Blue has to deal with this all the time #we share a brain

[laurent--stpierre]

ORIGINS & FAMILY:

Name: Laurent Saint-Pierre.

Nickname: None. He hates when people try to shorten his name to anything. Last name is generally abbreviated to St. Pierre, though.

Birthday: December 28th. 

Age: 37.

Gender: Male.

Place of Birth: Élysée, Paris, France.

Places Lived Since: Launceston, Massachusetts, and Porto Velho, California, United States. Messina, Sicily, Italy.

Current Residence: Chelsea, Kensington & Chelsea.

Nationality: French. Doesn’t hold dual-nationality.

Parents: Grégoire Saint-Pierre, Céleste Évreux.

Number of Siblings: Four. Odile, Agnès Saint-Pierre (sisters), Étienne, Jean-Paul Saint-Pierre (brothers) Laurent is second youngest, after Odile. 

Children: One (that he knows of) a daughter, Gaia Cacace. That is something he has shared with nobody. Not even Odile.

Relationship With Family: It’s complicated. Growing up, Laurent’s parents were always more focused on working and their own hectic lives. It meant that the kids pretty much fended for themselves, despite the nannies, and whilst it might seem like that would have driven him closer to his siblings, the only one he ever really bonded with was his sister Odile; the single relative from Paris he still actively keeps in contact with. It was the rejection of his parents as a young boy that drove him into the streets of Paris in the first place. When he stole, they simply threw more of their wealth at him, thinking that if they bought him what he needed then he would stop. Obviously, it didn’t work, and he’s not really sure they’re sorry about it. Don’t get him wrong, it’s pretty fucked up (considering they essentially abandoned him during his prison time) but he still loves them. He just…doesn’t like them. Laurent saw them briefly when he got engaged to Claudia, but hasn’t bothered trying to see them since.

Happiest Memory:  Without a doubt, his best friend’s wedding. Laurent might not have always approved of Oliver and Aurélie’s relationship, but finally seeing the man happy after all the shit they’ve been through was important to him. That was a good fucking time. I think all of the French took count of the things they had to appreciate in their lives at that point. It was a few days where they could just celebrate and forget about all the shit they had to go back to in Launceston.

Childhood Trauma: Besides his shitty upbringing, and ignorant parents, nothing.

PHYSICAL:

Height: 5′11″

Weight: 177lbs.

Build: As we say in the UK: built like a brick shithouse. Laurent is a big guy in terms of muscle, despite having a smaller frame than some of his colleagues. Serves him well.

Hair Color: Brown.

Usual Hair Style: Usually, he doesn’t do much to it. Has a habit of just falling into a scruffy look that suits him. Is also sporting a beard for the first time in his life.

Eye Color: Blue.

Glasses? Contacts?: Neither, his eyesight is perfect.

Style of Dress/Typical Outfit(s): Laurent is incredibly picky about what he wears. He knows that it’s important to look good to make an even better first impression, and for that reason, he takes a lot of pride in his appearance. Suits make up the majority of his closet. Tom Ford three-pieces for formal, Hugo Boss for daily. If you’re lucky enough to catch a glimpse of the rare, non-suited Laurent, then he’s probably in some black jeans, a plain t-shirt, and a leather jacket.

Typical Style of Shoes: The expensive leather kind. So try not to bleed when he’s kicking you in the fucking head. 

Jewellery? Tattoos? Piercings? No piercings, no tattoos. The only jewellery he wears is his St. Clair signet ring, and it’s a great source of pride for him.

Scars: Far too many to list them all. I suppose his most obvious are the ones when he got shot up at the Versailles hotel opening. Took four gunshots that night, and was lucky to survive. Has some pretty nasty ones from his time in the basement, but thankfully they spared his face. I would imagine the rest of his body looks pretty torn up though.

Unique Mannerisms/Physical Habits: None.

Athleticism: Incredibly fit. Laurent used to compete as a junior boxer, and has definitely kept his skills up. If he’s not at Vixen, sleeping, or on the job, he’s probably working out. Does a lot more strength than cardio. Loves to fight.

Health Problems/Illnesses: Cocaine addiction. Probably only has half of his liver left, too.

INTELLECT:

Level of Education: Secondary education, at a private, Catholic school. Finished at 16.  Nothing after that.

Languages Spoken: French and English fluently. Was in the process of learning Italian for Claudia, and is pretty good at it. Would consider himself intermediate.

Level of Self-Esteem: It’s so hard to tell with him. It’s on the lower side, but he’s still incredibly confident and thinks he’s better than you? Laurent can hate all his flaws, but the rest of you bitches are not allowed to point them out.

Gifts/Talents: Besides his boxing, he is also a rather gifted pianist. It was the compromise he had to make with his mother to be able to go to the gym. As she was adamant fighting was too aggressive, he attempted to appease her with something a little more refined. Though he always acted as if he hated it, he didn’t really, and ended up being quite good at it. He even has a piano that he takes to from time to time, though if anyone asks, he doesn’t hesitate to tell them it’s just for decoration.

Mathematical?: Fuck no. 

Makes Decisions Based Mostly On Emotions, or On Logic?: A mixture of both. Laurent is influenced pretty easily by anger and frustration, and for that reason, his actions can be swayed by that. But when it comes to anything else, his feelings slip into insignificance, and he’s pretty logical.

Life Philosophy: Trust is a weakness.

Religious Stance: Was raised a God-fearing Roman Catholic. Lost his faith in prison and never really revisited the idea of religion after that. Claudia did try to encourage him back to church when they moved back to Italy, though.

Cautious or Daring?: Daring to the point of fearlessness. That’s going to have to change now he’s boss, though, and he knows that.

Most Sensitive About/Vulnerable To: People mentioning Pénélope or Michel. Also Odile. You fuck with his sister, you drive him to violence.

Optimist or Pessimist?: Pessimist.

Extrovert or Introvert?: Introvert. 90% of the time he wants you to leave him the fuck alone.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Current Relationship Status: Single

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.

Past Relationships: Pénélope and Claudia are the key ones. More info here.

Primary Reason For Being Broken Up With: Being closed off. Inability to commit. Being an awful fucking person. His infidelity. 

Primary Reasons For Breaking Up With People: Boredom. Laurent usually likes the chase more than actually getting the woman, and so moves on pretty quickly when they start showing serious interest. Also if they’re clingy. Nope.

Ever Cheated?: Yes.

Been Cheated On: Yes.

Level of Sexual Experience: Way too fucking experienced.

Story of First Kiss: He was fifteen, and a particularly pushy girl—the daughter of a family friend who’d been visiting their house for some kind of social function—was adamant that he was going to be her first kiss. It wasn’t like he was going to decline. As soon as she left, he’d run to tell Michel all about it, because they’d made a bet earlier in the year about who could kiss a girl first, and now he’d won.

Story of Loss of Virginity: The same girl as above, a few weeks later. Nothing monumental.

A Social Person?: The thing is, whilst I think he’s instinctively a loner, when he’s not being a total douche bag, he’s actually a really good friend. Some people see that, and really want to stick around. I think he has stages where he really enjoys the company of others (particularly female), but then relapses and hates the world, and wants them all to play in traffic.

Most Comfortable Around: Oliver. Veronika. Odile. Évelyne. 

Oldest Friend: Évelyne is the oldest friend he has that hasn’t fucked him over since.

SECRETS:

Life Goals: Laurent would say he’s doing pretty well, to be honest. I don’t really think there’s anything career-wise beyond this point? He has peaked. I guess his life goal now is to keep up the good work, and maybe try not to be miserable forever. Taking control of London from the Rutherfords would be a nice bonus.

Dreams: Same as above.

Greatest Fears: Terrified of spiders and will act little bitch if he sees one. Getting old scares the shit out of him. Probably because he worries about two things that will follow: Losing his looks, and being less useful on the job. Something happening to his sister. Something happening to him that means he’s not around to look after her anymore. Someone hurting Oliver, Aurélie, or Ronnie.

Most Ashamed Of: How much he trusted Michel. Leaving Gaia in Italy, even though he knows it was the right decision. Still makes him feel like a shit person.  

Secret Hobbies: Besides his pianism, none. 

Crimes Committed (Was he caught? Charged?): Okay, let’s be real, I can’t list all of the crimes he’s committed because I’d be here forever. The only time he’s been caught and charged for anything, however, was when he took the fall for a job both he and Michel had been responsible for. The dick left him injured at the scene of the crime, and ran away to freedom. Laurent ended up with eight years in prison. It should be noted that Laurent’s kill count is relatively high in comparison to other non-assassins in the Organization, but the two biggest names on his list are Michel Chevalier, and Margaux St. Clair.

DETAILS/QUIRKS:

Night Owl or Early Bird?:   Night owl. Unless work calls for the contrary, it’s rare Laurent gets out of bed before lunchtime.

Light or Heavy Sleeper?: Unless he’s crashing from a high/dealing with a hangover, his natural sleep is pretty light. He likes to think it’s a good thing because it means no one can sneak up on him.

Favorite Animal: Cows.

Favorite Food: Dauphinoise potatoes with bacon from Adrienne’s. That shit is banging.

Least Favorite Food: Generally not a fan of Indian. Beetroot. 

Favorite Book: Laurent isn’t a big reader, and doesn’t really have a favourite book. He has neither the patience nor concentration to finish one.

Least Favorite Book: See above.

Favorite Movie: A Beautiful Mind.

Favorite Song: I Want To Break Free - Queen.

Favorite Sport: Loves rugby. Used to get into so many arguments with the bros about it, because they were all football bitches rooting for PSG.

Coffee or Tea?: Coffee. Black, two sugars.

Crunchy or Smooth Peanut Butter?: No.

Type of Car He Drives: Doesn’t have a car in London currently. Had a silver Bentley in the United States, though.

Lefty or Righty?: Right-handed.

Favorite Color: Navy Blue.

Cusser?: Every other word.

Smoker? Drinker? Drug User?: All three. Laurent smokes like a chimney, drinks like it’s going out of fashion, and regularly uses cocaine. Has dabbled with heroin because it was always a big thing back in Launceston. So was marijuana. There are few drugs he won’t touch, to be honest.

Biggest Regret: Same as the things he’s ashamed of.

Pets: A Siamese cat called Franz. Though he usually hates animals, he likes that cats are independent. Also, Franz is a bit of an asshole. Laurent can appreciate the attitude.

#character development