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piffany666 · 4 months

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Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 6: the double standard

(Trans ftm Bright eyes - he/him pronouns)

TW this Chapter contains an accurate not so positive view of alexis, regardless of your opinion of alexis please don't send death threats to either me or my proofreader.

Bright had been staying in the solaire mansion for a while now, so he wouldn't refer to what he is doing as "moving in", no, more like.....unpacking.

But alas, that's what William called it. Moving in.

He hadn't told anyone else that he'd made his decision, William reassured him that he wouldn't have to and that he was planning on getting everyone together for a "family meeting".

Bright was clambering over the mass amount of boxes he had scattered around the room in an attempt to organise his things.

Tank had recently given him a bunch of their old things, clothes, CDs, DVDs, comics all that good shit.

But he only now decided to actually get out the stuff they gave him and place it around his room.

Mabye that was because it wasn't HIS room till recently.

Suddenly, while looking around for a spot to dump one of the empty boxes, there was a knock on his door.

Bright had always lived with other people, granted it was never for very long, but within all his years of living, not one of those people ever knocked before entering.

So Bright was, understandably, more than a little startled when he heard a knock on his door.

"W-whos there?!"

Despite Bright's defensive tone, William responded sweetly.

"It's just me, Bright eyes, may I come in?"

Bright relaxed at the sound of his voice.

"O-oh yeah sure just gimme a sec"

"Of course~"

He continued frantically looking for somewhere to put the box down.

Eventually he chucked it onto the bed and went to open the door.

William slithered into the room and closed the door behind him, but not all the way.

"Good evening Bright eyes, how are you settling in?"

Every time Bright heard William speak his guard went down, his defensive nature was challenged and he felt safe.

At first this scared Bright and while he still hadn't gotten used to it

He didn't mind as much now.

"Yeah, I'm just kinda trying to put my stuff away....I mean....yeah"

Bright sheepishly gestured to the colossal mess he'd made of his room.

Despite Bright's new found comfortiblity with William, he still didn't know exactly how to interact with him.

Bright's almost bashful nature made William smile as he held back a giggle.

"Well that's good"

There was a moment of silence between the two that felt.....awkward.

William coughed.

"Well I'm glad your settling in, but admittedly, I didn't just come in here to check on you"

Bright raised an eyebrow as he waited for him to continue.

"You know that later on tonight I plan on getting the whole clan together for a meeting, and that during that meeting I intend on informing them of....you, but until then I will be out for a meeting with a friend, I'll introduce you tonight, Vincent and his partner will be making preparations for the solstice and Fred, Sam and his mate are staying at their cabin

So what I'm trying to say is-"

"Ill be home alone for the day?"

William gave Bright a smile that looked almost....painful...?

Like he was being stabbed but didn't want to cause a scene.

"Weeelll...not exactly-"

At that moment, the door he had left partially ajar, swung open to reveal somone Bright had only heard cautionary tales of

Alexis.

Alexis was a tall, pale woman. Her hair covered one eye and had a gentle curl. The eye that reminded seen was sharp and silver, not unlike William's, however while his eyes shined with a warm comforting glow, her gase was cold and penetrating, as if looking at her was the equivalent of being stabbed with ice.

Bright felt several chills shoot through him. He felt like he was being tazered.

William sighed as his excruciating smile dropped.

"Bright, this is Alexis, you and her will be the only ones in the Manor tonight"

Bright's head turned towards William as he shot him a look of pleading confusion.

"Alexis, this is Bright eyes"

The eyebrow that was visible raised

"So THIS is Sam's little underling?"

She looked Bright up and down

"Yeah, that tracks"

Alexis didn't know about Bright being taken in by William, that snarky comment alone confirmed that, which did make Bright feel a little smug, but that didn't mean he appreciated the audacity of this b*tch.

He scowled at her

She scowled back

And for a moment the two just stood there unblinking, scowling at each other.

William was glad that no one present could mind read particularly well, as they would both be able to hear him breathe out the words

"Give me strength!...actually no, if whatever cosmic force that is out there gave me strength, these two would be dead......give me patience!"

He breathed in heavily as his smile from before returned to his face.

"Well I better be off! Please have the Manor still standing by the time I get back!"

Before Bright could protest he "woodshed" out the room.

And he was left alone.

With the woman who turned the man who turned the boy who turned him.

A convoluted and yet overly simplistic way to put it

But it wasn't an inaccurate description.

Luckily, Bright had years of experience dealing with snobby older sisters so he took a moment to compose himself after the initial shock of coming face to face with the resident solaire clan's scapegoat.

And simply said.

"Look, I have a lot of unpacking to do and you seem like you have better things to do than babysit me so why don't you get out of my room and go do whatever it is you do when left unsupervised?"

Alexis scoffed and folded her arms as she leaned against the door frame.

"I'm sorry, YOUR room? What? Is Sam's cabin not good enough for you kid?"

Every word she said felt like it was being spat out at Bright.

He smirked.

"Aww well I'm sure you'd love to have an open invitation there~ but I personally can't think of anything worse than being stuck in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with Sam and my maker, so I'm gonna stay here and unpack, thanks"

She looked flabbergasted that this kid she had only just met could muster up the courage to speak to her with such audacity.

But she wasn't about to let Sam's progeny get under her pearl-like skin.

So after what looked like her swallowing her rage, she brushed it off and retreated into the darkness of the hallway.

Bright chuckled softly to himself as he went back to his boxes.

She is certainly in for a suprise later tonight.

So will everyone else but Bright felt more smug about this one.

He didn't know anything about alexis, he could admit that.

All he knew was what she did, not who she was.

That and he knew what everyone thought of her.

Which prompted him to label her as the resident scapegoat.

Exept that's what HE had always been.....in every family he'd ever incorporated himself into, he was the scapegoat.

If he took that away from her when he became William's progeny.....what would she have left?

Or would she continue to play her part despite him?

If that would be the case then....what would he be?

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of.....music?

More specifically a piano, exept it was.....off

The tempo was too fast which caused the pianist to constantly slip up and hit the keys all at once in frustration.

While the Manor did give the impression that it was haunted, Bright could safely assume that the culprit for such musical crimes was alexis.

Part of him wanted to go downstairs to shut her up.

There was a lot of the Manor that he still hadn't seen anyway so this could be an opportunity for exploring.

But another part of him reminded him that his curios nature was what got him here in the first place....

Then he said "f*k it, you can't die twice!"

And went searching for the location of the instrument who's screams of pain echoed through the whole Manor.

While searching, he made a note of the decor that dawned the halls of the Manor.

It all looked....tacky but also in its own way decadent, as if the whole building was trying too hard NOT to look like a stereotypical vampire Manor.

Paintings, ornaments and various trinkets were dotted around in no particular order.

It was nice to look at, but it distracted Bright from his goal of finding the piano

And frankly he was getting sick of hearing the damn thing!

Or more accurately he was sick of hearing HER play it.

Eventually he finally found it.

The double doors were wide open, as if she wanted her music to reverberate throughout the whole Manor.

Bright stuck his head through the doorway and saw that not only was there a piano but also various instruments covered with white cloth and dust.

It was safe to assume that this was a music room.

Alexis still hadn't noticed Bright standing there in the doorway, gazing in awe at the room's beauty.

Bright decided to approach her, though she still remained engrossed in her frustrating attempt at playing.

Bright leaned against the piano as somthing dawned on him.

If alexis is supposed to be this big bad vampire then she must be like....SUPER OLD.

So how long had she been playing a song that she simply can't play?

He decided to find an answer to that question.

"How long have you been playing that thing?"

This sudden announcement of his arrival made alexis jump, which caused her to hit the keys with both hands again.

"God f*king damn it! What? What is it!? What do you want?!"

Once again she gave the impression that her words tasted bad and as such she wanted to spit them out.

But Bright was unfazed.

He just put himself back in the mindset of having an older sister.

"Didn't you hear me? I said 'HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN PLAYING THAT THING?"

She hardened her gase.

Before answering, she hesitated.

"More years than you've been alive, kid"

Bright scoffed and did his best to hold back a full belly laugh.

"Damn you've been playing this thing for YEARS and thats the best you can do? How much longer will it take for you to realise that mabye this just...isn't for you?"

Bright felt as if he was poking a bear.

She shot him a look of unbridled fury, the red tint of her eye located around her sharp iris grew as she rose from her chair, causing it to topple over.

"If you think you can do better than be my guest!"

Bright went in front of the piano nonchalantly and began to play the opening to "bat out of hell" a notoriously hard piano solo.

Alexis was flabbergasted and enraged.

Bright turned his head towards her once he had finished playing.

"You know....it really doesn't matter how long you play it for....its about the tempo, the skill and most importantly you have to actually enjoy playing it! I mean arnt you tried of playing this old thing and not getting any better at it? Are you playing it cos you enjoy it or cos you've been playing it for so long that you've forgotten how to play anything else?...."

He got no answer from this.

Consider this bear poked and pissed off.

Bright saw her face go dark and knew that he needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

Once one if his step sisters made the same face at him after he was caught reading her diary.

Bright still has the scar even after death.

"Weeeelll anyway I have some more unpacking to do so I better--!!"

Before he could get away, he was cut off by alexis pulling him back by his hair.

She spun around allowing herself to be infront of him as she pulled him down across the piano

Bright struggled but she was strong, very strong.

She had him pinned, the keys wincing in pain as his body slowly hit them as his head was pulled backwards.

"G-get of me!"

Alexis found herself almost pitting him.

"Shut up. I don't know what your....deal is, but for some reason William has taken a liking to you, despite you being Sam's progeny. I have an idea of what's going on but I really don't want to belive it. Now I sincerely hope that what I think is happening isn't happening. I mean why on earth would William want a washed up, snarky, bratty disrespectful little sh*t when he already has me and Vincent?"

Bright's face dropped into a scowl.

By this point he had stopped struggling.

"But in any case, if you are going to be William's next project then I guess we'll be seeing more of eachother, so tell me.....

What do you think of me? Your Sammy's progeny so I'm sure you've heard all about me hmm? I'm sure you think you've got me all figured out....well? Answer me"

Bright knew when it was his turn to talk.

But he took a moment to look her in the eye

Just to get used to the feeling.

Then he began.

"You know....maybe everything that everyone says about you is right

Mabye you are just a selfish b*tch that couldn't have what she wanted so she decided to take it

By force.

But if all that is true....then....then why dosnt everyone treat Freddy the way they treat you?"

Bright looked down as he said this, as if it actively hurt to say while looking her in the eyes.

Alexis was confused upon hearing this.......then she understood.

Once she did, she loosened her grip on him and backed away, allowing him to get up from the piano.

She studied his face for a moment then her expression hardened.

"Listen to me kid. I did what I did to Sam because I wanted him. It's up to you to decide wether or not the way I get treated around here as a result of that is fair.

But what Freddy did to you wasn't out of malice or selfishness.

It was out of fear.

Because you where, and now will always be, a couple of scared kids who had no idea what they where doing"

Bright couldn't tell if this was supposed to be words of comfort or torment.

Either way he didn't agree with her.

So ge continued to scowl at her.

"I do think the way you're treated is fair. What isn't fair is that if turning without consent is supposed to be this big taboo then why isn't Fred treated the same way you are!?.....what's with the double standard huh?"

Alexis looked bored and fed up with whatever this conversation was.

She had said her piece.

So she left.

Bright was alone in the dusty, dark music room.

He went over to the white sheets and whipped them off, each revealing a new instrument.

One of them was a slightly piano.

It was white as opposed to the burgundy one alexis seemed to obess over.

He smiled softly, then went back over to the piano stool to pick it up.

He dragged it over to the slightly larger white piano and once he was sat down he began to play.

The sound reverberated through the Manor just as it did before.

Exept the music was less harsh and more melancholy and oddly comforting.

Alexis heard it.

Her face sofend for a moment.

Then she shook it off.

Taggs: @darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate

#alexis apologists please dont interact #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted bright eyes #redacted william #redacted alexis #ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

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notbeetle · 7 months

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Honestly I suspect that the whole thing with like, Wildbow's inadvertent adding of homoerotic subtext or whatnot is really just downstream of the fact that regardless of gender his protagonists always have their deepest, most emotionally meaningful connections with women. Literally the only exception to this rule is Evan from Pact and he's literally fucking eight years old so nobody is shipping that.

#hawk.txt #parahumans #sure there's ty and shit but Blake barely interacts with him - it's Alexis and Tiff that he actually connects with in-story #Gordon is never really that close to Sy and then he.. uh.. can't say because spoilers or whatnot but.#Also “Jamie” turns out to be a transgender woman so doesn't count as male best friend #but seriously though read Worm and then Pact and tell me that if Taylor was male Wildbow wouldn't treat Smugbug and Wolfspider like #....god it's annoying that Lillian and Mary don't have codenames #uh... Doctern and Wyverseed or something? idk #i mean he basically does it's not even fucking subtext they literally kiss but like. in wog and such #wormblr #twigblr #pactblr

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windydrawallday · 1 year

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GHOST HEART 02 Affection

It always made me all sappy soft to know this Starscream lacked understanding of selfless acts of affection that weren't the result of mere "camaraderie" during battles.

And I just love portraying mechs amused/surprised by such acts ♥.

#myart #windydrawallday fanart #ifellinrobothellagain #transformers fanart #heartsandsparksshipweek #the ghost in my heart #windydrawallday ghost heart #transformers armada #armada starscream #transformers alexis #alexis thi dang #unicron trilogy #maccadam #YESSS OBLIGATORY DRAWING OF TINY CHARACTER INTERACTING WITH THE HAND OF THE GIANT CHARACTER #i have a pattern ok let me beeeeee #that and im back at my touch starved days skdjfsdkjgf #someone hold me pleaseeee

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witch-and-her-witcher · 4 months

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For @asnowfern, a gift for @acotargiftexchange! The support and positivity of your responses left me brimming with creative inspiration, so please enjoy this Nessian First Hybern War (and after) AU.

Thank you @popjunkie42-blog and @wilde-knight for your beta reading and handholding. <3

Ao3 | 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, (7)

~*~

nessian | E | marriage of convenience, first hybern war AU, angst, whump, emotional slow burn

War brings them together, a bond binds them - but is that enough for two broken people to find love with each other?

~*~

The rest of the morning passes in a flurry with moments of such intense anxiety Nesta doesn’t know how her or Elain remain on their feet. The gathering once they leave the camp and file into a town square — Windhaven, if she has to guess — is spilling into side streets and busting out of the town’s seams.

Music curls through the throngs of fae, their voices melding into a cacophony of undulating tones that complement the high energy chords the instruments play. Colorful streamers of fluttering triangles on yards and yards of string criss cross the streets and the town square. The smell of steaming dumplings, sizzling meats, and roasting vegetables rise from street carts — but no one eats. The vendors watch their food, but no customers approach.

Everyone else's attention goes to the center of the square.

A platform sits there, nothing elaborate, but enough for a dais and standing room aside it. Nesta squints, trying to get a glimpse of the female who is standing at the dais with gleaming talons and lustrous, unnotched wings unfurled behind her.

Tita Noonya shoves and jabs to forge their path to the front of the crowd. Occasionally, Nesta catches females catching sight of her and Elain and making faces and immediate tittering of responses.

“Is it so odd to see humans here?” Nesta asks, unable to contain herself after glaring at a particularly upfront female’s sneer.

Although they stand apart for their pale skin and lack of wings, Nesta has spotted a few other fae like Jun who don’t have wings and paler skin, albeit pointed ears … Illyria is certainly homogenous in its make up, but surely humans aren’t so looked down on if they’d fought for their freedom?

Tita Noonya rolls her eyes, doesn’t look at Nesta when she answers. “It’s not your race, girl. It's the colors you wear.”

“Because they’re Cassians?”

The female eyes her with ink black eyes, the clouds dispersing the sunlight enough to make it impossible to distinguish her pupils from her dark, dark brown irises. Disdain is held deep within them. “You’ve made Illyria’s war hero ineligible.”

“That’s —” Nesta wants to argue, but horns begin to blast.

The crowds part with snaps and pops, confetti rising up along with cheers as the legion marches into the town square. It seems impossible to fit more bodies into the space. But they do.

Nesta catches a glimpse of Cassian at the front of the warriors, alongside his War Chief Devlon. Dark hair gleaming, cords of gold wrapped around one of his shoulders, all seven of his siphons on display and a sash tied around his hips that looks like it should be a sword belt. He’s the only warrior walking without a saber.

Nesta’s heart squeezes.

No wonder the females are upset with her.

Ruggedly handsome, brown skin glowing with his virility and strength …

Nesta presses her thighs together to ease the sudden throb at her apex.

The crowd seizes and swells, wings blocking out her view. But the image is burned into her mind.

Dashing. Cassian is dashingly handsome here and to see her First Defender in a position of honor dries her mouth and sends arousal low in her belly.

Her husband. Her mate.

Hers.

#thank you all for putting up with my daily updates!#i hope youve enjoyed dear alexis!#switching to sunday updates from here on out #i love you all so much who have been so supportive and interactive so far!!#nessian #nesta x cassian #CYLMWIHM #acotar #acotar fanfic #acotar winter gift exchange 2023 #my writing

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golden--doodler · 7 months

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So, I’ve been unhealthily attached to my new Bob’s Burgers OC, Alexis, and I recently Commissioned @carnivaldemon to create a piece of them and Gene, and he just sent me the finished artwork!

It might be the most precious thing I’ve ever seen, she did such a lovely job. She captured them so perfectly 🥺

#gene belcher #bobs burgers oc #look at my precious children my heart can’t take the cuteness 😭#this might become the unofficial “cover” of my comic featuring alexis #I like to think this interaction happens somewhere in the middle of the comic when the two go to an ice cream shop

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gaydelgard · 10 months

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if somebody in a story says 'what are you jealous' theres 2 equally likely possibilities:

1. the person theyre talking to is, in fact, jealous

2. the person speaking is very jealous

#it definitely means one of the people in that interaction is jealous tho #alexi talks

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frostbite-if · 2 years

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Hello 👋 Hope you have a nice day/night 🤗

I'm really excited for this IF of yours because skating in general is very interesting to me considering that there's no snow or winter in my country hence the curiousity 😆

That and the ROS are very.... *chefs kiss" good-looking 🥰

Honestly so far, Heidi caught my eyes but Alexis is also pretty 😍

I wonder, how would the RO react to MC 'accidentally' calling them husband/wife/spouse ? In front of their fans perhaps ? 😳

Ah, I wish we could change places my country has almost too much snow to offer (Canada), I'm glad this excites you as I'm working hard to release the prologue and the first half of chapter one.

(Yes, Alexis is honestly so prett)

(I'm not sure what stage you intended, but let's say this is crushing stage)

Heidi:

Heidi smiled, before he'd realized, nodding his head along. For some reason, his heartbeat picking up.

"You're married?!" One incredulous fan shattering the sound of wedding bells in Heidi's mind.

"Ah," Heidi blinked, heart in his throat. Turning to glance at you. Can't we just pretend. For a little bit. "No. No, we're not married."

"Would it be so bad?" You said, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

And Heidi wondered why he heard blood racing in his ears. Why you'd said it like that, soft, gentle. Why it was hard to meet your eyes, and yet almost impossible to look away.

"No, it wouldn't be so bad."

And the smile he received in return was an award on the same level as winning gold, silver, bronze.

Nari:

Nari's sure you said that to sabotage them. To stop their head from thinking straight and make them look like a fool in front of all the fans gathered. "Pfft," Nari said, chest tightening. "Y-you, you wish." And if their voice was strained, well honestly, they thought it should be allowed.

Your lips curling up impishly; "You're the one who wishes."

Nari really didn't know how to answer that, for a moment thought of embarrassingly domestic things, coffee and getting ready in the morning and-of course you were openly grinning at them now.

"I don't." Nari said, their voice mutinously betraying them, and turned quickly to signing an autograph to dispel such thoughts from their head. And to prevent any further teasing.

Glanced up to where you were still smiling, like the cat who'd gotten the cream.

"I don't." And now they weren't sure if they were convincing you, or themself.

Wisteria:

Well, wasn't that just darling.

You shot a glance in her direction, likely already predicting the onslaught of teasing you were about to be subject to. "You know," Wisteria said, feeling her mouth turn into a smile that was less teasing, and more genuine. "I make a very mean breakfast."

"I've seen you burn salad before."

"...must you bring that up?" She could admit the only thing she was good at was baking. And that was only because she'd been gifted a baking cookbook when she was in third grade, her cooking abilities started in page 1 and stopped at page 32 of the baking handbook.

Even so, she couldn't help but think of the idea. Mornings with you, she wondered if you'd go to coffee shops together, cooking together, domestic things. You, lacing up the knots of her skates, her lacing yours.

"And the bride?" You, smiling at her silence. "Is that silence you contemplating an 'I do'."

She didn't need to contemplate. "If you make me coffee a minimum of every morning, I'll consider it."

"With cream." You answered, smile teasing.

Alexis:

Alexis' brows rose, almost to his hairline, and then he was no longer looking at the fans gathered in front of them, eyes seeping into your profile, examining you.

Eyes that immediately slid away when you turned to look at him, looking for something to settle on, finding nothing, and returning to meet your gaze again.

"Ah, sorry." You said, smiling.

Of course, it was just a slip of the tongue. Of course.

Don't be sorry. "Huh." Alexis said in acknowledgement, not trusting himself to say anything more. Waiting until your attention was pulled back by the gathering fans, then taking in your profile again, examining every detail.

Huh. Wiping at his mouth as if that would prevent the traitorous smile that was forming.

#frostbite if #interactive fiction #character asks #asks #nari #alexis #heidi #wisteria #twine game #twine if #<3

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