#oh lord he angy

[goodonepiecescreenshots]

#one piece #the anime #post timeskip #saga: dressrosa #arc: dressrosa #monkey d luffy #oh lord he angy

[koumeowkami]

HE ANGY !!!!

#oh lord not the angy pout... look at those cheeks #I'M BITING THEM #he's so fucking cute i'm gonna scream #paralive #kanata yatonokami

[nether-twins]

I told her :D actually, you're very right. She IS very pretty! But not royal material for sure.

The Mace-whip were already in his hands, ready to used on the anon that dared to come back. One part of him wanted to crawl down into a hole and never come up again, too emabarrassed by what just happened, but another part of him was beyond pissed after hearing what they said about the knight. Guess which part of him won. “You... better start running, because I will use these on you... and it will hurt.”

@the-expatriate

#In the Verse ((ic)) #Nether wispers ((ask)) #Strange greyface ((anon)) #Brute Brother ((Neftin)) #the-expatriate #V: Royal!Twins #((Oh dear lord he angy))

[dreamermonica]

you belong with me !

when someone else approaches their partner, how do they react?

—includes itoshi rin, michael kaiser, itoshi sae

—gender of reader isn't specificied, fluff, established relationships, angy bllk boys, mentions of creeps, unwanted contact and such. first post in this blog, hope everything goes well!

all hell goes loose when RIN catches sight of another person gripping your wrist—especially when you look utterly terrified and confused. they dare to touch someone that is leagues above their own, someone that's already taken by one of the most well-known soccer players in the world, and do it without the bare minimum of consideration for your own feelings? in that very moment, he only sees red.

quickly apprehending the cause of your discomfort by ripping the person's hand off of your arm and retracting you to his chest with a small oomf from you—a harsh glare burns onto the person's face. you could probably see the intensity of his stare just by looking at the person's horrified reaction.

“who are you to touch them like that?” his airy voice brings comfort to the erratic beating of your heart, your tense form slowly melting in his hold.

right now, he doesn't care that he's attracting unnecessary attention. the crowd that's slowly forming around the commotion he'd caused is the least of his problems right now. sure, it'll probably ruin the stealth of your date but he needs to see this insignificant pest to drown in shame until he's satisfied.

“rin—it's fine. this type of stuff is normal, let's just go, hm?” you probably sensed that he was ready to take it a step too far, and when he kills down the glare on his expression to look at you properly with his usual indifferent eyes, you heave out a sigh of relief.

tugging on his coat, you smile at him nervously. “c'mon now! let's resume our date before anyone recognizes you!”

contrary to the usual soft and compliant rin you're used to, he does not budge an inch. seemingly glued to the floor after your words. “what did you say?”

“...huh?”

“before what you just said right now. you mean this type of interaction is normal?”

with how intense his stare burns into yours, you grow sheepish each passing second—hand reluctantly raising to rub the back of your neck in confusion and slight bewilderment.

wait, he didn't know that until now? how are you going to word this properly without sounding sensitive? “well—uh, you see...you're like, crazy popular, and everyone knows i'm dating you, so of course i'd also grow popular too, and then you know you also have some of these crazy fans that hate me and—” you cut yourself off when you feel a familiar air of anger rise once more.

your lover does not reply, and only carefully brings out his phone to dial what you recognize as his manager's phone number—and very, very scary words coming out from his lips while shifting his stare back at the person who's now groveling at his feet.

his little conversation about hiring bodyguards and telling the media they're doomed for affecting your safety does not faze you one single bit. there's only one thought inside your pretty little mind as you stare at the dark expression of itoshi rin.

oh lord. what have you done?

if there's anything KAISER hated more than anything, it would be when someone touches something, or in this case, someone who solely belongs to him. a emperor usually has his own certain treasures, and they're kept away from the hands and eyes of commoners and peasants for a reason. should one give into their selfish desires and attempt to take away his treasures—an inevitable treason is in line.

“what the hell is this? some irrelevant bumpkin treading where he doesn't belong?” with how loud and condescending the blonde sounds, you're certain that he's doing it so that it garners the entire room's attention.

a celebration party is held to commemorate bastard münchen's latest victory—hence the crowd full of friends and families of the football team's members alike are gathered, along with expensive investors and celebrities wanting to meet the famous aces of the country. funny acts committed in parties like these are not common, yet not all that uncommon either.

but it's mostly happens for the nobodies. who would even consider getting too friendly with the infamous partner of michael kaiser—who's offhandedly the embodiment of bastard in bastard münchen?

at the end of the day, it seems there's someone with more-balls-than-brains here in front of him. it's interesting, in a way. kaiser thinks as grins as the man's face contorts into a way that feeds his own sadism. the day was starting to get boring until this little failure came to ruin his—

a gentle squeeze on his hand halts his violent thoughts.

he cranes his neck to look at you with an eyebrow raised, your [e/c] hues glinting in a way that's telling him to stop whatever he's going to do before it goes too far.

contemplating options as the football ace glances back at the man drowning in shame amidst the sea of judgemental looks thrown his way, he heaves a deep sigh. one of defeat rather than disappointment. he's already well-aware of your forgiving nature.

“okay. i'll cut it out. but in one condition,” he looks back at you, squeezing your hand back as a smirk creeps on his face. “we ditch the party.”

“wha—? but isn't this whole event your idea in the first place?” you come nothing short of confused, hand still in his.

“meh, who cares.” he retorts boredly, snapping his fingers to call on forth the body guards hired for the party, before gesturing towards the man—kicking him out for the good and betterment of guests. “it was getting boring anyway. 'only hosted this event just so i could see you all dressed up.”

dressed up for his victory, he chooses not to add to spare your blushing face. that final goal he scored would've made his fans froth at the mouth if they were up close. he briefly wonders if you had reacted the same. er—most likely not, but a man can dream.

“you're so infuriating, you know that?” you comment without any malice, a small smile spreading on your lips when kaiser starts tugging you away from the room filled with expensive champagnes and rich ambassadors. almost feels like a daydream to run away like this, hand in each other while noa's scoldings fall on deaf ears.

a light laugh escapes his lips, “but you still love me anyway.”

he sends a playful wink your way right after, and you might just faint—knees weakened and all.

SAE seems indifferent at first, blankly staring at the person attempting to woo you. is it of disbelief? disgust, even? whatever it was, he just kept staring while the person uttered the most horrendous pick up lines your poor ears have ever heard. you were too preoccupied in tuning out the person's musings to even notice sae moving towards you.

it sure is a pain to have an attractive s/o. the famous football player just went to the bathroom and he comes back to see another man kissing up to you like some dog whimpering for scraps of food. in this case, the scraps of food the dog was getting desperate for was your number. a shitshow, he thinks.

“sorry, but i'm actually waiting for someone.” you finally managed to formulate a sentence without the man cutting it off once again with his terrible lines. you forgo the urge to compare him to an npc designed to rizz up a rock. it was genuinely that bad. bad enough that the rock would probably grow legs just to get away from him.

“you've said that what, three times now? where's that person yer' talkin' about, huh?” the man leans closer while rubbing the insides of his ear, causing you to cautiously take a step back. god, a bath could really help this man, and he's right—where is your boyfriend? “just lemme hit now, you won't regret it one bit—”

a sturdy hand places itself onto the creepy man's shoulder, roughly, and i mean, roughly turning the man around to face a maddened pair of emerald hues. right before you and the man stands an enraged itoshi sae—one of the most well-known aces of the entire country. from the way the man stays paralyzed in his place, it's not hard to deduce that he probably recognizes the living and breathing legend right in front of him.

“out of my sight, unless you want things to get dirty.” the soccer genius is known to be level-headed and rational even in dire situations when it comes to within and outward of the field, so who exactly are you staring at right now?

the redhead coldly dismisses the man with a chilling glare, before approaching you with hands now stuffed in pockets, eyebrows raised as if to question your dumbfounded look. “let's get going. the grime is starting to rub off on me.”

ah, that's right.

you let him grab your wrist to drag you away, his demeanour doing a complete 180 as he asks about what kind of food you'd want to eat today, naming your favourite restaurants one by one whilst he tugs you around, ignoring the double takes of passerbys making sure they didn't just see sae itoshi in the flesh.

the man you're staring at right now...is your lover

the very same man who shut down the touchy feely dude earlier, not to mention him completely dismissing the entire situation as to not ruin your mood, the one who has all your favourite restaurants memorized, the very same guy who invited you out today because he simply wanted to see you and enjoy the day with you, the boy who chose you out of millions, and millions of admirers—

you're simply looking at your boyfriend, itoshi sae. not the genius revered by multiple nations, but simply a man who loves you just as much as you do to him.

a smile spreads on your face as you finally keep up with his pace, now beside him instead of being dragged around like a lost puppy. “hmm, why don't you choose? i'm feeling like trying some new today.”

“okay. we're going spicy then.”

(ik bastard means like sword or smth for germans ok kaiser being THE bastard just sounded right for me)

edit; okay just found out bastard actually means bastard, it makes more sense now

ALSO YES I HC SAE LIKES SPICY FOOD

#blue lock x reader #rin itoshi x reader #sae itoshi x reader #michael kaiser x reader #rin x reader #sae x reader #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi rin x reader #kaiser x reader #bllk x reader #kaiser x y/n #kaiser x you #itoshi rin x y/n #itoshi sae x y/n #har❗ #har❗fiction

[salford-blues]

Flowers follow

A/n: Think I might have to switch some things up. I only write smau's. Do you guys reckon I should write actual stories? I've never done it before, but I can certainly try. Pairing: F1 mystery driver x driver!reader Summary: Reader continues to soft launch her mystery man... through flowers?? (basic ass summary cause I'm bobbins at them) Warnings: like one swear word

@yourusername posted on their story

caption: I love you a lily more every day

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liamlawson30 disgusting caption. You should be ashamed of yourself

alex_albon I know who it isssss

> yourusername who snitched?

>> alex_albon my lips are sealed

>>> yourusername count your days Albon

user.1 tell us your mystery man... please im begging

landonorris WHO IS YOUR MANNNN?? Why won't you tell me? Are we not besties?

> yourusername because you can't keep secrets to save your life

@yourusername

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''April showers may bring May flowers, but you bring me flowers year-round''

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liamlawson30 whats with the corny captions lately

> yourusername you love them bc you love me

>> liamlawson30 no, I tolerate you

>> yourusername meanie :((

User.2 is mystery man Liam??

> User.3 I don't think so. They're just friends. Plus I don't think Liam rides a motorbike

User.4 Look at our girlie goooo!!

User.5 Lord... it's me again 🙏

@f1driverupdates

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Rumour has it that our golden girl is now off the market. But the question remains... who has taken her? Still in her soft launch era, @yourusername has not shared that much information about her partner.

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user.6 can't believe someones stole my girl

user.7 We can see you Mick... 👀

user.8 Is Mick our mystery man? I men it checks out... tall and rides a motorcycle. Also seems like a person that is very caring to her and her pets

> user.9 omg imagine little Angie added to that madhouse!! So cutteee 🥰

@yourusername

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In the garden of love, you are my favourite sunflower!! 🌻

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User.8 Love how he gave you crocheted ones so that they last forever

> yourusername he's so sweet!! Especially since they're my favourite flower as well

User.9 Just tell us already... I'm done waiting

liamlawson30 cool story bro, didn't ask

> yourusername rude. I'll make sure to beat your arse in monopoly next games night

>> liamlawson30 😔 noted

@yourusername

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alex_albon what is this? when was this? Message me back Y/n

liamlawson30 Pick up the phone Y/n!!! I need answers

user.10 noooooooo... we've lost her

user.11 you said no, right?? pls don't join the dark side 🥲

oscarpiastri I hope that's fake

> yourusername maybe it is, maybe it isn't... but hey i still said yessss

>> logansargeant yeah well me and Oscar are gonna have a little word with him when we see him next

>>> liamlawson30 me three

>>>> danielricciardo me four

>>>>> yourusername oh leave him be. You all know he's nice and takes care of me.

landonorris ????

User.12 ignore the last slide... look at the kitty 🐈 😻

> yourusername main character moment for him. He's the only one that likes the rides 🫶

#f1 fanfic #f1 x driver!reader #f1 x female reader #formula 1 x female reader #formula 1 x reader #formula one x reader #f1 imagine

[phoenixblaze1412]

Im obsessed with jealous Dottore scenarios...

Can u write a oneshot where Krupp starts trying to flirt with Reader (who is just looking at him with a blank expression like "huh") and then Webttore sees it and gets so angy... staring daggers into Krupp and plotting his death as he SPEEDWALKS OVER THERE to deal with him...

PLS..... im insanr... - 🐓

Very well!^^

You were only doing your tasks in the laboratory until your co-worker Krupp started talking to you.

"How about you and I have dinner after work?"

"Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are? They are simply stunning!"

You could only stare at the man with a confused expression. You don't know if Krupp is currently drunk or have drank something terrible that caused him to act like this. Nonetheless, you ignored your fellow scientist and continued with the task Dottore has assigned for you. But alas, Krupp just won't stop leaving you alone until he gets your approval to go on a date with him, to which you kept declining.

Unbeknownst to both of you, Dottore was watching the whole thing unfold in front of him. Him glaring daggers behind his assistant's back, a frown evident on his face as Krupp kept complimenting you and your talents. He would've just let the man be if he was flirting with other people but you? Oh, no, no, no. That made his blood boil. Finally at his limits, he set down the equipments he was holding and marched his way towards you and that incompetent Krupp.

You let out a huff as you tried to hide yourself among the various test tubes and beakers just to avoid your annoying co-worker. To be honest, you'd rather be alone in a room with Lord Dottore himself than be in the same presence with Krupp. How the man keeps yapping just makes you want to rip off that ugly moustache of his. Luckily for you, your savior walked over in all his menacing glory.

"So, the offer still stands. I'd like to take you out on a date--"

Before Krupp could even finish his sentence, he was immediately grabbed by the shoulder and forced to turn and face his own boss.

"Instead of taking her out, how about you get back to work, Krupp. Your gibberish nonsense is not needed here in the workplace. If I ever see you talking to her again, I will hang you by the throat, gut out your insides and leave you in the dungeons to rot among the rats. So do kindly leave her alone. Got that?"

Oh, if only you could see how frightened Krupp was after Dottore had threatened him. How Dottore gave him his most malicious grin that already shows how he will not hesitate to kill him on the spot.

"Y-yes sir!-"

The Doctor simply threw Krupp to the side before glaring down at him. Krupp immediately got up to his feet before running off to do his tasks, never to speak to you again. You could only smile in relief now that there's no annoying co-worker forcing you to go have dinner with.

"What's with that smile, hm?"

"It's nothing, Lord Dottore. Thank you for making Krupp leave me alone. He doesn't know that I'm already taken, it seems."

"Tsk. I'll come up with something that will make everyone know you belong to me then. Now enough of that smiling already. Get back to work."

"Will do, Lord Dottore."

You watched as the harbinger sauntered off before going back to your tasks. Oh, how you find it adorable when your partner becomes so aggressive towards any person that tries to ask you out.

What you didn't see was how Dottore was already fuming red after seeing you smile at him. He's annoyed at himself for easily melting at a simple smile that you give before quickly shaking his head and walking back to his station to finish his work.

Making a mental note to himself to make sure to mark you with hickeys and love bites later on once he has you all to himself alone in the privacy of the bedroom...

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #dottore #dottore x reader #zandik x reader #il dottore #female reader #gender neutral reader #il dottore x reader

[willalove75]

Alcina's New Maid Pt. 18 Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: Things at the meeting get out of hand and Alcina loses control.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI. Canon violence, blood

Tags: angst, hurt, some comfort, the tiniest dash of fluff

Notes: Part 18! Shit gets real!

Click here for the rest of the series

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A soft click echoes through the dilapidated chapel when the door closes behind you. Alcina strides forward into the center of the room and you follow behind her right hand side.

"Donna, how have you been?" Alcina asks Donna who is sitting in a chair to the left of the small stage in the back of the room.

"Very well, and yourself, Lady Dimitrescu?"

"Excellent. I've been well. You remember my new handmaiden, yes?"

"Of course. Good morning." Angie's mouth moves but Donna's voice is what comes through.

"Good morning Lady Beneviento." You say with a bow.

"Hey! What about me?!" Angie says in her own voice.

Alcina rolls her eyes at the doll and waves her off.

"Yes, good morning to you too Angie." Alcina mumbles.

"That's what I like to hear! Your new bloodbag is cute, wonder how long she'll last!" Angie says before cackling loudly.

The doll hops off of Donna's lap and walks right up to you and looks up as she circles you.

"Hm, I guess she's okay. Probably won't last too long." She says before shooting you a wink and climbing back into Donna's lap.

"Good morning Miss Angie." You say with a bow.

"And she has manners! Who would've thought?!"

Alcina rolls her eyes again and turns towards the other side of the church. As you look around you notice that the chapel is in worse shape than the hallway that led the two of you here. The back of the room is being help up by what looks like makeshift scaffolding and there's a gaping hole in the ceiling.

"Ah, Salvatore, good morning." Alcina says.

As you look up you see a hunched over man with a rather large hump on his back. He's wearing a black leather jacket that looks more like a cloak draped over him with a crown of, are those bones? Fastened to the hood. Strands of black scraggily hair dangle just below the multiple tumor-like lumps on his neck and face.

Moreau looks up at Alcina and waves with a purple-grey webbed hand.

"Good morning Lady." He gurgles.

"Salvatore, I would like you to meet my new handmaiden." Alcina says, gesturing to you.

"Good morning Lord Moreau." You say with a bow.

The man lets out a noise that almost sounds like a sob. When you look up you see a mouth full of rotted and crooked teeth, most of which are nearly pointing outwards towards you. It's then you realize that he's laughing. A feeling of uneasiness washes over you and you look up at Alcina to find her narrowing her eyes at the man.

"Oh this must be the one mother was speaking of!" He says as he excitedly claps his hands together. "Mother said she has many fun things planned for you!"

"Has she now?" Alcina says as her stare intensifies.

Moreau looks up at Alcina and the glee in his eyes quickly fades. He begins to stutter and she cuts him off.

"Well I certainly hope mothers plans on playing nice. We all know that I take pride in keeping what is mine in pristine condition and that I don't like when my property is damaged." She says through her teeth.

You watch as the ice laced in her voice causes Salvatore to shrink back into himself. He begins to tremble under her stare and just when you think the man before you is going to fall down to his knees and beg for her forgiveness, the back doors swing open with a loud "BANG."

Everyone turns and looks towards the direction the noise came from to find Heisenberg strutting through the doors with his hammer slung over his shoulder.

"Heisenberg. Do you have any manners?" Alcina hisses as she walks towards him.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. It's not like this dump could get any worse."

"You're late."

"So is the bird bitch but I bet I won't see you saying shit to her about it." Alcina glares at him and his gaze shifts to you. "Hey kid, gotcha something."

He tosses something at you and you're able to catch it even though you were caught off guard. Alcina eyes what's in your hand as you unravel it and you realize it's a dagger in a leg holster. You slide the dagger out of its holster to take a look at it. Right away you notice the Dimitrescu coat of arms engraved into both sides of the hilt. The dagger is lightweight but razor-sharp, it's beautiful.

"Thank you very much, Lord Heisenberg. It's wonderful, your craftsmanship is excellent." You say with a bow.

"Don't thank me yet. You can thank me when you know it works." He shoots you a wink and Alcina's glare towards him intensifies. "Go ahead, slap that baby on!"

You look up at Alcina to see that her eyes are still aimed at Karl. Her gazes drops down to you and she sighs and gives you a nod. Stepping aside, you turn away from everyone and strap the dagger to your thigh so you can easily grab it with your dominant hand. After making sure it's secure and easily accessible, you smooth out your dress over it and turn back to the two of them and give them a nod.

Karl gives you a nod and Alcina places her hand on your back and begins to guide you towards her large chair. Karl sits in the pew opposite of her and you stand to her right just a touch behind her.

"Sal, Donna, china doll." Karl says, nodding to each person.

"HEY! I'm not china doll!" Angie screeches.

"Might as well be, Frankenstein." He drawls.

"Listen you! Keep it up and you're gonna regret it!"

"What are you gonna do? Give me a splinter?"

Donna has to restrain Angie in her lap so she doesn't jump out and run over to Karl.

"I'll show you what I can do!"

Alcina pinches the bridge of her nose, trying to keep her temper from getting away from her.

Just as Karl is about to retort and Alcina's patience nearly runs out there's a burst of black feathers in the center of the stage. Mother Miranda steps out from the black cloud in her usual garb. Alcina releases the breath she was holding and Angie and Karl's bickering immediately stops.

"My children, good morning."

"Good morning Mother Miranda." You all say in unison.

"I hope this morning finds you all well." She says, looking at each person in the chapel. Her eyes wander from Karl, to Sal, to Donna and Angie, to Alcina and finally land on you. You watched as each person, Angie included, met her gaze and bowed their head so you do the same when she catches your eyes. "Ah, y/n. So wonderful to have you with us today."

"The pleasure is all mine, Mother Miranda." You say.

"You will be taking today's notes, is that correct?"

"Yes Mother Miranda."

"Excellent." She walks over to you and places a book and a pen into your hands. "I look forward to reading your recordings. Please, pull up a chair." She says, gesturing to a knocked over chair behind you.

Looking at Alcina, she gives you a nod and you move to pick up the chair, placing it in the exact spot you were standing; on Alcina's right side just a little behind her. Mother Miranda watches your every move until you're seated and have the book open in your lap. After looking you over once more she makes her way back to the center of the stage.

"It has come to my attention that there have been hunters in the vicinity of the castle, is that correct Heisenberg?"

"Yes, my lycans have encountered nearly 20 of them in the span of just a few days. They seem organized and heavily armored. Two were also spotted a few miles south of Potter's Field as well as two more south of the reservoir. My lycans went out to find more and to follow them back to their base but they haven't seen any more since the last encounter."

"And did you meet with Alcina like I had asked of you?"

"Yes, we met the other day to discuss a plan. I am increasing the amount of lycans I have patrolling the castle grounds. I am also sending out extra lycans to both Potter's Field and the reservoir to patrol."

"And I plan on patrolling the castle grounds myself this week to see what I can find." Alcina adds.

"Excellent. Were there any prisoners taken?" Miranda asks.

"My lycans were able to get one after the last fight, but the prisoner put a bullet in his own head before they were able to get anything useful out of him."

"Well, that's certainly interesting, isn't it?"

"Can't say it's happened before."

"And when the base is located, what is the plan?"

"We plan on taking some time to quietly scout it out. Get a rough layout, a headcount of the amount of hunters that are there, what kind of weapons they have and if we can get wind of their plans. Once the information is gathered we will act accordingly."

Mother Miranda, Karl and Alcina discuss the hunters more as you continue to take as detailed notes as possible. Donna and Salvatore chime in every so often with questions and suggestions. Donna said that if the hunters do end up entering the field she will use her cadou powers to get rid of them. Moreau seemed more worried and mentioned that he doesn't have as much control over his mutations as his siblings, leaving him more vulnerable. Karl and Alcina reassured him that they will take extra precautions to ensure his safety.

"Does anyone have any more questions or concerns?" Mother Miranda asks. When no one says anything, her eyes shift over to you. "Well then, it seems as though this portion of the meeting is finished. Y/n, if you could be so kind, could you please bring me your notes?"

You feel your body tense and your eyes shift towards Alcina. Alcina's eyes are narrowed towards Mother Miranda. Miranda returns Alcina's look and Alcina turns her head towards you and gives you a nod. There's a worry in her eyes you can tell she's trying to hide. Maybe no one else can see it, but you can. Perhaps because you're trying to hide the same look from your eyes.

"Well, well, Alcina. Do you have this one well trained." Miranda says as she watches you move towards her.

The short walk towards Miranda felt like it was a mile long. As hard as you tried to keep your nerves at bay you could feel your heartbeat increase with each step towards her. You truly felt like you were walking into the lions den. Miranda extends her hand and you give her the book. She flips through it, skimming through the notes you've taken. After a minute she closes the book and holds it down. Angie jumps out of Donna's lap and grabs the book from Miranda and returns to Donna. Miranda takes a step towards you and you feel your breath freeze in your lungs. You do your best to keep your face neutral but your heartbeat is so loud it's drowning out the sound of everything else around you.

"Excellent job. Your penmanship is quite exquisite."

"Thank you, Mother Miranda." You say as you bow your head.

Just before you're about to pick your head back up you feel cold metal against your skin. Opening your eyes you realize Miranda has placed one of her talon-clad knuckles under your chin and lifts your gaze up to meet hers.

"So, you are Alcina's new handmaiden?"

"Yes Mother Miranda."

"What else?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand?"

"What else do you do for her?" She hisses.

"I do anything my Mistress asks of me, Mother Miranda." You say, trying to keep your voice from shaking.

"Anything, you say?"

"Yes Mother Miranda." You say before you swallow hard.

"What about you is so special? Why would she chose you, purchase you, a poor orphan? A useless wretch?"

You can hear Alcina shift uncomfortably in her chair and Miranda's eyes snap towards her. They slide back to you and an evil grin creeps across her lips.

Before you know it, the finger that was under your chin snaps down and she grabs you by the neck and lifts you up.

Instinctively, your hands grab at her wrist and your feet dangle just above the ground. Mother Miranda slowly presses the base of her palm against the front of your throat and she begins choking you. You start to sputter and your feet start to flail.

"Mother Miranda that is enough!" Alcina roars as she stands to her full height.

Miranda holds out a finger towards Alcina, signaling for her to wait.

"What is it about her that makes you want to protect her so, my daughter?" She asks while she examines you. "What about her is so special? So special in fact that you are unwilling to allow me to use her in my experiments?"

"Mother Miranda let her go!"

Miranda's grasp around your neck only tightens as she cuts off the rest of your airflow. Her sharp talons dig into your skin and you feel blood begin to trickle down your neck.

"Just how much are you willing to sacrifice, Alcina? I had to teach Karl a similar lesson all those years ago. I never thought you would be in need of one as well but perhaps I was wrong about you all along."

"Mother Miranda, please! She is not a distraction, I am still working diligently towards your goal, please just let her go!"

As you're struggling in her grasp you see Donna and Angie in your peripheral vision as your eyes dart around the room. Donna is as stiff as a mannequin but Angie has a look of horror on her face. You hear movement to your right and you look over to see Moreau staring at Miranda with a look of excitement on his face and Karl next to him with his hammer in his hand. You feel something move on your leg and you realize it's Karl wiggling the dagger, reminding you it's there. Your vision begins to blur as you gasp and the world around you begins to spin.

"Are you sure I don't need to teach you a lesson Alcina?"

"Yes Mother, please!"

An evil chuckle emerges from her lips. With her free hand, Mother Miranda digs her talon into your clavicle and pulls down as blood begins to pour down your chest. Her talon in your skin feels like a hot knife and you can't do anything but scream out in pain before she throws you to the ground.

You feel the impact of the hard stone but it doesn't register right away. The first thing you do is gasp for air as your hands go to your neck and chest.

Alcina begins to step towards you and you hear Miranda tsk at her.

"My, my, Alcina. I've never seen you care for such a disposable maiden before. Maybe you do need to learn a lesson after all."

"Mother no!" You hear Alcina shout before the ground next to you splits in two and a black vine shoots up towards the sky. Pieces of stone are sent flying across the room and the vine dives down towards you.

Mother Miranda cackles as the vine wraps around your neck again and lifts you into the air. You hear Alcina scream and when you look over towards her, her legs and arms are being bound by more vines.

The vines begin to choke you as they dangle you in front of Alcina, just outside of her reach. There is fear in her eyes, you can see the terror as she watches the vine around your neck tighten its grip. Alcina roars and rips her arm out of one of the vines when you reach out towards her. The vine holding you pulls you further away. A new vine tries to grab Alcina's free hand but her claws come out and she shreds it when it tries to grapple her.

Remembering the dagger strapped to your leg, you reach down and grab it. Even something as simple as grabbing the dagger that's strapped to you is harder than it should be. Your vision starts to get spotty and you put all of your focus into reaching for the blade. Your bloodied fingers are able to find the grooved hilt, they graze over the coat of arms engraving and you're able to grab it. With one quick swipe you manage to cut through the vine. When you're released from it's grasp you plummet to the floor and hit the ground. The noise of metal against stone rings in your ears as the dagger bounces away. Air once again floods your lungs and after a moment you're able to breathe.

Before you can catch your breath, another vine lunges towards you and you dodge it. The dagger isn't far from your grasp so you crawl across the dirt coated stone floor and grab it. Another vine comes at you and you roll away. When you're finally able to get back to your feet another, thicker vine shoots towards you and you parry it, slicing it with the sharp blade. More vines come at you and you're able to evade most of the attacks. Each time one wraps around one of your limbs you're able to cut it off and escape. Looking over at Alcina, thicker, stronger vines try to hold her back but her focus stays on you. She has both fear and rage in her eyes. You notice them widen when you make eye contact with her and she yells out "draga!"

By the time you see the vine coming towards you it's too late. It wraps itself around the hand your dagger is in and crawls up your forearm. In one hark flick the vine throws you across the room, the dagger flying out of your grasp.

You're thrown into debris and broken pews and Alcina screams. When you open your eyes everything is blurry and spinning. As your vision stabilizes and clears you see her shred through the vines holding her in place. She claws at every vine that comes her way as she runs towards you before she falls to her knees and scoops you into her arms.

Everything around you spins again and all you see are more vines coming towards you. Instinctively, you close your eyes and wait for the vines to wrap around you once more. Alcina's body violently twitches and she lets out a pained cry. A horrific tearing sound and the cracking of bones fill your ears as she cries out and holds you tighter. With one last twitch Alcina's shoulders slump forward, all of the noise fades and you notice that the light has dimmed through your closed eyelids. When you open them up again, you're met with Alcina's golden eyes. Looking around you see massive white, veiny wings surrounding you both. Alcina brushes the hair out of your face and you meet her gaze once more.

"I have you, draga mea. I have you." She whispers with a trembling voice.

You bring your hand to her face and stroke her cheek with your thumb. Alcina closes her eyes and leans into your touch. A slow clap pulls the two of you away from your moment and Alcina pulls her wings back allowing the light in. She turns with you in her arms and Mother Miranda is standing at the edge of the stage slowly clapping her hands.

"Well, well. That was quite a show. Your little handmaid is more dexterous than I would have thought. And you, Alcina, care more deeply for her than I ever would have imagined. You defy me, for her?" She says, her voice growing cold.

You can feel the rapid rise and fall of Alcina's chest against your body, you can practically feel the anger radiating off of her.

"I have told you before, Mother, she is mine. She is my property. You said you understood and that you would leave her be."

"You care for her?"

"Yes."

"You need her?"

"Yes."

"Then prove it."

Alcina's grip around you tightens and you look up at her and back to Mother Miranda. Miranda has a sinister smirk on her face and it's worse than unsettling. It's downright terrifying.

"Prove it, Alcina. Prove to me that you care for her, that you need her. Feed from her."

Terror flashes before Alcina's eyes and by the time you blink it's gone. She's nearly trembling as she stares at Miranda. It's mostly out of anger but there's something about her that makes you feel her fear. Whether or not Miranda can feel it too is something you're unsure of. For whatever reason, Alcina is worried about feeding from you and you don't know why. She's done it plenty of times before and there's never been any issues. There's something about this that's different, but you don't know what.

"If you do, I give you my word, I will leave her alone. For good." She says, her sinister smile curling upwards even more.

Alcina's wings flare at Miranda's statement and she looks down at you. Looking up to meet her gaze, you see how scared she is, but you also see something else, something you've never seen before. It's almost animalistic, feral even. The both of you know this is your only chance, but deep down you know that if Mother Miranda knew this would be easy she never would have suggested it. It worries you but you're much more afraid of Miranda than you are of Alcina, even if the look in her eyes is completely feral. This was your one shot, you had to take it.

You raise your hand to Alcina's cheek and stroke it with your thumb.

"It's okay, I trust you." You whisper.

Miranda chuckles and Alcina looks up and glares at her. She looks back down at you and you smile at her, nodding your head. Her grip on you relaxes and when it does you notice her golden eyes begin to cloud with white. Alcina lifts you towards her mouth and she leans down.

She inhales deeply through her nose into your neck and you can feel and hear a deep growl come from inside her chest. You've heard her growl before but this was stronger, more primal than you've ever heard before. Alcina begins to suck and lick the perfect spot on your neck. Each movement becoming more frenzied than the last. Whenever Alcina fed from you previously she was always gentle, she made sure it was as painless as possible every time. This time you can feel her control slipping and a bolt of fear shoots through you.

The moment you felt that fear it was like Alcina was able to smell it. Because the moment after it hit you she bit down into your neck harder than she ever has before. You clench your jaw to keep the yelp in but you still grunt in pain. After biting through your flesh Alcina takes deep gulps from your neck, her grip on you tightening once more.

This is the worst pain you've ever felt in your life and she isn't making it any better. Previously, Alcina would barely move as she fed from you, but today her head and neck are bobbing with each gulp. Every time she sucks down more blood you can feel her teeth sinking further and further into your body. You can hear them tearing through muscles and tendons, the noises make your stomach churn. Every time she bites through something else inside of you you can feel every inch of her teeth against parts of you body that should never be exposed.

Alcina has never taken this much blood from you and you realize that she's completely out of control. She doesn't realize how much she's hurting you, and right now, she doesn't care. This is why Miranda wanted her to do this. She knew she wouldn't be in control of herself. Miranda wanted Alcina to be the one that kills you.

Another bolt of fear shoots through you and Alcina becomes more ravenous.

"Alcina!" You say, trying to push her off of you. "Alcina! Stop!"

She grabs your wrist and pulls it away from her face, as if you're getting in her way. You start to thrash in her grasp as panic sets in. She's going to kill you. The harder you fight the tighter her grip on you becomes and the more she drinks.

"Alcina please! Stop! You're hurting me!" You cry.

You were trying to keep your tears from falling but now you've lost all control of them. As you continue to try, and fail, to fight her off you start to feel weak. Soon you physically can't fight back anymore. Tears stream down your face and you cry out to her.

"Alcina, please! Please stop! That's enough, please!"

Your begs fall on deaf ears. This isn't Alcina, you don't know who - or what - has possessed her but this isn't the woman you love right now. That woman is far gone and has been replaced with a bloodthirsty creature you've never seen before. The more she drinks, the more lightheaded you feel. You can feel her teeth scraping against the artery in your neck and the fear gets stronger. If she punctures it, that's it. You'll be dead in minutes. There has to be something you can do to save yourself, isn't there? You don't want to die, not like this.

Alcina, the woman you love, is going to be the death of you. She's going to be the one who kills you. It breaks your heart knowing how devastated she's going to be when she realizes what she's done. If you were going to die, you're glad it would be by her hand at least. You would chose being killed by Alcina as opposed to Mother Miranda any day of the week, but still, you don't want to die.

The world around you begins to blur and you think back to your training with Cassandra, desperately trying to remember if you learned anything that could help you right now. The entire time you were training was to help you defend yourself against Miranda, you never thought you would have to defend yourself against Alcina.

As the thoughts flood your mind you remember something Cassandra had said at dinner after your first day of training. You were too exhausted to really participate in the conversation but you remember she said something about how prey tastes better when it's afraid. The fear sweetens the blood.

A lightbulb goes off in your head. The room begins to spin faster and your vision gets blurrier but you do your best to completely relax in her arms. You stop fighting against the hand she has around your wrist and after a few moments she loosens her grip enough for you to slide out of it. Bringing it to her face, you begin to caress her cheek and whisper to her.

"Alcina, my love, please. That's enough. That's enough."

You know you can't handle much more, if she doesn't stop, that's it. As you continue to caress her cheek with the little strength you have left you realize there's a very good chance you won't be able to stop her. One nick to that artery and you're done. More tears fall down your cheeks as you make peace with the fact that this is how you're going to die.

"I love you, Alcina. I love you. Let me go, that's enough."

Just as you feel like you're about to lose consciousness, just as you feel her starting to bite down harder into that artery, she eases up. Mustering up the tiny amount of energy and lifeforce you have left, you continue to caress her cheek and whisper to her.

"That's enough my love, that's enough."

Alcina pulls away from your neck and you feel the blood pour down your shoulder and back. It takes a lot of energy but you manage to open your eyes. When you look up you expect to be met with Alcina's golden irises but instead you're met with completely white eyes. As if the gold was never there to begin with. Her impassive eyes stare down at you as you bleed in her arms from your neck and chest wounds. Alcina's face is covered in your blood, coating her chin down to her neck and chest. She looks like a predator that just had its way with its prey.

Her grip around you tightens and her breathing starts to increase and her eyes widen as if she's afraid.

"Shh, I'm okay." You whisper as you stroke her face again. "I'm okay."

She leans down and you close your eyes. You feel her nose against your cheek as she gently nudges you, like a mother animal nuzzling her baby. A whimper escapes from her and you open your eyes once more.

"I'm okay," you say as you struggle to stay conscious. "I'm okay."

Alcina's eyes dart up as Mother Miranda takes a step forward. A deep warning growl rumbles in her chest towards Miranda. Miranda takes another step forward and Alcina takes one large step backwards, baring her teeth and snarling at her, holding you in a protective position in her arms. Mother Miranda doesn't take another step forward and Alcina takes one more step backwards before kneeling to the ground and covering the both of you with her wings again. Your eyes open when you feel her nudge you again with her nose and after you make eye contact with her she nuzzles you.

Alcina leans in towards the wound and you try to lift your hand but you're too weak.

"No more Alcina, please."

She pulls back and nudges you again. A loud purr erupts from her chest and you can feel the vibration throughout your body. She leans in towards the wound again. You realize that she isn't going to feed anymore so you don't stop her. Alcina licks over the open wound, cleaning away the blood. It's still bleeding profusely but the more Alcina tends to it, the less it bleeds. The purring in her chest echoes throughout the chapel as she continues to clean you. When she's finished she places a soft kiss to the wound and pulls away, you open your eyes to see the white in her eyes slowly fading back into gold.

Alcina blinks a few times and a few tears roll down her cheeks. She puts her forehead to yours and holds you tight.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry draga." She whispers.

Her arms begin to tremble and she pulls away, wiping the tears from her eyes. Standing back up, her wings fold against her back, opening you up to the rest of the chapel once more.

Glaring at Mother Miranda, Alcina doesn't wait for her to speak.

"Are we finished here?" She says through bloody, gritted teeth.

Mother Miranda tilts her head as she observes the two of you for a moment.

"Very well. I suppose so. Meeting adjourned."

In a burst of black feathers, Miranda is gone. Alcina wastes no time opening up her wings and begins to beat them. After a few seconds her feet are off the ground and she's flying through the air and out of the hole in the chapels ceiling with you in her arms.

If you were more conscious you would be either terrified or amazed as she flies you over the castle grounds. Since you can barely keep your eyes open you focus on the feeling of the wind in your face and try to stay awake.

Alcina lands on the balcony of her chambers. The blood she took from you is starting to take its effect and she can finally let her wings disintegrate. It's uncomfortable but not nearly as painful as it is when they rip themselves out of her back when they form. She dusts off her dress and ducks into the room.

She lays you on the bed and cuts your uniform off of you and removes the now empty leg holster. After taking off her gloves - her hat had fallen off and was forgotten about during the fight - she grabs medical supplies from the bathroom and returns to your bedside.

Truthfully, you feel half dead, you probably looked it too. The blood loss you've suffered is making you a little delusional. You think you're in Alcina's room but you're not quite sure since the room is spinning and your vision is blurry and black spots are fading in and out of it.

The wound on your neck opened up again and continues to bleed. Luckily she never hit your artery but you're still bleeding too much. Alcina takes out gauze and places it over the bite mark, applying pressure to stop the bleeding. The feeling of pressure on your wound sends a lightening rod of pain through your body and you cry out as you try and move out of her grasp.

"Shh, I know it hurts draga, I know. I have to apply pressure to it, we have to get the bleeding under control." She pleads with you as you start to thrash under her grip. "Draga please!"

The more she tries to restrain you the more you scream and cry. You don't understand that she's trying to help, all you know is that you're in pain and you need it to stop.

The door to Alcina's room swings open and the three girls swarm inside.

"What's going on?!" Bela asks.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Daniela screams when she sees you, a bloodied mess, on her mothers bed.

"Hold her down!" Alcina yells at the girls. The three of them remain frozen in place. "Now, damnit!"

Bela flies to the other side of the bed and holds your arms down, Daniela and Cassandra each hold down one of your legs. Alcina continues to apply pressure to the wound and you shake your head back and fourth trying to get her off. A large hand cups your face and holds you still. Opening your eyes you see Alcina's golden eyes filled with tears.

"I know it hurts draga, I know. I have to stop the bleeding. Please, please relax."

Your body is still in fight or flight mode but your brain begins to register that she's trying to help. Staring into her eyes, you stop flailing and start to cry.

"It hurts." You say through tears.

"I know, I know. I'm so sorry, just hold still, it'll all be over soon. I promise."

"Mama, was this you?" Daniela asks as her wide eyes stare at the blood soaked gauze at your neck.

Alcina can't bear to look her daughter in the eye. She turns her head as the tears she's desperately holding back threaten to fall.

"What happened?" Cassandra says through her teeth. Alcina keeps her head turned and Cassandras tone becomes ice cold. "Mother, what did you do?"

Looking down at Cassandra, you feel her grip on your calf tighten and you see the anger in her eyes directed towards her mother. As the panic in you fades, you realize just how angry she is at Alcina. For all she knows Alcina lost control and almost killed you on her own.

"Cassandra, please." Alcina whispers.

"You almost killed her!" She yells.

"It's not her fault." You say with a rasped whisper.

From Mother Miranda's hand and vines around your neck, your throat is in pain and you can barely speak. Cassandra's gaze shifts from her mother to you. Her eyes are just as intense but have less rage directed your way.

"It was Miranda's fault. She made her."

Speaking just that much was enough to properly exhaust you. You close your eyes and Cassandra looks back at her mother.

"Cassandra I didn't have a choice-"

"I told you she was evil!" Cassandra yells. "We've been telling you for years that Mother Miranda is horrible and you wouldn't listen to us! Now look what happened! You almost killed her! This never would have happened if you told that bitch to fuck off!"

"Cassandra Dimitrescu-"

"No! I don't care! I don't care if Miranda made you, this is your fault! Look at what you've done to her!" She yells, gesturing to your bloodied and bruised body. "Look at what you did!"

Alcina stares at Cassandra with her mouth open in shock. Out of the three girls Cassandra was always the one that talked back the most but she's never screamed at Alcina like this before. The room is so silent you can hear a pin drop. Looking at her daughter, Alcina reaches out to put her hand on her arm.

"Cassandra,"

Cassandra's arm turns to flies and Alcina's hand goes straight through it.

"No, I don't want to hear it. I don't care. I'm so sick of this bullshit!" She shouts before swarming out of the room.

Alcina's hand covers her mouth as she sits there in shock. She begins to tremble as she tries with all of her strength to keep herself from breaking down in front of you and her daughters. No matter how hard she squeezes her eyes shut the tears begin to pour down her cheeks.

Bela and Daniela sit on the bed frozen. Cassandra was always the most like Alcina, their tempers practically mirroring one another, but this was the only time they've ever seen her scream at someone like that that wasn't a maid. They never thought they would ever see her flip out on either one of them like that, no less their mother.

Shaking her head trying to rid herself of the tears, Alcina grabs more gauze from the medical kit and replaces it with the blood-soaked gauze on your neck. She's trying to busy herself so she doesn't break down but her hands are trembling with every movement and her eyebrows are knit so closely they've practically become one.

"Bela," Alcina says with a shaking voice. "Do you think her chest wound will require stitches?"

Bela looks at her mother with confusion and worry for a moment before examining the cut Miranda gave you.

"No, I don't think so. It doesn't look deep. If it's taken care of properly it shouldn't scar too badly."

"Good. Bandage it up please."

"Mother,"

"Bela, please. Do it now." Alcina says as she barely holds on to her composure.

Bela makes quick work of the cut, applying an ointment to prevent infection - that stung like a bitch - and bandaging it up. As she tends to your wound Alcina is focused on your neck. She continues to check to see if the bleeding has stopped and it hasn't, although it has slowed. The longer Alcina looks at the wound she gave you, the harder it is for her to hold back.

"Okay, it's done."

"Thank you. That is all girls," she says as her voice shakes. "you may go."

Tears begin to roll down her cheeks and her breath trembles as she inhales.

"But mom-" Daniela says.

"No, go." The girls say nothing but don't move. The thin rope Alcina was clinging to snaps and a sob breaks out. "Just go!" She shouts as she waves them off.

With one hand still applying pressure to your neck, her other hand rests on your chest. Alcina folds forward, her head laying on top of her hand and the dam breaks. Her shoulders shake as she cries into you, Bela and Daniela exchange looks and they both move off of the bed. Both of them give their mothers arm a loving squeeze before they leave the room, shutting the door behind them.

Your hand finds the back of Alcina's head and you run your fingers through her hair as you try and comfort her.

"It's not your fault Alci, it's not your fault."

"Yes it is. I'm a monster."

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Translating the original RE8 trial scene storyboard

RE8’s bonus DLC concept art pack includes a couple of pages of an early storyboard for the trial scene, dating to back when Miranda was still going to be a foreign researcher rather than a village native, and Ada Wong was still part of the cast. Though the text is all in Japanese, I had a crack at translating it ‒ it makes for a fascinating comparison to the finished game.

Images and translations are under the cut below – but here’s the dot-point version of how this older storyboard compares to the finished one.

Instead of Miranda, the trial is overseen by a masked figure called only ‘shaman’ (祈祷師). Instead of lycans, the trial is attended by numerous villagers, all eager to see Ethan punished.

This may be the big one: the shaman claims an ‘Adam-sama’ has been angered by Ethan’s (unspecified) crimes. My best guess at this mysterious ‘Adam’ is that it might be a name for the megamycete. Whoever he is, all the 'Eve' connotations of Eva/Eveline (and even the Rose flasks) suddenly start to sound a whole lot more significant.

Even here, the trial is dominated by Dimitrescu and Heisenberg fighting over who gets Ethan – or at least who gets his body, after his execution. Dimitrescu still wants his blood, while Heisenberg presumably wants him for soldat-material. Moreau briefly makes his own bid, but he just wants to eat Ethan.

Donna’s one act is to apparently stop time at a crucial moment to speak directly to Ethan without anyone else hearing – though this seems to be an illusion she creates while contacting him psychically. No sign of Angie, who probably isn’t part of the game yet.

Rather than escaping through Heisenberg’s gauntlet, Ethan is rescued by Ada Wong (disguised behind a plague mask). I’m guessing Heisenberg’s role as pseudo-ally hadn’t fully developed while Ada was still supposed to be involved.

Conflict between the lords seems to be framed more as conflict between separate houses/families. Heisenberg makes a reference to ‘us Heisenbergs’ (perhaps this is from the time when his mother, father and twin brother were also supposed to be characters?) and Moreau to his ‘Kuku-family’.

Though the name ‘Heisenberg’ does appear, he’s mostly called ‘Geek’, while Moreau is ‘Half-fish-man’ (半魚人), and Donna is simply 'Spirit' or 'Ghost' (心霊). Lady Dimitrescu is the only character who is actually called that (though it’s mostly abbreviated to just ‘lady’). I could not tell you why a Japanese dev team would decide that ‘geek’ was a good moniker for their heavy-metal-Frankenstein-wannabe, but here we are. (Note that most of the game files associated with Heisenberg are still labelled ‘geek[something]’, so clearly this was a moniker that stuck. Donna’s files are almost all called ‘ghost[something]’. Moreau and Dimitrescu mostly get shortened/mangled into 'moro' and 'domi'.)

Heisenberg and Dimitrescu actually come to blows over Ethan in this version, with Heisenberg launching his hammer at her and seemingly killing her, or at least blowing her away. But I think we can take it as read that even in this version, she'll show up okay and be back to torment Ethan later.

Oh, and did I mention this little addendum at the end which hints at Miranda doing some kind of surgery on Chris? WTF?

Standard disclaimer for all my Japanese translations: I’m nothing like fluent, and rely on online dictionaries for a lot of harder vocabulary. Corrections from anyone better qualified are welcome.

Okay, on to the actual translations! I'll include the full pages as we get to them, but I'll also break them down into smaller chunks so I can share and translate smaller chunks as we go through.

Page 1

[Ethan wakes up to find he can't move because his handcuffs are chained to the floor]

[Ghost-nobles and villagers buzzing in the church]

[Banging noise as shaman bangs his staff]

Shaman: "Everyone, quiet!"

[Church falls silent]

Shaman: "I have heard from each of the lords. This man's crime threatens the very foundations of our family! Lord Adam is furious! To allow this man to live will bring disaster upon the village! Only his death will appease Lord Adam's anger!"

[Cheering from the crowd]

Lady Dimitrescu: "In that case, after the execution, the Dimitrescu family shall receive the victim. My daughters haven't had nearly enough blood to drink of late."

Geek (Heisenberg): "Oi, wait a minute. From what I've heard, you witches have had it your own way long enough."

["Geek" burns Ethan's hand with a cigar]

Geek: "Us Heisenbergs will be taking this one, got it?"

[Ethan shrieks in pain]

Lady: "Didn't you have several victims sent to you just the other day?"

[Half-fish-man (半魚人) walks up to the Geek]

Half-fish-man (Moreau): "Oh, grant him to my Kuku-family, I.. I want to break him open and eat his insides!" (Note: I think Moreau's actually saying something even more colourful here, but I'm having trouble translating it)

[He approaches Ethan, parasites emerging from under his hood]

["Geek" halts him, brandishing his hammer]

Half-fish-man: [Groaning noise]

Lady: "I will not allow you two to do as you please!"

Geek: "Hm, how to settle this?"

Half-fish-man: "Oh, oh…!"

[Rising noise of cursing onlookers]

[Geek raises his iron hammer]

Page 2

[The moment he throws his hammer at Lady Dimitrescu, a halucination begins and time seems to stop. Direction and focus of camera fits the spirit]

Ghost (Donna, in a voice no-one else can hear): "….(You… have summoned him… receive your reward…)"

[Reality returns]

[The hammer pierces Lady D. and blows her away, part of the church collapses. Panic as villagers fall or die]

Geek: "Don't worry. Your corpse will become my plaything."

[A mysterious masked figure appears and fires three shots into Heisenberg, five into the shaman]

Masked figure: "Run!"

[Cuts the chain holding Ethan to the floor]

Geek: [getting up] "..what the…?"

Shaman (still full of arrows) yells to the villagers: "What are you doing! Don't let them escape! After him!"

Masked figure: "This way!"

[Still handcuffed, Ethan runs through passages before finally making it outdoors]

Page 3

Masked figure: [while reloading crossbow] "Your daughter is alive. Go get her back, okay?"

Ethan: "What are you…"

[Masked figure sees someone coming from behind] "No time, go!"

[Ethan screams as he's thrown over the railing]

[And here endeth the storyboard]

Page 3 Addendum

This brings us to the latter half of Page 3, which contains only a single column of panels. Remaining space features an extra half-page of Miranda in her original foreign-scientist incarnation, pictured with what I assume were some of her experiments. There's some text on these too ‒ hand-written rather than typed, which made it a right bastard to figure out. But I had a crack anyway, because even at a skim-read it had me going, "wait, does that say the monster is Chris?"

Yep, it does. The captions (as best I could make them out) read "Miranda's paranormal organism experiment" (奇生体の実験) and "After plastic surgery on Chris' face" (クリスの顔に整形後).

This only raises so many more questions. Is Chris actually working with Miranda, or has she captured him for experiments? Is she repairing Chris' face after some horrific accident? Is she altering some monster to make it look like Chris Redfield? Or ‒ in a far more entertaining possibility ‒ was this meant to be an in-game justification for why RE7's Chris looks nothing like he does in RE8?

I have no answers for you, but you can really feel how much this game changed in development just from these little glimpses of what might have been.

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[angelsrcute]

I saw that you wanted some requests so I thought I would drop one in :>

Imagine Barbatos (OM) with an angel reader. Literally the oldest demon in the devildom, maybe even the oldest living creature in all three realms, with a sweet oblivious angel. HhHhhhhhhh corruption kink go brrrrr

CORRUPTED LITTLE ANGEL ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ genre — smut ! ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ parings — Barbatos and gn!reader. ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ warnings — degradation, mirror sex, threesome(?), rough sex.

Demon!Barbatos with an Angel!Reader.

Demon!Barbatos who wants to corrupt you. Make you a filthy little angel!

Demon!Barbatos who'd laugh at the look on Michael's face when he sees one of his best angel like this.

Demon!Barbatos who'd probably take out his anger out on you, your race created so much trouble for his young lord.

Demon!Barbatos who loves to fuck you so rough that you can't walk straight the next day.

Demon!Barbatos who loves marking you as his, his prized trophy!

Demon!Barbatos who'd share you with diavolo to relieve stress.

Demon!Barbatos who'd degrade you while fucking you.

Demon!Barbatos who pulls at your hair while fucking you infront of a mirror.

Demon!Barbatos who punishes you if you do bad in studies, spanks you till you get the answers right.

"Oh,what will your dear Michael do when he sees you like this? begging to be filled up like a street whore." Barbatos says as he slips in his tongue in your mouth.

©3333 Angie ౨ৎ ; do not copy or plagiarise my works!

#dom character #sub reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x reader #obey me x you #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me smut #obey me x mc #barbatos x reader #barbatos x mc #obey me shall we date #angelsrcute writes 𓆩♡𓆪

[dmc-tings]

The Lord's helping their s/o recover from an injury

Alcina Dimitrescu

She had left you in care of her daughter's

Or them in your care

She was leaving to meet with the other Lord's and Mother Miranda

Lady D gone, the girls wanted to play a game

Hide and seek!!

They hide and you... well you don't seek

You actually just do whatever, and they end up popping up whenever

You sat on the balcony, reading and enjoying some coffee

The girls had started to play earlier in the day

It was afternoon, when you started to get worried about them

You got up to search rhe castle

Finding your way into the library, you heard their laughter

One at the top of the steps Daniela, shot out in front of you

Letting out a "boo", raising her hands above you (you know like a monster on Halloween)

You yelped and tumbled down both sets of stairs

"Uh oh..." Cassandra said, standing next to her sisters

You landed heavily on your side, blood streaming from your head

The girls rushed to you, finding you knocked unconscious

Things got worse, as Alcina finally came home and saw the trio trying to maneuver you to your room

"What happened?!" She barked, taking you from them

Though not listening for an answer she took you up

You sturred in her arms, "Al...Alcina?"

She shushed you, caressing your cheek

"You have a head wound, Darling. But do not fall asleep."

You tried to nod, but failed, resting your head on her shoulder

Once bandaged up, she asked you what happened

You explained, leaving out the part about the girls scaring you

She nodded and looked at you wound

"You'll stay here with me until your fully healed."

You tried to argue, but she only stood, taking you with her

And tucked you in

For the next few weeks, Alcina took care of all your needs

Food, drink, changing your bandages, keeping you company

She almost gave you a bath, but you protested to the point of almost being drug into the bathroom

She finally conceded and let you bathe alone (sometimes)

"Why are you coddling me, Alcina? I'm an adult! Yo-"

"If something where to happen to you. If I was to lose you, my wrath would know no end."

You shut your face after that

And finally let her take care of you

Your head finally fully healed and Alcina finally backed off

She keeps a better eye in you though

Salvatore Moreau

"Its was an accident, Salvatore."

"You shouldn't have been there, my precious."

You where in the bed, surrounded by blankets

Bruised ribs, is what Donna told you

And you knew you couldn't move

But that don't matter now, your safe

Salvatore kept you there, serving you hand and foot

But you had gotten tired off his constant condescending tones

"Darling, shut it. Your not helping me heal by stressing us BOTH out. Please." You rubbed your head

And he promptly shut his mouth, reaching over with a cool hand, soothing you

Letting out a humm, you enjoyed his hand, gently rubbing your now throbbing head

Smiling, your fish man stood and you let out a whine

"Im going to get you some pain medicine, my dear. Ill be back shortly." He promised, lumbering away

He kept his word, bring you something for your ribs and head

He helped you sit up, and you huffed after taking the medicine

"Im sorry for snapping at you..."

You know he never took your snapping at him as a serious matter, he was always patient with you

Moreau took your hand in his and smiled

"My Precious. You know I don't mind."

You frowned, whincing from the pain and from his gentle tone

"You get it enough from the big bitch and metal bastard.... I shouldn't give you shit..."

He hummed, sensing your pain, both emotional and physical

"Yes... but do rest..."

You settled down for another nap

This continued for a few weeks...

Until you were able to walk on your own

Yet he ordered some of the Vârcolac to keep at your side

Angie and Donna Beneviento

It happened in the damn garden

You told Donna to get rid of the roots from some of the bigger plants

But she insisted it was for the better

And now you were sitting still with ice on your sprained ankle

And your girlfriend buzzing about like a bee

"Im sorry. I didn't think they would get in the way like that..."

You tried to tell her that it was fine but she kept coming into the room and out of the room

Handing you tea and snacks every ten damn minutes

You finally grabbed her and pulled her into your lap

"Donna. My love. Dearest thing. Please. Calm down. I just sprained my ankle. I just need to stay off of it for a while ok?"

Donna finally took a few breaths and relaxed against you

"O-ok. I-"

You patted her head and gently rubbed her back.

"Yeah, yeah. Just be quiet for a bit ok?"

She could really be worrisome, and sometimes you had to remind her to cool it.

She soon fell asleep on you and you followed suit

Karl Heisenberg

"I told you to keep outta my part of the Factory. And look at you now. All wrapped up like a burrito."

You glared at him

It was true, your food was wrapped up like a burrito

But that was because your boyfriend was an idiot

A mechanical genius

But a fat idiot when it came to matters about you.

"Karl. I only stubbed my toe. You're over reacting."

He huffed and placed a tray of food on your lap

And sat next to your foot, giving it a poke

You frowned and kicked him with your bandage boot

Well tried to

In retaliation, he stood up and laid on you with his full weight

Knocking the wind out of you

It was just his way of keeping you still and in his arms

Just an idiots way of dealing with the love of his life

#resident evil 8 #resident evil #resident evil village #karl heisenberg #alcina x reader #alcina dimitrescu #karl heisenberg x reader #salvatore moreau #salvatore moreau x reader #donna beneviento #donna Beneviento x reader

[goodonepiecescreenshots]

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[leorawright]

The re8 lords with a S/O who loves animals and has three pet dogs (An English bulldog, a Rottweiler and a blue heeler) please

Aww of course!

The Lords with someone who owns three dogs

Alcina Dimitrescu

She's not a big fan of dogs or animals in general but don't worry, her daughters are

She'll occasionally pat them on the head but it never gets more affectionate than that

Her daughters, on the other hand, you can find them in a huge cuddle pile with your three dogs, and all of them are absolutely delighted

Alcina does it very secretly, but sometimes she'll slip one of your dogs a treat🤫

Donna Beneviento

She's pretty nervous around your dogs when she first meets them but after a while, she'll start to like them more

Sometimes, she'll take a stick from her gardens and play fetch with them

Angie was excited to meet them but quickly changed her mind when one of the dogs thought she was a toy...

Also, if you don't let dogs onto your bed, Donna will insist that the dogs can sleep next to her

Salvatore Moreau

Very, very, very nervous

He'd much prefer to stay back and watch you play with your dogs than to personally interact with them

But if you insist, he'll try to pet one of them (probably the smallest one)

He does find it adorable how much your dogs love you though

Karl Heisenberg

Oh heck yes he is such a dog person

He absolutely adores your dogs just as much as he adores you

At lot of days, you'll find him taking a break and playing fetch with your dogs or trying to teach them how to do a trick

Also, he definitely talks to your dogs in a baby voice, and it's hilarious and cute at the same time

#resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil village x reader #alcina dimitriscu x reader #donna beneviento x reader #salvatore moreau x reader #karl heisenburg x reader

[simplysable]

How would the Four Lords react to S/O who bakes really extravagant things for them?

Genuinely none of them would know what to do and I’m here for it

Resident Evil Lords With an S/O Who Loves to Bake 🧁

Alcina Dimitrescu

It’s two in the morning, what idiot maid is making a racket in her kitchen-!

Oh it’s you!

Why are you being so loud in her kitchen, of all places?

She sees you shove some bowls behind your back

“Nothing to see here, Alcina! Nothing! You should go back to bed, like, now!”

You were acting odd, but she was exhausted from her meeting with Miranda earlier in the day

“Okay, I will, but I want an explanation for this in the morning. Be quiet, please.”

She got an explanation in the morning

“Miranda was being a bitch, and the girls weren’t helping, so I decided to make you a cake to cheer you up. Surprise?”

Alcina was, in fact, surprised

You stayed up making this all night

And it was gorgeous

It looked like a goddamn wedding cake

Three tiers, fully frosted and decorated with little flowers

“Darling, you made this for me? Oh thank you! You must be exhausted! Come, take a break.”

She had no idea what to do

You made this for her? With your own two hands? And you took hours out of your night to make it instead of sleeping???

You baffled her

She loved you so much

She cooked you a huge dinner that night and praised your cake when you ate dessert

The girls ate that shit in minutes

God she loves you, and she wants you to know it

Donna Beneviento

…were those macaroons on the counter?

With little cursive Ds written in chocolate on top of them?

And a few set aside with little As on them?

You need to drag her out of her room because of how flustered she was (she hid)

Donna is the definition of bashful

She has no idea what to do with this! No one makes her things, especially not you!

She’s supposed to make you things, not the other way around!

Angie expresses Donna’s true emotions, much to your satisfaction (and Donna’s dismay)

“Hon, these things are the best things EVER! You need to make them more! Oh oh! You should make some for Heisy-weisy and put some special herbs in them!”

“…you know what I mean, right? We’re making the metal man get STONED!”

Donna hastily shoves her hand over Angie’s mouth to make her stop talking

It does not stop you from laughing

Or from planning

Donna really is thankful, though

She’s so happy that she found someone so amazing that would go out of their way to make macaroons for her

She’s smitten

Absolutely smitten

And a little embarrassed

Salvatore Moreau

Something wasn’t right

Not that something was wrong, per se, but something was just… different

The lake didn’t smell like it normally did

It was lacking the normal amount of stank, in Sal’s opinion

It almost smelled… sweet??

He followed the smell

And promptly broke down crying

There you were, in his gross kitchen, wearing an apron that Donna made for you

Holding a fresh, wonderful, dozen doughnuts, all glazed and frosted

You just fuckin.. made this for him!?? What-

You turned around, looked at your doughnuts sadly, and asked, “are you allergic to gluten?”

After stopping the flow of tears, Sal explained that no, he wasn’t allergic to gluten, he was just surprised

How did you even make this? And why did you make them for him?

Turns out, you had been requesting specific baking supplies from the Duke, and you stealthily hid everything until you were ready to bake

“But- but why would you do something for me? I’m so.. gross! I don’t want your wonderful treats to go to waste!”

You set down the box, walked over to him, and gave him a lil smooch on the forehead

“I made them because I know you have a sweet tooth, and because I love you, Sal! Do you think I would spend all that lei on baking supplies for someone I hated?”

He tearfully smiled, sat down with you, and ate the best damn doughnuts he ever had

He had no idea how to express his sincere gratitude and surprise other than showering you in compliments

He loves you, so, so much

“Wait, love, how much did you spend on the supplies?”

Aaaaand the waterworks are staring again

Karl Heisenberg

What in the hell was getting the lycans so worked up?? In his fucking kitchen, no less

They normally kept their dumb noses is places where they were supposed to be

But in his kitchen? And this hyper?

He thinks the fuck not

Karl storms in there, hammer blazing and bashing any lycans that were in his way

“What the hell is going on in here? Scram! Go the fuck away! Leave before I turn you into a soldat! Oh, what?”

You were in the kitchen, swarmed by a horde of lycans that were acting like puppies, feeding them something

“Oh, hey Heis. Sorry, I couldn’t get them out.”

“Well what the fuck were they doing in here in the first place?”

“They smelled the cookie batter and came running.”

“The what?”

He was confused

Why were you making cookies? The last time Miranda had them at their “meetings” they tasted like ass

Why were you baking ass

After you explaining that cookies normally don’t taste like ass, you shoved one in his mouth

He was pissed

But then very happy (even thought he didn’t really show it)

You made these for him? Well, he’s happy he picked such a babe to be his partner for life

“Hey, thanks! I’m gonna show these to Miranda and tell her how bad hers were.”

He loves your cookies

And so do the lycans

Hope you like the baking headcanons! Sorry this took so long to post!

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[ctitan98official]

Human RE8 au: Miranda and Y/N are the parents of the four lords

I had an idea for an au where Miranda and Y/N are married and the lords are their kiddos. Alcina and Karl are fraternal twins and they’re 6, Sal is 4, and Miranda gets pregnant with Donna. Just fluffy family head canons. Oh, and Angie is their little dog! Reader, as usual, is gender neutral. Let’s get into it!

Life in your household is lively, that’s for sure. You hadn’t ever considered the possibility of kids before you met Miranda, but… You’d do anything for her.

After you two had gotten married, she talked endlessly about wanting to have a baby. She would get a far off dreamy look in her eyes as she imagined it. She had always wanted to be a mother. You eventually really warm up to the idea.

During Miranda’s first pregnancy, she was overjoyed to find out she was having twins.

You fainted during the ultrasound… But you were happy too.

Alcina and Karl were so tiny when they were born. However, they both grew to have big personalities. They don’t get along all of the time. While they love each other dearly, they just know how to push the other sibling’s buttons so well. Actually, your dog Angie can usually end their squabbles. A few licks on the face of each twin gets them to laugh and put aside their differences.

Alcina is your little princess. She loves to make you have tea parties with her.

Karl is your little buddy. He follows you around as you fix things around the house. He asks lots of questions too.

Sal was your third child. He’s quieter than his two older siblings, but he is brilliant. Even as a newborn, he instinctively opened his eyes and grabbed your finger when you held him for the first time. You joked that he was probably going to be a doctor or something when he grew up.

Sal loves to be read to… Mostly by Miranda, though. He is a mama’s boy, to be honest. However, you two love to watch movies together. That’s your favorite shared activity.

You and Miranda still make time for date nights. It’s nice to spend some quality time together away from the kids.

However, Miranda seems to have an ulterior motive on one particular date night.

You two are enjoying dinner together when Miranda suddenly becomes quiet as she thinks about something.

You quirk an eyebrow at this. “Penny for your thoughts, Mrs. L/N?” You joke.

Miranda’s face erupts in a blush. She clears her throat, nervous about something. “Y/N? I… I know how happy we are now.” She begins. “It’s just… Hear me out.” She says, holding her hands up in a placating gesture.

You swallow hard. What is she about to say?

“Um… I want to… Have another baby.” She admits.

Your eyes go wide. “What?” You ask softly.

Miranda reaches out to gently grab your hands. “I… Just think that our family isn’t fully complete yet.” She tells you. “I love you and the little ones so much. Another baby would add even more love to our lives.” She explains. “I… Just really want this.” She pleads.

Miranda’s request is so sweet. She’s already an amazing mom. You are silent for a moment as you process this information. Four kids… That’s a lot of responsibility.

Miranda feels like her heart is going to beat out of her chest as she waits for you to say something.

However, you finally realize that you wouldn’t mind another baby either. You breathe out deeply and squeeze Miranda’s hands. “If that’s what you want.” You offer.

Miranda gasps in happiness at your answer. Her eyes well up with tears as she leans over to kiss you. “I love you so much, draga mea.” She says as she pulls away.

You smile. “I love you, Miranda.” You tell her.

Miranda glances around to make sure no one is near before she once again leans over the table. This time, though, she whispers something in your ear. “What do you say we go home, put the children to bed, and have a little fun?” She suggests.

You quickly nod your head and desperately flag down a waiter so you can pay the bill.

Miranda giggles at how eager you are.

Needles to say, you and Miranda had a very (Re)productive night. (A/N: Haha! XD)

It doesn’t take long for Miranda to conceive. She decides to keep it a secret for a bit just to make sure nothing bad happens. She actually did that with the first two pregnancies as well, but you never realized. While Miranda is just hoping for a healthy pregnancy… She can’t help but be tickled at the idea of having another girl. Alcina would be thrilled.

Weirdly enough, while Angie is affectionate with everyone in the family, she has been glued to Miranda’s side ever since she found out she was pregnant. She whines or barks if she is away from Miranda for too long.

Miranda doesn’t mind. Running her fingers through Angie’s coat is calming.

Once Miranda has decided that she is comfortable telling you the news, she cuddles with you on the couch as you two watch a show… And just blurts it out during a commercial.

“Y/N? Could you pass the popcorn? Also, I’m pregnant.” She says in literally the same breath.

You nod. “Sure.” You say. But your eyes get wide when you finally comprehend what she just said. “Wha- For real?!” You ask her, excited.

Miranda grins. She reaches out to cup your face and gently kisses you. “Yes, my love.” She says happily.

“Holy shit!” You yell, elated.

Miranda quickly claps her hand over your mouth and shushes you. “Shh, Y/N! The kids are in the other room!” She whispers at you.

“Ha! Y/N said a bad word!” You hear Karl announce to Sal and Alcina. The three of them start laughing immediately.

Miranda sighs and puts her hand on her forehead.

“Which one did they say this time?” You hear Sal ask innocently.

You start chuckling.

Miranda growls and pops your shoulder. “So, you’ve been teaching my children your dirty vocabulary, have you?” She asks sourly.

“Ow! No! They must have just heard wrong!” You defend yourself.

Karl doesn’t make anything better. “Well, last time they said fuck, but this time they said shit!” Karl relays. His two siblings absolutely lose their minds at this.

Miranda scoffs. “Unbelievable.” She says, shaking her head. She stands up and promptly walks out of the room, Angie hot on her heels.

“Hey, babe, wait!” You call out.

Miranda’s had enough foolishness for one day… You end up sleeping on the couch that night. Miranda can’t stand cursing.

Note: Angie and Donna were meant to be together from the very start T^T Also, I don’t know which of the four lords is canonically older than who, but from some of the information we get from the game I think Donna might have gotten the cadou last.

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #re8 shitpost #re8 incorrect quotes #mother miranda #mother miranda x reader #mother miranda x y/n #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #karl heisenberg #salvatore moreau #donna beneviento #angie beneviento

[nerves-nebula]

chelloooo the tmnt getting more racist thing is actually rlly interesting to me because I don’t think it’s getting more racist , I just think that as more and more pieces of media with good Asian representation come out (eeao, amphibia, and even elemental are the first things I can think of) there’s more stuff to compare it to and realize that tmnt is just… not it. And that although it’s gotten less blatantly stereotypical, it just hasn’t followed the curve of good Asian representation in media. It continues to be lacking. It improves in small ways. It’s just slow 

and I also think it’s because how tmnt handles japanese and east asian culture in general took such a fucking nosedive with mutant mayhem. Look at splinters entire character and the fact they learned to be ninjas from mostly popular chinese movies. Like almost everything about this movie shows how much the creators were looking through it with an orientalist lens

Like. I don’t think tmnt is getting more racist, I think the amount of racist shit is staying relatively the same.* So as western culture and pop culture starts to be less racist, tmnt starts to look more racist as a result. And also because socially and culturally speaking, tmntmm is Rlly Bad. Like look at it once with ANY IDEA of racist stereotypes and it’s Bad. It would have been fine like any year before 2023. But compare it to any popular piece of media that’s come out in the past 1-3 years and its…. Lord. It’s not it ………

(I like tmntmm etc. I just have to ignore a lot of the racist stuff in it, as I have to do with most pieces of media. But for something that came out in the 20s it’s so much harder to turn a blind eye to it than other stuff.)

*imo it improves the most with rottmnt. But that show was also racist in other ways, just not towards japenese culture. It handled being asian american and an immigrant surprisingly well

(also for judas’ followers who don’t know me I’m asian 👍) -angie and jonah

OHHH YOU PUT IT PERFECTLY INTO WORDS. Tmnt isn’t really getting more racist it’s just improving very very slowly compared to a lot of modern media.

Like it feels weird when racist stuff happen in old media but you kind of expect it in old movies & tv- but when it’s still present in modern day it’s kinda more noticeable.

And yea I feel a similar way about mutant mayhem, it’s very good in a lot of ways! Racially isn’t one of them!

Not even just with Asian stuff either- which I think you’ve covered pretty well here- but from a black perspective it’s not great either. superfly is kind of weird to me cuz he’s clearly black and his coding is clearly pulling from black culture and he’s all macho and chains and I love that for him. I think he’s so cool.

But he’s basically just another one of those villains who’s an oppressed person who’s faced violent discrimination and fought back- and that in itself is framed as explicitly evil. Him telling the story of how he was being chased by a mob and faught back is when we’re supposed to start thinking he might be evil.

and so he’s like, coded as an activist or civil rights leader, but instead of fighting for equality rights he wants to kill all white people (in a metaphorical sense) and it’s like oh ok cool. This again. Greatttt.

Anyway point is: ur so right

#nnstuff #ask #racism tw #tmnt

[george-weasleys-girl]

GWG Ramblings

Oh, lord. Here We Go Again... Fred & Angie's Relationship (and touching on the unhealthy state of George & Angie's relationship)

(commence the eye-rolling)

~•~

So, here's the thing.

The simple fact that a woman marries her ex-boyfriend's identical twin is deeply disturbing on so many levels and points toward some unresolved, possibly deeply buried issues and emotions.

(Btw, if you haven't read my in-depth ramble on this, you may want to check it out. It will give you a deeper understanding of why I so strongly feel the way I do about this matter.

Oh and then there's this little tidbit.)

~•~

Okay. Carrying on.

We know next to nothing about Fred and Angie's relationship.

We know they went to the Yule Ball together and had a great time.

We also know they dated for some unknown amount of time afterward.

That's IT. That's all we know.

And it leaves us with quite a few unanswered questions.

In particular, how long did their relationship last. And, perhaps more importantly, how deep did it run?

"Everybody questions the length of Fred and Angie's relationship. But they never wonder about how intense it was. Short but passionate/intense relationships are a thing. And they tend to leave a deep, indelible mark."

Just because a relationship didn't last a long time (define that however you see fit) doesn't mean that it didn't mean anything. Sometimes those are the relationships that define us and set the standard for those to come. Especially, if they're our first.

And I think it goes without saying that when these relationships end, it can be just as traumatic and heartbreaking as if it had been a long-term relationship. Especially in the terms of "unfinished business" for one or both parties.

Is that what happened with Fred and Angie?

We don't know. But I seriously doubt their time together meant nothing.

So that begs the question, why?

Why George?

Of all the eligible guys out there, Angie goes for her ex-boyfriend's identical twin brother. (Is this one of those cases where a person only dates people who look like the ex they never truly got over?)

...you know, we talk constantly about how George felt like he lost half of himself when Fred died (a very common, if not, the most common phenomenon among surviving twins).

But we never talk about what it means that the woman who dated the lost half chose to marry the half that remained.

Maybe we should.

~•~

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